His Secret Admirer

By

Grevin5

Pure, unadulterated longing, no, a want…a need…a ravishing hunger for. That was what she felt. That was this sensation in her chest that washed over her being as she stared at the one whom her heart has decided to lay claim on. How could she deny the feelings she had, he is so pure, so kind…so delectably innocent that she could just devour him. His hair was a messy bunch of short locks that would glisten with his sweat as he moved through his exercises and training regimen. That same sweat would glisten over his skin, adding a beautiful sheen to his muscular form, his toned arms, his kissable neck...oh how she wanted to taste it, to savor the salty taste on her tongue as she would tease him with it.

His eyes were what truly captivated her though. To her they were like light blue pools of water that she could see herself diving into and becoming lost in. They were a gateway to his very soul, a soul that she sense was calling out to her, calling out for her compassion, her companionship, her own soul. His very soul beckoned to her, needed her with him…even if he didn't realize it…yet.

She felt herself shudder as she wrapped her arms around herself. She shook her head, a small hint of red coming to her cheeks. While the physicality of her love was something she could spend hours admiring, there was far more to him than just a set of beautiful eyes, luscious hair, kissable lips and a tight muscular form for her to nibble upon…no, he was so much more.

He had an innocence to him, a purity. He hadn't been truly touched by the harshness of the world, at least not as much as most. She liked that about him, the idealistic way he spoke about things, his simple views of the world…so cute!

She loved him with her whole being, she loved him with her very soul…nothing could stop her lover for him…except for one, very annoying problem. Those girls he surrounded himself with, or more accurately, those filthy whores who flaunt themselves around him, touch him with their dirty hands, pretend to be his friend.

She knew the truth about those girls, she knew they wanted what was rightfully hers. They wanted her property, her soul mate, they wanted her Jaune. He could see the way they would be so friendly with him, speaking to him as if they were equal to him, how pathetic. She could barely contain her anger whenever one would decide to tease him with a flirty grin, a wink, a flash of their smooth legs from underneath a battle-skirt. It was blatant how they threw themselves at him, acting so friendly, tempting him to fall for their charms, to give into their lustful lure. While she knew her love, her pure hearted knight, would never willingly fall for their temptations, he was still naive and innocent. He needed her to look out for him.

If she had her way those wouldn't even dare breath the same air as her white knight. No, they wouldn't be fit to kneel at his feet while bound in chains and lick his boots. However, she didn't have the option to enforce something like that. No, for now she had to blend in and play her games close to the chest. She had to pretend to be their friend, she had to laugh at their jokes, fight alongside them, and tolerate their presence all to be next to her property. She hated it so much, she hated that she couldn't be open with him but the time wasn't right. For now she would just have to be like all the others, a friend and fellow huntress but soon…soon he would know her feelings and may the gods help those who get in her way.

Perspective change to Jaune*

Jaune let out a tired breath as he completed the last of his training exercises designed by his partner, sheathing his weapon as he took a moment to enjoy the cool fall air on his body, the cool wind sending a slight shiver down his sweaty body. His peace didn't last long however when a small wolf whistle caught his attention drawing his gaze over to the group of people watching him from underneath a nearby tree, enjoying the shade it was providing. One particular person was a grinning, buxom blonde who still had her fingers to her lips, a mischievous glint showing in her lilac eyes.

Yang let her fingers fall from her lips and grinned brightly at him letting her eyes trail over his form taking him in from his slightly reddened face, his chiseled chest and arms covered in a sweat covered sleeveless shirt to his strong, toned hips and legs only being covered by a simple pair of workout shorts. Licking her lips and giving him a small wink the buxom brawler let out a small chuckle. "Looks like Pyrrha's training is paying off there lady killer, momma Yang likes. Maybe you and I can spar some time and I'll show you a few tricks that you can use when you're in a bit of a sticky situation."

Ruby, Weiss, Blake and the rest of team JNPR proceeded to roll their eyes respectively, a groan escaping one or two of them.

Weiss crossed her arms letting out a small huff "Honestly Yang, I don't understand how you can be so…so…"

"Brazen?" Blake sighed

"Lusty?" Ruby smirked in mirth.

"Slutty?" Said Nora causing the entire group to pause and look at her. "What?"

Wiess brought her hand up and rubbed the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Forward, I was going to say forward! Good grief!"

Yang just laughed while Pyrrha simply shook her head, her hand covering her lips as she tried to suppress a giggle. "What can I say Wiess-Cream, I'm the kind of girl who knows what she likes and isn't afraid to say it."

