Here's part 3

Chapter 24: Betrayal of A Frostburnt Knight (Jaune X Yang X Weiss) 3


Concept: Jaune's cheated on gets a better deal later.

Appearance: None as of yet


Jaune covered his burning face in a futile attempt to hide the shame from his darkest secret coming to light.

"Oh my gods you were so fucking cute Vomitboy!" Jaune somehow buried his face in his hands even deeper as he let out an embarrassed whine.

"Yang please stop!"

"Nope." With a popping noise on the end the brawler word she smiled to him as she looked through his pictures on his scroll, while Weiss who sat on her other side tried her best to 'accidently' see the pics.

"Oh my Oum! HAHAHA! A Flower girl! You were a Flower girl! Oh man I can die happy now!"

"It'll build character Saphron said, there's nothing wrong with bows Jean said… 'groan' Why do I trust my family's advice…" Jaune muttered to himself sure nobody would hear him beyond the blaring music of the Club, the three sat at the bar table with one Hei mixing a drink.

"Here ya go kid a Peach Bellini cocktail." Jaune took the drink a slight grimace.

"Isn't this kinda a girlie drink?" Yang looked to her fellow blond a shit eating grin as she waved his confiscated scroll at him.

"You sure you wanna pull a gender question right after we saw these babies." Jaune dunked his head.

"Point taken…" Raising the glass to his lips he drank the pleasantly sweet and tart drink only to frown when he pulled it away. Junior crossed his arms a brow raised.

"What not to your liking blondie?" Jaune quickly waved his head the fear of the devil in his veins as he looked to the large man.

"N-No not at all, it's just I don't taste any alcohol."

"Well duh Vomitboy cause we got you a virgin." Jaune looked to Yang deadpanned.

"Seriously?" Yang shrugged.

"Hey, you have enough sauce in you to were someone could get drunk off your piss so ya no booze for you."

"Doesn't your uncle like literally not know what water is?"

"Booze are the most important food group to him yes. What's your point VB?"

"So why can't I drink anymore? Come on I'm nearly sober so what's the problem?"

"1. My uncles poor abused kidneys are hardly a point to aspire to replicate 2. We just bought you those threads so we don't want you puking all over them." The brawler gestured to his outfit Jaune wore white dress pants, with steel ended dress shoes. A back shirt under his white button up with a slim fitting black jacket and a golden accents crooked black belts slung around his hip the only thing he still had from his old clothes was his fingerless gloves which Yang had barely allowed.

It wasn't a bad look if he was being honest, though he wished Weiss hadn't insisted he get his hair straightened, he liked the ease of his casual mop of blond locks. Though he supposed now he didn't look to out of place compared to Snow Angel and Yang who wore they're outfits dubbed Snow Pea and Hunter. He asked if his outfit got a nickname and as per Yang's usual antics his was dubbed 'Layable'.

"And 3. Won't you feel bad leaving your precious ice princess alone in the virgin club?" Both teens on the sides of the blonde brawler went red faced.

"What!?" Yang shrugged a huge smile on her face.

"Hey, hey I was talking about drinks, but… Should I take it that means neither of you have done the deed?" Jaune wasn't sure about Weiss but his face was so hot he was surprised Yang hadn't burst out in laughter or shot a pic of his face.

"Gods you too are easy to tease."

"Shut up you brute!"

"Aw, is Ice Queen a wittle embarrassed." Yang poked at the heiress's cheek only for said teammate to slap her probing finger with a scowl. Chuckling the brawler decided to get to exploring his scroll for more juicy dirt, flipping through pictures. It was as she scooped up her Strawberry Sunrise and begun to take a drink only abruptly spit it out at the last minute shocking the other two.

"Holy molly, I thought that whole seven sister's thing was a joke!" Weiss leaned over to see a picture of Jaune and his sisters on a couch with the blonde knight himself as a half-pint holding up a help sign with the tired eyes of a veteran who'd seen the worst in humanity as his pig tails stood in the air as the largest of the siblings rubbed his head. Yang grabbed her gut while Weiss looked shocked.

"W-what would possibly possess your mother to want so many children?" Yang grinned at the opportunity.

"Maybe his old man gots some moves on him, they are called the 'Arcs' after all." Weiss blushed her eye twitching in annoyance.

"Still though Vomitboy are they seriously all girls?" Jaune nodded sadly.

"Dad says mom wanted a little boy, so she kept trying and trying… and trying some more." Yang winced.

"Well its official then, being stubborn runs in your veins, still making friends must have been a doozy for you."

"Pfft, friends? Yang Every boy in our village at least liked one of my sisters, hell for the twins it was usually both. Kinda hard to make real friends when you know their agendas." Yang gave a sympathetic smile she knew well enough, Ruby had the exact same problem though for her it was only one older sister.

"Your… a little outnumbered huh?"

"… My dad always said Arc men were born warriors, I always figured it had to be true since I somehow survived being born in that battlefield." Yang snickered but patted his back, noticing the near PTSD like state he was in. Weiss smiled sympathetically to Jaune supposing it would be rather difficult if there were more than one of her sister. Chuckling before swiping to the next image Yang's smile almost immediately died. Jaune looked over to the blond curiously before looking to his scroll and noticing the image and stilling.

"I, uh… sorry." Jaune swiped his scroll from the brawler earning a bit of surprise from her as he looked to the image his lips pressed together in a frown. It was an old pic, one of him and Pyrrha on their first date attempting a selfie together, his lip quivered for a moment just long enough to be noticed by the heiress and brawler before it stilled and he deleted the picture from his phone and just a abruptly tucked the device away.

