Author's note: Happy birthday to this story! It turns a year old around the time I'm uploading this chapter… yay!


Yang kept her pace even as she approached the doors, even as the two men blocking it seemed to become very concerned. They had noticed her approaching for some time but only recently did they seem to recognize her.

What had been glares or indifferent looks turned into sneers and fear as they could make out the blonde who had previously wrecked their club… or, Juniors club rather.

They seemed to want to challenge her for a moment, and the two men shared a glance between themselves. They stepped aside, leaving a wide gap between them so that she could reach the doors.

It seemed she had left an impression she couldn't be entirely disappointed with.

The Club was rather empty in comparison to what she could remember but that was likely due to the early hour, most people not going clubbing at ten in the morning. Despite that fact, the man she was looking for stood behind the counter, one glass in hand as he looked up to see who had entered.

"Oh come on!" She couldn't make out his face from there but he didn't sound happy. Yang made her way over to the counter, adopting a smirk as she saw his glare.

"Hey there Junior, how have you been?" His look could easily be summed up as unimpressed.

"Do I have to pay you to stay away from my club?"

Yang laughed, perhaps a little harder than she should have, and Junior narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

"Quite the sense of humour there." Yang sat down on one of the bar stools in front of him. "Though I'm afraid you can't afford me."

"What do ya want?" He punctuated his question by aggressively setting the glass in his hands down.

"Can't I just come by an-"

"No, no you can't." He didn't even let her finish. "Tell me what you want so you can get the hell out of my club!"

"Sheesh, I take back what I said about your sense of humour." Yang said. "Fine, I want to bring a date here within the next couple days and I figured I would let you know ahead of time… to avoid any incidents."

Junior glared at her. "And what makes you think I'd allow you to do that?"

"Well, for one you can't exactly stop me." She looked over at the goons who had made it clear they weren't going to get involved by staying far away from them. "And two, I'm just looking for a night out."

Junior glared at his men, mumbling something about loyalty under his breath. "This isn't exactly a good idea, on either of our parts. If the girls see you they'll likely try to throw you out, even if I tell them not to… not that I would try and stop them of course."

Yang rolled her eyes and the meaningless threat. If they could they would have done so already.

"Look, The Club is the place to go for a fun night." Yang attempted to play to his ego slightly. "There isn't a better joint in all of Vale and I need the best."

Junior stood a little taller at her words, even if his suspicion was clear. He took a moment to think before speaking. "You must really like this guy, whoever he is. Poor bastard doesn't have a clue what he's getting into, does he?"

Yang laughed slightly. "He… has an idea."

"I was wondering about the hair cut, guy must be something…" Junior sighed. "Fine, but only this one time. After this I don't ever want to see you again."

Yang nodded her head. "That's perfect, I-"

"There is one condition though." Junior grinned slightly as it became her turn to look suspicious. "I can't stop the girls from trying to fight you, which means they would have to have the night off. Problem is, then I'm out of muscle." Yang didn't like where this was going. "And if I've got huntsmen and huntresses attending, things are bound to go a little crazy, even if they are in just training." Yang really didn't like where this was going. "You can attend for a night, if you agree to break up any fights that get out of hand."

Yang took a second to consider his offer. "I am still on a date you know, I cant waste all my time breaking up every guy that wants to rough it a bit."

"You won't have to." Junior held up a hand. "The girls only ever get involved if it's something the boys can't handle… like a certain blonde brawler." He focused his eyes on her. "If you want in, that's the deal."

"You didn't sound very willing before, what changed?"

"The girls have been working every night for the last month and a half." Junior explained. "They've been asking for some time off but I haven't been able to risk it, if you and your boy-toy agree to replace them for a night I can get them off my back."

Yang decided to press her luck. "Drinks on the house?"

"The first drink."

Yang sighed. "I guess that's the best I'm gonna get. You got a deal." She held out her hand for him to reluctantly take.


"So… how do I look?" Jaune held out his arms slightly, allowing his team to take in his outfit. Blue jeans, a tight fit white t-shirt, and a black button up shirt he left open. All new of course and all meant to work off one another. He thought it looked good, but then again, he had thought that about the last ten or so combinations he had gone with.

