Howdy do guys!

So update on my life so far: Hurricane Harvey is a punk bitch
lmfao, thankfully though, my power only died once and my streets flooded
just twice so overall, we're just suffering from extreme rains at the moment
can't leave my house for anything at all though, but I barely leave my house
unless it's for work or whatever lol

Anyway! The song for this chapter is Escápate Conmigo by Wisin feat. Ozuna

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY

Chapter 19: Escápate Conmigo (Spartan Honey)

"That's it?"

Blake raised a brow. "Uhm, yeah. Why?"

"The stipulations are suspiciously fair." Pyrrha responded. Jaune could be heard moaning and groaning as Blake continued to grind her round ass against his groin. "I thought that you'd snatch him away and have him almost all to yourself."

"Now, now, Pyrrha." Blake smirked. "I'm not going to hog the greatest man in the world from my friends. Who am I to do such a thing to women who love him so much?"

"Don't you think this is weird?" Pyr looked down to her feet. "It's so…"

"New?" Blake finished. "That's how all new experiences feel, Pyrrha. Soon, you'll go on dates with him and if I play my cards right, you and I might go and have a few dates of our own."

Pyrrha's face was once again as red as her flaming hair. She blushed fiercely, her green eyes shutting tight. "B-Blake~!"

"You know that would be great." She stuck her tongue out. "A polyamorous relationship is a real kind of thing, y'know."

"In one of your books, it is." The spartan smirked. "Too bad, this life is real life. A lot of people aren't going to like this at all."

"Well who gives a damn about what they think." The Faunus smiled. "No reason worrying about what people feel about your relationships. I say, if there's someone out there that'll make you happy, go and take them."

"Jaune." Pyrrha looked past Blake and saw his crimson face. "How do you feel about all of this?"

He was silent for a few moments. His sapphire eyes were locked in thought, staring at Blake's back and at Pyrrha's face. For once, the boy didn't really know an answer to a question. It was as simple as saying hell yeah, I think this is awesome! or fuck yes, I get to have more than one girl to love because it's too hard to make a decision!

Weighing his options, he chose to answer truthfully. "I've been through a lot of shit. My past kind of defines who I am currently. I saw things I'd never wish on anyone – maybe save for Salem and her bitch Cinder. But I won't give some stupid spiel of love works in mysterious ways garbage. I see you, my love for you reignites. I see Yang, my heart races at speeds I can't explain. I see Blake – the first relationship I've made in this new timeline and I feel as in love as I am with you and Yang."

"It sounds like I'm some ladies' man, player sack of garbage…but I swear I'm not." He nodded his head. "Like I said; you and Yang deserve someone who will love you and only you. Honestly, I don't see the hype about me. I'm a decent guy, decent looking, a pretty good fighter without tooting my own horn and I guess being a prince and future King isn't a bad trait…but I'm certain there're plenty of guys out there like me! I mean look at Ren!"

Pyrrha and Blake giggled, hiding their laughs behind their hands. "I'm certain Ren and Nora are already married."

He accepted that answer. "Fair enough. But Pyrrha…I feel…surprised about all of this. In the past, I never once thought of something like this. My heart belonged to two people in my entire life – you and Yang. I would have never once thought of something like this to happen. It's just…a little…overwhelming?"

"That's good." Pyrrha looked relieved. "I'm glad that you aren't jumping around, cheering to have two girlfriends."

"Even if I wanted to, there's a cat on my lap." Jaune laughed. "A little difficult."

"Are you calling me heavy?!" Blake turned to face him, her brows furrowed.

"N-No…" He leaned into his seat, sinking into the cushions. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her against his body. Just like his own face a few minutes ago, her cheeks burned up crimson at the contact in front of their friend and her girlfriend? Pyrrha watched with a small smile on her face, finding the entire interaction adorable.

The way Jaune handled her, his hands resting against her hips and on her abdomen, made her cheeks warm. Blake moaned when he placed a few kisses on her neck, drawing a gasp from the redhead in front of them. It was caressing and caring without being lustful or pushy. In fact, if Pyrrha was a betting woman, she was certain the more he did it, the more Blake wanted it.

Subconsciously, she licked her lips in anticipation. As their movements continued and the caressing hands held her with a loving touch, her thoughts stopped. "Jaune, Blake."

The two stopped immediately and faced her. Brows raised at her tone. "What's up, Pyrrha?"

"When did the two of you do an aura transfer?"

Jaune and Blake shared a look. "Uhm…we didn't."

"But I thought you said you get semblances through aura transfers." Pyrrha was surprised.

"Yeah…" Jaune chuckled, sighing into Blake's shoulder. "I, uh, have a theory about that."

"We think he gets semblances through sex too."

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"You two already had sex?!" Pyrrha practically screeched, holding her hands against her face. "Y-You…you sneaky cat!"

"If you were in the position we were in, I'm absolutely certain you wouldn't be able to control yourself either." Blake shot back with a victorious smirk.

