Disclaimer: Nope. There is not one bit of this that is mine except the story here.

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By: athrunzala

Chapter 5: Out of Control, Part 1

Thursday came, and Jaune was no less worried. He spent a good chunk of the day focusing on his homework to try and take his mind off the fact that he was going on a date with the most popular girl in the whole school. He even started to participate in Oobleck's history class.

"And so, in review, there is much we do not know about the Creatures of Grimm, despite the countless explorers who have documented their behaviours and movements."

Jaune finished writing almost as soon as the caffeine-powered professor stopped talking.

However, despite all of this, the rumors had not stopped. It was still circulating that he was trying to ruin Pyrrha's reputation by bringing her down to his level, among other things. In fact, it was getting difficult to walk around the campus without somebody shooting a glare in his direction. And that was beginning to wear on him, as well as his team.

He was thankful that his next class was with Professor Goodwitch. She was a no-nonsense, no talking-type. He hoped that he could be safe there. However, he was stopped by their green-haired, bespectacled instructor.

"Mr. Arc! Might I have a work with you and Ms. Nikos?"

Jaune and Pyrrha sighed heavily and sat back down.

"Please, please. I'm not here to pry. Just to make sure that you are both doing alright."

"Why would you ask that, Professor?"

The caffeine-junky adjusted his glasses.

"First, it is Doctor Oobleck. I didn't get a doctorate for fun, you know. Second, I have not been deaf to the talk around campus. Is there… anything you two would like to tell me?"

Pyrrha sank in her chair, and Jaune gulped, but stood up.

"Yes. Pyrrha has been helping me with combat training. She doesn't have to, but she does it. The sounds that people have been hearing are us sparring on an unused balcony. We wait until after hours to allow for other students to leave then we practice. It was her idea, not mine. She was only thinking that I'd be embarrassed. I took her up on the offer for help."

"So there is nothing going on between you?"

As Oobleck raised an eyebrow, he leaned in closer to Jaune. The blonde began turning different shades of red until Pyrrha spoke up.

"We are going on a date this Saturday. I can assure you, sir. It will not affect our class performance in the least."

Oobleck shot back to being upright again.

"Very well. I shall ensure that these rumors are investigated. If you have any information, any at all, that can help with this, it is most appreciated. That is all. Sorry to have delayed you. I shall take responsibility should Professor Goodwitch ask. You may go now."

With a collective sigh of relief, the two students got up and left the room. As soon as they were gone, Oobleck turned around.

"Any thoughts, doctor?"

"I must be concerned for them. Mr. Arc has thrown himself headlong into my class, where he normally decides to nap. Headmaster, Might I suggest asking…"

"Bartholomew, relax for a moment. I have my suspicions as well. I shall be talking to the other students as well. As for that request you made: You may proceed. I think that both team RWBY and team JNPR will soon surpass what Glynda can instruct on in a class."

"Yes. Still, it is concerning."

Ozpin took a sip of his coffee.

"That it is. I'll have the list of students I want to question soon. But you have a phone call to make."

"Right."

The two then exited via opposite doors on the lecture floor, each one heading towards his respective office.

Goodwitch's class wasn't much easier for the two members of JNPR. She put all the students through a physically exhaustive series of matches, many of which ended in defeat for Jaune. However, she was thrilled that he was improving, even if it was slightly. Once the class was over, all the students headed back to their respective dormatories, including Jaune and Pyrrha.

"This has NOT been a fun week," the blonde sighed, overhearing more jeering from a female student.

"I'm inclined to agree," Pyrrha responded, having shuddered from a catcalling male student.

"At least there is Saturday. Right?"

"Yes. Yes it is."

With that affirmation, both headed back to their room, where Ren was waiting with an barely conscious Ruby.

"We need to talk. The situation has gotten worse."

~Earlier that day~

Ruby hit the ground hard. What had hit her, she couldn't tell at first. As she shook the blurriness from her head, she could make out a familiar silhouette.

"Listen, you little brat. Either you give me what I want, or I will end you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Listen here… Ruby, was it? Either you give me the information that the monkey freak gave you, or I pummel you into oblivion here and now."

"Cardin, what is your proble.. WOAH!"

The scythe wielder was cut off when Cardin signaled Thrush to run at her and hoist her into the air.

"Give us the information."

"What is your problem with Jaune?"

"My problem?" Cardin jeered. "My problem is that he is weak, pathetic and, let's face it, too much fun to mess with. And you, missy, are in my way."

He snapped his fingers and Sky jumped up and delivered a roundhouse kick to Ruby's head, knocking her out.

Thrush and Cardin then moved in to pummel the unconscious girl some more, but they were interrupted by multiple shots ringing out and barely missing them. They whirled around to see Ren and Blake running towards them.

"So not worth this. Come on, guys." Cardin sighed, waving his hand. The group then made a swift retreat.

"Blake, get her to our dorm. Quickly."

The female Faunus nodded and scooped up her teammate.

To Be Continued…

Yeah. If you can't tell, I REALLY don't like Cardin. Or his whole team for that matter. While his hatred in the series is shown to only be towards the Faunus, I wouldn't put it past him to hate on their friends as well.