Chapter 6

Adjusting

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Bulma walked into the spacious living room and dropped on the sofa lazily.

"Ugh, I can't believe that kitty cat bastard actually did that! Not only did he destroy the time machine, which I had been working on for the last 3 weeks non-stop, he also destroyed the journal that had all the instructuons." She whined

"Umm... Is that... bad?" Trunks questioned, trying his best to keep up with everything his mother just said. He was on the table eating Coco-pops. Trunks had a habit of having a late night snack just before going to sleep. If he could, he would spend the whole night hanging out with Goten and Piccolo , but since Chi Chi forcefully took Goten back home and Piccolo was headed out with Goku and Gohan, he was alone right now.

"Yes Trunks it's very bad! Now I can't meet my son and you can't meet your future self." Trunks stared at her mom with the spoon in his mouth. He didn't like to see his mother worried. "Is there anything I can do?" He asked.

Bulma sighed and sat up. She looked at Trunks. Even though she missed her future son, she could not forget about the present Trunks either. After all they're both her children. "It's alright." She smiled at Trunks. Future or present, her son cared so much about her. When Goku and Vegeta travelled to the future to fight Zamasu and Black, he and Goten wanted to come along as well. They wanted to fight with their fathers and help the people that were in need. Regardless of the timeline her son had a good heart.

Bulma stood up and walked over to Trunks. "Don't worry, if the future mommy can do it, then the present mommy can do it as well. I'll build the time machine and we're going to visit the future together." She hugged her son. Trunks' face lightened up. For him, there was nothing more comforting than being in her mother's arms.

"Now come on, you've got school tomorrow. Did you complete your homework?"

"Yep!" She grabbed Trunks' hand and they walked out of the living room.

Later at night

Bulma was in the bedroom, on her bed. She looked over at Vegeta, who was laying on the bed facing the other way. It seemed he was fast asleep. She let out a sigh and covered herself with the blanket.

"I know you're worried. There's no need to be." Vegeta suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Bulma opened her eyes and glanced at Vegeta. "You're awake?"

"He's a grown up now, and strong enough to protect his planet. Even if there is a something he can't handle, he still has the time machine. He'll come over to us."

"Yea I know. It's just... My poor Trunks has been through so much. I at least want to be there for him."

"He has a wife now, or most probably will soon. You should stop worrying about him, he'll be fine. Let him solve his own problems. Besides, we don't belong in his timeline, nor does he belong in ours." Vegeta said, still under the sheets, facing the other way.

"You're right, I'm worrying too much. But that won't stop me from trying to visit him. I'll start working on the time machine from scratch tomorrow. That dickhead God won't stop me from seeing my beloved son." Bulma declared whilst hugging her husband from behind.

"Hmph." Vegeta chuckled. This was exactly why he loved his wife. Her personality, how she didn't giving two fucks about going against the orders of the God of Destruction. He was really proud to have a partner like that. "Fine, do whatever you want, I won't stop you. Now let me sleep."

Dark warehouse; Unknown location

Moonlight beamed through the window and scattered into the darkness of the warehouse. The building was surrounded by a heavy and dark atmosphere, as if something mischievous was lurking within. Every now and then, a squeak of a rat echoed from the corners. Bits of paint were torn off from the walls and the air was filled with dust and a little bit of smoke. The smoke originated from a Cigar being puffed from a man standing inside the warehouse.

This man had encountered some strange teenagers a few nights ago who flopped the operation he was carrying out at that time. He lost a number of his men to those teens as well. The name of this orange haired person was Roman Torchwick.

Taking one more puff out of his cigar, Roman slammed his hand aggressively onto the table infront of him, putting down what looked like a communication device. He sighed as he looked at the map of the City of Vale in front of his eyes, on which certain spots were marked with written notes on them.

As Roman lit his Cigar with a lighter, because it got extinguished by a wind current entering the warehouse from the window up top, another man with a mask approached with a trolley that had a box. Torchwick got handed some Lien from the man and then proceeded to inspect the Dust Crystals contained in the box.

"We're gonna need more men." Roman instructed the guy with the mask, remembering the encounter 2 nights ago. It seemed some plans were being made, plans that involved a lot of crime.

Team RWBY Bedroom; Beacon Academy

Weiss slowly opened her eyes. Even though she slept extremely uncomfortably last night, because of her creepy roommate whom she was forced to sleep in the same room with, she had to start her first day with ambition. She took a big deep breath, got up, and stretched her arms. But her positivity was short lived as suddenly she was met with a loud whistle right in front of her face.

