Combat class, something that once brought Jaune all sorts of anxiety, now is something he looked forward to every day. He watched as his beloved returned to her seat beside him, she had just won her match against a girl named Jasmine. Her elegance and grace in the arena was majestic, she was truly one of the best fighters in all of Beacon. Thankfully headmaster Ozpin was true to his word, keeping Jaune and Blake's current relationship status secret from other student's.
"Good Job," Pyrrha said with a smile as Blake took her seat next to her husband.
"Thanks."
Jaune took her hand in his as she cuddled up to it. "You did great," Jaune praised as he gently placed a kiss on her lips.
"Blakey," Yang exclaimed as she wrapped the cat girl and by extension Jaune into a tight hug. "That was awesome... im so proud of you."
"huh, hem," exclaimed Miss. Goodwitch, clearly not pleased with her student's taking in class. Though it warmed her heart to see young love blossoming between husband and wife, even given the circumstances behind the marriage. "Ms. Xiao Long, if I may continue."
"Sorry, Miss. G."
Miss. Goodwitch sighed, clearly not liking the nickname she was given. "Alright, this will be the last match of the day. Can I get Jaune Arc and... Cardin Winchester."
Jaune sighed as he rose from his seat, he had just gotten comfortable in his seat next to Blake too. The first couple of week's of the school year, Jaune would have been terrified at the thought of a match against the orange-haired brute but not anymore, no longer was he the Jaune Arc who forged his way into Beacon, now he deserved his place.
Having returned to the arena after changing into his combat clothes, Jaune checked his weapon's. Crosea Mors was finely polished and the blade was the sharpest it was ever going to be, Beastial Fang fit snuggly onto his hands. Filled with a capsule of shock dust.
"Are you both ready?"
Jaune readied himself in his stance. Shield up and held away from the body, sword ready to implement a powerful upwards slash. He stared at Cardin across the arena from him, the large mace wielder stood there in his usual stance. Mace held diagonally across his body.
"Begin!"
In contrast to his first match with the orange-haired brute, Jaune remained steadfast there was no need to charge in, Cardin would take care of that for him. To say Cardin was hard headed was an understatement, granted he was learning but even that was slow, he still makes the same mistake's. Underestimating his opponent's, overestimating himself. Though he doesn't just charge in without a plan, of course, his temper is still his biggest weakness.
Miss. Goodwitch grinned as she saw her students taking their time in this fight and not just charging in and inevitably getting themselves hurt. Jaune and Cardin circled the arena staring at each other for the slightest sign of movement, they had made a complete half-circle before Cardin pushed off his right foot. Jaune smirked as Cardin got close, he rose his mace in preparation for a powerful downward, in his first days, he would have gone to block such a strike but no now. Jaune stretched his right leg outwards and pivoted on his heal so his back was to Cardin who didn't react in time to stop his attack, he got low and performed a leg sweep that knocked Cardin off his feet and onto his ass.
"wha," Cardin exclaimed as he fell, Jaune backpedaled a few feet, Cardin recovered a lot faster than he thought he would. Cardin got up and glared angrily at Jaune, there was that famous temper of his, he let out an intimidating roar before swinging horizontally which Jaune had no time to appropriately counter.
He raised his shield to block the swing and was blown away when the head of Cardin's mace exploded against Jaunes shield. The blast made Blake cringe as she looked on, she wasn't worried, Jaune could beat Cardin no problem after the many hours of training he put himself through, not to mention Pyrrha's training and discovering his semblance.
Jaune staggered back to his feet and sidestepped just in time to dodge a downwards strike from Cardin, he readied himself and hit him with a quick shield bash that staggered him back a few feet which Jaune responded with a diagonal upwards slash and a jab before jumping backward.
Cardin grinned as he took his mace in his right hand, he pointed his shoulder towards him. Jaune stared confused at Cardin's current strategy, Cardin smashed the head of his mace into the arena floor underneath him, which because of the explosive dust crystal in its head it propelled him towards Jaune at a speed even Ruby would be jealous of. Jaune was dazed, taking Carin's attack on, he flew backward with a look of utter disbelief before spinning in the air and sliding on the arena floor on his feet and right hand.
