Little Things Chapter 1: Little Things, a rwby fanfic

The Little Things

A/N: I really need to get this out, I get that nobody knows anything about my social life, but I needed to vent badly and this is the best was for me to do it beside… Prepare for major feels.

Chapter

"Pathetic…"

"You really think they'd let someone like you be a Hunter? Are that stupid or just mentally challenged?"

"Look at this guy; how retarded do you think he is?"

"A onesie? Really? And you have no idea about television I'm guessing?"

"You ugly, stupid blonde."

Wetting his lips he dragged the razor against his side again.

"You'll make us proud son!"

"WEAK!"

"Yeah, and then we'll talk about cute boys, like tall blonde and…scraggly over there."

Pain flashed but the sweet relief that came with each slice made it oh so worth it, each and every single damn time he dragged an extra line.

"Jonah Arc, Jonah Arc, had a kid who's not that smart."

He sliced again before dropping the razor with a sigh; this was his dirty little secret that he prayed nobody discovered.

Right now, it was lunch time; under the excuse of not being hungry he dashed up here trembling with anxiety, dashing to his bed he lifted the mattress before grabbing the thin envelope and rushing into the bathroom. He dumped the contents onto the floor to reveal several razors before taking off his hoodie.

Revealing countless scars and cuts.

Everybody assumed that Jaune was just the 'happy-go-lucky' guy without a care in the world. Everybody never stopped to realize or even possible think about the darkness he had, or they all had when he thought about it.

He just wanted to make his parents proud. THAT'S ALL! MAKE THEM SMILE AND NOD IN APPRECIATION OF THEIR SON, JUST SAY 'GREAT JOB!' OR 'WELL DONE!'

Instead, all he ever got was the disappointment, and the inevitable, 'When I was a Hunter,' speech.

'WHO FUCKING CARES! JUST BE PROUD OF ME! FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE PLEASE…please just say it!' he would scream inside his head. Instead he just dropped his head before flashing a smile and saying, "I'll do better."

As it turns out, Beacon was difficult to excel when all of the crap you went through at the beginning.

He spent hours poring over library books and trying to learn fighting styles from all over Vytal. He practiced constantly in his free time when everyone thought he was reading magazines or comics, he did do that occasionally and was reprimanded by his partner…Pyrrha Nikos, the person he truly did not deserve; he wanted to say that he had done the reading, but that would lead to Pyrrha asking questions and Jaune starting to distance himself from her further.

Yes further, when Pyrrha asked if he needed help on the rooftop that night, even going as far as offering him help, he declined politely before leaving the rooftop. Once he left he sprinted all the way to his dorm, thankfully Nora and Ren were out, before snatching the razors and dashing to the Beacon Cliffs that night. He passed out there from the blood loss and woke up a few hours before sunrise; he managed to use his aura to close the wounds and make up for the lost blood before returning to his dorm; to see that Pyrrha had tried to, unsuccessfully, wait for him to return. He knew that his partner was dedicated to him, but…why? Why was it that she was so dedicated? Because he was the team leader? Her partner? What would have happened if he never did meet her? Would she still try to help him?

Those were the very questions that kept running through his mind, he had begun to practically give up flirting in general. All it was to him was empty words now; he had nobody to care for, to love…and vice versa.

ALL HE WANTED WAS FOR SOMBODY TO LOVE HIM!

…

But who could? As Weiss bluntly put it, this 'scraggly knight' knew that he couldn't be the perfect boyfriend for some girl. Not the strong and stupid kind like Cardin, or the nerdy kind, but the in-between.

He wanted to be strong to protect the girl he loved, so that she would feel safe with him, in his arms. He wanted to be funny to cheer his girl up when she was down, and to be everything she deserved in life.

…

But how could he?

He was weak, Grimm as high as a C level could defeat/kill him. He wasn't funny, unless getting laughed atwas some kind of sick joke for girls; he wasn't attractive if he was honest with himself, his noodle limbs, babyish face and the scars were probably scare any girl off.

