Chapter 68: The two strides
There's something about the Vytal Festival that always made me think about Wrestling.
Jaune looked at his teammates as they looked ready to fight, Pyrrha busy with adjusting her weapon scope a little, Nora doing the final adjustments to her own weapon, the Vytal Festival going to unleash a stressful few days on their system. Even if he wasn't going to be on their team next year, he was still going to do a showing at the Vytal Festival, looking at the other members of Beacon's teams that had been selected for the Vytal Festival.
'Luckily, I took out Cinder and her team, or it would've been a bloodbath or something...'
He was assuredly not looking forward to Cinder Fall doing whatever dastardly thing she had planned, as he fiddled with his own rifle's scope, his eyes checking out the hoodie that hung on the peg, the dark fabric marked with the mark of the SDC and the White Fang. It might not look like much, but it was what he'd been handed by Willow, with a very strictly phrased 'Wear this, Hero of Vale'.
That made enough sense for him to go and wear it, as he slid the hoodie on and he tested it out a little.
'Promotional material or not...'
He knew that they'd have to make a great showing.
"It'll be fine, Jaune. Once we graduate, we can be a team again."
He wasn't sure whether that would be the case, since they'd be assigned a different member to their team, since he had been dismissed from the academy. It hurt a little but his team seemed to trust him more than the teachers, Pyrrha smiling mysteriously at him when he grumbled about being removed from Beacon, giving that smile and 'Of course, Jaune.'.
"I know. I'm still not happy with how things went... It's..."
It was unfair. He had done everything to keep his teacher alive, even if he'd broken her set rules to bring her back to Beacon.
"Jaune... no matter what, you'll always be our leader. If we're required to have a Huntsman to apprentice under for a week, would you be willing to?"
He would probably be able to get a good spot in one of the other Academies if he applied, but right now he was going to promise them that.
'I can always try.'
He'd be getting in through some of his connections with Sienna and Willow, since he'd be going to Atlas Academy or maybe Haven academy.
"I'll try? I mean... I don't know yet where I'll be."
Nora smirked at him.
"I call dibs on bunking in your tent. Our brave glorious Huntsman leader!"
Nora was someone that didn't have any shyness about her, as Jaune was pretty sure that he'd not be able to graduate in a single year. That'd be breaking some sort of record...
He was not learned enough to be able to undertake serious missions like that, and he'd probably have Sienna grabbing his shirt and going 'No, Jaune Arc, you will learn, you will be within reach and I will make love to you every night!'
Sienna was passionate like that, as Jaune got up from his seat, his eyes adjusting a little as he pulled the hoodie back. He knew that wearing a hoodie was perhaps a callback to how he'd started out, with a hoodie, a damn burger and one of the most beautiful and beastly women giving him a shot at becoming a Huntsman.
'How time flies...'
Professor Goodwitch was going to be alright, she had shown him her appreciation during that little session, and Willow had offered the suggestion that they'd only inform Sienna after the Vytal Festival had been over, due to her rather volatile temper and the teacher not needing a frenzied Sienna kicking down her classroom door and going 'YOU FUCKED MY MAN!'.
Jaune had offered that Sienna had a bit more self control than that, but he was pretty certain that the High Leader of the White Fang would have at least stormed down to his mother's house, grabbed him and then dragged him to the bedroom and then not let up on his groin until she had beat Glynda's time.
Sienna was wonderful when she wasn't in an upset mood, though. His sisters were getting adjusted to Sienna's presence, even with Saphron and Terra having stayed for the Vytal Festival, and Eve becoming a near-permanent fixture.
For some reason, he still had access to the facilities at Beacon, staying there from time to time, since the preparation for the Vytal Festival still had to continue. They were a team, and he was their leader.
Entering the stadium with the opponents that they would be facing, spotting a team from Vacuo academy, a group of women that looked like they were in their first or second year, one of them wielding a dagger, as her red hair and her expression looked quite fiery, standing on the opposite side.
"And for our fourth contest of wits and wile, we have team NDGO, headed by Nebula Violette as its brave and courageous leader, from Shade Academy in Vacuo! I am Peter Port, with at my side, Professor Theodore, Headmaster of Shade Academy."
Jaune glanced up at the man sitting on the announcer's booth, a man in his forties that looked like one of those superhero comic guys who aged out of the business.
"Just Theodore, please."
Jaune looked at the opposing team, taking them in. Knowledge was power, as he watched the stands, checking the section where his family sat, Sienna somewhere in the audience as well.
She'd impressed upon him that she'd be watching but that she had to prepare for her own match with Ghira and him after the champions of the Vytal Festival had been announced.
"And in the corner for Beacon, team JNPR, led by Jaune Arc, a promising prospect for the future defenders of humanity! Theodore, your thoughts on the students arranged to fight? Shall we give them a hint as to the battle that they shall fight?"
