Neo stared at the 'Send friend request' button, currently being hovered over by her cursor. To send or not to send, that was the question currently circling through her mind. It wasn't as if it was a big deal, it was simply a friend request on Underwatch, but to her it was more than that. It was an admittal of her interest in a certain blond haired boy, one that she'd always watched from a distance, never closing that distance for fear of rejection.
Her disability had brought about more uneasiness than she had ever let on, even to her parents. There was no telling what Jaune would do if she tried to reach out to him. Kids were cruel, and she'd heard her fair share of insults and whispers aimed at her. She wasn't sure how well she could handle losing yet another possible friend due to something she never had any control over to begin with.
But clearing her head, and taking a deep breath, she heard the 'ding' of the request being sent and saw the prompt disappear into the ether.
What followed felt like the longest minute of her life. There was no guarantee Jaune was even on at that moment, and he could have already been fast asleep. Not that it mattered to her. If that was the case, she would stay in her chair for the rest of the night until her eyes grew weary and drove her to sleep, waiting for a response that wasn't going to come.
She resumed breathing when the 'ding' came back with 'Silent Knight' having accepted her friend request. At the least, he hadn't immediately shut her out.
But then the color drained from her face as she saw him typing. What if he had accepted her friend request to trash talk her? To talk about how weird she was for sending him the request? To threaten to ostracize her at school for-
There was yet another ding as the message slid into her DMs.
Hey! Did u friend me cuz' of my duo request on Dustit?
She blinked. That… wasn't what had she expected to be asked, and while it wasn't entirely truthful… she tapped out a response.
Yes. I saw your post and that's how I got your friend ID. She replied, lying. Neo had overheard Jaune telling some nerd in one of the classes they shared his friend ID a week ago, and simply noted down the ID for herself as he recited it. She definitely hadn't been debating about whether or not to talk to him for the last week.
Great! You up for some games now?
Certainly! What role should I play? Neo asked.
Uh… support? Did u read my post? Jaune asked, and then quickly added, It's fine if you didn't or forgot! I forget stuff all the time, haha.
On the other side of the monitor from Neo, only a few blocks away, Jaune was punching himself. He had nearly cut off a potential duo partner because he couldn't keep his stupid mouth shut. Of course they had read his post, and even if they hadn't, it's not like they would admit that they hadn't. Jaune wanted to crawl into a hole and die, and groaned the more he thought about it.
Sorry, I just forgotttt. My b :( He read, breathing a sigh of relief. They really had just forgotten. Crisis averted.
All good. Should I queue?
Sure. The other person responded quickly, putting them into ranked queue. Jaune was still recovering from his minor fuckup, and hoped his new found friend would forgive and forget. Which meant that it took him a moment to ask the question that Neo dreaded the most.
Oh, would you mind joining my Dustcord channel? It's a lot easier to talk on there.
Neo mouthed a curse that her parents would have been horrified by, silently screaming as she saw Jaune's request. If she had just revealed who she was to begin with, this wouldn't be an issue. But now that she was purposefully hiding who she was, she had to come up with a believable reason for why she couldn't talk over the microphone.
…which wasn't hard.
My mic's broken. Should be getting a new one soon. I can join and listen! Please forgiveeee me :(
Jaune raised an eyebrow at that. He'd definitely put that he was looking for people that had mics to play with, but at least they'd agreed to play with him, and he didn't want to look like a dick by bringing it up yet again. Maybe they just wanted some to play with, too.
That's fine, and yeah. Any idea when your replacement will be coming? Just curious. He quickly added.
I don't know, maybe a week or two? It got delayed :( Neo said without thinking. She was kicking herself for making a deadline on the issue. Now she had to keep coming up with excuses that would make her story looking flimsier and flimsier, when she could have just said she was poor and couldn't afford one. She held her head in her hands before she heard the 'ding' of Jaune's message.
All good :)
She breathed a sigh of relief. Another crisis avoided. After joining the Dustcord which had at least three dozen other people in it, she was immediately met with a, "Hello? Can you hear me?" from Jaune.
Yep! Loud and clear :)
"Good. I'll try to make callouts, so let me know if you prefer more or less, or… you know what I mean."
