Chapter 20: Rules of Engagement

Well, the Yang is here. She wants it.

Jaune watched her as she changed her manner of seating a little. The smile on her lips was still hesitant, but he joined her on the bed. She moved, and her body moved in interesting ways. She was beautiful in his eyes.

"You're sweet, Jaune."

She smiled at him with that light little smile that came so easy to her, his hands touching her. A shiver ran over her body as he tested the skin with his fingertips, her lilac eyes staring at him, her breasts like the goalposts, as his hands slowly slid up. He looked her in the eyes. She must be thinking to repay him, but…

'What if…'

"What's wrong, Jaune?" She sounded gentle. He didn't want to hurt her, he didn't want to make her feel worth any less than the sun she was.

"If it's scary, we can just…"

He looked into her eyes. He felt the desire inside him, her eyes looking down, hesitant and a little awkward. Just like how he felt.

"No. But…"

She was with Blake, right? She was in a relationship with someone else, not something that he could immediately cast aside. That would be cheating and that wasn't good.

"But what?"

He looked up again, his hands stopping. He wasn't sure. She said to touch her, but he wasn't sure whether it was fully alright.

"Aren't you…"

He feared to say this. He didn't want to hurt her, but she was with Blake. It was all to pretend, and this went beyond pretending.

"Are you worried I'm going to hurt you like Cinder did?"

She sounded gentle, caring. He shook his head. No, he would be able to take the pain, even if she stabbed him. She was Yang.

"Aren't you still with Blake?"

She blinked, before a bitter smile came on her face, a soft shake of her head, as she realized something. She was smarter than she gave herself credit for, smarter than she seemed to acknowledge verbally, but that was good.

"I broke up with her, Jaune. I mean that. And… And I'm serious about you."

His eyes felt a little wet. It wasn't raining indoors, and there wasn't a leaky tap above his room. Was this what crying was?

"Now, don't cry. It's… fine."

He couldn't stop. He was crying because he felt something for her. It was real. He felt things.

"So… today?"

She smiled that beautiful smile again, her hand brushing over his cheek. She looked so beautiful to him. "It was the nicest date anyone's ever taken me on, Jaune. I…" She seemed to inhale sharply for a moment, looking into his eyes. He didn't want to look away, because she had his whole attention.

"Let's stop pretending now, Jaune. We're now official, okay? Boyfriend and girlfriend. I- I-"

She smiled at him and there were tears from her too. She pulled him close, against her. He was mildly concerned that she'd hurt her back, but she wasn't stopping.

"I'm probably going to be the worst girlfriend ever, but- But I'll never leave you, okay?"

He looked into her eyes and gave a small nod. If she never wanted to leave him, he'd be happy.

"Jaune, are you?"

He didn't know what he was, but he knew that his heart was beating faster, as his hands grabbed her head and he kissed her, full-on on the lips. She wasn't resisting, a low moan coming from her mouth as it came from his, mixing together in the space between their locked lips. He was not going to give up this chance.

It felt like hours, when it really was just forty seconds, her eyes looking at him, a smile on her lips. "I'll be with you for as long as you want to keep me around. I know I'm not-" She placed a finger against his lip, shaking her head.

"No, you're just not the most socially aware, Jaune. That's okay. Let me handle things, if you need someone to handle them. You just stay like you are, and-"

She smiled that wonderful smile again.

"And I'll love you, no matter what."

He looked at his… girlfriend. This was his girlfriend. A GIRLFRIEND.

That was almost like a wife, but not really yet. They could still break up. They could still decide to go their separate ways. He wouldn't let that happen. He looked at her and he made that decision. If Yang wanted him to do something, he would do it without any question.

"I'll never let you go."

He repeated the line from that boat movie, because it fit. He didn't want to let go of her as she smiled, her lips quirking into that delightful smile. She was too pretty for someone like him, but she had said it. They were together.

"Now, my boyfriend is entirely too dressed for this type of thing… Jaune, I want you to know that I want this. I want to give you my first time, with a guy, at least. If you want me to just lay here with you and hold you, that's okay too. We take this as slow as you want to, okay?"

She was wonderful. He got up, smiling at her. "I'll get naked." He didn't care anymore about what people thought. Stripping off the shirt and folding it and setting it beside her own set, but with the shirt on the bottom rather than the jeans on top, he allowed himself a moment to gather himself.