The older professor with many years of battle experience spoke like he was entertained by the thought, while the Headmaster seemed to look at them.
"They are fine students. Jaune Arc has a reputation as a person who has aided the Valean law enforcement with a ghastly case, while Team NDGO's Dew Gayl has been instrumental in ensuring that a border incursion from the Vacuan Bandit tribes was answered with due force, so I cannot say much about their capabilities other than their proven skills."
The tactical briefing about the team's capacity was expected, but Jaune took no joy in it. He watched as the other team seemed to contemplate them for a moment, the four women giving them looks that were not too pleasant, Jaune could tell that there was some distaste in their eyes for them.
"And on the field of battle, they shall meet! I hope they are ready to go and fight, because it is going to be fiery and frosty for them! A battle of duel ice and fire, as they fight for dominance on the field! Teams... Get ready to rumble!"
Jaune checked his teammates, nodding at them. Pyrrha didn't wear her green hat, because the hat would get lost anyways due to the combat, and the fabric wasn't proof of anything. Mistralian culture or not, it was still something that she observed cautiously.
A battlefield appeared before them, heat and cold mixing in the air, as he saw the prepared stage for them, the technology something of a marvel, as he watched his opposition leap down.
"Alright guys, let's get down. I'll provide tactical support, Pyrrha, you're guarding the Flank. Ren? Nora? You're going to take care of them if they get too close."
His rifle clicked into active mode, as he slotted in two magazines, flicking the HUD up, as he pulled the eyepiece out, the targeting modus immediately activating, thumbing on the receivers for their team.
'Thank you, Schnee Dust Company Tech Division.'
He stood tall, waiting for the signal.
"LET THE BATTLE BEGIN! FIGHT!"
The four women immediately spread out in some formation that Jaune could see would allow them to strike at individual targets, his eyes catching sight of them moving to target the weakest member of their team, Ren faking being the weakest one, as he raised his rifle. The display flickered, as the small mechanical voice announced the rifle going into one of the alternate modes that had been put into it.
"Activating launcher mode."
The barrel broadened and he felt the rounds click, before he unleashed a shot, the Dust rounds glowing in the air, before the barrage of Fire Dust crashed down on one of the positions where one of the team members should currently be at, the sound of surprise coming from the woman's loud scream as she exploded, the display showing that Octavia Ember had been eliminated, the barrel shifting back to proper form, as the three remaining members came out in force, Pyrrha blocking one with her shield, before Milo stabbed at the team leader, who dodged out the way, Jaune's eyes picking out Nora and Ren immediately switching their stances, just like they'd practiced.
Ren, who had given the appearance of being the frailest, while still being frail when it came to a man-to-man brawl, changed his stance to a more agile one that used his natural agility based on the springiness of his toes, something that he'd said something about involving yoh-ga or some other Mistralian art, blocking one of the throwing knives with a palm and an Aura burst, before Nora went and intercepted the ballerina-like member of team NDGO, the young woman screaming as Magnhild met her with an eloquent little crunch. Already, Jaune was sure of their victory, as there were two left. Pyrrha was suddenly thrown away by a gale of Wind Dust, as the blonde and the blue-haired huntresses in training gathered up.
"And Octavia Ember and Gwen Darcy have been eliminated! It is now a tense standoff between team JNPR and the remaining two members, as Pyrrha Nikos has been thrown away by a gale kicked up by Dew Gayle's weapon, as miss Violette charges for the team leader!"
He could see the tornado forming, the woman shooting right at him, as he threw his rifle up, closed his eyes and then took a firm stance, the crossbow changing to a sword, as he reached out and felt for that Semblance, feeling the power inside his chest rise, as he tensed up and then moved.
Glynda Goodwitch was very adept at using her Semblance to create a near-impenetrable wall of force around her for a quick burst. He was not as adept at her, but he had a massive Aura reserve waiting to be used, as the air seemed to harden for an instant, as he thrust his arms out.
Her Aura flickered and died as she was arrested in the air and then dropped, choking as the air inside her lungs had hardened as well, as he'd forced the air to harden, breathing out again and then watching her struggle.
"And with a burst of Wind Dust, Team JNPR's leader has knocked out Nebula Violette, leaving miss Gayle to fight the members of team JNPR alone!"
Jaune placed a hand on the young woman's head and pulsed his Aura through her, as he saw her breathing immediately become easier and less strained, Jaune's expression concerned, as he looked at the blonde, who was being toyed with.
"Nora, just hammer her. She's already lost the match."
There was a deafening smashing sound, as Jaune offered a hand to the girl on the ground, who took it, groaning a little.
"That was some trick you pulled there."