Jaune shook his head before cleaning up the blood and making sure to check for any more blood he might have missed before he placed his hoodie back on and walked back into his dorm. After seeing that nobody had shown up, he replaced the razors back under his bed, once he made sure nobody would notice, he grabbed Crocea Mors and headed to the roof. While he refused Pyrrha, he did believe that it was a good place to train.

Once up there, he drew his sword and kept the shield in its scabbard form. Remembering the forms, he held the blade up, checking his position; he noticed the flaws before moving his foot back a small way as well as the sword. If the sword was extended too far, then it would be easier to knock out of his grip, after he made those adjustments he began to execute the moves flawlessly.

Right. Right. Left. Right. Backhand side.

Thrust. Thrust. Engage. Repulse.

"How many girls does it make it this time?"

"Fifteen girls as of now, the Repulsion master strikes again."

Gritting his teeth, he slashed the sword before whirling in a circle before rotating his grip to that it was reversed and held it up to his imaginary foe's neck, if he had gotten that close.

If he got to anyone that close at all, in both terms.

"RRRRRAHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHH!"

Jaune shouted with all his being, throwing his sword to the side before gripping his hair and throwing his head back. It wasn't a scream of rage, it was a cry filled with pain and agony and loneliness.

Biting his lip he crumpled as he pressed his hands over his eyes.

I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. I WILL NOT CRY! I WILL NOT CRY!

Through sheer will, he forced the tears back; but he still felt so hollow inside.

The edge of the rooftop looked so inviting, 'Come,' it seemed to say, 'A couple more steps and it will be all over.'

He wanted to, oh how he did.

He felt himself rise, he walked slowly forward.

Five more steps.

…

Four more steps.

…

Three more.

…

Two.

…

Jaune stood on the edge of the rooftop. Down below was the hard cement ground.

One more.

Jaune swallowed hard before shaking his head and taking a step back.

'No, nononononono I am not doing this.'

He quickly stepped off before dashing back and picking up Crocea Mors and rushing back into the dorms.

That was much closer than ever before. He had always gotten close to suicide, leaping from a bridge into cold water below, his mother's gun in his hands, the rooftop. He was just glad that it was a free period today, so that meant Pyrrha would be in the combat simulator with Weiss, Yang and Ruby, Blake would be in the library while Nora and Ren were…well he didn't know, they were too random to find.

He wasn't a stalker, he just made little observations sometimes; Blake often had new books with her almost every other day, meaning that either she had a vast library in her room or she went to the one in Beacon. He knew that Weiss would always try to make herself better and who better to train with than Pyrrha Nikos the whole period till dinner. Yang would often fight, but she would also be ogling at the older shirtless male students and Ruby would make sure her weapon was in pristine condition before returning to her room half an hour after she got there.

It had been thirty-five minutes since he left the Dining Hall, fifteen minutes from lunch to get to his dorm and the rest of the time on the rooftop. As he entered his dorm, he saw that Ren and Nora weren't there, after quickly returning his razors to his hiding place he was planning to take a nap before dinner. Lying down on his bed, still fully clothed he closed his eyes, making sure that his clothes covered the bandages around his torso.

"Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? Where is it?"

Ruby's voice penetrated Jaune's mind and pulled him out from his sleep, checking the time he saw that it was almost time for dinner, about three hours he slept; pulling himself out of bed he exited his dorm before walking to team RWBY's dorm.

He knocked on the door three times before it opened, revealing a rather scattered and upset Ruby; her normally quirky silver eyes were slightly puffy and red.

"What's wrong Ruby?" he asked.

"I can't find my mother's necklace," she said before dashing back into her room.

Her mother's necklace?

"Well, what does it look like and when was the last time you saw it?" Jaune asked, trying to be helpful.

