I regret to inform you guys that I can't update daily anymore, (This is all your fault Hamlet) though I'll aim for weekly updates. That's why this chapter is long...sorta. Anyways, 20 followers, Ye Ye :D.

Blake wasn't much of a social person.

There she was - lying on her bed, alone, after an exhausting day of school. Her team leader and partner, Ruby and Yang, had left to the city of Vale to go shopping. What they purchased using Weiss' credit card was none of her concern so long as she wasn't involved. Yang had insisted that she go with them and she quote, "C'mon Blake, it'll be fun! Who knows – maybe you'll find some quality catnip on the way!" Naturally, Blake turned the blonde down; she wasn't going to go outside just to buy some drug that made cats high. Not that that it would actually affect her...

But she wasn't anti-social either.

She enjoyed having the company of her team and the members of JNPR, but sometimes even Blake needed time for herself. No, the cat-faunus viewed herself as an introvert – someone who had a preference towards being alone than with others. She found a quiet joy in spending her time engrossed in her novels, especially regarding a certain piece of literature she had in her hands: Ninjas of Love.

To Blake, it was by far the greatest form of literature that has ever been written in Remnant. The characters, the setting, and the plot were a work of art – it was enriched with the thrill of adventure and made the reader feel as if they were actually there! But most of all, what interested Blake the most was its romance. It was brilliantly well thought out and wasn't rushed or forced like the typical story. However, the scenes within the story were a bit graphic. Thus, the reading population, as well as society, ultimately labeled this novel as smut.

If her team had ever found out about this novel, it would be the end of her. Weiss would make it her priority to make sure that she never lived it down. Every day, the Heiress would surely insult her regarding her taste in literature. Ruby, well – Blake wasn't too worried if her team leader discovered her guilty pleasure. It was just that the silver-eyed girl was just too young to understand and would clearly misinterpret it with Blake's social life.

Monty save her should the little Rose try to play matchmaker.

It was Yang that she felt terrified if her secret was revealed. It wasn't just because that she would be damaging her relationship with her as a partner, but Yang would make her life a living hell. Not only would she harass her just like Weiss, but Blake was certain that the Yellow Dragon would break every single bone in her body for violating her sister's innocence.

Just as she was about to become embraced with her book, the door was slammed open and an angry Weiss came marching in.

"W-Weiss?! T-This isn't w-what it looks like!" Blake yelled as she desperately hid the novel behind her side.

"Thinks he can beat me..." the Heiress grumbled as she took a textbook from the study desk, "I'll show him...that fool...thinking he can beat me...heh...heh"

"W-Weiss?" she questioned at Weiss' unusual behavior.

"Hm? Oh, I'm sorry if I woke you up Blake." Weiss said in an upbeat tone as if she was never angry in the first place, "Just needed some books before heading to the library to study. You can go back to sleep now."

As the door slammed shut, Blake just stared into the sky dumbfounded. She can't believe it, but Weiss ignored her; Blake had dodged a social bullet.

Feeling completely isolated this time, the introvert began her journey into the fine art of Ninjas of Love.

. . .

. . . To think that I was assigned to assassinate this man. To think that after countless encounters and confrontations, we would end up becoming partners in crime.

Now I didn't know what to think anymore. Instead, I just wonder why?

Why did I feel this way? Why was my body reacting – burning as he was taking off his shirt, revealing the well-toned muscle and-

"BLAAAAKKE!" shrieked a voice from the other side of the door, forcing Blake to snap back into the dull reality that is her life. She yelped in surprise she heard the loud voice; Blake ended up dropping her beloved novel onto the floor.

Even with her faunus hearing, she couldn't seem to recognize the voice that continuously echoed into her dorm.

"I-I'm coming!" she called out, hiding the book under her bed sheets.

Blake opened the door an inch, just to see the face of whoever could project such a noise. Who knows – maybe a certain ninja was here to sweep her off her feet and embark on an adventure-... a girl can have a fantasy alright?

