Hello everyone here I am again with another chapter! I know I said the next one would probably be "War!" and I'm honestly sorry it is not. A lot of my creative flow has been coming back to this fic, but do not worry I have an outline for the next chapter and I'm refining it after this chapter comes out. I'm pretty surprised with how popular this fic has become, a little over 3000 views and over 200 follows so I guess I owe you guys some thanks!

Enjoy the chapter guys!

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Nearly 1 year since accepting Ozpin's deal...

Left. Right. Jab. Swipe. Parry. Jaune repeated these basic attack using his sword as he trained on some of the robots that Beacon has at its disposal. His dear mentor, Qrow, and flown the coop as it would seem and went off to conduct some "super secret mission" in her own words a couple months ago. When he brought up the point about his training she created a list of training exercises and techniques he would have to practice while she was away.

Which meant she spent about 2 hours looking up training techniques on her scroll, then wrote a few tips down and sent him the videos before leaving. If he had to give Qrow one thing, it was that she knew how to get out of work and still be able claim she did it. If they were both being honest then he was a pretty good fit for this year's batch of students. He had accompanied Qrow to some expeditions out into the Emerald Forest and thus knew a thing or two about the Grimm that lived there, his hands on training would serve him well in these next 4 years as well as the formal education from the professors.

Now, he was by no means a master. His control over his semblance had gotten much better, but there was more than a few times when he shocked himself into Beacon's hospital or he turned the tree around him into accidental lightning rods when he got upset. Tesla Sting provided a versatile fighting style when it came to both Grimm and humans, and he had adjusted to the many inner-workings of his gun. Stress tests done on its yellow dust reactor revealed it to be able to push something akin to a very powerful Arc burn, so, in other words, in a pinch, he could charge his gun enough to melt metal. Unfortunately, and one major key detail that Dusty overlooked, his gun would overheat after sufficient usage of the reactor as a way to prevent in from melting down into an explosive. Between a gun that could go off and a semblance that could bring about worse things than a rainy day, he just hoped that he'd be able to hack it with the other students.

With a sigh he finished off the last bot, nothing special really, it was a dozen or so bots set at level 3 or so to keep him on his feet. Ever since Qrow left the faculty here has been pouring on their lessons in an attempt to get him ready for the school year, he chuckles to himself as he tries to imagine the reaction the new students will have when they hear Port's "lectures".

Suckers, he built up an immunity long ago! He trudged off the gym ring used for sparring and practice as he headed towards the locker rooms, at this time of day classes would have just gotten out maybe 30 minutes ago so he was relatively safe from being interrupted.

Relatively.

"Yo, Jauney-boy!" came the familiar, and unwelcome, sound of Team CFVY's leader Coco. He had just stripped off his sweat-stained training shirt and he glanced over to her, Velvet in tow, as she came up to him.

"Coco, didn't think you would actually agree to become my cheerleader." he remarked to her, of course she just laughed and fired back with her own remarks.

"Not until you start paying oh special one." she smirked as Jaune narrowed his eyes at her.

"You know I hate that nickname." he hissed, she just shrugged her shoulders in a very insincere apology.

"That's why I use it."

"C'mon Coco, do you have to do this every time?" whined Velvet, very much used to their antics by now. You see, when Jaune blew off Coco nearly a year ago she took it as a personal challenge to crack that frosty facade of his. And now, after a year of hard "cracking", they basically acted like a couple of frenemy teenagers with eachother. Team CFVY as well as the now second years had become accustomed to their bouts of banter and insults.

In fact, most of them had become accustom to Jaune's presence. The man rarely talked to anyone, and, since he attended classes on his own schedule, no one really had the time to try and approach him barring Coco who always found time to annoy him. At this point, he was more or less a given on campus, a background character that people rarely saw save for some across-the-campus sightings.

"Yeah, don't you have work you slacker." Jaune chided her to which she just huffed.