Ruby dashed around the room in a blur of crimson, "It's a thin silver chain necklace with a rose in it and-"

Jaune was paying attention to Ruby, but he couldn't help but notice that the way the color moved reminded him of the cuts he made; the red lines that caused red drops of his blood to appear…

"-I last had it at the cliffs for initiation and I don't know where it went after that."

Jaune blinked, 'Focus,' he reminded himself.

"So it's maybe in the Emerald Forest?" he asked in a questioning tone.

Ruby stopped, before she grabbed her hair, "Oh NO! That's too much ground to cover now! I-I'll need to get Weiss and Yang and Blake and…other people and we can comb the area for-"

Jaune placed his hands onto the younger girls shoulders, "Don't worry about it Ruby, you can figure it out later, its near dinner time right? Let's get going."

The statement was punctuated by the growling of Ruby's stomach, "See, even your gut agrees to go to dinner."

Ruby smiled, "Whatever Vomit Boy."

Jaune winced internally, "Aren't you the guy who threw up on the ship?"

"Sorry, Vomit Boy was my first impression."

Vomit Boy…first impression

Motion sickness and being a Hunter? That crippled him, but he didn't cut that night, not because it didn't hurt, oh it stung; but she was a young girl, she didn't know better…yet.

Jaune forced a smile, "Let's go then Ruby."

If Ruby was still fretting about her missing accessory, she would have been confused on why Jaune didn't retaliate with Crater Face.

*SPLAT*

Team CRDL laughed loudly as Jaune wiped whatever the gooey substance was on the back of his head. Team RWBY shrugged it off, because that was the fifth time it had happened, they stopped worrying after the third since Jaune didn't seem to respond. Nora was too busy eating her food (Cheese burger with fries and ketchup) while Ren was holding his head up with his hand while trying to make sure the hammer wielder didn't choke. Pyrrha…was sitting by Weiss, talking about classes, Jaune was glad that Pyrrha spent time with someone that wouldn't bring her down like-

*SPLAT*

Gritting his teeth Jaune reached back to find mashed potatoes and gravy in his hair this time.

'Still don't care. Still don't care. Still don't care.' He chanted in his head.

He took another bite of his small burger and continued to think.

'They wouldn't care if you were gone,' the dark voice in his head said, 'they'd probably cheer along with Winchester and his band of birds. Pyrrha would be partnered up with a person much better than herself, your 'teammates' would be led by someone better than you.'

Jaune gritted his teeth, grabbing his drink tightly, "Shut u-'

The drink was a juice box and when Jaune grabbed it tightly, it sprayed over his hoodie.

Team CRDL laughed harder.

It seemed to echo in his head as he began to calmly try and get the liquid out of his jacket.

The echoing continued, along with the dark voice chanting, 'They don't need you. They don't need you.'

They don't need you~

"-aune?"

Jaune blinked, "Hm?"

He looked to see that Pyrrha was sitting beside him, "Are you alright?" she asked.

Jaune blinked before shrugging, "I'm fine, I'm not concerned about my hair that much," he said.

"Probably why he still hasn't attracted some girl," Weiss muttered not softly enough.

That hurt.

Jaune tried not to show how much that statement hurt, but it still was the truth. He would never be able to attract some girl.

"It's not that," Pyrrha said, scooting closer, "You've been distant the past few weeks, and Cardin seems-"

Jaune shrugged, "Cardin's fine. It's not that bad, I'm used to-"

Jaune stopped, that was too close.

The taunts, the food flinging, the notes in class.

Too close.

"Used to…what?" Pyrrha asked.

Jaune still didn't say anything.

"Jaune," Pyrrha placed a hand on his shoulder, "If you need to talk, I'm here for you."

Jaune rolled his shoulder, causing Pyrrha to remove her hand, "I'm fine."

"But I really think that-"

"I'm fine."

"Jaune please just-"

"I SAID I'M FINE PYRRHA!"