Pyrrha gasped, gulping with cheeks burning. The thought of him doing that with her, made her heart speed at ridiculous levels. She clutched her hands together, green eyes landing at the table and upon the couple in front of her. Never had she thought Blake the quiet intellectual would be this open about sex. She herself, had been more of a traditionalist, raised under the spotlight with an image to uphold. To think she'd considered sharing the man she's been crushing on for over two months with that very same girl, made her mind and world spin.

But that begged the question. "Jaune…can you leave Blake and I alone for a little bit? I promise it won't be too long."

Blake nodded and rose off his lap, letting him reposition himself. He rose quickly, stretching slightly and walked over to glass doors of the room. Sliding them open, he shut them just as quick and rested calmly against the balcony railings. Once he was surely out of earshot, Pyrrha leaned in, her face as hot as fire and crimson red.

"So…"

"So…"

"You two…"

"Yup."

"How many times?"

"E-Excuse me?" Blake's brow raised with a surprised smirk. "Is our dear Invincible Girl a closet pervert?"

"N-NO!" She brought her hands to her face once again, trying to ease the burning fire on her cheeks. "I-I was just c-curious!"

"Well…" the Faunus adopted a thinking pose. "I lost count the first night."

Pyrrha was certain she was going to faint. "How was it?"

"The best three days of my life." She smiled, eyes burning with lust.

"T-Three days…" The Spartan's voice trailed. "H-How…"

"What was that?" Blake leaned in.

"How…" Pyrrha was struggling to put this into words. "Howbigishe?"

"Pyr…I can't answer questions if you don't ask them properly." Blake smirked, her lips pursed.

"How. Big. Is. He." Pyrrha said through gritted teeth and shut eyes. Her hands gripped at her sash, trying to hide her shaking breath.

"Hmmm…" Blake pondered. Pyrrha watched the blush slowly crawl across her face as her mind began to churn her answer. "You'll be surprised. He's –"

Jaune stared off into the distance, enamored by the megalopolis. The skyscrapers and the wonderful monuments erected could be seen in the bright morning sun. Tall towers peered into the air, actually getting in the way of airships and their flight paths. Further out, towards Vale's residential districts, Signal, the beginner's combat school for Valeans was seen, its lone tower rising to kiss the clouds. In the center of the city, its massive, crystal blue river flowed carefree, with ships and transports dropping supplies and trade goods.

At the end of the river, airships and Bullheads, as small as they may seem, were flying in and out of Beacon Cliff. The grand Hunter Academy stood, glimmering in the morning beauty, almost like a torch, using the rising sun in the east as its fire. Beacon tower glowed marvelously, the god rays peering past the peaks and points, illuminating the city below, the lights reflecting off the crystal waters. The morning traffic had already begun, with cars and trucks gathering at feeder lanes and the highways themselves. There were thousands of vehicles fighting, pushing and overtaking one another for spots.

Seagulls could be seen flying in spirals, dipping into the waters of the bay, no longer smoking like a warzone. Pedestrians below were walking in huge groups, all of every walk of life. Faunus and humans, refugee and citizen walked together, completely unknowing of the danger he'd saved them from the night before. Levies hovered around the Valean Projects, their repulsor engines blowing dust off low building rooftops as they passed by. Despite everything they'd done the night before – Ozpin was right; he had done good.

A small smile found its way to his face. "It's beautiful."

"I agree." A gruff voice appeared beside him. "I may be you, but this place…it never ceases to amaze me."

"What's your opinion of this hot mess?" Jaune asked the older version of himself.

The man's red cape and hood flowed in the winds that picked up. "Which hot mess? Salem or the fact you've managed to start a polyamorous harem?"

"I'd say both." Jaune and his older self laughed.

"Hmm." The older Jaune sighed to himself. "Salem has made her move too quickly. The fact this team RRGE managed to distract us from the real objective, they kidnapped both Roman Torchwick and Adam Taurus. Both in our timeline were essential to the fall of both Beacon and Haven, respectively."

"What about that Reggie Teale and the rest of her gods-awful team? Didn't they seem a little…y'know…" Jaune shrugged. "Weird?"

"Weird is putting it lightly." Older Jaune frowned. "They had aura but they looked as dead as Salem."

"So, it wasn't just me." Jaune took a deep breath and leaned back, hands and fingers wrapped tightly around the railing. "They had strong aura – the hunchback, more so, had massive aura reserves. The largest I've ever sensed."

"But size doesn't equate to skill." Older Jaune reminded. "His aura may be gigantic but if he doesn't know how to wield it properly, he's wasting a lot of untapped potential."

"I'm pretty fricken sure he knows how to wield it properly." Jaune chided. "He tossed me and my sisters around like play things. That armor deflected practically everything I had to throw at him. Think is aura infused?"

"Possibly." Older Jaune shrugged. "Or it's an ancient design."

"Ancient?" Jaune faced his older self with a raised brow. "What do you mean?"

