A/N: So, at this point in time, if you've read my other stories, you probably know by now that when I say 'this might be updated slowly' I actually mean... I'm gonna upload this weekly. 'Cause I hate myself. smh. Oh well, at least I'm having fun XD. I'm actually surprised by the amount of feedback that suddenly came in, I'm glad people liked it! Tell me if y'all enjoyed this one as well!

bob:Thanks! You know what they say, practice makes better! And after writing dozens of chapters for three different stories... I'm starting to get the hang of it XD

Sinaves: Actually, while I've heard of the manga, I've never read nor seen Bartender XD Maybe I should, but that might make me acciddentally plagerize XD

Guest: I will!

Guest 2: Oh you have no idea XD

Entering a bar with a motorcycle helmet in hand is supposed to be cool.

So why was it that when Yang walked in, no one seemed to even care? I mean, sure there were only a few older customers sitting around and a bartender, but come on. With a small frown Yang walked up to the bar, looking at the blonde bartender standing there.

Jaune raised an eyebrow, looking up and down at the girl. Yang had the smallest urge to strike a pose to mess with him, but decided better.

"I know I know," Yang said, holding out her hands. "You're probably asking 'aren't you too young to be at a bar?'" Yang grinned as charismatically as possible, leaning over the counter. "But actually, I'm a Huntress-in-training, so I actually am allowed to be in here." Finished with her speech, Yang nodded, grinning proudly.

Jaune just rose an eyebrow slowly, unamused.

"Actually, I can see from your bracers that you're a Huntress-in-training, so there's no worry there." Jaune said dryly. "I'm concerned that you're gonna burn down the place."

Yang blinked.

"Wha- How did you know it was me?" Yang asked dumbly, staring at the bartender, who straightened his vest.

"It's kind of big news when someone manages to burn down a bar. Especially if it's Junior's." Jaune said distractedly, as he discovered his tie was slightly askew and went to straighten it.

"Oh."

Still, Yang wasn't really the type to give up, instead drawing on her 'feminine wiles' and tilting her body just a little bit to display her cleavage, her voice lowering to a more seductive tone.

"Well, I'm sure you won't mind if I drink here, do you?" Yang would've continued on, pulling out things like physical contact and what was called 'the Ruby stare', but Jaune held his hand up, putting an end to her tactics.

"Stop." Jaune said in a firm voice, shaking his head slightly, a little exasperated that the girl would try something like that. "I'll serve you, as long as you promise not to burn the place down."

Again, Yang was slightly thrown off, surprised that there wasn't more of a resistance to her being here.

"Really? That's it?" Yang asked uncertainly. Jaune crossed his arms, slanting his eyebrow once again.

"No. I need you to sign a waiver and a binding contract in front of three witnesses and a notary." Jaune rolled his eyes as he said so sarcastically. "Just promise me."

"I… promise?" Yang looked a little uncertain, unbalanced by the sudden sarcasm. Jaune kept his arms crossed for a little while longer before quirking a smile, holding out a finger.

"Pinky promise?"

"I—what?"

"Don't tell me you've never heard of a pinky promise?" Jaune asked, face serious, although his eyes shone with humor. Yang nodded hurriedly.

"I- of course I know what a pinky promise is. I used to do it all the time with my sister." With that, Yang gripped Jaune's pinky with hers and they shook once, twice, before letting go. Jaune nodded, finally smiling genuinely.

"Alright then. What'll you have?"

"Strawberry Sunrise." Yang replied back instantaneously, smiling back. Jaune nodded, turning around to grab the stuff to mix the drink. "With two umbrellas in it." Yang added, almost automatically. Jaune turned his head a little to look at Yang with an incredulous look, making her blush slightly.

"Right." Without saying another word Jaune started to make the drink, hands moving quickly and smoothly, something so habitual that he didn't even have to think about it.

"So what's this about a sister?" Jaune said, making small talk. Yang nodded slowly, a little enchanted by how practiced the bartender's movements.

"Yeah. A little sister. She goes to Beacon too." Jaune hummed a little, showing that he was listening. Yang continued to talk.

"She's something of a genius. Got into Beacon two years early." Jaune made a little noise in the back of his throat.

"Lucky her." He said softly, shaking the mixer in his hand vigorously. Yang nodded, oblivious to the boy's tone of voice or his posture.

