Some of you hate me for this but I was bored and decided to write this. I only spent about half an hour on this so this isn't a master piece or anything. It's far from it in fact. I don't think it flows right and the ending isn't to my liking. But at the moment I can't think of anything else for it. So I thought I'd release it and see what you guys think of it. This will most likely be a two-shot so expect chapter two.

My Cherished Snowflake

Winter

I always loved winter.

It is often a season that is viewed as a time of death. Most people believe that the cold air is harsh and unjust. Since flowers wilt and die people are unable to find the beauty of the unappreciated season.

My family is guilty of this as well. My mother and father told me when they fell in love. It was in the middle of spring at the very same school I attend.

Beacon Academy

My mother told me that at the end of their fourth year of Beacon, Dad proposed to her, and it just so happened to be on the same day they fell in love… the very same season.

They fell in love and started a life together in spring, the season of new beginnings. So naturally they despised the frigid contrast of winter, the season of endings.

My sisters adopted their view of winter from our parents. Their reasons are the same as my parents. They simply follow by example.

Just like an Arc is supposed to.

Yet for some reason I couldn't view this season I love so much the way they did. The coming of winter fills my soul with genuine joy. Whenever I feel the gentle cool air I can't help but smile. Whenever I see the crystals of winter I marvel at it. I adore it with all my heart.

…

That's why I love my cherished snowflake so much. To me she is the persona of winter. Her eyes that resemble the ice I marvel at. Her hair that reminds me of the snow I loved to play in and her pale skin that drives me to insanity.

Indeed, she is a snowflake.

Snow Angel, your beauty that only a goddess could possess, which is only matched by your dazzling voice that reminds me of the coming of winter.

Indeed, she is a snowflake.

You may be an Ice Queen. Your heart may be cold and harsh. But deep down I know that the frigidness of your heart is actually the gentle breeze of winter that I am so fond of. I only wish you would show it to me. But I know that it's impossible.

Indeed, she is a snowflake.

I knew when I reached for you that you would instantly melt at my touch. You would leave me alone in this winter. Even so, I will always love you, Snow Angel.

Indeed, she is a snowflake.

My cherished snowflake that I love with every fiber of my being, every part of heart and every part of my soul…

I love you…

"Weiss…" When her name escaped my lips I could see the fog of my breath for a brief moment before it disappeared.

At the outside garden of Beacon I laid there on the snowy ground of winter wearing my favorite pair of blue jeans and a grey sweater with a white scarf around my neck. My gaze was set on grey clouds that were releasing white powder that I used to love playing with as a child.

Despite the snow landing on me, I lay there anyways without a care, nor did I care about the absence of the sky. My mind was set on the girl I had previously whispered to myself.

I sigh at the thought of the girl I still loved. Even though I wanted to muse over these thoughts for eternity I forced myself up. Even though I loved the coldness of winter I'd rather not get a cold.

...

It was now my second year of Beacon. I had considerably grown as both a hunter and a student. With the aid of my best friend and partner, Pyrrha I was able to reach the top five of our class. I was ranked 4 just under Ren in academics. As for practical I still had a lot to work on. Currently I'm placed 7th where ironically I'm just above Ren.

But even though I have grown physically and academically I was still the same person last year.

Jaune Arc, the kid who threw up on the plane. I was still called Vomit Boy by everyone (Yang mostly but still.) and I still didn't get that much respect.

'I'm tired of being the lovable idiot, stuck in a tree while his friends fight for their lives!'

At that time I wanted to prove myself as a warrior without any help. I was a fool thinking that I could accomplish anything on my own as long as I believed I could do it.

I laughed at that. "Once an idiot always an idiot I suppose."

After walking for some time I was in front of the door to my dorm. Using my scroll I unlock the door. Every day I walk in this room I see my beautiful partner studying, my hyperactive hammer wielding teammate jumping on her bed while Ren inspects StormFlower.

