(Suggested Reading: Up to Crimson XVI Off Time)

"That's everything you got? You travel light."

"Look who's talking; I doubt you could fill one suitcase with everything you've got, though I kind of doubt you'd bother taking anything with you. Meanwhile I-" Ragna gave a simple grunt as he tossed his travel sack onto his bed. The sound connection of metal upon metal caused Azrael to raise an eye open from where he was resting upon his own bed. "Have everything I need right here."

"You don't just have clothes in there?"

"Nope; I got a couple of cooking utensils, some hunting gear, a water purifier, a tent set, a few fire starters, and two full first aid kits," Ragna told him, listing off what he carried inside. "In fact, aside from the underclothing I've only got three other outfits in there and one of them is my academy uniform."

'Which explains why he doesn't do laundry that often,' Azrael thought to himself before looking to the regular outfit that Ragna still had on. 'In fact, aside from dressing up at Grimm's Day and that time that he had to spend repairing it after our struggle, I've never seen him wear anything else. Hell, he's never even wore his academy uniform… but I guess I'm guilty of that too.'

"...You're not allowed to try my jacket on," Ragna told Azrael as he caught him staring at his coat, causing the Mad Dog to violently cough as Ragna had gotten the wrong idea. "Sorry, you of all people wouldn't have asked for that. It's just that ever since Ruby tried making a show of wearing it during dinner that one time, a few people actually got the gall to try and ask to wear the thing. One guy even wanted to try wearing it on a date." Ragna gave a smug look. "I pounded his face in and got detention."

"Hah! Sounds about right," Azrael said with a gruff laugh as Ragna started taking the supplies out of his bag and laid them out. They all looked like they'd gotten plenty of use put into them, but had been recently cleaned or maintained in case he needed them at a moment's notice. One thing caught Azrael's eye, one thing that Ragna hadn't listed. "You own a Bow and Quiver?"

"Made the set myself, but I haven't needed them in ages," the Reaper explained as he took the bow in his right hand and raised it up. Anyone with a basic understanding of archery would know that this wasn't the right style or size for someone of Ragna's stature. "Back when I first started out, I had to get my own meat for cooking. Since I was broke, that meant going out and hunting with this thing."

"With your speed, you needed something like that to catch your prey?" Azael asked, remembering the nearly impossible speeds the two had been fighting a few days prior.

"Everyone's got a starting point and I was… young." His pause on that last word made the Mad Dog think that he'd been searching for a different adjective. "Plus it was good training, even if my teacher eventually said I couldn't use it any more since he needed me to focus on swordwork."

"Then why bother hanging onto it for all this time?"

"Sentimental reasons," Ragna put simply with a shrug.

"You?" the Mad Dog asked before giving a much more subdued chuckle.

"Shut up," Ragna said himself, keeping his back to Azrael as he took out the last of his camping gear, leaving only his clothing within his bag. "Kinda weird though; with all that talking we just had, you'd have thought that I was moving in for the first time."

"I noticed that too, but I guess when we first met there was that whole air of murder going around," Azrael noted. That was when there was a knock at the door. "Who could that-?" He didn't finish, instead taking interest as Ragna seemed to stiffen. "Hmm?"

"I'm not here," he mouthed before silently diving under his bed. Azrael was at a loss for words and the knocking at the door was just getting louder, so he made his way up and finally opened the door. Waiting for him on the other side was the smiling face of- "Blondie?"

"Hey there, Bluey!" Yang responded cheerfully with a bright smile. Azrael was less than enthralled at the new nickname. "You see Ragna around? I went by his room and checked it out, but I think he's already moved out. It's weird though, pretty sure that he told us that he had a few more days until he needed to come back here."

'He's hiding from blondie? This doesn't bode well,' Azrael thought, unsure whether to assist his team lead or just watch as the chaos ensued. 'Wait, he mentioned earlier that Team RWBY wanted to take him…' Realizing the reasoning and figuring the fight Ragna had recently given him was worth something, he made his decision. "You just missed him."

"Ah?"

"He was here about an hour ago, but he had to shove off back into town. Had to grab some crap there or something," Azrael answered. "Besides, why the hell are you asking me? I ain't his babysitter."

Yang had a... smile on her face. A nice, sweet, normal smile with a girlish undertone. Azrael wasn't the type to get scared in dangerous situations, but even he admitted something in the aura that surround Yang was making he feel a touch anxious. Giving a sigh, he looked to Ragna's bed in regret.

"I honestly tried," he said as a strange apology as Yang marched over.

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAD TO BLOW MY COVER!" he shouted as he rolled out from beneath his bed, looking up at Yang as she smiled down at him. "I should have you know that I hate shopping."

"Too bad~"

Extra 003: One Size Fits None

"I know I'm sort of to blame for this, but don't you think that you're taking this a little too far?" Ragna asked as he stood in Team RWBY's Room. His Travel Sack slung over his shoulder as Ruby and Blake were cutting coupons out of advertisement books while Yang and Weiss perused the most recent shopping magazines. "I mean come on, this is clearly going overboard."