Neo just typed a winky face and nearly blushed when Jaune snorted on the other side of the screen.
The queue popped, and were subsequently dumped into a game…
…which they actually managed to win.
"Damn, you're really good! Are you smurfing? It's fine if you are, I was just curious."
Neo would have whistled if she could have, and answered with a non committal, mood breaking clown face emoji. Something that got yet another snort out of Jaune and made her heart sore over even just that simple interaction with the boy. She was happy that he was easy to play with too, even if he wasn't all that good. At least he wasn't a toxic fucktard (her vocabulary, not words of mine).
"You up for another?" He asked. Jaune hadn't ditched her, and was willing to play more?! Everything was proceeding according to plan…
Sure!
They won game after game, and even without Neo able to respond to his calls, they worked surprisingly well together. They were making short work of anyone trying to jump the backlines or 1v2 them. Things were just going… well. Which was unusual for Jaune, since he'd just been on quite the losing streak.
Both of them were high off the win streak. They felt untouchable, like gods. Even though they were both still only in the bottom 30% of players, that didn't matter. The duo was hitting it off, and hitting it hard.
"You up for- oh shit."
What? Something wrong?
Neo immediately panicked that somehow her identity had been found out. She had no idea how that would've happened, but it was entirely possible. Her breathing began to hasten to an almost unhealthy pace. She didn't want to lose the one friend she'd just made, not when everything was just going so well, please not-
"It's 4 am. I have school in 3 hours." Jaune said with the air of a man who knew that he was already dead, and had accepted his fate.
Sucks for u lmaooo
She smiled when she heard Jaune on the other side laughing and then subsequently fake crying.
"...you up for another?" Jaune asked. He'd resigned to his fate. He'd go into school half braindead for the day, try to get in a nap during lunch, and screw up his sleep schedule more than he already had. But it was worth it. He'd gained a whole 200 rank points, and isn't that what really matters in life?
Of course. Neo tapped out. It wasn't as if she wasn't going to have the same problem, but it wasn't worth it at this point for her either. She was used to going in without sleep, anyway. Not that anyone would care if she slept in the middle of class. Teachers had started to just ignore her. Life was easier that way.
And when the queue popped, both of them readied up…
"I can't believe we only lost one game. Wow. Thanks, Anderson." Jaune said, feeling and looking half dead.
Thanksss :) You played well too, Ja
She caught herself and gasped before she had pressed enter. Her sleep deprived brain had almost blown the entire operation. That wasn't something she couldn't afford to do.
Thanksss :) You played well too, Knight! Lmk if you want to play tomorrow.
Or later today, I guess… she typed, followed by yet another clown emoji. It had grown on her for a reason that she couldn't place.
"Definitely will." Jaune said with the same level of energy. He was thrilled to have found somebody good and fun to play with and gone up nearly an entire rank in one night. He'd never been so glad to make a Dustit post before in his life. Sometimes the internet was good for something other than catgirl smut, memes, and news. Sometimes it made lasting friendships, ones that lasted years. Ones treasured forever, with people that had never seen each other's face. It was a wild time they lived in.
Jaune's alarm clock on his Scroll rattled with the godforsaken noise all people chained to a daily routine know and hate. He had to swipe his finger along his Scroll three times before it finally registered.
Was that your alarm? LOL
Neo typed with a smile, only to have hers go off right as she typed it. It took her four attempts to stop it for her arrogance and lack of humility, both of them sharing the same exasperation with needing to deal with real life. She threw her head back in annoyance and mouthed a curse.
"I'm gonna… go. Bye."
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Neo said, letting her finger hold the e key down. Took less energy that way to type. It was efficient, when you think about it. Better than spamming the e key at least.
They both left the call, hung up their headphones, and contemplated taking the day off. But where their routes differed was their choice. While Jaune chose to investigate his pile of 'mostly clean clothes', doing the sniff test on each individual one (and getting progressively more annoyed when they continually failed said test), Neo chose to strip. It wasn't as if anybody was with her in her apartment. No reason to act like a prude and wear a towel to a bathroom in an empty house.
Jaune on the other hand was sniff checking his armpits and decided that they were 'good enough', slapped some deodorant on them, and decided that he was ready to face the world once again.
