Trapped
Chapter 5: Date
By Lightningstrxu
Weiss pulled back from her impromptu kiss, she sat back in her chair arms crossed over her chest, a smug grin plastered on her face.
Jaune Arc just stared at her, eyes wide with shock.
There that should knock him down a peg or two. Who knew a simple kiss could be so powerful. Wait a moment, kiss?
Weiss's eyes widened as her brain finally caught up with her emotions.
"I kissed you!" Weiss brought her hand to her lips, her cheeks turning red.
"Yeah, you did," Jaune said still in a daze
"Why did I kiss you?" Weiss exclaimed her tone panicky.
"Because that's what you wanted to do?" Jaune said each word slowly with a pause in between each word.
"No, I didn't." Weiss blurted out before clamping her hand over her mouth.
This wasn't how today was supposed to go, it should have been simple. Ask Jaune out on a date; go out on said date to see what happens. If they had happened to kiss afterward, well at least it would have been a proper romantic moment. But this, this was just a disaster.
"Weiss, are you okay?" Jaune asked concerned.
"I'M FINE!" Weiss shouted.
Damn it how could he be concerned at a time like this. He should be angry that she had ruined their first kiss.
"I need air." Weiss stood suddenly and nearly ran for the door opening it.
Only for the rest of her team to collapse into the room upon its opening.
"Hey, Weiss." Ruby's voice trailed off as she waved sheepishly.
"Good technique." Yang grinned giving her a thumb's up.
"I'm sorry." Blake said while glaring at Yang. "She dragged me here."
Weiss froze, she was trapped her team to her front, Jaune to her back. There had to be an avenue of escape. The window seemed to be a good option, but without her rapier, Weiss doubted she could muster up enough force to break it. That left only one other choice it was undignified, but anything was better than here.
Weiss Schnee barricaded herself in Jaune's bathroom.
Weiss leaned over the sink staring at her reflection.
"Well, now what?" Weiss asked her mirror image.
The Mirror, unfortunately, did not tell her something.
"Weiss!" Ruby shouted from the other side of the door. The door rattled as the reaper knocked on it trying to force it open. "What's wrong?"
Thankfully the door stayed shut courtesy of the small glyph Weiss had formed on the doorknob. She doubted it would stop any serious effort to break down the door since she lacked Myrtenaster to enhance the glyph with dust but would at least keep them from merely opening it either.
"I'm fine Ruby go away." Weiss spoke perhaps the most obvious lie she had ever told.
"This is not fine Weiss." Weiss could swear she could see her partner's manic gestures through the door as Ruby spoke. "This is the opposite of how fine works."
"Is this because I was filming you?" called Yang.
"You were filming us?" Weiss snapped. Great now she could add angry to her list of current emotions.
"You're not making this any better Yang." She heard Blake hiss.
"Guys." Jaune called out silencing the arguing members of RBY.
Silence permeated the air for a long while leaving Weiss to stew in her thoughts.
"Weiss." Jaune called softly as he knocked on the door. "I convinced the others to go back to your dorm."
How had he managed that? Jaune's negotiation skills were surprising sometimes.
"You don't have to leave, stay in there as long as you need."
Weiss opened her mouth to speak.
"And before you say anything, I can just use the public bathroom down the hall."
Well, that answered that question.
"I'm not exactly sure why you're upset, and you don't have to tell me." The door shifted slightly.
Weiss could see a shadow at the bottom of the door that meant he must have moved to sit against it.
"But I'm here to listen if you need me." Jaune sighed leaning his head against the door. "And I'm sorry if it was anything I did to upset you."
Weiss sighed clenching her fists. Great now he thought it was his fault. She sat down leaning back against the door as well.
"It isn't your fault." Weiss said rather quietly. "I'm just an idiot who doesn't know how to keep my pride in check."
"What do you mean?" Jaune asked.
"Kissing you was a mistake."
"Oh didn't realize I was that bad at it." Jaune said glumly, his shoulder sagging slightly.
"That's not what I meant!" Weiss exclaimed. The last thing she wanted was to make him feel bad.
Weiss took a deep breath to focus her thoughts.
"The act of the kiss itself was…enjoyable." Weiss brought her hand to her lips and smiled. "But my intentions for the kiss were less than honorable."
"Okay." Jaune nodded while sounding a little confused.
"I didn't kiss you with any affection." Weiss brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
"When you said no earlier and then turned it around and said yes my brain shut off and my pride took over. I wanted to put you in your place for toying with me, and I did the only thing I could think of to get back at you."
