So here it is folks, my contribution to the Arkos smut pile. BTW Fire those canon's bitches cause this ship has SAILED! Finally caught up on the episodes I hadn't seen yet and I was so freakin' happy. P.S. totally called the "You're the only one who believed in me" line.

So a bit of a warning, this is a heavy chapter, both in sexual content and potential dark themes. So viewer discretion is MOST CERTAINLY advised. But please enjoy, this doesn't have much plot (mine usually don't) but hey you came for the smut so I delivered. Here ya go.

Ancestral Memories

Again.

It's happening again.

Make it stop.

Jaune tried to run but his legs couldn't move. This was another memory, he was a helpless spectator of this young woman's life. But this wasn't the memory you looked at fondly.

This was when she had her day, the day when she knew she was to become a huntress. But it was not a good day. He just watched Beowolves tear through her family, blood flew everywhere around him, and now they looked towards her. Jaune couldn't do anything, he couldn't even close his eyes. Even as he saw the snarling, bloody maws of the beasts turn toward him.

Again.

It's happening again.

Make it stop.

XXX

Pyrrha held Jaune tightly as he fought through yet another nightmare, she was near tears herself watching this. But she was also just as helpless. She held him as tight as she dare even when he woke up panting again.

"Eimai edo," (I'm here,) she whispered softly. Jaune turned and fell into her embrace.

"Parakalo min anisycheite gia mena," (Please do not worry about me,) Jaune pleaded.

"Pos boro ochi?" (How can I not?)

"Einai apla oneria." (It's just dreams.)

"Xero kalytera," (I know better,) she whispered harshly. "Xypnima me fovo kathe vrady!" (Waking in fear every night!) She buried her face in his chest as she clung to him. "Pes mou oti eisai entaxei." (Tell me that you're okay.)

Jaune smiled and held her tighter. "Me esena sto plevro mou? Mono na parei tin kalyteri. (With you by my side? Only getting better.)

"Se agapo."

"I know."

XXX

"You know if we can do anything," Blake said softly. Pyrrha could only nod. They all sat around the breakfast table in a heavy silence.

"If you need we can give you two some time alone," Ren offered.

"It would be nice but it wouldn't fix the problem." Pyrrha put down her bowl and shoved it away. She wasn't hungry.

"What is the problem? These aren't just nightmares, we're delving dangerously close to PTSD territory. And I don't want to mess with that again," Yang said as she finished her coffee.

"It has something to do with what happened to Jaune when he fought Cinder. But he hasn't told any of us what happened yet. Just Ozpin and Goodwitch," Pyrrha said.

"Then we need to trust him that we'll know when we need to." Ren closed his book and started cleaning up.

"But it's infuriating! He wakes up at least three times a night, it's a wonder he hasn't torn his stitches open again!" Pyrrha put her head in her hands and sighed. "I came to love that goofy grin he wore, but I haven't seen it since he got back."

"We'll do what we can, but at the same time he needs to deal with it too," Weiss told her.

"I can't accept that!" Pyrrha argued.

"I know you can't Pyrrha, but you need to. The problem isn't from an outside source, this is his own internal demons and he needs to deal with it. The best we can do is to stand by his side and let him know he's not alone. Sad as it is, it's the best we can do."

The table sat in silence for a few more minutes. They each looked around at the bustling and smiling students blissfully unaware of what happened over the last few weeks.

"How are you guys feeling by the way?" Blake asked.

"Better, much better now," Pyrrha said.

"Yeah don't wake up a headache threatening to blow up my head," Yang said with a smile.

"What?!" Ruby asked with wide eyes.

"It's an exaggeration Rubes."

"Oh, okay," Ruby sighed and put her head down on the table. "This whole thing stinks."

"Can't really disagree with you there," Yang said. "Tell ya what, we'll clean up here so you guys can go check on Jaune." Yang gave a wink as JNPR left.

"And we'll get things rolling in class for you," Ren said with a nod.

"Thank you," Pyrrha said quietly.