He nodded, as he assisted her to the exit, letting them get off the stage. Since the stage was changed every battle, it didn't really matter all that much, but Jaune had to consider who he'd send off.
"Wind tends to cancel itself out. If you put enough Aura in a Dust crystal, it'll blow up, and the feeling of that happening is like you're slamming into a brick wall. Well... I guess."
He had too much Aura to really notice it, as he could hear the cheers from the audience, Pyrrha carrying the blonde over her shoulder, while Ren and Nora retrieved their fallen opponents.
"Damn, I never thought that other Academies could have a cool guy like you... So, you single?"
Jaune laughed. Sienna and Willow most definitely considered him theirs, and he was assured of the two of them not being afraid to say so.
"Afraid not, my girlfriends would have a serious issue with you trying to sneak in. They're amazing, but I'm afraid that they won't let a girl like you into this whole cage match."
His voice was broadcast suddenly, the last remark sounding through the stadium, as Professor Port had announced something about wanting a comment.
"And I am sure that they will be happy to see your victory, Mister Arc! Beacon's finest, with Jaune Arc representing Beacon, sportsmanship like and as a Huntsman should be!"
Nebula gave a groan.
"Of course a guy like you would be taken already. Damn, those girls are lucky to have you on their team."
Jaune laughed.
"I'm afraid that they're both a little older than me. In age, at least. You never stood a chance."
Someone shouted 'I love you too, honey!' and Jaune could see Eve standing there, holding a banner with 'JNPR RULES, OTHER SCHOOLS DROOL!' on it, and a top worn that exposed her midriff, her impressive bust bouncing, Nebula raising an eyebrow.
"Ah, Faunus. Damn. I'm not gay, but she'd make me go gay."
Due to the microphone being on, her words were broadcast through the stadium, Jaune giving a wry grin.
"Well... Everyone needs a cheerleading squad. It's complicated between the two of us."
Eve, not to be outdone, shouted something that was lost in the din of applause and cheers.
"I think she just shouted something about it being 'as complicated as getting your pants off and getting me off', but I could be wrong. Not so super at the lip reading part yet. Great for sandstorms and the like, but a bit harder to learn when you're still a first-year."
That made sense for him, as he got to the side.
"And with that word from our sponsor, we come to the closing remarks. Miss Violette, Mister Arc? Some closing words, please?"
He turned to the screen, spotting his face on the camera.
"That was a great fight. I'm glad I got to test out the mortar option for my weapon."
He was pretty sure that that wasn't what the people wanted to hear, but he could geek out a bit about his weapon.
'Wait until they see the fun little toy that I got.'
It might not exactly be something that most people would appreciate, but he sure as hell knew that a lot of people would think it kick-ass.
Crocea Mors wasn't done with him... neither was he done with it.
'I'm going to be amazing.'
"Oh, and I want to thank my team for being amazing. Really, let's go and blow the others up in the next round, guys."
It was perhaps ironic that Nora's whoop of 'You got it, boss!' was louder than she had intended, in the sudden silence that had came, as Nebula chuckled.
"Someone's happy... Ah. Even though I lost, these guys were better than me. So, yeah, better luck next time in two years. Theodore, we're gonna kick this punk's ass next time."
The Headmaster laughed in the weirdest and peculiar manner, as he excitedly spoke something that seemed to be more of an advertisement for some sort of... cape polish? Jaune walked into the locker room and saw that he had one guest ready to attend to.
"Congratulations on winning, Mister Arc."
Glynda Goodwitch in her full uniform stood there at the ready, her heels perfectly spaced, as he saw Ren and Nora shiftily glance at him, as he smiled.
"Next time... Try to focus it around you like a sheet. If she was not with her Aura, you could have caved her chest in. Telekinesis is not a Semblance that has a gentle touch. It requires dedication and practice, and you can control everything that you see with your will."
Sienna absolutely must not know about Glynda and him until after the vacation had started for Beacon. Sienna would be definitely annoyed at him for meeting Glynda like this, as the woman mustered a small smile.
"Now, for the reason I have come here... Tomorrow evening, after the final match, Headmaster Ozpin shall give a speech, with you, Miss Schnee and Miss Khan present. Afterwards, your little exhibition match versus Ghira Belladonna and High Leader Khan shall take place. The Headmaster has requested that you meet with him soon. Since the duo matches are tomorrow afternoon, you have some time to enjoy yourself with your family and relations."
Glynda Goodwitch moved with the grace of a disciplinarian, stalking out of the locker room, turning her head at him and he felt a pinch on his buttock, before ghostly fingers traced over his thighs, giving him a squeeze between the legs.
'Yeah... I think I am catnip for older women.'
