Author's Note: I'm back. I took an unscheduled break to prevent being burned out.

And now for something different! First person narration with Sun!

I went for this style to try something different. But it also meant a lot of writing. So much I decided to do something unorthodox, and Split the chapter into three sections while still being one chapter.

This is the First which will cover one day in Sun and Neptune's adventure. The other two will be released in two days.

Until then enjoy this one for now.

The Heroes and The Queen

Revenge, Peace, Arrogance, and Survival

Chapter Ten: Mirror Eyes; Day 1

Day Three

"Sun…"

Ow, my head hurts and my eyelids feel heavy. What the heck happened? I feel so weightless and cold. Someone slip me a mickey or something? Have I been done in like so many dashing rogues before me?

"Sun…"

Yeah I'm Sun Wukong. Wait, why am I monologuing? Ow my head really hurts; I wonder if that's how Neptune's hangover felt like. Whatever, I'm just going to keep narrating to keep myself from blacking out.

Wait...I can open my eyes I think.

Oh Dust. Now I know why I felt so cold, I'm never gonna take seat-belts for granted from now on. I gotta think back on how I got here.

Oh yeah, I'm remembering: Me and Neptune got caught up in a wild conspiracy involving the White Fang, some human creep in a cheap brown suit helping them, and someone calling themselves the Wicked Queen.

And something else. Like I've been betrayed.

"Sun!"

"W-what?"

I was too scared to talk. You would be too if you were in a crumpled up cop car that was teetering precariously out of a five story building.

Seriously, everything felt like those old noir movies that I was forced to watch with Neptune in order to earn a favor.

Anyway, like all of these stories, it began with a woman.

A fellow blond beauty, a good friend of mine, named Yang Xiao-Long.

Day One

"Dude I'm so pump."

"Yeah, I would be more 'pump' if I didn't join your Film noir marathon." Seriously, those moving pictures were a snore fest; Alas, I weep for you cinematography.

"Dude come on."

Save the lowering of the heavy eyebrows and the puppy pout for those who might care. I still stand that Westerners are where they at; big damn heroes indeed.

Regardless that debate wasn't the matter right now-Westerns rule, I win.

Right now, we were here in Vale city; the nice commercial district of it. Today was a good day, and not just because stuff wasn't blowing up, but the skies over the kingdom's atmosphere had a cheery touch to it.

In between the nice and dandy, narrow and tall buildings, we were in front of the North-East Vale police station. We were lucky: from what we heard the South-West precinct had a reputation for mediocrity.

Call it 'dashing rogue' intuition but I sense that some bad clouds are coming to plot away the cheery feel of Vale. And I don't mean the literal ones coming from the north too; Hope the storm doesn't ruin my plans for the fair tomorrow.

After what seemed like forever we've made it to the VP department. "No Sun, we are not going steal a cop car." Spoilsport, you know you so would like to drive a cop-car instead of walking all over the city Dude.

The three-story building before us was greyish blue and white, tall and imposing. My tail waved wildly by itself and I couldn't hold excitement.

I was literally shaking with glee. "Oh man! I'm so stoked for this! Detective Kai is giving us our first assignment today!"

"Yeah!" reaching in for his side pocket I was curious on what he was pulling out, that is, until I got the hint.

"Dude, we gotta do it."

"Heck yeah son!"

We tap our Junior badges together as the sign that we were officially awesome.

Not so awesome was the department itself. I'll be the first one to admit that the local boys in blue were not as fantastic as I thought. Really ruining my fantasy here guys; nothing but belching overweight cops rolling their ragged and messy chairs all over the checkered floor.

The sad sight wasn't going damper me for long; or my competitive spirit.

Laughing, I shoved Neptune out of the way just for the heck of it; his face plastered against the eggshell colored wall while I ran.

At least that was the plan.

He turn the tables by grabbing me and this time I was the one against the wall while the smartass chuckled and sprinted. I wasn't going to let him win. My tailed grabbed the ceiling lights and I swung after him, running my kicks all over his maintenance hair while he called foul and I laughed outside the office.

