Updated: added extra details. Found this chapter lackluster in some humor. So I added some Cardin pain.

Hello readers! I'm glad that you like this story and my misfortune, despair, etc. And I'm sorry for those I've mentally scarred and most likely ruined their RWBY experiences. I apologize, but…the story must go on!

And yes this chapter will have a yaoi scene that will not go anywhere near lemon. I mean what's the point of a yaoi harem fic…ugh…not having a yaoi scene?

Disclaimer: first chapter

Act 3: Solution to Hell

The RW and Y of team RWBY along with the NP of JNPR stare at the B of team RWBY. Apparently, Blake, the calm and collected Cat Faunus of team RWBY is a colossal closet pervert that has a thing for guy on guy action, or BL, or otherwise known as yaoi. Considering this is one of the many parallel universes to sprout from the original universe, it's surprising that Blake's interests do not parallel with any of the alternate universes that portray her as a lesbian. Sure being gay and liking gay things are different, but it's strange to see the quiet one being CRAZY all of a sudden.

Must be because of that smutty book she reads all the time. Why is she even allowed to buy that?

"Blake, didn't you hear what I said? I said 'I think I like him,' not I do like him!"

"All the more reason to stop you." Blake answered as she tightened her grip on Gambol Shroud. "Uncertain feelings tend to lean toward actual affection; I can't let you go through!"

"Grr…Blake! Let me through this instant or I will plow through you!" Yang declared in boiling anger; her hair glowed in golden flames and her eyes changed from the light purple color to deep demonic red. She was furious, but is it actually for the reason that Jaune is her friend and not that she's interested in him? Yang had to talk to him, or else she won't know what to do with this feeling in her chest. And to do so, she has to go past her partner.

"Y-Yang? Are you seriously doing this?" Asked Ruby. "She's your partner!"

"Why are you so hellbent on saving that imbecile?" Queried the Schnee, who was trying to stall for time. She remembered the time she was furious towards Blake; it did not feel good to vent at her when she wasn't truly responsible. She didn't want the same to happen between Yang and Blake; team dynamics would fall out of place if this continues.

Irritated by the constant nagging, Yang declared, "I don't have time for this! You wanna fight, Blake? Then come on!" Blake wasted no words and charged at Yang in a shadowy blur. Seconds before reaching the blonde, a flash grenade, which Yang instinctively covered her eyes, blinded Blake and stunned her.

The source of the grenade was Nora, who was in her own little world at the moment.

"It's the bottom of the ninth folks; bases loaded with the batter at two outs, three balls, and two strikes. Valkyrie's at bat and this is the last swing of the game; it's all or nothing." Nora said rapidly like a game commentator. "The pitcher throws the ball, and Valkyrie takes the batting pose, closer, closer, she swings! It makes contact and is it? It is! A Grand Slam, folks! Valkyrie made a game-winning Grand Slam! Homerun!" As she had just said, she swung and sent the stunned Belladonna out the cafeteria and into the plaza in front of the school.

"Thanks for that, Nora."

"No problem! I just want Ren normal, so let's save Jaune-Jaune!"

"Jaune-Jaune?" Ruby repeated the cutesy calling, "That sounds weird…"

"Does it seem like I care, Ruby?" Nora asked uncharacteristically.

Yang visibly cringed at the sharp tongue the Valkyrie had on her. "Shesh…remind me not to piss you off, Nora." Said girl smiled innocently and bounced lightly in glee. She's a strange one, that Nora, but you have to admit her brute strength is second, if not equal to that of the Dragon before her.

"Now let's go find Jaune-Jaune and end this madness!" the Valkyrie shouted as loud as she could. Now here's food for thought. When Nora, the absolute definition of eccentricity and madness calls something else mad; you know something's majorly wrong with the world since nothing and I mean nothing is crazier than the hammer-wielding Huntress.

"Well? What are we waiting for?" Yang bolted off in a golden fireball, intent on barreling through any obstacle, be it wall of students or instructors, to get to Jaune. Ruby ran after her sister with Weiss reluctantly following. Nora and Pyrrha followed, taking down several male students who heard of their plan to save Jaune.

XxXxX

At the plaza, Gray recovered and stood up to dust off his clothes. That palm strike to the back would have been disastrous for him had he not put up his Aura in defense to protect his synthetic spine that allows him to move. He moved his neck from side to side, popping air bubbles between his bones in his neck. He did the same for his knuckles and elbows; he had and army to go through.