"Like heck it is," Blake said as she finished cutting out a coupon for jeans. "If we're spending cash on new clothing, then we have to make sure that we're looking our very best by the end of this."

"Sorry, we?" Ragna asked, a large sweatdrop forming at the side of his head.

"Duh, all four of us want to pick up clothes while we're out," Yang told him before smirking. "What, did you think today was all about you?"

"Kinda, but that's a load off my mind," Ragna said as he let out a deep breath and let his body relax.

"That being said, you're still the focus here," Weiss said, causing Ragna to go rigid once more. "You're not getting out of today that easily."

"Come on…" the Reaper said with a sigh before adjusting the sack he was still holding over his shoulder. "Any reason you're making me lug my bag around? I still got clothes to unpack."

"That's part of our first step!" Ruby said as she pointed at Ragna with conviation. "Before we take off shopping, we gotta see what few clothing options you already have and build off of those!"

"So you made me lug my whole bag in here while I still have undershirts and boxers left to unpack?" Ragna muttered. "Besides, you've already seen me in one of my other outfits, my school uniform isn't going to look different than anyone else's, and…" Ragna didn't say anything about the final one, though he did glance at Blake.

"What?" Ruby asked, innocent to Ragna's reasoning for not wanting to wear his fourth outfit. "Is something wrong with it?"

"You can say it has a mixed history to go along with it," he admitted as he opened the door. "Be back in a secon… HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL TRYING TO PULL!?"

"You're shouting again Ragna, mind the volume or you'll have Goodwitch at the door," Weiss reminded. "Oh, this skirt looks nice."

"Skirt?" Ruby demanded as her ears perked up. "Gimme!"

"Quit trying to change the subject!" the Reaper shouted with a scowl. "When you four brought this up in the first place you wanted me to grab night clothes, not an entire freaking wardrobe!"

"Well now it's a whole shopping trip so I think you're just going to have to go along with it," Blake said as she looked at Ragna with a knowing smile. "You know that you're not getting out of this, so you might as well get it over with. Who knows, maybe if you're got decent enough clothing you'll have less to shop for when we go out."

"Tch, you don't have to blackmail me like that," Ragna said with a groan as he finally exited the room.

Outfit #2: Red Vest and Baggy Pants

"Right, that's the outfit that you were wearing to the movies the other day," Ruby noted as she got a look at Ragna in his older clothing. "So is this what you used to wear?"

"For a while it was all I wore," Ragna told them honestly. "I've actually had to make a few different sizes of this thing and even on this current one I had to make a few alterations to make it bigger and easier to fit into."

"So you can actually create your own clothing?" Weiss asked, her face in an odd pout as she looked at Ragna.

"I mean, it's not like I'm great at it or anything, but yeah it's a skill that I ended up learning how on the road," he told them, now seeing all four of them seemed to be glaring at him. "What's got you all so upset?"

"You can make your own clothes and you're still only wearing that one jacket!" Yang shouted. "That's the real problem here!"

"So? I at least know how I look and like what I'm wearing," he told her with an eyeroll.

"Getting back to the topic of the clothes you have on now, I think it's a good look but I doubt you should be wearing it to class," Weiss noted as Ragna looked over himself with a bit of confusion at what was wrong. "Don't get me wrong, it's great at highlighting your arms, but at the same time that's sort of the problem."

"Problem my ass," Ragna swore gruffly. "Azrael gets to bear his chest in that unbuttoned jacket he wears every day and no one's ever given him crap."

"That's because everyone knows better than to deal with him, whereas you constantly have Goodwitch breathing down your neck," Blake reminded. The Reaper was silent as he took that into consideration. "Kind of a shame though; normally you're so covered up it's a miracle to see anything besides your face."

"...Oif," he muttered, trying his damndest to keep his eyes off his own right arm.

Outfit #3: Beacon Academy Uniform

"Damn, this thing feels stuffy. How on Remnant are most people able to wear this thing every day?" the Reaper demanded as he tugged on his collar, trying to give his outfit some air. "And why the hell are we supposed to wear ties? I'm a student dammit, not some nose in the air businessman."

"Because they want us to look professional maybe?" Ruby suggested as she looked over Ragna's uniform. "What are you even complaining about? Your tie's red and the suit's black so you've got your colors at least."

"Colors nothing, this suit just feels wrong on me… like I wasn't meant to wear it," Ragna muttered as he unbotten to top part of his black suit and loosened his red tie. Finally feeling like he could breath as he moved his arms around a bit, he noticed that Weiss had put her magazines down and was right in front of him looking over his uniform with disapproval. "I'm wearing it, don't know what more you'd expect."

"For one thing, I'd expect you to have the suit on the right way," Weiss said before she grabbed Ragna's tie. His effort to protest was short and ineffective as she tightened it and placed the point snuggly within the blue vest before adjusting the vest opening as well. Forcing the top suit button closed, she then realigned the top of the outfit, making sure that the top it was on just right so that the shoulders and collar length matched properly on either side. This was all done in the span of a few seconds.

