Movie Night

Chapter 1

So I've taken a little break from my on-going Fairy Tail fic to satisfy my hunger for more RWBY content. I love this series but it's such a shame that the episodes aren't longer. I know that there's always the issue with manpower and skills but that can't stop me dreaming.

So the pairing here isn't exactly my OTP for this series but I had the scenario floating around and found that it seemed to match these two the best. I hope you enjoy this two-shot and be sure to leave a review if you like it. It's always good to hear from you all.

Yang's day was going relatively well so far. Her morning classes were lectures from a few of the teachers that she could actually follow. She had made notes when appropriate and even answered a question directed at her, correctly. Her afternoon though, wasn't looking so great. Yang had had the same schedule since her first examination that determined which classes were mandatory for her and which other ones she could take if she had wanted. She had opted for Core Physical Training in the hopes that it would be able to suffice as an equivalent of her daily workout, which it was, this way she had more time after classes to spend with her little sister and her team.

The problem was the length of the classes themselves. They lasted for the entire three hours that made up the afternoon lessons and all of these CPT classes were practical. After warming up in groups for the first ten minutes they would be then given a regime to follow by the teacher that included breaks and a 'Regain Energy' period where they could consume sports drinks and high energy foods to fuel them for the rest of the afternoon.

However, now wasn't the time for those classes yet. It was lunch time and Yang spent it outside of the circle of Teams RWBY and JNPR with some of her other friends that she had known from her time at Signal Academy. The topic of the day was movies.

The others seemed to be agreeing quite wholeheartedly that a movie called Marley & Me was a very good choice and they all loved it. They discussed its ups and downs quite animatedly and the group's opinion of any particular scene seemed to differ wildly from person to person. Yang though, hadn't seen this movie. Her room back at Signal had included a TV and a DVD player so she could've easily seen it if she had wanted to, but her social life had proved to be quite demanding of her attention. Whenever she did stay in for a night or two, ridiculous rumours quickly spread that she had been in a fight or was ill, so when she finally showed herself from her cave there was always a bombardment of questions.

"Is your temperature alright?"

"Do you need any bandages?"

"Who were you sleeping with?"

She hadn't hesitated to break that guy's jaw and that almost instantly got everyone off her back. After that, Yang had gone out of her way to stay as social as possible, eliminating her possibility of settling down to watch any kind of movie. So during this conversation, Yang uncharacteristically stayed quiet.

But, that's not to say that her silence had gone unheard. Whereas Yang was stood up talking to her friends in some free space of the dining hall, her usual group of friends were enjoying their lunch on a table only a few feet away from her. On the corner of that table, closest to Yang, sat Jaune Arc; resident goofball.

Jaune had been half listening to the telling of the latest chapter of Nora's recurring dream but the other half kept being disturbed by Yang's friends and he found himself listening to both for a while. Or that was until a familiar title was uttered. Marley & Me. Jaune had a copy of that movie in his room, he had borrowed it from a friend a while ago but had kept forgetting to give it back because he never got around to watching it. He was planning on giving it back, but while he was barely keeping up with classes in Beacon, he had a feeling that he wouldn't be handing it over in the near future.

A loud ringing sounded throughout the room and Jaune jumped when the noise was joined by Yang who groaned in defeat equally loud and sullenly trudged off to whichever lesson she had. Obviously not one she liked.

Jaune picked up his tray along with the others at his table and as they emptied the contents in to the nearby bins, they bid their dues and made their separate ways. Everyone but Jaune, Pyrrha and Weiss turned a different corner than they needed as this trio had surprisingly chosen the optional subject of Aura Manipulation and Stability. Originally Jaune thought it would just be him and Pyrrha in a room full of strangers when Pyrrha had urged Jaune to make better use of his large reserves of Aura. But when Weiss showed up she had boasted that she was out to perfect the efficiency of her Glyphs, after all, they too were powered by Aura. The Dust that she was so proud to have her name so closely associated to only served to give her rapier, Myrtenaster, some extra abilities.

Jaune had difficulty in those classes, but that was nothing new, he had difficulty in all his classes. Luckily, he was fortunate enough to have Pyrrha sit next to him (at his less than dignified request since Weiss had completely ignored him to sit on the other side of the room). She was very knowledgeable across a wide variety of subjects, there wasn't much that she didn't know about. She was a great teacher too, she had quickly adapted to his pace and she never rushed him. She could explain even the toughest concept to him easily when she used real life examples, then things didn't seem to be hopelessly out of his reach. He had felt that she was babying him at a couple of points and that she was holding herself back just because she wanted to oversee his progress in class as well as his secret training with her on the roof, but he quickly reprimanded himself. He wouldn't blame Pyrrha for his own shortcomings, not again.

