I've actually been meaning to do this for a while now, this is a rewrite and re-edit of one of the best mistakes I've ever written, Of Escorts and Duelists, if you enjoy Jaune and Weiss stories, epic comebacks, and fluffy fluffs give it a read it's a Fifteen thousand word chunk of words that I've slowly been working my way through editing and rehashing. Also good for those who are a fan of Black Sun (more cannon then Bumblebee, get over it), Seadragons(Neptune/Yang), of course Renora(which by Oum IS cannon) and my personal favorite pairing of the Fandom second to White Knight, Razzle Dazzle, also known as Roman and Neo. SO feel free if you have some spare time to give the original a read either before or after you're reading this, see how it compares, let me know what changes you liked, what changes you didn't.

This will be in much more manigable chunks ranging from around 2 to as high as 5 k on the word count. I'll also try to post a reviewed chunck every few days to a week, hopefully not much past that... we can hope. Anyways, here is the now entierly AU Jaune Arc: Escort and Duelist

ALso of course none of the character's are mine, wish they were though. All of the goodies are borrowed from Rooster Teeth and the Imagination of the late, great Oum. Keep moving Forward.

Escort

Chapter I

The Request

The blond boy looked at white haired girl in a mix of fear and apprehension… this was way too good a dream to be real, no way that Snow Angel would be asking this of him. He eyed the young woman in front of him carefully as if anything he said could make her explode, which in fact there was a good chance might. She was about chest high on him when he was standing his own lanky six one frame was currently seated at a back table of the mostly silent Beacon Library. Her snow white hair hung in its usual side pony tail, her petite frame ridged her arms crossed and her icy blue eye looking away from him. He spoke softly bringing his only thought to life, his tenor as quiet as he could make it in the domain of the Liberian.

"You want me… to what, Weiss?"

"Jaune, I need you to be my escort…" Weiss repeated her request again. Slowly, as if speaking to an idiot… well like she was speaking to Jaune. She arched a brow when she saw Jaune recline in his chair a rather stupid smirk cover his face. She knew what was coming and decided to head it off. "If the next words to come out of your mouth are stupid, well then I guess I'll have to suffer a fate worse than death."

"Do Wha?" Jaune instantly sat up again his eyes switching to concern. "Is everything ok? I mean I know you don't like me… much… at all really… but I'd still like to think we're friends. I stopped with the constant asking you out after you talked to me about it, I promised I wouldn't do it anymore. I already apologized is there anything else I can do to make it up to you?"

This is why the boy infuriated her. For all of the stupidity, for all of the bad flirting and desperate attempts at getting a date out of her, which admittedly he did actually stop once she sat him down and talked to him about how she was NOT interested in him in that way. That if he seriously wanted to spend time with her that maybe he could try being her friend. The one thing that irritated her was that the dunderhead actually meant well… and that was more than most of the men in her life. She wished that it could be anyone else, but sadly he was the only one that fulfilled the requirements of what she needed in an escort. She did some digging and found out a bit more out about Jaune's family. About who they actually were, and she had to admit she almost slapped herself in the forehead for not figuring it out sooner.

"We are friends Jaune," Weiss's voice was quick, almost too quick for Jaune to catch. She looked around sighing, the library wasn't a good place to have this conversation her eyes lingered on a nearby table that the two teams used for game nights, it still shocked her that whenever they played Conquest of Remnent the boy's alliance always won… but then again she had always had such a critical eye on him that she never actually noticed what he was doing more than at the current time in a fight. Maybe Ren and Pyrrha weren't pulling the Heiress's leg when they said it was only by Jaune's plan that the Death stalked they faced at the initiation… That Jaune was the one who pointed out weaknesses in his teammates and tried to find ways to help them. But Jaune a strategic genius, really? She did find that a bit hard to believe. The Heiress made a decision and acted on it.

Weiss grabbed the boy's arm pulled him along back to the dorms his squawk of confusion drawing the attention that the heiress didn't want. The icy beauty shut the bumbling blond dunderhead up with an icy glare as they left the library. Weiss approached the door to her shared room and threw the door open the stunned faces of Neptune, Sun, Blake and Yang greeted her. Blue boy and Yang on the brawler's bed cuddled together watching a movie on Neptune's scroll while Blake was reading a book in her bed with Sun playing a videogame at her feet all four crooked an eyebrow at Jaune's body falling through the door. The second brow soon joined the other in being raised as Weiss walked in and snapped a finger towards the open door.

"Scram." Weiss growled out at the duo of partners, Sun got up quickly noticing the death glare in the Heiress' eyes. Blake shook her head standing after her boyfriend.

