The moon shone high above Beacon Academy, and all was silent if not for the rhythmic grunting coming from one of the balconies. An exhausted Jaune rested his head back on the marble floor, panting and with sweat dripping from his forehead. Pyrrha sat up next to him and smiled.

"Jaune, you're getting really good," she exclaimed."

"Really?" he asked, trying to muster a smile through his exhaustion.

"Mmhmm," she nodded, patting him on the shoulder. "Come on, it's getting late." She stood up and pulled Jaune to his feet. She picked up both of their weapons and led the way to the door. On the way back, Jaune managed to regain some of his energy, allowing him to carry his own weapons.

"So, Pyrrha, are you excited for the dance this year?" he asked. This prompted a flashback for her to last year's dance. Weiss and Yang had set it up beautifully and everyone had a great time. Her and her team had actually set up a choreographed dance to Shine by Jeff Williams. Still, she remembered the heartache she felt when Jaune didn't take the hints and ask her to be his date. She had something special planned this time and wouldn't make the same mistake this year.

"I guess you could say that," she smirked. "Are you going to be there? You're quite the dancer." She saw Jaune shrug.

"I'll probably be there," he said. "I don't see much reason though." She knew he didn't mean to but the statement weight down on Pyrrha's heart.

"Why would you say that?" she asked, silently pleading for a happier response.

"It's just – it's not like I'm making a difference here, ya know?" he stammered. Pyrrha's heart sank once more and she looked to the ground. The two had reached their dorm but Jaune stopped walking. "I feel like I'm of no use to anybody, and it's true. I'm in my second year here and you're still saving my butt in class and even teaching me how to fight." He saw Pyrrha's face reddening and let his voice trail off. Now he knew he had upset her.

Pyrrha was in serious emotional conflict. She had a romantic plan set for the next couple days to sweep him off his feet, but at the same time she couldn't bear to let him feel this way any longer.

"Will you go to the dance with me?" she asked in a hurried tone. Jaune stopped his rambling, confused.

"W-what?" he stuttered.

"Jaune, I'm tired of you feeling this way. I've wanted you for a year now and you have yet to notice. Quit going on about nobody wanting you; I tell you it's not true because I want you. Now, will you go to the dance with me?" After her rant, Pyrrha looked to the ground, blushing. This was not how he was supposed to find out her feelings for him. Surely he thought she was crazy now.

"Of course I will, Pyrrha," he said, much to her surprise. Before she could muster any sort of response, Jaune tilted her chin up and kissed her. Incredibly startled at first, she did her best to accept his kiss warmly. This was what she had wanted all this time, and she gave in to it completely. When he pulled away, she found herself following his movements for another split second before they separated. She bit down on her lip a bit, savoring his taste as her eyes met his.

"Pyrrha, you're a world-renowned fighter, an international celebrity, a beautiful woman and still you find time to be the only person to treat me like a somebody. I am honored for you to even consider me of all guys, and I couldn't imagine having a better date," he explained. Smiling, Pyrrha grabbed his collar and pulled him in for another kiss. This one was longer, deeper, and filled with passion, as the two fully submit to each other to the point where they did not notice the door to their room open behind them.

"This. Is. Happening!" Jaune and Pyrrha broke apart, recognizing the familiar voice emphasizing each word as if they were their own sentence. Taken aback, the two turned to see their teammate Nora Valkyrie standing in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear. She took both of them by their hands and dragged them into their room, sitting the two of them down on one before going to wake Ren, their other teammate. He sat up in his bed and Nora sat right beside him.

"Ren, guess who I saw hooking up just now," she squealed.

"Who, Nora?" he responded lazily.

"Guess." Ren looked over and saw Jaune and Pyrrha sitting together, cheeks red, before returning to Nora.

"I'm gonna go with Pyrrha and – "

"No, I wanna tell you," she interrupted, leaning in close to Ren. "Pyrrha. And. Jaune. Can you believe it?" Ren looked at her for a moment before laying back down, but that didn't stop Nora from talking.

"Now all we need is for us to get together and it will be like a giant double date. Wouldn't that be fun? I mean it will never happen because you're perfect but wouldn't it be fun? Jaune and Pyrrha watched smiling as Nora made continuous hints that she wanted to get together with Ren. She had been up to this for their first full year so it likely held no water but still she persisted.

After however long, Nora finished her rant and turned back to the new couple, confused to see that at some point they had changed out of their armor and into their bedwear.

"Oh, you guys must be tired." She said, jumping to her feet. She ran over to the two sitting on Jaune's bed, picked up Pyrrha's, and put the two together. Grinning vividly, she hopped back to her own and practically dove under the covers, leaving the last two to their own devices. Jaune looked at Pyrrha and blushed.

"Would you like me to move your bed back?" he asked. She simply smiled and twirled one of her fingers in his hair.

"I don't mind," she said softly before laying down and bringing Jaune with her. She kissed his cheek and rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes. He smiled down and smelled her hair, soothed by the sweet aroma she possessed.