Love taps

"Already then lady killer?" Yang says

"Ready as I'll ever be." I tell her smiling

She stands at the ready in a standard boxing position. Arms raised in front of her chest, fist clenched, right leg back. I try to mimic her stance a bit. Waiting for one to attack first in the five seconds Yang launches herself at me not as fast as she is with her gauntlets so I could see her coming at me with a strong right. Not being fast enough to dodge I raise my guard and take it full on.

*Ooof*

I kept my feet planted but that hit would have had my head to the ground if I wasn't enhancing my arms right now. Seeing her close I take a swing aiming for her side. She dodges with a quick step back my fist slides past her. She grabs my arm pulling me forward while throwing a punch about to collide with my face quickly and with no chance of defending.

All my instincts could do was tilt my head aside causing a graze past my cheek minimizing the damage at the sake of greater pain. Her left hand then grabs my right arm and her right fist still near my head I'm in a bad position with only my weakest arm available for counter, but a weak attack is all I can do if I can't gain distance in this fight. Fist clenched I send it to her side, that was the plan till my right was freed in exchange for pain in my left temple. Powering through the pain I send a closed hand that I can't even call a fist at her face making contact. With this moment I got a feel of Yang but making Yang get some distance but I failed to get full control.

Her eyes focused

"You're not very good at hand to hand are you?"

She says this indifferently like Blake or Ren normally sound. A split second of being under control has an affect, but is not noticed even when interrupted. Good to know.

"Well I do believe it's more your forte and I'm holding back a bit, but I wasn't well prepared or trained for this." I say with absolute honesty

"What's stopping you, if you hold back this much I might take it personally."

"Ok I'll play serious, but what about another bet?" I bring up a hand to my head

"Ok I want something to gain this time and I will not say it until a winner is decided." She stated

"Fair, I suppose but I would like the same thing." I offered

"Deal."

"Deal."

While all this was happening I repeated my first experience and intentionally enhanced my mind, but I knew I needed more. My sight, my thought processing, and from a hand pressed on my thigh enhancing my muscle. Removing my hands I see and hear as if I'm doing both for the first time and my body its like have no weight or friction. If there's one word to describe this feeling its 'Freedom' in every sense of the word. Whether it was an effect of what I did to my body or if I did more to my mind than intended but I feel no worry in what I'm gonna do.

"What are you doing? Asks a rightfully confused Yang

"Finding my flow." I tell her my back haunched forward, arms limp, and body swaying left to right while wearing a cocky smile that didn't feel like it belonged on my face.

"You're leaving yourself open and putting yourself in every disadvantage."

"Can we start now?" I tell

"Don't blame me for what happens." Yang tells right as she throws a straight punch aimed at the center of my face. I can see this punch coming immediately. This time with a clearer mind her attack is starting from the flex of her arm as it's extending, the slight turn of her hips, and the push off of her leg. While hunched I slightly bent my knees as I ducked under her punch with ease, eyes wide with shock looking at me as I look up at her I jump up and forward throwing a upper cut, catching her off guard.

Taking advantage I throw a straight punch at her recovering face then a duck as I give a jab at her abdomen. Jumping back as she got hit gaining distance and minimizing the damage she recovered getting over her initial shock. She was now on guard focused on my movements waiting on me. I rush her, running forward and immediately stopped letting her right fist fly right past my eyes then I bend my knees, arm reeled back I then jump forward throwing a hard straight at her abdomen. When Yang remained in unmoving I looked up at her unflinching face but teeth grit.

She takes a right swing for my head I bend backwards watching it pass over my chest, I throw my left fist to the right to bring myself up and to the side dodging a downward strike she made at my center. That leaving 2 ft of distance between us. I rotate the left side of my body behind me as I face Yang avoiding an absolute haymaker aimed at the center of my chest using that time I am tossing a jab at her face. Each hit letting me see her mental self more and more from her familia love, the desire, desperation, her carefree nature.

"Well aren't you slippery." Says Yang starting to have a bit more emotion

"Your attacks got predictable after the first few hits." I tell her egging her on

Eyes flickering red she jumps at me throwing a barrage of punches. I smile prepared I can't avoid this one so instead I raise my hands and tighten my guard taking every hit.

"Rightemple,leftforearm,rightshoulder,leftwrist,rightbicep,face,etc." I mentally kept count of every hit and it's placement.

Each strike spread out, heavy, quick, unfocused, unplanned, wild, repeated, and carried with anger. They were energy consuming. Her attacks were not paced, she was getting rid of energy every throw. She's getting slower but I feel my self getting damaged and no hit wasn't terrifying as it got stronger than the one before carrying more ****. This storm of punches lasted a solid 5 minutes.