'It's… It's real. She wants to do that with me, even if Cinder said that you'd have to be crazy to love someone like me… It's real.'

He would cherish this moment, these words, for the rest of his life, come what may come. He turned his head to see her on the bed, languidly stretching. She was beautiful. No matter what, he would make sure that she would feel wonderful.

Even if he did not think like regular humans did, he would make her happy.

*The smut starts here. Please head to archive, because the inquisition would put me in a deep dark place if I posted it here.*

*Totally classy interruption of your daily programming, because the puritan inquisition wouldn't allow love expressions to safeguard the innocent children.*

The door opened with some force.

"JAUNE, SHUT THE FUCK UP WITH THAT JERKING OFF! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO GET SOME FUCKING SLEEP BECAUSE THEY NEED TO Wo-"

Marble, his older sister entered with the full fury of someone who'd woken up thanks to him, again, her face most definitely not happy with him. She froze half-way mid-sentence, seemingly just registering that he was with someone. Yang seemed to freeze up as well, just half-gasping, as he continued with the motion. He hit something and he felt himself getting off, a low shudder going through him as he felt the pleasure spark through his body.

Yang made a sound like a strangled cat as she just collapsed, his sister's eyes just following the motion as he felt the pleasure surge around his manhood. At least he had gotten himself up. Yang was trying to get her breath, her cheeks flushed and there being some leaking. She tried to use her hands to get up again but couldn't seem to muster the strength. She made a little puddle. He would clean it in the morning.

"H-hi! I'm Yang, eh… God, Jaune just… Sorry."

He looked at his sister, who still stood there, looking at him as if he'd been doing something special. It wasn't. It was having sex. "We're having sex. I'm not masturbating now. This is Yang. She's my girlfriend." Almost robotically, his sister looked at Yang and then up at him. She blinked a few more times, rubbing her eyes and then staring some more.

"Oh. Eh…"

Marble turned around awkwardly, walking to the door again. "Eh… Yeah. Enjoy. I'll just… sorry for being a bother. Please eh… tone down the volume a little, okay?" The door was shut a little louder than before, and he could hear his sister mumble something about needing a drink.

"She needs to sleep from eight to about four. She works early."

He clarified for Yang, who just looked at him with a mystified look. It was normal that his sisters worked. They had to earn their keep, or so dad had said.

"Guess it's just a cuddle for now, Mister boyfriend…"

She pulled away from him, her hand pulling the condom off and tying it up. He saw the other condom on the side-table, tied off as well. When she had done that, he didn't know. He threw them in the trashbin. That's where trash belonged.

He wrapped his arm around her and she pushed herself against him, still naked. The covers came up as he pulled her even closer. She rested against him. She looked like a doll from those old movies, her nose bumping against his own in a gentle manner. She was his girlfriend and he would not let anything happen to her. She was worth more than anything in the world to him, even Ruby. Ruby was a friend, but Yang was her big sister and his girlfriend.

He slept very well that night. The alarm clock hadn't been set so when the morning sun rose and hit his window with that glare of light, he slowly stirred to life. He looked down, seeing Yang's peacefully sleeping face. He wanted to kiss her. He kissed her after a moment of deliberation. Husbands kissed their wives good morning at the bed in the shows. He wasn't one yet, but if she accepted him…

"Good morning, beautiful."

She whispered softly, her eyes opening, a wince going through her. "Oof, I don't think we'll be exercising much… Mind if we go to the shower though, loverboy? We kind of reek. Or well, I reek and you might smell like me. Gross, as Weiss would put it. Though I'd say you're more Gross than me."

It meant big. He was taller than she was, of course. That was what she meant. He got up, opening the bed up and then stepping out. He got his underwear on again, Yang giving a little smile. There was no blood on the sheets as he could see, which was perhaps normal for virgins? She'd been with Blake though, so that meant that she might have her hymen broken. Or did that mean that girls didn't always bleed?

"Carry me, beautiful."

She said, making a grabby motion. He leaned down and lifted her up. She gave a little wince, a soft mutter of 'damn, that bites' under her breath, holding on to her. She wasn't that heavy, but she was definitely a little heavier than Ruby was. Probably though because of her exercise regimen and general musculature.

