Blake stared resolutely at the rest of her team. She had expected Yang and Ruby to take the lead in the interrogation. Instead, Weiss Schnee had taken point. The SDC Heiress was sitting with perfect posture on a chair in front of the door. Blake's partner, Yang Xiao Long, stood to Weiss' left wearing her ridiculous aviator sunglasses. This, Blake believed, was the most amateurish Good Cop/Bad Cop routine in Remnant's history.

"Blake, you promised that you wouldn't hide anything from us," Weiss pleaded. Worse, Ruby was had moved right next to Weiss and appeared for all the world as if she was about to cry.

'Damn you and your adorableness, Ruby Rose," Blake hissed internally.

Luckily, Pyrrha had suggested a plan during Oobleck's class. Blake had printed off the non-disclosure agreement every Oniwaban subscriber had to sign when they registered. Occasionally, Stejar Alblastru posted previews of the upcoming books. The NDA was necessary to control, and identify, possible leaks.

Accepting that she wasn't going to get out of his, Blake produced the non-disclosure agreement. "Fine, you know I read...a ton...I'm a subscriber to a major forum for a series. I actually am one of the top posters there."

"So, that's what you're doing on your scroll so late! I thought you were just looking up weapon's designs like everyone else," Ruby cheered while slapping a fist into her palm.

"Yeah, uh...weapons...that's exactly what we all look up late at night," Yang hastily agreed. The Brawler gave Weiss and Blake a look that dared them to shattered her baby sister's naive illusions.

Weiss accepted the NDA and gave it a practiced read-over. "This...is surprisingly thorough. For a book forum, I must say, this is almost overkill."

"Well, it's for...the," Blake sighed. "Ninja of Love series. The author posts previews of the upcoming books. With how much that series sells..."

"Wait! You mean other people read that...that...FILTH!"

Blake felt her ears tense painfully under her bow. "Artistic erotic fiction!"

"FIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ruby yelled.

Suddenly, the door to Team RWBY's door flew open. A panicked Jaune and a concerned Pyrrha stood in the door. "Guys! We need your help! Nora...she finally did it!"

"Did what, Jaune?" Ruby gasped. The Petite Reaper hadn't seen Jaune this panicked since the Death Stalker attack at the Initiation.

Pyrrha laughed nervously. The kind of laugh that started with 'It's a funny story actually...' and ended with an explanation about how an Airship collided with a train. "She discovered that it was possible to order Verge soda online."

Yang trembled in fright. "Mother of Oum..."

"How is that bad? What's Verge soda?" Weiss asked.

Ruby gulped as the full terror of what could transpire dawned on her. "It's the most caffeinated soda in the history of Remnant. It's banned in Atlas, Menagerie, and parts of Vacuo!"

"H-How much did Nora order?" Weiss whimpered. A hyper-caffeinated Nora was a natural disaster waiting to happen.

Jaune looked solemn. "Sixty two cases. All we know is that she ordered them and had them shipped to Vale. They aren't coming to Beacon."

"Our professors found out and gave us the rest of the day to prevent an international incident," Pyrrha added.

Ruby, Yang, and Blake shared a confused look. Weiss exploded from her seat. "The Vytal festival! There are three airships from Haven and Shade arriving today!"

"We all remember what it was like the one time Nora had a regular soda..." Ruby was suddenly very serious. "Where could she have sent that much soda?"

"I'll send a couple of locations to your scrolls. Ren, Pyrrha, and I could really use all your help."

Team RWBY looked at their scrolls as Jaune sent them the 'suspect locations.' "We really owe you guys. You've seen what Nora gets like with a single extra helping of syrup."

Weiss actually shuddered in abject fear. Yang and Ruby were the first out the door. Weiss was shouting after her partner to, "Come up with a plan!"

"Hey, Blake," Jaune said calmly. His even tone captured Blake's attention faster than if he had shouted. "Gotta confess something. Ren's already intercepted Nora. This is just to help you and Pyrrha out."

The Feline Faunus' eyes went wide. "What?"

"Pyrrha said it's some kind of 'girl thing'. I trust my partner enough not to pry. I trust you enough to keep her out of trouble. Blake, I know keeping this party animal under control will be the most difficult challenge of your life, but I have faith in you."

