I don't know how many years its been since I've seen her. Eighty? A hundred? After being alive for so long it all seems to blur together. At least when I'm not with her.

Its been so long that I'm positive that I've missed her twice. Maybe even three times. She was always one to take risks. But it doesn't matter what happens to her in just one life. I'll find her no matter what happens.

I don't know what prompted me to go to Beacon. Maybe because its the only school that has a statue of me. But after the ship took off I knew why I hadn't come back here earlier. Only a minutes in the air I was close to losing my lunch and I wasn't going to be able to keep it down until we landed.

Eventually I decided to run around the ship in search of a trashcan. Said trashcan was near two girls who I payed no attention to. Unfortunately for me, one of the girls stepped into some of the vomit that failed to make it in the can.

"Yang, he puked on your shoe!" When I heard her voice all traces of motion sickness left me. I knew that voice.

"Rose," I whispered to myself as I stood up.

"Oh my god, gross! Get it off!" the girl that was apparently named Yang told Rose.

When I turned around I got my first good look at the both of them. Rose looked different. She was always different. But when I saw her eyes I knew it was her. The same silver eyes that I could lose myself in in an instant. Her hair was a red that went wonderfully with her pale skin, and her outfit consisted of a black blouse and red cape that made her small curves stand out beautifully, yet still maintain a childlike innocence.

Yang was a beauty in her own right, with golden tresses that shimmered as they fell down her back, and outfit that consisted of black shorts and a tan jacket that did little to cover her. Obviously she was a woman and wanted wanted people to know it.

In my surprise I rushed forward to try and help, "Rose, Yang, I'm so sorry. I'll buy you some new shoes if thos- What?" They were both staring at me like I just fell through the ceiling.

It was Rose who spoke up, "How do you know m- our names?" She asked with a blush adorning her face.

I paused for a second, not knowing what I should tell her. While she may institutionally know me, Rose never actually remembered me. It was her wish to fall in love with me all over again every lifetime. It was mine to never forget a moment that I was with her.

"I heard you say them when I was throwing up, I can get really bad motion sickness. And believe me Rose, I am so sorry about Yang's shoes." I said the last part looking at the blonde, who still looked a little miffed about her boots.

Rose took my explanation in stride, and offered me a smile, "Oh, well if you're sorry then I guess it's okay. But please don't call me by my last name. My friends call me Ruby?" She said this last part almost like a question, a nervous tone creeping into her voice and her face once again picking up a slight blush.

Ruby Rose. After almost a century of wandering I found my Rose. And even after a century she still started things the same way. Not wanting to ruin this ritual after not having done it in over a century I gave her the same smile I gave her so many lifetimes ago. "Well my friends call me Jaune Arc. Its short, sweet, rolls off the tongue and ladies love it."

Yang came to ruin it only seconds later, "Do they really, or is that something you tell yourself to make yourself feel better?" She was still a little upset about her boots, but the smile on her face told me there was no real malice in her words.

"It only matters to me what one person thinks of it." I managed to not give Ros- Ruby more than a small glance, which she noticed if the increasing amount of red on her face was any indication.

Yang also noticed and only punched my arm enough to make it bruise for a week or two. "Eyes of my sis, she's too young for you anyway." Everyone on the planet was too young for me, but I wasn't going to tell her that.

"YANG! Don't be mean. I will date him no matter how much older he is than me!" After saying this, bless her poor soul, her face turned even more red. "Not that I want to date him right now. I don't even know him. Not that I would date him if I got to know him." Ruby stopped herself by slapping both hands over her mouth, eyes glancing from me to Yang.

While Ruby was turning as red as her namesake, both Yang and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Even though it hurt so much when I was looking for her, it was these moments with Rose that made me happy I could get to know her all over again.

After that episode we all decided to sit down together and talk until we landed, with Yang conveniently sat in between me and Ruby. Even though that was a slight annoyance I wasn't all that bothered. I had the rest of her life to be with my Rose.

When we landed Yang told us that she was going to go walk the campus with her other friends. Something I was perfectly fine with, as I finally got to spend some time with Ruby. As were walking down the way towards the main building Ruby was gasping in awe at all the weapons that the students were carrying. This was new.

"What's the big deal with the weapons Ruby?"

She looked at me with a gaze that betrayed her former nervousness when I asked her questions, "Because our weapons our extensions of ourselves. They're apart of us. And looking at peoples weapons is easier than meeting the people..."

"Well what about your weapon?

"Crescent Rose is my baby." She took hold of the think on her side, and a moment later a huge red, black, and white scythe was in her hands. "She's also a customizable high-impact sniper rifle."

"So it's also a gun?"

She beamed me a smile that made my heart melt a little on the inside. "So what do you have?"

I pulled Crocea Mors out of its sheath and held it front of the girl, "I just have this sword. Its a… family heirloom."

She oohed a bit as she looked at it, "Not many people have appreciation for the classics these days."

"Crocea Mors is one of the oldest swords on Remnant," I said with pride running through my voice. Aside from Ruby, this sword was my oldest companion. I made it with Rose, the very first Rose, back when I didn't know that she was the love of my eternal life.

Ruby looked at the sword with a new light, almost crying in happiness over how well kept it was. She took it from me and started to do a thorough examination of Crocea Mors in the middle of the path.

As she was doing this a girl with white hair and way to much luggage walked past and scoffed at Ruby, something Ruby didn't notice but made me ball my fist in anger. When she was done she handed the sword back to me, "How is it still in such good condition?"

"Crocea Mors was made with my- my family's aura. As long as an Arc is using it, it will always be in perfect condition." This type of weapon forging had long since been lost to history, but maybe I could show Ruby how to do it since she seemed so interested in weapons this time.

We walked around enjoying each others company for a few more minutes before Ruby asked, "So do you know where we're supposed to be going?"

"Somewhere over in that direction, but I'm pretty sure we're gonna be late-" And with that my arm was nearly pulled out of my socket as I went from standing to sonic speed. A second later we were standing hand in hand in the back of the crowd of freshman with rose petals floating around us as Ozpin started his opening speech.

"I'll... keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills, and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." With that insult to everyone in the room the man left the stage and Glynda told us that we would be staying in the ballroom for the night before our initiation tomorrow.

"Jaune, I see Yang. C'mon." She pulled my arm and started walking in the direction of her sister, who raised an eyebrow at the sight of our connected arms.

"Didn't I tell you that she was off limits Jaune," Yang said with her eyes turning slightly red.

It took Ruby a few moments to realize what Yang was implying, but when she did she let go of my hand so fast there were a few rose petals floating in the air. "It's not like that Yang, we we're going to be late so I needed to get here fast and I didn't want Jaune to be late either so I had to drag him along," she said all of this so fast that it took both Yang and I a second to decipher what she said.

Yang simply shook her head and took a deep breathe. "Whatever. Let's just go get ready for bed. And you're not dragging Jaune into the bathroom so he's staying here. We'll be back in a bit Vomit Boy." With that Yang drug a meekly waving Ruby to the bathroom, leaving me to change out here.

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FACE MY DONGER ARMY! Anyway, this story came to me as all others do, in a flash of inspiration that made me write and publish a first chapter in less than 5 hours. Anyway, I hope you guys like it. Remember to review and stuff. Please review. Reviews make me a happy Author.