Judgement of the Council: Chapter 18 OVA 7

DESTIN: (Beacon hallway 8:20 PM, enroute to the cafe...)

After Robin was kindly escorted out of the area by the student council and Judgement, or kidnapped Hero might say. Hero and Destin are roaming the once again busy hallways of Beacon Academy. For the occasion both were dressed in the standard Beacon uniforms, though Destin wore his pink leather jacket over the black school blazer with gold trimming.

Hero now had a long red hair tie, wrapped around on cat ear and around his head like a crown and tied in the middle. Two red strands swayed down his back from his movements. His hair had started to grow out, near shaggy and almost touching his shoulders.

"So how's she fitting in?"

"A whole lot better then I thought she would, clearly. Robin actually seems, very happy. I've never thought I'd be able to see this side of her, and I'm very thankful for what Opal has done for her. Her and Ariel get into it more and more, and Ari is over playing nice." Hero chuckled, "But it's all in good fun. Peach and her have fully accepted Robin into team HARP. I don't think I could ask for anything else honestly, maybe one thing, but you know..."

"I know... but good, I'm glad she's fitting in, shes come a long way from when she first showed up." Destin stroked his beard, "I still want a rematch, though technically I never lost to her that one time." Hero grunted,

"Yeah, tell me about it. But who was toying with whom?"

"Uhh..." He continued to stroke his thick mane, "Hmm, avoid getting touched right? If I lost my semblance, big whoop. Yeah its great to have, but it's not like I need it to win a fight. Sure it gives me an advantage, but I have much more at my disposal. Plus, skill, experience."

"And your dust awful luck," Hero tossed a Dr Dust towards Destin, who caught it in kind, "don't open that right away. As I was saying, you do have terrible luck."

"You act like this is news, this is a known fact." Destin gripped the top of the can, "Thanks, for the warning as well. But sometimes you gotta live your live your life on the wild side my friend." He popped it open and caught the escaping liquid as it burst out, than drank the beverage in five large gulps. "Ahhhh!! That's some good stuff!"

"Quite the drinker."

"Pop, yes. Beer or those types of drinks, hell no!"

"So, dust, but not drinks. Morals."

"Hey, don't judge me, I got standards." Hero chuckled as they turned the corner.

Following the spar games initiation, Robin was declared a full student of the Beacon Academy, as well as defeated the undefeated leader of the Judgement squad, Robin was offered a honorary position on the security committee. Destin could tell from the huge smile on Hero's face that he was a very proud and pleased person.

"Things seem to be moving fast, and she really made a 180. If I didn't know any bet-"

"There you are cutie! And you too Density!" Destin cringed at the voice as he turned and faced a grinning Sangria Roja, red headed glasses wearing pest. A decent fighter, but her attitude and personality desperately needed work. "Priority message from Chief Wobbly Wobs."

"Chief who?" Hero asked as Destin shook his head.

"You too? Geez." Hero glanced at him with a raised brow. "Chris, blame Chris. She's talking about the student council president."

"Bingo Density. She needs to see Hero ASAP. No excuses, and as usual I'm the messenger." Hero nodded,

"If that's what she wants, the President's wish is my command."

"That's the spirit Hero boy!"

"Where is she?"

"A sweet little spot in Vale."

"Okay, I'll have to see about getting a Bullhead." Hero replied as Sangrias grin spread even thicker.

"That won't be necessary my future furry friend." Destin seen her scroll come out and her hand shot out towards Hero.

"It's a trap!" He shouted as he leapt for Hero, who was turning with a consoling look on his face. But it was to late, as the instant he grabbed his arm, his vision shifted and he was no longer in the hallway, but now inside of a humid and muggy, brightly lit wood paneled room.

"Hehehe..." *SNAP!* Destin spun around to face a girl in platinum blonde short twin tailed ringlets wearing nothing but a towel over her slim body. Her silver eyes gleamed behind her white eye glasses. "Hehehe, welcome big boys! The rumors are true Spartan ol boy, nine inches on the mark ya know!" The girl cheesed and blushed as she threw a towel towards Hero who caught it with one arm. It was then Destin noticed they both were fully naked.