Pyrrha looked over at her partner taking a moment to take in his form, inspecting him as it were, looking at how he carried himself. "You've improved quite a bit Jaune, I'm proud of you."

Jaune lightly rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand, a sheepish looking coming over his face. "Thanks Pyrrha, I wouldn't be where I am without your help, although I still have a long way to do in order to be at the same level as the rest of you."

Ruby smiled and hopped to her feet "Don't worry Jaune, you'll get there. Think about how far you've come since you got here. You couldn't even hold your own against a Beowulf and now you're able to take on and Urza without much difficulty."

"That's right!" Nora jumped up quickly causing the red scythe wielder to step back to the side quickly. "Next thing you know fearless leader, you'll be able to cut down a King Taiju in one swipe, or knock a Nevermore from the sky! It'll be awesome!"

Jaune simple let a nervous chuckle escape his lips as he looked off to the side. "Eh-heh-heh…yeah…sure…"

"While I doubt you'll be able to take down a Nevermore mid-flight," Blake began while closing her book and tucking it back into her bag. "I do think you've shown quite a bit of improvement in the last few months."

Pyrrha smiled as she approached her partner and brushed a hand over his shoulder while looking at him with a critical eye while lightly feeling the muscle on his shoulder and arm. "You have done well Jaune, I can even feel that the muscles in your sword arm have gained strength and speed. You'll be at our level in no time."

Yang bounded forward and slid herself between Pyrrha and Jaune taking the opportunity to wrap her arms around him while pressing herself into his side. She leaned her head closer to him smirking as she felt him try to pull back only causing her to increase her grip while letting her chin rest on his shoulder while taking the moment to tease him by pressing her breasts against his arm. "See lady killer, even your partner agrees, you're looking good. You're almost at my level even…so how about a little one on one spar?"

Jaune felt his face turn beat red at the way Yang was hanging onto him. He could feel her soft yet very strong form pressing into him and the way her beautiful eyes stared at him left him a stumbling mess of words. "Oh…eh…well…. Yang…please…they're um…they're touching…."

Seeing how flustered her sister was making the knight, Ruby darted over and quickly pinched her sisters arms causing her to release her prey. "Yang! Stop trying to break Jaune!"

Yang laughed as she released her captive laughing as she crossed her arms under her chest while Ruby put her arms protectively around Juanes left bicep. "Awww, how cute. My little sister is coming to the rescue of her boyfriend."

The silver eyed huntress blushed a bright red and quickly separated from the boy a high-pitched squeak escaping her lips as she held her hands under her chin her body squirming in embarrassment. Jaune on the other hand found himself somewhat off balance after being pulled from one sister to the other but Pyrrha quickly stepped in grabbing his hand and pulling him forward enough to regain a steady footing. "Here let me help you Jaune."

"Thanks Pyrrha." He gave her a sheepish smile earning a bright smile from her in return.

The group fell into a quiet but comfortable silence at that, no one saying anything for a few moments until Nora couldn't contain herself anymore and let out a loud yawn as she stretched out letter her arm slide up and then down onto the shoulders of her friend Ren who said nothing and only glances that the red headed powerhouse. "Ok, that was fun but I think we need to get some food! I bet our fearless leader is starving after that practice. I know just the thing too!"

Ren rolled his eyes. "Nora, just because we had pancakes for dinner a week ago does not mean we can have them for dinner every night."

The pink bomber paused a look of disappointment coming to her eyes as she looked at Ren then back at Jaune. "Really? No Pancakes?" She let out a small whimper and proceeded to look at her team leader with the largest set of doe eyes she could muster.

Jaune tried to resist, he truly did. He knew that as his teams leader he had to set the tone as to how they should consider their everyday nutrition. He had often overheard Wiess talk about how maintaining a proper diet allowed them to keep in proper fighting shape however, the force of nature before him was nearly impossible to resist. He could feel the pressure of the girls gaze bore into his very soul and it weighed heavily on him. He tried to resist, he tried to be strong, and in the end…he gave in and fell to her will harder than a sack of potatoes. "Oh…fine. Nora we'll try to get you some pancakes-"

"Yes!" The energetic girl laughed and jumped in place, her bubbly excitement easily spreading a smile to the rest of the group. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! You hear that Renny?! Pancakes for dinner, again!"

