Here's the new chapter! Hope you enjoy it! And in this chapter, the rift in team NNUL rips open wide! Read, enjoy, and leave a review!
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," muttered Jaune to himself as he was closing down the shop.
"Whats wrong?" asked Ren as he was helping clean the floors. Although it was not in the job description, the fact that Jaune was willing to cook dinner for him was enough for Ren to help out.
"I lost control of my jealousy for a bit and it affected the massage," replied Jaune, muttering more to himself.
"Jealousy...," pondered Ren, quickly going through the list of patients before a light bulb went off in his head, "Oh, was it team RWBY?"
Jaune winced but nodded. Though when Ren tried to delve in deeper, he found a solid wall as Jaune stubbornly refused to tell him what had happened. Seeing that he wouldn't be able to pry as well as being used to Nora's level of stubbornness, he let it go.
The next day went by slowly with a few customers here and there, so Jaune allowed Ren end his shift a little early, cooking him dinner to take home.
Ren arrived at his dorm, taking a deep breath and hoping for the best before opening them.
"Pervert!" shouted Nora as soon as Ren had opened the door to see her and Oreo squabbling.
"How am I the pervert!?" shouted Oreo as he raised his hands in defense.
"You had my bra in your hands!" shouted Nora, "And I know that's my bra because my cup size is one cup bigger than Pyrrha's, and that's my design! Though I bet you were looking for Pyrrha's, weren't you!?"
"You chucked it in the laundry basket," defended Oreo, "I was organizing through it to get my clothes to wash! I don't stoop that low! Plus, you and Pyrrha let Ren through your laundries. Why not me?"
"Because we trust Renny! He won't do anything perverted or use it as masturbation material or smell it," said Nora bluntly, causing Oreo to explode in rage.
"Enough," said Pyrrha, playing the mediator, "It just shows that we need to get different colored baskets for our clothes. One for female clothing and one for male clothing. That, or individual baskets."
"Or we could get one per partner pair," offered Oreo, giving a wink to Pyrrha, "I don't mind washing your clothes."
Pyrrha's face cringed while her nose wrinkled, but she gave a diplomatic reply, "I prefer to wash my own clothes. Due to my sponsors, I need to use a specific brand of detergent for my clothes, ones I am uncomfortable sharing with a male as they are detailed for female use only. The same goes for my Huntress clothing, as they need to be hand washed before being applied with a special oil, again provided by my sponsor for my use only."
Oreo frowned but nodded in 'understanding', but Ren could easily see through that. Oreo just wanted to get his hands on some of Pyrrha's clothing, preferably for himself or to sell online. Popular figures like Pyrrha tended to 'bless' whatever piece of clothing or item, causing the original price of the said item to skyrocket. He had seen Nora skimming on the net to see Spruce Willis's used shirt going for 200 Lien.
"Ren, you're back!" cheered Nora as she noticed Ren, jumping towards him to hug him.
Ren swiftly put his package on to the drawer before taking the hug and impact while still standing. He had been subjected to this type of hug many times and had built up the strength to prevent himself from falling.
"Yes, I am," answered Ren, "And I brought food for the both of us."
"Oooh, is it from your workplace?" asked Nora in excitement, to which Ren nodded.
"Good, let's eat!" said Oreo as he reached over for the box, only to have his hand slapped down by Ren.
"I said for me and Nora, not you," growled Ren angrily.
"Oh c'mon, don't be so stingy," whined Oreo.
"Stingy?" hissed Nora, "Look who's talking, Mr. Don't eat my candy bar, but I can eat anything you guys have."
"I don't do that," denied Oreo.
"Chicken," replied Ren in a frosty tone.
"Hey, I thought Pyrrha made it for me," answered Oreo with an excuse.
"It had my name on it, saying don't eat," said Ren, shattering that flimsy excuse.
"It's not like you needed that food," blustered Oreo, "Look at these muscles!"
He began posing, showcasing his muscles to Ren, "I need all that food. I mean, look at your build. No big muscles like me. You don't lift as much as I do. Plus you two get a bigger allowance, so you guys can afford to give me some well-deserved food for carrying you two on this team with Pyrrha."
A very audible silence spread throughout the room as Oreo finished his statement. Even Team RWBY, who was across the hall, felt chills going down their spines. They stopped what they were doing and exited their room, peeking over to Team NNUL's room, who had their door open.
"What... did you say?" hissed Nora, her hands clenching in anger.
