Hey guys, I know a while ago I promised a long chapter. But I decided that I'd rather do a memorable, short, sweet chapter rather than just some long drawn out one. Thank you all so much for sticking with me (And my terrible, death related jokes) for 50 entire chapters, I've never written any story this popular before, thank you all so much.
Jaune felt uneasy sitting in the comfy red seat. Beside him were two of his best friends, Nora and Ren, staring off into the distance. Ren was calm and collected, relaxing in his seat. Nora on the other hand wasn't even in hers. She was standing up, leaning over the railing, shouting profanities along with hundreds of other students and civilians. The Vytal Festival was in full swing, with the Singles tournament taking place. Currently the battlefield remained empty. No fighters came out yet, but Jaune knew who one of them would be. Even though he knew Pyrrha could handle herself, and the rest of the team, Jaune was always scared of her getting hurt, even the slightest scratch could make Jaune grimace.
"Something's not right..." Jaune said, thinking about how Pyrrha was acting before she left for the tournament. Penny, the sweet young girl who mysteriously showed amazing potential, was her rival tonight. wasn't anywhere in sight. He knew Pyrrha well, or at least he thought he did. Their friendship was magical even if he wanted it to be more. Under normal circumstances Pyrrha would be more than happy to participate, but she seemed down and depressed earlier. Why was she like that, Jaune wondered. Her reputation and honor was on the line, and she wouldn't miss it for the world, but he still felt like Pyrrha might need some cheering up. "I'll be back." He said, standing up and brushing past Nora as he made his way towards the service exit.
He clambered down the stairs and searched for his teammate among the chaos below the stage, where everyone was getting ready for their battles and what not. He hoped to see Yang down here, but then remembered the incident that happened before, where she broke that poor kid's legs. He didn't think she did it on purpose, and she definitely shouldn't be disqualified for it. Jaune saw the two exits that led up to the stage, and Jaune followed one of them.
The pathway was windy and slim, but the closer he got to the top, the more spread out and straight it got. Finally he found the redhead, sitting down on the steps just before the stadium. Her head was bowed and she hugged her legs to her chest. "Pyrrha?" Jaune called, and the warrior quickly lifted her heads up and tried to make herself presentable.
"Jaune...? What are you doing here?" She asked, her voice cracking and wobbly. Once she took a second to calm herself, she spoke in a harsher tone. "You're not supposed to be here, it's for the fighters only."
"I thought you could use something to cheer you up." Jaune said, sitting down beside her. "What's a better gift than the gift of a free idiot?" He asked motioning to himself, drawing a smile and a pained look from Pyrrha. "What's wrong, Nikos?" Pyrrha sniffed once and turned to face him.
"I'm not sure if I should let you know what's wrong. Even if I wanted to, I'm not sure how to explain it. Everything is just... falling apart, and I don't know how to help. I feel like I'm watching my life wither away, and the person I want to spend my life with doesn't feel the same way." She huffed and looked into his sapphire eyes. "I don't think I can do this tournament."
"Oh, pish posh, you're Pyrrha Nikos!" Jaune exclaimed. You're the best fighter in the entire world, and you're an even greater friend. Just..." Jaune took a moment to find the right words to say. "You are the most wonderful girl I know. How about this. If you win this round, I'll wear a dress to the next ball again." He smiled the same goofy smile Pyrrha loved, which only made it harder for her to stand up.
he let out a laugh and brushed off her armor after standing tall. "Sounds like a deal, Jaune." She thought about attempting to kiss Jaune there, but decided now wasn't the time. "I'll... try to tell you about my problem after this match." She gave off a genuine smile to him, but it didn't last long. "I promise." To that, Jaune smiled brightly.
"That's the Pyrrha I 'll do amazing, I guarantee it." He decided to act on his gut feeling and pulled Pyrrha in, kissing her cheek quickly. His heart raced and his face turned red, but that didn't stop him. He pulled away quickly and Pyrrha seemed to have the same effects. Blushing as red as her hair, and Jaune could practically see her heart beat out of her armor. He prayed she wouldn't scold him for the cheek kiss, and to his delight, she giggled.
"Thank you Jaune... I'm really glad I have a... Friend, like you." She paused on the word friend, but Jaune didn't think anything of it. He simply smiled, and backed away as the podium she was on began to rise up to take her to the stage as it called her name. Jaune reached his hand out and grabbed hers, their arms having to reach further and further as they moved away.
"I'll see you after this match, Jaune." Pyrrha gave his hand one last squeeze before they both let go, and Pyrrha ascended to the stadium. Jaune let out a sigh, knowing that could've been his chance to actually kiss her. He walked back to his seat rather quickly, watching the match eagerly.
"Was Pyrrha okay?" Nora asked Jaune. He simply nodded as the match begun.
"Everything's going to be fine, I know it."
Sorry for the late update once more, but I've been dropping in and out with RWBY, I can guarantee that I'll write more once Volume 4 comes out, but until then my posts may be minimum. Thank you for reading!
