A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fanfic and par for the course, I'm heading into this with no story arc planned out. All i know is that it will be adorable and sad at parts. in a way, I'm reading this for the first time, just like you. anyways this will be a Seamonkeys story aka Sun/Neptune ship.

A young boy sits in water. His back turned to the ocean surrounding Minstral. He is looking at his mother, her blonde hair flowing in the wind. She is trying to say something, but the boy can't hear her with the wind howling in his ears. He stands up, trying to hear her better. He cups his hand behind his ear, his hand brushing against his bright blue hair. The boy grips his father's work goggles, not wanting to let go of them. They'd just came back from his funeral after a work accident had taken him from the boy and his mother. They had decided to visit his father's favourite place. To say good bye. Tears well in the boys eyes at the memory of his father. He didn't want to say goodbye. With his head bent looking down at the sand beneath the water, he turns and runs further into the ocean. He didn't care whatever it was his mother was trying to tell him. He never noticed the tidal wave heading towards him.

ooOooo

Neptune wakes up in a bed that isn't his. He looks around the room. White walls with grandiose marble arches on either side of a glass double door that takes up space from the ceiling to the floor. the room is massive, and the door leads out to a balcony. Blue is the only other colour in the room, and surprisingly, there is an actual suit of armour staring back at him from the wall opposite to the bed. Neptune looks down on the other side of the bed. white hair sticking out of a tight ponytail peeks out of the sheets.

shit. I bagged an heiress last night.The blue haired man walks over to an arm chair where his trademarked red velvet jacket and goggles were draped over it. the jacket had been a gift from a client who had taken a shine to him. That had been at the beginning of his 'career'. he kept the jacket because it looked good on him, the deep red really bringing out the blue in his hair and his eyes. Neptune checked the secret pocket in his coat. the money was there. He cursed to himself. Rule one of the job. never fall asleep in a clients bed, just pretend to. unless told otherwise. often clients request that he leave afterwards, preferring to be discreet about the situation, for varying reasons. The man quickly got changed and walked towards the balcony. It was a cold night, but he didn't think Wiess Schnee felt the cold. He opened the door, closed it quietly and jumped off the platform. he was used to this sort of exit. He landed on the ground with ease and walked away.

OooOoooooo

Sunlight and the sound of a bed creaking from the room next to him woke the blonde. he groaned. they were at it again. his parents, having their make-up fuck for third consecutive day this week. his father was a faunus just like his Sun.

/bad pun i know. don't leave haha/

His father Cartus had scaley hands, which his mother Delilah was obviously enjoying at the moment. Sun sat up in his bed. There was no use in trying to go back to sleep now. the moans of his mother were so loud. no one should have to hear their parents copulating. The blonde wondered how his parents got together in the first place. his father was a member of the white fang and is usually high on coke. his mother was an unemployed drunk usually in the embrace of the next door neighbor. Cartus didn't know about that. yet. No, they're making up for the fight they had last night, about the lack of funds they had for their vices.

Sun gets changed into his usual; a white dress shirt he never bothered to button up and jeans. then finally his armor that covered his forearms. he didn't need any more armor than that. he left his room and then his house. He needed a drink.