*Author's Note**Hey, what's up? If you've read this far, then thank you for supporting my series. I want to take this time to address someone who complained that I took Pyrrha OoC, or Out of Character, to support a "ship that will not happen." In response to you, I have two arguments. The first, is that we've only had a few episodes so far. 16 to be precise. And few of them show Pyrrha. We don't know her personality, nor her character. I simply made her character to suit my story. And the second is that you say I'm supporting a ship that's unlikely to happen, despite the other ship having just as little proof or support. I'm simply writing to support the one I do like. Bottom line, don't complain. We don't know her character, and there's nothing yet to say that this shipping is the "crack ship." If you don't like it, don't read it. I won't lose sleep. That's what energy drinks and insomnia are for.*

*For the rest of you who do like this series, or at the very least are interested in it, please enjoy this chapter. To anyone else, keep the negativity to yourselves. Constructive criticism, or suggestions please. Not complaints.*

The day started out odd. At least that what Jaune was thinking. He'd been woken up at an ungodly hour on a weekend to find out that Ruby and Pyrrha were sparring, and that Pyrrha was injured from a stray bullet! Well, it wasn't a good idea for her to try and dodge shots fired from Ruby's weapon. That was almost as suicidal as asking Yang for Ruby's hand in marriage.

*Gulp*

Yeah, suicidal, heh heh heh... Oh man, I'm so dead. Jaune was currently experience anguish over his plans to confess to Ruby. Ruby was perfect! She had good looks, cooking skill, combat skill. Hell, she could even smith like a prodigy and draw like a pro! On top of it all, she had a good personality. She was kind, geeked out over weapons in a rather adorable manner, and usually kept a positive attitude. Even in battle. Well, that was more like she went temporarily insane. But Jaune preferred to play that part down a bit. After all, what's a little battle lust? It keeps some people sane, and others from taking out any repressed anger on an unfortunate nearby blonde warrior.

Currently lounging around in the courtyard on one of the few benches there, Jaune was lost in his thoughts. Thoughts of the girl he liked, her hot headed older sister with a hair trigger temper, and of his friend in the infirmary. One thing he errantly wondered is why Ruby stuck around until the end. Maybe she and Pyrrha were closer friends than he knew? Well, nobody ever said he was good with relationships. He was bad with forming them, bad with maintaining them, and bad with noticing them.

Just sitting around and watching the clouds, Jaune did not notice the students parting for a fiery blonde. He did not hear said blonde's gauntlets whir and click to life. He was not aware of the blonde approaching him until it was far too late. Snapping out of his little reverie, Jaune noticed students around him looking at him and whispering. Did he have something on his face? Unsure of what was going on, Jaune was sure of one thing. It was getting warmer. Odd. Fall was starting to set in.

"Oh Jauney boy, we have some talking to do."

"Eeeek." Jaune's blood began to turn cold. Spinning around, he found himself face to face with Yang. Hair ablaze, eyes as crimson as her sister's cloak, and Ember Celica ready to smash anything, or anyone, to hell. Did she find out?! Oh shi-!

Without stopping to even consider it, Jaune ran. He didn't think about it. The thought never eve crossed his mind. It was a subconscious reaction. His fight or flight mechanism had kicked in, and told him his only chance was to run like hell and pray that he managed to reach a professor before Yang reached him. Without even looking back, he could tell she was chasing him. How? Because every student before him parted ways with looks of sheer terror on their faces, and he knew he couldn't inspire that kind of terror. As far as he was aware, only five things in Beacon could. One of Professor Port's boring stories, one of Professor Goodwitch's punishments, an Ursa Major, Ruby's scythe, and Yang when she was pissed. He ruled out the first four of those because they were less likely.

"Ooohh Jaune, get back here! We need to have a nice! Long! Talk! About! My! Baby! SISTER!" As if to demonstrate how serious her "talk" would be, she was launching blasts at him, accentuating each word with another round. Each round barely missing Jaune, destroying the walk way and the foliage around him. Students were practically panicking to get out of his way, lest Yang miss and hit them instead. Despite how comforting it was to have on him, and how much help it would be, Jaune was glad he had left his weapon and shield at home. Less weight meant he could run faster. And he did not want to slow down.

