A/N: This here is a one-shot that I needed to get out of my head.
Seeing as we don't know anything about WInter Schnee, I've taken a few liberties: 1) Winter is 6'0", because no one really knows how tall she's gonna be, so that's the height I'm using; 2) I can't really describe what it is that Winter's wearing, so I'm kinda hoping most of you that read this have seen her concept art already (look up her concept art); 3) seeing as we know next to nothing about her, feel free to take how I portray her with a grain of salt. I mean, while I can't say I portrayed her correctly (since she hasn't appeared yet), I'd like to think this is how Winter could be.
Other than that, let's get this ship rollin'!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.
A Fateful Meeting
You know, Jaune could make a list of all the things that could possibly never happen to him in his lifetime considering his luck with the ladies...having a pair of large breasts smothering his face was on that list. And yet, here he was.
It was supposed to be a simple outing: get on an airship, arrive in Vale, throw up in a trash bin, head to the comic book store for the latest issue of X-Ray and Vav, buy said comic book, get back on the airship, return to Beacon, throw up upon arrival, return to his team's dorm, lay back, and read his newly bought comic book.
Other than having thrown up twice rather than once upon arrival, everything had gone as planned. What's more, he was able to buy the comic book at a discount!
And now Jaune was currently heading back to the airship to return to Beacon so that he could read his comic book in peace...well, whatever peace he could find when it came to his team. Or better yet, a certain member of his team (*cough* Nora *cough*).
But not even that would get him down. Absolutely nothing was going to bring him down!
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A shame then that he hadn't paid attention to where he was going…or in this case, who he was walking into.
CRASH!
"OOF!"
"AGH!"
And so the clumsy knight inevitably crashed into someone and both came tumbling down…though Jaune, being the not-so-fit person he was despite training with Pyrrha, wound up tumbling backwards with the person he bumped into falling on top of him.
This resulted in a rather...arousing position. Jaune felt what appeared to be the softest, most heavenly pillows pressing against his face. It felt wonderful...he didn't wish for it to end.
It was a few seconds later that he realized just what was pressing against his face...and he internally cheered and panicked.
He cheered because he got to experience this wonderful feeling that only existed in man's hopes and dreams. Cross that off his bucket list.
He panicked...because he was very much sure that he was about to get his ass kicked.
A groan was heard and whoever was on top of Jaune sat up, the "heavenly pillows" lifting from his face.
Don't go~!
Jaune internally smacked himself for that lewd thought. He reminded himself that he was going to get his ass kicked if he didn't think of a reasonable explanation for what happened!
"Uh, I-uh..."
Smooth, Arc. Real smooth!
He took a glance at the person unintentionally straddling him...and was left breathless.
This gir-no, this woman, was breathtakingly beautiful. Her white hair was tied up in a bun, with a few strands dangling lazily on the left side of her face, and a great amount on her right side that covered her eye. The other eye was currently closed since the woman was rubbing her head. When she opened it, an ice blue eye was revealed...
Ice blue eyes and white hair...that seemed familiar.
In any case, Jaune made a quick inspection of her body...and had he been standing, his jaw would've dropped to the ground.
She had a perfect hourglass figure. Thin waist, incredible legs (which were mostly hidden by...leg armor?), large breasts that looked twice as large as Yang's, possibly even bigger than that!
Return to me, ladies.
Jaune internally smacked himself again. Now was seriously not the time!
He looked back to the woman's visible eye, and for a moment, cerulean blue met ice blue.
Seriously! Those eyes, er, eye seems familiar. Same goes for the white hair.
It was a moment later that the woman realized the position. Her face exploded in a blush and she hastily got up. Jaune got up as well, backing away a few feet, his face equally as red.
Both said nothing for a while. What could they say, really?
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Well, it was obvious that Jaune had something to say.
"I'm so sor-."
"Are you ok-?"
Both stopped when they spoke at the same time.
"Um, you go ahead," the woman offered.
"No, no," Jaune counteroffered. "Ladies first."
"A gentleman, I see," the woman said with a smirk, then cleared her throat. "Are you alright?"
"Huh? Oh yeah! I'm fine! Just a little dazed is all...what about you?"
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you."
Yeah, you are.
Jaune once again internally smacked himself. Stupid teenage hormones!
Jaune cleared his throat. "Well, um...sorry about...you know-."