The table went silent, Pyrrha looked shocked and extremely down-trodden, almost as if she was about to cry; Jaune glanced around the table, Ruby was looking at him wide eyed and slightly frightened, while Weiss was looking at him calculatingly with her cold blue eyes. Yang was shocked and wary while Blake shared the same expression of wary as her eyes peered over her book.

Jaune looked at his tray before pushing it forward, "I'm not hungry anymore."

He stood before quickly making his way out of the hall.

*SPLAT*

Something thick and chunky rolled from his neck and down his shirt, the laughter ringing louder than ever, Jaune clenched his hands so hard, his nails began to dig into his palm as he left.

He was a waste.

He needed to go.

He couldn't jump or hang, that would be too obvious, he needed to let the others know he was dead and make it seem it was NOT a suicide attempt. Just the cause of his stupidity.

The Emerald Forest.

That place was loaded with Grimm, great place to die.

Grabbing Crocea Mors and forgoing his armor and Scroll, he went out of the dorm and raced to the Beacon cliffs before hopping onto one of the platforms.

Click-Click-Click-CHUNK!

Remember when people say that before you die, your whole life flashes before your eyes…yeah they were liars.

Jaune knew that better than anyone, he sometimes brushed too close with death, and it wasn't spent thinking about your life, it was about how much pain was in it and how it would be better for you if you just left…permanently.

Jaune had landed in the forest, using his aura to soften the crash before walking around the forest as the sun set. He decided that the best place to die would be at the ruins when he went through initiation, where he got the relic. The memory stuck out because that was when he had the hope that things were going to be looking up for him…turns out fate can be a bitch sometimes.

After an hour, he got there.

'My hero…'

The phrase drawled with so much sarcasm and scorn that it still hurt Jaune, he didn't know what he saw in Weiss, she wasn't a Snow Angel she was an Ice Queen.

He was walking towards the ruins themselves when something reflected into his eye, looking to the origin he saw something small and shiny, laying near the pedestals the relics were on. He cautiously went over before bending down and picking it up, it was silver and covered with dirt, brushing and blowing off the dirt he held it up to see a rose pendant.

'I lost my mother's necklace!'

Ruby's necklace.

The necklace itself was made from a thin silver chain that was rather long, the pendant was a red rose that was outlined with black to mark the edges and curves of the petals to make the rose more defined. Looking on the back, in cursive it read, 'Summer Rose'

Ruby's mother.

Jaune remembered how important this was to his fellow team leader, Jaune didn't know how much it meant to the younger girl but he had a feeling that 'Summer Rose' was probably dead; meaning that this had extreme sentimental value to Ruby.

As he got a better grip on the chain and began to stand, Jaune heard a growl from behind him; he turned around slowly to see a pair of red eyes staring at him through the darkness.

A Beowolf.

He wanted this, to die. To just be forever forgotten and have the world move on into a better world without him.

He looked down at the pendant in his hand, remembering the young girl with her childish view on the world, and how her smile was pure and innocent before shaking his head

He wasn't going to die; he had to get Ruby's necklace back to her, if he died out here and was found later, Ruby would blame herself for his death.

'Run and live…that is an idea I can get behind.'

Holding onto the chain tightly, he sprinted as fast and as hard as he could while the Beowolf howled and gave chase.

He wasn't going to die.

He wouldn't allow the young Rose to lose her innocence through guilt.

The sun went completely out, the only light coming from the shattered moon above; illuminating some of the trees and roots, ensuring he wouldn't fall over, but the numerous branches in his path hit or cut the knights face.

Jaune winced but the pain he felt was something he was used too. However the cuts on his side and lack of good physical endurance were not very helpful in this situation; panting he slowed down to a jog as he approached a clearing...the very same ruins where his (unofficial) team had defeated the Death Stalker.

Jaune turned to see that the Beowolf wasn't behind him, drawing his sword and extending his shield he strained his ears to see if he could detect where the Beowolf may be while doing a mental check of his options.

One: Lay down and let the Beowolf kill him like he intended.

