Hey guys! Welcome back! Sorry for the delay, I wanted to get the wording in this chapter just right *hint hint*. Pyrrha's POV will be short, but with good reason. But without further ado, the moment everyone has been waiting for!

Jaune POV

Slowly, Jaune's eyes slipped open. He felt strange. Like something was pressed against his chest, wrapped around him, holding him tight. It was strange, yet so warm and comforting. It made him feel... safe. Jaune wanted to feel this way all the time. He wanted to feel this calming warmth day by day. But what is it? What is holding me?, Jaune thought.

Jaune sat up and haphazardly threw off the bed sheets, revealing a familiar character.

"P-P-P-Pyrrha!", Jaune cried out.

Wearily, Pyrrha rose from her peaceful position on Jaune's torso. "Good morning", she said drearily, rubbing her eyes. Jaune grew a vibrant crimson, heavily embarrassed by the fact that he had woken up next to the girl he had been longing for so long. Oh god, whose bunk am I in? How did she get in here? And why, oh why, am I holding her?

Half of Jaune wanted to run. He wanted to run as fast as he could, out of the room and down the hall. But the other half didn't. The other half wanted to stay in this position for an eternity, with the girl of his dreams nestled in his arms. He debated what he was doing to do. If he fled again, he would feel just as grimy as he had the night before. But if he stayed... If he stayed he could continue to indulge in his desires for Pyrrha, even if they were only to lay dormant together.

Then, Jaune remembered Ren's words of wisdom.

'Be a man', Jaune thought. I will. I'm going to step up. If I were to bail yet again, what would Pyrrha think of me? No, Jaune thought, spurred by a random surge of confidence, I'm not going to run away this time.

Pyrrha POV

"P-Pyrrha", Jaune started, "I-", but she cut him off by placing a finger on his lips. They're so... soft, Pyrrha thought, I... I... don't think I can restrain myself any longer. "Pyrrha", Jaune attempted, but Pyrrha interrupted him again. God, Pyrrha thought as her shining confidence started to fade, what am I doing? "Shhh", Pyrrha said softly. Then, without thinking, she leaned in and ever-so-softly brushed her lips against his. Jaune started to protest, but ultimately trailed off. Their lips locked in a splendid show of passion and released emotions. All of Pyrrha's bottled up frustration and irritability flowed free in the form of a kiss. She felt amazing. She felt... alive.

Jaune POV

Jaune couldn't believe it. Pyrrha Nikos. The Pyrrha Nikos was sharing a bed with him. Not only that but she was kissing him. It was truly a dream come true. It was whimsical how fate could be inconsistent. Just hours ago Jaune was dashing into the hall at first sight of Pyrrha, now their lips were locked in a heavenly embrace.

Jaune was feuding for air. He was being sucked into Pyrrha. He pulled away from Pyrrha's figure, panting for air. Pyrrha's jubilant green eyes gazed into Jaune's, pleading him not to stop. It was Jaune's turn to act while his flame for Pyrrha still ragingly blazed.

Jaune rolled over and towered over Pyrrha. Jaune vigorously ripped off his night shirt, the stimulation being just too much to bare. He had withheld these emotions for so long, no, too long, and he wasn't going to let them be adjourned any longer. He wanted, needed, Pyrrha now for she had lit a long suppressed flame in his heart that could not be distinguished.

Pyrrha bit her lip, beaconing him, no, pleading for him to take her. "Jaune... please", Pyrrha whimpered. She too was falling apart from sexual frustration.

Then, the voice of a wonted lass rang out, calling, "And the culprits of the noise complaint are...". The lights flicked on and Nora stood on her bunk pointing at the mess that was Jaune and Pyrrha. "You! You damn teenagers! Go to sleep!", Nora blared.

Both Jaune and Pyrrha grew a deathly crimson. They were caught red-handed.

Ren arose, yawning, from his bunk. "Well they kind of already are trying to 'go to sleep'", he chimed,"Together, that is." Both Ren and Nora burst out laughing. Jaune and Pyrrha on the other hand... not so much.

Jaune flew off Pyrrha, covering his bare torso with the bed sheets. Pyrrha pulled herself to sitting position. Although both Jaune and Pyrrha were heavily embarrassed, Jaune wanted to crawl into a ball and die. Embarrassment was not his thing. Pyrrha began to apologize to Nora and Ren, who, in response, only laughed harder.

Either way, after this event, Jaune had been stricken with one circumstantial notion. The fire he felt while engaging with Pyrrha, the vibrancy, the exuberance. This. Was. Love. He didn't know much about it, but what he did know is that he wanted more.

There you have it, folks, Jaune's reaction. As always, be sure to tell me your opinions and suggestions! Also be sure to tell me what you guys thought about my attempted comedy. See ya in Chapter 5!