Chapter 24

As much as Naruto was loath to admit it, and he really was, but he was kinda glad to be attending the otherwise boring classes forced upon every student of Beacon. Sure some of the more basic classes wouldn't serve him all that well in his chosen profession, seeing as he didn't known that many mercenaries that needed to known the exact dates in which every major battle of the great was was fought, but on the flip side he was learning about some types of Grimm he'd never encountered before. For instance, Naruto had never been to Solitas before and as such would have been unlikely to run into any Megoliath before he was up shit creek without a paddle. Now he was learning about their strengths, weaknesses, and the tactics past hunters have used to take them down; a surprising few managed to actually survive their deadly encounter with the massive beast and that said a lot. That just made Naruto want to go out and fight one himself!

Of course it was rather hard to pay attention in class with the feeling of Yang's hand snaking up and down his thigh, which was made worse by the way she'd been staring at him the entire class. Ever since the rather intimate moment in the shower, the two blondes have just been itching to get a hold of each other again. Yang tried first thing in the morning, since they still slept in the same bed and could get up to twenty of things under the covers, but I was cut short by everyone else waking up.

"Yang," Naruto bit out, clenching his teeth to keep some measure of control, "You're making it rather hard to concentrate."

Yang's grin was positively evil, in an all too sexy and seductive way, the kind of way that only a couple could have after spending their first night of passion together. Naruto nearly jumped up out of his seat when Yang's hand went from massaging his thigh to gently patting his crotch.

The feeling of Yang's breath against his ear sent goosebumps all up and down his arms, "Maybe after class we could sneak off to one of the other empty rooms. I'm sure no one would find us for at least an hour or two."

"Will you two please cut it out?!" Blake somehow managed to hiss, yell, and whisper all at the same time; she even managed to send them both a rather heated glare.

"I don't know what you talking about," Yang didn't even try to sound innocent, "We're just talking about our notes. Nothing suspicious going on over here."

If possible, Blake's glare became even sharper and Naruto felt like he was caught in between two nations about to go to war. Thankfully, before anything could happen, the bell rang and Naruto found himself being practically dragged out of the classroom. A fact that was noticed and then completely ignored by the majority of his team, aside from Blake who snuck away when nobody was looking.

A few twists and turns later, followed by Yang sticking her head into a classroom to make sure it really was empty, and Naruto found himself shoved into an old teacher's chair with Yang sitting on the desk.

"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd think you'd want something from me," now that he thought about it, Naruto was pretty sure he'd never been with a woman that was quite as physical as Yang.

"It's all your fault, you know. That fire you lit inside me last night hasn't gone out in the slightest and now you're gonna take responsibility," Yang all but purred, having never been more grateful for skirts in her entire life.

They'd have to be fast to make it in time for their next class; which meant they'd have to be extra rough just to get some friction going on. Naruto could do the second one, the way he shot up from his seat and all but pinned Yang to the next was proof of that, but the first part might be the one thing he couldn't do. Now that they finally had a good and proper taste of one another, neither blondes could even consider the possibility of taking it slow. If nothing else, they'd have to find a few other quiet classrooms throughout the week.

"Common, whiskers," delicate fingers worked quickly to unbuckle Naruto's pants, "Tick-tock goes the clock!"

Yang almost let out a yelp when her panties were almost ripped right off and the almost primal rumble escaping Naruto's lips sent shivers through her body, "I thought I told you to stop being so distracting."

"I don't know wha-oh shit fuck!" Yang barely had a moment to breathe before Naruto lined himself up with her folds and pushed in with all the grace of a bull; he had to wrap one arm around his neck and plant another one on the desk just to stop from falling back!

"What was that, I didn't quite catch that last part?" Naruto snarked, pulling out so slowly it was agonizing for the both of them before shoving himself all the way back in right when Yang opened her mouth to talk.

At this point the only thing different from the previous night was that they decided to keep their clothing on this time. Yang school uniform was always just a few beats from being too small, her poor shirt and jacket could hardly contain her tits. Despite only going in at half mast, Naruto could feel myself growing big and hard inside her with each long and drawn out thrust.

With a sudden growl and a shove, Naruto found himself tripping over his pants and falling back into the teacher's chair; he was more than a bit embarrassed about being tripped up by his own pants around his ankles. Yang didn't even give him time to protest, jumping off the desk the way she did before straddling him and shoving him all the way back up inside her. Her hair was a loose mess, hanging forward around her head like a curtain and covering everything but her eyes, which were screwed shut as each bounce sent a wave of pleasure through them both.

