Alright, so I watched Volume 3, Chapter 1. It. Was. AWESOME! I can't wait till this coming Sunday for Chapter 2 for Team JNPR's fight. I also love Monty's brother's voice for Ren. It was also the most I've heard Ren talk in the entire series. There's Emerald with that line "It's the heiress and the bimbo." And then Blake with the tuna, I was like "WTF lol." What did you guys think?

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. It belongs to RoosterTeeth and the late and still great Monty Oum. Kuro belongs to me and any other OCs and/or references included belong to their respective owners.

Kuro Arc was not the type of guy to fall in love with a girl just because she was "hot n' sexy." No, that was a secondary or tertiary thing. His primary characteristics for his dream girl were more of personality. That being said, he was currently entranced by the bow wearing girl that always say directly behind him during English class.

She is always so alluring, graceful in every single thing she does, but those weren't the only attractive factors that made up the lovely Blake Belladonna. She was many things; mysterious, calm, serene, and enjoys books, but what Kuro found himself drawn to was her heart full of compassion. She was innocent and so pure of heart in that regard of pursuing her dreams as an author and those amber eyes of hers can peer into your soul and made him want her all the more.

Kuro himself was kind of a reserved guy, in and out of class. He usually kept to himself, but sometimes found himself being put on the spot by his brother, Jaune, and Ruby Rose. That, he did not like very much. Especially whenever Ruby's stepsister, Yang Xiao Long, saw forth to make him a little bit uncomfortable by teasing him about his sex life. Kuro was a college virgin, so her insinuations were only met with a deep red face and sporadic stuttering. His disposition earned him the title of the "Teddy Bear of Beacon University."

He made his way to the lecture hall. It was currently five minutes before class started and he wanted to get there early, one trait that he picked up from his parents and sisters.

Jaune… not so much…

Kuro entered the nigh empty room and secured his usual seat center-right. Soon after, more students began filing in and sitting within their respective social groups.

And then he saw her…

She strode in the classroom, climbing up the stairs on the end of the room. Her jet black hair saying at the slightest of movements. She was dressed in her usual turtle neck dark gray sweater, skinny jeans, and low heeled boots. Her signature bow sat on her head, unmoving as always. It sort of gave her the appearance of having cat ears.

"Please sit near me, please sit near me," his inner voice screamed, and then fought with itself. "Please don't sit near me, please don't sit near me!"

Blake was about to take her normal seat when her amber eyes peered into the sapphire ones of a certain spiky haired cutie, who blushed and turned away from her gaze. She silently chuckled and moved closer to him, intending to take her seat next to him.

"Hello." her melodious voice reached his pierced ears and he shivered. His heart pounded on his chest as he glanced over to see her there, right next to him, smiling at him. It took all of his willpower not to faint… again.

'Can't show weakness… I've gotta stand firm!' he thought to himself and he took a deep breath. Kuro turned to face Blake and smiled as best he could, but could not stop his hands from trembling.

"H-H-H-Hi. How are ya?"

'Damn it, Kuro! You're choking!' he berated himself in his mind for the unintentional stutter. Surely, he could do better than this?!

Class went by without a single interaction with the dark haired beauty. He took occasional sideways glances at her and took note of the tiniest amount of purple eye liner she wore.

That was until the teacher, Mr. Doctor Oobleck (Yes, that is what he preferred to be called), called him out.

"Mr. Kuro Arc!"

"Y-Yes, Doctor?!"

"Would you care to tell us what the dagger in the story of Macbeth represented and what happened prior that caused it?"

"Um, yes," Kuro cleared his throat and stood, fishing out the memory from his brain. "The dagger in Macbeth's hallucination represented his imminent descent into insanity as the dagger was goading him into the performing the assassination of King Duncan. Prior to that his wife, Lady Macbeth, had persuaded him to murder the King in order to take the royal crown and become King himself. After the deed had been done, Macbeth had spiraled into a madness that proceeded to worsen as the guilt from having to commit the heinous crime of assassination was eating him alive before he was overthrown and killed for his arrogance. His wife followed his example through suicide and Macbeth died a tragic hero caught up in his and his wife's selfish ambition. Is that correct, Doctor?"

