8

"Seriously guys, I'm fine now." Despite her words, Yang looked anything but, the corners of her eyes were red and puffy. The members of her team looked to her worry still clear and didn't that just make her feel that much worse. The members of (J)NPR looked to the scene conflicted… While they knew it wasn't the Yang before them that'd done it… what real difference was there between the two.

In the end it all came down to little more than circumstance… Had the same happened in their world, Nora looked down conflicted while Ren ever the calm and collected reminded himself of just that. Pyrrha though, Pyrrha looked to Yang, a tinge of rage and resentment still aflamed but quickly being smothered by guilt…

Was this what these views had to show her, the sight of Jaune suffering because of other's choice! First Weiss, now Yang! What was next! Who would hurt him, betray him or turn on him? The thought of seeing such worlds, of possibly holding something against one of her precious friends made her shudder…

She hated this… But at the same time, she saw a benefit to it all, to be aware of Yang's anger, a lesson even the brawler seemed to understand. Was she a horrible person for thinking that made them having to witness that view was alright… As if to her minds rescue a hand landed on her shoulder and when she looked up she found Jaune giving her a sympathetic look.

"You okay?" She looked away, grabbing at her arm, how could she be okay… Still.

"I'll be fine… Just please tell me the next view won't be so cruel…"

He looked to Jinn conveying something in his gaze and sadly she shook her head making him bite his lip, he didn't want her to have to see it but it was inevitable…

"I'm sorry… But the next view might just be the hardest to se-"

"~Now now now, hold your horses my big grumpy counterpart~" everyone froze in place at the voice, familiar and yet quite off. Ruby blinked confused but spoke the words on everyone's mind.

"Jaune?"

"Hey hey hey that's my old calling card Rubooty." A pop like bubble wrap filled the room as a figure formed right beside Jaune. His body was covered head to toe in a completely yellow and black jumpsuit. Complete with a mask that was partially sown into the outfit. Jaune looked to the man his face paling.

"Oh Oum dammit not you again!"

"Uh VB, who's the nerd in a onesie?" The man turned to her.

"Whoa, I'm hurt jugs, really… truly, you can't recognize me?"

"Uh… no, sorry man… HEY! Wait What Did You Call Me!?" Ignoring her the man flashed out.

"Nya!" Everyone turned to Blake, or to be more precise just above her as the yellow-clad figure played with her bow, or to be more precise the ears beneath. The Faunus herself shifted about as her eyes went lidded form his attentive rubs along the small furry bundles of nerves.

"Man oh man, I haven't seen you melt into my ear rubs like this our first threesome with Katt… Or was it Sun… Eh, details smeetails."

"Let her go!" Yang rocketed forward at the man her fist cocked, hair a mess of golden flames and eyes redder than the fieriest pit of hell.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" And yet she hit nothing as the man vanished appearing behind Neo much to the petite killer's shock as he lifted her up and placed her one his lap. Towards anyone else they would've earned immediate death and yet in the few movements he gave she felt it, the overwhelming pressure, her experience of his movements and her intuition screaming for her not to resist as only death would follow. Whoever this man was he was a killer far more experienced and trained than she was.

"Is that anyways to greet an old friend Top Heavy Prime?" Yang glared.

"Who are you!?"

"Huh? Oh right, guess it is a little hard to tell with the mask huh? Well then allow me to introduce myself." Again he vanished form sight reappearing right before the brawler, a smile on his masked face as he presented his hand to her.

"I'm your friendly Neighborhood Jaunepool"

"Wait! Your Arc!"

"That's what I said Frosty Tits and don't you forget it." Weiss blinked confused much like the rest except one Jaune who slapped his face.

"The hell are you doing here… Please tell me you haven't decided to crash another viewing of mine…"

"Nah… Well… Hmm? That could be fun-"

"Oh no! Gods Dammit no! Not again! It's bad enough I couldn't filter the more adult viewings I'm not dealing with a sociopath like you on top of that!" The members of his team and RWBY looked to the older Arc surprised to see him so irritated towards the man before him. Crocea Mors already drawn towards the Interloper. And yet despite that he seemed none at all worried.

"Hey now chill, is that anyway to talk to your favorite counterpart?" Crocea shook in his grip.

"You are not my favorite! The only us worse than you are the literal murderers, Grimmified and psychotic!"

"Ow, that hurt… Have a heart man. At least I'm not that nutcase in the green pointy hat… Who even craves hands?" The Veteran Arc pinched his brow.

"Every minute with you is like taking a drill to the brain…" Seeing that this would go nowhere Jinn decided to speak up.

"Excuse me Jaunepool."

"Jinn! How's my favorite Giant Lady doing!?… Though I guess you sorta Chibi right now, let's fix that!" Without warning the man pulled out an object from seemingly nowhere, it glowed with otherworldly light. A power ancient and unfathomable mere mortals understanding and yet looking at it Weiss could only think one thing.

"What are you holding!?"

"Hmm? Whatever do you mean Frosty Tits?"

"What do I mean!? What do you think I mean!? Why are you holding a marital aid!?"

"Hmm? A Marital what now?" Blake coughed her legs still a bit jelly-like from the apparent Arc's expert strokes of her ears.

"I think she means the dildo your holding…"

"Oh… Yeah well you see my Relic can take the shape of whatever I want, so I figured hey what's something I'm use to holding with care and well…" Pyrrha's face brightened the deepest shade of red as she understood.

"S-so you based it off your…"

Is that what Jaune's looks like!?

"You bet'cha! Though personally, most have gotten use to calling it by its brand name, Oum knows Nora has made a mint off this glorious piece of anatomy of ours."

"Wait what did Jaune-Jaune say?"

"It's dubbed the Arc's Arc. But most just call it the Fifth Relic of Continuity… Boring!"

"Kill me…"

"Aww, don't be such a downer man, we should be celebrating! After all I'm here and my first order of business is to have our thicc Genie back!" Pointing the magical Dildo her way it up firing its warm glow in Jinn's direction. A flash of light and power surged from the Avatar of knowledges form and upon the rays of light lessening her form was revealed once more to her normal giant size.

"Oh mama yes! Three cheers for Giant Ladies!"

"How did he?" Jaune covered his face giving up on the hope of stopping this from continuing, especially with the way Jinn was smiling at being back to her full figure.

Best to just give up and let him bore himself…

He looked to the Merc for Hire and sighed.

"So what do you want?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

I want to kill him…

"~That would be a form of suicide~"

"What you can read mind now too?"

"Nope, I've just pissed off enough people to recognize that look."

"'Sigh' Of course you have… Anyways I know you. Oum knows you've crashed enough viewing to where I'm familiar with your particular brand of batshit insane-"

"Swear Jar!" Jaune chuckled at Ruby's words.