"Strong man… Lemme get my underwear first, then we can get to the shower."

She pulled her underwear up, going for the bag. He looked into it, spotting at least three shirts and two sets of jeans. Underwear too. She picked out a nice blue one. The one she'd worn had been nice. Frilly. Girlish.

He opened the door for her, watching how she limped a little, as if she'd pulled a muscle. She leaned against him and he guided her towards the bathroom, knocking on the door once to check if someone was inside. He had glanced at the clock and noticed that it was around the time where most of his sisters were down at the breakfast table.

'I guess she has the shower to herself then.'

"I'll wait outside."

He said, Yang giving him a look, shaking her head. She grabbed his wrist, smiling at him.

"Nope, I need a hand washing. Come on, you're not going to be getting away from me that quickly, buster." He accepted it. Girlfriends and boyfriends did strange stuff for their partners. She was his girlfriend now, so he loved her for all her peculiarities, probably because he was abnormal.

Stepping under the shower with a girl, naked, was something different than he had expected. Yang smelled nice, as she took the showerhead and washed her body.

"Get the soap, will you? I need to get clean."

He noticed that she hadn't turned the water to the full heat, which was okay. She didn't have to cleanse herself of the dirtiness as he had. He handed her the bar of soap and watched her, grabbing the shampoo and rubbing it into his hair. She would probably need conditioner and shampoo, given that she was a blonde as well. His sisters had the right sorts around at all times, even though they went through a lot of it.

She washed him too, keeping her motions delicate, her body close to him enough to make him feel the warmth wash over his heart. This was love, and she cared for him. He wanted it to not end.

She towelled off with a different towel than he did. His was harder, whilst hers was softer. Mom used different stuff for different types of towels. She deserved nothing but comfort. She smiled at him, her hair still a little damp.

"I love you, Jaune."

She said softly and then grabbed her shirt and pulled it on. It was the same as yesterday, the skull motif standing out, her eyes smiling at him as her face mirrored that warmth. She pulled her pants on and watched him do the same, the shirt worn as well. It hadn't gotten dirty, but she wore a copy of it. It was nice to match.

'You're the sun in my sky.'

He supported her as they descended the stairs, pulling Marble's chair out for Yang and letting her sit down. The chatter continued, several of his sisters giving only a brief look up, before returning to their current occupation.

"Morning Jaune."

His older sister Connie said, before he noticed her look at Marble's usual spot, as he sat himself down in his seat. He grabbed a slice of bread and started to prepare it, aware that Connie had just gotten very quiet. That wasn't much like her. She tended to talk a lot when she was engaged in some discussion about something or the other.

"Hi!"

Yang's bright voice spoke up and there was a sudden very quiet table. He looked up as he reached for the jam. There was peanut butter in the jam again. That wasn't nice. He should tell his sister that it wasn't great to mix flavours and stuff like that. What if someone had a peanut allergy?

"Ah, Hello. And who might eh, you be?"

His mother was delicate in her wording, as he looked at her face, trying to guess at how she felt. Everyone was looking at Yang, his father looking to be pleasantly surprised, giving him a look, the grin not disappearing from the man's face.

"She's Yang, Ruby's big sister. She's my girlfriend."

He could see his sisters giving him a look, and then returning it to Yang, who gave a wave back. His mother seemed to have some time to parse through that. He understood that. He didn't get things the first time either.

"I didn't hear the door open, nor did I-"

His mother seemed to be confused. He'd better clarify that a little.

"Oh, she wanted to see my room last night. We had sex and woke Marble up. Sorry about that."

Yang turned bright red, which wasn't something she should. It was completely normal to have sex, or at least so Saphron had said. Maybe not so handy to say it at the breakfast table, but he would rather not lie to his parents. That was bad.

Expressions varied. His father looked proud, the grin stretching broadly, whilst his mother looked a little distraught. His sisters were in varying states of making funny faces. He remembered about the bed then.

"Oh, we made a mess. Do you think I can use the washing machine?"

His mother just looked a little out of it, nodding once. She was definitely in one of those moments where she needed to gather herself a little to shift gears.

"S-so… Eh… You're Jaune's girlfriend, right?"

Connie asked, having gathered enough of her wits. Yang, still red in the face, nodded. A big smile broke out on her face as she spotted his expression.