"Jaune!" Pyrrha gasped in scandalized humor. Blake couldn't help but laugh at the exchange.

Blake took up a mask of solemnity. "I will try to contain her hedonistic tendencies to the best of my ability."

Jaune bowed to both ladies as he head out to his 'objective'. Pyrhha shook her head. "He is a character."

"D-Did he figure it out?" Blake asked nervously. The combination worries of Jaune discovering their secret fandom and the reawakened attraction to Pyrrha alongside a flicker of new appreciation for Jaune. His gesture was miniscule in the grand scheme of things. However, Jaune trusted Blake enough to have his partner and best friend's back. It was a huge symbol of his trust. As Blake cast a serendipitous glance towards Pyrrha, she noticed the champion had mirrored her own actions. The two girls blushed and struggled to reign in their delicious confusion.

"N-No," Pyrrha confirmed. "Jaune is a firm believer in giving and keeping his word. He figured out I wanted to head into town today. I accidentally let it slip you had a similar plan. Once the Nora 'Verge-pocalypse' reared its head, he devised a cover story so we could head into town without anyone looking over our shoulder."

"He did that for us?" Blake could feel her jaw drop in surprise.

"Jaune did it without a second thought," Pyrrha bragged on her partner. Blake could only nod as the two girls headed out. They nearly face-faulted down a flight of stairs when Professor Port suddenly appeared and begged them to keep all that weapon-grade caffeine out of Nora's hands.

Blake pushed the panicked Professor from her mind. She refocused on Jaune's unexpected gesture. That revelation was surprisingly touching. Blake rarely had anyone trust her while respecting her innate introverted and emotionally cautious nature. Team RWBY, even Weiss after their reconciliation, had begun to learn and embrace Blake's nature. Having a guy offer that up was unusual. Almost every guy Blake had ever met had been quick to try to 'earn her trust'. They saw her need to be trusted and rushed to exploit it. The Faunus guessed she was easy to read in that regard. Unfortunately, they seemingly all wanted the same thing, or at least were painfully obvious about it. The only two guys that weren't hoping Blake would trust them enough to drop her pants were Lie Ren and Jaune Arc. Ren, Blake along with pretty much everyone else attending Beacon believed, was probably secretly already married to Nora. Jaune...well...Blake wasn't sure sometimes about Jaune. He was dense at times, incredibly perceptive at others, socially awkward, socially commanding, and a million other contradictions. It was actually rather intriguing.

'He's like a walking dynamic character from a novel. Reminds me a bit of Kiro actually...'

As if bidden by her thoughts, the message chime on Blake's scroll pinged. She exchanged a grin with Pyrrha and read the next clue.

"Page sixty-three in book four," Pyrrha recalled, but her voice carried unusual uncertainty.

"You're right," Blake assured her friend. If anyone had memorized Ninja in Matrimony? It was Nossis.

Pyrrha shook her head. "It's not that. I just had an odd thought...Look across the street..."

Blake followed Pyrrha's gaze. Jaune was staring at his Scroll with what Teams RWBY and JNPR described as his 'I did something clever' smile. That smile, generally, meant Jaune had unleashed something subtle that would end rather spectacularly.

'This is going to be the second trip to Forever Fall all over again...' Blake thought.

"This is going to be the second trip to Forever Fall...isn't it? I just hope it doesn't involve secretly cutting a bit of Yang's hair again..." Pyrrha chuckled nervously.

Blake turned slowly to Pyrrha. "Did we just read each others thoughts?"

"We might have. Gong334 and Yukimaru098 do accuse us of 'Hive Mind Shenanigans' on the forums," Pyrrha pointed out.

"We've only posted pretty much the exact same thing at the exact same time three times," Blake huffed as the two beauties weaved their way through a crowd of people and a sea of admiring and/or jealous looks.

"There should be something around here," Pyrrha observed. The two Huntresses were looking for the clue Stejar had mentioned and for competition.

Blake perked up, but grumbled as her Faunus ears strained against the bow. "Look for a model of the Temple Bell!"

"It's made of metal..." Pyrrha agreed happily. She quickly reached out with her Semblance. The small dock for a river sight-seeing tour company was mostly wooden. It shouldn't be hard to detect out of place metal. "Found it!"