"Last I checked the jar wasn't here so-"

'Poof'

Suddenly from out of nowhere a jar appeared leaving Jaune to look to Jaunepool who skipped its way putting in several dozen lien himself.

"Consider this an advance payment." The lien disappeared into the glass containing dumping off into the actual jar beside the Reaper's bed proving the extent of the Merc's reality-warping properties.

"Anyways as I was saying I know you, so what do you want?"

"'Sigh' Fiinnneeee, well you know me and Blakey, we were celebrating Faunus Independence Day, nothing too serious just me and her in our room, lots of leather rope and grapes smeared everywhere while Antonio watched us in the corner rubbing his knife against his chin, y'know softcore stuff like that." Everyone stared… Well everyone except for Jaune and Jinn, the later already knowing as always and Jaune for knowing Jaunepool way more than he cared to.

"What the hell are you into Kitkat!?"

"It, it wasn't me!"

"She's right you know my Blake can't even compare to the levels of fetish that this kitty will achieve… Kinda jealous."

"What!?" Jinn slapped her hand over the man's face forgetting her strength in her larger form making it snap back with a horrid meaty crunch. Everyone went pale upon him falling back in a heap of limbs except Jaune, Jinn and surprisingly Neo.

"You killed him!"

"Oh Brothers!"

"I think I'm gonna be sick!" Jaune and Jinn looked to each other confused before looking back to the Jaunepools lifeless form and begun to laugh.

"I wish it was that easy!"

"Thinking something like a broken neck and fractured skull would be fatal for him 'heh' it is quite novel." Before the group could protest a groan was heard.

"Jeez Jinn, if you were gonna try to kill me couldn't you have suffocated me between those big old biddies of yours would be a way better way to go…" The eight stared shocked, even Neo as the man's face popped back to place, his neck righting itself, several loud meaty crunches following as it did.

"What the fu-"

"Anyways, about what you were saying." Jaune groaned feeling a headache coming on at trying to keep up with the madman.

"Out with it, what do you want?…"

"Boring old sane me, tch tch… Whatever I'll spill. So as I was saying me and Kitkat were having a good old fashion peg off when low and behold I saw you showing this group of munchkins a view into the multiverse! And I thought 'hey that's neat' So here I am with an offer to let me have some fu-"

"No…" Jaunepool blinked.

"E-excuse me?"

"I didn't stutter… I said no, and by no, I mean hell no. Now kindly leave…"

"But-"

"Leave! I'm am not dealing with you again! Not after last time!"

"Hey that's no fair why do you get to have all the fun!?"

"Fun!? I'm doing whatever I can to help these eight out with their universe!"

"By showing them porn."

"…"

"He's not wrong…"

Seeing the Arc stunned by Ruby's words he took his chance.

"Well what if I had an offer for you, one you'd have to be a Winchester (Idiot) to refuse!"

"I… I 'Sigh' God damn you, what is it?" Smiling behind his mask Jaunepool gave the fifth Relic a wiggle and it burst into light revealing eight more views.

"Oh just to give my favorite brooding blonde a few more views in exchange for a tiny teeny weeny favor."

"What is i-"

"I wanna show the gang my world!"

"Not a damn chance."

"Now now now, hold the Scroll you might wanna reconsider… After what I'm offering is more views my brother from an alternate mother."

"'Hmph' Probably all smutty views knowing you…"

"Nah, only like four of them… Maybe seven, okay nine tops… maybe?" He wanted to scream but the Merc cut him off.

"But one of them is worth its weight in gold, shows 'The Breach'" He froze looking back to him shocked.

"Interested?" He gritted his teeth knowing damn well he was.

"Spill it what else is there I have to deal with."

"Like I said just wanna help and show how utterly awesome I am, got this super cool view ready hired a few gods to broadcast it and everything! Making big names fight from across the universe is their whole Schtick, think they get off on it or something?"

"So you want one of the views to be this…"

"Death Battle! Cool Right Me versus… ME! "

"Oh gods not two of you…"

"Pfft, nah I killed the other Jaunepools like 34 issuse ago. Nah I'm facing Edge Prime, y'know mister 'You Stole my Look'."

"Jaune: Wait Deathstro-"

"Jaunestorke! Jaune… Stroke! 'Pfft' Get it?" With a grin behind his mask he pantomimed beating his meat, choking the chicken and all other manners of lewd.

"'Sigh' Every Time we interact I question my sanity… fine, so to be clear I let you show a view of you two killing each other and I get more views…"

"You got it muchacho." Jaune sighed.

"I know I'm gonna regret it but what the hell." With a semi-dead look in his eyes, he presented his hand to the Merc taking hold with a firm grip only then noticing the smile spreading across the man's face.

"I may have forgotten a tiny detail." He was about to scream but instead opted for swinging Crocea Mors out only for the man to disappear.

"Oh well, it ain't anything bad, anyways I gotta go prepare so have fun, here I'll put on a fun one for you all to react to while get things ready, here." Suddenly eight more spheres appeared.

"~That should do it till I get back~"

"Oh what the hell are you talking about now!?"

Before he could explain though Jaunepool's voice disappeared on of his spheres shattering leaving the screen to flicker to life with a new view.

"Well that happened…"

"So what we do? Just watch the view now."

"Renny Renny did you hear that! More Views! That's means more awesome Jaune-Jaune right giant sexy lady?" Jinn viewed the worlds given for now, a brow raised.

A lot of Lancaster here…

"Yes, Well then." With no warning the giantess moved, nabbing up a surprised Jaune and cuddling him close to the surprise of everyone. She smirked victoriously as she began to rub his head sitting back in thin air.

"Well then, shall we?" Rather than trying to understand the bout of madness that'd just took place the eight obeyed and took their seats not willing to contemplate a being seemingly Nora levels of mad.

(Immunity by Gamerof1458)

Jaune Arc was a man of many things.

He was a lady's man (self-proclaimed), defender of the weak (self-proclaimed), and the Lord of the Dance (this one actually wasn't his fault but he didn't try that hard to deny it so it might as well be self-proclaimed).

All eight chuckled remembering Jaune's moves at the dance.

In actual reality, he was in fact… the best punching bag this side of the prestigious college of Beacon,

Ruby tilted her head.

"College? Not a huntsman academy?"

"I suppose this world might be like that heroic one. Perhaps the Grimm aren't as big a threat here." Ren nodded to the heiress's words.

"If they exist there at all." The thought of such a world shocked them, the mere prospect of it filling the eight with envy.

the most hardcore fanboy of video games that graced the earth, and secretly one of the greatest writers of his generation that had been reduced to smut with plot instead of plot with smut. Thankfully the last one was self-proclaimed and not that well known at all. Of all things, he kept that one under wraps, locked in a safe, buried in concrete at the bottom of the ocean floor. No one was gonna find out about his crazy ability to write apparently popular porn stories, no sir.

