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The room was somewhere around not quite spacious enough. In it five beds had been set in a row. Wayle had been forced to pick the middle one which left him very uncomfortable. He had felt a large amount of animosity from the male population and he knew the female population had heard about, if not even started rumours about, him.

He really hadn't wanted to bring attention to him. Now, he was a special exception to the academy's rules as a one man team and he was residing with four girls who each held a large amount of charm in their own areas. Currently he was keeping as much of a low profile as a capital ship in orbit sending random volleys of fire around it. His fears was that, by the end of the first week, he could count those who had no idea about him on his hands.

The girls had gone to bed, tired from the day's events and Wayle couldn't blame them. He himself felt exhausted as well, although not for the same reason. Luckily he was quite capable of handling stress or he would most likely already have had a breakdown, or two, maybe even three, and most likely have left a few bodies behind. He mused on the day's events, it had started quite reasonably, a nice bit of practice and a nice breakfast had set a good mood for him. Then came the initiation. He frowned. He had his suspicions about the beginning. He felt like he had been sent too far away from the others, and he had kept any deviations during the landing at a minimum, so why had he been so far away? Thinking back he realized that his plate had launched him slightly to the right.

He turned over, trying to find a more comfortable position, but lying sideways meant he was either looking at Yang or looking at Weiss and lying on his back just got him back to contemplating again. He sighed and rose from his bed. Maybe a short late night walk would clear his head a bit?

He wandered the halls a bit, making sure to memorise the layout to avoid getting lost on his way back. Finally he found a way up to the roof where he had a nice view of the academy and the surroundings. Sitting down cross-legged he started meditating, reaching out into the force. His perception expanded and soon he could sense every single person in the academy. They all had power to them, the so called Aura. He supposed it was a basic requirement for training at the academy.

Then he felt a presence close to him. He opened his eyes and without turning to face her spoke out: "Hello Blake. Having trouble sleeping as well?"

"Oh. I thought you were too deep into meditation to notice me so I was unsure how to act." The girl sounded surprised. Wayle supposed she considered herself good at stealth. She was, no doubt about it. Just that he had other ways to find her than just the five primary senses most sentient beings had.

"I have a sort of sixth sense that alerted me to your presence. Living a long time in danger gives you a knack for things like that." He turned towards her as she made her way over.

"I suppose that makes some sense, although I'm hardly convinced." She sat down next to him and looked at him darkly. "You are keeping secrets. You can do odd things, your background is an unknown and you sometimes act falsely."

"I'm hardly the only one keeping secrets. You as well. What do you hide behind that bow of yours?"

A slight widening of her eyes told volumes, but to Wayle her emotions were bare and he could feel the slight panic, the fear and the tiny hints of anger.

"I'm not sure I follow, this bow is just for decoration."

"It's twitching and you still have it on even when you are in your sleepwear. Which does suit you quite well by the way." He smiled.

"I… I don't…" She stammered, obviously worried about something.

"Please, Blake. I won't mind no matter what you are hiding."

She sighed, a look of defeat in her eyes as she undid her ribbon. Wayle's eyes widened slightly as a pair of black cat ears was revealed. Wayle was quite unfamiliar with Faunus, only having seen a few since coming to Beacon and none before that. But he had seen far stranger humanoids in his time, a human with animal ears and tail was nothing. That, and she was absolutely adorable.

"You are a Faunus? I see. It makes sense in so many ways." Wayle let his surprise and curiosity show on his face. From what he had gathered since arriving in this strange world, Faunus were generally disliked and discriminated by the humans. Wayle cared little for such nonsense, he judged people much more based on their personality than anything else.

"Do you hate me now?" Blake looked sad, clearly fearing that he would react like so many others.

"Why would I hate you? You have done nothing to incur my ire and your personality, while a little antisocial, is one I have no problem with." He smiled again.

"I see, thank you. I… There are so few who are willing to accept the Faunus. It caught me off guard." A slight smile formed on her lips. "But could you keep it a secret? I don't want people judging me for what I am."

"Don't worry about that. I have no intention of telling the others until you feel ready." He turned to look out over the grounds. "But I will say this. Your teammates have a right to know. I think they will be able to understand. At least after a while and getting to know the true you."

"Why were you willing to accept me so easily?"

