Author's note:

I never had any ongoing Ladybug stories and I always thought what would be a good plot for one. In the end, I decided that instead of looking for a bigger plot I would just make a series without any bigger plot, outside of the romance element. With each chapter being its own little thing that would slowly build up.

Blake fixed her bag. It was a simple over your shoulder bag, nothing special or fancy. The bag was being a nuisance for a long time now and while she got used to having to fix it constantly whenever she walked, it didn't stop from annoying her. The issue? The strap loosened up, making the bag end up extremely low, next to her leg. That, for some reason, made the bag constantly shift forward and thus made her kick it with her thigh whenever she walked. The catch in this situation wasn't that the bag was broken. It was… Well, no longer brand new. Far from it. Although considering her current situation, the second year in college, she didn't believe it was already a year since she enrolled. Yet this bag reminded her of that. A gift from her parents. Tidy, practical and most importantly spacious. Since there was no issue with the bag, what else could be wrong? As odd as it might sound, the issue was Blake herself. It was simple laziness that never made her fix that strap. It was always there, reminding her of this simple solution, yet she never seemed to reach out. More content in lingering in this awful situation. Most likely till someone else fixes it for her. While bitter, it made certain memories surface each and every time. This bag marked a new life for her but also was a constant reminder of the life she tried to shed away. After all, that was the point of even wanting to change from backpack to a bag like this.

"What's with you being all quiet today Blakey?" Yang turned around, deciding it was both safe and proper to walk backward as her eyes carefully scanned the black-haired girl with her lilac eyes.

"Speechless that you invited me over, team ace taking her precious time to spend time with an average girl like me?" Blake couldn't help but smirk at her teasing. Yang simply rolled her eyes and spun again to walk normally once more.

"Har har, we were friends before I even knew I would join the team, so your joke is simply put, wrong." Yang nodded at her own words. Maybe the term friends weren't correct, not from Blake's perspective, but it was true that Yang did pester her even before things ended up as they were now. Pester was the right word since the girl was being, at least at the time, obnoxious in her social attempts. Although that was a subjective view after all Blake was trying to isolate herself inside her shell after the events that occurred in her high school days. As such, they ended up in a weird spot with their relationship which did eventually end up as being friends. Maybe even best friends.

Yang previously said that she didn't live too far from school hence why she walked on foot. Of course, Blake should have known that for Yang that meant something completely different than for her. It took them thirty minutes to get to the street that Yang lived at, let alone to her actual house. Speaking of, it seemed that she lived in one of the many terraced houses, as the entire street was filled with identical small houses, while some tried to stand out with different coloring of the walls and roof, most of them were made out of red brick with a dark roof. All of them were two stories tall.

It sure seemed better than her place. Not that she disliked it. Well, that depends which place, her real home or the currently rented condo. Although both were nice, she preferred the latter. If only to get away from her parents. Not that they did anything bad, far from it. If anything they were a bit too protective.

"Here we are! The Yang castle awaits you." Yang opened the gate before her and bowed as she pointed towards the door with her arm.

Blake simply rolled her eyes moving in the direction which Yang pointed her at. She heard the blonde girl close shut the gate behind them and catch up to her to open the door to her house. "Come on in, throw your coat wherever, same with the bag." Yang had enough time to say that before a small creature, a dog creature, ran out of one of the rooms to greet her. "Hey, Zwei." The blonde grinned as she knelled to pet the dog.

Blake grew stiff at the sight of the small Corgy. It's not that she was afraid of dogs. Not dogs like this, but she… Disliked them. "You didn't mention you had a dog." She said, trying to sound as neutral as possible considering the circumstances.

"I didn't? Well, then you're in for a sweet surprise!" Yang exclaimed excitedly as she picked the small dog up and presented it to her. "Meet Zwei! The bestest dog there is." She said with a grin.

Sadly for Blake, the best dog still meant dog. "R-Right, you can put him down now." She forced a nervous smile.

"He's super friendly." Yang continued as she got closer while still holding the creature in her arms.

