*Author's Note**Yo, Dravyn here. I'm glad to see the last two chapters were received well. From here, I'm going to advance the romance a bit. This chapter is going to be a boner-killer for the PyrrhaXJaune fans. Sorry for any of you out there reading this. Anyhow, this chapter will be from Jaune's PoV. So, without extending this further than it needs to be, enjoy.*

I like Ruby, huh?

This was the sole thought occupying the mind of a certain goofy, blonde Huntsman in training. As it was the weekend, and everyone else on his team had already made plans to go out, Jaune was spending the day alone in the room. Lounging on the couch watching some old re-runs of that Achieve Men show, and not paying attention even as the token minority of the group proceeded to dominate his compatriots for the umpteenth time, Jaune was lost in this thought. After the incident with the Ursa Major, he had accepted Ruby's offer to teach him. Around that time, he had realized the faint warmth he felt around Ruby might be love.

Sure, why not like Ruby? She's exceptionally skilled for her age, an excellent artist and chef, and is kind and caring. On top of it all, she's unbearably cute. Yang, her sister, might be a bit more on the sexy side of things, but Ruby just outshines her for some reason. Odd how two siblings could be so different. At this thought, Jaune made a mental note to inquire about the details of their relationship in the future. Oh, but speaking of Yang. . . Oh no.

And Jaune had every right to be afraid. He had seen how much of a Knight Templar Older Sister Yang could be. Just last week, while they were eating their lunches, some random guy came up to the table. Jaune had thought at the time that he was going to try hitting on Yang, like every other male in the school has done. But no. Instead, he had targeted Ruby. He was about to try caressing her face (and act that had Jaune considering pulling his shield off and smashing the guys head in) when Yang grabbed his arm. Getting up and grabbing his arm with her other hand, she threw him across the courtyard they were eating in, and into a wall. Did I say into a wall? I meant through the wall. A good hole was left in the wall, and a few windows were taken out too.

"Nobody touches my little sister, got it? Nobody." With fire in her eyes, and hair, Yang made this menacing statement to each and every male within ear shot. After which, she was taken to the headmaster's office and somehow only let off with a warning. The other guy? Not so lucky. He was stuck in the infirmary for a week, with fractured ribs and a concussion. Due to his absence, his team could not participate in the qualifiers for the upcoming Vytal Festival tournament. So they tried to take revenge on Yang. She sent each one of them to the hospital. This time, no punishment. Legitimate self-defense. Bottom line is that ever since these events took place, Ruby has been officially marked as off limits.

*Gulp*

This is gonna be hard. . . How do I get Yang to allow this? I need some advice. Going through a mental list of all the people he knew, Jaune was trying to decide who would be the best to ask. Definitely not Ruby or Yang. Weiss doesn't seem like she'd know much about romance. Blake might help, but she scares me. Nora. . . well, no. Not Nora. Ren might be good with this stuff. Then again, he has to deal with Nora, so I'm sure handling girls isn't easy for him either. Maybe I could ask Pyrrha? Well, sure. She's a girl, and she's nice. Maybe she could help.

At this, Jaune got up off the couch and headed for the front door. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a small knock. Wondering who would be knocking on his door at noon, on a weekend no less, he opened it up. To his surprise, he saw Pyrrha, the very girl he was going to for advice.

"Oh, uh. Hey Jaune. I noticed that your team was gone and I was going to ask you if you wanted to come with me for some tea?"

"Oh, sure. I was just coming to see if you were in, Pyrrha."

At this, Pyrrha seemed to become faintly pink around the cheeks. Was she feeling well? Maybe she's sick. I don't think I should drag her out when shes not feeling so well.

"Uhm, Pyrrha? Are you feeling fine?"

"Oh yeah. I'm just fine. Really. Now, about that tea..."

Well, if she says she's fine. Following Pyrrha into town, Jaune was led to a nice little cafe. The place seemed relatively busy. Now that he thought about it, this place was just recently opened, right? He had heard Ruby talking about it before. She said the chocolate chip cookies here were simply amazing. Taking a seat, the two ordered something to eat. A cup of tea and a slice of some sort of strawberry covered cake. A small espresso and a couple of chocolate chip cookies for Jaune.

"So Pyrrha, there's something I've got to ask you."

"W-what is it Jaune?" She seemed a little nervous. Didn't know that the mascot for such a big cereal like Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes could get nervous like this. Maybe she's failing a class and needs tutoring?

"Well, uhm. . . Sorry, this is kind of hard to say." Starting to feel a little awkward at the prospect of asking Pyrrha for relationship advice, Jaune was about to just forget it all together. But looking at his plate, and the cookies on it, he had remembered why he wanted to talk to her in the first place. This is for Ruby! "Listen Pyrrha, there's this certain red-haired girl that I like. But I'm not exactly sure about how I should do this. I mean, despite being near each other a lot, I find it's hard to tell her how I feel." Now Pyrrha was really turning red. Is she sick?! "Uhm, Pyrrha, are you sure you're not sick or anything?"

"Oh no no no no! I'm fine Jaune, really, I am. I'm just a bit surprised. I didn't know you felt that way."

"Yeah well, neither did I until recently. She's been such a big help to me, and I found myself growing to like her more and more. She's even in my dreams now. Can you believe it?"

