Hello readers!

I am SO sorry with my writing hiatus. I had been plagued and haunted by every fan fic writer's worst nightmare: Real life. Now that I finally found time to write, I can up with this little thing (or not so little thing).

Well, enjoy!

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EDIT: Just patching up some grammar errors.

Ruby had always been a dreamer. Ever since childhood she had various fantasies of knights and warriors and heroes fighting off creatures of Grimm and saving the day that brought smiles to the girl as she slept. Dreaming had become her favorite part of slumber, even dreams of terror and sadness failed to dissuade her enjoyment of the dream world. It had become Ruby's solitude and one of her main sources of peace. As ridiculous as it may have sounded to the ears of others, it did not matter to Ruby. It made her hours of slumber all the much more enjoyable, and she was content with it.

However, the dreams that would soon arrive to the unconscious Ruby were of a topic that was foreign to the young girl. They were no longer based of knights or gallant heroes slaying beasts for the safety of Remnant. Rather, they were based upon a more personal note to the girl. They were focused onto a boy. A boy Ruby knew very well and was very comfortable with.

Jaune Arc.

Unbeknownst to Ruby, seven dreams of this boy would arrive to fill her mind during her slumber for the next seven evenings.

Ruby was sprinting her way through the dense forest with twigs smacking her face and bushes scrapping against her shins. Only feet behind was a very hungry Beowolf that was threatening to reach out and force her to the ground to proceed and completely devour her for its meal. Its hungry growls were getting closer and closer as the poor girl desperately tried to gain leverage on her pursuer. With a lack of weapons that she could defend herself with, her only valid option for survival would be to outrun the wolf-like beast and escape its murderous grasp.

But that achievement was getting less and less likely by the minute as her body no longer wished to comply with her weary mind. Her legs felt like they were to crumble any second and her lungs felt as if they were deflating with every raspy breath that she let out. Ruby felt herself getting slower and slower with every passing moment as well as feel the Grimm beast converge onto her.

It was only a matter of time before Ruby finally tripped and fell flat onto her face. Whether it resulted from tripping on a physical object or her legs simply giving up on her, she didn't know. The defeated girl looked up to see the Beowolf slowly converging its way towards her. All she had to offer was to briefly crawl with her stomach dragging against the ground before finally laying onto her back and watching the beast move to hover right over her exhausted body. The Grimm growled as it raised its hand to slash its prey to pieces.

This process was suddenly halted as an unexpected blade came into contact with the Beowolf's neck and severed its head from its torso to fly off elsewhere. A stunned Ruby watched as the decapitated carcass fell in front of her before she met the eyes of her savior. Standing above her was a boy only a few years older than she was but much taller. He had a head of long blonde hair and a set of ocean blue eyes that gazed upon her with concern, as well as an attire of a black hoodie worn over an orange shirt and worn blue pants with black shoes and a chest piece covering his torso.

Once Ruby had deduced that the boy was not a threat, she proceeded to completely lie flat on her back as she slowly began to regain her energy. She gave no words to her savior as her recovering lungs would make it a quite difficult feat, but she still raised her head and looked into the boy's eyes as she offered the most genuine smile she could muster. The blonde boy recuperated this with a smile of his own. At this very moment, the sun had begun to raise behind his head, giving him an angel-like halo that appropriately illuminated his blonde hair.

Just then Ruby awoke from her dream and slumber. For several moments, she was slightly boggled at the dream she had just had. Most of the dreams she had almost never involved real life people. Characters of fairy tales and myths, yes, but real people was definitely a rarity.

She had told Jaune of the dream she had involving him saving her life. The fellow team leader raised an amused eyebrow at the younger girl and her vivid imagination as well as jokingly tell her that if a similar situation were ever to occur, he would be the first to jump to her rescue. He may have played it as a joke, but he carried a hidden seriousness in his friendly words. Both he and Ruby knew that if she was ever in trouble, Jaune would do everything in his power to assist her, and vice versa.

Ruby smiled at that. This was why she had valued her friendship with Jaune so much. It was nice to have a friend who was so loyal and willing to do anything for you. That loyalty and willingness was already present in her teammates, but it was always better to have more of those kinds of friends.

Ruby curled herself into a tight ball as she let out sobs of despair and sadness. Whether she was grieving from a defeat, failure, or death of a loved one was unspecified and unclear. Whatever the source, it was causing her to go through a great deal of distress and depression. Tears overflowed her tightly clenched eyes and fell down her pale checks, leaving wet stains as they did so. That's what she did for several minutes, cry in despair and agony as the world seemed to crumble around her.