"Yes, very good. You may sit down now," the green haired man adjusted his glasses as he went on with the lesson. Kuro noticed Blake turned to him with an impressed smile and he blushed again and turned away. He heard her giggle at his bashfulness. It was then that he felt a rolled up piece of paper hit him on his head and landed in his lap. Naturally, he uncurled it and the note read—

"Go get her number, Ted!"

—followed by a poorly drawn picture of Yang's head giving him a thumbs up. Kuro turned to where she sat and the blonde wiggled her eyebrows and pointed her eyes towards Blake with a Cheshire grin. Kuro gave her a dirty look before shifting his attention back to the professor.

'At least she didn't call me Porcupine again…' Seriously, was his hair really that spiky?!

"And now, my students, we shall discuss the topic of your end of quarter project. Of course, this is a Summative assignment, so it will count towards 80% of your final grade (A/N: This was actually a thing in my high school senior year. At the end of each lesson, whether it be a project or a test, we get a Summative assessment at the end that counted 80% of our grade.) It is actually quite a simple task: you all will be tasked with recapping the events of the story as detailed as possible. You will have three possible media: a timeline, a slideshow, or an intricate poster board detailing specific events (A/N: Again, this was from my high school days). This will be due in three weeks time, so do take your time with it. Also, the person right next to you shall be your partner for this assignment."

Kuro froze. It immediately dawned on him what this meant as he slowly and nervously looked to his right…

…only to see Blake once again staring into his eyes. It only meant one thing: Blake, his secret crush, was to be his partner for Mr. Doctor Oobleck's project.

Oh, Lord Oum. He was in trouble.

"…they will also be your partner for future projects, so please do your best to get acquainted."

'Thank you and curse you, Doctor…' Kuro's thoughts were conflicted on whether to praise the man or curse him for making him class partners with Blake. He did, however, feel lucky to at least have the excuse to be around her. On the other hand, he would have to keep his cool if he wanted to get to know Blake more than just study and project partners.

'And maybe even finally making her my girlfriend…' he blushed and shook his head. He wanted to take things one step at a time.

When class ended, Kuro packed his belongings and headed out the door only to see Blake outside waiting for somebody. Most likely her roommate, Yang, so he pressed on. But he soon felt a tug on his brown jacket and saw Blake looking right at him with a bemused smile.

"Hello again, Kuro." she greeted him in that oh, so lovely voice.

"Uh… Hi… B-Blake…" he returned the greeted nervously while kicking himself internally.

"Have you decided what we should be doing for Mr. Oobleck's project, yet?"

"Um… I-I was leaning more towards that timeline idea, but that poster board idea seemed to click in my mind." Kuro's stutter slowly disappeared the more he talked. Blake walked beside him to the mess hall to grab some lunch. They walked in comfortable silence, not paying any mind (Well, Blake wasn't. Kuro was) to the whispers of students talking about how the Mistress of Shadows was walking together with the Teddy Bear. His musings were halted when Blake spoke up amidst the chatter.

"Are you taking any other classes this summer?"

Kuro nodded. His voice came out strained as he replied, "Y-Yes. I'm doing an introductory course for graphic design. I wanna go into that field once I graduate. How about you?"

"Just this one and Creative Writing. I'm narrowing my decisions while I still have time left. I was originally supposed to graduate last year, but I purposefully stayed back another year."

"Well, why's that?"

They headed for the door side by side. Kuro held it open for Blake and she smiled again as she passed through.

"I'm aspiring to become an author in the near future, so I'm hoping that I can take all of the literature classes this institution has to offer before I go and start after graduation. It's a more meticulous occupation than you might think."