"Naruto," she started to tell him something, her voice low and filled with passion, but the words escaped her just as quickly.

He let her set the pace, finding her watery smile and glazed over eyes almost as appealing as the feeling of her bouncing up and down on top of them. It was at the five minute mark that Naruto decided they needed to speed things up. Yang had seen it plenty of times in those rather risqué videos she looked up when she had a certain itch to scratch, but none of that compared to actually being pinned face down against the desk and railed from behind.

It was now obvious to them both that they weren't going to make it in time for the next class, but hopefully Blake could take notes for them.

Or maybe not?

What Naruto and Yang didn't know, what they couldn't have known once the fuck session kicked off, was that Black was actually in the room with them already. Hidden behind a tall cabinet, pushed out just enough for the faunus girl to hide next to while peeking out to watch the show, Blake did everything in her power to keep her moans down. Her jacket was already long since forgotten, her vest unbuttoned just enough for her breasts to hang out in the cool air, and her fingers going to town between her legs. Sweat already caked Blake's shirt and made it almost transparent and don't even get her started on her now ruined panties; she'd have to go the rest of the day without them at this rate.

"Soon," Blake had to stifle another moan, biting down on her finger to do so, "I'll tell you both soon."


"Die. Die! DIE! DIE! DDDDIIIIIEEEE!" Raven screamed over and over again, each die followed up by Omen taking another chunk out of some poor Beowolf as it tried to crawl away from the seemingly enraged mother; it was quite the sight.

The elder Branwen's day had been going surprisingly well, despite her son having returned to the conniving snake pit known as Beacon Academy and that he made her promise not to come spy on him for at least a few weeks; he wanted to get properly settled back in. Which was an absurd notion the likes of which Raven hadn't heard since the time Tai accused her of stalking Summer. Lies, slander, she was not hyper obsessive and borderline creepy! Well, at least not anymore since that whole thing with being Summer's shadow in all but reality was a bit on the nose and she knew that now.

SNAP!

Raven blinked a few times at her now broken dust blade, only to blink once again when the ashes of the now fading Grimm floated away to reveal she'd stabbed a rather thick rock just barely sticking up out of the ground. Was she really this on edge after Naruto being gone for just a day?

"Well well well, aren't we on edge today?"

Raven moved, jumping several yards away from where she just was and landing with what was left of Omen pointed right at the speaker, her hands shaking and her eyes dilated with raw fear. Out of the woods, garbed in a black dress to match her black heart, was the devil herself. Almost every hair on Raven's body stood up on end, her heart pounded in her chest like a jackhammer, and she was borderline hyperventilating at the very sight of the Grimm Queen. All around her the shadows pressed in, even the sun seemed to grow dimmer because of the pale skinned bitch.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Raven tried to put as much bravado in her voice as she possibly could, but both women knew it was little more than an act triggered by basic animal instinct to survive; puff up and make yourself look bigger than you really were.

"Now is that any way to greet someone? At least your son has better manners when I last saw him; such a handsome young man," Salem's smile widened just a bit more, bordering on the land between pleasant and predatory, while Raven's mama bear instincts kicked right in.

"If you so much as look at him the wrong way, I'll find a way to kill you despite your immortality!" Raven went to surge towards the witch, Omen poised to spear Salem's throat, but froze within half an inch of the Grimm queen.

Salem laughed, she laughed, right in Raven's face before reaching out and gripping the dust blade as if it were a mere twig, "Oh, the sight of a mother willing to do anything to protect her young. It's nice to know that such things haven't changed since the days of my own youth, but I don't think even then mothers were as obsessive as you seem to be."

The sound of Grimm prowling through the woods around them didn't even register to Raven, not when all their ferocity combined couldn't even come close to their mistress. Raven knew she was right and properly fucked now, in almost every way but the fun way, and this red eyed cunt held her life in her very hands.

"If you're gonna kill me then get it over with, but don't you dare lay even a finger on my son!" Raven didn't know if she should be more scared or annoyed when Salem laughed at her...again!

"I'm afraid we're well past the point of me simply laying a finger on him. Why, I dare say I got rather handsy when he came to see me a few days ago. Of course not in this form, not yet at least, but back to the matter at hand. You and I have a few things we need to talk about, my dear flighty raven," as Salem spoke the blade she was caressing seemed to melt away like a fine liquid, leaving her to trace a finger along Raven's cheek with that same damn smile on her face.