"Bumping into me?" the woman supplied. "I might've made a big deal about it, but I was sort of busy in my own thoughts, so I wasn't looking where I was going."
That...wasn't what Jaune meant, so he amended what he said.
"No, I meant...um." Jaune's face turned a shade of red for a moment.
"...Oh." The woman blushed as well. "Well, it couldn't be helped, I suppose."
Wait...she's not gonna kick my ass?
"Although," she continued with a sly smirk. "I don't doubt you enjoyed a beautiful woman straddling you like that."
...Okay, the straddling part, while also embarrassing, wasn't what he meant eith-, wait.
Did...does she not realize what happened before the straddling part?
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Jaune internally swore to take that to his grave.
"Uh, r-right!" Jaune stuttered nervously. "That's what I meant."
Jaune dug around his brain for a change in subject before she could get suspicious.
"So...the name's Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it!"
Did he really just use that line?!
The woman tilted her head (which Jaune found rather cute). "Do they, now?"
"Uh...not really." Jaune slumped.
The woman giggled (it sounded heavenly to Jaune). "Well...I suppose it does roll off the tongue." She practiced it a couple of times. "Jaune Arc...Jaune Arc...Jaune Arc."
Even her voice sounded like a melodious tune.
"Right, now it's my turn," the woman said. She curtsies. "My name is Winter Schnee."
Winter Schnee…a beautiful name for a beautiful wom-, wait.
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It finally hit Jaune like a pair of heavenly pillows to his fa-
No! Bad Jaune! Bad!
"Say," he began. "You wouldn't happen to be related to Weiss, would you?"
Winter stepped incredibly close to Jaune, who of course stepped back. This continued until his back was pressed against the wall. At this point, Winter was up in Jaune's face to the point that he could feel her breath when she breathes...
Oh, and there was also the fact that her arms were crossed over her chest, accenting her bust.
It took all of Jaune's willpower to not look down.
Winter narrowed her eyes at him. "Just how do you know my younger sister?"
Well...other than the fact I tried (and failed) to get a date with her….
"I go to Beacon Academy and I know her because my team and hers are friends."
Winter gave Jaune a glare that rivaled-,no, surpassed the Ice Queen herself, for a moment longer before finally stepping back.
"I see."
Jaune internally sighed with relief.
"In that case."
Winter took Jaune by the arm and dragged him off.
"W-What are-?"
"You and I need to have a little chat."
Jaune cried anime tears. Not that he didn't enjoy being in the company of a drop dead gorgeous woman…but he really just wanted to go back to his dorm and read his comic book.
Judging by Winter's tone, however, this was not up for discussion.
Jaune and Winter were currently sitting at a local café. Both had cups of tea.
Winter took a sip of hers and looked to Jaune. "So, how is my sister doing?"
Jaune set down his cup. "Well, she's doing great, actually. She's on a really good team, Team RWBY. My team and I are actually good friends with them. You could even say they're like a sister team to us, and vice versa."
Winter hummed, setting her cup down. "Is Weiss the leader of her team?"
"Um...no, not really."
"...I see."
Both sat in silence for a good minute or two, each in their own thoughts.
Winter was currently thinking how her and Weiss's father would be very displeased that Weiss wasn't the leader of her team. Of course, it was hard enough as it is to get any form of recognition from that man. It had been tough growing up under that man, especially since he would come home furious every time.
Jaune, on the other hand, was actually quite puzzled. Many things were going through his head at the moment. Such as how this woman was Weiss's sister. He could see the resemblance, of course, but Winter turned out to be more...developed. Not to mention that Winter seemed...nicer? Though Jaune had no doubt that Winter had a bit of the Ice Queen in her.
Heck, she might have been the original Ice Queen and Weiss got it from her!
Though this isn't what puzzled Jaune. No, what puzzled him was why Winter was asking about Weiss to begin with. They were sisters after all. Shouldn't Winter know this stuff already?
At the risk of being yelled at or given bodily harm, Jaune decided to ask.
"Winter?"
Winter looked up at Jaune. "Yes?"
"Uh…if you don't mind me asking. But...shouldn't you know about this stuff already? I'd think that Weiss would tell her older sister about her time at Beacon."
Winter didn't seem offended that Jaune asked a personal question. She didn't even seem like she would either yell at him or cause him bodily harm.
No. Instead, she looked...sad...and remorseful.
"I-I'm sorry," Jaune apologized. "You don't have to-."
