Jaune groaned as the light seemed to pierce through his eyelids, rousing him from the comfortable slumber he was in. He was still too tired to get up he decided and tried to turn onto his side to discover he couldn't. There was something warm and soft draped over him, preventing him from shifting very much at all. With a sigh he cracked his eyes open, wincing lightly as the light coming from the nearby window assaulted him.
Looking down he figured out what, or more accurately, who was with him. Laying against his chest was one Yang Xiao-Long, as evidenced by the golden locks that were flowing from the top of her head. His left arm was wrapped around her stomach and he could feel her warm, velvety-smooth skin beneath his fingers. Looking down into her face Jaune saw Yang's lips were turned upwards in a grin as she slowly hummed and nuzzled her face into his chest.
He should have been surprised at the scene before him, but quickly the memories of what had happened came to the fore of his mind. A small flush but large grin came across his face as he thought back on what they did. It seemed so simple and easy, as if they were two parts that were becoming whole.
It was a good night.
A very good night.
For now, Jaune laid still in bed, only allowing his fingers to trace whisper-soft across the skin of Yang's back. Once more he marveled at how soft her skin was, the warmth and electricity that filled him as his hands touched her. He could feel the hard muscle of her back beneath her skin, well hidden behind the soft curves that made her. After a few minutes of this Yang stirred lightly against him, mumbling something incoherent into his skin.
Sleepily she slowly lifted her head, turning back and forth to look around the room before looking upwards to meet his gaze. As she did Jaune saw as a bright smile crossed her face, his own mirroring hers a second later. Eyes heavy with sleep she studied him for a moment before she leaned up towards him.
Jaune didn't need another invitation as he leaned down, and they kissed lightly. This one was almost chaste compared to the ones the pair had shared last night, but still just as warm and fulfilling. As they melted into each other once again Jaune felt as Yang's taste and smell consumed his thoughts. She tasted like a wonderful mix of spices and her floral scent threatened to make his head swim as he took it in.
The blondes slowly separated and Jaune was remiss to be away from the blazing heat that were her lips. He licked his lightly without thinking, savoring the feeling. Yang giggled lightly at the action, but he could see the pleasure in her eyes. Jaune wrapped his arms around her once again, pulling her up so that she laid across his chest, faces close enough to feel each other's breath.
For a moment they simply gazed at each other, blue and lilac plumbing the depths of each other's eyes. Jaune lightly cleared his throat before he began.
"So…."
"Yeah…."
It seemed neither knew exactly what to say but after a moment Yang continued.
"I just want you to know that I don't regret last night. It wasn't what I expected to happen but…" She broke off for a moment, looking away before looking back at him, her face determined, "I enjoyed myself, more than enjoyed myself in fact. I don't know how I feel exactly, but this, whatever it is, feels right to me."
Jaune felt as her arms gripped him tightly. She was trembling. He could feel as the vibrations moved through him and he wanted to do nothing more but stop them for her. Flexing his arms, he drew the blonde girl in even tighter, almost crushing her into his chest.
"I want this too. I want what we had last night, I want to see you smile, to feel you in my arms like this. Being with you seems to make me better than I am. I'm too weak to leave this now, but even if I could, I wouldn't."
There was a small sense of guilt as he said the words. A small flash of red hair ran across his mind. The knight drove the doubt away, confident in his words and in how he felt for Yang. Pyrrah would want him to be happy, not to wallow in her memory like he had been. This would be his first step forward.
"Also, I really enjoyed myself too."
They both chuckled lightly against each other before again bringing their faces close to kiss. Their lips were rough and warm against each other as they joined in an already familiar way. For now, they simply enjoyed each other, content in the moment.
It seemed perfect.
Suddenly the door slammed open as a silver eyed girl stepped into the room.
"Yang, you need to get up so that we can eat before train...ing…"
Ruby slowly trailed off as she took in the scene. Yang, her sister, was lying naked against Jaune, her best friend, as they kissed together in bed. The sheets were ruffled, and their crumpled clothes littered the floor. She brought her fists up to rub her eyes, as if she could scrub them and the scene would change. When things didn't she simply squeaked in panic, her entire face flashing red as she slammed the door behind her on the way out.