With Pyrrha's help Jaune managed to get through his afternoon classes without going insane and he practically sprinted out of class once the day ended. It was now his free time and he had a task to fulfil. He had rushed up to his room but somehow even though he was sure he had left Pyrrha behind him, she was already there reading on her bed and the rest of his team were present too.

"Yo." He greeted.

Pyrrha smiled at him as she raised her eyes from her book for a moment and he heard Ren gave a muffled grunt from his bed with his face pressed in to his pillow, most likely trying to suffocate himself to escape Nora bouncing on his bed and not her own.

"Hello Jaune~~" Nora chirped. "How was your afternoon?"

"Y'know." He said as he moved to his own bed. "The same old routine. Struggle with classes in the morning, lunchtime and then struggle with classes in the afternoon, the free time. Then rinse and repeat."

Jaune knelt down and opened the wooden chest at the foot of his bed that he had thrown all his miscellaneous junk in to once he had been assigned to this room. He shifted it around multiple times without him finding the object of interest. Burying his arm to his elbow was his next approach, see if he could feel it out. There was a rubber ball, various sheets of paper, screws, pens and pretty much everything but the kitchen sink. Just as he was about to give it up as a bad job he brushed against something intriguing. He retraced his steps and felt it again, right at the bottom on the chest. With renewed vigour he forced his fingers to touch the bottom and with one great heave, it came free. Inspecting the DVD case for damage, he was surprised that it had escaped unscathed. Opening it up revealed a disc with a Golden Labrador looking quite pleased with himself on the front. Jaune checked the back of the disc and found it had little bits of wear and tear, obviously from the use it got from his friend.

With a grin he closed the case again and stood back up.

"I'm gonna go next door for a minute." Jaune said as he instinctively turned to Pyrrha. She raised her eyes from the book and waited for some kind of a pitiful excuse that she knew Jaune could give. "I have something that I think Yang might like to borrow."

"Funny." Ren said as he lifted his face from his pillow. "I didn't know you used curling irons."

Nora laughed openly and Pyrrha struggled to hold down a giggle.

"Oh, ha ha. Very funny." Jaune emphasised sarcastically. "Coming from the guy with two types of conditioner."

Jaune decided to leave quickly before he got a blade in his neck. He headed across the hall to Team RWBY's dorm and knocked on their door. He waited for a few moments before the door was flung open and he was met with a savage scowl from Weiss.

"What do you want?" She snarled.

"Besides a date with you, my Snow Angel?" He grinned as he leant against the door frame and without batting an eyelid she attempted to close the door in his face, but he was on the ball too. He put his foot out and stopped the door in its tracks. "Okay, okay, sheesh. I actually came over for Yang, I have something she might like to borrow."

He heard Weiss sigh as she let the door go and allowed him entry in to the room where he found the inhabitants relaxing leisurely. All apart from Ruby, who seemed to be struggling with some work that she was etching away at on her top tent-bunk.

Weiss strode over to Yang who had joined Blake on her lower bunk to listen to music through her bright yellow headphones and flick through a pile of magazines that sat by her side. Without missing a beat, Weiss reached over and promptly flicked Yang on her forehead. Yang jumped out of her skin and the headphones fell off her head leaking electronic music with a heavy bassline.

"What the hell, princess?" She complained as she rubbed her forehead gently. "You could just tap me!"

"You have a visitor." Weiss stated regardless of the accusation. "A tall, blonde and scraggly one."

"Jaune?" Yang asked before she turned to see him leant against the closed door.

"Wow, Yang." Jaune said sarcastically. "Just WOW."

"Sorry, it's just what Weiss calls you." She apologised and Weiss shot her a glare from across the room. Yang got up and stretched with several audible clicks and a satisfied sigh, she then turned her MP3 player off and disconnected herself from the mass of cables connected to the headphones around her neck before turning back to Jaune. "So what did you need?"

"Ah, that's right. I couldn't help but overhear a conversation you had earlier today with your friends." He said. "And I thought you might appreciate… ta dah~ This!"

