CHAPTER 015 = ∆∆ - Is it Wrong that new hero in the dungeon now ( RWBY X DANMACHI )

UNKNOWN LOCATION

NIGHT TIME

POV

As black dragon with dark Fire as Could be seen just everywheres around the entire area has everything in his vicinity was being burned down by that corrupted and as dark fire as it destroys and burns as whatever it touched as that's is All he can or he's could has see in the end of every loop as it was that's very some fire All over again and all around him again and has again as it just kept on repeating itself has the world was on flame and everything else around him was burning as away As he just could still see an very familiar looking people as they disappear again and then replace with someone else and he could see that very same dark dragon and it very evil fire was now dancing around him as it was just taunting him as trying to just consuming everything around him as well his soul now as it "Nora!!! Ren!!! Noooooo!!!" He just screams as he can sees the very colors of familiar looking green and pink as it was like his close friends as they were just burn by the dark flame's together as they just while embracing each other in the end as they know it was there very end now.

As then he saw an very much an very much familiar looking house as well as it was now just falling down on the cold ground as it's was just started to just collapsed behind him now as the location and his surroundings as it just changed and as he just turned around just in time and saw that that very fire from before was burst out of the broken windows of the house as he saw who was inside the very house and as they were the people who just raised him as it was his very own family now as they all were being burned away by the dragon very dark flame's as well and it's very surrounding was just black as coal now as his very own much surrounding was just getting destroyed and as it was consumed by the black flame now completely as knight as doesn't know what to do now as he was just.

"No !!! Mom ! Dad !! Hold on I am coming to save you all !" As the knight started to yells as the warrior started to running towards the place as he knew them to be safe at that place as it was supposed to be safe but Yet he was just knocked off his feet as when he just confronted the wall of flaming in front of him now as then an pillar of fire was now behaving weirdly as it was showing a face of an then black hair with beautiful as a young looking women now was standing in front of him as he has seen her before as she was in as his dream's and his very nightmare as well as she was the main cause of his very much of his suffering now as she always is smiling towards him as it's make him angry.

As it was now looking at him as it was now just starting laughing at him as he was now getting angry just looking at it and started to punch it with his very fists on the wall as it did burn him at first but he kept on going as the pian was gone as he was getting more used to it as he was now just boosting his very aura and his semblance as pushing it further to it limit as he started to surpass it very much limit's now as then before as he was now punching with his fist's more with left and right as then left and right then left and as right more as he kept on punching it with as more dedication and ferocity in his very own punches as it was starting to hurt his skin and hands as they might be broken as the more he punches the wall as he knew.

But he did not care at all as he just kept on punching it hard as he did not care about the pain that he was receiving from it as he would not let her destroy his life as he will keep on fighting her no matter the cost as he kept on punching it and trying to break free as then the flames were getting harder to Punch by the minute as it was even getting hotter as time by as then but All of a sudden they entire pillar started falls in front of him now as it just started to disappear In front of him now as this was confusing him but he then let out a scream like a roar in the wild.

As it was Dazedly struggling to stand up, as then the knight just turn around as he heard a sound behind him as the very knight was saw something very familiar as the streaks of some blues and whites from the corner of his eyes now as he was turning around as he was Turning back around fast and as he just kept seeing nothing behind him as then he did it again nothing as he kept on doing as it to the out of some weird space as he could recognize another familiar color in this very burning hell of him as he saw someone that as knight did used to know her as long time ago in his life as she was as Weiss schnee a girl as he did used to have a crush as during his academy days but that was as before he realized the truth that he was an idiot back then going after the wrong person as he just considered her a acquaintance now.

As just then it just burst into flames After it's started to touched her skin as dark flames was now just consuming her more than as the minute passed by He tried to touch her to heal her and try to save her but it was all gone as she just disappeared completely at as the flame stopped raging on but the body has completely disappeared away as there was nothing but Ash remaining as her very weapons were left behind as he failed again to save as someone close to him as it did the same to his other friends as when will it just stop very rampage in It's surroundings now.

But then as his surroundings were changing again as it was now an snowing forest as it was snowing around him as knight can still Feel the burning ashes and as its very smell around him as something was still burning the trees around as knight could hear the very screams of many people that he knows as when he was young and he was stationed at Atlas as he still just remembered very day When it all went down as how he lost friend on the bridge and so many people with it as it was all nothing but burning away as they were just dying left and right as she led an entire grim invasion as how she destroyed just everything around her as she marked him as nothing but a failure and a loser.

"Weiss." As He Just whispered out the words so softly as he was in agony as well he was angry at his very shortcomings at his own abilities and skills at his own faults again as an and just again as the people are dying on his watch now and he is still not able to save them as he could not protect them as he was truly not capable enough to do very well in this very line of work now as so as his father always knew the truth and he was right but the knight was so prideful and idiot to just realize that he was right and he was wrong now and he should have listened to his very own father now and stayed back home now.

As at the time as who thought that he can do anything and achieve something in his life as he went to be a hero like his family was in the past as saving hundred of people but in reality as he was just nothing as he let the people down more because of his very own shortcomings now as he should be a shame with himself now as he has failed everyone now as he knows the truth now that knight should have never followed as his friends in there very own journey now as he can't do anything now and he couldn't helped them and help to back them up in their fighting as well as he can't save and protect anyone else

As knight was an lost cause in the end and as he should have done something and just anything to defend that dragon now as at all as his very own friends as they would have been better of without him to begin with as he was just a failure of a man as he should just quite but he can't give up now Not now Not after Not now Not after this deep in the war now as he needs to kill and defend her as he can dead in peace At least a little more

before he let out his very own frustration as he then started to punching the very ground beneath him hard as he kept on going now as left and right now as he was destroying it as much of the ground below him as his fist were being broken by the debris now as his very own blood was spelling around as then his semblance was kicking in and as it was now healing his injuries more it were being broken by the debris again by his punching now as his very own blood was now spelling more around him as then his semblance was kicking in more and as it was now healing his him as he kept on repeating this method and remembering everything that as he has now done with his life his failures and as his very own shortcomings now as knight was beyond frustrated now as he just then let out a scream like a roar in the wild.

As the knight has destroyed the ground with his own bare hands now as just everything around him now was started to just change again as he was panting hard as he was just tired by now but then he suddenly started to hear something very familiar as he tried to concentrate even more than before as He was hears a rustling and crackling sound as that was coming from his front direction of him as he looked up as with his blood rage eyes as he was looking at someone that was now in front of him as it was someone as he used to know back in the days and as he was promptly sees his very best friend now from beacon academy day's as it was Ruby rose as was the small girl with the an very much big dreams of her own now that she just wanted to be the hero Just like him but as there was one thing that he knew that He wasn't tough and he wasn't strong like her as she was and as she can become the hero that she always wanted to be in the end and as she did came the hero and saved everyone from Atlas to Mistral to the world She will be the greatest hero ever as he was truly nothing in the end as Those four girls matter the most as they are the light that the world needs as knight is truly nothing a burden as he should have never have existed in their world to begin with as he can live with that but can knight truly be that What he wants as he wishes.

As she was wearing her red hood that was gifted by her uncle as it was maintained by her as it was same fabric that her mother used to wear as it was one of the few things that was left of her and her gifts and as she then as Looked at him as with her hollow very silver eyes as she had a disappointing look on her face as she then had as her back toward form him as knight was tried to as follow her but he just fell down as she just kept on walking away from him as she was still disappointed in him again as knight has failed to safe her own friend's her team her family her people as it was all his fault all this time for his very shortcomings as it was hunting him failing him as the knight was an very much disappointment in there eye's.

As he was trying to chase her and as stopped her in her tracks as knight kept on falling as it was hard for him to get up and walk now as he just kept on calling her name now as " Rudy wait up please wait !!!!!! " She did not respond back to him and As he tried to run after her but knight couldn't stand up as the very snow was so thick as that the knight as couldn't run at all as he kept on falling down on the cold and hard ground in front of him.

" Hi Ruby wait up just wait up please, just don't go just !!!" as Jaune just whispers with tears in his eyes now as knight just kept fall down now Reaching out his hand to reach her "Please don't leave me alone here again" as the very knight try to grab on but it is just too late for him now as when she just turns around and says those very much words.

"I'm sorry jaune." A feminine voice says to him as She suddenly disappeared into the forest as everything started to change again as he could remember Tower At the highest peak as it was burning down as he could see someone he used to know he used to love as she was in impaled by an arrow as another dark and red figure as Golden eyes stared at him as she started to smile towards him and then disappeared completely as everything was going straight to hell as everything was burning His world was burning down as he was losing everything again because of her.

As Suddenly as knight isn't seeing his very friend Ruby rose now anymore as he can see familiar looking Green emerald eyes framed by red hair stare at him sadly before turning into ash in front of him as he could say one word at that very moment as it everything was now spinning out of control in front of him As you crawl down onto the ground as memories and of his failures of the deaths of many their screens and everything he could hear and see everything in front of him as one word could be spoken that very second.

