Ninjas of Love: The Fanfic

A/N: Good day, ladies and gents! Now, I know you expected a Weiss Reacts today, and I was just about to start writing up the Songfic chapter when suddenly, I had a spark of inspiration; nobody as of yet has actually written fanfic about Ninjas of Love, the book series Blake is seen to have and the one that everyone likes to write her reading- smutty or not. ;) I know of a couple of people who are planning one- sorry, A0D... :c- but as none of them delivered and I had this idea...I couldn't help it.

So, I decided to take the first step. Ninjas of Love Fanfic, here we go! This is set in the Reactsverse (Weiss Reacts universe, yes I coined a name for it now), so expect some nods between Weiss Reacts and this. Well, I'll see you guys on the other side and I hope you enjoy this!

EDIT: As it turns out, A0D did write one. Sorry...

DISCLAIMER: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth, otherwise Ninjas of Love would be everywhere. EVERYWHERE.

Persocoms are from Chobits. Chobits belongs to CLAMP, otherwise Penny would be a Chii expy, not a Murakamo unit expy. I also apologise in advance for any similarities to Gurren Lagann; I just kinda drifted towards it because Blake.

This is just my first try at this, don't roast me! Okay, feel free to roast me if I screw up badly, but do it mercifully :c

Blake sighed, wiping sweat from her brow.

"Norn, are all of your systems functional?"
"Yes, Miss Belladonna." The gynoid nodded, as Blake detached her cords, returning them to the ports where ears should be on a normal person. She was no normal person; Blake had created her in honor of Persocoms, human-shaped, often female computers from one of her favourite anime. She reasoned that if she'd made a mecha, button cameras that were waterproof and invisible, and an exploding toothpaste tube, she could make one; she succeeded, after a couple of tries.

"Okay. You may resume wandering around, Norn. Have a good day." The catgirl nodded, satisfied. She'd deactivated her after a bit to keep running tests on her; now that those tests were done, she could easily let her go around and let the learning program do the rest. The Persocom stood up, dressed in Weiss' uniform- for that reason, Weiss was currently tied up inside a janitor's closet- and walked out of the dorm.

Blake sighed. "This is effort...but worth it." She chuckled, looking around. She knew where her cameras were; thankfully, she also controlled their feed. Discretely, she took out her phone and quickly provided a looped feed of herself napping in bed. Yang would not disturb her- even Yang feared disturbing her when she was sleeping or in need of sleep. Looking around cautiously, she scrabbled around in her drawer for-

"Found it." She smiled and took the book out, blowing the dust off of Ninjas of Love, volume 1.

It was the bestselling light novel in Vytal at the moment; Blake had started reading them all the way back, back during her time as a White Fang member, and she'd never stopped. Currently, the writer had decided to take a break from writing the story, leaving it at a painful cliffhanger which irritated Blake and left her needing more. Desperate for more Ninjas of Love, Blake turned to rereading the entirety of the series.

She sighed, smiling. "I've missed you, old friend." Leaning back in her work chair, after placing her laptop on the desk, Blake opened up the book, beginning to read.

And so the catgirl sank into a world of fantasy and madness, lust and action...and tongue in cheek insanity.

This is the Reactsverse, after all.

A long time ago...in the land of the rising sun...there were four adventurers, known throughout the land for their prowess in battle, their feats of legend, and their conquests of love.

Some might call them heroes, others ruffians, others, just people looking for money. One thing is certain. They were all...ninjas of love.

Or rather, two were ninjas. The others were a warrior and a miko respectively, but let's not get into specifics.

Our tale begins with the man who started it all, the man who became a legend.

Referred to by many titles; the Divine Wind, the Oncoming Storm, the Westerly Wind's Disciple, and feared by many, this man will struggle against destiny to pave a new path and carve his legacy into the land itself.

But for now, he is just a boy. A boy named Jigoro.

"I'm really just an ordinary boy." Jigoro noted. "Really ordinary." He sighed and leaned back against the post supporting the farmhouse, watching his workmates till and work the farmland. He himself was on break, bored. He looked around nervously, waiting for someone.