"You kissed me because you were competitive?" Jaune's eyebrow rose. "I mean if that's letting you win, I'm fine with this."
Weiss stood and opened the door causing Jaune to fall back into the room, lying flat on the floor.
"Don't ever say that." She looked down at him. "I don't want to win, if you're going to be dating me, then I want to be challenged damn it. If I wanted a trophy who would only agree with me, then I would have just dated one of the suitors my father tried to set me up with."
Jaune looked up at Weiss a playful smirk on his face.
"Nice underwear." Jaune gave her a thumb's up.
Weiss's face turned red as she quickly backed away from him.
"You…you…" Weiss's eyes narrowed. "What color were they?"
Jaune's eyes widened for only a moment, but his face soon became a mask of confidence.
"White, it's your favorite color." He replied.
"Wrong." She crossed her arms over her chest. "But a good attempt."
Weiss walked back over to Jaune and held out her hand to help him off the floor.
Jaune accepted it and managed to get back to his feet.
"Thank you." Weiss stated.
"For what?"
"Putting up with my stupidity."
Jaune rubbed the back of his head.
"You'll have to put up with enough of my stupidity in the future, so it's a fair trade."
"Perhaps." Weiss covered her mouth as she stifled a yawn.
"Tired?" Jaune asked.
"Yes actually."
Weiss shifted looking a little embarrassed.
"I was up most of the night due to nerves, but now that everything is done well." Weiss yawned again.
"Go get some sleep then Weiss."
"I will." Weiss hugged Jaune carefully. "I will see you tomorrow then?"
"Of course." He returned the hug as best as he could with one arm.
"Good." She smiled separating from him and made her way to the door when a devilish little idea tore its way through her mind. "Jaune."
"Yes, Weiss?" He looked over to her.
"They're black, black with lace." She smirked before turning and walking out the door before he had a chance to respond.
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Weiss knocked on Jaune's hospital room door with one hand, the other carefully balancing a couple of boxes she was carrying.
"Come in." Jaune called from the other side.
Weiss opened the door and stepped into the room.
"Good Morning…" Weiss's voice caught in her throat as her face turned red.
Jaune's bandages had been removed from around his torso, and he hadn't bothered to put a shirt on.
"Good morning Weiss." Jaune smiled oblivious to Weiss's plight. Months of coed living had made him think nothing of it. "You okay?"
Weiss was staring at him slack-jawed, her eyes moving up and down his chest.
"I'm fine." Weiss gave a nervous chuckle as she set the boxes down. "Just came in from outside, the abs…air is particularly cold today."
Jaune nodded thankfully he hadn't noticed Weiss's slip of the tongue.
"Oh, I see." Jaune nodded.
"Yes, it's absolutely frigid." Weiss looked around the room trying to look anywhere other than at Jaune. Her gaze fell to a familiar hoodie hanging up in the room's corner.
Weiss walked over to it removing it from the hanger. Returning to Jaune's side, she held it out to him.
"Here you should try to keep warm." Weiss suggested, face still a deep shade of red.
Weiss sighed with relief as Jaune took the hoodie from her and started to put it on if he had remained like that she might have done something profoundly stupid.
It took a moment for Jaune to put his hoodie all the way on; lacking an arm would usually do that.
"Thanks, Weiss." Jaune smiled as his head popped out the top. "Am I no longer enticing you, Weiss?"
"I've no idea what you're talking about." Weiss crossed her arms over her chest, sticking her nose in the air.
"You were looking at me the same way Blake looks at tuna."
"You did look rather tasty." Weiss's eyes widened, and she slammed her hands over her treacherous mouth, her face turning red once again.
"Well then." Jaune said with a raised eyebrow. "Learning more things about you every day Weiss."
"Shut up." Weiss buried her face in her hands in a hopeless attempt to escape the embarrassment she now felt.
"Alright." Jaune shook his head. "I'd rather you not die of embarrassment." He looked to the box of games. "What games did you bring?"
Weiss silently thanked him for changing the subject.
"I brought checkers, scrabble and a deck of cards." Weiss pointed to each box as she named them.
"Checkers sounds fine." Jaune replied
"Very well." Weiss nodded setting up the board on the table by Jaune's bed. Weiss was red Jaune was black.
Weiss moved her first piece forward.
"So where would you want to go out to?" Jaune moved a piece as well. "I've never actually been on a date before, so I wouldn't mind your input."
"To be honest." Weiss made another move. "I've never actually been on a date either, so I've no idea what I would like."
"Really?" Jaune asked surprised making another move. "You dated Neptune back in Beacon I thought."
