"-No, I'm completely serious!" Jaune sid as he laughed with Pyrrha. "The guy gives me the plate and goes, 'That'll be seventy six dollars sir,' And you know me, I can barely afford dry cleaning, so i grab what's left of my sandwich and run with it, and I swear the guy chases me for three miles!" Jaune was mentally giving himself a high five for being able to make Pyrrha laugh at his story. They had been waiting for their food to arrive and Pyrrha asked how Jaune found out about Nick's being so good. It was a true story; Nick chased him trying to get him to pay for his food. Jaune's just glad that Nick didn't seem to recognize him. Until he had shrimp linguine spilled all over him.

"It's you!" Nick yelled furiously, making sure not to break the plate over Jaune's head. Nick wouldn't do this under normal circumstances, but he hated Jaune after he bought the most expensive meal in the restaurant and didn't pay. Jaune frowned as he tried wiping the linguine out of his eyes while Pyrrha just gasped.

"Okay, maybe I deserved that..." Jaune popped a shrimp into his mouth. "The food is still great though Nick!" This made him furious and he smashed the plate down onto his head.

"I hope you plan to pay for your meals this time, as well as your previous meals at this establishment!" Pyrrha frowned.

"Um, yes, sir..." Pyrrha didn't know what to think of the situation. Jaune did definitely deserve it, but on the other hand it was poor worth ethic. She would've contemplated further, but she could see behind Nick and Jaune berating each other that the restaurant was getting robbed. A tall man with dark hair and a cape held out his sword to the girl in the front, who was handing money over to the guy."Nick!" Pyrrha tried to warn him.

"I am talking right now Mrs. Un-loyal customer!" Nick said before going back to his conversation.

"Nick, seriously someone's trying to-" She groaned and stood up, realizing he wasn't listening to her. She didn't bring her weapons with her, so she decided to go with the element of surprise. She went up to the robber and tapped his shoulder, "Excuse me sir, I think you should put away the weapon." She asked sweetly.

The man turned around and put away the bottle of liquor he had in his other hand, and waved the weapon in Pyrrha's face. "I'll do what I want, and if I were you, I wouldn't get too close." He said in a scruffy, deep voice. Pyrrha clenched her fist.

"I'm sorry, I'll just leave then-" She quickly brought her hand up and pushed the blade out of the way, hitting the man in the gut and sending him into the cash register. She got into a stance and prepared for the man to retaliate. "What's your name?" Pyrrha demanded, to which the man replied with a swing of his sword, which now turned into a scythe. It reminded her a lot of Ruby's weapon, just different colors. Pyrrha ducked and jumped back, grunting as she dodged his scythe.

"Pyrrha!" Jaune stood up after noticing what was happening.

"My cash register!" Nick's eyes widened at the sight of his beloved money holding machine, which now had a dent in it from where the man hit his head. Jaune ran towards Pyrrha and the stranger, hoping to be able to help somehow.

"Lookout!" Pyrrha rolled backwards to dodge the blade, but Jaune wasn't quick enough. The blade cut through his shirt and grazed along his chest, causing Jaune to flip over in the direction he was hit and fell to the ground, groaning.

"You kids never learn! There are no such things as heroes, just people who get others killed!" The stranger kicked Jaune in the gut and sent him into a nearby table. Pyrrha grimaced and used her polarity to lift up the metal table, throwing the outdoor set at the robber. He managed to dodge two of the chairs, but faltered when the table came at him .It hit the guy square in the chest and he was knocked to the ground. Pyrrha used her polarity to dismember a chair and used the leg as a sword.

When the guy got back up, they battle in a shower of sparks as the guy slowly began to wear down to Pyrrha's attacks. But, the guy managed to get a fatal blow on Pyrrha by swiping out her feet with the edge of his scythe and brought down his blade onto Pyrrha. She would've been hospitalized for weeks, and maybe never recover if Jaune hadn't been there.

The scythe hit Jaune's makeshift shield (Which was just the round table top,) And Jaune shifted his weight to overpower the robber. Keep a lower center of gravity, Pyrrha's voice rang in his mind. Jaune lowered himself before thrusting forward, hitting the guy in the jaw with the edge of the table. He stumbled back and Jaune lowered the shield, twisting around and grabbing the scythe's handle. He yanked it from the guys hands and twisted it around and started to dance the blade across the man's skin. He cut through every attempt to block until eventually, the man crippled to the ground. Jaune held the blade to the robbers neck triumphantly. He turned his head to look back at Pyrrha.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Pyrrha got up to her knees, her shirt cut at the shoulder. The shirt was hanging off her body and her red bra underneath was visible. When she regained her senses, Pyrrha held up the shirt to keep from flashing the public.

"I'm fine, Jaune." She said with some difficulty. When Jaune looked back down at the man, he had stood back up without Jaune knowing and headbutted Jaune. He stumbled back, and the robber jumped into the air and drove the blade into the ground between Pyrrha and Jaune. A large explosion filled the road, and when the smoke cleared, the man was no where in sight. Pyrrha and Jaune were now smoking, with their clothes and skin black from soot and singed.

Jaune sat up slowly and coughed out soot and soon Pyrrha did the same. It didn't take long for paramedics to arrive. They took Jaune and Pyrrha to the hospital in town, and they tried their best to clean themselves up while there. They stayed the night at the hospital, next to each other in separate beds on other sides of the room.

"So... Red really is your color, huh?" Jaune asked to break the tension.

"Oh, be quiet." Pyrrha blushed and looked over at him. "It could've been a lot worse if you weren't there, thank you..." She looked down at her hands.

"Don't mention it, he was a skilled fighter. Who was he?"

"I'm not sure, but maybe he's related to Ruby somehow. They had similar weapons."

"I agree." Jaune scratched his head.

"Jaune, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, anything."

"What are we?"

'Humans. Unless there's something you're not telling me."

"I didn't mean that." She looked over at Jaune. "What are we? Are we friends, more than friends, together...?" Jaune didn't know how to answer. He wanted so bad to say the last answer. He didn't know why he didn't say it. He sat there, motionless as he contemplated. If he was going to get together with Pyrrha, he wanted it to be special. Like, surprise her wit a romantic date, have everything go smoothly, and finish it off with an amazing kiss. He knew that was his next goal; the perfect date with Pyrrha. But he wanted it to be special. Something that she didn't need to ask, something that they both just... knew. He didn't care if his logic didn't make any sense. He was going to ask her out eventually; but now wasn't the time, he thought.

"More than friends," He told her. This still brought a smile to her face, knowing that they were something more.

"Jaune?" Pyrrha asked quietly. "I'd like to do this again."

"What about next week? We could try getting Nora and Ren to make another picnic?" Jaune suggested.

"Sounds lovely."

"Then it's a date." Jaune said, a little more confidently.

"-And, that brings us here." Jaune said to Ren and Nora, who were listening intently.

"What kind of stupid answer is that? 'More Than Friends?' That's ridiculous and you both know it!" Nora began to go on a rant about why they were the two most annoying students at Beacon Academy. Jaune looked back at Pyrrha who was smiling, giving Jaune quick wink. Jaune shook his head with a smile, looking back at Nora, but wasn't listening. He was only thinking about Pyrrha.

More than friends, he thought.