Authors Notes: Ch seven, here we go.


It was nice to be back in Beacon. Yang had enjoyed the short break, it was relaxing and all, but the school was where she belonged. The places energy, the near constant flow of adrenaline, coupled with all her friends being there, it was perfect.

At the moment the group were just sitting in the cafeteria eating their breakfast and chatting amongst themselves.

Nora and Yang were goofing off when her sister finally joined them. She gave some kind of speech about doing something for the day but Yang didn't pay much attention. Nora kept throwing small bits of food for her to catch.

She saw the danger too late to stop it. Weiss stood from the table to say something and Nora pulled her arm back to throw a full pie. The rest of team jnpr seemed to notice the danger as well, hell practically all of Remnant noticed, but failed to stop their teammate from throwing the practical bomb.

Yang watched helplessly as the pie flew through the air, more than once wishing she had professor Goodwitch's semblance. The projectile did not, in fact, hit its intended target, as basically everyone involved knew it wouldn't. Instead it smacked directly into the Ice Queens face, causing her to stop mid word and look to the pan that had fallen to her feet.

Yang felt the "schneer" more than heard it. A quiet low rumble that was far louder than the small girl had any right to be able to make.

It was at this moment Yang realized, she done goofed… she totally could have come up with a better pun as her last thoughts.


The sudden shift from calm to chaos was surprisingly seamless. Jaune wasn't certain who the first person from team rwby to retaliate was but the rest of the room had joined in shortly after.

Jaune dodged a soda can someone had thrown at his direction before being hit by one from behind, the sudden and surprisingly strong force nearly knocking him off his feet.

He looked up to try and find the assailant but they had apparently been driven off already. He scanned the room trying to decide what he was supposed to do. Pyrrha was currently fighting off all of team crdl with ease and slowly working her way to the far side of the room where Nora was… stacking tables? Ren was currently fighting off any students who tried to get near her.

Team rwby had rallied and were working to make their way to Nora, though it seemed like the entire school sat between the two slowing their advance.

Jaune grabbed a plate off the table beside him and began to make his way to his partner, picking up a 'weapon' along the way. He wasn't really sure how to hold the baguette or how useful it would be but Pyrrha found it adequate so… it would probably work.

Jaune didn't know half the people who came at him, nor did they really recognize him. Most of them only stopped to attack him because he was in the way of their intended target, and once he stepped aside, they were all to willing to leave him be.

It was slow going really, but he was making progress. He was almost to his partner when disaster struck.

In a very literal sense, Ruby ran directly into him.

Jaune was sent smashing into the ground while she landed on top of him, forcing his face into the floor even harder.

"Oh, hi Jaune." She didn't try to move nor did she say anything else for several long seconds before she realized the position they were in. Then she practically launched herself up, pulling him with her.

"Thanks." Jaune grumbled. "If you'll excuse me." He took a step to the side and planed to move around her but she stepped in front of him. Jaune sighed and brought his weapon up.

It took all of three seconds for Ruby to disarm him, get him unbalanced, and practically launch him backwards using her semblance. "Sorry Jaune!" She didn't sound all that broken up about it really.

He heard an all to familiar laugh from behind him as Ruby ran off to fight someone else.

"What a tough guy, being beaten by a little girl." Cardin, as always, was taunting him. "How's it feel to know she can whoop you so easily?"

Jaune was surprised by Cardin being there. He had still openly mocked or criticised him since Forever Fall but he hadn't tried to get physical at all. In truth Cardin and his team had kinda faded into the woodwork.

Jaune sighed internally. "Really Cardin? That's the insult you go with?" his bully seemed confused so he continued. "How many times has my partner wiped the floor with your entire team?" Cardin ground his teeth but didn't do anything more. "Hell wasn't she kicking you around just a minute ago? What happened, decide to look for someone who won't give you a challenge?"

"Listen here you arrogant little-" Cardin had taken precisely one step forward before his entire team were literally thrown at him, toppoling the large boy over.

"Hardly made me work up a sweat." Yang and Pyrrha both joined him in watching the team flounder on the ground. Cardin made to stand up and fight but something his partner said made him think otherwise.

Cardin turned around and left, team in tow.

"Aw, and I wanted to beat them up some more." Yang managed to look genuinely disappointed at the let down.

"Thanks Yang." Jaune wasn't sure whether it was her or his partner who had actually done the throwing, but he could make an educated guess. "You too Pyr. He would have wiped the floor with me."

"Don't put yourself down, Cardin is more show than he is actual ability." His partner was there with words of support like always. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Nora is waving me down." true to her words Nora was in fact waving for his partner, the item she was waving just so happened to be a whole table. Pyrrha left in a dash.

"Your team's something else." The blonde did not leave however.

Jaune scoffed at the comment. "You're one to talk. How many teams have ex-terrorists and Schnee heiresses?"

"Touche." Yang shrugged her shoulders and surrendered the point. She paused a moment before going on. "Why do you think you would have lost to Cardin just now?"

"I lose to him all the time, it's not really a secret or something you can argue against."

"You've gotten a lot better since you last fought him, hell you fought off a criminal mastermind since the last time you spared with tall, dumb, and armour-clad." Yang took a few steps in front of him to look into his eyes.