Much to her dismay, it was just a panicking Jaune Arc. Seeing the harmless boy, she fully opened the door to greet him.

"..." Of course, when Blake meant "greet", she meant to just stare at him and let the poor Knight do all the talking. It wasn't cold, but knowing Jaune, she knew that it would be much more effective at getting the potential problem at hand.

"Blake, I need your help!" begged the Knight. Indeed, if Jaune wanted to win the deal against Weiss, he needed the Ninja's help in tutoring him.

"For what?" she peeked her head into the hallway, to make sure that it wasn't one of Yang's schemes to get her out of her sanctuary. Fortunately for her, it was just Jaune standing in the deserted academy halls.

"I need you to tutor me!"

"...What?"

"I need you to teach me Grimm stu-"

"Ask Weiss, she's in the library." Blake interrupted as she quickly shut the door in from of the Knight. It wasn't because Blake hated Jaune, she actually saw him as a distant friend, but she just wasn't in the mood right now. Why should she spend her free time helping Jaune study, when she could be using it productively reading her romance novel?

And with that, Blake returned to her world of literature.

. . .

"No," I protest, trying to kick him away. I desperately tried to reach my kunai that rested on top of my possessions; my clothes, my dignity.

I couldn't comprehend it, to think that an assassin like me, beaten by some fat slaver - who was now trying to take away my virginity.

I become scared, desperate. I call out his name, hoping that he'll come save me – just like I saved him.

The Slaver stops. "If you continue to struggle, I'll tie your legs and bind your arms. If you continue to scream, I'll gag you as well. Give it up. He won't come –

"Blake!" she heard a familiar voice call out.

She groaned in annoyance at Jaune's tenacity. When was he going to learn that she wasn't interested in becoming his tutor?

Safely keeping the book hidden, Blake marched to the door. "What?" she demanded as she opened the door. Much to the Introvert's surprise, the white Knight was nowhere to be seen. She checked the hallway, but it was pointless – they remained empty.

"Blake! Over here!" The Arc's voice called out, seemingly from across the room.

She turned her head and noticed the open window. "No... There's no way that he would... COULD ever do such a thing," she muttered to herself, creeping towards the window.

Blake became mortified at the sight she became witness to as she peered out of the window. Below her vision, she came face-to-face with Jaune, who was dangling over the ledge. He actually did it – Jaune Arc, the boy who was a self-proclaimed failure, actually climbed his way to her dorm.

"Hey Blake, think you could give me a ha-"

Blake freaked out, punching the blond in the face and ultimately forcing him to fall off the building.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH"

"Oh crap..." she muttered to herself, looking down on a lifeless Jaune Arc lying on the ground.

When Jaune awoke, he found himself lying on a bench just outside the academy. It was strange though, the weather had changed. Instead of a bright sunny sky, the Arc was presented with snow – lots of snow. He looked around, noticing even bizarre imagery: ice sculptures, ice sculptures that all looked like his current crush – Weiss!

He groaned as he tried to get off but somehow failed. It was as if someone was holding him down. Actually, someone WAS holding him down!

"W-Weiss?!" Jaune shrieked in shock, "Wha-What are you wearing?!" Weiss Schnee, a proud and proper girl, currently holding down his shoulder, was wearing nothing more than a short white dress that was a bit too revealing for the blond's opinion. With her cream-like legs exposed so openly for his eyes, Jaune could only let out a gulp as his hormones began to run through his lower region.

"Oh baby, just being near you makes me hot..." she cooed to him as she moved over, now sitting in front of him, closer than ever. "Jaune, I love you, kiss me!"

She slowly leaned in closer, aiming to have her lips lock his, but Jaune hesitantly turned away. For some reason, he knew that this was wrong.

This entire setting was wrong! This – This wasn't the girl he wanted to date! This girl who was about to make love with him wasn't Weiss!

Jaune tried to resist, but his entire body went numb. "No no no no no-"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" he yelled out in the top of his lungs.

"Jaune?!" a feminine voice called out. The Knight turned his head to see Blake holding a peculiar object in her hands.