"That was new," Jaune muttered. When did Cardin learn to do that? He went to ready himself for another attack, Jaune's eye's widened when he noticed he didn't have his sword. Cardin laughed.
"haha! What you gonna do now Arc. Without your precious sword."
Jaune cursed silently, how could he let himself be separated from his weapon. It was a rookie mistake, but it mattered very little to him. Putting his left foot forward, Jaune took a hand-to-hand combat stance, Yang looked down at her friend with a look of respect coupled with pride. That was her stance, she wondered how Jaune of all people learned it but he was alway's one to pay extra attention during his friends fights.
Jaune grit his teeth and activated his semblance. His knuckleduster covered fist started to glow a brilliant white as Jaune's eyes turned bright gold. He charged at Cardin with titanium claw's extended, he slashed downwards at a diagonal taking a large chunk out of his aura as well as stunning him thank's to his shock dust capsule, taking advantage of his opponent being stunned to slash upwards.
Cardin recovered but it was far too late, just one Regulus Impact and his aura would be shattered. Cardin charged and in response so did Jaune, Cardin went for a diagonal swing while Jaune went for a strong right hook while using his left hand to block the mace. Cardin's eyes glowed with anger as Jaune caught the shaft of his mace before Jaune's fist impacted his face.
"That's enough!" Miss. Goodwitch exclaimed as she took center stage in the arena. "The winner is Jaune Arc."
Blake sat in front of a monitor at the Beacon CCT tower in hopes of getting in contact with her mother. The black screen of the monitor flickered to life as the image of Kali Belladonna, Mrs. Belladonna was depicted there dressed in her usual white formal shirt with black torso length jacket which was lined with golden fabric. Kali visably brightened as she saw both her daughter and son-in-law.
"Blake! Jaune, how are you," Kali greeted them, she smiled ear to ear.
"Hey mom," They both said in unison. "We're fine mom, how are you and dad," Blake asked.
"Im fine dears, Ghira's out currently," Kali playfully said before shaking her head, "Some chieftain business. You know how your father is."
"Of course," Jaune stated, they were both leaders in their own right. Blake wondered what Jaune did with his team and how it compared to her father's own actions.
"So," Kali drew out the word, "what do I ow the pleaser of getting a call?" Kali saw Blake and Jaune look at each other, and if it wasn't her imagination it looked as if Blake had scooted closer to Jaune. Kali having assumed this meant what any parent would want from their married daughter. "Oh. My. Gods..." Kali covered her mouth in shock, "Am I going to be a grandmother."
"What n-" Blake started to say but Kali was too excited.
"I gotta call Juliet, she's going to lose her mind!" Kali laughed like a giddy school girl as she fumbled with her scroll.
"NO!" Kali froze at her son's exclamation. "No, it's not that mom."
"Oh," she looked disappointed. "Well, that disappointing."
Blake looked between Jaune and her mother, a slight crimson blush grew on her cheeks as she scratched at the back of her neck. A nervous tick she seemed to have picked up from her husband. "Ya," Blake drew out the word. Kali looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Actually, Jaune and I have been talking... and we think It's a good idea if we spend Christmas together."
"Not that we dont want to spend time with the extended family," Jaune added quickly as Kali's eye lid's dropped. "I mean, we just thought it would be nice to spend it together," Jaune nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Oh, well yeah." Kali said, "That sounds good," she puffed out her cheeks as if she was pouting.
'I was hoping Blake was pregnant.'
With these last few chapters, I feel as if im alway's having trouble with the last scene of the chapter. I had trouble with the part scene and now with the CCT scene.
Work's been kinda crazy lately, of course, its almost Christmas. I work in the electronics department at the Dunkirk Wal-mart and am trained to both work in the site-to-store area and the photo lab, this time a year those two area's are the busiest. Not to mention I have to deal with my idiotic assistant manager, I swear if she doesn't stop yelling at me to work the frate that keeps coming off the truck. I mean Im helping customer's, which is my job!
Ok so, this is most likely the last Drunken Knightshade Fic I upload until Christmas, so I kinda dont want to leave you all hanging without something to read from me. I have been working on a fic
