Hello all you Boils and Ghouls - I am SO sorry for the long delay in this chapter but I had to take a break from writing! There have been a LOT of things going on IRL that I needed to take care of recently, not least of which was me ending up having my allergies catch up to me and then wind up getting sick... So... I'm sorry...

Also, it turns out I actually missed a few questions from a previous chapter, so I'll try to go over them and last chapter's as quickly as I can.

Raidentensho... Yes, chains would be a good idea in theory but they have a fixed length which makes them cumbersome even for someone with super strength - just because someone is capable of carrying something doesn't make it any less uncomfortable/annoying to deal with should it be too long. For Jaune's shield, I have to be honest; he only really made his design in the series as a reminder of someone he lost - i.e. Pyrrha. Since that won't be happening, neither will his shield's redesign. As for the weapon switching... That'll depend on numerous things. For starters, Dichro only suggested a secondary weapon to Jaune because A; it was altogether easier just to make a new weapon than it was to update his current ones, and B; he needed something to compensate for his initial lack of training while also covering ranged defenses to aid him in combat. As for Zwei... Yes, but that would be TOO obvious, now wouldn't it? XD

lol Okay, but real talk, I'll go over your current chapter questions. I do not think he will be getting the Legendary Rider Gashats of any kind and I also don't think that's how they work in the first place... As for the story telling... That's gonna fall under the "need to know" basis...

Fiction Fan 369, He won't have to. That's right; Chronus in the story WILL BE on Dichro's side... Granted they won't know they're Chronus until they transform, but still...

So with that out of the way, let's begin the new chapter!

Disclaimer; I don't own anything but Dichro and the Kuroto copycat.

)-Legend-(

"Yo!" - Speaking

'Is he an idiot?' - Thinking

"Dearest love," - Reading

"Kaishin no Ippatsu!" - Specials

)-First Person PoV-(

A few days had passed since my... 'unannounced guest'... arrived and made such a scene... As angry as I was for his appearance causing the deaths of two of my followers, I had to admit that his reason for their deaths was amicably reasonable; due to the nature of what he dubbed as a "Gashat", the volatile energies would have just as likely hit my children and myself as it had with Tyrian and Arthur... Now that I have had the time to muddle my thoughts together, it really does seem like it could have just as easily hurt me as it had them; though I refuse to openly admit it out-loud, let alone in the audience of this... "thing"...

Yes... Unfortunately, "thing" is the only way I can truly describe the being in front of me; especially as he continues to inspect my precious children one-by-one as his grin grows wider... "Fascina-na-nating..." he spoke as he draws a hand over the Beowolf's lower jaw. Despite its best attempts, my child's bites refuse to connect with the "thing's" flesh as it phases completely through with the man never flinching even once, "A biological phen-n-nomenon that diso-solves the instant of its death as a means of rap-r-rapid decayment... And its sole ex-ex-existance is to kill humans, did-did you say?" I merely nodded before explaining how they did not require nourishment nor sleep which only further heightened his curiosity.

"Fascinati-ti-ting," he said before turning to me and asking, "Might I be inc-inclined as to request to try to... Ex-Ex-Experiment-ment on these... 'Grimm'?"

"How do you propose to do that which no human or faunus has ever done?" I retorted as I glared at him with my arms crossed. His smile only grew as he replied, "Why... I wish to ma-ma-make a Grimm of my own, of course..." My eyes widened in shock at this declaration; this creature was stupid enough to WILLINGLY wander to the birthing pools and OPENLY experiment on the very essence that gives my children life - My own blood?! I glared at him and openly voiced my opinion on the matter, but nothing I said would dissuade him. Instead, he retorts, "The reas-s-son I wish to-do so is from ob-observations... What I can-can surmise, mak-making a Grimm should be no d-di-different than making a new gam-g-game..." As he said this, he waved a hand at the Beowolf he was inspecting; with some strange orange 'dust' appearing from his fingertips and covering the young Grimm's snout before vanishing and causing the youngling to flinch and convulse in pain. With a snap of his fingers, the Beowolf suddenly turned into that same orange dust in an instant with that dust condensing into his palm.

As the dust took on the form of a miniaturized version of the Grimm he just destroyed, it was clear to me that he would do as he wished regardless of my wishes... With much reluctance and abhorrence...

I lead him to the birthing pools of my children...

)-Meanwhile-(

)-Beacon Academy-(

)-Dichro's PoV-(

Looks like this is it - the confrontation I never wanted...

