With a yawn, Weiss Schnee awoke from her slumber, stretching her arms wide and blearily opening her eyes. One of the benefits to being the earliest riser of her team was not having to deal with any unwanted noise when she woke.

That was how it was for the majority of her life at Beacon, so why could she hear a strange scratching noise. Rubbing sleep out of her eyes, the heiress located the source of the noise.

"Crue?" She yawned out, seeing the Faunus hunched over his desk, writing something down. His ears flicked towards the platinum haired girl, but made no response. Weiss swung her feet off of her bed, standing with a groan.

She walked over to the boy's desk, looking at what he was writing. "Oh my…" Weiss breathed, seeing several pages full of diagrams and words. "What are these?" She asked, picking up a particular page that had one large circle in the middle, and several other branching off of it.

"Mind maps." Crue said shortly. "Main circle is the topic, smaller circle are related facts." Weiss nodded in understanding, thinking the idea was genius.

"Can I make copies of this?" She asked, lightly flapping the paper. Crue nodded, going back to writing. Weiss walked over to her own desk, grabbing a pen and piece of paper and copying it down exactly.

While Crue's handwriting wasn't exactly the neatest, it was still legible. Weiss thought back to the look of horror when Crue first heard about the tests, and the current item she had in her hands. He was probably making up for his lack of studying.

Weiss let out a yawn as she wrote. "Did you stay up all night studying?" Crue asked, not looking back at the heiress.

"Um." Weiss hesitated. "Maybe." She did have a lot of notes on her scroll, and stayed up well past midnight going over them.

As she thought about it, she noticed Crue's head dipping ever so often, as though he was fighting a losing battle of consciousness. "Crue. When was the last time you slept?" She asked the Faunus.

"I kinda remember falling asleep at three, and then waking up at six." "That's not heal-" "Three days ago." The heiress and the wolf stared at each other, as Weiss reached over and took of Crue's glasses.

She instinctively flinched, seeing the bag under his eyes. "How are you awake right now?"

"Spite and caffeine." Crue answered, gesturing to the mug by his desk.

"You need to sleep." Weiss frowned.

"I don't." Crue argued.

"You do."

"I don't."

"You do."

"I don't."

"You do."

"I do."

"You don't."

"Gah!" Weiss cried, grabbing her head.

"Hah. Your butt just got Looney Toon'd." Crue chuckled, before falling slightly. "I'm good." He said immediately, righting himself.

Weiss frowned, seeing the sleep deprivation setting in. "Crue, remember what you said to Blake about not getting enough sleep?"

"Yep. I love double standards." Crue muttered, grabbing his mug and going to take a sip. When he found it empty, he frowned. "I'll be back in a minute." He stood, wobbling slightly.

Weiss watched as he left, a plan to get him to sleep already forming in her mind. As the others woke, she informed them of her plan. All they needed now was a little help from a certain exchange student.

…

"You want me to what?" Cinder Fall questioned, seeing Weiss Schnee standing before her.

"To knock out Crue. I doubt you'll have a problem with it, seeing as he did the same to you." Cinder frowned, causing Weiss to smirk seeing her plan fall into action. "Revenge is a dish best served cold."

"Some prefer it hot." Cinder muttered, but nodded. "I'll gladly put him under."

"Brilliant." Weiss smiled. "You can do it whatever way you want, just make sure he's out."

"Has he done something to anger you?" Cinder wondered.

"Not, necessarily." Weiss told her. "We are just, concerned for his health."

"You're concerned for his health, so you want me to knock him out?" Cinder questioned.

"I didn't say it was the best plan." The heiress huffed. "I just thought you would be the most likely to agree to it, aside from Cardin." She shuddered as she mentioned the bully's name. "And I do not wish to talk to him."

"Just let me know when." Cinder sighed, not particularly caring for the heiress' drama. She wouldn't even been agreeing to this if it weren't for her previous match with the Faunus.

"Thank you Cinder. It's nice to have someone I can trust." Weiss bowed lightly, before walking away from the girl. Cinder closed the door and chuckled darkly.

"Trust. Right." She walked back to the room, where Emerald and Mercury were both waiting.

"What did the heiress want?" Emerald questioned, looking up from her scroll.

"For me to render Cullen unconscious." The half-Maiden answered with a completely straight face. The two lackeys looked up in surprise.