Jaune rolled his eyes a smile coming to his lips. "Ok, ok, don't get yourself too worked up Nora, after all, this cannot be an everyday thing. You still have to make sure you eat something other than sugars to keep yourself in good fighting shape."

Weise rose to her feet, lightly brushing the dust off her battle skirt a small smile coming to her lips. "That is an excellent reminder Jaune. I'm glad to see you take such an active role in the eating habits of your team. It really shows how much you worry about their performance in the battlefield."

Ruby puffed her cheeks in a small pout while balling her fists at her sides. "Hey! I care about my team's performance just as much as Jaune. I just know that you're all grown enough to take care of yourselves. You don't need me to watch everything you put into your mouth."

"You should watch what you eat too Ruby, plates of cookies can't sustain you forever." Blake said quietly as she rose to her feet.

"Yes they can! Cookies are life!"

Jaune shook his head as he listened to the tight knit group of friends go back and forth both arguing and teasing one another. He quietly brushed past Pyrrha making eye contact with her, Nora and Ren, before making a small motion with his head while leaning down to pick up his equipment prompting the team to follow his lead and begin to walk back towards the main campus of Beacon.

Team JNPR had made it seventy-five feet when they heard the familiar high-pitched cry of Team RWBY's leader. "Hey! Wait for us!"

Perspective change – Jaunes Admirer*

Throughout the evening meal she watched him from the corner of her eyes, her focus moving from his hair, to his ears, his eyes, his nose, to his lips…those lovely, kissable lips and then to his neck and collar. She couldn't help but watch him take small bites of his food envious of it as he would gracefully place the food between his lips. She could see the movement of his jaw while he chewed the morsels and nearly every time she saw his Adams apple move when he swallowed she would feel a small shiver on her spine.

She wished that it was her he was using those lips on, that it was her he was eating. She imagined him nibbling at her, teasing her thighs as he pressed her down, his hands spreading her legs wide exposing her to his heated gaze.

She wanted him to lean in and use his tongue to taste her, to pierce her and make her moan in ecstasy. She wanted him to drink her juices from her and to watch him swallow them down quenching his thirst for her.

A sudden warmth in her core and wetness between her thighs pulled her attention back to the moment causing her to tense up slightly, her cheeks taking a small hint of pink. She couldn't let herself get lost in her fantasies here, not when she had to keep an eye on her property. If she were to lose herself to her fantasies here then any of those sluts could swoop in and lay claim to her knight. It was bad enough in the afternoon when everyone was putting their hands all over him, she could barely contain her rage at that.

Sadly she couldn't do anything about it lest she let them all in on her game…and potentially scare off Jaune. No, she still needed to play things close to the chest so no killing, no beatings…at least not yet, not until she had him where she wanted him. However, that did not mean she couldn't have some fun with her man. She just needed to get him alone and she knew the perfect way to do it.

She would lure him away from the dorms…away from those bitches and hide him away, for a few hours, just a few, in a place where they could be alone. A place where she could properly display her feelings for her love without being bothered by anyone else. That part would be easy enough. Scrolls, while amazing little devices, were simple in nature and there were multiple applications which would allow her to create a false number in which to contact her love without him knowing who she is. She found a nifty little device that alters her voice that fits perfectly around her neck in the form of a choker necklace which would allow her to keep her voice truly hidden from him. She also had a few other toys at her disposal which would keep him from guessing who she is for quite a while.

Reaching down into her pocket she quickly pressed send on a message she had filled out previously and turned her head just enough to see the object of her desire pause in his eating and pull out his own scroll, unlock it and proceed to freeze as he read the message. She couldn't help but feel a sense of victory as she saw his cheeks turn a slight shad of pink. She knew he would be surprised and excited, she made sure to entice him with that message. There would be no way he would come.

'Hello Jaune, I know you are surprised to see this note pop up on your scroll but I just couldn't hold back anymore. I've seen you around Beacon campus and I just had to meet you. I've seen you practicing around campus and I can tell you've been improving quite a bit. I know this may be a bit sudden but can you please meet me tonight? I'm very shy so if we could meet alone I'd be very appreciative. I don't want to draw attention from all those girls you are surrounded by incase they are protective like a bunch of sisters would be to a younger brother. So, if you're interested I'd love to meet you tonight, around 11:00 outside of Mrs. Goodwitch's lecture hall.

Don't bother to message me back, this isn't my real number anyway. I'll just look for you there. If I don't see you by 11:20, I'll know your decision. I hope to speak to you in person tonight though. Hugs and Kisses

-Your secret admirer.'