I don't know how long I actually stared her down, but it felt like hours before Coco finally spoke up and said in that overly-confident tone of hers, "You have some nerve to just up and leave my team in the lurch like that. Do you have ANY idea how worried they were when you up and left like that?" I furrowed my brow as I continued to glare at her before turning away and walking towards Yang. I didn't even take three steps when I felt a hand grabbing my shoulder in a tight grip. "Hey," Coco called out, "I'm talking to you, so the least you can do is listen."

"Why should I give you the same privilege you've never shown anyone else?" I quickly shot back at her. This seemed to catch her by surprise as the grip on my shoulder nearly all but vanished. I took this chance and grabbed her wrist before flinging her hand off me like I was throwing away trash and resumed walking.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, "You don't even know me, so don't act like you do." I merely glanced back at her before stating, "I don't HAVE to know you... I can tell who you are just by how you're acting RIGHT now; you're TOO confident for your own good. You think you are above reproach - that you can do no wrong in your eyes. Lemme put that to rest; NO ONE is above their consequences - anything you say or do CAN hurt not only yourself but others as well." That was a bit of a lie because, to some degree, I DID know her and by the gods I hated her... She's that one character that just oozes confidence to the point of being obnoxious... There's being sure of yourself, like Yang was before... That incident... And then there's being cocky - exhibit A being Coco here and exhibit B being Cardin Winchester, the jerk... "How can you even say that, Dichro?" Yang asked as she walked up to me, "At least give her a chance to defend herself first before you go making claims like that."

I rolled my eyes at the notion and was about to tell her that I would refuse to listen to anything she would have to say... When Coco, herself, said something COMPLETELY out of character...

"Am I really that easy to read?" she asked in a genuinely concerned tone. I flinched a little at the tone but retained my stern look as I turned to her and merely nodded. She sighed before she took off her shades and looked at me like she had walked out of a funeral before she spoke up, "Look... I think we just got off on the wrong foot... I didn't mean to come off as someone so aggressive that you take offense to it... I just really care about my team... Seeing them get so used to someone THAT quickly was a shock. I mean sure they're a friendly bunch, but Velvet's the most shy person I know - and here you come and she's practically throwing herself at you." Oh dear god, I shouldn't have read between those lines - I felt the heat rushing to my face in embarrassment at the thought, but Coco wasn't finished, "When you up and left just as I came in... I saw how hurt all of them were; even that blond kid... They thought they did something wrong." Okay, that one kinda stung a little; I know what it feels like to blame yourself for something going wrong, but even so I held my ground as Coco continued, "I only came to find out why you did that, but I should have known it had something to do with me... So I'm not asking you to be BFFs with me or anything... All I ask is that we at least TRY to tolerate each other... For Team CFVY's sake. Whadaya say?" She held a hand out in a gesture to shake, but I simply swayed my head left and right as I said, "Sorry, but that's not going to cut it... If I do this, then Bun-Bun will owe me a huge favor."

This got her on high alert as she glared at me in anger and hostility before asking through gritted teeth, "Just what kind of sick, perverted little scheme do you think you're going to make Velvet do?"

I simply smirked before shrugging my shoulders as I answered, "Sorry, but it's not what I'm going to make 'her' do... It's what I'm going to make her NOT do." This got the reaction I was hoping for as she clenched her fists and tensed up ready to strike me at a moment's notice. "Then what, pray tell, is it you're going to make her NOT do, then?" she asked, once more through gritted teeth. My grin only got wider as I looked at her with my right eye closed before wagging my left index finger at her and saying, "Lil' Bun-Bun's not allowed to take pictures of my weapons anymore, capiche?"

Aaaaaaaaand face meets concrete once more, though I could feel Yang's shock and heard her hitting the ground along with Coco AND Qrow. Coco was the first to recover as she outright yelled, in my face, "YOU LITTLE SNOT-NOSED BRAT - I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA TAKE ADVANTAGE OF VELVET OR SOMETHING!" I laughed at her reaction before saying, "Not my fault your mind went into the gutter," and resuming my laughter which became hardier as her face turned crimson at this. Her cheeks were puffing up but before long, she looked like she was struggling to keep something inside her mouth... After a few seconds, I found out what that something was...