"Well Snow Angel," The beowolf pillow that smacked into Yang's head made an adorable growling sound as it landed on the bluenett wrapped around her. "You should have just let us known if you wanted some time with tall, blond and scraggly you should have just let us know, we do have a protocol set up for this don't forget the sock covers over the door knob any bed but Ruby's and the condoms are…"

Yang was silenced by her sighing boyfriend's hand.

"Sweetie, that's enough."

That was an interesting relationship story, after the dance where Neptune wouldn't stop looking at other girls Weiss left in a huff. A confused Neptune chased after her only to be tripped by someone, he never was able to find out who did it and lost track of the heiress. The next day he went to apologize only for Weiss to tell the boy that she wasn't interested. Somehow he wound up at that bar that Yang showed him, he remembered ordering some alcohol and the next thing he remembered was waking up with the arms of the blonde bombshell wrapped around his waist spooning him from behind. They went out for breakfast and Neptune got the short story, he got drunk… really drunk… and then apparently one of the sister's that guarded the club tried to hit on him only to get pissed off when he turned her down. Apparently one unarmed combat round later the owner, Junior, called Yang remembering the two of them together. Yang was kind enough to pick him up and take him to another bar where apparently she over indulged enough that they couldn't make it back to Beacon but there was a hotel nearby, unfortunately the only open room had only one bed… apparently in his drunken state he laughed at a pun, called her witty as well as beautiful and then the rest was history.

The next thing the Puny-fighter knew she was on her boyfriend's shoulder like a sack of potatoes being carried out of the room a head shaking Blake and perpetually joy-filled Monkey boy was following behind the group closing the door behind him shooting a wink at the young knight.

"Ok Jaune," Jaune looked over to see Weiss leaning against her desk arms crossed as she looked him up and down. "A week ago I received a message from father explaining that I was expected to attend a ball in a month…"

"The Governor's Ball," Weiss was surprised at Jaune's correct interruption… how did he know that? She watched the boy get up and dust himself off. He stood a little straighter then she remembered; his shoulders were slightly back, were they always that broad; his eyes focused on hers forcing her to maintain eye contact, were they always that rich of a blue... she almost wanted to look away but a Schnee always looked a business partner in the eye. "Remember all second years are supposed to attend? Ruby should have told you guys, we were told at the monthly Leader's meeting last week…"

"… She neglected to mention it… anyways normally attending a ball wouldn't be an issue for me, but this will be my first time at a formal ball since my Majority… and I need an escort. Namely, you…" Her voice was soft, contained. She didn't need this getting around to anyone, much less gossiping boxers who had super hearing partners thanks to her fuzzy bits.

"Why me?" Jaune leaned against the desk across from her his arms crossing his chest his confusion up slightly… how much did Weiss know about his family. He had done so well in keeping that part of his life out of Beacon, For two years he did everything he could to make sure that people didn't connect Jaune Arc lovable doofus leader of the second best team of their year to the Arc Family. One of the most venerated and decorated families in the remnants of humanity, the Heroes of the First, Second, and Third Grimm wars, the family whose founder revolutionized the protection of the still standing Kingdoms by turning a group of foresters and hunters into the wardens of the boundary between humanity and Grimm. The family he could never live up to.

"Because I can trust you…" The words were small, almost too small for Jaune to hear. She trusted him? When did that happen? HOW did this happen?"I can trust you to not ruin this, I can trust you to not try and use this for your own needs… I can trust you because you are a friend… and you're family is of a high enough stature that my father would see no fault in it." She was looking away so she didn't see him freeze at the mention of his family.

"Of course I'll help Snow Angel," Weiss sighed at the nickname… he still wouldn't let it go… but then again she wouldn't tell anyone but it had stopped being irritating to her after the food war in the beginning of second semester last year. "I'd be happy to help."

"Alright then… We have three weeks to turn you into a gentleman." Then something happened that surprised Weiss, Jaune Arc, resident klutz and dunderhead of the highest order, the lady killer wannabe, walked forward and bowed perfectly to the Heiress taking the outstretched hand to shake and kissing the back of her knuckles. A soft blush colored the Heiress's face for a single moment before she was able to compose herself. Jaune rose and smiled at his friend the smirk on his face held a confident edge that had rarely been there before.

"It will be an honor My lady." Weiss's eyes narrowed slightly at his wordage causing him to stand up straight and wave his arms in front of him. "Bad word choice, I'm sorry…."

"Dunce…" The growled word of the heiress made Jaune flinch realizing the gravity of his slip.

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