1st COMMISSION! Title Pending Chapter 1 of 3

Summary:
In a world where Beacon never fell and Cinder never attacked Vale, Jaune Arc spends his time learning and getting stronger. Now a 4th Year in Beacon, he is the cusp of graduating and becoming a fully-fledged huntsman. Yet, our knight is weighted by heavy thoughts. Thoughts of a family legacy and his inadequacy in living up to it. Watch us our blonde knight struggles to learn whether he can or cannot achieve his own destiny and live up to his family name of Arc.

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Jaune Arc, now 20 years old, a senior in Beacon and team leader of JNPR was starting the day with his recent morning ritual, preparing breakfast. He usually prepares breakfast together with Ren for his whole team, but today he’s being a host to Pyrrha and Team RWBY.

“Wow! I still can’t believe you got a place this nice in Vale. The rent must be awful!” Yang, with her long blond hair and more womanly body, brings up with a wave.

“You’re right about that actually, Team JNPR had to take a lot of missions just to pay for the one month advance and one month deposit.” Pyrrha replies with a smile, as she leads Team RWBY to sit at their dining table.

The place they are referring to is current Team JNPR’s abode. A townhouse complete with a spacious backyard located in the Residential District of Vale.

The reason for moving to this townhouse? It has to do with their new curriculum as 4th years.

As 4th-Year hunters-in-training, lessons mostly consist of actually taking low-level missions such as search-and-destroy and guard details instead of staying inside a classroom.

As such, Team JNPR opted to move to Vale for easier deployment and having their own space as a team. It is not uncommon for teams to move out of the dorms to take in missions. Some missions even send them to different continents.

One such mission is what Ren and Nora are currently going to right now. They got lucky that they received a mission asking for a 2-week guard detail for the rebuilt town of Kuroyuri back in Mistral, Ren and Nora’s old hometown.

“It was definitely an adjustment. We had to maintain our own supplies, get our own food, and buy our ammunition. But the missions so far have been paying well.” Jaune replies to Team RWBY from the kitchen.

“Yes, and Jaune’s been very essential in managing our comforts as a team. He even pampers us from time to time.” Pyrrha announces with a smile running her hands across the yellow highlights in her hair Jaune gave her.

Team RWBY, of course, does not miss the highlights.

“Wow Pyrrha, did Jaune give you that?” Ruby asks excitedly, taking glances at Jaune’s direction and seeing crimson red strands of his own.

“Yes. Nora actually suggested we should have colors of our own partners. Jaune’s the one who pointed out it would be more intimate and easier to do our hair.” Pyrrha replies with a blush as Team RWBY thinks of the possibility of having highlights of their own.

“Breakfast is served ladies! Can you help me set the table Pyr?” Jaune announces with a smile.

“Of course….dear.” Pyrrha replies, saying the last part quietly to herself with a blush.

Breakfast is relatively simple with bacon and eggs dominating the table. Of course Jaune also tried to add some classic favorites of each member of Team RWBY. Such as handing Ruby some cookies and milk, and tuna sandwich for Blake, but the rest of them have fairly basic diets.

“Wow! This is soooo good, Jaune!” Ruby exclaims as she demolishes her food with gusto.

“Indeed, a very filling breakfast if I do say so myself.” Weiss demures with a smile, wiping food away from her mouth with a napkin.

"Damn, VB! A girl could get used to this everyday." Yang asks, amazed that her fellow blonde's cooking skills.

Blake is busy tearing into her own food but she gives a thumbs up.

“Awww shucks, thanks ladies. I’m glad you like my cooking. I learned it from my mom.” Jaune replies while rubbing the back of his head bashfully.

“That’s not all he’s good at. He can also do makeup and hair, and sometimes he even gives us great massages.” Pyrrha says smugly, proud of her partner’s well-rounded skill set.

Team RWBY only looks at him with wide eyes because of that. Embarrassed by the sudden attention, Jaune rubs the back of his neck.

"Come on Pyr. You make me sound so amazing. It's not a big deal. I just learned all of it from my mom and sisters, you know?" Jaune replies shyly.

"So let us get this straight. Your mom and sisters taught you how to cook?" Ruby asks as she finishes her cookies

"Yup."

"Taught you how to do their hair?" Weiss adds to her leader.

"And their makeup sometimes, yes."

"And made you give them awesome massages?" Blake continues.

"Well…that's not all they taught me, but they did teach me a lot."

"Wow…you better thank them soon Jaune, cause they taught you how to be the purrrrfect house husband." Yang completes with a pun which causes the rest of her team to roll their eyes at her.

"Awww, thanks ladies. But it's not a big deal."

"It is a big deal. Do you know how many males of our age are husband material? Painfully low." Pyrrha responds looking at her leader meaningfully, trying to convey how she feels with a single look.