Oreo was aware that he had tactlessly blurted out very offensive words, but he did not want to back down. Before words and possibly hammers could be fire/swung, Pyrrha quickly shut Oreo's mouth with a metal piece lying on the floor.
"Enough," commanded Pyrrha, "Nora, Ren, go ahead and eat. I'll be taking my 'partner' here to the cafeteria to eat as well to have a talk."
Pyrrha left, shifting the metal towards Oreo's neck before dragging him with her with it.
"I think I'm getting through!" whispered Oreo excitedly, "We're finally going on a date!"
"Keep dreaming," sighed Yang as the two of them disappeared around the corner, "I feel bad for Pyrrha, having to deal with that fanboy horndog."
"Even Yang is quieter than him," commented Blake, getting a 'Hey' from Yang.
"And more tactful," added Weiss, causing Yang to pout.
"So what did you get?" asked Ruby curiously, trying to change the subject.
"Braised Pork Belly over white rice, with a side dish of some boiled eggs and veggies," replied Ren, "And yes Nora, you have to eat your veggies."
Nora grumbled as Ren handed the container over to her. She opened it and began to dig in with a spoon that had been provided in the container while Ren picked out his part of the egg and veggies with chopsticks.
"You're not eating more?" asked Weiss curiously.
"I had most of my fill at Jaune's," replied Ren politely before taking a glance at team RWBY just to see a rather amusing sight.
Each one of them was doing their best to cover their drooling expression but doing poorly while staring at the food.
"What was in the cafeteria tonight?" asked Ren with mirth.
"Sweet fried rice," gagged Ruby, "They used sugar instead of salt for some reason. It was disgusting as they didn't even fry the rice enough, and a chef thought to use some broth to enhance the flavor, making it all goopy."
"We're lucky that Ruby and Yang knows how to cook a little," sighed Weiss, "Can't believe Beacon's food is like this. Is every cafeteria at the Academy like this? I know Atlas follows a strict regimen on food, forgoing taste for nutrition, but it ends up being just a pile of goop."
"I believe Shade doesn't have a cafeteria, that the students are either forced to pay for food, buy instant food in bulk, or make it themselves," said Blake.
"Mistral is probably the same as Beacon," mused Ren, "But they didn't have the orphan support like Beacon does. So that's why we chose to come here."
As Nora was finishing up her food and letting out a loud burp, Ruby had an idea.
"Ren, you go to Jaune's place to work right?" asked Ruby desperately, "Is there any way we can pay Jaune to make more food to bring home on Sundays? We're getting desperate to get some good food without having to keep paying for greasy takeouts."
"Yea, the only good food places that aren't high in sodium or msg is in uptown Vale, which is a hassle to get to," begged Yang, "We have our health and figures to consider."
"I can pay for any ingredients he may need," supplied Weiss.
"I want some fish," begged Blake.
"Alright, alright," smirked Ren, "Pyrrha will be heading over to Jaune's after class on Tuesday. You can have her ask then."
"So that's why she rushed out last Tuesday!" exclaimed Ruby, "She was eager to go see Jaune! Not that I can blame her for trying to escape from Oreo."
"Speaking of which, I wonder how they're doing?" chimed Nora as she wiped her mouth. She was still very tempted to smash Oreo's legs.
At the cafeteria, Oreo and Pyrrha sat across each other in stony silence as their food sat in front of them. Both of them had gotten white rice with fried egg and a salad as a side. The 'salad' was comprised of just cleaned lettuce leaf and carrots, with ranch dressing on the side.
"So...," started Oreo, "Our first date, eh?"
"This isn't a date," clarified Pyrrha, hoping to burst that bubble.
"Come on, don't be shy," blustered Oreo, "I knew you'd finally see me. It was fa-"
"ENOUGH!" shouted Pyrrha, slamming her fist on the table to shut him up.
"I'm so-," started Pyrrha before shaking her head, "I'm not sorry about this. You went too far this time Oreo. Nora and Ren have a bigger allowance because they are orphans. They don't have parental support like us. We can't just take what they have."
"But they hold us back," complained Oreo, "Nora gets into trouble with her destructive tendencies, Ren barely does anything. We could petition to get new partners! Or just make it the two of us... just like it was meant to be. Closer than partners, just like-"
Pyrrha was done holding back her temper. She had held it back ever since she first won the Mistral Regional Tournament, defeating opponents much older than her, and becoming a celebrity. Her parents told her to keep her temper in check as to attract more and more sponsors. Everyone loved the humble but invincible girl as she gained more and more fame.
