Beneath the Elder Tree...

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Sometimes the thread of fate ends up getting twisted binding two unlikely souls together, with a series of less than subtle nudges of the unseen hand of fate, a story that would most likely never happen.

~Edited From Chapter 1 to 5, to be rid of those horrid typos ~

Chapter 1

High above, perched upon one of the great arches of Beacon academy, Blake Belladonna simply bides her time watching another beautiful sunrise emerge from the horizon...

It was a comfortably chilling morning and faint sounds of people jogging and getting up can be heard by one of our rather feline protagonists as she too was taking an early morning stroll around the campus or would prowling be more appropriate? As her morning route is not one for the faint hearted, moving with her natural grace and instinct, the high walls, towers and arches of Beacon had become her own personal playground as she let her instinct take full control, giving her that primal kind of thrill (aside from reading a particular series of romance novellas containing a copious amount of questionable content), giving her feelings of freedom from everything…school, plans, goals, discrimination, white fang… her less than pleasant past.

Feeling the light gentle breeze of the morning caressing her face she just sat there, enjoying the moment, her ears would perk up and twitch every now and then from whatever sounds she could hear. One particular sound she got use to was the sound of metal against metal and the groaning and straining of people giving their all in training. Also she noticed the amount of people scattered around the campus had increased gradually. Usually most would still be sleeping but the Vale Festival is in full swing and the tournament is just a few weeks away, participating teams are pulling all the stops to make sure they get as far as they can for honor, prestige and more importantly… bragging rights.

"..AUGHH...*sigh*... slain again... this has happened so many time I can't even count anymore. I mean just let me know if this has become a chore for you..."

She chuckled as she heard a very familiar groan coming from a location not too far from where she sat.

"It's alright Jaune, you've come a long way. Give yourself some credit and have confidence. You were able to effectively grasp the concept of keeping your shield arm positioned appropriately. With more work you'll be able to instinctively block and deflect blows. So cheer up!", Pyrrha patting Jaune on the shoulder.

"I know... I mean what idiot wouldn't get better when being trained by THE Pyrrha Nikos herself", Jaune chuckled derisively.

Pyrrha sighed, a frown slowly forming on her face, normally Jaune would be fine, rolling with the punches and just give his best... his eyes focusing only on her, a manly steely gaze slowly showing itself more as the warrior, the man, inside Jaune slowly coming out as his confidence grew and she could not wait to see the man he would become once he comes out of his shell. But every now and then he would return to the habit of going down on himself, but it has been happening more frequently, probably due to the tournament coming in a few weeks.

"The pressure must be getting to him again..." Pyrrha thought, suddenly she got an idea. "You may not have noticed Jaune but look at how you are now..." she said encouragingly

"Sweaty and bit sore?",Jaune answered with his brow raised in confusion

"Not that...really Jaune? You couldn't remember those months ago; you would normally pass out or be so exhausted that you would lie on the ground. But look at you now, you are still on your feet!", she chuckled lightly

"... Hmm...if you're in such a hurry to see results... maybe we should…", a devilish grin on her face as she sensually walks towards Jaune, an audibly gulp, could be hear ash she playfully whisper into his ears," …triple the intensity…"

Jaune involuntarily feel backwards, his surprise evident on his face, his brain on full throttle, Jaune is fully aware and forever thankful to whatever God or cosmic being there is that he was granted Pyrrha Nikos as a partner. She was kind, understanding, pretty much the kind of girl you would take to your mother... yeah... his mother.

Jaune shook his head shaking off the somber direction his mind was going to, But he swears that every now and then, behind the composed looks and genuine warmth and kindness, there is a sadistic predator in there, nahhh…, Jaune dismissed that thought, as he noticed Pyrrha was offering him a hand up, of which he obliged. He has long gotten over the need to be macho, funny how it took him so long to realized that despite having been on the receiving end of many a woman's disdain for acting that way.

"Well Jaune, lets end this morning training, I'm going to take a shower now."

"Okay, Pyrrha, I just wanna stroll around a little more and enjoy the breeze. Let my aura heal me a bit."

"See you at breakfast then", Pyrrha walking of back to their room

Jaune popped out his scroll and took a glance at the time.

"Hmmm, we ended up finishing two hours earlier than we thought we would, I guess I got lotsa time to kill..", he lightly chuckled, and he walked into a rather forested area from where he was standing, going into the thick vegetation his body moving leaves and branches with practiced ease. Seemingly going nowhere...

Blake had watched with interest the interaction between the two members of their sister team.

In her frequent morning stroll, they have been regularly been coming to this spot to train together, more like Pyrrha training Jaune that is. But there was truth to Pyrrha's words, Jaune had indeed grown from whence he first arrived in Beacon. He was in all honesty, weak and pitiful. She wondered how he got into Beacon, but paid it no heed as she used to have her own secrets. Jaune was slowly forming up to become a decent warrior as the days and months had passed, he even managed to ace Ozpin's 1st year tactics exam which 98% of people are expected to fail. But he gave a confused look and simply said "Really?"