"I thought I told you already." He rose up and started to walk towards the door, but stopped halfway there. "Besides, one so graceful and beautiful could hardly be worth hating for something so simple as a pair of adorable ears on top of her head."

A slight blush formed at having her ears called adorable. "Now you're just flattering me. Just like that time with Weiss." She suddenly had a look of playful indignation.

"So you found me out." He sent a mischievous smile her way and returned to their room. This time he fell on his bed and almost immediately fell asleep.

-Break—

He had woken up early to find that only Blake was awake yet.

"Did you sleep at all?" He asked jokingly.

"Yes. I just wake up early, just like you." Her reply showed no hint of the events of last night as she looked up from the book she was reading.

"Oh well, I'll head out for some light training. I'll meet you either at breakfast or in class." He said before entering the bathroom to change.

When he got out he found that the others still hadn't awoken. He gave a quick nod to Blake before carefully exiting the room.

He made his way back over to where he had done his routine the day before, and upon finding it to still be secluded enough he began his routine. After having gone through the somewhat lengthy routine and working up a bit of a sweat he headed over to the nearest shower area for a quick shower and to change into the school uniform.

The uniform consisted of a black suit lined with gold with a blue vest and a white shirt underneath and a red tie. While not something Wayle enjoyed wearing, he still admitted to somewhat liking it aesthetically even if he disliked it practically.

He then noted he had a little while before class so he headed for the dining hall for some breakfast. He found a number of students there, but somewhat worryingly noted the absence of team RWBY and JNPR. He shrugged and moved on to the next thing on his agenda, WORLD DOMINATION! No, that was breakfast, world domination would be too annoying, at least at his current capability and resources, which at the moment was him, a bit of money, and his weapons, one of which he would not use unless he had to. Well, he also had the force which was one of the greatest allies one could ask for.

After finishing breakfast he headed to his first class, Grimm studies. Sounded useful enough. It was always a good idea to know ones enemies. There were only a few students there when he arrived, but more trickled in by the minute. Then, in the last moment before class was supposed to start, teams RWBY and JNPR burst in through the door. Recomposing themselves they found some seats. Team RWBY sat down next to him in the front row while team JNPR sat down a bit higher up.

"You are almost late. May I inquire about the reason?" Wayle spoke up first.

"We were unpacking and decorating and got so caught up in it that we lost track of time." The one who answered were Ruby who looked a bit sheepish. Wayle just shrugged and turned his attention to the professor that just entered the room.

He was a portly elderly man with finely combed grey hair and a slightly ridiculously large moustache. He wore a double-breasted burgundy suit with gold piping and buttons. He also had olive coloured cavalry boots which his pants were tucked down into.

"Monsters, deeemons, prowlers of the night. Yes the creatures of Grimm have many names. But I merely refer to them as prey. Ha, ha." While Wayle found some amusement from the fact he had also referred to them as prey at one point, he found the man's attempt to be funny to be quite poor. An opinion seemingly shared with the rest of the class as it went silent.

Once Wayle realized that the man was just going to go on about himself he quickly tuned it out and looked at other things. Ruby was completely out, doing all manners of things that was inappropriate. Blake at least had the dignity to only let it show in her expression instead of her manner. Yang was doing good knew what and Weiss was looking at Ruby while getting more and more aggravated. When she looked like she was about to blow Wayle reached out to stop her rising from his seat to do so.

"Excellent young man. Step forward and face your opponent." He realized that he had managed to time it with a question for someone to step up. He cursed silently under his breath as he looked at the cage that had somehow appeared next to the professor. It rattled and glowing red eyes could be seen glowering out of it.

-Break—

After being given some time to change into a combat outfit and to fetch his sword he now stood back in the classroom facing the cage. The professor stood next to it holding an axe with some sort of barrel built into it.

From the seats he could hear Ruby shouting: "Go Wayle!"

"Alright! Let the match, begin!" At the word begin the man swung his axe at the look to the cage that promptly fell forward to reveal a boar like beast with large tusks.

It charged almost as soon as the cage opened but Wayle simply spun away and slashed it over the flank as it rushed past. He cut into it a bit but it hardly slowed the thing down. Enraged, the beast curled up into a ball and rolled at him. Wayle's response was to simply use the force to halt it and send it sprawling on its back. He quickly followed up with a leaping stab trough the skull to finish it off.