"JENNIFER'S !!!!!!!!! "

KINGDOM OF VALE

NIGHT TIME

POV

As the world of Remnant, as planet that has history still in the making to this day where humanity live along side those with animal appearances and as traits known as Faunus kind as that have very difficulty to be just as accepted as human of each other The White Fang, an organisation that do what they can to fight for Faunus rights through harmless means such as protests and very political as attempts... and until a change in leadership decided to take drastic measures that made mankind more difficult to accept them now.

But then Grimm and most deadly creatures on there very planet just to fear as that they have just come in various forms and sizes by now as These are spawned through negative emotions at its peak that have created many that roam the planet to this very day as It is because of them Huntsmen and Huntresses academies that still exist to this very day as they all Who join up the academies are just trained in academies to defend the populace of Remnant from them and also act against the other things like law enforcement and a the military require help to handle now as There are places in the world where not the police or the military have their jurisdiction.

But However as they cannot be everywhere and deal with all matters of crimes and just proof made as crimes are committed inside cities, towns and villages or their outskirts now and There are places capable to handle them without law enforcement, and Vale is a prime example because of what dwells in the night...and make that whom has just as now just awakened to stop it from harming the innocence and punishing the wicked.

It is a quiet night like any other in parts a of city of Vale in the kingdom now but as many number of people are about and one person in particular they parted for out of fear due to his very reputation now with The police and the criminal underworld itself As He is known as Roman Torchwick early thirties as very much criminal and wanted as for many different crimes he has committed mostly in burglary against the kingdoms and as in the very Respectable way now and that earned him a very place on the most wanted list in all the kingdoms at once and with his very much Skilled in combat and The art of very much escape techniques now and then has very connections in the very criminal world as that nobody dares to cross with as unless they believe to be skilled enough to capture or kill They're very targets at best but as not always as sometimes people are just dumb.

Pyrrha Nikos, currently Pyrrha Arc Nikos who knew that one drunken night would make your biggest dream come true! She was Jaune's current wife!

Pyrrha was wearing a disguise because the public and media were crazy wanting to kill Jaune, luckily they only knew the name.

Pyrrha was wearing a red coat, jeans, boots that are also high heels, wearing glasses and a hat as we can Pyrrha was smiling so much that there was a real light around her with happiness." Why are you happy Pyrrha? "

Jaune asked his curious wife as he can see as how she happily moving around as she then started to skipping around the concrete footpath That was beneath their feet as she then suddenly started came in front of him as she then started to smiled and happily towards him and told him a true feelings.

" Ora it's nothing but you know I was and I am happy of this great feeling I have in my chest and My reason of being happy is It's because I'm married to the man of my dreams " as she told him this as She was blushing when she said this to him as for our blonde night he was blushing a bit himself as he was scratching his cheek and nervousness as he doesn't know what to say to her and comment made him feel little bit embarrassed and some butterflies were roaming around in his stomach It was a good feeling to be praised sometimes.

As then Pyrrha just stopped in front of the Jaune while pointing at the face as he can see Her beautiful smile as it alone was just enough to brought happiness to Jaune's soul entirely as he was just starting to blush at her as his eyes Never left her sites not even for a moment as you could see how beautiful and truly kind she is as he is truly but love to kiss man on this earth to live as he will make sure he goes through it all till the end and maybe what's next.

And then Who would say, he just got drunk and the next day he would be married to a great woman like Pyrrha and then not even in your wildest dreams would this happen in the first place at all but then Just Having a wonderful woman like that, as your life and as your wife just is unbelievable.

As Jaune didn't know whom to thank the god's or her or his bad luck as He was thinking so much that he did not realize that she was starting to grab onto his arm as she then started to pull him away towards who knows where as we can see that he will startled.

" Come on Jaune! " Pyrrha grabbed his left arm and started pulling him.

As the newlyweds ran of to their next destination to look around the surroundings as they were so much excited for the next turn of event and their but some strange figures that could not be seen by normal people were watching Jaune being pulled by Pyrrha as they were leaving away as to strange individuals just watch them leave quietly as they watch and then you what was their future ahead of them.

But this is not a story of a Spartan woman who was in love with a man that you cherished her years in this world but it was a story of the blonde knight as how he becomes the greatest hero of all remnant and beyond those worlds as well but sometimes to become something great You must lose everything and if you wish to move past it you become the strongest there is as this is a story not of a Spartan's future but off the night story instead as the weird individual Just grabbed his cape prepped himself around and looked away in sadness at least as he deserve before this disappearing completely not letting anyone be aware.

But it was only just a memory of his past

'...I'm sorry.'

As The witch let loose her arrow that then sinking it directly into Pyrrha's chest Then everything starting to turn to dust as he can still remember her final words.

" Jaune Do you believe in destiny "

As he gave his warrior's battle cry as if it were a lion's roar and reared his sword to strike as the horde of Beowulf's and Ursa's closed in on him as They kept on pouring in and kept on striking him from all sides as he kept on going without even considering anything to life anymore as this is his stand all his frustration his losses for all this time because he was just weak he couldn't save her as he couldn't save anyone He is just failure He must do what it must in the end even it costs him his life now.

'A Warrior is what i'm meant to be...and it will damn well be a Warrior's death i will have...even if i regret the things i didn't get to do...with the girl i love with all my heart...in the end I will meet her in the next world !!! '

But he did not notice that he wasn't alone there with those monsters but There was someone there to as Both of them will met each other when the time is right and who knows who might changed his life for the better and gave him something that everyone refused or to admit it She gave them love, exceptions, acceptance and happiness she was his wife by Now She is gone forever because of their lie's and war as he can't find her anywhere but now he fell into the darkness of the void and now he can't go back home to her warm embrace as As he will meet her in the afterlife if this is his end then He lived a good life and then to beyond can have him after he is done.

Clang!

"Hmmmm. Perhaps you're not as lost as you think you are just yet."

There's a pause before a singular orb flits up to its view.

"Now, what do I do with you?" The being asks as it holds a hand up for the orb to land on.

No reply was communicated to the being but an answer was still reached.

"Something more durable then." It chuckles as it lays the orb down on its anvil before raising its hammer.

Clang!

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TO BE CONTINUED

Jaune did, for reasons unknown to most people, still wear his bunny onesie, even after Miltia had moved in with him. What they didn't know was that Miltia had encouraged him to keep it on, 'because it looked cute', and he felt warm and soft when holding or cuddling her. So when there was a rapid knock at the front door, right after he'd just fallen asleep, he was in no mood to change his clothes.

He was going to see who it was, talk to them briefly, potentially offer them a coffee, and then send them on their way. There was no time to deal with secret last minute meetings with Cinder or Roman. Or even to help Ruby. Tomorrow was one of his new days off and he was going to make the most of it. Even if that really just entailed sleeping. No matter what, he wasn't going to let anyone in. Miltia had a key, and she was usually fairly quiet when getting back from the club so he'd be able to sleep at least mostly uninterrupted.

So when Jaune unlocked the front door and saw a soaking wet and shivering Pyrrha, he blinked. And by soaked, it should bring to mind a woman covered head to toe, dripping in water. To the point where under a little more light, all of her clothing would be transparent. She wasn't even wearing a coat, just her casual clothes that consisted of a (tight fitting) sweater and (even tighter fitting) jeans.

"Hi Jaune!" She said cheerily, still shivering. "Would you mind letting me in? I'm soaked right now."

Jaune, being the person he was, instantly said 'of course' and hurried her in before relocking the door.

It was unusual to see Pyrrha so late, even on a weekend. She'd made a point not to stay past the hours he was open- usually- although she came almost every day. That day was the first day she hadn't, he realized, in over two years.

"Sorry, but could I borrow your shower? And a few towels? And… some clothes?" She asked, her green eyes meeting his own at the last request.

I would like to take a moment to talk about the Jaune of this universe. As there are many like him, and while they may share traits between themselves, most Jaunes are nowhere near as dense as they may let on. They simply don't know how to handle the situation.

Barista Jaune had a better eye than most of his other selves, and to that end, was pretty sure he knew where this was going. He did, after all, have a functioning brain. He could detect patterns given enough time. He was also better at math than most Jaunes- something that running a business explicitly required.

Which meant that he could estimate just how much in child support he was going to have to pay. And even after factoring in the money he made from the coffee shop, and the underground meetings that Roman or Cinder held, and factoring in the hush money that Cinder was going to give him for breeding her, he was going to be well under the waves to the point that not even a practiced lifeguard could see him floundering.

So he gave into the pull of Poseidon anyway.

"Sure. I can also throw your clothes in the dryer."

Pyrrha's eyes brightened, her smile reaching them. "Thank you, Jaune. Sorry about this. Should I take it off here? I'd hate to drip water everywhere…"

Jaune smiled. "Don't worry about it. Just head up. I'm not sure any of Miltia's clothes will fit you, though."