Not going to happen.

Two: Keep running.

The cuts were a damming thing at this point, every breath made his sides feel like they were on fire, that and the stitch made it worse.

Three-

The pounding of feet on the ground made Jaune whirl around, slashing with his sword; he missed as it was too early for the swing to hit the Beowolf but Jaune quickly raised his shield as the Beowolf slashed. While he managed to block most of the claw attacks at his face, he failed to block the attack at his chest. The Beowolf swung both of its claws, so the attacks at his face were stopped with the sound of scraping steel however the force knocked the shield out of his grasp.

Jaune roared with pain as the claws cut through his jacket and made three deep diagonal cuts onto his torso. Stumbling back, Jaune clenched his teeth before bringing up his sword again, he made out the form of the Beowolf lunging again before sidestepping and swinging his sword.

The beast howled in pain as it slammed into the ground, Jaune wrapped his left arm around his stomach, his shield lay somewhere else in the darkness but he was more focused on the Beowolf.

FIGHT!

The Beowolf growled as its red eyes fixed onto the knight.

Jaune panted, but for some reason, his mind came to a conclusion, probably due to the amount of blood he was losing through his chest.

"You're my test aren't you?" he asked.

It made sense.

"You're testing my resolve whether or not to live, do I want it that badly?"

Jaune slowly reached into his pocket with his left hand and drew out Ruby's necklace.

"Do I want to live?" Jaune panted, "No." He held up the pendant higher, so he could see it as well as the Beowolf, "But I will keep trying. I have a team depending on me, and I will be damned twice over before I let them down. As long as they need me there, whether to vent, hug, or hate, I will be as strong as ever."

He put the necklace over his head before holding up his sword.

"Now come on," he muttered, "Come on you bastard. COME OOOOOONNNNNN!" He roared.

The Beowolf obliged; howling it charged, paws hitting the forest floor in tandem with each other, while Jaune did the same and grabbed the sword with both his hands; he knew that his weapon had been part of his family line so he channeled his aura into the muscles in his arms and shoulders before slashing it upward with all the strength he possessed. He predicted that the Beowolf would repeat the action of leaping first as it was probably in its nature.

He was correct, and the Beowolf leapt into his sword swing and was cleaved into two pieces before flying over the knight and hitting the ground with a thump.

Blood flushed out of the body and hit Jaune's front and head. Panting heavily, the sudden strain of his aura infused muscles and the fatigue of his sprint left him winded before he fell back onto the ground, sword falling from his grasp.

Groaning, Jaune opened his eyes to see…the dark sky, must have only been an hour or two. He started to reach for his Scroll only to realize that he left it behind; sitting up, he felt his wounds ache with pain, shoving his aura into his injuries he dimmed down the actual severity of the wounds to a minor level. Grabbing his sword he went looking for his shield, he had to climb into his dormitory; there was no way that he could enter his dorm without his Scroll.

Several stories later, Jaune grunted as he lifted himself up to the window. Pushing it open with his palm he hoisted himself into the room, head first before carefully lowering himself onto the ground. Once he was fully inside, he stood and softly shut the window.

Nora was drooling and clutching her pillow in a death grip while Ren lay unmoving.

Pyrrha…

She was lying on his bed, huddled in a ball and clutching the sheets tightly.

It was only a few hours…

Aaaaaaaaand she was on his bed. He needed to get those razors; he had something important to do with them.

Biting his lip, he carefully went to her side before slowly putting his arm underneath her shoulders and the other under her knees before picking her up and carefully placing her onto her bed. Making sure to place her head under her pillow and snagging the comforter off of his bed and putting over his partners sleeping form.

Once that was done, he went to his mattress before lifting it up and snagging the razors, he was about to go to Team RWBY's room before he remembered to grab his Scroll. Flipping it in his hands he walked out the door.

He opened his Scroll before firing Ruby a message, "Come to the door," was all it read.

