A/N: And here's the second chapter! Surprised ya didn't I, telling y'all I wouldn't update this weekly. Well, I did. Even if this is gonna destroy me XD jk. Mayhaps I'll keep doing this, mayhaps not. IDK I really enjoyed writing this chapter.
On the other hand, I'm sure some of you guys are wondering about the finer details of the fanfic, like "how does everyone suddenly act OOC and shouldn't they react like they were still the same gender and why is Jaune suddenly attracted to guys?!"
Well, those are all very good questions that I'm sure will or will not be answered in the near future.
Depending on my mood. You could always assume that this is just a very humor based fic, so anything that makes me laugh… will be added regardless of logic XD. Sure let's go with that.
:D
'Nyways, Onwards!
Jaune wasn't exactly sure what was going on with him.
He was straight wasn't he?
So why was it that he… or she was blushing at every display of bare skin Pyrrha or Yang was showing?
Shouldn't she still be straight? Or now that she was a girl, shouldn't she be gay?
Jaune gave a low whine of frustration, a headache approaching and pinching her between the brow.
Both Team RWBY and JNPR were back in at ground zero of the incident, as Jaune liked to call it, and trying to gather enough dust to send back to Professor Goodwitch and Ozpin. It was pretty difficult, seeing as how so much Dust had been blown around in the practice room and they weren't altogether sure how to differentiate between the life-changing ones from the life-taking ones.
Yang finally gave a scream of frustration and threw his dustpan at the nearest wall, hands clutching his head.
"This is impossible!" Yang ground out. With a hand still on his face, Yang sighed and headed out the door. "I'm going to bed." Yang muttered.
Everyone stopped what they were doing to see Yang stomp out the doorway, feeling the sheer frustration that he was feeling as well. Blake set her equipment down gently and stood up.
"I'll go talk to Yang." Blake said quietly before hurrying out the room as well. At that point everyone else decided that they had tried their hardest as well and sat down, resigned—for the moment—to giving up on recovering the strange Dust.
Jaune sat down cross-legged, thinking quietly about the transformation. The Dust is a complete unknown to everybody they've approached. They weren't sure what it did besides turn everyone it touched into the opposite gender. Who knows what else it could do? Without that research, for all they knew, the Dust could turn them back to normal after a few weeks.
Or it could kill them.
On that pleasant thought, Jaune picked herself up and brushed off the literal Dust that had stuck onto her jeans and hoodie. The whole day had been exhausting to Jaune, with the chasing of Nora as well as the freak out. Jaune felt sticky, and spending an hour or two on the ground trying to scrounge up Dust didn't help her feel any bit cleaner.
"I think I need to take a shower." Pyrrha said idly, picking some of his bangs and staring intently at them with a frown. "I feel so dirty."
Jaune nodded absentmindedly. A shower would be a good idea. Something to get Jaune feeling a little cleaner would be a start. She'd need to take a shower—.
Jaune's eyes widened.
"Oh no." Jaune said quietly. Pyrrha looked at Jaune in concern, seeing her frozen there.
"Are you alright Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, resting a hand on her shoulder. Jaune turned her head to meet Pyrrha's eyes.
"I have to take a shower." Jaune said mechanically. Pyrrha nodded her head, not quite understanding the level of distress Jaune was showing. Jaune shook her head.
"You don't get it Pyrrha. I. Have. To. Take. A. Shower." Jaune emphasized slowly, then paused. "Naked." She added, just in case Pyrrha didn't understand. Again Pyrrha nodded without really understanding the implications.
"Yes Jaune, I'm not sure there is any other way of showering." Pyrrha said helpfully. Jaune just groaned and rested her head in her hands, wondering who could be so clueless. Ren rested her hand on Pyrrha.
"I think what Jaune is trying to say is that he—she is uncomfortable bathing in the female form." Ren said quietly. Pyrrha's mouth opened in sudden understanding with a quiet "oh". Pyrrha rubbed the back of his neck in brief embarrassment.
"Well, why don't we just take a shower together then?" Pyrrha asked innocently.
Both teams froze and turned to stare at Pyrrha, who was oblivious to their incredulous stares. Jaune sputtered and flushed bright red, slowly sinking to her knees.
"W-why would that help?" Jaune asked weakly. Pyrrha's forehead crinkled.
"Well, I'm a girl, and—"
"But you aren't anymore." Jaune cut in, pointing out the huge hole in whatever logic Pyrrha was going to try and throw at her. Pyrrha waved her hands in dismissal.
"Yes, but we're both in the same boat, so it's not like we're doing anything wrong." Pyrrha insisted. Jaune slashed the air with his hand, trying to get Pyrrha to stop talking completely before her brain overloaded with images of them taking a shower together.
No. Bad Jaune, bad.
"We're are doing so much wrong. Very much so." Jaune said quickly. Pyrrha just frowned.
"Well, then Ren could accompany you." Pyrrha said, happy with the solution. Again Jaune sputtered, this time along with Ren whose hand snapped away from Pyrrha's shoulders in surprise.
"What?" Jaune shrieked, her voice cracking. Ren looked at Pyrrha carefully, wondering where he was going with this. Pyrrha shrugged nonchalantly.
"Well, Jaune and Ren used to be guys. And now they're not. So, if they take a shower together, then problem solved!" Pyrrha declared, clapping her hands together in satisfaction. Jaune and Ren just stared at him, wondering what had happened to the clear-headed Pyrrha, and who replaced him with a near Nora-like alien with the obliviousness of a full Jaune.