"I can wear some of yours. If that's fine, I mean." She said quickly, before scurrying off up the stairs, leaving a trail of water not unlike a damp rat might.

Jaune had to shake his head to stop staring at her ass as it went up the stairs. He wasn't sure if she was doing it on purpose, or if it was just the fact that her jeans were really tight from how wet they were, but it took physical effort to stop looking. His eyes lingered on the door at the top of the stairs as she closed it.

As mentioned before, this Jaune was not only nowhere near as dense, he certainly wasn't blind. This hadn't been the first time he'd noticed Pyrrha's ass as she left the store, or had to bend over to pick something up that she dropped… she did that a lot, now that he thought about it.

So instead of thinking about the fact that he had definitely seen lingerie underneath the sweater that she'd been wearing, with the material effectively transparent, he focused on cleaning up the mess. It wasn't hard to mop up the water, although he was made harder by thinking about the water he'd seen dripping down her toned legs.

And her green eyes. And the way that she had endless faith in him. Maybe a little too much faith, really. He could easily imagine spending his life with her, something that hadn't started to cross his mind until recently. Until today, at that moment, really.

But he'd play dumb for a little longer. He put away the mop and bucket after the stairs were devoid of water enough to dry on their own.

It was then that he realized that he could hear the shower going. He wasn't often awake to hear someone other than himself using the shower. Miltia preferred to do it when coming back from the club, and he was usually fast asleep by the time that happened.

The second realization was that he could hear her humming. And even after having sex with no less than four women that day, he still blushed at the realization she was naked and cleaning herself upstairs. Not thoughts that someone with a fiance should focus on, but he couldn't help himself.

He busied his untowards thoughts by searching through his drawers, looking for something that Pyrrha could wear. He eventually settled on one of his plainer shirts and a pair of shorts. He also borrowed a pair of panties from Miltia's far messier drawer, but didn't even bother getting a bra. He thought better and grabbed a nondescript gray pullover for her.

There was the subtle noise of the shower stopping, followed by her footsteps on the tile floor. Jaune heard her fumble for a moment before the blow dryer turned on.

He blinked, realizing he'd never fetched the towels. He hurried back down the stairs to grab them.

Only to hear half way down the side door closest to Junior's club opening. His heart stopped, Melanie's words repeating through his head.

If you break my sisters heart I'll fucking kill you or something like that. He wasn't actually that concerned with the threat given he'd creampied her at least three times before she said that, but apparently it had lodged in his brain.

Although she shouldn't be back for at least a few hours. She normally worked a 12 hour shift, and to his knowledge, she'd never come back early. If anything, he was the one to visit occasionally, sometimes to bring by a late night coffee for her an S.

Panicking, and not sure what else to do, Jaune retreated to his room, and quickly entered the bathroom that Pyrrha was currently in.

After breathing a sigh of relief when the door was closed and locked behind him, he saw Pyrrha in front of him, locking eyes with him over top of the short shower curtain.

Her hands were at the back of her head as she shampooed her hair, the rest of her obviously bare behind the curtain. He tried not to think about that too much.

"Jaune?! I'm going to use the bathroom real quick!" While muffled, came in loud and clear to the both of them.

Miltia was coming up the stairs.

Without any word spoken, Pyrrha nodded and understood what had to happen. She quickly stepped out of the shower, shoved her wet clothes in a cabinet, and stepped back in.

Jaune was so focused getting out of his own pajamas that he hardly saw Pyrrha while she was out of the shower, little more than a blur. He stepped in behind Pyrrha right as Melanie opened the bathroom door.

It was only then that he realized that he'd simply chosen one predicament for another. He'd seen Pyrrha from behind before, of course, and always enjoyed it, but it was quite a different matter when her behind was bare and a few inches away from his crotch. Jaune had also never realized just how large Pyrrha's ass was before. It was… quite the sight, something that his dick whole-heartedly agreed with.

Only for her to start rocking back and forth against him. The look that Pyrrha gave him nearly made him flush red all on its own, discounting her butt grinding against his dick.

"Sorry, I really need to go. Some fucking pipe burst in the club and the bathroom's out. I won't be long." Miltia said, partially undressing as she hurriedly relieved herself with a large sigh.

If Miltia had left right then, it would've been fine. Jaune could've stepped out of the shower, gotten redressed, thrown Pyrrha's wet clothes into the dryer, gone to sleep peacefully, and everything would've been great. He could've forgotten about this day, or maybe not forget, but it would've been over and done.

Except that Miltia did not, sitting on the toilet and seeming awkward. Given what he'd heard only a few minutes earlier while under Melanie's sheets, this shouldn't have been surprising.

"...hey, you love me, right?" Miltia asked quietly, almost too quietly under the hiss of the water.

"Yeah." Jaune answered, understandably a little conflicted on how to respond and somewhat occupied as Pyrrha started to push against him harder. He had to try hard not to penetrate her, and he wasn't really sure why he was trying to prevent that. He had nowhere to back away from, and had to grit his teeth to not moan from the sheer pleasure. Her ass was soft and warm, perfectly gripping against his cock.

"Thanks, Jaune." Miltia said gratefully. "A friend was saying if… if you don't have sex with a man all the time, they might leave you. But you wouldn't do that, right? I know we don't have sex all the time, but you're better than that, right?" Miltia asked pointedly.

Jaune swallowed. "Is that what your friend said?" He asked deliberately, slowly as to not give away anything in his voice.

"Yeah! Almost word for word!" Miltia lied.

"Miltia, I love you, but-"

"I love you too, Jaune! I'm glad we talked it out. Let me give you a kiss before I head back."

Pyrrha rubbed her ass up against his cock, taunting him to go further.

"Thanks babe. And… before I leave… I know this is crazy… But are you cheating on me?"

Pyrrha choked at the question, and Jaune had to cover it up with a fit of coughing.

"I think it would be pretty obvious if I was cheating on you." He said, not quite lying. But he was far away, now. Even he could tell that his words of loving Miltia no longer rang with any truth. Or with anything at all.

"Of course. I'm sorry. See you tomorrow, babe!"

The shower's hiss was deafening as Miltia shut the door and marched down the stairs. Jaune didn't even have the heart to point out she'd forgotten to flush the toilet.

Pyrrha was facing him now, but Jaune felt almost nothing from seeing her nude front. It was quite the sight, a sight most men would have killed for, but he just didn't care.

"Jaune." Pyrrha said, holding his head in both her hands, stroking his cheek. "Do you really love her?"

He was barely able to meet her eyes. Out of shame and regret.

Pyrrha's eyes softened.

"For years, I've seen you torture yourself. I know you think you love Miltia, but I don't think you two are right for eachother."

"What, and you are?" Jaune shot back, his eyes hardening as he finally met hers.

"I might be. But even if I'm not, please, I just want you to be happy."

Pyrrha left him alone in the shower, using a towel he'd forgotten was in the bathroom to dry off.

For a long while Jaune stood in the shower, under the water, wondering if what Pyrrha had said was really right. She was outright suggesting for him to break up with Miltia. He wasn't sure how Miltia would respond, but if Melanie was the type to make good on her threats (she was), then it just wasn't an option.

He was damned if he did, and damned if he didn't.

When he exited the shower, Pyrrha was sitting on his bed, brushing her hair. She was wearing his sweater, and from what he could tell of her long, bare legs, that was all she was wearing.

He sat next to her wordlessly, still wearing his onesie.

Pyrrha smelled just like Miltia usually did, now. She'd used the same soap, the same shampoo.

"I'm sorry for what I said. If you want me to go…" Pyrrha trailed off.

Jaune answered her with a deep kiss, one that left her panting. Her hand had made its way over to his crotch.

"I don't think I'm sorry any more." She said with a hint of a smile, before diving back into the kiss, with far more force and lust than Jaune had initiated with.

Without much of a transition, she was on top of him, her bare crotch grinding against the leg of his pajamas. Jaune didn't need any encouragement to slip his hands underneath the sweater to feel Pyrrha's chest and just how well endowed she was. He'd seen her cleavage before, of course, as she'd flaunted it in the years prior, but it was quite a different thing to lay hands on it.

She moaned when he started to gently squeeze her chest, her tongue tightening inside his mouth.

"I always saw you looking, you know~" She whispered. "I know you told Miltia you don't care, but you definitely care~"

Jaune implicitly agreed when his other hand moved to her ass to squeeze it, feeling it jiggle in his hand. His dick pushed against the confines of his pants, pressing up against Pyrrha's lower stomach. Precum quickly stained his pants, in turn staining her perfect skin.

"I'll never understand why you chose her over me." Pyrrha whispered. "I'd never let your balls stay full. I will always be there to listen, to better myself. But I really hope you want kids~ I didn't mention why I came over tonight yet, did I?"

Jaune shook his head slightly as Pyrrha loomed over him, her eyes glittering with lust. Gone was the consolation and understanding of earlier.

"Today's my most dangerous day~ If you cum inside me I'm practically guaranteed to get pregnant. And triplets run in my family~"

For however much Jaune's dick was staining Pyrrha, her pussy was drenching his pants. She was unbelievably wet.