He had already enough social suicide done to his name and while the money was a nice addition, he kept it more as an emergency fund than anything.

Blake's bow twitch over and over again as she looked to Jinn almost pleading to confirm that particular talent was shared with their world's Jaune. Much to her sorrows however Jinn as always ignored her.

All these traits and more were what made the man known as Jaune Arc himself. As much as he wished for a more positive light to be shone on his existence, he couldn't do anything to remedy his social status or inherent state of being. From the first day since he was accepted into the high-status academy known as Beacon he had been examined and judged. Sadly, it wasn't the great confident Alpha male that he tried to exhibit but instead the submissive little boy that circulated the rumor mill and eventually became synonymous with truth.

"Boo! That dumb!" Both Nora and Ruby practically yelled far from happy with that, Ren himself nodded in agreement. Yang shrugged.

"Yeah, super glad I didn't go to regular school." Blake nodded, the view certainly wasn't endearing her to the civilian's way of life.

It wasn't his fault. Mostly. Probably. Ok maybe he had a small hand in how his fellow student body saw him. Sure he went and made a faux-pass in his failed attempt to flirt and court a certain Schnee Heiress. And yes, he did pick a fight with the biggest meathead this side of the country and soundly had his ass handed to him. And let's not forget the moment when he ended up emptying his stomach due to a bad car ride…right onto the Headmaster himself.

Weiss blinked several times.

"So I'm in this college too?" Blake nodded.

"Apparently and it seems you interactions with Jaune played out the same there, though hopefully without the initiation part." Weiss flinched at that before looking back to the screen. Yang however crossed her arms pouting.

"Seriously though why'd he barf on my shoes in this world but that me got lucky and he got the headmaster instead?" Several chuckled including Jaune himself who smiled slightly glad for the pleasantly simple view so far.

Jaune was surprised he got off so lightly. He was expecting to be expelled on the spot but instead got a month of detention with the Hardass Glynda Goodwitch. Compared to losing out on the chance of a lifetime, doing hard labor and getting smacked with a riding crop was pretty minor.

The members of RWBY cringed at that idea of a month with under Glynda while their sister team looked away slightly guilty of giving Jaune similar troubles with Nora's endless antics.

So, in the end, with these three major events coloring his record, Jaune Arc settled into his lowly status with all the grace of a bird.

One that had a broken wing and gone through a few glass windows.

"That's… a bit of a dark analogy."

Still it wasn't all bad. He also had a great roommate.

Nora smiled playfully elbowing her best girl Pyrrha.

"I think I know who it is, maybe your roomies instead of partners in this world." Pyrrha blushed while Ren himself smiled faintly feeling a bit bad to have to spoiler his teammate's hopes.

"It's more likely to be me than a woman rooming with him." Pyrrha visibly slumped much to everyone's amusement.

Or well, as great as roommates as the infamous Yang Xiao Long could be.

The Room went silent until finally, the brawler spoke up.

"Huh? Neat." Weiss looked over to her blonde teammates shocked.

"How can you be so casual about being roomed with a boy." Yang smiled mischievously.

"Come on Weisscream, more than half the schools co-ed anyways, not like I wasn't ready in case a dude was on my team. Besides Vomitboy's pals with Rubes so I don't really see any problems with it, not like its Cardin." All Seven nodded, none liking the idea of being grouped with said bully.

It was like comparing day to night between the two but due to a technical error in the computer system and the delayed realization of what happened along with a nice helping of no more rooms, Jaune and Yang became Beacon's first official co-ed dorm mates. And while the staff tutted about propriety between a man and a woman and all of Yang's friends shrieked about how she was gonna be molested by the creepy Arc, the blonde woman took it all in stride and made no big deal about living with the man.

Pyrrha stood irritated, how dare those girls think Jaune would do such a thing, she and Nora could personally attest to him being nothing short of an ideal roommate. Even little Ruby and her team seemed less then pleased hearing that. The brawler herself sighed, not liking the friends her counterparts had made.

Yang Xiao Long. What a lady. She was the most popular woman on campus simply because of who she was and her personality instead of something like family connections or special quirks. Course it probably helped matters that the one thing that was widely accepted was that she was the toughest fighter around

Yang grinned, more than happy to see some things never changed even if she wasn't setting to be a huntsman.

And the only thing that stuck out more than her wonderful bosom or her luscious flowing hair was how big of a sexual drive she possessed.

Her smile went stiff as her cheeks reddened.

Male or female, it didn't matter to her so long as you were willing to spend the night in her wonderful company. Which a lot of people were. And Jaune got to live in close proximity of all that? Where was the contract?

Everyone went red faced, none more so then the brawler herself, sure she'd been around a few times but to have said so straightly was just…

Of course, there was ground rules put in place by her decree. All of them beneficial to her and neutral to him at best. She got the shower and all the hot water, she got to have friends and companions over while he had to go out, any and all messes were his duty, the list went on. Jaune didn't make a sound, giddy with the thought of sharing a room with someone as hot and beautiful as her.

Said blonde stiffened with the two girls of JNPR shot her dirty looks, in response all she could do was raise her hands in surrender.

"Not me remember, different world." That seemed to calm the only two stronger freshmen then herself, much to her relief. However, the three others of RWBY looked to her narrowed eyes more than familiar with torture that was no hot water thanks to their punny teammate.

The novelty wore off the first week when he could no longer enjoy hot showers or sleep at a normal hour because of how loud and energetic Yang could be when she had her friends over. Still, it was the hand life had dealt him and Jaune Arc could adapt. Ten years of living with eight women and one man followed by a sabbatical of old family friends of the most colorful individuals ever prepared him for this.

Blake couldn't help but smile feeling mildly bad for the blonde boy, while her partner groaned embarrassed beside her at that situation. With a smirk the faunus spoke.

"I have to praise him for being able to deal with this Yang." Even Weiss nodded.

"I suppose we owe that to his sisters."

Just like the novelty though, the blushing and stuttering and awkwardness of living with such a passionate woman with a voracious appetite for both sexes just washed away and simply left him with no real modesty or issues when it came to dealing with Yang's antics. He accepted everything she did and took it all in stride.

In the early days when he would be cooking breakfast, he learned to actually make enough for three. The morning meal was usually shared between him, Yang, and her latest beau. He actually even remembered a few faces and picked up a few recipes that endeared him to a few of the lovers but never got him more than a thanks and a pat on the head like he was some dog. And it was something Yang grew accustomed to.

All the girls of RWBY blinked.

"He cooked for me…" Yang sighed feeling even worse for Vomitboy in this world now, sure he'd not just gotten the short stick but had it thrown at him since some douches apparently treated him like a dog.