The two friends dashed to the dock. Pyrrha reached behind a wooden sign advertising the coming release of The Shogun's Garden. The advertisement was a bit out of place, but that was probably part of the promotion.

"Something's 'odd' about these clues..." Blake mused. Pyrrha gave her friend an odd look as they took a shortcut in their quest back to Beacon. The look was clearly a 'go ahead', so Blake continued. "Each clue so far has been foreshadowing for some of our favorite moments. Moments we have publicly gushed over..."

Realization dawned on the Invincible Girl and she excitedly positioned herself in front of Blake. "Do...do you think Stejar Alblastru wants us to win?"

Blake could only nod as the memories of the dream prodded ferociously at the sleeping desire in her coil. 'Would it be so bad to kiss her here?'

Pyrrha's emerald eyes locked on Blake's and the air practically began to spark. "Last night.." "I dreamed..."

The girls' words collided in a violent conflagration of friendship, confused sexual attraction, and general social awkwardness.

Blake recovered from the shock first, but not by choice. "Oh no. We have to go!" The raven-haired warrior grabbed her gladiator companion with almost predatory grace. Pyrrha barely had time to cry out in surprise as Blake dragged her into a nearby shop.

"What's wrong, Blake?" Pyrrha asked as her friend guided her clear of the windows. Both young women were desperately trying to ignore the wares sold in Blake's hastily chosen refuge.

'I had to choose a lingerie shop to confess to Pyrrha that she's making me doubt my sexuality,' Blake grumbled mentally.

'She had to choose a lingerie shop. As if I needed more evidence that I may not be entirely straight,' Pyrrha thought somewhat glumly.

"I caught Sun's scent nearby," Blake explained. "I don't mind him, but...I wanted to talk to you about some private matters. If he was around, we couldn't talk. Sun is...persistent."

Pyrrha nodded. "I heard Weiss mention that he followed you for two full days. Persistent is putting it...lightly. But why choose this store to hide? He strikes me as the type not to shy away from a place like this."

"Sun definitely wouldn't be intimidated by this place. I chose this shop because of all the perfume. It'll throw off his sense of smell," Blake whispered.

"Very clever," the Mistralan praised her friend. She licked her lips to buy time. "W-What did you want to talk about, Blake?"

"Dreams," the Faunus confessed. "We...we had the same basic ones last night, didn't we?"

Pyrrha felt the same dizzying dance of mortification and powerful want in her chest at Blake's armor piercing question. "Was...Jaune in your dream?"

"Not just Jaune...you," Blake admitted. "Ever since the Laundry room, Pyrrha, you've been in my head. I nearly kissed you earlier."

"Oh..." Pyrrha Nikos was renowned for ability to think on her feet and recover from any situation. This complication was completely out her depth. She knew with absolute certainty that she was falling in love with Jaune Arc. The silent personal admission, even while she was nearly overwhelmed with lust for Blake Belladonna, caused Pyrrha to be overcome with warmth and undeniable joy. "I...I have shared such thoughts...What...what about Jaune?"

"Everyone knows you love him," Blake said bluntly. "I think he's starting to realize it too."

Pyrrha's hope nearly powered through her Blake-induced sexual malaise. Blake frowned. "I've chosen the worst time to start noticing why you are falling for him. He doesn't know me all that well, but this morning...Jaune said everything I really wanted to hear. The fact that he wasn't trying to make a pass at me was all the more...alluring."

"There...there are some things we cannot control," Pyrrha said slowly.

"Do you know what we should be doing about this?" Blake pressed.

Silence permeated the oddly abandoned store. Pyrrha eventually took a tentative step forward. "We...we could be like Bunko431 and Nossis..."

"Pyrrha, we are Bunko431 and Nossis," the ex-White Fang member whispered. Her words fumbled over each other. Breath hitched in her throat as the fire in her core was stoked by each syllable Pyrrha whispered.

"What...if we worked together to get what we want? Like on the forums...but now?" Pyrrha shuddered with need.

The answer died on Blake's lips. "Hide," Blake hissed. "We have to hide!" The two young women dove out of sight of one of the other entrances. Confident they were well-hidden, Pyrrha mouthed, "Sun?" Blake shook her head and led her friend's gaze to the door. Coco Adel was in the process of unlocking the front door. A few steps behind was a completely at ease Velvet.