She was so engulfed in her own grief that she almost failed to catch the echo of footsteps coming her direction. She looked up with bleary eyes to see a much taller boy looking down at her with a pair of blue eyes filled with a highly concerned gaze. He attempted to address her by name, but she remained unresponsive as she ducked her head back into her tucked arms. She listened as the boy sat down next to her before reaching an arm around her shoulders and allowing her to lean against his body. The instant her head made contact with his shoulder, Ruby clutched onto his shirt in a death grip and began to weep into it, undoubtedly leaving stains behind. The blonde boy did not seem to care in the slightest as he began to soothingly whisper words of comfort into her ear while tousling her hair carefully. Even though Ruby was previously feeling wrecked, she felt herself ease at the boys comfort.

Gradually the girl began to calm down and ceased the hysterical crying and was now left tired, her emotional release having exhausted her. So she leaned against the boy and shut her eyes.

Ruby had woken up from the dream with her mind somewhat boggled again. She was wondering as to why she had two dreams about the Arc boy in a row. She didn't tell Jaune about the dream she had, partly for the sake of not creating an awkward air between them. Another reason was because she didn't know what to make of the dream. On one hand, the whole thing greatly confused her. On the other hand, she actually had found comfort in the dream. Exactly where the comfort came from, she didn't know. If she had to place a label onto it, she would say that it was somewhat realistic. While Jaune was not a necessarily a 'touchy-feely' kind of person (unlike fellow blonde Yang), he definitely could be affectionate when it was appropriate or if the situation called for it. Even if she never always outwardly said it, Ruby loved receiving affection. Even those constant bear hugs from her elder sister always made her feel loved and cared for. And she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to receive affection from Jaune. Ruby knew that with pursuing her goal to be a huntress these thoughts were to be dismissed, but she still wondered.

The sunshine quite brightly on the eve of a perfectly cloudless morning. It was just the perfect setting for the occasion about to take place. Placed upon her throne was Princess Ruby, situated in her tall, well-built structure of a castle built of the finest stone bricks masonry had to offer and detailed with windows that were created from the finest of stained glass to display gorgeous images that also illuminated onto the stone floor as a result from the sunlight gazing through. The princess Ruby Rose, the most beautiful girl of all of Vale, was perched upon her throne the color of her name sake as Queen Schnee, the most feared queen of them all, stood near the princess in anticipation for the arrival of the bravest and the most handsome knight in the kingdom. Guards Belladonna and Xiao Long opened the large doors to allow the knight to make his entrance into the castle. The sunlight brilliantly shined around him as he made his gracious way to stand in front of the throne. His posture stood at attention as he fell under the queen's icy blue gaze. She had earned the reputation as the 'Ice Queen' for a reason, with her ice cold blue eyes and an authoritative vocal bite that was colder than any winter storm, she was quite feared by all of Vale. She issued the knights great record of bravery and gallantry as he had defended the kingdom from the hideous beasts that had attempted to inhabit it on several occasions. The queen also addressed how these achievements in life made him more than qualified to engage in courtship with the red princess, of course if he accepted the offer. The knight looked up to the said girl and gave a smile before accepting the offer. Princess Ruby developed a flustered smile and a crimson blush as she stepped down from her throne and made her way to the gallant knight. He had crouched onto one knee and gently took the princess' hand and charismatically placed a tender kiss upon it.

Ruby found herself to be amused at the dream she just had. It was ridiculous and exaggerated and definitely more than a little cliché, she still found the scenario to be amusing, at least for her. She had a good laugh about her childish dream with Jaune. The Arc boy had scoffed at the idea of him being a charming knight and sweeping any princess off of her feet. Ruby had counter-acted that he technically was a knight already, primarily from his fighting style and weapons of choice as well as his future career. The two then got into a playful argument involving the likelihood or unlikelihood of Jaune being a knight. The friendly argument ended with no true victor and it dissolved in passing.

But the young girl still entertained herself with the thought of Jaune as a gallant and noble knight, just like the ones in the tales Yang had read to her in their youth. With the mental image stuck in her head now, Ruby allowed her hyperactive mind to wander and imagine the blonde boy as one of the major figments of her childhood. Despite what he said, Ruby personally thought that Jaune could actually play as a charming knight well. He definitely would have a long way to go if he were to do it, but Ruby couldn't help but ponder on the idea.