"What the hell?!" Destin questioned as he tried to cover himself up with his hands while Hero wrapped the towel around himself, smirking in Destins direction.

"I was saying something about awful luck?" He chuckled again,

"That's just wrong bro."

"Sorry-" Hero started to say as the girl interrupted him.

"Didn't expect to see you here, wanna be perv, there can only be one pervert, and that's me ya know! Heh!" The girl declared as she fixed her glasses. "Linen Shuri, number four top dog here and better known as Pervette ya know!" She said proudly with a wide grin. "Pleasure to meet you rookie!"

"Yes yes I know," unfortunately, "Your proud of being called that?!" He replied as she then grabbed Hero by the arm and bolted through a doorway with beads hanging as the door, leaving Destin alone without a single word in the room trying to cover up his precious man parts. "Hey!... "... Why me...

"Welcome master!" He turned his head to see a pink haired bunny faunus, causing his face to blush.

"Uh, Magenta? Please, you don't have to call me master. What are you doing here?" she was dressed in a pink and purple maids uniform, and damn did she look good.

"Oh but I insist master! Wait here, I will bring you a towel at once master!" Magenta bowed as she turned and walked around into a closet behind her.

"Don't be a pleb mon." A familiar voice said behind him as someone snaked an arm around his shoulders. He turned and looked into the face of Cinimon Misaka, his pink dreads draping down half of his face and a lop sided grin plastered on it. He was not only grinning and touching Destin, but was also naked himself, making zero effort to cover up.

"Dude what the hell?!" He cried out as he tried to break the arm lock the pink dreaded man had on him.

"Be easy mon, I don't bite hard daddy." He purred.

"Why..." Destin moaned. "I'm not kidding!"

"Here you are masters!" Magenta returned with a towel in her hand as Destin used his semblance to break the head lock, get away and cover himself up. He could now feel his face burning. Something was off when he looked towards Magenta, beside her was another spitting image of her. Twins?

"Thanks kiddos." Cinimon reached out for one and Destin quickly took his and wrapped himself around the waist as the two Magentas bowed.

"Thank you so much, I didn't want to scar anyone while walking around here."

"It's our pleasure Masters!" They both said in unison.

"I wouldn't mind the show at all." Cinimon winked and beamed, Destin completely ignored him.

"Uh, Magenta, this your day job or something? You never said anything about a twin, or a day job."

"Me master? No silly my name is Coral, and this is my sister Fuchsia, your talking about our older sister Magenta. We're triplets!" Both girls bowed low as his mouth hung open.

"We hope you enjoy your stay Master! And sorry for the confusion!" They both said together with wide and welcoming smiles, it was then that he noticed the first one had red eyes, the second had green. Destin was about to rub the back of his neck when he felt a arm snake around his back again.

"Dude! Personal space much!" He turned to face Cinimon and noticed his serious stare.

"Like the sisters mon?"

"She never told me about them, I thought I was dreaming until someone wrapped their arm around me."

"Heh, good. Look mon, I need to prepare you before you step through those beads, it's a whole nother world mon, trust! The main chamber is coed, girls and boys. I know you want to cease the perv calling, so I'm doing you a favor. There is alot of half naked women in there, and one is fully nude." Destin felt his head involuntary snap back.

"What? Your kidding..."

"Not at all." He nodded, "One Opal Daichi, proud and fearless, also proud of her body. She has no shame."

"Hmm..." after a quick thought he could see it, she was certainly prideful, and with good reason. She was just Beacons number one after all. Cinimon leaned in close and dropped his voice.

"So don't get caught staring or she will punish you, trust me. And certainly don't catch a stiffy daddy." He purred,

"Dude, why are you whispering in my ear? And cut the daddy crap already man, that's not cool." Destin tried to push the older pink haired man away, but Cinimon held on tight.

"Stop acting like a little girl, we're both dudes mon."