But not today, for the room was desolate. It was to be expected though.

"It's almost Christmas after all." I said with the smallest of smiles.

Winter break was here at Beacon. All the students including most of the staff left to be with their family. I however decided to remain here. I prefer to enjoy my favorite season in isolation than to spend it with a family who despises the season. With a sigh, I exit my room only to run into someone.

"Hey watch it!"

Of course I crash into her.

The girl who won my affections was currently in front of me, she was adorned in an expensive white sweater with the Schnee logo on the left breast. To match her sweater was her 'combat skirt' as she would call it.

Even after a whole year I can still only marvel at the beauty that is Weiss Schnee.

But the time it takes for me to recover has greatly improved. Back then it could take me hours to recover from Weiss' presence but now it takes me mere moments.

"Sorry Weiss, I didn't mean to run into you."

She simply turned her head away from me. "I suppose I can accept your apology."

With my famous 'lady killer' grin I thank her. "Maybe I can make it up to you with a date."

I was shot down of course. Not with words, oh no that would be mean I deserved some recognition for my display of bravery.

I was only glared at.

"I'll take that as a no then."

"You really have been learning." Weiss said with mirth.

I laughed, despite being rejected again (Though in truth Weiss guessed I was joking.) I was overjoyed that I could talk with her like this. We were friends, something that I'm perfectly content with.

"So why are you still here?" I asked with genuine curiosity.

I watch her sigh as she placed her hand on her hip. "I decided that I'd rather spend my break alone. I figured I could work on our winter assignment and be done with it early."

Winter assignment?

"Um, Weiss what is the project exactly?"

I received her infamous Ice Queen glare. Which means one of two very bad outcomes that I'd rather avoid.

Outcome 1- She freezes my entire body for the 246th time… yes I kept count.

Outcome 2- I get scolded… then get frozen for the 246th time.

Either way I lose…

"Jaune, Professor Oobleck gave us the assignment the day before winter break."

"I remember now!" I lied… hey I'm not about to get frozen.

"Really, then do you know what the project is?"

Damn she's good. "Of course I do… do you know what the project is?" Hah I got her now.

She simply rolled her eyes and without another beat of hesitation answered my question. "Discuss why the harsh winter caused the downfall of General Bradley's army in the 2nd War of Remnant and discuss ways that Bradley could have prevented this downfall."

I simply nod as if I was proud that she remembered. "It seems you've been paying attention. Well done, Weiss."

"Geez, praise from Vomit Boy I feel so proud."

"It's been a year why can't you guys drop it!"

Weiss smiled but not due to my displeasure. But instead it was a smile that evoked pride for me. "Even though you don't act like it, you've done well for yourself. I'm proud of you. You've become an outstanding student worthy of your position here at Beacon."

My cheeks warm up from her praise. She was proud of me? It felt as if all my dreams were realized at that moment.

Throughout my time here at Beacon all I wanted was her recognition. But this year and the one before I felt as if it were an impossible task to accomplish.

But right now at this very moment, the woman I loved recognized my abilities.

So I did the only thing I could. I smiled and said.

"Thank you, Snowflake."

...

I wanted to say more. I wanted to hold her and tell her how much I appreciated those words. But I couldn't. I wasn't ready nor do I believe she would return the act. But maybe, just maybe in the future of this cold winter that I adore so much.

Perhaps I can hold the snowflake that I cherish above all others without fear of her melting away.

Weiss you are and always will be…

My Cherished Snowflake

FIN

A/N: Please give this a review if you have any suggestions for me. I know it's not great or even good at the moment but I wanted to try writing something with more emotion to it. I know the fight scenes I do are what generally give me praise but I was hoping to write something that wasn't just action. So hopefully this wasn't too terrible. But if it was please tell me on how I can improve. Because isn't that what every writer wants in the end? To become better at creating art through their stories and allow people to feel something for the characters and events that take place.