The other Faunus worked together beating group after group of affected students, but all of them won't last long. The Academy holds a staggering 20,000 students and roughly 5,000 are Faunus; even worse, some of those Faunus are hardcore yaoi fangirls like the Faunus dropping right into his arms.

He caught the girl, and stared at the dazed beauty. He had a calculating stare as if he was plotting the worst kind of punishment for the girl, which he was totally doing for reasons he shall no- refuse to state.

"Blake Belladonna… How horrible to see you." Gray said with harsh words. Blake lifted her head to see her savior. Her golden irises met the cold, indifferent sky blue eyes.

"Ugh…H-huh? G-Gray?" Blake stuttered in surprise.

"Yes…Belladonna." He dropped her suddenly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to save a blonde fool from being scarred for life." He turned around, ready to ride away until he saw the glinting black metal of Blake's Gambol Shroud next to both sides of his neck.

"You're not taking that next step, Gray."

He sighed, "This is exactly why I hate you, Blake."

"Oh? Do tell."

"I'd have forgiven you had you NOT tried to pair ME up with ADAM when we were in the White Fang!" Yes that was the reason he hated Blake; he was being shipped together with Adam. He grabbed his pistols and parried the swords at his neck. As he did that, he turned around, letting his right foot drag across the ground. He poured Aura on that leg, and when he lifted it, a crescent shaped Aura attack engulfed Blake, sending her meters away from the Wolf Faunus.

Gray tapped the front of his right foot on the ground, and took a battle stance. "C'mon, Blake. I know you're not done yet! I'm going to end your fangirl ways right now!"

Slashing the Aura crescent into smithereens, Blake also poised into a battle stance with her sword tips pointed at Gray. "Come and try!" She confidently yelled.

XxXxX

Jaune had somehow escaped Ren's grasp. The blonde was quite surprised as the stoic boy was one to keep a firm grip on anything he touches. Except for that time where he lost his grip when the Death Stalker whipped its tail and rendered Ren useless for the rest of the fight.

Jaune ran as fast as his legs could carry. He evaded every male student in his path while also cutting through some of them to make way; he didn't kill them, just pointed his sword forward and give himself some space.

Though it seems to be ineffective at this point. The conscious students ran after Jaune, creating a mob that persistently chased after him. Jaune questioned himself on why he didn't knock them out to prevent this from happening. Then he remembered that he wasn't supposed to over-exert himself, which is a ridiculous order now.

"Jaune, honey! Come back!"

"Dude! He ain't your honey!"

"He bumped into me in the hallway, he's totally my honey." Jaune inwardly groaned. This farce had to be terminated, but how? Professor Oobleck's class is on the other side of the west building, which he was in just seconds ago. He can't possibly go back into that horde to find his one salvation in there!

"Why does this happen to me?" Jaune asked himself out loud. He despaired at the sheer inevitability of his virginity being stolen by one of these guys. Imagining the thought of Cardin, Port, Ozpin, or Ren doing that terrified Jaune; it revitalized him to the point he didn't feel exhausted. Adrenaline was taking over for Jaune now. The survival of his virginity was his motivation.

"Jaune! Darling! I'm here to save you!" Cardin's voice rang to the right of Jaune. Instinctively, htuner need to the source, and saw Cardin doing work by whittling down the horde that kept chasing Jaune. He was doing quite well as his attacks knock each student within seven to four strikes. a full five minutes and the horde of seventy-five strong was defeated with Jaune's aid.

"Thanks for the help Cardin."

"Anything for my fiance." Jaune gagged a bit. This was a sick event he was experiencing; a true nightmare he could not manage to wake from.

"Can you do your proposal again? I want to give you a proper answer." With no hesitation, Cardin knelt on one knee and presented the ring once more to the blonde knight. Jaune had an idea, a simple and stupid one, but effective if done right. The blonde remembered his training with Pyrrha. It was about pooling one's Aura to a part of the body; Jaune willed his Aura to collect at his right foot, his kicking foot. To create a proper Aura strike, one must release the engery at the exact moment of impact.

"Jaune, will you mar-"

"No thank you!" Jaune yelled while kicking Cardin with a swift and powerful kick to the face that launched Cardin into the air and spiral out of control. The armored teen flew over 500 meters away and was about to land that far; however, he was seen by a girl with a giant Boost Hammer and was swatted away homerun style. He had a total distance of 1765 meters before landing right in front of Yang's group. His body was beaten further by the girls and was left unconscious and bruised.

"Well, that takes care of one problem. Time to hide!

(Five minutes later...)

"Did I lose them?" Jaune asked himself as he hid inside his locker. No one would fever check Jaune's locker if he was there. "Oh, thank Monty that that's over."

