It's been a while (a few days) since I posted my last chapter but rest assured, I have not burned out yet. I just got some ideas that I wanted to add to this and a few future chapters.

In this chapter I've got something very special for you all. It's at the middle of chapter but it won't make sense unless you read the rest.

Chapter 13. Dances, deals and chats

Team JNPR were taking the day off.
Despite wanting to get some training in Pyrrha had said no to Jaune's invitation to join him on the roof for some additional training.

"It is good that you want to improve but we all need some rest. Don't want you to wear yourself out, now do we?" she had said.

It was not really true though. Jaune could go on. It was Pyrrha who was starting to get worn out. She had found that Jaune's recovery time was beyond human but she attributed that to his large aura.

Jaune was currently helping himself to a light snack.
By 'light snack' the author refers to two meat lover's pizzas and a bucket full of chicken-wings.
He had been getting really hungry as of late and gotten some really strange cravings.

Occasionally when no one was around he would eat a nuts and bolts.
He didn't do it consciously. It was simply something that happened.

Before Jaune could finish his lunch there was a shout from RWBY's dorm.
As the two teams were the next to one another and at the very end of the corridor they tended to keep their doors open. It was a safety precaution, really.
Ever since Yang had set fire to water at the start of Beacon, requiring the intervention of JNPR to save the building, it had been decided that the doors were to be kept open for the sake of quick action. That is unless the teams wanted privacy for some reason.

"Move out, team! Be ready for anything!" said Jaune and bolted out of his chair.

Pyrrha got her weapons ready, Ren grabbed the first-aid kit and Nora had a fire extinguisher. All in a well practiced manner.
The fact that Jaune had deemed it necessary for them to become this prepared for this sort of thing was a bit depressing.

"Where is the fire? Anyone hurt? Are we under attack?"

Jaune scanned the room. There was no fire. There was no destruction or more mayhem than usual, and there didn't seem to be any hostiles.
The only thing that stood out was a monkey faunus in the window, keeping his balance with his tail.
He and RWBY were staring at the armed newcomers.

"Oh, hi Jaune, Pyrrha, Ren and Nora. Meet Sun. Sun, meet team JNPR." said Ruby stepping up as an liaison.

"Nice to meet you, I saw your food fight and have been waiting to meet you." said the faunus jumping into the room.
He had a certain swagger to him. He was confident, care-free and showed of his abs by keeping his shirt open.

"Why are you here and how did you even get here? We had our door open, we should have seen you in the corridor. " asked Jaune, sheathing his weapon.

"Oh, I have my ways." said Sun and Jaune could not help but notice the dirt and pieces of tree bark on the boys hands.

'Climbed up the tree, I should have known.'
Still, he shook Sun's hand. A bit of dirt never killed anyone.
Okay, maybe a few. But hey, statistics.

"As for why I am here, well let's just say RWBY is up to something and I want in." said Sun in a very upbeat manner.

"Word of the wise Sun, RWBY's activities are not for the faint of heart." warned Jaune.

"Oh, I know. That is why I brought Neptune with me."
Sun gestured to the window, revealing a blue haired youth.

"'sup?"

Now it was Ruby who asked the question. "Okay, how did YOU get up here?"

"Like Sun, I have MY ways." he said with a smile, showing of perfect teeth. "But seriously, though, can I come in now? We're like, really high up right now. Like dangerously high up."

After hauling Neptune in, not easy as he kept complaining at them for almost ruining his good jacket, it was time for proper introductions. Well, as proper as they could be.

"Okay, so you all know me and I know you." Sun said. "Everyone, meet Neptune. Neptune, meet Yang…"

The blonde flicked her hair. "'Sup?"

"... Ruby…"

The red little reaper gave a small wave. "Hi."

"... Blake…"

The girl looked up from her book. "Hello."

"... Nora…

The fire extinguisher slammed into the floor. "That's me."

"... Ren…

A humble bow. "Good day."

"... Pyrrha…

"Oh, hello." The champion gave a small smile.