"She's right, Jaune. Any girl would be lucky to have you." Blake adds as she sees Weiss start to regret every time she rejected Jaune during their first year.

"Damn straight! At this rate, I really have to call you Lover Boy." Yang ponders, impressed at Jaune’s growth as a person.

Jaune only smiles bashfully at his friends' praise.

"Wait, if your mom and sisters taught you these, does this mean you could've done it all this time in Beacon?" Ruby wonders, amazed at the possible benefits her best friend could have given her ever since their first year in Beacon.

"Well Ye-” Before Jaune could even finish his answer, Weiss stood up to let out her feelings on the matter.

“What?! You mean I could have been pampered with massages and care since our first year of Beacon?!” Weiss shouts indignantly.

All of them gape at the now reddenning heiress.

“Woah! Weiss-creams regrets aside, you were holding out on us?! Why would you do that?!” Yang exclaims indignantly.

“None of you asked, besides Pyrrha only knew when we were 2nd years. I helped her with her hair and gave her massages as thanks for the training.” Jaune brings his arms up placatingly, willing his friends to calm down.

“Yes, it was especially more enjoyable when Jaune used his semblance during the massages.” Pyrrha says smugly, rubbing into Team RWBY’s faces her advantage of being Jaune’s partner.

The announcement stuns team RWBY. Not only did they miss being massaged by Jaune, but Pyrrha is rubbing it on their face that she’s already experienced it!

“That’s not fair! I want one too! Jaune, as your bestie I demand a massage!” Ruby shouts, taking advantage of the silence Pyrrha’s announcement made.

Ruby’s demand lights a fire on each girl’s hearts to take the opportunity and not lose out on a possible massage from Jaune.

“I’ll pay you! I’ll give you money! How much do you want?” Weiss exclaims aggressively with a blush, not willing to lose the opportunity to have a massage from Jaune.

“...I’ll let you pet my ears.” Blake says with a light blush, twitching her cat ears cutely, embarrassed that it’s the only thing she can offer.

“Jaune! As fellow blonde’s I have a right to a massage!” Yang says, desperately thinking of what she can offer.

“WAIT! Jaune’s busy! He can’t give any of you a massage!” Pyrrha interrupts desperately, now regretting hyping up her partner’s skills when it led to having this much competition.

“It’s okay, I’m not that busy Pyrrha. Though I can only do one massage today or else my fingers will cramp up.” Jaune offers calmly, trying to defuse the situation by making the offer open to everyone.

Each of the ladies then  proceed to shout why they should be the one getting the massage after that. It is only Jaune’s skills as a leader in wrangling his team and experience in mediating fights between a lot of his siblings that prevents outright fighting from breaking out in the dining room.

“Girls, girls. Calm down. I won’t give any of you a massage if you keep on shouting.” Jaune proceeds to look all of them down with a stern glare and arms crossed.

Everyone falls silent at that threat. Jaune thinks it’s because of his stern demeanor and threat of withholding a massage from all of them but he would only be half-right. Each girl falls because of his stern demeanor alright, but it’s to appreciate his stature and presence right now. With a light blush starting to grace all of their cheeks, they start to listen as Jaune continues.

“Listen, I’m gonna clean up the table and you girls are all gonna talk it out silently between all of you.” Jaune says calmly as he starts to adopt a more light-hearted tone.

All the girls look towards each other at that. Jaune doesn’t notice it, but it’s as if each girl silently sends sparks out through their eyes as they try to force their opponents to stand down. A silent battle for domination begins between every female in the dining room. As usual, Jaune is oblivious as he tries to clean up the breakfast from the table.

As befitting of fit and active huntresses-in-training, all girls unanimously decide on one way to solve their conundrum. Sparring. How can sparring solve a problem between 5 huntresses-in-training you ask? Easy. Battle Royale. Last One Standing wins.

As one, all five females in the room silently stand up and head to the spacious backyard of Team JNPR’s townhouse. After all, these are four 4th-year huntresses-in-training. They’ve faced odds, they’ve improved, they’ve gotten stronger. One of the most striking changes that each one of them went through is something every person with Aura dreams of. All of their Semblances have already evolved. Jaune does not realize the chaos he has just started to unleash.

In another part of Vale, a man has arrived at the docks wearing the finest armor this side of Remnant and carrying a large decorated sword.

“What is your purpose in Vale, Sir?” A security officer looking at the man asks.

“Visiting my son.” The man who has blonde hair and blue eyes replies with a clear, heavy voice.

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A/N: This story was commissioned by my very first supporter. He supported me at ko-fi first before moving here to patreon. Luckypickle! Thank you for supporting me from the start!