"I love my family sometimes." Coco's declaration carried none of her usual bored disdain.

Velvet laughed. "Only sometimes?"

"Fine, most of the time," Coco corrected her previous position. "They really shouldn't give me the keys to this place when it's closed."

"Coco, you wouldn't be planning anything scandalous would you?" The rabbit Faunus teased.

"Only if you don't get out of Beacon's painfully drab uniform." Blake and Pyrrha could almost hear Coco sticking out her tongue The two second-years slipped into view as the closed the shop's blinds. Pyrrha had to bite her finger to keep from gasping as Velvet tossed her uniform's jacket to the side. Coco pushed her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose and enjoyed the show.

After a few minutes, Velvet was in nothing but her stockings and a very delicate black lace bra. The Faunus adopted a devious smile. Coco managed to halfway shout, "Velvet" before hungry lips cut the team leader off.

Passion overwhelmed the two girls. Greedy hands grasp and tore away clothing as they explored each curve and inch of exposed skin. The two hidden first-years were torn between bolting for the nearest exit and risking encountering the far-too-curious Sun and indulging in voyeurism. Lust, as always, was a powerful force.

Blake and Pyrrha stayed.

Now fully nude, Coco and Velvet laughed in relief. "I never thought we'd find somewhere private again," the fashionista moaned as Velvet began teasing kisses along her leader's neck, collarbone, and shoulder.

Velvet hummed appreciatively as her partner gently played with her ears. "This place is perfect. We don't have to worry about an audience."

Coco kissed her adorable little bunny again. "It will be a nice change of pace."

"Speaking of change of pace," Velvet drew out the last word playfully. She circled her lover. "I want to take the lead today."

"Aren't we being adventurous." Coco's next comment died as Velvet dropped to her knees and teasingly traced Coco's pussy with a gentle breath. The breath was followed by a delicate pass of the index finger. "T-Tease!"

Velvet stuck her tongue out in response...and then promptly put the tongue to much better use. The rabbit Faunus buried her face deeply into Coco's quivering flower. Pyrrha had to bite down on her finger to avoid gasping in scandalous need. Absentmindedly, Pyrrha found herself attending to her own budding desires. She turned towards Blake and was rewarded by the delicious image of her friend pursuing her own desire. 'If Jaune could see this...' Pyrrha thought before turning her attention back to escstasy-fueled union of woman and Faunus. Coco was bucking and writhing along with Velvet's ministrations.

It was obvious that Coco was on the edge. Her breathing was labored and sent her ample breasts heaving with each desperate lungful. Her luscious body was slick with sweat. A few more moments and Coco would achieve a powerful climax.

Then Velvet stopped. Three sets of lustful eyes went wide with shock.

"V-Vel..." Coco begged. The half-word dripped with utter desperation. Her uncharacteristic submissiveness spoke of Velvet's incredible talents.

"Hands and knees, trust me boss," The Faunus teased as she held Coco's chin between her index finger and thumb. Coco nodded as a shiver of denied release cascaded through her body. She was aching for relief. There was no resistance as she dropped to all fours. Velvet appeared behind the other woman and took a moment to savor the nectar slipping from her lover's womanhood.

A wordless cry of pleasure escaped from Coco as Velvet's fingers slid into the waiting folds. The Faunus began pumping in and out. A shift in the angle of her fingers, of intensity, of a dozen little details caused the moans, yelps, and pleas of utter joy from Coco to change.

Velvet had discovered a love for music. She leaned forward and took hold of one of her team leader's breasts. Kneading and massaging her lover's supple mounds brought a hungry smile to the usually modest woman's lips.

"Nnnn," Pyrrha struggled not to moan loudly. Blake's struggle was even more desperate. The yellow-eyed beauty's eyes were glazed over with pleasure as she bucked into her fingers.

"M-More!" Coco pleaded.

Velvet leaned over, enjoying the sensation of her breasts against Coco's back, and nipped at her partner's ear. "Since you asked so nicely."

