Yang took a deep, shaky breath. "This isn't goodbye. I don't do goodbyes." She sniffed, stepping back, gazing at Blake with tear-filled eyes. "I swear I'll find you again."

"Yeah?" Blake replied weakly, whispering, her voice breaking as she started to cry too. "How will you manage that?"

Yang closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around Blake, hugging her, simply being there with her, close to her, until everything else faded away.

"Magic."

Chapter Four: In which I built up your shipping dreams and then crushed them 😇

First off: the kiss scene. I was so nervous writing this. As mentioned in the introduction to White Rose Tea, the only other kiss I'd ever done was in Dragon Spirit.

Dragon. Flipping. Terrible. Spirit.

What if I got it wrong? What if it was really bad again? What if it ruined the rest of the fic?

After sitting on my bed for a solid half an hour, panicking, I decided to get our George de Valier's 'Besame Mucho'. That fanfic is the reason why this fanfic wasn't Dragon Spirit all over again! Without George de Valier, there would have been no kiss. He's just...amazing.

So that was a thing. And it worked rather well ^^

Then there was the whole business with that 'I'm reading a book' song XD Apparently I indirectly ruined a pair of jeans doing that. Sorry ^^'

(It's a real song by Julian Smith and it's hilarious and true and just incredible.)

And then there's the whole business with Neo, and Yang being kicked out.

😇😇😇😇😇

P&P/Jane Austen References Tally = 2
Hetalia References Tally = 6