"Yeah but…" Yang thanked Jaune as he placed the Strawberry Sunrise in front of her, dropping the last bit of the drink in, letting the drink have its sunrise effect. She placed her lips on the glass, letting the drink wet her lips enough to taste the drink. Eyebrows raised, Yang continued to tip the drink down, appreciating the taste a little more. Jaune turned to grab a dirty glass, a smile on his face as he knew he had satisfied another customer.

"I'm impressed." Yang said softly, grinning into the drink. Jaune grunted, thanking Yang for her compliment. He waved a hand to tell her to continue her previous thought. Yang took a second, to let the drink warm her and to recall what she was about to say.

"Sometimes I worry about her. Even though I know she's a good Huntress it's just…" Yang struggled to think of any good words to express what she was feeling.

"You just worry that she's going to hurt. Especially when you're not there. Right?"

Yang's gaze snapped up to Jaune's, surprise visible on her face. "Yeah. That's right."

Jaune nodded, sympathizing with her. Placing down the clean glass, he found another glass to clean and polish.

"I understand the feeling." He said, Yang giving him a skeptical look. Jaune gave a laugh. "Seriously! I may be just a bartender, but I've got seven sisters so…" Yang's eyes widened in shock, surprised at the sheer number that he had just said. Jaune smirked. "Yeah. Seven of them."

"Your parents must've been very, uh. Active." Yang said, absentmindedly grabbing onto the Strawberry Sunrise. Tilting the glass back however, surprised her, as she found that the glass was practically clean of any drink. Setting it down, Yang blushed lightly, embarrassed that she had taken in the liquid so fast.

"Active's one word for it." Jaune said, laughing. "Another?" He said, pointing to the glass. Yang nodded, tongue tracing her lips as she waited in anticipation for the next drink. While he was making the second beverage, Jaune continued to talk.

"Yeah, I've got seven sisters. Some older, some younger, but…" Jaune seemed to look into the distance, face a little wistful. "I can't help but worry about them all." Yang nodded, listening with captive focus as the bartender kept speaking.

"But I remember that I'm not the only one looking out for them. I remind myself that they've got our parents, their own teachers looking out for them, and… their friends as well. And they all have friends that would give up their lives for my sisters." Jaune said quietly, hands tapping on the counter. Peering up to meet Yang's eyes, Jaune gave a sheepish smile, shrugging.

"Now, I don't know about your sister, but I'm sure if she's even half like you, she's got the same kind of friends."

Yang was touched, smiling softly, the blush on her face more prominent. "And how would you know what I'm like?" Yang said, trying to summon up the cheekiness that she was famous for. The blonde-haired boy leaned back, pretending to look thoughtful.

"Let's just say… it's a bartending talent." Jaune winked at Yang, causing her to laugh.

"Well then Mr. Bartender, I guess you've got another talent as well." Yang grinned at him. "Bar-tending... to your customers." She said, emphasizing the word.

Jaune raised an eyebrow, shaking his head, a smile curling on his lips. "That was terrible." He said, laughter toning his voice. Yang shrugged, raising the Sunrise up, taking a sip.

"You just can't appreciate genius."

"Oh, I'm sure that's what the problem is." Jaune continued to shake his head, a full smile breaking across his face. Again, he gestured to the drink in Yang's hand, silently asking if she needed another drink. Yang blinked, mouth slightly open as she just realized that she had finished another drink. With a responsible thought in mind, Yang shook her head, standing up.

"No, I think I'm done for the night. I need to get back to Beacon before it gets too late." Suddenly remembering her manners, she stuck her hand out. "Yang. Yang Xiao-Long."

Jaune grasped her hand with a firm grip of his own, a serene smile on his face. "Jaune. Just Jaune." Yang matched his expression.

"It was nice meeting you, Just Jaune." Yang joked, letting go of his hand. "You make a mean Strawberry Sunrise." Jaune nodded.

"Nice meeting you as well. Hope to see you again."

"Count on it." Yang said, grinning. With that note, the girl grabbed onto her helmet and strode towards the exit of the bar, mind clearer than she would've thought after consuming alcohol.

"Oh, Yang!" Jaune called out, causing Yang to turn. Face thoughtful, Jaune's lips twisted into a huge smile, waving his hand.

"Xiao-Long!" The girl grinned at the pun, waving back before leaving to head back to Beacon.

Yeah. Definitely coming back.