"She wanted you to what?" Mercury asked slowly.

"To knock out Crue. And I shall. And by the Goddess it will be satisfying." She grinned evilly. Mercury and Emerald glanced at each other, almost feeling sorry for the Faunus. Almost.

…

"God daahham it." Crue said through a yawn, rubbing his eyes under his glasses. "I have to balance regular college with vigilantism. I don't know how Spiderman manages." He truly was doing his best to imitate the hero, using his Semblance to hang upside down on a tree.

As he stood on the bottom of a branch, reading from a rather ancient looking text book, he didn't notice the person below looking up at him. He just began reading a passage on the allies of the King of Vale during the Great War, when something assaulted his senses.

"Somethings burning." He realised, the smell of burning wood invading his nostrils. He looked to his side, seeing part of the branch he was on burning away. "So that's how we're starting today." Crue muttered as the branch broke, Crue falling with it.

"SHONOFACUNT!" Crue exclaimed when he hit the ground. "Ugh. Channelled my inner Sean Connery there." He stood, rubbing the back of his head angrily. "Who did thaahat?" He yawned again. He looked around his immediate vicinity, but found no one.

If he had decided to check behind the tree, he would have seen Cinder doing her best not to burst out laughing. "Fuahcking piece of ashsaaAHH! I can't curse when I'm tired!" Crue sighed, grabbing his book and cracking the joints in his neck

"Maybe I'll have better luck in the library." He grumbled, walking in the direction of the building. He got about two steps, before he felt an arm tighten around his neck. He dropped his book as his eyes went wide.

He moved his hands back, grabbing onto the waist of whoever grabbed him. He bent forward quickly, and threw his arms up. He felt the arm leave, and then heard an "Oof!" Crue stood straight, looking down to see who had tried to choke him.

"Cinder? The fuaahhack, are you doing?" The Faunus questioned through a yawn, seeing the half-Maiden lying on the ground groaning in a rather, strange way.

"I was trying to knock you out. Schnee asked me to. Apparently she's concerned for your health." Cinder informed him, standing to meet his gaze beneath his glasses.

"Weiss asked you to knock me out?" Crue repeated, before looking to the side. "Well I wasn't gonna sleep any other way." He muttered. "Then why did you agree to it? I know you don't care for mahay health."

"True. Which is why I agreed." Cinder acknowledged. "I just wanted the opportunity to pay you back for our spar a few days ago." The mention of said activity caused Crue to look down to Cinder's abdomen, the space obscured by her Haven uniform.

The action did not go unnoticed, and Cinder crossed her arms over said area, an unusual blush on her face. "I got rid of that, thank you very much." She seethed.

"You're welcome." Crue replied, a grin on his features that could only be described as 'shit-eating'. The sight made Cinder heat up, and not in a way she wanted. "Shame you can't choke out a person taller than you."

The mention of height caused the half-Maiden to realise why there was a pain in her neck. From craning it upward to try and meet Crue's eyes. It also made her realise that Crue was, in a way, looking down on her.

She grit her teeth. "Well, perhaps we should change that." Crue's eyes widened beneath his glasses, but in his sleep deprived state was not fast enough to prevent Cinder's next actions.

She jabbed his throat with a fist, feeling a certain amount of anger at herself for copying his moves. Crue coughed, and Cinder moved around the Faunus rapidly, jabbing at his knees and causing him to fall.

Once he had fallen to his knees, and was significantly shorter than Cinder, the half-Maiden placed her arm around his neck once more, and pulled. "If you aren't properly rested, you aren't much of a threat."

"Still -gahk- able to -hgk- do this!" Crue put all of his strength into his legs, and pushed. He sent both himself and Cinder crashing into the tree he was studying in, the raven haired girl's head hitting the bark.

She coughed roughly, but held on. Crue struggled against her grip, grabbing her arm with both hands and attempting to pull her off. "You sure are -ahg- going through a lot of -hgsk- trouble for this!" He choked out. "You sure you -gakh- don't like me -grrsk- or something!"

Her grip tightened immensely. "Okagh! Okagk! You hate me! Hate my guts!" Crue slapped her arms in a final futile attempt to free himself, but failed. His consciousness left him, and he slumped back.