"This is true. So as us both being dudes, please stop calling me daddy. This is me asking dude to dude. Personal space as well please."

"When you spend four years of nothing but hunting creatures of Grimm among fellow Huntsmen and Huntresses in groups of 10 with nothing but a small dark cave in temperatures below freezing for shelter, you can talk to me about personal space mon." He said with a grin. "Huddled together with a group of guys, always a good time."

"Oh wow. That must have been fun, at least you had people with you and your not a lone wolf type Huntsman."

"The kid says fun."

"Not kid..." Cinimon broke out into laughter.

"Triple S class rated missions that require no less then 20 Hunters." Destin knew of the so called S rated missions, his Knights were only cleared for B rated and below, even those could prove a challenge from time to time. "My team now has 10, when we started 3 years ago there were 35 of us. Our mission is disrupting high profile nests in harsh environments. It's typically, not fun. What's fun is being called back to the chushy Beacon Academy and playing with all the little kids."

"You know how bad that sounds right?" Destin shook his head as Cinimon grinned.

"Right on mon. Everyday to me is a fight just for survival, now I'm just relaxing while a small herd of Goliaths storm here, no biggie bro. I can play all day!"

"Okay I'm going in man."

"Hold on kid,"

"Not a kid..."

"The other night when you went out with my sister, thanks for keeping her company even though your rep in our game was on the line. Priorities daddy!"

"And on that note..." Destin ducked under his arm, and made for the archway. Destin and Cinimon both pushed there way through the beaded archway and took in the spectacle before them. The main bathing area was large enough to fit at least 10 Teams and maybe a Bullhead or two.

A huge shallow pool with various waterfalls around the edges, sat in the middle with steam rising gently. Stones of all colors shapes and sizes were littered around the edge of the walkway and lounging area just before the pool. All around the walls were lush green bamboo stalks with pink rose's growing off of them, a cherry blossom in full bloom sat in the back corner at the foot of a small pond with a bench. The ceiling was cut away showing nothing but the glistening stars in the night sky.

As Destin scanned the room, he recognized many faces and members of Team MELN and OPAL, who were seated in the spa off to the left wrapped in nothing but towels. Team VDKA and PYNK were conversing off to the left. Four people stood in the middle, a chipper looking Robin and Hero who was smiling and rubbing the top of her head, both in towels. Magenta, her slender caramel colored skin dripping with water and persperation wrapped in a towel, and a second towel holding her hair up with her pink bunny ears sticking straight up out the top. A proud grin on her face as she wrapped her arms around Robin. Opal, who ditched the towel idea and wore a green string that covered ONLY the necessities, two circles and a rectangular patch, all connected by string is what she used to hide only what she needed, the rest was exposed. For such a tall and strong female, he was expecting her to be super beastly and muscular. In actuality she was definitely well toned and built, but she was only slightly ripped, and her curves were rounded perfectly, smooth...

"Careful daddy." Cinimon whispered in his ear.

"Bro what the hell?"

"Tsk, if Quake caught you staring at her the way you just were, she would give you front row seats and wrap you around her neck like a scarf for the rest of the meeting bro! Haha!"

"Meeting?"

"Ya mon. This is where the security committee conducts private council meetings and debates."

"Perks..." a dark red headed girl with pink eyes with red and pink bows in her hair, stood up and strolled over to the few gathered in the middle.

"Speaking of which, that girl your checking out is the Vice President."

"That's cool I guess." He said, partly not caring.

"She's also second in command of the Cinilover clan, Persia Peace, or her gamer tag, APEACEFUL'Death."

"... a peaceful death... !!!! What!?"

"That's right mon, little girl over there is the one who moped up you and your boy. The one who spanked the Spartan and the Colossus at there own game, straight shitted on mon!" The name, brutal match, and horrendous insults all came quickly to mind, and he was face to face with his mortal enemy.

"YOU!" He called out with his finger pointed in her direction, "Die!"