"I've dreamed for years of doing this. I love you, Jaune. Please, breed me."

There wasn't any hands on foreplay. Jaune was already rock hard, his tip pressing against her dripping wet cunt through his tented onesie. With a quick, impressive motion, Pyrrha pulled his dick out of his onesie and slowly, gently pushed herself down onto his cock, moaning with pleasure the entire time she did.

Even with four other women to compare against, Pyrrha's pussy felt heavenly. Nearly as tight as Neo, but with something else that made her feel better. Probably the fact that she was a little deeper, and could easily take more of his length, so that when nearly hilted his cock was only barely kissing her cervix.

"I love the way your dick fits inside of me." Pyrrha said with a large emphasis on love, pulling herself up slowly, before slamming herself all the way back down with a moan.

"You're right." Jaune said as Pyrrha started to ride him faster and faster, her hips slapping against his. "I did stare at you. Because you're the hottest woman I've ever seen."

Pyrrha slowed for a moment, shocked at his honesty.

"I went with Miltia because she was more approachable. I always thought you were more beautiful, but out of my league. And I still think you are. But if you love me…" Jaune bucked his hips upwards. "I… might love you."

Pyrrha's hands rushed to her face to cover her blushing. She tried to say something, but nothing came out except tears. Her body, her hormones were on overdrive as years of holding back and repressing herself were justified. She started to get back into her rhythm, wiping away tears with the sleeve of his (now her) sweater as she started to fuck in earnest.

"Jaune." She said, her eyes locking with his. "We're going to get married. You're going to break up with that dead fish of a fiance tomorrow and propose to me by giving me the fattest creampie you've ever done. Because I love you, and you love me. And we're going to have a family."

Jaune's cock hardened inside Pyrrha, his orgasm barely holding back as she rode him like a stallion. It was all he could do not to immediately come inside her. Pyrrha cursed like she never had before, expletives filling the tiny cafe. The slapping of flesh on flesh was never ceasing, never lowering. The bed creaked ominously with the sheer lust from Pyrrha. Her hair, no longer in a ponytail, no longer tied back, clung to her neck and face. Her face was a mess of lust and love, burning red from the exertion. Making her even more alluring than she already was. Her pussy hidden just out of site by the sweater felt as if it was getting even tighter, closing the velvet vice. His balls churned with semen readied to be loosed inside her greedy pussy.

"I'm cumming, Jaune! I'm cumming!" Pyrrha squealed as she impaled herself one last time on Jaune's dick, finally getting his dick through her cervix, as shots of what felt like lightning ran rampant through her body.

Jaune felt like she was squeezing his dick with her entire body, and had no choice but to erupt inside her, filling her wanting womb with wave after wave of his seed until excess dripped from her pussy.

She fell against his chest, hugging him tight as his dick was wrung dry, her insides milking him for all his worth.

"Fuuuuuuck that felt good." Pyrrha swore, hiding her face, but not her ears that were burning red. She might've had the stamina of a champion, but she was still panting along with Jaune.

For a few moments, they laid together, Jaune straining his hands through her long red hair, Pyrrha contenting herself to listening to his heart beat.

But it didn't take long for Jaune to feel his loins acting up again with Pyrrha pressed up against him, her breasts pressing into his chest.

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pressing into his chest.

"My turn." Was the only warning that Jaune gave before flipping her over, his hardening dick still inside her.

"I've always wanted you to fuck me like this, yeeeees~" Pyrrha said, reaching octaves her deep voice never even usually approached. "Smack my ass, Jaune!"

Jaune wasn't one to turn a lady down, and his hand hit hard enough to leave a 'clap' resounding through the apartment, and a slowly appearing red handprint tattooed onto her ass. But unfortunately, or fortunately, for Pyrrha, there was quite a bit of ass uncovered by red. He planned to fix that by any means necessary.

With every thrust came another smack of her ass, another moan, another grip of her pussy on his dick as he plowed her from behind. Even when his hand was hurting, he continued to mark her butt red until her voice was raw and her face was buried into the sheets.

The bed was protesting heavily as he pounded Pyrrha from behind, his squelching from the cum he had just filled her pussy with leaking out onto the perfectly good sheets he had just washed. It was creaking and moaning almost as much as Pyrrha was, though Pyrrha certainly wasn't protesting like the metal frame was. She was screaming, begging for more as Jaune ravaged her.

Moans of pleasure from him smacking her ass turned to groans as he massaged her backside, gripping it, playing with the red welted flesh. Enjoying how her pussy gripped his cock every time he so much as grazed her butt with his fingertips, nearly gripping him to the point of stopping when he dug his fingers into her ass. "I bet you loved that, didn't you? You'd love anything I did to you." Jaune whispered in her ear as he fucked her, his pelvis pushing onto her raw ass with every push.

"Yes, I would." Pyrrha breathed, her fingers clawing at the bed for purchase, for something that could ground her from the pleasure. "Fuck me, use me, spit on me, I'll take it all for you, Jaune." She moaned, his dick pressing against her g-spot.

"Then take it." Jaune said, fucking her even faster. He could feel himself about to cum, but he wanted to hold on a little longer, a little farther. But that was hard with Pyrrha's body. Her toned back, exposed when the sweater came off at some point. Her moans punctuating every movement of his dick, her body pushing against his to get him just that little bit deeper inside her.

He gripped her hips, fucking her in earnest. Fucking every regret, every ounce of frustration he had into Pyrrha. Her moans became loud enough they could be heard two apartments over but Jaune didn't care and neither did she. He fucked until he felt his legs were going to give out. Until he felt his body giving out after a full day of doing nothing but hardcore babymaking sex. His balls churned with the hope that this would be the last load for the day.

"I'm cumming." Was all he whispered to Pyrrha while he was right next to climaxing.

Only for her to wrap her legs behind his back and pull him in right as he came.

Jaune groaned as wave after wave of virile cum flooded Pyrrha's womb, with him not being allowed to pull out even if he wanted to from the way her legs kept him locked inside. His balls gave one final show as they pumped what felt like gallons out of him and into her greedy womb.

Pyrrha was twitching, speechless from the pleasure, her legs stuck in position as her body craved to be impregnated by Jaune, wanting nothing more than a physical demonstration of his love for her.

Something that she was going to receive in triplicate.

Jaune didn't pull out, instead falling face forward onto Pyrrha's back as his dick emptied the last of its reserves inside her. They were both asleep before his body was done, sleeping softly on the bed. Nothing could wake either of them at that point.

Not even the bed breaking in half with a snap as it finally gave out from their overuse. Even through that, they slept soundly.

A year later, the Jaune's was much the same. It had the same clientele, the same feel, the same coffee, and the same pastries. And for almost everybody, that was perfect. Junior an still had their late night coffees. Roman and Cinder still had a place to hatch their evil plans (far less evil than before, a travesty, really). Beacon students and hunters still had a place to put up their weapons and relax while drinking a nice soothing cup of Atlesian Black (or at least what they were all confident was Atlesian Black, despite it being the furthest thing from it).

After Jaune had promised to marry Pyrrha, he really had made good on his wife's demands. Breaking up with Miltia had been tear ridden but not as painful as he thought it would be. Unsurprisingly, she had also been unhappy. Which meant that Melanie was able to sheathe her claws for her sister, genuinely surprised at how well she had taken the breakup.

A week after that, Cinder had come by, begging for Jaune to marry her and be a father to their unborn son. Pyrrha put an end to that in a way that went very differently than the V3 finale.

And about nine months after that, there was a surprise baby boom for many of Jaune's lady friends. Not only did Neo show up to show off a cute little blonde haired girl, but Velvet had a baby to show off as well. And Melanie did. And Cinder did (after being given thorough instructions on how to talk to Jaune). And Pyrrha did (three in fact!). Point was, there were a substantial number of yellow haired children around Jaune for reasons that mystified everybody except the single mothers.

Team RWBY was the only one to really question this abnormality, and they were each individually (or sometimes in pairs), taught how this occurred by Jaune and his loving wife Pyrrha.

But those tales are for another day. At this moment of time Jaune loved his work, loved his wife, and loved their three kids more than life itself. There was nothing that could make it better or more fulfilling.

Except, perhaps, the removal of those pesky child support bills that came in the mail every month.

The sun blazed high above in the cloudless sky, the scorching hot sands buffeted by growing winds. Creatures of Grimm gathered around her on the surrounding dunes, a sea of roiling black muscle, gleaming white bone and burning red eyes filled with malicious intent. She was outnumbered tremendously and yet she felt no trepidation, no fear. Instead, she raised her hand towards the sky and closed her eyes, exhaling gently as power welled up inside her.

As if her action was a call to action, the Grimm advanced with baying calls and ferocious roars, fangs gleaming as they snapped rabidly in anticipation of an easy kill. They rushed towards her like a swarm, a black tide rolling across the desert intent on only one thing; her complete annihilation.