"You see? A few subtle changes and you're already looking twice as good as you did before," she said with her classic I told you so look. Not completely buying it (or at all comfortable) Ragna moved to adjust his tie so he'd have an easier time breathing, but slowly backed off as Weiss's scowl started getting a bit too intense for safety's sake.

"Look on the bright side, you'll at least you'll be a bit safer if Goodwitch sees you, might even get out of mop duty," Ruby advised him, trying to look on the positive side. Ragna was heavy with due skepticism. "You've still go another outfit to show off, so why don't you get into it and then we can start our official planning!"

"...Can I opt out of trying that last one on?" Ragna asked, seeming oddly uncomfortable. "Truth of the matter is I already tried getting rid of it and…" He glanced at Blake again, this time she caught on to his look. "Like I said earlier, it has a mixed history."

"...I'm not buying it," Blake told him, ruining Ragna's earlier attempt to save some face. "Just get into the costume and we'll be heading out soon enough."

"Sides, won't you be happy to at least be out of that stuff suit?" Yang offered, though now she was on the receiving end of Weiss's glare. Seeing that she had something of a point, Ragna left the room to get into the fourth and final outfit.

"This day just keeps getting better and better," Ragna muttered sarcastically to himself as he walked through the hallway. 'I mean I know I should be happy I'm getting help at all, but why the hell are they giving it when I never asked for this in the first place?" He sighed. "Must just want me to look nice I guess… Still think they wear their own signature clothes almost as much as I do… Probably get my ass kicked if I tried to get out of this with that though."

"Mr... Bloodedge?" Give Goodwitch some credit; she didn't have to raise her voice or change her tone at all to get Ragna to freeze in place. The Reaper didn't say anything in response, only letting a few sweat drops form as he turned to face the instructor who (as usual) didn't look pleased to see him.

"Yeah, what do you want?" Ragna bit back harshly, acting a little more defensive than he honestly needed to. The instructor's eyes were fixed in a steely glare as they seemed to be looking him over, a strange keen attention to detail.

"This has to be your idea of a poor joke," she finally sighed.

"Mind telling me what I did now?" he demanded, unsure of what the problem was. Most of the time she'd sentenced him to mopping he'd done something obviously wrong (though those jerks had totally deserved getting their faces punched in), but here he felt like he was getting called out just for standing around.

"No matter how much you've been instructed nor no matter how many times you've been reminded, not once have you worn your official academy uniform. Only now during vacation, when you don't have a single class to wear it to, do you decide to put it on for the first time… and while it's perfectly adjusted I might add."

'Thanks to Weiss no doubt,' Ragna thought, knowing he wouldn't have gotten that last compliment if she hadn't made a few changes to it. "So what? I'm getting in trouble for following the rules for once, is that your game?"

"No. I'm only addressing it because it feels like you're trying to spite me," Goodwitch said as she adjusted her glasses, a tell-tell sign to Ragna that she was about to bring the hammer down. "Seeing as though there's no issue with your uniform and you can even be persuaded to wear it when it's no longer necessary, I imagine that we'll be seeing much more of it this coming school semester."

"While your at it, you might as well expect Kagura to stop hitting on every girl in the academy, that's seems just about as likely," Ragna rudely retaliated. Goodwitch didn't say anything, only shaking her head for the upteenth time at his behavior as she proceeded to pass him by. "Is that it?"

"Is what it?" she asked without turning back

"No detention, no mop duty. That's all you wanted to say?" he demanded,

"I don't know what it is you want to get out of, but needless to say I won't be giving you mop duty under this context," she said in return, leaving Ragna to grunt as he'd been easily found out. "Enjoy the rest of your vacation."

'The one time I actually WANT mop duty, she ain't buying it…' a frustrated Reaper thought to himself. 'Might as well finish this.'

Outfit #4: Grimm's Day Costume

'It's a relief I'm good enough at sewing to repair this thing; pretty sure leaving in those bullet holes would've lead to some bad questioning,' Ragna thought as he stood with a slouch, wearing what remained of his Grimm's Day outfit. He was a bit relieved that the black biker leather didn't have much of a shine to it, otherwise the outfit would just look plain gaudy. As things stood now, the outfit seemed kind of plain on the Reaper, though it fit him snugly enough to highlight parts of his toned muscles.

Blake, his biggest concern with current attire, hadn't frozen completely and only looked over the outfit in contemplation, seeming to analyze its few features. There was nothing indicating that she'd have a breakdown like she did back when she saw him during Grimm's Day, but then again Ragna had looked quite a bit differently back then with his mask and his hair dyed by punch.

"So mind telling us what happened the artificial fur that made this such a great Grimm's Day costume?" Yang asked with a bit of a pout. Apparently the idea for the fur had been her favorite part of the outfit.