Immediately he took the cocktail and drank the remainder before slamming it down and frowning forgetting it was alcohol free. For a moment the three didn't speak before Jaune sighed.

"Thanks Yang…" The brawler turned to him.

"Huh?" Jaune shrugged tapping his pocket.

"You blocked those messengers when I wasn't looking, it was a nice gesture." Yang winced at being caught but no sooner exhaled.

"There were a lot, have you just been letting them blow up your scroll like that?" Jaune shook his head.

"No, I've blocked more than I can count, but you know how it is, I delete one, the next moment seven more appear." Yang bit her lip.

"Those losers are really trying that hard to mess with you." Jaune sighed.

"Nah, the messages I can deal with, its Leo's sort that are the problem." Weiss was the one to speak up.

"That won't be a concern anymore like I said we've been assigned t-"

"It's not always students Weiss…" She blinked.

"What do you mean?" Jaune sighed.

"Civilians, huntsman disgruntled people who had their money on Pyrrha entering the Vytal you name it. Frankly I was pretty lucky Leo and his team were the only people who gave me shit today." Weiss looked to Jaune at a loss for words.

"That's bullshit!" Yang slammed a fist on the table surprising not just Jaune and Weiss but Junior, yet the blonde brawler didn't care as she looked Jaune's way.

"Where the hell do they get off doing that kind of crap to you! And why cause Invincible Girl couldn't keep her legs closed!"

"Yang…" Weiss reached for the brawler, but said blonde shoved away the hand.

"No that's bullshit Vomitboy shouldn't be the one being treated like a criminal after what she did!"

"Yang!"

"What Weiss!?" The Heiress flinched at the blonde's anger but shook it off and pointed to Jaune, when Yang turned, she saw Jaune looking down his straightened hair covering his face but doing little to keep the tears from hitting the table. His fist shook having long since shattered the glass in his hands a few trickles of scarlet leaking from his curled knuckles.

"Jaune…" Yang reached out to pat his shoulder.

"What did I do wrong?" She stopped, looking to the usually goofy blond as he trembled.

"I tried, I really did you know… Flowers, songs I even wrote her poetry though I'm sure my nephew could write better stuff…"

"Jaune, you didn'-" Seeming to come to his senses and looking to the two a few tears forming in the corner of his eyes that he quickly wiped away before he made to get up.

"'sniff' sorry Yang, Weiss, but I, I gotta get some fresh air… you don't need to follow me anymore." As he made his way towards the exit two pairs of hands grabbed him, when he looked back, he saw the two beauties looking to him concern and a bit of hurt in their eyes.

"You seriously think we're just gonna let you leave like that?" Before Jaune could answer her words, the brawler got up and wrapped her arms around Jaune in a hug.

"Yang what are yo-"

"It's okay to cry Jaune…" For an instant he paused.

"I don't know what you mean…" Now it was Weiss who stood up laying a hand on his shoulder and looking to him hesitant as she spoke.

"I know… I know that it hurts…" for a moment he wanted to yell at her for trying to act like she understood before he recalled who Pyrrha had indulged in, with that his face twisted into a shamed frown.

"I'm sorry Weiss…" The heiress looked to him confused.

"What?" Jaune put aside his pain and looked to her slight guilt for forgetting her involvement.

"I-If I had been better, then she wouldn't have gone to Neptune… I'm… I'm so sorry that he hurt you." The girl blinked before tears begun to form.

"Y-You…" She sniffed as her fist clenched and she shot him an angry glare.

"Why are you apologizing like you did something wrong…" Yang looked to her teammate surprised but before she could act beyond letting Jaune go the heiress reached out her other arm grabbing his other shoulder. Without warning she made the blond turn to her. Before he could realize what was happening Weiss's hands let go of his shoulders and gripped at the collar of his button up.

"Weiss…" With a force one wouldn't expect from someone of the heiress's stature Weiss pulled Jaune towards her the force popping the top button of his dress shirt off. The heiress's tearful yet rage-filled eyes glare into Jaune dull ones.

"Stop calling me that!" She yelled loud enough to gather a few club goer's attention to them but she didn't care.

"W-What?" The lithe beauty shook in frustration at Jaune.

"Since when did you start calling me by name you dolt!" She glared not sure why it was infuriating her so much, but it was none the less.

"You've never once called me Weiss when we've talked, it's always been that insufferable nickname of yours! That damn nickname I couldn't stand until he called me it…" She paused at the thought, as she recalled the blue haired boy's smiling face. Recalling how he made her feel, how he'd said he felt about her and the shiver that same nickname sent down her form when he called her by it. However, it was only then she realized just how much it hurt and by extension how much more he must truly be hurting.

The hazing, the hate and the attacks… they didn't even factor in to him did they? No, because to Jaune People not believing in him was the norm… it was what the one who did had done that struck the boy. It was as tears begun to flow from her eyes that his self-depreciating expression vanished, and, in its place, clear earnest concern sprung forth.

"Weiss, what's wrong?"

"Y-you idiot, you, you didn't do anything wrong…" to both his and Yang's surprise the white haired girl pressed against Jaune's chest and hugged him.

"You were attentive and sweet to a near nauseating extent, Nikos wouldn't shut up about you when you weren't in ear shot. That's why I know it wasn't you, you may not be a student of any note, in fact I'd even call you near the bottom. But as a lover, as her boyfriend and partner you did nothing wrong." She could see his want to refuse her, but she could tell he also knew the sincerity in her words. After all she was the Ice queen wasn't she? She would never hold back when criticizing something.