After a brief scuffle and a resolution, we've entered the Detective's room after I knocked and she answered.

Detective Yuki Kai looked like a fusion of "by the books" specialist mix in with "to hell with danger" kinda woman. She laid back on the wooden chair admiring the open window; to be honest, the room itself was barren so there wasn't much to look at the office, she just transferred from Mistral so it made sense.

I could tell by the eyes that she was from Vacou like me. She was conservatively dressed in black dress pants, a black striped beige blouse with a loose black tie looking classic mentor already. The traces of a small bullet wound on the lower right of her jaw could tell tales already.

Though I think I was staring for a little too long.

"I know I'm good on the eyes Mr. Wukong but I'm a little too old for you." she teased.

I did my best to hide my blush while hunkering down for the inevitable teasing from a snickering Neptune.

"I hope you boys brought your 'A-game' today, because when I expect future hunters I don't expect present slackjaw fools." She told us with a bright smile. Real sassy one this one is, we've learned all too quickly on the first day.

"Y-you can count o-on us ma'am!" Dude was jittering with eagerness. What a blockhead.

"Y-yeah Detective Kai! W-we're ready!" I was far more eloquent.

Detective Kai just smirked as she whirled around on the chair and leaned over to the file cabinet next to her to grab a file folder. Shutting it close, she then haphazardly let the fat and orange folder plop on the vacant smokey-oak desktop. Saying nothing, She just playfully smiled at us, her facial expression just urged us to read the file name that was pasted on the tab.

Neptune lean in and read the tab on top. "Wicked Queen?"

"The latest threat hitting the Vale underground by storm." She got up and ambled over in front of the desk where she casually laid against it. "A moniker coined by the individual herself, apparently an aspiring kingpin that's been muscling out the competition; the criminals are ordered to submit to her will or they end up with...booboos." she snorted.

Quickly swiping the file I gave it a fast read, and boy she wasn't kidding; a lot of bad guys are ending up red and purple.

"Thanks to her, a lot of them are turning themselves in just for the protection. Sounds great on paper, but we can't trade in a few small fish for a big one."

I turn to Neptune, and you could almost see him adopting personal straight from a Noir film. "Any clear motives? Because it sounds like this 'Wicked Queen' is striving for something big in Vale."

Detective Kai shook her head somberly. "Nothing concrete that we could piece together with the evidence. Some say she had ties to the White Fang but those we took in say she works alone, nothing but a shadowy enigma in a green hood." her tune changed when she looked at us. "Which is why we inquired the two of you."

I admit that I wasn't always the first to get it. "To chase some goon with a personality? Really, why us?"

"No, because we're Hunters." Neptune started pacing in front of us with a thinking look. "I'm guessing whoever this Queen is, must be very adaptable, nay, has probably trained to use her Aura. And to match that you warranted the help of hunters in the prodigious school of Beacon, Am I correct?" I could almost see the gleam in his eye.

Dude, total dork.

After a quiet series of blinks, Detective Kai did a mock, bashful chuckle. "You were able to deduced that before I even said it, I guess you are cut up for the job."

Please don't encourage him. "I guess it makes sense. If this queen or whatever is such a hassle that the cops has to enlist our help then we'll gladly take it."

"That's what being a Hunter is all about." Neptune took the words outta my mouth.

Before we knew it I planted my tail and butt on a bubblegum covered chair on the next scenic ride to the more shady side of Vale.

As we rode the light rail over the urban scene I mulled over the hot tip she assigned to us. VP has already comb the place, but Kai has sent us to make a picture of the fuzzy eyewitness accounts of a mysterious woman who just might be the Queen that attacked a well known club in the "it" scene.

I looked over at Neptune who wore a myriad of emotions on his face. Apparently the place called "Just Right", is the same club that he and Yang hit-up a few weeks ago, during the whole "stop the conspiracy over Vale" that Ruby has led us. From what I heard this "Hei Xiong" is an information broker; huh, someone must have needed information badly.

Navigating the concrete jungle we made it to the very rough building hidden in the forgotten nook; was this club really popular in the Kingdom? In Vacou they're more flashier and bigger with bubbles and foam-Don't ask.