Yang watched as her little sister fled from the room, sighing as she watched it happen. So much for her perfect moment. She glanced back up at Jaune, his eyes wide with surprise and panic as he looked back down to her. Without meaning to she let out a small snort.
"Well I guess the cat's out of the bag now, and Blake's not even here." She grinned as he groaned at her beautiful pun. Some people just didn't get good humor it seemed.
"Is that ok? Shouldn't we do something to, you know, stop her or something?"
She shook her head, feeling her hair shift around her and brush against his chest as she did.
"I wasn't intending to hide this from them, were you?" Jaune shook his head no and she continued, "So even if the others know, that's fine with me. I'm not one for tip-toeing around and being sneaky anyways. Whenever I want something I head for it in a straight line."
Her cocky grin was met with the smile that spread across the knight's face. She saw as he flushed, obviously remembering how straight forward she had been last night. Once more she laughed, the warm and comforting feeling from last night still spread within her chest. This morning she was too happy to let anything silly spoil her mood.
"Well I don't know about you, but I happen to be hungry after all that exercise we got yesterday. But before that I need a shower."
Yang lifted up off of Jaune, letting the covers fall around her and revealing herself once more to him. Standing from the bed she sighed and groaned exaggeratedly as she stretched. She saw as his blue eyes stuck to her as she moved, a small thrill running through her as he looked. Sensually she made her way over to the open door to the bathroom, purposefully swaying her hips as she walked. Stopping in the doorway she looked over her shoulder at him, pleased to see the lust that had filled the blonde knight once more.
"I could always use some company." With a wink she stepped into the room, laughing as she heard Jaune jump from the bed to follow her.
Yang was pretty sure that it normally didn't take her so long to shower, even with the time it took to tend to her golden locks. She was also sure that most people ended up cleaner after taking a shower, and that hadn't happened either. With a content sigh the blonde sat herself before the mirror, brush in hand as she prepared to tackle the strangled mess that her hair had become. Soon after she began Jaune's reflection appeared in the mirror behind her, and his warm hands set on her shoulders.
"Want a hand?"
Normally Yang would have said no, her hair was something she was proud of and she was reluctant for anyone else to mess with it. After a moment to consider she passed the brush back to him. She trusted Jaune. She felt as he went to work on her, hands surprisingly delicate as he worked the brush and his fingers through the golden mess. Yang hummed in appreciation as he worked, glad she could let herself relax in a new way, and before long he was done.
Finishing by giving her head a quick shake and running her fingers through it lightly, making sure everything was set correctly, she turned and gave her blonde counterpart a quick peck on the lips.
"You're quite good at this lady-killer, where did you pick up skills like those?"
Jaune scratched the back of his head, "Ah, well when you grow up with seven sisters you just kind of pick it up. A few of them really liked it when I brushed their hair for them."
Yang hummed lightly in response, coming in and gripping his left hand in her right, enjoying how the artificial limb sent shocks of electricity into her as they touched. She lightly pulled him towards the door, mentally preparing herself for what they would find when they appeared below.
"Well, time for the two of us to get some breakfast then, and for me to speak to my sister to remind her to knock before she barges into anymore rooms."
With a smile the two made their way downstairs and towards the dining area, still hand in hand. When they arrived it was to find everyone, bar Qrow, present at the table, working their way through breakfast together. The reactions they received were varied and largely expected by the two of them.
The most obvious being Ruby, who after taking a single look at them had flushed red again and quickly looked at the food on her plate. Next was Weiss who sat beside the crimson girl, her eyes wide in shock as her mouth hung open, the fork she was holding clattered against the plate below as she dropped it. Ren simply looked as he always did, which disappointed her a little bit, she had hoped to pull some sort of reaction from the taciturn boy.