"..." The room went silent as he remembered where he actually was, in a room full of students and her peers and friends. With a look of confusion on her face, she placed one finger on her lips, and the other on her hip.

"Who, me?" She asked sweetly in the most angelic voice he ever heard, instantly making his knees weak and his heart stop. "Oh, wait... your that pink faggy Spartan kid!" She remarked with a sneer and a evil grin, her face turning from angelic to devilish in an instant.

"Not a kid..." he had to keep his cool, he can't lose control again.

"Your shit game skills and that fugly pink jacket make me sick to my stomach!"

"You shut your whore mouth iron board chest. Shouldn't you be on the Itty bitty titty committee instead of the security committee?"

"Oh shit mon!" Exclaimed Cinimon as he broke out into laughter as Destin realized again where he was, a small number joined in with hushed chuckles.

"Oh no. No no no no no." She raised her hand as a red guitar appeared in it, she spun it and grabbed a trigger on the side just as the ground shook slightly, drawing the attention away from them over to Opal who had her hands crossed across her chest.

"Destin, welcome to our PRIVATE, last minute, relaxing council meeting. We're honored by your presence as a guest, and as such you will be treated as one. However..." her eyes shot open as she glared down at Destin, her near nude and toned body towering over him with intensity. "While here, you will act correctly. Please don't cause a commotion. Clear?"

"Yes, your right. Forgive me Officer Daichi," he faced the entire room, "Forgive me as well Judgement and Council members." He bowed low as he spoke.

"Such manners!"

"Your forgiven cutie!"

"Its cool."

"That's right pinky, you take your pink shit somewhere-"

WHACK!*

"That's enough Persia." Magenta whacked the evil girl on her head with her fan and pointed it at Persia, the other hand keeping her towel in place, just in case. "I will not stand by while you bad mouth the most holy color of the gods, and I won't have you bad mouthing my boy-" she slapped her mouth and froze, her face lit up like a steamed crab as her ears folded back. Now everyone had her clear and undivided attention.

"Your, WHAT!?" The pink ram Eugenia demanded to know,

"She didn't mean..."

"She... couldn't..." The room went silent as Magenta fidgeted in place while holding her arm.

"My... don't... DON'T BAD MOUTH MY BOYFRIEND!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs for all to clearly hear, both her ears sticking straight up and her eyes closed tightly.

"Say what?!?!" Magentas eyes finally snapped opened as she looked around the room as all the shocked, stunned and confused eyes were all focused on her, but no one said a word but Eugenia. Destin felt a hand on his shoulder,

"Oh really, mon? Is she serious?" He glared down at Destin with murderous intent. "You didn't tell me about that."

"Uh... b-boyfriend..." Destin whispered to himself.

"Drinks!" Called a red bunny faunus carrying a tray of drinks, three more bunny faunus followed with trays as well, "And snacks, as... well?" All three glanced around the room at the silent kids all staring at those in the middle of the room.

"Well, this is interesting."

"Ah em!" Opal cleared her throat loudly, "Madem President, I suggest you use the back store room, Spartan, you as well." She gestured to a door in the back left off the edge of the walkway. "There, go, talk. Maids, our drinks please." Opal folded her arms as the three maids split up and started handing drinks out.

"Uh..." Destin scratched the top of his head as he hesitantly made his way over over to the door with all eyes glued to him. Magenta quickly made her way over, avoiding all eye contact. She stepped through the door and flipped on the light switch. Destin stepped in after her and closed the door behind him. It was basically a small storage closet filled with towels and cleaning supplies. Magenta turned her back to the wall and faced him, though her head was down and she was holding her left arm with her right hand, suddenly shy and bashful. Being this close to her in the small room, he could fully smell her sweet aroma.

Had she really called him her boyfriend? But how? Where was he when this was established? And now here they were, alone, in this small room, his top crush and arguably the most beautiful girl in the school stood in front of him wrapped in nothing but a towel and her exposed body dripping wet. *GULP* He felt his cheeks burn as they stood there in silence. Was she waiting for him to speak up first, being she already made the first move saying what she said, and how she also didn't hesitate to come in the small room alone with him. Did she really... like me?

