Hello my awesome readers! I'm back with another chapter.
Just like to say that I'm sorry that this took so long to come out, especially so since several of you expressed how you wanted a fast update, but life got in the way and I got into a new game. Either way it's here now, so please read and tell me what you all think. Hopefully it makes up for my absence.
Though I'm actually surprised how many people focussed on a scene that hardly took up much of the chapter, but it was a rather blatant reference so I don't blame you.
In case you haven't noticed, I will be adding little comments in the first paragraph of the post-story A/N about the chapter that also leave a little tease for the next one. Just trying out something new to find a style of writing I like, tell me what you all think.
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Though that wasn't the reference, I do get some inspiration for Nora's shenanigans from Nora's Arc.
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Chapter 11- A harmless trip to Vale Pt. 2
"A-are you sure?" Mumbled Jaune, stopping his rubbing motions. Is it really ready? He questioned himself mentally.
Blake nodded, "Yes, now come on. Put it in." The rain-soaked knight shook his head, shuddering,
"Dust it's wet." The girl glared at him accusingly with a joking smirk,
"And whose fault is that?" Jaune poked his tongue out at the bookworm. The black haired student sneezed in response. Ignoring the fact that it was probably the most adorable sneeze he had ever heard, the blond writer gazed at his reader worriedly.
"Are you okay? After this you can have the shower first." He offered in concern for the possibly sick girl.
Blake rolled her eyes at him, "Sure." Might as well humour his white knight attempt. She frowned as she watched him move, "Though I have to say, you're surprisingly experienced at this." She commented between motions. Jaune chuckled,
"Well when you grow up with seven sisters you learn quickly." The introvert nodded slowly,
She shrugged, "I wouldn't really know much about familial matters- Hey! Not so rough! It's delicate!" She growled as his motions suddenly became harsher.
The knight rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Sorry." He had gotten a bit ahead of himself when she mentioned not having much experience with family. Jaune blinked. "Uh… Blake?" He started nervously.
Blake gave him a look. "What now?"
"I think I broke it." The girl swore.
"Dust Jaune really? I told you to be careful. I thought you said it would be fine, we'll have to get a replacement now." She scolded.
The blond shook his head negative, "No it's fine I'm nearly finished."
"Hold on, I'm coming." Shouted the girl from across the room.
Jaune groaned, "I can't believe the books got this soaked. Where did that rain even come from?" He slowly dried the book by dabbing it with tissue paper and a tiny towel. The writer cursed under his breath as he ran his finger over a large tear he made on the tenth from last page due to rubbing too hard. He was so close to making it through the whole 146 pages again without ruining it. "You can have the one I managed to do without messing up, but are you sure it's completely dry? I don't want to put it in the plastic bag wet." Blake just rolled her eyes, watching him fix the book with his strangely small tools.
"It's fine, we were just lucky you had a book reparation kit on hand." The writer nodded affirmatively, though it was a shame that it didn't work on comic books because of the different material. He'd have to go back to buy another copy.
He laughed, "Yeah, who knows what might've happened to them if I didn't. Either way, you should get out of those clothes and into the shower or you might catch a cold, I'll finish up fixing this book."
The introvert smirked at him, "You're not going to take no for an answer are you?" Jaune grinned as he took a page from his first friend's book.
"Nope!" He exclaimed teasingly. Blake adopted a thoughtful expression as she entered the bathroom, why did that remind her of her leader?
Jaune sighed tiredly to himself as he heard the noise of water hitting the shower floor. What part of him thought that it was a good idea to rent a room at a love hotel? With Blake of all people! The knight had seen this coming somewhat, but how did something so cliché happen outside of books?
He silently groaned at the thought, is this going to be a recurring thing? He wondered silently. The blond writer's annoyed expression quickly converted into a triumphant smirk as he finished repairing the rain-soaked book. It almost looked brand new if you ignored the tear. Then again, he did only just buy the book an hour ago. Jaune laughed mentally, is it weird paying in full for a book that you made? "It's rather ironic when you really think about it." He chuckled to himself.
Finished with his internal musing the boy frowned, what were they going to do now? The two were stuck in the room wearing only towels until their clothes dried. The room, conveniently enough, came with a clothes drier along with a washing machine but it would still take a while. Then they would have to explain the situation to their teams… The writer shivered unconsciously at the thought.
