AN: This story is not at all serious. Pure crack pipe. Longer note at the bottom.

Since coming to Beacon and becoming a member of Team RWBY, Weiss had learned how to stay calm and focused in the face of insanity. It was a skill acquired over countless hours of living with three other girls, two of which were bundles of obnoxious sound at the best of times. Through grueling experience, their various distracting qualities could no longer faze her when she settled in to do her school work. If she hadn't learned to block them out then she would be failing all her classes for sure. No matter how loudly Ruby laughed, or how stupid Yang's jokes were, Weiss had reached a form of enlightenment when it came to her team and their bad habits. At least when she was studying.

But this... she couldn't handle this.

Blake was utterly silent bar the sound of turning pages. She was half submerged in her blanket as she read one of her many novels, so she wasn't the problem. Blake rarely was a problem, Weiss could freely admit. Unless it involved the White Fang. Then Blake was perhaps the biggest problem of them all. Weiss still hadn't forgiven Blake entirely for that - not that she was former White Fang, but that she'd run off and forced them to search for her for two days.

Simply unacceptable.

Ruby was sprawled across the floor, tinkering with Crescent Rose. The clicking sound of her ratchet socket wrench was constant as she tightened a bolt on the collapsed form of her monstrous weapon, but was not the target of Weiss' ever increasing ire. As a matter of fact, Weiss had become quite used to her team leader fiddling with her weapon. It was almost soothing. Reassuring.

No, it wasn't Ruby. And it certainly wasn't Zwei, the adorable little scamp asleep in the corner on a pile of pillows. It was Yang's incessant giggling and mumbling.

Weiss's fingers tightened around her pen, threatening to snap it in half.

The blonde girl had been at it for nearly an hour now, hunched over her Scroll, small moments of silence followed by the most depraved, lewd giggling the white haired Huntress-in-training had ever heard in her life. Occasionally it was accompanied by obscene mumbling of the most horrid sort. Wildly, Weiss glanced at her other two teammates and waited with baited breath.

As she thought, as soon as Yang let loose another fit of perverted laughter, Blake's bow twitched rapidly and her fingers tightened on her book, while Ruby paused in her work, the click of her wrench falling silent for a few seconds before resuming at a much more erratic pace.

She wasn't the only one bothered by the actions of their teammate.

She tried to refocus on her work, diligently reading the required passage in their assigned text book and scribbling notes, but another bout of poorly suppressed laughter had the Schnee heiress clenching her jaw as her pen jerked wildly across the page, ruining it. She would have to redo the entire page. Her perfectionist nature demanded nothing less. So much for her enlightened state of being.

"One, two, three, four," she counted softly, dimly aware that she was shaking. It stopped when she reached ten, taking a deep breath to steady herself.

Setting her pen aside with faux calm she turned away from the desk, facing Yang's bed, knees pressed together and posture ramrod straight. Opening her mouth, she flinched as the blonde began laughing once more, even adding a whispered, "Oh baby," to the end of it.

The line had been crossed. The camels back had broken. The proverbial house of cards had fallen.

"Yang Xiao Long," Weiss began, drawing everyone's attention at once with her menacing tone. "If you don't stop salivating and grunting like a dog in heat this instant," she warned, becoming increasingly agitated until she was all but screaming, "then I swear here and now I will run you through with Myrtenaster! Do I make myself clear?"

Three sets of eyes blinked at her in surprise, before Yang smiled wildly, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!" she snarled, reaching for her weapon, only for it to be wrestled away by Ruby who had leapt to her feet in a panic.

"Come on, guys," the younger girl implored, keeping the rapier out of reach. "Don't fight!"

"I can't stand it anymore!" Weiss shouted, clutching her head dramatically. Her eyes popped madly. "Put that Scroll away now!"

Yang smirked cockily, slipping down from her bunk. "Make me."

The blonde blinked in surprise as with a war cry the small heiress launched herself at her.

"H-Hey, what are you-" Yang exclaimed in alarm as the Schnee wrestled her to the ground in a surprising show of strength for such a tiny girl. "Hey! Watch where you are putting those hands-ahh!"

"Please stop!" Ruby implored as she tried to pry the two apart but only ended up getting involved, yelping as Weiss pulled her down by her combat skirt. The younger girl flailed wildly.

"Don't bully my sister!" Yang roared while placing Weiss in a headlock, only to squeal in shock as a hand pinched her rump. "O-Oi! Who did that?"

"Ah~!" Ruby called out as her forehead clashed with her sisters, dazing them both as Weiss bucked furiously to get out of the headlock. "Sorry!"

While they continued to roll around on the floor in a tangle of limbs, Blake had retrieved Yang's Scroll from where it had fallen on her bed. The standard video player was open.

"Oh," Blake made a soft sound of surprise. Somehow it was enough to draw the attention of her teammates despite their yelling. Three pairs of eyes zeroed in on her instantly. "Uh-" the faunus' cheeks flushed hotly. "W-What is this?"

To Yang's horror, Ruby was able to extract herself first from the three-woman scrum and was by Blake's side before she could react.

"No, Ruby!"

Ruby took one look at the screen and her eyes widened in surprise. Flushing in embarrassment, she stared at the scene playing out on the Scroll with avid interest.

"I'm surrounded by perverts," Weiss muttered in disgust as she untangled her legs from Yang's and went to see what all the fuss was about.

The video wasn't anything overly obscene. There was nothing that could be considered R-18, yet, but-

Weiss felt her cheeks grow warm despite herself.

"W-What is this-this depravity?" she stammered as Yang joined them, half-heartedly trying to cover Ruby's eyes, only for her little sister to elbow her in the stomach in response.

The four girls watched as the scene played out. A man was facing away from the camera, the back of his head hidden out of shot. From what they could tell, he was of decent height and had a lithe, muscled build. His skin glistened as he showered, taut back muscles flexing as he reached around, lifting an arm up to scrub lightly at his side. Their eyes tracked the soap suds as one, watching as they flowed down over his hip and perfectly formed ass and further still across lean, powerful legs.

"He's turning around," Blake whispered urgently, Ruby and Weiss holding their breath in anticipation without realising it.

To their frustration, the camera zoomed in just as he turned, focusing on his well formed abs and impressive pectorals, stealing a much more precious prize from them. Ruby and Weiss sagged as they started breathing once more.

"They always do this," Yang complained. "Whoever is filming these videos is such a tease!"

"Videos?" Weiss questioned thickly.

They watched intently at the way the water followed the lines of his compact body. Reaching for a bottle of shampoo, his arms lifted as he applied it out of shot, stretching his torso beautifully to the entranced girls.

"Oh god," Ruby whispered stupidly.

"Is it good or is it good?" Yang bragged smugly.

"There are... more like this?" Blake questioned as the man leaned back under the spray to wash out the shampoo. They could see the foam running down over his shoulders and chest in the most delightful ways.

"Oh yeah," Yang said, grinning. "It isn't always showering. Sometimes he is working out or getting changed, or swimming. Oh, and get this - he goes to Beacon."

The rest of her team turned towards her. "What?" they all said in disbelief, before Weiss turned back to the video, eyes widening.

"Now that you mention it, that looks like the communal showers in the locker room!" She pointed at the screen. "Look at the tile pattern."

Blake and Ruby stared in shock.

"They never show his face, though," Yang grumbled. "Just if I knew who it was, I'd love to show him a good time."

"Hussy," Weiss muttered. Yang shoved her while Ruby frowned at her sister.

"Yaaaang," she whined.

"What?" the blonde asked defensively. "I mean, we were watching the same video, weren't we?"

"Where did you find these videos?" Blake asked curiously.

"They were uploaded on Beacon's network," Yang shrugged at their incredulous looks. "I think they were trying to upload to a private account but messed up, forgot to even set a password. I overheard an upperclassman talking about it and decided to check it out. I'm so glad I did. What a stud."

Their attention was drawn back to the video as the water stopped running and the mystery Beacon student stepped out of the shower. Their eyes were glued to his ass as he walked, the way the muscles in his thighs and tight buttocks flexed driving them insane. He was just reaching into a locker for a towel when someone knocked on their door loudly.

Blake squawked in alarm at the interruption, flinging the Scroll away under a pillow in a practiced movement while Ruby exploded in a cloud of rose petals. Weiss flew into the chair at the desk to 'resume' her homework while Yang was left with answering the door.

"Thanks guys," Yang snarked as she pulled open the door. A familiar red-haired girl stood on the other side. "Oh - Pyrrha, what's up?"

"Hello," she answered cheerfully. "We were just wondering if you girls would like to join us. We are going to the library to study..." she trailed off.

"Pyrrha?" Yang asked in concern.

"Are you alright?" Pyrrha returned. "You look a little flustered."

"Oh, uh," Yang sputtered suddenly self-conscious. "Great! I'm great! Never better."

Pyrrha peered around Yang and spied Blake rapidly flicking through an upside down book and a tense Weiss scribbling with a pen. Ruby was nowhere in sight but the former championship fighter spied a scattered pile of rose petals on the ground.

Green eyes regarded the blonde in front of her. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Uh, no, no," Yang denied quickly. "We'd love to join you! Just give us a minute, okay?"

"Alright," Pyrrha managed before the door was closed in her face. "See you soon!" her voice called, muffled.

"Real smooth, Xiao Long," Weiss mocked.

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't see you volunteering to answer the door, Ice Queen."

The white haired girl scowled. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that!"

"Though I guess that video had all that ice melting," Yang leered at her suggestively. "Got you dripping?"

"Shut it!"

"It looks like he broke the Weiss," Yang continued her horrible humor unabashedly as Weiss flushed in anger. She looked ready to continue their wrestling match.

Ruby's head poked out of the bathroom, still looking a little rosy in the cheeks. "Who was it?"

"Pyrrha. She's invited us out to a study date and I agreed, so let's get moving," Yang paused, looking at Blake. "Uh, didn't know you could read that book upside down, partner."

Ruby giggled and Weiss managed to crack a smile at the embarrassed look the cat faunus wore. As they gathered their things, however, none of them were thinking about school work.

Weiss felt a little annoyed at herself. That video was probably made without consent, making it a gross invasion of privacy. The fact that everyone at Beacon seemingly had access to it - and more! - made it all the worse. A feeling of guilt filled her, knowing what it was like to have ones privacy disregarded like it was nothing. Being a member of the Schnee family ensured that her life was watched closely, not just by her father and the media, but by much more dangerous factions like the White Fang, wanting to strike out at their company.

But despite the guilt and shame, the thrill of excitement was still present.

Weiss would be the first to admit that her experience with boys was practically non-existent. Dinner dates arranged by her family, the horrible flirting of a certain blond idiot and that whole episode with Neptune at the school dance was the extent of it. She'd never seen a male in such a state of undress before and frankly, no matter how much she wanted to deny it, it lit a flame inside her.

Ruby on the other hand felt odd. She knew what porn was, even if her overprotective father tried everything in his power to shelter her. Yang was her older sister after all and her father couldn't control everything that happened at Signal with the other girls. But all the pictures she had seen in her sisters magazines, all the video clips other girls at Signal had giggled over had done nothing for her. Frankly, she found it all stupid.

She would much rather look at photos of impressive weaponry and watch videos of famous weaponsmiths creating new and innovative mecha-shifting technology. She wanted to keep Crescent Rose top of the line, after all. Grimm were her number one priority. So why did she have the urge to skip out on this study date and lock herself in the dorm, with nothing but her sisters Scroll?

Blake and Yang were of a similar mind about the whole thing, much less innocent than their teammates though they would never label themselves experts or overly experienced. The raven haired girl was intimately familiar with written smut. Novels and even the odd naughty comic. Videos of real people were a little outside her scope of expertise, however, and she'd only ever dated once before with horrible results. She couldn't help but be curious about the other videos Yang had mentioned.

"Show me where to access them?" Blake whispered to Yang as they approached the library. Her rowdy teammate grinned in response as they entered.

"Got a taste and want more, huh?" she teased. "Don't blame ya."

"Quiet," Weiss hissed while glancing around nervously. Talking about such a thing out in the open had her on edge. "Someone might hear you."

Yang rolled her eyes but said nothing as they were waved down by Team JNPR.

The rest of their week was spent preparing for the Vytal Festival, Beacon Academy and the other schools lending out their students as free labor. Because of the abundance of free time they had after completing their assigned duties with classes on hold and the meager homework set long completed during their study group session with JNPR, the girls of Team RWBY indulged in their new favourite past time.

