Shiro first though was pain. That was the only thing he was feeling. His head hurt and his muscles ached. That being said while he body was cold his left hand was warm and he had something pleasant under his head.
His right hand wandered around trying to find the pillow he was using. Instead it found an odd thing. It reminded him of an ear but he wasn't certain. The more he felt it the more he liked it. It was warm and a little fuzzy. He was soon gently rubbing it between his index finger and thumb.
When he heard what sounded like a cat he went rigid, at the same time his soft pillow moved and his face dropped to the bed. Realising that something was very wrong Shiro shot backwards reaching for his weapon only to find that he was without it. When he heard the click of a safety being disengaged he turned. To see Blake leveling a pistol at him, she was turning several shades of red and it didn't take Shiro long to figure out why.
They had been sleeping together and he started to play with one of her ears. That fact that she made a sound that in hindsight was most akin to mewling kitten was very embarrassing. It was also very, very cute not that he was going to say that. He was trying to balance not looking terrified of the fact that Blake had a gun trained on his heart with the fact that he was terrified of the fact that Blake had a gun trained on his heart.
He wanted to avoid getting shot but the face he was making wasn't helping. He could feel the grin that spread as Blake started to look more and more flustered. Holding his hands out in a hopefully disarming way Shiro said. "Let's just go our separate ways and act like this never happened. Does that sound good?"
Blake thought about what he said and whether Shiro knew it or not she sensed his fear. That combined with the fact that she had begun to remember what happened the night before seemed to change something in her.
Not lowering the gun in the slightest Blake started walking to Shiro. Only now her flushed face had been replaced with a smile that was almost… predatory. Whatever it was sent a shiver down Shiro spine. A shiver that scared him more because he wasn't sure if it had come out of fear.
What Shiro had forgotten was that last night he and Blake did a lot of talking. Blake was much better about holding her liquor and her tongue than Shiro so by the end of the night she had learned enough about him that she was confident she could get whatever she wanted out of him.
And confident she was as she strolled across the room when she reached him she kept the gun pointed at him and thumb-cocked the hammer. Shiro loved danger and risk, And if the gasp that escaped his lips was any indication then she was right. He had his fun getting her to meow at him and she was gonna get her payback.
Reaching up to whisper in his ear she said. "What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" if Yang ever found out that she made a pun there would be no stopping her but nobody would ever believe Shiro if he told them and that was part of why she did it. Just as he was about to say something Blake pulled the trigger and the hammer dropped on the transfer bar and forced the firing pin to strike nothing but air.
Blake had remembered that the gun was unloaded shortly after she grabbed it, it felt too light. (not that she was going to tell Shiro that. Blake didn't need to look down to know that she had gotten Shiro's "attention".
Looking at the pistol and pretending to be disappointed in its failure to fire she turned and sauntered out of the room. She felt Shiro's eyes moving up and down on her as she did so. That would normally earn him verbal lashing but given the circumstance she could forgive it.
Once she had closed the door she took off for her dorm. She had been acting confident but she was honestly a nervous wreck about everything she just did. She burst open the door to find Weiss sitting at her desk staring at a napkin like it held the secrets to life.
"I don't understand how did she do this?" Weiss asked, looking the napkin over and copying more stuff from it onto a sheet of paper.
Blake was about to ask what Weiss was doing when Ruby explained. "Yang is actually really good at math; she just hates doing it."
Blake looked at the napkin expecting to see a scrawling of numbers. Instead she saw a table of equations. But in the equations where not numbers but names. At the end of each equation was a number and a percent
Seeing that Blake was confused Weiss elaborated. "Yang filled this out last night while you were chatting up Shiro. I looked at it and after a few minutes I noticed that when you cross the back with the names on the front you get solid arithmetic."
Weiss noticed that Blake was still confused so she handed Blake the napkin. Upon turning it over she saw several names and lists of traits they had as well as the effect of those traits on other traits.
