"Yo lady-killer, knock - knock?"
She could see him groan already.
"Who's there?"
""Yang."
"Yang who?"
"Yang Mama."
Heh.
It was a saturday of the second week of school.
"Why???" Jaune whined.
They already finished their homework - only daily training was left on the schedule.
And this Yang had a lot of tricks up her sleeve.
Hooking his legs,tripping him when he took her bait and groaned again. He fell like a log.
"Because this Mama wants some kickass."
"Urghh."
Now, for her reward for a job well done.
She sat on him, pinching his cheeks and sometimes trying to tickle his sides.
"No, Yang - please, I'm sensitive!"
"Aww, am I hearing little baby Jaune whiny crying~"
She loved seeing him likes this - open, honest - he wasn't putting up his goody two shoes act in front of her.
"You're heavy!" he tried, "Have you gained weight?"
She tickled him some more as punishment.
"Well duh - how am I supposed to support my Yangaliciousness otherwise?"
"By getting off me and - stop it!"
A quick noogie to his ear.
"I'll have you know, my mass index is optimum."
She had him all for herself.
Rubes was playing at her friends house, Dad was with Uncle Qrow doing their own things.
Her plan was spending the day with her bestfriend.
It's a win - win for both of them.
Oh,and there was that event.
"How did that date go? You came back pretty late." she asked him. "Did you guys do anything saucy yet? Hmm hmm?"
Mary asked her to ask him for a date last friday - something she accepted for a stack of Lien.
When he got back, seems like nothing happened - in time for dinner even.
Jaune shrugged,telling her the details.
They went to the cinema, watched The WordBook,went shopping afterwards where he got treated to a lot of stuff - clothes, shoes, a few books and - woah!
Jaune bucked her up and exchanged their positions. Sitting on top of her with his hands in position.
"Get ready for my revenge!"
"Urgh, hahaha! No! Hick - you're killing me!"
"Never!"
They laughed together.
Salem glanced at the teenage pair goofing around, taking a sip from the straw connected to a glass of cold juice while turning the next page of her new book.
It was peaceful.
She could feel the bond getting stronger, with more yellow coming in than his own. A sign of growing intimacy.
Still, there is much to be improved.
She had an idea on how to make the energy transfer more efficient.
The introduction of a mark.
It was implemented recently - so far, the first test subject - that girl who bought her books, had one on her back by yours truly.
It was a simple two crescents and and eye crossed above it. A combination of her own and his family crest.
It yielded results, good ones at the least. The energy focused itself there, where before - she had two collect it from the entire body and then absorb it.
Now, she just had to take it from the mark only. A focused energy point, genius from yours truly.
There could be other applications for it.
'Tell the bimbo about your mark. I want to see it on her.' she ordered, taking another sip.
It wasn't tested yet on a semblance unlocked human, but with a test subject so near - it would be a wast not to use it.
He asked, and the cow gave a positive response.
Jaune looked at her for more orders, she shooed him and went back to her own book - 'Behind Closed Doors.'
'Do it yourself.' she turned another page, 'It could be good practice for you.'
When she felt the pull of Aura from his body, checking the progress - she saw him form the mark on top of her right hand.
Gold, shining light. It flared for a few moments, blinding the backyard before fading to a faint outline.
'Ask her to use it.'
He did.
And what a suprise it was.
He understood the mark as a point of relay for aura transfer between bond holders.
He didn't expect this.
"Woah!" Yang exclaimed, "This is so cool!"
It worked by focusing his Aura into a spot and forming it there - an effort for him that requires focus and a chunk of his reserves.
The mark would use the holder's aura, mixing it and then sending it to him.
"I'm glowing!"
It seems that Yang used their mixed auras to coat around her body.
Thus, the glowing layer on her.
Like putting money into a machine for a drink. As long as she uses the mark - he would get her aura in exchange for a little bit of his own.
Profit.
'Interesting.' he heard Salem saying from her seat, 'You can now hide behind tits-for-miles when under attack, Jaune.'
He could. But that's pretty embarassing to think about.
"Let's test it again!" Yang exclaimed, excited, loosening her arms for another round, "Wanna see what this baby could really do!"
Jaune, in the meanwhile, readied himself for another round of getting his ass kicked.
Italics it is then.
Enjoy.
