AN: What the hell am I doing with my life? I should be writing a research paper for school that will decide if I get to the next grade or not. But instead I´m writing this. Fuck my life. Oh and sorry if the talking scenes feel a bit weird/robotic/derpy/not human enough. I am an introverted person and just gained enough courage to ask a classmate out last week. I don't have much experience with conversations outside of my family. Oh look, I'm rambling

The feeling of waking up is not something most people like. I am one of those people, and Pyrrha isn't. So when I opened my eyes I was pleasantly surprised to find her in my embrace. Then a deep red blush spread over my face. We were naked. In the same bed, spooning. I don't think I would be the only one to blush in a situation like that. My arms were around her, cupping her breasts in my sleep and I was still sheathed inside of her.

The second my grip on her breasts slackened she woke up. I could tell by her body tensing in my arms, the slight but sudden movement of her arms and the arching of her back.

"Hey Pyr."

Immediately after hearing my whisper she relaxed and slacked in my arms.

"Morning Jaune."

She turned around and looked at me, straight in the eyes. There was a long pause in our conversation, not awkward or anything, we were both just trying to come to grips with our actions last night.

"So uh….last night….was great?"

My apparent hesitation was enough to pull her out of her deep thoughts, causing her to chuckle slightly, her eyes full of happiness.

"Yes Jaune. It was great. It was something I had wanted to do for a while, but I was never brave enough to just admit my feelings for you, not before you…."

She stopped talking, the happy glint in her eyes disappeared, replaced by grief and she started sobbing.

It is really uncomfortable to have a girl with who you had sex with a couple of hours ago start sobbing in ones embrace. I was confused by her sudden change of emotions. One moment she is ontop of the world and next it's like someone drove over a puppy infront of her.

I didn't know what to do, so I followed my instincts and pulled her into a hug. So we stayed for a couple of minutes, her sobbing into my shoulder while I was sitting there, confused and wondering what I did wrong.

Slowly her sobs started to die down, she recomposed herself and looked at me, her tears glistering off her cheeks and sadness in her eyes.

"You can go now Jaune, I am at peace."

That sentence caught me off guard. Was what we shared last night just some random act? Not just two teens consummating their relationship, making up for lost opportunities and time?

I felt betrayed, angry. I poured my heart out to her during our night together. I thought she felt the same for Oum's sake.

Then she spoke up again.

"There is no reason for you to linger in the realm of the living for my sakes. I shall meet you in the underworld when my time comes, there is no need for you to cause yourself pain just to comfort me."

And just like that, all my doubts were washed away. Although my confusion remained. Where would she take the idea that I had returned as a ghost. I mean yes, I had died, atleast they thought I did, but still, the ghosts told in stories were never corporeal and you can't have sex with something you can walk through of.

"Pyrrha, It's me, Jaune. I'm alive."

Her eyes had slid downward, as if she was expecting me to just start disappearing into the thin air. When I spoke to her, her face whipped up so fast that I was worried for a moment that she had given herself whiplash. Her wide eyes bore into me, not seeing any change in my form, no floating away, no disappearing into thin air.

"B-But…. I saw you die. I held you in my arms as life slowly left your eyes, I was there when the medics declared you dead. I was there when…that bitch s-shot you."

She devolved into crying again. And I just hugged her tighter to her and tried to calm her.

"Shh. Shh. It's okay. I'm here Pyr, I'm here."

She gasped suddenly. Her hand now placed infront of her mouth.

"B-But, If you are here and alive. Who did we bury?"

I winced at that. She was most definetly not going to like this.

"Pyr, I was inside of that coffin. I remember being lowered into the grave, the last prayers of everyone and then the sound of being buried."

Her eyes went even wider than they had been before.

"What. S-So… We buried you alive?"

Great moves me. Of course, not only did you imply that she gave up on you but also you pretty much said that she also buried you while you were still alive. Fuck my life.

I didn't let her fall deeper into despair, I kissed her on her lips and poured all my feelings for her into that one kiss. To show her that I didn't blame her, to show that she was not at fault.

We were interrupted mid kiss by someone knocking on the door before pushing the heavy oaken door open.

We disengaged faster than lightning, her pulling the bedsheets onto her to preserve her modesty, leaving me to nakedly face a young man in metal armor adorned with the white shield and golden helmet of my house.

He blushed as soon as he entered the room, turning around and allowing me and Pyrrha to start dressing.