"Tore it off after I got doused with punch and it started smelling like a dumpster fire. Wish I'd done it earlier; damn thing was starting to give me a rash." Weiss nodded in understanding as she'd remembered how coarse it had felt when she… the Ice Queen gave a soft blush as she remembered back to her dance with Ragna that night.

"What about that awesome mask that I picked out?" Ruby asked hopefully. Blake shot her Team lead a look… even though there was no way Ruby could've possibly known what she'd done.

"That… got lost," Ragna said as he scratched the back of his head. In truth the Reaper had destroyed it after seeing (and being shot by) Blake's reaction, making sure something like that never had to come up again. "...Sorry."

"Not a huge deal, but any reason that you decided to hang onto that for so long?" Ruby asked again.

"I tried to return this thing to get your rental deposit back. Sad to say even after fixing it the best I could, without the fur and mask they weren't taking it back even at a discount." Ragna sighed. "Since then I've basically forgotten about it. Honestly, I'm figuring I might get rid of this one."

"...Or you could hand it off to me for a bit." Ragna shot Blake one of the oddest looks he'd given that day, leading for the cat Fanus to blush. "I mean… I can make a few adjustments to it, add a few parts, and… maybe I could turn it into something worth wearing?"

"You sure you want to do that?" Ragna asked before realizing that this might just be a method for her to cope with whatever bad memories the suit had brought up. "Sure I guess; go ahead and go crazy." Blake and he shared a soft smile before addressing the group as a whole. "That's everything I've got on me, now what?"

"Now we actually head into town and do the shopping," Weiss said to him, apparently taking charge. "After taking a look at what's available in the magazines, what's on sale, and what the five of us need to grab, I've managed to narrow all of our shopping down to a single store."

"You're serious? And here I thought this would be an all day thing," Ragna said giving an actual smile. "Nice one Snow White!"

"Much as I appreciate your enthusiasm," Weiss began, not making eye contact as she knew this was going to be a letdown for the Reaper. "The store that we're going to is something of titan among them… meaning each of its many departments can count as its own separate store."

"...So it's still an all day thing after all, should've known," Ragna thought aloud with a groan. "Meet you guys at the front, just gotta change back into my regular stuff."

"Isn't the point to this that we're getting you out of your usual clothing?" Yang tried to remind him.

"Sure, soon as you let me style your hair," the Reaper bit back, tilting his head to the side as he dodged whatever had been in range for Yang to throw. "I think you just proved my point."

Later

'This store is a lot bigger than the last one I was shopping at,' Ragna thought as he remembered when he'd bought that shirt to thank Ren. The first thing to great the group at the entrance was a complete map of the store, showing off the many departments throughout all four of the store's floors. Hell, there were even a couple of high end restaurants and cafes spread throughout the loose definition of a store. Even the girls seemed overwhelmed as they looked over the options for shopping.

"I knew this place was going to be big, but this is absurd," Yang finally admitted before she turned to Weiss. "Are you sure you're rich-a-f family doesn't own this place?"

"Of course I'm sure, we deal in Dust, not clothing and cosmetics," she responded just the slightest bit arrogantly. "Though… I wouldn't be surprised if my father wasn't one of the company's main shareholders."

"Makes sense," Blake said, thinking about how much power and influence someone like the head of the SDC would have. "To be completely honest, I don't think clothes shopping is going to be an all day trip here… that's not nearly enough time to go through it all."

"No kidding, you'd probably need a week at least," Ragna had to admit. "Guess we should just pick a section and start looking through all the-"

"NOTHING!"

"...Not the word I was going for," Ragna said at the sudden interruption as he and Team RWBY turned to looked to whoever had made the sudden outburst.

"A store this size and NO ONE has any fresh products for the new season? A disappointment to shoppers and shop alike!" The speaker gave a huff as she adjusted her dark tinted glasses while her Fanus traveling companion gave nervous glances around at everyone who'd heard the outburst. "Now how am I supposed to enjoy my vacation?"

"Is that… Coco Adel?" Blake whispered to her team. "And Velvet?"

"Who?" Ragna asked, perplexed at how Blake knew them.

"Ragna…. They're students at the academy like we are; they're on Team CFVY just a year above us," Ruby told him, a look of slight disappointment directed at the Reaper. "You… seriously don't recognize Coco?"

"Nope." Ragna's denial was a little too casual for everyone's liking.

"And the reason you need to become more social continues to grow," Yang sighed with a face palm. "Do you at least recognize the girl she's with?"

"Think so, unless my memory blows that badly."

"I wouldn't be surprised," Weiss insulted. Ragna only shrugged. "Looks like they're coming over this way now, so don't scare them off or mouth off to them."

'That's asking a bit too much.'

The only reason the nervous Velvet was able to approach was due to her team leader shoving her from behind and not giving her a say in the matter. Ragna scratched the back of his head as he awkwardly tried not to make eye contact.

"Well, aren't you going to say it?" Coco demanded, pointing at Ragna as the Faunus continued to tremble. "Come on, he's right here. You've talked about this enough, time to actually put words into action."

