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Jaune woke up the next morning in his one blue Pumpkin Pete onesies. The blond stretched out his limbs, cracking a few bones, the sound made him wince before he got out of his rather small bed and walked to his kitchen to whip up some breakfast. He looked out the window to see the sun rising as he grabbed a skillet and two eggs from the refrigerator. Taking a peek at his Scroll, he saw it was roughly 8 in the morning. His official opening would be in an hour, lunchtime would be from one to one thirty in the afternoon, which would also count as his break, and closing would be around 6:30. For the next 2 weeks, he would open 7 days a week until he could figure out which day would have the least customer so he could close on that day to rest.

"Today's the day," muttered Jaune to himself as he put some bread in the toaster, "The start of my own life. The day I- oh crap!"

As he had turned around, he slipped on the floor and landed on his butt, letting go of the egg in his hand. It flew up into the air before landing right on his head, breaking open upon impact.

"Anddd I need a shower," sighed Jaune as he stood up, quickly cracking another egg into the skillet and preparing his breakfast before heading into the shower to get rid of the egg yolk.

40 minutes later, Jaune was wearing a blue salon uniform with blue jeans and he was ready for business. He had already eaten and made a quick check around the workplace to make sure there was nothing wrong. He took a look at his Scroll and checked that his new web page was working. He smiled as he noticed his new place's name.

Elysium Oasis.

He had to admit, Roman had a nice sense of style for the name. The new sign would be coming in soon, and some other workers would be putting the words on the windows, too. As the bell tolled at nine, the doors opened and roughly twelve people streamed in at once.

"We have an appointment," grunted the leader.

"Yes, Junior and party for all day, correct?" asked Jaune nervously, though fully admiring Junior's beard, wishing he could grow one like it.

"Yeah, that's us. Roman said you did some good massages. I have a damn crick in the neck thanks to this blonde girl's punch to the face. The twins, Melanie and Miltia, my nieces, got their butts kicked, especially Melanie as she got a nasty kick in the face. My best DJ man overstretched his back from being thrown through some windows. And the others... well they were useless."

The other men cried at their bosses heartless statement, but couldn't disagree with him. The twins gave Jaune a flirty smile as he blushed when he looked at them. The DJ groaned as he put his hand on his back. Junior himself was rubbing his neck as he recalled that last punch. It had knocked him flat out in the streets, and it had taken the twins to drag him back in.

"And so, I'm ordering, let's see," murmured Junior as he took a glance at the menu. Before he could say anything, the twins were already taking charge.

"We'll be taking the 90-minute full body massage with oil," said Miltia as she pointed to herself and her sister, "The rest of the men can take the 30 minute one, including Uncle Junior. No massage oil needed for them."

"Wait, shouldn't I get a longer one?" asked Junior.

"Fine, you get the 60 minute one, along with the DJ guy because we like his music," scoffed Melanie, "Still no massage oil for both you."

"I'm your boss!" complained Junior.

"And we need this more than you, so shut up and take it," said both twins.

Junior could only cry tears as he obediently obeyed them. Even if he was the uncle and their guardian, they had him wrapped up in their pinkies.

"And we're going first," chirped Miltia.

Seeing that all the men grumble but obey, Jaune took out several Scrolls and asked them all to fill out the patient information section and medical history questionnaire while he got ready. When they finished, Jaune quickly put the information into OfficeMate and set it up before calling the twins to come in first. As he was guiding them to the changing room, he heard one of them laughing as he was going through one of the comics, laughing about an egotistic rat and a dumb pig.

"So, Miltia, what do you think of the boy?"

"He looks cute enough to eat."

"Indeed. Want to 'accidentally' flash him and get a discount?"

"Sounds like a plan! Let's go with yukatas, get him even more flushed!"

And so the twins quickly showered off and wore yukatas that were short and barely covered their smooth thighs, leaving a lot to the imagination. As they got out of the changing room, they saw Jaune waiting and blushing when he saw their state of dress.

"What's wrong?" asked Miltia as she bent down, letting Jaune get a good look between the valley of her perky breasts.

"No, nothing," said Jaune, quickly turning away, "Just follow me"

"Do you mind if we get a room with two beds?" asked Miltia as she bent down to scratch her pale long legs, making sure Jaune saw it, "We like to be with each other."

"... s-s-sure, no problem!" stuttered Jaune as he quickly walked forward, "Right in here!"

"He's so easy to tease," whispered Miltia.

"I'd feel bad for trying to get a discount from him," replied Melanie, "He's adorkable!"

"Well, let's just see how good his massages really are."

