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Jaune smiled his signature smile as he led his date over towards their destination. He was glad that his day of rushing about had paid off. His reward was the sheer joy which his partner was exuding. He had never seen her like this, she seemed to be positively glowing.

'So far so good'

His initial apprehension was beginning to fade away. He opened the basket and set out two plates and cutlery. The Champion's eyes followed him as he began to unpack the various foods he had brought. There were foods of all kinds, pastries were laid out next to complex looking chicken dishes. There were finger foods, main courses and deserts that could satisfy any desire. Ordinarily Pyrrha would avoid deserts and eat as healthily as was in keeping with her strict training schedule, but this was a special occasion and one dessert couldn't possibly hurt.

'Maybe ill just have a taste of each' the voice in her head spoke but she doubted her resolve when faced with the foods before her. It was clear to her just how much effort that her knight had gone to.

"I-I thought you might like some f-food from Mistral. To..uh... remind you of home." the knight stuttered.

Pyrrha's smile grew wider than Jaune had thought possible. She looked him deep in the eyes as though she sought to gaze into his very soul. Never before had she experienced what she was currently. No-one had ever gone to as much effort for her as Jaune was now just for her. Before coming to Beacon she had been pursued by many suitors who sought to make use of her reputation and celebrity status. Never before had she had someone who loved her for who she was. But Jaune was different, he approached her with a refreshingly genuine nature. The blonde liked her for who not what she was.

Tears began to grow in the corners of her eyes as she looked at her partner and she knew. She knew she loved him this was no small infatuation, her whole heart was his should he but ask.

The blonde gave Pyrrha a look of concern as he saw the tears form in her eyes and roll down her cheeks. He dropped what he was holding and drew her in to his arms, she tucked her face into his shoulder as all her pent up emotion flew out. She felt ridiculous, she was the happiest that she had ever been and yet here she was weeping into his arms. Five minutes passed before she regained control of her unruly emotions and the knight spoke.

"I-is everything OK Pyrrha?" he asked, worry flowing through his voice. The Huntress looked up at him her eyes slightly puffy and nodded slightly.

"It's nothing" She spoke so softly that Jaune had trouble hearing her. The knight didn't press her any further, he just sat holding her tightly until the crying stopped and Pyrrha began to pull away. She wiped her eyes and giggled.

"We should probably eat something, I'm famished."

Pyrrha hadn't deceived him. Mistral food was amazing!. Every mouthful was a new plane of heaven for him to explore it ranged in flavour from sharp fruit based bites to the spiced and savoury meats. And his best of friends was there to guide him along, she often had him close his eyes as she placed small morsels in his mouth for his judgement. He made a mental note to fervently thank Beacon's cooks again. To top it off Pyrrha was in fine spirits, her tears left far behind.

As the night wore on they worked their way through their food until Jaune frowned to see there was no more. The knight sighed and lay back gazing up into the sky. She soon joined him resting her head upon his chest. She sighed contentedly, the night had been all she ever hoped and dreamed of. The stars were out in force ranging from small and dull to big and brilliant. The night was clear and provided them with clear scope of all the constellations from the Ursas both major and minor to the Great Hunter: Noiro, a famed hunter of myth that killed the great death-stalker with just one stroke of his mighty axe.

Jaune spoke in a hushed voice as he described the tales of the constellations and how they all tied in together. Pyrrha had never taken the time between her cereal-box-modelling and her rigorous training regimen to relax and enjoy the finer things in life, like the stars, and she listened intently. The stories were fantastic, full of bravery and monsters that made her want to nuzzle into him for safety. The two watched in awe as a shooting star streaked its way across the sky as though it was a salute to them alone.

"Quick make a wish!"

Pyrrha thought fast, she was on a date with the man she loved, she struggled to think of anything more she could possibly desire when it came to her. She closed her eyes and wished with all her heart. The knight sat up and looked her deep in the eyes ;

"S-so what did you wish for?"

Apprehension gripped her but her adrenaline was pumping now. Sensing that the moment was at hand, she cupped Jaune's cheeks and pulled him closer. The atmosphere became electric as she leant in and kissed him. She felt a feeling of exhilaration course through her body as their lips touched. They felt soft and warm to her, it was just as she had imagined

The knight was shocked to say the least, this was more than he had dared hope for. He overcame his initial surprise and kissed back, doing his best to deepen the kiss before they split apart gasping for breath. The knight and Spartan both blushed as they tried to regain their composure and the confidence to look the other in the eye.

"Wow..." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear. Jaune nodded

"Wow" he agreed.

He stood, took her hands in his and still wearing his mile wide smile he pulled her into a tight embrace. There they stood, under the light of a million stars but to the two of them, nothing existed save for each other.

It took a while for the Champion's to process what had happened. Not only was she on a date with the most special person in her life, but she had just successfully shared her first kiss with that person. Was it even happening at all or was it some daydream she would be dragged out of? She lay her head on his shoulder and found it the most comfortable place on earth at that moment, like she belonged there. She gave a deep sigh of relief, her very dreams were coming true.

It was late, later than Jaune was used to staying up til. The moon was half way through its journey across the sky. The only sounds were that of the wind in the grass and eaves of the old willow tree. In the branches sat an old owl, he had lived in that very willow for decades standing vigil over his domain, and had never seen a sight like that of the two teenagers that lay at the foot of his tree. The two lovers were in a world of their own.

Jaune lay gazing out into the cosmos pondering the events that had led him there whilst a certain Huntress-in-training slept in his arms. He had been listening to the constant rhythm of her breathing, it relaxed and entrancing him serving to make him smile to such a degree that the muscles in his face burned.

If anyone had said when he first came to Beacon, that he would be lying in the gardens with one of the top students and the 'Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes' mascot asleep in his arms, he'd have laughed in their face. Things like that had never happened to Jaune, and yet happened they had and by dust he was glad for it.

He checked his scroll to see that it was 3 am.

'Time to go'

Solemnly, the knight slid out from under Pyrrha, she stirred slightly but did not wake. As silently as he could he packed the plates and blanket into the basket and extinguished the candles. Leaving the wicker container at the base of the willow, he'd return it later, he wrapped an arm around Pyrrha's shoulders and around her legs so that he was carrying her bridal style. She reacted only by snuggling closer to him as he carried her off to the dorms.

He had arrived within ten minutes and, through an amazing display of dexterity, unlocked and opened the door. He carried the Champion to her bed on the far side of the room from his own. With all the care and delicacy he had he laid her out and covered her with her duvet. The knight tenderly brushed away the few strands of hair which obscured her face leant in and lightly kissed her upon her forehead.

Inside his head the knight was leaping cartwheels. Where did this leave him? Was Pyrrha his girlfriend now? He'd kissed a girl! And he had liked it! There was no way he would be sleeping tonight... one thought remained in his head, bouncing around and disrupting his thoughts.

'What next?'

There it was. This chapter is a tad shorter than normal but i hope you like it all the same. It was a new experience to try and write romance and i'm quite pleased with how it went. And now onward!