He pulled the DVD from behind his back and as soon as Yang caught sight of the cover, she squealed. Enveloping him in a spine-snappingly hard, bear hug, she spun him around a couple of times for good measure. He could see the muscles in her bare arms flexing, proving they were just as strong as her shapely legs, donned in a pair of black short shorts.

"Oh Jaune!" She cried as she now bounced on the spot, his body still being pressed firmly against her generous, bobbing chest inside her heather, grey tank top. He wasn't entirely sure that she was wearing a bra from the way they threatened to burst their banks. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Just so you know," He gasped as he managed to break free of her. "That's not a copy for you to keep. But letting you borrow it for a while is completely within my power."

"Well, once again, I thank thee, Sir Jaune Arc." She said in an accent that he noticed was quite similar to Velvet's well-spoken tongue, while she pinched at the corners of a pretend dress and curtsied. But it was funny, so he took part too.

"It goes without saying, my ladyship." He replied suavely with a formal bow of his own. "I am of a service at any time. You need just ask of me."

"Coolies." She said as she shifted naturally back to her own enthusiastic dialect. "If you're free now, do you want to watch with me?"

"Yeah, sure thing." Jaune agreed with a smile. "I'll get changed."

"So I'm gonna be gone for a little while." Yang said as she turned back to her teammates and checked the back of the DVD case. "For 115 minutes to be precise. Don't miss me too hard."

Weiss grimaced and shooed her away to which Yang quickly replied with her middle finger. She turned to Blake and Jaune knew that Blake could feel Yang's gaze through her book which she raised her eyes from for a second. With a defeated sigh, she lowered the book and unexpectedly blew a kiss in Yang's direction. Yang caught it in mid-air and slyly stowed it away in her back pocket. She gave Blake a sassy click of her tongue grouped with a cheeky wink and a point of her finger, before she slipped in to a pair of flip flops by the door. She then dragged Jaune back outside and closed the door to the sound of Ruby bidding them farewell, as she pulled at her hair from the frustration of her notes.

The pair moved across the hall and back in to Team JNPR's room where they paused in the door to watch Ren finish wrapping Nora up in her own duvet and wipe his brow. A job well done.

"I won't ask." Yang said as she fought back a grin.

"I don't think I even need to explain." Ren said with a sigh as he plopped back down on his now stationary bed.

Jaune moved over to his drawers by his bed, carefully avoiding the squirming Nora-roll and picked out a pale, blue t-shirt and a pair of creamy-yellow trousers. He set them on his bed while Yang sat on Nora's bed, leaning on her legs, easily keeping her still. Jaune set about untying his tie and unbuttoning his blazer when a thought struck him.

"Umm, Yang?" He asked with a slight tint to his cheeks. "Do you mind, like, turning around or something?"

He knew that as soon as it left his mouth that it was a bad move, but he would never know unless he tried. But as he watched a grin stretch across Yang's lips, he thought that that decision had been a stupid one. She took her time folding her left leg over her right and made herself comfortable before speaking.

"Now, Jaune." She purred. "We're all friends here. You must get changed in front of Nora and Pyrrha every day. Why should little, old me make a difference?"

"Well, I'm used to them." Jaune told the predator that sat on the opposite bed but he knew it wouldn't sway her. "I've grown comfortable with them. I know that they won't tease me for any marks that I might have, unlike someone."

"That hurts, my dear friend." She said as she clutched at her chest. "I aren't so shallow as to have my opinion of you changed just because you have a few stretch marks, I have a couple too, y'know? Now come, ditch the clothes and show mama what you've got."

She licked her lips and Jaune knew he wasn't going to be able to go anywhere. He took a deep breath, steeled himself and undressed anyway. He left his blazer, waistcoat and tie on the bed as he would need them the next day. He kept his shirt on as he always did that last through habit. Staring Yang dead in the eye as he dropped his trousers was, most likely, his only defence. The good offense and all that. He sat down to get the trousers off fully and Yang had to say;

So far so good.

In her eyes Jaune wasn't bad looking at all, he was tall and slim, his hair was nice and glossy and he had quite a feminine face despite his masculine jawline. She knew he was nice and was caring too, there honestly wasn't anything wrong with him apart from his inferiority complex. If he could get past that, then even Yang could see herself going for him. But she needed more information.

She knew that they hadn't known each other for long but there was definitely the possibility of her little sister becoming interested in him. True enough, it was most likely because Ruby hadn't been exposed to a boy's attention before, he'll be an unknown entity to her and Yang could fully see her confusing her first real friendship with a boy with love. So even if that did end up being the case, Yang would step aside, because she wanted her sister to be happy, even at the expense of a piece of her own happiness. But Yang had time, there was another option. Pyrrha.

