"You never show me so I wouldn't know..."

Couple of hours later.

JNPR dorm room.

"Ps." Pyrrha finally decided to quietly call out to him. As she observed how his form continuously shifted and twisted under the blanket, she came to a conclusion that he couldn't get any sleep either.

"Yea?" He came to acknowledge her in muffled tone.

"You can't get any sleep either?" She started with the obvious.

"Pretty much." He admitted.

"Somethings occupying your mind?"

"Yep." He chirped. "That conversation with mother just doesn't relent from my thoughts and," Yang. He had been thinking about her too, but that Pyrrha didn't have to know. There was no need to pointlessly involve his love into his trials with the brash brawler. "To be honest, I've been thinking a lot about my conversation with mother, really. And you?" He turned on his side to face her. "What's keeping you up?"

Thanks to the moonlight being the only faint source of light in the room, Jaune did not notice the blush on her cheeks.

"I've been thinking a lot too." True, but very vague answer. For reasons that she did not wish to discuss it here.

Jaune wasn't able to catch a few notes of hesitation her voice displayed. "Mind to share what?" Hence he boldly inquired in greater detail.

Pyrrha pursed her lips. "I'll tell you, but," She abruptly stopped, pondering what to say further. The solution which first came to her mind was that she simply had to make them move to a different location. Pyrrha only needed a reason as to why.

"How about we have a spar? We haven't had one in quite some time." She suddenly suggested.

Jaune made an odd grimace. "This late?" He was a little bit wary of that. Although…he reconsidered the idea afterwards since the sleep wasn't on friendly terms with him tonight. Perhaps her suggestion wasn't that bad then.

"It is, I know." She admitted a bit uneasily. "But since neither of us can fall asleep, I thought that maybe we could give it a try. I've been kind of missing our evening sparring's."

Jaune hummed in agreement. Though upon recollection of memories, he blew a soft chuckle. "Other than getting my ass kicked every single time, I've missed them too."

Pyrrha kindly returned a snicker.

"And also," She fondly mused for a moment. "I've been missing those moments where we would simply bide our time in silence. Or if not silence, then we would share our troubles and worries with each other. Being there to offer a welcome company and help. That sort of thing." She smiled with fondness, though soon bit her lip and narrowed her eyes in powerful emotion. Yes, there was something on her mind, truthfully. But that something was not a side of her which she displayed often to him. She confined it and only allowed glimmers of it to reach her partner. But after overhearing what Lilianna said to him, Pyrrha wondered how would Jaune feel if she were to be more truthful to her feelings.

"That's a modest way to put it, Pyrrha." Jaune smiled. "It was usually just me whining about stuff while you comforted me."

"You helped me out too." She added.

"I guess I did." He went with the flow and fell quiet briefly. To be honest, her idea came to be all the more appealing as he thought about it. "You know, I guess we could give it a try. It would be awesome to finally test my buddies as well."

Pyrrha found it to be a relief. "Then have we decided?"

Jaune gave it a last thought. "Sure, let's do it. Tomorrow will be a bit tougher day, but that's fine with me." He fixed himself to a sitting position. Pyrrha did too.

"Should we had to the old training gym then?" Pyrrha inquired, her tone just a little sullen. "Beacon's rooftop will be covered in think snow about now." She casted a glance to the window. Pyrrha barely saw a glimpse of sky through the heavy snow falling in abundance. "The temperature has dropped really low as well, plus the surface will be slippery, I'm sure of it. Of course, it's a necessity that a huntsman should learn to fend himself in any and all circumstances," She casted Jaune a knowing grin. She already said the same the winter before this one. "However, it's even more vital that you adapt to your new weaponry to its fullest capacity."

Jaune took a little bit of time, but nodded a 'yes.' Of course, much like Pyrrha, he too wished that they could have chosen their precious location. But knew better as well that her words held impeccable truth.

"I have the keys at all times. So let's head to the gym."

"Okay, then."

With location decided, both of them stealthily packed what they needed, changed their pajamas to casual attire, and headed forth to the gym.