"Yeah. I am. He's stuck with me."

Yang smiled at him and he smiled back at her. He liked her, and nobody could stop him from liking her. His mother was just sitting down again, just looking at him, not quite understanding. Her mouth was moving but no sound came out.

"But-"

His father cleared his throat. His father was really smart.

"Well, eh, is your mother… well, Yang?"

He sounded awkward, and Yang looked at the man and blinked a few times. She was as unsure of the subject of discussion as he was.

"She should be. Her car was stolen somewhere though, but-"

His father looked at his girlfriend, Yang looking a little nonplussed. Several of his sisters were starting to sort of rouse themselves from the daze. One of them pulled out her phone and dialled a number, looking giddy and happy, that was good.

"Ah. Okay. There's a dangerous man out there, so I was just-"

The man sounded a little absent, giving him a look. He clarified.

"I don't want Jaune to be hurt again by someone."

Yang gave a soft snort. The sound of Saphron's voice came from his older sister's phone. "Hey, I can barely walk. I don't know what you fed your son when he was growing up, but I'm going to be unable to ride a bike for a day or two. Eesh."

He hoped that she was okay. His sisters gave him a look, weirded out, probably. He looked at Yang, his father coughing slightly.

"Well, I guess he did a good job. Ain't nothing wrong with him, nope."

Yang nodded. "Damn right. There's nothing wrong with him, and I'll punch anyone's lights out if they go and say something is. He's my boyfriend." He nodded too. That he was. She was his girlfriend and he would fight for her if it was necessary. She wasn't going to be someone that would be forgotten.

"Saphron, it happened! He's got a girlfriend and she's hot!"

The sound of his sister's voice sounded happy for him, which made him smile too. Yang gave a grin.

"Yeah, and he's pretty damn hot too! Blondes gotta stick together!"

There was a shared smile amongst the blonde contingent of sisters at the table, most of them giving him sly looks. There would be some teasing in the future.

"So… How did this all come together? Jaune told me that you were with a girlfriend…"

His mother tried to put it delicately and he could see Yang frown for a brief instant. It was there for a moment and then it was gone.

"It didn't work out. She was not in her right state of mind and tried to rape Jaune because of some fucked up biological urge."

Her eyes looked dark, as she sighed deeply. "Seems to happen a lot, people taking advantage of him. Hell, I even started out as just trying to pretend that he was my boyfriend, but…"

She gave a bitter-looking smile, looking at him straight in the face. "but he gave me the best date ever. He gave me a gift and some perfume a day later. He told me that he thought of me as the sun that shines on his world and that he'd never leave me."

His sisters looked at Yang, and he thought that it was a jealous expression that he could see there. His dad looked like Christmas had come. It was still July, though. That meant that it would be five months later for Christmas.

"That doesn't sound like a good basis for a relationship. What about his autism?"

His mother asked that question and Yang looked at her. There was anger in her eyes.

"I don't care. Compared to what he's been through, I feel like I'm not good enough for him. He loves you all so much that it's painful to see you dismiss him like this. Let him be happy instead of trying to make him feel like he's less, okay?"

His sisters didn't really look very happy with their mother's statement either, Connie giving a little pout. Saphron gave something of a mumble, Connie taking the phone and then starting a quick conversation with Saphron, speaking quickly.

"It's still something that he has, girl. He's not like everyone else, and I don't want you to hurt him."

Yang's eyes were cool as she pressed her lips together tightly. She was being stubborn, but he felt nice. "Sweetheart, how about we're just happy for Jaune, and let sleeping dogs lie, okay?" His father tried to mediate, and Yang simmered down. He held his plate out, the sandwich he'd made with jam still on it, uneaten.

"Aww, ain't that sweet? He's made me a sandwich. Guess he'll be a good house-husband when I'm punching out people in the ring."

He didn't mind that. He liked it when she was happy. He didn't need much more than that.

She took the sandwich and smiled at him with that wonderful smile again, to which he reciprocated.

"Congratulations! She looks hot! I'm so happy for you!"

Saphron's voice sounded in his ears, imagining Saphron smiling at him. Yang smiled as well, the tension defusing immediately. It was a slow burning inside her but he could see her getting more at ease.

"So, how was he? Good? The sisterhood deserves to know!"