He'd joked about that once with Willow, who had actually given it some thought and mused aloud that perhaps they should get a litter box for Sienna set up. She had visited mom's house again privately, and she and mom had been talking about something to do with the budget.
Mom's spending was going down, thankfully.
Sienna was bored out of her mind. Seeing kids fling each other through the ring was a little bit less boring than sitting through another of the fancy parties, her eyes glancing at Ghira as he sat there, Kali patting his thigh, smiling at him.
"Have a drink. You need to be well-hydrated. Vale is different from Menagerie, Ghira."
The woman could be so affectionate to her husband. Sienna frowned a little, as she wanted to check her Scroll, Willow having sent her a picture of a litter box a few times, with a caption of 'Which colour do you want it?', with a big grin accompanying her face during a selfie. Sienna had given a very coarse verbal response, but it had not been very effective on the other woman. They were opposites and she had less rein on her temper than Willow did though the woman had admitted at some points in time that she wished she could be a little bit less restrained.
'Nothing wrong with beating them up until they obey...'
She was a little bit upset with Jaune's lack of communication about things, since she was busy with the preparations for the battle that would be coming afterwards, Ghira groaning a little as he drank the smoothie that Kali had prepared for him.
"Thank you, Kali. You're so good to me... I don't deserve a wife like you."
Sienna was going to object to the whole 'brutalizing her boyfriend/future husband' thing, having a brief flash of herself sitting at the table with Jaune, rubbing his thigh and telling him that he was going to be alright, that their six or seven children were going to look after them when they were old and grey and that she would be there with him.
"I love you, Ghira."
The sweet smile that Kali gave to her husband was something that made Sienna wonder whether she could do something similar.
"Know that I don't want to see you hurt. There was this really big explosion..."
Ghira was a brawler, with his massive shape able to pin a Faunus down. If it was like in his prime, Jaune would hardly stand to take more than a few blows from the man.
"Ghira..."
She spoke up, as the man looked at her, sweating a little, rubbing his hand over his forehead.
"I know, Sienna... Even if you're our daughter now."
The man smiled, rubbing it in once more about the little mistake that Mrs Arc had made by thinking them to be her parents. Not that it didn't make Sienna feel good, of course, to accept them as her parents, but still!
"Hm. I'm not-"
The man smiled, as Kali fed him some more of the smoothie.
"I'm going to make you feel really good later, my widdle little fuzzy Ghirey-weerey."
The pet names were embarrassing though. The man made a sound in the throaty purr that came with him, as he drank the offered smoothie. Kali could pack away the food, but Ghira was a sparse eater, modest in what he ate. Kali did prepare a lot of food when they were having a little gathering with the upper leadership, the man not wholly without an appetite, as Kali hummed softly, drinking some of her own strawberry smoothie.
"Sienna, dear? I made one for you too. It'll make you get a little bit more pep. Your boyfriend is fighting soon, oh, this will be fun!"
Jaune was her boyfriend. She made a face of control, as several of the human VIP's gave her a weird look, Sienna unassailable, as she watched the fracas unfold below.
"AND KATT TAKES DOWN THE MISTRALIAN BRAWLER!"
A Faunus girl with a tail was beating down her opponents, while her teammates continued with their fight, Sienna giving a lazy little groan at the sight of the fighting, while the members of the team from Atlas seemed to do their best to take the last one down.
"AND NOW, WE HAVE A BRIEF INTERMISSION BEFORE THE FOURTH MATCH!"
Sienna stretched a little and checked her messages, Willow sitting in the Atlas section of the VIP boxes, her daughter Winter at her side, a little too far for Sienna to make out the expression on her face, yet she did not think too much about the consequences yet.
'I am going to send you something nice, Sienna.'
She typed back an irritated message to the Menace from Atlas.
'If it is another picture of a litter box, I will take a shit on your chest, Schnee. I do not need a litter box!'
Willow was a menace to her patience, as she saw a picture of Jaune flicker onto the screen, bent over a desk that she did not recognize with some sort of rope around his wrists, a hand grabbing his junk, Sienna's frustration rising immediately, because that hand did not belong to her or to Willow. Willow wouldn't be caught dead with nail polish like that.
'Who is that?! Schnee!'
She was going to commit a war crime on whoever that was! It was a woman's hand, of course, since men had big hands, and she searched around for anyone that could see what she was looking at, Kali peering at her screen and giving a soft chuckle.
Sienna inspected Kali's nail polish, just in case. After the Foot Incident, Kali was on the 'naughty' list, even if Ghira had been very understanding about it.
'I don't trust you...'
She felt like she needed to have a good long chat with Jaune about letting strange women touch him!
She should have been there!
'I hate it when he doesn't inform me...'
She wasn't gay, but if it made a guy good and in the mood, she'd do some really weird stuff for him.