Jaune stiffened slightly when he heard melodic laughter from behind him, she finished rather quickly. Then again she did appear to dislike water if her fervent running was any clue. "You should probably have your shower now if you're shivering that much." Stated Blake, clear amusement resounding from her voice. It was nice. "Pass me your clothes, I'll put them in the drier for you." Jaune smiled, maybe he had made yet another friend in the form of Blake. The boy laughed and turned to the girl to speak his thanks when something caught his eye. Blood rose up into his cheeks as he froze mid-turn.
"Gah!" He cried as he averted his eyes, the girl was clad in naught but a towel and her bow. It wasn't like he was expecting her to be wearing more, but it came as a shock nonetheless. Jaune could practically hear his semblance's whines about wanting to observe the beautiful flower before him. He could feel its thirst, its burning desire to record every miniscule move she made during breaths, every single droplet of water as it painstakingly slowly rolled down her flawless pale skin. But he had to fight it, quell the urge to analyse and throw away his need for research. No longer was he going to observe his friends for his novels without their prior permission unless necessary. Though before he got their permission he'd have to explain that he was actually the prodigy writer Jane Caur, and that would not end well. The writer laughed nervously, still actively avoiding looking at the confused bookworm. Dust did she look cute when she was perplexed. He shook his head, "Ah, uh, yeah, you go… Do that. I-I'll be here… Having a shower." With his piece said, and his thanks conveyed the knight dashed into the bathroom with a speed that would leave even Ruby in the dust. Smooth, he thought sarcastically as he fell onto his backside.
Blake stared at her new book, analysing every page for the tiniest of discrepancies. If she saw even one error she would be buying a new one. As she scanned the book she couldn't help but admire Jaune's work, he had done an impressive job of drying it. Where in Remnant he had gotten a tiny iron to flatten the wrinkled pages she'd never know, but the book lover was glad nonetheless. Carefully placing the novel down on the mahogany coffee table the girl flattened herself into the bed as she began to recount recent events.
So first Jaune and I arrived separately at the café we had decided on previously. He then said he only just entered despite the several empty cups sitting before him. Although strange, the girl just chalked it up to the boy being polite. Following that we headed to Tukson's and had a short conversation. The raven haired girl still couldn't believe that Jaune was a regular, she was one herself and had never seen neither hide nor hair of the blond boy. Then again, she never paid too much attention to anything except the books, Tukson and the front door. Upon exiting the building we noticed that people were tailing us. As we ran away it began to rain soaking both the books and us. After a short chase scene we arrived at the Vale love hotel of all places and booked a room to dry off in… I never realised just how much money Jaune had. The thought floated around her head, questioning the knight. How did he have so much money? Where did he get it? Does he have a job? How much does he have?
Blake shook her head, she and Jaune weren't exactly much more than close acquaintances or maybe borderline friendship, so she had no right to question things about him. Though she was curious… The bookworm turned her troubled gaze to the clothes Jaune had put into the basket for her to dry. It wouldn't hurt to quickly rummage around his belongings… right? 'No Blake!' She heard a voice chastise her, 'you have no right snooping around his things just because you're cautious. You've left that life behind you!'
Blake squirmed, But… it's really strange, where would he receive all that money from?
'He might have a job' Pointed out the voice.
But in the time we've known him he hasn't mentioned having a job. She countered.
The voice laughed, 'You're only close acquaintances or maybe borderline friends… remember? He has no reason to tell you.' Blake flinched, her common sense was harsh.
... You're right about that. It's just-
'Or did you actually think you were friends with the awkward, clumsy boy, and now you're annoyed that he hasn't told you something about himself?' Teased the voice smugly. Blake fell silent at the comment. 'Hit the nail on the head didn't I?'
Of course you did! You're me! Remarked the black haired girl sarcastically.
'That's beside the point. Either way, you're a hypocrite for wanting him unveil a secret. After all, you have one of your own…'
Before she could reply to her annoyingly smarter subconscious that reminded her of a more clever Yang, Jaune spoke out from behind her. "Blake…" He started, "Why are you staring at my clothes?" Deadpanned the boy freshly out of the shower. The introvert slowly turned around, she had been caught red handed. Halfway through her heel turn she stopped abruptly. The blond knight was only wearing a white towel that was wrapped around his waist, giving her a rather eye-pleasing view of his upper body.
Blake. exe has crashed, now attempting to restart.