"He's too strong, I don't know how to fight that." Jaune tried once more to give a valid reason, and in his opinion it was a good reason. Cardin could just power through anything Jaune did with brute strength alone, and the rare time he had to parry or block it was like hitting a brick wall.

"That's a little bit better of a reason but it still sounds like an excuse." Yang held a hand to her chin in thought. "Sounds like its training time, Vomit Boy."

Jaune raised an eyebrow. "In the middle of this chaos?"

Yang waved the motion off with a swipe of her hand. "The only two teams here anymore are ours, they'll stay out of the way. Besides it is my job as your sensei to train you!"

Jaune glanced around the cafeteria, which was in complete disarray, and noticed she was right. He wasn't sure when but all the other teams had either left or been driven off like team CRDL.

"This doesn't seem like a good environment for training." Jaune tried one last desperate bid to not fight the brawler and from the look in her eyes she knew what he was trying to do.

"Do you wanna know the secret to fighting people like Cardin and me?"

Jaune wanted to say no, he really did, but his curiosity got the better of him. With a sigh he spoke. "Enlighten me."

"Enlighten me…" Yang dragged the sentence on.

Jaune sighed once more. "Enlighten me, sensei."

"Don't." One word was all she offered.

The silence dragged on between them. "Are you… gonna elaborate?"

A smug grin took over Yangs face. "The problem with strong and aggressive fighters is that it doesn't leave a lot of room for planning. When you're on the offensive, especially when you are an aggressive fighter, it becomes harder to not only plan your attacks but to see what your opponent is planning."

Jaune was surprised by the analysis, it was actually a sound statement that made sense. "Who are you stealing that from?" it was pretty clear the advice wasn't hers.

"My uncle. He made certain to point out Ruby and I's faults whenever he could." Her eyes narrowed a moment latter. "You don't think I can come up with good advice?"

Jaune ignored her question entirely. "So how are we going to practice this?"

"Simple" Yang cracked her knuckles and Jaune was fairly certain he heard his spirit break with them. "Lure me in." She puntucated her sentence with a literal punch to the gut that sent him flying.

Jaune got back to his feet in time to see Yang come flying at him with two full sized, fully cooked, turkeys attached to her fists. They did little to stop the pain on impact.

Jaune scanned the room in search of some kind of motivation. Both of their teams were on the other side of the room, the rest of team rwby laying siege to Castle Valkyrie.

The only plan he could think of was to run to Pyrrha for assistance but he decided against it, that wasn't really the purpose of the lesson. Instead he decided to focus on the first half of that plan, the running part.

It was at this moment Jaune realized something, Yang was way better at running than he was. Jaune threw everything he could grab over his shoulder in the hope of hitting his opponent and slowing her down some. It did a little bit, but that was probably more cause she didn't want to get anything in her hair than any real damage being done.

Jaune scanned his environment once more and devised a… well to call it a plan would be an over exaggeration. Yang had said the best way to fight people like her was to not fight them, to lure them in on your own terms. So he would make the environment fight for him.

He climbed up on the table and started running down the continual line. Yang did the same and jumped up onto the tables. The second she did however Jaune pushed the one she had landed on as hard as he could and succeed in causing Yang to lose her footing and fall forward.

The second she started to fall Jaune threw as much stuff as he had in arms reach at her before running once more. A similar scene repeated each time she got close to him and resulted in him usually taking more damage than her, but he was doing better than he ever did in normal spars.

Jaune was so distracted and focused on his current objective that he failed to notice his impending doom approach.

He wasn't certain what had happened on the other side of the room but the mighty castle that Queen Nora had built was no more and a wall of metal, food, and team JNPR were rapidly approaching, delivered courtesy of one Ruby Rose.

Yang had her back turned to it and didn't seem to hear it coming as she moved into punch him. It was clear she expected him to dodge or twist or do something to mitigate the hit and redirect the damage, possibly even retaliate with some kind of trick, but instead he took the hit and grabbed her arm as tight as he could, holding her in place. She seemed surprised but had already began to break free when the wall hit.

Jaune wasn't sure when he had really been moved but he knew it had happened before he even opened his eyes. The sudden change in view wasn't all that surprising but the view itself was quite shocking.

Jaune had managed to drag Yang into the attack, something she probably wouldn't have been able to dodge anyways but at least this way he got the credit. In doing so he had put her in between himself and the wall of pain that had been approaching, it had seemed like a good idea. Then she had slammed into him with the same amount of force the debris would have.

When he finally managed to become aware again she was laying on top of him. He opened his eyes to something many of the boys in his class no doubt dreamt of, Yang's breasts an inch from his face. He took it in for all of half a second before clamping his eyes shut once more with enough force to physically hurt them, even that had not been fast enough.

"Enjoying the scenery?" Yang's voice was more teasing than it had ever been. She rolled off of him with a sigh. "That was fun."

Both their teams sat there, bodies aching, for a minute or two before standing. When they were all met by the glare of professor Goodwitch however most of them wished they had stayed down.


Author's Notes: All that food… such a waste.

I have decided to let you all in on the timetable a little bit, if you don't want to know when this story ends stop reading now. I don't plan on writing this story past the dance, though maybe one day I'll give it a sequel. I'm on a bit of a time table and am trying to finish it before mid June though, which means no fall of Beacon this story or at the very least not until a sequel is devised… sorry.

Hope you all liked the chapter, let me know in the reviews how I can do better.
Sincerely SE