"Yang it's fine, I believe you." She muttered, but as the girl got closer, Blake found herself cornered. "Yang enough! Stop!" She finally raised her voice which seemed to work as Yang took a step back, shocked at her reaction. The dog seemed confused, was it by her reaction or just by this situation as a whole, Blake wasn't sure. She was just glad that the distance between them grew.

"What's up? Wait, you're not allergic to dog fur or something, right?" The blonde frowned.

"I'm… I am." She nodded, her first instinct was, to tell the truth, but she stopped herself just in time. This was a lie, but regardless she didn't want to be anywhere near that thing, and explaining herself would simply make Yang very persistent. Which, in this case, would not work as it did previously.

"You never said anything." Yang said and let a small sigh. "Sorry little buddy, guess you'll have to sit this one out." She said as she settled the dog down to the ground.

"You never said you had a dog so I never mentioned my allergy." Blake replied, waiting in her corner till the dog would leave her sight, not trusting it one bit.

Zwei, as that was the dog's name, seemed to be upset over this, as his ears went down and he started to whimper. "Aw don't be like that, it's not your fault and nothing we can do about. We'll go for a run later, how about that?" Yang grinned as she tried to cheer the creature up, did Yang assume it understood her? Perhaps, as it seemed to momentarily regain its previous mood, letting out a bark. Although Blake suspected that it was simply attention that caused it. Still, the small thing scampered away.

"What's all this yelling about?" Another voice asked one that Blake didn't recognize. It's owner slowly walking down the stairs.

"Hey Rubes, thought you weren't home yet. Anyway, we'll have a guest for our movie night, you don't mind right?" Yang asked with a smile as she thumbed at Blake. "Blake, meet my younger sister, Ruby."

"Hey." Blake took the opportunity to compose herself before offering a small wave. Ruby, as she now learned her name, froze on the stairs as she spotted her. It took her a second or two before she awkwardly waved back, smiling nervously.

"W-Wait, you mean she'll be here for the movies?" The younger girl blinked in surprise as if it just now occurred to her what Yang said earlier.

"If it's a bother..." Blake began, making it clear what she was implying. She wouldn't want to make someone uncomfortable by just being there. She liked when people kept their distance with her, as such she was well aware of how it could affect others.

"Oh come on Rubes, first the Zwei thing and now you acting like that, she'll think we're the least kind folks around." Yang crossed her arms, sounding plenty annoyed.

"Wait, Zwei thing? What happened to Zwei?" Ruby frowned, the mention of the dog creature made the younger girl frown, momentarily forgetting there was someone else, someone she wasn't familiar with in front of her.

"Nothing bad, I'll explain later. Anyway, you don't mind right?" The blonde asked with a grin.

"Huh? Oh the movie thing, s-sure, she can join us." Ruby replied and quickly moved down the stairs only to disappear in one of the rooms. "But uh I don't think we have enough snacks for one more person." She called out.

"That's fine I don't really..." Blake began but was quickly interrupted by the much louder voice of Yang who was yelling at her sister in the other room.

"Oh, that's fine since I didn't even have the chance to undress I'll just borrow your bike and grab a few! You show Blake around." She called out and turned around to head towards the door, sending Blake a grin.

"What?! Wait, Yang! Don't..."

SLAM

"...leave me." Ruby muttered to herself as she was too late. Blake didn't pay much attention to her words, still a bit shocked from the sound of the door slamming shut just next to her.

She let a small sigh, smiling some as she glanced at Yang's younger sister. The girl in question looked at her nervously, as if deciding what to do… Or maybe trying to keep herself from not doing something she would like to do at the moment, run away.

Ruby, since that was her name, was a tiny bit shorter, with dark, brown hair which turned slightly red at the tips of her bangs. She kept it short but otherwise messy, Blake assumed it was on purpose if only to not judge. Wearing a black hoodie with some elaborated logo she didn't recognize and gray sweatpants, Blake might have had an issue to recognize her as Yang's sister. It was the voice that made it clear Ruby wasn't, in fact, her younger brother.