As soon as we were clothed, her in her usual bronze and leather armor and me in an old brown hoodie and jeans, he turned around and addressed me.

"Your lord father requests you in the great hall."

With his message passed on he turned around and bolted out of the room, leaving the two of us just standing there.

Seeing that my father requested my presence and I had no excuse to give to delay the inevitable 'chat' with my family, I sighed and strode out of the door. My back was straight and my head was held up high. If I was going to die or get disowned today, I would face it like a man.

We set off towards the great hall. Pyrrha trailing behind me as the fortress was so large and confusing that she probably didn't even know how to get to the great hall without wandering around for hours. Luckily I knew the place like the back of my hand and we made it there after a ten minute walk.

The doors were made of heavy ironwood trunks, inlaid with many, many different iron decorations and reinforcing pieces for the door. It is said that the things are all but impenetrable, being tested only once during the last war but standing up to everything, from rams to explosives.

But right now we were not under siege so the doors were slightly open, having a gap big enough for two people to walk in side by side. By the doors stood four more guards in heavy armor, two of them giving me and Pyrrha dirty looks for some reason.

As we stepped into the great hall I noted that not much had changed. The hall was still a massive structure, fat chance of that changing, the large tapestries depicting everything from my family's history to the current family tree and hunting scenes.

The hall had four rows of three large tables with long benches, those were for the soldiers and common folk. On the raised dais there was a single table with a throne like wooden chair in the middle, and my father sitting on it. On both sides next to him were my sisters and next to him sat an older blonde woman with dark brown eyes, those eyes were locked on me.

I didn't break my stride, although I wanted to just turn around and run away, I knew there was no point. Either Bianca would jump after me through her portal, my father would lift me up with his control of kinetics, or the 'Force' as we jokingly called it or Grete would track my aura. And those were just the least violent ones.

So I walked towards the podium, towards the family I had left behind to study at beacon instead of just living in the castle because I was the youngest child.

There were few people dining in the great hall aside from my family. A small group of soldiers there, a small family there and a few orphans there. All fell silent as I approached my family table and kneeled before it.

"Father. Mother. Sisters."

A few tense moments passed in tense silence. Then my father stood up and did something I really did not expect him to do. He smiled a broad and happy smile.

"Jaune, come here and give your old man a hug."

I just stood there frozen for a couple of moments. Here I was, hoping to not get disowned for stealing my family heirlooms and running away, and he wants me to hug him?

Then I snapped out of my frozen state and walked to him. I was taken off guard by the strong bearhug he gave me. Squeezing out any and all oxygen in my lungs. The heavy stares my sisters were giving me had disappeared, replaced by eager smiles and giggles at my quickly reddening face. The only one to hold onto the cold stare was my mother who still looked as if she wanted to skin me alive.

I patted my father's back with all the strength I had.

"Yield. I yield."

He must have realized what his 'hug' was doing to me because he dropped me down. But instead of getting left to catch my breath like I had hoped I immediately got swarmed by my sisters who were chattering over each other. Making it impossible for me to understand a word they said.

"JAUNE EDWARD ARC, YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE."

Uhoh, looks like mount mom just exploded. All my sisters went very quiet all of a sudden, god I sometimes wished I could shut them up like that.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED WE WERE? YOU DISSAPEARED, LEAVING BEHIND NOT EVEN A NOTE AND TAKING MORS WITH YOU."

Yup, she's redder than Pyrrhas hair. Speaking of whom, she was hiding behind a pillar. Probably trying to avoid my mothers gaze.

"WE LOOKED FOR YOU FOR WEEKS, ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT YOU HAD ATTENDED A SCHOOL FOR HUNTERS. WITH NO TRAINING AND ZERO EXPERIENCE. ARE YOU TRYING TO DRIVE ME INTO AN EARLY GRAVE WITH WORRY."

Okay Jaune, just weather the storm, wait for her to run out of ammunition and apologize to her th…..

"Urk?"

Suddenly I was in another deathly hug, but this time I was being choked by my mother who had grabbed me and was now trying to suffocate me.

Fuck my life

AN: I am writing this from the hip, meaning I have vague, if any story thought out. It is mainly influenced by the day I have had before writing this and I tend to write this over multible days so there might sometimes be some lapses in logic that I might have tried to avoid before but have forgotten by the time the want to write comes over me again. Thanks for all of your kind reviews, you guys are really motivating me to sit behind the computer nearly every day and write this stuff. And to think this was suppose to be a one shot in the beginning.