Jaune stood silently in the training room on Beacon's campus, staring down the training robot in front of him. To be more precise, he stood in a fighting stance. His shield arm was up and held in front of him while his sword arm was held back with the sword pointing vertically at the ground. His left leg was forward and half bent, with his foot pointing towards the training robot. His right leg was vertically inclined with his right foot pointing ninety degrees to the right of the direction of the robot.

It was two o'clock on a Saturday morning, but Jaune didn't care. He would destroy the robot. He was the only person in the entire freshman class who hadn't bested the simple training drone. He was supposed to be a team leader! People were supposed to look up to him! Yet, all he could do was pick himself up off the ground when the drone outmaneuvered him. No, scratch that, Pyrrah picked him up off the ground. It was embarrassing.

The robot shifted a bit and decided to run at Jaune. Jaune quickly lunged at the drone, making sure his shield covered his torso. The robot side stepped to Jaune's right and took the advantage by punching Jaune in the shoulder. Jaune stumbled and spun around to face the robot, only to be punched in the chest. The chest plate protected him, but it didn't stop him from falling on his butt. The robot attempted to curb stomp Jaune with his right foot, but the blonde swung his sword at the robot's left foot, effectively tripping it. He quickly got up and scurried a few feet away from the robot, and got back into his original fighting position.
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Sitting in the moon light at the top of the bleachers in her orange tanktop, black shorts, and furry slippers she stole from Ruby, was a tired Yang. The flirty blonde had been secretly watching Jaune since he entered the training room. She didn't know why she was here. She made an effort to keep an eye on Jaune, if only for Ruby's sake, but had no clue as to why she was still in the room. Jaune was so absorbed in his fighting that she could have slipped out unnoticed at any time, and yet she stayed. She definitely didn't find this entertaining. The same thing had been happening for hours; Jaune attacks, robot counterattacks, Jaune ends up on the floor, robot ends up on the floor, Jaune gets into fighting position, and repeat.

She was about to get up and go to bed when the room was light up in a bright white. Yang shook her head and stared down at the practice field. Jaune was completely surrounded by a white aura. Hiswhite aura. This fight was about to get interesting.

The robot charged Jaune, who lunged for the hundredth time that night. The robot side stepped once again and began to throw a punch with its right arm. But Jaune wasn't getting punched this time. The boy pivoted on his left foot and cut off the robot's arm in one swift move. The robot then attempted a punch with its left arm. Jaune caught the punch on his shield, and then shield bunted the drone. While the training robot stumbled, Jaune brought his sword up over his left shoulder, before wrapping up the fight by slicing the robot vertically in half. The drone fell to the floor in parts with a loud clang.

On instinct, Yang jumped up and clapped. She instantly realized her mistake and cringed when Jaune looked up at her, obviously embarrassed.

"How long have you been there?" he asked with his eyes wide open.
"What time is it?" Yang asked, shrugging her shoulders and tilting her head.
"I don't know? Two? Three?"
"Then pretty much all night."
"You've been there all night!?" Jaune asked, extremely worried.

Yang, who had made her way down the bleachers, walked up to him and smiled.

"Yup," She said.
"Why?!"
"I thought you needed somebody to root for you!"
"You hate me!"
"What makes you think that?"
"You broke my ribs!"
"You were peeking at my sister!"
"I didn't know she wasn't dressed!"

Yang sighed and shook her head, "Look, I've been keeping an eye on you and I saw you leave your dorm on my way back to mine."
"So you've been stalking me!"
"I'm not stalking you!"
"Then why are you following me around!"
"Because I don't want to see you get hurt!"
"You broke my ribs!"
"GET OVER IT!" Yang's eyes began to glow with a dangerous red hue.
"Why? Why should I? First you hurt me, now you decide that you're going to try and protect me! What's the deal?" Jaune's aura became even brighter as he became angrier.
"I don't have a deal! I just don't want to see you in more pain!"
"WHY?" Jaune asked again.

Yang said nothing, but instead, sat on the bleachers and turned her head away from Jaune.

Jaune let his aura die out and sat on the bleachers, so close to Yang that their arms were touching. He looked around the training room, while glancing at Yang every couple seconds, waiting for her to speak up. Finally, she did.

"Look, I'm confused. I thought I was watching you because of Ruby, but I don't know anymore."
"What don't you know?" Jaune asked, just as confused.
"Just, nothing," Yang said as stood up.

She walked to the door and opened it, but before she left the room, she turned around and looked at Jaune, with the slightest hint of red coloring her cheeks.

"By the way, you looked good during that last skirmish," She left leaving Jaune speechless.
"Thanks," Jaune said, long after she had left.