And still, faced with such mindless rage and desire for destruction, she felt no fear.

The growing winds surged powerfully, kicking up billows of sand that flared out in every direction. As they approached, the Grimm found it difficult to advance. Hurricane force winds slammed against them with her at the epicenter, the howling winds still growing in intensity. The Grimm did their best to dig in but the soft sand did them no favors, forcing them back no matter how hard they struggled.

Eyes still closed, she twirled on the spot, sweeping her arm around and the winds followed her wordless command. A vortex formed around her, throwing several Grimm airborne as they were lifted from the ground like they weighed little more than tissue paper. Their snarling cries were lost beneath the roar of the storm and she opened her eyes, emerald flame spilling forth as she rose into the air.

Dozens, hundreds – the Grimm could do nothing as they were swept up in the tsunami. Tumbling through the air, they flailed and struggled pointlessly; their fate was already sealed.

Holding out her other hand, power surged with a red hot crack and a flash of light. Lightning thrashed within her grasp like a writhing snake, attempting to free itself upon the world but her control was absolute. The formerly clear sky darkened with cloud as magic blanketed the area in rolling waves, the energy quickly reaching a crescendo – and then with a blinding flash and crash of thunder, she loosened her hold.

It was over in less than a second. Free of her control, the lightning leapt eagerly from her hand. It lanced through the air, too quick to see, tearing through flesh and bone with little resistance, burning through them. Hundreds of Grimm, dead, all before you could take a breath. The smell of burnt ozone and roasted flesh was swept away in an instant, carried by the swirling vortex.

An army of Grimm reduced to black smoke with contemptuous ease.

As the winds slowed and she lowered back down towards the ground, the sand erupted without warning. A huge gaping maw emerged and snapped shut around her floating form, shielding her from view. Having devoured its prey, the massive armored worm screeched in triumph – only to explode in a shower of bone and cooked flesh.

Fire wreathed the area, swirling chaotically around her form as the enormous Grimm flailed and fell, no longer whole. It slammed to the sand with an earth shaking crash, sending waves of sand into the air before beginning to decay in curling streams of pitch black smoke.

Feet lightly touched down upon the now ruptured battlefield, eyes no longer alight with fire – and Pyrrha Nikos smiled, her heart at ease, not a single hair out of place. The sky had returned to an endless blue, the sun beating down upon her neck and she took a moment to observe the carnage around her.

It was all in a day's work.

She was about to take her leave when a familiar call sounded high above her head and she looked up, shielding her eyes from the sun. A crow circled lazily, gliding effortlessly as it slowly made its way down only to land by her feet. It hopped from side to side and cawed at her, talons scuffing at the sand as it ruffled its feathers.

"Hello," Pyrrha greeted dryly.

The crow tilted its head and then it was a man; a Qrow to be precise.

The scruffy older man took one look at her handy work and whistled, "You sure did a number on them, didn't cha, kid?"

"The train is now safe to pass through," she ignored the sardonic expression adorning his face, clasping her hands politely across her stomach. "I believe my work is done."

Qrow stared at her with dark eyes. "There are always more Grimm to kill."

She was having none of it. "I wish to return to Beacon."

Her voice was pleasant, her face calm – but the undercurrent of tension was thick enough to cut, oppressive as it passed between them. Qrow sighed and reached for his hip flask, twisting off the lid and taking a healthy mouthful. Pyrrha wrinkled her nose as the scent of rum touched upon her.

"Well – if that's what you want," Qrow snarked. "It isn't like I could stop ya, even if I wanted to."

She could hear the 'but' coming a mile away.

"But we still have a settlement in dire need of help-"

"And I will do my duty," she cut across him. "I will exterminate the Grimm and ensure their safety – but then I will be returning to Beacon. I have not seen my team in months. I may be a maiden and this work is required, but I will not abandon my friends any longer."

"You aren't abandoning them," Qrow replied gently; as gently as he was able. To anyone else, it may have sounded gruff but she knew. They'd spent enough time together now that she could pick out his true thoughts, his true feelings, even when he didn't wish to reveal them. "No one feels that way."

"I feel that way," she said curtly. "And that is more than enough. I wish to see my friends."

When was the last time she had seen Nora's infectious smile or heard Ren's soothing voice? It felt like a lifetime since she'd had to witness Weiss' haughty complaints or Ruby's silly ideas, Yang's boisterous boasts or enjoyed Blake's silent companionship.

It felt like an age since she had seen her team leader and felt her heart race, her blood heat her cheeks, her mouth and throat run dry just from his mere presence.

She'd been away from them – from him – much too long. It was time.

Qrow grunted. "Fine – we better move, then. The faster we deal with this shit, the faster we can go home."

Pyrrha nodded, not batting an eyelash at his crass language. She had more than grown used to it.

A year had passed since that disastrous Vytal Festival Tournament and in that time, Pyrrha was much changed. She was no longer simply a huntress-in-training but the Fall Maiden, and the events that had transpired to gift her the mantle of magic she now adorned were not ones she liked to reminisce about. While she still believed that it was her destiny to carry this power and do good, to help Remnant in any way she could, she refused to believe that her destiny would keep her away from those she loved. If that was truly the case, then Fate was a cruel mistress indeed.

Growing up, Pyrrha had friends. Bright eyed and polite, it had been second nature for her to draw people in. Full of naive hope that only a child could claim, those days were some of the best of her life. She'd been surrounded by people that cared for her and she had never questioned that, living a life full of love and acceptance, raised by her single mother who showed her nothing but warmth and compassion.

It had been at a young age that they discovered that Pyrrha was talented. Any physical test she applied herself to, she passed with flying colors. She was the fastest runner, the longest thrower, the best swimmer – no matter what task she undertook, she was the best at. In this world, when gifted with such ability, there really were only a few ways forward.

You could become an athlete, a noble goal. Just like the arts, sports were well regarded across the globe. They helped to keep the population entertained and happy, raising morale, though it could sometimes be a double-edged sword. Inflaming passions went both ways and when negativity seeped in, it was a dangerous thing. But never again would they return to the days where governments attempted to suppress the emotions and creativity of their citizens. The Great War had ensured that people were free to follow their hearts and express themselves, and so they would accept the dangers that came with it.

Or you could become a huntsman.

Pyrrha never had a doubt in her mind about which career she wished to pursue. It hadn't even been a question.

But as her abilities grew and her training took up more and more of her time, that was when things began to change. As she joined a combat academy, those cherished friends from her youth felt left behind, attending their regular primary and middle schools. They were normal people, after all, and she was now something more. They talked less, and no longer met up as often, and soon she had to substitute those old friends with new ones, ones that understood her new reality, that of becoming a huntress and fighting the creatures of Grimm.

That lasted all of five minutes.

It was clear from the onset that she was different. While she started training relatively young, some of the other students had been training all their lives and yet she surpassed them in short order. It didn't take long until this random girl with no huntsman backing, no family history in the profession was at the top of the class, both in academics and application. With each fight she fought, it grew apparent that her skill was unmatched and so under the recommendation of her tutors, her mother allowed her to compete in sanctioned matches to broaden her experience.

Pyrrha loved competitive fighting. Her ultimate goal was to protect the world from Grimm, to slay those wicked creatures and ensure the safety of humanity and faunus-kind, but nothing got her blood pumping more than testing her mettle against another human or faunus opponent. Grimm were largely mindless creatures, operating off pure malice – people, on the other hand? They were thinking creatures. In some ways, they were even more dangerous than Grimm and to pit yourself against another trained fighter? To Pyrrha, that was the greatest test.

In those early days, she wasn't the Invincible Girl. She was just another competitor. While there was definitely something special about her, these were trained and experienced professionals. The Mistral Regional Tournament was open to all comers. There weren't only students competing. In reality, almost no students competed because they simply weren't good enough. The fact that she was not only competing but winning was one of the biggest indicators of her supreme talent and hard work. As she continued to rise through the ranks, her fame grew alongside it.

It was somewhere around this time when she unlocked her semblance. After that, she was truly unstoppable. There weren't many huntsmen around that didn't use metal in their weapons. Even those that fought with their hands tended to have metal in their clothing or wore armor, which was just the worst thing to wear when fighting against her. If Pyrrha really wanted to, she could end most fights in an instant. It was one of the reasons why she used her ability so minimally. She would never grow and learn anything if she disabled her opponent in less than a second.

But it was lonely at the top.

When you are that good, people begin to see you are something else, something more than a person. An ideal or a concept, something to aspire to, something to idolize – but not something to love, or befriend, or get to know. Most people didn't even try, thinking she was too good while the ones that did? They were always after something. It wasn't always the same thing; sometimes it was money, sometimes it was the rub that her fame could provide, and sometimes they just wanted to sleep with her because she was beautiful and strong. In this way, Weiss understood more about Pyrrha than anyone else she had ever met. None of them talked to her because she was Pyrrha, just like many of the boys that had approached Weiss never talked to her because she was Weiss.

