Hey guys, M4 here. Sorry for the late chapter my fanfic. My Beta reader and I were particularly buzy these past few weeks with our lives and it diverted our attention elsewhere. But, I am back and I hope you enjoy this chapter. PEACE!

ALL Beta credit goes to Captain Price. I do not own RWBY. All credit goes to roosterteeth and Monty Owm (R.I.P)

I can say now that this place is great. After so many months of training, working, and eating, this place is starting to feel like a real home to me.

Tukson is starting to open up more whenever we talk, but he doesn't miss a beat at work or at the house when he barks orders like a hard-ass dad. Kind of a pain, but I didn't take it to heart.

I'm getting stronger in my training with the Musketeers. So much in fact that Gem and Sapphire have to take a break now and then to catch their breath. Not trying to sound cocky, but that means I'll be at their level in no time.

My weapon training needs a bit of work because it's still new to me. We're training with sticks, knives, spears, and my favorite weapon, swords.

The swords were familiar to me because they were just like the ones on earth. Hell, we even trained with actual katanas. Now, THAT was awesome!

The new job I got is the only downside, I guess. Not because it doesn't pay well, it actually pays great. It's just that the loud music and the very disorderly crowd tends to give you a headache.

At least I made a friend there at the club to make it more bearable. Believe it or not, it's actually the bouncer I had to fight to get the job. His name is Bryan Silver.

Then there is the DJ I beat the shit out of. He hates me, but I can deal with him. I guess after he found out I can pull my own weight, he felt kind of bad for stopping me or something.

But even now, that doesn't mean I forgot about my old home. Sure, every now and then I would reminisce in those memories, but the one thing I miss the most from home is music and dancing.

Being a Latino kid, you're either a fighter or a dancer. I tried to do both, but I was more of a fighter. I learned how to dance through a friend. He showed me how to dance Bachata, a Spanish dance that felt so great to do, especially with music from Prince Royce or Romeo Santos.

It was kind of like the waltz, two people hold each other and move around. Now with Bachata, the music is livelier, the dancing has more...spirit in it. There's more movement with the hips and in general, it a pretty amazing dance. Plus, if you're dancing with a girl who knows how to dance Bachata, AND she's pretty, you're in for a good ass night.

Why mention music now? It's because the replacement for our old DJ sucks ass and most of the people aren't even dancing. They're at the bar laughing and having a good time, but once they leave, I have to clean the massive mess they leave behind. Right now, I'm helping the bartender with the drinks because it was packed tonight.

The music wasn't making the situation better and I was ten seconds away from going over there and breaking his jaw if it wasn't for twins doing it for me and changing the music, which brought the people to the dance floor and allowed me to clean the bar.

"Thanks," I said as they came over and nodded over to the bartender, who nodded back and made them their usually drinks.

"For what?" Melanie asked.

I nodded over to the replacement, who was leaving with an ice pack on the side of his jaw.

"Eh, he had it coming. Some of our regulars were about to leave and Junior didn't want that to happen."

Their drinks soon came and they drowned them in seconds. Miltia walked away muttering something about talking with Junior while Melanie stayed and order a second round.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion. This wasn't her usual MO. Whenever something happened, they would come to the bar, order their drinks and leave.

As she took her drink she looked at me and took a small sip before setting it down and crossing one leg over her other, showing off her thighs.

"So Alex, where did you come from?" She asked me.

I blinked and didn't realize I was staring back blankly. I shook my head and sighed, my cheeks turning slightly warm.

"Uh, what do you mean?" I already knew what she meant, but I was just trying to save myself a little bit of embarrassment.

She scoffed, but smiled and leaned on the counter.

"I mean how does a handsome guy like you come to Vale out of nowhere and get a job here? Why not become a huntsman?" She asked.

I chuckled and started to clean the glasses, the music was so loud I had to raise my voice slightly.

"I was born outside the kingdom and when I was twelve, my parents were killed by Grimm. I was homeless until someone opened their door for me and gave me a shot at the world again. I needed a job and came here since I wanted a job that was lively," I gave her the quick summary.

Some of it was bullshit, but it was only because the truth was crazy. Melanie looked sympathetic for a second, but soon smiled seductively. She walked behind the counter and leaned on my shoulder as I set down the glass.

My body practically shut down and froze. The heat in my face burned to new heights as her breasts pushed up against me.

"You poor thing. I'm sorry that happened to you." She leaned in more.

I was now so red that I could put Rudolph's nose to shame. I could feel her breasts as they nestled against my arm and I guess she must have sensed I was nervous because she raised her leg a little and nudged at my crotch with her knee. Out of the corner of my eye I could make out the cleavage her dress gave.

This was the closest I ever got to a girl and even though it was something I was going to remember for ages, it still left me a hot mess.