She felt a tinge of sheer joy shoot through her core when she saw him give a small smile and begin to lightly play with the food on his plate with his fork. She knew he was going to come see her, she could feel it in her very soul. Now all she needed to do was prepare.

Jaunes Perspective That evening.*

Jaune could hardly believe what he had read on his scroll during dinner and as a result he had been lost in thought most of the evening. He had even barely touched the rest of his dinner despite him being starved from training earlier. A secret admirer? Who would be interested in him? He wasn't anything special there at Beacon. No semblance, no real skill. He wasn't even that handsome. Maybe it was a trick, or some kind of prank.

Juane looked up from his seat on the bed letting his eyes wander across his teammates, all of whom were in their various processes of getting ready for bed. If it was a prank who would be that much of a jerk to do it. Cardin? No, he settled things with the bully back on the field trip. Yang? No…as much as she liked to make puns and jokes, something like this wasn't her style. Nora?"

He glanced over the pink bomber who was herself sitting up in her bed reading quietly from a book only to look up from it and give him a large smile and big wave prompting him to wave back slightly as well. No, she's too sweet to plan some sort of elaborate prank. Not to mention Ren would stop her.

He looked over at Pyrrha who was humming softly to herself while combing her hair but remained in her uniform. He knew she wouldn't play a silly prank on him, she was just too kind for something like that. However he was curious about her still being in her uniform. "Hey Pyrrha?"

The spartan gently put her brush down and turned to face her partner. "Yes Jaune?"

"Why are you still in your school uniform? Classes were over hours ago."

She smiled a bit enjoying his attention. "I know but I have to go meet with a few members of my history class and work on a project with them. They had a few questions about the experiences I had in the tournaments I participated in before coming to beacon and thought I could provide some insight that normal texts couldn't."

"That sounds pretty interesting."

"Oh really? I thought it might be kind of boring…"

He shakes his head. "Not at all. I bet you have great stories from your times at those tournaments."

She smiled sheepishly but with a small smile on her lips. "Well…perhaps."

Nora suddenly got to her feet and pulled on her shoes moving to the door to the hallway. "I'm hungry, I wonder if there is some food in the common room down the hall."

Before anyone could answer the bubbly girl had walked out of the room with the normal bounce in her step. Both Jaune and Phyrra looked at Ren who simply shrugged his shoulders and laid himself back into his bed a book in his hands.

Jaune took the opportunity to get up and make his own way to the door. "Well, I think I'll get some late night studying in at the Library. I've been having some trouble in Professor Obleks class and need to improve myself."

"Oh, would you like some help studying Jaune?"

He gave the spartan a small smile and shook his head. "No that's ok Pyrrha, you have your meeting anyway. I'll be ok to study by myself for a bit."

"Oh…well, alright."

He nodded and gave a curt wave as he opened the door. "See you guys in a bit." With that the door shut behind him leaving him alone in the dimly lit hallway. He noticed that there was no light coming from under the door of team RWBY's room so they must be asleep by now. He shook his head and began to make his way to his secret meeting.

He mentally rolled his eyes at himself as he made his way out of the dormitory and across the large empty campus. Secret meeting? What was he thinking, it's just meeting a secret admirer, not a top-secret meeting to discuss the fate of the world. Like he would ever be involved in something like that.

As he made his way through the campus, a cool wind blew brushing over him causing goosebumps to rise over his arms making him increase his pace a bit as he ran a hand up and down his sleeve to warm up. "Sheesh, why does it feel this chilly?"

Little did he know about the figure following him from the shadows smirking as she heard him. 'Don't worry love, I'll warm you right up.'

Jaune entered the building as he normally would however this time around it was dark and devoid of any activity. As he made his way towards Ms. Goodwitchs classroom he noticed that the only sound he heard was the light steps of his own feet on the tiled hallway. There were no lights on and more importantly, no people. The further into the building he moved, the more nervous he became. Why would this girl want to meet him here this late, why not the library, or outside the dorms, heck even the cafeteria? It didn't make sense.

As he came to a stop just outside his intended destination Jaune noticed that there were no lights on anywhere around him. There were no people there, he was alone. He quickly checked his scroll for the time, 11:20. Crossing his arms he leaned back and rested his head against the wall letting his eyes adjust as he stared up at the ceiling. A small sigh escaped his lips as he let his eyes close for a moment. "What am I even doing out here at this hour. There is no way someone would the that interested in me. This has to be some kind of prank."