Even if it meant stuffing a butt plug in her ass and-
'We can do that for the wedding night. I swear, when Vivian showed me that picture, I was unsure of myself, but they will all fall!'
The matriarch of the Arc family had embraced her in a gesture of warmth and kindness, which was to be repaid. Even Camellia seemed to have become a little opener to dialogue, even as Sienna was negotiating with them for a donation of sperm for a child.
'Jaune will need to man up and nut up.'
He would agree with it, without question. He was most assuredly not going to protest when she milked it out of him personally!
She was Sienna Khan and if one of her sisters-in-law asked for a donation of hot manly jizz for her girlfriend, then Sienna Khan would take upon her shoulders the task of milking and wringing it out herself.
'Hm.'
She needed some action... and something to drink.
"Ooh, he's coming. Sienna, see how cute he is!"
Jaune was walking into the arena, a team of floozies for his opposition. Sienna could already tell that this was going to be a resounding victory for Jaune, as he would wipe the floor with them. He had said something about the R&D department of the Schnee Dust Company having decided that he was to receive some more upgrades for his weapon, and they would be going to make some hot hard sex later.
"Damn, I never thought that other Academies could have a cool guy like you... So, you single?"
The little slut asked him so casually that it made Sienna's fingers squeeze the armrest of her seat so hard that it cracked a little, as she got up. The laugh that he gave was as warm as he always gave it, Sienna looking fiercely at him, as she waited for that answer that he'd give her.
'If you don't respond that you have a girlfriend, I will personally-'
She was going to show the guy that she was serious about him, even if that meant ambushing him in the locker room and making sure that he knew whose little bitch he was! It'd been too long since she had sex.
"Afraid not, my girlfriends would have a serious issue with you trying to sneak in. They're amazing, but I'm afraid that they won't let a girl like you into this whole cage match."
The answer was just as Sienna wanted it to, baring her teeth in a feral manner, looking at the young little whore that had tried to make her man stray, her teeth bared still, as her fists had balled, fingernails digging into the skin.
'Damn right, I don't allow anyone I don't approve of in my bedroom!'
Coral Arc had been suggested, but Sienna wasn't fully decided on that. It was probably for the best that it would be sometime during a birthday or something. Jaune could do a bit more in the bedroom for his family!
'I don't understand why they don't do that with him! He's a perfectly virile young man too!'
The announcer said something, but Sienna was already waiting for Jaune to respond.
"I'm afraid that they're both a little older than me. In age, at least. You never stood a chance."
'Damn right! He doesn't need some little teenage tramp that dresses like she's got six guys in the locker room waiting for her and her tramp pack to entertain them! Willow at least has style! I have style! Yeah! The White Fang Uniform never goes out of style!'
She did a little fist-pump, forgetting for a moment that she was still in public, only the humoured chuckle from Kali drawing her back.
"I know you're excited when things blow up, but try to curb your urge to destroy your opponent, Sienna."
'So what? That little floozy should be hung by her ankles and given a few good beatings!'
It was bad enough that Jaune had been hospitalized, Sienna was going to defend her man if he was infirm after the ceremonial fight.
'Nobody will lay a hand on him!'
Especially not anyone aside from her.
"Well... Everyone needs a cheerleading squad. It's complicated between the two of us."
That it was. She had slipped up once and Eve had joined in the taming of the shrews, but it was awkward, since there was that position of power between the two of them, even if the cow had been very sneaky by poisoning her water.
'Alcohol is much better!'
She would temper her fury for a little while now, sitting down and then taking the smoothie and drinking from it, as Kali offered Ghira another of the smoothies.
"Ah, Mango?"
The taste was sweet, Kali had put some effort in making the smoothies for them, Ghira humming pleasantly. The man didn't eat much, but smoothies went in well, giving the man energy for the hobnobbing with the VIPs from the Four Kingdoms.
'It's going to be a boring evening...'
She hated spending time with the VIPs of the Kingdoms, since most of them just talked a lot and didn't make much sense in the general ways of people, her expression gloomy at Kali's little grin and smirk, undoubtedly talking about the buffet.
'If only we could be so serious...'
Tomorrow, they'd be in combat with Jaune, as Ghira looked a little beleaguered at the suggestion that they'd go for a big meal and then have a little bit of a 'breather', which Sienna knew, was code for 'sex'.
'I want that too!'
She hadn't had much in the way of action, as the fifth face-off happened between the students of some combat academy, the Schnee girl and her blonde friend looking like they were going all-up against some guy who threw chainsaw blades or something, a ludicrous design, if Sienna had to give her opinion on that.
'I should just drag Jaune into bed and have a good bit of entertainment, rather than having others go blah-blah-blah.'
"High Leader Khan, I am sure..."