"It means what I said." He shook his head. "There were forging techniques lost to time and war. I thought you'd remember this – after all, you are me and I am you."

"R-Right." Jaune laughed to himself. "Ancient forging techniques that didn't even require aura. Dust infused or aura absorbent, even. The techniques to forge like that are being rediscovered again, albeit slowly."

"Exactly." Older Jaune smiled. "But knowing Salem…it probably won't be chalked down to forging techniques. She probably scoured the world during her many centuries of existence, searching for good material."

"A metal that's naturally aura repellant?" Jaune gave his older self a surprised look. "Does such a thing even exist?"

"Who knows."

"Welp…" Jaune sighed into the railings. "Thanks for the help."

"No problem…" The man laughed. "Well…onto the second hot mess. A harem. Really?"

"Hey!" Jaune turned to his older reflection. "Don't get prissy with me."

"Not even I had the balls to do something like this." Older Jaune raised a brow. "And remember, I was a pretty handsome guy – all the women wanted me."

"Well what did you expect me to do?" Jaune glared at himself. "My heart is still for them – Blake just happened to sneak her way in."

"It sounds like you're trying too hard to convince yourself." Older Jaune laughed.

"Well I am talking to myself." Jaune bit back.

"Then riddle me this." The older man smirked. "Do you love Pyrrha?"

"Yes." He responded indignantly.

"Do you love Yang?"

"Fuck yes."

"Do you love Blake?"

"Without a doubt."

"Would you be willing to lay your life on the line for any of them? Even if it meant giving up your goals and dreams of becoming King?" Older Jaune crossed his arms over his chest.

Jaune looked at his older past, frowning. His head trailed down. "Why are you asking this?"

"I don't mean to sound so harsh, but the more you love, the more weaknesses you present for your enemies." He spoke with words as heavy as a ton of iron. "Having a harem is something fools do. Convincing yourself that you can love many with the same amount as if they were one is a foolish endeavor that will only end in stressful death. Seriously – I could barely handle just Yang."

"Well, I'm not you anymore." Jaune hissed. "I came back to the past to fix things – I am burdened by your mistakes, but I will not be held back by them. I am burdened to fix the mistakes, and fix them I will. I love Yang, Pyrrha and Blake with every inch of my soul and heart. I will not give up my titles and dreams and goals because I will find a way to make it work. How's that for an answer?"

The older Jaune seemed convinced and nodded his head. "Good enough for me. Now get back into the room, Pyrrha and Blake, I fear are planning to pounce on you."

Jaune's face paled. "Any advice on how to proceed on that front?"

"Dude." Older Jaune laughed. "Yang is the only one I would even have a sliver of a chance helping you with – even though you already know what to say. Pyrrha and Blake are new. Just…don't give in when they're together or any of them are together – they'll eat you, us, alive. Until you find and kill Cinder Fall, I'd rather you still be alive."

"Fair enough." Jaune nodded his head. "Time to get this on."

Yang drank her Strawberry Sunrise in silence. The students gathered were talking amongst themselves and taking the information Rosemary had given them. Others sat in silence, like his sisters, Doré and Clair and like Ruby. Weiss, Coco, and pretty much everyone else was debating on what to do next, some light arguing here and there, but there was nothing that could devolve the group of friends and comrades to start fist fighting like idiots, much to Rosemary's relief and Carolina's nerves.

Yang herself, sat on Ruby's boat for once. Her mind was spinning and doing flips and twists trying to fathom just what exactly her favorite knight had been through and suffered just to get to this point. Her mind was having trouble trying to understand his reasons of hiding everything from his closest friends. As far as she could tell, Blake only found out because of necessity. It wasn't a part of the plan to bring her along so early, so having her know everything just made things easier in the long run for him. He did it to save his own skin.

Tch. Really, Yang?

She hissed to herself, sipping at her light-alcoholic drink and frowned. Jaune wasn't the kind of guy to risk someone's life and future just to save his own skin. If anything, he'd risk his own skin for someone else's future. He was just that kind of person, stupid, selfless and honorable to a fault. Blake just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, Yang came to the final conclusion, aligning with Blake's own retelling of the story in the elevator. Her presence with Jaune that day was just an unlucky coincidence. He did it to save her rather than himself the trouble.

Rather pleased with her new conclusion she took another sip of her drink. Her leg crossed over the other, watching the other students come to their own conclusions. Unlike her though; they voiced it happily and made sure everyone else heard it. Rosemary would jump in with the proper explanation; probably rehearsed until it became a broken record. Jaune would never hide anything from his own sister who was invited to the headquarters by her old friend, Carolina, who just so happened to know the truth. She must have gotten the textbook truth and details, easy and simplified with all the important facts and historical marks to make explanations run smoother.