"Blake?! H-How are you... what are you doi-...is that a body bag?!" Jaune demanded.

"W-What – y-you mean this?! Th-This is just for... cleaning up our room!" the Ninja quickly answered, throwing the Jaune-sized zip-up bag into the nearby closet.

"S-so – how are you feeling Jaune?" Blake asked in a flustered tone.

"Uh...just a little stiff is all," Jaune answered. 'Stiff' was a mere understatement. As of this moment, the blond felt like his entire body had undergone a muscle spasm, locked itself in place, and then proceeded to stop blood circulating in his veins. Jaune let out a groan as he was getting up from – . . .an elevated bed? "Where am I?" He looked around, noticing an arrangement of makeshift bunk beds, boy-band posters, and – on the floor – a variety of female under-

Sweet Monty, he was in RWBY's dorm.

"Ahem." The black-haired girl cleared her throat."Jaune, do you remember anything?"

"Well..." he scratched his head, hoping to recall, "I came over to ask for help, but you said no, so I decided to climb" – suddenly it all came back to him - "Oh my God, you punched me off the building!" he pointed an accusing finger at her.

"Wh-what?! Bu-But that's only because you tried to sneak into the dorm!" her face reddening in embarrassment.

"Only because you wouldn't open the door; the window was the best alternative!"

"That's rape logic and you know it!" Blake protested, "Besides, why me?! Why on Remnant would you want me – some quiet girl – to become your tutor?!" After experiencing the (assumed) death of Jaune, it would only be natural that her emotions, which she usually keeps in check, affect her way of thinking.

"It's because you're smart Blake Belladonna! You're the only friend I know that can actually help me, a failure!" Jaune replied, his composure beginning to break down.

Blake was taken back at what the Knight just told her. Blake had always assumed that Jaune was too proud to admit his faults. After all, his pride was what led to the argument between him and his partner. But the other thing he said that caught her off guard – he called her smart, reliable; someone that he could depend on.

"Jeez, I'm really pathetic aren't I?" He was beginning to tremble, while using all of his willpower to suppress his tears, "To think I, Jaune Arc, would resort to breaking-and-entering. What was I thinking – I'll never be as smart as Weiss..."

"Jaune, what does Weiss have to do with this?" Blake asked as she raised her brow.

"It's just... It's just that I made some stupid deal with Weiss. Heh, thinking that I could get a higher score than her... stupid Jaune...still a failure as always..."

So that's why he wanted her help.

"Sorry Blake, I'll just go –" he was about to leave the room when suddenly Jaune felt a hand over his shoulder.

"I'll do it," she said in a serious tone.

"Y-You wh-what?" the blond questioned.

"I said I'll do it – I'll become your tutor," she gave him a reassuring smile, "I don't exactly know about this deal you made with Weiss – nor do I care – but I think that it would help Weiss grow as a person if someone like you could surpass her."

"You'd do it?! You would really help someone like me?!" Jaune cried out.

"Well, on one condition..." Blake began to walk over to her shelf.

"A-and what would that be?"

"You have to address me as Blake-Sempai when I'm tutoring you." To be fair, Blake found that title to be extremely ridiculous. It was just how the male protagonist addressed the female protagonist in her Ninjas of Love story – and Blake wanted to have some of her fantasy come to life.

"B-But Blake I'm older than you by a few months –"

"What was that?" she gave the Knight a curt stare.

"N-Nothing...Bla-Blake S-Sempai" Jaune answered in defeat.

"Good, then let's begin Jaune." She warmly smiled as she threw a textbook at the teary-eyed Knight.

. . .

"I would like to congratulate a certain student for achieving 100% on this test!" Professor Port addressed to his students.

Ruby was worried about her partner. Weiss had been somewhat distant in regards to her team. During the entire weekend, the heiress had locked herself in their dorm and insisted that they let her study. The Red-cloaked would have understood her partner – if her partner wasn't acting a bit crazy that is.