Cinder hadn't been expecting the sudden weight, and so fell under him. Her rear hit the grass, and her back rested against the tree, as Crue slipped from her grasp. Cinder sighed in relief, reaching into her pocket and grabbing her scroll to inform Weiss.

"It's done. Too ominous. He's taken care of. Still too ominous." She thought of what to send her, while attempting to stand. She found herself unable to, and when she looked down, she found out why.

Whatever way Crue had fallen, he had somehow ended up with his shoulders and head on her lap, keeping her pinned to the ground. "How in the Hell…?" She breathed out, attempting to move the Faunus.

Unfortunately, the previous scrap had sapped much of her energy, and the bang against the tree had not helped much either. With a growl, she realised what she needed to say to Weiss. "Send assistance. He's unconscious, but also on top of me. I can't move."

She debated sending a picture, but realised that could qualify as blackmail. Not that she would be embarrassed about being caught in this position. Of course not. Not with this arrogant, annoying, attractive man on her lap.

"Wait what was that last one?" Cinder backtracked her thought process, and blushed upon realising what she had thought. Did she find Crue attractive? She had never given it much, if any thought, aside from after her spar. She was too busy plotting, making sure her plans succeeded to even think about such a thing.

But now, while she was stuck under the Faunus, she may as well think about it. It wasn't like she actually liked him or anything. The fool. She inspected his features, while keeping in mind that he hadn't apparently slept for three days.

She looked at his hair, slightly tousled from their scrap. "No rival of mine is going to have unkempt hair." She frowned, running her fingers through it as she tidied it up. Her fingertips brushed against the base of his ears, causing them to twitch, their golden colour reminding Cinder of his eyes.

"His eyes." Cinder remembered, the different colours of them. With great care, she lifted the glasses from his face. His eyelids remained shut. "Of course." She rolled her own eyes, realising that if his were open she probably wouldn't be in this situation.

The bags around his eyes were noticeable, and Cinder could easily believe the lack of sleep now. "Three days." She wondered how he managed it. It was obvious how he hid it anyway. She looked at the glasses in hand, then checked the surrounding area.

She slowly put the sunglasses on her own face. "I… I don't know what I expected. They're just glasses." She shook her head, but kept them on. "I'd say they could be magic if I didn't know better." She sighed, resting her head against the bark.

"…He has freckles…" She noticed. Not exactly prominent, they looked rather faded, and stood out strangely against his somewhat pale skin. "For someone apparently from Hibernia, you aren't very tan." Seeing as the country was halfway between Menagerie and the south of Anima, one would assume they got good weather there.

That was another thing about the Faunus, she didn't know where he was from. Only assumptions. She researched, but found nothing. The name Crue Cullen didn't even exist. It was only mentioned in the article about the White Fang around a week ago.

"Who are you?" She murmured, looking at the boys rising chest. It fell slowly, indicating that he was still asleep. "Where is she?" Cinder wondered, grabbing her scroll. Weiss had yet to respond, so she contacted the only other member of that team she tolerated.

"Blake. Please come to the tree near your dorm. I require assistance."

…

"When you said you needed help, this wasn't what I had in mind." Blake spoke aloud, looking at the sight before her. Cinder didn't respond, which made her raise an eyebrow. "Cinder?" She looked at the girls chest, seeing it rise and fall slowly.

Blake found her hand resting against her mouth as she realised that the raven haired girl had fallen asleep. With Crue's glasses on. And his head in her lap. Good God, this was better than her books.

"Yang wouldn't forgive me." She thought, taking out her scroll and snapping a few pictures. "Next time he says I purr, I'll just show him these." She put her scroll away, walking over to Cinder and lightly shaking her shoulder.

The girl responded immediately, grabbing Blake's wrist with a grip like iron. "Cinder!" She hissed. The grip immediately lessened, as Cinder realised her situation.

"Blake? How long, did it take you?" The raven haired girl asked, looking down to see Crue still there.

"Not long." She responded, gently lifting up Crue's head so Cinder to get out from under it. She scooted out, and the Faunus laid the males head down onto the soft grass. "I headed over as soon as you messaged me, but I was on the other side of Beacon."

"Well, thank you for your assistance." Cinder nodded, walking away from both Faunus.

"Um, Cinder." Blake called after her. The half-Maiden turned with a raised eyebrow. Blake pointed to her eyes, causing Cinder to poke near her own. When she realised she was still wearing Crue's sunglasses, an unusual blush appeared on her.

