Wolf among the sheep

Jaune schooled his features as he followed Glynda Goodwitch through a few doors to where the other teachers were apparently gathering to discuss what was going on. Apparently he had missed the entrance speech from Headmaster Ozpin, though she had explained that it didn't really matter. At the very least she had accepted his excuse as to Doctor Oobleck, he wasn't sure if it was more worrying that she had let it go so easily… he was supposed to be a support teacher for that man after all.

"Ah Mr Arc, a pleasure to see you made it." The Headmaster greeted as the two of them entered the room. Before Jaune could so much as respond to his white-haired employer, a green blur appeared in front of him, taking his hand and shaking it briefly before letting go.

"Mr Arc, my apologies for losing you I did not take into account your speed nor your lack of knowledge as to the surroundings and layout of our fine establishment and must have therefore lost track of you on one of the myriad corridors. I can assure you it will not happen again." The words rattled and mashed together similar to a car wreck, but he could make out the general gist of it and simply nodded his acceptance.

"Yes, do try to keep that in mind next time Professor Oobleck." The blonde deputy chastised as she walked past him.

"Actually it's doc-" He stopped as green eyes narrowed dangerously behind their glasses. "I mean of course! Of course!"

Huh. So it wasn't just him who was apparently terrified of the stern blonde. That was good to know.

"Well then, perhaps I should introduce you to our resident Grimm studies professor and experienced Huntsman, Professor Peter Port." Jaune turned back to Ozpin as he spoke, before looking towards a rather large man who strode purposefully over to him, giving him a hearty handshake. The teacher was wearing a dark red military jacket, and sported a rather impressive grey moustache along with thick bushy eyebrows. Despite himself, Jaune couldn't help but think the man looked quite jolly.

"Bravo, fantastic to meet such a young hunter as yourself." The man boisterously welcomed as he shook Jaune's hand. Jaune smiled back as he did his best to avoid his shoulder becoming dislocated.

"Thank you Professor Port, but I'm hardly a qualified Hunter, I never made it past training after all."

"Nonsense my boy! Hunters are created, not simply taught. Surviving in that wilderness for so long makes you more a hunter than many others I've known. And please, call me Peter." Jaune smiled back and was about to reply but for a cough of interruption from the Headmaster.

"In regard to your qualifications Mr Arc. You may want to keep those a little quiet. We have decided to say you are a fully qualified Huntsman, and to hear otherwise might cause the students to treat you differently."

"I understand, I can play along." Jaune agreed; feeling more than a little amused at the irony of keeping another secret on this matter. So now he was a fraud pretending to be a hunter-in-training who was pretending to be a qualified huntsman.

"Good. We'll move onto the next point of business then. Tomorrow we will be holding initiation, and as usual I have set out the relics in the Emerald forest." Ozpin continued to speak, while Jaune listened quietly. There was really no point butting in when he could just keep quiet and absorb whatever he could.

"What did you use as relics this year Headmaster?" The only female teacher asked with mild curiosity, while the Headmaster himself simply took another long drink from his mug.

"You will see tomorrow I'm sure. Regardless, we will be launching the students into the Emerald forest and telling them to find the temple and the relics. Whatever relic a pair brings back, will see them grouped with a matching second relic to make four man teams."

Launched? Jaune wanted to ask on that, but kept quiet. It might be some form of standardised test for all schools, and he would reveal himself if he wasn't aware of what it was. At the end of the day, satisfying his curiosity was a needless task. He would find out tomorrow with the other students.

"Who will be monitoring the teams this year?" Professor Port asked as he played with his moustache, coiling it around his finger before letting it go.

"Glynda and I shall be monitoring the teams, while Oobleck will be on hand to retrieve any students who fall unconscious in the forest. I was hoping to leave watching over the students tonight to yourself and Glynda, Peter."

Peter Port nodded in agreement, while Glynda rubbed at her forehead and muttered to herself about sleep. Jaune watched for a brief moment before cursing himself as he stepped forwards.