'Not much action here; she's almost as bad as Noel was,' he thought, remembering his Teammate's naturally timid nature.

"I-" Velvet said with a high pitched squeak. She pressed the tips of her fingers together as she couldn't make eye contact with the Reaper, too embarrassed to even look his way. "Th-thank you…"

"This about that run in with Cardin?" he demanded. She flinched at the question, but eventually nodded. "Don't worry about it, he was being an asshole and I thought he'd look better in the ceiling."

"O-oh…"

"That's the guy you kept saving you wanted to thank?" Coco cut in casually, causing Velvet to nearly leap out of her skin as a harsh blush grew on her face. "All those times you kept telling me that you HAD to think of some way to thank him and you had no idea how to approach him-"

"C-c-c-COCO! That's not important!" she said trying to wave her leader off. The Reaper just shook his head as today was becoming more absurd by the minute.

"You two done?" Ragna demanded as he pointed his thumb to Team RWBY who had been forced to be sidelined as the chaos unfolded. "We got our own crap to do here."

"Really…?" Coco seemed to muse as she took her glasses off, actually looking eye to eye with the Reaper. "Finally decided it was about time to find something else to wear?"

"Not by my own choice," he admitted, glancing over to the girls of Team RWBY. "Those four have a nasty way of twisting my arm."

"I'll bet," she said as she looked at his jacket. "Don't get me wrong, it's a nice piece to wear and red can certainly do you justice. It's just that wearing it so often makes it less of an iconic look and more of a massage that it's the only thing you have to wear."

"You mean the only thing I've got that's worth wearing?" Ragna refuted,

"Sh-shouldn't we be going?" Velvet asked her team leader nervously, hoping to ease any developing tension. "You did say there's nothing for us here…"

"I did, but there's been a change in plans," Coco said before returning her glasses to their rightful spot and turning to Team RWBY. "Would you girl's like an expert's opinion by chance?"

"You'd seriously help us out?" Ruby asked, knowing Coco's fashionista reputation.

"Of course, maybe what these clothes need are the right canvases," she said with a plotting smile.

"That… has an ominous sound to it," the Reaper couldn't help, but notice.

"I know, but just go along with it," Yang whispered to him. "If this manages to go well, we might be able to get all of our shopping in just a couple of hours."

'Guess I got no choice,' Ragna thought to himself with a sigh. 'Seems like clothes shopping is as much of a pain as I expected.'

Meanwhile

"Come on, don't they have this in his size!?"

"No, they're already out of polo shirts!? He needs something nicer to wear!"

"Find him a button up shirt and a tie! That'll work!"

'Is… is this how Jaune's family does their shopping?' an aghast Pyrrha thought as she watched was essentially a warzone. Jaune's sisters were running from one section to the next, trying to find something for their precious baby brother to wear. Their dash around the shop was a mad flurry as they inspected each and every article of clothing that was on display before rushing to drop it off at the changing rooms. The redhead was worried that the store manager would have kicked them out by now, but the employees simply stood at a distance and smiled, clearly not the first time they'd had to deal with an Arc family shopping trip. 'My… my parent's might've been intense those few times we had to hit the Black Friday sales, but this is as harsh as any fight I've been involved in.'

Currently the young celebrity was shopping in the women's section of the store, the only place where Arc family seemed to be ignoring completely (with their sheer dedication to helping Jaune). It was true that she didn't exactly have anything she was hoping to buy for herself, but she didn't want to feel completely left out of shopping. Heading for the 'drop off' point, she watched as three of Jaune's sisters hurried out of the changing room area, hoping to snag supplies for the next outfit. Inside she saw stacks upon stacks of clothing that had yet to be tried on, leading to the single occupied room in the back. Letting out a soft sigh, she knocked on the door.

"I keep telling you, I barely have any room to change in here!" came Jaune's voice on the other side, clearly fearful that his sister's had brought something back for him to try on.

"It's me," Pyrha said gently, hoping to calm her leader down at least a little. "Are you doing okay in there?"

"...I'm still alive and sane, so I guess that's better than what I was expecting," he groaned from inside. "Sorry you had to come with us."

"No, no, I decided I'd come along," she assured him. "You mind coming out here so that I can see what you have on?"

"...Don't laugh."

In hindsight, she was glad that Jaune had warned her because it was clear that nothing that he was wearing was meant to be worn together. His top consisted of a long-sleeve plaid shirt with a soft yellow t-shirt underneath. His pants were tanned khaki shorts with rusty red leather belt. On his feet he wore combat boots.

"Jaune… I think each of those might've been given to you by a different sister," Pyrrha patiently tried to advise.

"And you think that I can keep track of all of these?" he returned with a solid facepalm. Glancing behind him, Pyrrha save several more stacks of clothing along with a modest pile of clothing on the ground that Jaune had already tried on. Compared to everything that was still waiting for him, it wasn't even a small dent. "I'm just glad we missed the back to school sales; there's no telling what my sisters would've done with actual discounts."