The speed of Velvet's fingers reached speeds no one thought possible. Each intense pump solicited a scream of 'Yes!', 'More', or some unintelligible begging from Coco. The music escaping from Velvet's lover thankfully overwhelmed Blake's gasps and moans. Pyrrha forced herself to stop as Coco came and came hard. She cried out and the two older teens began whispering happily amongst themselves. Blake...was not done. Pyrrha could see the dam about to break. There was no time to think about her action. The Hoplite grabbed Blake violently and pulled her into a searing kiss. As Blake brought herself to orgasm, her scream of pleasure was muffled by the duel taking place between her tongue and Pyrrha's.

There was no hiding the look of disappointment, that bordered on out-and-out betrayal, in Blake's eyes as Pyrrha broke the kiss. "We have to go," Pyrrha whispered as Velvet and Coco began a second round. Mistral's champion guided Blake out of the back door they had entered earlier.

"Blake, are we in the clear?" Pyrrha whispered. Blake, thankfully, was coherent enough to check around. She nodded in relief. "That's a small miracle."

"Pyrrha...I know that was all lust. But...I...I think I want more. You're in love with Jaune. I said it earlier, everyone knows it. He probably knows it..." Blake smiled a bit wistfully. "After all, who hand feeds a girl after waiting up all night for her to get back from a workout?"

Pyrrha blushed. The situation with Blake was progressing at a speed she hadn't ever dreamed. The champion was torn between being touched by Blake's continuing confession and knowing that despite their friendship and powerful mutual attraction Blake was second to Jaune.

The dam had broken and Blake continued with, "I know what you said earlier was heat of the moment...but I realize I want it. I want you. I'm more than willing to help you land Jaune..."

"I...I meant it," Pyrrha admitted with clinched fists.

The universe decided to provide a reprieve for the two young women struggling with their sexuality. Their scrolls pinged as 'Stejar Alblastru' updated his Clue Blog. Eager for the distraction, Blake and Pyrrha read over the clue. The scene was the infamous 'cafe shootdown' where Sakiko had tried to convince Kiro to give up on searching for the Temple Bell to save his life from the numerous assassinations orchestrated by the Usurper.

"Look," Blake pointed out something in the post. "The first letters of the sentences in the last paragraph spell out a word."

Pyrrha checked the paragraph's sentences. She knew Blake was correct, but needed to confirm it for herself. "I know this cafe! It's three blocks over! Lovely selection of teas."

"Do they have Chai?" Blake asked hopefully.

Pyrrha nodded. The nod evidently was the signal to start a race. Miss Nikos found herself wondering if Blake would have broken the sound barrier if she had revealed they also served some kind of fish. It only took a few moments to find the specialty advertisement for The Shogun's Garden. The two very close friends copied down the lone word on the frame. Blake grinned as she dashed off to order some Chai tea.

"Thank you, Blake," Pyrrha said graciously. After enjoying the tea, the 'partners' began the long journey back to Beacon. Their day had been a complete success on the contest front. It had also been...enlightening. However, the universe was not done yet.

Pyrrha's Scroll buzzed and a snippet of the X-ray and Vav theme played. The Hoplite opened the message from Jaune.

"He's probably wondering what's taking so long," she informed Blake with a giggle. The giggle became a choked noise of utter surprise. "Blake, I need you to pull back up the last clue and read me how Stejar described the cafe's atmosphere."

Blake raised an eyebrow, but recited from memory, "Kiro didn't understand how 'artisan' pastries and 'designer' teas could justify such steep prices, but Sakiko appreciated places like this. He wouldn't complain, even if he would never 'get the finer things!'"

"Listen carefully to Jaune's message..." Pyrrha almost trembled. "Hey, I'm with Sun. We were wondering if you two would would like to join us at The Roost for pizza? You are probably back at Beacon now though. I know you said you'd be eating at that cafe. I don't get how 'artisan' pastries can justify such steep prices, but I guess I just don't get the finer things!"

Blake gaped at Pyrrha. "T-Two things...the emphasis on us being back at Beacon...was that Jaune's doing?" Pyrrha confirmed Blake's suspicion with a nod. "Second...you aren't pulling my leg, are you? Jaune actually typed that?"

"He did," Pyrrha affirmed. "The timing and the phrases..."

"If they are a coincidence, it is a very creepy coincidence." Blake shook her head. "Have you responded?"

