Re-uploaded version(revised)

Ruby remembers it like yesterday. Well, a couple weeks ago more like, anyways, that one blond guy who vomited on Yang's shoe, well, almost on her shoe, but anyways, the boy who turned out to be Jaune Arc. Nice enough guy, kinda awkward though, and seemed like he didn't even pass the entrance exams, but hey, he has to be packing something if he made it into Beacon. Ruby could connect with Jaune, seeing as how they both seemed like fish out of water compared to the much more composed Pyrrha, Blake, or Yang. She had only heard of how Jaune and the rest of team JNPR had taken out the Deathstalker seeing as how she was a little preoccupied with taking care of the Nevermore. Maybe Jaune had a little more to him then she thought. Then there was last night, where Ruby had a talk with Jaune about being a team leader. She could sympathize once again, as she had the same talk with Ozpin when Weiss and her had some conflict going between them. Regardless, Ruby just felt that Jaune... that he wasn't meant to be a Huntsmen.

This was not a fish out of water Jaune however. Her neck muscles tightened at the sound of the Ursa Major's decapitation, Jaune's blade severing the head from body. Flying several feet before landing upon the red cherry blossom ground, the body followed suit, collapsing backwards with the grace of a rock. It may have been that Pyrrha used her polarity to lift his shield to allow the final strike, but it was Jaune who swung his sword. The Grimm fell by his hand, his deliberate act, his arc of sharpened steel that tore through the beast's most vulnerable location.

It made Ruby giddy seeing Jaune's display, and unable to control herself, she spent a minute trying to make a lame joke about her and Jaune now being Grimm beheading buddies, even if Pyrrha said they should remain quiet about witnessing the whole thing. But before they were to find Goodwitch, she found the need to remark on it;

"That was cool. It was like- RAAWR BRrrrrK fwoosh SHWAK!" It was over so quick too!"

"It's nothing you couldn't do really" Weiss said off handedly, trying to avoid boosting Ruby's ego while deminishing Jaune.

"I knew he had it in him."Phyrra whispered to herself, smiling a wide smile.

There was shame in that statement however. The only reason she associated with Jaune in the first place was because he didn't know who she was, and treated her like he would treat any other (pretty) girl. She saw an opportunity in Jaune, and so Pyrrha gambled on Jaune not being a total buffoon so she could find companion ship for the first time since she was a little girl, hoping for anything and anyone. It's lonely being at the top where everyone knows you, being put on a pedestal where no one thinks they can reach you. In meeting Jaune, she didn't even consider if he was of good company or was decent, and the thought of her rashness in getting so easily attached embarrassed her.

But the gamble paid off, thought Pyrrha as she tilted her chin up, he's good at heart, and he has the makings for a Huntsmen. Great relief came to the champion's nerves.

-Later that Night-

Feeling returned to the knights nerves.

"Uggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Jaune groaned from deep within. Taking a few full force swipes from the Ursa Major had left him in the red zone of aura and seemingly bruised black and blue all over. He put on a tough face for Cardin when warning him about messing with his teammates, but it was easier to pull that off when he had just killed a beast and had the adrenaline running. He managed to make it back to the dorms with great effort, and did so without seeing his team members. He would be able to go to sleep tonight content with his actions, but confronting his team and apologizing just feels too early. No, he corrected himself, tonight would be the best time to apologize for being a jerk, but Jaune was tired from the fight, and he didn't feel like he had it in him tonight to work up the words.

Instead, maybe he could sleep on the roof. The cold air would be nice on the skin. Yeah, nice cold solitude. It may have been Weiss' gig, but it couldn't hurt to dabble a little.

Solitude isn't what Jaune got however. While staring at Ozpin's emerald tower and contemplating his actions and mistakes, especially his mistakes and how he would mend his relationship with his team, Pyrrha gave the answer.

"No Cardin tonight? I thought... you two were best buds" Phyrra lead him on. She knew the truth, but she gave him the chance to say it himself.

Surprised by her sudden appearance, he gave himself a moment to think, "Phyrra, I'm sorry. I was a jerk a-and you were only trying to be nice... and I had all of this stupid macho stuff in my head..."

"Jaune, it's ok" She smiled as she tilted her head, her body language telling him he could relax. "You know your team misses you." Phyrra turned and headed for the door on the rooftop all the while saying "You should come down, Ren made pancakes! But there's no syrup; you can thank Nora for that..."

"Wait!" Jaune said, reaching out as if to grab her, "I know I don't deserve this after everything I've done but, would you still be willing to help me... help me become a better fighter?" His confidence came to him as he finished his question.

The champion turned away from the knight, a grin plastered across her face. After regaining self control, she straight faced walked to the boy and shoved him down.

"Hey!" He claimed.

"Your stance is all wrong. You need to be wider, and lower to the ground."

They traded smiles before she helped him up.

"Lets try that again" the champion told the knight, and so their nightly lessons began.

-End Chapter 1-

I think that a revision of my earlier chapters is overdue, so naturally, I am starting with the first, fixing spots of ambiguous meaning, iffy grammar, and choppy sentence flow. Sorry to everyone that had to read the original version, my bad. Anyways, follows and favorites are appreciated, but reviews are really great, and with them I can attempt to write a better story, thank you all, and I'll catch you later.