She turned over to look at Weiss' condition: messy bed hair, trembling body, incoherent mumbling about Jaune's stupidity, and her left eye was twitching. Yep, her partner finally lost it.

Ruby only hoped that once the test results were revealed, Weiss would return to her normal cold self.

"Weiss Schnee, I accommodate you for your academic achievement!" Port declared proudly.

"O-Of c-course! I-I'm W-Weiss Schnee – a-as if th-that d-d-dork could ever beat me! Hah...Hah...Hah..." the heiress muttered to herself. Who needs sleep when you can have the satisfaction of humiliation! Staying awake for three whole nights holed up in the library was definitely worth if it meant proving her superiority over that stupid Arc!

The student sitting beside Weiss immediately shifted away from her as she said this.

Meanwhile, time around Jaune slowed down as he began to undergo a mental breakdown. After his brutal lessons with Blake, the blond just couldn't do it. Jaune Arc had once again failed.

"I would also like to commend another student in this class! A student who has shown remarkable improvement by having the second highest score for the test – someone who even surprised me when I was grading it!" The Professor eagerly announced.

Lie Ren just sat at his seat, enjoying his fresh cup of coffee. Normally, Professor Port would deny his students the right to eat in class; but for Ren, who was one of the top students, an exception was made. It wasn't like Ren abused the privilege, of course, he would only ever bring a drink, and that was only when he had to deal with Nora's morning antics.

So he drank, wondering which B average student finally got on Port's good list.

"Mr. Jaune Arc! In all my years of teaching, never have I seen such hidden potential become unfolded! And for that, I commend you – Bravo Mr. Arc, Bravo!" Port clapped rapidly as an act to celebrate such an unlikely event.

The entire class, surprisingly, clapped too. Even some of them were chanting his name!

Ren immediately spilled his entire beverage onto his desk the moment he heard that name. Jaune Arc?! As in their Jaune Arc?! The Jaune Arc who self-proclaimed that he was a failure?!

Weiss, however, cracked. She didn't, no wouldn't believe that Jaune Arc would actually study that hard to claim her! She wouldn't believe that the entire classroom, except for her, was currently congratulating the blond fool – they should be clapping for her! Where was her cheering crowd?!

It was at that moment that Jaune re-entered the present.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" both the Knight and Heiress wailed in unison. Both were in dismay for completely different reasons. Jaune screamed because he failed, no longer could he pursue Weiss. Weiss screamed because...well you get the idea.

. . .

"So are you two alright?" Blake asked both her friends as they left the classroom.

"I can't believe that I lost the deal – URK" Jaune was immediately cut off by a cold fist to the gut. He lifted his head to witness a furious Weiss, whom still had her fist against his stomach. "W-Weiss?! W-What are...you doing? W-Why?!" Jaune tried to speak the best he could, but he could feel the Heiress' chilling aura freezing his entire respiratory system.

"I WON'T LET YOU BEAT ME JAUNE ARC!" Weiss declared as she ran off.

"Weiss?! Wait for me partner!" Ruby called to her, using her speed semblance to catch up.

Jaune fell to his knees as he felt a hand over his shoulder.

"Aw don't feel so bad Jauney-boy! There are plenty of fish in the ocean! Besides, I'm sure Weiss will let you chase after her in a couple of days!" Yang exclaimed.

"Yang...does that mean that you –"

"Don't kill the mood Jaune. You got to do something really awesome if you want to impress me!" Yang replied. After, she ran, following her little sister.

The Knight thought he was alone until a certain figure, one who wore a bow in her hair, knelt down in front of him.

"So I'll be seeing you at the same time, Jaune?" Blake asked with the same smile.

"Wh-what? But I lost the deal against Weiss! Why would I –"

"Oh, we also had a deal, remember Jaune? You asked me to tutor you until you could surpass Weiss, and I'm keeping my end, so you better do the same."

"Y-yes...Blake Sempai..."Jaune muttered as he collapsed onto the floor – physically, but mostly mentally exhausted.