While Blake, Ruby and Weiss traveled through the backlog of videos not seen by their newly opened eyes, Yang anticipated the upload of a brand new recording with baited breath. While not always the case, the uploader tended to load new content every Friday - and if not Friday, then usually by Sunday.

Her excitement made her feel a little silly, but it didn't stop her from feeling the way she did.

As she removed her boots and socks after a long day of 'volunteer work', she idly flicked through her Scroll while seated on her partners bed. She was in the process of removing her vest and top when she noticed a brand new entry appear after refreshing the page. She paused, hands poised to undo her black bra as she stared down at the screen resting by her hip.

Licking her lips, she smiled as she opened the file. Immediately the video player opened and began playing, the familiar and welcome sight of the mystery student greeting her eyes.

"Oh," Yang murmured in appreciation. "This is going to be good~"

He was outside and from what she could tell it was early morning, the light of the sun only just beginning to crest over the horizon, the surrounding grass covered in dew. Dressed in a pair of running shoes, a blue-grey beanie and white basketball shorts that rode dangerously low on his hips, he was in the process of stretching out. He was already covered in a fine sheen of sweat, letting her know that this wasn't the beginning of his work out.

Yang bit her lip as he lay down, knees pointing at the sky as he started his crunches. The camera zoomed in, carefully avoiding his face and focusing on the way his abs contracted beautifully with each sit-up. Lilac eyes traced frantically over the impressive definition his training had bestowed upon his obliques, the muscles rippling as he added a twist into the routine. He wasn't overdone like some Huntsmen she had seen, but he looked as if chiselled from stone.

Just thinking about running her fingers over the hard ridges had her mouth watering, her nipples tightening in hard peaks. Yang never thought of herself as easily excited but there was something about this guy that got her engine humming. Quickly undoing her bra, she tossed it aside, shimmying out of her tight shorts and belt-cape. She was left in nothing but a pair of plain black panties.

Grabbing her towel, she made her way into the bathroom, Scroll cradled like a precious gem. The unknown stud had swapped positions and was now performing picture perfect push-ups, the angle giving her a very nice view of his strong arms in action. Her breath caught as his face came tantalisingly close to revealing itself but no such luck, the camera man repositioning.

Hastily slipping out of her panties that were embarrassingly damp, she turned on the shower. The water spray hissed and the room was soon filled with steam.

"You naughty boy, look what you have me doing," she whispered. Setting up the screen so she could see it from her position, she was about to step under the spray when she paused. After a quick debate, she momentarily stopped the video before sending a text to her teammates.

"Now where were we?" she asked coyly, restarting the video and stepping into the shower.

On the other side of the school, Blake was incredibly cranky. She was hot after working in the sun all day and the vending machine was all out of her favourite drink. She also had to put up with the antics of Sun and Neptune for several hours, who were now discussing the blue-haired boy's apparent fear of water. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't tune them out.

It didn't help that Sun kept trying to include her in the conversation.

"I'm just saying," Sun said for the thousandth time. "If we just went to a public pool, you could get used to it, man! No waves, plenty of life guards, nothing to fear! Blake, back me up on this."

She stared at him evenly and said nothing, willing him to combust with the power of her mind. It wasn't that she disliked him. He was a good friend, helping her as he did during her difficult time with her team but she just wasn't in the mood.

"Dude, seriously, no," Neptune protested, feeling put out that his friend was bringing up something private and un-cool in front of a pretty girl. "I just-I can't. I just freak out and panic," he admitted shyly, shooting a quick look at Blake. She pretended not to notice.

At that moment, Blake's Scroll beeped. Snatching at the device hungrily, her eyes devoured the message, hoping for salvation. It was so much more. Amber eyes widened in surprise.

"Who is it?" Sun asked, curious.

Blake stiffened in alarm and gracefully sidestepped him when he tried to peek over her shoulder.

"Urgent business," she said quickly. "Have to go! Bye!"

"H-Hey-wait," the monkey faunus exclaimed but she was gone. "What was that about?"

Neptune shrugged.

Blake found a shadowed corner and ducked into it, watching as a group of students walked by unawares. Sufficiently hidden, she quickly accessed the video archive and pressed play. Her breathing became uneven as she watched with appreciative eyes the way his muscles bunched and curled as he went through his routine.

A small hum escaped her as he lay back, knees up and arms flat against the ground before lifting his hips. The camera followed the way he thrust his pelvis up off the ground, holding in a bridge, before slowly lowering back to the ground. As he continued with this particular exercise, she couldn't help but wonder what he would look like from above, her hips straddling his as he moved beneath her.

"Ah~" she groaned, cheeks flaring and bow twitching.

She was impressed with his core strength, his body betraying no fatigue as he continued to raise his hips over and over again, even when he started to pull one leg up off the ground and bring the knee to his chest.

She shifted, rubbing her thighs together in frustration. She'd never felt this way about anyone before. Admiration? Certainly - she had admired Adam, once upon a time, when she had foolishly believed that he truly wished for equality and not domination. But this primal feeling low in her gut? Want? Desire? The fact that it was some complete stranger she had only viewed on a screen made her feel stupid, but she couldn't deny what she felt.

"Who are you?" she whispered desperately.

"Blake?"

Sun had followed her as was his habit. She really should have expected it.

She moved without thought, aura flooding through her body as she jumped, planting a foot on the wall behind her and flipping over the blonde faunus. He saw none of this, her movement so swift it resembled no more than a blur, her semblance activating in her panic.

"Are you okay?" he asked, approaching the unmoving form of her shadow clone. He reached forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, only to flinch as it dissolved into nothingness. "What the hell?"

Ruby and Weiss were together when they received Yang's message, but they were also in the company of Jaune, Pyrrha and a whole host of other students helping to erect food stalls. The pair of girls glanced at each other in sync and checked their Scrolls.

"What's up?" Jaune asked Ruby when he noticed the strange expression on her face, wiping the sweat from his brow. He glanced at Weiss and realised the heiress wore a similar expression. "Is something wrong? Did something happen?"

Ruby shook her head quickly. "No, no! Nothing wrong. Nope. Nada. Perfectly normal. Yep, nothing strange here. Just a regular day. Hahaha~"

Jaune blinked as Ruby continued to laugh awkwardly. Pyrrha walked over with four bottles of water, passing Jaune one and tossing one to Ruby. The small girl halted her awkward assurances and fumbled with the bottle, only barely holding onto it and her Scroll.

"Where is Weiss?" the red-haired champion asked.

"What do you mean? She's right he...re..." Jaune trailed off, noticing that they were suddenly missing one of their own. "...uh..."

Ruby whipped around wildly, feeling betrayed. She looked down at her Scroll, hands trembling. She desired nothing more than to just run off and view the new video but she didn't want to be rude and leave her friends. Pyrrha and Jaune were always so nice to her.

She frowned. Apparently Weiss had no problems with it.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Pyrrha questioned in concern. Ruby stilled. "Maybe you should head back to the dorms. There isn't much more to do here - nothing we cannot handle, right Jaune?"

"Right," he gave her a kind smile. Ruby's hand tightened around the bottle of water, the plastic creaking. "You should have just said so. Go rest, we'll handle it," he then gave her a thumbs up, like a total dork.

Ruby flushed. She felt horrible even contemplating taking advantage, but, "U-Uh right. I-I'll see you guys later. Thanks!"

"No prob...lem..." Jaune replied lamely to a cascade of rose petals. He reached forward and caught a few, rubbing them between his thumb and finger. They were incredibly soft. He glanced at Pyrrha and handed her a petal. "Must be pretty cool being able to move so quick."

Pyrrha nodded.

They rested for a short while, finishing off their water before getting back to work. Jaune was carrying an assortment of tarps and poles near some trees when he heard a strange giggling sound, stopping him in his tracks. Listening intently, he soon heard it again.

"Jaune-"

"Shh!" he quickly shushed his partner, who had wandered over to help. Pyrrha quirked an eyebrow at him but followed his instruction, quieting down. The giggling started again. "Do you hear that?" he whispered.

Pyrrha nodded. As one, they both began creeping towards the tree line. It took them a few moments to locate where the sound was coming from, the crimson haired girl peering around a thick trunk and freezing. Jaune peered over her shoulder curiously, mouth parting in surprise.

He thought about calling out when he heard it - the most charming, adorable giggle he had ever heard.

The fact that this sound came from Weiss of all people and not Ruby rendered him completely mute.

"What am I doing?" they heard her mutter. "This is entirely inappropriate."

She may have said that it was inappropriate and yet it was followed by another tinkling laugh, her slender frame quivering. Jaune and Pyrrha looked at each other, stunned.

"How shameless," she continued, sounding dazed. "Have you no consideration for those around you?" Her voice dropped so low they struggled to hear it, but they were able to make out the word 'unacceptable'.

"What do we do?" Pyrrha whispered urgently, pressing closer to Jaune so the Weiss couldn't hear her.

"How should I know?" he replied, panicked.

"Jaaaaaaaune-y!" a familiar voice bellowed. "Pyyyyyrrha! Where aaaaare you?"

Before they could pull back, Weiss spun around in shock. All three of them froze. As the seconds ticked by, Weiss' eyes widened in horror.

"Uh-" Jaune tried. "Hey."

"This isn't what it looks like!" the heiress shouted, leaping to her feet. Her hands were cupped around her Scroll possessively. She looked half deranged.

"Wh-What does it look like?" Pyrrha stuttered.

Weiss' mouth moved but no sound escaped.

"Were you watching something?" Jaune asked, flinching when she pinned him with a furious glare.

"What makes you say that?" she snapped.

The pair stared at her in disbelief.

"I-I mean - yes, I was!" she hastily corrected after a few seconds to revise.

"Oh?" Pyrrha questioned.

Before they could interrogate her any further, a sudden weight pressed down on Jaune from behind, causing him to fall on his partner. They landed in a heap.

"What are you guys doing?" Nora laughed from her position atop them. "Oh, hi Weiss!"

"Nora, get off," Jaune shouted, horrified. He glanced down at Pyrrha but she seemed unresponsive, sprawled beneath him. He quickly stood up, Nora draped over his shoulders limply like a dead animal. "Are you alright, Pyrrha?"

She stared up at him, dazed. "Uh - sure," she said dumbly, accepting his offered hand. He pulled her up with ease.

"Wat'cha guys doing?" Nora repeated, completely comfortable on top of her leader. "Ren sent me to look for you guys, he's hitting the showers."

"Nothing," Weiss assured sternly, having regained some measure of composure. "Nothing at all. I suggest we head back."

"If you're sure," Jaune said, taking a step back at the rabid look in the petite girls eyes.

"Very sure," she confirmed, stomping by them dramatically and swinging her arm as if to swat a fly. "Sure as could be!"

"That Weiss can sure be weird sometimes, don't you think?" Nora said after the heiress stormed away. Pyrrha and Jaune shared a look.

Later that night, the four members of Team RWBY gathered together for a very important meeting.

"I want to find this guy," Yang started as soon as Blake entered their room, not even giving her time to sit down. The blonde girl gestured at her Scroll and the paused video on display.

Weiss arched an eyebrow.

"Are you out of your mind?" she asked.

"Don't act like you aren't curious, Miss Priss." Yang returned fire immediately.

The smaller girl glared at her. "I'm perfectly fine in admitting it," she said, though her cheeks were a little rosy. "But how exactly are you going to accomplish this?"

"She's right," Blake agreed. "Where would we even start? We can't exactly ask people about it."

"Maybe we could find the person uploading them?" Ruby suggested meekly, looking a little unsettled.

"They'll be just as hard to find as our mystery student," Blake countered. "We don't even know if its a girl or another guy."

"It could be someone from the other schools, which widens the search considerably," Weiss opened her Scroll and started sorting through some files. "When was the first one uploaded, Yang? Do you remember?"

"It was after Blake ran off with Sun," Yang replied, making it sound like something it wasn't.

"I didn't run off with Sun!" Blake glared at her partner in outrage.

"After Blake ran off with Sun?" Weiss confirmed, getting a nod from Yang, "So some of the students had already arrived, then. This makes it much more difficult."

"I didn't run off with Sun," Blake repeated angrily, turning on the heiress. Yang and Weiss shared an amused look, while Ruby covered her mouth to hide her grin. "If you recall, the reason I-"

"Ah, ah," Weiss held up a hand, nose in the air snootily. "Don't want to hear it."

Blake fumed as they continued talking over her.

"So what do we know?" Ruby asked.

