The Wilted Rose

Chapter 9: Uncovered

Mantle

8:45 AM

3 Years to the fall

Y/n pov

Weiss: My name is Weiss Schnee. Its a pleasure to finally meet the boy in the red mask.

My mind grinded to a halt. How could I even begin to process this turn of events? The girl of my dreams, literally, is standing before me. Not only that but she KNEW me. Does that meant that she also dreamed of me? I couldn't fathom it.

Y/n: ...My name is Y/n Todd, The pleasure is mine... Did you have the dreams too?

Weiss looked a bit taken aback at my question. I assumed that she did. I was a nobody and she a heiress. how could she possibly know me?

Weiss: I have. I take it you have them too?

Y/n: Yeah. I've wondered for years if you were real or if I would ever meet you.

Weiss giggled.

Weiss: I wondered the same thing. Though, you do look a little different than in the dream.

Y/n: Really? How so?

Weiss: For starters, the mask is different.

She gestured to the mask hanging on my hip.

Y/n: Its broken, so I'm using this until its repaired.

Weiss: You also had a scar that ran from your left eye down your cheek.

Y/n: Funny you should mention scars. In my dreams you had a scar that ran from above your left eye and down your cheek.

Klein: Ahem, if I may, from what I've heard. Can I assume that your this dream boy she's been so enamored with?

Weiss: Klein! *Blush*

I laughed a little at that. Her face was as red as my mask. It looked absolutely adorable. She turned back to me with a pout which made it even harder to keep a straight face.

Weiss: I'm not enamored with you, I'm just curious why you kept showing up in my dreams, you dolt.

....I'm absolutely sure that's all it is...

Y/n: *Chuckles* Yeah, I guess I am. I've been dreaming of her too.

Kleins eyes then turn green, which shocked the hell out of me. It was like he was a completely different person. Not gonna lie, it was a bit unnerving. Maybe it was part of his semblance or something.

Klein: Then its a pleasure to meet you, young man. We were just speaking of you.

Weiss just blushed even deeper. It was frankly amazing that someone could even get to that shade of red. I wondered if this was ok, talking to her. What if the wrong people saw us speaking. My plan to save her and her family would fail before it would really start.

Y/n: ...Why don't we sit and talk over our cake. There's actually something important that I need to tell you. But before we get to the heavy stuff, why don't we get to know each other a bit.

Weiss: Of course!

Fuck it, I'm already in this deep. I should warn her. Maybe if her and Klein knows about the circumstances, they can come up with proper countermeasures. Or at the very least, a plan to buy time while I work. I just hope that this isn't a mistake.