A/N: Here's the fic to replace Bended, and one I've wanted to do for awhile. The very first fem!Jaune x yuri harem fic.

That's right. It's finally fucking here. After being teased relentlessly by yours truly, it is finally a reality.

Jane Arc's Yuri Harem

Summary: Jane Arc just wanted to go to Beacon and become a huntress. Becoming the object of every girl's desire was never part of the plan! Why did things have to be so complicated?

*Welcome to Beacon!*

Jane Luna Arc, the youngest member of the Arc family, held her stomach painfully with one hand over her mouth. She was on an airship to one of the most prestigious huntsman training academies, Beacon, and she was starting to regret her decision as her airsickness raised its ugly scaly head. Her throat convulsed, and she sprinted over to the nearest available trashcan with a pained groan. The contents of what appeared to be last night's supper of roast beef and mashed potatoes landed in it, and she moaned in disgust. "Ugh…great start on your first day…" 'Why? Why do I have to get airsick? Of all the people in the Arc family, it had to be me.'

She was glad her seven older sisters were nowhere to be seen; if they were, they'd torment her endlessly until she probably assumed the fetal position and began sobbing hysterically.

The blonde wiped her mouth with the black sleeve of her shirt, thankful no smears ended up on it, and smoothed her blue skirt. The ship was beginning to land on the airstrip leading to Beacon, and she couldn't help but stare at the academy now that she could actually lay her sapphire blue eyes on it. The CCT rose high above the school, presumably the headmaster's office, and she gulped as the realization finally began started to sink in. She, Jane Arc, was finally at Beacon. 'I can't believe it. I'm here. I'm actually here.'

She walked forward slowly as if in a trance, paying no attention to the other hopeful students. Her father, Miles Arc, was a legendary huntsman and he too once attended Beacon. And now, she was here to hopefully continue his legacy with the weapon he too once wielded.

Crocea Mors sat in its sheath on her belt, and she ran a hand over its handle as the ship finally landed. Her father gave it to her when she told him she wanted to attend Beacon, telling her she was going to need it.

Jane passed by two girls, one a busty blonde brawler and the other a caped redhead. They seemed to be talking about something, something Jane couldn't fully hear. But it sounded like the redhead was young and shy, and the blonde was her older sister and trying to get her to be open up. 'Huh? I thought you needed to be seventeen to get in? That one looks like she's barely 14-15.'

Now with her feet firmly where they belonged (on the ground), she was able to see the statue that was the centerpiece of Beacon's courtyard. 'This is it. I'm finally here, Dad. I'm really at Beacon.'

"Hey there, Starstruck," a playful voice sounded behind her. Jane jumped in surprise, yelping a little at the smack on her back that followed, and she turned to see the busty brawler from earlier. She had a small grin on her face, and she had quite the impressive mane of hair and bust; something told Jane to never mess with it, if she valued her life. 'Wow. Even Jade doesn't have hair that impressive. Or as big of a chest...'

"Like what you see?" the blonde smirked, lilac eyes sparkling as she playfully shook her hips.

Jane's face flushed, and she started to stutter. "I, uh, I promise I wasn't looking at you like that! Really!" 'Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like you haven't admired other women's breasts before.'

'No! Don't think about that!'

"Uh huh," the other girl kept smirking. "Keep telling yourself that if it helps you sleep at night. The name's Yang. Yang Xiao Long. You?"

"Jane Arc. Short and sweet," Jane added, immediately regretting her poor choice of words. 'That was so cringy. Why did I say that?'

A red blur rushed towards the two blondes, and Yang rolled her eyes and held her hand out, snagging them with an iron grip. "Nice try, lil sis."

It was the young redhead from earlier, and she struggled to free her cape from Yang's grip. She failed miserably, and she looked at her with pleading silver eyes. "Yaaaaaaaang! Letmegoletmego!"

"I don't think so," Yang grinned, dragging her back. "You're going to actually meet people. Why not start with someone who I just met myself?"

The redhead finally gave up, and she shuffled her feet awkwardly as she held out a nervous hand. "H-hi. I'm Ruby, Yang's sister."

"Jane," Jane introduced. She looked at the two, and her eyebrow rose a little. The two girls looked absolutely nothing alike, with Ruby being smaller in stature, with darker hair and completely different eyes than Yang. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, how exactly are you related? You look nothing alike." 'Sisters, really? They don't even look similar.'

"Different mom, same dad," Yang answered, sharing a slightly glum look with Ruby.

The look didn't go unnoticed by the blonde knight. "Sorry. I didn't mean to bring up such a sensitive topic. Should've known better…" 'Real smooth, Jane. That's a great start to make friends here.'

"Ah, don't worry too much about it," Ruby spoke up cheerfully. "Sure, it hurts. But I look at it this way; we can't let past tragedies hold us back from striving to live every day to the fullest. Right, Yang?"

Silence answered her.

"Yang?" Ruby looked around, and the blonde knight sighed, for the brawler had vanished in a cloud of terrible party music and random people. 'Welcome to Beacon.'

"Well…this is nice. Um, I got this." Ruby reached behind her and pulled out a red weapon way too big to be wielded by someone of her height and stature effectively

The blade sank into the ground with a loud crash and Jane's eyes were wide. "Is that a scythe? Rifle? Scythle?" 'Okay, that last one was dumb, I admit. It's something an idiot in orange would say.'

"It's my hand built beauty, Crescent Rose," Ruby replied, running a hand over it affectionately. "A giant scythe that's also a high impact sniper rifle. So, what kind of weapon do you have?"

Jane drew Crocea Mors from its sheath, shrugging. "I just have this sword. My great-great-grandfather used it in the war. Nothing fancy about it, though the sheath becomes a shield." A small click later, and her shield was fully extended.