"Good morning team RWBY!" Ruby yelled after blowing the whistle with even more ambition than Weiss.

"What in the world is wrong with you!?" Weiss questioned from the floor she fell on because of the sudden noise. She was fully awake now, and glared in utter irritation at the girl in front of her.

"She was waiting for you to wake up just so she could do that." Yang laughed, telling Weiss.

"It was her plan." Blake said lightly, pointing at Yang.

"Now that you're awake we can officially begin our first order of business." Ruby informed to her white haired member, who replied dusting herself off; "Excuse me?"

"Decorating!" Yang yelled.

"What?" Weiss replied in confusion, once again.

"We still have to unpack." Blake reminded Weiss of the dreadful task holding up her bag, which opened by itself and a bunch of personal stuff fell out. "And clean." Blake added.

Weiss sighed because she knew unpacking was in enough quite a task itself, but with her roommates it just became two times more of a hassle. And she was absolutely right, because a few minutes later outside of the bedroom you could hear furniture moving and things falling, with Weiss yelling at Ruby every now and then.

"Um, may I ask? Why is your friend still asleep?" Weiss asked the sisters after she saw someone still laying under the blanket on the bed in the corner. "He needs to get up immediately and unpack his belongings, keeping them away and separate from ours, mine in particular!"

"But Goku's already gone. He always gets up way earlier than us and leaves alone." Ruby said quietly to Weiss in confusion, tiling her head a little.

"Haha, that's just his bag under the blanket. He hid it!" Yang smiled and took the cloth off and a bag was revealed.

"He probably did that because you yelled at him last night to keep his stuff away from yours." Blake remarked to Weiss.

"Well at least that proves he's not deaf. He fulfilled my demands and that's perfect for me." Weiss said happily. Ruby did not like that Weiss distrusted Goku so much. As the leader of the team, she needed to keep her members together. Yang already got along with Black quite well, and Blake had the same attitude towards Goku as she had towards everyone else, that being uninterested. But Weiss really got off the wrong end with Goku. She knew the team has to be cooperative and helpful towards each other if they were to stay in Beacon.

On the room opposite to team RWBY though, things were going quite different.

"-And I think we can skip the class at 2 and play on the balcony instead. We can grab some snacks from the Cafe and ooh! I saw this super secret room at the dark ends of the hall, we can go there and hide if that blonde missy tries to find us. I'm pretty sure I saw an elevator as well. Who knows how many floors this Academy has?" Nora went on and on without stopping. She was talking to Ren, who was currently arranging his clothes in his bag.

"Nora! We are not skipping class, and her name is Miss Glynda." Ren interrupted the girl, and then continued on his bag.

"Aww, you party pooper!" Nora crossed her arms and sat on the bed.

"So uh, Pyrha. You unpacked all of your stuff?" Jaune approached the his team member.

"Huh? Oh yes I unpacked everything last night." Pyrrha responded.

"Oh. Wow, you're fast."

"Responsible, you mean." Pyrrha corrected smiling.

"Riiiggghhht. Anyway, uh, there's something I wanted to tell you." Jaune seemed reluctant.

"Sure, what is it Jaune?"

"Well, the thing is, errm." Jaune moved a little closer to Pyrrha and quietly told her;

"Can you please tell Goku that you did not unlock my Aura and that I already knew how to do that when I applied for this Academy? I mean- Just tell him I knew how to use my Aura and you didn't help me at all!" Jaune uttered quickly.

"Huh? Goku?" Pyrrha's mind somehow filtered out Jaune's words and brought up the image of the boy with the spiky hair she met last night. A flashback popped up in her head and replayed the moment Goku was talking to her. That smile, it was so cute.

Pyrrha shook her head and came back to the subject at hand. "Um, sorry I didn't quite hear you. What'd you say Jaune?" She asked politely.

"Ugh I knew it was a stupid thing to ask! Forget about it Pyrrha, I'm such an idiot!" Jaune cried whilst circling the room in worry.

"But, I'm sorry I really didn't hear you what was it?!"

"Inform management to ensure no student stays in his or her room. We can't have children missing their first day of school." Ozpin said to Glynda as they both walked towards the exit of the hall towards the courtyard.