More troubling was the cruiser with the cherry on top out front, and the two familiar detectives exiting the place.

The bearded guy hounded at me first; Eyebrows narrowed behind the shades, showing me his smelly teeth.

I think he doesn't like me.

"Whatcha doing here for? Do I have to take you back in like the creep you are?"

I played innocent. "Woa, woa hey! I know we had our differences in the past. I hit ya face with a banana, I ruined a perfectly good banana, let's forgive and forget huh?"

Call me psychic but I'm guessing him growling meant that he didn't like me acting coy. His lanky partner then got in my face. "You boys best get out of here. This is a club for adults, no little boys allowed."

"So why don't you run along and do some paper work for Kai or something."

I seriously did not like the two. Fortunately Neptune had the cooler head out of both of us. Tall and collective, he got in between us, "Now, now, Gentlemen, we all are in the same force are we not?"

Beardo scoffed. "You're just a bunch of trainees."

"You amount to nothing." Lanky said.

"Well I'm sorry you feel that way gentlemen." he looked like he was carrying himself higher than them, good old obnoxiously confident Neptune. "But the thing is Detective Kai has sent us on our very first mission, and this club so happens to be our prime destination."

After some consideration (If these morons could think), they huffed before they got back into there car and sped off to the horizon.

All the while I was laughing my tail off. I patted Neptune's back to congratulate him, but all it did was making shiver. He exhaled so loudly I thought he was going fly away like ruptured balloon!

"Man, that was awesome! Just don't wet your pants when we enter the club."

He looked a little weak. "Thanks, I think I may need a little drink."

My lips coiled. "Dude remember yesterday?"

Couple of minutes more, Neptune composed himself, I be lying if wasn't shaking myself. He gave me a thumbs up and smile before he marched ahead.

We entered the short corridor before we made it to the doors, opening we found a couple of mooks staring at us. First eyeing me then at Neptune, staring at him lasted for some time before both look like they seen the wrath of a vengeful spirit or something.

One of them finally and hesitantly lean in really close-like towards Neptune and said: "I-is that scary blond girl here with y-you?"

Never mind Neptune, this guys almost look like they were about to wet themselves.

"No, not today." Neptune answered.

The mooks look relieved before they resigned to their jerkward charms. "Then get out, we're close!"

We didn't like that reply, but we weren't ready to start a fight yet, so we flash our badges.

"We already talk to the cops."

"Well now you're talking to us." Neptune said tersely. "And we're going to talk to your boss comprende?"

They shrugged, and let us be; I could hear them saying they're not paid enough. Practically every uniformed mook was pitching in cleaning up the place; even one wearing a bear head getup. Was he contracted to wear that all the time?

Over the bar counter a tall guy was looking abysmal; resting his chin on his palm while he drank his problems away. Dude took one look at Neptune then he sighed angrily, Don't know if that because of the last time he was here with Yang or it was just a general response to Neptune. Just kidding.

"Oh, great! beauti-ful! just want I needed!" I'ma take a wild guess that wasn't sincere. "What do you want? Don't tell me that blondie is here too."

Neptune with a playful smirk, glanced at me. "No, brought a different one."

"Don't worry bro, I'm just as destructive as the other blond, so you don't have to worry of being downgraded." I leaned in over the counter, and with my tail grabbed a nice glass of whiskey to calm his nerves and handed it to him. "We're just here to ask some quick questions on behalf of our jefe, that okay? Just nice and easy."

He yanked it and took a quick swig of it. "Whatever, even if the issuance pays up my club reputation is ruin."

Neptune hopped on the stool next to me, "I-I think take the questions from here." This wasn't going end well.

He absentmindedly took a swig of his own which set off all different sorts of alarms in me. Neptune was a volatile fusion of self-confidence and anxiousness, hard stuff mixed in turn him into a overconfident idiot with a death wish.

Oh Crud.

What I said fell on deaf ears as he adopted some kinda tough guy persona from the films he watched. To my horror the moron grabbed Junior by the red tie, and yanked as hard as he could before trying to interrogate him.