"You look nice." Pyrrha was the first to speak but didn't really elaborate.

"It does look rather smart." Ren gave a little more detail. "It's certainly better than the last one."

Nora just nodded her head to what Ren said.

Jaune sighed and sat down on his bed. "I guess that's good enough for now."

"It looks good Jaune, really." Pyrrha said. "Yang will love it."

He smiled as best he could. "I know Pyr, I know. I just… I want to put the same effort she did for my date." Jaune blushed at the memory. "She looked beautiful… stunning. I… I was hoping to do the same." He shook his head. "It's dumb, I know."

"I think it's sweet." Pyrrha's voice was soft. "But I also think Yang won't care." Jaune interrupted her but she continued before he could. "I think she'll be impressed no matter what you wear."

Jaune stared at her. He wasn't quite as sure on that front but he decided to listen, if only to save him some of the worry. It didn't help that they were running out of time.

For not the first time Jaune checked his scroll. He was supposed to meet Yang at the bullheads in an hour. He stood and made his way to the door.

"I thought you said your date started at nine?" Ren raised one eyebrow. "I understand being early but an hour?"

"Yang will know I'll show up early, which means she'll show up earlier. Which means I need to show up even earlier." Jaune winced at the way it sounded. "I wanna be sure to beat her there."

Jaune opened the door, looking out across the hallway… just in time to see Yang emerge and shut the door behind her, before turning and promptly freezing when he saw her.

Nora giggled behind him. "I think that ship has already sailed."

Jaune stepped through the doorway and closed it behind himself. "So…"

"So…" Yang responded.

Jaune felt his cheeks heat up as they stood there in awkward silence. He swallowed and stepped forward. "Ready to go?"

Yang took a second to respond but forced a smile on her face that seemed genuine. "Yep." She took his hand and stepped off in the direction of the docks.

They made the walk in relative silence but it never felt awkward or stilleted. Instead it felt more… comfortable. He thought it was crazy but he felt like he had an idea of what she was thinking, at least enough so that words were never necessary. It was a strange bond he had with Pyrrha and some of his sisters but with Yang… it was different.

They arrived in Vale a short time later and Jaune followed her as they made their way to the more popular district.

He heard the building before he saw it, the loud music fading more into noise so far away. He could also see the rather large line outside the main door. It seemed the place hadn't actually opened yet and most people were waiting to be let in.

It looked like they must have been waiting for an hour or two at least.

Jaune sighed and started to head for the back of the line, until Yang pulled him in a different direction.

As they approached the front of the line he could hear the mumbles and complaints but nobody made any effort to stop them. Most people seemed content to let the bouncers tell them off.

The suited men casted a… decently intimidating figure, for civilians. He highly doubted they could stop anybody with actual training, but then again they weren't trying to. Their main concern was rowdy college students or drunks.

"Yo." Yang waved to them as she stopped in front of them.

One of the men looked up at her. "Xiao Long." He gave a slight nod of recognition and stepped to the side. "Junior has set aside one of the VIP booths for you, they overlook most the club and will let you see if anything goes wrong."

Jaune heard the crowd outside switch from mildly annoyed to entirely offended and for a moment he thought they might try something. They didn't of course.

He raised one eyebrow as they were let in but Yang made a motion with her hands that seemed to say 'not here'. Instead, they followed one of the suited men to a large booth raised above the dance floor.

A waitress came over and got their orders before leaving. Once they were alone, Jaune's curiosity finally won out.

"How did you pull that off?"

Yang smirked. "One of my many skills."

"Anything I need to worry about?"

"You're no fun." She rolled her eyes but her smile didn't fade. "Part of the deal to get in was that I need to play security if anything gets out of hand. So I might have to take care of a couple drunks but other than that we're good."

"So you get into the club and get to fight without the risk of getting in trouble?" He asked. "How is that fair for the owner?"

Yang's grin grew even larger. "He certainly thinks it is, but enough of that." The waitress returned with their drinks. Jaune hadn't gotten anything fancy since he didn't really know much about them. Yang raised her glass. "To an eventful night!"