"I'll never do anything you say," Raven growled in one last bit of defiance.

"And I would never expect you to," this time Salem's smile did turn damn near predatory, "Tell me, what do you know about your son's power. Do you know what he's truly capable of, what he might be able to achieve if he fully gained control of it?"

Raven tried to struggle just a bit more, if for no other reason than to open a portal and get the hell out of dodge, but whatever Salem did to her wouldn't allow her to do anything but blink and breathe. It also seemed Salem was more than content to just stand there and wait for her answer, glowing red eyes straight from the pits of hell itself stared into Raven's very soul in a manner that made her feel naked in all ways.

"His...His semblance is unstable and when he uses it the power makes him go berserk if he's not careful," Raven finally broke and Salem's chuckle made her shiver just a bit.

"Ha, that's the same answer he gave me and you should have seen his face when I told him he was wrong. Ah, yes, that face right there. He does seem to inherit quite a bit more subtle traits from you instead of Mr. Xiao Long," Salem said as she moved just to the side of Raven and released whatever control she had over the bandit queen; the momentum from before sent her flopping to the ground like a fish out of water.

"Damnit!" Raven was on her feet in an instant, reaching for her blade to make a portal so she could escape, only to look over and spy Salem standing there with the hilt in her hand.

"I don't believe you actually do know what your son's special power is capable of, nor do I believe you knew that it wasn't actually his semblance," Salem said while walking over to a rather strong and thick looking tree, only to then surround it with her magic and rip it up out of the ground, followed by letting it drop and sitting down on it as a makeshift chair.

"I was the one who activated his aura and his semblance. Trust me, I know what I saw," Raven said, knowing she should just transform into her avian form and escape but couldn't find it in herself to do so.

"Even in this day and age, you all know precious little about aura and semblances. Despite what some would have you think, a person's semblance is affected by more than just their personality and soul. The Schnee family is the best example of this, with each descendant using the same glyphs for the last thousand or so years and only wavering depending on their individual aura and skill. So tell me, if this power your son holds is his semblance, who did you cheat on your husband with?" Raven wanted to beat that smug look right off Salem's face with her own two hands, or at least choke the bitch to death.

"You did something to him, didn't you?" Raven's teeth clenched and her hands balled into shaking fists, eyes filled to the brim with unbridaled rage, "What the fuck did you do to my son?!"

Salem was standing in front of her in an instant, their faces mere inches apart, "I gave him what was always his to have."

And then Salem was gone with the only trace of her being there was the sound of Omen's hilt falling to the ground. Only one word could summarize what Raven was thinking, quick as she was to pick up her discarded hilt and rip open a portal to the tribe.

"Fuck."


"Common Jaune, I thought by now you'd be at least a bit better at dodging," Naruto mocked, standing over Jaune with a training sword in hand while his fellow blonde slowly pulled himself up off the ground, aura flickering around him and on the verge of breaking already.

"Yea but...you're crazy fast," was all Jaune managed to pant out before jumping back when Naruto took a swing at his head, just slow enough to give him an actual chance to react, "And you hit like a truck."

"Of course I do, I've trained since I was a kid to use a sword. You, on the other hand, have almost zero skill in that regard and thus are reduced to my punching bag until you learn to get out of the way. In other words, stop trying to block my sword with your face," Naruto was upon Jaune once more, coming down with an overhead strike that would surely knock out a full grown man without aura.

Jaune chose the smart option and got out of the way, if just barely, only to find his legs swiped out from under him and his back hitting the floor with a thud. His team leader stood over him again, the edge of the training sword leveled with his throat.

"Another thing you should remember," Naruto removed his sword and offered his hand instead, "Always mind your surroundings. A bad trip can kill you just as fast as you losing your head or being mauled to death by a Grimm."

Jaune took the offered hand and was hoisted to his feet, losing his balance and making Naruto steady him. Despite his body protesting his every little movement, muscles burning in new and horrible ways, Jaune felt like he was actually accomplishing something worthwhile for the first time in his entire life. Even if he hadn't improved that much, it was still just a bit better than before.

SMACK!

"Ah, what the hell?" Jaune moaned, holding his head as his aura finally shattered and Naruto stood there with the smuggest grin any bastard could have.

"You get distracted too easily. A habit I plan on literally beating out of you."

"I know you said this would be tough, but I'm starting to think you like beating me up," Jaune said, cradling his head as Naruto just turned around and started walking away, flashing his teammate a grin.