The eldest at the table started to ask questions, Yang giving a bold grin and starting to talk. His father motioned that he should get up, walking with him to the other room. He looked happy, at least. That would probably mean that the talk was going to be nice, rather than a small comment

"That's quite some girl you've got there, son."

The look on his father's face was proud, as he patted his shoulder, a smile never quite leaving the man's face.

"When things happened with Summer, I feared- But I guess I should've seen it coming. You were trying to sneak into the girl's room for some spank and bang, eh?"

It was a wrong conclusion but he didn't correct his father on it. It wasn't asked for, so he did not.

"Whatever your mother says is hogwash, nonsense. I knew you weren't the type to do anything off, and well… Whatever that Fall woman said, it was all nonsense. I know you, son. You're a guy who would do right by a girl."

His father believed in him, even though he didn't like that he had autism. His father patted his shoulder a few more times, as he grinned.

"So, how was she in bed, huh? Was it great?"

He smiled. It had been wonderful. She had not gotten an orgasm, but he had enjoyed himself. He'd do better next time, and she'd say that she was orgasming, undoubtedly.

"She was amazing. Marble complained about the noise and Yang just sort of collapsed, but it was great. I'll give her an orgasm next time, I hope."

His father gave him a look, that oddly proud paternal look that he had seen a few times before. It was nice, he guessed.

"Good, good. Women aren't that hard to keep. Just make sure to get a good job, provide for them and make sure that you never make them angry before you go to bed." There was some wisdom in that. A good job was important. He knew that. He should perhaps do something with that.

"Doctor Watts said he'd inform Miss Salem of things." His father looked at him and his face showed confusion.

"About the marks?"

Jaune nodded. His father's eyes looked a little relieved.

"That's good. Does it still hurt?"

Jaune shook his head. It didn't hurt much. It hadn't hurt during sex. Dad always knew things, of course.

"No. The skin is a little raw, but it only hurts when I'm exercising." His father's smile was good, as he gave a smile.

"Do you need some more money for taking your girlfriend out on a date?"

The man asked. Jaune shook his head. He probably wasn't going to go on a date for a bit. Yang said that she had some trouble walking.

They rejoined the rest of the family. Yang was already mostly done with her sandwich. A sandwich laid on his plate, Yang giving a grin.

"Here's the man of the house! Guaranteed to go out with a Yang."

Some of his sisters looked at him with looks that clearly were a little envious. Why, he didn't know. They had always been a little strange, watching those romantic soaps.

"See? We did something right by making him watch those movies! Even if he's got a big di-"

Shushing came from his sisters, as his mother gave a stern look at his sister, who looked at him and waggled her eyebrows.

"Good job, Jaune. She was telling us about your date."

Ah, that made sense. That was logical. "We should go to Ruby's house. Ruby might be worried. Yang's dad might also be. Her stepmother doesn't really like Yang much though." It was important, and Yang looked at him for a moment, before she sighed.

"I'm… I'm not on the best of terms with dad right now. Ruby told him yesterday morning about me and Blake and… Yeah…" She looked uncomfortable.

"Not going to be received very well, but I guess we'd need to go there anyways. I've still got stuff there, and I'll see whether I can just wait it out at a friend's house or something…"

He nodded. She could. She was his girlfriend though. "You can stay with us. Your mom would be gone for a few days more and then everything will be back to normal."

He wouldn't be normal, but she accepted him. Yang smiled at him, looking at him with an expression that should be on her face. He was rude for offering his home to her, but he knew that his mom and dad wouldn't mind.

"We won't make too much noise."

He said to his dad, who gave a look to his mother, who merely looked a little uncomfortable.

"I guess we don't really have a problem with another plate at the dinner table…" His mother said, looking at Yang with some hesitation in her eyes, but his father coughed.

"We'd love to have you, Yang. Someone who can suffer my son's quirks is welcome at our home always."

He hoped that he would have what was needed to keep her. Yang was a treasure he'd cherish forever. She was Yang and she liked him.

"Great. Let's go, Yang."

He knew that she would like to get out, and she smiled at him.

"I'll need a hand to get to the car though. You were amazing. I think I sprained a muscle, you big brute."

He frowned. "You said you didn't mind it if I was rough." He felt a little afraid that he'd been too rough.