Beside him was the bombastic ginger girl that seemed to be almost vibrating as she looked at the pair. Nora's mouth was set in a wide grin as she quickly looked between the blondes and the others at the table. Yang saw her eyes narrow as the teal orbs bounced between them and Ruby whose neck was still a bright red. She had realized that Ruby knew something about the two.
Finally, she looked over to the not so familiar face sat on the other end of the table, Oscar. The boy just looked confused as he looked around the room, trying to gage the reactions of the others. When he met her eye she simply winked at him, which appeared to confuse the boy even more.
Before anyone could say anything, Yang sat down at the table, dragging Jaune down with her, holding him close as she did so. Taking a plate from the table she quickly started to make plates for herself and the knight, a mix of eggs, bacon and pancakes between them. As she finished she simply placed it in front of him and using her right arm turned his face towards hers.
Jaune didn't resist as she did any of this, only waited patiently as she busied herself doing what she did. Yang could see a faint flush on his face, the embarrassment hidden just below the surface. With a chuckle she moved forward and kissed him. At first his lips were ridged in surprise but after a moment he pushed back, enjoying the sensation without a thought for the others. Yang suppressed a few chuckles as she heard another squeak from Ruby, the choking cough that came from Weiss, the reluctant sigh from Ren and the guffaw that sounded from Nora.
Finally they broke apart, both blondes with lips that glistened from the other.
"Now eat up Jaune, we need to make up for all of those calories we burned off together last night." Without another word the two of them started to eat with gusto. As much as Yang was posturing for the others it was a fact that the two of them were famished after last night and this morning. A quiet minute passed as the others watched them eat until the silence was broken by Weiss.
"I-, Wha-, Just what is happening right now? Can any of you explain!?"
Yang finished chewing and used the knife she held to point over towards her sister at the end of the table.
"Well, Rubes should know what's going on, considering she got quite an eyeful this morning." She waggled her eyebrows as the others all turned from her to look at the younger girl.
"N-No I didn't! What are you saying Yang! I… I didn't see anything." Ruby stuttered from the sudden attention, her voice growing weak by the end.
"Oooooh, you have to share with the rest of the class. Hmmm, now let us know, what sordid details are you hiding?" Nora bounced over to the younger girl, grabbing Weiss – who let out a small complaint- to interrogate the information from her. Yang quickly finished her breakfast before moving to slide down towards the other girls, know that eventually Nora would come to drag her in.
She looked back at Jaune as she went, giving him a shrug in apology. He shook his head lightly, but the smile on his face told the real story. Sensing his reluctant approval, she turned to the other girls, ready to dish the story she knew they wanted.
The blonde knight watched as Yang joined her sister and the other girls, who pulled her into their abrupt huddle, all too eager to tease the details from the girl. Truthfully Jaune wasn't too keen on everyone knowing everything about what had happened last night, and then again this morning, but the could deal with it. Seeing Yang smile at him was enough.
It was scary to know how much control she already had over him. The thought of ever hurting her again stabbed painfully in his chest, so much so that he couldn't deny her the simple things like this. A little embarrassment for him was a small price to pay.
Trying to ignore the hushed voices and tittering he heard from the girls he turned to look at Ren and Oscar. Both were staring at him as if waiting for Jaune to make some sort of statement.
"So…uh…me and Yang are a thing…I guess."
Ren simply nodded, taking the information in stride, while Oscar just looked between the girls and him before speaking.
"Don't you think you should, like, stop her?"
Jaune just chuckled, "Ah, maybe? I don't quite know myself but…" He trailed off for a moment, letting his eyes roam over his girlfriend, lover, whatever it was they were. The smile that floated to his lips seemed enough for the younger boy, who nodded at his non-answer.
Seeing that the others were done with breakfast Jaune began to grab the dishes spread along the table so he could start to clear them. Before that though he quickly put together another plate of food that Yang could have after she was done regaling the others with their misdeeds. Ren and Oscar joined him as he cleared the table and the three of them started to clean all the dirty dishes.