Jaune shallowed slowly, his cheeks shaded in red. He was in middle of changing his shirt, yet only his belly was exposed as he stood still, not daring to miss a frame of beauty presented to him.

Seeing Pyrrha in nothing, but underwear was a rather…alluring sight. Somehow, she didn't seem interested in changing her outfit in the locker room. He even suggested it after noting how she proceeded to take off her red sweater. Instead of obliging, she simply casted him a simple smile and took it off anyways. Working her way to take off her blue jeans next.

That left Jaune thinking that maybe he should head to the locker room instead. Jaune thought it would be a right choice to make. He even half turned to oblige further, yet his body stifled tight in place. Seeing his girlfriend's chest jiggle just slightly as she bounced feebly to better take off her jeans, made him unable to resist surfacing urges. So very little movement her chest made, yet he still found it incredibly seductive. He eyed her intently, his blue sliding across her curves as she idly stood by. Only two pieces of clothing separating her from being fully exposed. However, that only bolstered his imagination to visualize how she would look completely naked. For what it was worth, enjoying his partners flesh in almost plain sight was a perfect balance of modesty, yet also intoxicating attractiveness.

"Maybe I should use this as my battle gear from now on as we spar. Seems that this get up could be used to strengthen your mental fortitude, and increase your concentration capacity. Judging by how you…" She purred, giving her lip a faint bite. "Struggle to resist your inner temptations."

"Sure." Jaune nonchalantly, absently mumbled. Then he went over her words a couple of times. Just enough for them to click. "O-oh, sorry. I-I didn't mean to stare like that." Embarrassment claimed him firmly, he frantically shifted back to changing his outfit.

Pyrrha snickered, though felt slightly disappointed. "Jaune, I was just joking." She reassured. "Besides," She put the runner shorts over her legs to clothe them, slowly. "There's nothing wrong if you want to look. It only makes me all the more delighted to know that you find me attractive." She turned to face him, crossing her left hand right under the breasts to clutch her right arm.

Jaune hesitated a bit, but allowed to cast a few more glances to her. His blue ran over her divinely built upper body a couple of times, and he moved them to look into his partners face. She was blushing ever so slightly, but otherwise showed a…content smile he guessed.

"I…I really do find you incredibly attractive." He timidly scratched his head, a sheepish smile on his lips. Jaune noticed how her eyes narrowed, her smile growing a little bit wider.

"And you shouldn't be ashamed of that." She reprimanded him softly, standing idly in place, as if deciding on what to do next.

"Yea I…sorry." He shrugged at her apologetically. "I just find it annoyingly hard to be honest when it comes to stuff like that."

"Then…do you find me more than just incredibly attractive?" She inquired softly.

"I…I don't know. I mean depends on what you mean." He squirmed, cursing himself for his own sheepishness.

Pyrrha moved herself to his side, cupping his face gently. "I mean-is there more to it than that?" She softly inquired under his breath, her emeralds pacing from his lips to eyes.

Jaune shallowed, his mouth running dry. He wasn't sure. No, he was sure that Pyrrha acted differently. He simply wasn't certain in what way exactly…Or maybe, Jaune simply felt intimidated or anxious to admit how intoxicated he was by her seductiveness.

"Of course there is." He wrapped his hands around her bare back, his tone gentle, but raw in displaying aplenty of other emotions. "You should know that."

"Should I?" She questioned, gently playing with his lip with her own. "You never show me so I wouldn't know…" She continued to play with his lip, ever so often sliding her tongue in between them.

It took only so much time before Jaune pressed his mouth fully to hers, letting his own tongue rampant. Partially he did so because he simply couldn't resist. Other reason would be to cool off the heat travelling his system. Perhaps if he would let it flow freely to the destinations it so desired to, Jaune would feel more at ease. However, as luck would have it with him, the plan only backfired. Blonde only got drawn more into the haze of simplistic, but so insurmountable cravings.

He didn't know. Did Pyrrha really add something magical, intoxicating to the kiss or was he just that vulnerable to his desires for her suddenly. Maybe it simply boiled down to her being more honest about what she wanted. Perhaps that, maybe something else. Whatever it was, however, mattered only so much as Jaune kept losing his composure. The anxieties crumbling away as well.

