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Countdown in: 2 (Yang x Male Reader)

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The hours were counting down in your head. That big moment with Yang had just a day to go. Nervousness, excitement, the occasional bit of worry that you would mess it all up, were all things you experienced. The night had to be perfect for her and you would settle for nothing less, how you were going to accomplish that though remained to be seen.

You found yourself pondering that thought a lot, even as she happily sat in your while you did everything in your power to keep her lips connected with your own so she wouldn’t pull the same thing she did the previous day, all while her teammates and friends looked away awkwardly, at least that’s what you assumed. Your eyes were closed and even if they were open all that would be in your field of view was Yang’s head, so you had no idea how your peers were reacting to the scene that was unfolding between you and her.

Unlike the day before where you were close to the top of the stands, this time Yang was able to get you sitting with her and the others, although there wasn’t enough seats for one more so Yang happily relegated you to her own personal seat.

“Yang, can you please do that somewhere else?” Ruby complained, being stuck in the seat next to you.

Yang ignored her sisters’ plea, instead opting to mess with her even more.

“I love you!” she exclaimed to you in an over the top, sugary, voice, nuzzling her nose against yours and planting a series of kisses against your cheek.

“Please stop.” Ruby begged.

Again, Yang ignored her sisters’ plea. If anything it only encouraged her to continue on her onslaught of affection, even roping you into joining her, acting like the most sickeningly sweet couple, much to Ruby’s disgust. Yang simply chuckled at her sisters’ reaction.

You poked your head to the side of Yang’s to catch a glimpse of the current match to see if it had ended. Ivan and Deena would be fighting next, one of the few matches you had any real interest in watching. Yang had her match earlier and, much like the previous day, was still pumped up and full of energy and excitement, which she had spent the past several minutes unloading on you, furthering your hopes that she would win her last match.

Yang and Ruby began bickering, prompting you to take out your scroll and do some quick browsing while Yang wasn’t looking. The same thing you were looking at the night before came up. While trying to think of where you and Yang were going to spend your big night together the idea that seemed to be the best was to get a room for the night. It wasn’t cheap, but because you didn’t sort things out the week beforehand, like you should have, it was the best thing that came to mind.

“What’s this?” Yang asked, taking a peak at your scroll.

“It’s for tomorrow night.” you replied to her quietly so it was just between you both. “I was thinking of getting a room for us so we can.”

“No.” Yang responded bluntly, suggesting to you to put your scroll away.

“But where are we gonna…”

“You took me on a trip away, you’ve done enough. I’ll sort this out.”

“Okay then. But at least let me get the protection for tomorrow night.”

“No.”

“You’re already after getting the condoms?”

“You’re not wearing one tomorrow night.”

You looked at her as if she was crazy for a moment.

“Uh Yang, you do know what can happen if I don’t wear…”

“I’m after taking pills.” she whispered to you, making sure that it was heard by no one else. “I want to feel the real thing. I want to feel you.”

She looked at you confused for a moment when she saw you smile.

“What’re you smiling about?”

“I had a feeling that deep down you were a big softy.”

Your girlfriend rolled her eyes at your comment.

“You just make sure that you don’t have a big softy tomorrow night.”

The crowd erupted in cheers, signifying the end of the match. Ivan’s remaining two teammates, Owen and Nima, arrived shortly after, taking their seats behind you.

“Are they both set for the match?” you asked. Nima nodded her head.

“Just back from wishing them luck.” she replied. “I still can’t believe we were lucky enough to compete in this.”

“Why? What happened?”

“Remember when visited and we were on the rooftop drinking?” Owen asked.

“Yes.” you replied, sounding apologetic in your tone. Yang, noticing this, gave you a quick, reassuring smile.

“Well…”

“Guess which two idiots got in trouble the next morning for underage drinking on the school grounds We could have been barred from fighting in the tournament.” Nima interrupted.

“It wouldn’t have happened if our teammates didn’t leave us out there for the night.”

“Wait, Jaune and Ren were with us that night as well. Did they get in trouble at all?” you inquired.

“Of course not.” Owen responded. “We’d never rat them out.”

“So, what happened to you once they found out?”

“The headmaster went easy on us, unlike one of our other teachers, we got detention for a few weeks and had to do some extra work around the school.”

“That was lucky.”

“Yeah. I’ve learned my lesson since then. Next time I’ll make sure I get drunk in my room.”

Nima shot her teammate a glare.

“What?”

“Ignoring this dope anyway…” Nima began. “… you were great out there earlier Yang.”

“Especially against that Neon girl.” Owen added. “You didn’t lose your cool as bad as others would’ve if they were fighting her. Hell, if Nima would’ve probably put her saw blades through her face, even if the match was over.”