"I'll look after the students tonight with Peter." He spoke, causing everyone to go silent as they turned to face him. Glynda looked surprised, while Peter simply looked amused. Out of the corner of his eye, Jaune noticed Ozpin hiding a small smile behind taking a drink of his coffee. "Peter and I can handle that easily enough I believe, if you're handling initiation tomorrow then you need your rest." He directed the last part towards the blonde woman, who was still looking at him with surprisingly wide eyes, before she coughed and righted herself.

"I-I would appreciate that, if you are certain?" She looked unsure of herself as she said that, but Jaune quickly shook his head in response.

"Of course I'm sure. I'm sure Peter will help me if I run into any trouble, right?" He offered to the round man next to him, who nodded his head and patted Jaune on the back with the force of a bear striking him. Jaune staggered forwards slightly as his eyes widened, but managed to not fall over. Holy crap, that was probably going to bruise!

"Absolutely!" Peter bellowed. "Mr Arc is right, you get your rest Glynda. We can handle a bunch of rowdy students between the two of us."

"That is fine with myself. If everything is finished, we can depart?" The Headmaster offered as he swept from the room, with Oobleck following quickly afterwards. Glynda paused as she passed in front of Jaune, giving him a suspicious look before looking satisfied and simply nodding.

"Thank you Professor Port, Jaune, I appreciate the help." Before he could respond she had already vanished from the room, leaving just the two men left. Jaune turned to the older man, only to rear back at suddenly finding the teacher standing not six inches in front of him.

"My boy!" The man crowed. "Such diligence and generosity! And to achieve such closeness with Miss Goodwitch so quickly. You are beyond even a true hunter like myself."

"Closeness?" Jaune stammered in confusion, before connecting the dots in his mind. "Oh, I just asked her to call me by my first name… I hope you will too?" It felt weird to be called Mr Arc, all the time, and he had a sinking feeling it would only get worse when the students began calling him that.

"Of course my boy, as for Miss Goodwitch well…" He winked at Jaune, or rather lowered one bushy eyebrow and made a clicking noise with his tongue. "I think we've all asked her to call us by our first names, though to no avail eh? But enough of that, let's talk about what we have to do tonight, looking after young hormone driven students trapped in a room together can be tougher than fighting a grown Nevermore with your bare hands. I should know, I've done both, and got the scars from the hormone driven students to prove it!"