"...And Jaune."

"Hi."

As Jaune greeted Neptune proper he flashed a smile to acknowledge that of Neptune's.
The instant Neptune saw the fangs he recoiled.
"Vampire!"

"Okay, that was uncool, Nep. Seriously, you have been around enough faunus to know better?"

"Yeah, well, last time I checked there are no faunus with teeth that long."

"Shut up and don't be a nerd."

"Tsk, tsk tsk! 'Intellectual', get it right for once, okay?"

Well, that settled it, Sun was now in Jaune's good graces while Neptune was in his bad ones.

Everyone's attention was pulled away from Neptune's accidental racism by a cough from Weiss.

"So Neptune, where are you from?"

Neptune snapped away from his quarrel with Sun and turned to the white haired girl, donning a perfect smile.
"Haven. And I don't think we have been introduced, snow angel."

"Um, I'm Weiss, Weiss Schnee."
Dust, Weiss was blushing. Weiss of all people!

"A pleasure to meet you."

Jaune bit his lip in annoyance.
Once again it was proven to him that life was not fair. He had used the same nickname for her when they met and she had scorned him! And that was before his fangs had come out! Now this blue haired bloke did the same thing and was not only getting away with it, he was getting somewhere!

Make no mistake. He had no feelings for Weiss anymore. He simply put up with her as she was Ruby's friend but come on!

Jaune restrained himself when he saw Pyrrha's face. He knew her well enough to know when she was concerned.
Though for what she was concerned about right now he didn't know.

"Jaune, is it already…?"

"Wha- no! I'm still good. Just remembered something that's all."

"Well, that's grand."

They left Team Ruby with their new guests. They were off to paint the town red and maybe demolish a building or two. At least that was how Jaune figured it would end. So far RWBY's excursions had yielded a few (no, several) thousand Lien fines for the school in property damage and hospital bills.
Why the headmaster tolerated this was a mystery.

"Um, Pyr?"

"Yes, Jaune."

"Back there, I think I was wrong. It feels like it is starting to get to me again."

She gave him a smile and patted him on the shoulder.
"That's alright. I'm here to help."

"Thanks Pyr. But I can still hold out for a few days, I think. That should be enough time to prepare, right?"

"Oh, it certainly will."

He gave his partner a smile. She really would help him out with it. Words were not enough to describe how much that meant for him.
"Thanks Pyr, you are the best friend I have ever had."

Pyrrha could have sworn there was a tug at her heart when she heard those words.
"Well, anything for a friend."

A few days later

Pyrrha was resting.
She had helped Jaune with the Thirst again.

Jaune had been able to manage for about a fortnight until the signs became visible.
He had been under quite a bit of stress lately. Pyrrha had knowingly stepped up his training in order to make up for lost progress and the teachers had also put more pressure on him now that he seemed to be able to focus again.
To her and Jaune's delight had he been able to keep up. It was like he was getting better in all areas, physically and mentally.

This time she had been given some time to prepare. Somehow she had managed to get Ren and Nora to spend time elsewhere this day. It was a precaution so that they would not be disturbed as well as in case she and Jaune ended up like last time.
Pyrrha would not mind that but she would mind Nora's reaction to it.

The actual helping had gone a lot smoother than the first time they did this. It had still been weird and uncomfortable but Jaune hadn't taken anywhere near as much blood this time. Only as much as he really needed.

Now she was content. Jaune had gone out of his way to ensure her well-being after she had assisted him.

He had picked out some stuff from their first-aid kit in advance and made sure she was comfortable on the bed before he even got close to her.
Then, when all was ready he had embraced her.

There had been the sting, a small yelp form Pyrrha as he bit down on her but he was ever so careful with her, a bit hesitant even. Pyrrha had found herself brushing her fingers through his hair, telling him it was okay, in order to make sure he actually did it.

Then he had pulled away and cleaned up the wounds. Completely unnecessary as Pyrrha had aura. Still, he insisted and she let him.
It was nice, to have someone show you such care.

