He didn't know how this happened...Scratch that he had a pretty good idea how this started, but after a certain point it all goes blank. However the point after that might make him feel better in knowing, especially since he was avoiding ice spikes being thrown at him.

"Be Still ARC!" Came a shrill female yell from the other side of the room, said arc shaking his head as he ducked and rolled off to the side, holding a ripped sheet around himself as his only clothing, yelping as he felt the cold off that one that passed by.

"Let's Just lets talk this out please!" The arc pleaded, whilst narrowly avoiding another ice spike, the wall behind him already littered with a few, as the thrower of the dust created ice spikes was holding a long rapier in hand and a ripped sheet around her own body with the other. The source of the anger from the ice maiden on the finger of the hand holding the sheet, a glint of gold and silver, the same glint on his hand.

"I'll talk when I have you pinned to the wall!" She hollered, throwing a volley of ice spikes at the young man who had gotten his weapon and deployed the shield to take the attack. Why did it have to be this way? Last night started out so simply.

[Flash Back Start]

Jaune sighed as he stripped out of his school uniform, ready to relax. It'd been a week since after the incident in forever fall with cardin. He was training with pyhrra now at nights, things were back to normal with his team and with team Rwby. Said team however had came over and asked if they could go out for the night, it was Friday so the weekend was theirs, and Weiss had the unfortunate pleasure of a status update with her father and her team decided a night out would be good stress relief since weiss was now on a hair trigger with her irritation and frustration. They agreed and were off.

Leave it to yang to insist on a bar on the proper place to relieve stress. But he did have to admit, they served good drinks.

"Hey jaune, ya know now might be a good time to, get a bit closer to weiss, you know, supporting shoulder and all." Yang said suggestively, nudging his side with her elbow as they leaned over the bar, jaune nursing a drink of his own.

"Wha? No, not like this. I mean that'd be wrong, we're drinking and-"

"And how many chances do you get to actually have a pleasant conversation with her. She's loosened up right now, could use the company and so long as you don't come on strong or corny, you'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?" She told him, encouraging him on. "Tell you what, liquid courage of the strong kind." She spoke a bit louder, snapping her fingers, getting the bartender's attention, who obliged.

Jaune looked at the new drink with a cocked eyebrow, looking to yang suspiciously. "And this is?" He asked, looking to yang.

"Everclear. Just down it and go, it'll be fine." She voiced out, and he sighed, knowing he wasn't going to see the end of it till he did. So he grabbed the glass and downed it, before coughing a few times, the drink burning all the way down.

"Damn, that burns like rotgut!" He couched, and yang laughed.

"Yeah sorry bout that, but you know how it is, aura takes the edge off of liquor, so the stronger the better. Now go on over before you loose it." She said, turning him on his stool, and pushing him off toward the booth where weiss was sitting with ruby, who was already passed out. She smirked and looked over to blake and the other members of jnpr. "50 lien says shot down in two minutes." She proclaimed, making her scheme clear now.

"Yang you're the worst." Blake responded, taking a sip of her own drink, thinking a moment, before pushing lien to the bar. "3 minutes." She said, looking away a bit.

"Not to bet against our fearless leader but...I want that imported syrup from mistral by the gallon. minute and half." Spoke a devious nora as she pressed her own 50 forward.

"I could use some lien to replenish my stock of health ingredients. 1 minute. Sorry jaune." Ren stated, pushing his own 50 to the growing pile. All eyes turned to pyrrha now, who was stammering a bit.

"That's not good, I mean, we can't just bet on them like that!" She said, looking to jaune as he was about to sit in the booth, contemplating things. She bit her lip, before she sighed. "5 minutes." She relented, pushing her own to the pile.

"Oh! Dark horse bet there, but this is different from before, you might get lucky." Yang said with a smirk as she puled out her scroll to keep time. The 5 of them all watched from the bar as the two talked, and as the minutes started to turn, they started to sigh one by one, but a collective gasp was heard, punctuated by slack jaws as they passed the 5 minute mark. "Ugh... Did not expect that." Yang whispered, looking to each who nodded as they watched jaune and weiss apparently have a pleasant conversation.

"So what do we do with the bet, no one won?" Pyrrha asked, aware that they were betting on the fail time.

"Buy a round of drinks with the betting pool. tradition with this bar." The bartender spoke, getting looks from the 5 hunters in training. They looked to each other and shrugged, why not. "And since it started with everclear, keep it going with everclear." He spoke, pulling out several bottles of it, taking the len and started mixing desired cocktails with it, passing them their orders as they all started drinking on their failed bet money, sending a tray of drinks to Jaune and weiss as compliments.

The night went on, they all kept drinking and laughing, and eventually, they had their fun.