"The one at fault… the one who wasn't good enough… was me." She looked down away from him.

"She approached to receive advice, Nikos may have ended up committing infidelity, but at first her reasons were sincere… Neptune however, he wanted her. In the end it wasn't even a question who was bett-" Jaune hugged her in a tight embrace.

"Jaune…"

"That's not true Snow Angel." She paused at her nickname.

"Better? You and Pyrrha aren't products, comparing you is just wrong…" Jaune looked her in the eyes.

"Never think your less then Pyrrha. Especially because of Neptune, you weren't good enough, don't make me laugh he was lucky to have you. And a fool to let you go, your strong, proud and smart, everything I'm not but also everything I want to be." Weiss looked at his teary eyes and saw the sincerity in his words. Why was she only seeing it now.

She then recalled his visage during the Breach as her eyes fluttered open, as he smiled having completed his promise to protect her and Yang. Was that it, because now she saw how much he'd be willing to endure for them just to keep his word. Surprising her Jaune hand rose to her cheek cupping it and from his warmth a slight urge to lean into his palm emerged.

"Your beautiful Weiss, in body, heart and mind and you deserve so much better then him, better then someone who'd hurt you." A tear ran down her cheek, but there was no sorrow in it, only joy.

"Yeah Weisscream." Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around both teen's neck as a second annoying blonde broke in between the two a bit to fast. Yang smiled to her.

"It's like VB says, P-Mon-… 'she's' not better than you, after all in the end Vomitboy did leave her behind to come to his little Snow Angel's aid. Isn't that right Ladykiller?" Weiss looked to the blonde brawler a bit annoyed for interrupting whatever… 'that' was between Jaune and her but more so was she curious as she looked to the voluptuous blonde who leaned a bit in Jaune's direction. Was she…? As expected Jaune looked away a blush quickly forming on his cheeks at the view

"No, not really, I mean sure I wanted to help Snow Angel but it wasn't just her. Ruby, Blake and even you… I was worried." Yang blinked, and Weiss could swear she saw the faintest hint of pink to the brawler's cheeks before she broke into a smile slapping Jaune's back.

"Aw, that's sweet Ladykiller." Yang playfully punched his shoulder which he immediately gripped in pain.

"Nobodies worried about this dragon being in trouble since I stopped rocking pig tails." Jaune just chuckled rubbing the back of his head.

"Yeah well guess it's sort of a force of habit, even though all my sisters were bigger then me I worried about them to. Sorry if I come off as insulting, I know compared to you and the rest I-" Yang's hand shot out clapping over his mouth.

"Stop." Jaune blinked looking to his fellow blonde who looked to him with more then just a hint of annoyance.

"You're not weak…" The brawler looked to herself images of her hunter outfit replaced by her bloodied form as she was about to die.

"You saved us, saved Weisscream and even… Me." She looked back to him.

"I was so sure I was gonna die and you know what. I was scared… And when Weiss came to save me and nearly lost her life. It felt like I'd gone back to being that scared little girl who'd cost her sister her life." Weiss looked out to the brawler surprised to see her look so vulnerable as she spoke her mind.

"But I also realized something when I opened my eyes and saw you standing there. You came here with nothing, no aura, no one believing you could do it and only the most basic understanding of how to swing that old sword of yours. Compared to the rest of us you were nothing, yet somehow you were the one who saved us."

"That was just a-"

"That was you. Not Beacon, not team JNPR, not even the Invincible Girl who is the only person our year stronger than us, but you. The self-proclaimed damsel in a tree, your heart had been ripped out and your emotions were unstable and yet when you heard we were in trouble you came running." She recalled the sight of him standing there against the Grimm, their shield, no their knight, the thought was almost laughable, the weak, wannabe knight Vomitboy playing the hero for her? Patches best student and prodigy fighter. It sounded like a bad joke and yet…

"When we first met you didn't give the best first impression 'heh' but when my sis was all alone and down because of Ice queen here you helped her up, in more than just the physical sense." Yang then pressed her lips as she readied her next words.

"When we all met up in the ruins, I hate to say this, but I felt sorry for Pyrrha. I thought you were deadweight that'd drag her down. How messed up is that." Jaune shook his head but just as he was about to speak, she continued.

"But you didn't and somehow you even got Ozpin to make you leader, I figured I'd give you the benefit of the doubt. Then Cardin wiped the floor with you." Jaune chuckled but Yang didn't find it funny.

"You know it's weird, when Cardin started bullying Velvet and the Faunus students, I knew I had the strength to stop him… but I didn't. I guess I figured not my friends not my problem but then he started messing with you too and I just let him. I always figured I was the type who'd jump in for a friend at a moment's notice, but I guess I'm not since I was waiting for you to ask for our help. And as it turned out I didn't even have to because you did something about it. Something I'd never even consider, you didn't try to fight back but instead you refused and then saved him, weak little you, I still don't know how to feel about that."

"About you never beating him and his goons into a pulp for what he did. It's what I would've done, but you didn't, and because of that he and his team came to help to save you, and because they did that you were able to save us." Her cheeks brightened a bit more.

"I'd never thought you had it in you, that you'd be able to save our asses if someone had asked me I'd ask for just about anyone else at that time to come help us." Jaune smile stiffened while Weiss frowned.

"And we'd dead if anyone else did." Yang eye shone with a fire he knew was intended for him to not even approach the thought of saying otherwise to.

"You fought tooth and nail to reach us and then gave everything to save us, the doctors said they didn't have the slightest idea how you were still alive. You fought so hard for us, and received nothing but grief for all you did and were hurt by 'her'." Yang felt her eyes flicker red for a moment however to her surprise and hand landed on top of hers and when she looked up he smiled to her.