He didn't touch her in any erotic way, no. That much self-control and awareness blonde had still retained. However, he did pin his loves body against the wall, one of his hands resting just under the clip of her bra. Seemingly unsure whenever to snap it open or not. He kissed her some more, his hand still idly biding its time.

Then he realized something. A sudden crack in his already feeble composure.

His other hand was brazenly massaging something soft, seemingly familiar, but also uncharted.

He calculated quickly that if Pyrrha didn't mind him massaging her breast in bra, removing it would only benefit them both. Maybe her especially so from how she gasped in short, powerful bursts of pleasure. Ones so alluring and raw in pleasure that Jaune craved more than anything to know-how she would gasp if he were to touch her naked.

And then his blissful joys and plans were cut abruptly apart. With a light push from her hand, Pyrrha created a moderate distance from her to Jaune. Other one she stealthily removed from her shorts. Her cheeks a solid blush, Pyrrha's chest was pacing in deep motions as she was felt breathless. Her emeralds firmly locked into his, redhead wasn't able to say anything back just yet.

She didn't expect this. Or more like Pyrrha didn't plan to go this far with her plan. She simply wanted to seduce him a little. Ignite a more prominent spark of craving for her. Accomplish that much and then leave it at that.

Pyrrha squirmed a little, her body still indulged in erotic expectations.

She had lost it.

Before she knew it, her body craved more than she planned.

Before she knew it, Jaune had completely given into her.

Before she knew it, she had pleasured herself with her own hand.

Before she knew it, Jaune stared her down with the most lustful look he ever had.

She almost lost it again.

"…We have to do training..." She managed to say. Softly, pleadingly, her hand trembling in overwhelming pressure as she wanted to slid it back into her shorts. Jaune had never looked at her that way before.

"Training…yea, training." He mumbled uncaringly. Shallowing hard, he took deep breaths as the blissful experience still had its marks on him. However, his system did cool down as he only continued to stare his partner down. His mind, it eventually came back in gear and he could process the situation more rationally.

Then he moved to kiss her. Simply, gently, just to express that he loved her. "Training, we have to do training." He reminded her, and to himself.

Seeing Jaune back in his senses, made it so much easier for Pyrrha to cool down as well. "Yea," She smiled under his breath, offering a single kiss back.

With both of them back to usual, they parted briefly to dress their battle gear. Of course, as they changed their attire for good, both of them traded glances every now and then. Their faces showing a faint blush, although smiles and giggles were more empowering since the experience was pleasant more than anything. Jaune did nervously squirm a couple of times however, when he finally noticed that his man-steel wasn't exactly limp. Fortunately, his love either didn't notice it or ignored the bulge altogether. He didn't care which one it was as he was thankful either ways, and took extra more time in changing his clothing for the pressure in his shaft to finally subside. With that much hassle out of the way, combat attire was finally clothed. Both of them soon coming to an agreement to use the ring as their battle ground. Jaune stared down on his fists, Ember Celica on. Just the feel of the weapon alone felt so much different than Crocea Mors. No brainer, sure, but he still took a mental note of it.

"How does it feel?" Pyrrha asked.

Jaune rotated his weaponized fists in all possible angles, soon doing some practice swings. "Certainly different from sword and a shield." He started with the obvious. Moving around on his feet, Jaune allowed himself to perform some shadowboxing to get a better feel of things.

Pyrrha waited patiently until Jaune would comment further. However, she could already tell that his answer would be promising one. From how his lips grew into a satisfying smirk.

"It doesn't feel bad though. I'm actually surprised at how light Ember Celica is."

Pyrrha could partially tell herself from how sharp even his practice swings were.

"Sure, they're heavier than gloves, but certainly don't feel like a hindrance." Jaune halted to a stop, still eyeing his buddies. "If I would try to summarize it…they feel awesome." He grinned in delight and excitement.

Pyrrha was glad to hear. "That's good…Then I won't shy away to warn you."

Jaune sensed trepidation just from the way her tone sounded.

"I won't hold back. Prepare yourself accordingly." She formed a combat stance, her harsh emeralds hovering over the shield.