Pyrrha left the others and started walking down the hallway, soon though her fears got the better of her and she ran toward him. She slammed the door open and all she wanted to see was him sleeping peacefully, she wanted to see him smiling that same goofy grin.

The room was in shambles and Jaune's chest was bleeding badly. He panted from fatigue and fear as Pyrrha ran to hold him. Jaune clutched at his sword and shield too tightly, the handles digging into his hands only brought more blood. Pyrrha held him in a vain attempt to calm him but it just seemed to make it worse.

In this moment it was hard to say who broke first.

XXX

"You should ask him first," Ozpin warned her. Pyrrha followed him frantically.

"He won't tell me, he won't tell any of us, and if this keeps getting worse than-." Pyrrha forcefully swallowed her tears as Ozpin turned around. "Tell me what happened to him."

Ozpin slowed his walk to a stop ending it with a solid hit from his cane.

"Tell me Pyrrha, have you ever heard the name Militis?"

"Militis the White Knight? How could I have not? He single-handily saved nearly all of Vale from the Dragons," Pyrrha remembered the stories told by her father and the pictures hanging near his statue. "He was a hero."

"Do you also know of Polemos the War-Monger? The Mistralian general who conquered and unified all of the kingdoms for a time in our darkest days?" he asked.

"Yes, I have," Pyrrha answered nervously.

"And of Wudao, a simple dancer turned hero when she lost her brother in a failed assassination plot to kill the kings top general?"

"And she led the armies into a counter-attack to seize the victory and avenge her brother, what does this have to do with Jaune?!" she asked angrily. Ozpin paused a moment and sipped his coffee.

"Did you know they are all in Jaune's bloodline? And that Militis was actually his Great-Grandfather?" Ozpin asked.

Pyrrha's eyes widened. "W-what?"

"Every one of those 'heroes' had a day in which they found out why they were born. And they used the power of their ancestors to achieve legendary feats."

"And that happened to Jaune?" she asked.

"Think of it, suddenly becoming stronger than an army of people, and using techniques and attacks that haven't been used for centuries? Jaune had his day."

"Well that's good right? That means he knows-?"

"But do you ever hear what happened to the heroes after their stories end?" Ozpin asked her interrupting her. Pyrrha shook her head slowly. "How some drift into a madness of painful memories and nightmares? When they use the power of their ancestors, the memories come to haunt them as well. What Jaune is going through isn't unique to him. Everyone in his family has gone through it, and it is Jaune who will have to overcome it."

"But that's not fair! He gave everything to save me, and you're telling me I can't do anything to help him?" Pyrrha slammed her fist into the nearby wall, warping the metal around it in a creaking groan that echoed in the empty halls. Soon though Pyrrha's quiet sobs were the only thing that made any noise.

"I didn't say that," Ozpin corrected. Pyrrha looked up slowly through her tears. "I said Jaune must overcome it, but for all those who overcome there must be those who give them reasons too. When Jaune had his day what happened to you? What changed from the moment he fell to the moment he rose again? Ask yourself that, and in that night you'll find your answer."

XXX

"Answer me, damn it!" Jaune screamed out. Militis just stood by the tomb looking at the great cat on the window. "How do I get them to go away?!"

"You can't, I'd hoped you'd given up by now, though," Militis said with a sigh.

"That's not good enough!" Jaune shouted. "You can see what this is doing to her! What was the point of having my day if she still gets hurt?!"

"I know, my boy."

"Don't call me that! Stop screwing around and tell me how to stop this!"

"What makes you think I know?!" Militis shouted back. "I dealt with them until the day I died, my wife stood by side as much as she could, even my son! But I still dealt with them, and now you must. It's not fair I know and believe me if there were a way I would tell you, I want you to be happy with Pyrrha. I want you to be happy in general, but this is something we all live with. Everyone of us who carries that sword and that shield must deal with the same thing, because the truth is that destiny isn't painless!"

"What does that mean?"

"Destiny shows you were you go, it doesn't show you the path, and it doesn't promise that you'll make it in one piece. All destiny really does is give you a general direction," Militis let the bitterness drip in his voice. "Jaune you were luckier than most of us."

