Jaune stretched as he walked out of his room on Sunday morning, Yang had brought him food and his books so that he could study over the week, and his neck had healed wonderfully. She hadn't visited today though, but he had been allowed out to get some breakfast and his regular clothes. He was ready to get in his sparring with Yang. Although, when he got to the small clearing they had been practicing in, she wasn't there, and she was usually the one who was punctual about the training.
"Hello? ...Sunfire? ...Yang?" Jaune called.
No response.
"Maybe I should check to see if she is in her room..." Jaune muttered.
Nodding to himself he made his way to Team RWBY's room. When he got there, he rapped on the door.
Yang was not feeling like facing the day today. Her sleep was filled with dreams about red-headed demons feasting on blond angels (thank you, you stupid imagination). She had been tossing and turning all night and woke up only to feel totally unrested. When she woke she had also woken up late meaning she had missed out on breakfast, and her stomach was hell-bent on meaning sure she knew it. She groaned and lay face down on her bed, only hear a few raps on the door.
"Um...Hello? Sunfire, you in there?" Jaune asked.
Yang's heart shot into her throat, she completely forgot she had sparring with Jaune! She buried her head into the pillow. Not him! Anyone but him! In spite of her pleading, he gently pushed open this door with a creak. She squinted through her eyes to see Jaune look at her puzzled, suddenly smile gently, shrug, and close the door behind him softly.
Yang let out a sigh of relief and annoyance, "You have to be all thoughtful and kind, huh? Stupid, cute knight..."
Yang closed her eyes and began to doze off when the door creaked open again and Jaune came back in with a milk carton and plastic-wrapped sandwich in his hands. Yang instantly squinted through her eyes again, trying to seem asleep. He put them on the bedside dresser, wrote something down on a piece of paper, placed the paper on the sandwich, looked at them for a moment, nodded, and walked out of the room.
"Oh god, I really am falling for him at this rate..." Yang half-lamented, half-sighed into her pillow.
Jaune had just walked out the door to run into Weiss.
Literally.
She stumbled back and nearly fell before Jaune caught her shoulders.
"Gah! Sorry Weiss, I didn't mean to run into you." He said letting go after she steadied herself.
"What were you doing in our room?" Weiss asked suspiciously.
"Oh, that? Well I had come to see if Yang was there since she wasn't at the area we use for sparring, I knocked and everything but she seemed to be tired, so I left. I knew if she was sleeping she must have missed breakfast, so I went to the cafeteria and quickly managed to pick up a carton of milk and made her a small sandwich. The, I placed on the bedside dresser and left. Finally, I ran into you just as I left." Jaune narrated.
Weiss blinked, "That was thoughtful."
Jaune smiled sheepishly, "Well, she is my friend, you know, I really care for her. I don't want her to have lug herself out of bed if she is too tired. I can always get some practice in with Pyrrha or something. It's really no prob-"
Jaune was cut short as the door flew open and hit him in the back of the head. He didn't even have time to yelp in pain as he crashed to the floor, his eyes blank and unseeing and his head leaving a small smoke trail from a bump on his head. Weiss stared in shock at the blonde brawler who had pushed the door open and was standing there in her sleepwear. She seems totally unprepared to get up, let alone spar.
"I'M UP!" Yang yelled.
She noticed it was silent and look to see Jaune unconscious and on the floor and Weiss staring at her. She pieced together what had happened and immediately paled.
"Um... Jaune? Are you okay?" She asked hesitantly.
"IS HE OKAY?" Weiss screeched indignantly, "You just knocked him out with a door! Of course he isn't okay you dolt!"
Yang grabbed him under the arms and lifted him up, "I'd better help him then!"
She quickly dragged Jaune's unconscious body into Team RWBY's room and shut the door. Weiss blinked and immediately pushed the door open to see Yang placing Jaune on Weiss' bed. She had taken off his black hoodie to show Jaune wearing a tight orange shirt.