"If we go someplace private, I can make that pain go away," her lips were just by my ear.

They were so close that I could almost feel them on me. My whole face was burning so much it felt like it was on fire. She gave me an offer that I was seriously considering if it wasn't for her sister coming over at the last second to interrupt her.

"Melanie, Junior needs you for a second," said Miltia.

Melanie pouted before letting go of me and walking to find Junior. The second she was out of sight, I began to breathe normally and I pulled the collar of my shirt, not realizing how sweaty I got.

Miltia handed me some water which I gladly took.

"I'm sorry about that. Melanie can be a pain," said Miltia

"Does she always do that?" I asked in-between a sip of water.

She have me a sheepish smile.

"Yeah, she does. Wait, you weren't actually considering it, right?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"NO! I-I mean n-no. She's not my type, anyway." I quickly shook my head.

Although she may not have been my type of girl, it was a lie considering I probably would have gone with Melanie if she stayed another three seconds. Miltia eyed me for a couple of seconds before she nodded and sat down.

"I overheard your conversation. Was it true about what you said?" She asked.

I nodded back at her.

"Yeah, it was. My dad always taught me not to lie and even if it wasn't anything harmful. Besides, she was only curious."

She raised her eyebrows, but shrugged a second later.

"I guess you're right. But going back a few seconds ago, you said she wasn't your type. What do you mean and please, watch what you say because she is my sister."

I gulped as she narrowed her eyes dangerously once more. I had to choose my words carefully. Her claws were deadly as hell.

"W-what I mean is I guess you can say I like quiet girls better. Because in my opinion and this may sound cheesy, they're like a book waiting to be opened and read. I find them to be mysterious in a good way."

She looked at me for a good five seconds before laughing. I smiled sheepishly, silently relieved she wasn't going to tear me a new one. I picked up another cup and started to clean it out of embarrassment. She kept laughing until I finished.

Smiling, she stood up. "At least there are some good guys in the world."

She walked away, leaving me to ponder what she had said.

After I clocked out at four, I made my way back to the library. Tukson greeted me at the door with a smile on his face and a pat on the back. I dropped off my stuff from the club upstairs, took a quick shower and made my way back downstairs with new clothes.

It became my routine for the past several weeks working in the bar because I would always smell like some sort of alcohol or substance that Tukson didn't want in the store.

"How was work?" He asked when I came down.

I shrugged back.

"Same old, same old I guess. The DJ was playing some stupid music and got his ass kicked by the security guards there."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Really? Sucks to be him."

"Oh, hell yeah. Especially if you're a guy and get your ass handed to you by a girl," I added with a small smirk.

My words only made a wry grin appear on Tukson's face a second later. He crossed his arms as he leaned on the counter.

"I don't think you got room to talk. Sapphire still throws you around like a rag doll, kid," he said with a chuckle.

I glared back at him and felt my cheeks burn in embarrassment, only getting more laughter out of the large man.

"Enough about me. What about you? How was your day?" I quickly changed the subject.

He let out a small grunt and gave a long stretch.

"It's been a slow day. Oh, and Jade called saying he wanted to train again tonight."

I frowned. This wasn't the usual schedule of things, but I didn't say anything. It's better not to question Jade on these types of things.

"Ok, sure. What time?" I answered.

He checked his watch. "We leave in three hours, so relax for a bit. You'll need it."

I waved him off. "Na. I feel better working for the rest of the time. You rest. You need it."

He smirked before nodding and heading up to the apartment.

I sat behind the counter and sighed. This was usually the most boring part of the day. Waiting for customers to come in. Sure, I can read a book to pass the time, but I needed something new to do.

Maybe pick up a hobby? That doesn't sound too bad of an idea, but what was there exactly? Scratching my chin, I walked over to the many books and started to skim them.

Well, I love music, so maybe play an instrument? Most of the instruments from Remnant are the same from earth so that's a good thing, but what should I choose? Something easy because I really want to be good at it.

Taking a book off the shelf labeled "Instruments for Dummies," I opened it and started to flip through it.

The book had many instruments ranging from wind to strings. I kept flipping through it, sighing on each page because no instrument caught my interest but one.

The guitar. One of the most basic, intermediate instruments to play. Sure, some people find it easy or what not, but I enjoy the sounds it makes. The music emitting off of each string appealed to me.

I was so focused on the book that I barely heard the door to the shop open and the clicking of heels not too far away. As I kept reading, the heels paused before becoming louder and louder.

"Excuse me," a girl's voice met my ears.

I looked up and went wide eyed at who I saw.

It was Blake. Blake Belladonna. Blake Motherfucking Belladonna. She seemed a bit younger though. Since she entered beacon at seventeen, it could only mean that I am before canon started up.

She seemed kinda cute though...