'This is them holding back,' the young Huntress-In-Training realized as she glanced outside, watching as the chaos continues to unfold with four of Jaune's sisters came back with seperate outfits each picked out for their brother to try on. "Do you want to do some training when we get back? Anything to get your mind off of this?"

"Please…"

Back to Ragna

'Maybe I should go Grimm hunting tonight; anything to get my mind off of shopping,' Ragna decided as he and the girls reconnected.

Coco had set everyone off on their own to do some shopping and grabbed what they thought would look nice on them. No one had tried any clothes on yet because she had insisted to look at everything that they'd brought back. Ragna couldn't help but notice that the first thing she did was toss aside nearly all the clothes he'd considered buying for himself while keeping most of the clothing that Ruby and the others had grabbed for him… including a few of the clothes that Velvet and Coco had picked out for him.

"That should be everything," Coco finally said as she looked over what outfits remained. Grabbing two sets of clothes, she handed the first set to Ruby and the second to Ragna. "Now go get changed, I want to see how the both of you look afterwards."

"Never knew I was getting into modeling," Ragna said humorlessly.

"Hey, if the huntsman thing doesn't work out, it might make for a good backup plan. Just hope you're won't become a male underwear model." Ragna was starting to get annoyed that his scathing scowls on Yang never seemed to have any effect. "And while they're changing into those, we'll get started with-"

"No no, those two are the only ones that are going to be changing right now," Coco insisted. "Think of these outfits as… sets. And Ragna's going to need to match along with what your wearing. Think of him as the accessory that puts everything together."

"Who you calling an accessory? I'm not a damn keychain."

"Then how come you and I are always latched onto each other?" Ruby questioned. The Reaper didn't saw a word, quickly turning and hurrying to his changing rooms before his complexion turned crimson. Ruby turned to her group innocently, not noticing their clearly aghast looks. "Did I say something?"

Ruby Outfit: Hoody

"Huh, nice and basic, but I really like it," Ruby said as she looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a red hooded sweatshirt with a zipper. The hood came with a drawstring on either side that could be used to tighten it if need be. Towards her waist were small pockets on both sides of the zipper that she could put small items into or simply use to keep her hands warm. For pants she now wore dark tinted jeans completed with a red leather belt. "Almost makes us look like we're matching pairs."

"You mean more than usual?" Ragna questioned back with a smirk. For a first outfit, he had to admit this one was at least a little more to his liking than he'd expected. There were a few things different with his hoodie, namely that there wasn't a zipper or adjusting drawstring, and there was only a single long pocket instead of two split ones. His shirt was black, but it on top of the base color was a red pattern that seemed to shape into a wall of thorns. He'd been a little unsure of how the red jeans would have looked on him at first, but was surprised to see that they actually seemed to compliment the look. "Gotta say, for the first turnout I'm not exactly hating it."

"That's low praise," Coco scoffed as she looked at her two canvases. "At the moment, this is me just playing it safe; I'm just starting here to see what results I'm going to get with what I've got planned for him." Ragna wasn't exactly a fan of how she'd put that. "This is just a common man of the people; not trying to get people's jaws to drop or be the center of attention, you're just trying to live life."

'If he puts someone in a ceiling, I don't think the clothes he does it in is going to matter,' Velvet thought to herself, remembering the kind of person Ragna often showed himself to be.

"Both outfits have my vote of approval either way!" Ruby said happily as she turned to get another look at Ragna's shirt. "Gotta say though, what Ragna's wearing is just a bit sinister… but it also kinda looks like rose thorns if you look at it right."

"You caught onto that did you? Intentional." Ragna and Ruby both shot Coco surprise and slightly embarrassed looks, but the fashionista was already moving to her next set. "Next let's go with the white theme for Weiss… I think we should start here."

"But… but those clothes aren't the least bit formal!" Weiss complained with a scowl. "How am I supposed to wear something like this? I have a reputation to uphold to my family!"

"So? Isn't a girls wardrobe one of the few ways she can express her own freedom?" Coco countered as she thrust the clothing into Weiss hands before doing the same with Ragna's apparel. "Come on, chop chop! More to try on, let's keep it moving!"

"...She always like this?" Ragna whispered to Velvet.

"She's a little more excited than usual… but basically," the bunny fanus admitted with a classic sweatdrop.

Weiss Outfit: Casual

'I'm probably showing off my arms more today than all of my first semester put together,' Ragna thought uncomfortably to himself as he was on the receiving end of all of the girls glances, nowhere to hide his… secret. 'Cage matches with Yang excluded I guess, but it still kinda bugs me.'

Now Ragna was wearing a dull dark grey shirt with half length sleeves, just short of his elbows. There were a few buttons at the top of the shirt, but it didn't come with a collar. The shirt's cotton clung tightly to him in its snug fit, showing off Ragna's rigid muscles even more than the biking leather he'd been wearing earlier. He was also wearing some slightly baggy grey cargo shorts and a pair of black tennis shoes.