Still, there was some vestige of discipline within her, so instead of socking Oreo in the face, she had the metal piece on her side that she had kept slap Oreo on the face before wrapping it around his mouth.
"I'm tired of repeating myself, so listen carefully," hissed Pyrrha, "I am not interested in you. I have never been and never will. You may be my partner, but I sure as hell didn't choose you. Continue this line of behavior, and I'll petition to Ozpin to have you removed from my team. I don't care if I'm partnerless, or that our team will only have three people and be unable to participate in the Vytal Festival. I consider Nora and Ren closer friend than you. You just plain out annoy me. We will keep a respectable demeanor, and I will work with you, but that's it. No chance in romance will happen at all. Understood?"
When Oreo didn't respond, Pyrrha tightened her grip on his face, causing him to finally nod.
"Good. I'm going to head back first. You can stay here and think about your choices. I expect an apology to Nora and Ren when you come back."
As Pyrrha stood up to leave with her unfinished meal, she glared at Oreo, "And don't think I don't know you were trying to loot my underwear. I'll be putting my laundry in a personal basket, and you have no permission to grab anything from it. If I find something missing, I'm going to assume it's you."
Oreo glared at Pyrrha as she left, the metal on his mouth dropping to the floor.
"That bitch," whispered Oreo in anger, now mentally morphing Pyrrha in his mind from a goddess placed on the pedestal to a bitch that deserved to be punished.
He blinked as he saw Cardin sit across him, taking the seat Pyrrha had vacated.
"What's up?" smirked Cardin as he looked at Oreo.
Cardin had witnessed what had happened and was already plotting out a plan. He was still sore about the punishment, still biased against Faunus, and hated Pyrrha for her fame. He was supposed to be the head honcho here! He, with his father's name in the Council, was supposed to be the popular one! People would flock to him, and begged to be heard out. Instead, all he got was people flocking to Pyrrha, admiring her achievements, or turning their attention to team RWBY, where they had the Schnee heiress as well as the hottest girls. He moaned privately on why the hell those two didn't attend the Academies at their own homeland.
Shaking his head, Cardin focused back at Oreo. Oreo was a guy that would sometimes hang out with them when time permitted, trying to hang out with 'the cool guys'. Cardin found Oreo to be pretty chill, though he didn't like the fact Oreo was a Pyrrha fanboy. Of course, now was a rather big opportunity for him.
"Pyrrha diss you again?" asked Cardin.
"Big time," growled Oreo.
"You wanna get back at her?" asked Cardin with a smirk, "Don't you think miss high and mighty needs to be humbled a bit? Be knocked down a peg?"
"What do you have planned?" inquired Oreo.
"So you're in?"
"Oh yea, bitch and her team need to be knocked down a peg."
"Good, then just follow my orders. I'm going to need some Rapier Wasps if you can get them in a box by Tuesday of next week, not this week. I can't get them due to the dam detentions, but you can get them without anyone noticing. If all goes well, then your team will be going home crying. Though you might teamless, I can always get my old man to have you join my team."
Cardin and Oreo shook hands and left with grins on their face.
Tuesday came along, and Pyrrha was already rushing out to the docks to head into Vale when Weiss intercepted her.
"Hey, I was wondering, but do you want to head to uptown Vale for a full body massage at the newest spa this weekend?" asked Weiss, "Mii Amo opened a branch there recently. They're considered one of the top, if not the number one spa place."
"Err, I'm in a bit of a rush, but why?" asked Pyrrha.
"You seem so tense now," shrugged Weiss, "I figured a full massage with the best masseuse would loosen those shoulders. Having two people work on your body at once would feel like heaven."
What Weiss didn't want to say was that she still wanted to hang out with the most powerful student in Beacon. Sure, she liked her team, but she wouldn't say no to having good connections with Pyrrha. The business side of her also wanted to be able to have Pyrrha promote the Schnee Dust Company products, thus gaining more fame and fortune!
"I'm sure it was rather awkward to have a male touch your body in a rather... intimate manner," continued Weiss.
'Sure, with other males, but not with Jaune,' thought Pyrrha, relishing Jaune's touch as he magically made those knots go away. She had other massages from other locations from her sponsors before, but something about Jaune just made her comfortable.
"Anyways, I contacted the place, and they're willing to give me a freebie massage, along with two other people on Sunday," continued Weiss, "My family supplies quite a bit of their dust equipment, so my family gets to go in without paying, up to at least 5000 Lien monthly. I offered my team to come, but only Yang is willing to come. Ruby doesn't want it, as she has some sort of cookie thing she wants to do as well as studying, and Blake says she doesn't like public upscale places. That, and she offered to study with Ruby."