It wasn't a moment later as Jaune was taking off the necklace when Ruby opened the door and looked at him, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. As he was leaning against the doorframe, he gave her a grin and a two-finger salute, her eyes widened at the sight of him; they widened even more as Jaune held up the necklace.

"I believe that this is-"

He was cut off as the girl hugged him.

"You're alright! Oh my gosh where have you been? We've been looking for you all ov-"

Ruby gasped and her hands shot up to her mouth, "You…oh my GOD!"

Jaune blinked, "Wow. What do you mean by where have I been? It's only been a few hours, and why are you looking at my-"

Jaune stopped as he looked down.

He was covered in blood, flecks of it on his sleeves and tons around his chest, the three cuts on his body and hoodie didn't help that matter, not to mention that his hair felt all stiff and it wasn't from the food Cardin was throwing at him.

"Oh," he said.

"What happened? Why are you covered in blood? And I mean that you've been missing since you left the Dining Hall the other day. We got that you were upset when you didn't return to your dorm and we were all ready to talk to you today, but when you didn't show up we all got so worried. Pyrrha was a nervous wreck, Weiss was more concerned than ever and even Nora was down."

Jaune blinked, as his sub-conscious began to say its rant about them looking for someone to mock, he squelched it down as he held up Ruby's necklace.

"I've been looking for this," he said, "May I?"

Ruby blinked before she nodded, Jaune then carefully placed it over the girls head and moved her hair out of the way.

"Look Ruby, I'm sorry about worrying you guys…and I'm sorry for a bunch of other stuff too. But just…I…I might do something stupid one day," Jaune swallowed, it was really uncomfortable to talk about this, "so just…make sure I don't by sticking around please. You just…make my life a bit easier."

Ruby nodded but her face was all confused, "What do you mean?" she asked.

Jaune shook his head, "Don't worry your head Crater Face, just go get some sleep."

Ruby pouted before shutting the door.

A figure stirred before sitting up in her bed, blinking she looked over to see that she wasn't in the bed she had originated onto. Biting her lip, she remembered that she was concerned for Jaune and when he didn't show up, her body was filled with mass amounts of panic before she ran all around campus searching for her leader. Heck she even beat up Cardin in Combat Class after he heavily insulted Jaune before she rushed back to her dorm crying before throwing herself onto Jaune's bed and pleading for him to be alright.

She looked around to realize that she was in her own bed, and the comforter she had on was from Jaune's bed.

She looked at the door of the dorm, to see it cracked open slightly, "Jaune?" she said softly.

One more step…

Jaune carefully sat down onto the edge of the rooftop, his feet dangling carelessly over the edge. He pulled out the envelope and dumped out the five razors into his hand; taking one in his hand he shrugged before tossing it over the side, the same with the next one and the next. Now there were only two left, and it was getting harder to toss them away. Swallowing, he toyed with the fourth remaining razor, rolling around in his palm, not minding the way the edges of the razor would get caught slightly on the skin of his hand, the said limb shaking, it extended out before it opened and the razor fell down to the earth below.

One more…

He looked at the sharp object…blood still flecked slightly on the edge.

"JAUNE!"

Instinct kicked in and after clenching his hand, Jaune only had time to turn and see a red blur before the back of his collar was tugged and he was sprawled over the rooftop.

"Wha-"

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Pyrrha stood over him, clad in short shorts and a red tank top.

"Thinking," Jaune said, thankful he didn't open his hand for that last razor, "I don't have a low intellect like Weiss says I do."

Pyrrha raised her eyebrow, Jaune recognized that look, and she reserved it in battle when she was going to tear the enemy apart.

"Really? So sitting on the edge of a rooftop in the middle of the night after being missing for twelve hours and being covered in blood is part of 'thinking' for you?"

Jaune scratched the back of his head with his free hand, "I…yeah no response to that."

Pyrrha sighed before she sat down next to Jaune, "Look, we need to talk."

They don't need you.