"Date is a strong word." Weiss moved another piece forward to block Jaune from taking one of hers. "We went to the dance together, talked a few times, but after the fall of Beacon we fell out of touch."
"I see." Jaune contemplated his next move.
"Thank you for that by the way."
"For what?" Jaune cocked his head to the side confused.
"Neptune told me how it was you who convinced him to ask me out to the dance."
"Oh." Jaune smiled sheepishly. "Well, I couldn't just sit back and let him break your heart for so petty a reason."
Weiss smiled, blushing slightly had he cared that much about her.
"If it means anything if I knew you then as I do now." She placed her hand on his. "I would have gone to the dance with you."
Jaune froze a blush creeping across his face.
"I'm not sure what to say." He looked down at the checkerboard; he grabbed a piece and jumped it over three of Weiss's and into the end zone. "Except king me."
"What?" Weiss stared at the board in shock.
"You didn't think making me all sentimental would make it easier for you did you?"
"Oh, it is on Jaune Arc." Weiss said intently staring at the board contemplating her next move.
Jaune smiled as he brought forth the full force of Weiss's competitive spirit. Her dedication her drive to be the best, her simple need to meet any challenge head-on.
Jaune wouldn't have her any other way.
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Weiss made her way across the courtyard of Atlas Academy. It had been over a week since Jaune had been released from the hospital. She had been worried that once he was out that her interest in him would die down, now that he no longer needed her aid.
But to her relief, she had found Jaune to be a rather enjoyable companion, as well as the rest of his team which she had hardly interacted with before.
Weiss had reached her destination. She stared up at the doors of the gymnasium.
"Well, here we are." She fidgeted with her hands a moment. She pulled out her scroll.
Hey Weiss
Meet me at the academy gymnasium on Sunday.
7 o'clock sharp.
Formal attire required.
Weiss reread the text from Jaune, she had received it two days ago, and despite her best efforts to pry information from Jaune as well as her team they had all remained tight-lipped on the subject.
"One minute to seven." Weiss took a deep breath. "It's now or never." She opened the door and stepped inside.
Weiss's eyes went wide. The gym had been decorated with streamers; the lighting was low. She took a few steps forward; a few tables had been set up adorned with white roses as well as something else.
"Doilies?" Weiss realized as she looked around why all this felt so familiar. It was an almost exact recreation of the dance at Beacon.
A spotlight came on and drew Weiss's gaze towards the center stage. Standing on the stage was a rather dapper looking dark-skinned young man dressed in a suit and hat combination and sunglasses despite being indoors. Weiss thought he looked very familiar.
"Good evening Miss Schnee." The man said with a tip of his hat. "I'm Flynt Coal, and allow me to present your entertainment for the evening.
Of course Flynt, he was the one that she and Yang had fought in the Vytal festival.
"Providing music we have Atlas Academies own DJ N30N." Flynt motioned to the left of the stage where sitting at a makeshift sound station was the rainbow-haired cat faunus.
Neon Katt if Weiss remembered the name correctly.
Neon simply gave Weiss a double thumbs up.
"And of course we have the main event." Flynt continued. "With great honor Miss Schnee I present to you your date for the evening." Flynt motioned with his hand as another spotlight came on. "Mister Jaune Arc."
Jaune stood on the stage looking quite handsome in a suit; he held a guitar in his hands.
"Weeeeiissss!" Jaune sang her name as he strummed on the guitar. "Would you like to go to the dance with me…" He played a few more chords as he stepped off the stage towards her. "…on Sundaaaaay?"
Weiss brought her hand to her mouth to stifle her laughter. It was identical to how he had asked her at Beacon. It was corny, it was off key, and it was the most romantic thing she had ever experienced.
"Yes, I will you dolt." Weiss smiled.
"Good." Jaune smiled back at her as well while removing the guitar from his shoulders. "May I take your coat?
Weiss looked down at herself; she had been so awestruck by the extravagance of everything that she completely forgot she was wearing the thick fur coat.
"Of course." Weiss turned her back to Jaune and shrugged the coat off her shoulders, Jaune took the coat from her and hung it on a nearby chair. He turned back to face Weiss.
"Wow!" Jaune went slack-jawed at the sight of Weiss.
Weiss stood there in dark blue nearly black evening gown; it was perfectly tailored to accentuate her modest curves, a slit was cut into its left side showing off one of Weiss's legs, shoulderless and partially backless Weiss's pale skin seemed to glow in comparison to it.
Weiss turned red under Jaune's appreciative gaze.