A scowl found its way to Yang's face as she made a move to take another sip. Her Strawberry Sunrise was empty again. Pushing the glass away, it clinked against four other empty glasses that were once filled with that red and sweet drink. The umbrellas she preferred dangled against the rim of the glasses. The straws used and bitten like gum, the remains of ice and strawberry leaves had gathered at the bottom of each glass, showing Yang just how anxious she was. Through the glasses, Yang could see Ruby talking with Russel about something – both seemed as anxious as she did about the whole ordeal.

Across the room, Cardin was leaning against a wall, while Velvet sat at a chair looking out towards the City of Vale, trying their hardest to ignore the debates in the center of the room and watch the rising sun. The two stuck together for most of the night, fighting side by side, despite his training wounds that had just barely healed. A smirk formed on her face despite the swirling tides of emotion in her heart and mind. He changed for the better, so much so, it was a refreshing change. He watched over Velvet and Velvet watched over him. It was, daresay, romantic.

They whispered to one another, causing one or the other to giggle or chuckle. They were in their own little world, apart from the dark, bloody and honestly, messed up one everyone was finding different ways to cope with. While she was never one to be called introspective, she had her moments where introspection was exactly what she needed. Silence was sometimes something she craved, to get even just one or two seconds to think. Right now, some silence would be a godsend. Their voices gathered together into one that had different pitches and tones all at once. It would only be a few minutes before she lost her mind.

"Hello, sir." A gruff voice sounded beside her.

Yang looked up, her lilac eyes meeting Junior's black. "Sup, Junior."

"You want another Strawberry Sunrise?" Junior asked. "You've had quite a bit."

"Yeah…" She coughed, looking at the group of glasses gathered beside her. "Some water would be nice. Oh, maybe even tea."

"Black? Oolong? Green? Herbal?" The man gave her a look.

Yang thought for a moment before coming to an answer. "Do you have Matcha Green tea?"

"Matcha Green tea coming right up." The man disappeared once again.

Maybe I shouldn't have made him so scared. Yang smirked to herself. But damn, being called sir and seeing the terror in their faces is so satisfying. Kinda makes me proud of all the strength training and semblance training I've done. Her eyes trailed over to the door where Blake, Pyrrha and Jaune had disappeared to. They've been in there for a long while. I wonder what they're doing, or worse yet, what they're talking about. If it's taking this long, I can only imagine what kind of incredible adventures he's gotten himself in with Pyrrha…

That thought alone made her heart drop a little. Yang bit her lip, crossing her arms over her buxom chest and sighed. Her lilac eyes reflecting the slight sadness she held in her heart over the idea that someone else had his heart. She could only imagine the look on Pyrrha's face when he lets her down. Yang wasn't dumb; she saw how close Blake and Jaune were. There was no way they weren't dating now – now that really hurt. Blake saw how she looked at Jaune, she knew first-hand how she craved him and wanted him. But the thought that her own partner and daresay, best friend, would jump and claim him herself just because she knew the truth hurt more than anything.

She didn't want to believe that Blake would do this but the evidence was all there. Pyrrha's heart was definitely going to be shattered. Thankfully, Weiss used glyphs to silence and lock the door shut so that no one can interrupt or hear what happened within the room. Given the evidence, Yang was certain the spartan was crying in that room, probably on the verge of throwing up. If there was anyone that would get in her way of claiming the knight's heart – it was definitely Pyrrha.

She saw Jaune every day – shit, they slept in the same room. She was his partner and they did practically everything together. Study, train, watch movies – and that's just when they're by themselves. Jaune travels into Vale a lot with his team. That meant he was almost always with Pyrrha while Yang had to time herself right and get him when he was absolutely free and not hogged by Pyrrha or Blake for reading, training or studying.

Her fists clenched at the thoughts. Hissing to herself, she leaned into her seat cushion, eyes shut and frustration boiling in her stomach. She wanted to get up and march into the room and get it over with. She wanted to know her future and how she dies probably and lives alone. She wanted to know whether or not she'd get her dream of fighting Grimm or finding her mother. Yang wanted to know whether or not she'd be heartbroken by the one guy she knew she wanted. There were so many issues on her mind, and she didn't know which should be a priority to know first.

"Your Matcha Green Tea." Junior smiled and placed the tea cup and saucer beside her. "You look anxious, blondie."

"I liked it better when you called me sir." Yang smirked, taking a sip of the calming drink. "And yeah…I am. Any idea what they're talking about in there?"

"I have a good idea." Junior nodded his head, pulling up a seat. "Jaune, the King, has seen some shit in his past. He's done a lot of things and fallen in love only once during all that time. He's fought for the Four Kingdoms despite some of them actually denying him access to their territory. He's actually died for the people of Remnant."

"This is the same speech we got from Rosemary." Yang frowned. "Here I was thinking you'd say something no one else knew."

"It's because it's not my place to tell, Yang." Junior nodded his head.

Suddenly, the door behind them opened, revealing a red-faced Pyrrha and Blake smiling victoriously. The room was silent with every student staring at them with wide eyes. To most, it would seem like Pyrrha was let down and she had just finished crying but Yang knew better. Those were sweat stains across her face and the tears were definitely from laughing. The way Pyrrha's cheeks blushed – it was from embarrassment and something else. The corners of her lips quirked as her green eyes met Blake's amber and broke away.