"That's… one way to deal with such a situation I suppose."

"Taking it with stride indeed, I'll admit I'd never be able to endure such an amorous Xiao Long, let alone cook for her." Ruby smiled.

"Cause you can't cook Weiss."

"Hey!" Yang blinked looking over to team JNPR.

"So um, hey can Vomitboy cook?" All three nodded.

"Duh, Jaune-Jaune makes awesome food, so does Renny, I know a bit. Pyrrha… tries her best." Said spartan blushed not being able to deny her culinary skills were as bad as the heiresses.

The rare times he couldn't cook, Yang was noted to be a bit more irritable those days. The first time he was ever really insulted over his cooking, he had offered breakfast to one of Yang's first time acquaintances. The girl had thought he had laced the food with something and was planning devious things. The young man gave said lady such a deadpan stare before he simply upended his plate of food into the trash and left without a word.

All eight even Neo deadpanned at the suggestion, to even think Jaune of all people would do that was just, stupid. Pyrrha felt another twitch going while the Ice creamed themed killer began to contemplate whether she'd be able to get blondie to make her a sandwich after she gone for a good romp in the sheet-like she'd seen in the last world.

He came back later to a mess in the kitchen and living room, the food he made for Yang untouched and a mess of clothes and cushions strewn about.

That was the day he learned that Yang, for all her antics, was also quite loyal to those who did right by her. He never saw that woman again and last he heard she had become a social outcast.

Said brawler smiled nodded, personally she would've punched out said girls' lights but she could appreciate her counterpart's method of defending her roomie's honor. Maybe this her wasn't all bad, unlike that bitch from the hero world.

Jaune simply made a more extravagant spread the next day in a way of apology and Yang made her usual remarks about rewarding him with kisses or possibly a nice little peep show like when she got done in the shower.

Said brawler smiled the sight of Vomitboy's spread making her hungry while also glad to see her teasing the mop of blonde was universal.

All the times when Yang would come out of the shower in nothing but a form-hugging towel became so common that he stopped associating such a thing with prudish behavior. He didn't even blink twice when the party girl took to wearing nothing but undergarments for a week. And when Yang teased him about how he should do the same, he just calmly shook his head and gave a smirk before telling her that he didn't want to ruin her eyesight with his hideous body.

A flustered Weiss and Ruby looked over to their sister and teammate, who herself was even a bit red-faced. Blake herself chuckled not helping the brawler's plight. Neo however nodded to herself getting a few ideas of how to begin approaching blondie.

A true lie of course. He just didn't want to explain the scars…even if they were hidden under all the wonderful body paint his friend back home had given him.

"Scars…" Pyrrha became worried recalling the grotesque wound on the older All Might Jaune and the cocking martial artist counterpart of her blonde leader, and if her friends faces were any indication they were having similar thoughts.

He realized at some point that his behavior must have been getting to her. Probably as some sort of test about his intentions. While she got a good laugh at his blushing and normal hormonal reactions, he adapted quickly enough and just stopped reacting period. This only seem to spur her on more as the initial playful words and tantalizing views became more risqué and common. He even walked in on her one time fully in the buff but didn't realize it until Yang's little sister caught an eyeful of the same thing and screeched just as he left.

Ruby blushed utterly embarrassed with Weiss not much better, Pyrrha herself forced a smile while Nora cheered happily, all the while cover her partner and totally not together-together friend's eyes. All eight were either utterly embarrassed or incredibly amused. All except one as Yang Xiao-Long felt her eye twitch.

"Vomitboy was acting like she was old news in that world, when he'd been practically drooling over pint-size in the last." Her pride simply wouldn't accept that, and with that thought the tiniest of seeds were planted.

He made sure to apologize profusely after that and even baked a mountain of cookies for Ruby to make sure the young girl didn't go around spouting out about what happened lest he have an army of people descend upon him and force him to fight for his life. Yang had a really strange look on her face after that though and seemed to be thinking hard about something.

The Reaper's eyes practically sparked at the idea of a mountain of home-baked cookies as she quickly tried to hatch a plan to get such a sweet reward when she woke up. Meanwhile, Blake looked over to her partner seeing her sporting an annoyed pout which amused her immensely.

"Well it looks like your feminine wild don't bother Jaune much?" Yang grumbled.

"Different world." With a teasing smile she spoke, enjoying this way more then she should.

"Of course."

So, it went on as such that Jaune Arc simply lived out his freshman year in relative comfort. He made friends that tolerated his presence, went to classes and did slightly above average, threw his name around and attracted the bullies onto him to let others getaway, and learned to ignore all the flirting and noises Yang did. He was content to just follow the four-year plan, grab his degree, and just head home. Maybe he would become a published author, maybe a chef, possibly a professional gamer, or even a fighter who wouldn't go down.

Team JNPR smiled, while they weren't pleased to know he was suffering a similar fate as their blonde had had earlier in the year they were at least glad he was doing so for other. Blake's interest were peaked at the mention of him becoming a possible author, reaffirming her need to see if her world's version shared similar hobbies.

Bah, who was he kidding? He had one clear path and there wasn't anything that was going to deter him from it.

Blake felt her ears go flat.

It didn't really matter to him, he had plenty of excitement waiting back home.

Jaune Arc was a man of many things. He was a fighter (when it mattered),

Pyrrha and Nora beamed, while Neo rolled her eyes good-naturedly, deciding that a little fight is never a bad thing to have in a bed mate.

a writer (of some really hardcore stuff)

Blake's bow twitched her curiosity practically killing her.

a cook (legacy of a misspent home economics course)

A annoyed Weiss grumbled about how unnecessary such talents were while Ren nodded more than familiar with his own leaders culinary talents.

and a gamer (live by the Konami code, die by the Konami code).

Ruby crossed her arms nodding sagely.

He also…was now immune to the charms of one Yang Xiao Long.

Said blonde felt her twitch becoming more prominent.

Still, even he didn't see what came next. For all his lack of experience with relationships, his inability to read the mood, or just plain aptitude to categorize things into routine, he never thought his self-made immunity to all the things Xiao Long did would bite him in the ass like this.

=Immunity=

It was late, the dorm room eerily quiet. Jaune supposed Yang had simply just taken her usual romps to somewhere more spacious or possibly was getting the lovers spoil treatment.

Said Brawler annoyance vanished replaced once more by her counterpart's lack of tack as she buried her face in her palms.

Course, she could also just be spending it with her single friends that had no attraction to her. It must be tiring to be fooling around everyday.

Neo smiled deviously making sure to test that once she got out, and she knew the perfect little guinea pig for such a test.

The young man yawned, stretching out his arms and heading to his cramped but homely room. He could probably get a few games going, maybe send a message home and see if anyone wanted to chat. All his on-site friends had plans and he didn't feel like becoming the third wheel to someone and intruding on what could be a perfect moment.