Neo was going to take considerably longer. She normally liked hot, luxurious baths. And so she prepared one, deciding to treat herself. Filling the tub with hot steamy water and the bathroom with steam. She dipped herself slowly into the bath, enjoying the rejuvenating sensation of the water on her skin.
While Neo was lounging in her bubble bath, Jaune was investigating the contents of his mini fridge. Which, if he was pressed to describe with a single adjective, with possibly a gun to his head, he would describe as 'empty'.
He sighed, pulled a cup ramen out of a cabinet, filled up an electric kettle, and rested his head against the wall for a moment. Just to let his eyes close for a moment. As did Neo…
Both of them jolted awake at the same moment, and arrived at the awful realization that they were going to have to go on through the day like this. Half asleep. But neither of them regretted the reason for that, and smiled at the newborn memory.
Jaune didn't have anything to put in the ramen and ate it plain. He had yet to discover the wonders of customized ramen as he was a freshman, though he would, in time, learn. Albeit possibly slowly. During that time Neo finally gathered the energy to leave the trap of the warm bath, double checking that her brown hair dye was in the foggy mirror. There was the barest hint of pink at her roots which she'd need to take care of later. She also took a few moments to put in her contact lenses, which she hated… but was better than her alternative.
Neo dressed herself as Jaune slurped up the last of his ramen, her vision slightly hazy from lack of sleep as she debated her selection. Jaune was already out the door by the time Neo had gone through half her possible outfits, one of which was a spicy leotard-esque one that showed off her amazing hips (as she would self proclaim), with another being a goth look a friend of hers had been trying to convince her to pull off. At the end of a long trial, with many tribulations, she eventually ended up in a hoodie and sweatpants. She liked the hoodie quite a bit, it would cover up the majority of her hair, and briefly wondered what sort of outfit Jaune would like her in before shaking her head of those thoughts. She munched on a granola bar before rushing out the door and grabbing her backpack.
The busride to Beacon University wasn't particularly long or short at about a 20 minute trip. But the fact that it only showed up every hour meant there was a chance of missing class if you were even a few moments late. The fact that Neo slipped onto the bus milliseconds before the door closed, while Jaune had already been sitting (or rather, nodding off into sleep) in his seat for several minutes was a testament to the fact that self hygiene was overrated.
Neo sat across from Jaune, watching as he slept. The bus was empty apart from them, since they lived out in the middle of what were practically woods at the lower end apartments that were near each other. She briefly wondered if Jaune even remembered her from their childhood, before waving those thoughts away just as she had the thoughts of his opinion on what he liked girls to wear.
There was something hypnotizing about watching his drooling, vulnerable face. It was a lot like watching a puppy sleeping, with the occasional twitch of the leg or snort. She couldn't take her eyes off him even if she wanted to. Like a trainwreck, except far cuter to her. So perhaps a puppy trainwreck? What would that even entail? Cute little puppies wearing train outfits and then colliding with each other as one big fuzzball? How would that…
And before Neo realized it, she was fast asleep, her body gently shaking with the bus' movements like a leaf on the wind.
At which point it was Jaune's turn to wake up. His gaze blurred for a second before he rubbed his eyes. He blinked when he realized there was a girl sitting in front of him. He recognized her, but she definitely hadn't been on this bus before. Usually he was the only one on it. That left him wondering why she was taking the 7:30 AM bus from a place a decent distance away from campus, back to campus.
He couldn't think of a good reason why and easily gave up. Jaune was not a person who thought deeply about things he didn't want to think deeply about. Her hoodie and sweatpants on the other hand…
Damn she looked good in them. He tried not to stare too hard, but her curves were shown off surprisingly well in them, even if her hoodie was covering a bust that he definitely remembered as being generous, especially for someone of her size. A man did not easily forget a chest that… large. It simply wasn't possible. This was something he couldn't help but think deeply about, even if he wished to.
The growing tent in his pants also reminded him that he hadn't fapped the night before. That… he really hoped would not be an issue in his classes. Tired was bad enough, but tired and horny was a recipe for absolute pain, especially since there was no time for him to just quietly take care of it. His classes were too close together to even bother trying to fix the issue. Neo's attractiveness was definitely not helping the situation, especially with how a few strands of her brown hair covered her sleeping face.