The formalities had to be observed, since she had to be Sienna Khan, High Leader of the White Fang, not-quite-mass-murderer of politicians... even though she really wished she could smash some of these uppity assholes to bits.
"Yes, fine."
'I love my people, this is all for my people...'
Yang watched the door open and saw Jaune look into the changing room, the undershirt that she currently wore just enough to make her look modest, aware that Ruby and Weiss were still in the shower, as he smiled at her.
"Hey. I wanted to congratulate you on the win. I know you were doing your best and just wanted to give you my congratulations."
Yang didn't feel right at the sight of him there, his smile just like how it was at all times, her heartbeat rising a little.
"Gee, thanks. Think you can squeeze in a little hug for me?"
She wasn't over him yet. She wasn't getting over him yet, as she got up and walked to him, her breasts making her shirt flutter a little, her body feeling light, knowing that she just wore a set of shorts that made her look like a boxing princess, her weapons in the armband form, as she pressed herself against him, as he hugged her.
Smelling his cologne, the warmth which his arms held as they wrapped around her, her nipples ready to cut glass as she smelled him, laying her head against his chest. It was a comforting feeling, as he held her, Yang relaxing a little as he let his fingers brush over her back.
"You did great. How you bashed that girl with the sniper rifle in the face was just amazing."
Jaune was complimenting her, that girl called May Zedong or something like that, Yang flushing a little.
"I'm... Thank you for watching, Jaune."
Blake didn't speak up, letting them have their moment, Yang feeling warm and in a good mood, as she tried to glance past him, hearing one of the showers turn off and seeing Ruby emerge from the showers.
"Jauuuuunnneee! Did you see?!"
Blake was making gestures for Ruby to shut up, to get back into the shower, watching as Jaune turned around, spotting Ruby with nothing on, her excited bouncing, as Jaune caught her as she leapt at him. Yang found him on top of her as Ruby's momentum slammed him against her, Yang groaning softly as she felt him lie on top of her.
"Ruby! You're naked!"
She was at least conscious of that, as her sister hugged her friend, not her boyfriend, but still someone that she had liked for a time at least, Yang seeing Jaune get up, as Ruby held on, Weiss poking her head out, giving an 'eep' and then pulling back into the shower, emerging with a towel covering her important bits.
"Ruby Rose! You are naked, hugging Jaune!"
Ruby didn't mind, as she nuzzled her head against Jaune's chest, Yang trying to pull her off, Jaune's nice sweater, marked with the White Fang symbol on the front, getting wetter due to Ruby not having fully dried herself off.
"But he's comfy! He's my bestie, Weiss! Your mom said that he's like, family property!"
Yang had a brief image of Weiss Schnee guiding Jaune by a leash, while the Schnee family was watching, knowing that Weiss might even do that if she felt up for it, Ruby nuzzling against him.
"He is not! Get a towel!"
Ruby pouted.
"But Whitley said that he'll be his daddy! Dad doesn't mind if we're naked!"
'Well... Wait a moment, he said that when we were eight!'
Right now, Ruby was in flagrant dereliction of the rules, as Yang caught her sister's eyes and she got a quick wink.
"Yaaang! Naked hug for Jaune! Quick, before he'll escape!"
She pulled her shirt up and then grabbed his arm, holding him there, Weiss turning red.
"No! That's not allowed, I'm—Eek!"
Ruby grabbed Weiss' leg and Weiss joined them in the Jaune hug-pile, as Yang pushed his arm between her joy pillows, as Ruby ground herself against him.
The door opened and Weiss' mom entered. Yang felt like there was a stone that dropped into the pit of her stomach because Weiss had nothing on the woman's glare when her eyes coincidentally met Yang's, before her face turned more amused, but Yang could see the woman's barely hidden displeasure.
"Well... it seems that I do not need to present more congratulations, you three seem to be preparing yourself for the next round tomorrow already."
Willow Schnee's voice was perfectly droll, the woman's expression more bemused than upset, as Jaune groaned softly.
"They grabbed me, Willow. I'm- Ruby!"
Yang looked at her sister, who looked innocent. Her hand was somewhere out of sight.
"I didn't do anything! It was Weiss!"
Whitley, Ruby's boyfriend, appeared at his mother's side.
"Dear sister, I know it is tough for you to swallow, but he will be our father. If you are nice, perhaps he can tuck you into bed tonight, with a good night kiss."
There was a spluttered 'What!' from Weiss, as Yang let go of him, Jaune giving a quiet little groan as Willow helped him up, Ruby pouting a little.
"He knows who will be making his heart beat faster, right?"
Willow's voice seemed to carry an implicit threat within them as Yang saw the older woman give her a haughty leer, Ruby getting up and then shaking her head.
"Well, thank you for the compliment, Mom!"