"Do you like it?" Weiss finally had the nerve to ask.
"I love it." Jaune held out a hand to her. "Shall we dance?"
Weiss placed her hand in his.
"Yes." She nodded before being swept into his arms.
Jaune placed a hand on her waist and began leading her around the dance floor.
"How did you do…" Weiss began to ask but was silenced by him placing a finger on her lips.
"I'll tell you how later." Jaune whispered in her ear. "For now let's just dance."
Weiss felt as if she were floating on a cloud. She was used to dancing; it had been drilled into her head from a young age it was to be expected of the young socialite her father had meant for her to be.
But Jaune, his dancing was on an entirely different level from everything she had learned. Fast songs, slow songs, none of it mattered to him. Jaune leads her as expertly as a general would lead his troops. Only her huntress training allowed her to keep up with him.
When they finally stopped Weiss was breathless, her arms around his waist, her head resting against his shoulder.
"Would you like to take a break?" Jaune whispered.
Weiss nodded against his shoulder unable to find the energy for words. Regretfully she separated from him as Jaune led her over to a table with a bowl of punch and several assorted hors d'oeuves
Weiss devoured a small finger sandwich only just realizing the appetite she had managed to work up.
"Thank you for your services Flynt, Neon." Jaune called over to the two Atlas students, Flynt had at some point pulled out his trumpet to accompany the music his partner had put on.
"You're welcome." The musician said with a tip of his hat. "Always happy to put on a show for a good cause." Flynt walked over to his partner.
"Flynt we can't go yet." Neon whined. "This is going to be super romantic I want to see it."
Flynt shook his head and grabbed Neon by the tail dragging her out of the room, a rather easy thing to do since the faunus wore roller skates.
"Best of luck Arc." Flynt snapped his finger before pointing at Jaune. "You've got guts."
Jaune shook his head as the two members of team FNKI left the room and turned back to Weiss, who was sipping a glass of punch.
"Having fun?" Jaune looked to Weiss.
Weiss only nodded still a little overwhelmed by everything.
"How did you do all this?" Weiss finally managed to ask.
"I had a lot of help from Yang and a sizable donation from your sister."
"Winter?" Weiss seemed confused. "How did you even contact her?"
"Ruby helped with that. She said her uncle Qrow knew your sister." Jaune made air quotes upon uttering the word knew.
Weiss grimaced at being reminded of her sister's less than satisfactory taste in lovers.
"Did you have to use air quotes?"
"I'm just saying it exactly how Ruby said it." Jaune shrugged
Weiss sighed and shook her head, that didn't matter now. Only Jaune mattered right now
"Thank you, Jaune." Weiss set her punch down and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"One more dance?" Jaune wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Of course."
They began to move together; it was a little more awkward now since with Neon gone there was no longer any music. But they soon managed to find their own rhythm.
"Hey, Weiss."
"Yes?" Weiss looked up at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Would it be alright?" Jaune stumbled over his words. "I was wondering if, well you made such a big deal about it before, so I don't…"
Jaune didn't finish his sentence as Weiss pressed her lips to his, after a moment she pulled back.
"Yes, you have permission to kiss me." She smiled
"Okay…" Jaune said dumbfounded.
"Well, I gave you permission to kiss me." Weiss looked up at him expectantly. "So kiss me already."
Jaune brought his hand up to cup Weiss's cheek, which she nuzzled instinctually. Jaune ran his thumb over her lips causing her to let out a soft gasp. Slowly Jaune brought his lips down to hers.
Weiss wrapped her arms tighter around Jaune's neck pulling him as close as possible.
It was technically their third kiss, but this moment would be the one Weiss would always look back on most fondly.
The moment she knew that she would one day fall for this goofball.
That she could love Jaune Arc.
Well another chapter down, and I guess the end of the first part of the story. From here on out we're entering uncharted territory, I have a decent idea for where to take this story. The only issue I have with it is that I feel it will tonally clash with the story I've written so far. Like I mean full volume 3 tonal shift with potential character death and or permanent repercussions.
So I am hesitant to take the story in that direction for fear of alienating any readers who came here for some good ol White Night fluff and I guess Qrowin or snowbirds or whatever the young people are calling it nowadays. Seriously there's a god damn chart for RWBY ships. Like when I started one of my favorite ships was Lunar Eclipse, and at some point, that was changed to Knight Shade, and I didn't get the memo
On a random side note here are two ship names I submit to you the FNDM.
Winter x Cinder: Winterfell
Roman x Penny: Clockwork Orange
Well as always read, review and let me know your thoughts.