Neo also, perhaps surprisingly, came to this same conclusion. However she had no problem with fixing this issue subtly during class. She always came prepared with at least one hidden toy in her backpack and tissues. She did it just to pass time, occasionally, since some of her classes were unbelievably boring and mind numbing.
Both of them were jolted out of another daze when the bus came to a stop and it was their time to drag themselves off of it and to class. They had a moment where they realized that they were both going to the same class together, and had to deal with the awkwardness that came along with walking side by side with someone that you weren't planning to.
"So… Nice day today. Good weather." Jaune said, trying to make small talk to lessen the awkwardness. It did not succeed. If he were rolling a dice, it would have been a natural 2. Bad, but not bad enough to immediately drive her away. He mentally kicked himself for picking the weather out of every topic that he could have, especially when the weather was actually fairly bad. The day was overcast and gray, and none of the students around them looked like they wanted to be on campus at this time either. The only nice thing about the day for Jaune was Neo's eyes, which were a deep and dark brown, almost like chocolate. He briefly wondered if they had always been that color.
Neo nodded enthusiastically at his completely mundane statement. She was just happy to be able to 'talk' to Jaune, even if it was really only one way. She felt like a highschool girl with how she was blushing, and was glad that her hoodie blocked his sight of her face. She wasn't used to emotions such as these, and they were even worse in person. Oddly, she didn't want these feelings to subside, and actually gravitated slightly closer to Jaune, such that she was only a half foot away.
Jaune was internally panicking about the fact that she hadn't even responded. Was he really that awkward? Had he just made her uncomfortable? While Neo walked the rest of the way to class with a metaphorical skip in her step, Jaune felt like a piece of shit.
Their first class was some boring ass lecture, which they showed up to mostly for the attendance points. Half the time the professor wouldn't even talk about the class or the materials, but he also didn't prevent people from talking as long as they were quiet and didn't disturb the rest of the class.
Something that Jaune took full advantage of with his friend.
"I swear, I've never won so many games with someone before. We almost reached gold!" Jaune said, trying to hold back his enthusiasm and failing, nearly drawing the ire of Professor Port.
Ren nodded. "Are they the person that joined your Dustcord last night? Mr. Anderson?" He asked, double checking the name on his Scroll with one hand and writing down the Professor's rant/speech/lecture with the other in a notebook.
"Yeah. They didn't have a mic but they were nice and funny. Going to play with them after class."
A feeling crept over Lie Ren, one where he couldn't be certain but also couldn't be less certain of his intuition.
"How did you meet them?" Ren asked, casually.
"From a Dustit post. I was looking for someone to duo with, remember? And you've already got Nora."
"I thought that your post had remained unnoticed? You said as such a few days ago."
"Yeah, but I guess they somehow saw it last night. Pretty lucky, eh?" Jaune said, elbowing Ren.
"What do they sound like over voice chat?" Ren asked as subtly as he could. He was looking for something specific. Jaune was a well meaning guy, but easily misled.
"They didn't use it. Their mic's broken and they're getting a new one." Jaune explained.
Ren nodded at that. It did make perfect sense. "Let me know when you play tonight, I feel like playing a bit and Nora's got something else planned for the evening."
"Sure. Also, did you see…"
Neo was doing her best to keep calm, her head in her arms as she pretended to sleep while eavesdropping. She sat directly behind Jaune and while she was still high off his initial compliments, she was also fairly certain that Ren was onto her. She'd need to be careful around him if she didn't want to immediately be found out.
But unfortunately, it didn't take long for her eyes to actually close, and for sleep to overtake her.
She awoke to someone shaking her awake. When Neo looked up, she saw a pissed, angry looking Jaune.
"You really thought I wouldn't notice, bitch?" Jaune asked her. Neo tried to back away but his strong hand kept her there. "I don't like when people betray me. So you're gonna be my bitch now, got it?"
Neo tried to open her mouth to explain herself but nothing came out. She couldn't stop Jaune from holding onto her arm.