Yang tilted her head. What the hell happened in there?

"Yang." Blake called her. "C'mon. Jaune and I want to talk to you."

Yang collapsed into her seat to find a red-faced Jaune, trying to hide his face by his hair. Blake waltzed over and sat beside him with a leg crossed over the other. Her head tilted slightly, her cat ears bending slightly. The smile she had only grew when she saw her own blush growing behind her golden hair. Yang watched the cat lean into Jaune, whispering into his ear, making his face even more red. He nearly coughed at whatever it was that she whispered and actually bent his head lower.

Yang saw this and raised a brow. It seems her suspicions were true. "Tell me…are you two together-together?"

"Yang." Jaune looked up, sapphire eyes meeting her lilac.

"We are." Blake answered.

Yang took a deep breath, shutting her eyes. Slowly, she slapped her hands against the same arm rests Pyrrha had just recently leaned against and began to rise from her seat. She was biting her lip and shivering in her clothing.

"Yang, sit down." Blake said once again.

At that, her eyes split open, crimson as blood with tears at the corner of her eyes. "Why?!"

"Why what?" Blake asked with a glare.

"Why would you take him?! You knew how Pyrrha and I felt!" She roared. "Gods, Blake. I thought…I thought I could trust you by telling you –!"

Much to her surprise, she was shut silent. Yang's eyes were wide with surprise and honest terror. But after a while, she eased and relaxed. Hands loosened against her shoulders and arms, the grip no longer holding her as if trying to anchor her to the realm of reality. It was then that she realized lips had pressed against hers, not lust driven but passionate. She could feel it from just the contact and his tongue hadn't even drawn against her lips. In her mind, she was fainting and doing backflips at the same time. She didn't know what to do and simply let him continue.

Jaune on the other hand, couldn't believe what he'd just done. He was definitely gutsy this time around and sure had massive balls compared to himself of the past around this age. But this was beyond being ballsy and confident – this was Yang Xiao-Long for gods' sake. Despite her confirming that she wanted him as bad as he thought she did, she was distressed and when people are distressed they do things that they normally wouldn't do – or rather, they'd do things they'd do that comes natural. In Yang's case, she punches shit. In Jaune's case, he'd be the one getting punched.

But those thoughts were broken when she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her eyes closed and she'd begun to tilt her heard into the kiss. No tongues, just lips. A cough though, broke the pair away from one another. Their faces flushed and Jaune hobbled to his seat, taking in the image of Blake's knowing smile and Yang's crimson cheeks. No words were shared as the two blondes took their seats, opposite from one another.

"Jaune…" She was silenced when he brought up his hand.

"Yang." He was timid and took a deep breath. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that to you again…to kiss you, to hold you."

Yang's eyes widened when she saw the pain in his eyes. It was a reminiscent kind of pain. "What do you mean?"

He smiled to himself, but the smile dropped half-way. "Yang, do you know how I have your semblance?"

She gave him a shake of her head. "I'm deciding whether or not I want to know. Is it bad?"

"Yeah…" His answer was quiet, but she heard it well enough. He looked to see her eyes had already begun to water, staring at him. "I guess I should start from the beginning…"

"During the Vytal Festival, Beacon is invaded." Jaune spoke to the floor, his hair hanging to cover his face. "Cinder Fall, the woman I am after, the reason I created this army, leads a team to infiltrate the school and pretty much sabotages the Vytal Festival Tournaments. You were her first target. You destroyed your reputation on live international footage by attacking another opponent who'd surrendered. Now I know you're asking why you'd do such a thing, well his teammate had an illusion semblance that she used on you."

"Now when Cinder Fall began her invasion, she also cause Pyrrha to kill Penny during the tournament. I won't say how but it wasn't pretty." Jaune continued, taking Yang's wide eyes as confirmation. "That alone caused all the people watching to grow disgusted and that disgust drew hundreds of thousands if not millions of Grimm to Vale from the Emerald Forest and beyond. Along with the Grimm though, the White Fang under the leadership of Adam Taurus had joined in the invasion, releasing troops and Grimm into the school."

"Those sitting in the stands who could fight, fought back against the Grimm invading the city to protect civilians. Blake ran off to help people evacuate Beacon's grounds with Weiss and you went off to find her and help her. That's when everything went downhill."

"Downhill?" Yang's voice was shaky.

Jaune reached forward, his hand taking her right hand into his left, the fingers lining against each other and slowly interlocking. His eyes looked at her arm as if he were in a trance. "Adam Taurus, the red-headed bull Faunus, injured Blake and you charged at him without thinking. You left yourself open for his attack and he ended up removing your right arm at the elbow."