Wiess meanwhile was wearing a button up blouse of a much lighter grey with a small black bandana tied around her neck. Her white skirt (which she'd insisted that she needed to wear one) didn't stretch out along the side and rather traveled downwards along her legs yet it still had enough room if she needed to stretch her legs or run. Her brown shoes still had a heel forming, but it was much easier to run in those than stilettos.

"Looks like you two are ready to head out for a day at the park," Ruby commented. This wasn't so much to poke fun at them, but rather just to voice her opinions on the clothing.

"So, can the Ice Queen bare this or is she about to MELT with embarrassment?" Yang questioned with over exaggerated drama and puns.

"Oh hush you, I can adapt," Weiss hissed back as she crossed her arms, somewhat uncomfortable in her setting. 'Though… I guess having Ragna dress the same way is helping a little. Even though he's seems as uncomfortable as I do.'

"Come on, can't I get out of this?" Ragna demanded, before noticing everyone else's disappointed looks getting sent his direction. "I mean I'll buy the damn thing, you just mind if we keep this moving?"

"Oh, so now you're excited to try on the next outfit?" Coco asked as she went back over to the pile of clothing options. "Let's go for a more… formal look, something that will actually get heads to turn."

'And I'm the one that has to wear these?' Blake thought, as she realized the current order meant that it was her turn. 'Well, there's a first for everything I suppose.'

Blake Outfit: Semi-formal

'At least this isn't a suffocating as my academy uniform, but I get the feeling that if I let Weiss get close she'll make it that way.'

Ragna's formal suit had him wearing all black. A black dress shirt, a black tie, black slacks, and black dress shoes. The only part that wasn't black was the small white insignia of two swords crossing over a shield on his shirt's left bicep; likely the insignia of whatever company had produced this clothing. Like him Blake was also wearing all black, but in a very different style. She had a black evening gown which was tied with a black sash at her waist. The bow style that the sash was tied in reminded everyone of the bow she used to wear before her Faunus reveal. Her black stilettos complimented the look… as did the small cut on the left side of the skirt that showed off her legs.

"...You look nice," Ragna tried to compliment as he saw how nervous Blake was, wearing this new type of clothing.

"Thanks… you too," she tried to compliment back, leaving the Reaper to scratch the back of his head.

'Adjust the outfit a little, stylize that hair of his, and have him get rid of the slouch he stands with and he'd be PERFECT,' Weiss thought to herself as she visualized her ideal form of Ragna.

"Why couldn't I have been in the casual clothing?' Blake thought to herself as she quickly picked on that Weiss liked what she was seeing.

"You know, I'm kind of jealous of you," Velvet said softly as she tried to encourage Blake. "I don't think I'd ever be able to pull that look off myself… I probably don't have the confidence for it."

"Thanks, but I'm not exactly confident in this myself," Blake noted as she tried to cover her leg up from Ragna's unintentional glancing. "In fact if I wasn't being forced to wear this, I doubt I'd ever try it on."

"Which is where I come in," Coco sounded from behind Velvet, causing the Rabbit faunus to nearly jump out of her own skin once again. "Now you don't have a choice."

One quick change later, Velvet was wearing the same outfit as blake, only hers was a familiar shade of brown and the sash wasn't tied off with a bow (she had a bow tied around one of her ears instead). Everyone watched guiltily as she curled up into a ball, red as a tomato in embarrassment and trying not to show off her own leg.

"Oif," Ragna groaned before turning to Yang. "Looks like you and I have the last outfits. Wonder what chaos this one's going to cause."

"Assume the worst and it's sure to happen," she tried to remind.

"At least I know what I'm getting into."

Yang Outfit: ?

"Yare Yare Daze," the Reaper growled as he tilted the front of his black hat down, the back of which had this strange style where you couldn't tell where its fabric ended and Ragna's hair began. For now he was dressed in and black trenchcoat that went much lower than his standard jacket and carried a gold chain on the collar. He also wore slim fitting pants, a pink shirt, and buckle belt.

"Uh… how do you feel?" Ruby asked, unsure of what Ragna's opinion was of the new outfit.

"I feel like going to Egypt, punching like hell from beneath a road roller, beating the shit out of a vampire to save my dying mother, and then pursuing my Doctorate in Marine Biology so I can study Dolphins."

(Author's Note: IS THAT A JOJO'S REFERENCE!? There, now no one else has to feel obligated to make this comment.)

"What?"

"What?"

The way the two stared blankly at one another, it was clear that Ragna's response clearly came out of nowhere.

"I... don't remember picking that outfit out for him," Coco admitted, even she was fazed by this turn of events. "Let's try this again."

Yang Outfit (For Real): Punk

"...Not too different from what I'm used to wearing at least." Now Ragna was in a much more fitting brown, sleeveless, leather vest. Beneath that he wore a white v-neck shirt that went down just low enough to expose his black tattoo on his chest. His jeans were now a faded blue color and had intentional tearing on them to make him look all the tougher. His shirt was also sleeveless, again showing off both of his toned arms in full. "Now I feel like I'm about to pick a fight with someone."

