Authors Note

Hello there to anyone reading this! I'm a relatively new writer of fanfiction and want to just warn anyone who likes this piece that updates (if any happen to occur) will be sporadic and/or random. I do want to try and add some more to this story later on but I can't promise anything. Thank you.

Jaune stared. He knew that he should go talk to her. 'Strangers are only friends you don't know yet after all.' And she really looked like she needed a friend, lying on the pavement like that. But…

He was scared in a way. He had just seen her take an explosion to the face and shrug it off. How? Like, what in the hell is that? He knew Huntsmen were durable; they had to be of course. But to see it before his eyes? That was something different. That was something he hadn't ever really thought about. He didn't know how to feel or what to say. I mean, what could he say. 'Hey there Crater Face, couldn't help but see what happened. Wanna be friends.'

Pfft. Like he could do something like that. He knew himself well enough that anything he said would be way too awkward.

'It just wouldn't end well', Jaune told himself. Still, the desire to help her lingered. He found himself torn on what to do. He really did.

So here he was now. Just standing around and wondering what to do. If he talked to her, then maybe he could help her. Maybe he could be the friend that she needed. But he felt too scared. Too fragile to talk to someone like her. She wasn't like Jaune. A prodigy (he had noticed how young she looked) like her? Like she would even want to talk to him.

Making his choice, Jaune stepped forward. Keeping his eyes on the target, he marched forward. Holding Crocea Mors to strengthen his resolve, he stepped forward until he reached the girl and pausing for but a second, he glanced at her.

Silver. That was the first thing he noticed. Not the cloak of red, seemingly stained the color of roses. Nor the large scythe that she held at her side. No, it was her eyes that Jaune noticed first. They were mesmerizing. They were hypnotic.

'Beautiful', he thought to himself.

As he stared at her, the silver eyed reaper, (silver of all colors) met his glance. Full of hope, they stared through him. Unsure of himself, he looked forward once more. Luckily his target was still in sight.

Stopping himself for a moment, he spoke to the girl, "Um, I… I just wanted to say that things will be better. Don't worry so much. My mom always says 'The beginning is just that. The beginning. It's the ending that matters."

Moving forward once more, he followed his target. Heedless of the girl at his back, he marched forward.

"THANK YOU!", Jaune heard from behind. Turning back for a fraction of a second, he cracked a smile. Maybe he couldn't help her completely, but he had still helped her.

"Your welcome.", he said softly. "And see you later I guess."

'I'm sorry.', he thought to himself. He hadn't done what he had wanted to. Still, he had done something at least.

Turning away once more, one errant thought ran through his mind.

'Silver?'

Approaching the auditorium, Jaune looked around. He saw a multitude of faces, all unfamiliar and all so sure of themselves. Hearing laughs and conversation all around, he looked for an open chair.

"Um, excuse me is this chair taken?", he asked a redhead. Wearing both bronze themed armor and a tiara, she looked like a warrior princess to Jaune.

"No, not at all. Go ahead and take it.", replied the Spartan-esque beauty while flashing a smile at him.

"Thanks. My name is Jaune. Jaune Arc. What's yours?", he said nervously. He would have used one of his dad's pickup lines but he still felt amiss after the Incident as he began to call it in his head.

Her eyes shimmered with delight for reasons unknown to Jaune and her smile seemed to widen just a bit more. "I'm Pyrrha. Pyrrha Nikos. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Jaune."

"Nice to meet you as well.", Jaune said smiling back at her. He began to think to himself. 'Maybe things won't be as bad as I thought that they'd be. Pyrrha seems nice enough.'

Hearing a cough from the front of the room, both Jaune and Pyrrha turned. Ozpin had begun his speech.

As Ozpin concluded his speech, Jaune heard a small mutter come from his side. Turning back to Pyrrha, he asked, "Did you say something?"

"Oh no. It was nothing much. Since the Headmaster is done, do you want to grab a bite to eat? I'm a bit famished myself after the ride here.", spoke Pyrrha with an inquisitive tone.

"Huh? Oh… uh yeah. Sure. I guess I'm a little hungry too I guess. Do you know the way?", Jaune said confused.

'Is it just me or does she seem a bit… angry I guess. I wonder why.', Jaune thought to himself. Still, he didn't think it was his place to ask her. He had just met after all.

"I'm not too sure myself but we can ask for some directions from the staff. Ah, Ms. Goodwitch is still here. Let's go before she leaves Jaune.", said Pyrrha with a slightly strained smile.

Without thinking, Jaune spoke. "Are you okay?"
'Oh god, what did I do now?!', he thought to himself with wide eyes.

Looking at him with a shocked expression Pyrrha seemed to reflect on whether or not to tell him. "I'm fine.", she said at last. "It's just… nothing."

"No, it's not nothing. I might not know you very well or at all really, but… well, I grew up with seven sisters. I think I can recognize some things by now. Things like how saying 'I'm fine.', really means 'I'm not.' So, if I did anything to offend you let me apologize. I'm sorry.", spoke Jaune quite intently.

"Huh? Oh no, Jaune. It wasn't you.", the Spartan said. "It's just… I felt a bit offended by the Headmaster speech right now. I know that he is an accomplished Huntsman. Still… to hear such insults from him. It grated on me. Just a bit.

Jaune frowned. He had thought Ozpin's speech to be quite cool in truth. 'I mean, he was just warning us wasn't he?'

Still, he could perhaps understand where she was coming from. If she was like that Reaper form before then she must be quite amazing.

Unsure of what to say, he simply said what she probably needed to hear. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure that you'll prove him wrong tomorrow.", he said with a smile.

Smiling back, Pyrrha spoke once more, "Thank you Jaune. I needed that."

Beaming at each other, they held a comfortable silence between the two. Staring each other in the eyes, the two basked in the ambience. At least, until a rumble sounded.

"Ah.", Pyrrha said blushing. "Um… I apologize for that. Let's go ask Ms. Goodwitch for directions now."

"Heh, sure Pyrrha.", Jaune said with a playful smile on his face.

"Let's go."

Ending Notes

Just so you know, I am aware that there were no chairs during Ozpin's speech. Still, using a bit of my authority as author there now are. Also, despite the heavy interactions between Jaune and Pyrrha in this chapter, I'm not so sure that I want to write a romance between the two. Nor am I sure of Jaune and Ruby. I'm not sure if romance is even an option for me. This is my first story after all and I don't want to incorporate too many things. Peace.