"What's over?"

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

(Twenty minutes later...)

"N-No…Ren. Stop!" Jaune moaned out loud. He was being riddled with kisses all over his body, yet, strangely enough, he hasn't been kissed on the lips.

Not that wanted to be kissed on the lips by a guy, his teammate no less. No. Jaune did not want to kiss a guy at all in this life or the next. Unless he's reincarnated into a girl an all, but that's beside the point!

They were at an underground room, a dungeon perhaps. Beacon was a barrack for Huntsmen and Huntresses; surely they'd have a dungeon to capture and study the smaller Grimm when the world fought together against Grimm. Though this may have been a dungeon, the room had been transformed into a lair, a shrine, a religious place, which worshiped Jaune, whose face was on every stone pillar, every tile on the ceiling, and in the middle of it all, a stone bust of Jaune was standing, filming the scene in front of it with a camera placed in its left eye.

Jaune tried prying the stoic boy away from him and his relentless kisses on his body. Indeed Jaune was topless as well as Ren. Jaune's armor, jacket, and gloves are strewn all over the area, while Ren's top was hung on top of a chair. Jaune was restrained by Ren, who was above him. Warm bodies writhed in either pleasure or disgust, and you know which individual felt that way. Ren lowered his head towards Jaune's neck, biting it ever so lightly to leave a hickey on his left collarbone. Jaune groaned at the action.

Jaune, even with his training with Pyrrha, could not remove the entranced boy. He poured Aura into his arms to try to get Ren off him, but the boy on top did the same, rendering Jaune's efforts useless. Ren tightened his grip and positioned himself directly on top of Jaune, preventing any more resistance from his handsome and delicious prey.

"Now, Now my little Sunflower, that's not nice…" Ren huskily said right by Jaune's ear. "You're mine, Jaune. Not Cardin's, not Ozpin's or Port's, and certainly not any of the girls or guys out there." Ren was certainly enjoying this; Jaune, however, was not despite his ragged breathing saying otherwise. True Jaune didn't enjoy this; using his Aura and all of his strength that he mustered could not push Ren away from him, resulting in an exhausted Jaune that was vulnerable to Ren's nonstop assault. "You're all mine!" Ren confidently exclaimed as his hands pushed Jaune's together while Ren's free hand reached for the hem of Jaune's pants.

"N-no! Ren… snap out of it! This isn't you!" Jaune tried pleading with Ren in hopes of making the Ren remember who he really is. Ren placed his forehead on Jaune's

"But I am myself, Jaune." Ren quickly replied in a seductive voice. His ragged breathing only amplified his words and terrified the Arc more and more. "And nothing is going to stop me from getting to experience the rest of your body."

"NOOOOOOO!"

"Hands off the Vomit-boy!"

XxXxX

(15 minutes earlier from the yaoi scene)

The gymnasium was littered with defeated male bodies and several female ones. Glynda Goodwitch stood in the middle of the scattered pile of bodies while several girls kneeling due to exhaustion circled themselves around the instructor. Though one girl in particular still seemed ready for more combat. She was quite short and had a scythe as a weapon. Her state of dress seemed disheveled as the black long coat and her red and black plaid combat skirt bore tears and holes done by bullets. The student's name was Maka Albarn.

"It seems you have the cure, Glynda." Ozpin said as he readied his cane and mug for battle. Pressing a button, Ozpin showed that his cane was a sword inside the cylindrical structure of the cane. He pushed another button on his mug and the container formed an alabaster, white shield bearing the emblem of Beacon. "Strange thing is, I don't see any large contraption anywhere."

"Yes, Oswald. I do have a cure, and it's quite simple really." Glynda said as she readied her riding crop. "All I need to do is to get every affected male in the school in the red zone."

"As in?"

"As in I have to beat you all into submission. Miss Xiao Long and her friends are doing that already, involuntarily might I add. Miss Haruno has also aided in this task, and when I get you back to normal, remember that you have quite the expenses to pay for the damages." Ozpin twitched. He remembered Sakura, the woman with the landscape-changing punches of death.

"Thank you for the aid, Glynda. Less competition for me to reach Jaune."

"Miss Goodwitch, let me help you with this fight!" Said the combat ready girl. The other girls stood up as well, wanting to fight with the instructor.

"No, Miss Albarn. You would only be cannon fodder to the Headmaster." Glynda said with harsh words that held truth. The Headmaster is Headmaster for a reason.

"Then what makes you have any chance?"