He was a fairly lean teenager, slightly shorter than average, with hair that was deep blue in color and eyes the same color, and he wore a light vest and shorts; the hot weather of the village was hard to wear a lot in. Despite his age, however, the small wakizashi at his side; he called it Cirra, in the tradition of the foreign lands to name their weapons with weird names; with the jade hilt and a small button inset into it- proved he was not defenseless. He preferred not to use Cirra, unless he really needed to- he was loath to fight.

Currently, Jigoro was waiting for someone.

"I wonder where he is?" He mused, as he waited. He promised he'd be there quickly; he just needed to-

"KENSHIN! GET BACK HERE! KENSHIN! KENSHIN!"

And there he was. Jigoro looked up, worried.

"Oh no...what did he get up to this time..." Anxiously, he started to move up to the street in front of the farmhouse.

What he saw was...well, inexplicable.

Kenshin, his brother- if not in blood, then in bond- and mentor, was standing in the middle of the road, clad in nothing but a towel and with a wooden sword, as a mob of furious older men; most likely the fathers of the girls he'd 'accidentally' felt up- not that the girls minded, this WAS Kenshin, after all- rounded upon him. Kenshin adjusted his headband and adopted a combat stance, chuckling, baring his chest to them.

"Kenshin!" One of the fathers called out. "This is the LAST time you act so indecently to our daughters!"

"But father!" A girl ran up, clutching the man's arm. "He was only playing-"
"Nonsense! He is an indecent man! We have put up with this for years, and now, we'll be-"

"Oh, quit yapping, old man." Kenshin interrupted him, smirking.

"W-what did you call me?!"

"I said, quit yapping, old man." He continued. "You want me out? I'll go. I'm done with this boring town of old stuck up husks like you anyway!"
"B-but Kenshin! Don't leave us!"

"...you..." The father growled. "GET HIM!" The other fathers drew their weapons. Kenshin readied his.

Jigoro's eyes darted between the advancing group and the defiant man, who was standing there waiting.

"Come on, Aniki...this is a bad idea..." Jigoro muttered.

"Well, Kenshin, you can surrender now, and allow yourself a pittance of mercy, or fight, and face our punishment!"

"Bring it, old-timers! I can take you any day!" He laughed, enraging the crowd more.

"Aniki...come on!" Jigoro called out. "This is a bad idea! You've gotta know when to put your weapons down!"
Kenshin turned to him, grinning. "Oh, don't be such a worry wart, I've got this!"

"Aniki, they outnumber you-"
"Quit that! A REAL man doesn't back down against ANY odds!" Kenshin threw his head back, laughing, as the mob started running towards him.

"Very well, Kenshin!"
"Prepare to suffer pain!"
"HAAAAA-"

"I-If I don't do something..." Jigoro panicked, looking between Kenshin and the mob. He had to do something, and he had to-

He decided to do something risky, for the first time in his life, as many protagonists are wont to do; after all, this is how adventures start.

He leaped in front of his mentor, drawing Cirra. "G-get away from Aniki!" Jigoro was unsure of what to do, or how to do it, but he needed to defend his friend, no matter what.

"J-Jigoro! What are you doing!" Kenshin shouted, but the boy ignored him. Instead, the mob slowed, the father leading it confused. "Jigoro? What are YOU doing defending HIM?"

"H-He's my Aniki!" Jigoro declared. "I w-won't let you hurt him!"
"Jigoro, get out of the way! I want to fight them, dammit!" Kenshin demanded, but Jigoro didn't budge.

"Jigoro...you have to get out of the way, or we will punish you too!" The father challenged him.

"...n-no." Jigoro's voice wavered, but he remained strong. "If you're going to hurt Aniki, then you'll have to-"
"Fine. I'll surrender."

"H-huh?" Jigoro looked behind him, as Kenshin dropped his wooden sword and walked around him, prostrating himself to the fathers. "A-Aniki-?"
"It's okay." Kenshin sighed. "I'll give up. Just...don't hurt Jigoro."