Willow blinked, as Whitley turned red and hissed at his girlfriend.
"Ruby, you shouldn't call her that yet."
Willow's groomed eyebrow raised, as she looked at the two of them, Yang also wondering about it.
"Only if you win, Ruby."
There was that sweet little moment between boyfriend and girlfriend, the two watching each other with that hint of tension that Yang wanted to feel as well, as Yang got her shirt back on, Willow seemingly letting it slide.
"We're gonna smash them all to bits! Vytal Festival champions, team RWBY! They'll make an animated show about us one day and it's going to be epic!"
Willow looked at Ruby with some doubt in her eyes, as Whitley looked like he'd like to temper her expectations.
"If my man doesn't stop you. Jaune? Crush her and her little team too. Do that and I will let you into the bedroom."
'Weiss' mom looks competitive.'
It was definitely a family trait that the women could look like Weiss did when you changed her shampoo for hair dye.
"Mother! I'm your daughter!"
Weiss spoke up, and Willow's expression looked cool.
"If you win, you may have him for the weekend. If he is truly weak enough to lose to some lovesick little girls, he obviously needs to have some fresh young girl for the weekend, before I can re-educate him in how to make proper love to his lady."
The reward was all for it.
"Willow, it's just going to be a fight, we'll win or lose, and-"
Willow Schnee was definitely a champion for personal involvement.
"Jaune, if you win the Vytal Festival, I will do that thing that she did. With the fingers. And I'll use my glyphs."
Jaune turned pink-cheeked at whatever it was, as he stared at the older woman that he was dating.
"Willow?!"
He croaked, clearly embarrassed about something, Jaune's expression clearly having some loaded tension inside it, as he glanced to the side, trying to keep his composure and failing. Yang felt her pussy throb a little, knowing that he could be cute.
"Whitley, Jaune? Come. I believe that Jaune's family would like to congratulate him on the first win."
They stood there in the locker room a few minutes later, Weiss dressed nearly to the prim and proper princess style that she liked, her expression a little nervous.
"Alright, girls! We're going to smash the opposition! Mom said that she wanted us to beat that hunky Jaune up, so we're going to beat him up! Beat him up good! Whitley said that he'd formally request her to accept me as her son's fiancé, and I am going to make sure of it that we win this Vytal Festival, Jaune be damned! You can have him for three days or so, share him, whatever, this is my future mother-in-law! Team RWBY is going to win! Awwww yeahhhh!"
Ruby was energetic, at least.
Yang didn't like the look on Weiss' mother's face when she'd demanded that Jaune win the Vytal Festival.
Jaune looked at Willow while she dabbed her cheeks with the powder, finishing her makeup again, knowing that she'd walked in at the wrong moment, her blue eyes peering at him.
"How do I look? I snuck away to 'congratulate' my daughter. I was- Calling me mom. Calling me mom! Does she have an engagement ring on her finger yet? Whitley isn't even old enough to- to learn how to drive a car and already, she wants to call me 'mom'. I swear... If you don't win the Vytal Festival, I will throw you into their dorm, hogtied and all. Fight, Jaune, or I swear I will make you unable to get out of bed without calling me 'Mistress'."
'Sienna has nothing on you when you get upset.'
He went for the smile that charmed her always.
"You look great, Willow. Eh, mom will like it? I'm-"
She kissed him on the lips.
"Good fight. Sienna will probably call tonight, we're both invited to one of the big parties. No 'students' allowed, I'm afraid... But you seem to like being a student."
There was a sweet little smile on her face as she wagged her finger at him, brushing over his cheek affectionately and letting him feel that affection that she gave him, her eyes glinting at him.
"Perhaps I can don a uniform, Jaune… Give you the experience of fucking a student."
He was sure that it would be a sexy thing, as he shuddered to think about what Glynda had done. Willow had hinted that they were going to go and do something similar, Willow's smirk on her lips predatory, much like Sienna's own when she was in the mood.
"Mother…"
Whitley didn't look so pleased at his mother's flirtatious comments, as Jaune turned to Whitley.
"Sorry about that situation, Whitley… I know that it must not be a good image to see me with your girlfriend, and-"
Whitley laughed softly at him, shaking his head lightly, mature in his expression.
"She is free like a bird, Jaune. I like her, but you are going to be my stepfather, so I suppose that a bit of leeway was to be allowed."
There was something in Whitley's eyes that teased a bit, much like his mother's eyes.
"But I will say that I am not going to be a cad like my father and allow my mother to be mistreated, Jaune Arc. I expect you to adhere to every standard that mother asks of you."
That was easily done. Willow didn't need much more than love, affection and honesty.
"I can do that."
Willow laughed softly at him.
