Epilogue

Ren let StormFlower shoot back into his sleeves, panting heavily. The training session Pyrrha had been intense. He hadn't had a break throughout the whole two hour training session.

It seemed she was working out some pent up feelings.

The bright side was that the red head now seemed to be in a better mood. The downside was that Ren would probably remain sore for the next two or so days. That girl could pack a punch. Maybe not as much as Nora in terms of sheer power but the rapid succession of hits had a sort of synergistic pain. Though, Phrrha hadn't escaped unscathed herself.

As the team spartan turned to leave with little more than a nod in his direction, Ren frowned. And then did something rather out of character. Or at least vocalizing it. "Pyrrha, is everything alright?"

"Huh?" The redhead had something flicked across before giving a half hearted smile and laugh. "Yeah, of course it is. I'm just a little stressed is all. Exams, extra training, the upcoming tourney I'm supposed to participate in..."

Ren said nothing but his look told enough.

"It's nothing to do with Juane, it that's what you're implying." Pyrrha said quickly, her face trying to camouflage itself to her hair. "It's really not. He's a great team leader and there's nothing wrong."

Ren didn't say anything.

"I mean, he's a good guy," She rambled on, now waving he'd arms frantically in front of her. "Dense as a brick, a lead one at that, but I mean, I still like him. Not like, like like him or something. It's good to be together with him! A-as partners, I mean! We're not, you know, together together."

She was starting to sound like Nora, Ren noted dryly. And he had his hands full with just one of his girlfriend.

"Well, I wouldn't mind that though. . . " Pyrrha said, working herself into a second blush all by herself. "Not that he could see it! I mean, it wouldn't kill him to notice, would it! Though, the whole dress thing. . . maybe the feeling is mutual. . . "

"Ren, how did you woo Nora?"

Said teammate snorted. He hadn't done anything, it'd been all Nora. Well, maybe it had been him some. Thinking back, the moment of truth was a bit fuzzy in his memory. The rush of the moment and all.

"Never mind, you two basically just confessed, right? Anyway," Pyrrha continued, nodding as if she'd realized something. "Thanks for all your help, Ren!"

"Anytime," The black and pink haired hunter in training sighed. He watched the red head all but run out and hoped that she wouldn't be to hard on Juane. Though, he had the feeling that they'd be a couple by the time they got back to the room, joining the ranks of 'Sky Bunny' and 'Rennora', as Nora had starting calling the Sky and Velvett couple and themselves respectively.

"Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!" Nora cried slamming into him, enclosing him in a bear hug and giving him a chaste kiss. Ren briefly noted ever since they'd (officially) started dating, she'd been much more affectionate. Not that she hadn't been before. . . but it was different now. Not that Ren minded.

Not that he'd admit that, of course. His manly pride was on the line. hardened, gun toting hunters don't like overly affectionate hugs and the like in public, right? So Ren wouldn't admit it. Dust, if Juane or Sun ever found out. . .

"Hey, Nora."

"That's all I get?" Nora pouted. "Well, I do love that you're all stoic. It adds to your charm. Though you could be more huggable. Actually, you're really huggable. You just don't initiate the hugs. Like a Sloth. Huggable but not a hug initiator. You should be a hug initiator, Ren. Everyone loves a hug initiator. But! Then I'd have to share! Don't be a hug initiator, Ren! Channel the sloth!"

It took all of Ren's willpower not to just facepalm at his girlfriend's rant. He swore, she could babble about anything. Seriously, anything. Or nothing. Once she got started, nothing stopped her.

No matter how much some people wished it were otherwise. Ren was occasionally one himself.

Only occasionally.

"Whatcha thinking about, Ren?" Nora inquired, leaning in close and bursting his personal space bubble. "You're staaaaaaring."

"Just thinking, Nora." Ren huffed, waving his hand. She was such a handful. Sometimes he wondered why he put up with it. It would be so much simpler to just not, just to snap at her, just once.

"What if I don't believe you? Hmmmm? What if you're plotting? Planning? Conniving?!"

"Thinking."

"About making me pancakes later? That's what I would be thinking about if I were you. Or maybe something all stoic. Do you think stoically? Hmmmmmmmmm, you should think out loud more. Then, we can know the answer to that question. And I could get pancakes."

"Nora-"

"Paaaaaancakes, Ren. Picture it. Pancakes."

"You just had them-"

"Glorious, golden pancakes, Ren. Fluffy and tasty, covered in delicious syrup. . . "

The puppy dog face. Dang it. He'd thought he'd become immune to her feminine wiles. But no, she still had the stinking puppy dog face. He would gamble that it would even melt a Grimm's nonexistent heart.

"Fine, I'll make pancakes."

"Yay!" Nora squealed before unceremoniously picking up her boyfriend and sprinting back to the room.

Ren couldn't hold back a laugh at it. She was as excitable but after the adventure, from the pancakes to the prom to the Grimm, they'd gotten closer. Not just boyfriend and girlfriend, closer as friends and partners too.

Now Ren just hoped he survive the loving, lovable, hyperactive, pink tornado-of-excitement of a girlfriend.

Author's Note; So, the thought struck me, why not an epilogue? Show something afterwards? And then I realized,i really don't think to much would change between Nora and Ren, really, so I wanted to show that. I know this is rather short but it was fun to write and I didn't think anyone would be apposed to another chapter. (And I don't know if/when I'll write another RWBY story...) So thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed the ride, Baldore out!