The girl flushed heavily and covered her nose in an attempt to stifle a rapidly approaching nosebleed. "B-Blake? Are you okay?" Questioned Jaune concerned for her. The introvert did not respond as she was trying her damnedest to not have a nosebleed right then and there, this was twice now! Unfortunately for the poor girl, our strangely dense writer walked towards her worriedly. He put a hand on both of their heads, "I think the rain made you sick. Or maybe you caught Weiss' illness." He remarked as he felt her temperature rise. Why does this situation feel familiar? He wondered as he gazed at the 'sick girl'.
Meanwhile, Blake's brain was ceasing to function. Jaune was a bit too close for her liking and was giving her a generous view of his body. Water was still trickling down his messy wet hair as he stared into her eyes, "Blake I think we should head back to Beacon so you can get some proper rest." To his surprise, the girl suddenly flew backwards as her nose began to bleed heavily.
Fatal error occurred. Restart has failed. Please request assistance. "Blake!"
When the girl awoke she was sat on the bed, her clothes neatly folded beside her. She yawned, that was a nice nap, now where am I? Blake gazed sleepily around the unfamiliar room and analysed her surroundings. She was sitting on a fluffy pink bed. On either sides of the bed were two drawers that contained items she'd rather not describe or name in order to keep this story T-rated. A meter or so past the foot of the bed sat a large TV with the remote laying next to it with the batteries outside and a small indent in the wall behind it. To the right of the bed was a closet with a hanger on it with the words 'Do Not Disturb'.
Blake gasped as memories hit her like a freight train, though she remembered what had occurred but could not recall when she had fallen asleep. Shrugging, the bookworm decided to put on her clothes before Jaune returned. Walking casually to the books she was pleased to see that they were looking good as new save for a tear in one of them. The introvert withheld the urge to hiss as the door opened behind her. "Glad to see you're awake and looking better." Grinned Jaune as he entered the room holding food and six cups of white hot chocolate. "Figured you might've wanted something to eat and drink after your little catnap." Blake expressed her thanks as she accepted the food. The black haired girl gasped as she opened the box, it was a tuna sandwich with a side of potato fries.
"How did you know I liked tuna?" She asked curiously as she took a glorious bite of the meal delivered from heaven. Jaune shrugged,
"Lucky guess?" Apparently his semblance worked even if someone was unconscious. Who knew Blake dreamed of tuna? Seemingly accepting his reasoning, the bookworm happily dug into her food.
"So what happened to the remote?" She remarked casually, staring curiously at the remote on the floor. It wasn't like that when they had arrived. The blond writer laughed nervously, he had made the mistake of watching the TV whilst he waited for Blake to wake back up. Needless to say, his usual cartoons were not what was on considering where they were. He just shrugged. The girl gave him a sceptic look but ultimately decided to let it slide. "How long was I out for?" The knight smiled,
"Not too long, it's only 1 at the moment and the rain let up a while back. We can either spend the rest of the day in Vale or head back to Beacon." Blake shrugged, already finished with her tuna sandwich and now moving onto the fries.
"If it's fine with you, I'll be heading back. I've already gotten my book." Jaune nodded in understanding.
"Fair enough, I have a friend I want to see though so we'll have to part ways." He hadn't seen LittleMissPublisher in a while and he also needed to tell Roman that he succeeded in getting the first hand data.
After a few minutes of small talk the two exited the love hotel, separately of course in order to avoid suspicion. The blond writer grinned goofily as he strolled around Vale, he couldn't wait to surprise Neo and Roman with an unannounced visit. Hopefully they would be there otherwise it would've been a waste, though he did still need to go clothes shopping. As the knight rounded a corner he was surprised to see that a bubbly girl was bounding towards him at a fast pace. "It's Jaune!" Cried Nora happily as she tugged a mountain of supplies behind her. Jaune's eye twitched as he smiled at her,
"Hi Nora." He greeted. Looks like he wouldn't be seeing the ice cream themed lady after all. "What are you doing in Vale?"
The Valkyrie grinned at him, "Ren and I were just getting some more supplies for my 'All You Can Pancake' restaurant." Jaune snickered, if he looked close enough he could see Ren struggling to carry that mountain of ingredients. The poor boy. "Surprisingly enough, we actually ran into everyone else as well!" Everyone else?
"There he is!" Cried Yang from atop the mountain as she struck a pose, dramatically pointing at the bewildered writer. Suddenly several heads popped out of the mound gazing at him, upon confirming it was indeed Jaune the females leapt out.