At the end of lists there was a series of numbers and symbols. "What the hell is this?" Blake asked. She could tell that Yang had been screening people for something but she couldn't tell what.
There was a knock at the door that drew everyone's attention. It was Shiro and he looked traumatized. "Ruby, I just saw more of Yang, Jaune, and Pyrrha than I ever needed to and I think I need to die for a minute. Blake looked back at the napkin and saw that the equation for Jaune and Pyrrha had been circled. It was also a pretty high number and percent.
Ruby for her part seemed to understand what Shiro meant so she walked over and guided him to her bed before getting him to lay down and gently running her hand through his hair. Blake was confused and then realized that she hadn't seen Yang yet and that she and Shiro had been in team JNPR's dorm.
Heading to Team SNOW's dorm she saw that the door was open and Jaune, Pyrrha, and Yang were all sleeping naked in a pile on the bed. The sheets and blankets were a charred mess off to the side which had been Yang's doing.
Shaking her head in confusion Blake calmly closed the door and returned to her dorm. She was going to let the three of them sort that mess out later. Right now she needed to get back to her room and go from there.
A lot of last night was still blank and she wanted to put the pieces together.
…
Pyrrha woke up with a headache but she got over it when she saw that she was sleeping next to Jaune, she didn't remember most of last night on account of all the drinking that was done. (she made a mental note to "thank" Coco for that later)
A smile crept over her face when she realized that she was sleeping with Jaune. After their little talk she had been thinking alot about her team leader. And the more she thought about him the more she liked the thought of him. It seemed a little cliche but they seemed like they were meant for each other.
He was the only person who understood how she felt. Granted it was for a very different reason than her but all the same he understood her. Her thinking and smiling stopped when she saw that Jaune seemed to have more hair than usual. That was until she noticed that all the extra hair wasn't Jaune's but Yang's.
Pyrrha almost jumped out of her skin when she saw Yang sleeping just to Jaune's right. Pyrrha had draped ehr head over Jaune's chest but Yang seemed content in the little crevice made by his right arm and right side.
It was at this time that Pyrrha also realized that they were all very naked. Now she did jump a little. Yang seemed undisturbed by her actions but she was certain Jaune wasn't. Sure enough when she looked he seemed to be wide awake and doing his best to figure out what he needed to do to handle this situation.
"How long have you been awake?" Jaune asked.
"Maybe a few minutes, I don't really know you?"
"I have been awake for the past," he took a moment to look at the clock on the wall before answering. " seven hours."
Apart of Pyrrha felt bad. He had been sitting here for the past seven hours either trying to figure out what to do or just waiting for them to wake up.
"Why not wake us up?" she asked him.
"Honestly the two of you both looked too damn cute to wake up. Actually looking at Juane for the first time this morning Pyrrha noticed several odd small circles over his chest, and arms.
Like he was reading her mind he explained. "My armor is bolted to my body but that means that I have several screwports. I think those would have made last night's activities very uncomfortable so at some point I took off the armor and installed the fillers."
When he finished speaking Pyrrha started to panic. "Last night's activities." rang in her head. She wasn't completely certain of what happened but if Juane's tone, the fact that she was sore in some very odd places, and of course their collective nakedness left little to be debated.
"I know I spent a few hours panicking just like that, don't worry I think I have a plan." Jaune's voice betrayed just how nervous he was about his "Plan" but that being said the only thing that seemed to be keeping them here was Yang,
Reaching out Pyrrha firmly shoved the sleeping blonde who roused slightly before stretching out and either on accident or purpose nobody knows she used her right hand to push Pyrrha's face away and her left to roll herself up into the space the champion had been occupying
"Morning handsome," she whispered, gently pressing her lips against Jaune's. After a moment she seemed to realize that another person was here and when her head snapped to look at Pyrrha her eyes seemed to widen in shock and fear.
Shock at what most likely happened last night and fear at the fact that a four time mistriallin champion was staring death into her eyes. Yang froze for a moment trying to decide what to do. After some thinking she decided that if she was in for a penny she was in for a pound so she went back to cuddling into Jaune and occasionally kissing the side of his neck.