"Whoever it is has light hair," Weiss put forth, when no one else said anything. Despite her speaking out against the probability of finding this man, it seemed she had thought of it herself at some point.

"What?"

Weiss frowned at her partner. "His body hair is light. It could be blond or something more exotic like grey, silver or-"

"White," Yang leered at Weiss' hair. "Don't have a brother around, do you?"

"As a matter of fact, I do," Yang looked startled at the revelation, as did Ruby. Blake didn't react as she already knew, but not because Weiss had told her. "He isn't here you idiot. He is back in Atlas and younger than Ruby."

"Getting back on track," she continued. "His hair colour narrows it down and his skin is also light, if a little tanned."

"Been working out in the sun," Yang said approvingly.

Weiss coughed. "Yes, well, it eliminates anyone with dark hair or dark skin. Unless they dye their hair," she conceded.

"They are tall," Ruby supplied, playing with her fingers. "But not like Velvet's partner. That is a little too tall."

"He is slender," Blake added her own observation. "Not quite skinny, but he isn't at all stocky."

"Cardin's out, then," Yang joked, drawing a distasteful grimace from the former White Fang member.

"If I thought for even a moment that it could be him, I think I'd throw myself out the window and be done with it."

The others couldn't exactly disagree with her.

"Could he be a faunus?" Ruby asked. Yang shrugged while Blake and Weiss seemed to consider it for a moment.

"If he is, then whatever animal traits he has are either on his face or head," Weiss said. "In some of the videos, we saw his head but he was wearing a beanie. I didn't see any hard protuberances, so no horns or antlers."

"Protuberances?" Yang snorted in laughter.

"He might have ears like Blake, though," Ruby mentioned, ignoring Yang with all the skill of a little sister. "You could hide them under a beanie like Blake hides hers under a bow."

"What if he's, you know," Yang gestured lewdly at her crotch, "he could be a horse faunus or something."

Blake glared at Yang. "That isn't how it works."

"How do you know that, kitty cat?"

Blake looked ready to murder her.

"Yaaaang, why," Ruby moaned, rubbing her face while Weiss tsked in disapproval. The blonde just laughed in response.

"So how do we go about this?" Blake asked the all important question while giving her partner the stink eye.

"We will compile a list of likely candidates," Weiss moved over to her desk and pulled out a pen and note pad. She quickly began writing down details. "And then-"

"We follow them!" Yang finished, smiling.

"So we stalk them," Blake confirmed, lip curling a little.

"Stalk, follow, whatever you prefer."

"We can also check out the areas from the videos," Weiss spoke up, sounding a little peeved at being in any way associated with stalking. "I recognise the area of campus where he likes to train. It is secluded, you can't be seen from any of the buildings."

"Not doing the locker room," Ruby quickly said raising her hand childishly, Yang hastily following suit. Blake stared at them in shock.

"I wouldn't mind doing it," Yang confessed with a smirk. "But I don't want people to think I'm some sort of pervert when they see me there, day after day, you know?"

Blake was about to retort when there was a dull thump, followed by the sound of a door slamming. All of them jumped in alarm, taken aback at the sudden noise. They waited with baited breath, straining their ears to hear anything else.

"What was that?" Ruby asked when it remained silent. The youngest girl moved over to their door and peeked out into the hallway. After a moment, she returned to their group looking concerned.

"Team JNPR's door is broken," she reported worriedly. Team RWBY shared a few uncertain glances. While their own team could be considered rowdy or a little odd, JNPR was somehow a whole magnitude more weirder. Though it mostly stemmed from one particular member, Jaune, Pyrrha and Ren could be accused of being insane by association with the way they seemingly put up with Nora's antics without much issue, even getting caught up and joining in on occasion.

"I don't even want to know," Weiss said finally, returning her attention to the notepad. "So, lets start with our year - Cardin is out. His team, on the other hand..."

Yang started playing with her hair. "Dove and Sky have the wrong sort of hair, and Russel doesn't have the right build."

"It isn't like we really thought it was them," Blake commented at the disgruntled look on her partners face.

"Having to think of those idiots in that way is somehow annoying, though."

"Ren has black hair and Jaune is... well-" Ruby hesitated.

"Jaune is Jaune," Weiss concluded when Ruby failed to continue, rolling her eyes in dismissal. Ruby pouted at how mean that sounded but couldn't exactly fault her for it, either. "Who else is there?"

In the end, they concluded that it was either someone in the second year and above, or one of the many male students from Haven, Shade or Atlas.

"We already know what Sun looks like without a shirt," Yang joked, wiggling her eyebrows in an exaggerated manner at her partner. Blake scoffed. "He doesn't exactly hide those abs."

"What about Neptune?" Weiss asked aloud, trying not to sound hopeful.

Yang smirked. "I think we've found our first target. Weiss can take point on this one."

The heiress flushed.

Their second target was Mercury.

They didn't know much about him and didn't really see him around much either. The most notable thing they all remembered about him was the time he volunteered to spar against Pyrrha, then surrendered halfway through their bout.

"He is pretty hot," Yang admitted.

He also had a pretty cool partner.

"I've been hanging out with Emerald occasionally," Ruby said. "She's really nice."

"That's your in," Yang nodded in approval. "So, Blake will keep an eye on the showers while I'll hit the gym. It won't be unusual for me to be there. Sounds like a plan."

The following morning Ruby woke up bright and early, dressing with a powerful sense of determination. Closing the door quietly, she gave the unhinged door of Team JNPR a quick glance before zipping down the hall in a stream of rose petals. Camping outside the Haven representatives dorm, she called upon all her will power to remain still and silent.

It wasn't long before Emerald and Mercury appeared, though they weren't alone. Their other teammate was with them, a beautiful young woman with long black hair and alluring amber eyes. She wasn't sure why but Ruby always felt herself becoming nervous around her. Their fourth teammate was nowhere to be seen - not that Ruby had ever seen them before. They were a complete mystery.

The three were talking but much too quietly for Ruby to overhear. Following the trio was difficult, as it seemed like they had no particular destination in mind but she was a master of stealth and wicked cunning, she wasn't about to let them escape her! They continued wandering the halls at random until finally they decided on a destination and entered the cafeteria.

"Ruby,"

"Urk!"

She would have screamed in fright if she hadn't already swallowed her tongue. Emerald gave her a bemused look. The olive skinned girl had been waiting for her just inside the cafeteria. Busted!

"What are you doing?" she asked, sounding amused. "You've been following us for awhile - is something the matter?"

Ruby felt her face burn hotly.

"Uh, I was just-" she wracked her brain furiously. "-wanted to hang out, haha, silly me, you know how awkward I can be. But you guys looked busy so I should get going, okay, cya, bye~"

Emerald gripped her shoulder firmly before she could dash off. Ruby wanted to cry.

"Hey, we can still hang. Come on," the girl smiled, the picture of friendliness. "We're over here."

Ruby screamed internally as the older girl dragged her towards her doom.

Meanwhile, Yang eyed the other occupants of the gym as she went through her stretches, working her shoulders and sides before sitting down, legs spread and leaning forward so her chest bumped the ground. The likelihood that she'd find this mysterious guy working out was pretty slim - he seemed to work out at all hours, even night - but if he was here this morning, she wasn't going to miss it. She could get lucky, right?

"Woah, look at her go!"

Was someone checking her out? Yang smiled coyly before realising the two students from Atlas were not looking her way. Not at all.

"Holy crap," one of them exclaimed in answer. "She must be benching four times her weight, easy."

"Five, actually," a familiar voice called. "We can hear you, by the way."

Yang turned her head, smiling. The two Atlas students hurried away in embarrassment.

"Hey Ren, spotting for Nora again?"

Her black haired classmate gave an exaggerated sigh but was smiling, arms at the ready should anything go wrong. Yang watched with a little awe as Nora continued to lift, form impeccable as her arms flexed powerfully.

It was quite the sight seeing such a small girl bench press what even other larger Huntsmen would struggle with. Even though technically Yang could match and even surpass her strength in a burst with her Semblance, she couldn't come anywhere near maintaining that level of power like Nora could. Something she had learned very quickly when trying to arm wrestle against her. That had stung her pride a bit. One or two rounds were okay, but any more and it felt like she'd need a new arm.

"Better to be safe than sorry," Ren answered when she approached. "She seems unusually stressed about something and keen to work off her frustrations."

Nora finished her rep before letting the bar slam back into the saddles with a bang, sitting up and reaching for her towel. Yang noticed immediately the lack of smile or her usual carefree look. If anything she looked irritated at their presence.

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here," she snapped at Ren, wiping her face and shoulders.

"So are you going to tell me what the matter is?" he asked dryly.

Nora glowered at him before turning to Yang.

"Hey Yang, wanna spar? No weapons."

On a normal day Yang would jump at the opportunity but she was meant to be on the look out for her mystery guy. "Uh," her reluctance had nothing to do with the fact that Nora looked ready to tear something apart with her bare hands. It wasn't that at all. "I'm good, thanks."

The ginger haired girl looked disappointed.

"Does it have something to do with why our door is broken?" Ren continued to needle.

"Jaune told you that was an accident," Nora grunted. "Would you give it a rest already!"

The pair watched as she marched over to the free weights without another word and started pumping iron. Yang had never seen the smaller girl look so pissy in the entire time she'd known her.

Pissy was more Weiss' angle.

"Did something happen?"

Ren shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine."

"We heard a bang last night. Ruby said your guys door was broken and I saw it this morning when I left."

"An accident - or so Jaune and Nora would have us believe. Pyrrha and I weren't there at the time. Apparently they were roughhousing and well, you know how Nora can be sometimes. Forgets her own strength."

Yang had to hold back a laugh when a student from another school got too close and Nora scared them off with a gnash of teeth, arms pumping without missing a beat.

"You don't believe them?"

He shrugged again. "It doesn't explain why she is in such a foul mood. She skipped breakfast - a bad sign if there ever was one."

No kidding. Nora could put food away like no one she had ever seen. Perhaps only Ruby when it came to cookies and strawberries. Nora's stomach was like a black hole.

"Where are your other teammates, anyway?" she gave the gym a quick scan but couldn't see Pyrrha's eye catching hair or her goofball partner.

"Pyrrha wanted some help perfecting a technique. They left earlier this morning so they are probably hitting the showers by now."

Yang couldn't help the little smirk that formed.

When Ren noticed her, she said unhelpfully, "I think Blake is over that way."

Blake was indeed over that way.

She liked to think that she was pretty skilled when it came to staying unseen or unnoticed. Not that the locker room provided the greatest cover to keep hidden. However, as quiet and introverted as she was, people often overlooked her even when she was in plain sight.

She was just that type of person.

Unfortunately for her, friends weren't included in those that tended to overlook her presence. If that were the case, Blake may have been able to avoid some of the more aggravating situations Yang had pulled her into. That is why she was barely in the door when a familiar face met her eye, destroying any chance of subterfuge.

It immediately put her on edge.

"Blake," Jaune said in surprise, hair damp from a recent shower. He was in the process of putting on his shoes, one leg pulled up onto the bench he was seated on. "Morning."

"Morning," she answered after a moment of irrational panic. It was stupid but for a moment she felt for certain Jaune knew exactly why she was there. Her cheeks reddened. It was impossible, she knew, but suddenly she was filled with nerves. She tried to come up with something to say but drew a blank, resulting in her standing around awkwardly rubbing her arm while he tied his shoelaces.

"What's up?" he asked when she did nothing but stare at him, a look of concern on his face, "is something wrong?"

"What? No," Blake shook her head. "Nothing is wrong. Why would you think something is wrong?"

"You look unwell," he rose from the bench and approached her, causing her cheeks to darken further. She had to fight all her instincts to take a step back like a guilty child. "Blake?"

For a scant moment in time, Blake was certain he was going to reach for her forehead and test her temperature with his palm. Then the moment passed and she remembered this wasn't one of her romance novels. Her cheeks burned hotter.

"Really, it's nothing," she said hastily. "I've just come for a shower. Nothing more."

She hoped he couldn't smell her shampoo. That would be embarrassing. Though less than admitting she was searching for a guy she didn't know, based on how his body looked. Put like that, she really did sound like a huge pervert.

Jaune nodded slowly. "Yang holding you up?"

"What?"

"Ruby told me Yang takes forever in the bathroom. All that hair care."

Blake blinked, latching onto the lifeline he had unwittingly provided. "Yes. It can be a bit aggravating." She then frowned. "Wait, why is Ruby sharing those sorts of details about Yang?"