"Okay b-buddy, you going to tell me everything that happened yesterday, so spill the beans on the Wicked Queen."

The big guy was already turning red, and I started to think me and Neptune were going to end up in cement shoes pretty soon.

I saw the mooks gathering around us and I knew it wasn't good. Seizing the opportunity to de-escalate the situation; I pulled out my staff and swiped at Neptune's feet, knocking him sideways before I bopped him on the way down knocking him out cold.

I tried to salvage this by acting coy. "Come on man, we promise to behave," I reminded myself of Neptune. "Well the ones who are conscious. We'll leave as soon as you answers some questions."

Feeling merciful he let us off the hook. For now.

So I sat down to listen to his story; as it turns out it wasn't the Wicked Queen, he heard about her through the criminal grapevines, but the one involved definitely wasn't her.

The original and vagueness report told us of a concealed and shadowy woman, now it was much more than that.

The Scenario: A typical popular rave going swell until a mysterious woman in red wearing a Grimm mask, suddenly everybody found themselves taking an unexpected nap on the dance floor, Junior was the last to go.

He told me this happen soon after Yang visited here last night. When I asked why did he need to emphasis this, he said that it wasn't the first time he saw the Grimm lady.

This story happened shortly after he first met Yang a year ago.

Junior couldn't believe he had to close the club for a week for repairs; all the money down the drain because one blond girl decided to go on a rampage.

He locked the door with chains for the early night. Angry mulling over how this was going to ruin the club's reputation. Sometimes he hated being the know guy around town; what good it got him now.

His thoughts kept being interrupted by the caws of crows nearby, and they were getting to him, Junior felt himself enter a low point by yelling at them.

As he threaten to murder the murder by shaking his fist at them, he didn't noticed that he wasn't alone.

"Fragarach." a stern voice was heard along with the sharp point of a cold sword behind his neck.

The night couldn't get worse, now somebody was threatening him.

He looked behind him to see a young woman looking at him disappointingly with lilac eyes.

The situation felt calm so he examined her closely, the eyes were like blond girl which filled him with dread. Unlike her, the short wavy hair was raven colored, although it look like she was growing it. The attire wasn't at all like the blond too, just a black dress with red armor and a red sash holding around it.

With the anxious lilac eyes she examined her sword and muttered something he couldn't hear before turning to him with a different set of eye colors which made him utter: "Mirror eyes."

Her red eyes burned into his memory. "I want you to remember that." she said.

"Remember that, when Yang speaks to you again."

And in flash, the woman disappeared.

Everything suddenly felt cold and drafty. I was shock and I just gawked at him; Someone was following Yang.

It felt complicated and heavy; I needed to speak to Yang soon.

In quick succession, he earnestly told me to find the woman and drag her to prison. He didn't trust cops with the job, and then he told me to pick up Neptune before he drolled all over the floor. In his defense he kinda was.

Being a man of my word, I nodded and picked up the ditzy Neptune over my shoulders and vamoosed out of our unwelcome stay.

Dude, what an event. So far I'm trying ignore the fact that Neptune was drooling all over my shoulder as we rode the light-rail back into the pleasant side of Vale. Don't ask how I lugged the guy over from across four blocks, a bridge, and up the spiral stairs to the train.

Over the urban sprawl once again on our journey back to VP The "Someone following Yang" thing kept bugging me like a bad itch.

Back Inside the station nobody asked about me carrying Neptune on my back; this kingdom must be weird.

We made to the office to tell Kai of the report, but was met with a note on the door that she had a quick and urgent assignment just outside Vale. She won't be in until another day. She told us to have fun at the fair, See I like her better than the rest of the VP.

I sat the still dazed Neptune on the seat where I was going spin around for a few sessions before I got bored. Neptune finally woke up, and I regaled him on what happen back there. I embellish on the story, I wonder if he noticed.

"I very much doubt that there were giant robots there, and why would there be an Ursa and why would it have a gun-sword?"

Okay, is it a crime that I like to add to stories?