Weiss glared at him as she got closer. "You!" She cried, "What were you doing philandering with our black haired teammate?" Jaune blinked,
"Philandering?"
Weiss growled as her heels tapped the concrete sidewalk impatiently, "Don't act innocent! We caught you in the act, we were in the cafeteria when you two met up!"
"What were you doing stalking me?" He grinned, "If you really wanted to have some white hot chocolate you could've asked." The white haired girl glared at him,
"Don't change the subject, now where's our teammate? She has some answering to do." Jaune just shrugged nonchalantly.
"Dunno, I think she headed back to Beacon." Spoke the boy as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "And I think there's been a misunderstanding Snow Angel." Weiss gave him a disbelieving look.
"…Explain." Demanded the heiress.
Jaune smiled, "Well first of all, it was a huge coincidence that Blake and I saw each other. I was at the café having several glasses of my favourite drink in the world when she walked in. After a few short words I decided to accompany her to get some books." He lied smoothly. "Then after buying our respective books we both saw that it was going to rain so we ran off in hopes of finding a place to stay whilst the rain passes." Amethyst nodded slowly, it made sense. The two's actions were justified. Blake's unavailability was covered by her coming to get the latest Jane Caur book that had released recently. Jaune was smarter than she gave him credit for considering he was able to piece that together.
Jaune continued, "After the rain let up we went our separate ways." Weiss frowned. It was a plausible story…
"But that doesn't explain why you turned down a date with Weiss." Commented Ruby confused. The knight blinked,
"Weiss explicitly stated that it wasn't going to be a date, so I decided that she might as well have gone and spent time with her friends rather than me." Weiss blushed slightly in embarrassment as the females gave her looks.
"W-well then!" She exclaimed suddenly, "We figured out the mystery so… Hooray?" Cheered the heiress nervously. Much to the Huntress-in-training's relief Nora, being usual Nora, decided to change the subject randomly.
"Hey Glorious Leader! Renny and I found this flier and thought it would be a good idea if we could enter! What do you think?" She chirped, skipping innocently past the angered women. Jaune stared blankly at the sheet as he read it's contents.
To Vale's next big writer,
Do you have what it takes to be as well known as Jane Caur or Utako Kasumi?
Submit your short story by Friday next week and you could become the next biggest writer!
Just send us your story, your name and your scroll number to *insert address here* and you too could become a famous author!
Jaune frowned, what reason would Nora have for wanting to sign up to this? As if reading his mind, Ren casually walked out of the mountain of supplies, turned the page over, and dived back inside.
Prizes for the top three stories are as follows:
-Third prize: A meet and greet with Jane Caur herself and half a year's worth of canned tuna.
-Second prize: A dinner for three and a year's supply of strawberries and any flavour frozen yoghurt of your choice.
-First prize: Your short story to be published in a magazine for all of Vale to read and a boatload of pancakes.
Jaune deadpanned at the paper in his hands… Well that makes sense now, but why is first place a boatload of pancakes? And why does Neo keep signing me up for things without telling me?
Somewhere within Vale Roman grinned as he read through the list of requests for Jane Caur's appearance. "Let's see... This one falls on when Jaune said he'd be out on a trip with his team, this one is on an important test of his, this one is in the middle of a school day- Ooh! This one falls on all three!" The man rubbed his hands together craftily. Perfect, he thought to himself. The orange haired editor suddenly felt a familiar killing intent from behind him. He swallowed, "N-now Neo I know what this looks like, but I most certainly wasn't trying to set Jaune up so his identity would be revealed. Not at all." The blank stare he received in return showed that she didn't believe him. "You have no proof!" He cried before jumping out the window for the sixth time that month.
Jaune yelped girlishly as he was grabbed from behind. "Ooh I wanna see!" Shouted Ruby childishly. In an impressive show of her speed, the rose ran circles around the blond boy before dashing away with the flier in her hand and a triumphant grin. Seeing as the young reaper was successful in obtaining the paper Weiss, Velvet, Nora and Yang crowded around the sheet. Jaune snickered and took a photo of the girls as they salivated over the prize list.
Ruby and Weiss stared at the year's supply of their favourite treats, Yang grinned at all the tuna she could bribe Blake with and she could meet Jane again as well! Velvet blushed, a dinner for three? She thought to herself. That meant she could take someone out on a date and have Coco accompany her so she wouldn't be too embarrassed! Nora laughed maniacally, with an entire boatload of pancakes soon the sloths she had been training will become a force to be reckoned with!