His last words slowly trailed off, his eyes firmly locked with her arm, fingers tightly locking with her own. "Beacon fell, Yang. It fell hard. Ozpin died…Pyrrha died. You'd lost an arm. Blake ran and Weiss was practically kidnapped by her father. Ruby was practically unscathed and left perfectly fine by all intents and purposes. Yang. You suffered for a long while, because of your wound."

Without thinking, his hand rose up, cupping her cheeks. Her eyes stared into his own, hoping to find the fault. But there wasn't one. Closing his own and taking a deep breath, he sighed. "Ruby decided she was going to go to Haven to find Cinder Fall, the woman who killed Pyrrha and Ozpin and by extent, responsible for your trauma. I couldn't let her go alone, and Ren and Nora had no family except for me, so we had our own bone to pick with Cinder. We became team RNJR."

"RNJR?" Yang asked with a small smile, sniffling slightly. "Cute."

"It wouldn't be cute if they listened and agreed with Nora and call it JNRR." Jaune smirked.

"But…JNRR isn't a color." Yang looked confused, but smiled anyway.

"Shush, Ren." Jaune chuckled. "Anyway…Cinder Fall's master, Salem is my real enemy. Salem is the one who commanded everything from the shadows thus far. Those freak-shows, team RRGE came from her. While they're clearly not in her inner circle, they are close enough to be sent by her."

"Salem?" Yang frowned.

"She's as pale skinned as the members of RRGE with the same dark markings. Except her eyes are blood red and her hair is as white as her skin. She holds power indescribable and she is a master manipulator. She played Ozpin and his circle. Worse yet, she played me and I fell for her tricks. Anyway…I'm getting sidetracked."

"RNJR went on some crazy adventures fighting in Sanus just to get to the coast to get to Anima." Jaune laughed a little. "We fought Nevermore, Beowolves and even Beringel that somehow got to Sanus. But that wasn't the end of our crazy adventure. We traveled across Anima doing odd-jobs for villages along the way and attended Pyrrha's funeral. We fought one of Salem's lieutenants and just barely beat him thanks to your uncle Qrow."

"Uncle Qrow?" Yang's eyes were wide.

"Yup." Jaune nodded. "He was injured and poisoned fighting alongside us but we were lucky to kill a Greater Grimm and were saved by Mistrali airships. Now I'm going to skim over a lot of details, and I mean a lot. Like almost four months' worth of information. Now, it was just past my birthday. I was eighteen, Ruby had also turned sixteen. Ren and Nora were nearing eighteen as well. We had journeyed around the school grounds and met a boy named Oscar who had Ozpin's soul attached to him. Over time, JNPR was slowly reforming with Oscar Pine taking Pyrrha's place as a substitution."

"Then, I still the remember that day, it's one of my favorite memories, I dream of it sometimes." Jaune added with a small blush. "You arrived on the back of Bumblebee with a new robotic arm, courtesy of Atlas, spray painted to match Ember Celica's color scheme. You were wearing a new outfit, while it covered more, it was sexier in my opinion."

Yang blushed at his words. "You were confident and wore your aviator shades like usual. You released the kick-step for your bike and stared at us like a deer to headlights. You jumped off your bike and charged for us, embracing Ruby, Nora and Ren into hugs."

"But what about you?" Yang asked.

"You slapped me and grabbed me and put a kiss on my cheek." Jaune responded sheepishly. "Blake…can you wait on the balcony for a bit? I want to talk to Yang about the personal things that happened in the past. Just like with Pyrrha. I'll let you know when we're done."

Blake nodded her head in understanding and walked along, her Bellabooty bouncing just enough to catch Yang's attention as it did with Pyrrha. Turning her head to face Jaune, he was already tearing up again, much like how she herself was just a few minutes prior. Now, instead of happiness and joy, with a bit of nostalgia and hints of pain – he was now completely made of pain. His eyes looked like they were on fire and the tears were massive beads, threatening to fall any second.

She didn't know what to do and reached forward, grabbing him close. She felt him shudder as she moved his head into her bosom. The tears were cold against her bared cleavage but she didn't mind it. He didn't make a move to kiss her chest, now did he move to grab them. He simply broke down and began to cry. He sniffled and started to pull away. The tears had left massive streaks across his pale face. Soon enough, Yang's own tears began to fall.

"I love you too, Yang." He whispered. "I don't know how strong your attraction is for me, but know that I love you too. I've loved you for so long, it hurts."

"What happened between us…?" Yang's voice was soft.

"We were in love." He smiled wistfully, sapphire eyes glimmering with more tears. "When Pyrrha died, I was lost. I had no one to train me, watch my ass if I fucked up. She was my first love and I was hers and I let her down. She died when I could have stopped her from charging up the CCT to face Cinder Fall. I could have done something, but I didn't. I was so weak and afraid, I suffered after she died. I tried to hide it but I could only bottle my emotions for so long."