And thus Peter Port launched into a tale of explosions, bravery, young women and a brave sterling Adonis known only as… Peter.

~~~~~Professor Arc~~~~~

Yang couldn't help the smile that came over her lips as she listened to her younger sister ranting her frustration at having been abandoned by her earlier. It looked like her gambit to force her sister to make a friend hadn't worked quite as she had planned it. Oh it had sort of worked. In a hilarious way that was!

"And then I found out he was a teacher! I've never been so embarrassed in my life!" The cute young girl moaned as she buried her face into her arms and stifled a loud groan into the fabric of her sleeves.

"Aww, don't sweat it Rubes." Yang tried to comfort, as she patted her sister on the shoulder. "At least you made a good impression, right?" Apparently those were the wrong words as the girl came back to life, waving her arms about animatedly.

"Oh yeah, sure. Laid out in the middle of the pavement like I'd been hit by a car or something! Great first impression to make to a teacher who could have me expelled. Ughhhhhhh….."

"No one's expelling you." Yang replied with a small grin as she rubbed her sister's hair comfortingly. "And besides, it sounds like the two of you got on well enough. A friend's still a friend right?"

"I don't think it counts if he's a teacher." Ruby whined, while Yang shook her head in amusement. Yeah it really didn't count if they were teachers, but at the same time this was Ruby, and beggars couldn't be choosers. She'd rather Ruby have an old man as a friend than no friends.

"What did he look like anyway, he must be pretty short if you thought he was a student." In her mind she was imagining a small and thin guy, maybe middle aged. Ruby wasn't exactly the best when it came to noticing details, so she might have just assumed he was her age. Or well, two years above her age.

"Nuh-uh." Ruby shook her head. "He wasn't short, he was over six feet tall. But he definitely looked young, only about as old as you, and he had blonde hair too." Huh, was that so? She doubted he could be seventeen, since that would make him a student, but it wasn't impossible that he might be in his mid-twenties.

"Was he hot? What was he wearing?" To her amusement, Ruby immediately flushed red and began to stutter her denials, even as her hands clenched at her skirt. Yang's grin widened as she watched Ruby attempt to deny that he was attractive. To Yang's eyes though, it was clear. Someone has a crush! Oh I am going to milk this…

"Of course you don't fancy your teacher Rubes." She drawled, pretending she believed it. "What did he look like then, so I don't call him a student by accident."

"Okay… well he was about six foot two or three. Blonde hair coming down to above his eyes, while he wore a dark blue long coat over a silver breastplate and light blue jeans. He has bright blue eyes and wields a sword and a shield which can collapse into a sheathe."

Yang's eyes widened at the detailed description. Ruby had remembered all that, and more tellingly, had identified his weapons and remembered them. It was official. Her little sister had the hots for teacher. Letting her sister talk for a little longer, Yang strained her eyes to try and find anyone matching that description, but could only see a few guys wrestling in a rather blatant attempt to catch her attention. Seriously… such children… Like she was going to be interested in muscle-bound idiots who were acting like twelve-year olds… if they liked grappling so much then they could have each other.

"And then I tripped over this crabby girl's luggage!" Ruby whined, waving her arms at Yang, even as her own lilac eyes began to take notice of a white-haired girl walking up to them, a determined expression on her face. Yang tilted her head to the side in question.

"YOU!"

"Eep!" Ruby screamed as she leapt into Yang's arms, causing her knees to buckle as she quickly adapted to holding her sister's frame. "Oh God it's happening again!"

"Do you even realise how much danger you caused?" The white haired girl accused as she prodded a finger dangerously close to her little sister's face. Despite herself Yang felt her temper begin to flare, even as Ruby climbed out of her arms. Before she could react however, a door opening caught her attention, especially when a large round man entered with a blonde teen next to him. Yang's lilac eyes zeroed in on him instantly as her mind connected the dots. An adult here had to be a teacher… and this tall blonde guy was obviously the other teacher. This was the guy her little sister had the hots for!

She couldn't make out too many details from this distance, but he definitely looked like her sister had described, with his tall frame and messy blonde hair. She had to say he cut a rather dangerous figure, and the fact that he was apparently skilled enough to be a teacher at such a young age certainly helped his image. He seemed to be chatting with the older man, the both of them appearing to be friendly colleagues, if not good friends themselves. That made it official in her mind.

"-caused an explosion!" A shrill voice drew her attention back to the argument taking place before her, even as Ruby looked down at her feet for a moment. Oh wow, her sister really had exploded? Awesome!

"Calm down now." Yang ordered, holding back her temper now that she knew the teachers were present. Even so she took a step between the girl and Ruby just in case. "I don't know who you are bu-"

"Another idiot who doesn't know who I am?" The rude girl interrupted as she rolled her eyes in an overly dramatic manner. "I am Weiss Schnee, Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company… really do you people know nothing?"