Before I could argue there was the light series of knocks against the door. Behind the small square of foggy glass was figure that wasn't at all enigmatic, it fetched a very, um, seductive picture. Turning around I see Neptune gawking, and I elbowed him; you have snow queen remember?

"Jerk."

"Sorry."

The familiar voice of Yang called out our names.

"Uh Y'ello? Sun, Neptune, you guys there right?"

"Yeah over here Yang come in." I said.

Opening the door she came in with a bright smile. "Hey boys, heard that you were doing your first mission today so I thought I drop by to say 'hello'." she gave the office a look around. "So I notice it's very bare here."

"So we noticed. Anyway how was the whole Atlas sponsored battle? Dija fight against robots or something." I was curious on what the event was; not everyday the world's strongest military ask you to take part in a simulation. That reminds me, why were we invited?

For a moment her lips curled into an awkward smile, like she seen a ghost or something. "You could say that." she coughed and chuckled nervously.

"You look like you have something on your mind Yang, what's up?" Neptune said.

Right on spot she looked like the epitome of nervous wreck, I'm starting to wonder if I should tell her at all about the Grimm lady. I could tell it didn't go unnoticed for Neptune; we had a sorta silent agreement to withhold it for now.

"Well you see," huffing another cough. "I was wondering if I could see the police archives."

Me and Neptune gave each other a bewildered glance. "Kinda feel like I gotta ask why." I said.

"No strange reason." she said oddly chipper; then her face faulted into frown.

"Actually no, it is a very strange reason. You see the day after the breach, I had a weird lucid dream: There was this mysterious woman who looked familiar, almost familial, she said that I should look for a symbol of the Halcyon by looking for the remnants of the Enforcers. A gut instinct told me I should look into the police archives for this."

She said it firmly but why do I feel like she wasn't telling the whole story? Wait, what did she say about a mysterious woman?

Yang with her sharp eyes took into the account that we were confused. "Yeah, a mysterious woman. Back at the tunnels I was almost done in by Torchwick's henchmen, I don't know what went up but I feel like woman was real and she did save me."

Should I tell her or not? My mind was boggling, it was huge headache, my gut told me not yet. After that incident involving Juane or Jaune or whatever a few days ago I feel like I should talk to her team first.

Neptune on the other hand felt like this was the time to tell her without consequences. Right or wrong I decided to assure my own opinion. I shoved him before he could get a word in edgewise, all he could say was- "Hey!"

"Pffft! Of course we'll take you the archives, what are friends for?" Let just say I handles it clumsy because-"Sun, about the archives; I heard anything before this year have been transferred to the Eastern Department in Industry district." Neptune said.

Now you tell me. "Crud! That's in the other side of Vale!"

Neptune rubbed his chin. "So now what are we going to do?"

"Well I can't exactly head off to the station without you guys, and Bumblebee is only a two seater." Yang took the same pose.

Yeah, where are we going to find a car?

I turn towards Yang, and already I seen the spark of wild trouble-making imagination. It was infectious, dare I say it I was envious that she beat me to the punch before I could come up with it first.

Neptune paused his pondering to look at us with our devilish smiles.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm not going to like this?"

And so all three of us headed over to the garage. After some flirting from Me and Yang towards the same guard no less, we've pick us up a nice shiny car with a red cherry on top for us to ride.

The loud engine revved up, the red sirens cried, and with the stomp of the gas pedal we were sent jumping into the streets. Yang called dibs on the wheel, and were all already on our way to the Industrial side.

She was way into enjoying her joyride. I'm a bit of a danger guy but even I was holding on to my seat-belt for the first time. Meanwhile Neptune was rolling in the backseat cage whimpering rightfully so.

Yang made full use of the sirens as the civilians gave us the right of way. I could already smell the salt air mixing in with the hot metal, better rolled up that window before that seagull aims its-oh Dust!

Wiping away the, uh airborne surprise, I started to take in the scenery; nothing but grey and white buildings with pylons ruling the sky, and this is where the department was? Was there even a chance for success? I mean, we were told the department was the worse and most incompetent in the kingdom, normally I would take the rumors with a grain of salt but even Detective Kai told us the same thing.