Ruby stood in the center of a massive snowy field. Snowflakes lightly fell around her and the chilly breeze blew her hair and cloak around as she stood motionlessly and in deafening silence. She was not the only presence on the said field. She was joined by corpses of dozens of now deceased Beowolves and Ursi that littered the area around her, their blood painted and sprayed all about and several severed limbs and heads trailing far away from their bodies. But all of the blood and gore around her was dismissed as she was distracted by something else. Something more gruesome, if possible.

In front of the girl and her shocked gaze was a boy, torn and beaten by the onslaught of now slaughtered Grimm creatures. His chest and torso displayed several scratches that oozed small pints of blood. His left arm had been ferociously ripped off and left behind little more than mangled flesh and crushed bone, while his right arm grasped his weapon, a sword, in a grip so tight that it left his palms so raw that they emitted blood that dripped from his bleeding hand all the way down to the sword handle. His legs were broken and snapped in such a disgustingly awkward angle that they resembled a broken toy, abused and mistreated by its owner. His stomach had been crudely slashed open vertically to reveal many of his vital organs, several of which were pierced and undoubtedly failing. His blonde hair was dyed a blood red as a long gash upon his head gushed profoundly with blood, indicating that he received some serious brain injury. His face was contorted and frozen in such a pained and horrified cringe that Ruby felt her heart break.

She then found herself in a hospital waiting room, suddenly becoming alert at the sound of a new presence. The presence revealed itself to be a doctor, his teal hospital scrubs heavily painted with crimson. Ruby could see a look of despair and sadness in his eyes as they met her own grey orbs. She already knew what the doctor was going to say, but that didn't make the news any easier to process.

The boy had passed before anything could be done. He was no more.

Immediately after hearing of the tragedy, Ruby simply buried her face into her hands and wept in grief. It was all she could do now.

Ruby awoke as cold sweat dripped down her face and soaked her skin. That was by far one of the worst nightmares she ever had. Everything about that dream haunted her and left an uneasy trail of discomfort. Every drop of blood, every scratch, every exposed organ, it all chilled her to the metaphorical bone. But the thing that really chilled the poor girl was how realistic the scenario was. Considering their future line of work, death was a very real possibility. The death of a huntsman or huntress was far from unheard of, but seeing the fallen being a close friend of hers, it seemed all the more terrifying.

The girl immediately trapped Jaune in a tight embrace upon seeing him the first time that day. Ruby didn't care about the unusual glances that she had received from the blonde or any other onlookers. She needed this. As cliché as it may have sounded, she needed reassurance that the horrible tragedy was in fact just a horrid nightmare and nothing else and that Jaune was indeed alive and well. She always would place her teammates above all, but she would never wish to see the boy to get hurt. Even if she was only making the discovery now, Jaune had become a very dear friend to the huntress in training. Sure, he was a total goofball, but he still meant a lot to her. And she wouldn't know what to do if he was taken from her.

Ruby stood in front of a large window that overlooked the rooftops of Beacon, specifically at two figures down below who were sparring against each other. One of them was a boy with blonde hair and was equipped with a sword and shield, while the other was a girl with red hair had equipped herself with a javelin and a shield of her own. Sword clashed against shield and another sword as the two sparred. It was far beyond a heated fight to the death, but rather a simple and easygoing practice. Both were fighting well, but the match came to a conclusion as the redhead was able to knock the weapons out of the blonde's hands and leave him defenseless.

The redheaded girl immediately lowered and sheathed her weapons and gave a warm smile to her defeated opponent. The blonde boy smiled back, though his dejected smile and mildly hunched shoulders made it apparent that he was disappointed with his loss. The girl accompanying him placed a hand onto his shoulder, using it as a non-verbal way of showing her support for the boy.

But the gesture was very clearly more than just supportive. The way the girl lightly rubbed his broad shoulder carried a clear display of affection for the boy. A deeper, more meaningful display of affection than simple friendship. This was quickly confirmed as she tenderly placed her other hand on his remaining shoulder and scooted her body just a tad bit closer to his. This was instantly recuperated as the boy gently wrapped his own arms around the girl's waist to bring the two of them even closer. The girl snuggled her head into the boy's chest, while he rested his own head on the redhead's crown. The two remained in this position for a few moments before they looked into each other's eyes very briefly before locking lips. Their kiss lasted for several seconds before finally departing and going back to gently looking at each other's features. Ruby could not see the girl's face, but she could see the boy's face clear as day. Painted across his face was the biggest, sweetest, most genuine smile Ruby had ever seen. It sent metaphorical butterflies flying about in her stomach. It was a smile that was only reserved for one and one only.