"I'm his partner, and therefore, I know all his moves. Now go! If you still wish to fight, then go take out the other students and spread the word about how to help those poor souls." Reluctantly, the girls, except Maka, left the gymnasium.

"Oh? My, my, Glyndie. Such boastful words. You think that as Headmaster that I have the same strategies, the same moves, and the same attack pattern, and never bothered to familiarize myself with my student's fighting styles to be at an edge against them? Bold words indeed. Miss Albarn, you'd do well to follow your teacher's orders. I know how to combat scythe wielders best." The Albarn girl stood her ground and readied her scythe, Soul Eater, too reap the Headmaster.

"I won't back down from a challenge, Headmaster."

"Then I'll make sure you lose without feeling a thing." Ozpin charged at the reaper and ran full speed through a barrier glyph. Maka twirled Soul Eater overhead, aiming to stab the point of the scythe into the silver-haired Headmaster. It was blocked easily and was stuck between Ozpin's shield and forearm. Ozpin pulled that arm, and landed a powerful Aura palm strike at the defenseless Maka. As such, the reaper was disarmed and rolled over the bodies.

Ozpin grabbed the scythe, which had a secret weapon on it. As soon as he grabbed it, he was shocked with a high-voltage current running through the pole of the scythe. His Aura took the full damage, but his Aura level only stopped at the halfway point.

"Quite the trick, Miss Albarn. ID recognition-triggered Lightning Dust. Commendable, but useless."

"Oh I don't know about that, Ozzy." Glynda said behind him. He tried turning towards her, but was paralyzed. He glanced downwards to see the purple glyph underneath him. "I think Miss Albarn did a wonderful job stalling you for me to do my signature finisher."

"You still remember that?" Ozpin asked completely surrendering to the glyph; it was arguably her strongest glyph, and breaking through it would take a considerable amount of Aura.

"Of course. I used this on you when you peeked on me in the bathroom."

"You won't let that go, huh? Well hit me with your best shot, Glyndie."

With those words, two glyphs appeared in front and behind Ozpin, and those two glyphs sent an arc of earth to squash Ozpin's body. The same glyphs appeared at the ceiling, which did the same action to Ozpin's side. A second set of glyphs went over the other ones and lighting surged through the arcs. It broke after that and Glynda controlled the debris to become one serpentine like object that wrapped around Ozpin's legs and lifted the Headmaster up in the air and slammed to the ground repeatedly. Seconds later, the Headmaster was unconscious.

"The biggest wall has been toppled. Are you alright Maka?"

Grunting while trying to stand, she said, "Yes, Miss Goodwitch. Though what you did was pretty harsh."

The instructor scoffed. "Not as much as Miss Haruno."

"How so?"

"She gave Ozpin broken bones everywhere, with the last hit landing right at his unmentionables." Maka cringed at that simple description, but it did portray the nurse well. "Let's go, Miss Albarn, we have more students to beat into submission."

"Can we go find Professor Oobleck first? I mean he has to have a contraption to end this madness, right?"

"He does, but with the way things are now, Bartholomew has given up; no doubt the rest of the world is affected." She received a message. "Oh, speak of the devil. Professor Oobleck did give up and has resorted to our method. He says that we should go to the PA system and tell the combating students to send the affected students into the red zone."

"It'd help us a lot. We can bolster more troops this way."

XxXxX

( ten minutes earlier from the yaoi scene)

"Had enough, Gray?" Asked Blake, whose blades were at Gray's neck. The wolf Faunus did not utter a word, only dissolved into shadows. Immediately, Blake was flabbergasted; when did Gray switch with a clone?

"I suggest you give up, Blake." Gray said to the cat as he perched himself on a tree branch directly above Blake.

"No."

"Oh I doubt you'll be saying that when I have the ultimate bargaining chip against you." Gray's voice became playful and his smile refused to disappear. He had the greatest ace he could ever have for Blake ever!

"You're bluffing!"

Gray pulled out an encyclopedia-thick novel covered in a mostly black cover and blood red text. It was a familiar look for Blake as it was the book colors of Ninja's of Love. "See if I'm bluffing, Blake." Gray yelled. "Ninja's of Love, trilogy-in-one format, master edition with extra scenes and details, signed by the author herself!" Blake swiftly charged at Gray, who grinded his wheels on the branch to move forward and dodge Blake completely. "Upupup! Bad Blake. If you want this, then give up!"

"How do you even have that?! That's a one in a three-hundred special copy!"

