A/N: Damn, I need to write more of crazy Jaune, 'cause my reviews fricken' blew up after I posted that chapter! Thanks lots for the reviews guys, I really appreciate it!
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Hello: Yeah it might not have went through. Although sometimes I might miss a review, especially because with guest reviews I CAN'T REPLY TO THEM RIGHT AWAY. But you know, whatever. Lul, thanks!
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"So, what's the plan now Pyr?"
After spending a little time freaking out and thinking that Jaune was going to figure out that Pyrrha was hiding out here and tear Yang a new one, Yang was finally able to calm down.
After barring the door and welding it shut with her semblance.
Even though the room was now technically safe, Pyrrha kept sitting underneath the desk, the table bringing a false comfort similar to doing the same thing when a tornado hits.
"I… don't know." Pyrrha confessed, shrugging his shoulders a little. Yang waved the measly excuse aside.
"Come on man, you have to think of something! I mean, think! What comforted you when you were on your period?"
Pyrrha furrowed his brow as he tried to think of those days before being a guy.
It was surprisingly hard actually. In fact, it was damn near impossible.
What…?
"I… don't remember." Pyrrha said, his expression astounded at the fact. Yang looked confused at the admission.
"What do you mean you don't remember? It wasn't that long ago." Yang rebuffed, assuming that Pyrrha was just joking around, which was soon disappeared when a worried frown appeared on Pyrrha's face.
"No Yang I'm serious… I can't remember when I've last had a period!" Yang looked at the boy a little dumbfounded.
"Well… that's not… good. Right?" Pyrrha glared at the girl, almost snarling.
"Of course that's not good you idiot!"
Yang held up her hands, eyes wide at the sudden aggression. "Wha-hoh, no need to be so angry about it. I'd tell you to get off your period but…" Again Pyrrha glared at Yang, as if trying to burn a hole through it. Yang winced a little, having the slightest bit of grace to look a little sheepish.
"O-kay, maybe that joke was a little too tasteless." Yang admitted, rubbing her arm. Pyrrha had to take a deep breath in to calm himself. Even if that was a poorly timed joke, Pyrrha didn't tend to react so violently.
What is wrong with me today?
Shaking his head, Pyrrha tried to focus. "Never mind that. You're a girl. You tell me what you would do on your period." Yang decided not to continue to comment on Pyrrha's lack of memory.
"Well. Me? I think I would probably punch things until I felt better." Yang said, shrugging her shoulders and settling down on her bed.
"Of… course you would." Pyrrha deadpanned, berating herself for not expecting an answer like that. Yang grinned.
"Hey, I'm a special type of girl. I've got a feeling Jaune's not going to appreciate punching things 'till she drops. Unless it was, you know, hitting that ass." Yang said, winking at Pyrrha, who blanched a little.
"Well, er uh." Pyrrha stuttered, not knowing what to say. On one hand, Pyrrha would be overjoyed at sharing a bed with Jaune finally. On the other hand…
Scary Jaune is scary.
"Well, other than that, I don't think I've got anything else to tell you about. Give her food?" Yang suggested helpfully. Pyrrha was starting to adopt a cross look again.
"Don't you think I've already tried that? I pulled out everything in Nora's emergency sweets drawer and Jaune still hasn't calmed down."
Yang blinked, a little confused.
"Wait, okay. First off, why on Remnant would Nora need an emergency sweets drawer?" Yang asked incredulously. It was Pyrrha's turn to shrug now.
"I don't know. All I know is that the moment she opens that drawer, Ren seems to run out of the room." Yang nodded thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I can see that. Second off though, why would you think that giving Jaune sweets would help him calm down?"
Pyrrha opened his mouth.
And closed it again.
"Huh. That wasn't my brightest idea." Pyrrha muttered to herself, before Yang facepalmed.
"And to think I thought you were the smartest person on that team." Yang said in exasperation.
"Oh shut up." Pyrrha said, drawing himself in again. The room fell silent as neither Yang nor Pyrrha spoke, simply thinking about their teammates.
"Actually, I was wondering, how does Blake and Weiss deal with their long hair as guys?" Pyrrha spoke up, the question popping into the forefront of his mind. Yang nodded excitedly, happy to talk about her two suffering team members.
"Well, Blake's hair isn't that long. And he actually looks really good with long hair, you know? Like one of those models. With long hair." Great description, Pyrrha wanted to say sarcastically, but opted to keep his mouth shut. "Weiss has it in a ponytail like before but in a… I dunno, manlier style? It seems like a regal thingy for all I know."
"Oh. So it's not like in a bun or anything?" Pyrrha asked, fingering his own hair, which had shrunk like Yang's had when they transformed. Yang tilted her head a little in question.
"You mean like… a man-bun?"
"Yeah." Pyrrha said, nodding. The two of them imagined Weiss with a man-bun briefly before the they shuddered, quickly coming to a silent consensus that he wouldn't have looked good with a man-bun.
No one did.
"Why're you asking anyways?" Yang asked, curious to what Pyrrha's thought process was right at the moment. The Amazon shrugged, twirling one of his longer locks around his fingers.
"I don't know. My hair is getting longer, and I don't know if I want to keep growing it out or cut it back to a more manageable length."
"You're planning that far from now?" Yang asked, making Pyrrha pause in question.
"W-well." Pyrrha stuttered out, not having an answer for Yang's question. The answer that eluded Pyrrha however, was quite clear to Yang, which was evident by the expression on her face.
"You're planning to stay as a guy!" Yang said, gaping. Pyrrha flushed a little, denying vehemently.
"That's not the case! I just… I just don't mind being a guy all that much. Anymore."
"Uh huh." Yang said, drawing the words out, making it clear that she highly doubted that. Pyrrha fell silent, looking as his hands. They were bigger than they were before the transformation, which made sense. They seemed rougher and looked a little stronger… and somehow, Pyrrha felt that they suited him more than when he was a girl before.
"I don't know." Pyrrha finally whispered, admitting to Yang and herself that the answer wasn't all that clear cut anymore.
What did he want? To be a girl again? Or stay as a boy?
Pyrrha's thought process was interrupted as a slow knocking rang through the room. Both heads turned to the sealed door, wondering who was there.
"…" Complete silence rang out, the only thing being heard was their breathing, and quite possibly the beating of their hearts.
Again, the rapping started, a hand banging against the door three times.
"Y—yeah?" Yang stuttered out, a swirling darkness forming inside of her belly. Again a drawn out silence happened before a voice was heard, quite clearly through the door.
"Where is my Pyrrha? Where is he?"
Sweat started to form on the two of them as Pyrrha gestured frantically for Yang to answer.
"I—I have no idea—I mean, didn't we talk about this already? Uh, um, he's still not here." Yang replied shakily.
Another pause.
An audible sigh could be heard.
"Oh that's unfortunate. I was going to tell him that his headpiece was fixed now, and I was going to give it to him." Yang's eyebrows crinkled a little as she turned to look at Pyrrha, who was clearly wearing the headpiece.
"Headpiece? What're you talking about? Pyrrha has his headpiece—" Yang's eyes widened as she finally realized that Jaune was baiting for an answer. The door frame started to shake before being completely bent inwards, flying into the room.
"You LIAR!" Jaune howled, eyes flashing and hair flying as she leapt towards Yang.
Pyrrha and Yang couldn't help but cling onto each other, screaming in fright.