Anima-Kingdom of Mistral-Windpath

Roman wasn't having a good day right now.

Then again when you are the considered the punching bag of the orphanage you tend not to have a lot of good days and in the six years roman has spent in the hatchlings orphanage he could probably count the amount of good days on two hands. And that's if you were being generous.

At this point roman had accepted that he probably wouldn't find a way to get Spike and his gang of bullies to back off but that didn't mean he had to take their beatings all the time. So he did the logical thing and ran off before his injuries got worse.

Despite being in the lower class slum that was Windpath the Hatchlings orphanage was rather big and spacious, so it was fairly easy most of the time to evade the bullies. This time though they were hot on Romans tail.

Roman made a hard left down one of the hallways at the back end of the orphanage while racking his brain for an idea. "Wait! I could hide in one of the empty rooms around here!" He then ran into one of the rooms on the left and after shutting the door quickly crawled under the bed.

"Okay Roman. Now just don't make a sound and you should..."

"What the hell was that!?"

"Oh no."

Roman was unaware that the room he'd ran into had an orphan inside. He prayed that he would be ignored when suddenly the door burst open to reveal Spike. He looked fairly buff but kind of ordinary save for the black mohawk he had which while he had intended for it to give off an intimidating, edgy look to him instead made him look rather silly in Romans honest opinion. Thinking about that might have been why spike was beating him up more that other kids.

"Hey! Faunus boy. You seen Roman come in here?" Spike asked nonchalantly.

"Who?"

"Don't play dumb with me boy! I heard you yell about something. Figured that roman might have dived in here. So I'll ask again. Is Roman hiding in here?" Spike asked more aggressively

There was a long pause after that. Roman had hoped that whoever this guy was that he would not answer that question with a yes. After what seemed like forever to Roman, the faunus finally answered with...

"No, He's not." The faunus growled out.

Roman made it a mental note to repay this guy for not ratting him out.

"Wanna rethink your answer before I beat you up?"

"Do you want to leave and never come back before I throw you out myself?"

"You don't have the nerve or muscle."

"You sure?"

Roman was very surprised to hear that kind of answer being given to Spike. But what surprised him more was what Spike gave in response.

"Forget it boys. This stupid animal couldn't help us of he tried. Let's look somewhere else for Roman. He couldn't have gone far."

After hearing the door shut Roman was about to poke his head out when...

"Wait down there a second kid."

"Wha-"

"I said wait."

So he did, unsure of why the boy was making him wait when suddenly he heard the very familiar screeching of Miss Wraith from outside.

"SPIKE! WHAT ARE YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS DOING OUTSIDE THIS DOOR INSTEAD OF DOING SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE LIKE YOUR CHORES! COME WITH ME! YOU LOT Are in big trouble..."

The screams of Miss Wraith got quieter and quieter as she dragged Spike and his gang to the 'detention room' as she liked to call it (although it was more like a prison cell than anything).

"Okay now you can come out."

Roman crawled out from under the bed and faced the person whose room he barged into. He had a pair of differently coloured eyes, his left eye being yellow and his right eye being a light blue. He had a rather messy head of hair on him topped off with a pair of white tiger ears that occasionally flicked at the air. But what really caught Romans eye was the stump on his left arm that seemed to cut off a bit before the elbow. Though he looked fairly agitated Roman staring at his stump so Roman ignored the stump for now and instead focused on the fact that he didn't rat him out and wanted to make it up to him.

"Thanks for not telling spike I was in here."

"No problem. Now get out."

Roman blinked as the faunus turned over to the other side of the bed trying to get some shuteye.

"Wait! Don't you want me to pay you back or anything?"

"No. I just want to be alone."

"But...why?"

"I just do. Now-*GRRRR*"

Suddenly a loud grumble emerged from the faunus' stomach.

"Are you hungry?"

"Would you just GO already!"

Roman flinched and decided to cut his losses while it was good and leave.

"Ok..."

Roman shut the door and walked away from the door keeping an eye out for any bullies while thinking to himself.

"Why was he so angry to me? Maybe he's upset about being here? Maybe I could do something to get on his good side... Wait! I could get him some food!"

With a newfound determination Roman made his way outside and ran to the nearest place that would serve him, eager to make a better impression on the faunus who helped him.

?'s POV

After the strange orange haired kid named Roman left, The faunus tried to fall asleep. Tried being the keyword here. No matter how many times he tried he just couldn't fall asleep.