"It's okay to forgive her Yang." For a moment she was at a lost for words before she looked down a angry tremble present.

"What do you mean? Forgive who?"

"Pyrrha."

"You mean that waste of a friend who hurt you and Weiss?" She felt his hand squeeze harder on her own and when she looked up, she saw Jaune smiling back weakly.

"I know your angry at her but… she's still my teammate, my partner and 'was' my mentor, so you'll have to learn to deal with her. And I know you, you get angry but hate…" Jaune shook his head.

"I don't think an emotion as ugly as that fits you."

"So, what I'm just supposed to act like everything suddenly okay!? That its fine she cheated on one of the surprisingly best guys in our school while sleeping with my sister in all but blood's boyfriend!?" The look Jaune sent her brought her to a loss for words.

"No, of course not. What Pyrrha did… Even I know I deserve better than that. No matter what I think of myself and Weiss certainly didn't deserve that, didn't deserve to feel like she was anything but the best thing that happened to Neptune!" The heiress flushed but at the same time felt her heart clench.

"But even so… What good would hating her do? I'm their leader, her leader, so if I carry these feeling, this anger and hate what could it cost us if we went on a mission and the Grimm were drawn." Yang paused at that.

"I can't let myself hate her, not only for that but because if I did, every talk, every praise and every moment of encouragement would become lies. I don't think I could bare that. I may not be able to ever forgive her, but as pathetic as it is I know I could never hate her…" Jaune looked to Weiss.

"That's why I want to apologize to you, because no matter how much I want to I can't apologize enough for how much you were hurt by this all. I'm the one who helped Neptune approach you and I'm sorry for that. And as your friend, no as leader of Team JNPR I'll do anything to make up for it, anything but abandoning my partner. I know its selfish but even if you were to ask I couldn't lose her, lose the only person who ever thought I could actually live up to my family's name." For several moments the heiress looked to the bowing Arc at a complete loss for words, had he truly felt this guilt ridden, this at fault? Looking at Jaune Weiss realized how little she actually understood about the man before her, her first impression was that he was painfully unfit to attend Beacon or to even attempt to be a huntsman. His grades and combat skills had only ever reaffirmed these thoughts even after he'd improved, after he'd helped her she only saw him at best as a possible friend.

But as he lowered his head to her she recalled the explosion of light before she fell to the black and the warmth of what she now knew was his soul as he gave everything to heal her and Yang even risking his life for such. Had he'd always been so sincere? She had to accept recently that her name meant little in the frontier villages after talking to other students so perhaps like them he truly never knew her. No in fact looking back a dolt like him that didn't even know about aura surely didn't know her families name.

Which meant when he confessed, when he tried to court her with those atrocious pickup lines and confessions, he saw her as a normal girl. Huh? why was that someone endearing to her now? Looking to him lowering his head, pride to the wind she had to wonder. She had treated him callously but still the dolt had insisted only treating her like a 'groan' princess. Yet unlike all of her previous suitors her name and the power it could provide truly meant nothing to him did it?

He had never wanted for anything more than for her to acknowledge his affections and after to at least be friends. Yet what was her response? To dismiss him, to insult and scrutinize him. Despite his goal being very close in nature to her own. After all wasn't, he merely a boy who wanted for nothing more than to live up to his family's name even if it could and should've killed him.

It was as these thought came to her mind that the next song started a old song, that seemed ill fit for such a establishment. It was the slow and mournful tone of a piano at first, a tone she'd not heard in a long time, and soon her voice followed. She looked to speaking shocked to hear one of her oldest song play, 'The Path to Isolation' Her first true act of defiance to her father. However more to her shock then the old song of hers playing was Jaune looking up a look of awe on his face.

"This song… I'd never thought I'd hear my favorite tune here." Weiss looked to him shocked.

"You, you like this song." Jaune looked back to her surprised.

"Yeah, do you kno- 'slap' Ah duh of course you do, you wrote it." Jaune slouched slightly embarrassed.

"Well, you know how I liked Pyrrha's cereal even though I didn't know her, well the same kind of applies with you."

"Me? You mean you knew about this song before coming here." Jaune nodded.

"Yeah, my sister Saphron got me into it when she seated attending a college in Argus, apparently her wife, girlfriend at the time loved your music. When I was fifteen, she sent me a few CD's of yours." Weiss blinked surprised, she was hardly a renowned singer at that point though she was acknowledged in Atlas so perhaps it could extend to Argus which her kingdom helped protect.

"I mean to be honest I wasn't a super big fan of most of your songs, 'heheh' sorry my sisters were so as the sole boy of course I had to adamantly oppose their preference. But this song, I couldn't get enough of it." She saw a somber smile come to his face.

"I think to a small extent it spoke to me… I remember when my dad gave up on me, when I loss his belief that I could live up to our name. My sisters always tried to comfort me, but they were everything I wasn't smart, strong, social, fearless. I admired them and then envied them and as much as I hate to say it I even resented them a bit for making my parents expectation so high. I spent weeks trying to get better when Jean could do the same in hours." Weiss found she could relate to the comparison to an older sibling.

"The people I thought were my friends just wanted to know them, know the son of the chief and his seven hot older sisters. 'exhale' But when I heard that song it made want to go against it, to not be the disappointment to my name my father never admitted he saw me as." She had no words for him, she'd sung that song as a small rebellion to her father, never would she think it could speak to someone else. Let alone someone she'd know. She didn't know what possessed her to, but Weiss listened to the urge inside as she stood up before Jaune.