Sadly Jaune failed to see the shadowy figure moving closer to him, crouched down to better hide themselves, the only sign of their presence being the glint of a needle in their hand. 'Oh my poor knight, this is no prank. Just you wait.'

Jaune glanced at his scroll once more, 11:35, it was past the time for the meeting. A look of frustration washed across his face as he pushed off from the wall and jammed his hands in his pockets as he turned and began to move back down the hall his head hanging down a bit as he kept his gaze aimed at the floor. "Stupid Jaune, you should have known better than fall for some fake scroll message. Might as well head to the library and do some actual studying."

With ease the woman crossed the distance from her shadowy hiding place and the object of her obsession and before the blonde knight could respond she had easily pushed the small needle into his neck and injected the contents of the syringe before he could reach back and pull it from his neck.

Jaune looked down at his hand with wide eyes "W-what!?" He looked up at the woman who stood before him and what he saw caused him to take a step back in fear, his hand dropping the needle to the group as he reached instinctively for Crocea Mors only to find it not there.

Standing before him was the slender form of a woman dressed head to toe in the standard uniform of the White Fang. She wore gloves and had on a mask with a hood that allowed only the lower part of her face to show in the dim light, a small black choker necklace visible near her collar. Her lips were curled into a grin as she rested her hands on her hips. She said nothing as she took two slow steps towards her prey.

Jaune stumbled back, his heart racing as he attempted to stay on his feet. "W-wait, who are you?! Why is the white fang here?!" He shook his head a moment as his vision began to blur.

The woman slid a hand up her chest and lightly touched her necklace as she moved closer to the young man, her head tilting to the slide slightly as she looked at him, almost as though she were inspecting him. "I'm the one who sent you the message Jaune. I'm the one who wanted to meet you tonight."

Jaune blinked again his vision becoming more clouded, his sense of balance becoming worse. Her voice sounded a bit odd to him, It was almost as though there were two or three voices speaking at the same time, he couldn't narrow it down to a single tone. "M-me? Why would the White Fang want anything to do with me? I'm nothing special."

The woman frowned, a small sneer coming across her lips as she quickly stepped forward and lashed out at him, hitting him across the face with a solid back hand. Jaunes head snapped to the side and thanks to the drugs in his system he was unable to keep on his feet. "Don't you dare! Don't you dare say that about yourself!"

Jaunes vision rolled as he fell down do the cold floor, rolling to his knees as quickly as he could despite the drugs taking a heavy toll on him. "W-what are you d-ugghh!"

A solid kick to his ribs knocked him to his side, knocking the wind from him as he toppled over. The woman nearly growled as she kicked him once more causing him to double over. "Never put yourself down, you're better than that. Look at what you made me do…" She knelt down and slid a hand over his arm and another across his forehead tenderly pushing some hair from his eyes. "Oh…Jaune I'm so sorry. I know I got a bit carried away but i do it because i love you. Don't worry love, I'll make it all better."

Jaune could only groan as he struggled now to stay conscious, his eyes filled with the sight of the woman grinning down at him, her touch barely registering to him now as he felt himself slipping away. The last thing he could hear as he felt himself falling was her giggling and saying in a disturbing tone, "Oh yes…I'm going to make it all better…"

She smiled in satisfaction at the prize before her. He was right there for the taking and she was not going to miss this opportunity. She chuckled as she recalled the phrase 'You can find anything you need online with enough patience. ' this was so true, otherwise she wouldn't have the white fang uniform or the drugs she needed. Her gaze settled back on the unconscious knight and she reached out running a finger over his cheek. "Oh the fun we shall have my love."

Wasting no more time she grabbed Jaune by his leg and drug him into a nearby classroom making certain to close and lock the door behind her ensuring they would not be disturbed. To be continued.

Authors note: Hey everyone, thank you for taking a look at my work. I know I'm not the best grammatically but I don't eactly have a beta reader so you'll have to put up with it until I do.

Honestly I never thought I'd find myself writing a story of this nature but I just felt a drive to do it and I couldn't find a better vict-erm…I mean character than Jaune. The adorkable, relatable everyman most wish to be. Poor guy.

So as this test chapter comes to a close we have a few questions. First and foremost, Who is the Yandere. I know who it is but can anyone figure it out? Secondly, what will Jaune do now that he has found himself the object of "affection?"

Let me know your thoughts. Comment feed my drive to write...feed your authors well people