"Umm, well," hesitated Pyrrha, as she wanted to spend most of her time with Jaune, Ren, and Nora at Jaune's massage clinic.
"Great! I'll see you there!" finished Weiss before Pyrrha could give a full reply and left.
"I hope Jaune doesn't see me going to another spa as a betrayal," moaned Pyrrha as she apparently now had plans on Sunday.
Jaune and Pyrrha had been going through a few sword forms when Jaune decided to pop the question.
"You seem off. Something wrong?" asked Jaune.
Pyrrha hesitated for a bit on answering this seemingly innocent question. She couldn't really tell Jaune her problems, as he wasn't even a student. Not to mention, she didn't want to feel like she was rubbing Academy problems in his face, just to remind him that he didn't make it.
"It's... nothing," said Pyrrha, "Just some minor things."
"Hmm well if you need an ear, I'm always here to listen."
Jaune went through a few more sword swings before making a suggestion.
"How about a shoulder massage?"
"What?" said Pyrrha in surprise.
"You're tense," explained Jaune, "I don't know why, but I would feel guilty if I let you go back all tense when I could help you relax."
Before Pyrrha could protest, Jaune had already placed his sword down, navigated behind Pyrrha who had been sitting and studying her notes and placed his hands on her shoulders. Since Pyrrha was wearing her Huntress gear, her shoulders were bare, allowing Jaune to touch skin.
Pyrrha shivered a bit upon contact, but relaxed as Jaune began to use his thumb to press in, making some circles around her trapezius muscles.
"Geez you have knots again," chuckled Jaune good-naturedly as Pyrrha began to melt under constant contact.
"Not... my fault," moaned Pyrrha as she unconsciously leaned back on the chair. She took off the gorget when Jaune asked her if she wanted him to do the neck.
Jaune's hand slowly went up towards her neck, gently massaging it while admiring her red hair when he gently surged some Aura into his hands.
It was there that Pyrrha gave the loudest moan that she didn't think was possible
"MMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM~~~~ "
Jaune blinked while Pyrrha blushed, clasping her hands over her mouth. They had been on the rooftop of Jaune's house when Pyrrha made that loud sexual moan, causing silence to unfold. Even the people who had been walking past Jaune's house looked up to the roof to see what was going on.
An old person raised up his thumb towards the roof with a wink and said, "That is someone who knows how to satisfy another."
"That was... loud," stated Jaune to Pyrrha's embarrassment.
"What did you do?" asked Pyrrha, mortified by what had happened.
"I used some Aura," replied Jaune, "Read a book about it, and how it could be applied on sore muscles."
"That's dangerous," gasped Pyrrha, "We don't use our own Aura to try to heal our own muscles! It-"
"Yes, yes, I know, dangerous risks," interrupted Jaune, "But that's with your own Aura. Have you wondered what happens if somebody else transfers Aura to you?"
Pyrrha hesitated for a second before replying, "I'm... not too sure. Aura research is still far from understanding everything. But it can't be good."
"Well when I infused my Aura into you, you instantly loosened up. That allowed me to tackle the knots that you had building up your neck. You feel better, yes?"
Pyrrha rotated her head and nodded, but she was still worried.
"If you feel like there's a problem, just come back," added Jaune, "I'll give you a full body massage at no charge."
"Alright, I trust you," sighed Pyrrha before she started to cross her legs and act shyly, "Is this the first time doing this? Am I the first?"
"Actually I did it on Blake," answered Jaune, not seeing Pyrrha's facial expression collapse, "So far, Ren tells me she hasn't had any problems with her back. In fact, she recently gave me a thank you gift. Though I think she was trying to convey to me something else."
Jaune flipped through his phone to reveal a giant tuna fish that had been sent to him earlier that day. On the message was a thank you note from Blake, telling him that the massage he gave her was much needed.
"Hmm it's already almost six," noted Jaune, watching his Scroll, "Why don't we call it early tonight?"
"Really? This early?" asked Pyrrha, as they usually ended roughly around ten.
"Yea, I wanna cook this baby up while it's still fresh," grinned Jaune, "And... err I was hoping you'd help me."
Pyrrha blink before giving out another smile that all her photo shoot smiles to shame, "I'd love to!"
"Great!" cheered Jaune, "I was hoping you know some Mistrilian dishes. I'm more familiar with Vale and some of the more southern Anima cuisines. Plus, I've never really actually prep such a fish from the beginning."