His gentle fingers running over her skin with a swab made her shiver a bit.

"You are shivering, Pyr. Do you feel cold again?"

"A bit. Can you help me?"

"Sure." Jaune got up and fetched a blanket.

It was then Pyrrha had gotten an idea.

"Um, Jaune, it feels like something itches around the bite. Could you take a look at it?"

Blanket still in hand, he sat down next to her and tried to find the source of her, made up, discomfort.
"Nothing here but I suppose I could get some more rubbing alcohol-"

He shut up as Pyrrha pressed herself against him, pretending to fall over. He caught her in his arms.
"You okay, Pyr?"

"Yes. Just a bit tired."
She hefted her legs onto the bed and rolled her shoulders a bit, making herself comfortable against him. "Can we stay like this for a while?"

To her great pleasure Jaune got the hint and adjusted for her.

Soon they were both comfortable and with the blanket wrapped around them. Her head rested on his chest. He bent his neck and gave the place he had bitten her a small kiss.

"For the boo-boos." he said jokingly making her giggle as he wrapped an arm around her, warming her up even more. The other hand remained where he had bitten her, gently caressing her skin.

"You didn't need to do that Jaune." she said. "But thanks anyway."

"Anything for a friend."

Pyrrha forced herself to not frown at those words.
A friend, of course. That was all. For now at least.
If Jaune had been any denser his would be made of rock. Wasn't Pyrrha's actions enough to let him get a clue? Oh well, best not to worry about it and instead enjoy the moment.

With a smile on her lips Pyrrha soon let herself fall asleep. As her mind faded she looked into Jaune's eyes. Emerald green met clear blue as he looked back into hers. He was smiling.

Pyrrha's heartbeat boomed in her ears. It boomed so hard that she couldn't notice the beat of Jaune's heart when she smiled at him.

Pyrrha was happy. Jaune could see that and it made him happy. Even better, it was he who made her happy.
She deserved it for putting up with him and helping him like this.

He looked into her pretty, no, beautiful eyes. He felt like he could drown in them. His heart began to beat ever faster and ever harder when he looked at her.
Was he just happy to know her or was this the feeling of something more he felt?

His fingers went through her red hair. It suited her so well and it brought out her eyes. It was so soft. He knew she took great care of it. Out of all the girls at Beacon only Yang tended to her hair better. At least that was what Jaune believed.
But the color of crimson beat blonde any day for Jaune.
He had grown up surrounded by blonde hair. Pyrrha's red hair was something else for him.

Even Fulgrim would be envious of this wonderful mane of hair, he thought.

She fell asleep on him. Once again he did not find it in himself to wake or leave her. Carefully he made himself a bit more comfortable next to her. She stirred and put an arm around him, pulling him closer.

'Even now she must feel cold.' Jaune figured.

He had never really figured Pyrrha for a hugger until now.

Soon their foreheads touched but Pyrrha still didn't look satisfied.
Throwing some decency out the window Jaune put an arm around her waist.
They were good friend, Pyrrha would probably not mind.
His mother and sisters would flip their lids if they saw him now but they were not there now were they?

Pyrrha however settled down in her sleep. And that was all that mattered at that moment.
It had been an rather exhausting day for Jaune and the bed was soft, warm and cozy. Slowly brushing her hair with his hand and listening to her calm, regular breaths he soon found himself drifting away to dreamland.

Jaune did not realize that a certain teammate of his was standing at the door to their dorm with her scroll in hand.
'They are just adorable.' Nora thought as she took a few pictures. She snuck closer to get an better angle.
'If only Renny would hold me like that someday.'

They had gotten up in the evening. They had both been blushing when they had opened their eyes and emerald had met sapphire blue again. Their bodies were practically tied to one another. They slowly untangled themselves from each other.

It took Jaune a bit longer as he had unknowingly been playing with her hair in his sleep. When he finally got his fingers free he straightened out some of her hair.