Your name will be `casualty` if you try that again. Yang growled to herself as her eyes flared red before she forced them back to lilac. From the corner of her vision she could see the blonde teacher approaching them, no doubt drawn to the commotion. Grinning to herself she decided to get her own revenge on the little snot.

"Well maybe you and Ruby got off on the wrong foot. Why don't you try and be friends?"

"Great idea Yang, my name's Ruby. Let's be friends!" Her peppy little sister greeted as she held out a hand to be shaken. The Schnee heiress however just swung her arms sarcastically.

"Oh yeah, and we can go shopping, and paint our nails. And talk about boys like tall, blonde and scraggly." She said this while pointing at the teacher, who was now stood right behind the heiress. She sighed dramatically and span to face him, presumably giving him an evil glare. "Do you have nothing better to do than come over here and interrupt me?"

Yang's grin widened to epic proportions.

The tall man's eyes narrowed briefly, while his brows drew down in a stern expression, even while Ruby finally noticed who it was and let out a startled "eep" from beside Yang.

"Heya Professor." Yang greeted with an easy wave and a subtle emphasis on his title, causing the white-haired girl to freeze.

"Good afternoon, I hope you students are having a… calm… day?" Oh, he looked ticked alright, though definitely not at her or Ruby, which was a plus in her book. She'd had enough of teachers who seemed to just throw everyone involved into the guilty pile, even when they had seen the entire incident themselves.

"P-professor?" The white-haired heiress muttered in surprise and possibly horror as she turned to look at the young man. "You?"

"Indeed. Me." The man replied with an arched eyebrow. "I am Professor Jaune Arc of Beacon Academy. But enough about me, let's talk about you. Like how about how you're going to stop causing an argument before I have to take this any further?"

"O-of course! My apologies Professor Arc." The girl apologised quickly while curtseying in embarrassment. Yang couldn't help but stick her tongue out to spite the girl, enjoying the irritation on her face at seeing the gesture. The man's blue eyes met her own before she could retract it however, and for a moment she froze with her tongue still sticking out from between her lips, waiting for him to comment on it.

"Sis!" Ruby hissed as she elbowed Yang harshly, causing her to retract her tongue before she bit it off from the shock.

"Regardless." The man continued, sparing Yang an amused glance before turning back to the Schnee girl. "The term hasn't even started so I don't want to ruin my day with a discipline issue this quickly, why don't you find somewhere to rest."

"Of course, sir. I am so sorry!" He waved her off as the girl fled, a blush of embarrassment on her face at having been called out so early.

"Well, that's sorted." The man spoke to himself as he turned to face them. Yang felt something jostle her for a moment before she looked down to see that Ruby had half-hidden herself behind Yang. D'awwwww! She cooed in her mind.

"Are you two okay?" He asked, his voice was calmer now and the timbre of it did make Yang thing he was around their age. He must be skilled indeed to be a teacher.

"Thanks to you, yeah. Thanks for the save Prof." She grinned at the man, subtly noticing that he was a little bit taller than herself which was a nice feeling. While she liked her height, it was sometimes a bit awkward being taller than most guys.

"From what I saw, I'm not sure if I saved you or her." He replied as he looked her in the eyes for a few moments, causing a knowing grin to come to Yang's lips. Yeah she'd been close to just smacking the little girl. "Outside of lessons please feel free to call me Jaune, Professor makes me feel quite old."

"Sure thing, Jaune." She whispered his name out in a sultry manner as she stepped away from her sister and placed a hand flat on the man's upper chest. Her lilac eyes looked into his, hoping to see some kind of blush or similar, but instead he simply raised an eyebrow. "My name's Yang Xiao-Long, but you can call me Yang. I hear you know my sister Ruby."

"We've met yes. Thank you for keeping me company earlier Ruby."

"No problem." The smaller girl whispered back as she waved shyly at him. Yang watched his face carefully, but was pleased to see just a small amount of confusion in his eyes, rather than any lecherous expression. It seemed he hadn't realised that Ruby liked him, which was probably for the best. Even so, she'd best get his attention away from Ruby before he did catch on. While she was keen to tease Rubes to high Heaven about this, she didn't want the guy to notice and maybe take advantage of her cute sibling.

"Hmmm… so you helped out my little sister too? I think that deserved a reward…" She let the last bit trail off as she stepped closer to him, only a few scant inches between her breasts and his chest as she looked up into his face. To her surprised delight the man simply raised a single eyebrow as he looked down on her.

"I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about Miss Xiao-Long." The man whispered back as he smiled and leaned towards her, before turning and walking slowly away, not once looking back at her stunned expression.

Smooth, confident, and he knew how to play the game? Oh yeah… she was going to have fun with this one! School had just become that much more interesting.

Now if only Ruby would stop kicking the back of her legs angrily.