"I bought it!" Gray answered. "Never read it, but why would I? I'm a guy that like's girls. This is just the perfect bargaining chip against you. So, either you give up, or there'll be 299 copies of this left in the world!" Gray laughed as he placed the book, perfectly balanced, on the branch. He placed a rollerblade on top of it, ready to shred the book into inexistence. "I'm waiting, Blake."

"…"

"I'll give you, five seconds."

"…"

"Five."

"…"

"Four."

"…"

"Three."

"…"

"Two."

"…"

"One!"

"…"

"Alright! Shredding time!" Gray revved his motorized rollerblades and ripped page after page off the book. Soon, the perverted book was no more, just confetti blowing in the wind. "Huh…I thought for sure you'd break, Blake. I guess I underestimated you."

Blake laughed. "Yes. You did underestimate me! I have a copy of my own, and not just one copy, but three!" She pulled out the same book that was shredded seconds ago from her back. She presented the smutty piece of literature as if she found the cure for cancer. "You never had me, Gray!"

"…"

"What? Speechless?"

"…I guess I really did underestimate you, and how PERVERTED YOU REALLY ARE! I'm taking you down Blake!"

"Come at me bro!"

XxXxX

(five minutes earlier from the yaoi scene)

Yang was on the warpath! Her fury was unrivaled and visible as her Aura surged like a torch. She knocked out boy after boy in her way as she cleared out floor after floor of boys and girls alike. Faunus and other girls were helping in the fight; though some girls fought against Yang's army. Those girls had similar tastes as Blake, and sadly, they were easily defeated by a neck-breaking punch from Yang herself.

"Yang! Can you please try not to break the school in half?" Ruby pleaded with the frenzied Yang. The Dragon roared as she destroyed her enemies. Floor after floor, the Dragon and her ever-growing army cleared Beacon's walls of affected males. Among the first to go were Professor Port, who was defeated by force dismount of Edgar and trapping him under Edgar, Cardin, who Yang personally broke his legs, Professor Stein, who fell off the second floor by not seeing the window behind him, a ninja with spiky, blue hair, who met a hammer to the face after tripping into Nora's skirt, a symmetry-obsessed boy with twin pistols, who was defeated when seeing Weiss's asymmetrical hairstyle that rebels her symmetrical outfit, and the whole first-year battalion (Or first years in short). The second, third, and fourth years were slowly diminishing as the surge of resistance became stronger as more of the males fall to the Dragon's army.

"No can do, little sis! I'm not letting them get Jaune!"

"Why am I even following you?" Weiss asked herself as she froze several sneaky students trying to flank the front line.

"Because you'll be like those other girls Yang has punched to unconsciousness!" Nora said happily as she sent a cluster of students out the Academy with a homerun swing. "Besides, you don't really hate Jaune-Jaune."

"I don't like him, if that's what you're saying."

Nora shrugged, "Close enough."

Yang's scroll vibrated; she received a call. Picking it up, she answered, "Hello?"

"This is DOA battalion, west building is cleared." Said a feminine voice.

"Roger that." Yang received another call. Putting it on conference mode, she heard the next bit of news.

"Upotte battalion, reporting! No heavy resistance in the north and east buildings."

"Mahora battalion has cleared the plaza. Commander, Xiao Long, how's the south building?"

"South building is cleared. Repeat your advance again and look for stragglers."

"Roger!" The call ended as soon as the battalion leaders answered. Yang turned to her battalion.

"Nora! You're in charge of this battalion; look for stragglers in the upper levels and here as well."

"Roger that, Commander Xiao Long!" Nora happily said with a proper salute to see the blonde commander run off to find Jaune. Ruby, Weiss, and Pyrrha followed with Weiss looking at the blueprints of Beacon's walls, which became 3 dimensional at the push of a button on Weiss's scroll, to see where Jaune could possibly be. Weiss noticed a large, underground room with a labyrinth-like hallways leading to corridors fairly large enough to trap the most basic of Grimm.

"Could this be where Jaune is?" Weiss asked the others in order to get a consensus. Yang examined it. It could be where Jaune is; no one has dared to look at the dungeons. Problem is, there could be traps and such before reaching Jaune. Hopefully the last of the affected students is with Jaune. She also hoped that Vale's male population hasn't been affected by this disaster.

Sad part is that this doesn't stop at Beacon; it spread throughout the whole world. This event, dubbed as World War Jaune, would last thirteen relentless days of battle from the other three kingdoms, for their men have also been affected; their numbers, however were small for their battles were waged at home, sending the winners to Vale to capture the blonde knight as their prize. The White Fang would join too, while the Grimm were a sad casualty in this gruesome battle for one boy's heart.