"Not so cocky now huh! Where's that smile vomit boy." Still enraged and cocky

Once I heard her labored breathes I look up battered and smiled a little blood staining my teeth. Before she questioned it as she pulled a right back I side stepped right letting it slide past me. Arm back I throw a punch into her mouth. She stumbled I take a stance like I'm gonna run launching another straight punch in the same place, without letting her have time to think I throw the same attacks on repeat she stayed standing, readying my final punch I rear back throwing my full weight behind it aiming center face she slid forward throwing off my timing and raised her fist but not throwing a punch aligned with my face.

'What happens when a unstoppable **** meets an immovable object?'

Or in this case a limping blond meets a swaying blond. My fist hitting her face not where intended and my face crashing into her unmoving fist taking away momentum from my last hit. The answer the **** and object both lost their titles as the object was moved and knocked over as the **** was stopped and fell.

One panting from exhaustion and the other heavy breathing in pain. One sprawled on the other and both in pain but only one exhausted. I am hoping she's done yet at the same I didn't. I don't want to stop because despite pain it felt like throughout the fight it was fun the moment we were on even footing. Exchanging blows, dodging, predicting, overcoming the current pain to get another hit in. Part of me wanted Yang to get up and try to claim a victory so I can get up too and take that victory myself.

I immediately deviate from this line of thinking as I feel my face against an extremely satisfying heaving pillows. Finding peace where my head lay between Yangs breast listening to the rapid beat in my ear. Even if I wasn't so badly hurt I'd find the strength to fondle these even if my pain would become doubled. I twitch my hand up with a goal until.

"Jaune?" Called Yang panting quietly.

"Yeah Yang?" I say pain evident in my voice

"Can...you still..*huff*..fight?"

"Can you?"

*Huff*.."No."

"Then no."

"Can you get off?"

"No."

"Why?" She says this questioningly and almost accusingly

"Despite it being the most comfortable place and a sin as a man to do so willingly. I'm sorry *huff* can't move *huff* your gonna need to push me off cause I can't. "

Oddly enough she doesn't, no push, no hitch in breath, skip of a heart beat we remain there only exchanging words.

"A draw?" I offered

"Draw."

"What did you want? From the fight." I asked

"I don't know. You?"

"I can't even remember." I lied "but hey, even if no one won why don't we find out what it is and tell each other one day?"

"Yeah."

Still in pain I figured now's as good a time as any.

"Hey Yang you wanna know what my semblance can do?"

"Didn't even know you had one."

"It's new." I tell her as my hands start glowing soon covering my body and hers.

Now both healed but Yang still worn out and me just worn out. When restored she sat up surprised me falling off already missing her breast. She was still tired but got up on shakey legs helping me up on slightly shakier legs.

"Wow. You're just full of surprises today aren't you?"

"I'd hope so. I'm doing everything in and out of my power to get away from who I was before."

"Why is that? You make it sound almost sad."

"Because looking back at him now he's a whole other person, one that didn't belong here with any of you, so I killed the past of me making sure he's gone nothing to be missed." I say emotionless

"Getting a little Blake there." She said this with little humor.

"He wasn't all bad." she said this grabbing my hand

"None of you seemed to believe that." I said this involuntary thinking back on their friendly verbal **** and my team's pack to get me to quit

"What?"

"The put downs and jokes over the past year led me to this change and abandon who I was for who I choose to be."

2 awkward minutes of silence pass just catching our breath

"So did you really give up on Weiss was she really that bad?" She said wanting to change the subject

"I wouldn't say she's worse or just as bad as before, I just think I'd like to be with someone a little warmer."

She soon turned my head and pressed her lips to mine.

"Well if you ask me you're much better at "hitting" on girls now, in fact I'd say you're almost a "knockout". She emphasized this by tapping a fist to my chin pretending to swing.

From a smile to laughter

"Pffft haheheh hahahha." I cover my mouth with my hand trying to contain how unexpectedly that bad but funny joke was.

"HAH! Who's jokes were terrible again? She says triumphantly before laughing herself.

Once the little fit ended we were just there. Sweaty, sore, and worn out. The silence was deafening the earlier kiss still mind during this awkward moment. I look back at Yang as awkward as I am right we share a stare and on instinct I get closer she did not respond, back away, or lean in and my lips met hers for a longer period than hers.

Caught up in the moment I bring my hand to her face and when I made contact I without meaning to activated my semblance. Seeing this new side to Yang this small amount of love we currently share that I enhanced slowly turning this kiss to make out. She slid her hand behind my neck drawing me in closer her other hand on my chin opening my mouth and putting her tongue in mine exploring my mouth. Realizing what I did I pulled away to see another blushing blond staring back at me the only different is the smile on her face as the only thing connecting us is a string of saliva that she breaks by using a finger to wipe it off my mouth and bring it to her mouth as she licks her finger.