Kuro nodded. He understood, though he was not into the whole literature deal. His father was putting him and Jaune through school and his only focus was to graduate. His grades were above average, so he had little doubts.

Blake continued before he could get a word in. "This should be my last year, I hope. I spent one year not knowing what I was doing, taking a lot of classes I didn't need. Trying to feel things out. I settled, finally on Literature, and now, I want to get done as soon as possible."

Both 23-year-olds sat across from each other on one of the tables perched outside campus. Blake had settled on tuna salad while Kuro had a hamburger with fruit salad.

"But that's enough about me. Tell me more about yourself, Kuro."

"I-I'm not anyone special…"

"Nonsense. I want to know more about the 'Teddy Bear of Beacon University'" Kuro fiddled with his fingers before speaking.

"Um… well, you know about the graphic design thing. And I took martial arts classes when I was 17… my birthday is on July 18th… I'm actually stepbrothers with Jaune… And I draw… a lot. M-My friends tell me that I'm really good at it though…" Kuro listed off. Blake gave an affirmative hum as he went through the list. "And my favorite book is the 'Ninjas of' series—"

Suddenly, Blake was right next to him and she held his hand firmly with her own. Her eyes gleamed as she looked at him.

"I like you already. A fellow follower of the literal masterpiece."

"Um…" Kuro only blushed from the feeling of Blake's dainty hands on his more calloused ones. She realized this and quickly retreated back to her own seat, her own cheeks dusted pink.

'She… held my hand~' Kuro gingerly thought. He could still feel the soft skin of her hands on his.

They continued their conversation throughout eating lunch, drifting back and forth from their favorite scenes from "Ninjas of" to more common topics. The pair stayed and chatted a little longer until Kuro bid her farewell for the day because he had to get going to his next class.

Before separating in the sunshine, Blake stopped in her tracks. He realized that she was not walking anymore, and then turned to her.

"Hey, Kuro…"

"Yes?" Blake stepped into his personal space and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His arms went around her lower back and he held her to him, enjoying the feeling of her body pressed against his. She did not move much, but enough to softly rub her breasts into his firm chest. The top of her head was nestled just below his chin. He didn't want to let go, but released her at the first sign of movement.

Although, for a moment Kuro could have sworn that he saw her bow… twitch? But that thought flew out the window when he felt something warm, wet, and soft press against his left cheek, near his lips for a brief—a very, very brief—moment. He stared bug eyed at Blake as she started off in another direction.

"It was nice getting to know you, Kuro. I'll see you later for that project." she winked at him and sauntered off.

Kuro inhaled softly and then let out a cheer, dancing a small victory dance. He just got a kiss from freakingBlake Belladonna! The smile on his face stayed for the rest of the day. Whenever his friends asked about it, he simply said that luck just seemed to be on his side today while clutching the cheek that she kissed, blushing a cute shade of red.

Of course, Yang smiled mischievously because she was there when it happened. She silently tailed the two to see if Kuro would do anything during his time with Blake. He was nothing but sweet to her the entire time, not tearing his eyes away to ogle her like some guys did, so she thought the hug and kiss were completely deserved on his part…

…but that did not stop her from recording the funny little victory dance that he did. Nor did it stop her from using the kiss as teasing material once classes were over for the day.

Kuro was about to leave from his shared dorm with Jaune when his scroll rang. Fishing it out of his pocket, he saw "Blake" appear on the screen. His heart sped up and he took a couple of deep breaths before answering.

"Hello?" he said as calmly as he could.

"Hello." Blake replied. "What are you up to right now?"

Kuro sat down on his bed and fiddled with his guitar pick as he talked. "Nothing right now. How about you? Yang giving you trouble?"

"Hey, asshole, you're on speaker~" Yang interrupted, but her words held no venom.

"Oops. Sorry, Yang…"

"Anyways, have you eaten dinner yet?" Blake took control of the conversation again.