"W-what, Ani-" Jigoro was shoved aside as the fathers made a ring around him.

"Well, if you insist. Your noble act won't save you, but even so..." The fathers began to beat Kenshin hard with their weapons, as the boy watched in horror.

"A-Aniki!" He tried to move them aside to no avail. "Aniki!"

Kenshin remained silent, his face clearly pained, but keeping his pain in. He, between beatings, raised his head to Jigoro, and mouthed one thing to him.

"Run."

Jigoro, terrified, did so. He felt scared, and he also felt guilty; guilty that he'd left his brother behind. However, if he said he had to run...then he had to run.

This wasn't over, though. He wouldn't leave his Aniki behind.

Later that night...

Kenshin, after receiving a heavy beating from the fathers of the village, ended up being locked up in the jail, awaiting further punishment. He was chained up, to prevent escape, but not before being dressed in red trousers for the sake of decency.

He leaned on the wall of his cell, sighing and letting the cool wall cool down his stinging back.

"Heh...that was..." He groaned slightly; the beatings hurt a lot, but Aura took the hardest of it; not that he had a lot of Aura to begin with. "...painful."

Kenshin sighed. "...but if that saved Jigoro the same fate..." He smiled- he really did care for the boy, after all. "...then it was worth it."

"Hm...I wonder what he's doing?" Kenshin mused, before the lock of his cell door clattered to the floor, cut in half. He looked up to see Jigoro, sword extended, the tell-tale green wisps telling Kenshin that he'd just used his Semblance. He smiled to himself, before shaking his head.

"Jigoro, what are you doing here? You'll get into a load of troubl-"
"I came to save you, Aniki! You wanted to leave, right?" The boy asked, pushing the cell door open slightly.

"Ah." He smiled. "Well...let's get going then! You got the stuff, right?"

"Uhuh!" Jigoro grinned, lifting up two packs of food; one for him and another for Kenshin. "I managed to scavenge what he had left and get some more from the farm."
"Niiiiice." Kenshin stood up. "D'ya mind if you-" He showed his handcuffs to the boy, who shook his head. "Not at all." He used Cirra to slice the chain in half, unlocking the cuffs and allowing his brother to escape them. He rubbed his wrists.

"Thanks. Those things chafe..." He sighed. "Right...did anyone see you?"

"I don't think so." Jigoro shook his head. "Besides..." He handed Kenshin his wooden sword. "You're Kenshin. You can take them, right?"

"Hehehe...a real man can take ANY challenge presented to him!" He declared proudly.

"...man, I wish I could be as confident..." Jigoro sighed.

"Oh, you're looking in the wrong place, if you want to get any better!" He chuckled.

"And just WHAT do you two think you're doing?" They looked to their side, to see the sheriff of the town, and the leading father from earlier. In lieu of the wooden club he had earlier, he had a very sharp looking red and black spear.

"Getting out of this boring place!" Kenshin declared proudly. "This is all just a boring drag, listening to you! We're out!"
"Y-yeah..." Jigoro nodded in assent, instinctively hiding behind the taller Kenshin.

"You're not getting out of your punishment so quickly, Kenshin! More punishment indeed! And you too, Jigoro?" The sheriff sighed. "I am disappointed that you got mixed with his sort..."
"Shut up." He glared at him. "He's Aniki. He's not some bad man."

"Well, nonetheless..." The sheriff transformed the spear into a long, scoped rifle. "I will need to subdue you quickly.

Jigoro trembled, but Kenshin stood in front of him, his sword at the ready. "Fat chance, oldie!"
"W-would you QUIT CALLING ME THAT?!" The sheriff prepared to pull the trigger when the ground started shaking. "What the..."

Kenshin and Jigoro froze. "Is that a..."

"...Grimm?" Jigoro shuddered. Those large, shadowy monsters often invaded during the night to kill whatever was stupid enough to be out at night. The village was walled up and the gates shut at night to prevent this...but occasionally, there were breaks.

The three stood in silence, before a man ran in, out of breath, panicking.