"I was merely trying to see the reason people enjoy wearing such things." She defended, taking them off and throwing them to the Faunus. Blake caught them easily, glancing at them before putting them on herself.

"I don't see the appeal." She muttered.

"Thank you." Cinder agreed, walking back to her own dormitory.

Blake looked down at Crue, shaking her head. She had initially disagreed with Weiss' decision of getting someone to knock him out, but realised that he would not be swayed the same way she had from Yang.

Although maybe if they had gotten Ruby to give him the puppy dog eyes it would have worked. With a shrug, the Faunus sat down next to the tree, taking out a book and flipping to the page she last read.

Before she did, her eyes wandered to the sleeping Wolf Faunus. "I wonder what you're dreaming about."

…

"Behind you!" I ducked as I felt the breeze off a sword soar over my head. There was a cry of pain, and I looked up to my saviour.

"Thanks Aster." I raised my hand, and he gripped it tight. I looked to my friend, his crown shining with blood. "Now, if you could do the same." I raised my hurley behind my head, gripping it's ashen handle.

The King of Vale did as I requested, and my hurl connected with an unfortunate Atlesian. "We Kings have to stick together." I told him, pressing my back against his.

"I was not aware Hibernia had a monarchy." He told me, slashing with his sword, the only weapon he brought to the battlefield.

"Mine is a more metaphorical kingship." I replied, slamming my hurl down on the head of an enemy.

"Either way, I am glad that you decided to join me in this battle." Aster told me earnestly.

"Oh please. Overwhelming odds with little to no chance of survival? How could I refuse?" I joked, bashing an enemy's nose in with the butt of my hurl.

"Our numbers are falling." An ally cried, before being silenced by the arrow of a Mistralian. I scowled, regretting the loss of another friend.

"Do you recall the ability I have that we both agreed was a bad idea?" I called to Aster over my shoulder.

"Yes. I am beginning to rethink my decision." He roared, slashing a foe in two.

"I would very much like your express permission!" I exclaimed, the sword of an Atlesian getting caught in the wood of my hurl. I kicked out, and crashed the flat of my weapon against his head.

I felt a hand grip my shoulder, and time seemed to slow. I turned to the King of Vale, and got down on one knee.

"I, Aster Zoro, King of Vale, give you full permission to, how did you describe your ability?" He asked, the barest hint of a smirk on his face.

"Ríastrad." I replied, a bigger smirk on mine.

"You may activate your, ríastrad."

"Thank you, but you had better use your Semblance. We need the upper hand." I told him. With a grim expression, he nodded.

Time returned to normal, and I unleashed my inner Wolf.

"Go forth!" Aster decreed. "And bring our enemies to Hell! Show them no mercy! Dar-"

...

"AGH!" Crue awoke with a jump, looking around for the source of noise. He did not find the source, but he did find something else. Something small. And cute.

"Zwei?" Crue yawned out. "What are you doing?" He stood straight, the joints in his knees popping. The corgi looked to him, barking and then pawing at the tree. Looking up, Crue saw Blake gripping onto a tree branch for dear life.

"Blake? Why are you up there?" He asked the Faunus.

"Because of him!" She hissed, jabbing a finger at Zwei. The dog panted heavily, tongue hanging out of his mouth. Crue sighed, grabbing the dog and hoisting him under his arm. Activating his Semblance, the Faunus walked up the side of the dorms, where the open window of RWBY's dorm awaited him.

He got to the windowsill, and placed Zwei inside on the ground. He sat on his rump, smiling up at the Faunus dumbly. "Stay." Crue instructed, raising a single finger.

"Arf!" Zwei nodded, his stubby tail constantly wagging.

"Good boy." Crue said, reaching in and rubbing the corgi's head. He barked appreciatively, and trotted in a small circle, before falling down, eyes closed.

"He's gone!" Crue called down to Blake, walking down the side of the wall to meet her at the same level. She sighed in relief, and looked down at the ground. Slowly, she looked back up to Crue. "You can't get down, can you?"

"…No…" She whimpered, ears flat against her head within her bow. Crue sighed, and crouched down. He sprang from the wall, and landed on the tree trunk.

"Come here." Crue held his arms out, prompting the Faunus to slowly crawl down from the tree, and latch onto Crue. "Sometimes I wonder why people make generalisations about us based on our characteristics, but with stuff like this..."