You looked over at Nima expecting her to shoot another glare at her friend.

“He’s not wrong.” Nima admitted.

“Are you two gonna go to the concert tomorrow night?” Owen inquired.

“What concert?” you asked.

“The one in the fairgrounds. They always have one at the end of the Vytal festival.” Nima replied.

“Nima’s obsessed with the band that’s playing, wouldn’t be surprised if she dragged the whole team to it.”

“Who’s playing?” Yang asked.

“These guys.” Nima gushed as she produced a piece of paper from her pocket and opened it up. It showed four bird faunus, each with mop top haircuts. The top displayed the bands name, ‘The Beakles’, all capitalised and in black.

“I can’t wait.” Nima squeed, folding it back up.

“She has the hots for one them as well.” Owen tacked on. “Wrengo Starr is the one I think.”

“Can you blame me?” Nima gushed once again.

“What do you think?” you asked Yang. “Wanna go? I don’t mind if you do.”

“I don’t know.” she replied. “Depends on how long it’ll go on for. We don’t want to be out too late. It is our special night after all.”

“The match is starting!” Nima exclaimed.




“From Beacon academy, Deena Vert and Ivan Dearg of team DINO…”

Ivan ran out into the arena, clutching his spear Thagomizer in one hand while his other was raised in the air. Deena followed in suit, walking instead of running like her more excited teammate. Covering both her hands were her weapons, Agathaumas and Aguja, two gauntlets with decently sized shield-like structure, resembling the frill of an animal, that protruded backwards. Extending forwards from them were two trailing point shaped blades.

“... and from Shade Academy, Gor and Orais Beirt of team Gorm.”

Two male students entered. Both were almost identical looking, from appearance to the clothes they wore and their weapons, two miniature cannons on each arm. Orais had hair that was spiked backwards and was orange in colour, as was his attire and weapon. Gor had blue hair that was spiked in all directions and much like his brother, had his clothes and weapon matching the colour of his hair.

“Looks like we’re up against twins.” Ivan said.

“Hey Beacon boy.” Gor addressed Ivan.

“Yeah?”

“You’re fighting us with that pathetic twig?” he asked, referring to Ivan’s weapon.

“Maybe the twig is meant to be symbolic of something.” Orais added. “Good on you for not being ashamed of what you’ve got.”

“Wanna say that up close?” Ivan provoked.

“Wait for the actual fight to begin.” Deena warned her teammate.

Behind Ivan and Deena appeared a desert and an ocean biome, while a forest and mountain biome appeared behind their opponents.

“Straight to the sand when it begins.” Deena whispered.

“No need to tell me.” Ivan stated.

“3…2…1 begin!”

Ivan and Deena immediately darted to the desert biome. Gor and Orais followed by propelling themselves forward with their weapons, blasting out wind and fire from them respectively. Ivan stuck his spear in the ground and blasted a shockwave at the ground, creating a large cloud of sand that surrounded the two brothers and drained a quarter of his aura. Deena’s eyes glowed lime green, allowing her to see her two opponents as green, spectral bodies through the cloud of sand her teammate created. She darted in and went back and forth between the two brothers, giving them a series of punches and kicks.

Once he had the chance, Gor used one of his cannons to blow the sand away. The barrels of his cannons retracted inwards to allow his hands out. He pulled Deena away from his brother and threw her several feet away into the ocean biome.

“I’ll take her, you deal with twig boy.” he ordered.

“Got it.”

Orais dashed towards Ivan and was met with several jabs from his spear, forcing him to remain at a distance. Ivan split his spear into its dual SMG mode and laid a suppressing fire against Orais, who easily ran from his line of fire. From one of his cannons Orais shot a flaming round at Ivan, who intercepted it with a small shockwave.

Gor kept Deena on the defence, delivering punch after punch that she was just able to keep up with, blocking them with the shields on her weapons. His onslaught brought them both into the water. Deena, seeing the chance, slashed at him. Gor extended a cannon from one hand and blew at the water, forcing Deena to shield her eyes to avoid having the salt water sting them. She clumsily fired a quick round of automatic gunfire while blinded with the intention of keeping her opponent at bay. When the water stopped and she could see again, Gor was no longer in front of her.

“Surprise!” he exclaimed, giving her a powerful kick from behind, sending her face first to the ground.

Reforming his spear, Ivan swiped at Orais as he came in. Much like his brother, Orais retracted one of the cannons on his arms and wrenched the weapon out of Ivan’s hands.