But it wasn't for her. It was for someone else to have.

And it hurt her.

The young huntress awoke with overwhelming emotion, similarly to her previous dream. But the emotion was vastly different than from before. Before, she was overwhelmed by fear and panic for the well-being of Jaune. Now, she was experiencing a different feeling altogether.

Jealousy. Specifically to the blonde boy's amazon themed partner, Pyrrha Nikos.

Ruby previously had no qualms against the older girl before, but her sudden case of green eyes made her envious of said girl's status as Jaune's partner. As of now, Ruby would give anything to trade places with Pyrrha. She wanted to be Jaune's partner. She wanted to share a room with him. She wanted to be the one to help and support him every day. In this case, this dream was affecting her more than her previous one. At least before it could easily be proven that it was merely a figment of her own imagination and nothing more. But now, considering all of the time the two spent together as teammates and as sparring partners, it was not nearly as simple. Ruby had shoved all rationality and logic aside for she was so caught up in her sea of jealousy.

Her case of green eyes outwardly showed to her teammates. But every time someone questioned her unusual silence, Ruby would smile and merely bush it off as a lack of sleep. Anyone who failed to find this as an acceptable answer were simply brushed off and the conversation was terminated.

The person who outright confronted the girl about her unusual behavior was, surprisingly, Pyrrha, the very redhead that Ruby didn't want to speak to today. She didn't outright make any accusations, but she still was wanting to earn an answer from the girl as to what was the cause of her behavioral oddity. Despite being irritated by the Spartan, Ruby knew that the girl meant well. She was actually quite a kind and generous person, as well as talented, smart, and beautiful. Just the type of girl that Jaune could easily love.

This thought panned over her mind bitterly as she attempted to end her current conversation with the redhead by convincing her that she was indeed fine. But Pyrrha's persistence out mastered her own stubbornness, and Ruby finally admitted to the dream and the envious feeling that had been eating her. At this, the girl gave a hearty chuckle before stating to the younger girl that as sweet and attractive as the Arc boy may be, there was nothing significant occurring between the two beyond friendship. She then left the younger girl with a smile and the departing words of 'he's all yours'. Whether it was in a joking or genuine manner, Ruby did not know.

She then found herself later to be scoffing at her ridiculous behavior. She admitted to herself that she may have been a little bit more than melodramatic, and she didn't even know why she was so overwhelmingly envious in the first place. It made little sense to the girl the more she thought about it, so she shrugged it off a nothing more than a simple phase of confusion.

Ruby contently sighed as warm lips made contact with the flesh of her neck. The blonde owner trailed his hands through the girl's red and black strands as they laid upon a soft bed. The two lovers looked at each other 's faces before they smashed their lips together. Slowly, clothing began to vanish from their bodies to completely expose themselves to each other. Ruby blushed as she observed the boy's naked body, and he did the same as he too laid his own eyes upon her form. They timidly smiled at each other before the boy lightly trailed his hands down her bare body, emitting a moan from the girl. The blonde boy then positioned himself so his erect length was ready to thrust into her. Before he did so, his blue eyes looked upon her own silver ones. His eyes held a questioning gaze. He was awaiting her permission to continue. Ruby felt her eyes shine in appreciation and gratitude as she nodded her head in confirmation. She wanted this. She wanted to do this with him.

He proceed to slowly and gently enter the girl. Due to this being her first sexual experience, Ruby squinted her eyes shut as she tightly grabbed the boy's shoulders and let out small whimpers. It was mildly painful, but she did not want him to stop. His movements noticeably slowed after the whimpers initiated, but knew that the girl wanted this every bit as he did, so his work did not cease.

Eventually there came a point when pain came to pleasure and pained whimpers turned to pleasured moans. The pleasure was foreign to her, so it was unlike anything else she had experienced. The blonde boy was enjoying this to, as he moaned and groaned with every thrust. The pace began to pick back up, as he came closer and closer to release. Finally neither of them could contain themselves any longer and simultaneously allowed themselves to release.

Ruby awoke from this dream absolutely flustered and embarrassed. She had never had a dream like this before, and it didn't help that was of someone that she was going to see every day. She could not even look at Jaune without blushing madly. This caused confusion and weird look from him and the others. Except for Pyrrha. She gave the girl a knowing smile and nod of the head, meaning that she would not tell another soul of the cause. Ruby silently thanked the understanding of the amazon Spartan.