"I'd smack you if I wasn't afraid of falling." Blake hissed, looking at the slowly approaching ground.

"At least you'll land on your feet." Crue laughed, before receiving a whack on the back of his head. His grip slackened, and Blake's increased dramatically.

"Ok! Ok!" She apologised. Crue smirked, and gently let her down onto the grass once he had both feet planted firmly on the ground.

"There we go kitty cat." Crue said, patting her bow gently. Blake blushed, and began purring softly. "Aww, you purr."

The raven haired girl's eyes widened as she stepped away from Crue, staring at him as if he had just offended her ancestors. "Why are you wearing my glasses?" The Wolf Faunus noticed himself looking back at him.

"Oh, right." She took them off, and blinked several times. "Cinder was wearing them when I found you."

"Uhh…" Crue droned out. "Ominous phrasing much?"

"She knocked you out. And you fell on her." Crue let out a laugh after hearing that. "And you fell in a way that ended up with your head in her lap."

Crue's mouth shut immediately. "What?" He asked. "Dude! The fuck!? Why?! What kind of harem bullshit are you trying to pull?!" "How am I still alive?" He said softly.

"You were too heavy for her to move. She messaged me for help." Blake explained. Crue's face fell as he looked down and poked his stomach. "You're six foot two! It's not an overweight thing!" Blake exclaimed.

"Right! Right. I knew that." Crue replied, smoothing out his shirt, before looking down and frowning again. "I have been drinking a lot of tea lately…"

"You're not fat!" Blake cried, chopping Crue's head. The male winced, hands covering where she hit.

"Hey!" Crue growled. "I haven't slept for three days! Forgive me for being a bit overdramatic!" He huffed, breathing heavily. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "Tóg go bog é."

"Can I have my glasses please?" He requested, holding out his hand. Blake acknowledge, giving him his sunglasses. He put them on immediately, and felt relief wash over him. "Where are the others?"

"At the library. But I sent them a message to come over." Blake told him.

"Why?" Crue asked.

"Because I had finally managed to get into a comfy reading spot." Blake grumbled. "Then the dog had to go and ruin it." She nestled back into a crook in the tree, wiggling around until she got a good spot.

Crue rolled his eyes, and grabbed the book that was lying a few feet away. He picked it up, but did not read. "Was that a dream dream? Or a symbolism dream? I recognised no one. Although, that King guy kinda looked like Ozpin."

"And that sword." He frowned. "Next chance I get, I'm gonna get a good look at Jaune's sword." He was about to continue with his study, when he heard voices approaching. He looked up, seeing the other members of RWBY approaching.

He scowled when he saw Weiss, the heiress apparently berating Ruby for something. "She asked Cinder to knock me out. Get revenge. How?"

"I don't know why you called us here Blake." Weiss complained, stopping before the girl, the other two sitting down on the other side of the tree. "There's nowhere flat to write." She said, holding her note book aloft.

"Don't say it. Say it. Don't say it. Revenge. Good point, but I want to live. Say it and run. Deal." Crue nodded, resigning himself to his fate.

"How about your chest?"

The gasp that left Weiss' mouth was so magnificent that Crue would have sworn it sucked in most of the surrounding oxygen. "I-You-How dare-"

"And this is where I take my leave." Crue mumbled, using Yang's guffawing as a cover to climb up the tree. He got around halfway up, before he felt a tug on his clothes. He turned to see a black glyph on his back. "Uh oh."

"GET BACK HERE!" Weiss demanded, pulling sharply. Crue felt himself get pulled back, but his feet stuck to the tree.

"No tha-gahk-nk you!" Crue responded, his blazer beginning to choke him. "Been choked enough today!"

Weiss gave a final strong tug, and Crue fell from the tree. Right into Yang's lap. "Well look it, it's raining men." There was an awkward silence after that statement. "I really thought your scroll would start playing."

"Crue!" Weiss said shrilly, her face red. Whether from anger or embarrassment, who could say. Crue instinctively held onto Yang.

"Protect me." He whispered.

"You can protect yourself." Yang chuckled, pushing him off.

"I demand you apologise!" Weiss exclaimed, huffing and crossing her arms, staring up at the now standing boy.

"No." Crue said without a care.