"You're getting wet now, aren't you, bitch? You get wet when any man touches you? Can't even help yourself." Jaune told her, forcing her closer to him. She could smell his scent with how close he was, it was overpowering and… enjoyable for her. Neo shook her head, she wasn't like that! And she hadn't meant to betray him either!
"Can't even talk back? Good. Means you know I'm right."
Jaune slid his knee between her legs as he pushed onto a desk, eliciting an O face from Neo as he overpowered her. She didn't want this, she didn't want to be taken like this… or did she? She bit her lip as Jaune's knee pressed against her wet pussy, revealing who she truly was.
"You were just trying to goad me into coming onto you? You really are a horny bitch." Jaune said, ripping open her sweatpants and pulling aside her panties. Neo's breathing hitched when he unzipped his own pants and brought out his own throbbing cock, pressing it up against her entrance.
Neo snorted awake once again to someone gently shaking her.
"Hey, uh… class is over. Just wanted to let you know."
She looked up with terror (and some measure of arousal at) Jaune, but was unable to take her eyes off of where she had touched him on her arm, even through her hoodie.
"Are you okay? You look kinda sick." Jaune asked, peering closer at Neo until she couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed her bookbag and scampered off, nearly tripping over a chair as she ran towards her next class.
Jaune was left standing there, dumbfounded. He was unsure what he had done to be so hated, but he was truly wracking his brain at that moment. He thought the interaction after the bus might have been it, but was it really bad enough to force her to run when she saw his face?
That, and she'd left her notebook. He carefully laid it in his bag, making a mental note to hand it back to her when he got the chance.
He didn't have to wait long. The next class had students packed in it like sardines. And there was only one seat open, right next to her. Jaune looked around to double check, and that truly was the only seat left open. He could see her shifting this way and that uncomfortably. Steeling himself, he sat down next to her and could see her freeze like a deer in the headlights.
This professor, unfortunately for them, did not tolerate talking in their class of any kind, especially since Jaune had gotten there just before he would start his lecture. So he wordlessly pulled out Neo's notebook and slid it onto her part of the desk.
She looked between him and the notebook, her mind going blank. She really, really hoped he hadn't peeked inside it. It definitely didn't have doodles of his back in it, or anything unsavory that she wouldn't show to her parents. That was impossible. She examined Jaune's face and found it… blank. She was fine. Probably. He probably hadn't seen anything.
To try and take her mind off it, she started to actually listen to Professor Oobleck's lecture, studiously trying to write down his rapid fire notes to jot down, after having been reenergized by her short nap. A short nap that was making her… shift a little bit. She hadn't been able to clean herself up between classes and was going to have to live with wet undergarments for another hour and a half. She tried her best to ignore it, and throw herself into History.
It was Jaune's turn to sleep. And sleep he did through the class.
Only to reawaken when he heard an eraser drop next to him. He looked down to see Neo leaning over to pick it up and showing him an unparalleled view of her wonderful, but hidden rack. He could also tell that she was going commando, information he hadn't been privileged enough to know moments before.
She flashed him a smirk, crawling on her knees beneath their shared desk to get the eraser and that was that. Jaune went back to trying to pay attention to the lecture before he felt and heard the 'zip' of his fly. He glanced down to see Neo with a finger to her perfect, soft looking lips. Lips that she licked as she undid his underwear, revealing Jaune's quickly growing erection. She also blinked… and her eyes were different? They were no longer brown, but a mix of white and pink.
Jaune could feel her hot breath on it, and had to stop himself from crying out as she wrapped her delicate fingers around his member and stroked it. Making him harder and longer by her touch. It was already the best thing he'd ever felt in his life and it'd only been twenty seconds. He had to bury his head in his arm to keep from making sounds or faces, his hand clenching as Neo began to fondle his balls in tandem. He had no idea someone else's hands could feel that good.
But what sent him over the edge was when he felt her warm, tight mouth around his dick, enveloping it whole. He had to grit his teeth, her hole swallowing around his cock. He could hear her faintly beneath the table, choking and sputtering on his dick. He had no idea how no one else could hear it, but he was in position to complain or say much. It felt too good inside her, and he knew his time was near. He could feel his balls contracting as they prepared to churn out his seed.
