*whispers from the shadows* I'm back with another chapter... I'm sorry for not posting since January. I may have gotten writer's block here, and it was just a few days ago that this story whacked me over the head with inspiration. Expect the next chapters soon, since I've got most of the second quarter initiation test planned out! Sad thing is, I got the whole main plot planned out but with no idea how to transition... *facepalm*

Enjoy!

Chapter Six

Fun With Beating Up Bastards

I walk to Professor Ozpin's office, thankful that today is what you'd consider a weekend- There weren't any classes in progress today, though it will change tomorrow. School was to begin tomorrow for those who weren't going to take the second initiation. There were hardly anyone in the halls, since they were probably spending their free time elsewhere. Great, no staring and suspicious looks. I wonder why Scorch is suspicious of me. Wait a second… I really wasn't that open. And I barely thought through what my new history was. Not to mention I forgot about the recent Vacuo news and the docks explosion… Damnit, I should've been smarter! I should've thought this through.

…

That wall over there looks pretty tempting for banging my head on… Well, no one's looking, so I could-

Crash!

I stumbled when I crashed into something- Or rather someone. I managed to regain my balance, but the other person had landed on their backside.

"Ouch…" The person groaned. I blink for a moment in confusement at what happened before I realized that it was that Jaune Arc guy from the airship that I had bumped into.

"Oh, sorry. I wasn't looking where I was walking." I apologized quickly. Damn, I'm really starting off here at Beacon pretty bad… I bent down and offered my hand to him.

"N-No, it's alright." Arc winced as he sat up. He took my hand and I hoisted him up. "T-Thanks…"

"No problem." I nodded. I note that he didn't particularly look happy. Probably because of what happened on the airship. "Bad day?"

Arc looked surprised for a second. "Yeah, I guess… Hey, weren't you that guy on the airship…?"

I grimaced. "Yeah. And you're the guy who threw up."

"I can't help it. I get motion sick easily on Dust powered airships that fly." Arc said in defense. "And there are others- Like that Ilyas guy…"

"Yeah, I figured that. It's just what first came to mind when I saw you." I nod, wanting to stop talking about what happened on the airship. It's a subject that I need to forget. "Hey, I'm sorta new here at Beacon, and I'm… Lost." I lied, figuring that I'm better off with another potential ally.

"Oh, so you're a transfer student." Arc looked surprised. He introduced himself with a smile and an extended hand, "I'm Jaune D'Arc." Yeah, I already heard your name from narcissist prince. "Women love it." Riiight. I doubt it, but I like his enthusiasm. Reminds me a bit of my uncle… And Torchwick… Nevermind. I refrain a shudder.

"I'm Shige Nagayizumi. Not all women love it, only the ones that like Vacuo and cheesy last names." I shook his hand, smiling back slightly.

"Ah, so your family's from Vacuo?" I nod. "That's cool. What's Vacuo like?" I thought quickly to reply.

"Well, it's not the much different from Vytal, other than the language difference and the government. Of course, the elders are a different story…" I replied. "There are quite a bit of tradition differences, like how we have a lot more festivals than Vytal, like the Harvest Moon and Lunar New Year…" Also, in most parts it was still pretty polluted from the pre-Dust era. I do hate that smell… Of course, there are a lot more people… Not that I should mention it. I am a bit proud of my home kingdom, after all.

"That's interesting. I've heard of the Harvest Moon. Some people I know celebrate it." Jaune nodded. I figured so, a lot of people descended from Vacuo keep tradition. "In fact, my teammate, Lie Ren, celebrated it with his family not too long ago." Jaune had stopped walking. I hadn't even noticed that we were walking… "Hey, now to think of it, you do look a bit like Ren. Are you related?"

Lie Ren… The family name 'Lie' does seem familiar. In fact, I think my grandfather mentioned it, but I don't quite remember what he exactly said. Either I could say:

No, I don't think so.

No, I know most of my relatives and there aren't any 'Lie's or 'Ren's.

Of course! We're cousins. Not.

Instead, I decided to say, "I'm not sure. He could be a distant cousin." It is the truth; it is probable that I have a distant branch of the family called 'Lie.'

Jaune looked at me thoughtfully. Please, no. Please don't find me suspicious. What I said wasn't even suspicious!

"Maybe I can take you to meet Ren." Jaune suggested. "Unless you got somewhere in mind to go."

I suppose I can hold out going to the Headmaster's for some longer. I reply, "I don't mind."

"Oookay!" Jaune said. "I can show you around the school for a bit, then!"

…

I regret this. I FUCKING regret this.

"Um, uh, s-sorry for d-dragging you into this, Shige." Jaune's voice came from somewhere behind me. I'm not sure exactly where. After all, I'm hanging from the ceiling by rope. By the feet. Three feet from the ground. Totally a comfortable position. I have to thank you for this, Arc.

I'll take a few breaths. I don't want to yell. Breathe in, breathe out. It's not Jaune's fault. It's my fault. And those goddamn jackass racists bastards.

"Jaune… Just… Don't. Don't apologize. It's my fault." I said quietly, in a slightly strained voice.

~Flashback~

"Hey you, snake boy!" A voice full of hatred stopped Jaune and I in our tracks. I glanced to the side at Jaune, only to see him break out in cold sweat and gulp. Why does he seem afraid? I turn around.

Oh. It's that greasy haired racist with three other guys- Lackeys? Nah. Imitation minions.