"No, I was about to go get some. Why do you ask?" he heard both girls laughing

"Think about it, Kuro: why, oh why would I be asking if you've eaten yet?"

"Um… I, uh… You… want me to come over?"

"Give the man a prize." Yang interjected again, earning a shush from Blake.

"Yes, I want to get a head start on Mr. Oobleck's project as well as get to know you better." Kuro's heart leapt at that last part.

The infliction of her voice told him that she was smiling on the other end, which in turn made him smile.

Blake continued, "I usually am the one to cook for myself and Yang. And why not add one more for tonight? Would you like to join us?"

"Yes!" he replied almost too eagerly. He took a breath, and then spoke again, "I mean, yes, that would be great."

Blake gave him directions to her and Yang's apartment and told him to meet her as soon as he could. When he hung up, he stared at his phone in disbelief for a few moments.

Jaune broke him out his trance when he put down the video game controller and asked, "What happened?"

Kuro blinked his eyes and turned his head towards his stepbrother. "I'm sorry, what?"

"What's up? Who was that?"

"Oh um, Blake asked me over for dinner."

"Blake?" Jaune raised a brow. "As in Blake Belladonna, the girl from your English class, that you haven't been able to stop talking about since we met her?"

"Yeah."

"Well, what the heck are you doing sitting there? Get outta here and go!"

Kuro laughed at himself for a quick moment before rising up from his bed. He went over to his closet and changed into a brown polo shirt and black, baggy pants. He stopped in the bathroom and quickly checked himself out to make sure he was presentable and put his hair in its usual ponytail. After coming back out, he slipped into a pair of white boots and stuffed the directions into his pocket.

"Is this a date?" Jaune asked with his attention turned back to his game.

"I dunno. Hopefully. I don't know many girls who cook dinner for a guy who aren't at least interested in him. Hell, that's what it took for you to start to notice Pyrrha." Jaune chuckled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head.

"Heheheh… Anyways, good luck, Bro. You're probably gonna need it."

"True." Kuro fist bumped Jaune and left for Blake's apartment.

"MAKE SURE YOU'RE PROTECTED!"

"DUDE!"

Blake moved around her tiny kitchen, singing to herself as she filled a bowl with sushi rice. She started seasoning it with a mixture of rice vinegars, sugar and salt, then carefully separating and fluffing the grains with a slicing motion. She took the salmon that she let the out and rubbed the fillets with fine sea salt and let it stand for 30 minutes. She rinsed fish well, pat it dry and sprinkled it all over with rice vinegar.

As she prepared the fillings, she thought of her classmate and project partner. She knew that they were attracted to each other. That was quite obvious. She liked his shyness and the way he seemed a tad uncomfortable, but anxious when talking to her. Kuro did not seem like the type of guy that only went after a girl because of her looks. Although, she did appreciate it whenever he complimented her. That thought put a smile on her face, though she knew that eventually she may have to be the one to make the first move. But for now, she liked having him as a friend.

But that did not deviate from the fact that she had a bit of a crush on him. Walking into class, she would always take a subtle glance in his direction. She fought back a blush every time their eyes met and internally swooned when he gave her that adorably sheepish smile. Yang would usually drag her into one of their little group outings and she would mostly hang around by herself reading, but she smiled behind her book whenever Kuro tried scooting a bit closer yet still respected her personal space. He was also surprisingly articulate, judging by his performance in English today.

All and all, Kuro was a wonderful guy. She was ready to be with someone special and have a relationship and she chose Kuro Arc to be that someone. She did have a high school boyfriend, but after about nine months she realized that he was not the perfect guy for her.

Yang had decided to hit the local club when she found out Blake was making sushi. Yang was not the sushi eating type and preferred actual meat. So, it would just be Blake and Kuro alone. She blushed slightly at the prospect of being alone with him. Subconsciously, she reached for the bow on her head, which twitched at her touch.