"Hey, I put it in myself. It's all on me, I just eh… Misjudged. Seriously, if they ever make a cast of it, I'm ordering two. Eesh, I'm going to be walking funny for an hour or three. You guys fed him something that made him a big boy, ladies. Yang likes!"

He smiled at Yang, because she was amazing. His sisters and mother looked somewhat disapproving, at least in his mother's case, and sick, in his sisters' case. His father was laughing now, a deep belly laugh that made him look much better.

"I told you that it was a trait in the family, honey. You just didn't believe it!"

His mother gave his father a peeved look, whilst his sisters just stared at their father. Nobody really talked.

"Boyfriend, escort me upstairs. I must get my bra back on, before someone gets ideas. Ideas that make your sisters give me weird looks."

She gave him a wink and a broad smile. He wasn't sure what she meant with that. As he escorted her upstairs again, he could hear the conversation spring up behind them. His sisters were going back and forth, Saphron had hung up the phone, which was back into his sister's pocket.

Yang dressed quickly, as he put on some deodorant and started to do the bed, the sheets bunched up and carried towards the laundry hamper. He wasn't sure what to do about the mattress though. It looked still wet and stained. Mom would know something about that, undoubtedly.

She went down with him, still tenderly moving. He might've been too rough. She seemed to wince every time she closed her legs. He hoped that she was alright.

His sister Connie grinned. "Keep our sister-in-law safe, Jaune. Don't go putting any weapons of mass destruction in her, or re-enact Desert Storm!"

The laughter that came from some of his sisters and his father's snort of amusement and his mother's curt 'Constance!' cut that off, as his sister started to defend her.

'She's worthy of marriage. She's too good for me.'

He could see her as his girlfriend, and more. She was a wonderful girl with a smile that made his world light up.

"Your bold and brave sister goes to slay the dragon! Tally ho, fair sisters of Arc! Your brother shall guard me!"

More laughter from his sisters and he guessed that they liked Yang. That was good. Terra hadn't been so very well-received. Maybe it was because Saphron had been the partygoer of them all. It was hard to think about such a thing at times though.

'You are the puzzle piece that fits in my world, Yang.'

As she got into the car, the empty bag that she'd gotten with her downstairs on his lap, he noticed that she seemed to be smiling. "I love you." The words just came to him and the smile got even bigger.

"Your sisters are nice. Do they know about… things?"

She made a gesture with her hand that he couldn't quite understand. "With Fall? Do they know? Because I asked and your sister, eh, the one with the big nose and the glasses, didn't seem to know what I was talking about."

He shook his head. Mom and dad knew. The others didn't. His sisters didn't need that on their plate, his mom had said. They didn't really show much interest, unless it was to tease him.

"No, they don't really know. Nobody believed me."

Nobody believed him. They just assumed it, and he'd said the truth. He'd said the truth and he kept repeating it, no matter how much they said that he must've done it. He'd said the truth.

"Jaune? Jaune?! Easy, deep breaths… Calm down. You're safe. Nobody is going to hurt you, Jaune."

He noticed that she was holding him. It was safe, it felt warm and comfortable. It was better than before. He wasn't alone now. He had a girlfriend.

"I believe you, Jaune. If they don't, I don't care. I need my strong boyfriend to protect me too, if I'm weak."

She smiled. She was much stronger than he was.

"Now, let's get my stuff. Dad may shout a lot, but he's not going to hurt me."

They drove quietly, Yang slowing down a little as a cop car came by, her eyes lazily scanning the occupants. He looked away. He didn't like cops, or their cars. It'd been a tiny space free for him. He didn't want to get in one again.

Yang's face was worried for him as she pulled over. "Hey, don't worry. They're not coming for you, Jaune." A softness of her gaze, as she laid her hand on his knee.

"I'll keep you safe, and I'll keep Ruby safe."

They stopped at the driveway, Yang wincing a little and cussing. She looked at him for a moment and sighed. "Not going to get up the stairs, Jaune. Think you can pop in quick and get the contents of my middle drawer? There's where I keep a few sets, neatly ordered. Mom always said that you'd best be prepared. That's what Pound-Town Port said to her, back in Basic."

He nodded. It made sense. He kept sets of his outfits together too. Shirts were in drawer one, pants in number 2 and in 3 were the socks and the tie, if he had to wear one. He didn't like that much though, they choked him a little.