This put Jaune in a very uneasy situation. He wasn't the most emotionally literate person but he knew that he was in a position to do a lot of damage to both Yang and Pyrrha. True they all put each other in this mess but that didn't change the fact that he seemed to be the object being fought over.
Reaching his left hand over he made a point of rubbing Pyrrha's back between her shoulder blades. This act for some reason alerted the champion to the fact that none of them were wearing any clothes.
Now normally this would turn her into a blushing mess. Incapable of stringing together a complete sentence. But after last night she was surprisingly comfortable in this state, she was fairly sure that Jaune and Yang weren't however and she was going to use that to her advantage.
Getting out of bed she started for the bathroom saying. "I'm taking a shower, feel free to join me." she could feel Jaune's eyes follow her and that was what she was going for. Starting the hot water she made sure to keep the door open hoping to draw someone in.
Yang seemed to think about everything and after a moment she rolled out of bed and said. "I like that idea." before following Pyrrha. Jaune was trying to figure out what he was going to do when a strange man who smelled of liquor burst into the room yelling about how he was here to see his party child niece.
Yang, who had just made it to the bathroom, looked at him and shrieked before running into the bathroom to get a towel.
Jaune didn't know who this man was but Yang was scared of him so that left little alternative on his part. Launching from the bed he wrapped his arms around the man's waist as he sunk his hips and drove with his feet.
This had the effect of Qrow being rammed out into the hallway while he was trying to stuff a takedown from what he could only assume was a buffalo made human. When Qrow felt his back break into the drywall across from the door he posted with his left hand the left side of the Jaune's head planning to crack his right elbow into the back of the boy's neck.
That didn't happen since when he brought his right elbow down Jaune slipped to Qrow's right ending up in a side clinch position which he then used to perform a lateral drop style throw that sent Qrow flying through the air and back into the room they had just left.
Qrow landed and tried to get back to feet but when he was still on his hands and knees Jaune came through from behind snaking his right arm around the inside of Qrow's left leg and driving his shoulder into Qrow's ass breaking down the base that Qrow had and smashing Qrow's face into the floor.
Qrow struggled to his feet only to realize too late that he was being played. With his right hand Jaune lifted and performed a powerful overhand toss sending Qrow crashing back into the floor.
Qrow rolled back to a sprawl and was reaching for his weapon when Jaune kept his chest heavy on Qrow's back and spun to a back side position. Qrow's sword was in his hand when Yang now wrapped in a towel started yelling at them both to stop.
They did but with a clear amount of distrust for each other. After they had taken a few steps away from each other Yang introduced them. "Uncle Qrow this is Jaune, Jaune this is my uncle Qrow.
"Yang," Qrow growled. "Who the fuck is this and why isn't he wearing any clothes?"
Stepping between them Yang crossed her arms and said. "I already told you his name is Jaune and as for why he isn't wearing any clothes, well when I remember all of last night I will let you know."
Qrow looked like he was about to say something when he suddenly realized something more important. Quickly leaning around Yang to see Jaune he asked. "What's your last name son?"
Without hesitation the answer was shot back with pride. "Jaune Micheal Arc"
Qrow's already pale face went even paler. Turning back to Yang he said. "You two had sex last night right?"
Yang shockingly seemed a little gun shy about the whole thing, looking down and refusing to speak so Jaune had to answer the question. "Yes, we did, or at least as far as I can remember."
"Oh Fuck," Qrow muttered under his breath.
"I heard that a lot last night" Jaune said nodding as though he was just starting to remember that part. Turning to Yang he said. "Not from you but still, who would have figured that she'd be the foul mouthed one?"
Yang seemed to agree with him and was about to speak when Qrow interrupted. "You two realy don't understand what you two have gotten yourselves into do you?"
Jaune looked back at Qrow. "I do but I don't think they do, at least not yet."