"Well, you know what they say, pain is weakness leaving the body."

"If that was true then I'd be almost as strong as you now."

"Ha!" Naruto let out a bark of a laugh, throwing his head back, "You've got a long way to go before that happens, but don't worry, I'll be as gentle with you as my teacher was with me. By the way, you may want to invest in some pain medication for the next four years."

Jaune winced at the very thought, "You're evil, I hope you know this."

"Who's evil?" came the voice of Blake as the rest of the team walked into the training room, each of them decked out in their combat gear.

"Yea, Jaune, who's evil?" Jaune nearly jumped out of his own skin when he heard Naruto's voice from right behind him, turning to see a pair of crimson eyes with an ominous glint in them.

"N-No one! Absolutely no one is evil!"

"Oh, I'm not so sure about that, Mr. Arc," standing behind everyone else was none other than Headmaster Ozpin with his cane in hand and a subtle smile on his face, "But perhaps evil just applies to a certain point of view?"

"Headmaster Ozpin?" Pyrrha asked, confusion clear in her voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to speak with Mr, Uzumaki, Ms. Nikos," turning his gaze from the redhead to Naruto, Ozpin's smile widened just a bit, "That is, if you wouldn't mind giving me a few moments of your time? I understand that it is technically after hours and this is your free time."

Naruto just shrugged his shoulders and went to grab his jacket, "Sure, I've got a moment to spare. Pyrrha, you're in charge until I get back. Yang and Blake, you two keep working on that combo move. Jaune, keep going through those basic stances for now."

"Of Course," Pyrrha smiled and nodded her head.

"You got it/Don't miss me too much!" came Yang and Blake.

"Again?" Jaune didn't look near as enthused as the others but went about his task regardless; he did ask for this after all.


Ozpin's office hadn't changed in the slightest since the last time Naruto found himself there, sitting across from the Headmaster of Beacon Academy, and the only difference was that this time no one was threatening to expel him...yet. As it stood, Ozpin had been courteous enough to pour Naruto a glass of hot chocolate and the two of them sat there in relative silence until both their cups were empty. Say what you want about the strange older man, but he made a mean cup of hot cocoa.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about, headmaster?" Naruto asked.

"Right to the point then, very well," Ozpin inputted a few keys into his computer and an image popped up, more specifically an image of himself and his mother talking on the roof of his dorms, no doubt captured by one of the many security cameras that line the school, "I'm here to talk about your future at my school, Mr. Branwen."

The easy going nature in Naruto's eyes, which at one point reminded Ozpin a bit of Taiyang, vanished almost instantly and the headmaster instead felt like he was being glared at by Raven Branwen herself. Naruto's body grew tense, in a more than obvious way, and it was only because he hadn't been attacked first that he wasn't leaping over the desk to try and strangle Ozpin.

"Is this the part where you blackmail me to do what you want?" Naruto didn't trust Ozpin, never had, and he trusted the old man's motives even less.

"I see your mother has been talking about me and I assume you've been sent to the school for the same reason she and her brother were," Oz watched Naruto's expression grow even colder, the way his crimson eyes narrowed into the patented Branwen glare was rather nostalgic.

'Wait a moment, that's why he thinks I'm here?" Naruto thought, mentally sighing in relief before an idea popped into his head, "I've got news for you, headmaster, I ran away from the tribe about a year ago and haven't even seen my mother until just recently. As far as I was aware, she had no idea where I was or what I was doing."

"So you've no desire to return to the Branwen tribe?"

"No," Naruto lied.

"And you've only come here to learn how to be a huntsman and fight against the Grimm?"

"For now, yes," Naruto lied again.

The two stared at one another for what felt like hours, another battle of wills playing out between them, and it ended with Ozpin's face softened into a smile. He was definitely up to something.

"Then tell me, Mr. Uzumaki, what's your favorite fairy tale?"

Ozpin might not know for sure if Naruto was another one of Salem's agents, but he'd turned people against her before and was more than capable of doing it again. Besides, Qrow's getting on in years and he'd need another spy soon enough. Now he just needed to find what Naruto wanted most.

Naruto just blinked in complete and utter confusion.

"...What?"


And then there was this disaster of a chapter. Over a month of doing rewrites, going back and forth of different ideas,and setting a notebook on fire. I feel like this chapter is more of a mess than the sexual tension between Naruto and Yang in the earlier chapters!