"W-What about?"

"You've been…not yourself these past few days. You've been different ever since that night… no one see's you for a while and you're more reserved, I mean normally you're so talkative and-"

Jaune went cold, "Stop Pyrrha."

"No, you need to-"

"I'm not saying stop and leave me alone," Jaune said, "Just here me out."

Pyrrha bit her lip, wanting to speak but she nodded her head.

"What do you know about me?" he asked, "And I don't mean little things like my name and stuff, I mean what do you about me. What do I like? What do I hate, what do I do in my spare time?"

Pyrrha opened her mouth before shutting it, she repeated the action before looking down at her lap, "…nothing."

Jaune nodded, "Exactly, I talk Pyrrha, I talk a ton to people. But I don't ever tell anything to anyone."

Pyrrha looked more downtrodden, Jaune continued, "Now after that, do you really have the capability to call me your friend?"

Pyrrha shook her head, a deep pain stung his heart.

Jaune stood up, "Well then I think-"

Suddenly his collar was grabbed and bright angry green eyes filled his vision, "You're right, I am not that good of a friend, much less teammate. And I am so sorry, but don't think for one damn minute we are through Jaune Arc."

Jaune didn't react, only raised his hands before removing the grip on his clothes before cocking an eyebrow at the girl, he nodded at her to continue.

On the inside he was worrying fretfully, what was she going to do? Tell Ozpin his secret? Or…leave his team.

They all hate you

"Jaune, when you put it like that I can't help but be mad at you; you leave us and return coated in blood, your clothes totally trashed and missed a whole day at school, and still have the audacity for being cold to me and say I haven't been a good partner? Let alone friend?"

Jaune began to fall into despair, his hand tightening around that razor, after she left several cuts sounded good right about now.

Then Pyrrha sighed, "The only person I should be mad at…is myself."

What? Jaune stared at Pyrrha as she seemed to do a complete 180.

"I don't know anything about you, past or anything. I just…shrugged it off I guess, but I swear Jaune I will learn."

Jaune started to feel…almost lighter.

"You…w-what do you…huh?"

"I'll be there for you, if you ever need anything. Just say the word, I haven't been a good friend but I will try to be that, if not partn-URK"

Jaune grabbed Pyrrha before pulling her into a hug of Nora proportions.

Pyrrha heard her back crack before she returned the hug.

"I…Pyrrha," Jaune managed to say, his throat was tight and he was close to crying, this person. This beautiful person he did not deserve, was going to help him.

"My past…isn't easy, its just that…well your all of this…amazing stuff and I'm just…" he had to say it, come on he just had a breakthrough and he cant stop now! "weak…I've always been weak. But that is going to change somehow, it will."

Pyrrha smiled before hugging her teammate tighter, not caring about the blood on him, she finally had a moment that brought her closer to him.

"I know, if anything Jaune, you keep your word."

Jaune smiled before releasing his teammate, "Well its late. I guess it's a good time to go get some sleep then."

Pyrrha nodded, "Yeah, and you are going to stay for the night or I will stick to you like Nora does to Ren.'

Jaune chuckled, his hand was loose, and about to drop the razor.

But…did he want to?

Pyrrha was a stepping stone, the beginning, Ruby was there to…but it would take a while.

He tightened his grip on the razor, feeling it cut into his palm, "Let's go."

"…today? A vortex six f***ing eater V8, a box fill of hollow-points and Lord willing a GD Twinkie. Gotta enjoy the little things."

"I hate to give credit to anyone who looks like Yosemite Sam, but I'm writing it down, Rule #32: Enjoy the Little Things."

-Tallahassee and Columbus.

Zombieland.

A/N: Sorry…I know that this is fanfiction, and I don't want to start about all this stuff and be yelled at for venting; I had to get this out though. I actually have thought out a plotline for this, but only if you guys want me to. Again sorry, but I had to vent. Also, if anyone wants to talk about stuff, I'll listen.