When the four girls reached the dungeon entrance, Yang asked, "Anyone want to turn around?" None of the girls moved. "Okay! Let's go save Jaune!"

"Yeah!" Ruby and Pyrrha cheered; Weiss did not, leaving Yang and the cheering redheads outside the entrance while she was already disarming trap after trap with Myrtenaster and her glyphs.

"Make way!" A male voice yelled as his blurred form went past the three girls and Weiss. The newcomer kicked the air and created a crescent of Aura that ripped the dungeon walls apart, leaving a vertical tear and a clear path for the girls to walk on. Hurrying, Yang and the others saw the scene played out before them.

Ruby fainted. Pyrrha had a tad bit of a nosebleed. Weiss was flabbergasted. Gray turned away and gagged. Yang…stared in indifference at the scene before her. The lit candles, the shrine to Jaune, the fanservice the two boys were giving off, none of that mattered to Yang.

"Hands off the Vomit-boy! Jaune turned to Yang, and had a face of happiness. His face showed that he saw salvation within Yang's appearance.

"Yang! You're here!"

"Don't worry, Jaune. I'm here to save you!" Ren stopped his kisses and turned to the blonde bombshell. Ren grabbed his top and quickly put it on. He pulled out Storm flower, his bladed guns, from his sleeves.

"Don't think you've won, Yang." Ren said confidently as he and Yang to battle stances. Too bad neither of them saw a pink blur come into focus until it was too late.

"VALKYRIE EXPRESS DELIVERY!" Nora yelled at the top of her lungs as she swung Magnhild down on Ren's head and promptly knocked the boy out due to not strengthening his Aura barrier to block Nora's attack.

"Well thanks, Nora."

"No problem, Yang!"

XxXxX

(fourteen days later)

World War Jaune was over, and everyone was back to normal.

Well…mostly everyone. Jaune and many guys affected needed therapy, which none of the therapists questioned; money is money. Jaune and Ren were affected the most as Ren remembered his actions and Jaune was traumatized when seeing Ren, Professor Port, and Cardin. Team dynamics in team JNPR flopped for a while with the leader being wary of Ren and the possibility of a return of Ren's affections for Jaune. Thank goodness it didn't come to that.

Ino Yamanaka was having a field day with her numerous patients. She saw their memories and laughed at Jaune, her first patient's misfortune. Many requested that their memories of this event to be blocked or removed from their mind. She didn't remove those memories as it would be hilarious for that memory to be triggered and have to return to her office again for therapy.

"Oh, Sakura, what did you get yourself into?" She chuckled while sipping tea.

Blake was defeated soundly by Gray, and was reprimanded by Weiss and Yang, but was soon forgiven. It was her interest, who's to deny her own hobbies? Ozpin and Port were unfazed by this event, but Cardin was inconsolable as his actions made him want to commit suicide, an action his teammates prevented thankfully.

At Beacon Academy, Jaune was contemplating whether to call Yang or not to the roof. He wanted to talk to her to thank her and all, but he was struggling if he should to talk to Yang about what she did that night. Yang was having similar thoughts. She had yet to talk to the Arc boy about what she did that night. It would have been easy to talk about fourteen days ago, but the whole WWJ conundrum happened and screwed everything over.

Jaune called Pyrrha over to talk about Yang. Minutes later, she arrived to the roof.

"So what's this about, Jaune?"

"I-It's about Yang." Jaune answered. Pyrrha noticed his nervousness and hypothesized about Jaune liking the Sun Dragon.

"Do you like her?"

"Aah…let's get to that later." Jaune said in a panicked voice as he waved his hand, trying to portray that that topic would be talked about later. He gulped before telling her about the event. "When I was at the infirmary Yang-"

"-Kissed you." Pyrrha finished.

"Yeah… Wait WHAT!?" Jaune asked, visibly shocked as he tripped backwards before Pyrrha caught him before his fall.

She pulled him up and explained, "Yang told us while you were kidnapped."

"Really?"

"Yes. I'm quite surprised you know."

Jaune explained to the Amazon. "I woke up that night when I saw her, and I slept soon after that. Then I felt the kiss and woke up a minute after that."

"So this is the part where I ask if you like her." Pyrrha said to the Arc boy.

"That's the problem. I don't know what to feel. I mean when I was trying to flirt with girls, I was trying to make girls like me, but when Yang kissed me, I don't know if I can reciprocate those feelings, if she has any for me. I like making a girl fall for me, but not unless I make the first move."

"That's the same situation with Yang. She doesn't know if she likes you or not."