"So, that was that." Pyrrha said trying to regain her composure. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. Thanks Pyr. Remember, if there is anything I can do in return do not hesitate to ask."

"Oh, well… there is one thing."

She did have one idea. She had gotten it the first time she had helped him with the thirst. Back then she hadn't wanted to put her request forth but now.

Jaune was listening closely, eagerly even.

"It is more like a request really. Um, would you like to come to the Vytal Tournament Festival Ball with me?"

Jaune's jaw almost slammed into the floor.

Pyrrha tried to come up with a way to take it back but her mind came up blank.
She was no good with this sort of thing!
People had never approached her about this sort of thing. And she had always been expected to know about this sort of things so no one had ever taught her.
After all, talent and cleverness didn't help if you never got any practice or guidance.

"Are you sure?" asked Jaune uncertainty.

Pyrrha was snapped from her growing panic by the question.

"Are you sure? I mean, surely you could find someone better than me to attend the dance with you."

"Well I, it's just that… " she sighed.
"Look, I have my reasons. Besides, if I went with you it would make things so much easier for me. Less fuss this way."

"Oh, okay." Jaune smiled. "Well, if you ask then I guess I will go to the dance with you. And here I thought you would ask for something grander."
Indeed he had but out of respect for her privacy he did not ask why she would settle for a mere dance.

"It is grand, for me at least." she said.

It really was, for her.

She had realized her feeling for her partner some time ago. As time had gone by those feelings had simply grown stronger.

When they first had met Jaune had only had his boyish charm. Now he seemed different. The boyish face was disappearing and was being replaced by a more beautiful face.
His shoulders were growing broader and Pyrrha could swear that he was getting taller than he was before.
But there was still something else to him. To Pyrrha it was like there was a radiance to him.

However, all those things did not matter to her. She did not love what he was, but who he was. A person who saw her.
Even as he had started to change, that part of him had not.

A few days later

Jaune walked along the halls of Beacon.

He had an itch that would not go away! He tried to scratch it but he just couldn't reach the spot on his back.
Looking around him and making sure no one was around to see him Jaune leaned against a wall and started rubbing his back against it. Slowly at first to find the right angle.

Then he stepped up the pace, putting more weight on his back. He became so caught up in it that he almost didn't notice Velvet walking up to him. Almost.
On the edge of his hearing he had caught the sound of her approaching. A few weeks ago he would not have noticed.
Before the faunus had even rounded the corner he had stopped what he was doing and turned to face her.

"Um, you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I was just wondering what you were doing to the wall. Again. This is not the first time we have seen you doing it, or rather heard it." she answered deadpan.

Jaune nodded understandingly. The "we" Velvet was referring to were the faunus. With their hearing it could be difficult to keep things from them.
Seriously, some were paying the faunus hush-money just to keep them quiet.

"Oh it's nothing, just scratching an itch. It began a few days ago. I don't know why though."

"Might be the detergent you are using. You should ask your team if they are having the same problem."

It was a good idea.
Jaune thanked Velvet for the advice and continued through the halls.
He waved in acknowledgement to some other students that recognized him.

It had become rather usual for students would call out to him in the halls. Jaune did not quite understand why he had suddenly become so popular. Nor did he understand why some of the girls and boys were looking at him in a certain way he had not seen before.
There was a hunger in their looks and he did not know how to respond to it.
'Sweet dust, I'm glad Pyrrha doesn't look at me like this.'
But if SHE would he wouldn't mind. She had a special place in his heart.

But back to the lads and lasses throwing him hungry looks.
Most of them were faunus and that Jaune could understand for he had liberated them from an oppressor - Cardin.
After his match with Cardin the daily lives of the faunuses at Beacon had made a turn for the better. Cardin had not dared to bother them again since then.
In fact, Cardin had been on his best behavior as of late.

Well, except for his and his teams' newfound interest in dark haired girls but that was probably just hormones.
A smack to the face, something the ladies at Beacon were good at dishing out, would usually suffice to make them back off.