"Hey! Get him off my bed!" Weiss yelled.
Yang glared at her, "Grow a heart Weiss! He is hurt and unconscious! At least let him lie down on your bed while he recovers! I am not trying to spite you, but I think it would be bad if I tried to haul him up to my bed while he is hurt like this!"
Weiss blinked again, "When did you get so protective of him?"
Yang flushed before clearing her throat and saying, "He is my student and one of my friends, one of my best. It's only natural!"
Weiss sighed, "We should at least inform Pyrrha about it…"
Yang seemed to mull over this, "Fine."
Weiss walked out and saw Yang gently run a hand through Jaune's hair, a certain fondness gleaming in her eyes.
Weiss' eyes widened, no way.
THERE. IS. NO. WAY.
Yang glanced at the paper that Jaune had scribbled a note on top of the sandwich that was left for him. She picked up the note.
"To Sunfire," She read aloud, "I came in and saw you were tired and asleep, although you were going to spar, Lord Monty knows we all have those days where we just can't get up. I knew that breakfast was over, but you had missed it so I got you some milk and made you a sandwich. I know it isn't a lot but I hope it'll help if you wake up before lunch. Hope you feel rested, Jaune Arc."
Yang looked at the slumbering boy on the bed, his face twitched as he breathed a small sigh. The sunlight colored his face with a gold hue as his hair glowed like her hair when she used her aura. She could see the muscles through the shirt that clung to his body.
Oh god, she was so dead, she knew it. He got to her too much, and this was just with a sandwich.
Dammit, Monty-freaking-dammit, she had fallen.
She fell for this dorky knight.
"Jaune Arc," She said, pressing a small kiss to his forehead, "you just might be the death of me."
Weiss had talked to Pyrrha after an hour of searching before remembering that she could just call her. Blake and Ruby had been in the library as Blake had been telling Ruby she had to study more. Hence why they were not there, besides Weiss was confident, btu she forgot the basic uses of her scroll.
Weiss really felt like an idiot sometimes (not that she would ever admit it).
When she talked to Pyrrha they both rushed to RWBY's room only to see Yang laying over Jaune's stomach asleep, and one of Jaune's hands placed over the back of her head, absently running his fingers through her hair in his sleep. Pyrrha huffed when she saw this, her mouth set in an irritated grimace. Weiss sighed, she would never understand her infatuation with Jaune; he just never struck Weiss as a good choice. Although, he had been becoming more of a suitable fighter and he was not that bad looking…
Weiss shook her head, NO.
Not happening.
She was not getting into it.
Jaune groaned as he woke up, he a cool sensation place against a throbbing part of his skull. He opened his eyes to see Weiss holding her hand over his head and a small blue glyph glowing over his skull. He notice a pressure on his abdomen and Yang was passed out her head pressed into his stomach. He flushed with red as he stared at the blonde beauty sprawled across his abdomen.
"Finally awake?" Weiss asked, her voice tinted with humor.
Wait.
What happened?
His brow furrowed as he thought back to what he was last doing, he was talking to Weiss…there was a flare of pain… and the last thing he remembered was his face meeting the floor as he blacked out.
Apparently he was hit by something which knocked him out.
"What happened?" He said, slurring slightly.
"Yang opened the door."
Jaune was silent for moment as he processed that, he sighed and groaned, "It sounds about right."
Weiss looked at him, "You're not mad?"
He shrugged, "Nah, besides Yang didn't know I would be in the path."
Weiss nodded, and then asked, "So what are you going to do."
Jaune looked back, "About what?"
Weiss gave him a withering look, "Pyrrha and Yang."
"What about Pyrrha and Yang?" He asked, clearly missing the point.
"Not even you can be so blind!" Weiss said incredulously.
"Why does everyone say that?" Jaune whined, his mouth set in a pout.
Weiss fought back a small giggle at how childish and adorable he looked. The only one who pulled that off with the same level of adorableness had been Ruby, and she was 15!
