So starting this chapter I'd like to talk about this story's biggest inspiration, another fic by the name of Eugenics. Eugenics is an Au fic i like a lot. I also have some issues with it. Well if you don't like it, you make your own right?Well here we are, just so you know my world building is gonna differ greatly from Eugenics. Yeah the whole tested when you seventeen/drafted to fight grimm is still a core part But i want to make it more natural. Societies are complex but when push come to shove you have to be getting something out of it or else why are you even following the rules? I wanna refrain from that word in general and any sort of black and white morality. I always felt Eugenics placed the blame too squarely on the system itself.

Jaune could still taste the gastric acid on the back of his throat. He couldn't tell if it was sea sickness, it might have been the nerves. After all today just had to be the most stressful day of his young life.

He looked over himself once more. Somehow he had wrangled his straw locks into an almost presentable shape. The suit was ready for him on the boat; a white double button suit with a honey undershirt and surprisingly comfortable brown moccasins. He looked good, or at least he felt presentable. The jacket pocket was embroidered with the sigil of his family, Jaune had to wonder how they had done that in the time it took to leave the test site and board the boat.

He was nervous, but briefly wondered if it meant anything. After all they would be wed regardless of first impressions. Thoughts of his own mother ran through his head.

"I would prefer if you don't hate me…" Jaune said to no one as he loosed the tied around his neck throwing it over the bed of the cabin. A harmless act of defiance, Jaune would have at least one say in his own wedding day.

Even now the room rocket slowly with the sounds of the sea. The sharp smelt of salt had a sobering aspect this early in the morning. The mist made it all but impossible, to discern the ships location, yet he knew they would arrive soon.

Jaune's was in awe of it all.There was motion -people involved and Jobs to be done. The train was on its tracks and now not even nature itself seemed to be able to slow the bureaucratic force that now compelled his life forth. He almost felt as if he was letting the captain and huntsmen that brought him here down, by not being entirely with the program.

The ship bellowed and through his window Jaune could see the light house beckoning entry to the their destination through the mist.

At Least he wouldn't have to sleep on a boat for one more night. That is Assuming he would stay in Vale.

The ship docked on the port and just as when he left mistral there was already a car waiting for him. A driver and what seemed to be bodyguards all stood just a few steps away from the off ramp. The looked to him but where rather neutral in their disposition.

"Mister Arc… this way." Said the elderly driver.

The car ride while not long, was tense and quiet. Then men who rode on either side of wore neat black suits never spoke. They eyed Jaune with what seemed like curiosity but only for so long as they then moved to scan the outside as the drove through.

He failed to see the need for bodyguards. Huntsmen at sea were on thing but he wasn't being protected from grimm on the crowded streets of Vale. Even though sea travel was safer than land travel grimm were still to be expected. On the capital city however there was no grimm to fear. Who would seek to stop Jaune? Or maybe these men were here to make sure he did not shirk his duties.

They arrived soon at a building that appeared to be a stadium. It was large oval building made up of mostly metal and painted concrete. From the highway Jaune saw that it seemed to have a opened roof. In the vein of a massive stadium, there was an equally massive parking lot out in front and practically all spots seemed to be taken. Various cars when in and out as did people through the main entrance.

The drive rode off leaving Jaune with the quiet huntsmen just in front of the main entrance.

"Jaune." He was brought out of little world by the familiar Voice of his father.

"Dad…!" turned to see see his father and battalion of little white clad girls trail behind him. Sapphron was holding Verte and Blanc's hands while Blanc's hand while Blu walk holding tightly onto her father coat.

" How'd you make it here?" He sure had not had told them where he was mainly because he didn't know where he was going.

"The woman who worked on your case, she told me where you were going. We took the fastest bullhead to Vale." His father answer.

"You look so good brother!" called out a Sapphron.

Jaune could only laugh at her antics.

"I didn't think they would try to marry you off so young. This usually only happens to veterans." his father said.

"So who's the lucky lady?" Asked Noir in a snarky tone.

"I haven't met her yet." Jaune said instantly picking up on her tone. Noir was always a little difficult, she unlike he and Sapphron, Noir was still young when their mother took up the bottle.

"Maybe it's some big soldier woman with lots of scars!" She said.

"Noir!" Their father called.

"It's fine dad." Jaune said, he knew Noir was just lashing out.

Verte shyly approach her brother. She looked up to him with her hands at the hem of her skirt. Jaune returns a kind smile and takes her onto his arms. "Hey Verte… see? Big brother's just fine."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Rouge asked. To be frank Jaune was still nervous but he had to be strong for the others.

"I was a little seasick, this morning but now I'm right as rain!" Jaune said with forced myrth.

"So what is this place?" From the outside it looked like a stadium but inside was in complete dissonance with that idea. The lobby was spacious and polished to a mirror shine. He could see his reflection on the marvelled floors and the wood of the desks and seats was reflect both natural light, and the light of the chandelier above. This was far from any seedy sports venue Jaune had ever been too.

Like a courthouse, every man woman and child that walk through the doors was dressed their best. Suits and evening dresses all about. No only that the amount of people here was staggering moving too and fro,talking on scrolls. Jaune wasn't stupid he put two and two together and knew he would be wed here but Mistral didn't have a building quite like this.

"This is Vale's lunar Amphitheater." His father said. "All government arranged marriages are publicly announced and for the sake of transparency happen here, where the public can witness."