"Don't you think we should leave them to see if they are even a little responsible of the rules of the training institution they just joined?" Glynda questioned, holding her register, walking right behind Ozpin.

"Yeah, we could do that as well. Up to you."

"Why are you so unsure about everything?" Glynda asked the Headmaster, a little frankly.

"I'm just agreeing that your suggestion could be one of the different ways of commencing our first day, that's all." Ozpin sipped his coffee. Glynda rolled her eyes.

They both reached the exit and walked out to the courtyard. The two school authority members were greeted with the sight of students in their uniforms running towards the class halls. Glynda responded to the sight by checking the time on her wrist watch, while Ozpin took another big sip from his cup.

Class hall

The classroom was sparsely populated with students. There were multiple halls in the corridor, and Black was sitting in the second to the right one, specifically in Professor Port's class. The old professor was standing at the entrance of the room, greeting all his students who entered.

Black was sitting at the far left of the middle row. He had his face rested on his hand while he patiently waited for the class to start. From the outside, his face looked completely expressionless, but from the inside, he was really pissed off. It was like this hideous uniform he was forced to wear wasn't insulting enough, he had to wait for the other lazy asses to get up as well.

The entire row Black was sitting on was empty. He moved his eyes and glanced at some students sitting beside him in the other corner of the room. The girls whispered in each others ears as they viewed Black from afar. The three boys sitting in front seemed to be chatting as well but every now and then glanced at Black.

"Ugh, how much more of this..." Black murmured irritably. He did not like that these petty humans or Faunuses or whatever they were, were treating him like an outcast. He wanted to get up and yell at their faces, asking them why they're looking at him. Yet he suppressed his anger. "I'll just imagine this as training..."

Five more minutes passed on the clock and then a barrage of students marched into the classroom. Everybody was a few minutes late, but Professor Port was willing to forgive them, in exchange for a story time of his awesome adventures of course.

Team RWBY walked in. "Okay, none of you are going nowhere." Ruby declared to her team. "We will all sit together."

"Ugh just go!" Weiss complained.

It took a couple of seconds, but all the students slowly settled down, and the fuss got silent. The four girls ended up sitting side by side on the right side of the middle row. Yang put her arms lazily on the desk, Blake sat attentively, Weiss took out her notebook, and Ruby started scanning the class seats for her last team member. Her eye land directly on the opposite side of the same row she was in on a person with long upright onyx black hair. "Hey there he is!" She exclaimed happily and waved towards him. Goku could see the annoying brat waving but wasn't bothered to even look.

"See? I knew he was in the classroom." Yang said looking at Blake.

"Why does he get up so early? He was the last one to sleep last night." Blake asked Yang.

"I don't know. He's never tired or sleepy. Very energetic guy I guess." Yang remarked as she glared at the Saiyan. She remembered what happened last night between them and remembered his words. "You're the one who's underestimating me, Goku. I'll show you, but not yet. Only when the time is right." She planned.

"Alright now shush! Class has started." Ruby shut the others up.

"Don't you shush me!" Weiss announced to her team leader.

End of Chapter

Alright, I guess I have some explaining to do. I haven't updated the story in almost 8 months, and I've got a reason for that.

I'm gonna be straightforward. I lost interest, not in writing this story, but in the show RWBY. It just didn't seem all that appeasing to me, and I didn't wanna watch it. In the meantime, I began to watch other shows and anime for inspiration. I'm not publishing the Quintuplets story yet, that needs some time. But I came up with other really interesting stories that I hope people will like.

This chapter is small because I'm going to be covering a lot more stuff in the next chapter. I just wanted to publish it as soon as possible to let everybody know I'm not leaving this story discontinued. After some while, I forced myself to watch RWBY, and it looks like they fix a lot of things as the volumes go on. But don't be surprised if I change the original plot drastically.

I read all the reviews so feel free to critique me, and let me know if you have some ideas. I also wanted to ask if you all are okay with
lemons (Sex scenes) in this story. If not, let me know.

I will admit the mistakes I made in the earlier chapters. My pacing of Black was too quick. I made him neutral too fast. A lot of you didn't like that I made Black so astronomically weak. I have a good reason for that as well, just read the story as it will continue, you'll understand.

Which crossover would you like to see the most?
1. Dragon Ball Super x Fate series
2. Dragon Ball Super x Attack on Titan

If you are going to vote, please choose from these two only.

See you later.