"Why not?!" Crue winced, cleaning out one of his ears.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you basically hired a hitman to take me out!?" The Faunus threw his arms out wide, staring down at the girl.

Weiss opened to mouth to argue, but found it closing awkwardly. "Oh. That."

"Yeah. That." It was Crue's turn to cross his arms and glare.

"Well you see-" Weiss turned tail and ran, causing Crue to blink in surprise.

"HEY! I'M NOT ALLOWED RUN FROM YOU! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED RUN FROM ME!" He exclaimed, sprinting after the heiress.

"Wow. What's got him all in a huff?" Yang wondered. Slowly, Blake took out her scroll and moved into Yang's line of sight. The blonde's eyes widened, and an inhuman squeal erupted from her mouth as she made to grab it.

Blake retracted her hand instantly, causing the brawlers lilac eyes to widen in despair. "Blaakeeee…" She moaned.

"You aren't getting these." The raven haired girl smirked. "This is my blackmail. You have your own. Though, I may be tempted to send you one if you do some favours for me."

"Pleaaase." Yang tried implementing Ruby's tactic of puppy dog eyes, but hers were less effective than her younger sisters.

"No." Blake replied coolly, going back to her book. Yang groaned, her head hitting the bark of the tree. She cracked open a lilac eye, and saw a sight that made her snort.

"Put me down!" Weiss cried indignantly, batting her fists against Crue's chest.

"You caught her?" Ruby asked, surprised at seeing her partner being carried under Crue's arm like someone would a rather large handbag.

"Ruby." Crue deadpanned. "Six foot two." He gestured to himself. "Five foot three. In heels." He gestured to Weiss, who crossed her arms in a huff.

"You're lucky my sister isn't here." She murmured, still in Crue's grasp.

"Yeah, tell Winter I said hi." Crue rolled his eyes.

"How did you kn- Oof!" Weiss was unceremoniously dropped onto her rear, and Crue grabbed the book he had been studying, and leapt high into the tree.

"I'll be studying now." He told them, climbing as high as he could. "If you want me do sleep, do it yourself."

"Is that an invitation?!" Yang called up from her place at the base of the tree.

"Try me!" Crue yelled back, grumbling and opening the book. The blonde looked as if she genuinely would take him up on that offer, before deciding her current spot was too comfy.

The group quietened down, reading their various text books, most of them with their mind elsewhere. One example was Ruby. "I wonder if I should get more lightning Dust bullets for Crescent Rose."

Another, was Weiss, who had one question repeating in her mind. "How does Crue know Winter, does Winter know Crue?"

"Hey guys!" The four of them were brought out of their study by someone calling out to them. They looked up to see their sister team approaching, Nora being the one who called out to them.

"Hey Nora." Ruby and Yang waved back. Weiss gave a simple nod of acknowledgement. Blake was too deep in her smut to respond.

"You guys mind if we join you?" Jaune asked, hefting a textbook.

"Sure. More the merrier." Yang smiled, scooting over slightly, inviting them to sit. The sister team sat down around the tree, each of them studying various excerpts of their curriculum.

"Somethings missing." Jaune murmured a short while after sitting down. His words caused the others to feel a strange sense of aloofness as they agreed with him. But what was missing?

"Got it." Yang nodded, raising her arm and thumping it against the tree. The others raised an eyebrow, before hearing a series of cracks, followed by a high pitched squeal, and a final thump.

"Why….?" Crue groaned out, hands between his legs as he cupped his groin, laying prone on the grass.

"My bad." Yang called. "Didn't think you'd hit so much on the way down." Crue raised his head to glare at her, before noticing the other four people at the base of the tree.

"This a intervention or something?" Crue asked.

"An." Weiss frowned. "And no, we are just studying together."

"Then why did you knock me out of the tree?" Crue groaned, sitting up.

"So you could join us." Weiss replied. "I'm still mad about the flat thing by the way." Her eyes narrowed at Crue.

"And I'm still mad at the whole hitman thing." Crue scowled. Weiss turned a shade of red at that, and went back to her book.

"Hitman?" Jaune asked uncertainly.

Crue rolled his eyes, taking out his book. "Weiss, the dear that she is, was worried I wasn't getting enough sleep." The heiress raised her book higher to hide her face. "So, what does she decide to do to remedy the situation?"