"You arrived at Mistral a few months after RNJR did." Jaune sniffled. "You looked so beautiful; your golden blonde hair almost had an ethereal glow that day. It was as if you had died and came back an angel of death. As far as you knew, we had a rough ride to Mistral. Ruby wasn't able to send messages quickly since the CCT in Vale was down. Her letters were definitely not reaching you guys in Patch quick enough."

"You hugged Ren and Nora, giving them sympathies and small nods of support while you grabbed Ruby for a bear hug and chastised her for her recklessness travelling the world on her own with other non-professional huntsmen. Then you turned your attention to me. I looked significantly different from the last time you saw me. I no longer wore cheap looking space-boots and I looked more suited for battle. I'd also put on almost thirty pounds of muscle. So you did what any older sister would do. You ran up to me and slapped me."

"You yelled at me for being so stupid for letting Ruby go off to a different continent." Jaune chuckled with a shaking breath. Yang followed with a giggle, feeling tears fall from the corners of her eyes. "You yelled at Ruby for convincing me to do it. You slapped me again but before you could slap me again, you grabbed me close and kissed my cheek and thanked me for taking care of Ruby. With that, you hugged me as well and gave me your deepest sympathies, knowing what happened to Pyrrha…and how she felt about me."

"About a month later, Weiss arrived and team RWBY was almost reunited." Jaune rubbed the back of his head while the other hand subconsciously rubbed his left cheek. "Weiss yelled at Ruby like you did and then turned her attention to me, pretty much giving me the same treatment you gave me, even the kiss on the cheek. And she tolerated me in my timeline."

"But of course, the celebrations and reunions couldn't last." Jaune frowned. "The White Fang attacked with Adam Taurus at the forefront of the assault, preparing to take Mistral and Haven in a similar manner he did with Vale and Beacon. What you saw at the docks last night was just a taste of what they fielded during the siege of Mistral. They had cannons, bombs and aircraft. We were the first line of defense and the last. So I sent messages to every corner of the world, calling people I know to come to fight with us against the White Fang. CRDL was the first team to answer the call. Then little by little, when news spread over time, more teams flocked to Haven and Mistral to help in the defense against White Fang and hordes of Grimm."

"On the third day of the siege, Blake arrived, with an army of Faunus from Menagerie. Her father, mother and Sun were beside her, fighting to turn the tide of the battle. Turn the tide they did. The White Fang were defeated and they had to lift their siege for just a day before returning tenfold. And with that, team RWBY was reunited with what was left of JNPR helping where we could."

"On the fifth day of the siege, Adam Taurus and his best killers and fighters snuck into the city full intent on killing me and Blake." Jaune continued. "Little did he know, you would be with her this time around. You and Blake fought almost twenty well-trained, veteran terrorists that have killed children like the both of you ten times over. You both fought well but Adam had you two outnumbered. He was about to kill you until I stepped in."

"To give you some backstory, I was one of the shittiest fighters Beacon had ever had the honor of training." Jaune laughed heartily. "I was so bad, no combat school would accept me. Signal, Shadow, Sanctum? All of them denied me education because of my dismal coordination and skill. Despite my sisters having successfully been students of some of those schools. So, I snuck my way into Beacon with forged transcripts and relied almost entirely on Pyrrha to train me on the side of classes."

"Wow." Yang bellowed a laugh. "I guess you can say…Pyrrha was your Beacon to success. You sure, forged yourself a good future as a huntsman."

"Yang, I'm from the future." Jaune glared. "I know your deepest and darkest secrets."

The blonde paled. "And how would you know that?"

"Because you told me." Jaune simply smiled.

"W-Why would I ever tell you that?"

"Because we were almost married."

"We were almost…married?" Yang asked with her cheeks slowly igniting.

Jaune rolled his eyes, and sniffled for a moment before leaning forward. He placed a quick kiss on her forehead, bringing a burning blush to her cheeks. "Let me finish, will you?"

All she could do was nod. With a sigh, he continued. "So, the last time you saw me was the Fall of Beacon. I was weak and didn't know how to fight. I bet you can imagine your surprise at me being able to hold my own during a battle that lasted several days, leading soldiers and other teams in the defense of a city I knew almost nothing of. Now, I was a decent fighter by this point. I'd faced an ancient Greater Grimm; several hundreds of other Grimm and survived one siege before. But never have I faced a man like Adam Taurus aside from that one time with Salem's lieutenant – but I don't count that one. Your uncle fought him the longest."

"Anyway…" He took another deep breath. "He and I fought. I killed his best killers and fighters and I ended up getting slashed across the face by his sword when I cut off his hand. Your PTSD relapsed during your fight with Adam, that's why he almost killed you. So, yeah. My face was carved up, he was missing a hand and screaming. The only thought going through my head at that time was me telling myself that I won't lose another friend; not after Pyrrha."

"So, I beheaded him." Jaune finished. "I cut off his head and the rest of his army went running with their figurative and literal tails between their legs. They disappeared for a few months before returning to pick and prod at our defenses. Meanwhile, you thanked me for saving your life by making out with me after the battle. It wasn't long before we started getting to know each other better and then started dating, despite the White Fang and the Grimm horde beating at the walls of Mistral."

