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"So... are YOU a clone?"

"Count the tails." Naruto deadpanned as Ruby poked his face over and over again. In the end, he explained what his semblence was to Team RWBY and JNPR so that they could understand that the version of him they saw was just a blown out portion of his personality. The part of him that enjoyed fighting. "Also, I'm a balanced person. If I was a clone, then I would have like one personality trait and it would be pushed to the extreme."

"Yeah."

"Oof." Yang winced when she saw the bandaged up Yor, who was completely bandaged underneath her uniform. Yor was still walking around like normal, but pretty much all of her bones were cracked, and she had been really beaten up. Unlike Naruto, who didn't have his original body suffer any wounds, Yor had her body suffer everything that happened during that spar from hell. "Think you'll be healed by the dance?" Yang asked Yor.

"Dance?"

"Oh, Coco's team left for a mission, so the school dance is being left to Team RWBY to plan. We're going to be doing a theme and doing all the work for it... isn't that right Weiss, fog machines."

"Fog machines... the hell is a fog machine?" Trevor walked up to the lunch table at that moment with Illya throwing apples at the back of his head, and she had a large basket of apples to throw. She was blushing and seemed to be upset about something. Trevor sat down next to Naruto, and an apple bounced off Trevor and smacked Naruto.

Illya kept throwing apples, and they kept bouncing off of Trevor and then bouncing off of Naruto as well, but he ignored them.

"It is a machine that makes fog."

"I know what a fog machine is, I want to know why they are needed at the dance... also, dancing is for dweebs. Naruto, guys night during the dance... you me..." Trevor looked around the table, and saw no other guys sitting there. Ren and Jaune were sitting at another table with their team. "... you and me... damn, we're surrounded by a ton of women." Trevor stated.

He was getting glared at by even Yor this time.

"... Or... we could go to the dance, because it seems the girls in our team want us to go."

"Naruto... I'm hated by half of the women in the school, we both know I can't find a dance partner." Trevor deadpanned at Naruto, and he revealed the real reason he didn't want to go to the dance with that. He got Team RWBY giggling at his admission, though in some cases the giggling was much more mean spirited.

Weiss was just glaring at Illya throwing apples.

"Yor, you mind going with Trevor as his dance partner?" Naruto asked Yor.

"I wouldn't mind at all, I'm sure it will be fun!" Yor was just a nice woman like that. She smiled underneath her bandaged face at Trevor, who nodded his head in acceptance. Trevor looked between Naruto and Yor, and he was a little surprised that Yor and Naruto weren't going together. He would have expected them after the entire fight thing. "Naruto... can you help me change my bandages this time... after Illya helped, she drew a picture on my belly." Yor stood up slowly.

She was using crutches to walk.

It was a great improvement over the wheel chair she was using 3 days ago to get around, her aura was helping speed up the healing process a bit, and Yor was very durable.

-Later that Night-

"OWIE!"

"Shush, you only have yourself to blame, you could have surrendered at any time." Naruto was behind a naked Yor as she covered her chest with her hand. Her body was covered in bruises, and Naruto was smearing an ointment on her back and shoulders before he would change the bandages.

Yor cried tears for sympathy.

"Yeah, but your clone could have... owie..."

"No, my clothes have no instinct to preserve their lives, and the Fighting Clone would rather die than surrender... still, on a different subject, thanks for taking Trevor to the dance." Naruto changed the subject, since Yor was just being dramatic about the pain. It was well within what she could handle.

"So who will you go with?" Yor asked.

Naruto deadpanned.

"Oh, I was thinking of asking my harem of awaiting ladies who want to... seriously, I'm going to go with Illya so that she doesn't blackmail whoever I think of asking to reject me." Naruto started off with one answer, before he dropped all of that and gave the real answer. In all honesty, Illya was going to just make life a living hell for anyone that Naruto went with that wasn't Yor.

Illya, for all intents and purposes, just didn't have any beef with Yor, since Yor by her very nature was too easy to get along with.

Yor was, 80% of the time, a pure and wholesome person of an unproblematic nature.

"You have a harem?"

"Oh, just a huge harem... lets see, there is all of Team RWBY, and half of Team JNPR... and lets not forget... I'm being sarcastic Yor." Naruto deadpanned when Yor completely missed his sarcasm about the harem comment. He was a bit dense, but he wasn't an idiot. He was going to have to ask Illya to the dance, or else she would unleash hell until he did ask her.

...

"Lift your arms."

"But my boobs will show."

"Yor, do you know how many time's I've seen your boobs from living with you... raise your arms so I can wrap your bandages." Naruto didn't have the patience for her to try and act shy. Yor nodded her head with a pout, but she obeyed and lifted up her arms.

It wasn't like he could see them anyway, since her back was to him.

"Naruto... you only have 8 tails."

"I can't leave Illya unsupervised at any given time, so whenever I'm not around her, I always have a clone nearby her... right now the part of my personality missing is my patience." Naruto was a patient person at times, and that part of his personality went to making the clone that was watching Illya.

"Aren't you worried you'll make a clone out of a really important thing... like love?"

"The Love Clone is a bit of a man whore, so if it ever looked like I was summoning him, then I would kill him right away. Love is..."

"I love the fuck out of you right now."

Yor blushed when she remembered that.

"Say... when I fought your clone... he said something about... you know... he made a bit of a... confession to me?" Yor wasn't sure how to approach this topic. The Fight Clone had made a very powerful confession to her, and she didn't even know what she wanted to say to Naruto about it. He wasn't the version of himself who made the confession, but somewhere inside of him those feelings needed to exist.

Right?

Naruto raised an eyebrow.

"Yor, I have no patience for anything right now, you do remember that."

"STOP THROWING APPLES AT ME!" Trevor opened the door and apples were still being thrown at him by a scarlet red Illya.

"Take back what you said."

"All I said was that Naruto wasn't going to ask your flat ass to the dance! Have you seen the hips on Team RWBY, ow, ow, ow... hey, that was pineapple." Trevor glared at Illya for throwing a different kind of apple at him. Yor stopped talking completely, and her chest was bandaged up now. "Naruto tell her."

"Illya, lets go to the dance together."

"A right bastard move that was." Trevor would have preferred Naruto back him up. He saw a ball of light rejoin with Naruto's body, and he grew his 9th tail back out. Illya stopped throwing apples at him though, and Naruto gestured to the apples. "... good point." Trevor nodded in agreement, since Illya was just going to start throwing things other than apples if Naruto said anything else. "By the way, when you left, Blake kicked me under the table."

"WHAT did you do to her and Yang that made them hate you?" Naruto asked, since he was still out of the loop.

"No comment."

Now Naruto HAD to know.

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