"You said you'd do any one thing I told you right Arc?" Jaune looked to her surprised and nodded.

"Yeah, I mean yes, just name it." Weiss nodded before presenting her hand.

"I never got to dance at the party me and Yang spent so long preparing, would you mind sharing one with me? I recall you being surprisingly exceptional at such." Jaune stared at the heiress confused before it turned to shock.

"M-Me?" Weiss rolled her eyes.

"No the other Arc here." Jaune paused before looking a bit down as he looked throughout the room, Weiss resisted the urge to scream reminding herself he had to still be inebriated.

"For the love of! Just come here!" Weiss reached out taking the blond dolt's hand to his credit at least once she begun to lead him to the center of the dance floor the drunk Arc realized she was in fact being serious. It was only then his goofy and slightly aloof disposition shifted as she turned to him. To her surprise Jaune flushed face changed as he brought a hand to her back while holding the other. The dance was nothing special, yet she didn't mind even though she was crowded. it was only then the song begun to pick up that Jaune surprised her when his hand lowered to her waist.

Before she could get the wrong idea the blonde's cadence changed as he begun to lead into a parody of a waltz with her. She didn't know which shocked her more, how he lead with such a confidence unrecognizable to the Arc boy or the elegance in his movements like that of a professional. Either way she found herself following his lead. Much like her song their pace increased as any semblance of their waltz vanished shifting to something of the like of a Bolero mixed with that of a Paso Doble. Her dance partner's pace would surely be jarring for any girl. But Weiss Schnee was not a mere girl. Quickly she adapted and followed his lead.

It was then the glint in his formerly dull and somber as azure orbs begun to shine with that of slight challenge. He begun to grow bolder with the music as the song reached its peak and she gladly accepted the challenge. Slowly people took notice of their dance and made way for the two heirs. Apparently, their display impressed the DJ as instead of letting the next song play he switched it to another of her rebellions given vocal form as Mirror Mirror begun. Upon hearing it the Arc smiled and she found it the slightest bit appealing she'd admit.

"Another of your favorites then Arc?" He smiled and along with it his movements became more refined.

"This song came out just when I begun to contemplate cheating my way in, in a way I suppose it was when I decided to not let my father's denial end my dream." The way he smiled at that memory my her recall her own denial of his plans and taking up the challenge against him fighting to prove herself. However, it was then the song shifted to a more somber note as it seamlessly change to the next, her continuation part 2. In response Jaune begun to slow as his expression grew calm and even a tone more remorseful.

"I wonder what their reaction to transcript is?" She looked to him a tad surprised.

"You haven't heard from them?" He nodded.

"Yeah, I blocked their calls… guess I'm just scared… after all, fathers always looked down on me, kindly but none the less." Weiss looked to him surprised and in response Jaune could only chuckle.

"Ansel was to small, no port or landing area, so If I'm lucky the news hasn't hit them yet."

"I see… Jaune if I could ask?" Jaune looked to her and nodded.

"Shoot." She struggled for the right words.

"Do you resent them… your family and sisters." An image of Winter leaving came to mind and alongside that her own younger brother. Perhaps like Jaune Whitley felt this way too. Jaune however took a minute to think it over before shrugging a faint smile on his person.

"No… I can't say I do, I'm sure at the time I did, but it was never really them, it was me. My sisters were great a bit overbearing, but they always meant well. And I always knew they loved me, after all isn't that an older siblings' duty? To be there and support their younger ones?" She looked to him no words to describe the emotions in her. He was right, Winter proved such and yet at the same time he was so wrong as she reflected on her own actions with Whitley and found she hated what she'd seen.

She pondered what he little brother must have suffered, after all he was even younger then her, perhaps he couldn't even recall a time where mother was not partial to alcohol. Looking back it was rather obvious he had neither good memories of mother nor Winter's words or wisdom only her. And as hard as it was to admit she had few to no fond memories with him. Jaune seemed to pick up on her sorrow as he spoke.

"Weiss? Is everything okay?" She nodded a tear running down her cheek.

"Yes, just realizing I may not have been the best big sister." Jaune nodded but smiled her way.

"There's always time to change that Weiss." She looked to him surprised before shaking her head.

"No… I think I've long since burned that bridge." Jaune chuckled.

"Aren't you supposed to be the smart one?" She looked to him shocked, did he just insult her.

"What, how dar-"

"If it's you I'm sure you can make amends, just remember it's never for you but them." She looked to him perhaps it was the somber tone but she found herself speaking up.

"If I were to go back, to apologize… I don't think I could do it on my own."

"Well duh that's why you have a partner isn't it?" She looked to him to find him flashing her a smile.

"Not just Craterface either but you whole team and I'm sure I could talk Ren and Nora into going to if you needed to emotional support." Weiss looked to Jaune finding a slight sadness when she found his name neglected to be said in support.

"What about you?" Jaune tilted his head.

"Huh, wasn't that obvious? Of course I'd be there." He would, wouldn't he? Just like he'd done with Neptune she was sure for her he'd have her back even if it hurt him to do so. It was then as the song begun to come to a close that her final song It's My Turn begun. Hearing it Jaune smiled and with that grin she was sure he knew the song by heart which is why her couldn't help but feel the urge to lead the Arc and show him how a professional danced.

A rare challenging smile spreading on her face she changed her rhythm the moment the drum roll begun. Her dance switched from the breed she was comfortable with to one with elements more like that of the dance JNPR preformed during the ball. She could see the surprise in the blond's eyes at the change in pace but to her surprise Jaune seemed to take her challenge with stride. Closing in and surprising her he parodied a Waltz breaking it to go into a more modern performance. All both found themselves communicating each other's intentions through their gazes.