"No. It's alright." Winter waved the apology aside and thought for a minute. "Jaune...do you have siblings?"
He raised an eyebrow at that, but nonetheless answered. "Yeah, seven sisters to be exact."
If Winter had been drinking tea when he said that, she would've done a spit-take.
She gawked at him. "Seven sisters?!"
Jaune chuckled, idly scratching his cheek. "Heh, heh. Yeah..."
Winter couldn't imagine having to grow up with more than one sister, let alone seven. Not only that, but that meant Jaune was not only one of eight children, but the only male child, while the rest were females.
A lone boy…growing up with seven girls...
Winter couldn't help but pity Jaune. She knew how sisters could be. It must've been a...unique and eventful childhood.
Though a stray thought entered her mind at the thought of a family where two parents had eight children.
The Arc men seemed to be...very fertile.
Winter blushed and shook her head of the thought. Why would that matter to her? She needed to get back on topic.
"Anyway...do you get along with your sisters?"
Jaune didn't hesitate. "Of course I do. They'd do anything for me, and I for them."
That made Winter smile. "Well...my sister and I don't have that same relationship." Now she frowned. "In fact, we're hardly on speaking terms anymore."
"Why?" Jaune couldn't help but ask.
"Well..." She paused and took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "When we were young, we were nearly inseparable. We played together, did each other's hair, the usual childhood stuff. One time Weiss even asked for bunk beds."
Winter chuckled at the memory, how Weiss a seven-year-old Weiss looked indignant at not getting bunk beds.
"But then the time came for our father to choose the one who would inherit the company. I was ready to accept this role, the daunting task of running a company and dealing with whatever backlash that came due to all that my father had done."
Winter frowned again. "But instead...he chose Weiss. She would be the one to inherit the company, while I'd simply work in it. While I got a high position, it still wasn't what I wanted. What I hoped for."
Her frown deepened. "Weiss was being tutored all the time, so we hardly saw each other anyway. And the times that we did...I pushed her away. I was furious that she was chosen to be the heiress, and so I resented her for it. I never spoke to her except when required to, and I always gave her angry stares when she tried to speak to me. Eventually, she stopped trying and simply continued with her studies."
Now she was slowly getting teary-eyed. "As time passed, I...I realized that I had been wrong to resent her. Instead, I should've been supportive of her and helped her though this. But by the time I realized this, the damage had already been done. Our relationship was irreparable, the bond we once had...severed. And...and..."
Winter couldn't take it anymore. She burst into tears and hid her face in her hands, sobbing all the while.
Jaune scratched the back of his head nervously. He didn't know what to do in this situation. He had his father's advice when it came to the ladies, but it was all useless in this situation...
Actually, now that he thought about it, his father's advice was useless period. At least, that's what his friends say. And somehow, his friends seemed to be wiser than his dad in regards to girls...then again, most of his friends were girls.
Back to the point. Jaune didn't really know what to do when a girl was crying...well, a girl that wasn't his sister. If it was his sister that was crying, he'd hug her and let her cry into his shoulder until she calmed down.
Now, Jaune wasn't sure if Winter wanted to be hugged…but he couldn't think of any other way to comfort her, so~...
The sound of a seat moving could be heard. Winter, still crying, removed her head from her hands and found Jaune standing near her, arms outstretched. She gave him a questioning look.
Jaune shrugged. "Hugs make everyone feel better."
Winter stared silently at Jaune...then immediately stood up and embraced him, sobbing into his shoulder.
Jaune, for his part, wrapped his arms around her and stayed silent, letting her cry her heart out. In any other situation, he would rejoice at having hugged a beautiful woman...
But now was not the time. He was comforting her right now. Plus, he couldn't rejoice about hugging her when she was crying her heart out. That wasn't the kind of person Jaune is. If he was to rejoice about anything about this situation, it would be for when he succeeded in comforting her, making her feel better.
So he stood there, his face showing calmness and comfort...and a shade of pink?
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Oh right, seeing as they were hugging, that meant that certain large "assets" were pressing into him. Despite the blush, he didn't let it get to him. He simply waited.
After a time, Winter finally calmed down and stopped crying. She took a step back and found that she and Jaune were in each other's arms. Both blushed and stepped away from each other.
"S-Sorry," Winter apologized, her face beet red.
"I-It's alright," Jaune replied, equally red.