Yang turned to Jaune with a concerned face and asked. "What do you mean?"
Ignoring her for a second he turned to Qrow and said. "You need to leave."
Not wanting to see what came next or argue with the man who just tossed him like a salad. Qrow left the room and headed to make sure that Ruby was still okay.
"So what do you need to tell me about?" Yang asked.
"Let's see about that shower first," Jaune countered.
…
Shiro was sitting in the cafeteria trying to figure out what had gone on last night. All that he could recall was that he and his team went out drinking with JNPR RWBY and CFVY. by the time they were done he was sloshed and heading back to Beacon.
Everything else was a blur until he woke up with Blake. That whole experience still had him a little shaken. Something about the way that she had held the gun and spoke had gotten his "attention"
Sipping his coffee Shiro did some thinking. He still had to find his team and then he needed to get Jaune, Yang, and Pyrrha out of his dorm. He was also gonna have to burn Olivia's bed but then again Yang had done a decent job of that all on her own.
The horror of seeing his cousin naked hit him again and he almost threw up. What made it worse was the fact that Yang was fucking hot. Sure she was his cousin but that didn't change the immediate thoughts that ran through his mind when he saw her.
His scroll rang thankfully pulling him from his torment. It was Olivia and when he answered she looked like Hell, her hair was a mess and she had a black eye.
"OLIVIA, where are you!" Shiro yelled.
"I'm good. I'm at the 11th Atlas Sky Corps' barracks. I met up with a few of them last night and after a few good rounds in the ring we headed back to the barracks. I'll be home soon," before Shiro could speak she turned to see someone off screen "you want round five bitch BRING IT!" she screamed before hanging up.
Olivia seemed to be okay that left Willow and Naomi. Finding Willow was likely to help find Naomi since Willow was the only one sober last night. Reaching for his scroll he noticed that there was someone sitting at the far table of the cafeteria and upon further inspection he noticed that it was Willow.
Walking over to her he was instantly worried. She looked shell shocked. Her eyes were bulged out and she seemed to be rocking in place slightly. "Willow what's wrong?" Shiro asked. He reached out a hand and gently grabbed one of her's.
"My brother and I have a mental link on account of us being twins." she said hoping that she wasn't going to need to explain any further.
Understanding dawned on him as he figured out that Willow felt all of last night. And she was probably getting some very confusing signals about Yang and Pyrrha. "I understand." Shiro responded giving her hand a light squeeze. "I found the three of them this morning."
"Do you know where Naomi is?" he pressed trying to change the subject.
"She left with that monkey Faunus from yesterday," even though she answered her eyes still looked like they had when he first walked over.
"Willow is everything okay?" Shiro asked, moving his hand up to her shoulder.
She shook her head slightly saying. " I… I… I just need a hug,"
It was an odd request but one that Shiro understood. Ruby also needed such treatment whenever she was shaken. Sitting down next to her he wrapped both his arms around her and much to his shock she managed to weasel her way into his lap before he could figure out what she was doing.
This was even odder but honestly not too out of the ordinarily strange. That was until he noticed that she was wiggling around in a very sensitive spot. Shiro was about to speak when he smelled something.
Alcohol, Willow reeked of it. That didn't make any sense she wasn't drinking last night or at least not that Shiro could remember. He doubted that her link with Jaune was that strong but when he looked at her coffee he had an idea. "Can I have some of your coffee?" he asked.
Without really thinking Willow answered with a little shrug and an affirmative nod. Reaching one of his arms out he picked up the cup and took a sip. Shiro knew coffee and he knew whiskey. Willow's whiskey seemed to have been spiked with coffee. Setting the cup back down, Shiro moved to counter Willow's most recent attempt of wiggling deeper into his lap.
An uneasy feeling crept over Shiro as he leaned back slightly and asked. "Willow is there something on your mind?"
Instead of answering his question she asked her own. "Do you think I'm pretty?" Shiro knew a bear trap when one was set in front of him. There was no way for him to answer that question.