"…?"

"She's struggling with her emotions and is acting like a schoolgirl when she talks about you. She doesn't know if what she's feeling is admiration or actual love."

"So what do you think I should do?" Jaune asked with a sincere need of help.

"Talk to her." Pyrrha answered simply. "It's your only option. Plus, there's no point in delaying the confrontation."

"Thanks, Pyrrha."

"You're welcome, Jaune. Goodnight."

"Night."

Jaune's conversation with Pyrrha really helped. She was right, no point in delaying the inevitable. He took his scroll out and sent a message to Yang, which said, "I need to talk to you, meet me at the fountain by the front door." With that message, which he hoped Yang received, he left the roof and headed for his destination.

Yang receiving Jaune's message made her twitch in surprise. Did he know? Was he calling her to thank her? Was it something else? These questions plagued Yang as she calmly walked to the destination.

"Hey, Yang." Yang stopped, turning to the source of voice. Jaune was sitting by the fountain. She walked over to him and sat next to her fellow blonde.

"Hey." She greeted back. "So…what's this about?" She asked, taking a cautious step towards the topic.

"I wanted to thank you, for saving me and all that jazz. I hear they're calling it World War Jaune." Oh…Yang was disappointed. She expected this, but she was hoping to talk about her kiss to Jaune. "But that's not all, Yang."

"What else is there?"

"You kissed me in the infirmary that night." Yang stiffened.

"H-how do you know that?" The girl stuttered, yet Jaune did not notice. "You were asleep if I remember correctly." True Jaune was asleep when she kissed the boy, but-

"I woke up after that."

"Like Sleeping Beauty, huh?" Yang suggested as she smirked. "Didn't think you'd be the type to listen to princess stories." Jaune frowned and pushed the girl lightly on the shoulder, making her chuckle. Jaune had to admit he liked her laugh, her smile and everything about her. The problem still remained that he didn't know if he actually liked her or not.

"Shut up, Yang."

"So…"

"Do you like me?" Jaune asked.

"…I don't know."

"Same here."

"Then we are at an impasse, Vomit-boy." Yang said mockingly to try and hide her disappointment. Truly, that kiss was in the heat of the moment; she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yeah…" Jaune agreed, his voice almost transparent until he got an idea. "How about a movie tomorrow?" He'd ask the girl out on a few dates; if it's successful, then they'd know if they actually like each other or not. No harm done with this plan, right?

"Are…are you asking me out on a date, Vomit-boy?" Yang could not hide her smirk. It was quite surprising to see the knight take the initiative for once.

"If you want to think it like that. I just want to hang out with you."

"Uhuh…riiiiiiiiight…" Yang wasn't convinced as her face inched closer to Jaune's with her smirk turning into a full-blown smile. "Are you sure you just want to hang out, Vomit-boy?" Her teasing mode was activated as she poked the boy at several places, earning a reaction from Jaune. He was quite ticklish when Yang poked him by his neck and ribs.

"H-Hey! Stop that!" Jaune ordered, trying to slap away the barrage of pokes Yang mustered. Having enough, "How's this?" Jaune did a barrage of his own on Yang, who suffered the same fate as he did. She was quite ticklish too; her body recoiled from the pokes Jaune gave.

"Woah! Quit it, Vomit-boy!"

"Nuh-uh!" Jaune poked harder and faster, making Yang move back more and more to the point she fell and she brought Jaune down with her. "Woah!" Two blondes were on the floor now, one on top of the other, and the one on top getting quite the sensory overload with his face buried on the other blonde's chest.

"Oh? You like that place, don't you?" Within a moment, Jaune stood up and covered his face, not wanting to get hit with Yang's powerful punch. "Oh don't be like that. It's not your fault. I pulled you down with me didn't I?" The boy reluctantly lowered his defense, peeking through the gap between his arms to see a calm Yang. "C'mon, don't be scared." Jaune finally lowered his guard. "There we go. Scared Jaune looks stupid."

"I had heard you don't act like yourself when talking about me."

"Pyrrha told you, didn't she?"

"Yeah…"

"I have to admit that I wasn't myself." Yang said. "When I kissed you…I didn't know what I was feeling; it was just in the heat of the moment, I guess. That offer, for the movie tomorrow, you sure the offer still stands?"

"We were talking about it a minute ago, not a year ago." Jaune said the obvious truth. "Of course it still stands." Jaune lowered a hand for Yang to grab a hold of. The Dragon grabbed the hand and puller herself up.

"What time?"

"…I don't know. Around 11?"