"GRIMM ATTACK! GRIMM ATTACK!" He shouted, before running back out. The sheriff growled, before glaring at Kenshin and Jigoro.

"Stay here. We're not finished yet." He stormed out. Jigoro looked up at Kenshin when he did.

"A-Aniki...are we going to-"
"No way!" He laughed. "If anything, I'm going to go take a closer look!" He ran outside.

"A-Aniki!" Jigoro ran after him, following his much faster friend.

"What, scared of a little Grimm? Tch." The man laughed. "We can totally take that!"

Eventually, he stopped at the scene, surveying it.

There was a giant Beowolf, its white mask of bone glistening in the moonlight, groaning as it got up, having smashed through the wall of the village. It looked around hungrily, looking for its next target.

Behind it was a girl, a bow in hand; clearly using Dust as ammo, as it had no strings, it looked like an unconventional weapon and it was firing energy at the Grimm. She was clad in a dress below the waist, that was orange and translucent, swishing around. From the waist up, she was clad in nothing but a large wrap of cloth around her chest, hiding her not-at-all small chest underneath. At her waist was a pouch of Dust.

Kenshin smiled and called over. "Hey, need some help?"
"Huh?" The girl looked at him weirdly. "What do you want?"
"Just helping out! Can't let a girl take all the fun!" He leaped in with his sword, jumping next to her. "So, who are you?"

The girl just looked at him incredulously.

Jigoro shook his head and jumped next to him. "Hey, Aniki, what are you-"
"We're going to help her fight that thing!"

"What?! No way!" She shook her head. "You're all crazy!"

"A REAL man does the craziest thing he can for the sake of doing it!" Kenshin declared proudly. "And I, Kenshin, a REAL man, has to live by that creed!"

Just then, the Beowolf stood up, staring down the trio. The girl raised her bow, readying a shot of Dust. Kenshin, without waiting for her, ran straight at it.

"You idiot!" The girl called out to him. "What are you doing?!"
"I-I'm sorry! H-he loves doing this!" Jigoro clarified. "Aniki, you're going to get yourself killed unless I..."He sighed and leaped in after him.

"What are YOU doing?!"
"Saving him!"

And so, the girl, the boy and the man engaged the giant shadow wolf in battle, beginning their first fight alongside each other as a team.

"Heeeeee~eeeeey."

Blake looked up at Yang, who was smiling.

"Reading those again, are you?" Yang smirked.

"I-It's not SMUT!"
"I never said that..." She giggled.

"...I hate you." Blake turned away, blushing.
"I know." Yang smirked. "Weiss broke out, by the way."
"WHAT?!" Blake gulped. A furious Weiss was a worse threat than even Velvet.

"...I'd give her about five minutes until she gets-"

Blake leaped out of the window so quickly Yang didn't even see Blake move, only disappear. She giggled.

END

* Aniki: A Japanese term, meaning brother. Or something. I looked it up. *shrug*

A/N: If the beginning seems familiar, that's because it was somewhat based off Gurren Lagann's beginning. Don't worry, Kenshin won't die and Jigoro isn't that much of a butt monkey.

So, this is partially set in the Reactsverse and partially in Ninjas of Love, as you can see! Don't worry, Weiss Reacts to Songfics will be out sooner than you think, so stay tuned!

So yeah, I hope you guys enjoyed that! I'll see you next time, if there is one!

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Weiss Reacts related stinger.

Norn wandered around the halls. Her learning program and the information Blake had given her had taught her many things; what Dust was, how best to prank Weiss, Ruby's love for cookies- everything.

What it WASN'T teaching her, however, was what was going on in front of her.

There was a plushie of Weiss dancing in some sort of green Dust that she did not recognize.

"Curious..." Norn looked at it. She didn't know what it was.

"Pi! Pi! Pipipi!" It didn't seem to notice the Persocom at all.

"...I must analyze this Dust...I do not recognize it." Norn reached out a finger to touch the Dust. The plushie noticed, trying to wave her off, shaking her head.

"Pi! Piii! Piiii!"

"...analysing..."

Her finger made contact, and everything went black.

TRUE END