People begun to cheer and dance forming a circle between the two of them, it was without order or reason and completely uncouth. Yet… she loved it. The rush of her music being remixed by the bear headed DJ as the ceiling lights shifted to cover the floor in shades white, blue and gold as they danced around on another. Changing between dances reserved for the eloquent to that of two teens, however as the solo of the guitar came she didn't know what possessed her but Weiss closed in on Jaune bring herself so close she could feel his gathering heat from their exertion.

Slowly a bright white begun to manifest as Jaune begun to burn white as he literally put his soul into their dance his aura seething out filling the surrounding crowd with warmth. Weiss felt it enter her and in response her own aura shone a soft pale white so close to his own. Taking her by the waist the blonde led her form which she followed. The light of their souls begun to swirl and collide bleeding into one another in a dazzling display of white.

As they came close she realized the irony of her song playing, a song devoted to walking away from one mans designs for her life. Yet here she was following the lead of another, a younger, more honest man who admired her for everything she'd become faults and all. Jaune spun her before throwing her in the air and catching her the moment she was in his arms again he dipped her leaving her nothing to look at but his face as he looked down at her sweaty but smiling and she found herself sharing that same goofy smile. She was glad she followed her heart and came to Beacon to her partner, her team and…

The music ceased then cutting off and being replaced with some boorish techno song, both teens found themselves a bit tired. Yet despite the slight sweat the heiress found she'd worked up she didn't truly mind, in fact she felt much better than before sharing in her pain over Neptune's betrayal, breaking loose and sharing a good deal of fun with a friend…

"'pant, pant' Well, I need a drink, and judging by the looks of you so could you." She nodded looking to the Arc as he made his way to the bar, as she begun to follow she looked to his back and begun to feel the slightest stir.

Was his back always so broad?

"Wow, way to go Vomitboy! Might need to come up with a new nickname for you."

"Please don't…" Weiss watched the brawler wrapped an arm around the Arc's shoulder pulling herself in close a toothy smile on her. A tinge of annoyance came at the sight not helping but finding her teammate a tad annoying again.

"Man never thought you could dance like that though, you were all fancy and stuff, kinda matched your outfit though." Jaune chuckled at that looking to Yang.

"Oh that, it was nothing, it was just Snow Angel leading is all." Yang rose a brow. Weiss however stilled her heart skipping at her pet name. Yet for once Jaune calling her it didn't annoy her, in fact…

"Really you giving Weisscream credit then?" Jaune shrugged.

"Yeah, her songs got me really into it y'know? I couldn't afford to make an idiot of myself when I was dancing with or resident Snow Angel." Weiss blushed at that but Yang for the smallest moment pouted before shaking it off as a idea popped in her mind and she switched to a mock angry face poking his chest finding the muscles beneath the sweaty shirt quite firm.

"Hey V.B., I got a bone to pick with you." Jaune looked to her curiously.

"Huh, what I'd do Yang?"

"That! Where's my nickname?"

"Wait What?" Yang propped a hand on her hip.

"Rubes got Craterface and Weiss gets Snow Angel so what about me? Where's my nickname, it just seems kinda unfair, especially after I've given you several." Jaune deadpanned.

"I'd hardly treat your nicknames like a positive matter." Yang crossed her arms pouting again as her hair flickering with golden sparks.

"What was that Vomitboy?" Jaune stood ramrod straight at her words.

"Nothing, my Yangstriss." The blonde brawler chuckled.

"Puns ain't getting you out of this one blond stuff not that there not appreciated. So, come on give me a nickname." Jaune looked to her not helping but noting the way her arms crossed beneath her ample bust emphasizing them. Looking away his cheeks red Weiss felt another tinge of annoyance while Yang smiled leaning into her fellow blond.

"Well come on Lady Killer I'm waiting, show me what ya got, who knows if the names good enough you might just get a lil reward." Jaune's already red face begun to burn much to the brawler's pleasure and Weiss's surprising annoyance.

"Um well… how about…"

Bipolar Blonde? Eyes up here? Dang Xiao-Long? I'm almost defiantly gonna get punched for this but.

"Blonde Stuff…" Jaune was ready to rush out at a moments notice Yang however didn't flash nor glare at him with baleful red eyes but instead blinked twice before a peppering of pink hit her face as she blinked several times.

"Blonde stuff… pfft, 'chuckle' hahaha!"

"Holy crap that's cheesy!" Jaune looked away blushing embarrassed.

"S-sorry I'll come up with something else." Hearing him the blonde Brawler waved her hand.

"No, no, I never said it was bad Ladykiller just corny as hell 'snicker' But somehow it works coming from you y'know like it's so bad that its good."

"I honestly don't know if your insulting or complimenting me." Yang shook her head still suppressing a few giggles as she rose a thumb up his way.

"I love it Vomitboy! Haha seriously I thought you'd say something I'd have to punch you for but Blonde Stuff, Yeah I can totally work with that." Yang's snickers lowered as her mouth curved into an impish smile that made Jaune stiffen. With a sway to her hip the blonde rounded on him.

"So Blonde Stuff does that imply you think sexy hot Vomitboy, oh sorry Ladykiller." Jaune blushed as Yang ran her hand down his chest only to smile pleasantly surprised instead of disgusted by the wet sheen of sweat as it gave her a better feel to the muscles beneath. Behind the two one heiress looked on slacked jawed at the completely shameless display of her teammate flirting with 'her' Jaune… Jaune! She meant just Jaune not anyone's, especially hers!