Yang had seen on their second day at Beacon how openly Pyrrha had sought Jaune's attention even if he did only seek Weiss' attention in turn. But for Pyrrha, things had been progressing well. From what Yang could see of their interactions with each other, jaune had opened up to Pyrrha a lot and she had welcomed him with open arms. She had taught him how to use his aura more effectively and Yang had stumbled across their secret training together on the roof, but of course she had stayed hidden so as not to disturb them. But it wasn't just Jaune; Pyrrha too, had opened up to him and Jaune was aware of it.

Jaune already had his trousers back on and while he undid the buttons on his shirt, Yang could see the little glances he kept shooting in Pyrrha's direction, but he had his back to her, so she didn't notice. Or that was what she thought, before she glanced at the girl with the circlet and saw her very subtly lower her book slightly and watch a now shirtless Jaune with a little, pink tinge to her cheek.

Feeling satisfied that Pyrrha was a few steps ahead of her little sister, Yang moved her eyes back to Jaune. She saw what he meant about 'marks that he might have'. Across Jaune's side, on the lower ribs, she could see a few purple and white stretch marks. Yang wasn't surprised to see them there. Jaune must've been over 6 feet tall, getting to that height without any drawbacks would be a rare thing.

Yang caught Pyrrha quickly covering her face again as Jaune lifted his arms to slide in to his shirt. How sweet~ Jaune scuffed his shoes back on and quickly straightened out his disturbed hair before turning back to Yang.

"Alright, I'm ready." He said with a smile. "Where to?"

"C'mon." Yang said as she stepped in front of Jaune. "I know a nice, quiet place, where we can be alone."

"I'm very tempted to jump out the nearest window, right now."

Yang laughed but didn't stop as she left the room. Jaune figured that she was telling the truth about her knowing some place. It was unfortunate that their dorm rooms didn't have TVs in them, but even if they did Jaune knew that he (and potentially Yang) would get annoyed with hearing bed springs creaking as Nora bounced on whoever's bed throughout the movie. Perhaps it being just the two of them would be a good thing. When Jaune was watching a movie at home, he always liked it to be as quiet as possible; he could get in to its flow so much better then.

Jaune followed her out of his dorm with another quick round of valedictions with his team and he pursued her down the corridor that lead to the stairs that Yang happily trotted down while Jaune struggled to keep up with the girl's powerful legs. She kept her lead as she easily traversed the wide halls and weaved silkily in and around inbound passer-by's, Jaune meanwhile, bumped various people as he tried in vain to keep up.

At the next intersection, he realised he'd lost her. You wouldn't have thought you'd be able to lose sight of a girl taller than him and with 6 miles worth of glowing, golden hair. Franticly looking around on his tip toes showed no sign of her. Screw it, he'd try going right, see if she was down there, it was quieter down there too. He took a single step in that direction but was stopped by a hand grabbing his.

"Where're you escaping to, lady killer?" Yang asked with a grin. "It's this way. You should've told me if I was going too fast, I have one hell of a stride."

She pulled his in the opposite direction by his hand and he wondered if she thought anything of it. He didn't mind holding hands with his friends because he held hands with his mother until he was a teen. It wasn't that the novelty of it wore off, he just knew now that some people just needed a hand to hold at times.

Although, Jaune thought with a chuckle. This is to keep me from trailing too far behind again.

"Sorry about that." He told her. "It never crossed my mind."

"Well, I'm not letting you go now, anyway." She replied confidently. "So get comfortable back there."

She flashed a grin over her shoulder and Jaune understood then just how infectious her smiles were. Jaune saw that they were catching stares from people and he heard more than one of them wondering out loud if they were in that kind of relationship. Just by looking at her they judged that he was nowhere near her league. He got that she was gorgeous, he'd have to be blind to miss it, but that didn't mean that they had to be so harsh about it. He was feeling a little self-conscious at that but Yang quickly and unintentionally brought him straight back up from the depths with just a few words.

"We've just got a couple more corners to turn and then I'll show you something really special." She winked playfully at him and he couldn't help but laugh as he increased his pace to walk by her side. She greeted him with a toothy smile before she quickly noticed someone walking straight in to the middle of them Quick as a flash, without breaking the hand hold, Yang lifted their hands high in the air and the oncoming girl hastily ducked underneath their arch, stumbling on her apology.