Though now that he thought about it, it was a bit weird how EVERYONE said they were going to go on some date. Was today significant for couples or something?

"Oooh, Jaune. Is that you?"

All then teens stilled at the odd tone of a very familiar blonde, while said brawler looked up from her hands bug-eyed.

The young man blinked, ears pricking up as he strained to hear. Interestingly enough, he could make out someone in his room by the dim lights underneath the doorway.

"Oh dang it Yang," Jaune called out, "I know you said you christened every surface in this place, my bed included, but could you at least have decided on round two of my room some other time? I wanted to play some games tonight."

To her credit Yang had the decency to feel bad for Jaune if not unfocused on his plight currently as she tried to make out her form in his room. Meanwhile, Weiss and Blake were deciding exactly how to threaten their teammate so a similar situation would never occur with their own blonde brawler and beds.

He pushed open his door and beheld the scene before him. Dozens of tiny candles dotted the nightstand next to his bed, illuminating the breathtaking view on his bed. Yang was facing him, dressed in nothing but some lingerie, rose petals and pillows scattered around as if to make a throne for the woman. Her beautiful body and sultry look were put into full focus for him, her hands running through her voluminous hair as she seemed to jut out and offer herself fully to whoever would take her.

All eight froze, even Nora forgetting to cover her partners eyes who was currently blushing like a schoolgirl even with the aid of his semblance. Ruby quickly covered her face more than a bit embarrassed while Weiss quickly followed irate and even a bit sympathetic for what this Jaune had to go through. Neo herself pouted at the sight, stupid bimbo and her enormous utters.

Meanwhile Pyrrha struggled not to launch at said brawler far from willing to endure playing another round of NTR. However, none were more noticeable then the frozen Blonde who soon begun to smile not waiting to see how Jaune would break into a stuttering mess. This would show em, nobody was immune to Yang Xiao-Long!

Jaune made an executive decision right then and there. He needed to get the hell out now. Whoever Yang had over with her dressed like that obviously was going to violently eject him regardless so he might as well wrap up for the weather outside. He had forgotten what holiday it was, but it made sense now and while he was used to Yang's energetic lovemaking, he didn't want to third wheel tonight at all.

"Does, does he seriously not realize she's trying to seduce him." Yang twitched at her partner's words all the while Pyrrha smiled glad to see someone else finally feeling her plight.

"Jaune~ Happy Valentine's Day."

Jaune paused, hand still on the doorknob and in the process of pushing his door open, taking in the scene before him. There was silence for one full minute before he spoke.

"So…can I have my jacket back?"

The entire room was silent for several minutes before Pyrrha began to giggle then chuckle and then break into full-out laughter.

"It's not me!" Relief flooded the spartan at the knowledge, for so long she'd worried that she'd simply lacked the charm to pull in their resident knight, but this proved it. Jaune was just dense to her advances, after all if Xiao-Long couldn't get him with such a blatant display then surely her own advances were kids play by comparison.

Most would take such knowledge with a grain of salt, feeling embarrassed and maybe even defeated but Pyrrha saw otherwise. She'd merely been going at her goal too modestly, as if testing a fellow tournament opponent. But now she knew Jaune was like facing a veteran, a feat in and of itself and knowing that she smiled challengingly. Hearing the twos thoughts, Jinn smiled malevolently before speaking.

"Funny how you two fail so miserably yet the mime enthusiast there took said blonde out in a single day." The words felt like bile in her mouth but the look on the two's faces made it more than worth it. Neo herself smiled wickedly shooting the two the cockiest smile to which they glared back all three ready to fight then and there. Finally, Jaune broke in his aura flaring stunning three making them lose any will to fight.

"Jinn quit fanning the fire." With a cocky smirk she obeyed pulling the helpless blonde into an even tighter hug above the lot.

"Killjoy."

Her Side

Yang was a woman of many things.

"Oh, so we're seeing it from sis's side."

She was the strongest fighter (given), Hotter than the frickin' sun (given), the Ardent Lover (This was just silly. Sure, she got passionate and could set fire to anyone's lust, but it sounded dumb. Still, it was given) and much more.

Said brawler smiled more than agreeing with her counterpart, even if she wasn't as enthusiastic as her in the third department probably due to having to train to be a huntress.

She didn't care about any of that. She didn't care what the campus said or what they told stories about concerning her epic exploits. She cared only about one thing and one thing only.

To live life to the fullest.

Most nodded supposing they could understand that, except for Ruby, she thought her sister was just being gross.

Yang was a free spirt that flew around at hyper-sonic speeds. From one subject to the next she would bounce to and fro, letting whatever caught her attention fan the flames of her passionate ambition before the next interest came along. Yang wanted to see all the sights, taste all the fruits of life, experience anything and everything she could.

She didn't care what the public thought of her and her pursuit of a wondrous life, she only cared that they didn't get in her way.

Yang's smile grew that much more before she could see similarities but now she could except this was a slightly more amorous but just as loveable her. A boon compared to bitch explosion her.

Which was why HIS sudden interference caught her attention.

Her smile slightly stiffened, getting a gut feeling she was about to take back her previous thoughts.

When Yang first met Jaune, it was when she just finished enjoying a run with Sun Wukong. The kleptomaniac had swiped her books and led her on a chase through the campus grounds before she tackled him from behind and mockingly pummeled him. The cheeky grin the two blondes wore while all this was happening let those unfamiliar with the two that this was common.

Course, for those who just didn't seem to understand certain social cues or familiar with the two blonde and their antics, it made the situation quite awkward.

Awkward was a nice word. It summarized the encounter. Jaune Arc had been one of those foolish would be do-gooders that thought the shouts and yells she was making meant she was in distress.

Pfft, Yang Xiao Long does not become distressed.

So, it was with some confusion that Jaune had dragged Professor Port to the main walkway outside and told the man that Sun had been harassing her. They spent ten minutes explaining to the bombastic professor that it was all in good fun and that no one was really hurt. Jaune himself was apologetic afterwards for making a big fuss out of the misunderstanding and her lowered opinion of him went from the inner core of the Earth to the outer core.

It wasn't much but if he didn't want such a low opinion, he should've minded his own business like everybody else did.

"I mean I'm not completely wrong, right."

Pyrrha frowned.

"Like how most do with Cardin I suppose." Her icy tone made even Weiss flinch.

"Okay, touchy." Blade elbowed her. whispering.

"Remember she's been having to deal with you throwing yourself at him so don't push it."

Still, she had heard of the fresh meat only in passing on campus. The arrival of new students was always a hot topic and some people even had betting pools based around gender, sexual orientation, how long they'll last before getting hurt, etc. She personally never really involved herself in such things, but it was always fun to talk shop with her friends about those kinds of things.