As they entered the room, Jaune had quickly taken one of the side walls and folded it away. He had made purposely made 2 single rooms and a double room that could also act as individual rooms, getting up to four people at once if needed. The twins quickly laid down on their respective beds after flipping a coin to see who go first. Miltia pouted as Melanie won first massage.

As Jaune was preparing and about to put the massage oil on his hand, Miltia stopped him first.

"Wait! We don't like that generic brand," said Miltia.

"Errr, what brand do you want?" asked Jaune as he put it away, "I have five more selections here."

Miltia took a look at the brands and frowned before announcing to him, "The generic one is ok for scentless, and most men will use that, and some female. Two of these are worthless that you shouldn't even consider. The other three are ok, but less commonly used. I can't believe you didn't research the top brands."

"Sorry," begged Jaune, "I just bought ones that seemed nice, were decently priced, and ones that my sisters used. Could you tell me which are the more popular brand?"

Miltia and Melanie turned to look at Jaune begging and felt their hearts melt as they saw him on his knees. He was just too adorable to lecture harshly!

"Fine, luckily, we brought our own oil, right Melanie?"

"Yep, right here!"

From the depths of her cleavage, she pulled out a massage oil, causing Jaune to blink as he had no idea how she did that.

"This one's a tad expensive, so I don't expect you to have it in stock unless you decided to become someone's personal masseur. The popular brands and scent are..."

As Miltia was listing at least 7 types of oil, Jaune had grabbed a pen and paper and was already writing them down.

"And that's about it. Most of those cost roughly 30-40 Lien for about 150 mL bottle each. You can probably buy the bigger bottle for a cheaper Lien to mL rating. The one you're going to use costs us 75 Lien just for 10 mL. That means we expect a good massage... or else."

Jaune almost choked at that cost and nodded frantically before warming up his hands once more. Melanie lied back down once more while Miltia sat down on a chair and opened her Scroll to start playing a game.

"Play your cards well, and I might decide to let you massage the front side," teased Melanie, wriggling the lower half of her body to tease Jaune as he had to look away from the hem that threatened to reveal her jiggling ass.

"Melanie, let the boy concentrate," giggled Miltia as she looked at Jaune.

Jaune took several deep breaths with his eyes closed while putting some of the oil in his hand. As he rubbed his palms together, his eyes opened, and Miltia blinked as she witness some sort of change come over Jaune. Jaune's face now showed intense concentration, with no hint of the clumsiness from earlier. She squirmed and shifted her legs a little, feeling a bit hot under all this.

Melanie had not seen the change, and thus wasn't ready for those hands touch her back. She shivered upon contact, but so far, Jaune was merely spreading the massage oil on her back.

"Not bad, but not enough to... OHH!"

Jaune had been testing her muscles before finding a tense knot near her waist and pressed down on it. Melanie arched her back in slight pain for it turned into pleasure as Jaune began his kneading her muscles. The arc that Melanie threw her back had been enough to see her breasts and nipples, had he been paying attention, but Jaune had been focused on his job and completely missed it. Melanie fell back the bed as her mind started to float away.

Miltia tried to focus on her game, but hearing Melanie moan every now and then made her feel even hotter. And add to the fact they were twins, meaning that had a limited telepathic connection with each other. Nobody really knew why some twins had these, but these two did. So all the pleasure Melanie was feeling was like a tease for Miltia, letting her know what to expect.

Back in the waiting room, Junior was going through some of the latest news when the entrance door opened. A civilian couple roughly around 60 walked in and paused when they saw 8 men they knew were from the local gang of Vale. They had seen the grand opening sign and wanted to get some massages when they saw Junior and his men and thought that this was a just a fake store and a secret hideout for the gang. They turned around to leave when Junior stopped them quickly.

"Hey, no worries, we're all customers here today," said Junior quickly. He silently cursed himself for not telling his men to wear civilian clothing. Of course, the civilians would know who they were! And if rumors spread that this place was a gang hangout and not owned by a civilian masseur, it would put Jaune out of business. Junior would feel guilty for being the cause, especially because he had loaned the Lien to open the place with no interest, thanks to Roman convincing him to do so.

The couple still seemed nervous to talk to Junior, so Junior grabbed one of the more socially spoken grunts to do the talking for him.

"Oh, ummm, ok," said husband, "We wanted to see if there was an opening today."

"We're sorry, but all of today's appointments have been reserved. Do you want to reserve for perhaps tomorrow?"

"No, we'll be busy then. Is there a better time to just call back?"

"There is a website for you to make an appointment at this location."

"Sorry, we don't know much about electronics," apologized the wife, "We're sorta new here."