~~~~~Professor Arc~~~~~

Jaune kept his eyes firmly locked forwards as he forced his wobbly legs to carry him away from Ruby and her… sister. Her older sister, her much more developed sister. Good Gods, that woman… he didn't know whether he was supposed to be scared or aroused, but he definitely knew which one he was feeling.

Down boy! DOWN! He begged within his mind, thanking his new coat for being able to hide his lower body from view. Sure it was a biological reaction, but he was fairly sure teachers weren't supposed to pitch a tent when talking to their students. Then again, students weren't meant to flirt so blatantly with their teachers either.

And there was the other problem. A girl had flirted with him! A drop-dead sexy girl who was surely so far out of his league it wasn't funny. And he couldn't do anything about it – because she was his student!

Gahhhh! His mind screamed in agony. If only he'd got in as a student he might have had a chance, for God's sake, why was life so unfair!? Instead he'd been forced to turn tail and flee from her advances, a move which had probably really impressed her. Yep, guy runs away from flirting. Very sexy.

He'd just wanted to help out his new friend Ruby… though that friendship was probably going to be tenuous now, judging by how the girl had acted. Peter had agreed, saying Jaune should show his authority to stop the argument from coming to blows.

So he'd steeled his nerves wandered over just in time to hear himself being insulted… and almost crapped himself when the white-haired girl had given him a glare cold enough to freeze his lungs.

At least I managed to force something out… and it seemed to work. Which was a miracle in and of itself. Honestly, it looked more like the girl was trying to avoid getting in trouble, but it still meant he had solved the problem like a teacher would. And if he had to rely on threats of detention to get his point across? Well, that was fine with him.

As long as he never had to handle the detention itself… Maybe that was left to Miss Goodwitch? That would certainly convince the students never to get a detention again.

"Well handled my boy." Peter congratulated as Jaune finally made his way back to the wall the large man was leaning against, accepting a cup of coffee handed to him. Taking a deep sip, he was surprised to note just how nice the coffee at Beacon was.

"I didn't really do anything." Jaune waved the compliment away, but was secretly pleased to have confirmation that he was doing things like he was supposed to. One of the tips on Glynda's cheat sheet had been to never show fear or uncertainty in front of a student, and it had seemed to work wonders here. "But at least it was sorted out."

"Indeed lad. And the important thing is that the students learn who you are, and what you are." That was a good point he supposed, and again he was pleasantly surprised by how intelligent the large man actually was. "Looks like the kids are getting ready for bed." He added, pointing his mug in a direction that Jaune followed.

Ughh…. And had his mind instantly let out a tortured death whine at seeing the creamy white legs of a redheaded woman changing into her pyjamas, right at the moment she bent over, granting him a perfect image of her toned rear and black underwear. It's official… I'm doomed.

His blue eyes trailed a little further, seeing a few other young, and very fit, girls slipping into sleeping clothes. Oh, nothing was really shown bar the brief flashes of underwear… but it was enough to keep his attention locked. It didn't surprise him in the least that he caught a few other guys watching along with him.

"I-is it wise to have guys and girls change in front of each other like this!?" Jaune stuttered out with a loud gulp as he forced more coffee down his throat, and importantly cut off his vision with the dark liquid and bright white mug.

"Ho? Well this is as much a test as the initiation my boy. A hunter must be disciplined. There is a reason the two of us are here after all." Jaune coughed loudly as the man slapped another bear paw into his back, drawing someone nearby people's attention to the pair. A few students pointed at him before turning to their fellows, no doubt trying to figure out who he was. He supposed they would learn sooner or later. "I suppose some of these students are close to your age aren't they my boy. Don't let Glynda catch you looking." The man added as he laughed loudly at Jaune's expense.

Oh Gods… he could just imagine if Glynda Goodwitch caught him flirting with a student or similar, that was probably so far against the rules that she would skin him alive and use him as a tapestry for her office.