"I would think seeing my best friend slash archenemy could take a small amount of precedence over whatever drivel Port had talked about." Jaune smiled at her dismay, yes the woman, beyond her asininely boring lectures, like to add onto the torture by forcing her students to write reports all about each class nearly three times a week. That smile soon disappeared as he realized, pretty soon, he was going to be in their shoes.

"Yeah yeah, look I'm hungry and tired so first I'm showering then I'm getting food." he said as he grabbed a nearby towel and made for the communal showers. Coco cackled evilly as she looked over to her partner-in-crime Velvet.

"Yes, now's the perfect chance to sneak in and-"

"Oh yeah! If I catch you trying to sneak a peak I'll show you just how conductive water can be!" he shouted as the sounds of a shower could be heard deeper within the locker room.

"Hmmph, party pooper." she muttered as Velvet laughed nervously to herself, he had made similar threats before but Coco didn't believe him until he really did show how conductive water can be. She still complains and moans about the nerve damage he caused her and how he's lucky she didn't sue for damages.

Alone in his shower Jaune let his mind drift to his new home: Beacon Academy. If he was being honest with himself, he liked it here. Ozpin had kept her end of the deal and kept away the rabid fangirls, hungry reporters, and depraved scientists who all wanted to meet him face-to-face for their own reasons respectively. Port and Oobleck were some eccentric fellows, but he had grown accustomed to them like how a shark tolerates a remora. Although, he couldn't deny that Oobleck certainly did do her homework and had earned that Phd in Archaeology, and yet he did wish she would lay off that stuff she called "coffee".

Seriously, he had coffee before. Not bad, needed a little sweetener, but whatever was in that thermos had to be illegal somewhere.

Professor Peach was rumored to be the only female he wasn't immediately frigid with. Was it the master's in dust physics, the respect a student has for their educator, the timid attitude that evokes sympathy, the cute tigers ears? No one knew, but Jaune always seemed able to lend a helping hand to her after class; sadly, that sparked their own rumors that Jaune tried to force out of his head. There was something about her that Jaune felt... comforted by... she was a shoulder to cry on so to speak when he needed one, and she had the grace to keep those moments securely private between them.

Glynda Goodwitch was something of a mixed bag, he had a terse relationship with her ever since they met. An unstoppable object meets immovable force if you will; here you have a respected huntress with years of experience meeting the first male with aura who has a condition with females bordering on Gynophobia. They'd get into cold spats with eachother but Glynda's professional attitude kept her from truly losing her cool, and yet, at the same time, she was always willing to take some time out of her day to help him spar when Qrow wasn't around. In the end, he appreciated her more than he cared to let her know.

Of course there was Qrow, just about the most male huntress he had ever met. Rowdy, drunk, gruff, and sarcastic he honestly did not mind her company for the most part; save for a few drink-involved incidents their relationship was pretty much the standard teacher meets student. Although, much to the dismay of Port and Glynda respectively, he seemed to have picked up more of her drunken sarcasm than they wanted him to. When she talked up a storm on how big and bad and dangerous her mission was going to be, he was glad she was too drunk to notice the tightening in his hands as she continue talking.

Ozpin was, well, Ozpin. True to her word she held up every facet of the bargain and, in vice versa, made sure he did the same. Honestly, she was pretty much an enigma save for her love of coffee as well; still, despite her perceived mercy, he didn't like how she always spoke so cryptically and how she always seemed to be planning three steps ahead of everyone.

Jaune was brought out of his thoughts by a subtle clang behind. The lights flickered and electricity arced as the locker room became host to two distinct sounds:

"Damnit Coco!"

"Watch the hair man!"

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Jaune sat at a lunch table alongside Team CFVY as he usually did, try as he might to corner himself away from every other huntress here, he couldn't stand staying in the company of only his teachers and Qrow. His relationship with Team CFVY was odd but by now they had all settled into a steady rhythm on how things were supposed to go, and that's the way Jaune liked it.