Pyrrha, not exactly interested in the piece of paper, inconspicuously sidestepped closer to the main object of her attention. "So what are you going to do?" She asked curiously. Her partner appeared to be deep in thought. The champion internally gasped, surely he wasn't thinking of getting that dinner for three and inviting her without a third person? He couldn't be thinking of having dinner with her, alone, just the two of them as they fed each other their year's supply of strawberries? He can't be imagining the two sitting side by side as the sun set, enjoying each other's company, and when the sun was all but a hairs width away from vanishing over the horizon the two would slowly approach, their eyes filled with unrestrained love for the person opposite as they slowly leaned in for a kiss, fireworks exploding in the background? And when the fireworks finally stopped the two wouldn't be able to hold back and-
"Pyrrha?" Asked her lover.
The champion smiled lovingly at him, "Yes Jaune?"
"Are you okay?" The Spartan girl froze. Why must her fantasies tease her so?
The red haired student smiled at him reassuringly, "O-of course Jaune. I'm fine." Pyrrha shook her head vigorously, where had she gotten those thoughts? Why has she been so obsessed over her partner? It isn't how she usually acted so what changed? Before the girl could contemplate on the issue any further the boy before her spoke.
"Well as I was saying, I'm not going to enter." There was no way he could enter. What if they figured out that he was Jane Caur? What if he won third prize? Lily was still unavailable for the next few weeks so there would be no one to pretend to be Jane whilst he had the meet and greet.
While Jaune's negativity went into overdrive Pyrrha was fairly disappointed. He didn't want to enter? That was a shame, she really wanted to have that dinner. "Why not?" She found herself asking before she realised it. The blond writer's expressions dimmed slightly causing the champion to want to take back her question. Was she? Did she really? Has she actually fallen for-
"I just… don't feel like it." Interrupted the knight. "I… I have to go." He hated this. He was lying to her again, even after the bullying thing was resolved. Pyrrha just smiled understandingly and it took all of Jaune's strength not to shy away from her comforting gaze. These past few months his partner had been nothing but kind to him, it felt unfair to do this but he couldn't risk it. What did he do to deserve such a great friend? Expressing his thanks, the blond boy regretfully began to walk away. Unnoticed by either of the two, a blond and a brunette followed him stealthily.
Jaune aimlessly strolled around the streets of Vale, enjoying the afternoon sun while he still could. I wonder what type of stories everyone will write, he mused to himself as he walked. Maybe they'd let me read and give my opinion. I could always use the fact that I read a lot as my excuse. The knight's stride briefly faltered as he remembered something important that was completely off subject. "I completely forgot that I needed to go buy more clothes." He sighed to himself, "Might as well go now or Azure might kill me for stalling." For the youngest in the family, the blond girl sure could be scary when it came to fashion and clothes. The young writer froze as he heard a voice from behind.
"Oh, you're going clothes shopping Vomit Boy? Why don't Velvet and I come with you?" He slowly turned around to see Yang looking rather pleased with herself. Jaune shrugged, might as well seeing as the buxom blond more than likely wouldn't take no for an answer. He grinned his trademark Arc grin.
"Why not? The more the merrier." Yang was taken aback but she didn't visibly show it, the girl hadn't expected him to accept so readily. If anything she thought he would ask why she and Velvet followed him. The boxer pouted, and she had wanted to get some teasing in too. Oh well, I'll have plenty opportunities to do so, we're going clothes shopping after all.
From behind the party girl Velvet smiled shyly, "Um, I have a friend who has a thing for fashion. She told me about a really good store nearby. If you'd like… I could, um, take you there?" Jaune smiled thankfully at the brunette, "I'd really appreciate that, thanks!" The bunny girl flushed slightly at his praise. With that the two blonds followed the girl around the street towards the aforementioned store.
As the three walked Yang gave Jaune a grin and jabbed his shoulder slightly. "We have to keep an eye on you, or you might end up buying something as atrocious as that onesie you wore on day one." The blond writer looked nettled at her comment, how dare she say that!
"What's wrong with my onesie?" He exclaimed offended. Azure had gotten him that as a birthday present before she started avoiding him suddenly. At the time she said it was very fashionable. His fellow blond snickered, obviously not seeing the sentimental value behind it.