Still, that being said Blake liked to wear random things at her place as well and it seemed that this girl had no idea she would be coming over… Speaking of which this silence did last for a bit now and it would get extremely awkward if Yang managed to get back before this weird stalemate was resolved. "I'm Blake since Yang's introduction was pretty one-sided." Not sure if she should offer her hand, in the end, she decided to just wave, considering how nervous the other girl already was.

"R-Right, right. I'm Ruby, but you already know that." The younger girl cleared her throat. "Come in, so um what happened with Zwei? Yang mentioned something?" The girl asked as she waved her hand to invite Blake in.

"I'm allergic to dog fur and Yang was very persistent to shove." She paused taking a deep breath to not say something that could hurt Ruby's feelings. "Zwei as close as possible." As she answered she followed Ruby. It seemed that the first room to the left was a kitchen, slightly further in, to the right, was the living room and their destination. With a big couch and a large flat TV, it was a pretty obvious spot to be at considering this was supposed to be a movie night? Wait, since when did Blake agree to be part of movie night?

"Aw, that sucks. Zwei is the best dog, but there's no helping it huh?" While the girl seemed to relax a bit when it came to talking, Blake could still see how mechanical her movement was. As if she was afraid to do something that was outside of some norm. The type of movement where you became self-aware of your own body, making it quite odd to move around.

"There's not." Blake shook her head as they both sat on the aforementioned couch. Once more there was silence between them. This time she wasn't sure what to say to move the topic forward. While she didn't feel nervous when meeting new people, she simply wasn't very… Expressive. Perhaps it's what made her and Yang's friendship working, the fact it didn't feel awkward to just sit in silence whenever nothing important was discussed… And then the fact that Yang was expressive for both of 'em.

"Do you… I mean I'll get us something to drink." Without waiting for her answer, Ruby jumped off the couch and rushed to the kitchen. Blake once more didn't even have a chance to say anything. In a way she was similar to Yang, they were living together after all. She knew what was coming next, this happened from time to time with the blonde. As she started to tap her finger against her leg, it took but five of such taps before the younger girl rushed back in. "W-What would you like to have?"

There it was, acting without thinking. In this case, apter was to say that it was not thinking it entirely through. Blake had to keep herself from smiling, not wanting to scare the girl any more than she already was. Although that was a weird thought. To scare someone with a smile. "What do you have?" While she usually had two answers for a similar question, either tea or water, she didn't want to disclose this too quickly. It was to keep any kind of conversation going. Any meaningful conversation if that made sense.

"Huh? Oh! Um, some orange soda, cola. We have some hot chocolate and I guess tea and coffee." The girl counted on her fingers, her silver eyes glancing at the ceiling as she tried to remember all the choices. "Although don't pick tea or coffee, I wouldn't know how to make it for you. In a way, for you to enjoy it, that is." Ruby smiled sheepishly as she rubbed the back of her neck. Blake never thought about it, but it was true. Tea always tasted differently and it only really tasted good in a few places, the home was one of them.

"How do you make it yourself?" Blake wasn't sure if she was just making small talk or if she really was curious.

"Do what?" Ruby blinked, not sure what Blake was referring to.

"Tea or… Coffee I guess." The black-haired girl shrugged.

"Tea I just pour some hot water and bury it under a mountain of sugar." It was Ruby's turn to shrug. "As for coffee I uh… I don't really drink that stuff. When I have to-it's basically Cream with sugar. As much as possible before it stops being considered coffee."

Blake pouted her lips as she tried to remember if she ever saw Yang drink any kind of caffeine. "Is it your dad's?"

Ruby crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. Blake wondered if the girl was getting annoyed with her or was it just something she found comfortable. She decided the latter was more plausible. Why? Because if anything, Ruby seemed to relax a bit in her presence over this strange drink topic. "Coffee? Yeah, mostly. There's one more person that drinks it around here, but since they don't visit that often, it's mostly dad."