There had been one issue though. The faunus had noticed that Cardin had been weakened and wanted to get revenge on him. They had even approached Jaune if he wanted to take part of "the fun".

Jaune had refused and rebuked the faunus. He had stepped up in order to stop Cardin from being an ass, not so that someone else would take his place as head-bully at the school or so that someone could take out more revenge than was warranted.
As Jaune's dad once had said "Let bygones be bygones" or "Forgive those who have wronged you but remember the bastards' name".

"Do you really want to be the next Cardin?" he had asked them in the cafeteria, standing on his chair as he addressed them like an experienced speaker. All had covered when he had raised his voice in anger.
"Do you want me to have to step up again and take you down as well? Because I will if I have to."

That had worked. The faunus had relented and agreed to leave Cardin alone just as long as he did the same for them.
It was a justice and Jaune would enforce it fairly onto all, even himself, and thus all had submitted to it.

But all of that didn't matter now. Jaune had a problem.

Not a problem like the Thirst. Pyrrha had helped him with that.
The problem did however concern Pyrrha in a way.

He had agreed to go to the dance with her. He had not expected such a thing when he had left for Beacon. His suit was still back home at his family's place.
But it was old. Even if he sent for it it would probably not fit him any more. He was already pushing the limits for his regular clothes. If he got any bigger he would have to change his wardrobe completely.

He needed a new suit. A proper one. If he was to attend a dance with his partner he would make an honest attempt to do so in splendor. She deserved that from him. He would not go with her looking like some vagabond.

With his meager funds he could only buy one second hand but they would be of poor quality and fit.
His mother had almost pulled her hair out trying to find a good suit that fit him at a reasonable price and even then she had pulled on all the contacts she had.
Jaune did not have that sort of time, nor did he have such contacts.

That left Jaune with only one option. He needed Lien for a suit and there was only one person he knew who had that kind of cash on hand. He had pondered the matter for a few days now.
There was no escaping it.

He stopped outside the door and took a deep breath.
"Okay, you've got this. Just don't call her Snow Angel."

He knocked and the door to Team RWBY's dorm was opened by Yang.
"'Sup?"

"Hi Yang. Is Weiss in?"

"So what did you wish to discuss?"
Weiss Schnee was sitting by the desk in RWBY's dorm. She had agreed to see Jaune and to hear him out on his request.

Jaune had been glad to see that unlike many others she did not give him one of those hungry looks other people had begun to give him. No, Weiss remained cold, if even a bit hostile, towards him. She would occasionally break eye contact to glance at his fangs and narrow her eyes.
Her Atlesian upbringing was firmly rooted in her and once an Atlesian deemed you a faunus they would forever deem you a faunus, regardless if they were right or not.
Granted, she was not as bad as she once had been. A recent revelation regarding Blake's heritage had helped with that.

Still, Jaune tried to remain polite. He did not want to upset their mutual friend Ruby. Even if Weiss should have been given a scolding of a lifetime for the words she had uttered to others about him.

"Well, Weiss, with the Vytal Festival coming up…. there is also the Vytal Tournament Festival Ball. I was wondering if you-"

"NO!" Weiss barked out without warning.

"No?"
Jaune had not even put forth his request and she had already shot it down.

"Indeed, I am not attending the ball with you. I have already asked Nepute to come with me to the dance. Do not take it the wrong way, I have nothing against you but if I'm seen at the ball with a faunus it would-"

"WEISS SCHNEE! You presume too much!"
Jaune let his anger flare up. He had told her again and again that he was no faunus and that he was tired of her attitude against them so now she was on thin ice. He towered over her and gave her a glare.

Seeing her almost jump out off her skin at his tone he calmed down.
"Weiss, I'm not asking you out. If you go with Neptune then that is fine by me."

"Really? Then why?"

"Because I need a loan. I have promised Pyrrha to go with her but I don't have a proper suit, nor can I afford one right now."

The heiress to the Schnee Dust Corporation considered this for a while.
"Very well. I will fund it."