It was the entire reason why she applied to Beacon instead of Haven.

Beacon was a new beginning. Beacon was on another continent, different than everything she had ever known. While it wasn't unheard of for people to attend a different combat academy than the one stationed in their homeland, it wasn't the common practice. While huntsmen were beholden to no one government, huntsmen were still people. People had pride in where they came from, in their home towns and countries. None of that mattered to her, though. She just wanted to get away.

So she did.

It was the best decision of her life.

If her destiny was to be the Fall Maiden, she accepted it – but she refused to leave behind those precious people she had gained when she moved to Vale. Ren, Nora – Team RWBY. Jaune, most of all. They would never understand how much they meant to her. To have people that just did not care about her fame or how good she was at fighting, that didn't care that she was now a maiden? That was something money could not buy.

She loved them and they loved her. Pyrrha remembered reading once that love was the death of duty but she refused to believe it. Love and duty can go hand in hand, and even if she had to go away for months on end, she would ensure that she always returned. And then she would make it up to them however she could, for all the time lost, for all the memories they could not share.

Especially with one person in particular.

Just thinking about Jaune made her stomach squirm these days. She knew that her infatuation with her partner had been incredibly sudden and built upon a desperation for normalcy that wasn't entirely healthy. It wasn't unusual for such a crush to burn out just as quickly as it formed, a flash in the pan, a strike of a match – a sudden passion over too soon. If it had been anyone else, then maybe that would have occurred but Jaune wasn't anyone else. He was Jaune.

He was everything she had ever wanted. Beyond his ignorance of her status, Pyrrha had always believed in his potential. She had been around a lot of huntsmen and huntsmen-in-training. He had been completely hopeless, untrained and uninformed. Jaune hadn't even known what aura was and if not for her sudden interest, he might have died then and there when their Headmaster had launched them off that cliff face and into the Emerald Forest. He had so desperately wished to do everything on his own, full of pride and a desire to prove his own worth. It had caused their team problems at first and had allowed that cretin, Cardin Winchester to take advantage of the situation to make everything worse.

But despite all of his self esteem issues and his dubious method of getting into Beacon, he had never once given up on his dream. Even knowing he could die, torn to shreds by the creatures of Grimm, he had taken that first step. It was foolish and idiotic, but also incredibly brave and courageous. It was a fine line – but when they had fought against the Deathstalker and Nevermore, she had known.

He was going to be great.

How many other people would face down such foes with no training, aura unlocked for less than an hour, and not only survive but contribute. It had been Jaune's idea that had ultimately led them to victory, an idea conceived in the heat of battle. If Pyrrha had been in his position, could she claim that she could have done the same? She might be modest and humble, but when it came to her fighting ability, she knew where she stood.

She didn't think she could have handled herself as well as Jaune had. Not when she had been at a comparable level, as green as the canopy of the forest that surrounded their school. While she would never claim that he had been unflappable or not full of panic, he had nevertheless handled the situation like somebody that was used to such high pressure, high stake battles. He had fought through his fear and had led them.

He had led her.

There had been zero doubt in her mind going forward and Ozpin had obviously agreed. When he finally overcame his pride and asked her for help, she saw first hand what she was working with. Raw, untapped talent and a ruthless drive to prove oneself. It was rare to find someone who worked harder than she did but Jaune was one such person, though sometimes that was a detriment to his growth. He didn't know when to stop.

Rest was important. That was a lesson that had taken her much too long to beat into his skull.

So while his ignorance of her had been the initial spark, it was his character that had solidified her feelings. Pyrrha didn't just want somebody to treat her normally as a partner. She wanted an equal. She wanted someone that could stand beside her and deserve to be there, in all ways.

And he was swiftly becoming that someone.

But she wasn't the only one that saw how special he was. Not anymore.

She was happy that other people were beginning to see his worth because he deserved recognition. Pyrrha would never deny him that. It was just that recognition wasn't the only thing he was receiving these days. Jaune had always been handsome to her with his boyish good looks and optimistic personality but as he grew into himself as a man, other women were sure to notice.

No, they already had.

She was reminded of this a week later when her airship touched down at Beacon, the ramp lowering to the ground and giving Pyrrha her first glimpse of her team in months. She hadn't told them that she was returning but they always knew, no doubt informed by the Headmaster. Pyrrha grunted as Nora flew into her arms, squeezing her powerfully and almost lifting her off the ground. When it came to pure physical strength, Nora was Queen.

"Pyrrha!" Nora shouted into her chest. "Welcome home!"

"Welcome home," Ren echoed, gifting her with a smile. "We've missed you."

Jaune beamed at her above their heads, looking even taller and broader than the last time she'd seen him, his messy hair damp with sweat and his skin lightly flushed from previous exertion. Her breath caught in her chest, locking eyes with those beautiful blues before noticing the person standing beside him.

"Heya, champ," Yang grinned widely at her. "Good to have ya back."

They were standing close together, almost shoulder to shoulder and Yang showed visible signs of exertion also. Cheeks pinked and strands of her beautiful hair plastered to her forehead, it was clear that she had just finished doing something strenuous. The pair of them had, she amended. Had they been training together?

When Nora finally released her hold, Pyrrha stepped forward. Jaune met her halfway and embraced her, his strong, sturdy chest meeting her cheek as she tucked against him, returning the hug with equal vigor. Pyrrha was tall for a woman but she felt small and fragile like this, enveloped by his clear strength. When she inhaled, she could smell the sweat and hard work, as well as his familiar, reassuring cologne; a blend of spice, cinnamon and something earthy, woody and fresh. She shivered and burrowed deeper, fingers digging into his back.

"Hey partner," he whispered, his breath gusting against the shell of her ear. The hair on her nape instantly stood on end as goosebumps raced along her neck and arms. It was exhilarating like nothing else. Not even calling upon the Fall Maiden's powers could match it. "I'm glad you're home."

"I'm glad to be here," she returned, slightly muffled by his shirt. When she pulled away, she spotted Yang had moved up beside them and placed a hand on Jaune's shoulder.

"We've got a lot of catching up to do," the blonde haired girl said. "And I bet you have some wild stories of your own to share. Come on – Ruby and the others should be in the cafeteria."

As Pyrrha stepped out of Jaune's hold, she instantly spotted the affection laid bare in Yang's lilac eyes as they turned on him. This is what recognition meant, an acknowledgement of his growth. Pyrrha wasn't the only girl with her sights set on him, not anymore. This was the price of Jaune attaining what he deserved, the respect of his peers.

But she had been first. She would not simply stand aside and allow someone else her rightful place, the place she desired above all else. It was her own fault for not pushing for her position earlier. Pyrrha knew that she should have confessed her feelings long ago but there was no time for regret. She'd been afraid, then; frightened that their friendship might fracture if he didn't feel the same. She wasn't scared anymore. If he rejected her, it would hurt, there was no doubt – but their friendship would survive.

And if he didn't reject her? It would be a dream come true. It was worth the risk.

Yang had the advantage of her absence but she was still his partner, the one who had believed in him from the very start, his mentor and friend. He was her destiny, just as much as the mantle of power she now adorned.

She'd never lost in her entire life and she wasn't about to start now. Cinder Fall had learned first hand what it meant to stand against Pyrrha Nikos. The battle for love was different but a battlefield was a battlefield all the same.

"Have you been training?" she inquired as they made their way towards the school. Her luggage would be taken care of by the crew, sent ahead to their dorm.

"Oh," Jaune chuckled, looking a little sheepish. "Yeah – sorry, I probably stink. I should have thought about that."

"Not at all," she assured him.

"We train together most days," Yang revealed, bumping him with her elbow and shooting him an attractive, teasing grin. "This big lug doesn't know when to stop but I dig it. We should totally spar later, I feel like I've gotten waaaay better throwing down with Jaune so regularly. I want to test these babies against the champ!"

Yang flexed her arms jokingly. Jaune laughed, caught up in her enthusiasm but Pyrrha didn't let it bother her. She wasn't jealous of their new found closeness.

Okay, she was – a little. But she was also happy that he was getting along so well with Yang these days. Seeing her friends being friends filled her with so much happiness after so many months alone with nobody else but a grouchy, drunk bird for company.

"I usually join them," Nora chimed in and when Pyrrha met her eyes, Nora gave her a little nod. She was the best wingwoman in the world, looking out for her interests. Her team was amazing. "We need to start calling him Mister Muscles now because wow, he is looking pretty spunky these days. We've been working on his strength while Blake has been trying to get him to limber up a little. Watching him trying to flip is hilarious, by the way."

Jaune groaned. "Nora, don't call me spunky – that sounds horrible!"

Yang laughed. "I'm using that from now on."

His sound of despair made even Ren laugh.

"Pyrrha~!" a familiar voice called out as they stepped into the cafeteria, and before she could blink, her face was pelted by a rush of rose petals as Ruby slammed into her chest. Pyrrha grunted as she hugged the smaller girl back. "Ack~! Pyrrha, too hard~!"