*SMACK*

My palm met my face in a hard, painful slap to the face. Why the hell did I think that?

...

...

Damn hormones...

"Uh, are you ok?" I looked up and didn't realize she was still there. She wasn't wearing her outfit from volume one. She wore black skinny jeans, black sneakers, and a black hoodie.

She really had the Gothic vibe going on. Maybe it was just a passing phase? Sure, it was her color scheme given her name, but still.

"Uh, y-yeah, hi. Welcome to Tukson's Book Trade. Name's Alex, how can I help you?" I found my voice.

I was internally screaming right now.

Why? Two things. One, Blake Belladonna was inside the store and I was dead ass MEETING HER! Granted it's her younger self but whatever. And two, why did I actually use the whole "Welcome to Tukson's Book Trade" line? It's so cliché and it was a no brainer! She could read and knew that since it was printed on the freakin' window!

"Mister?" She spoke again.

I snapped out of my thoughts as she put her hands on her hips. "Were you even listening?"

Wait, did she call me mister? Christ, I'M NOT THAT OLD! HELL, I'M PROBABLY YOUR AGE!

"Uh, no. Sorry, I was remembering something. What was your question?"

She bit her lip. "Is Tukson here?"

I shook my head. "Nope, he went to sleep. I'm in charge for now and I hope that doesn't make your visit undesirable."

She shook her head.

"No. He has a book for me that I ordered and he usually gets it for me."

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Sorry, Miss. I'm the only one here, but I can give you the book. All I need is your name and the book's title."

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, looking at the door once and back at me.

She sighed. "Can I please have a pen and paper?"

I raised my eyebrows, but I shrugged and took out a pen and paper from my back pocket and handed it to her. She took it and scribbled the name quickly before handing it back to me, her cheeks becoming slightly pink.

My eye brows slightly went up when I read the name.

Ninjas of Love.

I remember in one of the episodes Blake seemed to have a rather peculiar interest in the book. It was always referenced in fanfiction and a couple of times in the show to be smut related.

Please don't let it be a different version of Fifty Shades of Grey. I get it, many people have a kinky and freaky side, but come on, bringing BDSM into it is just...weird.

"Let me see if I can find it." I motioned her to the counter.

Going behind it, I crouched and shuffled around until I found it. The book was a black hardcover with fancy red font with a red ribbon tied around it. Placing it on the counter, she stared at it with a look of hunger.

"Here you go. That's twenty lien," I said lightly patted the book.

She shook her head to break from her daze, her cheeks still pink from embarrassment. She gave me the money and I gave her the book. She turned and started to leave.

"Hey, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" I asked after her.

She stopped, turned and raised her eyebrow.

"Why do you want to know?"

I blinked and realized that I asked something very stupid. I smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of my head.

"I read a book like this before and if I'm being honest, it's kinda weird."

"No, it's not. It revolves around the two lovers expressing their true inner emotions through sex. Sounds to me you're more of a prude."

My face blanched at the retort and I raised my hands.

"I-I'm not a prude! I'm sorry, y-you seem to be older than you look." She raised her eyebrows a bit more. "Never mind. Just forget it."

I turned and started to go to the loft.

"Fifteen," Blake spoke up.

"Hmm?" I turned and looked at her.

She looked at me again, her yellow eyes staring at me.

"I'm fifteen, since you asked," she repeated calmly.

I nodded again. It would only make sense for her to be pretty reserved since that was her character from the show. Didn't matter who it was at the start, she was distant and didn't open up to anybody until she joined Ruby, Weiss and Yang during the initiation.

"Why did you want to know?" Blake asked.

I only shook her head to try and dismiss it as unimportant, but she did not look convinced in the slightest.

"I-I already told you," I offered back.

She shook her head.

"I know when a person is lying or not. So, go ahead and spill. Why do you really want to know?"

Damn, how do I respond? How the fuck do I respond to that? My determination to give her a quick answer caused me to panic and spit out the first thing that came to mind.

...

"You're just really cute."

My face was on fire again as I struggled to maintain eye contact with the girl in front of me. If anything, she looked a mix of annoyed and amused with my response. A ghost of a smirk danced on her lips before they thinned into a line. She blinked and stared at me for a while before she sighed and opened her book to the first page.

"You're not my type. Besides, I'm already with someone," she said before turning on her heel.

Her retort to me was expected, but it kind of hurt to hear those words. Rejection sucked, but at least she was straightforward with her answer and not flaky as hell like other girls were. I could respect that.

Her clicking heels came to a stop just shy of the door and I could see her glance back at me briefly.

"Thank you for your help," she said before exiting the store.

The door closed behind her and the bell rang again. Her long hair vanished from view as she walked by the window and into the crowded street.

I stared at the door for a while before realizing what I just said.

...