Fund it? Jaune had asked for a loan, not for charity.

Weiss explained that this would not be charity. It would be her way of apologizing for her treatment of him, not to mention him taking a fall for her during the entrance exam.
A Schnee always paid her debts. She would pay for the suit in full.

There was one stipulation though. If Jaune was going to attend the ball with Pyrrha, the Champion, not just any suit would do. It would be a special order and she would be involved in every step to make sure Jaune would be presentable. Anything else would be "wasting money and time".

Jaune was not exactly happy about it but if it meant getting a suit he could put up with it, for Pyrrha.
Dust, Pyrrha had put up with worse for him.

"If you would want to surprise her you should keep this a secret." Weiss suggested.

"A secret? Why?"
Jaune was not too thrilled of keeping secrets from his partner. Not since the time the truth of his transcripts had been revealed.

"Well, to show her how much you really care, you dunce. Think of it as a pleasant surprise for her. To see how much you are willing to do for her. You know, to go from this…."
She gestured to his usual attire with disdain.
"...to a well dressed gentleman. I think you would clean up nicely."

A voice in the back of Jaune's mind was telling him that it was a stupid idea. But it was ever so tempting. Pyrrha deserved a pleasant surprise for once.
Jaune nodded and agreed to it.

Jaune left the matter of making arrangements to Weiss who promised to keep him in the loop of things.
There were appointments to be made and materials to be ordered and people to hire. All were tasks better left to the one with cash.

WARPCHAT

"Gorkz is Bestest"
Has been banned.

"Morkz is Strongest"
Has been banned.

"ParadoxPoker"
Has been banned.

"MasterOfPlans"
So, thoughts of the Anathema's bird-boy coming about?

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Wussn't he dead? Thought we made sure he wasn't gonna make trouble again.

"RIPANDTEAR"
It's true. He smashed some idiot's balls off a while back.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Oh, ball-smashing makes me so horny! Let me have him!

"RIPANDTEAR"
Shut your face you c¤m ¤¤¤¤ing f¤¤kmonster! My chain axe is still not clean from what you did with it!

"MasterOfPlans"
Grandpapa Nurgz
He was dead. Now he ain't. Some of his brats are on their way to Remnant.

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Remnant? Never heard of it.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
? Me neither, but not sure.

"MasterOfPlans"
Local name. Belonged to the Grimm-twin-pricks. Stayed around until the mortals flipped them the bird.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Sounds familiar but I can't put my wang on it.

"MasterOfPlans"
Planet full of psykers. Psykers rebelled. Twin-pricks did a retake with it and cut psykers' link to warp.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
OH THAT PLACE! Good times.

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Checking up on SpaceMaps.
Shit, they ain't got no plague!
Shit, they got meds!
#needsfixing #needspapaNrgl

"MasterOfPlans"
Well, since Mr. stagnant isn't in the loop let's recap:
What's left of Birdboy's soul has been awoken. He is still pretty much a mortal on Remnant but is slowly getting back on his feet. Hormones are starting to kick in. He's got family, a team and a woman to keep the thirst down with - keeping him sane.
A bunch of his kids are on their way. Been whipping up warp storms to slow them down.

"MasterOfPlans"
#NeedsFixing

"RIPANDTEAR"
Been working on the post-humans. Almost got the Flesh Tearers in the void.
Damn woman F¤cked the Thirst.
Need new approach.

"MasterOfPlans"
Not good enough.
Gonna do some scheming #BestSchemeIsGettingOthersToSchemeForYou
Found One! #CinderFallIsACunt

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Gonna work on his girlfriend.
#BrokenHeartsAreBestHearts
#BrokenHeartsSateNoThirst

"MasterOfPlans"
420BlazeMy3601337Vagick
Here's a tip.
Attached file: PerfectSuitDotJPEG
Would be a shame if something happened to it.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Neat
#OperationCockBlockIsAGo
#TheThirstIsReal

"RIPANDTEAR"
Gonna rig up some bombs
#TheTrainBomberWhatBombsWithTrains

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Found some old germs underground. Gonna use them.
#OldieButGoodie

"RIPANDTEAR"
You lazy F¤ck.

