So here we are, at a new attempt at fanfiction, my first in many many years. This is a WhiteRose(RubyxWeiss)/Bumblebee(BlakexYang) fic, with some appearances of Renora and Arkos. Rated M because yes, lemon at some point. I just think they are just so damned cute.

Note-I actually seldom like OC's in stories. However, I created some for this, because none of the canon characters had what I needed for this concept. This fic is not about them. This fic is about RWBY and to a lesser extent, JNPR. The OC's exist to be used at plot objects.

Disclaimer-Yeah I own nothing of RWBY. Do we even do disclaimers anymore? Geez its been so long since I wrote...

Glynda Goodwitch's class was well known for ending in pain. Aura protected a person from the worst of it, but the bruises and soreness stayed after the fights ended. Since no one was ever sure who would be called to fight that day, everyone came to class with bottles of painkillers just in case. Luckily for teams RWBY and JNPR, her class was also the last of the day, so afterwards they merely had to make the sore trek back to the dorm and begin their homework for the evening. But today's class had begun differently.

Normally, Goodwitch began class immediately calling students down to begin the fight. But today she merely sat at her desk and waited, looking occasionally at the clock as though expecting something. As expected from teenagers, this quickly led to them all gossiping.

"What's going on?" Weiss's exasperated voice hissed out. "We're supposed to be having class!"

"Oh c'mon princess, it's a chance to relax," came Yang's drawl. The brawler had leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms behind her head and was looking up at the ceiling. "It's a perfect time to take a break you know."

"Oh of course you'd say that, Yang! But I'm here to learn!" Weiss's voice had raised slightly as she glared at Yang's reclining form. Blake had pulled out one of her books and was busy reading it, but her eyes glanced over at Yang as the tiniest smile made its way onto her face at the sight of her partner.

"I just wonder what she's waiting for," came Ruby's inquisitive tone. As if her question had been the trigger, the doors to the class opened and a young man and woman stepped in, making their way over to Goodwitch's desk. They seemed to speak for but a brief moment, before she nodded and stood up, getting the attention of the student's.

"Today's lesson will be different than normal. We've brought in a specialist, to teach you things few people realize about hunters and huntresses. Today's class will be taught by Mr. Azure Silva and his teammate, Miss Tanya Beren. They are recent graduates of Beacon, and are here as a special favor. So please show them the respect you would show any of the faculty here." Goodwitch sat down and nodded at Azure.

Azure strode to the center of the room, an unremarkable man dressed in simple jeans and a t-shirt, his chin-length brown hair moving slightly as he walked. He fixed his green eyes on the students and spoke out. "Greetings. As I've already been introduced, we will begin. First, I want to ask you something…how are we hunters and huntresses viewed by those we protect?" The student's whispering had a note of confusion to it, until Ruby stood up and spoke.

"As heroes! We protect them from the Grimm and other forms of darkness!" She nodded proudly, but her proud visage faded slightly when Azure's eyes fixed on hers. He cocked his head at her.

"Is that how you all feel? We are heroes, yes? We sacrifice ourselves for a thankless job of fighting and pain, interspersed with a few vacations, until someday we don't come home. Until someday, our family is left without us. We sacrifice, so the public should see us as heroes, they should love us…but that is unfortunately a dream." He began pacing, his hands behind his back as he raised his voice to be sure they could hear him.

"To the public, the truth is, we are viewed as weapons. And worse, as weapons more terrifying than any other weapon known to man. Yes, many in the public view us as heroes, but have you ever seen your own face during a battle? Have you ever seen what you look like to others? No. No you have not. And that is why I am here. Those of us who choose this line of work do it for many reasons. Some of us wish for adventure, some to right wrongs, and some to simply help. But in the end, to fight the monsters at our door, we have to cross into the line. We have to set aside our feelings, our humanity, to destroy. To fight, we must become cold. And to someone who does not understand this life, does not understand this burden, we look as terrifying as the monster. A beowolf may be able to break down a door, or throw a car. But can a beowolf destroy an entire building with but a swing of a weapon?" Azure paused in the center of the room, and raised his hand, pointing directly at Ruby.

"For today's lesson, team RWBY will be partaking in this lesson. Ladies, if you would please join me in the arena." He waited patiently as the girls made their way down into the pit, Yang leaping straight from her seat to land in front of him, grinning up at him in her cocky fashion. He gave the ghost of a smile before speaking. "Well, this is as good a start as any. Yang Xiao Long, you are the first to undergo this test. Followed by Blake Belladona, Weiss Schnee, and Ruby Rose, in that order. Yang, prepare your weapon. You three, go back to the wall. Do not interfere." Yang merely cracked her neck and extended Ember Celica, putting her fists up in a classic boxing pose. Azure chuckled. "Not yet Yang. One more thing you need to know. You will not be fighting me…but yourself."

Yang blinked. "Uh…what?" The excited muttering of the other students quieted as Azure's voice dropped lower.

"My semblance allows me to do a…interesting thing. I can copy another person's appearance, form, and their semblance as well. This has many weakness; unfamiliarity with it means I often make mistakes, and it is always weaker than the originator's semblance. But, it still allows me to become enough like them to be a challenge. However, the reason I was asked to do this is because of my teammate's semblance." Even Weiss looked confused, unable to comprehend what he was getting at. "Tanya's semblance allows her to get inside your head and find your fears, the darkness inside you, and make you face it. So while you fight me, looking and sounding exactly like you, you have to fight those dark voices in your head. In essence, we are forcing you to face your own demons. I have spent weeks studying your fighting techniques, and I have already prepared a replica of Ember Celica for this. As I have done for the other members of your team. In this situation, none of you should have any problem defeating me. I will be using weapons, techniques, and powers I am unfamiliar with. I have only had a few weeks to prepare for this. There is no reason you should lose this fight." Azure took a moment to gather his breath, as he casually strapped a dull gray version of Yang's gauntlets to his wrists.

"And yet…you will." Yang's eyes narrowed at this claim. "Because you fear yourself. So Yang, if you think you're ready, take my hand, and prepare to fight." Azure extended his hand out, palm up, and simply waited as though he had no care in the world. For a moment, what looked like fear crossed Yang's face, but she stubbornly shook her head and slammed her hand down into his.

"I'm not going to lose, not to you, and not to a fake!" She loudly proclaimed. Azure only grinned as he began glowing silver for a moment, before the aura glow around him changed to a bright yellow. In a second, his entire being shifted and blurred, flaring brightly for a brief moment before stabilizing, looking identical to Yang.

"Whoa, he really does look like Yang now!" Ruby whispered to Weiss. Weiss shuddered for a second, having been frozen ever since Azure had first spoken. Ruby noticed and turned to her, looking at her worriedly. "Weiss, are you ok?" Weiss glared at Ruby.

"Of course I am you dolt! Just…just watch the fight." Weiss's thoughts were a jumble, thoughts of what the true impact of such a fight would mean.

Ruby just looked at Weiss sadly. 'Oh man…I just wish she'd talk to me sometimes.' A slamming sound from Yang brought her attention back to the field, just in time to see Yang smashing her hands together and getting back into her stance as Azure walked a distance away, before turning to face her. "Alright Yang, when you are ready…give the word." Yang grumbled, annoyed, and nodded her head. Tanya, standing unobtrusively to the side, lifted her hand. Her aura flared for a second, before she and everyone else around them seemed to disappear to Yang's eyes, leaving only the double and herself in the arena. The other Yang's grin faded, and a burning red appeared in her eyes before she blasted her way forward, her fist screaming for Yang's skull.