"Oh my, I apologize," she said, not meaning it. She squeezed Ruby harder. "I am just so happy to see you. I thought you felt the same way."

Ruby flailed and made happy sounds, even though she was being crushed. When Pyrrha released her, Ruby pouted adorably, staggering on uneven footing.

"I guess I deserved that," Ruby admitted. "I was just so excited to see you, that was all! I didn't mean to semblance into you! It just kinda happened. Come on, let's eat. You must be hungry, right?"

She was. She was ravenous. Pyrrha hadn't eaten in hours.

Blake and Weiss stood from their seats as they approached, rushing to embrace her. This is what she wanted to protect by being the maiden. Not just for herself but for everyone the world over. Pyrrha's heart felt fit to burst.

"You are well, I hope?" Weiss inquired as they all sat down. Ren and Jaune left to get them food, leaving the girls alone.

"I am," she said, gifting Weiss with a smile.

Blake gave her a curious once over. "Where have you been? You look – well, tan."

Pyrrha chuckled, extending one of her arms and turning it over. "Vacuo. As you would expect, the sun is unforgiving."

Her once pale skin had turned a brilliant olive from spending so much time outdoors. Pyrrha liked it, though she had maintained a strict skincare routine to ensure she didn't dry out. She smirked internally. Qrow had complained long and loud whenever she required him to purchase what he deemed non-essentials. He really didn't understand girls despite helping to raise two of them. She wondered what Jaune thought of the new look? Knowing him, he probably hadn't noticed.

How he could be so observant in the midst of battle but miss the obvious when it came to anything else was a mystery she hadn't quite solved. It worked against her, at times – but it also worked in her favor.

Yang wasn't the only one looking at Jaune like he was a meal.

When the boys returned with their food, Pyrrha observed the way Blake perked up as he set a plate down in front of her. The cat faunus hadn't even asked for anything extra but Jaune had provided without prompting, all but declaring that this was a common occurrence. Grilled fish lightly seasoned with herbs and lemon, accompanied by a white sauce. It was difficult to tell if the light flush upon her cheeks was from the fish or from Jaune, though Pyrrha didn't miss the way those amber eyes looked at him.

Blake was eating him up with her gaze alone.

Ren and Jaune distributed the bounty, and Pyrrha inhaled the mouthwatering scent of her grilled cheese chicken melt. He knew her too well; Pyrrha loved cheese.

"I must admit, it suits you well," Weiss looked a little envious. "The sun is not my friend, I'm afraid. I would simply turn red."

The person she was worried about most was Weiss. It was no secret that Jaune had harbored feelings for the slender, beautiful girl from Atlas. It had been awhile since then but there was always a chance that those feelings lingered and if Weiss decided that she liked him, it would only be all too easy for them to fall together.

But as Pyrrha tried not to inhale her delicious cheesy goodness, she could see no deeper longing in her eyes or expression. When they spoke, it was warmer than before, a clear friendship having bloomed between the two but nothing more.

That was a relief. Yang and Blake, she could deal with confidently. Weiss was a different matter because of their history.

"You'd look ridiculous with a tan anyway," Yang said bluntly. "It would clash horribly with your hair."

"Excuse me, no it wouldn't," Weiss said, offended.

"No, seriously – totally not you," Yang pressed, shaking her head. "Me? Sure, I'd rock it – and Pyrrha looks hot as fuck," Pyrrha felt her cheeks redden slightly at the praise. "But on you? You'd just look weird."

Weiss spluttered as Nora and Blake snorted, clearly amused at her outraged face.

"Don't take it personally," Yang continued. "It wouldn't work for Ruby, either. Tanned skin just hits different on blondes – right, Jaune?"

Jaune chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know. I've never really thought about it."

"You'd look good with a little more sun," Blake made her opinion known. "You cover up so much, though. Perhaps you should try it?"

"Yeah, remember Sun? He used to walk around with his shirt open at all times," Yang made a show of tapping her stomach. "He had those bad boys on display, soaking up the rays. You could do something similar."

Jaune simply laughed, as if he found the idea ludicrous.

"That would look a little strange with all the armor I wear."

"You wouldn't always do it," Yang amended. "Just casually, you know?"

Yang and Blake were partners, and their teamwork was on full display as they needled Jaune about showing off more skin. Together they could be quite formidable, Pyrrha thought. She didn't disagree with their words, though. Not at all. They were right on the money.

Jaune would look scrumptious with a bit more color on his skin and an absolute treat if he showed off his body a little more.

It felt good to be around her friends again and she soaked it up as much as she could. When they finished their meal, they decided to spend the rest of the day lazing around, watching movies and playing video games. It was the beginning of the weekend and so no one had class, meaning they could do whatever they wished as they caught up.

The common room in the dormitory was mostly empty. They commandeered a pair of couches and pushed them together, raiding several vending machines for snacks. Evening was still a long way off, only having just passed noon but they all got changed into their pajamas before hauling their blankets and pillows to their new destination. They drew some stares from other students but they didn't care if they came off as childish or silly, piling onto the couches as Ruby booted up the TV and began scrolling through movies.

There was plenty of room for all of them, though Pyrrha noticed that Blake slipped in next to Jaune before Yang could claim the spot, poking her tongue out as Yang scowled at the cat girl. The blonde didn't dare try and take his other side, not with Pyrrha newly returned, so she had to settle with being beside Blake.

"What do you guys want to watch?" Ruby asked.

"Horror," Nora said at once.

"Nah, it's too early for that," Yang countered. "Maybe later. How about something with a bit of action?"

Weiss rolled her eyes. "I, for one, would like something a little more sophisticated."

"80 Hues of Pink?" Blake suggested hopefully.

"I am not watching porn," Weiss snapped.

Blake glared. "It isn't porn! It's art!"

Weiss scoffed. "I've seen the trailers."

"Then you don't know what you're talking about," Blake said heatedly. "It is about self discovery and following your passions, and finding someone who will accept you for who you are!"

"A pervert?"

Blake spluttered incoherently as her anger got the best of her and Pyrrha couldn't help it, covering her mouth as she laughed. It wasn't long before everyone else was laughing too, something the raven haired girl didn't appreciate. Ears flat against her head, she pouted, crossing her arms petulantly.

"You all suck."

Even though she was sulking, Blake took the opportunity to lean against Jaune and snuggle into his shoulder, the sneaky little cat. Pyrrha arched an eyebrow as Jaune ruffled her hair playfully, her black cat ears twitching excitedly. It was cute, even if the girl was encroaching on territory that didn't belong to her.

The blanket draped across their bodies suddenly shifted as Yang spun sideways, and Jaune grunted as something landed in his lap.

"Yang," Blake griped. "What are you doing? Move your legs."

"My feet are sore after all that training," her partner wiggled her feet, the blanket shifting back and forth. "Jaune, take responsibility; rub my feet."

"Proceed at your own risk," Weiss piped up.

Jaune gave Weiss a quizzical look. "What do you mean?"

"Athlete's foot," the white haired girl offered simply.

"I do fucking not," Yang fired off immediately, incensed. "The hell kinda slander are you spreading?"

"Yang's always had stinky feet," Ruby collaborated.

Blake and Yang weren't the only partners with good teamwork.

"Alley-oop~!" Nora cheered.

"Ruby," Yang growled, betrayed.

"I know a homemade remedy to cure such an ailment," Ren said with a straight face, and Yang covered her face in embarrassment as Ruby started laughing uncontrollably. It was difficult to tell if Ren was being completely serious or poking fun, which only made it funnier. His deadpan delivery was on point.

Peeking through her fingers, Yang went for the throat. "Ruby wet the bed when she was thirteen."

The laughter stopped immediately.

"Yang!" Ruby screamed, mortified. "Why would you say that?"

"You play with fire, you get burned sis – I don't know what to tell ya."

"Yang used to stuff her bra with tissue paper at Signal before she had her growth spurt," Ruby returned viciously, face red and silver eyes watery. The insane smile on her face told them all that she was in it to win it, consequences be damned. "When she had her first kiss, she was so nervous that she threw up on him afterwards!"

Yang was off the couch in an instant and Ruby shrieked as she barely avoided the blonde's lunge, scuttling around the back of the couches as Yang chased her, eyes red and hair threatening to burst into flame. Whenever it looked like Yang was about to get her hands on her little sister, Ruby scattered in a bloom of petals and flew around the room, too fast to catch.

"Get back here you little bitch," Yang snarled.

"Neener-neener-neener~!" Ruby taunted.

Yang's beautiful mane roared as it ignited, a halo of hungry flame flowing from her scalp. Ruby eep'ed and moved even faster.

"This is your fault, you know," Ren directed at Weiss.

The heiress sighed. "I suppose I will take responsibility for this. I should know better than to joke with such idiots."

While everyone was distracted, Blake took this time to burrow even deeper against Jaune's side, rubbing her cheek along his arm and squirming for the best position. Jaune simply let it happen and Pyrrha decided that Blake had the right idea. Grabbing his arm, she looped it around her shoulders before laying her head against his chest.

