At the small diner, I could tell that everyone was staring at me. At where my arm used to be.

"So..." Sun dug into a banana-cream pie, smiling. "I wonder how far Neptune's rowed." I didn't reply. "Or, if he's remembered that he's scared of water."

... Okay, that did it.

"Oh my God." I covered my mouth with my hand to stifle a laugh at the thought, briefly forgetting all of my troubles. "Stranded on a little rowboat in the middle of the ocean?"

"I almost feel sorry for him." Sun smirked deviously. I knew what he was waiting for...

"ALMOST!"

We both laughed.

For a moment, it was like the good old days. Sun and I hanging out, laughing, me making fun of his banana-related treats, not a care in the world...

Then, Sun raised an eyebrow.

"Um, Yang? Why are you eating all this healthy stuff? And dressing... Not like you?"

"Oh, um..." My face turned red as I tried to cover my tracks. "I've been laying around for a while, and I guess it's time to get back in shape. And it's fall. It's colder, on Patch."

"... You're not bothered by what that Neon girl said at your doubles-match, are you?"

...

"You're a little top-heavy!"

...

"Ooh, look! Now, you're bottom-heavy, too!"

...

"I'm not saying that you should go on a diet, I'm saying that you really, REALLY need to go on a diet!"

...

"You're fat!"

...

"Nope!" I quickly shook my head. "There's no way I'd let that bother me. I'm just trying to get back on my feet."

"... You've been eating differently since that match, Yang." Sun folded his hands and rested his chin on them. "And now, you're dressing funny. I'm not an idiot..." He propped his chin up on one hand, raising an eyebrow and giving a light smirk. "Wanna talk about it?"

"Ew! No!"

"You sure?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, okay..." Sun rolled his eyes and took a bite of his pie. "So, if we're going to get you back in fighting-shape, it's gonna take a lot of work from the both of us. We'll get on a training regime, we'll do whatever it takes... I made a promise, didn't I?" My idiot boyfriend laughed, and I smiled slightly.

Sun being there was... Awesome. He was the most amazing boy I had ever met. He was funny, he was sarcastic, he cared about me for me.

But there was one thing that wasn't sitting right...

"Aren't you supposed to be at Haven?" I asked, my eyes narrowing. "You and Neptune... Don't you guys have to go to school?" Sun sighed, shaking his head.

"Ever since the Battle of Beacon, the schools have had heightened security and have basically been turned into boot-camps. You and I both know that Team SSSN is not a part of that life... We split up and spread out across Remnant. Scarlet and Sage decided to try and hunt down Blake, Neptune's trying to find Weiss, and I'm here."

"... You're trying to reunite Team RWBY, aren't you?"

"This isn't over, Yang. Whatever's coming next, it's big. And we'll need as many of our friends together to fight it as we can. I hear that the remaining members of Team JN(P)R are trying to get here, ASAP. We're finishing this."

"Sun..." I looked down. "What you're trying to do, I get it, but..." I looked over at the space where my arm once was, and I felt a tear fall. "I can't fight. Not like this... I can't win a war. I can't even fight a war. I'm useless-"

"Hey." Sun glared. "You're not useless. You're Yang Xiao-Long: the strongest, bravest, spunkiest, most amazing Huntress on Remnant. You've never let anything get you down before, and I'll be damned before I let this get you down." I wasn't used to the rage and intensity in Sun's storm-grey eyes. "We're getting you back on your feet, we're figuring out a new way for you to fight, and we're kicking some serious ass. I'm going to make sure that, by summer, you'll be strong enough to beat the Hell out of me like old times. That's a promise." I stared at Sun, stunned. "Now... Let's finish up and head back. There's a training-field behind your house, right?"

"R-right."

"Good. We're going to need it."

/\

We arrived back home, and Sun immediately led me out to the training field. He went into the shed and rolled out a rack of dumbbells, looking around at the running-track, the weight-bench, the pull-up bar, and other exercise machines around the yard, nodding.

"I'm guess this is how you dad gets to looking like he can snap my spine like a twig." My boyfriend commented. I shrugged, nodding.

"More or less. This was where Dad and I trained, while Ruby and Qrow were usually in the forests finding less-than-conventional ways of collecting firewood. And destroying boulders..." I shook it off and frowned,. "But Sun, I don't see how this'll do any good." I looked down at the stump where my right arm once was. "I need two arms-"

"Says who?" Sun asked, his eyes narrowing. I went to retort, but couldn't. "Well?" Sun grabbed a twenty-pound dumbbell, threw it up in the air, then caught it in the opposite hand, holding it out to me. "Let's do this thing."

/\/\/\/\

Meanwhile, with Neptune...

The usually-charismatic blue-haired boy was curled up in the fetal-position in the bottom of a rowboat, eyes wide as he whimpered, sharks circling the boat.

"Gotta get to Atlas... Gotta get to Atlas..." Neptune's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed an oar and stood up. "Team RWBY is counting on me! Weiss is counting on me!" He raised the oar. "Come at me, ocean!" A shark leapt up, and Neptune easily bat it away with the oar, livid. "HIT ME-!" He hit another shark. "WITH YOUR-!" Another shark was sent flying, and Neotune grabbed his weapon, changing it into a trident. "BEST-!" He stabbed the water and electrocuted the sharks, killing them with their bodies rising to the surface. "SHOT!" Neptune laughed. "SCORE ONE FOR NEPTUNE VASILIAS, BITCH!" Neptune's eyes widened as a giant, shark-like Grimm burst out of the water and roared. "... And the score's all tied up."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Neptune's so majorly screwed! Will he ever get to Atlas?! Will Sun be able to get Yang back on her feet?! I own nothing! Please read, review, check out my other stories, etc. Thanks!