The rhetorical question caused the members of team JNPR to glance at each other. "Ask an exchange student, that I have a known bad history with, to knock me out."

Their heads swivelled to the platinum haired girl, who had pressed her book so close to her nose that one would think she was trying to absorb the information through osmosis. "Weiss? Did you do that?" Pyrrha asked.

"Perhaps." She whispered out. Emerald eyes widened as the Spartan turned back to Crue. "Did she succeed?"

"Yes. Obviously and unfortunately." Crue rubbed his eyes under his shades. "I've never lost a fight without some kind of handicap."

"Ehem!" Yang coughed loudly.

"That counts too." Crue told her. The blonde whirled her head around so face that her Yang smacked Ren who was sitting next to her, giving the boy a surprised look.

"What do you mean there was a handicap?" She asked in shock.

"I fought Weiss like, two matches before you. My Aura hadn't fully recovered." Crue told the brawler, only having realised the fact while he was day dreaming in the tree. "Not sure if that's your whole thing or not but…"

Yang's eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. "We need to fix this." She stated, standing and walking over to Crue. The Faunus, realising what that meant, began backpedalling.

"But we have to study!" He tried, backing away from the ever boisterous blonde.

"Study later! Fight now!" Yang cried, increasing her pace. Crue also cried, in fear, as he began running from the blonde.

"But I haven't slept! That's still a handicap!" He exclaimed, increasing his speed once he saw the blonde closing in.

The other seven watched them run with amused expressions. "Five lien he passes out before she can fight him." Nora called out.

"I've got ten he runs up the side of a wall so she can't get him. That's what I'd do." Jaune countered. There was a brief time spent arguing over different bets, before returning to their studying. A short while later, Yang returned in a huff, without Crue.

"He ran up the CCT tower." She said shortly, sitting back down in her spot, her arms crossed.

"Yes!" Jaune cried out, before wincing under Yang's glare. "Uh, sorry." He apologised, while holding his hand behind his back and gesturing for the others to pay up. The knight was a fair few lien richer when he sat back down.

"Wonder what Crue's doing now." Ruby hummed, reading an extract on Hibernia's involvement in the Great War.

…

"Just keep running. Just keep running. What do we do? We run." Crue sang in his head as he scaled the CCT tower, not wanting to check behind him in case Yang was somehow there. It was only when his legs began to burn, that he slowed down.

Eventually, he came to a stop, panting lightly. "I'm getting better at running. Mostly at running away. Don't know how to feel about that." He muttered, turning around and looking for Yang. "Of course she's not there. She can't follow me up here." He palmed his hand against his face.

A series of knocks scared the Faunus, causing him to jump. He turned around, seeing Ozpin looking at him humorously. Crue stared at the headmaster, as he took a hand and jabbed a finger down. Crue's eyes widened as he shook his head rapidly, before cracking open an eye and looking down.

"God daaaaaaa…" He trailed off, his body falling, but not toward the ground. He found himself pressed against the glass of Ozpin's office, both parties looking surprised. "I think… I just found out something new about my Semblance."

Ozpin walked to the side, opening a window and inviting Crue in. "You always make the strangest entrances." The headmaster smiled. "In fact, I believe your landing strategy is the most successful post on this academy's blog."

"This place has a blog?" Crue asked, grabbing his scroll from his pocket.

"Yes, run by one of the second years. Miss Adel I believe." Ozpin informed him. "Beacon Blog, I think the name is." Crue searched the term, and found the blog immediately.

"Mother-" He glanced up to see Ozpin, his headmaster, elder and overall person he shouldn't curse in front of, staring at him with a raised eyebrow. "Hubbard." Eyes back on the screen, he frowned, seeing a repeating GIF of him slamming into a tree and sliding down,

"Are they called GIFs here?" Crue wondered. He looked up to Ozpin. "What would you call this?" He asked, turning his scroll around and showing it to the man.

"Painful." Ozpin smirked. "You really need to work on your landing strategy."

The Faunus growled lightly. "Seeing as you flung me into the forest without any weaponry, I was forced to improvise."

"Oh? And what was your improvisation?" Ozpin hummed.

"To hit the least painful looking thing." He glanced back down at the scroll. "I missed."

"Obviously." The headmaster smiled. Crue glared at him, as he sat down on his chair. "And it's called a GIF, by the way."

