A/N: There will probably be a Part Three to this, just letting you know now. Not sure when though, yet.
"Ugh."
Yang looked up to see who else but Jaune Arc dropping into the chair across from her and slamming his head onto the desk. She stared at him for a moment, wondering if he'd even noticed her at the table, before slowly placing the book she'd been reading down.
"Um, are you alright?"
Jaune's head shot up, eyes wide as he looked at her for a moment before he recognized her. It had only been a few days since Halloween, and everyone was back at school now, just in time for Midterms to come around.
"Yea," Jaune sighed, "Just trying to avoid Pyrrha. She's great, but I swear if she tries to make me study any more for our tests next week I'm going to have a mental breakdown."
Smiling a little, Yang tilted her head at him, before asking, "Well I mean, have you studied?"
He groaned again and slammed his head back down. Yang laughed.
"I'm kidding, and seriously if you keep bashing your head against stuff you'll probably forget everything that you actually did study." She reached over and patted his head in sympathy.
She could see him shrug, and turn his head to the side so his voice wouldn't be muffled, "It's not like it matters, I'll walk into the room on the day of the test and forget everything anyways."
"Well," she replied, flashing him a cheeky grin when he glanced her way, "Maybe you should do some studying then."
"Noooooo" Jaune whined, hiding his head behind his arms, "No more studying, mercy!"
"C'mon, Pyrrha can't be that bad!" she laughed, before pausing and thinking that really, Pyrrha probably could be that bad. She tended to be a little bit overbearing when she was trying to be helpful. Wait, didn't she have a crush on Jaune, too?
Yang's eyes widened, and she resisted the urge to slap herself in front of Jaune as she realized. She'd been so critical of him the whole time on Halloween, and totally forgotten the biggest gossip at their school. Pyrrha Nikos was totally in love with this idiot, and he didn't realize it, and yet she thought he'd be making a move on her little sister?
She groaned, and slammed her own head down on her book, causing Jaune to look up at her in bewilderment.
"What?" he asked, confused at her sudden action.
"Nothing, I just realized how much of a slave driver Pyrrha can be, and that she is totally that bad."
"She's not that bad!" Jaune tried to defend his friend. "Just a little bit too intense? Maybe?"
Yang chuckled, before something caught her eye behind Jaune. "Well, she's looking pretty intense right now. Guess you didn't escape her, huh?"
His eyes widened and he whipped around to look, "Oh no" he moaned. "Why would she check the library? I never come to the library!"
"That's probably why she came to the library." Yang supplied sagely. "Last place you'd think to look for you."
"I hate how much sense that makes." He grumbled, putting his head back on the desk and crossing his arms around it. "If she asks me about studying I'm going to snap, I swear."
Yang chuckled, "Sure Jaune." She said, knowing there was no way he'd actually snap at Pyrrha. He'd be too worried about hurting her feelings, gods knew the girl wasn't great with sarcasm, she probably wouldn't understand he was kidding if he said anything mean.
"Well, here she comes." Yang informed him. His only response was another groan.
She stared at the top of his head for a few seconds before shrugging. Maybe she could do him a favour here to make up for her misjudgement of him on the weekend.
Just as Pyrrha was about to speak, Yang looked up and grinned at her, "Heya P-Money, what can I do for you?" she saw Jaune starting to raise his head from the desk and kicked him in the shin, making him make a pained noise and slam his head back down on the desk. Pyrrha looked down at him with concern, "Jaune, are you okay?"
Yang waved her off, smiling, "He's fine, just a little sick is all." She paused and faked a thoughtful expression, "I mean, he might hurl at any time, but he's fine, trust me."
Pyrrha raised an eyebrow at her, "That doesn't sound fine, Yang."
"Sooo maybe he needs to go to the nurses office, but really, it's not that bad, he'll throw up a little bit and be right as rain, ain't that right Jaune?" he moaned, which didn't really answer either way. Yang took it though.
"See, A-Okay!"
Pyrrha placed a hand on his back awkwardly, as if she wasn't sure what to do in this situation. "Jaune, do you need to go to the nurse? I can-" Yang dived in again to save him.
"I'll take him" she chirped, smiling cheekily as Pyrrha looked up in surprise, already about to decline. Seeing this, she went for the throat.
"I'm just finishing here anyways, I mean you probably came here to get some books or something, right?" Yang asked, her tone turning towards teasing at the end, as if she was trying to bait a confession out of the redhead.
Pyrrha stared hard at her, but was the first to crumble. Classic Pyrrha, unwilling to get confrontational with anyone. "Yea," she got out, "Just needed to get some books for studying." Another groan sounded from Jaune at the S word, and Yang's mouth almost twitched into a grin. She quickly schooled her features.
"Don't you worry about him, Pyrrha, I used to take care of Ruby all the time when she got sick. Vomit boy is in good hands!" Another bang as Jaune slammed his head against the desk after hearing his new nickname, and Yang's composure almost broke, as she held back a broad smirk. She got out of her chair and walked around the table, grabbing Jaune by the shoulders and hauling him up.
"C'mon buddy, try not to upchuck on my shoes, they're new."
"I hate you" he muttered quietly.
"I can still give you back to her." She retorted, before giving Pyrrha a smile and wave over her shoulder as they left the library. The poor girl waved back, looking lost and confused.
Yang bumped shoulders with Jaune and shot him a wide grin as soon as they were out of Pyrrha's view. "Aren't you lucky to have a friend like me, who saves you from evil redheads?"
He rolled his eyes, "Thanks, I think." He rubbed his forehead and turned to give her a stink eye, "Vomit boy though? Seriously?"
Yang barked out a laugh, "Well I had to think of something to get you out of there! You're lucky I didn't just stop and let her take you to the nurse instead!" His face went white.
"Oh come on," she laughed, "She's not that bad!" Yang mocked, trying to imitate Jaune's voice. It came out squeaky and awkward, and Jaune groaned again.
"I do not sound like that!" he cried, "Why are you so mean?"
Grinning, Yang wound an arm around his shoulders and dragged him in for a side hug.
"You sounded just like Blake does when I talk to her! We're going to be such good friends!"
Jaune did not look relieved by the news, as she had hoped he would. "I think I understand why Blake is so good at hiding now."
She placed a hand over her mouth as she released a dramatic gasp, "Shush you, I am a wonderful friend! Blake is just anti-social." This time it was Jaune who grinned down at her.
"Wow, such great things you have to say about her. You're a real pal, Yang."
She glared, "Yes, I am. I am such a wonderful pal who just saved you from hours of studying, who you should be thanking and praising and kissing the ground I walk on."
Now Jaune laughed, "You sound pretty high and mighty for a girl who needs her hand held in haun- OW!" he reeled back as Yang punched him in the side.
"You tell nobody or you'll end up like all the others who tried to tell."
Jaune blinked, looking at her with a blank face, "What others?"
"Exactly Jaune."
"What?" he said, before his mouthed opened in an 'o'. "Oh, I get it."
"Good" she chirped, "Now, free period is about to end, you can buy me lunch to thank me for saving you." She told him. "Unless you really do need to go to the nurse, you might have a concussion after hitting your head so many times."
"Yea, and probably some bruised ribs and a bloody shin from that psycho who kept attacking me."
Yang grinned savagely at him. "I can't help it if I'm the type of girl who shows affection through physical acts."
Jaune shook his head as they walked into the cafeteria, the bell ringing as they got there.