The blond boy laughed. "We were just sharing stories about our sisters."

"I didn't know you had any sisters," she admitted. It made her feel a little bad - in all honestly, she didn't know all that much about Jaune at all. Ruby thought he was the best friend ever while Weiss would complain about what an idiot he was whenever he tried to flirt with her. Yang was somewhere in the middle.

"More than I can count sometimes," he joked. "But I think there are about seven of them."

Blake opened her mouth and then closed it again.

Jaune looked amused at her reaction. "Yeah, I get that a lot."

She shook her head. "That sounds rough."

Being an only child, it was a struggle to imagine one sibling, let alone seven of them. She pictured seven Yang's and promptly banished the thought before she suffered brain damage. It was simply that horrifying to contemplate.

"What are you doing here so early, anyway?" she asked. "Does Nora take forever in the shower as well?"

He gained an odd look at the mention of Nora but after a moment smiled, "Nothing like that. Pyrrha wanted to get in some early morning training. Grappling, mostly. Submissions. I won't always have my sword and shield."

"Oh?"

"My neck felt the brunt of it," he admitted with a chuckle, tilting his head to the side and wincing at the strain. He rubbed his shoulder. "She was showing me how to apply a triangle choke from a standing position. Not the most comfortable hold to be in, even with a pretty girl."

Blake grinned.

"Jaune?" a familiar voice called, "are you still - oh, hello Blake!"

Pyrrha emerged in nothing but a towel, hair dripping wet across her toned shoulders. She looked a bit disappointed.

"Well," Jaune said tightly, dazed at the sight of his partner. Blake laughed. "I'll leave you ladies to it. Nice talking to you, Blake."

He all but rushed from the room before she could reply. Pyrrha and Blake shared an amused look.

"Shower?" Pyrrha asked.

"Right, shower," Blake said to maintain her cover. Luckily her locker was stocked with the appropriate items. Green eyes followed her as she hurried away.

The next few days followed a similar theme.

Between Ruby's horrible attempts at trying to socialize with Emerald's team and Blake having to take several showers a day to avoid the suspicions of her classmates(unsuccessfully), in the end it was Weiss who contributed first to their little operation.

"Neptune is out," she declared on the third morning.

"What?" Yang asked as rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Weiss was dressed neatly in her school uniform, white hair beautifully brushed until it looked like a curtain of quicksilver hanging from her side tail. Meanwhile Ruby's hair looked like a birds nest, her face pouting adorably at being woken up so early while Blake looked almost catatonic, "Weiss, do you know how early it is?"

"Do you?" the heiress returned haughtily.

"Too damn early," Yang snapped back. Then she paused. "Wait a minute, what do you mean Neptune is out?"

Weiss gave her a smug look while Ruby perked up. Blake continued to teeter dangerously towards the floor but would catch herself at the last moment. Each time her head would snap up in alarm, eyes wide only for them to droop comically. It was made all the more adorable by the fact that her ribbon had come free sometime in the night, freeing her cat ears.

"It is just as I said. Neptune is not the one we seek."

Yang arched an eyebrow. "How did you find out?" She then eyed her uniform. "Don't tell me you snuck into their room? Wow, Weiss, you are surprisingly hardcore."

Weiss flicked her hair over her shoulder in a move so practiced it made Yang snicker. "As if I would be so vulgar. I have a little more class than that, thank you very much."

"And yet here we are," Yang joked, though it wasn't really a joke at all. All four of them were involved in something that was about as classless as you could get.

Ruby piped up. "So, how'd you figure it out?"

Weiss presented her Scroll.

Yang, Ruby and a somewhat more alert Blake leaned in for a better look.

It was a picture of Neptune, shirtless - and trouserless, handcuffed to a bed. While the blue haired boy had a decent figure, it wasn't in the same league as their mystery student.

"What the hell is this?" Yang said after a moment of shocked silence. "Weiss, what did you do?"

"I did nothing. This was taken at Haven."

"How did you get this?" Blake asked through a yawn. She then blinked. "Surely Sun didn't send you that picture. He is a lot of things but Neptune is his best friend."

"It wasn't Sun. Or at least, I don't think it was," Weiss seemed to be seriously contemplating the matter. "Anyway, the who isn't important. The how is simple - I offered considerable amounts of money."

Blake looked at Weiss with awe and respect. "You are much more dangerous than you appear, I don't know how we missed it."

Weiss glared at the cat faunus.

Yang tapped her chin idly. "So, what, you just made a thread on some forum somewhere offering cash for any information on Neptune?"

Weiss nodded. "Yes, that is exactly what I did."

A startled laugh escaped Yang. "Damn. What is even going on in this picture, anyway? The room looks trashed."

The floor was littered with plastic cups and streamers, while the curtains hung on by a thread, almost torn completely free. The walls were plastered with confetti and some sort of white foam whose origins they couldn't fathom.

"Sources tell me it was a private rendezvous gone wrong."

"It looks like a house party. You're surprisingly calm about this," Yang observed.

Weiss pursed her lips. "Apparently he is quite the ladies man - or at least, he tries to be. He has somewhat of a reputation at Haven, so they say."

She didn't look upset so much as disappointed.

"This was all before he met you, though," Ruby tried tentatively, knowing how much it meant to Weiss.

"Yes," Weiss nodded and then put it behind her, "Well, there you have it. One down."

It was clear she didn't want to talk about it any further.

With no chance of returning to sleep, they started preparing themselves for the day. Even with Yang hogging the hot water and Blake barely functioning, they still arrived at the cafeteria before most others. Surprisingly, Team JNPR was already there and halfway into their breakfast.

Nora waved them over enthusiastically.

"She's in a better mood this morning," Yang said quietly as she placed her tray down and slid in next to Ren. Ruby, Blake and Weiss took their seats across from her. "You finally cheer her up?"

Ren shook his head. "I can't claim the credit for this one, unfortunately. Jaune let her practice some wrestling moves on him last night. When she returned, she was back to normal."

Yang grimaced. "I'm surprised he is still in one piece."

Ren couldn't blame her. Nora's poor mood had persisted for days until their team leader had stepped in. Whatever the two had shared during their training session was enough to brighten her outlook considerably.

"He might not look it but Jaune is very dependable."

Blake rubbed her chin in thought.

"And has a spine made out of steel," Yang joked.

"What'cha looking at?" Ruby asked, leaning over Jaune's shoulder and peering down at the magazine spread out before him and his partner. "Oooh, are you looking for a new weapon? Can I help? Can I?"

Jaune chuckled. "Nothing like that. Pyrrha is thinking about modifying her weapon. We're just having a look at some catalogues."

Ruby nearly squealed and forced her way between the pair in her excitement.

"Woah, Ruby," Jaune yelped in alarm as the small girl was practically in his lap, pouring over the magazine without a care in the world for how it looked. He shot a nervous glance at Yang but she was talking to Ren and hadn't noticed.

"What modifications are you looking to make?" Weiss inquired politely as she buttered a piece of toast.

As Pyrrha and Weiss discussed the pros and cons of a revolving dust chamber in a projectile weapon, Sun and Neptune appeared, trays laden with breakfast food.

"Hey Blake," Sun greeted happily, taking one of the spare chairs at the end of the table. He swiftly peeled a banana and almost inhaled it with how fast it disappeared.

Blake hummed disinterestedly.

"Hey Snow Angel," Neptune grinned as he popped a grape into his mouth. Yang was suddenly very interested in the sudden arrivals, facing them with a broad smile.

Weiss paused in her explanation about chamber sizes for dust containment to arch an eyebrow at the blue haired boy. Pyrrha blinked at the familiar cold look the heiress usually projected at her partner aimed at someone else.

"Neptune," she greeted coolly. "Good morning."

Everyone at the table noticed the dismissive tone, even Nora who had been busily tapping away at her Scroll. Everyone but Neptune.

"So, I was thinking," he began oblivious of the danger, "that we could hang out together sometime."

"Oh?"

"I haven't seen much of Vale. You could show me around, show me all the good spots."

Weiss made a show of thinking it over. "Okay."

Neptune grinned widely. "Sweet."

"Jaune," Weiss suddenly said, turning to the blond. "Would you like to come visit Vale with us?"

Everyone stared.

There was a long moment of silence before Jaune finally said, "What?"

Weiss rolled her eyes in typical Weiss fashion. "I asked if you'd like to accompany us to Vale?"

"Uh," Neptune finally snapped out of his stupor and tried to interject but Weiss continued to speak before he could so much as utter more than a single syllable.

"Ren," Weiss turned to the raven haired boy. He was paused with his spoon halfway to his mouth. "Would you also like to accompany us?"

Then she turned to the rest of JNPR. "Pyrrha, Nora, you are also invited."

The two girls looked startled while Ren and Jaune shared a look.

"Wait, I meant-"

"My team will be coming, of course," Weiss eyed Ruby, Yang and Blake as Neptune floundered. They looked a mixture of surprise for Ruby, awe from Yang and amusement from Blake. "Sun can come too - and the rest of your team. I would very much like to meet them. I'm sure we would have loads to talk about."

She smiled with a few too many teeth.

And with that, apparently they were all going out together some time. Neptune looked completely confused.

Later that same day, Ruby unintentionally stumbled across Emerald and Cinder. There was a third girl with them, someone Ruby had never met before. She was short - shorter than even Weiss or Nora, petite with bright green eyes and black hair in twintails. Ruby paused in the middle of the courtyard.

Maybe she could try again.

They were acting suspiciously, huddled together on one of the many benches near the gardens. Mercury was no where in sight. The young girl hesitated for a moment before making a decision.

"Uh, hey guys - what are you-WOAH!" Ruby yelped as an olive arm reached out and snagged her around the neck, reeling her in.

"Ruby," Emerald said happily. "Friend. Pal."

"Uh, haha, that's me," Ruby glanced at the other two. Cinder looked disinterested while the unnamed girl was sporting a tiny grin that was equal parts welcoming and sly. "What's up?"

Emerald thrust her Scroll in her face, making Ruby go cross eyed.

"We were just wondering-"

"I was wondering nothing of the sort," Cinder interrupted sharply. Her eyes narrowed at Emerald. "Please don't include me in this stupidity."

The twintail girl made a 'yeah right' face and giggled silently. Cinder looked ready to hit her and may have tried but the small girl twirled away and around them without prompting. The movement was swift and graceful like a dancer. It reminded Ruby a little of Weiss.

"Right, so, we were wondering if you knew this guy," Emerald continued after a few moments. Ruby's eyes focused on the screen, surprised to see it was their mystery man in one of his familiar compromising positions.

Ruby felt her mouth go dry.

His muscles were slick with sweat as he pulled his body weight up to the bar and down again, repeating the process every few seconds. His body was perfectly still, abs tight and unyielding as his shoulders and arms flexed smoothly. He looked like a machine, not a single sign of fatigue or strain. A few times his face came tantalizingly close to revealing itself but it never would.

Ruby knew. She'd watched this particular video many times.

She took a steadying breath. "So this isn't Mercury then?"

Three pairs of eyes stared at her.

"Mercury?" Emerald questioned in disgust. "What are you-oh, you thought-so that's why you've been hanging around lately."

Ruby felt her cheeks go red.

No Name obviously found the whole thing hilarious and was laughing up a storm, though no sound escaped her lips which was a little disturbing. Cinder arched an eyebrow and looked down at her which only made Ruby feel worse.

She did the only thing she could think of and pouted.

"Trust me," Emerald pat her on the shoulder. "That isn't my stupid partner. If nothing else, he doesn't have legs like this."

Cinder and Emerald shared a look above her head.

"Yes, it is as Emerald says," Cinder looked away for a moment before asking, to the surprise of everyone present, "So you do not know who he is?"

Apparently she was very much involved in this stupidity.

"Uh, no. No one does, I think. The videos didn't start until students from the other schools started turning up for the festival, so my team thought maybe..."

Well, the rest didn't need to be said.

"Well, if you do figure it out, you'll share, won't you?" Emerald pulled her in close so their noses nearly bumped. Ruby had never noticed before but her red eyes were rather creepy. Nothing at all like Yang's when she was angry. "Won't you?"

"S-Sure."

The twintail girl winked.

As soon as she got away from the crazy foreign team, she made a beeline for her dorm. Luckily the rest of her team was there and she shared what she'd discovered.

"Not Mercury, huh?" Yang was lazily throwing a ball up and down as she lay on the carpeted floor. "We are zero for two, ladies. I haven't found our hunk at the gym, either. Not exactly detectives, are we?"