"Sure." Yang answered. With Jaune's motion sickness, it's better to have nothing in his stomach. "Night, Vomit-boy."

"Night, Sunflower." Jaune returned the farewell.

"That isn't an insult, you know."

"Why should I insult a beautiful girl like yourself?" Jaune asked. "It's not in my moral judgment to do that." The girl blushed a bit, and regretted it.

"Darn it, Jaune! Making me act like a schoolgirl again!"

"Hey, hey! I'm just saying the truth. You're a beautiful girl and everyone knows that."

"Stop. Just…stop. I can't handle compliments like yours."

"Huh? Okay… Well…see ya tomorrow, Sunflower." He started walking away and inside the building when he had a dangerous idea. It could get him killed, or score points with Yang. It was a risk, but he'd go for it. Turning around, he walked back to Yang.

"Huh? What is it, Jaune?"

"Payback." Jaune answered. Immediately, he cupped Yang's left cheek and sent his lips into Yang's soft and wonderful lips. The two shared a kiss, not the deep, intimate one, but a kiss that innocent children would have before becoming intimate. The liplock didn't go too far, however, Yang did return the kiss as her right hand cradled the back of Jaune's neck.

And as soon as that became intense, the kiss stopped.

Jaune blushed heavily at what he did. Truly a ballsy move that would have earned him a night at the infirmary; thankfully it didn't happen. With the deed done, the Arc boy went inside saying, "Well…night, Sunflower!" as farewell.

Yang was still at the fountain, shocked about what happened. She instinctively touched her lips. "Huh… That's how you're going to play? I thought I'd get angry. I guess you can be a man sometimes, Vomit-boy." Her dumbfounded look dispersed and she recollected herself. She went inside, wondering what movie the two would watch. "G'night, Jaune."

XxXxX

13 years later…

"And that's how I fell in love with your mother." A boy and girl sat in awe as they reached the conclusion of their father's story about him falling in love with their mother. The boy was shocked; his father learned misfortune that day. The girl was squealing madly like she found out a really deep secret.

"No way did that happen." The son spoke out. "That's way too stupid for it to actually happen!"

"Look in your history textbook, sweetie. It's there as one of the most darkest days of Remnant." The mother yelled from the living room. She was watching T.V.

"Yeah…darkest days…" The father commented lightly, yet somehow his wife heard it.

"Oh, can it, Jaune! You know you lik-"

"Shut up, Yang!"

A pregnant silence emerged as soon as Jaune said those words.

"Oh? Jaune Arc is that a demanding tone you're giving me?" Her voice was sickly sweet with vengeance dripping from her lips, and pain emanating a dark aura around Yang's knuckles.

"No!"

"Dad, can I have the T.V.?" the son asked.

"Can I use your sword?" The daughter requested.

"Why?"

"You're dead." The children answered simultaneously. Jaune looked in disbelief that his children would say such blatant truth to his face when he had at least a five percent chance to live and keeping the house intact.

"Shouldn't you be supporting me?"

"How can I support you? I'm a kid!" The son said. The daughter was bringing in Corcrea Mors and Ember Celica for both parents.

"I honestly don't know."

"Stop standing there then! RUN!" The son yelled, trying to give his father a least a fighting chance.

"Oh! Right! Woah, wait Yan- HONEY! Stop! You're breaking things in the house that shouldn't be brok- AHH! Yang! YANG! SUNFLOWER, STOP IT!"

The door up front was kicked open, yet neither parent cared, for they were in their own little world at the moment. The stranger entered the house, and announced herself, "AUNTIE RUBY'S HERE!"

"RUBY! HELP ME! YANG'S GOING BALLISTIC OVER HERE!"

"Huh? Cool! Soleil, Haru! Bring out the popcorn!"

"Okay, auntie!"

"Ruby? Ruby? RUBY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HELP ME OUT HERE!"

"Sorry, we're about to eat and watch a movie."

"RUUUUUUUBYY!"

And that's it for this story. I know it's tamer than the previous chapter, but it's the resolution chapter. If you dislike this, then tell me if I should spread the chapter out more to flesh out the story, and if I should go even more ballistic on this.

Yes, I had to make that gratuitous yaoi scene to compliment the yaoi harem. I'm ashamed. And yeah…Nora is the MVP of this chapter for stopping most of the fights with style!

I hope you enjoyed this three-shot. If anyone wants me or someone else wants to revamp this, review or PM me about it. I'd like to see what craziness you authors create from what I perceive to be the first-ever Jaune yaoi harem fic.

This is Azure with the madness that is my brain, signing off.