(A/N): Hello everyone, Yakom here and welcome to the revamped version of the classic 'It's Not Smut!'! This will be so much better than the original, I promise. Honestly the first was kind of garbage not going to lie to anyone here, but it still exists for those of you who want to read it for whatever odd reason. Without further adieu, here is the new and improved 'It's Not Smut!'!

Jaune didn't particularly hate Mondays, they just kind of existed in his mind. Not much came out of it, but because nothing truly bad occurred either and he had no problems. However, this one seemed to be the bane of his existence. He played a little too much of his favorite fighting game-AEther Storm-last night, so his morning was pretty rough. Breakfast was uncharacteristically bad, but that's because the kitchen had exploded from some gas leak or whatever. Thus, the food stuffs were gone and the students were left to their own devices. Someone had the brilliant fucking idea to let Yang cook, maybe Nora. Maybe it didn't occur to her that the physical embodiment of red hot rage, might not do so well at controlling the heat. So it was burnt cinnamon rolls for breakfast. Honestly they were like bricks. Team RWBY and JNPR then proceeded to their classes. Jaune and Nora arrived at their Dust Alchemy class, quickly turning into a disaster when Nora dropped grounded wind dust onto uncut fire dust. The reaction exploded into napalm and Nora excitedly made more upon this discovery. Burnt to a crisp, Jaune had Professor Peach give him some lotion or whatever from her, cactus? For the life of him he couldn't remember what it was called, perhaps he couldn't function on three hours of sleep but that's to be expected. He moved next to his AP World History, he found it strange that hunter academies would support AP classes due to the high practice value on their academics as opposed to their theory. Regardless he found himself playing his second favorite game again today. 'Where's the Oobleck?'. It was a fairly misleading title. It was less about where he was, but rather guessing where he was going to be.

"Jaune! Pay attention you dolt!" Weiss harshly whispered.

Jaune sighed, he once harbor feelings for Weiss. However, he very, very quickly realized she was quite frankly a bitch. After the said discovery, Jaune started to find it harder to deal with her shit. Holy shit, my head hurts. Shut the fuck up! Who even says dolt!? I'm going to lose my goddamned mind in a second. Needless to say, this was not Jaune's best day.

It got even worse in combat class. Just the best time of his day. Sunshine and rainbows. The moments he lived for. The ones where humiliation would never catch up to him under any circumstances whatsoever. Kill me now.

"Can I have Jaune Arc and Ruby Rose come up to the stadium please?"

Fuck me.

After Ruby wiped the floor with him, Jaune was even more tired. His body ached for the sweet release of death. Upon sitting down at his final class, he finally had it. He collapsed on the desk, sleeping away the final hour: Grimm Studies with Peter Port. This moment was inevitable, no normal man nor woman could withstand the eyelid weights that were the grandiose tales of the equally grandiose professor. However, upon slamming down onto the desk, Jaune dropped his satchel. Spilling out was a dark terracotta leather book, bearing the Arc crest on it. As he slept, Jaune kicked the book across the swirled grey marble tiles to the feet of another student. That student was none other than Blake Belladonna. She took notice of the small book upon looking down at her feet when they were tapped by the book. She bent down over her chair to pick it up and took notice of the Arc crest in it's glistening silver colour. How'd the ol' saying go? Curiosity killed the cat? Well, it sure did in this case.

Opening the book to a random page, she was quite shocked by what she saw. She quickly closed the book in embarrassment and jolting her head back and forth to make sure no one else saw what she did. However, everyone within a five meter radius was knocked out by the professor's lecture. So she reopened the book slowly, peeking at the book through one, half-lidded eye. It was incredible, but very creepy. On the page, was an incredibly photo-realistic sketch of a nude woman. However, what had caught her off guard was the woman's striking resemblance to her! In face and measurements! She panicked and flipped through the rest of the book, finding that the book was just one large doujinshi! Jaune? Jaune did this? Blake was exasperated, What was this, or rather why was this? How? Her mind flashed through many ideas. Is Jaune secretly a legendary hentai artist!? No, then he'd have this on his scroll or something rather than his book. Why is it all of me? Surely he'd have more, considering he's surrounded by women much more attractive than me! She skimmed through the entire book until she made it to the final page, and she finally took it all in: The detail. Her thin, hourglass figure. Her supple breasts, drawn to a realistic size, a C cup. The proportions of the parts in relation to each other. Her cat ears resting atop her head. Wait. What!? Jaune knew about Blake's Faunus heritage, but she hadn't told anyone! How does he know?

Looking menacingly in his direction, she noticed the bag at his feet. More importantly, what was in it. She saw the faint glow of the Arc family crest reflecting the small amount of light shining on it. That was another book! He did have more! She needed to get a hold of it. She needed to know just how many people he had made them for.

"Jaune wake up!" Pyrrha shouted, busting Jaune across the head with her hardback book.

Jaune jolted upright, his eyes showing dark circles and his mind telling him that he was no better rested than what he began with. Maybe even worse. He stood up and picked up his bag. This feels a little light. But without a second thought, Jaune chalked it up to his sleepless imagination. He left the classroom to head over to his room. Maybe he could get proper sleep tonight.

"Yang! I'm bored, let's play AEther Storm!" Ruby shouted to her sister.

"Hold on Ruby, I'm a little worried about Blake. She said she had a question for Port."

"Wow, then you should be. Honestly, not even I can take those 'lessons' seriously." Weiss snorted from her corner of the room.

"I'm sure she's fine. It may be a little strange but we can't judge her for it. She's always up for a good story." Ruby clarified.

"Yeah, but that's only if it's got that hot, hot action in there." Yang quipped.

Ruby chuckled a bit at that, Yang actually made a humorous joke.

Just then the door slammed open and Blake tossed them each an object. Yang and Weiss catching them, but it seems it only caught Ruby off guard as it bounced off her face and onto the floor.

"What are these books?" Yang asked.

"And why do they have the Arc crest on them?" Weiss added in disgust.

"Open them." Blake ordered.

The three complied and opened their respective books, and their faces contorted accordingly. Yang's eyebrows skyrocketed, and she was enamored by what she saw. Weiss scrunched up offensively, before transforming into anger. Ruby was confused in the beginning, but then shot beet red.

"He called me a bitch!" Weiss exclaimed.

"What?" Blake was confused.

"This is just a rant about how much he finds me appealing for how much of a 'bitch' I am! Inconceivable!"

"What? Yang what's yours?"

"Porn. Really hot porn." She whispered all timid like. How very uncharacteristic of her.

"Oh, that's what I was looking for," Blake elaborated. "Ruby what about you?"

"Nothing of the sort, but it's a nice romantic story." Ruby trailed off, before slapping both here hands to her cheeks and shaking her head wildly.

"What about you Blake? What do you have?" Yang asked.

"Well."

(A/N): I'm just going to get this out of the way right now, I'm comfortable with how this turned out but I might not later. So, I'll probably end up changing my style as I go along and may end up changing previous chapters as such. Regardless, thank you for taking your time to read this. Then again I know how grateful some of you are that I'm actually continuing the series. Until next time, YAKOM!