"It was always a long shot," Weiss reasoned from her bed. "I would have been surprised if it were so easy. We didn't have much to go on."

"I'm pretty sure most of the student body thinks I'm up to something sketchy," Blake muttered sourly. Her face was half buried in her pillow. "I'm not going back to the locker room and you can't make me."

Yang laughed.

"It isn't funny! Worse, I keep running into Pyrrha and Jaune! They are too nice to say anything but I know they're thinking it!"

"Thinking what?"

"Something! Something bad!"

Yang just laughed harder and received a pillow in the face for her trouble. Her ball bounced off it and rolled away. Before she could retaliate and turn it into a full fledged Team RWBY pillow fight any boy would pay to see, Weiss made a pleased sound.

"There is a new video."

That got their attention.

Ruby, Yang and Blake crowded around the heiress.

"Hey!" she called out as they peered over her shoulders. As small as she was, it felt a little claustrophobic. "Use your own Scrolls!"

"Cmon Weiss, play the video," Ruby said while bouncing up and down against her side. "Cmon, cmon."

"Cut it out! Ah - fine. Just move a bit."

"They're a little early this week," Yang mused as Weiss started the video.

The four girls watched eagerly as their mystery man stood poised before a body length mirror with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. The angle meant that like usual, even with the reflection, his face was hidden from view, but it allowed them an almost full show of his body, front and back.

He seemed to be almost admiring himself, turning from side to side as he run his hands across his chest and washboard abs, testing their firmness. He even knocked his knuckles against them before striking a pose like that of a body builder, muscles tense and full.

Ruby giggled while Yang cracked a smile.

Apparently he thought it was funny as well, as they saw his body shake with mirth as he released the pose. And then to their shock, he tossed aside his towel with a flourish. The familiar ass with its cute little dimples greeted their eyes, but that wasn't the only thing.

"Oh my god," Blake whispered hoarsely.

In the reflection of the mirror was the final prize.

"Oh my," Weiss choked out. She looked ready to pass out, porcelain cheeks flushed a deep red.

Yang and Ruby were rendered speechless.

The camera shifted and for a moment the four girls stared in disbelief. And then he turned swiftly. Their breath caught as it swung into view but at that precise moment the camera jerked wildly, stealing from them their precious view and replacing it with that of the carpet.

The video come to an abrupt end soon after.

Team RWBY sat in silence.

Ruby vigorously rubbed her burning cheeks, "Did you guys-I mean, I saw-you know?" Her eyes squinted in embarrassment.

"Yeah, sis," Yang said with a big stupid grin. "Yeah."

"Very healthy," Blake had a silly little grin on her face.

"He caught them."

The three of them turned to Weiss.

She stared back at them with wide eyes, cheeks still red from the unexpected reveal.

"He caught them!" she repeated frantically as they minds struggled to reboot. "At the end! He turned and caught them!"

"Oh shit," Yang said after a moment. "But if he caught them, then that means..." she trailed off, looking confused. "They still uploaded the video. Anyone else find that odd?"

Blake nodded slowly and looked guilty as she said, "This sort of thing would get you in a lot of trouble and yet they are obviously still here at Beacon. I haven't heard about anyone getting expelled, have you guys?"

They shook their heads.

"It would be big news if someone did, right?" Ruby asked. "There is no way they'd be able to keep that a secret."

"Even if it was someone from another school, it would have gotten out by now," Weiss said assuredly as she pulled up the school message board on her Scroll. The hottest topics made no mention of any expulsion though a few did reference the videos, though as subtle as possible as not to alert the teachers. Code words and abbreviations filled the screen as she swiped by. "Something like this wouldn't stay a secret for long, you're right. Which means that most likely there has been no punishment."

Yang then asked the million lien question.

"What does that mean?"

Had he not taken the issue to the teachers? It wasn't just a breach of school rules, some of the videos actually broke the law. If someone had been taping one of them secretly while they showered or changed? Forget the professors, they'd go straight to the police - maybe after snapping them in half first.

But that hadn't happened here. Why not?

The four let out small screams of alarm at the sudden firm knock on their door. Sharing embarrassed and uncertain looks, Blake moved first and answered. Pyrrha stood on the other side with a suspicious look on her face. It was all too similar to the last time she had visited Team RWBY's room.

"Were those screams I just heard?" she questioned immediately before Blake could offer a greeting.

"What?" the cat faunus attempted a surprised look and failed. "Of course not. We were just talking."

A finely sculpted eyebrow arched as she scanned the room, looking for some unseen assailant. When all she found were precarious bunk beds and poster covered walls, she focused on her friends. Whenever she tried to meet any of their eyes, they flittered away nervously. Along with their flushed cheeks and the way they fidgeted if her eyes lingered too long, it painted a very suspect picture.

"Riiiight," she said slowly, curiosity warring with the reason she was here. "So, we were talking with Team SSSN and decided we'd all go down into Vale tomorrow - if that is okay with Weiss, of course."

Every eye in the room turned to the heiress.

"Why are you asking me?" she asked, startled at the sudden attention.

"It was your idea, yes? You invited us out," Pyrrha peered at her closely with an air of concern. "Are you sure everything is fine? It was only this morning, surely you haven't forgotten. Or were you hoping for a specific day?"

"Everything is fine! Perfectly fine, in fact," Weiss deflected with haste. Straightening up, she placed one hand on her hip and tried for a haughty countenance. "And no, tomorrow is as good a day as any. I approve. I need to grill-I'm looking forward to meeting the rest of their team."

The look on her face dared them to call her out on her slip.

"I'm good with it," Yang said when Pyrrha turned her way.

"I have nothing planned," Blake added.

Ruby just beamed and nodded.

"Right, well, I'll let everyone know - does eight in the morning sound good?"

The four nodded enthusiastically.

Pyrrha hesitated, giving each of them one more searching look.

"See you in the morning," she finally said before closing the door.

Team RWBY sagged as one.

The rest of the evening was filled with further speculation and before they knew it, the sun dawned bright and early, rousing them from their sleep. Ruby rushed into the shower before her sister, the blonde growling as she got a face full of rose petals as the door slammed shut.

"Ruby!" Yang shouted but received nothing but giggling in return. "Get your little butt out here!"

Weiss hummed as she run her brush carefully through her hair, having already showered and dressed in a cute denim skirt and white blouse combo. Not exactly the sort of clothes her father would approve of, they were much too casual. Essentially, they were perfect. The two sisters continued arguing as she pulled her hair into its trademark side-tail before sliding her dainty feet into a pair of fashionable boots.

"Urgh," Blake muttered as she rubbed her eyes tiredly. Her ribbon had come loose again and her ears were twitching adorably each time Yang yelled or banged on the door. Weiss had to hide a smile at the sight as she slipped her hairpin tiara into her hair and selected a pair of snowflake earrings.

"We don't have much time," Weiss said conversationally as Blake shuffled out of bed like the walking dead. A small grin threatened to twist her lips as she said, "Yang hasn't showered yet."

The bathroom door opened and Ruby Rose appeared, fresh and pure, wrapped in a fluffy towel. Yang attempted to shoulder by her sister but she was barely through the door before a black ribbon looped around her waist. With a mighty heave, Blake tossed her partner across the room with a shout before dashing into the bathroom, the door slamming shut and locking before the blonde could regain her footing.

"Blake!" Yang hollered angrily. Ruby jumped out of the way as her sister resumed pounding on the door. "You sneaky little-"

"Ruby," Weiss greeted while ignoring the sounds of wood threatening to splinter. "Good morning."

"Morning," Ruby chirped happily as she skipped over to her bed while discarding her towel. The heiress had to stop herself from scolding her partner for leaving it in a heap in the middle of the room. Thankfully, the younger girl was already wearing underwear. Even if they were all girls, Weiss didn't appreciate being flashed so casually.

...maybe if it was their mystery guy, she would make an exception.

Weiss shook her head to rid herself of the thought.

"What's the time?" Ruby asked as she pulled on a pair of black jeans. The knees had holes in them and Weiss idly wondered what her father would think of her partner and friend. He'd be horrified, no doubt.

"Seven thirty," she replied after briefly glancing at her Scroll. "I'm going to see if JNPR are ready."

"Oh, let me come," Ruby said quickly, voice muffled as she pulled her head through a red shirt. Weiss waited patiently as Ruby fussed with her hair. Satisfied, they left Yang shouting through the door and crossed the hallway.

Weiss knocked sharply on their brand new door.

Pyrrha answered.

"Good morning," Weiss greeted. "How are..."

She trailed off.

Ruby and Weiss stared at their classmate, who stared back at them with a face made of stone.

"Good morning," Pyrrha replied neutrally.

"Er," Ruby began after a moment of silence. "A-Are you guys ready? Blake is in the shower and then we'll just have to wait for Yang."

Emerald green eyes pierced through her. Ruby had to fight the urge to step back.

"Ren and I are ready," she answered slowly before pausing. Weiss and Ruby watched warily as she finally spat out, "Nora and Jaune should be finished in a moment."

"Pyrrha?" the familiar voice of Nora Valkyrie called out. "Who is it?"

This time Ruby couldn't stop her impulse and almost leapt back across the hall. She wasn't alone as Weiss flinched back from the way Pyrrha's face seemed to almost convulse. The Mistrailian was one of the most pleasant people either of them had ever met but as of this moment, she looked like she was about to commit murder.

"Weiss and Ruby have come to visit," Pyrrha said loudly for her teammates benefit, though her voice was monotone at best. Her hand had tightened on the door handle and they were pretty sure it was threatening to bend under her grip.

"Oh! Invite them in, silly!" Nora laughed. "Weiss! Ruby!"

Pyrrha silently stepped aside.

A little unsure, Weiss and Ruby shared a look before stepping into the room. And then promptly froze.

Jaune was seated on the end of his bed, almost engulfed in a puffy pink bathrobe. Hair damp from a recent shower, his chin was lathered with shaving cream. It wouldn't have been so strange a sight even if it was something he really should have been doing in the bathroom. The reason why he wasn't in the bathroom was immediately clear.

"What is going on here?" Weiss said thunderstruck.

Nora tilted her head innocently, half straddled across Jaune's lap as she observed the new arrivals.

"Shaving," the ginger haired girl said simply like Weiss was a particularly dim child.

One of her hands was threaded through his hair, cupping the back of his head as it tilted back, exposing the long planes of his neck. Nora carefully run a razor carefully across his skin, leaving behind nothing but smooth, slightly flushed skin. Ruby and Weiss stared in disbelief as Nora adjusted her position, her own loosely tied bathrobe falling open to reveal white and pink lingerie. Nora wasn't what you would consider a girl of precision, yet she showed remarkable control and dexterity as she leaned across his body and dunked the razor into a bowl of water before gently returning it to his chin in one fluid motion.

Weiss and Ruby felt their cheeks heat up as her breasts brushed against him as she repeated the motion several more times. The only reason Jaune didn't react was because he likely couldn't feel a thing through his bathrobe.

"Nora, you're flashing our guests," Ren said from his corner of the room, not sounding surprised or even very reproachful. It was the voice of someone who had given up. Nora made a cute little embarrassed sound and pulled her robe closed before continuing her task, tilting Jaune's head to the side. Her legs were practically wrapped around one of his own to keep her body steady, the length of her body pressed against his side.

They looked like they were posing for some erotic artwork, not employing facial hair care.

"Blrrrhhg," Ruby said stupidly.

Team JNPR had broken her.

"Hi guys," Jaune greeted them sheepishly as they continued to stand in a stupor. He looked a little embarrassed to be caught in such a position, yet they felt it wasn't nearly embarrassed enough. Though being on Team JNPR, maybe his brain had adapted to handle his teammate without melting. Pure survival. "We're almost ready-"

"Don't move," Nora admonished, running a palm against a bare cheek. She gave it a playful tap. "I'm almost done."

"Right, sorry."

"Hey guys, are you ready to roll-?" Sun stopped in the doorway, causing Neptune and their two other teammates to crash into his back. They stumbled into the room, nearly bowling Ruby and Weiss over.

They suddenly had a gawking crowd.

Nora gave one final flourish of the hand.

"There! All done," Nora hopped off his lap and admired her handy work. Running a finger across his jaw, she nodded in satisfaction. "Smooth as silk!"

Jaune went into the bathroom to check in the mirror and returned with a thumbs up. Ren threw him a towel.

"What is going on here?" Blake asked from the hallway, trying to peek over the shoulders of SSSN without much success.