Coco, the leader of Team CFVY, had some sort of ongoing friendship/rivalry with him. They liked to get on eachother's nerves constantly, much to the chagrin of the other students as well as the teachers, but at the same time there was a sort of respect there.

Velvet was Coco's partner and her polar opposite, where Coco was promiscuous and flirtatious Velvet was more shy and timid. She usually tried to keep Coco on a short leash when it came to their antics so he appreciated her help in that aspect. Jaune could definitely say he respected her ability as fighter, he had more than once tried to spar with only to find himself on the ground in a heap of painful bruises.

Yatsuhashi was a goliath of a woman, standing nearly over 7 feet tall she was a nigh-taciturn woman. She had a penchant for art and music as well as deep meditation, they never really talked much but they seemed to both be used to eachother's presence. One thing they shared in common was a dislike for Coco's antics, especially when it involved the rest of her team.

Finally there was Fox Alistaire. While being much shorter than Yatsuhashi she had the same sort of quiet personality; seriously, he could count their number of interactions on one hand and even those few times were nothing more than maybe a minute of small talk. Still, she didn't seem to mind him and she didn't ask questions so that pretty much put her as A-ok in his book.

"So Jauney-boy, you excited to join all the first years in taking that big leap into becoming hunters!" Coco mocked with faux enthusiasm, Yatsuhashi sighed as they conducted their daily round of banter.

"Yeah, in fact, I am Coco. Can't wait to surpass you within my first year." now, Jaune wasn't much of a braggart, but he found out pretty quickly that the best way to get Coco riled up was by claiming you were better than her.

She growled before leaning over the table. "Oh yeah?! How are you gonna do that when you can't even beat this cinnamon roll over here?!" she shouted, putting said "cinnamon roll" in a headlock and holding her in front of Jaune liked a trophy.

"Ugh, Coco, please put me down." Velvet whined as Jaune and Coco glared daggers at eachother. For a second there her team thought that her semblance had something to do with electricity because they could of sworn they saw sparks fly.

"Hahaha! Getting along well I see!" came a boisterous voice behind him, Jaune's eyes widened as he realized he wouldn't be able to escape in time. A thunderous hand clapped down on his back as the force of it knocked the wind out of him. Coco cringed and held up her Velvet shield to prevent Port from doing the same to her, there was nothing like getting a five star from a woman who could knock down walls.

"Damnit professor, why do you do that every time?" Jaune wheezed and Professor Port just laughed again.

"My boy! Don't tell me that little love tap was enough to keep you down?" Port boomed enthusiastically, for some reason, Port showed affection for her students by knocking the wind out of them when they least expect it. Jaune had seen how she had sent some students to the infirmary with one of the claps, and Jaune himself had been the unsuspecting victim of them more than once.

"Did you need something professor?" Velvet asked, breaking the tense atmosphere as Jaune composed himself, ready and prepared for another attack by Port's hand of destruction.

"Oh no not really! Just came here to wish our boy good luck this year! To think, when you came here you were just a child and now you're all grown up." Port got a little misty eyed as everyone stared at her with exasperation, I was only 16 y'know Jaune thought to himself before Port turned to him, suddenly serious.

"But you should know my boy, don't expect me to give you special treatment just because you're my pupil understand?" she said, leaning in and giving him a serious stare. Jaune just rolled his eyes, it would be a cold day in hell when Port gave any student special treatment, something about Port family honor or something.

"Of course Professor." Jaune asserted, hoping to finish his dinner in time to get some rest. With all the hullabaloo he nearly forgot the initiates would be coming tomorrow morning, and, if he wanted to be rested for whatever hell Ozpin was going to do for initiation, then he needed to hit the hay early.

"Well it has been fun guys but I need to get to bed, big day tomorrow you know." he sighed and got up from the table, taking with him his half-eaten sandwich and his anxiety for orientation day.

"Sleep tight best buddy!" chirped Coco, sometimes he really wanted to chuck a plate at her stupid head.