"Why does everyone say what?" slurred Yang as she got up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"That I am blind! I can see just fine! The she says something about you and Pyrrha and that I need to do something about it!" Jaune complained.
Yang sleepiness seemed to disappear and her lilac eyes burned red as her gaze zeroed in on Weiss. Weiss recoiled and Jaune tried to put himself between her and her suddenly furious teammate.
"Whoa." He murmured as his vision swam for a moment, "Yang, what's wrong?"
"I need to talk to Weiss, can you wait for a moment?" Yang snarled.
"Um, yeah…?" Jaune whimpered, wilting under her gaze.
Yang grabbed Weiss' wrist and pulled her outside. She slammed the door shut and stalked down the hall. When they were far enough away from the door, Yang whirled and faced Weiss.
"What are you asking? Why him and why about me and Pyrrha?" She said instantly.
Weiss grinned smugly, "He is JUST your friend. I just wanted to ask him how he felt about you, he seems to care quite a lot about you. Then again, Pyrrha also really likes him."
"Drop it."
"Why? I think you have a crush on him." Weiss continued, "Though honestly, you could do better."
"WHAT? THAT'S RIDICULOUS!"
"But not false!"
"Leave me and Jaune alone!" Yang growled, "And for your information he is a fantastic person! He is kind and caring, and always willing to put others before himself, sure he can be clueless, but not in a bad way! He is a great pick for anyone! People like him are one in a million!"
"So you do like him…"
"Grr… You're impossible!" Yang grumbled, fling her hands into the air as she stalked back towards Team RWBY's room.
Jaune was getting ready to get up when the door was opened and slammed shut by an irate Yang Xiao Long.
"Stupid Heiress…" she grumbled.
"Um, Sunfire, are you okay?" Jaune asked.
She blinked and remembered that Jaune was in her room, "Huh? Oh yeah, I am fine."
Jaune frowned at her, "Yeah and I am a purple elephant with orange nails and pink teeth. What's up?"
Yang giggled at the image of an elephant like that with Jaune's eyes and mop of blond hair, "Nothing just Weiss being a know-it-all. She seriously can be annoying like that."
Jaune shrugged, "Let her have it, Sunfire. She is smart, just don't let it go too much to her head."
Weiss figured she might as well give Yang a taste of her own medicine, besides this was too funny. Yang Xiao Long, the powerful blonde brawler, going for the once wimpy knight, Jaune Arc?
Ridiculous.
Weiss sat at her table, next to Pyrrha and waited for Yang and Jaune to walk in, which they did, chatting amicably.
"You know, Yang has been spending an awful lot of time with Jaune." Weiss said to Pyrrha conversationally, just loud enough to be heard by the table over.
Pyrrha tried to be nonchalant about it, despite how irritated it made her, "He is learning from her."
"True, but not even a student and a teacher would spend that much time together. Maybe they have something going on, like they are dating, or seeing each other in secret." Weiss replied.
Pyrrha seemed to stiffen before she seethed with a hissed, "That's ridiculous."
"I don't know I mean they are constantly talking, and Jaune was hurt, and you saw yourself, she was taking care of him in our dorm. She might actually have a thing for the blond knight." Weiss said as they sat down.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Jaune asked smiling as he sat down.
He was woefully oblivious to the stares from the other table that were flicking from him to Yang and the round of whispers that followed each brief stare.
It didn't take long for the rumor mill of Beacon to do its job and spread its news to every corner of the school. Ruby had laughed when she heard it, until she notice Yang flirting with Jaune at the dinner table, making her jaw drop and face flush. Ren would glance and Jaune and Pyrrha, hoping this wouldn't affect the team Dynamics. Nora…was uninformed and was chatting at a mile a minute as per the usual. Weiss was watching this all unfold with suppressed amusement. Blake did much of the same as the situation was much like one in her book: 'Ninja's of Love'.