'Maybe, I could tell him about… these?' she thought somewhat fearfully while she gently formed the rice into a loosely packed, palm-width log.

Kuro parked his bike next to the gates to Blake's apartment. He checked the address one more time before going inside and up the stairs to the second floor. He stood in front of the room at the end of the hall and knocked.

The sound of footsteps hitting the floor got louder as they reached the door and it opened, revealing Blake in a black yukata with a symbol of a belladonna flower on her chest smiling at him. Her arms wrapped around Kuro and engulfed him in a warm hug. His arms went around her waist and he held her body to his, deeply inhaling her scent that he had grown to adore over the past few encounters. Her hair held the scent of lavender and her skin smelled like a melon body wash. She pulled away, still smiling.

"Thanks for coming over," she chirped.

"Thanks for having me," Kuro replied. He took a few more steps past the threshold into her home. To his left was a small, but functional kitchen. Then, there was the door that she had gone to open. All he noticed of the living room, which seemed large for the apartment, were the bookshelves that were overstuffed with hard covers.

Blake brushed a few midnight colored locks off her face. "I hope you like sushi because that's what we're having."

Kuro made an approving sound and rubbed his stomach. "I love sushi. It's, like, amongst my top three favorite foods."

Blake laid out the sushi on the table over a bamboo tray. "Would you like something to drink? I have soda, beer, or the standard water."

"I'll take soda. I'm not a drinker." he answered and she handed him a can of orange soda while she took water.

He enjoyed how her long and curly hair caught the light and gave her a soft angelic glow. Blake, on the other hand, felt his eyes again. Wanting to catch him in the act, she looked over at him and smiled sweetly. His cheeks turned pink immediately and she giggled in response as she sat right next to him. At the first bite of sushi, Kuro have a groan of delight.

"Blake, this is amazing! You always cook this well?!" Blake's cheeks dusted pink for a brief moment.

"I like to try new things, but it's always better to try them when there's someone else to enjoy it with."

"Well, anytime you want to cook something new, I'll be your guinea pig," he stated, and then gulped down some soda.

The raven haired girl winked at him while her mouth was full. She wiped her lips before she said, "I'd like that a lot. I bet this is better than cafeteria food."

"It's not even in the same galaxy."

When dinner wound down, Blake hopped up to collect dishes.

Kuro stood up and picked up his plate. "I wouldn't mind helping you."

She waved her empty hand in the air. "No, no, no." She smiled. "You're my guest. Guests don't do dishes. But, you can pick out a movie if you like."

"I can definitely do that." He handed her his plate with a smile.

Blake cleared off the coffee table, and then retreated to the kitchen. Kuro went over to one of the several bookcases and looked over the numerous movies that she owned. He finally settled on "Ninjas of Love: The Movie," never knowing about a movie being made.

"I never knew they made a movie of this…"

"They did. And while I still prefer the books, the movie wasn't half bad."

"Do you feel like watching this again?"

"I think I can go for one more time."

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Do you mind if we um..." her voice trailed off into a giggle.

He raised a curious brow and turned his face to her. "Do I mind what?"

She nibbled her lip, feeling a bit shy. It took another moment before she spoke, "Do you mind if we cuddle a bit while we watch the movie?"

Kuro nodded and ignored his nerves for a change. "I would love that," he said coolly as he lifted his right arm for her.

Her amber eyes sparkled. They shared a smile reserved for lovers before she nestled into him.

Her head settled on his upper chest, half on his shoulder, and she curled her legs up on the sofa behind her. His arm fell around her shoulders, resting his hand on her arm as he started the movie.

Throughout the movie, he was more focused on having her in his arms than what was happening on the screen. He reacted with her at the appropriate parts, but his mind was constantly filled with the fact that a beautiful woman was cuddling with him. He listened to her breathing and loved how her breasts were pressed against his side and chest. His free hand moved to her arm over him and he lightly drew his fingers along her forearm. Everything was perfect.