"Probably cause that stupid mohawk kid and Roman disturbing my sleep. Now I can't get comfortable again. Damn it."

After staring outside and trying to fall asleep to no avail the door opened once again to reveal one of the helpers around the orphanage, a kindly old woman named willow who came in with some gruel that Miss Wraith claimed was porridge.

"Excuse me. Blues? Are you awake?"

"..."

"Listen. I Know you're upset about being here and everything but you need to eat and keep your strength up. Otherwise you'll end up all skin and bones."

"*GRRRR*"

"Even your stomach agrees with me. I'll leave your food here for you to eat but you need to do something about this. You can't stay like this forever after all."

And with that, Willow had finally left him alone. Blues had contemplated moving on from the state he was in, but with the experiences he recently had practically burned into his memories he didn't feel like he was ready. Although that didn't mean he was going to eat the food. He had eaten that gruel once and that was one time too many.

"There is no way in hell that I would shovel that crap into my mouth for as long as a I live. But what am I going to eat inste-"

"*CREAK* Um...Hello?"

Blues looked up to see Roman poking his head into the room rather timidly, looking like he was worried or afraid about something.

"Didn't I tell you to-"

"I-Igotyousomefood!" Roman blurted out.

"What?"

Roman stepped forward and offered Blues some food wrapped up in some sort of newspaper. Blues than snatched it out of his hands and opened the wrapping to reveal...

"Fish and Chips?"

"I-I know that Faunus aren't exactly animals but I figured that you might like something that a tiger might like and-and oh jeez I-I'm sorry, I can get something else if yo-*CHOMP*"

Any other nervous stammering or rambling that roman could have talked more about were quickly stopped by Blues suddenly tearing into the fish and chips like he hadn't eaten in days (which might be likely considering he had refused to eat the gruel he was served constantly).

"Mm. Thanks kid, but why are you doing this for me?"

"Well I figured that I would repay you for helping me out earlier."

"You didn't have to."

"I also uh-um..." Roman squirmed.

"You...what?"

"Iwannabeyourfriend!"

"What, really?" Blues asked incredulously.

"Yeah."

"But, Why"

"Well you're the only person who has helped me out and I wanna help you out y'know?"

Blues eyes narrowed "Help me with what exactly?"

Roman started squirming in place. "Well, y'know, not being alone and having someone to talk to and stuff?"

"You sure there isn't anything else?"

Roman looked at Blues for a second before sighing "I just want a friend. I haven't made a single one in this place for six years and i-"

"Wait" Blues interrupted "Did you say you haven't made any friend in the six years you've been here?"

Roman looked down dejectedly "Yeah. No one really wanted to make friends with me after i said some things about spikes mohawk. Saying stuff like that kind of made me bully bait y'know?"

Blues suddenly felt kind of bad for telling the kid to go away when he'd considered him to be friend material. After a minute of silence Blues spoke up again.

"Tell you what kid. If you wanna hang out with me then fine, just don't ask about what happened to me before i came here, ok?

Roman looked at him with the happiest smile he could muster. "You mean it?"

"Yeah, i do."

"Thank you! Thank You! Thank You! Trust me, you won't regret it!"

"I hope not. Anyways, You want to fully introduce yourself kid?."

"The names Roman. Roman Torchwick!" Roman said with a grin. "What's yours?"

Blues smiled at the kids enthusiasm as he introduced himself.

"Blues. Blues Belladonna."

Roman smiled at Blues newfound cheerfulness. "So Blues...What do we do now?

So yeah. This was my fan theory for who Blakes dad was. This idea kind of sprouted from the fact that during most of Romans fight scenes with Blake Roman doesn't really go all out on Blake but he's all to eager to take cheap shots at ruby and smack Neptune and Sun off the highway. So I kind of wondered why that was and eventually my mind managed to wander into the conclusion that roman might have been partners or even best friends with Blakes dad. Of course looking back this theory of mine probably had a lot of holes in it and volume four pretty much jossed this theory but I figured I would throw this out while the idea was still gnawing at my conscious.

Not sure when I will write the next part so the updates on this thing will be pretty sporadic, but if people are enjoying this than i will endeavor to deliver.

Also this is the first story that i have written and put effort into so if you could give some constructive criticism and help me improve than that would be greatly appreciated.