Laughter. She looked like she couldn't help herself any longer as she laughed with me. "You have GOT to be the WEIRDEST little squirt I've ever met," she said with her still red face beaming in a smile, "It's been ages since I let someone get the better of me like that for enjoyment's sake. Haha... You know what, I take back what I said earlier - you're alright for a trickster." I simply grinned before saying, "Yeah, but I've got a 'latte' show you about how I work. I mean, really, it's so much that 'Affogato' make lists about it." That got her laughing harder and Yang to join in, yet Qrow groaned before whispering something I couldn't make out over the laughter...

"Oh sweet Dust, you're killing me!" Coco laughed out as she clutched her sides. I simply turned to Yang and called out, "Hey, Yang, better fetch the 'coffee'n before she bites it!" This got both of them to laugh harder before the poor fashionista grabbed my shoulder and pleaded between laughs, "No more, please stop!" I simply smirked and patted her back before apologizing.

"What in Oum's name are you apologizing for?" she asked, her laughter finally calming down some as she continued to speak, "No wonder they liked you so much." I simply nodded before taking on a more serious expression. "I was serious, you know," I started out, "About you having that vibe of superiority and how I hated that kind of thing. If you can dial that confidence back to what you had it just now, I think we can work to some kind of an agreement..." And I meant that, too. Seeing her actually act like a normal human instead of someone who thought she was better than anyone because of how she looked and what she can do was literally the last thing I expected to see her doing. She needs her confidence shaken in order for her to make it out of what's to come.

She simply smiled and nodded as she said, "Yeah, I get it... I'll tone it down if you let me buy you a new outfit at least." I sulked at the thought of going shopping again... Yang groaned before muttering a quick "Not again..." which Coco and Qrow caught on to. Team CFVY's leader was the one that asked what she meant by that, to which I answered that both Teams RWBY and JNPR tried every store they could think of with none of them selling anything even remotely decent without looking completely childish or treating ME like a little kid... As she heard this, Coco grinned at me and said, "Then you haven't been to the right store, then." Oh no... there's that cocky attitude again... Without another word, she quickly grabbed me by the arm and started to drag me off to the Bullhead port... Leaving a stunned Yang and Qrow behind, might I add...

)-Later That Day-(

)-Vale City-(

Okay... This was not what I was expecting...

To be honest, I had next to no idea what I was expecting when she started to describe it in full, but...

Whatever it was, this wasn't it.

When I went clothes shopping with the teams, we literally went to every big, brand-name clothing store they could think of, which made me start to think that they knew a few TOO many places to go shopping... But this place... It was actually a little on the run-down side, if I was honest. The actual building had some hairline cracks on the walls and pillars; barely noticeable unless you were right in front of the store like I was, but still there nonetheless. The aforementioned pillars were along the corners of the building and lining the frame of the front doors. Above the doors was a sort of balcony with letters that spelled out the store's name... and what an odd name it was...

"Pin's Point Precision Fashion..." I read aloud trying to understand it and compare it to everything else I've seen in Remnant, "That makes no sense; I thought we named our kids after colors, so what gives?" Coco simply chuckled at my confusion as she answered, "Hehehe, that's the owner's LAST name - this place was actually his grandfather's before his dad inherited it and then he inherited it from him. His first name is actually Robert, but I tend to call my cousin 'Bobby'." I muddled the name around before I finally figured it out.

"Bobby... Pin?" I asked, which got a nod from Coco. That got me slapping my face in disgust - it was SO simple I overlooked it... "Bobby pins tend to be black and it falls in line with his love of fashion and clothing," she explained before walking to and opening one of the doors, holding it open as she motioned for me to enter first saying, "After you..." I didn't want to sound macho or like I was trying to be sexist, but I couldn't help but think, 'Aren't I supposed to be doing that for her?' I shrugged at the thought and just walked in. The place looked more like a refurbished old movie theater than it did a clothing store; everywhere I looked, I saw maroon velvet carpeting and golden-brown walls. The actual stands that held the clothing were simple hanger stands that held all kinds of different styles of dresses and suits; from the barrenly simple to the exaggeratedly extravagant and every nook and cranny in between. There were also wooden shelves that held different articles of clothing from shirts to socks to pants and even underwear. I had to double take as I noticed a pair of lace-frilled black boxers... "Seriously?" I asked aloud as I motioned to them.

"Don't ask; it's complicated to explain 'either' side of that," was all she said as she continued to walk through the store as I followed her. We soon reached a bar-esque stand with a cash register and some displays of different kinds of accessories on the wall behind it. On either side of the stand were display stands of different types of shades, glasses, bracelets, and even little knickknacks like bobble-heads. I could hear something rustling behind the bar as if moving stuff around before a somewhat masculine voice harshly whispered, "Damnit, I KNOW I had that Oum damned pearl polish kit around here somewhere..."