We finally arrived; so far it was standing. Nothing but a two story box building in the middle of factory city. The state of everything here wasn't helping its defense from the rumors at all: the cops coming in and out of the building look like they haven't slept in days, the building and the cars looked worn and attacked by the salty air.

With her hands on her hips Yang said: "Well, are you boys gonna gawk all day?" she then jogged the stairs to the brown doors.

Both of us shrugged not knowing what was in there, I braced myself for the worst.

"Would you like some big and fluffy marshmallows on your hot coco dear?" A sweet old lady in a yellow dress handed us a cup of coco and I couldn't believe it.

"Um no I'm good, thank you, thanks."

She nodded as all of us were seated in the anteroom. The sweet elderly woman, Mrs. Graham, is the wife of the grumpy old chief working behind the tall desk over yonder along with some sleeping cop who looked like he earned it.

I think we took this department all wrong. They were the competent ones; there were hardly any cops here, all the men and woman look overworked but they just kept marching forward.

The chief clanged the phone on the desk and sighed, pushing up his small glasses and rubbing the fairydust out of his eyes. He was a short stature old man with frizzy hair with an even shorter fuse.

"Okay, Like I said we're busy here." he harshly shuffled some papers, pointing his rosy round nose at us. "So tell us what you want or get out. You know what, never mind, get out!"

"Dear!" his wife scowl at him, "If these kids came here then it must be for a very good reason."

I stood up and walked over to him. "Yo! It is for a very good reason chief," I point at Yang, "You see our friend here, Yang , is desperately seeking some answers that only the archives can provide." I showed him my badge. "After all, isn't being a cop if you can't help citizens in need."

Like a big hawk he just stared at us, but it seem his icy heart melted. Although the snoring of the guy next to him fired it up beyond believe.

"Koft Bean!" he yelled.

The shrieking woke him up pretty quickly. "W-what?!"

In a restraining voice the grumpy chief told him: "Take the Jr detectives to the archives, make sure they don't mess anything up."

And so we followed the sleepy cop as he waddle over to a large room: very Gothic and pale in appearance, only the windows shined any light. After the narcoleptic guy collapse on nearest chair in the corner, We all headed for the cabinets.

Neptune snooped the file that Yang needed.

She quickly snatched the thick file and sat over one of two available round desk under the green shaded lights buzzing. Yang had the desperate look on her eye while her hands rifled through papers.

On other table we watched; Neptune back away from the spectacle, mite scared, I was bit concerned too. Among the sounds of her work, he took me into a private conversation.

"So are we not telling her or not?" he harshly whispered.

"Dude no," It was a conundrum; a double-edged sword. "You see how she is right now. I rather her team hear about it first," I covered my face.

"Well someone is following her, she has to know!" Stop sounding reasonable, my gut tells me otherwise.

"Her team first!" I snapped back.

Before we could continue, Yang dropped the file between us. Okay, that was an oddly placed dramatic event to pause us, why here?

"Lighting." she said monotonously before taking out her scroll.

I leaned back and peek at the other table; sure enough the buzzing light went dead.

Shifting my eyes over to the laminated illustrations that Yang was taking a photo of: it was a symbol of a small bird, long beak and a short wavy tail, in the colors of red, purple and black. Halcyon was marked under it. She took another photo for future reference; I don't think Yang is reckless enough to take evidence anyway.

It was time for us to leave, but before we did I headed over to the sleeping cop to give him a heads up.

And also a question I want to ask.

"Hey Dude," It took a mean shake of his shoulder to jolt him awake.

"Oh, you (Yawn) done." he rubbed his short brown hair and then his face trying to replenish some energy back I guess.

"Yeah we are. Say I gotta asked, why is everyone in this department so bushed? From what the other department told us you guys were the worst cops in the kingdom, I guess I shouldn't believe slander but you guys look like you're working your butts off."

"Well (Yawn) you see…"

With a doleful and tried look he proceeded to tell me about how this department is getting swamped with tackling most of the Vale city's illegal activities. Apparently the White Fang have been practically moving freely around this side and has been staging a large operation around an empty farm plot called "Pink Grape avenue" in the agricultural area.