And what a lovely talk it was.

Rarely had she seen the prudish Weiss Schnee ever so irritated. The heiress was known for her cold demeanor and holier than thou attitude but apparently a run in with Jaune Arc had cranked the dial to the eleven and jammed it permanently there. The freshman had, in the Ice Queen's words, somehow humiliated, insulted, embarrassed, and confused her to no end with each word that exited his mouth.

All seven guest turned to said heiress, even Jaune and a less than pleased Jinn. Weiss herself looked away her face reddening. She wished she could berate her counterpart, but much to her embarrassment she couldn't without feeling like a hypocrite.

While Yang could tell it was probably the overly sensitive Heiress being her usual self (cough cough easily offended by everything coughc ough) she did get a nice deeper look in Jaune's character through discussion with the rest of her little circle of friends.

Reactions varied, impressions were different, but the general consensus was awkward but harmless creep.

The combined Glares of Team JNPR, Jinn and Neo made the members of RWBY sit straight, cold sweats running down their brows.

Ruby liked him enough to at least tolerate his presence in public and he somehow convinced Nora that sloths were the greatest animals ever and she should act like one. That had been an interesting week, not hearing any explosions of any sort. Everyone else would say that he wasn't anything special and that he would probably fade into obscurity after people stopped talking about Weiss' meltdown and subsequent tirade against him.

Said glares vanished from the tiny reaper much to her delight as she quickly rushed beside the five to join in the mob mentality.

Yang herself seemed to lose interest and let it slip away, instead focusing on the plan for that night. The blonde bombshell licked her lips as she surveyed the cafeteria, eyes honing in and sizing up various potential partners as she felt her usual urges.

Oh come on!

Not many people could explain just how 'thirsty' Yang Xiao Long was or how she had developed a taste for both sexes but not many people complained. Those who were graced with her attention and passion were allowed to spend the night in unending bliss, a tangle of arms and limbs, sampling all the delights of the flesh as Yang let loose her burning desire that plagued her since the first growth of hormones.

despite their less than ideal situation Both Blake and Weiss couldn't help but giggle at their blonde's embarrassed expense as she flustered.

In the end, she chose a nice little sophomore girl that looked like she was due in for some fun.

Neo rose a brow, being more than a bit of a sadist she could definity see the allure, though she certainly preferred men she could enjoy a girl every once in a while.

The heavy petting and make-outs that dragged on as the two stumbled back to her dorm room was the precursor to something greater.

Yang wanted to complain when Weiss and Blake scooted slightly away from her, both faces utterly red.

Which was why it was such a jarring moment to burst open her door to see an equally startled Jaune unpacking his suitcase with a clear deer in the headlights look on his face.

Ren rose a brow.

"That is certainly an unusual way to meet one another."

There had been the initial fuss raising and screaming about how he was a pervert trying to molest her (by the sophomore mind you) and how he had been so desperate he had broken into her room and that he was a loser no one liked (she secretly admitted to believing some of that actually).

Blake and Weiss sighed in relief when said glares left them while said brawler trembled slightly at the pressure that had seemingly tripled all the while cursing the blonde on screen. Finding she actually missed the bomb bitch from before.

Still, after threatening the boy, who had just slumped down into a blob of despair, she called up the closest teacher and told him the situation. The teacher in question, one Professor Oobleck, responded with confusion.

Yang wanted to cry at how unfair this all was, it wasn't her threatening Vomitboy! Yet somehow she got the feeling nobody behind her cared.

This was his assigned room…wasn't it?

in the end it really did boil down to the mistakes of the faculty. Jaune was just a bystander in the rumor storm that followed and while most of it centered around him and how he was the one at fault, he shook off the negative attention and just started to mesh in with the new interest,

Yang sighed, thanking the brothers things weren't gonna get worse.

He wasn't getting in that easily though, not on her watch. If she couldn't get the teachers to remove him, well she could make him want to leave.

"Why!"

I change my mind! Bring back explosion bitch! Anything to get them to stop glaring!

Yang liked having a whole room to herself and the idea of suddenly having to share it with a stranger that went longer than a night was in her opinion disagreeable.

So, she started her special plan, Operation Get-The-Hell-Out-Nerd.

When Pyrrha sat beside her giving her a heart-stoppingly cold smile she wanted to cry, her Yang Xiao-Long.

"Surely you don't think of Jaune this way, right?" She never nodded so fast in her life, and it wasn't just cause Miló was on her lap its barrel coincidently facing her direction.

"Of, of course P-Money." Pyrrha nodded, her smile turning back to its usual cheerful disposition.

"That's good, I'm glad to hear it." Yang forced a smile.

"Cool… um P-Money."

"Yes."

"Miló's still kinda facing me."

"Oh, I suppose it is…" Despite her words the spartan made no move to shift its barrel away from her kidney.

Yang had made the rules as biased as possible in hopes of making him quit. While she could tolerate Jaune for little bits of time, having him around for long periods of time didn't sound appealing and the rules were made to reflect that. He wasn't seen as a roommate in her eyes, more like a servant that you saw sparingly as they did all the chores you didn't want to.

Once more she felt the urge to cry when Nora sat to her opposite side her smile bright, eyes locked on her knees and Magnhild barrel mimicking Miló 's.

So, she made him cook, clean, study in the dark, shower with only cold water, run errands across campus, do all the grocery shopping, stock up all the bathroom supplies etc. Every little thing she could think of foisting off onto him she did, and she did without any remorse. She didn't need him around cramping her style damn it.

Propping herself on the top of the couch Neo unsheathed Her hidden estoc.

Please Shut Up!

So, it came to a big surprise when he didn't raise a single complaint about getting all the work. He just sighed, a sound she had long gotten used to, and set to work. Every day Yang would have the most comfortable time of her life in close contact with another human and it never involved anyone losing any clothes! His daily responsibilities were finished in record time after he got used to them and he would always have some treat ready or some lovely study tunes to jam out to that she couldn't help but like having around.

Even in the middle of the night when she bought people home, he was magically missing! She didn't even need to say anything or put up a signal, he was never home when she got frisky! (Later she found out it wasn't because he was secretly a ninja that ran away but in fact, he just locked himself in his room and distracted himself with games).

It was baffling!

And it only got worse. For her.

She got addicted to his breakfast, the delicious morning meal that made the sunrise just so much more bearable. She was never without any drinks or snacks, always had the best seat in the house for movies, and he never seemed to bang the walls or throw furniture around to block out the sounds she made at night with her beaus! She had long gotten used to that happening when she first lived in the more public dorm rooms yet here was someone who not only didn't care but even acted like it was normal!

He started cooking breakfast for three people now because of her! Everyday! Without asking!