"You know your mother would throw a fit if she heard that come out of your mouth, Bobby," Coco said suddenly, shocking the poor man into hitting his head on the bar itself. As he bolted up from under the bar, I noticed that his straight-as-a-nail chocolate brown hair reached down to his knees. He also wore a tickle-me pink dress shirt with black dress pants and a black tuxedo vest with multiple tailor items hanging from it like tape measures, pin cushions, scissors his upper left chest pocket, and spools of thread in all the other pockets. On his face was a pair of rectangular, wire frame spectacles with a chain to keep the glasses from falling off him completely. 'I have to say,' I thought to myself, 'This guy DEFINITELY fits in with the theme around here...'

"Oh if it isn't my FAVORITE baby cousin AND customer!" he cried out in what I presume was excitement as he rushed around the bar and pulled Coco into a spinning hug. She chuckled rather awkwardly as she said, "Yeah, it's me... and please don't do that again..."

"And what, treat you like I do my OTHER customers?" Bobby retorted as he waggled his eyebrows... I felt a shiver run down my spine as he did that - if he treats his COUSIN like this... Then how does he treat his customers?

"About that..." she began as she motioned to me, "He's going to be your newest customer... Though if what I heard from Velvet is true, then I'll be giving him some Lien to pay you for it." At this, the man raised an eyebrow in confusion as he asked what she heard; to be honest, I was interested in this too. Turns out, Velvet got ahold of Ruby and managed to pry out the cover story about how I was kidnapped from outside the kingdoms and dumped into the Emerald Forest I had given to Yang who then gave it to Blake who THEN shared it with the rest of Team RWBY AND Team JNPR... And I call it a cover story because I still have no godly idea HOW I even got here in the first place... When he heard this, he made an exaggerated gasp of shock before exclaiming, "And you were going to try and 'pay' for his clothes and leave yourself in the lurch?! I don't THINK so - his entire first wardrobe will be ON the HOUSE; NO exceptions!" Coco's shades slanted on her face as she looked at her cousin in shock; a sentiment I shared - that was WAY too generous and I tried to explain, but he kept butting in saying, "No exceptions, I told you!" He took out his tape measure and started taking measurements of me right where I stood, despite my protests, and jotted down what he found on a notepad he pulled out of his vest...

How long he kept at this... I don't think I will ever know...

When he was done, however, he nodded and simply put the notepad back into his vest and started to pace before grabbing a bunch of random, at least to me, articles of clothing from different parts of the store. He eventually got it all and shoved them into my arms. "There you go," he said, "This should help you out, darling, until I can actually custom make your clothes. Trust me, these will PALE in comparison to what 'I' have in store."

"Yeesh, you sound like you live for this kind of work even after 'clothing' time," I joked with a smile. Coco giggled at the joke, but Bobby... Well... He either ignored it and didn't show it or he completely missed it by a mile because his reply was, "It's 'closing' time, not 'clothing' time Mr. ..."

"Dichro," I answered for him, "And to be honest, I was only 'vest'-ing with you. I mean what kind of guy would I be if I didn't know how to make 'fashionable' jokes?"

Coco started making this like cross between a choke and a chuckle for some reason with Bobby's confusion only growing. "Now you've completely lost me..." he said; no sense of humor at all...

"He's a 'pun' lover, Bobby," Coco said as she started to laugh. He looked at his cousin like she grew a second head and I snickered as the thought hit me, 'Oh god, this guy's never heard of puns?! Seriously?!'

"Dude, you have GOT to get out more..." I pointed out as I walked to the front door when I suddenly heard some shouting outside. "What the hell?" I whispered as I dropped the clothes in my arms and ran outside to see a nearby Dust Shop being robbed...

By a bunch of people wearing black suits with white armor and white masks...

Lead by a girl with pink and chocolate brown hair with white stripes along the pink half...

'Ah crapbaskets...' I thought to myself, 'Things just got a lot more difficult...'

xXx

I know it's shorter than usual, but here's the chapter... And the story thus far... I'm hoping that things can go a little bit better now that I've gotten things 'somewhat' calmed down... But please do expect more chapters to come in the future. I REFUSE to let this die like the other stories did.

Until next time...

See ya next game!