"I… uh. I don't think that'll solve anything." Jaune said finally. "Seeing as how I'm trying to avoid seeing a female body."
At this point Pyrrha was getting frustrated. Jaune didn't normally object this much to Pyrrha's ideas. I mean, they were sound ideas weren't they?
"Does it really matter?" Pyrrha asked angrily, dragging his hands across his hair to drag the bangs back in place. "It's your body after all, shouldn't you just get used to it?" Jaune flapped her mouth like a fish, trying to find the right words.
"Well, yes, but—but I just don't want to, okay?" Jaune said in exasperation, still flustered at Pyrrha's unusual behavior. Pyrrha just kept her frown.
"Well then, how are you going to take a shower then?" Pyyrha asked. Team RWBY and Team JNPR watched Jaune as she glanced to the side nervously, the cogs in her head turning to try and find a suitable solution.
"B-blindfold!" Jaune declared. "I'll use a blindfold while I'm taking a shower." Jaune nodded confidently, happy that she found, to her, what was a good answer.
"A blindfold?" Blake asked in a dubious tone. "Are you sure that'll work?"
Jaune just nodded, locking that answer in her mind. Why didn't she think of that sooner? With that in mind, Jaune stood up and walked out the room, heading to Team JNPR's room for a change of clothes.
The NPR of the team glanced at each other in worry. They had a feeling that everything would not go as swimmingly as Jaune had tried to convince herself of. With that thought in their heads, they headed out as well, following Jaune to make sure that they could reduce the amount of damage that might be done.
When they arrived at the room, they saw Jaune holding up his boxers in careful examination. As they entered she set down the underwear and looked up at them, frowning.
"I'm not going to have to wear anything besides my old clothes, right?" Jaune said worriedly. They were quick to reassure her..
"Of course not Jaune. You wouldn't be you without your usual state of dress." Pyrrha said hurriedly.
"You don't need to change your clothing, as you will not need to change yourself, Jaune." Ren replied.
"I think you'd look hot in a dress." Nora said slowly, licking his lips. Jaune froze, not sure if Nora was being serious or not, her face flushing intensely. Ren cast an annoyed glare at Nora, who turned to smile innocently at her.
Jaune shook off the momentary shock and pulled out a small towel, folding it neatly and tying it around her head, making sure that it was secure. With a confident nod she stood up and headed towards the bathroom doors.
Or she would have, instead slamming her forehead onto the side of the doorframe and falling backwards onto the floor. Jaune groaned in pain while Pyrrha rushed up to the body lying prone.
"Are you alright Jaune?" Pyrrha asked anxiously, checking to make sure that Jaune wasn't bleeding.
"Yeah, fine." Jaune wheezed out, slowly taking off the blindfold. "Maybe I should wait until after I get into the bathroom before I put the blindfold on."
Ren gave a small smile. "That would be best."
With another groan, Jaune heaved herself up and walked into the bathroom a little more carefully, shutting the door behind her.
After doing so, Jaune leaned back against the door and gave a small sigh, the back of her head resting on the door.
"Okay," Jaune said softly, trying to give herself some confidence. "You can do this Jaune. You are a strong, independent Hunter—er, Huntress, and can totally take a shower blind."
With a quick nod, Jaune donned the blindfold on and quickly stripped out of her clothes, gingerly feeling her way into the shower and turning it on. As the water hit her head and shoulders, Jaune sighed in relief as the heat loosened the knots that had accumulated during the day.
Jaune started to feel for the shampoo, and started to wash her hair, moaning at the feeling.
She lowered her hands and fumbled to find the body wash and squirted some of it onto her hands, lathering herself up with a little hum. She shivered and yelped a little as she grazed over more of her sensitive spots and paused before continuing to clean herself up.
Pyrrha, on the other hand, was pressed up against the door, the blush on his face prominent as he listened to Jaune taking a shower.
A loud sigh echoed inside the bathroom before the showerhead turned off. Pyrrha scrambled backwards and settled onto his knees, waiting patiently for Jaune to appear, trying to fight the blush off of his face.
The door opened and steam poured out, revealing a Jaune clad in boxers and a t-shirt, slowly toweling off her shoulder-length hair. Her face was still a little red, although Pyrrha wasn't sure if that was because of the heat or… something else. All he knew was that Jaune looked suspiciously satisfied and Pyrrha was having a very hard time sitting still.
Jaune grinned at Pyrrha and gave a languid stretch, her shirt riding up just a little to show a hint of stomach.
Pyrrha was having a very hard time at this point. He gulped nervously and averted his eyes.
"I think I'm going to take a shower as well." Pyrrha said hastily, standing up and gathering his clothes. There was a little more trouble with Pyrrha, as a guy really has a hard time pulling off wearing a skirt. In the end Pyrrha managed to find a pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt. Briefly debating wearing anything underneath, Pyrrha decided not to, for comfort's sake and headed to the bathroom.
Jaune kept watching Pyrrha as he entered the bathroom and shut the door. There was a momentary quiet before the door opened again, Pyrrha's face redder than her hair.
"M-maybe I will require a blindfold as well." Pyrrha stuttered.
A/N: What'd y'all think? I think my goal for this chapter would be to sexually confuse as many people as possible… I don't know if that worked or not though. XD
On that note, I will regret to tell you that I will not be updating GB next week, instead uploading another chapter for AIS. If you want the full reason why, I'll be explaining that on Monday.