A/N: Both these chapters combined are technically chapter 4, so I didn't care how many reviews, favorites and follows were gained. But when this one is done, I still need some signs of people wanting me to do more. I'm an attention whore, and I apologise.

Jaune guessed he was drunk, but he didn't really know. After all, he'd never been drunk before in his life. He'd figured he'd be stumbling around all disgruntled and slurring, but in truth he stood a little taller than usual and felt like he could punch the world. And he did, but the world seemed to be moving away from him… or was he moving away from the world? He didn't really care at this point. Looking to the dance floor, he saw his friends messing around and swaying to the beat of whatever it was that was playing. Hench or something like that. He began to approach them, straightening his tie for about the tenth time that night.

"Hey ladies," he greeted. "DJ! Can we get a slow song maybe?" he shouted. The guy gave him a thumbs up and a slower piano solo began. "Miss Nikkos, may I have this dance?" he asked with a formal bow. Pyrrha didn't know how to respond. A huge blush formed on her face, and she stuttered an answer after a long awkward pause.

"S-sure Jaune, I'd be delighted." But in her mind below all the happiness and excitement there was one question she wanted to keep down. This isn't like him, where'd the confidence come from? she wondered. But all of her doubts were swept away and her mind returned to what was at hand. Jaune spun her and then steadied her with a hand placed on her hip, smiling like a gentleman. She gripped his shoulders and smiled back as they did the steps required of a ballroom dancer, moving around the floor. Then the beat picked up, and so did their dancing. He grabbed at her wrist gently and swung her up in the air, and as soon as she touched down turned her in a three hundred and sixty degree spin. She was literally swept off her feet. He picked her up by her hips and placed her back down, as they continued their steps, gathering an audience from the other friends.

"What happened to Jaune?" Yang asked incredulously. Weiss shrugged with a grin, before replying.

"Who knows, but I hope he dances with me next." And this threw the two into an argument as to who could swing with the knight. The music stopped slowly, and Jaune all but disappeared. Pyrrha was too awestruck and silently content to watch him leave, and she immediately went and sat down, smiling like an idiot. Meanwhile, Weiss sat at the bar with a Glacier in one hand and a frown. Where was he?

"Looking for me princess?" a low voice asked. Weiss blushed profusely and faced the aforementioned man.

"Well actually- I was um," she began, but Jaune cut her off. In a very, very uncomfortable way. Well at least if Pyrrha had been looking. His lips were pressed to hers, and she was too stunned to think at first. But then she regained her senses and began to kiss back, feeling his tongue enter her mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned lowly, but suddenly she felt empty, snapping her from her pleasurable daze. He was gone. "Dammit Arc!" she shouted angrily.

Elsewhere, Blake was silently reading one of her erotic fantasy tales. SHe knew she needed a new hobby, but she was far too lazy to go looking for one. Besides, this was quite enjoyable, though she'd never admit it. Whenever someone approached she'd hide it in her blouse lightning-fast, assuring no one would ever know. But as she was turning the page, she felt a presence behind her. The book shut and she sighed audibly, letting the stranger know her discontent.

"Not many people can sneak up on me like that," she stated. "So Sun, when did you decide to…" she never finished the sentence. She was much too awestruck too. How had the bumbling idiot gotten behind her? "Jaune?!" suddenly she was far too aware of the book in her left hand. With a screech, it was hidden again. "How… when… how?" she asked. Jaune chuckled.

"Didn't wanna interrupt you, so I decided to take a peek at what you like to read. Naughty Blake," he said with a grin. Blake frowned and crossed her arms. "We should re-enact it sometime," he said. Blake sat up rigidly and froze, eyes wide. She turned, but the warrior was gone. Blake frowned, not sure what to think.

"So now Jaune's batman…"

Yang sat down, bored out of her mind. Jaune had disappeared as soon as he and Pyrrha finished dancing, and now the girl would only blubber incoherently. She sighed and cracked her knuckles, looking around. She saw Jaune approaching, and smiled.

"How ya doin' Jauney?" she asked as he closed in. The blonde shrugged and sat beside her, handing her a pepsi. It was diet, just how Yang prefered it.

"Not bad," Jaune replied, grinning. Yang returned the smile and cracked open the can, taking a sip of the cool drink.

"How'd you know I liked diet?" Yang asked curiously when she'd taken a decent swig. Jaune laughed quietly and tapped his temple.

"Intuition I guess," he answered simply, as if it was basic addition. Yang nodded and raised it to her lips again, finishing it off.

"If only you could apply those instincts to combat," she joked, not intending to insult him. Luckily, Jaune didn't take it that way.

"I don't know Yang, the rewards are a lot better the way I'm using them now." Yang only shook her head as she covered her grin. When had he gotten this alluring? She didn't really know, or care for that matter.

"Hey Jaune," she began. But he wasn't there. Now that was interesting.

A/N: Bam! Finished the backstory, now plot can begin :D Anyway yeah, not holding this story hostage, and I never will. But to motivate me, lot's of reviews favs and follows would be good. Very good in fact.