"Bravo. Bravo! It seems we are truly in the presence of a true huntsman in training." The portly professor congratulated him happily. "I'm afraid that is all the time we have for today. Be sure to cover the required readings. And stay vigilant! Class dismissed."

Wayle was convinced that the professor had at least a few screws loose but decided to leave it alone, knowing Ozpin the man was at the very least amongst the best available. Quirks like that could be tolerated if the skill of the man is sufficient. As Wayle and team RWBY started to leave he could see the annoyance in Weiss, not to mention feel it. It was clear to him what the problem was. She wanted to be the leader. After all, she felt that she was an elite and Ruby clearly had yet to mature into the role.

He considered talking about it with both of them at some point. While it didn't really concern him, he felt that as they were roommates he could at least act in the interest of the peace of the place he slept. That and he had grown strangely fond of these people, something very unbefitting of a Sith. Luckily he had never been too keen on the Sith ways. He found them to contain flaws and annoyances that kept him from really embracing them. Now, he found the Jedi ways to be even more flawed. They were hypocritical and full of contradictions that meant that they became inefficient at dealing with problems like Dark Jedi such as the Sith. Why, there were quite a few Jedi who had fallen to the Dark Side in pursuit of justice and for the sake of keeping the peace.

For now though, he decided to go get some training done. But he was interrupted by Yang before he could get anywhere.

"Hey Wayle!" She came up to him waving cheerfully.

"Hello Yang."

"That was pretty awesome what you did back in class. I haven't really seen you fight before so it was pretty interesting."

"Ah, yes. You must have been too far away to see my battle back during the initiation."

"Well, one second I'm looking up at Ruby and the next I hear a loud crack and when I look back I see a Deathstalker being torn to pieces. How did you do that? Even I would have difficulty performing such a feat."

"I have my ways." He shrugged, dismissing the question.

"Hmm. How about we spar a bit? I wanna see more of how you fight."

Wayle raised an eyebrow as he considered her words. A sparring match? That would be an excellent way to first hand see how Aura works, and he could get to test himself against someone from this world.

"Sure. I could use the practise. And I am interested in your fighting style as well. It would be my utmost pleasure to tangle with you a bit." The last line was delivered as he bowed slightly and displayed a smile best described as mischievous.

"Oh Wayle! Such a bold statement! You might make me blush!" The girl showed false shock and embarrassment while covering her mouth with her hands. "Still, I suppose we could tangle a bit more later." She gave a coy wink.

-Break—

They had headed to miss Goodwitch after that to get their sparring match approved and after getting permission they headed to an arena where they could fight it out. Glynda was observing personally and many of those who were there already had decided to watch their match.

"The match continues till either of you reach critically low Aura levels or either of you surrender." Glynda explained the rules, she had used the excuse of moderating the match to be there after all.

Wayle nodded, although he wondered how they would measure how much of it he had left. Yang likewise nodded in affirmation and Glynda raised her hand.

"Begin!" She swung it down in a chopping motion, indicating the start of the match.

They charged each other, meeting in the middle of the arena with Wayle blocking a fierce kick with the flat side of his sword. They moved away from each other, appraising the others strength, they started circling. Yang moved first, closing the distance with a quick dash and launching a fierce punch. Wayle dodged it and then blocked the other with his arm. Yang started a fierce offensive where she threw punch after punch at him.

He dodged each of them in turn, continually avoiding her attacks. But eventually he ran out of space to dodge as she had been slowly advancing, pushing him back. Seeing her opportunity to strike she over committed and left an opening. Wayle dodged the blow that slightly damaged the wall behind him and landed a powerful punch that sent her flying.

She landed in a crouch and stood up. Wayle could swear her hair had started shining slightly and her eyes had suddenly started to turn red. Suddenly she moved with even greater speed, slightly catching Wayle off guard. As her fist closed in on his stomach it seemed like the match would be settled there and then. Then the fist stopped some mere centimetres from its target, faced with an unseen wall that prevented it from actually reaching him. Then she went flying again, this time from an unseen wave of force that sent her all the way into the opposite wall, which she crashed into with enough force to leave cracks.

