Author's note: *throws page long fics at this site* Have some monkeybusiness, acheron, bloodorange (Scarlet/Roman) and seamonkeys.

"Oh monkey boy, where do you think you're going?" Roman questioned. The faunus was attempting to get out of the bed, but Roman had wrapped a hand around his tail.

The blond let out a whimper at the feeling of his tail being grabbed. "I have class Roman. Contrary to popular belief I don't slack off all the time."

Roman stoked the tail with his thumb, "You don't attend Beacon kid, that lie doesn't work on me."

Sun sighed and turned back to look at Roman, "Okay fine, I'm trying to run. I shouldn't have come in the first place, you know I have issues with coming back all the time."

The elder sighed and sat up slightly, lying on his side with one arm propping him up. "If it bothered you that much you wouldn't come back so much."

He hated to admit it, but Roman was right. While Sun was a bit bothered that he kept coming back to the criminal, if he cared that much he would have stopped, yet here he was. Back with Roman once again. "I… I can't stick around Roman. Nep's gonna be looking for me soon, and if I'm gone all night he's gonna assume I slept with some hot chick… probably Blake."

Roman chuckled at the kid's excuse. "Well you certainly did sleep with someone, and that someone isn't done with you."

"But-" Sun started to object. However that was cut short when Roman's hand moved to stroke the base of his tail. Roman was sure that if Sun had been a cat and not a monkey he would be purring right about then. The effect that stroking his tail was always pleasing.

"You were saying?" Roman asked, smirking at the faunus.

Rather than speaking Sun moved back onto the bed, crawling on top of Roman. The blond suspected Roman knew exactly what stroking his tail did, and that's why he did it, but Sun couldn't find he cared. He curled his tail around Roman's thigh as he leaned down, pressing his lips against the ginger's.

Roman grinned when Sun returned to him. Whether he would admit it Sun was Roman's pet, and he'd been trained quite well. There was no debating this, it was simply a fact. While it was a rather enjoyable fact, it would certainly be nicer if the kid let go of his morals.


Neptune gave Roman a curious looks as he ran a hand over the older man's cheek. Normally it was smooth and always properly shaven. But today it wasn't. It looked like he hadn't shaved in several days. What had changed Neptune did not know, so naturally he would ask. "Why haven't you shaved?"

Roman chuckled, "Let's just say I'm in need of a new razor," he said. Truth be told there wasn't really a story behind it. He'd simply broken his when he dropped it a few days prior, but there's no reason to tell Neptune that.

There was a bit of hesitation as Neptune lowered his hand before Neptune asking, "Why?" He knew full well the thief could get into some weird situations, but what could he have possibly done to break a razor?

"It's not that weird honestly. You know how I use an old razor rather than one of the fancy electronic ones?" Roman asked. That much was true, but what he was about to say was a complete lie. It should warrant a reaction from the kid though, so it seemed like an amusing idea. Neptune nodded slowly, not sure where he was going with this explanation. "Well, I was mad and the animals were being lazy asses so I figured I'd have some fun with one of them. Although the only thing around with a blade was my razor and that one decided to put up a fight. Being cut to ribbons didn't seem appealing to him I guess. Needless to say, there was a fight and my razor was broken in the process."

As Roman explained Neptune's expression changed from confusion to anger. He had a problem with a number of things Roman had just said, starting with calling faunus animals. From there his frustration rose when Roman mentioned torturing one for fun. "How can you be so insensitive?" He asked, just about ready to force the man against a wall and beat the shit out of him.

The older man smirked at the obvious reaction. The kid's whole body language had changed. When the conversation started Neptune was relaxed. At this point the boy was fuming. His hands were clenched at his side, back ridged, every tell-tale sign that he was angry showed. "Easy kid, no morals. Never learned 'em remember?"