Miló shook in its owners' hands.

"Terrible indeed…"

What. Was. This. Guy?

Jaune Arc was a piece of work and she never meant to really grow attached but she did! She couldn't help it! She was pretty sure Ice Princess herself would have her heart melted in a week of this treatment! It was like he took all his points in Charisma and social skills and invested them into being the perfect husband!

Neo nodded, maybe not husband… then again strangely the word held much less distaste then initially and she certainly didn't want Politan to be a bastard.

He really didn't help that matter when he showed that underneath his awkward little man exterior was someone quite capable of doing some touching things.

Like the one night where she stumbled in and collapsed on the sofa. She had been partying harder than usual after a test and even her great tolerance didn't protect her from the eventual overload. Her usual routine of bringing someone home was canned on the account that she herself struggled to even make the doorway. She had passed out in the living room, fully aware that waking up in the morning was going to bring a whole lot of problems.

Despite her situation Yang sighed more than familiar with the crash of a good night of partying.

But…it never really did. Because Jaune was there.

The moment she cracked open her eyes, she expected a severe burning wince but got cool shade because he was there. The moment she staggered to her feet and nearly toppled over in vertigo but was caught carefully because he was there. The moment when she had to purge her entire system from last night into the porcelain bowl but didn't make a mess anywhere or on herself was because he was there.

Nora nodded remember a similar situation when she'd accidently drank of Renny's 'health' drinks, she loved her brother in all but blood.

She could count on one hand how many people were willing to hold her hair back as she vomited into the toilet, and two of them were bound by family obligation.

Jaune Arc had taken to his duties like a long time wizened butler of any wealthy family. He didn't complain, he didn't fail, he just did.

Weiss couldn't help but think of Klein, missing her true father figure and realizing that there were a few, Only a few similarities between him and Arc.

Yang realized it at some point, but she really should've treated him better.

Yang slumped feeling a bit guilty even if it wasn't really her, while the three weapons beside her finally retreated alongside the ungodly pressure of their glares.

And that was disregarding one other problem.

She felt it rise up in her, the burning desire. Normally it would be quenched with just one or two romps but after a week of unsatisfied rendezvous, she realized what really became the target of her affections.

Pyrrha stilled, unaware Neo was much the same.

She didn't know how or when to tell him but one night she got quite the show when he came out of the shower in nothing but a towel.

It had been a busy night for both of them and she'd taken a nap on the couch. The sound of the door opening roused her attention and she was about to say hello until her mouth dried up and she glued her eyes to the wondrous sight before her.

Jaune hadn't noticed at all. He was jamming out to his headphones and the music was set pretty high. Yang didn't complain because it allowed her to see the incredible full movement of his body as he danced his way to his room half-naked. He was definitely not as scrawny as his hoodie led people to believe.

Pyrrha looked to the sight red-faced while Neo let loose a predatory grin. Behind them even little Ruby couldn't help but fluster recalling the last world. However, none were more shocked than Weiss, after all this Jaune was no different than the one on her first day in Vale. Even she had to admit scraggily wasn't a fit description of the blonde knight.

She felt her mouth drop open and drool leak out. Her eyes were glued to him.

Yang certainly couldn't argue against her counterpart feeling very much in agreement with her as Jaune danced around putting on quite the show of how nimble he was making her remember the last world and unaware to herself smile.

And that was the moment where she knew she wanted Jaune Arc in her bed.

While Nora cheered Pyrrha eyes dimmed.

Yang Xiao Long embarked on this new quest of hers with the usual enthusiasm she had when approaching a fresh target. She didn't know what would change or how this could affect their relationship, but she was confident that Jaune would satisfy her urges and he would get an unforgettable experience out of it.

It would be win-win situation for the both of them!

Despite wanting to agree Yang didn't dare voice the words as she noted Miló and back in place facing her and heard the unsheathing of what she was sure was an estoc behind her.

Now if only she could get it to happen!

Dear Oum above, Jaune Arc was as dense as a singularity! She had given him all the signs, made all kinds of flirty talk, found any reason to run her fingers over his firm body, flaunted her incredible body in front of his face, she even went naked for him! (That had been a bad idea, poor Ruby).

Somehow Yang preferred the threatening pressures over the withdrawals of both weapons followed by Pyrrha pitiful look to her and what she was sure was Neo laughing at her expense above.

He didn't catch any of the messages! She probably could have waved a sign in front of his face saying she wanted to him to pound her senseless like a bongo drum and he would somehow misconstrue it into some request to give her a massage or play her a song!

Nora grinned.

"Naw Jaune-Jaune doesn't know how to play those, the best you'd get is an apology." Yang felt the twitch once more not noticing the slight flickering on a few strands of her golden mane.

It was with growing horror that Yang realized that maybe, just maybe, living with Jaune so long had jaded him and made him impervious to her charms. It was something unsettling, something she hadn't felt in so long. Yang had grown accustomed to just bating her eyelashes at someone and being set for the night. Now she had found the ultimate challenge in the form of the most socially awkward college freshman this side of the world.

Even Ren chuckled at the irony.

Well, Yang wasn't going to give up that easily. She still had plenty of time to get into his pants and she was going to get what she wanted, or her name wasn't Yang Xiao Long!

Ruby groaned getting the feeling this was only gonna get worse.

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The silence was so prevalent you could hear a mouse squeak.

Jaune felt a little worried. In all his time with Yang, he had never seen her so…quiet.

"Oh I guess it's back to after Yangarang failed to get our fearless leader even after going all in." The way the bubbly bomber said as if it was obvious made the blonde brawler twitching eye pepper crimson.

Yet there she was, sitting upright on his bed in her revealing lingerie with her hair overshadowing her eyes. His jacket was hanging loosely off her shoulders and he wondered if maybe he should've just left immediately. Yeah sure it was chilly outside, but she was already wearing it…Clenching her trembling fist Yang felt her twitching eye cease turning lilac.

Oh man, hopefully she wasn't going to wear it during…whatever she planned to do with her mysterious valentine.

Neo leaped back noting the sizzling couch.

"Um…Yang? You ok? Do…you need me to get you something?"

Even Nora and Pyrrha unconsciously scooted near Blake and Weiss respectively.

Now Jaune had lived quite an interesting life before college. He had all kinds of experiences to fall back on when it came to certain situations. Instincts born from events that sound straight out of an action movie or a fairy tale had been honed to fine point and while Jaune was still considered weak in a matter of strength, he had a very strong fight-or-flight sense.

Once more Ren chuckled at the irony with Jaune joining him, of course it'd be the one world where he wasn't fighting monsters that he'd have it.

Right now, that sense was telling him to run. To run far away. Far enough where the law cared little to follow and catch him.