She slid down onto the floor and a signal signified the end of the match. Yang had run out of Aura it seemed.

Wayle went over to Yang and offered her a hand up. Taking it she instead tried to pull him down as well. Wayle struggled against her but she proved stronger and he fell over straight into her.

"Happy now Yang?" Wayle said, his face looking up from her bust. He had tried to catch his fall but Yang had pulled so hard he had fallen face first into her cleavage. He just hoped she wouldn't hold it against him. It was her fault after all.

"Why Wayle you naughty boy! Who would have thought you were so bold?" Yang was obviously not minding that much, although he suspected a slight and genuine blush to have formed.

Freeing himself he got up, pulling the blonde with him. Unfortunately this brought their faces into close proximity and Yang finally got a blush out of the boy. He quickly moved away from her before she did something again. This really wasn't the place.

"You are the one who pulled me down." He did his best to look indignant.

"I didn't think you would actually fall over." Her face told him that that had still been her goal. "Anyway, what was that earlier?" Her face changed to curiosity.

"Yes, pray do tell. I am curious as well." A new voice joined their conversation. Glynda had come over.

"It's part of my semblance. Is that so odd?" Wayle already knew that Glynda wouldn't believe him. She had seen what he could do, and in no way could lightning and telekinesis be construed to come from the same semblance. And he most certainly hadn't heard of someone with two.

"I suppose that is not so strange no." Glynda had no choice but to yield however. She couldn't bring up that in a place like that. "Anyway, keep your flirting to more private locations please." Wayle wasn't sure if she was serious or just kidding, although he supposed it was correct in a sense. Yang had most certainly been flirting.

"I'm sorry miss Goodwitch. I'll try to keep it toned down in public." Yang simply apologized to Glynda. "Still, so it's part of your semblance? What is it? Telekinesis?" She turned to Wayle again.

"Something along those lines I suppose." They started heading back to their room.

-Break—

Wayle was just staring at the maddening scene before him, the girls' beds had been converted into bunk beds. Blake's bed was being held up over Yang's by piles of books while Ruby's bed was hung over Weiss' bed with a bunch of ropes. And it had a privacy blanket over it. His bed still stood in the same place at least. When they had said decorating he thought they had simply meant putting up paintings and posters and similar things, which they to their defence had, not that they would create improvised bunk beds in such a dangerous manner. He facepalmed and looked at the girls.

"Do you seriously mean that you set up improvised bunk beds?" Wayle had to reconfirm the madness.

"Yeah. There wasn't enough space left over after we had finished decorating and unpacking so we decided to be a bit creative and make bunk beds." Ruby answered a bit sheepishly. For all her flaws she was still on of the most adorable sights Wayle had ever seen. He almost wanted to cuddle her, and he was a Sith! Apprentice but still. The only thing that had really kept him from advancing from that stage was that he had shown too little interest in advancing his standing and had simply not possessed the sheer audacity or experience required to face his master.

He decided to simply go to bed. Undressing slightly to be more comfortably clad and then getting into his bed. Yang and Blake followed suit while Ruby decided to study a bit. He was awoken by Weiss sneaking back into the room and checking on Ruby. Finding her sleeping with her notebooks and a mug she awoke the girl and asked how she took her coffee. After a bit of confusion Ruby answered.

"With cream and five cubes of sugar!" She blurted out.

Weiss sighed a little and disappeared down by her bed. After a short while she came back up with a mug of coffee. Where she had gotten it from Wayle had no idea. Then she surprised Wayle a little.

"Ruby. I think you have what it takes to be a good leader. Just know that I'm going to be the best teammate you'll ever have. Good luck studying." She sounded so cheerful Wayle had to double check if it was her. It was though which did nothing to reduce his confusion. Then she popped back up and said: "That's wrong by the way." She then made her way over to the door and opened it. "Hey Ruby. I always wanted bunk beds as a kid." She then left carefully.

Wayle smiled a bit and went back to sleep, it seemed he at least didn't need to take care of that particular problem. Still, he knew there would be other cases of friction between the girls. It was most certainly going to be an interesting year. In every meaning of the word: "Interesting".

Author's notes: Oh god why. So much stuff happening. And Wayle got into two short fights. Do give some feedback, it would be much appreciated. I hope you enjoy and have a continued nice day.