But if there was one thing she noticed that always stayed the same was his fairness and kindness, being a faunus, there are far too few occasions in her life where she received it from ordinary people as most would never give it, and if they did, it mostly would just be for personal gain or something of the like. She remembered the incident where Jaune stood up for Velvet, and at the time she was still very much skeptical of people like that, with Jaune initially being how he was, she never expected it and just considered it a one time thing.

But then she would notice that he was always like that, doing acts of random kindness whenever he could, no matter how little it may be, treating people fairly and equally, Faunus or not, or rather he never differentiated the two. He would open the door for people carrying heavy objects, assisting in picking up fallen pieces of papers, and even helping around in the gardening around the school... Not to mention even after her biggest secret was revealed he treated her no differently; heck he was even happy for her.

"Isn't it nice, being able to be who you are, and having friends around you... people that care... people that have your back no matter what, You are not alone anymore. You have us around…" he gave his trade mark sheepish grin

She found these qualities in him very endearing, though she would often just dismiss them.

Hmmm...Act of Random Kindness?,

ARK?

She chuckled at the acronym. These small things that people usually never notice, Blake saw in full view, and she wondered how nice it would be if more people were like that.

She was broken from her thoughts as Jaune and Pyrrha were going their own separate ways, and she was about to head back to her dorm as well but she noticed that Jaune was headed off somewhere not in the direction of any facility in Beacon but rather into a rather forested area like many around beacon.

She was intrigued. She went to a more elevated area and the direction Jaune seemed to be heading was what seemed to be a somewhat elevated clearing with a large tree at its center but there were large rocks and boulders blocking the view

"Where are you headed off to?", she whispered to herself. After a moment or two, curiosity got the best of her and she followed, letting her prized stealth ability into practice...

Having gone through this uncharted path so many times, with practiced ease, his body knew the way instinctively, letting his mind wander, it was a quick trek as it took only ten minutes to get there. he actually stumbled into this place by mere happen stance when he got a bit lost after tending to one of the other remote flower gardens in Beacon since the gardeners were a bit understaffed at the time since some got sick. He was lost for hours and the sun was already setting, then he stumbled upon this place. There a large tree stands upon an empty clearing full of weeds but there were traces that there used to be people coming to this place. He climbed the tree and he was able to find his bearings and made it back before dinner.

He never got tired of being greeted by the sight of this place, his Sanctuary, here in Beacon. It was a relatively large clearing enclosed by rocky walls that you would never really notice it. there were many flowers growing here, all planted by him, since he did help around Beacon but he still wanted his own flower garden since he felt that was a great way to do something productive while letting his mind think and this place was perfect since it seemed like a place no one would normally wander into.

The flowers here were Special. A thought came to him as they were discussing in class the uniqueness of one's aura and its effects. So he experimented on them by feeding his flower garden using his aura and as a result he gained finer control of distributing his aura and was also able to make some observations on its effects on living things. He noticed the flowers displayed very beautiful and vibrant colors that it kinda felt they were out of place on this realm of existence yet it would be more appropriate to describe it as a paradox. And when he came in the dead of night when nightmares would plague his dreams he saw they glowed with the same color as his aura, the same shade of silvery white as the shattered moon hanging above the night sky…

And when the wind would gently blow the petals would take flight in a slow spiral manner going upwards creating a majestic scene that never fails to enchant the senses. The sweet smell, the gentle wind and at the very center of this place was a Humongous Elder Tree, Jaune could not imagine how long this tree has been here and there is something about that tree that he just could not put his finger on. It made him feel relaxed and at ease, like he was safe from everything.

When he had the time he would come here and nap when he was finished tending to his garden and research notes. But every now and then when he did take a nap under the tree, he would get strange dreams, especially when he had Crocea Mors with him... but they seemed like memories of a distant past. It piqued his curiosity as it seemed as if the Tree was trying to show him something. So if he had the time, he would nap here and try to see what kind of things the tree would reveal to him.

So Jaune took Crocea Mors and propped them against his shoulder using it like a solid pillow of sorts and let sleep take him for an hour or two... none the wiser as two amber eyes peered from the vegetation around the clearing astounded by the sanctuary Jaune had tended to.

Blake followed Jaune, pleased that her skills were effective as there were so many leaves and twigs that could give her position away. So she followed patiently and what she saw was breath taking and she wondered how Jaune found this place. She continued to observe, watching him walk up to the tree and lay upon it. He was going to take a nap? Well they did seem to wake up earlier than usual...

And when she noticed sleep had taken him, Blake slowly went into the clearing admiring the beauty of it and stared at Jaune's peaceful sleeping form. he seemed really comfy... so she sat beside him and pulled out her favorite form of literature eagerly waiting for the kind of face Jaune would make when he sees her here...

Author Notes: Sup Guys,Razyangel here, finally got the urge to type after Reading so many great RWBY Fanfics, I too felt the need to make my own RWBY Black Moon pairing Fanfic. Though I wont deal too much with cannon since we got lotsa those, so hope I was able to pique your interests with my first fanfic.