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A Messy Night

Summary:

At the end of their first year at Beacon, Teams RWBY and JNPR decide to spend one night at Junior's Bar and Motel to celebrate. Yet when the Blake wakes up the next day, with absolutely no memory of the previous night and with a partner who's certainly acting... abnormal, it's time to get to the bottom of what happened.

Notes:

This is my first story so here I go! I plan on updating this regularly so stay tuned!

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"You sure about this?" Yang only rolled her eyes in amusement, hearing the same question asked to her once again,

"For the hundredth time Blake, it'll be fine," Yang reassured her partner. "Junior's a buddy of mine, we'll all have a good time tonight!" Yang looked at the rest of the group, all walking behind her.

Accompanying Yang was both the entireity of Teams RWBY and JNPR. The two teams were heading out to Junior's Bar in Vale in order to celebrate the end to their first year at Beacon. Of course, the whole thing had been Yang's idea, and it had been quite the task to convince everyone to get on board with the idea-

"Yang!" The blonde snapped out of her thoughts at a certain Ice Queen's voice. "Are you even listening to me?"

Nope, not even in the slightest. "...yeah?"

"Oh, you were?" Weiss folded her arms. "What was I saying then?"

"Obviously you were just praising me for coming up with such a brilliant idea."

"Huh, what a surprise." Weiss said in a way that showed that this wasn't any surprise at all. "I said I'm not sure you blowing up his bar qualifies you two as buddies."

"It'll be fine Ice Queen, I know exactly what I'm doing." Yang replied, as confident as ever. "Everything will be perfectly fine."

"Uh-huh." Weiss answered in a tone that made it clear that she did not think everything would be alright.

"Besides," Yang began. "Too late to turn back now. We're here!"

"Not a moment to soon, either." Blake noted, acknowledging the sun setting over the horizon.

Both teams stopped to view the structure in front of them. It wasn't the most... classy place. But it wasn't too bad of a place either. It definitely met Weiss's (admittedly) low expectations for any bar where Yang frequented. As the group stood and stared, alarms and yelling began to sound out from the inside of the bar.

"Uh... Yang?" Ruby asked.

"Yeah sis?"

"Why did they just close the doors on us?"

Yang looked and saw that her sister was right. "It's a private joke." Yang said, though she wasn't convincing anyone. Except Jaune, of course.

"Ohh... So, uh, how do we get in?" Jaune awkwardly asked. Ruby sighed. A whole year and he still managed to be so completely awkward. Before Pyrrha could explain what was really going on to her leader, Yang answered, cocking Ember Celica.

"Like this."

"Oh." Jaune realized what was going on.

Yang walked up to the tightly sealed door.

"Open up! You know I could just as easily break this thing down, so how about you save yourself the Lien and just let us is."

The door opened a tiny crack. "Identify yourselves!" A squeaky high pitched and scared voice squawked. The only answer the poor security guard got was Yang wedging her hand into the opening and slamming the door open.

"Yang maybe we should just leave." Ruby said.

"Nonsense!" Yang began, flashing her sister a casual smile before she turned and walked into the bar, leaving her group no choice but to follow.

"Hey Junior!" She yelled at the top of her lungs once entering the bar. "This any way to treat a customer?"

After a moment passed with  mumbled curses being overheard, a man approached the teams.

"Blondie! What are you doing here?" Junior demanded.

"Oh calm down Junior, we're here for a drink!" Yang said in a loose and let back manner. "See? I even brought friends!" Yang motioned to the seven other hunters and huntresses in training she had brought along- all of which were also armed with their weapons.

"Give me one reason why that would calm me down."

"We're staying the night in the motel too." Yang added on.

"That also doesn't make me feel any better."

Yang sighed, as if she expected as much. "We have money."

The man seemed to cave at the mere mention of payment. "Fine... but try not to blow up my bar this time."

"Oh you're no fun," Yang said. "If I wanted to not do that, I would have gone to any of the other bars in the city." She teased before walking back to her friends as the music resumed and people began to turn their attention away from the scene she had created.

"Alright! In order to cut down on costs, we're going to split rooms." Weiss said. "Partners okay?"

"Sure." Yang replied. Back at Beacon, you did almost everything with your partner. Training, classes- it only made sense that the tradition would continue now.

"Ren, you and your girlfriend try not to have too much fun." Yang teased the quietest member of Team JNPR. "Where is Nora by the way?"

"Bar," Ren said, as if that one word explained everything.

After that the eight students (seven, as Nora was already one step ahead of everyone) all split up to get drinks and chat.

Yang trailed behind her partner to the one of the bars in the room.

"Hey Yang?" Blake asked.

"Yeah?"

"I kind of expected you and Ruby to share a room. You being sisters in all... Don't you find it a bit weird that Weiss recommended partners?"

No I was to busy thinking about sharing a bed with my crush for the past year. Nope. Definitely not saying that. 

Yang had had a crush on her partner since almost the beginning of the second semester, but she wasn't stupid. She saw the way Blake looked at Sun. She had absolutely no chance. So might as well not get any ideas...

"Ehh, now that you mention it..." Yang hadn't actually thought of that.

Blake turned around to look at Yang. "Are you alright?"

Yang looked at anything but her eyes. "Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine..."

"You sure, by now you'd be making a crack about a relationship between Weiss and Ruby."

"What? Me? Well I never!"

Blake raised an eyebrow in her signature Belladonna questioning look. She looks so hot whenever she gives me that look.

Stop stop stop stop.

"We'll it is not like I have anything wrong with teammates dating..." Yang wished she could punch herself in the face.

Smooth. Really smooth Xiao Long.

"...Okay? I really don't know how to answer that..." Blake said, a little confused, not expecting that answer.

"Let's just... get a drink," Or a dozen. Yang walked over to the bar. 

This was going to be a long night.