"Remember: I expect you to win. I'll see about getting Sienna in a Haven Academy uniform…"
The thought was… not unappealing. It was kind of hot, really.
He emerged into the public space, Whitley and Willow taking a left to the VIP section, finding his family gathered up, his sisters all present, as even Sable had gotten the day off to watch him, a group hug ensuing.
"Hey guys, I'm here. I'm going to be making sure that I win the next few matches and be able to call myself Vytal Champion for the next two years."
He was sure that it was not going to be too difficult to graciously lose if there was some sort of opponent that had a lot more experience than he did, but he was aware of that clearly, as Vivian nudged his shoulder.
"Your cow girl's been waiting for you."
Jaune turned his head to find a set of large honkers pressing in his face, as Eve hugged him.
"You were great. Even if Ghira pounds you into pulpy meat, I'll still think you're amazing. Even if it'll take years, I'll make sure that you can walk again."
Ghira Belladonna was someone that was fierce and fiery in his appearance, even with his wife being perfectly sweet and perhaps a bit too playful and open-minded at times.
'Oh dear…'
The thought of Kali Belladonna sent a shudder going through his mind, and his erection rubbed against one of Eve's calves, as she hugged him tightly, letting him feel the warmth that came from her.
"I'm going to make sure that you don't have anything to fear. Hmmm… I'm already working on sweetening your family up a little, especially after Adam was…"
Adam, who looked a little out of place in the stands, sighed deeply at his sister.
"I'm not dead, you know."
Her head whipped to the side and a fierce look appeared on her face.
"You can be dead if I want it, Adam. It's time with the prime here… Now, where was I?"
Jaune looked up from between her mega mammaries.
"Sweetening my family up?"
He wasn't sure whether this meant that Sienna would be explaining about how Eve had somehow managed to find her way into the bedroom, as Eve rubbed his head against her breasts.
"Yes, I have seen your baby pictures and will add some of my own baby pictures to that big book. No matter what Sienna says. I respect her as the leader of the White Fang, but I will not back down."
There was something stubborn in her voice, as Jaune briefly wondered whether the bipolar attitude that Adam was getting treatment for was also present in Eve, as she rubbed his face between her mammaries.
"Oh yes, if you thought that the pole dance was just a prelude, you're right. I've got a lot of things to do with you, Jaune, and I will make sure that you'll never want anything but my beef."
Jaune was distinctly aware that most of his sisters were giving them looks, Coral looking like she was going to want to do something to keep Eve out of his presence, as if it were something that worried her. Coral was his sister and she was someone that loved him as a brother.
"Eve…"
He tried to reason with her, but she grabbed him by the cheeks and then planted a kiss fully on his mouth, as he looked her in the eyes, surprised at that boldness.
"I don't care anymore. Mine."
His Scroll went off and he could hear the ringtone that was meant for Sienna, a call being made, as he grabbed the Scroll and then held it up. Undoubtedly, she was going to congratulate him with his win, as she'd been watching.
"WHICH BITCH DARED TO FUCK YOU?!"
Sienna's voice was very upset. She definitely was screaming at him through the Scroll.
"It wasn't quite like that, but-"
Sienna made another primal animal sound, as she continued with her rant.
"I WILL TEAR YOUR BALLS OFF IF- No, I'm not angry! No! I'm not threatening harm on- No! Shut up, I don't care if you're the second Councillor of Vale or not, this is my man!"
Jaune could hear in the background something, as Sienna's temper exploded again.
"I'm not… Sienna, please, I'm-"
Sienna's violent growl definitely made him feel uneasy. Sienna was a lot more in tune with her anger, and it exploded frequently when she was in that mood.
"We have to do that announcement. We will fight. Afterwards, you're mine. Prepare yourself. Yes, that was not a threat, councilman. I was just delivering an ultimatum to someone who had weird women touch him! Remember… I own you for a week! No, I am not introducing slavery! It's called 'a relationship'. What we do in the confines of our bedroom is none of your business!"
'Oh dear…'
Eve grinned at him cheekily.
"Perhaps I should take a picture with you… Make her a really angry tiger."
'Oh Gods, no… I doubt I'd survive that.'
"My little brother doesn't need you to make his relationship worse! I'd already talked with her about sharing!"
'Sharing what?'
He really didn't like that line of thought, as mom sighed.
"Well… He is our son. He'd make you proud."
He supposed that dad, wherever he was in the afterlife, was probably smiling at him for having such a complicated relationship with people.
More chapters, since I decided to split the final few chapters up. You get more combat to look forward to.
Ghira's combat style was influenced by Wrestling videos. I've got a funeral to attend on the 28th, but my depression is slowly lifting a little. Ukraine just got invaded by Russia too, so yay... That's optimistic.
Leave a review if you'd like to, I appreciate that.