He approached the house, giving a look around. Someone was standing near the garage, leaning against a car. A man whose hair was in a mullet, a prominent gap between his teeth. He wore the uniform.

A tag with Officer S. D. Mann was pinned to his breast and he looked like he didn't really like being here.

"Sorry kid, official business."

There was a cigarette in his mouth as he blew out some smoke. "Wouldn't happen to be with the young blonde who's missing from the household, would ya?" The man threw a look at Yang and he shook his head. She was like a sister to the house and he didn't really think he liked the man much.

"My sister's sister, or so they say. I've got seven, so who knows? I'm one of Ruby's friends. Can I go in?"

It was polite to ask, the man exhaling slowly. A cloud of smoke came from the man's lips, reminding him of Cinder. That was a bad feeling.

"Ah well, guess you've come to visit the girl. Sad thing to see, but eh, not my business."

The officer of the law got into the car, not marked officially as a police vehicle and then started the engine. "If you see her around, do give us a ring. She's run off from home, and- well..." The man shrugged.

He didn't like this.

He opened the front door, hearing an angry voice speak up. He didn't continue further.

"- KNOW THAT, SANDY! YOU FUCKING KNOW THAT I WAS NOT ABLE TO GET CUSTODY BECAUSE OF THAT!"

Yang's father's voice was loud, as something shattered. He hoped that it wasn't anything irreplaceable.

"I just did what was best for our family! The Fall lady said that the boy was a rapist, so I did my duty! It was for your daughters, Taiyang!"

He didn't move a muscle, as angry pacing sounded. The man was cursing, loudly.

"It will all be over soon, once that boy is away and you get Ruby back. We can make a family, and your oldest will be-"

The man made an angry sound, as something crashed against a wall, a bottle shattering.

"You acted on little Intel and just TOLD them that my ex-wife was having a mental breakdown and that she'd attacked someone! Ruby told me about the threat against Blake, but that doesn't mean that I'd get custody!"

The woman's response was loud, Jaune wincing. She was a little too loud for his ears.

"BUT THE GUNS WERE TAKEN AWAY!"

There was an angry sound from the man, as something was set down. Jaune still didn't move, just listening.

"SO WAS RUBY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YANG IS GOING TO DO WHEN SHE HEARS HER YOUNGER SISTER WAS TAKEN AWAY BY CHILD PROTECTIVE SERVICES, HUH?"

'That's bad.´

They'd take him away too. Ruby was probably on the way towards the extermination centres. That's what they did with the bad ones, who couldn't serve the good people. Ruby was smarter than him. The retards who were smart got the bullet first, of course. That was logical. Cinder had spoken with Sandy.

"But she's just a seventeen-year-old girl!"

The man seemed to halt, a laugh coming from his lips. Not a happy laugh, but a laugh that held some dark emotion.

"Just a girl? You think she's just a girl, Sandy? Gods… Summer… Oh fuck, Summer… She always took the words literally… She'd make the caches when we were out and-"

His wife interrupted the man, as he went on a segue.

"I don't understand!"

The man growled something, and Jaune could hear the pacing continue. The man was obviously angry about something if his pacing was as aggressive as it was.

"Summer raised Yang as a Marine, you stupid woman. Fuck, I need to call Qrow. We're going to have to- God, you don't know what you've done. The moment Yang finds out-"

He didn't stay. Yang had to know that they'd taken Ruby. That was important and it was something that he needed to tell her. He didn't want Ruby to die, all because of Cinder. Cinder had power. Cinder was someone who knew what the law was, and retards would all die in fire and ash.

He got to the car, looking at her. "Ruby's gone, Yang. Child protective services took her away. Cinder spoke with Sandy."

The look on her face was like Summer's when he'd told her about the thing with Ruby. He knew that look, and he knew that she needed him. Her eyes were turning red and she was shivering, as her lips made the weirdest smile ever. Anger was within her eyes.

"Si vis pacem, para bellum."

It was Latin, he knew. She spoke the words softly, as her eyes looked at the house and there was that hint of frustration in her body as she turned the key in the ignition once more, shifted gears and turned the car.

"If you want peace, prepare for war. Summer taught me that."

And thus, we see Yang treading upon a path of pun-ishment.

Merry Christmas! See you next week!