"Y-Yang?" She smiled at him.

"Hmm?"

"Uh could you let go? I um, I think someone could get the wrong idea!" Yang deadpanned at him before the smile returned and she quirked a brow as she leaned into him.

"And what could that be Ladykiller?" Jaune swallowed as he looked into the brawler's eyes very intimidated by the pair of lilac orbs.

"That your, you know…" She leaned the slightest bit closer her smile going that much more.

"Yeah Vomitboy?"

"You know, into… me." The way his voice dipped in reference to himself left much to be desired by the blonde brawler however she'd press that issue later. At that moment mama had more important things to make clear.

"Okay Ladykiller since I know you're a bit… 'special' at this sort of thing I'll throw you a bone and spell it out for you."

And then hopefully you can throw me a bone… or Arc.

Reaching out her hands she cupped the blondes face.

"Here's the deal Ladykiller I li-" Before she could finish a hand shot out covering her mouth and when Jaune looked over he saw Weiss forcing a smile.

"Excuse us a minute Arc… Jaune. 'ahem' Come Yang." Said brawler glared up at the girl her mouth still covered and eyes a deep red.

"Come with me so we can have a discussion otherwise I'll tell Ruby how you ate her chocolate chip cookies." The red vanished replaced by a pleading lilac as she nodded not liking the prospect of her adorable lil sis giving her the silent treatment again. Before Jaune could ask the two rushed away out of earshot neither noticing the two form making way to the sweaty blond.


Once out of Jaune's eyesight Weiss turned on her blonde teammate a not to pleased stare on her person.

"Yang what do you think you're doing?" Yang looked to Weiss for a moment before deciding not to beat around the bushes and shrugged before crossing her arms, leaning against a wall.

"I was trying to get some, empathize on 'trying' thanks for that Weisscream." Weiss was speechless.

"H-How can you be so shameless? Not to mention unprofessional! Yang this is our mission!" The brawler rolled her eyes.

"'pfft' I don't remember there being anything against coming unto the target."

"How would you know, you didn't even read the mission documents! And it's implied!"

"Yeah well unless the sheets say I can't I'm gonna and that's that." Yang turned like the talk was done as a sultry smile spread across her face, but Weiss wouldn't have it.

"Yang, you can't, you know he's still hurting from Pyrrha." This made the brawler stop for a moment seeing her hesitance Weiss bore into the opening with all she had.

"Arcs still hurting over her betrayal, we both heard him… If you do this for something as shameless as a passing fancy, you'll just end up adding to his pain and he doesn't deserve that." She could see it, hesitation in the brawler and for the first time Weiss thought she'd actually managed to convince Yang to her way of thinking.

"Then it'll be alright." Yang looked Weiss's way a toothy grin spreading on her face.

"Cause I'm not looking for a one night fling."

"What?" Yang shrugged her cheeks once again pinking.

"What can I say, between saving my cute ass by nearly offing himself, being my lil sis's first friend and learning he's a family guy…. I guess I just sort of see it, what 'she'… 'exhale' what Pyrrha use to say she saw. And as it turns out I like what I see, so sue me." Weiss could only stare shocked by Yang's confession and somewhere inside felt a dull pain at the idea of her teammate approaching Jaune.

"But what if he were to reject you?" Yang blinked at the heiress.

"Reject me? Weiss um, have you seen me, what guy would reject all this?" Yang gestured to herself a cocky grin all but shining.

"I don't think Vomitboy has the stones to say no."

"You can't!" Yang looked back to the heiress surprised to see her yell it out so strongly.

"Why not then Weisscream, give me one good reason?" Yang looked back smiling expecting to have a bit of fun over teasing her snobby teammate however when she turned to see Weiss's face, she was rendered speechless.

"No. Fucking. Way." Weiss paused.

"What?"

"What do you mean what? Weisscream you like Vomitboy now! Since when?" Weiss's face grew redder then Yang could ever recall at her suggestion.

"Oh my gods you seriously do like him!" Yang looked open mouthed to Weiss who adamantly shook her head in clear denial.

"No, no, no! Out of the question, our relationship is purely platonic!" Yang smiled.

"Okay then it shouldn't bother you if I whisk our adorkable blond away to a private room and snag me his V-card would its Ice Queen?"

"Of course, it would you blonde harlot!" Yang grinned.

"See, you do like him."

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Yang frowned at her teammate before deciding to speak up.

"Look Wiesscream I'm serious okay, I been thinking about this all week, Vomitboy deserves more then to be lynched by strangers and cucked by his partner. Before today I wanted to go for a romp with him to pick up his spirits casually date y'know. But now, after seeing so many sides to him I can't say I feel the same. Seeing him drink himself numb like that, I already get enough of that stuff with my drunkle Qrow." The blonde tone was somber and serious when she looked to Weiss.

"So I'm telling you I'm gonna ask out Jaune got it, I can wait for an answer from him tell after this whole festival but I'm confessing tonight. So, if you wanna act like you don't feel anything I ain't gonna stop you but I am telling you not to let your pride get in the way." Yang finished and readied to leave her wide eyed teammate alone before the heiress spoke up.

"Wait!"

"Not happening Weiss."

"I said wait, please!" Hearing the desperate tone in her voice the brawler stopped before looking back to see her friend look to her a notable amount of conflict in her eyes.

"I, I like him, I think…" Yang rose a brow.

"You think?" Weiss nodded hesitantly.