"Okay, show time is O-VER! Out! Out!" Nora corralled them out like a professional. "We need to dress! See you soon!"

The last sight they saw was the stone cold face of Pyrrha Nikos as the door slammed shut.

Blake looked at everyone else in askance.

"That team gives me a headache," Weiss finally said.

Forty minutes later found the three teams seated in a transport as it approached the Vale central terminal. Yang had a feeling she had missed something earlier but had no idea what. Instead she just watched in amusement as Weiss grilled both Scarlet and Sage, the two boys looking a little intimidated at the twenty questions. Introductions had barely finished before the diminutive Huntress-in-training had honed in on the two like a hawk. Or maybe a bloodhound.

"I hear that you boys are quite popular with the ladies," the white haired girl needled.

"Not really," Scarlet muttered uneasily.

"Uh," Sage leaned away when she entered his personal space, her face uncomfortably close. "I-I don't know what you've heard, but-"

"Come now," she waved her hand airily. "No need to be humble. I've heard some things," her eyes gleamed. "Many things. Perhaps you could clear the air a little?"

Neptune was trying to signal them both with subtle gestures but was so far only accomplishing in annoying Sun, whom he kept jostling with his elbow as the monkey faunus attempted to chat up her partner. Blake looked bored with the whole ordeal, zoning out and staring straight across at Ren. Anyone else might have been disturbed by her vacant stare but Ren just stared back at her like it was some sort of game. Maybe it was.

"So where are we going first?" she asked as they docked. The platform was pretty busy, the early morning rush some would call it. Several other airships were docked beside their own from all across the kingdom. They filed out and maneuvered their way through the bustling crowd, Jaune and Pyrrha bringing up the rear, the blond looking a little queasy but thankfully in full control of his gag reflex.

Yang kept one eye on him just in case.

"I have put together an itinerary," Weiss began. Ruby had to stifle a giggle but Weiss heard it anyway, turning to glare at her partner. When she felt the younger girl was sufficiently cowed, she pulled out her Scroll and showed them all a well put together time table.

"Is that colour coded?" Blake asked in amusement.

"Of course," Weiss answered haughtily. "Red is for activities that require payment while green are free to the public to enjoy, while blue-"

Team JNPR were used to Weiss and her ways, but SSSN had not encountered this particular Weiss before. They watched dumbfounded as the small girl outlined the days events in detail, perfect nails tapping at the screen to emphasize certain points. They looked increasingly confused the longer she talked.

"-the little symbols denote which involves physical activity, while the ones without-"

"The scary thing is she must have planned this all out last night after we went to sleep," Blake revealed. Yang just shook her head as if to say, 'this is our teammate'. "How about we just show them to the important spots and then go from there?"

Weiss stopped mid-sentence and considered the proposal.

"Fine," she relented, pocketing her Scroll. "Shall we go?"

"You sure know how to pick em, Neptune," Sage whispered to his friend as the group started moving. He looked shell shocked. "She seems... intense."

"Haha, yeah," the blue haired boy said nervously. "Just imagine, though. Imagine."

"Imagine what?" a voice asked from behind, causing Neptune to almost scream. Sage and Scarlet laughed at their teammate.

"Sorry," Jaune said. "Didn't mean to scare you."

"Woah, dude, what are you talking about? Scared? Puh-lease." He straightened his back and puffed out his chest.

Neptune was ignored in favour of Sun, who clapped hands with Jaune and pulled him into some complicated handshake-hug combo that just left him confused.

"How you doing, man?" the monkey faunus was all smiles.

"Uh, good," Jaune answered after a moment. He looked at his hand and back again, before shaking his head. "Scarlet, Sage."

They exchanged nods.

Sun quickly looked around to make sure no one could overhear them and reeled Jaune in even further. "I see you found yourself a girl."

Jaune looked startled. "What?"

"Nora. She was all over you. Inter-team relationships can be messy but I have to say, man, I can't blame ya. Wow."

"What?" Jaune said again. "What? No! Sun, we aren't together."

Sun gave him a very disbelieving look. "Dude, she was shaving you."

Jaune just shrugged.

"Shaving you," he repeated. Sage was nodding along. "It was like watching an old married couple. Only young. A young married couple. You could cut the sexual tension it was that thick."

"I think you guys have the wrong idea," Jaune laughed awkwardly. "Nora is just Nora. She just does things sometimes. You shouldn't look into it."

When the four boys just stared at him, he added, "She gets bored easily."

As if that explained it.

The street was less crowded than the terminal. Crossing the road, the group made their way downtown. Despite none of them having had breakfast, no one was particularly hungry yet, even if the smells from the various cafe's and bakeries were simply mouthwatering. They wandered almost aimlessly, passing through central park and alongside the river that bisected the commercial hub from the residential. Small talk was exchanged and it wasn't until Ruby let out a squeal of excitement that they had discovered their first stop.

"Absolutely not," Weiss said, though her eyes seemed to betray her. They kept flicking back towards the establishment every few seconds, even while she tried to restrain her partner. "We are here to dig-to show team SSSN around Vale, not indulge in... this."

"Come on, please," Ruby begged. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease-"

"Woah," Neptune said as the boys approached. "This place is huge."

Flashing lights and the sound of laughter could be heard from within, bells and whistles and music accompanying it.

"Cmon, Weiss," Ruby pulled the heiress around. "Have you ever been to an arcade before?"

Yang and Nora grinned at the conflicted expression of Weiss' face.

"Of course not," she snapped. "I had better things to do with my time than waste it in such a fashion. I wouldn't be caught dead in such a place."

Completely contrary to her words, she had crept closer to the window to get a better look inside. Nora and Yang laughed, stepping forward as one. Weiss squawked as they boxed her in, lifting her like she weighed nothing. She kicked her legs wildly like an unruly child.

"Put me down this instant!"

"No can do, Weiss," Yang said as the two girls hauled her through the door. "We're just helping you be honest with yourself, aren't we, Nora?"

The ginger haired girl cackled.

"Right," Ren said as they vanished within, Ruby, Blake and Pyrrha rushing in behind them. "Arcade it is."

With the Vytal Festival fast approaching, schools across the kingdom were on break. Meaning that when they stepped inside, they soon discovered that it was jam packed full of a children and teenagers of all ages, even so early in the morning. Weiss looked a little overwhelmed by the bright lights and noise, head whipping to and fro as Yang and Nora pulled her deeper inside.

Ruby pelted by them and gestured for them to follow.

"Over here," she called. She was standing in front of a large machine, two plastic guns seated on a series of rails. There were several of them lined up, most of them occupied. "Weiss, play with me?"

Weiss blinked as she was set down next to her partner, Nora and Yang drifting away without a word. She glanced up and read the title 'Grimm Crisis' in bold red lettering. "Ruby, I don't know-"

"Pretty please? It's really fun. Look, you shoot Grimm with these and use the pedal to stand up from behind cover," Ruby pulled out her purse, slipping out a plastic card with the arcade logo on it. "I'll pay. I have time on my card."

Weiss hesitantly picked up the large gun, holding it awkwardly.

On the other side of the room, Sun and Neptune were already engaged in a fight to the death. The two wildly mashed at their buttons while jerking the joysticks around rapidly, Neptune cursing as his character reached zero health, his secondary character entering the fray in a whirl of blade strikes. Ren took one look at the side of the booth and grinned, a familiar likeness staring back at him along side the words 'BlazBlue: Cross Tag Battle'.

"Not just Pumpkin Pete cereal, huh?" he teased his teammate. Pyrrha gave an embarrassed laugh. Two young boys nearby had noticed the resemblance and were staring unabashedly. She gave them a wave.

Calling upon all their bravery, they stepped forward, the one on the right asking, "Y-You're Pyrrha, aren't you? Pyrrha Nikos!"

She smiled. She may have had issues with her fame at times but humoring children was something she was more than happy to do. "I am."

His friend looked ready to explode. "So cool! Could we get a picture? Pretty please?"

"Certainly."

Pyrrha lowered herself to their level as they took a selfie, the three of them making the peace sign and beaming at the camera.

"Guys, guys!" Nora called as the two boys ran off to find their friends, almost tripping over themselves in their excitement. "Over here!"

At the back of the complex was a batting cage, Nora almost vibrating in place as she exchanged money with the operator. Sliding on the helmet, she skipped into the cage with a huge smile, baseball bat slung over her shoulder.

"Don't break anything, Nora," Ren felt compelled to say.

She laughed. "I'll try."

She placed one hand in her shorts pocket, her body tensing up briefly before she gave a quick shudder. Ren shook his head. Nora then adopted a stance, tapping the bat against the ground before settling into the classic batting position. She nodded to the operator who nodded back. The first pitch came fast and straight down the middle, resembling nothing but a white blur as it shot from the pitching machine.

"Haaaaaaah!" Nora swung with a mighty heave, bat connecting against the ball with a sharp metallic crack. The ball sailed down the range and hit the padded wall. A number flashed on a nearby screen, indicating the distance it would have flown if they'd been outside.

The operator looked a little dumbfounded.

Ren clapped politely, Pyrrha about to do the same when Nora turned and gave her a smug look. Pyrrha froze before her eyes narrowed.

"How about a little bet?" Nora grinned slyly. "You beat that and you can shave Jaune-y next time."

Competitive spirit engaged, Pyrrha marched over to the operator to retrieve her own helmet and bat. Ren groaned, rubbing his face.

"Nora, did you really have to do that?"

"Yeeeep~"

She stuck her tongue out and bopped herself on the head before leaving the cage, giving Pyrrha a nudge as they passed.

"Don't you think this is a little unfair?" Ren continued when his partner took her place beside him. "Pyrrha is strong and her timing will be impeccable, but your semblance sort of makes this one sided."

Nora pouted. She'd been caught.

"Aww Ren, don't be such a spoil sport. Pyrrha can handle a little loss every now and then."

"Why do you even have a dust crystal in your pocket anyway?"

She didn't answer.

Pyrrha was set, looking a little ridiculous with her ponytail squashed under the helmet but otherwise focused. Green eyes closed for a moment, the girl taking a deep breath, before they snapped open. She nodded to the operator. She looked like she was about to take on a horde of Grimm.

Ren frowned. For a moment, he was sure her bat had-

Like with Nora, the ball flew straight and true. Pyrrha swung with perfect technique, the ball cracking off the bat sharply. There was a slight whistling as it hit the padded wall with a thwack.

Ren, Nora and the operator stared blankly at the number that appeared on the screen.

"What?" Nora finally said in shock.

Pyrrha looked extremely pleased with herself, giving Nora a smirk in return as she exited the cage. She removed the helmet and gave her hair a flick. It was such an absurdly practiced motion that it couldn't be constituted as anything but a declaration of war.

Ren coughed, smothering his laughter at the look of pure astonishment Nora wore.

"I guess she couldn't handle a little loss after all," he ribbed.

"Best two out of three!" Nora howled.

While this was going on, a crowd had gathered around one section of the arcade, composed primarily of young male teens. It soon become obvious why.

Rapid, fast paced lyrics sounded alongside an equally fast rhythm, flashing lights matching the pace as a certain blonde haired girl moved to the beat. She seemed to almost effortlessly move across the platform, her feet tapping each square in near perfect order. Eyes followed her as she added a little twirl, hair flaring out behind her as the song finished, though those very same eyes were focused lower.

Much lower.

"Phew," Yang wiped her slightly moist forehead, giving her opponent an amused smirk as the crowd of onlookers applauded. A few even wolf whistled. Yang preened under the attention. "Good try but I'm still the queen."

Scarlet puffed out a harsh breath, "More like a monster."

Yang laughed then jerked her thumb over her shoulder, "Back of the line. I've got more unruly subjects to deal with."

Scarlet just groaned but stepped off, Sage giving him a pat on the back for his valiant effort. Yang glanced at their scores. He was a lot closer to her than anyone else had been - the other nine had been severely trounced.

"Alright," Yang called out. "Who do I have to beat next?"

As two boys fought over who would get to face her, she took another deep breath, fanning herself with a hand. Her cheeks were a little flushed from exertion, though she was far from tired. She wasn't a Huntress-in-training for nothing.

"Thirsty?" a familiar voice asked.

Yang almost toppled off the platform as she reacted to the water bottle flying her way.

"Give a girl a little more warning next time," she snarked, though she smiled in appreciation. Jaune smiled back.

"Dance, Dance, Remnant, huh?" he said as she screwed the top off and nearly inhaled the water within in one pull. "Brings back memories."