Blake felt her heart beat faster the longer she stayed cuddled against him. She felt like she never wanted to move again. Never before, had she been so comfortable with a guy. This was not something she wanted to rush, she was sure now. She loved how his hands felt on her.

When the credits started rolling, they stayed in their embrace, neither of them eager to move. The DVD returned to the main menu screen and they still didn't move.

For several beautiful moments, they merely enjoyed being close together. Her hand drifted up to his chest and came back down over and over again. He continued to caress her arm and run up and down her side with the other hand. Blake loved his masculine scent and the slight aroma of his deodorant that he had presumably put on this morning.

"Thank you for inviting me for dinner," Kuro stated. He loved the feeling of having her in his arms.

"Thank you for coming over."

He was about to ask her on a date for this weekend, but trepidation struck again. What if he was pushing too hard. Would she think of him as a creeper? Oh, Oum, he hoped not. But soon enough, he gathered his bearings and popped the question.

"A-Are you doing anything on Saturday?" It was now or never!

"Yang wanted me to go with her and Ruby to a new theme park that opens up that day as a way for me to 'cut loose,' but I turned her down. So, I have that day free. Why?" Blake bit her lip while she waited for his response. She hoped he was going to say what she was dying to hear.

Kuro inhaled, his heart was about to beat out of his chest. After a deep exhale, he looked at her and his words were able to come out smooth, "I would like to take you out."

"As in a date?" she asked rhetorically and her giddiness came out in her voice.

He nodded in affirmation. "Y-yeah. I really wanna take you on a date, Blake."

"*gasp* YES!" Blake shrieked in happiness, but cleared her throat and composed herself immediately with an embarrassed blush. "I mean, yes. I'd love to. What do you have planned?"

'Nothing…' Kuro thought, but on the outside he said, "It's a surprise~"

They talked a bit more, still in close proximity. It was getting late, considering that they both had class in the morning. Blake did not want him to go, but she knew that if he stayed, they would stay up all night talking or more and both be wrecks tomorrow.

She walked him to the door. On the way she grabbed the leftovers from the kitchen. After handing the container to him, she said, "Good night. I'll… see you tomorrow." There was a hint of sadness in her tone.

Kuro inwardly smiled at her tone, knowing that he would miss her too. Feeling a bit courageous, he lifted her head with his curled index finger under her jaw. "Hey, don't get so down. Of course, you'll see me tomorrow. Plus, there's also Saturday."

Blake's heart fluttered at the closeness again. He bent down a little, and their noses turned opposite ways and their eyes closed in unison. His lips brushed softly against hers at first, before melting against hers and kissing her delicately. Both of their hearts skidded as sparks ran through every part of their bodies. Her cheeks quickly grew hot and she placed her arms around his neck.

Her mouth opened, eagerly wanting to feel his tongue with hers. He followed her lead and his tongue slithered over her lips. Her body pressed into his and his hand moved over to the back of her neck. Their tongues gently massaged and curled with each other's. A sweet melody of timid new lovers sang in their kiss. Nothing in the world besides them existed in that perfect moment.

Kuro broke off the kiss, pulling back just a bit. Her nose nuzzled with his and they both smiled with their eyes still closed.

"Wow," her whispers came out shaky, "That was... I don't know what to say."

"Neither do I," he whispered back.

Blake's entire being felt warm, and fresh shockwaves were still traveling through. She smiled again as she felt his wet lips kiss her forehead.

"I need to go, or I'll never leave," he said quietly.

She looked up at him and pouted playfully. "I know." Her lips curled back into a smile. "I look forward Saturday."

"As do I." He kissed her lips gently one more time. "I had an awesome time here. Have a good night, Blake. And tell Yang I said 'Hey.'"

"You too, Kuro. Be safe out there." she waved as he closed the door behind him. Blake placed a hand over her heart with a dreamy expression.

'I swear, I'm falling for him even harder now~'

This stuff was actually drawn from my personal school days.

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