"FUUUUUUCCCKKKK!" I yelled before laying my head down on the counter.

Why did I have to go say that to her? She must see me as a complete idiot!

I heard fast footsteps coming down.

"Alex, you ok?" Tukson's voice came from behind me.

I looked back and saw him staring back with a raised brow. His face looked like a parent heard their child get seriously hurt.

"Yeah, I'm fine. A box fell on my foot is all," I gave him my prepared excuse.

He looked at me for a long moment before shaking his head with a smirk. His eyes briefly looked at my feet, but he nodded before going back upstairs to sleep once more. He knew I was lying, but he didn't press the issue.

I just sighed and sat back down, waiting for time go by.

"Keep it up kid!" Jade shouted as I kept sparring with both Gem and Sapphire.

My hand-to-hand combat was getting batter. I kept blocking or dodging, but landing a jab or two everyone now and then.

I loved it, cursed it, hated it, but loved it.

I dodged a right cross from Gem and elbowed him in the jaw. Sapphire came again with a stick, but I dodged. I grabbed her neck and kneed her in the stomach, but I ended up betting hit in the back of the head with a stick from Gem.

"What did I tell you, kid?" Jade asked as they stood back and I got up.

"Always expect the unexpected." I grumbled.

"Good. We're done for today. Come by again tomorrow, same time."

I nodded as they turned and left.

"Alex, you coming?" Tukson asked as he walked over.

"No, actually. I'm gonna train a bit more if you don't mind." I looked back at him

He nodded.

"Ok, I'll be at the car. Don't take too long."

He turned and walked back to the car. I looked around the small valley where I was. The wind made it feel so peaceful. So relaxing.

I stretched a bit before going over to a tree and started to use it as a punching bag. Not hard enough to break bone, but enough to make an impact.

I kept going at it for a while, just punching, kicking, weaving, etc. Me just being at peace with myself.

"Hey, Perv!"

I turned and saw Sapphire leaning against the tree.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Just thought you could use some extra training. I keep noticing that you tend to drop your guard when throwing your left hook," she said as she got into her stance.

I nodded before getting into mine.

She threw a punch, but I blocked and threw a right hook. She countered by ducking and hitting me with a right body hook. I grabbed her and kneed her in the stomach. She fell and coughed. I activated my aura a tiny bit.

"Not bad." She strighted herself.

I smiled, but she threw a wheel kick at my face. I weaved, but she tackled me to the ground. I gasped for air as she threw a punch and hit my face.

I blocked another punch and threw her off before she could throw another punch. She tried to rear neck choke me, but I threw her off and she landed on her back.

We got up and before we could spar, we heard growling coming from the woods. Sapphire went wide eyed and reached for a gun behind her back. It looked like a revolver, but the barrel was a bit shorter and under the barrel was a sort of blade.

The growling got louder and louder. Sapphire kept moving back and so did I. Suddenly, I saw in the darkness of the woods were a pair of red, glowing eyes.

Grimm.

"I got this. Stay here," Before she could act, the Grimm pounced on her.

It was one of those Grimm dogs.

Beowolves.

Before the Grimm could kill her, I kicked it off. Surprisingly, it was very light. Maybe a baby. She got up and shot it, killing it instantly. It disappeared as well, no trace of it was left behind.

"Damn, we gotta' go. More are probably nearby." She said as she got up and dusted herself off.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Thanks for the save," she said.

I smiled back at her. "No problem."

But, Karma wants to be a bitch today and a Grimm shot from the woods towards me. But before it landed, she shot it down.

"Now we're even." She tucked her gun away.

"HEY, IS EVERYTHING OK?"

We turned and saw Tukson, Gem and Jade running towards us with their weapons.

"Yeah, we're good. Mr. Gung-Ho here…" She nudged me. "Helped me out. Looks like the training is starting to pay off."

"Really, kid? Nice save. Maybe you can get a piece of Sapphire's ass later?" Gem grinned back and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

I blushed immediately and Sapphire punched him in the face.

"Go home, kid. We'll talk more tomorrow, okay?"

We all said out goodbyes and went our separate ways.

"You did good, son. You did good," Tukson said as we got back in the truck to drive home.

I looked out the window for a while, watching the trees going by until something hit me.

"...did you call me son?" I asked.

His eyes flicked over to me before returning to the road. He stayed silent for a couple of seconds before nodding with a light grunt. A small smile was on his face.

"Yeah, I did. If you don't want me to, it's fine," he replied.

I shook my head.

"No, it's cool. But, why did you call me that?" I answered back, still soaking his words in.

He shook his head.

"You're a kid who had to deal with a lot in a short time. I was there for you and I want to be there for you, kid. You need someone in this world, and it might as well be me."

I stared at him before smiling and looking back out the window.

"So, what are you cooking tonight, Pop?"

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