When I ask why isn't both departments cooperating to stop them, he said the council hasn't granted jurisdiction on them, and that the West department had a sting being worked on but nothing has ever come up. This is insane! Why has nothing come up?

Before I could ask more questions, Neptune tapped be on the shoulder looking sympathetic; Officer Bean went back to sleep.

I think you earn it dude.

Shutting the door real quiet-like, we've made it back to the anteroom where we stepped in the middle of a tender argument between the Grahams.

"No dear." Mrs. Graham expressed a sorrowful smile.

Meanwhile the chief was more anxious than angry. "Please hun, go tell Bean that I relieved him for the day, and that I'll be taking the rest of his shift. And then tell him to drop you off at home on the way."

"I will tell the poor boy but after that! I'm staying right here with you, so you have something look forward to."

"Hun, the only thing I look forward to is coming home to you. You being here is counterproductive, please go home."

"Nonsense dear, I miss you, and I'll stay as long as you do."

"Aww!"

Me and Yang turned around to see Neptune in the middle of realization, hiding the biggest blush he had before trying to play it cool. Hehe, you big softly; okay, I admit I was a bit choke up too. I kinda hope to have what the Grahams have one day.

Shut up okay?

Well, not being the kinda guy who like to spoil the sappy stuff, I urged the rest to head on out for the exit after we said our thanks and waved our goodbyes.

In a change of pace Yang asked me to take the wheel; Well she muttered it but I got the hint that she wanted to be left alone with her thoughts at the back of the cruiser. I slid across the hood (always wanted to do that) and landed on the driver seat where Neptune was already buckled up after calling shotgun.

I always wanted to drive a cop car, with the cherry blaring and everything. But the events that happen and Neptune's repetitive dashboard tapping drowning out even my thoughts, the opportunity became moot. The leisure drive was winding down as everyone's second favorite sun was setting on the horizon.

Arriving at the Airship docks to Beacon I was psyching myself up for the inevitable tongue-lashing the chief was going to give me. As Yang left, weakly telling us her goodbye and thanks as she dealt with own problems. Neptune decided to stay, and ask me a question out of the blue.

"What do I like Blake?" I repeated again, surprised as all get out.

And Dude just nodded as he awaited for my answer, that-that just personal dude! I don't know the reason for this randomly placed question! Jeez this is confusing, but I'll guess I'll talk from the heart.

I admit, it was shallow reason at first; she was cute girl in black bow, I was over the moon when I learned she was going to Beacon too, you know I can talk to her without looking all weird and stuff.

Then it became something more, something not so superficially. Past that, I saw her no longer as cute girl, but as someone who needed a hand-Even if she was too stubborn to admit it.

Then feelings started to appear, and I was feeling all weak knee-like.

Dude, I don't know what it was, but the closer I got with her the closer I've come some conclusion. And when I got to that conclusion, all my charms and social competence fell flatter than a house of cards.

Spilling my guts out for Blake was no easy task.

Frustrated, I ask why he needed to know, bro just smirked and pushed me off the car and took the driver's seat. "Hey, I think it be better off if I took the wheel and the inevitable heat. Come on, enjoy the day tomorrow with Blake. I bet you like it more than being lectured back at the department by some fat lazy cops."

I looked at him stunned. "Man, are you sure? You're going to end up in so much trouble if you take the fall!"

He shrugged like it was nothing. Sure, at the end of the day he is a kinda superficial guy that tries too hard, but who here (including yours truly) hasn't been guilty of that? Deep down he is a really cool guy.

"It's alright, though I won't be in the fair until later on, so give this to Weiss when you see her okay?"

I took a took the neat and sparsely gilded envelope off his hand. "Just don't read it okay?" we pumped our fist before he drove off.

Being a curious monkey I was totally tempted to read it.

Anyway, I was looking forward to tomorrow.

Author's final Note: Tomorrow I'll released the second day, then next the Third day after which will conclude Chapter Ten.