The next morning, Jaune scrunches up his eyes, the morning sun glaring at his face through the window. He turned his head into his pillow to avoid the light, when something occurred to him, even through his hangover. His bed didn't face the window where light could hit him in the face, and he didn't remember his pillow feeling like silky smooth hair. He cracked an eye open, wincing at the brightness of the sun, as other sensations came to him. He felt warmth, and that his arms were wrapped around it, snuggled up into it even, and he could feel a rising and falling under his arm wrapped over top of the warmth that had the feel of skin.

Panic started to set in as he opened his eyes fully, not daring to move as he looked in front of him to see a mass of white hair, splayed over the pillow, belonging to a head that was turned away from from. Another sensation he felt was skin pressed his body, he knew it was skin because there was nothing in between his and the other skin he felt. Sure enough, looking down told him he was in the bluff, just as the now identified she was. Gulping audibly, he started to sweat, not sure what was going on quite yet. But looking around, he saw his scroll, and another scroll, set up on the table on stands, the backs facing them open. That was odd.

He went to unravel himself from the other person, afraid now that he may know who the white hair belonged to, and truthfully, whil this might have been in his teenage dreams, he had no idea what lead up to this and didn't want to die just yet. However his movement woke up the other person in the bed with him and rolled over, showing the familiar face of weiss, who had a content ad happy look on her face. that is until her eyes fluttered open, and he froze, once she saw him, she was confused a moment, until her ow brain booted up properly and she saw jaune was bare chested and hat little of his hips weren't covered, bare from the bottom down. There was a frozen silence as a hand under the sheet on her side told her she was just as bare, before looking up to jaune.

"Um...hi?" He said, waving, but caught sight of something and looked to his hand, seeing a ring of twisted gold and silver on his left ring finger. Weiss saw it too, and with a panic, looked to her own hand, seeing an identical ring. There was a pause, then she sat up and looked over to the side of the bed, holding the sheet to hr body, she rose back up a moment later, holding her rapier in hand.

"ARC!" She swung at him, and he jumped back, holding onto the sheet, her rapier point ripping it through and he pulled back, ripping it the rest of the way,

"Weiss, calm down! i-i-I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding!" Jaune called out, tying the ripped sheet around his waist, however, weiss swinging the weapon and producing ice spikes, changed his immediate priorities.

[Flash Back End]

Grunting as he kept using the shield to block the ice, the last volley stopped and he looked over, to see weiss panting, but holding on to the bed as she seemed to have trouble standing. He tentatively stood up, not sure if she would attack again.

"Would it help saying I have no idea how we got here?" He said, bracing himself behind his shield. There was a silence, before she straightened, but even he could see how her legs were wobbling.

"Alright Arc, We'll talk. But turn around first!" She ordered and despite the threat of impending death by icicle, he obeyed. He could hear shuffling of clothes for a little while. "Alright, now get dressed." She said, and jaune did as instructed, picking up his clothes and quickly getting dressed. "Alright, If you don't know, and I certainly don't know, then what do we know so far?" She spoke rhetorically. "Went out drinking with everyone last night. We started talking...which was nice...but then the waiter brought over a tray of drinks, and then it all gets fuzzy from there before nothing. We wake up here, a hotel, we're...indisposed, in the same bed, and we're wearing matching rings." She listed off, not even mentioning her legs, fearful of what that could mean.

"I'm having the weirdest sense of deja'vu right now." Jaune whispered to himself.

"What was that?" She called out irritably.

"Nothing! Anyway, um yeah, the rings... I ugh, think these might be...wedding rings?" He voiced out hesitantly.

"Well of course they're wedding rings you dunce!" She shouted, but sighed, rubbing her temples. "Okay, okay, calm down weiss. Alright let's look around the room, if this is true, their should be a document somewhere around the room."

Jaune nodded and they started looking around, not turning up much at first till they did find it finally. "Weiss Schnee Arc and Jaune Miles Luna Schnee Arc. What a long name..." She called out, reading the document. "By oum why did I take your name! Wait that's not important, we have to get this annulled!" She called out, putting the document back onto the table, before grabbing up her scroll. "Why was my scroll left on?" she asked, fiddling with it, before sighing and calling up yang.

Jaune grabbed his own scroll, dialing up ren to see what he can get from him. A long silence before sigh could be heard. "Great, must still be passed out. You?" She called to jaune who nodded.

"Same." He said, picking up the certificate. "No address, Minister Sho P. Keep? Odd name." Jaune looked to weiss who shrugged. "Witness...Blake Belladonna..."

"WHAT!?"

I couldn't resist. Literally it was just too tempting to pass up. I've read all of the other RWBY Drunken Marriage fics and realized, there wasn't one for weiss. So here's mine that I felt the need to instantly write and post. So here it is in pristine condition. Shoutout to the three I'm talking with who helped me with input on this story, whether in this chapter or for future ones I have planned. Hope you enjoy. Be advised, I am writing a chapter for dragon, I'm just taking it slow so I can not burn myself out on naruto stories so quickly. Later.