A major hand in the reason why she was so embarrassed was because sex was always a touchy subject for her. Despite her naïve and innocent nature, Ruby was well aware of what sex was and had always pledged that her first time performing the act would be special and meaningful to her. As a result, she never thought of someone in a sexual manner and never fascinated over sex before. But that had abruptly changed last night. And she didn't know why.

She never had those types of feelings towards the boy before, even if he was handsome. So naturally, it instantly puzzled the girl on how she could have such an erotic dream starring herself and Jaune. But if she was honest, it wasn't a necessarily bad dream, even if it left her feeling awkward and flustered. She said that because even if he had almost no idea how to woo a girl, he definitely knew how to treat one. Come to think of it, even if it should have bothered her, it didn't. If she had to choose somebody to make love to, she knew would pick Jaune. He was kind and sweet and sensitive, and she had unknowingly placed a high amount of trust into him.

But what did bother her was the fact that all of this was being discovered just now. When she had become comfortable with the thought of making love to Jaune, she didn't know. Either it was her status as a pubescent teenage girl, or perhaps there was a deeper, concealed part of their relationship that she had just uncovered.

Ruby did not want to think about this too much. She was confusing herself beyond belief already.

The descending sun shined brilliantly indescribable colors across the sky and the smooth, calm waters below it as the day reached sunset over the peaceful lake. Ruby closed her eyes in contentment as the warm rays of the sun kissed her cheeks and gave her a warm smile. She reopened them and turned her head to the boy accompanying her. His gorgeous blonde hair and pale skin shined under the departing sun. His own handsome features were carrying a sense of happiness as well as ocean blue eyes gazed upon the landscape before him. His attention was then redirected to the girl next to him. His amazingly blue eyes twinkled under the sunlight as he offered a smile towards her. A great, sweet, affectionate smile that warmed Ruby more than the sun ever could. She felt herself develop a smile of her own for the boy. The two teenagers turned towards each other and slowly made their way towards each other while still carrying their smiles and without breaking their gaze. Their bodies finally touched and they wrapped their arms around each other's waist in a welcoming embrace. Their faces were only mere inches away from each other as the boy tenderly and ever so sincerely to Ruby,

"I love you."

Ruby's smile grew even greater as she allowed the affectionate and endearing words fill her ears and melt into her soul. She looked back at the blonde and she whispered back,

"I love you too."

The boy had a similar reaction as his smile too stretched across his illuminated face. The beautiful scenery was disregarded by the two as their full attention was placed upon each other. The boy's right hand left Ruby's waist to lightly and gently stroke her red and black strands of hair over her ear. The light sensation of his hands on her face made Ruby feel her heart flutter in joy. But her heart began to flutter even more as they both closed their eyes and leaned in to lightly kiss each other on the lips, entwining them under the setting sun.

Out of all the dreams that Ruby had of Jaune Arc, this one affected quite differently but much more significantly. For the first time, Ruby woke up disappointed. Disappointed that she had not held and been held in such an intimate embrace. Disappointed that Jaune had not actually so affectionately brushed Ruby's hair over her ear. Disappointed that Jaune had not actually admitted his love to her. Disappointed that the two did not exchange a warm and loving kiss. Disappointed that the whole thing was just a simply fantasy and nothing more. It was also then and there that Ruby discovered a new but significant part of herself.

She was in love with Jaune Arc.

She sat upon her bed alone in her dorm room as she processed this new and sudden information. She never had these feelings for a boy before. She never had dreams about anybody else, and was never left so affected by them. For seven evenings, the Arc boy had rescued her, comforted her, courted her, died in front of her, made her jealous, made love to her, and stated his love to her before kissing her, all in her fantasies. She never before had met a person who had this effect on her. And she was ok with it. She wanted it. And she wanted him.

She quickly hopped out of bed and got herself dressed. She was going to find Jaune. She was going to find Jaune and confess to him.

It was funny, how only seven dreams about a single person can completely reestablish the relationship shared with said person.

Phew! With 5k plus words, this stands as my longest fic yet. To be honest, I'm not 100 percent on this one. I can't help but feel like I could have done a better job, but I don't how I could have. Tell me what you think with some dandy little me what you liked, what you didn't like, what I could have done better, and maybe even which dream sequence was your favorite (if you really care.) And don't feel hesitant to give me constructive criticism. I thrive on feedback and new ways to improve.

Well, until next time readers and writers!