"Phwa!" Yang wiped her mouth and tossed the now empty bottle back. Jaune caught it and binned it. "Oh yeah? How about you get up here and I give you some new memories."

"Are you sure?" Jaune asked. "I wouldn't want to ruin your perfect record."

Yang blinked, taken aback. But only for a moment.

"Oho," Yang shot him a challenging look. "Big talk there, little man. Get up here now so I can put you in your place."

"Little man?" he asked as he stepped up onto the platform. He didn't look worried, not at all. "I'm taller than you are."

Yang waved her hand dismissively. "Pssh - details."

"Hey, wait," one of the fighting boys said. He can't have been much older than Ruby.

"Sorry guys but I've got a friend to school," She gave them a wink. "Don't worry. This'll be quick. Then you'll get a turn with me."

Jaune smiled in response, removing his jacket and draping it over the back railing, revealing a baggy white under shirt. He was getting some pretty sour looks from her crowd of admirers but he ignored them in favour of paying for a single round.

"Any song in particular?" he asked when the menu popped up and they synced their machines.

Yang shrugged. "You can pick. I don't want you crying about the song when I mop the floor with you."

Jaune hummed, scrolling through the list with a practiced hand. "Hm. I'm going to hate this."

"What? Losing?"

He selected a song.

"No. Making a girl cry."

She gave him a savage smile. Banter with Jaune Arc, who would have thought?

The song had a bit of a build up, starting slow as the familiar voice of a famous idol from Mistral supplied the vocals. Jaune jumped in place, giving his limbs a little wiggle. Yang watched him warm up. She remembered from the school dance that Jaune was certainly no slouch when it came to dancing. The blond boy dressed up in that white dress busting a move on the dance floor was perhaps the highlight of the night, something no one would be likely to forget. And not just because of the dress.

Yang frowned. Now why did that memory niggle at her, all of a sudden?

"Ready?" Jaune asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. Yang realised that the game was about to begin and got into position.

"You bet."

The chorus finished and the arrows started rolling. Yang knew this song - it had been wildly popular when she was younger, and also one of the hardest songs in this game. It was very deceptive with small pauses and abrupt changes in pace. It was very easy to trip up, to become almost a slave to the rhythm, then it would pull the carpet out from under you.

Jaune wasn't messing around.

They moved as one, feet tapping back and forward, the pair almost skipping in place at the rapid pace the game set. They were perfectly in sync, hips twisting side to side in unison, shuffling left and right, eyes full of focus as they completed the complicated steps.

It was quite the sight.

Blake watched all this from among the crowd of onlookers, clutching a stuffed animal to her chest.

"Yang looks fired up," she commented idly.

Ruby appeared beside her without warning, almost vibrating out of her boots. There were no rose petals, so she hadn't used her semblance. "Hey Blake. Where'd you get that?"

The smaller girl was pointing at her stuffed animal. Blake held up the plump penguin for inspection as Weiss trudged over looking disgruntled and a little worn out.

"Claw game," she replied.

Ruby stared up at her in wonder. "Wow, I never win on those. How'd you do it?"

Blake grinned. "Secret."

"No fair!"

Weiss stepped in a little closer. "What are those two doing?"

She was pointing at Jaune and Yang, looking a little shocked.

"Rhythm game," Blake supplied. "You tap the correct panels with your feet, which matches the tempo of the song."

"Yang is suuuper good at this," Ruby bragged to her partner. "She'd spend hours on them when we were younger."

"She's losing."

"What!?"

It was true. At some point, there must have been a misstep because her combo was significantly lower. Meanwhile, it looked like Jaune's combo was unbroken and growing by the second.

Weiss had started to hum along with the vocals, her teammates giving her surprised looks.

"She has a good voice," Weiss declared after a few moments. "Though the music leaves much to be desired and the lyrics are incredibly shallow. Her talent is being wasted."

Ruby laughed. Only Weiss would critique an arcade game in such a manner.

"It looks like she lost," Blake pulled their attention back to their friends.

She was right. Yang looked stunned, staring at the screen in disbelief. On the other hand, Jaune looked oddly calm as he tapped at the screen, inputting his initials. He'd gotten a high score.

JJA was added in third. First and second were also JJA, as well as fourth, fifth and seventh. As a matter of fact, they comprised almost the entire list. There were only two other initials listed.

Yang turned to him in shock. He smiled in response and couldn't help but say, "I'm the king in these parts."

The crowd who had been pro-Yang were also taken aback. Jaune slipped on his jacket and stepped down. He noticed them after a moment, making his way over with a wave.

"Hey guys," he spotted Blake's prize. "Cute penguin."

"Thanks," Blake replied automatically. "You were quite good at that. You absolutely thrashed her."

Jaune chuckled. "My sisters used to bring me here all the time. It was pretty much the only thing I was good at."

"You move well," Weiss complimented primly. "If only you moved so well in combat class. Watch out, by the way."

Jaune gave her an odd look. "What?"

It quickly became clear what she meant, a powerful arm wrapping around his head and placing him in a headlock. He flailed wildly as a pair of knuckles grinded against the top of his skull in a classic noogie, his face pressed into something soft.

"Don't get cocky," Yang roared as she mussed up his hair. "I want a rematch!"

"Ack, Yang - stop!"

"Not until you grovel!"

"Don't do it!" Nora called out as she approached with Pyrrha and Ren. "Never surrender!"

Jaune slipped free and grabbed Nora by the shoulders, steering her in front of Yang so she couldn't get at him. Nora beamed at Yang, not at all bothered being used as a meat shield by her leader.

"You can't hide forever!" Yang threatened, held off by the Nora-wall.

"Watch me!"

"Yes, well," Weiss said dryly as the two continued to bicker over a video game. "Now that we've confirmed that Yang is a sore loser-"

"-Hey!-"

"-I think a bit of food wouldn't go amiss. Wait, what is that?"

Blake followed her horrified eyes. "Picture booth."

It was large and pink, with a frilly curtain and covered in love hearts and cupids arrows. No doubt intended for couples, though it was certainly big enough for a group of people. Further supported when a group of five stumbled out from behind the curtain, laughing and gathering their strip of photos.

"Are you interested?" Pyrrha asked the heiress. "We could do team photos."

Weiss had a conflicted look on her face, similar to when they'd first stepped foot inside the arcade.

"Alright!" Nora shouted. "Class photo time! C'mon, Weiss."

"H-Hey, wait a seco-unhand me!" Weiss struggled but it was futile, Nora shoving her inside before piling the rest of her friends in one by one, no matter how hard they tried to throw her off.

"Wait, Nora," Ren tried but was cut off, getting a mouthful of Ruby's hair. "Mmgllph!"

"Ah!" Ruby squeaked.

"Sorry!" Pyrrha apologised when she slammed into Blake, who in turn pushed Jaune across into Weiss. The tiny girl was pressed up against the side of the booth, Jaune barely bracing his arms in time to stop from squashing her completely.

As it was, they were almost nose to nose.

"Uh," Jaune said nervously.

Weiss swallowed.

"Watch the hair," Yang whined.

"Oops," Nora giggled.

"Whose hand is that?" Ren uncharacteristically yelped. There was a bit of shuffling but no one answered, though Blake's face flushed a guilty scarlet.

"Nora," Pyrrha scolded. Her stern face was ruined by the fact that Yang's shoulder was pressed against her cheek, puffing out her lips. "We barely fit."

The ginger haired girl looked unconcerned. "But we do fit. Now lets get this started."

They were all elbows and knees, digging into sides and more sensitive places as they tried to get comfortable, a literal mass of person. Ruby practically crawled across the group in an attempt to find a better position, her small size allowing a small amount of leeway. She squeezed in-between Blake and Jaune, getting a face full of Blake's penguin, before trying to wiggle by closer to Weiss. Her hand slipped off Jaune's waist and jabbed Weiss under her ribs.

Weiss suddenly burst out into a sharp bark of laughter, so completely out of character that everyone froze at the sound. She smothered herself instantly, looking scandalized.

Jaune looked at her, wide eyed.

Ruby grinned evilly.

"Weiss," she said seriously. "Are you ticklish?"

Icy eyes narrowed.

"Don't you dare."

"What do you mean?"

"Ruby, I swear-"

"You would never!" Ruby gasped dramatically.

"Ruby!"

A small hand darted forward, fingers digging into Weiss' side and wiggling wildly. Weiss jerked in place, a high pitched giggle erupting despite her best efforts. Jaune's face flushed as her front brushed against his.

"Ruby," he said urgently. "Cut it out."

"I'm going to kill yoooaaahhahaha," Weiss dissolved into a mess of laughter and jerking movements, body trying to escape Ruby's evil grasp. Jaune made a sort of choked gasping sound.

"Say cheese!" Nora said.

There were several flashes.

Team SSSN watched as their friends fell out of the photo booth in a pile of limbs.

"Man, they're all pretty close, don't you think?" Sage asked his team. They didn't disagree.

Their photos popped down into the little tray.

"I demand that you burn them at once," Weiss said as they exited the arcade. The group started back up the road they came, towards the delicious smells from the morning.

"Whaaat?" Nora said, outraged. "These are a sign of our friendship. How could you be so cold? Nay! So cruel!"

"I look ridiculous!" Weiss shouted. "I was under duress!"

"I dunno, Weiss," Yang grinned. "You looked like you were having a good time."

Ruby skipped ahead in search of a nice place to eat. If it kept her out of arms reach of Weiss, that was just a coincidence. It wasn't like she had any reason to fear her partner. No, not at all.

Her stomach growled. See? It was all about food.

"And you!"

Ruby vanished into her semblance.

"Get back here!" Weiss yelled as she gave chase at a much slower pace.

Pyrrha giggled. "It is good to see Weiss so relaxed."

Neptune rubbed his neck. "This is relaxed?"

"You betcha," Yang said. "Weiss can be pretty high strung. Likes to keep everything bottled up. You know she is in a good mood when she starts yelling."

The blue haired boy gave her a doubtful look. "That doesn't make sense at all."

Yang flicked him on the nose, causing him to flinch. "Sure it does. She is always trying so hard to be perfect, even when it makes her unhappy. She needs to let it out. You know she is having fun when she lets loose like this. Like our little Blake here," she reeled her partner in like a fisherman, the faunus hissing at being manhandled again so soon after Nora, "see what I mean? You know she is enjoying herself when she does something other than stare blankly at you. Here is a little tip, Sun. Never give up. If she runs? Chase her down. If she hides? Buy her some fish. Those glares? Don't be fooled, it is a sign of affection."

The monkey boy laughed nervously when Blake turned her ire his way. "This doesn't feel like affection."

"Don't listen to her," Blake said quietly, ducking away from her partner. "You can buy me fish anytime."

Pyrrha eyed them curiously. "I don't know about Blake but what she said about Weiss is accurate. Or at least, in my experience with her."

"Unless you are Jaune," Ren supplied. Nora laughed.

His leader shot him a look of betrayal. "C'mon man, spare my feelings."

"Hey guys!" Ruby called from down the road. Weiss was hunched over next to her looking a little frazzled. "We found a place!"

The place was a little cafe with cute tables covered in tartan table cloths and a impressive display of mouthwatering cakes. Ruby looked ready to pass out at all the sweets on offer, nearly hyperventilating at the prospect of trying them all. Meanwhile, Weiss was inspecting each one closely, peering at them from various angles as if to determine which one was the best by sight alone. There was other food on offer; pre-made sandwiches, savory pastries and quiches, and a whole menu filled with a range of burgers, melts and other hot foods.

The staff behind the counter looked startled at the sudden influx of customers as the aspiring Huntsmen stepped inside, joining the two sweet-tooth girls in front of the display.

"These look acceptable," Weiss said after a few more moments of inspection.

"And no cake butler needed," Ruby teased. Weiss swiped at her half-heartedly.

The group took turns ordering before filing outside to the outdoor tables. When her piece of strawberry cake was delivered, Ruby had to struggle not to demolish it in one go. Or rather her sister had to restrain her before she shoved the whole thing in her mouth.

"Slow down, Rubes," Yang rapped her knuckles over the back of her head, earning an annoyed, "Ow!" in response. She contemplated attempting to steal the juicy strawberry perched on a swirl of cream but one look at her little sisters face convinced her it wasn't worth it. Meanwhile in total opposite, Weiss carefully used the edge of her fork to slice a portion of her chocolate cake, eyes rolling back as the moist sponge and moose filling touched her tongue. An approving moan followed.