Both said nothing for the moment.
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"Thank you."
"Huh?"
Winter smiled at him. "For the hug. It...really helped.
Jaune scratched the back of his head nervously. "It was nothing. You looked like you needed a hug."
"I did," she said, smiling.
Once again, silence.
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"Well," Jaune finally said. "I need to get back to Beacon."
Winter nodded. "Mind if I accompany you to the airship?"
"Huh?"
"I'd like to speak with you some more."
Jaune stared at her for a moment before smiling.
"Sure. Why not?"
And so Jaune and Winter traveled to the airship together.
While walking, they conversed with each other about many things. Mostly things concerning Weiss. Jaune had been happy to share what he knew, which was, while not a lot, still something, seeing as his team and Team RWBY hung out. He was able to tell her things like: how she was the top of the class when it came to schoolwork (no duh), and how she was skilled in combat (Jaune knew from watching her fight...and having the unfortunate pleasure of fighting her himself...it didn't end well).
While he didn't mind telling Winter all this (despite the fact that Weiss should be the one to tell her), he made sure to keep some parts secret...such as Weiss's infatuation with a certain blue-haired cool guy. That was personal.
While he had been explaining stuff, he had somehow (and he felt really stupid about this) let a certain tidbit of information that he preferred not to share.
"I actually tried to get Weiss to go out with me."
The air turned cold.
Jaune paled and slowly turned to look at Winter...who had a blank expression on her face. Yet her eyes said something else.
"Really now?"
Jaune tried to save himself. "B-But she rejected me every time! A-And eventually I took the hint!"
Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!
Winter stepped towards Jaune and glared. "And just what were your intentions towards my sister?"
Jaune panicked. "I-It's not whatever you're thinking! It's just-!" Jaune paused...then sighed. "It's just...at the time, I had been completely head-over-heels for her. She was cold at times, but she was also incredible, smart, graceful, and talented. She was...Weiss."
Winter was still glaring at him, but it had lessened a bit. "You said 'at the time'?"
Jaune chuckled. "Y-Yeah. I liked her for...her. But over time, and after many rejections, I realized that it was simply a crush, and nothing more."
Now the glare on Winter's face was gone. The reason that she had been glaring in the first place was because men usually pursued both her and Weiss for selfish reasons: either for their looks (mostly Winter than Weiss) or the perks of their last name...usually both.
But if Jaune had liked Weiss for Weiss...
At least there were some good men in the world.
"Well, here we are."
Winter looked ahead and saw that they were now at the airship that would take Jaune back to Beacon. She turned to Jaune.
"It looks like this is where we part ways."
"...Maybe."
Winter raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Jaune turned to Winter. "I was thinking...why don't you try to talk to Weiss?"
"W-What?!" she exclaimed. "I-I can't! We-!"
"You can't accept that you'll never be able to talk to Weiss again," Jaune insisted. "I know it's not my place to get involved in family matters when it isn't my family to begin with, but I still think you should try. If your bond with Weiss is as severed as it is, then you've got nothing to lose."
That actually made Winter think for a minute. He was right. She really couldn't put it off any longer. And she really didn't have anything to lose, but a lot to gain. Either she and Weiss were able to reconcile, or they wouldn't and things went back to normal...
"Alright," she conceded. "I'll try."
Jaune grinned. "Great!"
He held out his arm to her. "Shall we?"
Winter giggled and took his offered arm. "Let's."
Jaune and Winter stepped onto the airship.
Jaune was currently laying on his bed in his team's dorm room, reading his newly bought comic book as he waited.
The ride back to Beacon was smooth and uneventful. During the ride, Winter had decided to ask about Jaune and his team. He had been happy to tell her about them: his partner, Pyrrha Nikos (Winter was surprised by this), the bubbly Nora Valkyrie (Winter actually giggled at just how bubbly) and her stoic partner and childhood friend, Lie Ren (Jaune figured that they might end up "together-together", and Winter couldn't help but agree, if she judged what Jaune said about them correctly). When Jaune said he was the leader, Winter was a bit skeptical for a second, but, from what she knows of Jaune from their short time together, he was reliable and kind-hearted, so her slight skepticism went away.