"We fought side-by-side for almost three years after this point." Jaune kissed the back of her right hand. "We dated, kissed…fucked. And by the third year after Beacon Fell, I proposed to you, knowing that after Anima was destroyed, there was no guarantee of life. So, we were planning on tying the knot as quickly as possible."

"We slept together…a lot?" Yang, for once looked meek. "And Anima was destroyed?!"

"A lot of people died when the continent was sunk under the ocean." Jaune couldn't meet her eyes. "Blake saved my life and sacrificed herself to get me into a Bullhead when the oceans rushed in."

"W-Who…w-what could do such a thing?" Yang felt sick to her stomach.

"Salem." Jaune glared. "She used relics that held great and immense power to destroy the continent. Blake, her family and even Sun died when the oceans came. We ended up escaping to Solitas and took refuge in Atlas."

"A-Anyway…" He struggled to find a good starting point. "While in Atlas, you and I grew close. Closer than I've ever been with Pyrrha or any woman. To you, you told me that I was the greatest man in your life and that you loved me more than anything. But then, Salem happened…"

The girl gasped, holding back the tears that had formed again in her eyes. "No…"

"You were killed in a White Fang carpet bombing." Jaune whimpered. "I pushed rubble out of the way for almost twenty-four h-hours…you lost y-your l-lower half…I t-tried to heal y-you…but n-nothing would w-work. I…"

He stated crying once again. His teeth were barred this time, showing he was not only ripping with despair but he was angry. "You died in my arms Yang…the last words you said were I love you and with that, you gave the last of your aura to me, unlocking my semblance."

Yang's tears were streaming now, seeing the man in front of her slowly breaking down. She was the reason he had such an amazing semblance. She was his happiness and his world in the past. She was the one to comfort him at his lowest and in the end, he lost her too. It was so tragic, it almost sounded like a playwright's dream.

"Yang. In the list of all the semblances I've been given and received…yours was the first." Jaune smiled, with tears still falling. "You were the one who pushed me forward to become the person I am today. It was your semblance that saved me from certain death so many times, I can't even describe. You saved me on my last day in the future before waking up here. Yang when I first saw you in front of Junior's Club, back when it was one…you were as beautiful as the last time I saw you…you looked like a fiery goddess, hell bent on a mission…and I almost kissed you right then and there…It's been months since we've met and my love for you only grows and I've been bottling this all up for so long I don't think…"

Yang grabbed him, shoving her lips against his. It wasn't long before her tongue brushed against his lips. She was granted quick entrance and soon enough, their tongues were battling for dominance. Her arms wrapped around his neck, while his arms slowly snaked around her waist holding her against his own while she pushed him to the couch. She didn't want to end the kiss, she sure as hell didn't want to leave him be but the incessant fake coughs were beginning to get on her nerves. Looking up with a glare, the furrowed brows and scowl were quickly replaced with surprised looks and a gaping mouth.

"Blake?" Pyrrha said with an attempt at a seductive tone. "I think Yang is getting ahead of herself."

The girl nodded her head, cat ears bending in agreement. "Yang…I think you need to have a chat with Pyrrha and I. Jaune, honey? Can you go to the balcony and wait while we catch our dear firecracker up to speed?"

"Yes, honey." Pyrrha smiled sweetly, receiving a nod from Jaune. "Thank you."

The boy wiped his face, trying to calm his raging hot face. "Don't…do anything insane okay?"

"Oh, we promise, love." Blake nodded without even looking at him. Once he disappeared, all eyes watching his butt, turned to face one another. "Yang."

"Blake. Pyrrha." The girl held a neutral expression, the tear stains fresh on her cheeks.

"We know how you feel." Pyrrha said. "It was almost as obvious as me."

"Then why are you here?" Yang asked with a short glare. "If you forgot, Jaune is dating Blake."

The two girls rose from their seat and sat on either side of Yang, each one taking a hand into their own. Pyrrha leaned in, resting her chin on Yang's shoulder while Blake did the same to the other side. Yang blushed feeling their breath beat against her bare neck. She didn't know how to react and just let them continue what they were doing.

"Yang." Blake whispered into her ear. "Jaune is a King. He'll need a Queen."

"Mm." Pyrrha moaned silently into Yang's other ear, sending heat through her nerves. "And some Kings…have Queens…"

"Do you get what we're saying?" Blake smirked.

For the first time in her life, Yang actually almost fainted.

So a guest reviewer asked several times if Roman was dead
To answer your question; No. He isn't. There goes the fun

Anyway: next chapter will end the Prelude to Destiny Arc
and usher in the start of the King's Rise Arc of this marvelous story

Also; Darkos is the OT3 for Pyrrha, Jaune and Blake
Spartan Honeys is my play on words to make an OT4 with Pyrrha, Jaune, Blake and Yang
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