"Mister Arc! Right this way please." He heard someone call. Jaune didn't really want to say goodbye to his family but he had to be strong.

"Well at least we will be here to see…" Rogue sounded rather sad. Jaune hugged her tight. Still having verte in his arms the young was sort of squished between her siblings. Sapphron joined in and so did the others, save for Noir. Until their father dragged along with him to join the hug.

"I glad you're all here with me. Don't worry things will be fine." Jaune said.

"Mister Arc…!" the inpatient stewardess said.

After several more minutes, marked only by the foot taping of the stewardess, Jaune managed to free himself from his family's embraces. Just knowing they would be here for him alleviates Jaune's worrying heart. Perhaps his family won't be so out of reach when he's married and living away. He waved to his family on last time.

"Keep an eye out for my big moment." Jaune said then with eyes firmly set forth Jaune walked away with the stewardess.

She led Jaune down a less populated passage, and inside an unassuming elevator. The elevator kept going down and down. Having previously been on the first it surprised Jaune just how deeply they descended. The woman next to him said nothing instead instead fiddling a large scroll in hand.

"What can you tell me about my bride?" Jaune tried breaking the ice. The abrasive woman said nothing for a while looking through her scroll. Just as Jaune was about to give on ever getting an answer.

"I wasn't here when she can in, but coworkers told me she's young like you." The woman said. "She's also not in the records,No aura charts or family record."

"What? How can that be?" Jaune asked a little worried.

If the woman even heard Jaune's question she ignore it. "A boy straight from testing and girl without records... this whole case is sketchy."

Before Jaune could get another word in the doors opened and the woman was well on way and Jaune followed suit. There was a small desk from which another worker shot Jaune some curious glances. Turning into a long dark corridor they passed door after door. Just where there seemed to be no natural light they stopped in front a door identical to the ten or so they just passed.

"She is behind this door…" the woman said.

Jaune briefly considered making a jab about it being bad luck to see her but stopped when he considered she's probably heard it before. The stewardess filled with the scroll and strotted off with a word in the same direction they came. Leaving Jaune alone in front of the door.

He stood there for a moment formulating an attack plan. Despite having been in a relationship with Pyrrha Jaune wouldn't say he's all that versed in romance. Pyrrha was the one infatuated with him at first. That's not to say Jaune didn't put his own into the relationship but as far as approaching girls… Well his record was a small list of embarrassments. Pair the inexperience with the uncomfortable situation, and you have a recipe for a bewildered Jaune arc.

He didn't know how long he could afford to stand there. With a sigh the door creaked open.

The room was almost pitch black except for soft light emanating from the vanity desk inside. Jaune could see the contours of a unmistakably womanly figure. This was his wife… Jaune thought to himself as he stepped inside the dark room. Feeling around for the light which Jaune was startled when the lights flew on.

Staring back at him was a young girl with reflective silver eyes the likes of which Jaune had never seen. Her hair was also strange in that it was black the roots yet phased to a deep red as it move to the tips which end at her shoulders. She was Clad in a beautiful white dress that ran down to the very floor. She had an uneasy look in her eyes and her makeup was poorly applied and at places runny.

For the first time it crossed Jaune's mind that this was just as if not more stressful for her than it is for him. In stature and posture she reminded him of his sisters whom he loved so much.

The silence was uncomfortable, Jaunce could feeling himself beginning to sweat. He conflicting feelings aside this was their first impression and Jaune was feeling the pressure. 'Say something you idiot!' He told himself just before swallowing the knot in his throat.

"I'm Ruby…" she said in a quiet voice.

"My name's Jaune Arc." Jaune said.

"Ruby...Arc she said not to him but rather herself. She offered him a smile which was not all that convincing. "It might take some getting used to…"

"You don't have to change your name if you don't want too…" Jaune said somewhat sure there was no actual rule forcing her to take his name. His mother never addressed herself as an Arc.

"Is that true?" She asks.

" Yeah! It might be cold comfort but…" Jaune was looking for a way to comfort her.

"Then how about… Ruby Rose-Arc." Ruby said.

"Rose is your last name?" Jaune asked to which Ruby nodded. "It's a beautiful name… Ruby Rose"

"T-thank you…" Ruby sounded genuinely flattered. The silence returned though now there was less tension in the air.

"Hey-" "Listen." They spoke over each other.

"You first…" she said. 'My goodness this is awkward' Jaune thought.

"Listen Ruby, I know things are complicated and… awkward. I want you to know that I want us to be get along, to be friends." 'There I go again preaching' Jaune though, he just wanted them to get along but he didn't know if him going on a spiel like that would. Jaune began to fear that she found him cheesy or naive. Then Ruby ran to his arms with speed beelaying her stature.

He could feel her shaking in his arms little gasp quietly escaping her as clung to him. Jaune was a little lost, had he just like that won her over? Or perhaps this was all the culmination of a struggle Jaune had no knowledge about. Either way knew one thing for sure he was going to stand by Ruby Rose. That was a husband was supposed to do right?

I gotta say if you were expecting anything but Lancaster you must not know who I am. All in all this is going a lot slower that want it to. This is half of what I originally intended this chapter to be. I was gonna have the wedding be in this chapter as well. But it got a little too long for that. I already wrote their first meeting as an emotional climax so the rest of it would fit awkwardly with this. So doing it in twos.Tell me what you thought don't worry about criticism I'm a big boy i can take it.