Junior could only grunt in frustration at how ill-prepared Jaune was. Then again, it was his fault that he had booked the whole day today. He debated about lending some men to help Jaune start up the place until he could hire a front desk.

Soon enough, the couple had made an appointment for two days later for 60-minute massages each. As they left, the gang sat back down on their chairs before chuckles could be heard once more, this time about a boy and his tiger who he imagined was real instead of a doll and going on Dust filled adventures.

"Wonder how it's going with the girls?" wondered Junior, "Those two are really picky about who does it. The last person to do so ended up being their sandbag for the whole day, weapons on. Hope the kid is doing okay."

Back in the massage room, Junior's worries were unfounded. Rather, he should've been worried about the moans Melanie was now giving off as they began to sound orgasmic.

"You have quite a bit of muscle down here, as well as some knots. Do you focus on kicks?"

Jaune was working on her calves after finishing up with her back. Seeing Melanie was out of it, Miltia quickly answered for her, "Yes, and I focus on using claws."

Miltia, however, wasn't much better as she could feel what Melanie was going through, even if it via telepathy, and couldn't wait for her turn. She was tempted to just tackle Jaune and demand her massage right away.

"What kind of work do you two beautiful ladies do? Are you Huntresses?"

Both twins blushed at his compliment. Normally, when an average guy flirted with them, they tended to hit back... with their weapons. However, as Jaune was currently giving Melanie the best massage and transmitting the pleasure to Miltia, so they let the comment go.

"No..., we're too busy to be Huntresses. Uncle needed every hand on deck, so we couldn't do that. What about you? Did you always want to be a masseur?" asked Miltia as she attempted to change the subject. Both twins glanced at each other and agreed that they didn't want Jaune to know they were in a gang.

"I wanted to become a Huntsman," sighed Jaune, "But I didn't get into Beacon. I didn't want to go back home, so I decided to stay in the city and opened up shop here."

Jaune gained instant pity points from the twins and didn't try to push the subject. Jaune finished up with Melanie's legs and was about to do the arms when she stopped him.

"Could you... do my butt next?" blushed Melanie, "Since I focus on kicks more, it's been sore, especially from my last fight. Brutish girl thrashed our place and I landed on them hard."

Jaune nodded and lifted the towel that had covered her ass to reveal she was wearing a rather low cut thong, giving Jaune full access to her butt cheeks. To Miltia's surprise, Jaune didn't even waiver, though his eyes did blink and he blushed a bit harder as he began his work. Melanie squeaked when hands suddenly touched her butt, but she relaxed as she felt him pressing down and hitting the knots.

Soon enough, though not fast enough for Miltia, Melanie's ninety minutes were up. Jaune stood and washed his hands, slightly shaking them to recover the feeling before turning around just to see Miltia already lying on her bed, her yukata already off and eager for her massage. She had waited long enough, and looking from Melanie's now snoozing face, it would be so worth it.

"Could you focus more on my shoulder and arms?" asked Miltia, "I tend to stretch those out more."

Jaune nodded as he stretched and cracked his fingers, ready for another one.

"So does your sister always wear such... daring underwear?" asked Jaune curiously.

"Interested in us?" teased Miltia, causing Jaune to blush and stutter, "Not normally, no. We wear exercise shorts usually for our job. We only wore these because we were coming here today."

Jaune nodded and began his work. Miltia felt so much relief off her shoulders as she was finally getting her massage. The phantom massage had been a real teaser for her. The two of them had some small talk before Miltia was finally unable to talk as she wanted to just enjoy her massage. After taking care of several more knots in her back and arms, Miltia decided to tease him one more time before she knocked out.

"Want to massage my chest? I could use it, as I do use that muscle a lot. Not to mention, I need to make sure they're firm and check for bumps."

She laughed as she saw Jaune blush as crimson as her usual dress before telling him that it was a joke, though part of her wondered how it would feel if he did. She had to fight off a blush as the answer came to her. It would most likely be sinfully wonderful, but it wasn't something she was ready for yet.

She didn't give it any more thought as Jaune had started on her legs and knocked her out to dreamland with Melanie.

"Whew. Finally finished," said Jaune as he stood back to stretch. Both twins were now asleep on the massage tables, towels place over them so they wouldn't catch a cold. He quickly looked at the time and noticed it was already 12:15.

"I could either take one of the thirty-minute patients and go to lunch on time, or take Junior and just delay my lunch... what to do?" pondered Jaune.

He decided to just do Junior's first and just heat up some premade meals he had in the fridge for his lunch. Walking out of the room, he went to the front desk to see it was being manned. Seeing Jaune raise an eyebrow in confusion, Junior quickly explained the situation and advised Jaune on hiring someone to man the front desk.