When they had arrived (with Jaune miraculously not vomiting), they had made their way towards the dorms. They had the unfortunate pleasure of running into Glynda Goodwitch. Needless to say, Jaune received a tongue lashing for bringing someone not a part of Beacon Academy, no matter if that person was a Schnee. Ozpin happened to walk by and calm the situation. When Jaune explained why he brought Winter to Beacon, Ozpin decided to let it go for this one time.
After all, who was he to deny the chance of two sisters reconciling.
When Jaune and Winter arrived, they had been lucky that only Weiss happened to be in RWBY's dorm. Winter had kindly asked that she talk with Weiss alone, which Jaune happily obliged.
So now, Jaune had finished reading the comic book and was simply waiting. He winced whever a shout came from the dorm across from his. Though they had eventually subsided. A full hour since Jaune left Winter to speak to Weiss, a knock came from the door. He stood up and went to check. When he opened the door, he found Winter standing there...and she was smiling.
Jaune smiled as well. "Am I right to say it went well?"
Her smile widened. "It certainly did. Right now, Weiss and I are going to hang out like sisters should and make up for lost time. She's actually waiting for me at the moment."
She gestured down the hall. Jaune looked and found Weiss tapping her foot impatiently.
He chuckled. "Well, it's best not to keep her waiting."
Winter giggled. "...Jaune?"
"Huh?"
"Thank you...for everything."
Jaune cleared his throat. "It was nothing, really."
"I beg to differ."
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"You know, Jaune?"
"Huh?"
"You really are a nice guy." Winter leaned towards Jaune and whispered in his ear. "I think my sister missed out on a great guy."
Jaune blushed...which intensified as Winter did something that Juane never thought would happen.
She kissed him on the cheek...quite close to his lips.
He was so dazed that he didn't notice Winter sneak something into his hand.
"I hope I see you again sometime."
And with that, she left to rejoin her sister.
Winter walked beside Weiss as they made their way out of the dorms.
Weiss gave her a look. "Did you really just do that?"
Winter shrugged. "He seems like a nice guy. If anything, I'd say you missed out."
Weiss scoffed. "As if. Don't get me wrong. He's a nice guy and a great friend, but that's all I see him as. A friend."
"To each her own, I suppose," Winter mused. "...You know, he liked you for you."
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"Hmm." Weiss thought of something. "Winter?"
"Yes?"
"What did you put in Jaune's hand?"
Winter grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know."
Jaune had stood in the open doorway for who knows how long. His mind was still trying to process that Winter had just kissed him near the lips.
When he finally snapped out of it, he felt something in his hands. He checked and found a folded paper. He opened it and found a number...
A scroll number...with the words "call me" written on top.
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So, to recap the highlights of Jaune's day:
He bought the latest X-ray and Vav comic book at a discount.
He got to experience the softest, most heavenly pillows to his face, courtesy of Winter Schnee.
Said woman (unintentionally) straddled him.
He (miraculously) got away with the second highlight.
He got to comfort and hang out with Winter.
He convinced her to talk to Weiss, resulting in the two sisters reconciling.
He didn't throw up when he returned to Beacon (He was a man on a mission! No time for vomiting!).
He received a kiss from Winter.
And to top it all off, he got her number...a girl's number...Winter's number...
Considering all of these highlights, Jaune could only do one thing...
He pumped his arms into the air and shouted.
"BOOYAH!"
Glynda Goodwitch glanced up from her scroll. "What was that?"
Ozpin sipped his mug and smiled. "The dawn of a brand new ship."
And a brand new ship it was.
A/N: And there we go. The dawn of a brand new ship.
This had been bugging me for a while. I had checked all the possible ships out their involving Jaune…and Jaune/Winter wasn't on the list.
That being said, I figured I'd try my hand at bringing this ship to life in the hopes that future fics are made with Jaune and Winter as the pairing.
In fact, I've decided to call this ship…Winter Knight. Makes sense. Knight for Jaune, and Winter for Winter, not just as her name, but as the season as well. Plus, if people can call Jaune/Weiss "White Knight", then I can call Jaune/Winter "Winter Knight".
Speaking of which, if some of you readers happened to read my OC fic "The Idiot, The Assassin, The Fighter, and The Robot", then you'll see that the ship name I'm using is actually the name of one of my OC's…I'm considering changing that particular OC's name at some point.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed my attempt at bringing this ship to life. If you liked it, leave a fav and a review.
Let the ship known as Winter Knight (Jaune/Winter) set sail! And may there be many future Jaune/Winter fics!
LATERS!