Jaune shallowed nervously. That glare of hers sure did remind him how menacing his girlfriend could be. Otherwise he had almost forgotten.

In grand total, the number of times they had sparred was well over a hundred. Maybe even nearing two. However, during all the duels they shared, Pyrrha had gone all out once.

A single beat of sweat ran down his temple.

He survived exactly 20 seconds. Yes, for the sake of tracking down his progress, they actually timed down their fights from time to time. And those 20 seconds were at the peak of his skill, to not say anything else.

"Eyes focused, Jaune. Don't you dare to falter." Pyrrha demanded sternly, seeing how his partner gradually grew more nervous.

Jaune exhaled, narrowing his eyes to glare back at his love-no, his opponent. Right now, she was his opponent, and his task was to bring her down.

Pyrrha mentally smiled, approving how mean his blue looked. A sign he was ready.

"I'll count to 3."

Jaune nodded.

"1…"

Would it end as badly as once before?

"2…"

Or would a brighter result dawn upon him?

"3…"

Jaune took that one, last breath. He knew that the chances to draw in another one would be very scarce.

"Go!" Pyrrha exclaimed in full throat, their paths crossing in instant.


Nora grinned widely, her eyes showing a dubious spark. For once, she was actually thankful that she awoke in a middle of night. Usually, Nora was far from fond of it. However, this time was truly worth it as she stared at the two, empty beds. One besides hers, the other one besides Ren's.

Now, what could they do in a middle of night all alone?

"Hey, Ren." She called out to him mid-tone. Just like her, he too often awoke in a middle on night. Plus, Ren by nature was a light-sleeper. Rather unfortunate since thunder girl was a fairly loud snorter. A side-effect of her semblance perhaps?

"Hey, Ren." She called him again. For now, her voice was lost in silence. No worries, however. There was a very simple way to know if he was sleeping or not.

"I'll count to 3." She warned him while giggling. "When the count is out, I'll jump attack you…Ready? Here I go-one…two…thr,"

"What is it, Nora?" His deadpan voice suddenly sounded. He had absorbed plenty of kicks in his face to know better when she was joking or not. Well, at least his perception increased even further as a result of it. So hey, there was a silver lining at least.

"Have you noticed it?" She asked with a chirp.

"Noticed what?" He inquired innocently.

"The decrease in number, of course."

"…Yes."

Nora giggled. "So…what do you think they're doing?"

Ren wasn't slow to click. "Nora, it's not very modest to inquire such things. They're meant to stay private."

Nora gasped with a faint blush. "Wait, so you think they're having sex as well?"

Ren's body tensed in surprise. "N-no, I didn't say anything like that." There was an uncharacteristic oomph in his tone.

That only added more amusement to her giggle. "Tch, tch, tch, tch." She shook her head. "It's too late to play the innocent card now, my dear, Ren. I've caught you in your crime."

"There's no crime to catch me in. You're the one who thinks that they're having sex."

"Am I the only one though?" She inquired haughtily.

Ren half-opened his mouth, then closed it shut. There was no point to maneuver this out. Once she had decided on something, there was no turning back. Sigh…"Fine," He started, slowly turning around to face her. "There is a possibility that they're-whoa." He got startled a little from Nora's face being up close to him. "How did you get here?" He asked, though knew all to soon it was pointless.

Nora curved her brow. "I got up, walked over your bed and snuggled under your blanket?" She explained as if it couldn't be any more simple.

Ren remained silent. What he really wanted to know was how she did it with-out him noticing. But he wouldn't press on any further since Nora wouldn't explain in any reasonable manner anyways. It was far easier to just go with the flow.

"So then," Nora started, her voice a little bit shy now. "You really think they're having sex right now?"

"Perhaps, maybe not." Ren answered simply. "But it really isn't of our concern to know in any greater detail."

"We could always have a peek or two."

"Nora."

She giggled. "Come on, I was just kidding. I'm not the type."

A single corner of his lip raise. "I know. Besides, if they want to take a step further in their relationship, then all the more power to them. They deserve to be happy."

