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Just One Date

Volume 3

By: athrunzala

Chapter 12: Just One Gift, Part 2

Two days later, and Jaune had not been able to get near Pyrrha. But he had noticed her and Ren walking off to do… something. He wasn't sure what they were planning, but he would find out. Rounding a corner, he almost bumped into Oobleck, who was carrying a large stack of books.

"S…sorry Professor."

Oobleck mumbled something from behind the books.

"Uh… come again?"

The caffeine junky set down the books.

"I said, 'It's doctor'. I didn't get a PHD for nothing, you know."

"Ah. You… uh… want some help?"

"Why, Mr. Arc. How nice! Of course. Help is always appreciated."

Jaune spent the remainder of his day helping the green-haired historian organize things in his classroom. And he had to admit, he kind of enjoyed it. He had never taken a real interest in history until one of the books had fallen open, showing a picture of his grandfather on one of the pages.

"I'll be happy to discuss the events there once we have the rest of these sorted."

Jaune smiled and grabbed another book, placing it where it belonged on the shelf. After several more hours, the sorting was done, and Oobleck pulled up two chairs, so they could discuss the book's content in more detail.

"Yes, I had a feeling that your weapon looked familiar. I can only assume that is a relation of yours."

"He's my grandfather."

"You should be very proud. He was one of the few who demanded a cessation of the ban on art."

"I am. Really."

"Good! Then what about the events do you wish to know?"

Jaune's eyes lit up, as a serious expression came on his face.

"Everything."

The two would spend the next couple of hours discussing the various aspects of the war, which meant that Oobleck was talking, and Jaune was being a sponge for the information. It wasn't until they both looked at the clock that Jaune had a panic attack.

"Oh my god! I'm late!"

"Late for… what, exactly?"

"I was supposed to meet up with Pyrrha. She's helping me with other homework."

"Then go! Go! You mustn't keep her waiting too long!"

"Of course! And thanks for the lesson!"

"Not a problem! Not a problem at all! Any further questions, don't hesitate to ask!"

They then zipped out the doors, and headed in opposite directions.

Back at the dorms, Pyrrha was glad Jaune was late. She was preparing for tonight, but she wasn't sure what was going to happen. So she had asked Ren for help. And she had appreciated it. Just as she left the bathroom, the blonde, bumbling knight came in, and almost fell over.

"Sorry I'm late," he wheezed out.

"It's alright, Jaune. What kept you?"

He looked up at her and forgot what he was going to say. She was in a black formal dress that was low cut and left very little to the imagination.

"Jaune?"

He shook he head to regain his senses.

"Lemme go get changed. I'll tell you while I'm doing it."

True to his word, he told her all about how he had been helping their instructor with organizing things and then had gotten side tracked by a history lesson.

"That's alright, Jaune. It's good that you found something that interests you."

The blonde walked out, wearing his formal uniform, which he hadn't worn since the dance almost two years ago. The previous year, his Team had been on an away mission during the events, so they were unable to attend.

Pyrrha extended her hand to him and led him out to the balcony. On it, there was a complete place setting for two people, including a pair of long candles.

"Have a seat, Jaune. I have a surprise for you. And no peeking."

The blonde obediently sat down and closed his eyes. He reached his hand down to the jacket's pocket, and couldn't find what he was looking for. So he began to pat the suit all over, in a panic, until he located the object in question. In his breast pocket. He then calmed down just in time. Pyrrha returned with Ren in tow, the latter suspiciously dressed as a waiter. Nora stepped cautiously behind, carrying an ice bucket with a bottle in it.

"Jaune," the redhead said sweetly, "you can look now."

As the blonde opened his eyes, he saw the food that was placed on the table. His first instinct was to look at Ren, who shook his head and pointed at Pyrrha.

"Pyrrha… I… I… I didn't know you could cook."

His girlfriend giggled slightly.

"Ren helped. I wasn't sure what I wanted to make, so I might have gone overboard."

"It all looks really good."

"Then help yourself. I made plenty."

Jaune swallowed a lump that was forming in his throat as he went to speak again.

"But first… Pyrrha…"

"Jaune, let's eat first. Then we can talk."

The two then proceeded to eat their meal, discussing their day, and plans for the future. As they finished, Nora returned to take the plates back inside, where she would wash them as her boyfriend dried them.

"Ren, is he gonna…"

"I'll be honest, Nora, I don't know. I really don't know."

Out on the balcony, Jaune had started some music playing and had moved the table off to one side, giving them room to dance with the slow-waltz that was playing. As it came to an end, he pulled her into a kiss, which she melted into willingly.

She had never dreamed that she would be this happy, but she had always hoped that she could find somebody like the blonde. She didn't care that he had lied to get into the prestigious academy. Just that he was here with her. And that scared her the most. She knew that once they graduated, they would go their separate ways. She feared that she would lose him.

As she went to sit back down, Jaune released her hands to reach into his suit jacket. He then cleared his throat and uttered her name.

"Pyrrha?"

The red-haired beauty turned around just in time to see him go down on one knee and produce a box from his jacket.

"Jaune? What is this about?"

"Pyrrha," he began, "I know I was… a jerk… scratch that. I was an ass when we first met. But you saw past that. When you found out how I got into the school, you looked past it. And I… I don't want you to have to look past anything again. You saw me for me, just as I saw you for you. But in different ways at first. And I don't want to give this up… and I'm rambling."

"Jaune, you're fine."

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"In short, what I'm trying to ask is… Pyrrha Nikos, will you be my team mate for life?"

"Are you asking me to marry you?"

The blonde shook his head in affirmation, and was suddenly on his back.

"Of course! Jaune, you didn't need to be so nervous."

"But, Pyrrha, I'm always nervous around you."

As they stood up, Jaune opened up the box to show a gold band with emeralds and citrines set around a single, large diamond. Pyrrha's jaw dropped. She had never seen one like this in her life.

"Jaune… Where did… how did… Never mind that. It is beautiful."

"Not as much as you."

She turned a new shade of red as he slid the ring on her finger.

Back inside, Nora was clutching Ren's sleeve, a smile on her face. She had hoped that her friends would be happy together, and now they were going to be "together together" for life. She looked up at her boyfriend who smiled back at her.

"Just be patient, Nora. Just be patient."

"Not gonna rush 'ya. I'm just happy we're together here."

"Me too, Nora. Me too."

The martial artist pulled his hyper-active girlfriend in and gave her a kiss.

To be continued…

A.n./- *sticks out tongue* I was building towards this for three, freaking volumes! And I had to plan it out! So there you go. I haven't drawn out the rings for anything. I just wrote them. I MIGHT draw them later. Not really sure. Hope you enjoyed the break from the OC-crew, as they are back next chapter.