She scoffed, "What isn't wrong with it? If you're buying clothes then you have to buy proper ones. Then afterwards you can help us decide on what to get." She added teasingly. The knight blinked,
"Huh?" He queried oh-so-smartly, tilting his head in confusion.
Yang raised a brow, "Did you really think we'd come with you and not buy something for ourselves?" Jaune shrugged, he had hoped that was the case. Unfortunately for him, it was not.
After a couple more minutes of idle chatter the three entered a rather expensive looking clothing store. Jaune whistled appreciatively, it seemed rather high class. "Velvet?" The students turned in surprise to see a young woman wearing sunglasses and the most fabulous beret he had ever seen. The woman smirked as she saw the bunny Faunus' face. "Velvet that is you!" She laughed and turned her gaze to him, "And who's your new friend? He's quite the looker." Jaune flushed slightly as the girl winked at him. Jaune's eyes subtly flashed as he began to analyse the flirtatious girl with his semblance. The knight had a feeling he might have to spar with her at some point considering her attitude is similar to Yang's.
The woman had relatively fair skin with short brown hair that had a wavy lock on one side. Upon closer inspection the lock of hair was dyed a red colour, giving it a gradient effect as it transitioned from brown to red at the tips. The teen's clothes consisted of a long cocoa coloured shirt paired with a dark brown corset and dark brown trousers. The girl also wore a number of accessories such as a bracelet, gloves and black beaded necklaces that reminded him of the one Neo wore. On her shoulder hung a black and gold handbag that appeared to have bullet casings for the strap. All in all, the woman's appearance screamed fashion.
Velvet smiled at the brown themed girl, "Hi Coco!" She waved and gestured to the blonds either side of her, "This is Jaune and that is Yang." The writer smiled and held out his hand. Coco huh? Given her appearance it's a rather fitting name.
"Hi, I'm Velvet's friend I guess." Coco tilted her sunglasses downwards giving Jaune a view of her alluring brown eyes as she raised her brow.
"And how did you two meet?" She asked, sizing him up as if he was a piece of meat. Jaune gulped,
"Well I kind of helped her a bit." The fashionista smiled kindly at him,
"If that's the case then thank you. The name's Coco Adel, leader of Team CFVY (Coffee). Nice to meet you Jaune." She accepted his outstretched hand. "So what brings you three here?"
Yang grinned, "Jaune here is in need of some new clothes. Velvet and I came to get some as well." Coco turned to the boxer and analysed her closely,
"Jaune, why don't you sit there while I go get your friends some clothes, I think I know what you'd like Yang. Follow me." The blond writer sighed, well looks like his clothes trip was hijacked by Yang and Coco. The boy sat down by the dressing rooms, gazing at the clothing nearby in boredom.
Jaune groaned, what was taking those girls so long? The boy scanned the area for them, where are they? He wondered as he observed his surroundings. The knight shrugged, if they were going to take a while he might as well go look for new clothes.
When the three girls came back they paid no mind to the blond sitting next to four sets of clothing and entered separate dressing rooms. Minutes later the female students exited the established rooms wearing clothes that suited their tastes. Yang winked flirtatiously at Jaune as she posed, emphasising her form. "What do you think Vomit Boy?" She teased. The knight stayed silent as his eyes trailed over each of the Huntresses-in-training. The girl clad in yellow grinned, he's speechless, she thought to herself in amusement. However Coco, being experienced in the fashion industry, realised that he was anything but. The leader of Team CFVY had seen that look on many designers and critiques before, the blond wasn't admiring them, he was observing them with a critical eye. After a few moments of silence passed the writer nodded and handed the three clothes that he had personally picked out for them based on what they were wearing currently.
Yang looked sceptically at the set of clothes her fellow blond had handed her. "Try these on." He said simply before sitting back into his seat. The chairs here were surprisingly comfortable, why couldn't they get these at Beacon? The other three gave him a hesitant look briefly before entering the dressing rooms. "Oh and Coco keep your necklace and beret, Velvet there are holes in that hat for you to thread your ears through and Yang wear the white shirt under the top." He didn't receive any replies but he was sure that they heard him.
First to come out of the rooms was Velvet. The girl was wearing a light brown summer dress complete with red lining along the hem, golden stripes along the shoulder area and the sleaves. A light straw hat was sat atop the rabbit Faunus' head and had a single red ribbon wrapped around it, forming a bow with the two ends. The brunette smiled appreciatively at the boy as he had remembered to include holes within the top to allow her ears to poke through comfortably. The colour of the dress accentuated her eyes and was fairly modest whilst still pleasing to look at.