"I can control my hormones if I have to." Jaune replied, in what was possible the biggest falsehood he had told since arriving, especially considering what said hormones were doing right at this moment. Calm… it will be easier when this is over and they have their own rooms…

Please sir… I'm late on my homework… perhaps you could accept something else…

"-aune. Jaune!? You there my boy?" A voice broke into his daydream as he shook his head and turned to look at his fellow professor.

"Heh?" He answered back stupidly, hoping he wasn't bleeding from his nose like a poor quality anime character or something.

"I said `it looks like your group is acting up again,` you might want to sort them out." Jaune followed the man's gaze to see that once again Ruby, Yang and the white-haired girl were shouting at one another. Though this time they were doing so beside a wall where a black-haired girl with a bow was resting.

"Again?" Jaune simply whined as he pushed himself off the wall. Beside him, Peter snorted in amusement.

"It's difficult to quell the spirits of a huntress-in-training. Though sometimes we must try for the sake of peace. Remember my boy, they have claws!"

"Sure. If I look like I'm about to die come help me." Jaune sighed back, smiling as he got a short laugh from the man. It was strange to imagine that out of a room full of teenagers his own age, he was becoming fast friends with a man who looked to easily be over forty.

"I was always on your side!" Ruby shouted loudly as Jaune approached, taking a few quick moments to address the scene. It literally was the exact same culprits again, though they were now dressed in revealing night clothes. Thank God for Ruby, who was simply dressed in a cute pair of pyjama bottoms and a tank top. He keenly made sure to keep his eyes away from the blonde haired girl's legs, though he noticed her lips twist into an evil smirk when saw him approaching. Though whether that was because she could tease him, or just because he was about to tell the white-haired girl off again was uncertain.

"Okay-okay. Break it up ladies." He instructed as he casually walked between the four of them, though one was hardly a combatant, buried in her book as she was.

Once again the white-haired girl's eyes widened in sudden fear at seeing him, and her mouth shut with a loud click as she waited to be told off. Jaune sucked in a breath and let it out in a long sigh. He really didn't want to be telling someone off twice in a single night, when they hadn't been to any lessons yet… he was going to get a bad reputation at this rate.

"I don't know who started this." He instead spoke to all of them, making sure to look into Ruby's eyes as she cast her gaze down in slight shame. The white-haired girl did the same, though she looked to the side awkwardly. The blonde demon simply shuffled on her feet a little, but still grinned challengingly as he looked into her eyes. The final girl still didn't look up from her book, apparently happy to assume he wasn't telling her off.

Well… she was right, he supposed.

"But I am finishing it. I win, everyone loses. Go to sleep." Jaune was surprised to hear a few muffled giggles from people around them at his words, even as the three being told off blushed a little. The white-haired one was the first to leave, nodding respectfully at Jaune before storming away in definite anger. He hoped he hadn't made an enemy there.

Ruby at least was easier to read. She looked up at him uncertainly, and he eased her concern by giving her a quick smile and a small shrug back to her, as if to say sorry, it's my job. She seemed to understand him, nodding and smiling as she wandered back to her sleeping area.

"Heh, I'll win next time prof." Yang quipped as she winked at him salaciously before wandering after her sister, though he definitely noticed the swaying of her rear in her tight sleeping shorts. God damn…

Finally he turned to the quiet girl who was sat against the wall, noticing for the first time that she was wearing a sleeping yukata that left her long legs free to his vision. And what nice legs those are- NO! BAD!

Seriously though… did she have to sit with her legs propped up like that, as if tempting him to try and follow the curves up towards-

"It will be lights out soon, I would find a place to stop." He instead interrupted himself before his mind and eyes could lead him into any further trouble. For the first time the girl turned her attention away from her book, meeting his eyes with bright yellow orbs that caught him off guard for a moment. What an unusual colour…

"Thank you." She spoke simply, her voice soft but pleasant. Jaune simply smiled back and nodded before walking away.

Frankly, he couldn't wait to get this night over so he could stop being taunted by all these beautiful girls in their night clothes… why couldn't they wear something more conservative!? Like his onesie…