"I-I'm not very experienced in matters of the heart okay! Its rather difficult to come to admire someone when every boy you meet sees you as no more than an agenda." That caused Yang to pause having forgot Weiss was in fact a girl of high society and along with that the troubles that come with it including political marriage.

"With Neptune everything was so obvious, I knew I was enamored with him from the moment I heard that formally annoying pet name. It was all just so plaining to see." Yang nodded keeping up with the heiress so far.

"Compared to him what I'm feeling towards the dunce… I'm not so sure." Yang looked to her despising the part of her that couldn't just do the selfish thing and take Jaune, instead she turned around and made her way to her teammate.

"Go on." Weiss nodded.

"I suppose I started noticing him after he helped me with Neptune, after he and Nikos were involved, 'heh' how horrible is that?" Yang shrugged.

"Well it's not like you ever acted on it unlike those two." Weiss slowly nodded.

"I saw him grow more confident and skilled, everyday he'd prove himself just a little bit more and I found myself actually beginning to miss his attention and even those same attempts at romance that had once frustrated I found endearing when I saw him preform them for Pyrrha." Yang nodded supposing she sort of got it.

"Of course I would never act on such small things but at the dance I'll admit when he got angry on my account it did please me…" Weiss seemed suddenly reserved as she spoke next.

"Finally there was last week." Yang paused looking over to Weiss.

"During the Breach?" The heiress nodded.

"I was scared, though I despise admitting it, I was utterly terrified when I saw you in that state and near tears when I thought we'd die." Yang nodded taking her teammate's hand who squeezed it.

"But even so the worse part was that throughout it all, I kept thinking about Neptune, about how'd I'd never get to see him again. When at the same time I'm sure all that were occupying his thought were what would be his next excuse to be alone with Pyrrha." Yang winced at the thought.

"When I began to lose consciousness all I could think was that maybe by some miracle he'd come rescue us. But instead when I woke up."

"You saw Vomitboy standing there." Weiss nodded to her teammate.

"Is it wrong my heart skipped a beat, I certainly felt bad about it? I couldn't care less about anything else after that." Yang snorted.

"Yeah, you and me both." Yang recalled how panicked she'd been for her fellow blonde on edge when they insisted she be checked up on and report what'd happened. The idea of him dying saving her left her caring little about anything else, and once they'd reached him and they'd learned what'd happened to make him so distraught, to draw the grimm that panic turned to rage. Weiss apparently was thinking of the same thing as she bit her lip.

"Once we heard what Neptune and Pyrrha had done and how he'd so casually dismissed me… I felt utterly humiliated." Yang clenched her fist at the thought of the blue-haired Deadman recalling his most recent interview.

"But if I'm being completely honest there was a small part of me that was happy." This made her curious.

"I-I don't know if I like him, but I do know that when I thought about how Nikos had left him beneath all the guilt and sympathy for him. I felt a bit… not happy but content with the idea he wouldn't be spoken for anymore." Yang looked to the Schnee surprised before groaning.

"Good Oum Weiss, why couldn't you just want Vomitboy for a rebound then, I wouldn't feel so shitty for wanting a piece of Ladykiller!" the heiress looked the brawlers way red-faced.

"L-like I said I'm not sure whether-"

"Bullshit Schnee! Your blushing worse than you ever did for phobia boy." Weiss retort died in her throat before she covered her face clearly embarrassed.

"Oh gods why him? Why that dolt! That incompetent, idiotic, courageous dunce of a knight!" Yang poked the blushing heiress's cheek.

"I heard that last part Weisscream." In response the white-haired huntress curled in on herself, Yang rolled her eyes before regretfully deciding to do the right thing.

"Look, I think you and me both know what we want." Weiss reluctantly nodded looking like she'd bitten into something particularly bitter.

"But I also don't wanna get into a fight over this, no matter how much I like V.B., I'd never want a guy to get between friends, especially since you've only recently become bearable." The Heiress sent the blonde a scolding glare, but Yang shrugged it off and continued noting her teammate's slow nod.

"So here's what I'd say we do. How about we both just tell him, no sneaking behind each other's back or fighting. We just tell Vomitboy we're into him and let him decide, after all at this point it is sort of his choice." Yang wanted to complain a bit after all Jaune had liked Weiss during his earlier months and she was sure at least some of those sentiments held. But she wasn't about to try some dirty tricks against her friend even if it put her at a disadvantage.

Weiss looked shocked at first but after several moments of internal debate she hesitantly nodded. The two took a breather before stepping out toward the bar once more a bit nervous and even a tad scared but mostly flustered over the hell of a confidence boost Vomitboy would be feeling in a moment.

The two stopped wide-eyed when they looked before them to see the sight of Jaune sitting at the table a bit out of his element as on either side of the blond were identical twins.

"So like, do you have a girlfriend?"


Siegnir: Glad to hear, will probably be a minute before I add to Forlorn Knight again but for this one its finale should be next.

campione278: Well she can't control what team SSSN does. Glad you brought that up though I just haven't shown things on Pyrrha's end.

HalloweenJackal0w0: Okay I apologize if I made it seem like Pyrrha was doing anything to hurt Jaune's reputation, that's not the case, it was Mistral, her fans and the like who did this. Since her being their champion makes them want to believe in her and makeup excuses. Neptune though... MAwhaha I can't wait. Now unfortunately ultimately this is going to probably end next chapter, as it's not really meant to be a whole story. truth be told it was supposed to be a long lemony one-shot like Frosted Knight was originally suppose to be. so sorry to disappoint.

Well next should be the conclusion to this... Hm? what would you call this... a four-shot? Whatever until then. bye.