“You want the stick?” he taunted, waving the weapon around the same way someone playing fetch with their dog would. Ivan tried to get it back but was forced back by fire from Orais. “You want? Fetch!”

He threw the spear towards the spot where his brother was fighting, striking Deena with it. Orais then fired flames from both his cannons to push Ivan back. The fires stopped and Orais struck Ivan in the chest with a jumping kick.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Ivan said recovering from the kick.

“You need to sit down for a bit?” Orais mocked.

“Just wait you motherfu…”

Deena was sent crashing into Ivan by Gor, causing Orais to cackle madly.

“Gonna kill them both.” Ivan groaned.

“Get your spear back first.” Deena commanded. “I’ll hold them off.”

“Got it.”

The two brothers attacked in unison, attempting to kick them from both sides. Deena successfully stopped both attacks, parrying Orais and catching Gor’s leg between the blades of one of her weapons, twisting it to send him to the ground.

She stepped on top of Gor and kicked herself off towards his brother. When Orais tried to punch her she jammed his hands with her weapons, the same way she did with his brothers leg, and headbutted him. Orais gave her a kick to the thig and followed up another to the side of her head.

“Brother now!” Orais barked before he jumped out of the way. Deena immediately turned her attention to Gor.

“Smile for the wind cannons!” Gor quipped before firing full blast at Deena with both cannons. Unable to react fast enough, the gale force winds sent her flying her out of the arena, knocking her out of the fight.

“Deena! Ivan cried out.

“One down…”

… one more to go.”

“Just try it.” Ivan goaded, assuming an attack stance.

The siblings dashed forwards. Ivan fired a small shockwave that hit Orais in the leg, sending him tumbling to the ground. When Gor got within range, Ivan smacked him across the face with Thagomizer. With him briefly disoriented, Ivan attempted to sweep Gor’s legs but was met with an uppercut. He sent another small shockwave to push Gor back.

“You’re nearly out.” Orais teased, noticing that Ivan’s Aura was below half after taking a glimpse at one of the monitors.

“Together?” Gor asked.

“Together.”

As the two closed in on him Ivan was no longer able to rely on his semblance to force them back. Instead he relied on his spear, thrusting it forwards. Neither of them were too bothered by it, dodging it easily. Orais shot himself forwards with his cannons until he was behind Ivan, who made the mistake of swinging his spear around too heavily, making it easy for Orais to grab it once again and rip it out of his hands. From behind, Gor kicked him forwards into his brother, who kicked him back. Both were relentless in their game of back and forth, giving Ivan no chance to fight back until one kick managed to push him aside. Ivan made one last attempt to defend himself, which ended up being futile. The twins each took turns to strike him. One after the other he was met with either a punch or a kick, and he was unable to protect himself against any of them.

“No hard feelings?” Orais mocked before giving Ivan one last punch into the chest, sending him falling to the ground and his Aura below the threshold.

The buzzer went off, signifying the end of the match.




You could see the anger on your best friends face clearly. You were quick to get up from your seat and head down with the rest of team DINO, Yang following shortly after. When you arrived at Ivan and Deena he still looked irritated. Deena tried, to no avail, to get him to say something.

“You’re acting like a child.” Deena chided. Ivan still didn’t respond, instead opting to walk away from everyone. You placed your hand on Deena’s shoulder when she tried to go after him.

“Give him a few minutes to cool down.” you told her. “I’ll go talk to him then.”

Deena took your advice and turned to apologise to her remaining teammates.

“Sorry guys. Guess we let you down.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Nima reassured. “It’s only a match.”

“I have a bottle of vodka back at the room.” Owen began. “If we won the tournament I’d be drinking to celebrate. If we lost I’d still be drinking it tomorrow night. As far as I’m concerned losing this match didn’t change the fact that I’m getting completely smashed tomorrow.”

“If you pass out again I’m not dragging you back to the room.” Nima reprimanded.

“You’re probably gonna spend the night trying to get into Wrengo Starr’s pants.” Owen fired back.

“Care to say that again you mop headed dope?” Nima challenged.

Deena began to chuckle at their squabbling.

“Tough break out there Deena.” Yang said. “You still fought good.”

“Thanks.” Deena smiled. “I just don’t know what I’m gonna do about Ivan. I didn’t think something like this would get to him.”

“Like I said, just give him a few minutes.” you reminded. “All that time he spent training with you, he probably feels like it’s all gone to waste, especially after losing against those two the way you did. He’ll be laughing at it, just wait.”

“Guess it’s up to you and Pyrrha now.” Deena said to Yang.

“We’ll both win for you guys.” Yang said proudly.

“I’m counting on it. Anyhow, I’m guessing you two want to be alone together so I’ll just stop these two before one kills the other and we’ll be on our way.”