Yang brought their hands back down as she turned to Jaune with a knowing look.

"Ain't no thang~" She chirped with an accent and Jaune cackled once again.

Yang leaned heavily against Jaune's shoulder suddenly and moved him to follow the corridor to the left which they got half way down before she pulled him to a stop.

"It's through this door and down the stairs." She said with an excited gleam in her lilac eyes. "I have a feeling you'll really appreciate me showing you this."

She moved past him once again to settle her back against the door and put her hand on the doorknob. She casually looked around a few times and once she deemed the quiet sub-corridor as safe, she backed herself through the door and gestured with her head for Jaune to follow. Once he was through the door hole, Yang closed the door and listened carefully for a few seconds.

"No one stopped to check us out." She said. "We won't be bothered at all while we're down here."

She grabbed his shoulders and spun him around to guide him down the red velvet carpeted stairs that apparently lead to a pair of double doors that Yang charged Jaune through head first. He pushed them open and instantly gasped.

In front of him was the biggest seating area he had ever seen. The room must've been at least, 30 meters across and there must've been hundreds of seats that were all arranged in tiered rows to look at the back wall where the majority of it was painted a pale, grey colour. Jaune had never seen a room like this before in his life. Did all schools have rooms like this? Jaune had only been to the little schools in the countryside town where he had grown up. This was just on another level.

"What in the world is this?" Jaune asked in bewilderment.

"This is Beacon Academy's own private cinema." She said but Jaune didn't look any wiser. "It's a massive TV screen that big towns and cities usually have to air the most recent movie releases."

"This is a TV screen?!" Jaune exclaimed. "Isn't this a little overboard?"

"I had a feeling that you hadn't experienced much in that sheltered, little town of yours." Yang suspected. "Plus, technically, it's not a screen. It's just a white wall that gets a film projected on to it through a projector in that back room there."

"Oh cool." Jaune awed with his eyes wide. "So where do I stick the disc?"

"Give it here." She said as she held out her hand. "I'll go set it all up, it should be easy enough. You go grab a couple of seats in the middle, too close or too far and we'll hurt our necks looking at that big of a screen."

"Got it." Jaune replied as she turned away and he made his way to the centre of the room. On the way, he passed a couple of seats that had a dark, red sheet covering them. Unconsciously, he reached out to touch it and found that it was quite soft and on a whim, he took the sheet with him to the centre seats. He plopped himself down in the seat on the right and put the sheet over the back of the chair at his side.

Suddenly the white wall in front of him lit up with a large menu screen with a couple holding each other on the left and a puppy with a bow on the right. It was a blurry image though so Jaune couldn't read the words in the centre. Or that was until the image started to slowly clear up. Looking behind him, he could see Yang in the window watching the screen too while she slowly turned the lens on the projector.

Once the picture was sharp Yang carefully turned a box around to face the window. Jaune recognised it as a DVD player. She propped it up against the windowsill before making a dash out of the room with the remote in her hand. She bounced down the steps and Jaune hastily looked away as her unrestrained chest threatened to spill. She threw herself down next to Jaune kicked off her flip flops, tucked them under herself and instantly leaned up against him, not that he minded.

"Alright now let's see if this works." She said as she held the remote backwards over her head. "Do you want subtitles or anything?"

"Nah, I'm OK." Jaune said as he comfortably sunk back in to his chair. "Good to go."

"Alright then, let's get this show on the road!" Yang cheered and pressed play. Luckily the precariously, perched DVD player was able to pick up the signal from the remote and the movie began.

Yang had to give the movie credit, it was pretty good. The turmoil within the family was well written and she could really feel the love that they had for that dog, no matter how much trouble it gave them. True, the wife wasn't too keen on keeping the dog later on but from Yang's point of view, it was understandable, the family was going through a particularly rough patch and things were looking pretty bleak for just them. A pet costs a lot of money and time that they just didn't have. But Yang knew that this particular arc wouldn't be anything special, she could already tell that the wife would give up and let the dog back in to the family and from there, everything would start to look up.

Unexpectedly, Yang found herself nodding off. The movie wasn't boring by any means, it just seemed that the fatigue from her Core Physical Training sessions was only just catching up to her. This was what she got for sitting still for over an hour. Her eyelids became even heavier and her consciousness swam. She was forced to settle her head on Jaune's shoulder and shut her eyes and within seconds she was sound asleep.