Next out of the rooms was Coco who was wearing a relatively similar attire due to the two's close colour schemes. The young woman came out wearing a white bowed blouse that was tinged with brown above a light cocoa battle skirt. Along with the clothes were calf length mocha boots paired with white socks and her other accessories such as her beret, her necklace and her sunglasses. The fashionista nodded at Jaune, impressed with his choice. "Though why did you let me keep the beret and necklace?" She queried perplexed. From what she could tell he was going for a gradient effect from light to dark, but the two accessories through that out. The blond writer rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, a nervous tick he had picked up during his stay at Beacon.
"Well it's just, those seemed important to you I guess?" He explained… sort of. "When you got changed into the other clothes you didn't take them off despite it not fitting with the style." Coco smirked, kid's got good eye. She internally commented.
Last out of her designated room was Yang. Once the blond beauty exited the cubicle the shop went silent, even the pop music stopped as it was coincidentally between switching tracks. The buxom boxer was wearing a two-piece poppy yellow and gold short sleeved dress, with the top and bottom being coloured respectively. The space between the two showed her midriff in a way that was similar to Blake's, except all the way around. The dress top had a V-neck that would've given a generous view of her sizable cleavage if she hadn't been wearing a simple short white tee underneath obscuring the view. The sleeves were, for lack of a better word, puffy and the colours of the dress not only complimented her hair and fair skin, but also gave her the appearance of something valuable. All in all, the clothes gave a 'look but don't touch' vibe to her in a way that emphasised her sexual appeal but didn't capitalise on it to the point of being obvious. Coco had no other way of explaining it other than likening the stunning blond to a priceless golden treasure that no one would dare approach. Despite how Yang was leaving the entire store speechless and breathless, Jaune couldn't help but frown.
Velvet, picking up on this, tilted her head curiously. "What's wrong Jaune?" She asked hesitantly. The knight sighed,
"I was right, the look wouldn't suit her." The shoppers within hearing distance gaped at the boy, "Sorry that I put so much thought into Yang's, but I'm used to getting clothes for blonds because of my sisters." Coco shook her head,
"Never mind that, what did you mean by the look not suiting her? She looks like she could be royalty and has the whole store staring!" She cried incredulously, how did that not look good?
The blond writer shook his head, "I never said that it didn't look good. I said it didn't suit Yang, her personality I mean. From what I've learnt about Yang these past few months, mostly by her beating me into the ground, is that she wouldn't be the elegant princess or the priceless masterpiece. Yang is the more like the dragon keeping the treasure safe. A tough love, rough around the edges, party type girl, not built for formalities." Before the boy could continue his scroll began to beep. His eyes widened considerably, I completely forgot! He cried mentally. Jaune's dash to the exit was halted by Yang grabbing his arm in a vice-like grip.
"How are you so good at this?" She asked in an almost inaudible voice.
Jaune, misinterpreting the question, laughed sheepishly. "Well it's something you learn after living with seven sisters constantly asking for your opinion on clothing. One piece wrong and it's a week of guilt tripping for me. Especially Azure, for the youngest of us she can be pretty scary." The writer felt Yang's grip loosen. He waved at Velvet and her team leader. "I have to go now, but I left enough lien to cover the cost where I was sitting. It was nice meeting you Miss Adel!" He called before exiting the building.
Velvet gasped, the blond boy had left enough money to buy each of the clothes he had picked out for them three times over, and they were pretty expensive at that. The girls stared wordlessly as Jaune exited the store, admiring the clothes they were wearing. Yang blinked as she saw that there was another set of clothes where he had sat. "These clothes are…." She mumbled to herself.
Coco licked her lips and whistled at his retreating figure. "I call first dibs." She remarked casually as she entered the dressing room. This is going to be interesting, she smirked amusedly.
As the light of the afternoon sun fades away Jaune runs off to a secret appointment. Where is he going? That is a question that will be answered somewhat next chapter as he deals with varying quality short stories and female troubles. Who knew having doting parents and demanding siblings could make him such a ladies man? With that said, see you next chapter.
Just saying, I picked what clothes I thought would look good. I don't have a sense of fashion so don't blame me if it would look terrible in real life.
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