Rounding a corner and entering the main school building, Jaune felt that he may be safe for a while. Closing and locking the door behind him, he felt this would hold Yang off for a few seconds. He was praying that she would not destroy school property. It was about two seconds later that Jaune became an atheist. Hearing a loud bang behind him, Jaune spared a quick glance backwards, only to find Yang charging him like a wild Boarbatusk.

"What's wrong Jaune? Discussion getting a little too hot for you?!" Oh man, how does she have the time to make up puns while trying to kill me?! Running through the hallways at a speed that would get him sentenced to detention for a month, Jaune continued to simply try and survive. Fortunately, the blasts from her gauntlets seemed to have stopped. At least it seems she has some respect for school property. Clinging to this hope, Jaune rounded the corner. . .

Only to find a dead end. Turning around to try and backtrack, Jaune saw Yang slowly approaching him. Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap! Jaune knew he was screwed. His only hope was if she tried blasting him, missed, and created a hole in the wall through which he could escape. But he doubted it. The blonde loved to brawl. He didn't think she would waste a shot on him if she could just pummel him to death with her bare hands.

With Yang slowly stalking her way towards him, Jaune started a mental will of sorts.

Dad, I'm sorry that it came to this. The Crocea Mors will probably be returned to you.

Mom, I'm sorry that I forgot about your birthday last year.

Grandpa, I'm sorry I'll never become a hunter like you wanted.

Ren, I'm sorry that I'll never be able to pay you back those 5 lien I borrowed.

Yang was upon him now. Giving whatever heavenly being he worshipped to one last chance to save him, Jaune started praying. With Yang just a couple of meters away, Jaune was about ready to keel over from the gut wrenching fear he was feeling. Never taking his eyes off of Yang, Jaune started to retreat as far back as he could now. Hitting a wall, and realizing that his chances were up, he decided to do the only thing he could think of.

Getting down on his knees, Jaune bent over with his forehead on the floor, and his hands held together above his head.

"Please don't kill me!"

"Huh?" This confused Yang for a second. But regaining herself, she picked Jaune up by the collar, and brought his face close to hers. "And why shouldn't I? My baby sister is fifteen. Fifteen! And here you go and seduce her like some gigo-"

"W-w-wait! Wait wait! I never seduced Ruby. I've kept things between us strictly as friends!"

"Then how do you explain my little sister liking you?!"

"Wait, what? Ruby... likes me?" Seeing that Jaune was sincere, Yang loosened her grip on his collar a bit.

"She came to me earlier for some advice. On guys. A subject Ruby has never approached me about before. And she brought you up. So I figured you must have done something to try and corrupt or seduce my innocent little sister."

"Yang," Jaune deadpanned, "I swear to you on threat of being beheaded by Crescent Rose that I have never done anything to try and seduce Ruby or to make her fall in love with me." Forcing all of that out with one breath, Jaune kept looking at Yang with fear in his eyes. Finally, just deciding to chance it, Jaune told Yang everything. He told Yang how he had been feeling about Ruby lately. He had told her that he was planning on getting her permission first. He had told her about his plans to confess had Yang (miraculously) given her consent. And the entire time he was speaking, Yang was silent. Watching Jaune intently. Glaring at him.

"Well," began Yang, after Jaune had made his little speech. "Allow me to ask you one question then."

"Uh..."

"Refusing would not be in your best interest."

"Yes sir!"

"Now, tell me. Why do you like Ruby?"

"Uhm..." Jaune didn't honestly know how to answer this. If he responded with something wrong, Yang would likely kill him on the spot. And his honest thoughts were kind of embarrassing. But, it was sink or swim now. "Well, my life wasn't exactly easy when I was younger. I wasn't the most skilled, and my parents and grandparents never let me forget it. I was made to train every day, often to the point of throwing up. But I never showed any great amount of improvement. And I could tell it was disappointing them, eve if they didn't vocalize it. Even the few friends I did have ridiculed me for not being able to fight as well as they could."