As he worked Jaune saw as the girls talked out of the corner of his eye, vaguely trying to get an idea of what was happening. As Yang talked quietly to the group he saw as the flush on Ruby creep up her neck before she simply pulled her hood up and cinched it tight around her head. Weiss stood slightly away from the others, but he saw as she kept slowly turning inwards towards Yang before catching herself and adjusting back away again. He glanced away as her eyes roamed over to him, looking him up and down, her cheeks tinted pink.
Nora meanwhile looked beside herself with happiness, gasping loudly at various points as Yang spoke. For a moment he looked back at the group only to find Nora looking towards him in a very specific spot that made him want to drop what he was doing and cover himself. Jaune just tried to ignore her as washed the dishes.
A few minute later the girl's conference broke apart, all of the girls other than Yang had a blush on their cheeks as they looked over to him. Jaune kept his face as neutral as possible, trying to dismiss the embarrassment he felt and ignore their pointed stares. He saw as Yang moved back and started to finish off the plate of food he had left for her, a smile on her face as she ate.
Rising from the table after she was done the buxom blonde strolled over to him, moving to stand directly behind him at the sink. She wrapped her arms around his waist, dropping the plate into the soapy water that filled the sink, and pulled herself tightly to his back, her chin resting on his right shoulder. The voluminous softness that pressed against his back had him suppress a shudder, his breath coming out in a hot pant. He felt more than heard Yang chuckle at that.
She stayed like that as he worked to finish washing the last few dishes left over from their meal. As he started to scrub a pan he shifted his head and caught her eye, whispering lightly to her.
"So, did you regale them will tales of your conquest? It seemed like Ruby might pass out from everything she heard."
"Well I didn't get into the nitty-gritty, but I did give them a nice… overview of a couple things. As for Ruby, if she was really not interested she would have sped away, so it appears her curiosity got the better of her." A grin spread across the blonde's lips. "We should finish up here and then head down and join the others to train. It seems like Oscar, or well I guess it would really be Ozpin, is going over some hand to hand techniques for Ruby today."
Jaune nodded as he moved to finish the last set of forks and knives, scrubbing them quickly before giving a quick rise and setting them aside to dry. Pulling the plug, he watched as the bits of food and soapy water drained from the sink, drying his hands on a nearby towel. Yang gave him a quick squeeze to gain his attention and he turned in her arms to bring her into his, holding her close to his chest.
"Are you up for another spar?" Jaune asked her.
"Hmmm, sounds good to me. Maybe this time we should do it a bit lighter though, I wasn't a huge fan of how the last fight ended." Jaune winced as Yang mentioned it, looking away from her, a heavy expression on his face. She firmly grabbed his chin and forced his gaze back to hers. "I told you last night, don't worry about it. I don't blame you for anything and besides you didn't even hurt me."
The blonde knight's expression lightened with her words and he gave her a quick nod to acknowledge that he understood. Yang leaned in towards his ear to whisper the next words to him.
"Though if you can beat me again, I might be able to do something… special for you later."
Jaune shuddered from the words and warm breath that tickled his skin. Turning in his grasp Yang grabbed his hand and started to lead them down to the dojo and the others.
The rest of the day was spent training with the others, watching as Ozpin, through Oscar, taught Ruby the basics of hand to hand combat. Yang couldn't help but grumble as she saw that, mentioning that Ruby was never as interested in it when she had tried to teach her before. As they watched, the others held some light spars, went through their forms and meditated throughout the day. Jaune and Yang also had a spar just before lunch, one in which it was surprisingly even.
While Yang was faster and had more refined technique, Jaune it turned out was stronger, if she wasn't using her Semblance, and his larger than normal amounts of Aura allowed him to tank a lot of hits. Hits that would have normally put many others down. In the end though Yang proved the victor, taking the blonde knight down with a series of strikes too fast for him to defend from.
As she bent down and pulled him up Jaune leaned in close enough to whisper so the others couldn't hear.
"Looks like I owe you some special attention tonight."