"Yes, get a goodnight's rest and be here bright and early for breakfast tomorrow!" boomed Port as she waved him away towards the guest dorms.

What a bunch of cards.

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Jaune tossed and turned in his bed that night, painful memories of a stupid, naive little boy pervaded his thoughts and dreams.

"Dad, can I be a super cool huntress like mom and sis one day?" came the painfully innocent voice of a 9 year old Jaune Arc. He had spent the day with his grandad, dad, and his new big brother Amar (Bianca's husband) as a "man's outing". They hit up the baseball fields, the arcade, the market square and had taken some time off to sit down in the city park to relax and talk.

Dad smiled warmly at his little boy as he ruffled his hair. "Sorry sport, but only kickass ladies like mom and sis can be huntresses." seeing the dejected look on his son's face he continued. "But, a good woman always needs a loving and supportive husband to come home to no matter what she does. Just look at your grandpa and me, we took care of all you guys when grandma and mom were out on their super cool missions."

He leaned in as though he was about to share a big secret, excited at seeing his dad so involved Jaune leaned in too. "You know what I think? I think that without us, the loyal and loving husband, our precious girls would be lost and the world would fall apart!"

Jaune beamed, he had found his new superhero-esque calling: Jaune Arc, most loyal and badass house husband in history! "That's so cool! I promise that no matter who I'll marry, I'll be the best husband I can be!"

That final sentence echoed as he was dragged out of his sleep by the shrieking alarm next to his bed. Yep, 6:42 in the morning at the glorious Beacon Academy; students started coming in at around 8 so he had some time to look his best and get some food. He did a quick, speedy shower and left feeling slightly more refreshed with 30 minutes for breakfast if he got dressed fast. Jaune was an avid planner, and he knew that without a day-to-day, organized schedule then things get overlooked, missed, lost, or neglected and he did not do that.

Blame it on Oobleck and Goodwitch.

Shrugging on his usual attire he found a text from Qrow: Good luck on your first day my pupil! Make me proud, and if you see my nieces don't even think of putting the moves on them or I'll castrate you with Tesla Sting.

Jaune rolled his eyes at Qrow's immature threats. The girl had some kind of incestuous hard-on for her nieces he would swear to Oum, or maybe she just didn't like the idea of a male "defiling" his innocent nieces, especially the one called Ruby.

He ran over to the cafeteria where the various now-second years and upperclasswomen milled around sluggishly as they ate their breakfast. Today's classes were completely called off to prepare for orientation as well as the classes tomorrow due to initiation. Luckily, knowing how lazy Coco was and how her team usually followed her lead, he would remain uninterrupted for his breakfast this time.

He sighed happily as he dug into his pancakes, and yet there was something wrong with them.

For some reason, a disturbance in the force or the red string of fate tying a knot around his neck, his pancakes suddenly seemed a lot less appetizing for some reason. And don't get him started on the syrup, the stuff was beginning to look like poison to him.

The calm before the storm so to speak.

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The bullheads arrived soon after, on them were the bright-eyed students from various backgrounds who all had the strength to one day become huntresses. The unloading had taken place around thirty minutes ago and the stream was beginning to die off.

He wandered around the campus, the rush of students, eager and overwhelmed, didn't spare a passing glance. In the distance, he could see some upperclasswomen try to direct the flow much to their dismay.

Suddenly, an explosion rocked the air around him from not too far off, maybe a couple hundred feet away in the courtyard. Jaune took off towards the noise, the last thing he needed was a couple first years getting into a fight. Turning the corner he found quite the situation indeed, a familiar red-cloaked girl was desperately trying to apologize to an equally familiar white-garbed girl who seemed absolutely furious at the former.

The wisps of red dust in the air, the dust vials on the ground, the sound of the previous explosion still ringing in his ears, and the SDC logo on whitey's suitcase painted a pretty clear picture in his mind.