"Yeah, so? What exactly does this have to do with my baby sister?" starting to lose her patience, Yang tightened her grip on Jaune's collar, and pulled back one of her fists ever so slightly.

"Wait, don't kill me! I was getting to that part! You see, the thing is that Ruby was my first friend here at Beacon. And she didn't judge me. She was friendly to me. She didn't seem to care that I could barely fight. When we had just teamed up in the Emerald Forest, A couple dozen Beowolves had attacked us. She practically killed them all! I took down maybe half as much as her, if not less. And yet she was still nice to me. Didn't ridicule my abilities or berate me for my lack of skill. She simply treated me like a friend. It was the first time someone had ever been so nice to me, and not look down on or pity me for being unable to fight well. So, you asked me why I like Ruby? It's because she's a nice girl. Because she's nice even to someone like me."

Now Yang may not seem like it, but she did have a soft spot. Though she would deny it if you ever accused her, Yang was the type who loved to watch those sappy chick flicks or soap operas. And nobody besides Ruby had ever seen her cry from one. Well, nobody who'd avoided a trip to the hospital that is. Hearing Jaune's sad and pathetic tale made Yang feel some sympathy for the boy. Letting him go, Jaune slumped to the floor, kind of bewildered, and kind of relieved. Yang seemed to take a second to think about something.

Looking back at Jaune, she asked, "How do I know you have no ulterior motives? Like you're only after my little sister's body?"

"Whoa, what?" Turning slightly red, Jaune answered in a panic. "No no no! I don't think of Ruby like that."

"Are you telling me that my little sister doesn't look good enough for you?" Yang raised one of her fists, glaring down on Jaune with a look so frightening that even Grim would turn tail and run.

Crap, is she looking for a reason to kill me?!

"No no, that's not it! I just have too much respect for Ruby. She embodies the type of Hunter I've always wanted to be. Fearless, strong, and a good leader. She also has many good qualities about her. She's a great cook, a great artist, and an incredible athlete. Yang, I look up to Ruby. I would never do anything inappropriate to her."

Scrutinizing Jaune like a new pair of shoes, Yang checked him for any signs of lying. After a bit she had concluded that he had told the truth. Turning around and sighing, Yang began to walk back to the hole she'd made, hoping to find a teacher, apologize, and maybe get a lighter sentence. Pausing for a second, she looked back at Jaune.

"I'll allow it, for now. But there are three things you had better remember. Number one, if you make Ruby cry, I will kill you. Number two, if you cheat on Ruby I will kill you. And number three, if I think you're about to do anything inappropriate to her, I will castrate you and send them off to your mother in a plastic bag. Are we clear?"

Jaune barely managed to utter an incredibly weak "yes." He knew she was serious. About killing him, and about... well, he didn't want to think about that. No guy does. Shuddering at the thought, he began to say thank you, when Yang held up her hand and stopped him.

"Oh, and one more thing. If you dare to call me your "older sister" or any variation of it, the two of us will be taking a walk in the forest. And only one of us will be leaving. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Whatever you say."

At that, Yang left. Jaune took a moment to collect himself. Getting up, he also started for the exit. He had managed to get Yang's blessing. Now the only thing left to do was talk to Ruby herself. Exiting through the very same hole he was the indirect cause of, he looked up at the clouds. Just another day at Beacon. Pyrrha gets hurt n the morning, and he almost gets hurt in the afternoon. Who knew being a Hunter was just as dangerous on a normal day as it was during a battle? Putting this aside, Jaune headed back to the dorm. If Ruby was there, he wanted to talk to her. If she wasn't, he would send her a message on his scroll to meet him there. Either way, Jaune was going to tell Ruby how he felt.

*Afterword**A~nd cliffhanger! Yeah, I know. That's rather mean of me, huh? Unfortunately, I've got an early day and I need to cut it off here. So for now, all I can do is promise you a new chapter tomorrow, and start the romantic stuff off with a bang. Well, maybe not a bang per say. But rest assured, there will be awkward romantic situations for the two. And maybe a new couple soon. . .*