I don't think I own RWBY...but in these few months I suppose it's possible that the show has changed hands... It's been awhile.

Jaune Arc stood next to his best friend Ruby Rose in polite conversation. It was the night of the dance and Glynda had asked(ordered) that he stay away, lest that he give away their secret. While the Rose blabbered on about the pain in her feet he idly
noticed that his girlfriend was shooting down multiple of his fellow classmates. He noticed, with a light chuckle, that Cardin had just tried and, as he turned away, inexplicably fell flat on his face.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his side he bent down with a groan of pain. He turned just in time to see Ruby pull her elbow away. "Ruby?!"

"1", she said, holding up a finger. "It's rude to ignore your friend who's trying to talk to you." She held up a second finger, "2: I get that Cardin used to bully you, but that's no reason to laugh at his pain." Jaune heard her let out an admittedly
adorable sigh. "And 3: I would really appreciate it", her voice was soft now, a serene smile on her face. Suddenly her eyes snapped open and had a look of anger so great Jaune took a step back. " If you would quit checking out our Proffessor
who is like 20 years older than us!"

Jaune nervously chuckled at being caught. Straightening himself he rubbed the back of his head turning back to his lover. "Um actually she's on-", Jaune suddenly stopped cold. His face became suddenly serious, his eyes narrowed. He watched as Glynda reluctantly
held the hand of one General James Ironwood. She was being led to the ballroom floor, the look of annoyance on her face clearly showing. Jaune's arm suddenly swung out towards Ruby, "Hold. My. Punch" he let out from gritted teeth. He could almost
feel her confusion as she accepted the cup. Choosing to ignore it he made his way to the 'couple'. It left a bad taste in his mouth to even think of that word associated with the two. Lightly pushing the last few dancers out of his way he was finally
before the older dancers.

He cleared his throat before speaking, "Excuse me, Professor Goodwitch?" He heard the older man sigh in annoyance, before stepping away and turning to him

"Incase you hadn't noticed, boy, we were in the middle of an important discussion. So I suggest you'd best get it out before I have you incarcerated fo-"

"James", He was suddenly interrupted by the blonde beauty standing next to him. She sighed before addressing Jaune, " just what do you need?" her hands were massage her temples now.

"I had a problem with combat class and a few of the dance liaisons and hoped to speak with you."

The General spoke-up, "This couldn't wait until after the dance"

Jaune allowed a small smile on his face, "Honestly, I also wanted to dance with my beautiful professor". The generals eyes widened at this.

"Watch your tou-"

"Alright Mr. Arc", Glynda pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose." One dance". Now the General's eyes were the size of dinner plates. He started to say something before he was pushed out of the way by Glynda and lost in the sea of dancers.

Jaune and Glynda took each other's hand before bowing to each other. They got into a traditional dancing position before beginning to move with the sea.

"So Jaune since you've decided to do the exact opposite of what I asked. I might as well here what you have to say about combat class and the liaisons." Glenda's eyes seemed to narrow a little bit more which each word.

"Well I saw one of the liaisons try to take something of mine, luckily I was able to stop him before he could get away before hand"

"Oh?", The older woman raised a slender eyebrow, though Jaune thought he seen a bit of red on her cheeks. Glynda's voice brought him back to reality. "And just what", She paused to let him twirl her around before returning to his arms. He idly noticed
it seemed as though they were the only ones on the floor. "Just what does that have to do with combat class ", It seemed she noticed it as well.

"I was wondering if it was proper etiquette", Jaune grunted as he twirled her once more, then, the second she returned he dipped her low in his arms. "To warn a man before I bash his teeth out with my shield for trying to take what's mine", the sentence
had started in almost a whisper before ending in a growl.

Jaune felt himself refocus and noticed that they actually WERE the only ones on the dance floor. He looked down and felt his face heat up at the expression Glynda was giving him, although it seemed she was having an inner battle. Suddenly her face calmed
and he felt his face be yanked down and lips hungrily biting at his own.

Jaune noticed two things before he succumbed.

1: the cracking of a glass in a white gloved hand.

2: the gasp of a mouth covered by a delicate hand, and a red blur as someone fled.

I have no idea how to continue this but nevertheless I might try!

p.s I wouldn't call this improvement...I'd call it actually trying