He saw as the girl tried to fight down the blush that rose on her cheeks, the intimate whisper catching her off guard. Jaune just laughed as she punched him lightly in the arm and then stormed away. It was obvious that she wasn't actually mad, just annoyed that he had managed to catch her off guard.
Day faded to evening and Jaune found himself alone outside the dojo, slowly going through his forms. With deliberate movements he moved Crocea Mors through the air around him, spending a minute or more going in between each pose, feeling how his muscles shifted as he moved. What he needed now more than anything was to build his muscle memory, to lessen the delay between thought and action.
"Putting on quite the show there blondie. It looks like at least one of you brats is taking the training seriously."
The knight slowly let out a breath as he let his weapon fall, looking towards Qrow as he walked over to him. The raven-haired Huntsman stopped a few feet away and before Jaune could reply he watched as the man pulled a flask out and took a swig. Qrow hissed as he pulled the drink from his lips and secured the top, sliding it into some pocket in the breast of his coat.
The two stood in silence, Jaune studying the older man while Qrow looked out to the view before them, watching as various lights started to dot the city. Seeing him now Jaune could only think that the man looked tired. If he had to guess the search for other Huntsman and Huntresses wasn't going to plan, seeing as none had returned with him. It boded ill. For now though, the blonde had a feeling that he came to talk about a certain niece.
"So, I heard you had quite the night last night. Actually, I heard more than that from your orange haired friend but as I'm desperately trying to suppress that memory, I won't bring it up." Qrow shook his head as he grimaced, as if doing so would dispel whatever information he had learned.
Jaune tensed as the man finally turned to look at him, the crimson orbs pinning him where he stood. If he was honest with himself Jaune would say that he never really liked the man before him. He seemed abrasive, sloppy, and blunter than what was needed. Not to mention a drunk. A small part of him was also angry at him for the things that had happened to Pyrrah.
If Ozpin, Qrow and their group hadn't decided that his partner should become the Fall Maiden, it felt likely to him that she would still be alive. The reason that Pyrrah went and faced Cinder was because she felt like she had to, since she was chosen as next in line for the position. He felt as the anger flared within and his hands clenched in response, the muscles reacting without thinking.
Drawing a large breath, the blonde let it slowly whistle out between his lips, letting the anger drain from him. Thinking of the words Yang had told him last night, that he had to stop holding onto these dark emotions helped him. He knew that it wasn't Qrow's fault for what had happened, that he man didn't deserve any blame. Jaune simply wanted a way to push away his pain, and the man was an easy target for him to latch onto.
Qrow didn't say a word as he watched Jaune and just let them slip once more into a fragile silence as he waited for a response. Once again, his hand dove beneath his coat, pulling a drink from it. After leveling himself the blonde knight finally gave the man a reply.
"Ah… I don't know what you heard but, yeah, it's true. Yang and I shared last night together."
Jaune watched the man, trying to gage his reaction. Qrow slowly screwed the cap of the flask tight before letting out a loud sigh.
"Look, kid, I'm not here to tell you that you and Yang can't be together or that what you did was wrong. While you guys aren't adults you're not children either. You can make your own decisions. What I will say though is that you need to be careful. Yang might seem tough, but the girl needs someone who can take care of her." He continued as he saw Jaune nod in response. "I won't get into why, that's not my story to tell, but just know that if you ever hurt her or try to leave-"
The man was suddenly gone from before Jaune and the next set of words came from right behind him.
"- you won't make it very far."
Jaune stumbled as a hand slapped him roughly in the back. He turned to see Qrow walking back towards the house, his hand raised up as he sent a small wave. Unbidden he felt as a small chuckle spill from his lips, a mixture of fear and amazement filling him as he watched the man leave.
The next two weeks followed roughly the same pattern of the first day's. The days spent training together, the nights shared between the two of them, some like the first, others where they just fell asleep together, comforted by the knowledge that the other would be there when they woke. Things weren't perfect, but it worked.
Occasionally either Jaune or Yang would slip away again, needing the other to come and hold their hand, give them a hug and a kiss. The warm reminders that things would be ok. Ruby and the others would usually leave them alone at these times, content to let them share their quiet moments together. Though Ruby could sometimes hear the not so quiet moments together when she walked through the halls at night. Once she had heard Yang moan as she passed by her room. Moan.
