Before we begin, I know it wasn't actually the weekend before I started posting. But it turns out the ship Wi-Fi is letting me update stuff. So here we go.

Let's roll.

The Calm Before the Storm

"You're being awfully calm about this..." I stated after a few tense moments.

I could still feel Blake's kiss on my lips.

"So I am, " the catgirl conceded. I could feel one of her hands soothingly rubbing circles into my chest while the other played with my hair.

I didn't need night vision to know she was smiling at me.

I could practically hear it in her purring.

I wish this was a prank, but somehow, deep in my gut, I knew it wasn't.

"So you're not mad?" I asked. The confusion was evident in my voice as my friend continued her ministrations.

She chuckled, clearly savoring a memory I did NOT have. "Why would I be mad? We had such a wonderful time together last night..."

I shuddered when she emphasized 'wonderful' in what I could only describe as a downright sultry tone. I was almost too nervous to ask what she meant by that.

"Hmmm... You really don't remember? After everything we did?" She almost sounded hurt.

Oh dear Dust I goofed big time. She's gonna kill me now.

"In that case... How about we give you something to remember?" Her tone was playful again as her hand migrated south of my chest and trailed towards my...

"Okay! I get the picture!" I desperately cried as I shot out of the bed from beneath the still amorous kitty. And now I was within reach of the light switch.

Oh crap. I forgot that Blake can see in the dark and was now privy to my fully uncovered figure. I could feel my face turn redder than Ruby's cape.

Oh well. Nothing for it. Covering my eyes with one hand, I turned on the lights with the other after turning around to save at least SOME of whatever was left of my dignity.

And to give Blake her privacy.

"Come on Jaune... It's okay if you see me... Fair's fair, I got to see you after all." Blake chided.

I was nothing if not stubborn.

"That doesn't change anything! You shouldn't be this chill about something so serious! We... We... I can't even say it for crying out loud!" I pleaded.

I really am the worst. I was starting to feel sick with disgust towards myself. How could I do that to her? She's my friend and I went and...

"We what? Fucked? Had sex? Made love?" She asked as I heard her get up.

"Made love!? Blake! We got drunk!" I was so shocked at her choice of words. I turned around and saw Blake in all her glory.

Before I got caught up in admiring her creamy, curvy, and wholly nude form, I averted my eyes with my other hand when I saw it.

A small band of gold around my ring finger.

"It would seem we also got married..." I heard my... What is she to me now?

With great care, I avoided looking at Blake herself and instead focused on the paper in her hands.

I also noted a similar ring with a gorgeous blue diamond on her hand as she held the paper up to me.

'This certifies that under the maritime authority of Captain Patrick Port, that Jaune Arc And Blake Belladonna are hereby wedded under the names Jaune Miles Arc and Blake Belladonna Arc.'

And at the bottom of the certificate, were three signatures. Mine, Blake's and what could only be our esteemed Captain's signing off on the legitimacy of the damn paper.

Yep.

We're married...

I sank back down onto the bed.

I didn't even know how to process this... What happens next?

How will we go back to normal after this?

Can we go back to normal?

Was Captain Port in any way related to our Professor?

I didn't even notice as Blake sat next to me a began snaking her arm over my shoulders when I jumped up with vigor as an idea sprang into my mind!

I grabbed the certificate off the desk where Blake had place it.

"The Captain! We can get this back to him, and have the marriage annulled!" I excitedly exclaimed.

A chance to fix this and get started on the path to making things right with Blake!

Speaking of, I turned towards her only to see her making The Face.

You know the one...

"Okay, what's with that look?" I ask.

"What look?" Is she really doing this?

"The kind like you know you need to say something, but you don't know how to and maybe you sorta feel bad look..." I answer.

"I don't know if that will work..." Blake sighed.

"Huh? Of course it will! We just need to go to Captain Port and tell him we didn't really want to get married and we can put this whole thing behind us!" I explained.

Blake grimaced and her ears began to droop. "Are you saying you don't... Like me?"

Oh.

Oooohhhh...

I gotta salvage this.

"Oh, Blake I'm sorry... Of course I like you! We're friends! That's why I want to... Fix... This..."

Her ears drooped even further, despite that sad, awkward smile she was trying to wear.

Oh crap...

"Jaune... According to international and maritime law, we can't split unless we both actually want to..." Blake explained.

"Oh... Does this mean..." Oh jeez, not only has this morning been awkwardly terrible, but terribly awkward as well.

"Yes, Jaune. I love you." Blake nodded.

"I... Um... Well... I don't know what to say... Umm... Since when?" I asked. I truly had no idea where to go from here...

"Ever since I saw you save that boy before initiation..." She answered.

"Really? You saw that?" I asked.

Blake nodded again. This time with a more bashful look. "Yeah."

I was touched. I really was. But I didn't feel the same. As far as I was aware and up until recently, my feelings for Blake didn't extend anywhere beyond friendship.

But seeing the look on her face I couldn't help but feel something. It wasn't love, not in that sense, but something. So even if I couldn't say I felt the same, I could cut her some slack.

Who knows? Maybe someday down the line, I'll start to see her that way too.

"Alright... If you're sure about this, I'll try to make this work and meet you in the middle if you do the same."

Her face lit up like Yule came early.

"Really?!?"

"Really."

That was when she practically jumped into my lap and went for a near Nora level hug. And subsequently reminding me of our nakedness.

We should really get dressed after this talk.

"Oh thank goodness!" Blake was clearly relieved.

"What? Don't tell me there was some sort of faunus thing about how there's no such thing as div-" I was cut off by Blake pulling back and shooting me a glare.

"There is, actually..." She stated, and upon seeing my next question, "We just don't believe in it in my family."

"The tradition? Or di-" She cut me off again.

"The second."

Well that answers that. Which reminds me...

"Aren't we visiting Kuo Kuana tomorrow?"

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