Crue's eye twitched, the Headmaster pronouncing it differently to how he usually did. Before he could correct, and more than likely argue with him, a screen popped up before his desk, with a phone icon on it.

Ozpin's face morphed into a scowl. "The council has contacted me earlier than expected." He grimaced, glancing at Crue. "I suggest you take your leave, these meetings can be quite dull." Crue nodded, heading towards the elevator as Ozpin answered the call.

"Ozpin. You have yet to respond to us at all regarding the incident at the docks earlier this week. Once more it was White Fang, and once more it involved your students! These things need to be dealt with as soon as possible!" A faceless man on a video feed said angrily.

"And two of them were both Faunus themselves." A woman said in a snide tone. "If they are anything like that Belladonna girl, we will have to reconsider exactly who you let into this school, as well as your positi-" "Damn you're being a bitch."

Ozpin's eyes widened dramatically, as Crue began walking back towards him. "Who said that?!" The woman shrilly demanded.

"I did." Crue said, popping his head into frame. "And I'd say it again if I have to." He stood next to Ozpin, glaring at the monitor. "Because you really are being an absolute bitch right now." While Crue could not see, he assumed the woman was incapable of speech out of shock.

"So, if you have any problems with Faunus," Crue lowered himself slightly, so he assured his ears were in frame. "I'd love to hear them."

"Who in the Hell are you?!" The woman demanded.

"You don't know who I am?" Crue said darkly. "Good. Let's keep it that way!" He smiled, clapping his hands together lightly. "So, you think that because two Faunus fought against a known Faunus terrorist group, that it's a problem."

She did not respond. "When instead, it just might be the fact, that the two Faunus actually have a few brain cells, and know that terrorism is no way to equality, and want to make sure that Faunus don't get a worse reputation than they already have."

"So that they don't get treated wrongly by people like you." He stated. All through this, Ozpin sat next to him, face like stone. "And you." Crue pointed his finger at the screen. "Whoever was talking shite about Ozpin's time management. You were being a right prick."

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to run a school?" He asked rhetorically.

"N-" "No." Crue finished for him. "You don't. Now, imagine if that school had superpowered teenagers, who were constantly battling both against the forces of Grimm, creatures that could kill you if they get the chance, and puberty."

"Doesn't sound very simple does it?" He asked.

There was a sort of muffled agreement through the connection. "No, it doesn't. So, if you're quite done dragging this man's name through the mud, and have nothing positive to say, kindly, get the fuck out of here."

A short moment later, the call dropped. Crue stood, smiling happily. "I hate politicians. And by God, that was satisfying."

He turned to Ozpin, who regarded him with a curious smile. "Have I ever mentioned how glad I am I decided to enrol you here at Beacon?" He asked.

"You could stand to mention it more." Crue smirked.

"You truly have saved me from quite a boring meeting that would have more than likely been just another excuse to insult me." Ozpin smiled, leaning on his chair. "I suppose I am in your debt. If there is anything you wish for, if it is within my power, I can get it for you."

"Sweet Mary Mother of God I have a favour from Ozpin. I could use this to end Cinder, and Salem." Crue realised. "But, would he believe me? I'd have to explain everything. That I'm not from here, that he's a cartoon."

"It could change, everything. And then, I wouldn't know what happens." Crue frowned lightly. "I can't tell him. If I do, I don't know what I could change. Oh God, what have I changed already?"

"I've got nothing for you right now," Crue decided. "But when I need to cash in that favour, I'll be sure to let you know." He smirked lightly at Ozpin.

Ozpin smiled back. "Very well. And perhaps now, I shall give you a bit more forewarning next time I decide to launch you from a cliff."

Crue chuckled deeply. "That's all I ask for."

So now Crue has a favour from Ozpin. Whatever could he use that for? And he has his reasons for not telling him about Cinder. For one, he doesn't even know if he'd be believed. If someone came to you, telling you that you were nothing more than a cartoon would you believe him? Or send him to the nearest mental ward.

What else happened? Oh yeah, Cinder is a tsundere. That idea I got mostly from your reviews. Speaking of which, a lot of you want Crue and Winter to meet for some reason. I don't know why exactly, but I might try and weave it in somewhere.

I think that's all. If you have any questions, ask them. If you have any reviews, write them. And as always

Until Next Time

-Friday