"Your boyfriend?" It came out of nowhere and even after the fact Blake bit her tongue. Was she curious, did she not care enough to control her tongue or was she simply, on some subconscious level, toying with this girl's feelings? There was no answer, nor any kind of hint that could lead her towards any of these options. She simply asked a stupid question as if out of some weird reflex.

It was to no surprise that Ruby's eyes went wide in shock. Her face wrinkled itself in an odd disgusted frown. Luckily for Blake, the reason differed from what she thought was the case. "What?! No! Ew, as if I would ever walk into a relationship. I'm fine as I am, besides Yang's older and she's still single so I'm fine." Her face relaxed and the younger girl let out a small sigh. "It's for my tutor. Well, a tutor and a friend. She likes to drink that."

It was an odd reaction to her, in context, stupid question. Still, it was strangely satisfying, and while the reasoning for it was different, she too found relationship tiring. Especially after her last one. Seeing as she didn't yet cross any lines with her and quite entertained by her answers and reactions, Blake decided to shrug any kind of guilt off her shoulders. "I'll have whatever you're having." Was her final answer.

"Sure thing, I'll be right back." Ruby nodded. Would she stress over the drink choice because of her? Blake wasn't sure but the other girl came back with two glasses filled with dark sizzling liquid, settling it on the short coffee table located between the couch and the big TV. Her amber eyes hang on the glass for a longer bit. Maybe too long. "Is something wrong? I can still get you something else." Hearing her voice, Blake focused her gaze on the girl, offering a small smile to reassure the girl.

"It's fine, I just rarely have it nowadays, any kind of soda that is." Blake reached for the glass, the temperature of the drink already sunk into the glass, making it cold in her palms. "Once you live by yourself you figure out water and tea are the cheapest way to go about life." Perhaps healthy should be input somewhere in that sentence, but she assumed that Ruby wasn't as focused on that part of life. Not yet at least.

"Makes sense even if it sounds awful." Ruby scrunched her nose at that. "Living on tea alone. I don't mind tea but just that? No thank you."

"You can substitute it with water." Blake shrugged and let go of the glass before even lifting it.

Ruby simply shook her head. "I don't really like water, the best I can do is flavored ones"

"You get used to it." Was Blake's response. Not a very good response since it abruptly ended the topic at hand, thus creating more silence.

The silence was one of those things that had two definitions. Book definition and one commonly understood. The silence was lack of sound, plain and simple. Which wasn't exactly correct when you think about it more commonly. Blake could never fully put it into words. It was lack of any loud sounds and sounds that you had to pay attention for. Whispering to one another was not silence. Yet a classroom filled with students all filling out a test, with a clock ticking in the background, with the sound of multiple pens scratching against paper. That was, in most ways, considered silence.

Blake liked silence and that made it a pleasant topic to think about. It allowed her to focus on something different than her thoughts. When it came to more than just one person, there were two types of silence. The comfortable one and uncomfortable one. It was very clear and easy to understand classification. The comfortable one was pretty easy to explain. It was silence without expectations. One where you could relax to the sound of whatever activity you and other people did. The uncomfortable meant some kind of expectations. It could be one person, both people if it was just two of them or a few if it was a group. Blake hated it. She hated being forced to come up with pointless topics to discuss. Weather, school, grades or worse, gossips and such. She liked to discuss things, share opinions. It wasn't that she didn't like to talk at all. She simply saw the clear line that divided the meaningful topics and pointless chatter.

"Yang's taking her sweet time huh?" It didn't work well for the younger girl, as Ruby's voice had once more this strange undertone of nervousness in it.

Blake felt responsible for how Yang's sister felt. Why? She wasn't sure. Maybe because she was older? Maybe. "She is." Blake nodded and stifled a sigh that wanted to escape her lips. "Since we're waiting for her, how about telling me what we'll be watching?"

"Yang didn't tell you?" Ruby frowned. "Wait, don't answer, she didn't." The younger girl shook her head. "It's like her to do things like this."

"Skipping on steps she finds unimportant?" Blake chuckled at that.