"Cardin, I told you to not bother us anymore." Jaune tried to speak boldly, only for his voice to waver. Arc, you really need to toughen up…

"Oh, I won't bother you or your team. But snakey-" Oh god, are you fucking with me?! My uncovered eye twitched. Racist bastard. Racist, even more bastard version of Roman. "here, isn't part of your team or RWBY's, right buddy?" The bastard reached out an arm and wrapped it around Jaune's neck before roughly ruffling Jaune's hair. Jaune let out a strangled squeak. My eyes narrowed. The bastard of all bastards indeed. "Last I checked, snakey's a new boy. Transferred from the slums, right?" The bastard looked straight at me with a sneer.

…

I. Want. His. Blood. On. The. GODDAMN. Walls.

And maybe few teeth on the ground to leave a good impression.

No, calm down. I don't want detention on the first day. Drawing out weapons on another student in the halls isn't allowed. I could be charged for assault. I don't want a criminal record.

"Of course. Can you smell the sewage on me? It's a new perfume. Better than that grease, right?" I snapped in an overly sweet voice, glaring while gesturing at his stupid hair. "Right, buddy?"

Jaune paled at the sight of the rage on the bastard's face. Really, who goddamn cares about what this bastard does?

"You motherfucking son of a bitch." The bastard snarled, cracking his knuckles. I looked coolly back at him, raising an eyebrow.

"So? If anything, you're the real son of a bitch. PMSing much, stray?" I drawled. A fist was sent flying at my face. Not surprising. I swiftly leaned back, the bastard's fist never reaching me. I nearly reached for my sai before reminding myself that I don't need a criminal record.

"Shige!" Jaune yelped, dodging a stray fist as the bastard and his lackeys teamed up against me- Well, us.

"Don't worry, we can handle this." I smirked at Jaune, dodging another attack smoothly. He should know how to fight good, right?

...I may have overestimated myself and Jaune. And underestimated the bastard. Turns out two of us can't beat four ridiculously strong and stupid brutes. I shouldn't have pissed off the bastard, then we wouldn't have ended up in this goddamn situation.

I let out a shaky sigh, my eye twitching yet again.

"Ahem, I trust that position isn't… Appealing?" Ozpin's voice came from nearby.

"No, it isn't." I respond, eye twitching more.

"Professor Ozpin!" Jaune practically yelled. I grimaced. I heard something whistling through the air- A blade? Then Jaune and I fell to the ground without warning. Jaune let out a yelp of shock, but I was too tired to do anything other than wince when I landed painfully. I looked up at Ozpin to see him sheathing a rather sharp blade with a cane handle into a sheath. Ah, a sword disguised as a cane. No wonder he carries it around even when he doesn't appear to have any medical problems.

"Nagats-" Before Ozpin could finish, I quickly stood up, cutting him off with, "Yes, Professor Ozpin?"

Ozpin looked at me in slight confusion, but continued, "Come with me. I would like to speak with you in my office…"

As the door of Ozpin's office swung shut, I immediately said, "I have a request."

"Ah, yes. I'm well aware of that, Nagayizumi." Ozpin said, taking a seat at his desk. He sipped from a mug of coffee… Wait, did that just appear out of nowhere? He wasn't carrying it, and I'm sure there wasn't a mug on the desk…

So, he knows about the name change. I'm a little surprised. I said, rubbing the back of my neck, "I didn't want anyone to know that I'm a Nagatsuko. I think that would prove some problems…"

"Indeed, Shige. However, when others find out that you're part of the Nagatsuko family later on, the consequences will weigh much heavier. Just keep that in mind." Ozpin spoke in a serious tone, looking at me in slight worry.

I smile. "Don't worry, Professor Ozpin. There won't be a when." My smile faded slightly when Ozpin didn't exert any sound other than a soft sigh.

"Perhaps, perhaps not. But when everything comes crashing down, it cannot be repaired without thousands of cracks." Wait, what? I don't understand what he is getting at.

"Onto your time at Beacon, here is your schedule." Ozpin changed the subject, sliding a paper across the desk to me. First period, Grimm Studies. Second period, Dust Theory. Third Period, Calculus 3. Fourth period, Combat Training. Lunch/Free time. Fifth period, College Physics 2. Sixth period, Law Enforcement Theory and Practice. Seventh period, Remnant History. Eighth period, Environmental Conditioning. Free time again until dinner. Astronomy and Prophecy…? That's strange. Why would astronomy be with prophecy? I guess I'll find out. And probably regret it. After that is more free time and then curfew. Judging by this school, curfew probably isn't very restricted.

I was brought back to attention when Ozpin spoke again. "As you are mostly likely informed of, the initiation test is tomorrow, at 10:00 sharp. It should not take you more than a few hours to get through it, so I suggest that you bring some sort of nutrition and liquid to keep you up to speed. There have been a few instances of students dying or becoming seriously injured even with the use of aura-" I gulped. "And they had to be sent back to their families. I do not intend for that to happen during my time as a headmaster." I seriously question Beacon. "And on, you'll be sleeping in the boy's dormitory for tonight only. Once I have placed you all into teams, you will have your own team dorms…" Thank god. "Here is a map," Ozpin slid another paper over to me. "And that is all."

I nodded, taking the map. "Thank you, Professor Ozpin."

"I only do my best to help everyone." Ozpin said simply, taking another sip from his mug.

Seriously, I don't understand the 'magical' mug of coffee.

END

YES, THE CHAPTER IS COMPLETED! Anyways, does anyone have any ideas for more Grimm other than the canon ones? I have come up with a condor-like Grimm, a winged serpent Grimm, a banshee hybrid... Thing Grimm. Yep, that's about it for my creativity.

Reviews are appreciated! I will glomp!

~Hemo