"-Aren't you a little young to be attending Beacon?" was all he caught as the red-cloaked girl tried to, once more, apologize. Seeing the fruitless effort he decided to step in as a more experienced "student".

"Hey, hey guys. Ease up, it's your first day no need to cause a scene." he tried to amend, unfortunately, while the look of relief on red's face was palpable, he also attracted the ire of whitey.

"And just who are you? What is a man doing here at Beacon?" she interrogated, incredulous look on her face. Already he didn't like her, the snobbish tone, SDC logos on her stuff, and the white theme gave him a good idea of who she was.

"I, Weiss Schnee," he spat out. "Am Jaune DeAngelo Arc, you may know me as the first male with aura."

Weiss checked her self with that, she looked him up and down and her attitude flipped. "My apologies, nice to meet you I see you're familiar with the Schnees and myself of course. Truly it is an honor to be talking to an Arc such as yourself, not to mention your ability."

Jaune grimaced, it was like the culmination of everything he hated. He could practically smell the rich, posh, arrogant attitude that almost everyone from Atlas came drenched in for some reason. "Yeah, just dandy. Now the meeting hall is just over there I suggest this little party move along before the teachers have to get involved." honestly, he felt more like Miss Goodwitch than some 17 year old.

Weiss looked taken aback but slowly walked away towards the meeting hall, butlers in tow with her luggage. Sighing for what felt like the 40th time today, he looked over at Red to see her dusting herself off; additionally, he thought he caught the glimpse of someone garbed in black seemingly meld into the shadows.

Shaking his head of it, he regarded Red. "You ok kid? Can't say I'm used to first years blowing themselves up in the courtyard." in fact, he wasn't used to first years at all.

Red seemed to be eyeing him strangely before some lightbulb went off in her head. "I know where I've seen you! You must be that "buttmunch" guy my Aunt Qrow is always going on about when she calls us!"

Jaune felt a tic in his eye, been awhile since Qrow was capable of making him do that. "That so kid? Well I guess when Aunt Qrow comes back home I'll throw her quite the shocking surprise party." he growled through a very fake, very gritted smile.

"Cool! You'll have to invite me and my sister Yang! Oh yeah, I'm Ruby by the way, Ruby Rose!" she chirped, the kid sure did have energy. Made him wonder how she could be related to such a lethargic person like Qrow.

"Jaune Arc of course, c'mon let's get you over to the meeting hall." on the way over Ruby asked him questions all about himself. To his immediate surprise they weren't questions about his aura at all, in fact, they were mainly about how life at Beacon was especially when he "got to chill" with such legendary huntresses. The conversation shifted to her apparent age gap and how she got accepted due to her "extremely awesome kung fu skills" which made him smile.

"Oh yeah! This is my precious baby Crescent Rose!" she said, flipping out a scythe similar to Qrow's but seemingly more high tech. "Not only is she a scythe, but she's also a high-impact customizable sniper rifle!" she cheered showing off her weapon.

"That's, pretty damn cool for a kid like you." her pout soon turned into one of awestruck as he unveiled Tesla Sting. "this right here is my baby: Tesla Sting. A sword, spear, railgun combo with built-in dust reactor and optional taser mode when in its spear form."

"That's so awesome! Not as cool as mine but, like, atleast the second coolest I have ever seen!" she cried, stuck in her own world of bullets and weapons she didn't realize she was walking into the meeting hall doors until they walked into her.

"oof!' she grunted, landing flat on her butt as Jaune helped her up, yeah this kid was something else.

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"So, you're the man with the aura huh?" came the annoyingly high-pitched voice of yet another faceless student. Ever since waiting for Ozpin in the meeting hall he was bombarded by questions and date offers by various girls.

"Obvious." was all he grunted in response, these girls were beginning to grate on him with their ceaseless babbling.

"So, maybe we could grab dinner sometime." one asked bashfully, sadly for her he wasn't afraid to shoot her right out of the sky.

"Nope, busy."