Jaune reluctantly mimicked the action, clinking their glasses together, and as he downed his drink he got the feeling it was going to be a long night.


He wasn't entirely sure how he'd gotten himself into this situation. Maybe it was his choice in woman, maybe it was his choice in drink, or maybe, just maybe, it was this drunk punks fault.

Jaune blocked a sloppy lunge that might have been called a punch if he was being generous, before countering with a sweep of his legs. He was slow, especially so in comparison to his friends, but to a civilian it was more than enough and the drunkard fell to the ground.

He reached for the glass he had been forced to set down and drank what was left, gesturing over for the waitress to bring another one, and some guys to take care of the guy currently unconscious on the floor.

Slowly, Jaune made his way back to their booth, just in time to meet Yang. Both of them had sweat on their brows but neither of them complained.

"I really didn't think it would be so active." Yang had to shout to be heard over the music.

Jaune reached for his glass as the waitress finally came back. "Didn't you say you nearly destroyed this place before?"

Yang attempted to hide her blush behind the action of taking a drink. Jaune pretended not to notice. "Yeah, but that's me. These guys are mostly just idiots."

He nodded his head as he looked to the side door the bouncers had taken the last couple guys through, before his eyes fell to the dance floor.

"Looks like we have a bit of down time." Jaune stood from his spot, finishing his now favourite drink, and holding out his hand. "Wanna dance?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Yang smirked and stood, taking his hand as they made their way to the dance floor. "Lets see some of those moves, lover boy!"

Jaune smirked, hoping that his cheeks were not too red. Yang's were, but he wasn;t sure if that was the alcohol, fighting, or some kind of embarrassment. He did his best to figure it out but his mind wasn't really operating at full speed. Then again, that was kinda the point of alcohol, wasn't it?

He wasn't sure how long they spent on the dance floor, they had been called off only a couple times to deal with rowdy customers before meeting back up in the middle. Eventually however, it became too crowded and they decided to take a break.

He wasn't sure when it happened but one moment they were sitting down next to each other, and the next she was on top of him. He couldn't really complain, in part because her mouth was locked with his and to do so would force her away, but also because he was enjoying it too much.

Through his hazy vision and clouded mind Yang was… normal. He thought that might have sounded rude if said out loud, but to him it made perfect sense. While the world around them became a mesh of noise and blurry light, Yang was clear as ever. Her hair was a little ruffled, her clothes creased, and her tongue was definitely more aggressive than it usually was.

He didn't complain though, especially about that last part. She was beautiful and he drew her closer as things started to get a little more grabby.

There was a cough to their side, one that he desperately tried to ignore. Then another and Yang growled, pulling away.

"What!?"

The waitress who had been serving them all night looked nervous and tried to hide behind the tray she kept clung to her chest. "There's been a disturbance by the bar, Junior sent me to get you two."

Yang sighed and slid off him, slowly standing and turning to the bar. Jaune made to follow her, insearch of whoever had interrupted them, only stopping to finish off the drink that the waitress had brought them.

Jaune hadn't really been taking pleasure in their new role up to this point, instead his focus had been more on the exhaustion and act of fighting itself than the person he was fighting. He made an exception this time.

Somebody was definitely going to pay for the fact that they had interrupted Yang and him. He would make them pay… or, he would at least try to beat Yang to it.


Authors Note: A year old! Thats... not nearly as impressive as it sounded in my head... oh well, I'll drink to it. As far as this chapter goes... eh, I've done better but I've done worse. I think its a fairly ok chapter, though I wont lie its mostly fluff and filler, but its useful fluff and filler!

I do wanna say it now, there is an actual plot and story planned if you couldn't tell. All shall be told in time but I just wanna give warning now that PLOT will happen. Dont hate me for it... please?

As always I hoped yall enjoyed and I encourage you to review, really helps me out. Even if its gust a "Hey, I like it." or a "Hey, I hate it." Either one help... if you wanna expand on that great! if not, also great!

Sincerely SE