Neptune coughed into his coffee, nearly choking as it splashed back up his nose, while Jaune, Ren, Sun and Sage busied themselves with their food to cover up their own reactions. Blake snickered as she ate her cream filled crepe.

As they ate their fill, talk inevitably strayed toward their next destination.

"What about the docks?" Yang asked before frowning. "Oh wait, never mind."

"The Valean Museum of Art has a new exhibition-" Weiss paused at the looks she received. "What?" she huffed. "Oh, why do I even bother."

"We were hoping to do a little shopping," Ren confessed when no other ideas were given and Weiss was in real danger of bringing out her itinerary again. "I need a new pair of shoes, as does Nora."

"And I need some new shorts for training," Pyrrha added, dabbing at her mouth with a napkin. "Mine are getting a little worn."

"Sounds like a plan," Yang said.

Finishing up, they made their way down to the biggest retailer in town for all things fashionable and Huntsmen. Combat skirts, mesh undershirts, reinforced boots, spandex training shorts, the store had it all. First and foremost practical, but combined with the outgoing fashion style Huntsmen had adopted after the Great War to express themselves and show off their individualism. It also had regular everyday wear. A retail chain couldn't just survive off the Huntsman population, after all.

"That doesn't seem to cover much skin," Jaune said as he stared up at a mannequin. It was wearing a type of dress, and yet it looked more like a collection of ribbons than anything else. Strategically placed ribbons.

"Fashion," Scarlet said simply.

Weiss gave it a look of extreme distaste as they moved deeper into the store, the group fanning out.

"What do you think?" Yang asked as she pulled an orange crop top from the rack and held it in front of her body. She struck a silly pose.

The white haired girl gave it a single glance. "Loud colours suit you."

"...why does that sound like an insult?"

"Ooh, look at this," Ruby said while admiring a black leather corset inlaid with studs, the shoulder straps adorned with silver buckles. She reached for the tag. "It says it is highly heat and stab resistant."

Blake peered over her shoulder in interest. The two had a surprisingly similar sense of fashion. It was all that black.

"It's totally you," she said after a moment.

Ruby smiled. "You think?"

"Expensive, though," the faunus added.

Ruby pulled a face at the price tag. "A-ha, no kidding."

"Don't worry about the price," Weiss said. "If you want it, I'll pay for it."

Ruby, Yang and Blake stared at their teammate.

Noticing their looks, she scowled. "What? Don't get the wrong idea, okay? I'm just being a good teammate."

"Weiss," Ruby said softly.

"Don't!" she snapped, pointing at her dramatically. "Maybe I shouldn't after all, not after you attacked me in that booth."

"Oh?" a familiar voice drawled, drawing their attention. "That sounds like an interesting story."

The smirking face of Coco Adel greeted them.

"Hey," she waved, a finger pulling down her glasses so they could see the browns of her eyes. "How're you firsties doing?"

The older girl sauntered towards them, looking perfectly at home amongst the many racks of clothing. Team RWBY weren't surprised; everyone knew how mad about fashion Coco was.

"Hey," Yang returned. "We're good. Just hanging out with JNPR and a team from Haven."

Coco hummed. "I thought I saw the Invincible Girl before. It looked like she was dragging her teammate over to the changing rooms. Awfully forward of her."

"Are you alone?" Weiss asked.

Coco waved her hand. "Oh, Velvet is around here somewhere. I started picking out underwear for the poor girl - you should have seen her run. She can be pretty fast when she puts her mind to it, the little bunny." She sounded amused. "She really needs to spread her wings a little. Fox and Yats are back at Beacon. I guess they know better by now to accompany me shopping." She smile was knife sharp. "You thinking of buying that?"

She was talking to Ruby.

"Uh,"

"It suits you. Could use a little alteration. Something red. But you were already thinking that, weren't you?" She wrapped an arm around Ruby's shoulders. "How about big sis here give you a total make over. And you guys can answer some questions for me while we're at it."

"Questions?" Blake sounded uncertain. "About what?"

"Our dashing man of mystery, of course," Team RWBY tensed. "Hah - the looks on your faces. Calm down. Did you really think no one noticed? Blake here was practically living in the locker rooms this week. People talk."

Blake wanted the floor to open up and swallow her.

"Not to mention that the little miss here was offering fat stacks of lien to anyone who could tell her about that kid from Haven," Weiss blanched. "You really should have a more inconspicuous forum name - Crystal? A bit easy. And let's face it, almost every girl at Beacon has been watching those videos. It didn't take long to figure out what you guys were up to. Even little Rosie here."

"Um," Ruby tried weakly as she was given a playful shake.

"You weren't the first to try find him," Coco admitted. "Some of the older girls from fourth year started almost immediately. Guess they really liked what was on offer. Who could blame them, right? They stopped pretty quick, though. Not sure why. The girls in my class think they may have found him. Whatever the reason, they're keeping it to themselves."

"So what did you want to ask us?" Yang said when Coco didn't say anymore.

Coco grabbed the corset Ruby was interested in and led them over to another section that contained undershirts. Her hands moved through the racking in practiced motions, pushing aside anything that wasn't what she wanted.

"Have you guys found anything?" she asked casually, pulling out a tight red and white shirt. "We first and second years have to stick together. You share, I share."

Team RWBY shared a look. They hadn't thought about asking any of the other girls. Whether from embarrassment or because they'd wanted to keep it to themselves for selfish reasons they weren't sure, but at this point it wasn't like they had any better angle to work. They hadn't been able to find out much at all but maybe if they pooled their information, it would show them something they'd missed.

The four nodded.

"Sweet," Coco said, pulling another shirt out for inspection. "So what can you tell me?"

"We don't think they are in our year," Blake said tentatively when no one else said anything. "Either their physique doesn't match or their hair isn't the right colour."

Coco looked startled. "You know what colour hair he has?"

"Not exactly. We just know he has light colouring. His body hair is difficult to see. And when we saw his-uh," Blake swallowed thickly. "He, ah, appears to keep it shaved."

Coco smirked. "Oho. I never thought of that. Well done."

"We also believe he is human and not a faunus," Weiss spoke up. "We have been unable to identify any animal traits. If he has any, then they must be on his head and easily coverable. Ears, for example."

"Right."

"Unfortunately, we don't know if he is a Beacon student or from one of the other schools," Yang picked up. "The videos only started appearing after the first students had already arrived. That's why we looked into Neptune. Ruby also tried Mercury since he fit but according to his team, it isn't him."

Coco nodded when they finished. "I see. Well, that eliminates a few more, I suppose."

"So," Yang said after a few moments. Coco had found a suitable shirt and was now looking at accessories. "What can you tell us?"

"He isn't in our year, either," she revealed. "Lets just say we checked thoroughly and leave it at that. Not that I thought the stud was in our class. We've been training and sparring together for over a year. Someone would have seen something by now. The problem is the upper years."

Coco pulled out a few belts and held them up. Nodding, they joined the pile. "They've closed ranks, like I said. Since they are out on missions so often, it is hard to lock any of them down. And-"

She cut herself off. They were no longer alone.

"Coco," Ren greeted. If the tense atmosphere bothered him he certainly didn't show it, his face betraying nothing but serenity. "Have you guys seen Nora?"

They shook their heads.

Ren sighed. "Sorry to ask but could you help me look? I'd rather not let her run free in here alone."

"Aw, pretty boy, I'm sure your partner will be fine without you for a bit," Coco teased.

"It's not Nora I'm worried about," he said simply and RWBY understood where he was coming from.

"Sure, Ren, we'll help," Ruby said.

"We can talk later," Yang said to Coco as they dispersed to find their errant classmate, though not before Coco dumped her selection in Ruby's arms with a reminder to find some matching boots.

"Where did you see her last?" Blake asked as they walked.

"Over by the shoes. I've tried ringing her Scroll but it goes straight to voice mail."

They split up to cover more ground. The store was huge and had two levels, though the upper level was much smaller than the ground floor. Yang went up while Ruby, Weiss and Blake each took a corner of the store, Ren taking the other. It was as Weiss was passing by a truly horrible salmon pink three piece suit that she bumped into Pyrrha. Weiss paused, head tilted to the side as she watched the champion flick through a collection of shirts with a very intense look on her face.

Men's shirts.

"What are you looking for?" she inquired politely. Pyrrha nearly jumped through the racking, she was given such a fright.

"Weiss," the red head gasped, hand over her heart. "Don't sneak up on people!"

"Apologies," Weiss said, contrite. "It wasn't my intention. You just seemed... focused. Like you were going into battle."

Pyrrha gave an awkward laugh.

"I'm looking to get something for Jaune," she answered. "Something lighter than his hoodie. He is very attached to it."

"He isn't wearing his hoodie today," Weiss pointed out.

"No. Who do you think picked that shirt and jacket out for him?"

Weiss rolled her eyes. "You are too nice, you know that? He can shop for himself."

Pyrrha just smiled in response and Weiss felt like she was missing something important.

She decided to get back on track. "You haven't seen Nora, have you? Ren is looking for her. He is worried about her being alone in here and I can't say I disagree. That girl can be a disaster when she puts her mind to it."

Pyrrha laughed and pointed to the center of the store. "She's by the changing rooms."

Weiss gave a relieved smile. "And we were worried for nothing. Thank you."

The heiress made her way over to the changing rooms, ducking through the curtain that separated them from the rest of the store. The women's section was left, while the men's was to the right, a line of cubicles complete with their own curtains for privacy. There was a mother and two young girls further down to the left, but no Nora.

Instead, Nora was on the men's side.

Taking a step in her direction, she was about to call out when her throat seized up, eyes widening in shock.

"Weiss?" Blake called as she stepped through the curtain behind her. "Did you have any-oh, you found her..." She trailed off.

Nora was unaware that she was being watched, the short girl facing one of the covered cubicles. In one hand she had a selection of shirts, dangling from a number of hangers, while in her other hand was her Scroll. It wouldn't have been such an unusual sight - that is, if it wasn't positioned between the gap in the curtain. They couldn't be sure, not completely. A Scroll looked like a Scroll, no matter what function was being used. However, Weiss would bet her bank account that it was set to record. The usually hyperactive ginger had a very odd look on her face. A look they'd never seen before, except maybe when she was about to devour her typically large breakfasts.

Hunger.

"No way," Blake whispered. "What is she-Who is in there?"

Her question was answered before Weiss could utter a sound. Nora stepped away quickly and slipped the Scroll into her back pocket moments before the curtain was drawn aside, a familiar boy standing in its place.

"Pyrrha, what do-" he paused, blinking in surprise. "Oh, Nora. Where's Pyrrha?"

Jaune. Jaune Arc.

"She's looking at some more shirts," Nora replied calmly, as if she hadn't been hovering outside his cubicle with her Scroll out.

"Oh, right," Jaune said before gesturing to his shirt. It was a forest green and slim fitting, with some sort of black graphic on the front. It looked incredibly fetching on his lean body. "What do you think?"

"Looking good, fearless leader," Nora beamed and gave him a thumbs up. "Want to try another?"

"Sure," he said easily and casually removed the shirt, returning it to its hanger. Right in front of his teammate.

"No way," Blake repeated though this time she was a tad hysterical, voice pitched high in disbelief.

Weiss didn't say anything, instead staring in mute shock at the defined, toned muscles she had only seen on a small screen before this very moment. Ice blue eyes traced the ridges of his abdominal muscles, not bunched as she was used to seeing them but in a state of relaxation, stretching out deliciously as he pulled on another shirt, his pectorals flaring wonderfully as the shirt fell to cover his torso once more.

She couldn't believe it. Didn't want to believe it.

It had been Jaune. Jaune all along.

AN: Part 1 of 2.

I started writing this story way back before Season 3 had even aired. For whatever reason, I wrote about a quarter of this and then left it untouched until very recently, where I got the bug again.

I've been reading fanfiction for quite a long time now and you start to notice trends in the things you read. I'd always see stories where they would go into great detail about the looks or clothing of female characters, especially when the context was a date. And almost always in response to a male character complimenting them, they would receive the classic line, "You don't look so bad yourself." That would be the extent of it.

So I thought what if I went the other way and went into ridiculous detail about a male character? Well, I guess I found the thought fun, so I did it. From there, it turned into this.

As I wrote, it kept getting longer and longer. At first it was meant to be a series of short chapters. Then a one shot. And now, it will be two chapters. About halfway through, Nora became the culprit and once that was confirmed, Jaune was always going to be the target.

I hope this was able to get a few laughs. My writing is rusty, it has been awhile since I've posted anything.