"That's one way to put it." Ruby simply sighed and stood up, heading towards the TV or rather the small glass shelf underneath it. From there she took out three DVD boxes. "We'll watch "Chasing Death" the first three movies that is." Ruby announced excitedly.

Chasing death sounded familiar. Although it was no secret, at least to people that spent some time around her, that Blake wasn't much for this type of media. Books, stories, comics even, since she could digest them at her own speed. Movies were a type of media that had a set time and it required a bit more than owning a book or a phone with internet access. Although one could argue that movies could be watched on one's phone, there was still the fact that it was hard to digest it at your own speed.

"Aren't there like eight already?" Blake tilted her head, even if she disliked it, living in this day and age it was hard to escape advertisements. That was the highest number she associated with that specific title.

"Yep, there was a marathon on the TV last weekend, me and Yang caught only the last two, so we decided to rewatch all of them from the start since it seemed fun." Ruby explained as she went back to her seat. Placing the DVD boxes between their drinks, as she grabbed her glass to take a sip of the sizzling concoction. "I actually looked it up and while the series starts as a horror, later on, it evolves into an action flick. Or devolves, depending on who you ask." Ruby shrugged.

Blake nodded as she listened. Not that she particularly cared, but she had to pay attention to fish out details she could later ask about. This was yet another annoying thing of having to keep up a conversation, effort. Putting effort into things wasn't bad, far from it. Blake understood it. It was effort being put into something she considered pointless, that made her dislike it. "You're a movie buff then?"

"Me? Nah, I just enjoy things that catch my attention. For example..." That was the last word that Blake could comprehend. Well, that was a lie. She understood the words, but she has had terms and names thrown at her that she couldn't, even if she wanted to, put into any context. There was just the pure, raw energy that emanated from the younger girl now. Which was refreshing and endearing. She wouldn't mind having some common topic with her if she put this much energy into all things she enjoyed.

Not wanting to just stare and nod, she reached for her own glass, forgetting what she was drinking in the first place, she took a bit too big of a sip. Her mouth was bombarded with sugar, the fizzling sensation overcame her tongue and she had to put some small effort into not either spitting it out or pushing it down in one big gulp. She felt her eyes tear up slightly at that. She disliked intense sensations. Although even she herself came to a simple conclusion in regards to those, she was simply afraid of them. It felt overwhelming, no matter good or bad. It was easy to explain not wanting to feel the bad, as any amount of bad was… Well, bad. The good? The good felt… Too good. As if she could get addicted to it, no longer being able to enjoy other, smaller things. It was stupid of course, to some degree, but she never felt like it was anything bad.

The sound of doors shutting broke her train of thought as well as silenced the younger girl. Both of them glanced towards the door, amongst which Yang appeared, holding two bags in her hands. "Hey! Sorry that it took so long, I stumbled upon some folks from my team and since someone was running late they asked me to fill in for them till they get there." She announced with a sheepish smile.

It was one of those moments where Blake couldn't hold her annoyance.

"Yang!"

Blake paused as she blinked. The reason being that it wasn't just her voice calling after the blonde. As she glanced at Ruby, their eyes meet. As the realization hit them both, she could see the cheeks of the younger girl grow red and she could swear she felt her face heat up as well.

"Uh, glad you two found a common wavelength. I'll take those to the kitchen, unpack and we can start!" Paying little mind to their reaction, both the yell and what came after, Yang simply walked off towards, what Blake assumed, had to be the kitchen.

"I-I'll help her out, to make it faster." Ruby mumbled as she quickly got up and ran out of the room.

Blake? She simply let out a deep sigh. She once wondered if Yang was one of her kind or maybe she simply was one of her kind. It turns out the latter was the right answer.

This was how she meet Yang's younger sister.

Author's note 2:

I feel very awkward writing animals, but that was not the reason to make Blake react the way she did nor for me wanting to find a reason to write him out. He will be part of the story, worry not. Too often I ignore his existence.

Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed it, even if it was just a small prologue.