"You still have emotions! Morals or not you have a consciousness I know it!" He yelled, pointing a finger at Roman. Their relationship had never been good, but through it Neptune had seen enough of Roman that he knew the man could feel bad about things. It was never a matter of were his actions right or wrong, more a matter of how his actions impacted him. If something would have a bad impact on him, then it'd be trouble.


"Now you are not the normal trouble," Roman commented, looking at the teenager in front of him. Normally Roman ran into Red and her crew. Sometimes he'd run into the blue haired kid and the monkey, but this kid was new.

"Get used to disappointment." The teen said, idly adjusting the bandana around his neck.

Roman let his eyes trail over the teen, trying to figure out what he could about them just be observing. The first thing Roman noticed was the red hair covering their right eye, rather a lot like his own hair did. From there it was the tattoo on their face, then to the clothing they wore. He wondered briefly if the teen was simply a rather flat chested girl, or a guy who spent too much time working out his pecks, but shoved the thought from mind. It really didn't matter what gender they were, they were getting in the way. Finally his eyes rested on the whip in their hand. They were a hunter, or a hunter in training at least. "I never said I was disappointed. Just that you're not the usual trouble. It's always fun to mix things up a bit."

The teen huffed and crossed his arms, the whip still in hand as they did so. "Sounds like you're enjoying this."

"Well, I may be getting a new toy so yes, I am enjoying this. The question is, what's this toy's name?" Roman said, leaning on his cane slightly.

Again the teen huffed a him, "Wouldn't know. I don't expect you'll be getting a new toy."

Roman frowned at him. This kid was just looking for trouble wasn't he? "It seems we have a disagreement here. Because I fully expect you'll be my toy."

"Just what would you be doing with me?" the teen asked.

A smirk appeared on Roman's face, "Where's the fun in it if I tell you? It will be pleasurable I'll tell you that much. So tell me kid, what's your name?" He certainly had ideas, and for him they'd be pleasurable. For the kid, eh not so much.

The kid uncrossed their arms, idly fiddling with the whip in their hands. They were tempted to withhold their name longer but decided against it. "Scarlet. I'm assuming you're Roman Torchwick."

The man nodded. "You would be correct kid." Scarlet huh? It'd be fun to see if his blood was as red as his name suggested.


"You're kidding me! How have you never heard Fall Out Boy? They're the very definition of cool!" Sun fussed at his best friend.

Neptune shook his head, he'd heard of the band but he didn't think he'd ever actually heard their music. "Sorry man, never heard them."

Sun gaped at him, still in shock that Neptune had never heard a band as amazing as Fall Out Boy. "Okay well they're in town this weekend and I'm getting us into that concert!"

The blue haired boy hesitated, "Umm, are we going to be sneaking in or paying our way in?" he asked. If this band was as good as Sun made them out to be the concert would be sold out by now. So the obvious choice was that Sun was planning to sneak them in. Honestly it wouldn't surprise him, but he didn't think a band could be that good.

The blond smiled at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Nep, why would I ever pay for something?" Neptune sighed and dropped his head, he was right. Sun was going to sneak them in.

True to his word, Sun had managed to sneak them into the concert. It wasn't as hard as Neptune expected, but he wasn't real sure what to expect in the first place. By the time they got some nachos, by Sun's demand, and got into the auditorium they couldn't find a single place to sit. Sun didn't have a problem as it meant they'd get to stand close to the stage, but Neptune was a bit annoyed they'd be standing for so long.

As the lead singer introduced the band Neptune tried to follow along and remember names. In the end he still had to ask Sun their names, repeatedly. The only one that seemed to stick was Patrick Stump.

By the time the concert ended Neptune was hooked on them. On the way home he kept trying to sing, but failed due to not knowing the songs. Sun just laughed at him, "Nep shut up. At least until you learn the songs."

The blue haired boy grinned at his friend, slinging an arm loosely around Sun's shoulders. "Man you were right about these guys. They are amazing!"

The monkey just chuckled and leaned over, giving his friend a kiss on the cheek. "Of course I'm right."