"All in all, nothing's changed," his blonde friend commented. Her brown leather jacket came with sleeves and remained closed over her body (think of it as a prototype for her Season 4 outfit). Her pants were also the same faded shade as Ragna's with the intentional tearing, and the tough as nails look. The finishing touch for her on the other hand was a pair of shades that she'd picked up, making it all the easier for her cocky smile to stand out.

"No, usually it's trouble that finds me. Now it just looks like I'm asking to cause some chaos," Ragna told her off. "And that's without you being around."

"Aw, you know that you'd never want anything to change," she tried to flirt with him. Ragna didn't say anything, but eventually shot back the smallest of smirks. Yang took that as win enough and gave his shoulder a mild punch. "So, we're done with round one then?"

"Round... one?" Ragna had to ask. The looks he was getting was scaring him for a different reason. Team RWBY's smiling faces were there to let him know that the fun was only beginning and there was still much more to be done, Coco's triumphant look let him know that she'd hit her stride and was now prepared to try the REAL tests, and Velvet… well she was the most understanding, only giving him a small nervous wave of apology. "Oh… hell…"

That Night

"Annnnnnnnnddd… I'm close to broke…" Ragna groaned to himself for the umpteenth time as he walked down the halls of Beacon Academy. Ragna's arms were filled with bags containing the outfits he'd had to buy (and these were the ones he'd taken to make sure the girls didn't come after him a second time). "Now I've got no choice, but to take those club fights that Yang kept wanting to invite me to… Did they plan this crap?"

Knowing how the girls seemed to have him wrapped around their collective finger, it didn't surprise him much. In the past he was hesitant to take crap from anyone, but with them… it felt odd. Almost like the crap was giving was somehow trying to help him adjust and it felt wrong to fault him for that. All the same, he got some new clothes out of it so that was something. Jubei would have never let him spend money on his outfit, forcing him to save it for food or supplies that he'd actually need. This was something that felt sort of rebellious against his teacher… and Ragna didn't know how to feel about it.

Opening the door to his room, he saw Azrael lying on his bed like he'd left him when Yang had stopped by to kidnap him. The light was off and the Mad Dog's eyes were shut, so the Reaper reasonably assumed that he'd been asleep. That made things a little easier, because Ragna couldn't help but feel a little miffed that he hadn't tried harder to get him out of today's chaos. Shaking his head, he set the clothes on his bed and got ready to start unpacking.

"Have fun playing dress up?"

Whipping his head around to scowl, he found the Mad Dog looking at him with a single opened eye and a toothy smile filled with snark. Somehow, he was managing to give Kagura and Qrow's usual shiteating grins a run for their money. Ragna wanted to pound his face in right now, but he knew what that could easily escalate to. Taking his sword from where it had been resting for the day, he slung it onto his belt and took the easy way out.

"I'm going Grimm Hunting." Azrael's smirk faded. Ragna was using some sort of special privilege to get out and fight Grimm in the dead of night. This sort of thing would have been perfect for Azrael to get rid of his constantly developing tension, even if just a little. "Keep your comments to yourself, don't break the forest this time, and we can grab ramen on the way."

"Deal." With that Azrael leaped from his bed to follow his leader down the hallways, getting ready for a night of fighting. "...Just got one thing I'm curious about."

"What is it?" Ragna growled, figuring this was just another way to get under his skin.

"Does it really take that long to go shopping for night clothes?" Azrael honestly didn't know what had kept him for so long, but seeing Ragna stiffen yet again made it clear that something was wrong. "Don't tell me…"

"The one thing we didn't grab," he sighed as he slumped his head forward. Azrael wisely decided he'd better keep quiet on the rest of his walk; apparently he wasn't the only one with tension to work off.

Author's Note:

Like I said on YouTube, fun but it doesn't tie into the larger story as a whole. Sorry this is a little late, but I've had a lot on my plate lately as I've been adjusting. Losing a job isn't fun, but I have something in the works that might turn out pretty damn good. But enough about me, let's hear what you had to say.

ArmantusCumPinnae: Oh I'll be sure to bounce ideas via PM. That goes out to the rest of you as well.

Wlyman2009: They are on the mend, but maybe something like that could help out down the line.

The Unplanner: No, no, all ideas are welcomed. Promise I won't get overwhelmed.

Reclusive Dork: Or the anniversary of the Day his orphanage burned… that way Jin could get on that feeling as well. Maybe a good brother bonding moment.

Fernandamichelleraya: Oh, that's not fun.

MeteorElDrago: Knowing the kind of traps I could cause, that might be good for a laugh.

Pally111: Luckily Ragna washes, so there's little chance of it getting in the food.

Flame1hedgehog: Not to worry, try to come up with something new. Something's sure to stick.

Guest: I don't think we're at the stage that anyone's too territorial of him, but I could see a sort of rivalry event starting to form. It's an idea.

Until next time! Ciao!