He couldn't help but grunt, his legs twitching as he exploded inside Neo's mouth. He could hear her gulping down wave after wave of his cum down her throat and into her stomach. Her tongue maneuvering around his shaft even as he came and milked cum out of him.
Jaune sighed in content as Neo released her cock from his mouth, kissed the tip of it, and sealed it back up in his pants. Only to give him yet another smirk and briefly open her mouth to show his semen coating the inside of it.
And, unsurprisingly, the dream faded and Jaune was left with the cold hard reality of wet underwear and disappointment. He almost wished Neo had been sucking on his dick during class. At least he wouldn't have been horny that way. She glanced at him just long enough for Jaune to know she'd done it on purpose, before he realized he was staring at her and no longer dreaming.
He did his best to pay attention to the rest of class, although admittedly his best wasn't all that great.
When Neo and him stepped into the next class, he had to briefly wonder if he really hadn't noticed her the past few weeks. And then he realized that yeah, he actually could remember seeing her occasionally. She never answered questions or raised her hand, but he could definitely remember her. The bus debacle must have been because she took the bus at a different time, or maybe had someone drive her.
This all made sense to Jaune, and he was able to live with it.
He wasn't able to live with the fact that she was still extremely nervous when standing next to him, and still had yet to say a single thing to him. It was confusing his poor mind. Maybe he'd done something on a different day and forgotten about it? What the hell was it?!
"Good evening class. Today, you will be working on a group assignment. As hunters- er, students, it is utterly imperative that you learn to coordinate with one another to defeat… homework assignments. Partner with the next person that meets your eyes, check the assignment on the website, and you have until the end of class when I come back."
The gray haired cane wielding professor left, and Jaune swore that he could smell the stench of alcohol on him. He didn't think that professor had been that… unprofessional during other classes, but maybe he was also getting over something?
Without thinking, Neo and Jaune's eyes met. Neo internally squeed before subduing that thought for a more serious 'this is acceptable thought', while Jaune just dreaded further making the girl uncomfortable.
There weren't many other people in the class. There was Ren's… friend? The orange haired one. A clique of girls that he had never talked to before that seemed to be led by the youngest of them, and a lone red haired girl that sat at the edge of class. He vaguely remembered talking to her on occasion on other group assignments, and since there was nobody else in class…
"Do you want to join our group?" Jaune asked Pyrrha. The 'warrior' blinked at that, taking a look at the girl almost possesively standing next to him. The two women recognized each other, but it was more in the way that lone wolves noticed each other than friends.
"Thank you, Jaune, but I've already worked something out with Professor Ozpin. I really do appreciate you asking, though. Sorry."
Jaune nodded at that and sat down at a table with Neo to work on the assignment. It was some team building exercise that looked like it had been written in under 10 minutes flat while drunk, and was somehow padded to take up the entire class.
Neo pulled her chair closer to him to look at the assignment, and only then did he notice how sweet she smelled. It was a pleasant one that he'd never noticed before, even in their previous class. Probably because there were too many people together. But he did his best to subtly sniff, and had no regrets doing so.
Until he remembered how he smelled and mentally took an L.
"Alright so… What do you think of the current issue in Mistral?" Jaune asked, reading out loud the prompt.
Neo took out her pen and paper, much to Jaune's confusion, and began to write in a flowing, beautiful cursive, a perspective about the situation that he had never seen before. He wiped away the beginnings of a tear when he handed it back.
"I… agree with everything you said. I-I can't believe you phrased it so perfectly." He said with a sniff. Neo looked proud at Jaune's display of emotions, nodding to herself in self affirmation.
"But why did you write it down on paper instead of just telling me?"
Neo tried to hide her shock but failed terribly.
"Sorry! I just… is it something I did?" Jaune asked, rubbing the back of his neck. Neo felt a sudden and overwhelming urge to lick it, but luckily this odd phenomenon passed quickly.
Was he asking if he was the one that had taken her voice? Or… wait… did he not know she was mute?
That was endearing and also annoying in its own way, and she quickly wrote out the answer on the paper before showing it to him.
I'm mute. I can't talk.
Jaune felt incredibly stupid after reading that and wanted to crawl into a hole in die. What made him retreat from the hole was that he actually knew some sign language, though he couldn't quite remember why.