"With what?"

"Not doing that, goodbye." he replied flatly, shrugging himself off the gathered girls as he tried to find some space for air. He ended up right beside some Mistralian girl if her wardrobe was anything to go by, but she didn't ask questions which was a good first impression in his book.

Although, he could see a telltale blush on her face as she tried not to look at him. Jaune mentally sighed, he had seen this one before; you see, a lot of huntresses start very, very young and spend their time in all-female schools from kindergarten and beyond. So, a lot of them don't have much male interaction beyond maybe some close friends or family, and when you suddenly add in an unknown male girls become slightly flustered.

Jaune had this problem when he first came to Beacon, but he tried to handle it with grace anyway. No sense in giving her the impression he was some predator, so he tried to offer something up.

"Ozpin running late huh?" was all he could get out. Nice one, real nice, that's a conversation starter as smooth as the sand in Vacuo.

"Y-Yeah, probably busy with the speech." she stammered slightly, Jaune rolled his eyes out of her sight.

"Heh, not likely, probably just wants to see me suffer." she giggled slightly before cutting herself short.

"Oh no- I mean, I don't find your suffering funny or anything!" she quickly tried to apologize, as he chuckled lightly. Not even Velvet was this flustered when they first met, although she had Coco with her so that might have been a deciding factor.

"Don't worry, I get it." he said, trying to ease her worries slightly. She seemed apprehensive to say anything else, but before she could get the chance, Ozpin strode onto the stage and began her speech.

"I'll keep this brief..."

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Ozpin had finished her speech with time to spare so every student was then carted off to get ready for tomorrow. As per Beacon tradition, all new arrivals were to be sent to the ball room where they would sleep and await initiation tomorrow. Jaune made for the guest dorms to get away from the crowds of students who shuffled and meandered around, looking to the teachers and some older students for directions.

"I don't think so Mr. Arc!" came the jittery voice of Professor Oobleck as he tried to cross the courtyard. "As Beacon customs dictate, all new students must spend the night in the ball room. It's only fair!"

"But did you see all those people Professor? You know that all they're going to do is annoy me." he whined, but Professor Oobleck was not having it.

"Hmm, a good test of your patience it would seem. But fear not! Port and I will dictate the proceedings and make sure you are not swarmed by any women." he said, trying to ease the mind of her young pupil.

"Lucky me." he grumbled, walking away from Oobleck who just sighed. The boy has gotten better, but he still has a long way to go.

Jaune wasted the day chilling in Team CFVY's room or wandering around the campus trying to avoid all the new arrivals. He was not in the mood to deal with some clingy women who look at him as just the first male with aura, and he also didn't want to deal with the headache of Ruby and Weiss.

Jaune skipped the dinner and lunch services for the same reason, instead strong-arming Coco into getting him some food from the cafeteria. Suddenly, an announcement from Miss Goodwitch came over the speakers Students, please meet in the ballroom for your sleeping arrangements tonight, locker rooms will be provided nearby to change for tonight and tomorrow.

Sighing Jaune gave in to the fact he was going to need to socialize with his peers as he dragged himself and his extra clothes over to the ballroom. He entered in and hugged the wall, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, luckily most of the students were still getting situated. Getting dressed in some broom closet Port had ushered him into, Jaune returned to roll out his bedroll and read for a bit.

Just as he rolled out the bed roll Jaune could feel a lot of footsteps getting closer. He turned towards the sound to find a small group of very temperamental, very agitated women who stood before him. The leader of said group, standing as the tallest and in the front, was a large woman with a bob of ginger hair and a the frame of an athletic body builder. There were various faceless women behind her that all stood equally upset for some reason-

"Let me make this clear, we are not spending then night with some man who could easily be some kind of predator." sneered the big chick from before. "So, if you would be so kind to find your own little corner to go hide off in until tomorrow that would be great."

"And why should I bitch? What are you gonna do?" he threatened back, this day had left him with very little patience and he didn't feel like cowing down to this thug and her goons.