"Uh..."

"I um..." They both spoke up at the same time,

"Uh you first!" They said in unison. Destin rubbed the back of his neck while Magenta fidgeted in place.

"Ok, well," Destin started, "You called me, your... boyfriend? I, must have uh, missed something?..."

"Uh, umm... well," she turned her head side to side as if making sure no one was around, "we uh, we already went on a date, you seen my in my pajamas... we, even... slept together..." she said, barely audible. She paused, took a deep breath, and looked into his eyes with conviction. "So, that means, WE'RE NOW DATING!" She declared as a fact, turning beet red in the process while her ears stood at full attention.

"What!? But? I... what?!" She thought they were dating because of that? He wasn't sure if he should be happy or nervous, if she can come up with that, who knows what else she could come up with. Talking to another girl could be full blown adultery to her,

"Am I, wrong? Or does it not work like that?" She asked softly,

"Well..." He couldn't lie to her, even if he wanted to, even though going out with her would be the greatest, officially, they were NOT a couple. He let out a sigh, "No, not really."

"Aww! I'm so sorry! I'm really new at this! I read all the signs and, well I guess I just assumed." She buried her face into her hands in embarrassment. Without a second thought, he reached out and placed his hands on the top of her head just between her bunny ears, which folded back to his touch. He then placed both hands on her soft pink cheeks and lifted her head up. Now holding her warm cheeks and looking deeply into her big wet teal sapphire eyes, he opened his mouth.

"Okay, listen, a friend told me I should just come out and say what I feel, especially since you've gone his far yourself. Sooo..." he took a deep breath as she blinked twice, "Ever since I, bumped into you, you've been one of the only things that's crossed my mind. It feels like, we're connected. Cheesy I know, maybe it's the pink, maybe it's something else, but over time my feelings for you grew. Seeing how kind and warm you are to those around you, but when it's time to work you go into business mode that I can't help but admire. To be honest, you remind me alot of my mom," he felt her cheeks getting warmer under his palms, "just a little cuter that is. Every time I look at you I lose control of my heartbeat and I feel emotions I've never felt before." He moved his hand up and gently pushed a pink lock of hair away from her eyes that were beaming with a mixture of joy, relief and fear. "I know you know, but yeah... I like you, alot, but for a time I didn't feel worthy. I'm just a simple 1st year grunt. Not only are you a 4th year, your also the students council President and respected even by my father. You're beautiful, in every single way." He affirmed, while stroking her cheek. "Theres not a single thing I'd change about you, which is why I feel like, I don't know... your out of my league." he stopped talking and Magenta slowly closed her eyes.

"Your, wrong. I'm just a normal faunus girl, and an ordinary student just like you. Nothing special about me at all."

"Nope!"

"Huh?"

"Nope! Everything about you is special, your not ordinary, your amazing."

"D-Destin..." she whimpered silently and looked away.

"I mean it." He got a firmer grip around her soft warm cheeks, not letting her look away.

"I-I know you do. I've, always known."

"Hehe..."

"But, no one has ever told me that to my face, it's.. nice. Also, as I've said I'm just a faunus girl that has many perks, and has many flaws as well. I-in fact, what you said about me can also say about you. Your kind, brave, strong, selfless... handsome... you treat little Rosie and your sisters very good so I know you will make a wonderful father and family man as someday. I can go on and on about your good qualities, as well as your flaws. No one is perfect, but ... I like you!!..., for who you are, and I... really like you, Destin!" Magentas eyes were looking deep into his as she made this confession, as she poured out her heart to him and entrusted him with it. "Because of this, being your the first guy I've ever, liked... I thought it meant we, dated? I don't know what I was thinking, please forgive me.."