"Um," Jaune looked down at her and then at Blake. "Are you guys comfortable?"

"Very," Pyrrha confirmed while Blake stiffened, peering at her uncertainly. "My partner makes the best pillow, doesn't he?"

"Y-Yeah," Blake looked away, ears flattening out.

"I've missed this," Pyrrha confessed, meeting his eyes. She watched how his throat bobbed as he swallowed, a sign that he wasn't quite so unaffected as his calm expression told. "Mm – you're nice and warm."

She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned further into him, squeezing his body. His tender gaze upon her caused her stomach to flip, her heart jumping erratically. Burying her face against his shirt, she inhaled deeply.

When Yang finally caught Ruby, the younger girl screamed as she was forced to endure the mother of all noogies. Yang made sure to really dig her knuckles in, grinding her scalp until her red-black hair was frizzy and stuck up in all directions. Tears in her eyes, Ruby tapped frantically but revenge burned brightly in Yang's heart, and so she didn't stop until Ruby managed to worm her way halfway out of her headlock and bite Yang's arm.

"Yeouch~!" Yang cried, cradling her forearm. "You bit me!"

Ruby hissed threateningly while backing up, looking ridiculous with her messed up hair.

"As amusing as that was," Weiss spoke up. "Can we watch something now? Blake is about to fall asleep. She has started purring."

"I-I have not!" Blake rejected at once.

She totally had. Pyrrha had felt the vibrations in her own chest, passing through Jaune.

In the end, they settled on comedy for their movie, followed by action and then horror as day turned to night. They didn't bother with dinner, content with the snacks they had raided from the vending machines. The last thing Pyrrha felt was Jaune's hand idly stroking her side, his fingers light as she drifted off to sleep.

She woke up in her bed the next morning and knew that Jaune had carried her back.

Pyrrha was annoyed that she hadn't been awake to experience it.

Peeling back her blankets, she stretched until she felt and heard her back pop. Satisfied and refreshed from sleeping in her bed for the first time in months, she glanced to the side and smiled when she spotted that familiar mop of messy blond hair. Getting out of bed, she tiptoed over and took a moment to admire her partner, his face slack and defenseless. He looked so innocent and cute like this, and without hesitation she leaned down and pressed her lips to his cheek. His stubble tickled her lips and she shivered, lingering a little longer than she should have before pulling back.

"You should do that when he is awake," Nora said bluntly from her bed and Pyrrha nearly screamed, stumbling back.

"Nora!" she hissed, adrenaline spiked. "Don't do that!"

The ginger haired girl giggled, sitting up and crossing her legs. "I couldn't help it. But I meant what I said – you should do that when he is awake."

"I know," Pyrrha sighed. "I know – and I will. I – I'm done waiting."

Nora perked up. "Oh?"

Pyrrha nodded. "Spending so much time away from you guys... I can't waste another second. Next time I might come back and he might have a girlfriend," she frowned. "I don't think I could ever live with myself if that happened. I'm an adult. I need to stop running away."

"Damn straight," Nora said. "If you don't hurry up, one of those girls on Team RWBY will snatch him up."

"I did notice that," Pyrrha began making her bed. "I mean, the last time I was back, I knew they were hanging out more but they seem a lot closer this time. Did something happen?"

Nora shrugged. "Nothing in particular, they've just been training together a lot and Jaune ended up leading the pair on a mission for class, so maybe something happened then. He didn't really say anything about it that was out of the ordinary, though."

Pyrrha hummed as she collected her clothes.

"He's just really hot," Nora supplied, and when Pyrrha looked at her in clear surprise, Nora shrugged. "What? He is. I might be with Renny now but that doesn't mean I don't have eyes. Our leader is a serious hunk and even better, he is a good person. It isn't really a surprise that other girls started to notice. Especially when they hang out with him almost every day."

It probably wasn't a good idea to continue this conversation when Jaune was right there, even though he was asleep. He could wake up at any moment.

"Do you have any plans for today?" Pyrrha asked.

"We were going to do some training with Team RWBY and then we were going down to Vale. You'll join us, right?"

"Of course," Pyrrha replied at once. "I'm taking first shower."

Pyrrha stepped into the bathroom and closed the door before leaning against it, her clothes hugged to her chest. She'd been fairly confident that things hadn't progressed between Jaune and any other girl, and her conversation with Nora proved it. Blake was definitely more touchy with him than before and Yang was flirting with little gestures, but he wasn't dating them or – or having casual sex with them. If something that big had occurred, Nora would have noticed. Pyrrha was sure she would have noticed a difference, also.

That was good.

After washing up and getting changed, Pyrrha was met with a very much awake Jaune when she reentered the room. Her hair was still damp and tied up in a towel, and she flushed when his eyes raked over her form before hastily meeting her eyes. It wasn't as if she was particularly exposed but for some reason, it always felt that way right after a shower.

"Morning," he said with a smile, his face lighting up.

"Good morning, Jaune."

"Nora said you're going to train with us?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

He gathered his things and stopped beside her before entering the bathroom.

"I'm so happy you're home," he said softly. Pyrrha felt her mouth dry up as his blue eyes fixed her with an intensity that left her breathless. "I've missed waking up and having you here."

And then he was gone, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. Pyrrha tried to swallow but couldn't, rushing over to her bed and sitting down.

"Hey~!" Nora yelled, storming over to the bathroom door and pounding on it. "I was going second!"

"You snooze, you lose~!" Jaune yelled back.

Pyrrha embraced herself as Nora continued to shout through the door, feeling her heart thud powerfully in her ears. He hadn't said anything profound or especially deep, and yet it almost crippled her all the same. She knew he meant it in a friendly way but her mind couldn't help but imagine; what if he meant something more by it? What if he wanted to wake up beside her, as lovers?

She would like that very much. Their time apart had only made the heart grow fonder and had stripped her of any immunity she may have built up to his unintentional charms. Perhaps after training, they could do something alone – just the two of them. Partners catching up. That wasn't so unusual.

She nodded to herself.

Ren groaned from his bed and rolled over as Nora continued to make a racket, stuffing a pillow over his head to shield himself. Pyrrha grinned.

It really was good to be back.

When everyone was showered and dressed for the day which took much longer than it should have due to Nora's antics, they made their way to the amphitheater where they typically hosted Combat Class. Seeing as it was rather early and the weekend, the place was completely deserted. They had the place entirely to themselves.

It wasn't long before Ruby skipped through the doorway, her team hot on her heels. While Ruby, Weiss and Yang looked ready to get down to it, Blake was another matter entirely, her eyes in danger of closing as she stumbled her way over to the closest available seats and collapsed into them.

"Heya," Ruby greeted before following their line of sight. "Oh, don't mind her. She couldn't sleep much after that horror movie."

"Oh," Nora wore a shit eating grin. "So you could say that she is a scaredy-cat?"

Yang was already fist-bumping the shorter girl before she'd even finished, seeing it coming from a mile away. Weiss groaned at the joke, rolling her eyes but Pyrrha didn't miss the way her lips twitched despite her vocal disapproval.

"Come on, Weiss, that was gold," Yang nudged her teammate. "Blake makes it too easy."

"Yes, well – I suppose some may find it clever."

"You smiled," Ruby pointed out. Pyrrha hadn't been the only one to see it.

"Lies," Weiss sniffed. "Even if I do find your idiocy amusing at times."

"Someone is frosty this morning," Nora said and fist-bumped Yang a second time.

"Two-for-two," Yang grinned at Jaune. "Mind if we swap teammates? We'll take Nora, you can have Weiss and that sour puss over there. Two for one."

"Oh, sour puss, I like it," Nora giggled, bumping fists for a third time.

Weiss shook her head. "I really am surrounded by idiots."

"Yeah, whatever – so, you ready to rumble, P?" Yang snubbed her teammate and directed her words at Pyrrha.

Pyrrha blinked. "P?"

"You and me," Yang jerked a finger at her chest. "How about it? We can get it out of the way now."

Pyrrha looked to her team. "Do you mind?"

"Go for it," Jaune said warmly. "Yang seems pretty excited about it."

Pyrrha faced Yang and nodded. "Then I am willing."

"Great," Yang clapped. "Don't hold back, you hear?"

"If she doesn't hold back, she'll blow the roof off this place, are you stupid?" Weiss said, giving Yang an annoyed look. "Don't answer that. So please, do hold back – but beat her quickly so her ego takes a hit. She has been getting cocky lately just because she has won a few fights against us."

Yang scowled. "Don't be mad just because I made you eat dirt last time."

Weiss strutted away with all the arrogant disdain an heiress of the Schnee Dust Company could exhibit. "Who is mad? I'm not the one that went berserk just because she lost a few strands of hair."

"Beat her good," Ruby said, though not to her sister. "Weiss is right. Take her down a peg."

She had clearly not forgiven her sister about revealing her bedwetting, even after dumping several embarrassing facts in retaliation.

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