"RIPANDTEAR"
Has signed out.

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Got to go.
Got me some new Eldar souls
#YummieInMyTummy

"420BlazeMy3601337Vagick"
Has signed out

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Smell you later.
Got to cook dinner for Isha
#KissTheCook

"Grandpapa Nurgz"
Has signed out.

(Wait for it)

"MasterOfPlans"
F¤cking warp-morons

"MasterOfPlans"
Has changes username to "ParadoxPoker2PointO"

"ParadoxPoker2PointO"
#JustAsPlanned

"ParadoxPoker2PointO"
I better get grandkids out of this, my fabulous fucking Hawk-Boy.

Back at Beacon

"Oh, hi Jaune. Who were you talking with just now?" asked Pyrrha as she looked up from cleaning her weapon.

"Had a talk with Weiss."
He remembered the idea of making the suit a surprise for Pyrrha so he tweaked the contents of his conversation a little.

"I had a little something to clear up with her, about my fangs."

Pyrrha nodded.
"That would explain why you shouted at her. Did the two of you get over it? I think I heard something about the dance coming up."

"Hm, oh yeah. She mentioned that she would go with Neptune."

"That's grand."

"Yeah. I suppose."

Jaune had not yet been able to quite get over how the blue haired boy had gotten along with Weiss so well. He had just walked up to her and she had almost been swept off her feet!

Pyrrha noticed the annoyance on his face but didn't bring it up. Even if Jaune had made up with Weiss about their issue there would still be some resentment. With time it would hopefully go away, provided no one did anything to spark it up again.
'Keeeep telliiing yoourself thaat.' said a mocking voice in her head.

Soon they were joined by Ren and Nora and the matter of discussion shifted to which was better: pancakes with syrup or syrup with pancakes?

The debate ended with Team JNPR, sans Nora, hiding the syrup from Nora until she had forgotten the matter.

Jaune reached behind his back and tried to reach the itch and remembered his little talk with Velvet. He confined his little discussion with her in his team. Turns out none of them had any problem with the detergent.

Ren, ever cautious, had started using detergent meant for sensitive individuals since day one at Beacon for Nora's sake. Turns out that her skin did not take well to most detergents. That had been something Ren had learned the hard way.

"Whatever is ailing you is not because of the detergent. Besides, if it was you would be itching all over, not just on your back." Ren pointed out.

"Oh, I didn't think of that. Thanks for pointing it out."

"Any time. Speaking of time, we should really start getting to bed. We do have combat class tomorrow and the new students will be participating."

"Right, we have to be at our best so that we can break their legs!" Nora agreed.

"To best them, Nora. We don't need to cause an international dispute because we got carried away in a practice match." Pyrrha remarked but started to get ready to call it a day.

As they began changing for the evening Jaune's team could really see how irritated Jaune's back was. His shoulder blades were red as Pyrrha's hair. Ren volunteered to put some ointment on it. At this point Jaune was ready to try anything even though Nora kept telling him how icky Ren's ointments were.

To Nora's credit, it really was icky. Like really, really, super icky. And to make matters worse Jaune had to sleep with a bunch of swabs and bandages around his back to really press the ointment into his skin. It felt gross.

The icing on the cake was the fact that he had to sleep on his back. Jaune winched when he felt the goo press against his skin almost escaping the bandages.

Jaune said good night to his team and hope that he wouldn't toss in his sleep that night.

He tossed and turned a lot that night but he only had himself to blame for jinxing himself though.

Oh my. Some are having a nice little chat while Jaune's got something on his back.

And of course this will be a small mini plot that doesn't seem significant to anyone but me. Yay me.

So yeah. I am really going hard on my pathetic excuse for an Arkos plot and there is nothing you can do to stop me.
Muahahaha!