The girl's sneer turned into a snarl. "What was that you little bastard?" she growled, she lumbered up to him and despite being almost a head taller, Jaune didn't back down and moved to meet her halfway.

"You think just cause you got an aura that makes you special? Well I'll be god damned if some man is going to order me around." Jaune could see out of the corner of his eye her fists clenching as he prepared.

"Throw the first punch, I'll shock you so bad it'll give you nerve damage." it was his turn to sneer, the thug in front of him breathed harshly looking like a boar about to charge. He just now noticed how quiet things had gotten, they were attracting the attention of the others and, worse, the teachers.

"How back you go back and twiddle your thumbs with your gang of pals and I go back to reading." he asked with plastic sincerity, the brute looked like she was about to answer or start swinging when Port showed up between them.

"Excuse me, you are going to be hunters. Please, act like it." she said, voice no longer that baritone boom which was a sure sign of her seriousness. "Miss Winchester, Mr. Arc is within his full rights to sleep where he wants, and Mr. Arc, I would appreciate it if you did not raise the ire of your classmates."

"Yes ma'am."

"Whatever."

They both split and conversations resumed with some awkwardness, glances were thrown all around between Jaune and Winchester. Silver lining though, no one wanted to come and ask Jaune any questions save for one person.

"Hey Jaune!" chirped Ruby, some blonde behind her. "This is my sister Yang I was telling you about, and Yang this is Jaune: Aunt Qrow's pupil!"

The two eyed eachother, neither one making any sort of move. "Nice to meet you Yang Rose." he said carefully, this girl was eyeing him with a calculated gaze, he knew that look; she did not trust him.

"Xiao-Long actually, it's a long story." she replied coolly. "Seems like my sis has a thing for you."

"Yang! Don't say it like that."

"Hmmph, yeah, I guess she's pretty cool."

"You guess?" her eyes narrowed, Ruby's head swiveled between the two in distress.

"Yeah, I guess." Jaune shot back, the whole conversation looked like a rewind to what happened minutes ago.

Jaune saw Professor Oobleck eye him carefully from behind Yang's hair, so he decided to cut it out. "Goodnight Ruby, see you tomorrow."

He returned to his bed spread as Yang huffed and dragged Ruby away. "I don't like that guy sis, he seems like creep."

"Yang! You promised you wouldn't do this, he's just a friend."

"I only promised because I didn't know there would be any boys." she hissed, Ruby just shook her head as they hit their mattresses.

Jaune's eyes drifted away and back to the ceiling as he tried to fall asleep, which was kinda hard due to the stares everyone was giving him.

Great, orientation has been a blast.

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Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Super long for my stuff right? Well don't worry, the whole thing is going to pick up soon enough what with initiation. And I also wanted to clear some things up.

Jaune's reaction to the new students is, in my opinion, very deserved. He spent much of his teenage life feeling animosity towards females and a strong sense of betrayal, so he has an issue with meeting new people especially when they give a bad first impression. Ruby doesn't seem like the type of girl to be interested in Jaune for his aura, but Weiss is (which is something that would set Jaune off) thus Jaune would prefer Ruby. Don't worry, Jaune, while being immediately snippish for the most part, can develop meaningful relationships if somewhat terse ones. Don't expect him to pour his heart out at every little thing, but don't expect him to also freak out at every girl.

Moving on, spending nearly a year at Beacon has let Jaune develop a rhythm of how the people there act and how they treat him. He doesn't fully trust the staff, but he does feel some sort of bond with them that will be elaborated on. During the school chapters, you guys will see their relationship as a whole instead of in parts. I wrote his relationship with Team CFVY as what I think it would be like, Coco is a flirt and kind of sarcastic so Jaune would return in kind given his personality.

Hope this clears things up, and next chapter I'll answer some questions maybe like a Q/A so leave a comment.

XOXOXO

CoffeyJoe