Nora smiled in fondness, allowing herself to muse over the couple's progression. "I think it's awesome how close they've become. Always had a hunch that they had a thing for each other."

"Me too."

A sudden idea popped in her mind, making her grin. "Then that makes us two to protect 'Arkos.'"

Ren allowed a smile. "Like always, you're trying to pull into your shenanigans."

"First of all, it's not a shenanigan. Secondly, you always follow my doings anyways."

"Somehow," He admitted. "Either ways, better get some sleep now. Otherwise you'll miss your pancakes."

"That's not true. I know you'll leave me some."

"I have to." Ren's voice sounded deadly serious. "Can't risk to awake the demon inside you."

Nora pouted her cheeks. "Hey, I don't get that mad." She jabbed him playfully.

Ren allowed a soft chuckle. "Who knows, better avoid casualties if we can."

She jabbed him again, slightly stronger this time. "Jerk." She scolded, but quickly her grimace brightened. "Okay, okay. I'll go back to sleep."

Ren nodded in acknowledgment.

Then Nora closed her eyes.

"Nora." Ren started.

"Yes?" She snapped one eye open.

"You have your own bed." He simply said.

"Aww, come on." She pouted her lip, mimicking a hurt grimace. "We often used to sleep together when we were little."

Ren closed his eyes, sighing. That they did, he remembered.

"Would it be bothersome..?" She asked in that gentle tone he knew all too well.

Ren opened his eyes. That gentle grimace too, he knew all too well.

Then he turned his back to her.

"Just try not to snort too loudly."

Nora's grimace brightened, her smile a self-contained one. "I'll do my best for you." She snuggled closer to his back, sneaking her hand under the pit of his.

Ren said nothing.

Neither did Nora.

Both of them were fine like this.

…Then she felt how he wrapped his fingers around hers.


Jaune stared at the floor, disbelief engraved in his features. He had a hunch. He had a feeling in his gut that this would be different. However, not to such an extent. The duel ended so quickly that Jaune could hardly recollect bits and pieces of it. Or maybe, there was nothing more for him to remember. Just bits and pieces. Jaune looked at his Ember Celica.

Such prowess it held.

That one punch he landed into Pyrrha's shield confirmed that immediately. The explosive energy it released being so great that Jaune's own core shook as adrenaline flowed through his system. Just one punch was all it took to know for sure how much potential Ember Celica held. A whole new world of possibilities and heights opening up for him. Jaune shallowed in pain.

He had a hunch. He had a feeling in his gut that this would be different. However, not to such an extent.

Jaune gazed up to look at Pyrrha, and saw how she eyed him with concern. Not that he could blame her. Forget about closing the gap between them. He landed nothing, blocked nothing.

If anything, the gap in their combat prowess breached the widest it had ever been.

Authors note: Sup guys! Back again with a new chapter. This time around, I'll answer the reviews and then maybe add a little bit else.

Jkdelta38-Yea, I can admit that I was laughing quite hard writing that scene. Well, at least for me it was funny and it's awesome to know that you found it funny as well. And thanks for the kind words:) Until the next time.

WarRedMachine20-Delighted to hear from you again. Yes, your words truly did warm my heart and it was such a grand compliment that I do think about it from time to time. As for the love triangle, well, Yang is still unsure about her feelings, but it's easy to tell that she views Jaune as someone very close to her. But of course, since there will be more development between the two, we'll see where it goes in the end. For Yang more than anyone else I mean. And that would be it for now;)

With reviews answered, I just wanted to inform those who maybe don't know that I have a new short story in my list. Now, that definitely isn't the one I talked about earlier. It's a short fic about Jaune and Weiss. Just wanted to clear things out if there perhaps was a little bit of confusion, although I did mention that the grander short story I'm still working on is about Jaune and Pyrrha. So you probably knew better already that "Vanilla ice-cream." wasn't the story I mentioned back then. Anyways, you can go check it out if you haven't already. It's nothing more than a really short one-shot of Weiss and Jaune, but I would still appreciate if you would have a look at it.

Yes, I'm that desperate for attention…fuck my life:D

Anyways though, thanks for the amazing support and until the next time comes-

Have a nice one;)