"Wow," Ruby's silver eyes were shining at the sight of the simple weapon. "I like it. Not many people have much appreciation for classics these days. But, doesn't the sheath still weigh the same?"

"It does..." Jane sheepishly admitted, sheathing the sword. The two had ended up somewhere in the courtyard, and she looked around. "Um, do you know where to go from here?" 'How did I get lost already? We were just in front of the school not even five minutes ago!'

"I don't know. I was just following you?" Ruby tried, scratching the back of her head awkwardly.

Jane wanted to let out a groan of frustration. First day, and already lost. Smooth sailing so far. "Um…maybe we should go towards the giant building up front? That seems the most logical place to start to me."

"Huh. You're right," Ruby smiled. "Race you there!"

"You're on!" Jane and Ruby ran towards the building, the cloaked girl turning into a blur of rose petals. Even though Jane had possibly the fastest legs in the Arc family (beating out even her father), she was nowhere near as fast as Ruby; the younger girl reached the entrance to Beacon first looking like she barely broke a sweat. To be fair, Ruby didn't have wear anything resembling armor while Jane's chest, shoulders and hands were protected by a strong white-colored metal with golden trim. Though it protected her from most average Grimm attacks, it did weight a ton and slowed her down.

"Wow, you're really fast," Jane panted. Her hands were on her waist as she caught her breath, and she pushed her hair back. They had reached the entrance to Beacon, and upon entering, Jane could really appreciate just how large it all was inside. The ceiling must have been fifty feet high, and this was just one room.

The hall itself was filled with potential huntsmen and huntresses, and Yang waved over to her little sister eagerly. "Hey, Ruby! Come on over here! I saved you a spot!"

"Okay!" Ruby yelled. She gave an apologetic smile to Jane, sprinting over towards the brawler. "Gotta go! Talk to you later!"

"W-wait!" Jane tried to call her back, but it was too late; the hooded reaper was gone. Jane stood alone, and she sighed before melting into the ranks unaware of a redhead's green gaze boring into her back. "Where am I going to find another nice and quirky girl to talk to?" 'Aww…dammit. Too bad I don't really know anyone else here.'

She took her place away from everyone else, feeling a little embarrassed as a tall girl with burnt orange hair and a freaking mace gave her a hard stare. 'Who is she? Why is she looking at me like that?'

However, those questions were not going to be answered immediately. The headmaster of Beacon Academy, Professor Ozpin, had taken his place in front of a microphone in the very front of the grand hall with a mug in hand. "I'll…keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills, and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction."

He paused to let his words sink in, and Jane could hear the other students mumbling amongst themselves. 'Well…that's a great way to get their attention, huh?'

Several strands of hair fell into her face again, and she brushed them back with a little huff of annoyance; sometimes, she wondered if she was a boy in another alternate timeline. It would make dealing with hair a heck of a lot easier, that was for sure. 'Ha. I imagine I'd be pretty dorky as a guy. Wouldn't really be able to wear that Pumpkin Pete pajama set without looking like an idiot.' Probably would have terrible pickup lines, too.

Professor Ozpin continued on, the students falling silent once more. "You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." He seemed to look directly at Jane with his last few words, the blonde awkwardly scratching the back of her neck as he finished his opening speech.

He stepped away from the microphone, taking a sip of whatever was in his mug, and Jane whistled quietly. 'That was…ominous. And why was he looking at me?'

A tall blonde professor, Professor Glynda Goodwitch, took her spot in front. "You will gather in the ballroom tonight; tomorrow, your initiation begins. Be ready. You are all dismissed."

The students began to file out into the two locker rooms to get changed, and once again Jane found herself being stared at by the tall girl with orange hair. Her indigo eyes were boring into the blonde's, and she gulped and waved nervously. "Uh, hi? Can I help you?"

"Hmph." The taller girl turned away with a scoff, and Jane just shrugged before starting to get changed. She pulled off the white armor, revealing her blue and black shirt underneath, and reached into her bag to pull out her sleepwear.

It was a simple light blue Pumpkin Pete shirt and blue sweatpants, and she got changed in a hurry; something told her to not mess with the mace wielder. 'Why does she keep looking at me? Did I do something? But I only just got here! I couldn't have done anything to her!'

With a shrug of confusion she placed her armor, Crocea Mors, and her spare clothes into Locker 236 and activated its passcode via her scroll. Now with her equipment secured, she headed out of the locker room and back into the ballroom.

The blonde pulled out a fluffy pillow and was just about to lie down on her sleeping bag when a grinning blur landed next to her. "Enjoying the slumber party?"

It was Yang.

"Eh. Not exactly fond of the guys, to be honest," Jane admitted, looking at all of the boys flexing and comparing their muscles.

"Oh? So you bat for the home team?" Yang asked with a smirk, about to boop her on the nose. "That explains why you were checking us out."

"Yang!" Jane blushed and threw a pillow at her, hitting the busty brawler in the face with it. "S-shut up! It's not funny!"

"Aww, you're so cute when you blush," Yang teased, booping her nose. Jane flinched away, and her blush deepened when Yang cupped her chin and tilted her head up. "You know, I'd be flattered if it were true. A girl like you having a crush on me…talk about a nice little fairy tale, hmm?"

"I-I…um…" Jane's face was practically on fire, and no words were capable of leaving her throat. 'What the hell is this!? Why did she say that!?'

But before she could answer, Yang pulled away and stood up. "Well…goodnight, Jane Arc." She walked away with a wink, shaking her hips, and the blonde knight was left speechless. Already, she had someone flirting with her. She rolled over in her sleeping bag, confused as hell.

"What the fuck was that about?"

Welcome to Beacon, Jane Arc.

A/N: Hehe…the harem begins! Next up, cute little Jane meets two more members of the harem XD. Tell me what you think so far!

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