Okay, now before I proceed, I should mention that Pyrrha's face was currently a deeper shade of red than Ruby's cape. Jaune, for the life of him, could not figure out why. She said she was okay, right? Maybe it's just warm in the cafe or something? But even if it was, Pyrrha was dressed lightly compared to Jaune, who was wearing a not-so-thin black jacket and metal plate armor. So if she wasn't sick, and she wasn't warm, then why was she lighting up like a festival tree? Meh, Jaune just pushed this to the back of his mind.

"Really?"

"Yeah, Pyrrha. Listen, I'm serious about this. But there's one major problem between us. A obstacle if you will."

"Jaune!" Pyrrha all but freaking screamed his own name at him. Startled, Jaune nearly spit out the espresso he was sipping. Looking to Pyrrha, who was slightly panting and as red as any apple, she had stood up, hands slammed on the table in front of her. What was going on?! "Listen Jaune, if you really feel like that, then nothing will be an obstacle! You just have to hit the obstacle head on!"

Even if she all but spit the words, and some cake, into his face, Jaune realized that Pyrrha was right. He had no choice but to confront Yang about getting permission to date Ruby. Whatever it took, he would make the blonde understand how he felt. And if it wasn't enough, then he would take whatever she threw at him, and throw it just as hard, right back at her.

"You're right Pyrrha. You're absolutely right. Thank you. Now I know what I must do." Standing up, and leaving behind enough lien for the money, Jaune pulled Pyrrha into a hug, surprising her. "Thank you for the advice. Seriously, thanks. I've got to go tell Ruby how I feel about her!And if Yang wants to try and beat me up for it, then so be it. I'll take her on to prove myself if I have to. Well, I'm off. Good bye, Pyrrha."

Leaving the cafe, Jaune did not once look back as he rushed to get back to the dorm. Back to Ruby. But if Jaune had glanced back at the table he'd left Pyrrha sitting at, he would have noticed that she had sat back down. And wasn't moving. Just sitting there, looking down at the table with an expression as solemn as a gravekeeper's. And he would have noticed the tears.

"It was. . . Ruby?" If he'd stayed, he would have heard her utter those words. He would have heard the hurt, and the pain in them. And the malice.

Meanwhile, wholly ignorant of Pyrrha's emotional turmoil, Jaune was on his way back to face the music. He was going to do this. He was. But getting to the dorm, it was still empty. Searching around, he found a note taped to the wall next to the door. It was from Ruby, Yang, and Ren.

Dear Jaune,

In case you're wondering where we are, we went to train. That means me, Ren, and Yang. Meanwhile, where were you? We got back, and you were nowhere to be found. I was hoping to get some extra practice with you too.

Anyways, if you see this note, we're at the combat training grounds. Come on over! We've still got to do a little sparring today.

Signed, your fearless leader

Ruby Rose

At the training grounds. Where Yang has Ember Celica ready to kill me if I try anything funny. Oh shi-

Not finishing his graphic thought, Jaune trudged over to the combat training grounds with less zeal than before. Dreading what would happen when the already adrenaline-pumped Yang and her fists of fury would do to him when he said what he wanted. But still, he had resolved himself to do this. He would not let his good friend, Pyrrha's, advice go to waste. So, finally reaching the training grounds, Jaune found Yang sparring with Ren, and Ruby off practicing her marksmanship (which, if you asked Jaune, didn't need improving at all).

After blasting Ren off like that one duo of annoying, similarly dressed idiots and their talking cat, the group noticed Jaune had shown up.

"Hey there Jauney! Wanna have a spar? Come on, let's go! I'm on fire!" Lame puns aside, Barb- no, Yang. Yang looked positively bloodthirsty. Jaune was almost wetting himself at the prospect of asking Yang.

"Hey Yang, let off. You just got through like, four rounds with Ren. Don't you think you have a break?" Yes! Ruby with the save. Jaune could all but see the wings of an angel behind Ruby's back. Crescent Rose, which was previously on her shoulder, was just flipped, business end down into the ground. Landing with a loud thud. "Let me handle this, okay?" And those wings just turned blacker than the heart of the cruel god who thrust him into such a situation. My youthful romance comedy is fucked up as expected.

Deciding to focus on the psychotic object of his affections hell bent on fighting him instead of the murderous older sister behind him, Jaune readied himself to fight. Great. I'm going to have to hold on with the confession. At least until I recover enough to withstand Yang's wrath. . .

And so, after a couple of hours of exhausting practice, in which Jaune collected quite a few bruises, cuts, and assorted minor injuries, the group went back to their dorm for some rest. Jaune, resolving to talk to Yang tomorrow decided to get to bed early. Unaware that a storm was brewing. Unaware that the obstacles were piling up. No longer was the big-sister bruiser his only obstacle. In their dorm, Team NNWB's leader was plotting. Like the vicious wolf, planning to sink her fangs into little red-riding hood.

*Afterword**Well, here's to another chapter, eh? Again, I apologize to any fans of the PyrrhaXJaune pairing that may be reading this. It was for story progression. But as some of you may have guessed by this point, she will be getting some of the spotlight for the next chapter. The next chapter will be told from Ruby's PoV. Expect some fighting. Anyhow, see you next time.*