She shuddered at the thought. Gross.
Overall, she was happy for the two of the blondes. Ruby had been distressed at the fact that she couldn't help Jaune with what he was going through. Even if it was no excuse she had been too busy with herself and focusing on making their way across Anima and had let it fall to the wayside. Somehow Yang had come and immediately saw through him, managing to pull the pieces together. Just as Jaune had done for her as well.
Ruby had noticed that things were off with Yang from the moment she arrived. Of course she did, Yang was her sister. The small glances, the way she held her hand the first night, that flat look on her face and in her eyes. Things had worked out in the end, but she still needed to do better. She would do better.
She would never stop moving forward.
It was another evening when Jaune found himself outside the dojo, looking over into the city as the light started to spread across the streets below. This time however he was not alone, Yang sat between his legs, head resting against his chest as they lounged against the wall. Feeling her warmth was welcome to fight back the chill that was building as the sun set.
Yang had been distracted almost all day, slipping off, her face scrunched in concentration as she thought on something. Jaune hadn't asked what it was, he just stayed near her as she thought, letting her know that he was there if she needed him. After a few minutes of comfortable silence he felt the blonde shift in his arms, straightening herself, growing more tense.
"Jaune…" He simply hummed to let her know he was listening. "Did you know that Ruby and I have different mothers?"
The knight shook his head at the question, though looking back on it, it did make sense. Ruby and Yang were hardly similar physically, to the point where he was surprised that they were sisters when he first learned it.
"Ruby's mom, and the woman who I consider to be my real mom, was Summer Rose. A Huntress who was slayer of Grimm, kisser of boo-boos and baker of cookies." She stopped to let out a small chuckle. "While she wasn't home all the time due to her missions when she was there she was super mom. But then one time she left and never came back."
Yang's voice went from light to heavy in an instant. Jaune could only pull her closer, trying to stymie the pain that the memories brought up for her. He heard her voice thicken as she continued.
"My biological mother is Qrow's sister, Raven Brawnwen. I never knew her when I was growing up, other than the few pictures that my dad had of her. She left me and my dad pretty much right after I was born. I was a newborn baby, but she just didn't care, and left without a word." Anger tinged with pain filled her voice as she spoke about the woman.
"My whole life I've always wondered why she left. Did she not want me? Was I not good enough for her?" The blonde shook her head and laughed derisively, "And then I finally met her, just before Weiss and I came here. So, what happens when I talk to her? There's nothing. No explanation, no apologies. It's like she forgot, or more likely that it didn't even matter to her!"
The anger that filled Yang's voice gave away to pain, and she whispered the next words.
"That I didn't matter to her."
Jaune didn't know what to say, how to soothe the pain he heard coming from her. This wasn't something a few nice words would fix. It was a wound that was part of her, that would probably always be part of her. For now, all the knight could do was hold her even tighter in his arms, as if he could fuse the wound closed by doing so.
Soon a light moisture started to build against his sleeves as Yang dropped her head to rest her eyes there. Without thinking he began to hum lightly to her, as if by doing so he could distract her. Long minutes passed as he let her shed her tears, knowing that she needed to let them out. Slowly he heard as she stopped, pulling her face away from where it had rested and wiping her hands across her face to dismiss the lingering moisture.
"I want to show you something," Jaune softly spoke to her as he shifted, pulling his scroll from the pocket of his jeans. Unlocking it he scrolled to the videos that he had stored on the device and finding the one he wanted he clicked play and moved it in front so that Yang could see the screen. As the video started an image of Pyrrah standing before Beacon tower appeared. A small gasp came from Yang.
They both watched as in the video Pyrrha started to go through a series of forms and strikes that Jaune could use to train, the same ones he had been practicing the first night Yang and Weiss had arrived. As the video moved towards the end Jaune had to close his eyes, unable to bear seeing her as she said the last words.