"I have not responded," Pyrrha confirmed. "I think I should tell him we did go to the cafe. I know you are not particularly eager to see Sun right now."

Blake nodded. "Nothing against Sun, but...well..." Pyrrha smiled at Blake's attempt to look shyly away. The Faunus could be quite adorable in addition to beautiful.

"The conversation would be awkward," Pyrrha verbally nudged her friend.

"Yeah," the B of Team RWBY drew out the word. "Pyrrha...I think you should swipe Jaune's scroll tonight."

"Why? You...you couldn't possibly think Jaune is Stejar could you?" Pyrrha was incredulous, but the timing was suspicious. There was no denying that she found the possibility intriguing.

"The timing is too weird. Kinda dying to know, actually," Blake finished with a shrug. Free of the haze of lust, the two women were able to indulge in actual conversation. Pyrrha and Blake steered clear of Ninjas of Love, or their observations of the feminine half of Team CFVY, and simply traded stories about their teams. A borderline heated debate over whether Nora's addiction to pancakes or Ruby's cookie habit was the most intense erupted. As did the laughs.

"Good evening, Blake," Pyrrha wished with a blush.

The faintest dusting of color appeared on Blake's face. "You too, Pyrrha. I had...fun today."

"Pyr!" Nora shouted. "You want some warm milk. It's soooooooo good and helps you sleep!"

The Hoplite smiled at her dear friend. "The offer is sweet, Nora, but I am fine." Truthfully, she refused the offer because warm milk was pretty much an off switch for Pyrrha. Simply having a glass would have Pyrrha falling asleep before her head hit the pillow. Though, Pyrrha thought as she returned Jaune's smile from across the room, the fantasy of her beloved partner carrying her bridal style to bed was so very tempting.

However, curiosity and the promise to Blake overcame such indulgences. Jaune mentioned that Sun had been bummed the girls hadn't joined them. Pyrrha had been careful to cage her responses. She didn't lie, but she avoided mentioning the main reason Blake had avoided her fellow Faunus.

It was a huge stroke of luck that the rest of JNPR had decided to go to sleep so early. Ren and Nora were surprisingly deep sleepers for survivors of the Wilds. Pyrrha actually considered their ease at sleeping a sign of rather touching trust. Ren and Nora felt that they were safe at Beacon, safe with Jaune and Pyrrha. Jaune was obviously deep into dreamland. Pyrrha had learned that when he was truly relaxed that Jaune allowed his right leg to droop over the edge of the bed. This was her only opportunity! Jaune's password was fairly easy to figure out...mainly because Pyrrha had help him update the password two weeks ago. Guilt teased her spine, but the need to sate her rampant curiosity pushed that down quickly!

"Yes!" Pyrrha hissed as she gained access to Jaune's Scroll. Her green eyes darted around the room to ensure she hadn't woken anyone up. Pyrrha's luck held and she searched the three web browsers' history. The default browser hadn't been used in nearly a month. Jaune had only used it to download the Red Panda browser. Said browser's history was a whole lot of sports pages and webcomics. Pyrrha actually memorized a few of the more interesting looking webcomics. The final browser was the infamous Turnip browser. It was heavily encrypted. Pyrrha hummed as she scrolled through the list. At the very end of the list, which coincidentally was about to be automatically deleted, Pyrrha found what she was looking for.

She struggled to open the link. Her trembling fingers actually missed three times. The time stamp was too close. Honestly, seeing site:NinjasofForum in Jaune's history was utterly shocking. Reading the words: 'Guess what, Oniwabans?' caused the Pyrrha to stare in open-mouth shock at the blissfully unaware Stejar Albastru aka Jaune Arc. The two words that escaped Pyrrha's lips perfectly encapsulated the statuesque beauty's mindset.

"Holy shit..."

Author's Note: This chapter is a bit shorter since there is only one lemon. So...cat's out of the bag while the cat's out of the closet! (DAMN IT YANG!) Let me know what y'all think! Reviews, much like Darkos, are life.

Sanctum Days, an actual purely Arkos fic, and A Dream Hastened from the Naruto corner of my multiple fandoms are likely the next up. Hopefully, I can get at least one of them out before the school year starts and I'm knee deep in trying to keep 8th graders from tearing down my classroom.