She said farewell and left with her teammates. Yang took you by the hand and suggested a walk around. You were quiet for the first few minutes, your mind being bogged down with how you were going to approach Ivan.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Yang asked.

“I don’t want to bother you with it.”

“You’re thinking about Ivan, aren’t you?”

“You know me too well.” you replied. “Just thinking about what I’m going to say to him. I know I said he’ll be after cooling down but I wouldn’t be surprised if I was wrong. I’m no good when it comes to helping people when they’re upset, no matter what it is that’s bothering them. All I know is what I wouldn’t want to hear if I was in his position.”

“That’s something.”

“I guess. Are you gonna be ok with me leaving you for a few minutes?”

“I think I can handle. Besides, he’s your best friend. I’d be disappointed if you didn’t go to him.”

“I don’t know how long I’ll be away, but you must hold on.” you joked.

“Shut up.” she chuckled.

“You’ll miss me.”

Yang ventured to give you a playful shove, only for you to grab her arm so you could pull her into a hug.

“Someone’s getting bold.” Yang commented.

“That’s from being around you.”

“Just don’t get too bold. I’m gonna head back to my room.”

“I’ll be there when I’m done.”

You placed a quick kiss on her cheek and let go of her to search for your friend. It wasn’t a long search, a few minutes going in the direction you saw him storm off in and you found him sitting a good distance away from the fairground, taking out his anger by punching a nearby tree.

“Hey.” you greeted.

“Hey.” he responded dryly, ceasing his activity.

“Feeling any better?” you asked.

“Shouldn’t you be with your girlfriend?”

“I’ll take that as a no.” you muttered to yourself. “You know I’m not gonna leave you alone when you’re like this.”

“I’m not a kid.”

“What’s that got to do with anything?”

“It’s me trying to tell you I don’t wanna be bothered by anyone, so go back to Yang; I know you’d rather be with her right now.”

“You who you’re sounding like right now?” you prompted.

Ivan was silent for a moment, pondering what you meant.

“Are you seriously comparing this to…”

“It’s the best I can do.” you replied. “I was upset and didn’t want anyone near me, but someone was too stubborn to leave me sulk. It was the lowest I had ever been in my life and my best friend just sat with me in silence for hours.”

“Me losing a match against those two clowns isn’t the same as when you had to leave combat school.”

“You’re right, but I was angry when I did and this is what you did, and I don’t really know what else to do since I’m no good when it comes to stuff like this, so this is the best I can do.”

Ivan laughed.

“You’d really stay here with me being grumpy for hours?”

“If push comes to shove, then yeah. Yang might not be too thrilled but I’m sure she’d understand.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna be out here that long.” Ivan assured. “I just needed to blow off some steam.”

“I figured. But your teammates would probably be worried about you so I told them I’d find you.”

“They’re probably gonna be pissed off when I get back.”

“Probably.”

“Then I guess I’ve got some apologising to do. Not the first time I’ve had to do so.”

“Would the first time be for almost getting them barred from the tournament?”

“Yeah but at least Owen was… wait how do you know that?”

“Nima told me earlier. I wonder what would’ve happened to me if I was found passed out with you that night.”

“Who knows? Anyway you should go, there’s someone else you probably want to be with.”

“You sure?”

“Go ahead I’m fine. Thanks anyway.”

“What are friends for?”

You wasted no time in leaving. As you ran you took out your scroll to let Yang know you were on your way, which was met with an immediate request to bring food just as you left the fairground. You stopped for a moment and took out your wallet so you’d have the money in hand. As you put the wallet back you saw someone approach you directly. It was a young woman with brown skin and green hair. You moved to the side to avoid colliding into her. You noticed a grin on her face and as you got closer her eyes seemed to be focused on you. Then you noticed her hand attempt to slip into the pocket your wallet was contained in.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you exclaimed, pushing her back. She looked at you dumbfounded.

“Y-you saw me? How?” she stammered.

“What do you mean how? You walked straight up to me and…”

“What’s going on here?”

Another person entered the fray; a young, gray haired man. He went to the girls side and pulled her back from you.

“Do you know her?” you asked. He nodded. “Well she just tried to pickpocket me.”

The girl looked like she was about to speak but was could.

“I’m really sorry about this. This isn’t the first time she’s done this. ” he stated before giving the back of her head a smack. “She’s like a little kid, she doesn’t know any better. I’ll sort her out. You just go on your way, I’m sure you have better things to do.”

“Fine.” you agreed before walking away. “What bad can she do if that’s how she tries to pickpocket someone?”
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Any idea when you will post the next part?