Ruby nodded seeing the signs in her sister on the couch and expecting little different from the one on screen.

"…Yang?"

"ARGH!"

Jaune yelped as he fell backwards onto his ass, face full of pillow. The small window of being blinded by a feathery cushion afforded Yang to pick up more miscellaneous items and start throwing them with the strength born of wrath of a woman scorned.

In short, she might as well be throwing boulders at him.

Ruby blinked, that was fairly tame for her all things considered.

Jaune crab-walked backwards clumsily, trying to keep from taking the brunt of the assault. He had no freaking clue what set her off and his mind was going into overdrive trying to figure it out.

He had come home. She was half-naked. She was alone? He needed to leave. He said he was going to leave. She got angry. Now she tries to kill him. Why?

Nora and Blake began to laugh but stopped when a fiery Xiao-Long glared their way, Neo however went all out knowing the brawler could neither see and certainly not 'hear' her. Even Pyrrha dared to chuckle confident and a bit eager to trade blows with the blonde.

His thought process was too simple and thus he didn't get any answers.

Course he stopped thinking about all that when he realized something else.

One, Yang was the most terrifying beautiful creature he ever had the luck to lay eyes on.

That quickly silenced the champion and pint-size killer.

Two, she could probably lift ten times her body weight. Three, he was currently being lifted by the collar of his shirt by said creature. Four, she had some really fiery red eyes that burned with a passion that she approached life with. And finally, he was no longer able to see any of these things.

Because he was flying.

Out the window.

Of the third story building.

It was Weiss who spoke first.

"He has aura right." Jinn readied to speak only to have Jaune cover her mouth.

"Nope."

He would scream if he had the brainpower left to really try.

Instead…he landed in the bushes below.

Jaune had enough sense left to hear one final shout of anger from Yang before she slammed the windows shut.

Blake sighed, she really needed to talk to Yang about her anger.

He laid there, slightly shivering from the windy night, before getting up and trying to stretch out his stiff muscles.

"Ow," Jaune deadpanned, "Whelp, I guess I better go buy the good stuff for breakfast…or maybe cookies, ice cream, and cranberries? It might be that 'time'…wait all my stuff is still inside crap!"

Ruby shot up jealous at that, why was Yang getting cookies for throwing him off a building. Neo wasn't much better positively murderous at the idea of her baby's daddy getting Ice Cream for top-heavy!

As the freshman panicked and tried to formulate a plan to apologize for whatever transgression he had done against his roommate, said roomie was hugging her knees and curled up on his bed.

"How can he be so stupid?" She said fuming, "How can he…not see that I want him?"

Much like her counterpart said brawler began to cool as well realizing the mess she'd left the seat in and the angry gaze of her teammates.

Her anger started to dissipate, and she started to feel guilty about what she had done.

"Aw shoot, I should probably let him back inside. Maybe I can explain myself and then he'll get it."

Ren deadpanned, after throwing him out a window, somehow he doubted it, or would if it weren't Jaune who dealt with Nora on a regular basis.

But when Yang opened the windows and looked around, Jaune had disappeared. She tried to call him on his scroll but the ringing from the kitchen told her what she needed to know. The blonde beauty started to worry. She debated about calling her friends to help hunt for him but remembered they all went to a party together. She didn't know any of his friends either.

Yang shivered and ran back to his bed. She laid back down onto the soft mattress and slid under the covers, heart full of guilt but still flaming with desire. She vowed to stay up, to personally apologize immediately when Jaune came home.

Said brawler nodded, though she personally would've gone after the blonde goof.

She was awake until the first rays of sun, when her eyes just slammed shut and she fell into a blissful sleep just as the window to the living room was pushed open by a certain blonde-haired man.

Yang clutched her hair.

"Oum dammit Vomitboy!"

Jaune had a few shopping bags of supplies clenched in his teeth as he struggled to carry the box inside without dropping or pitching out the window.

"Better get to work, Yang might wake up soon."

All the girls couldn't help but feel it was sweet of him if not stupid but sweet nonetheless. Meanwhile, Ren and Jaune commended his alternative for showing such bravery considering what Yang had been like before.

He checked his scroll, noticing a few missed calls, the first from Yang.

"Whoops, knew I should have snuck back in for this."

He thumbed through a few before his eyes shot open.

"Aw crap!"

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When Yang woke up two hours later her weary mind finally registered where she was and what happened, she jumped out of bed in a panic. Smells that she had long gotten used to were filling the air and she yanked open the door, words on her lips and a sorry expression on her face.

Instead of the usual aproned smiling young man, there was no one. Breakfast was laid out perfectly, extra special and all her favorites laid out in a spread that made her stomach grumble from the smell alone. She called his name, wondering if he was just hiding from her. When she got no response, she despaired a little thinking he had just left immediately to avoid talking to her.

The annoyance and remnants of anger quickly turned to guilt at the sight of the brawler.

Yet her eyes caught the little note card nestled in the petals of the bouquet of flowers in the middle of the table and she snatched it up. Eyes traveling at the speed of light, she sighed but felt a little better.

"What a punk…I toss him out a window and yell at him and he thinks it's all his fault. C'mon man, grow a spine," Yang said to herself with a rueful smile.

Yang felt her stomach turn, she was sure Vomitboy would act no different, maybe she could back off with the teasing for a bit.

Suddenly someone knocked at the door and Yang answered it, confused who would come this early. Outside, she was met with all her friends that at first were happy to see her but slowly all their expressions morphed into something.

Ruby covered her eyes with a blush, Weiss had her mouth drop open, Blake stared a little before averting her eyes with a smaller blush developing.

"What are you girls doing here? And what's wrong?"

Weiss coughed and with composure born from long lessons on etiquette, calmly pointed at Yang.

"You…um…you invited us here and um…"

"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON SIS!"

And so, it was twice in a semester that Yang Xiao Long had traumatized her little sister.

"My Eyes!" Ruby reached for her peepers very much like her counterpart.

-Remnant Atlas Academy-

A form popped out of existence into the dorm of Atlas academy, for any other they'd be found instantly. If not by the security then the figure at rest before him, he looked to her smiling, laying there was a near-identical figure to Frosty Tits with the exception of utterly black hair and eyes red as blood currently shut tight as she snored.

A bottle of Vodka laid on the bed half-drunk while several more were littered across the floor alongside a baker's dozen of beers. To her side a longtime friend snuggled into her, a cat Faunus with an orange tail and a raver's outfit.

He could hear moans behind the wall not needing long to figure out that both girls' teammates were going at it.

"Damn Flynt, who'd've thought he'd be tapping some Ciel booty? Anyways." Looking back down to her he rubbed his hands together in anticipation for the fun ahead. After all the girl before him my have not known Jaune but Oum above knows once she did he'd be all that she have on the mind.