"Is there something you need Willow?" he asked again hoping that if he changed his wording she would give him an answer.
"You would have sex with me right?"
Shiro almost did a spit take with the coffee he had swallowed ten seconds ago. He was ready to hear a lot of things but not that. "Why are you asking?" he countered.
At this point he was in damage control mode. There was no version of this talk that didn't hurt someone. The first thing he needed to do was figure out what he was standing in.
"My brother is falling in love and we have always done everything together so I started thinking about things and well, you're an amazing person. You're funny, and under your shell of bravado you're a good man" as she spoke she was inching closer and even if he didn't want to admit it Shiro wasn't pulling away.
After all, Willow was one of the best people he had ever known. Not to mention she was stunningly beautiful. It was her eyes that he was lost in at the moment. They were captivating, they were also getting closer.
When Shiro felt Willow's lips set against his, he froze. He had kissed a girl of course but that was a one time thing when he and Yang were eight years old and they vowed to never speak of it again.
He was thawed by the sound of a cup crashing to the floor. Turning to see what happened he saw Blake standing there with a look that Shiro could only describe as betrayed. Something was wrong but he wasn't sure what it was. Quickly sliding out from under Willow he sprang to his feet saying. "Blake I don't know what you're thinking but…" Shiro stalled out when he realized that he had absolutely no idea why Blake would look like she did. All they had done last night was talk. It wasn't like he had said or done anything serious.
All at once the fact that he didn't remember all of last night became a very important thing in his mind. What if he had said or something serious. Before he could answer Blake turned away and ran off too fast for him to catch.
That was when he heard Willow making some kind of noise. When he turned around he saw that she was crying. "You love her don't you?" she asked.
Shiro was about to answer with a very confused sound when Willow got up and rang crying in the other direction.
Sitting down uncertain of what to do but getting ready for all Hell to break loose, Shiro was about to reach for Willow's coffee cup when a gruff voice from behind him said. "Don't even think about it"
Before he could see who it was his father's arm reached in front of him and picked up the cup. Taking a whiff of it he muttered. " where did she get this much booze from?" before shotgunning the whole cup.
Taking a seat next to his son Qrow said. "You just stepped in it, I watched the whole thing."
Looking at his father Shiro spat "Really now what gave you that Idea?"
"The fact that you just sent an Arc girl crying and most likely running for her brother amongst other things."
Even as he said them, Qrow's words didn't really register. They were drowned out by the sound of what Shiro could only imagine was a roar from the other end of school. Jaune had seen Willow and got her to say something most likely his name.
"A very angry wrestler who is stronger than he has any right to be is on his way here right now to beat my soul from my body," turning to his father Shiro asked. "Any words of wisdom?"
"Start running," Qrow said.
Shiro was on his feet less than a second later and it was a good thing too since Jaune was now at the main entrance of the cafeteria and was making a bee line for Shiro. The chase was on and thankfully all Shiro had to do was make it to a teacher and he would most likely be saved.
…
It was almost as though whatever supreme force governed the universe had a sense of humor because Jaune was right on Shiro's heel when both boys rounded a corner and ran headlong into Professor Peter Port and Dr. Bartholomew Oobleck.
When Shiro hit Port he simply bounced off the man like he had been a stone wall. Jaune on the other hand barrelled through the space Dr. Oobleck had once occupied. The hyper professor having moved out of the way just in time.
The fear in Shiro's eyes and the death in Jaune's Port asked them "Boys what seems to be the matter here?"
It was Jaune who answered first shouting "Professor, this half hearted mongrel had the audacity to steal my sister's love and then break her heart without a second thought on the matter. I must rip his lungs from his chest and his spine from his back!"
Stepping between the two of them Port said. Alright let's settle this as men should. Leading the boys to a part of the school they had never been to. It was an old service elevator and after prying open a hidden Panel a secret button was revealed. Port pressed the button and they were off to the hidden place of Beacon. "Fort Port"