He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips on hers that were shaking. He wrapped his arms around her stiff body and gently drew her closer. After only an instant, her lips loosened and she stopped shaking, fully accepting his lips. He fully took in the sweet foreign scent and taste of her soft pink lips as her arms snaked up around his back and she leaned forward, kissing him back with a fierce passion. Being lost in her embrace and essence, who knows how much time passed, but when they broke apart, they both gasped loudly for air, both of there faces now burning up, but still within inches of each other as he looked into his eyes.

"Oh Destin..." She whispered with red cheeks and a low moan,

"Magenta... by the way, but I'd love to be your boyfriend, in fact I want nothing more, just saying."

"R-really?" She questioned with wide eyes, "You, mean it? You want to date me?"

"Are you kidding? I'd be honored, it would be like a dream come true!" He said excitedly, "But, you knew that already." She giggled into her palm,

"Guilty!" She exclaimed, eyes closed with a wide smile and her ears standing up in in excitement, "But I didn't want to ruin the sweet moment, don't you agree?"

"Touche, Madem President. On that topic, would you like to make it official, would you like to go out with me and by my girlfriend?"

"Hmm... I don't know..." he raised a eyebrow in suspicion, "It's a tough job. I may call you over all the time just to slay monsters like this morning."

"As long as I get to see you its all worth it." He replied, gently running his fingers through her silky pink hair,

"Ohh!" She blushed deeply and giggled, "Smooth! Well my answer is yes, I'd love to as well."

"Great!" Destin felt as if his chest had just blasted off into space. "Well then, that's settled, we're dating, so what now?" Magentas nose wrinkled and her left bunny ear twitched,

"Well... as much as I want to stay in here with you... though this meeting was to relax before the fighting starts, it's still an informative meeting about MOTS, Hero's personal perspective of him. Also," her voice got serious and she grabbed his left hand and held it in both of hers, "until all of this is over we will be very busy. But when it's over, I was planning on taking a vacation over the break with some friends and family, I'd... like you to come if possible."

"I'd love to!"

"I figured you'd be busy- Oh! Ok then, wonderful! I can't wait!"

"Me neither..." An awkward silence fell over the small cleaning room.

"So uh," he broke the silence, "seven minutes of Haven is up I suppose, heh." Magenta blushed,

"Wha, what??"

"Uh, bad pun, nevermind. So, how should we go about leaving here?" He questioned.

"Hmm, the walk of shame is upon us it seems. I, I'm not embarrassed!" She declared proudly, fidgeting in place.

"If your not, then I'm proud!" He reached for her hand and gently pulled her and stepped through the door into the bright light, expecting all eyes to be on them and the awkward situation. Instead, not a single person was paying them any mind, and we're all actually focused on there own conversations, all but Eugenia the pink haired ram that is. She stood next to the door with a sharp glare and her hands on her hips.

"Unacceptable!" She called out,

"Eugenia," Magentas voice took on a dark tone that sent a shiver down his spine. "I do not wish to force you to stand down."

"Tsk, I will never approve." Her cheeks were bright red, other then her terrible personality, she was rather cute, "But I suppose in the end there is nothing I can do anyway."

"Splendid! "Magenta exclaimed as she lunged forward and wrapped Eugenia in her arms,

"Wha- Ma-madem President!?" Eugenias face burned red in protest and bliss as Magenta cuddled up to her partner.

"We came here to have a good time, so let's keep it up!" Magenta exclaimed excitedly, just as the room shook slightly. Destin turned towards the middle where Opal was standing with her weapon in hand.

"Before we get to that, we need to tally and go over the votes."

"Votes?" Magenta and Destin questioned, Opal paid them no mind as she went on,

"Lets see here, from the voters it seems a majority census was reached. 15 of 18 voted yes, 3 voted no. So, Destin and Magenta, we have given you both our permission to date each other, and our blessing."

"Blessing?" Magenta asked,

"Permission?..." Destin muttered.

"Judgement of the Council has been rendered."

"One final thing mon," Cinimon stood up, "If you break her heart, no, if you even make her feel hurt in the smallest way, ever make her cry, I will chop off your ball sacks and give them to my cousins young Grimm pets as a chew toy, got it?"

"Dude... You seriously need help..."