"I still remember the day when I first saw her." she started sitting close to a cliff with vegetation all around her. In front of her was a single slab of stone, finely crafted and branded with an insignia that was far to familiar and brought back far to many memories. Instead she choose to close her eyes and let her inner mind wander back many years in the past.

"Do you remember the day when we got Yang? I do. I can still see Taiyang's face every time I remember that day." a soft chuckle came from her lips "It was strange, I actually wanted her to have your hair, not that brutes but you know how times were that day. I never wanted to give birth or have children…but somehow you managed to make me do. The way you talked and how happy you got when it was announced, it was infectious. It made me want to have the one thing I knew I didn't deserve."

A gust of wind rustled her hair, the leafs and she could feel and see in her mind white rose petals falling and caressing her face. A small smile made it to her face and she let herself fall onto her back with outstretched legs, imagining a familiar lap greeting her head.

"Then we got the little rosebud. Or rather you got that little midget. I wasn't there to see Yang as she grew up after her second birthday. I…just left…yet you still found me…" she stopped as tears started to build under her eyes, quickly she brought her hand up and pinched the bridge of her nose as hard as she could, feeling as if she didn't deserve it.

"Why didn't you drag me back?" she answered into the void. Yet she felt a soft caress on her head. She knew it was in her head, just another hallucination brought up by her tormented mind. Yet she found solace in it and with it peace.

"I asked you many times. Every time you found me…You said nothing and only showed me pictures you took with them. Yang's third birthday. The one where Qrow nearly got roasted…the day Yang's semblance manifested for the first…I regretted, but you had none of that and told me to smile, to be happy that the little fire dragon was growing up strong and responsible." a light chuckle broke through her throat "I took it as if you told me I wasn't. I still remember how we just laid next to each other after I told you that. Nearly a year later you just showed up again, I even tried to not be found but you still did.

"You showed me the pictures of the little rosebud. I had to restrain myself from gushing. She was everything you and nothing like me and I couldn't be happier. But I couldn't be sadder either. Because for little rosebud to exist must have meant that you had found another. And yet you still managed to proof me wrong, reassuring me that it wasn't what it looked like. I didn't understand, but you made me." a small blush and smirk formed on her lips at the memories.

Then she stopped, trying desperately to stop herself from crying. "Then you died." she failed. Tears were streaming down her face and a single audible sob filled the void.

She cried.

Yet the feeling of that soft caress wouldn't leave her.

Wouldn't let her fall.

Even if she wanted to, it wouldn't let her.

She sat up again, facing the grave this time and took deep breaths.

"I saw them." she started wiping the tears away "Someone must have talked about you or me or something, but for whatever reason Yang and the little rosebud were on their way to our old hut. You remember? The one where we stayed until…" she stopped grabbing her hand tightly, a desperate attempt to calm herself down "…until that. Who knows who told her but she was walking with the little one in a cart towards the house. I didn't get it but out of fear and idiocy I called Qrow. I knew that after that he wouldn't leave me alone, but their lives were in danger…I- I just couldn't let something happen to them…not when they couldn't protect themselves."

A gust of wind dried whatever was left of her tears away, warming her and making her aware of the dangers that still lurked within the forest behind her. Something she shouldn't need to bother with but was thankful none the less.

"After they had returned home, I sneaked into the house." she confessed standing up to face the approaching horrors "So badly did I want to see them, and as hard was it not to. They were sleeping together in one big bed huddled together while yang held onto the little rosebud tightly. I felt something in my chest, I didn't know what it was but it made me smile. I wanted to pat them, touch them, embrace them, but I couldn't bring myself to." her hand grabbed the hilt of her sword, while the dust chambers spun to the white ones.

"It was as hard not to touch them as it was not to have you by my side any longer. She looks so much like you" she unsheathe her sword slow careful precision "and I wanted nothing more then to tell her and Yang that everything will be alright. But I couldn't." a white blade graced the night, illuminating the dark while countless red orbs watched her through the woods.

She turned around around one last time, a smile she rarely gave these days on her lips "Know what? Our little rosebud saw me. As if she knew that I was there, just like you. She didn't ask anything however and only smiled…she has your smile…that beautiful little smile…the only thing she said was to come by again…" She wanted to turn away, let the Grimm know that they had no place on this hill, but "What is it with you and your child that make me so weak and so strong at the same time huh, Summer?"

It was as a soft and pressed onto her back, encouraging her to follow her path and yet a second holding her hand gently also telling her to return soon. A large smile, one she hadn't know she could make spread on her lips "I love you my love" she whispered rushing into the forest.

A ghostly figure stood at the top of the hill, right above the grave, just waving its hand before dissolving into countless white rose petals.

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A/N Yea~h s~o this was a thing…my first entry into the RWBY fandom and I just had to start with a ship that doesn't have many supporters anyway…Ah who cares.

This story is just a collection of One-Shots, all taking place either right afterward or in the timeline of this one, maybe even a flashback.

Please be kind enough to review and give feedback, I always try to improve the way I characterize the people in my stories and since RWBY is filled with colorful characters I will attempt to find ways and reasons for why I think some things have happened.

See you next time.

Yours dear,

Sha Yurigami