He placed his hand on his forehead and brought it outwards, lighting up Neo's face and bringing a smile to it. If she had a tail, it would have certainly been wagging even from that simple knowledge. She looked expectant to see more, and Jaune delivered in what could only be described as 'rusty' sign language.
It's been a while since I used this, but hopefully you banana.
Neo looked baffled at the last word before figuring out what he had meant quickly from context.
No problem. Most people don't even know it.
Jaune panicked as she signed quickly at him, mentally replaying the motions in his head as he tried to decipher it before finally doing so.
Yeah. I can't remember why I learned it. I think it was so I could talk to a crush of mine when I was younger or something? Kids, am I wrong? Left? Straight? Right? Jaune said, finally using the correct sign.
He saw Neo pause for a moment before breaking out into a blush. She didn't even look at him as she signed.
That's sweet of you. I'm sure they appreciated it!
They were really happy, but moved away at some point. I always wondered what happened to them.
I'm sure they're fine. Neo signed with a pat on his back and a smile. She felt elated at being able to just casually touch him, and secretly hungered to do it even more.
Thanks. Now about this question on the assignment…
Time flew as they 'talked', Jaune gradually remembered more and more of the language with an overly enthusiastic Neo to converse with. It was almost sad when Professor Ozpin came back, considerably more sober and announced they were free to leave.
Can I get your number?
Neo's jaw dropped at the question before Jaune added on. Sorry! For the assignment! ASSIGNMENT!
She actually looked a little disappointed at the addition, but Jaune chalked it up to him misunderstanding her.
Yeah. Here.
She wrote it out, tore off the piece of paper and handed it to him.
Thanks, I- oh shit! I've gotta go! I promised I would play with someone!
Neo was confused and mildly annoyed by his choice of words. What bitch or bastard was taking away her time with him? She'd kill them, slit open their throats, and leave their corpse for the gulls.
Jaune didn't know why Neo suddenly looked pissed, but he hurriedly tried to explain.
It's a friend I met online last night. We were going to play…
"Underwatch. How do you say that in sign language?" Jaune asked her out loud. Neo stroked a loose piece of hair for a moment while thinking, before finally coming to a conclusion. He copied her actions before finally getting it down.
Anyway we were going to play Underwear.
Neo had to keep back a snort while Jaune continued.
Do you play Underwear? He asked, using the sign language that Neo had taught him.
Not really. Feel free to show me it sometimes. I've always been pretty interested in your Underwear.
Jaune mentally thought about what she'd said before concluding that he'd simply misunderstood one of the signs. But he couldn't ask her for clarification and had to catch the next bus.
Neo sighed with happiness. She was the bitch Jaune was going to meet. And everything was going so well she could hardly contain her energy. She felt like she could dodge bullets with how elated she was.
And then she realized that if Jaune was going to meet up with that 'bitch' online, she needed to be on that bus as well. She did a mad dash, once again slipping onto the bus with milliseconds to spare. She sheepishly sat a seat away from Jaune on the same side as him on the bus, only to glance over and see him messaging someone on Dustcord.
Should be on in a minute if you still want to play. He messaged Mr. Anderson. Only to hear the sound of a notification on someone's Scroll nearby. He looked over and noticed Neo, who realized that her Scroll had just gone off when he'd sent the message.
Oh shit. She thought, before hurriedly going onto her Scroll, typing out random characters to a friend, and sending it to make it look like she was responding to a message before turning off her notifications altogether.
Oh, what's your name by the way? Jaune asked.
N-E-O. Like a neapolitan icecream.
"What is… what's the last two words?"
Neo mimed holding an icecream and licking it, before stopping two seconds in after realizing what it actually looked like she was doing and feeling utterly embarrassed.
Jaune's poker face was excellent at that moment.
Oh, ice cream? He offered, without even a trace of a boner anywhere on his body.
Y-yeah. Neo said, managing to stutter in sign.
Ooohh. A neapolitan icecream? I get it. Jaune said, nodding.
Yep. Also, let me know whenever you want to work on the assignment. I should be free today.
Thanks for letting me know. I'll try to text you when I can.
Both of them sat in a pleasant silence as they waited for the bus to take them home, happy with the events of the day and looking forward to the next.