Jaune was as socially inept as when he first came to Beacon, so when he noticed people stare at him (his own friends' stares non-withstanding) he did the natural thing.
Ignore it and ate his food without commenting on it.
Little did Jaune know, jealousy makes people do crazy things.
Jaune was hoisted into the air by his collar in the hallway by a large student surrounded by several 'friends'.
"HOW? DID? YOU? DO? IT?" The student asked, shaking Jaune roughly.
"Do what?!" Jaune yelled, trying to claw off the students hands.
Hell, he was just walking down the hall when this group of people jumped him. He didn't even know why! They simply demanded he reveal his secrets to them. Ren was trying to help but several students were in his path.
"Get some of the hottest girls in Beacon to like you?" said one of the student at the side.
"Wait, what? Like? What are you taking about? I only have friends! I haven't even got a girlfriend! I have no idea what you are even trying to do!" Jaune yelled.
The student shook him, "Don't lie to me!"
"WHY THE HELL WOULD I LIE?!" Jaune countered, "If I was going to lie to you to get out of this situation, you'll probably figure out I was lying later, and kick my ass twice as hard, right?"
The student though about it and realized his logic was true and flung Jaune to the ground. Jaune rolled with the throw and stopped in a crouch.
"What about that blonde you're always talking to? Or the red-head?" The student growled, "They seem to only talk around you. What's up with that?"
Jaune looked confused before understanding dawned on his face and he suddenly burst out laughing. The students looked confused as Jaune staggered up to them and put a hand on the large student's shoulder. He put his other hand on his knee as he almost choked, tears running down his face as he laughed.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh god! WHAHA! Oh jeez, you are hilarious dude!" Jaune wheezed, rubbing at his eyes.
"What?"
"You think I am dating Pyrrha and Yang? Pfffttt, they are my friends, and I am lucky for that! They are out of my league! Do you honestly think they would go for an average guy like me?" He chuckled, patting the other students' shoulders, "You guys have nothing to worry about! I am not some sort of womanizer, and even if I was, I don't Pyrrha and Yang fall into the category that go for people like that."
They all glanced at each other and looked at Jaune, who was still grinning,
"You're serious?"
"One-hundred percent serious! Dude, look at me! Average Joe here!" he said gesturing to himself wholly, "Can you honestly say insanely attractive people like Yang and Pyrrha would go for me, seriously think about it! The beautiful blond brawler Yang Xiao Long who can kick anybody's ass every day and twice on Sunday, dating me? Not to mention Pyrrha, decorated winner of tournaments who simply happens to be my teammate, trying to win my affections?"
The students actually looked at him and begin to all nod, Jaune sighed dramatically, "Not even a single argument? I am very hurt guys, and here I thought I had something going for me."
"You're the one berating yourself…" One of them said, "Also we aren't saying you're bad, but you are not in their league."
"That doesn't mean you can't give a little support! I mean come on, just a little support wouldn't be uncalled for. Jeez…" Jaune grumbled.
Everybody laughed a bit, Ren walked up next to Jaune and patted him on the back, "Don't worry, Jaune, we are here for you in your mediocrity."
"Not you too, Ren!" Jaune cried.
"So what are they to you?" One student questioned, "How exactly do you feel about Yang and Pyrrha?"
Jaune's smile dimmed a bit, "That's not important, but whatever; I know what I am worth. I don't deserve them and they don't need to be bothered with something that I know isn't worth their time. Anyway I have classes to get to."
Jaune turned and walked away, and soon after the students dispersed as well. What all of them were unaware of was that someone was listening, and currently had a blank look going across their face. Yang clutched her bag a bit closer to her chest, Jaune's word repeating in her head.
"Isn't worth their time?" She grumbled, "he would be the only person in the entire school who wouldn't pick up on the flirting and only person who can't decipher how I feel."
She punched the wall leaving a small dent, she took small solace in the fact Jaune felt that way about her.
'And Pyrrha too..." A snide voice commented in her head.
"Dammit Arc!"