"It's really not that complicated," smiled Pyrrha. She felt happy that Jaune treated her not as the famous celebrity, but rather a friend. It was something she wanted to hold on to.
Jaune found out that Pyrrha, as talented as she was in her studies and weapons, had no talent in cooking, which he found hilarious. The two of them had been preparing other materials when Jaune asked her to saute the iceberg lettuce. Instead of peeling or cutting off leaves to put into a pan, she had placed the whole thing in without oil. Pyrrha began to apologize when Jaune almost panicked and quickly fished it out. Instead, he had her cut the tuna into exact proportions that he wanted after he grilled it quickly and descaled it. It was a task she could easily do, wielding a xiphos for so long that she could make cuts accurately to the description.
When she finished cutting the tuna layer by layer until there were only bones and the head, and was ready to dispose of them when Jaune stopped her.
"Hold up, there's a recent recipe that I read that I wanna try out," said Jaune, "If you can, cut all of the bones and the fish head into the smallest pieces."
Puzzled, Pyrrha followed the order as Jaune began to cut the tuna layer in a slanted cut.
"Why slanted?" asked Pyrrha as she cut the tuna bones, "Wouldn't going straight down be easier?"
"You ruin the flavor," replied Jaune, "I'm not too sure about the science behind it, but I have compared tastes based on cut. I'm making these into sashimi pieces."
As Pyrrha finished cutting the head and bones, Jaune was already making tuna steaks with the saute lettuces. He then took the leftovers and had them pulverized into a paste with the guts, adding bits and pieces of the leftover vegetable bits.
"Season the fish how you want," said Jaune, "I'll be watching you just in case."
Slightly blushing, she began to season them with some Mistralian spices Jaune had managed to buy earlier. Every now and then, Jaune would stop her, saying that it would be too much, or teach her how to flip the tuna in the pan.
Soon, they had used up all the fish and a few other ingredients to make a tuna dinner. It took them roughly four hours to finish and clean. By that time, it was already time for Pyrrha to go back to Beacon.
"That was fun," smiled Pyrrha as they went downstairs, carrying several boxes of to go containers in a bag. Each container had a variety of dishes they had made together.
"And I hope you'll enjoy it," nodded Jaune, looking forward to eating his dishes.
As Pyrrha was about to leave, she noticed some sauce on his face. She leaned forward and wiped the sauce off his face with a smile, telling him that he should be careful.
Unfortunately, a certain boy with a mohawk had been walking by and saw this scene. The angle that he saw it looked like Pyrrha was kissing him on the cheek, very close to the lips. He snapped a photo and quickly ran away.
Pyrrha arrived back at Beacon and made a quick stop to team RWBY's room, knocking on the door. A second later, Blake's head popped out from the room.
"Where's the rest of your team?" asked Pyrrha.
"They're all at the library studying for a project," replied Blake, "Yang and Ruby procrastinated, and so Weiss is helping them out. I'm guessing it's the same with Nora and Ren?"
Pyrrha giggled before holding up the containers, "Jaune made use of the tuna fish you gave him. Do you want to eat together in the cafeteria or outside? He made enough for the both of us."
Pyrrha didn't even get a verbal response as Blake suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged her out to the courtyards to the more private area. She didn't want to eat in the cafeteria as she didn't want the cooks to get angry, nor have other students jealous and ask where they got the food and ask for a share.
As soon as they sat on the ground, Blake slowly opened the container and gazed in awe at the dishes, as if a light was beaming out of the container. There were tuna pieces, both raw and cooked, a tuna salad, some rice, and tuna balls in each container.
"Cheers," smiled Pyrrha as she began to dig in.
Blake smiled and gave the same gesture as the two of them began to eat.
'What a perfect day after that disaster,' sighed Pyrrha as she enjoyed the food, 'I'll ask Blake about that full body massage with Aura later.'
She did not know what was waiting for her later in the week, though.
Some people may think I like to bash Cardin a lot. Shrugs and points to my other story Jaune Ryu-Long. I made him a nice character in that didn't I? But the problem is without Jaune, Cardin is likely to lash out on anyone else. Cardin most likely chose Jaune because of how unlikely Jaune is going to retaliate. But without the patience of someone like him... well Cardin may be in over his head.
As for Oreo, face it, we've all been tactless to the point we regret it but don't wanna show it. Will he be redeemed? Hell if I know, I'm winging this most of the time hahaha. Seriously, that's up to debate to myself.
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