"Oh really, I get to watch as the woman I love tears herself apart trying to help me through all this?!"

"But at least you know her! Most of these people never knew their loved ones, some died when they were old and withered but most died in their 20's! Jaune you've outlived most of your ancestors because you know her!"

"Knowing her isn't the problem! It's the fact that these damn memories are killing her faster than they're killing me!"

Militis grabbed Jaune by the neck of his hoodie and shook him. "Then tell her about them! Swallow your pride and do what I told you from the beginning! Fight with her!" Militis shouted. "She needs you just as much as you need her! If you fight with her then she'll fight with you!"

The argument bounced off the cold stones of the tomb and drifted down the hall to the ears of their ancestors. Jaune pushed himself away and looked at Militis. Jaune could truly see the aging on his face, how weathered he truly was.

"I refuse to believe that this curse is real," Jaune said finally. "I'm not like any other Arc, or even any other hero. I've proven that already, so believe me I'll find a way to end this."

"The funny thing is," Militis said with a smile. "I believe you." Militis started laughing now and it was louder than their argument. "My boy, this curse claimed the happiness of the other Arc's but I believe you can get past it."

"I will, I promise."

"Don't promise me, Jaune, promise her."

Jaune nodded and closed his eyes. He felt the world around him shift as he woke up, he bolted upright staring right into Pyrrha's brilliant green eyes.

XXX

"Pes mou oti eisai entaxei," (Please tell me you're okay,) Pyrrha said softly. Jaune tackled her to the bed and kissed her happily.

"Pote kalytera!" (Never better!) he whispered to her.

"Ti synevi?" (What happened?) she asked. Jaune was a bit to busy to answer her.

He quickly moved his lips lower toward her neck, a bit of a soft spot on her, and started kissing all along her neck. Pyrrha was still trying to show concern but the sensations took her focus away from her. Jaune kept up his kissing even as Pyrrha tried to lower him to his back. She finally pulled him away and looked him in the eyes again.

"Ti synevi?" (What happened?) she asked again. He tilted his head to the side and smiled, she recognized it.

For the first time in weeks, Jaune was finally smiling at her, the Jaune she knew before.

Pyrrha didn't even wait for a response before she pulled him back into the kiss reaching around to the hem of his hoodie. Jaune pulled back as she ripped the hoodie off him, then tackled him back down in another kiss. Jaune pulled apart and flipped her over in a moment, gently holding her hand still as she tried to resist.

"Gia proti fora echoume chrono." (For once we have time.) Jaune moved his hands down her shoulders and gently massaged them while sliding her armor off. "As to apolafsete." (Let's enjoy it.)

Their clothing was off even faster now and a simple flick of Pyrrha's wrist the door was locked so for the rest of the evening it was just them. And Pyrrha wouldn't have had it any other way.

Jaune quickly replaced his lips on Pyrrha's neck, earning the light moans from her. Jaune loved those sounds. Everyone else saw and knew Pyrrha Nikos, Champion of Mistral. But right now she was his lover, the thought always made Jaune happy. He kept lowering his lips until he reached her chest, placing the very tip of his tongue between her breasts and lowering it slowly, again Pyrrha made a chorus of appreciative moans. He moved his hands slowly down her legs as he did, massaging the tired muscles. Pyrrha wanted to reciprocate but she knew she wouldn't get a chance just yet, so she simply received what he gave her. Jaune quickly reached his prize and gave a long slow lick along the dripping slit.

Pyrrha's eyes rolled back into her head and her back arched violently but Jaune kept it up. He teased the sensitive flesh with the tip of his tongue, gently opening the folds. Pyrrha's hands instinctively grabbed his hair but he wasn't going anywhere. Not yet anyway. He kept teasing her until he could hear the crescendo in her moans, then at once he slipped his tongue into the ring of tightened muscle. Pyrrha's chest heaved upwards and she jerked her hips deeper onto Jaune's eager tongue. Jaune held onto her legs as he continued to lick and suck at her core. Pyrrha tensed her body in preparation, the building ball of pleasure inside of her was threatening to release, even as Jaune continued to pleasure her. Finally Jaune slid two fingers inside of her, crooking them to hit the spot he'd found earlier, and at the same time attaching his lips firmly to her clit. Pyrrha grabbed her pillow quickly as the screams of pleasure burst out. Her body convulsed rapidly as she bucked her hips, Jaune wasn't done yet though. He moved himself around and entered her, Pyrrha screamed into her pillow again as she did but Jaune moved it away. Her moans and cries echoed in the empty room and she gave no attempt to silence them. Jaune continued his pace and never let her pleasure dip down, he only increased. Pyrrha held him tightly, the friction of their skin sending electric sparks all over her body and adding to her pleasure.

