Jaune's Escapades

Speak and Listen

To say that Pyrrha was jealous would be completely and utterly wrong.

She was just worried. Totally not jealous.

It had been a few weeks since Jaune and Ruby's little 'moment' that Pyrrha may or may not have seen. Rumours were circling that Jaune was alone in team RWBY's dorm with Weiss during classes. Not to mention she saw Blake enter Beacon grounds with the blonde leader over her shoulder, and a massive grin on her face.

And now there are people saying that Jaune left one of the classrooms late at night with Yang following soon after.

Troublesome thoughts were raging in Pyrrha's mind as she walked the corridors, it was the weekend and the rest of her team were off practicing, so she decided to pace the grounds and think over the past few weeks events.

'What is he doing with team RWBY? Do they all like him? Does he like any of them back? There's a chance that he… No! I can't think that way. It's obvious that he likes m- WHAT AM I THINKING?! There's no way Jaune likes me… does he?'

As she was wracking her head around any and all possibilities, Pyrrha accidentally bumped into someone, knocking them both to the floor.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going and-" she couldn't help but to trail off when she realized who it was she bumped into, said person then replied.

"Not a problem at all miss, it was I who should have been paying more attention." Fuchsia eyes looked back at her with recognition flooding through them.

The two were teammates after all.

"Pyrrha, I didn't realize it was you, you're not usually so distracted, something on your mind?" Pyrrha wondered whether she should tell him or not, Ren interrupted her before she could decide though.

"Or perhaps it's someone on your mind?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, his lips never once leaving their flat state. "A certain local 'Goofball' that more and more people are fawning over each day." "I don't feel that way about Jaune!"

Inwardly deadpanning at her outburst, Pyrrha waited for the repercussions. "Pyrrha, I never said a word about Jaune, nor did I mention the possibility of you having feelings for him. Or… might I be mistaken?"

As Pyrrha sighed at the fact she was such a nervous wreck, she finally admitted it. "Alright Ren, you win. I like Jaune… as more than a friend." To tell the truth, it actually felt nice to get it off her chest. Like a weight had been lifted. "Ugh, I don't know what to do here Ren, I need your help."

A ghost of a smile flashed across his face for a moment, but as soon as it was there, it left. "As you may know, Jaune actually is becoming quite the 'Lady Killer'. If you just outright ask him out, he'll definitely accept, but you'll start a war against the other girls."

Pyrrha shuddered at the thought.

"If you intend to make him yours, you'll need to use strategy. Woo him so that he asks you out, before any of the other girls manage to distract him. It'll hurt the other girls, and I know that won't be easy for you to do, but I also know that seeing him with another will crush you. Jaune will be able to console the others if he doesn't choose them, you should know better than anyone how good he is at defusing a bad situation."

As Pyrrha took a thoughtful look on her face, Ren turned to leave. "You'll have to fight Pyrrha, only then will he be yours."

Walking away with a swagger to his step, Ren left. 'He hides it well, but I still can't believe how melodramatic he really is. Nora must've corrupted him at some point.' He soon turned a corner at the end of the hall, leaving Pyrrha to digest this new information.