"…I'm just happy to be a part of your life. I'll always be here for you Jaune."
The screen turned black as the video ended but neither Yang nor Jaune said anything, only letting the impact of her words wash over them. For Jaune it shouldn't have been as hard, as surprising to hear, but it never got easier for him. Yang now sat stiffly in his arms.
Yang tried to understand why Jaune had showed her that video as she mulled over what she had seen. Seeing the red headed girl had been both wonderful and terrible. Wonderful because it reminded her of the good days at Beacon, when the worst they had to worry about was getting in trouble with Miss Goodwitch or doing their homework. Terrible because of the sense of guilt that was now growing within her. If Pyrrah was here then she and Jaune would be together instead of them, and she felt that being with him was a betrayal.
Was it wrong for her and Jaune to be together? When it felt so right, made the two of them happy?
She wasn't sure.
"There is a reason I showed you that video. I want you to know that… I probably loved Pyrrah, even if I didn't realize it at the time." Yang felt her blood run cold as he uttered the words. "In fact, I probably still love her even now. It's likely I will never stop loving her, a small part of me will always want to hold onto her, to those days we spent together."
Yang felt as her heart seemed to burn and tears once more built behind her eyes. This was it, wasn't it? He would tell her that they couldn't be together, that it was over between them. He would join the list of people who left her.
Jaune gripped Yang by the shoulders, turning her in his lap and she didn't fight it. She just stared at his chest, afraid to look above, to see his expression and the unspoken apology that would be in his eyes. It would be too much for her now, too much pain to bear. She felt as his hand came below her chin and once again she let him gently lift her face. There was no point drawing out the pain.
As their gazes met what she saw wasn't an expression of sorrow, of pain or of apology. Instead it was the bright smile that he gave only to her, his eyes alight with passion. A small chuckle fell from his lips as he saw her expression and he lightly shook his head.
"I tell you this, so you can know, even with all of that happening, with all those thoughts, what I say now is true."
The blonde knight drew in a large breath, as if to steady himself.
"Yang Xiao-Long, I love you."
Yang felt her heart stop at that moment. Her entire being froze as he said those words to her. Was this really happening?
"Yang, I love you. For as long as you want me, I'll be here by your side. I want to love you, be with you, to see you smile, see you laugh. I want to spend the rest of my time here with you. I've lived too long being meek, not reaching out and taking the things I want. The things I need. So, I won't make those same mistakes, hold those same regrets about this."
Jaune looked her directly in the eye as he spoke, determined to convey the depth of his words, the truth that he spoke.
"I love you."
The blood in her body ignited as her heart restarted, now beating a blazing inferno in her chest. Yang felt as the tears that had built were now spilling from her, but the reason all too different than before. The blonde swelled with happiness, so much so that it was like she would burst. She felt as Jaune's fingers came up to brush the tears from her cheeks, still waiting for her reply.
"I love you too."
Four simple words were all it took. The smile that filled both of their faces was worth all the pain that came before this. With a hungry passion the two kissed, pushing against each other roughly, fiercely. There were no longer two people, only one, connected in heart, body and soul.
It didn't matter anymore what had happened before, or even what may come ahead. They both knew that if they were together there would be no problems. Nothing too much for them to handle. For now though, nothing else mattered but each other.
The happiness they felt.
The warmth they shared.
Hello again, and thank you for reading once more.
Amazingly I was able to pull something together for a second chapter for this, though I will say it will be the last for this story.
Overall this chapter ended up a lot lighter than the first, which is probably for the best. Nobody needs that much angst in their life.
Once again please let me know what you thought in a review. Good? Bad? Better than the first chapter? Worse? Feel free to rip me a new one of you feel it necessary.
I will be trying to pull together another story, one with an even crackier ship, but I'll leave that as a surprise for now. I'm looking to put it up sometime next weekend (Feb 10th), as I need to do some more planning on it. I hope to update that next one weekly, and it will for sure go for more than two chapters, so please stick around for some more writing if you enjoy mine.
Until next time!