Pyrrha ran her fingertips gently down Jaune's spine, if he could hit her weak spots then she'd do the same. She could feel his skin tighten and raise itself, and she felt him shiver against her. She copied her actions again and again even as Jaune kept thrusting. Soon Jaune's arms began to weaken and he lowered himself, Pyrrha took her chance and rolled him over, rearranging herself over him and resuming the pace. Jaune groaned as Pyrrha took him in, rolling her hips with every thrust. He moved his hands around her thighs like before, giving gentle force on the sore muscles. Pyrrha reciprocated by doing the same to his chest, both of them working to increase the others pleasure. Pyrrha cried out yet again in release and Jaune was nearing the same. He tried to warn Pyrrha but he couldn't form the words.

"Eimai pou prostatevontai," (I'm protected,) Pyrrha said through her gasps, giving Jaune a sly smile. "Min anisychies," (Don't worry,) she said.

Jaune smiled again and resumed his pace, building Pyrrha up again. Pyrrha lowered herself to kiss him as she felt it building up again. The friction against them returned as they writhed together, building each other up until Pyrrha launched herself upright as she came again. This one was the strongest: the small stars that lit up in her vision, the tingling in her entire body and the warmth of Jaune releasing inside of her overwhelmed her. She collapsed on top of him panting and convulsing from the sensations. Pyrrha finally moved to the side and rested in Jaune's embrace.

"Se agapo," Jaune said.

"I know."

XXX

The lunchroom table was quieter than it had been in the last few days. But for a different reason.

"You're sure?" Blake asked incredulously. She and Weiss shared a look of unbelieving disgust.

"It was hard to misidentify what they were doing," Ren said, still slightly flushed and unable to make eye contact with everyone. Nora was also uncharacteristically quiet but she had a grin that couldn't be called anything other than devilish. "And the sounds didn't help."

"Well good for them?" Ruby asked unsure.

"Yeah there's that," Yang said. She shared Nora's grin and her mind whirled with jokes and innuendos. "But we could also just invest in some industrial quality ear plugs, then everyone wins!" she said with a cackle.

"Can you be serious for a moment of your life?" Weiss asked harshly.

"No." Her smile grew bigger as Pyrrha and Jaune approached the table.

"Good morning!" Pyrrha said happily. The others smiled as she did, relieved that she was smiling again at all. Jaune was also smiling, potentially even bigger than he ever had before.

There was still one issue.

"I heard you two had some fun last night!" Yang said as she shoved her way past all the awkward stares. The others winced at the blonde's characteristic blunt delivery.

"Yes we did," Pyrrha said with a smile. The others eyes widened. "But don't worry, we'll make sure that we plan things better next time. I'm afraid last night was just too spur of the moment."

Silence.

"You're," Blake started. "Oddly upfront about all this."

"Why would we hide it?" Jaune asked.

"A number of reasons," Weiss said. "Least of which, any semblance of shame?"

"Well you guys are our friends, we don't want to keep anything from you, and this way it's easier to be together when we need to be," Jaune pointed out. The others nodded and they all sat enjoying their meals, smiling at the two love birds.

"Although, perhaps this weekend some of you might want to get some good ear plugs. Jaune's birthday is coming up."

Yang's howling laughter echoed throughout the cafeteria.

XXX

Thanks for reading, I actually have a plot to use for the next chapter and so it should be out. But be warned as of right now this next chapter will be the closing for the story.

Thanks again, and I'll see you next time.