"I'll put up signs immediately," sighed Jaune, cursing himself for the lack of oversight.

"You know, if you want, I can have one of my men man the station until you get a new hand," said Junior, "Though it'll cost you..."

"How much?" sighed Jaune, getting out his wallet.

"I want massage oil for my massage," said Junior, "Me and my DJ man. And maybe the guy manning the station. Everyone else stays the same."

"Deal," smiled Jaune, "Please, follow me in for your massage, then."

"Hold that for a second," said Junior before turning to his men, "It's almost lunchtime, so go get some food."

"Any choice of food?"

"Hmmm... Jaune you got any preference?"

"Me?" asked Jaune, "This is your food!"

"We'll grab your share, too," waved Junior, "Didn't want to mention it, but we might've scared some potential customers. Managed to get 4 reservations on different days, but three people entered and left when they saw us. I should've had my men wear civilian wear today. Consider as an apology as well as a gift for your first-day opening."

Jaune blushed before asking for a cheeseburger. As he turned around, Junior whispered to his men to also get Jaune some fries and a milkshake. When asked what type, he shrugged and said to get chocolate and vanilla. He would just take the one Jaune didn't want.

"Speaking of which, where are my nieces?" asked Junior as he was guided to the changing room.

"They're asleep in the doubles room. They must've had a long day yesterday," replied Jaune.

"Long day... yeah that's about right."

Melanie and Miltia had been busy shopping and helping him restock the whole day. Thanks to Yang, he had to fix his whole club, which cost him quite a bit of Lien, He was lucky he had other investments to be able to cover for it!

As Junior entered the changing room, he glanced around the room, observing on what could be improved. So far, there didn't really seem much for improvement, though the color of the towel he supplied could've been a nicer color than just white. He took a quick shower and dried himself up before exiting the room, noticing Jaune had supplied 4 different sizes of one use slippers.

"Not bad," grunted Junior as he took the largest one. He had seen several motels that only supplied 3 different sizes, which was a mistake. The best places had five different sizes ready, but considering Jaune just opened his business, he couldn't complain. Soon, he was lead to a single room, but not before taking a quick peak at the doubles room to see the twins still asleep.

'Man, he must be good if they're still asleep,' thought Junior, 'That, or so bad they knocked themselves out. I'm thinking,or rather hoping, for the first one, though.'

As Junior got on the bed, Jaune could only admire the muscles the man had. That, and the beard. He wanted a beard similar to that, but so far no luck.

"Any preference in the massage oil?" asked Jaune.

"Doesn't matter, just get me the scentless one. I'm not like the twins. They freaking went out and bought a 10 mL bottle for 75 Lien. I'm relatively wealthy, but I do wish they didn't waste Lien willy-nilly," grumbled Junior.

"I know. I used it on them. They were nice enough to also give me some other popular brand names that are on the cheaper side."

"Whoa, really? I'm surprised those girls let you use it for both of them. Now I'm really looking forward to my massage."

Jaune nodded while flexing his hands a little before putting the massage oil on. He looked and saw Junior's muscular back and frowned at his own body. Compared to Junior, he was just a scrawny boy. He resolved to do more bodybuilding exercise when he got the chance.

As Jaune continued to massage, Junior chatted with him for a bit. It was not to say that Jaune's massage wasn't effective, it was that Junior had a bit more muscle mass than the twins that it took a little longer for Jaune to press through.

"So how come the twins work for you? They called you uncle, but what about their parents?" asked Jaune as he looked for another subject.

"Gone. Grimm attack at an old settlement long ago. I was still in Vale and didn't hear about it until after. I rushed over with some of my friends just to find it was burnt down. They told me there were no survivors, but I didn't trust them. I knew my brother and wife were smart, and searched their house. I almost lost hope when I found the basement with heavy locks on it. My friends and I broke through, and inside the basement were my adorable nieces, all cuddled and asleep. The rest is history. I took them back and raised them. It's why I still love them even though they treat me like dirt sometimes. They're my family, and I know they care for me too."

Jaune could only gape in silence, though his hands kept moving, pressing on a certain knot he had found. That caused Junior to sigh in relief as he felt it slowly disappearing.

"Sorry about the sob story," grunted Junior.

"Sorry for asking. It seemed too personal, and I was being nosy."

"Bah, don't worry about it. What about you? Roman gave me some cliff notes about you. Not to laugh at you, but it was hilarious to see Roman's face when he found out his 'best' works failed. He was so sure of himself with those forgeries."

"Yeah, funny..."

Junior frowned and turned around to see Jaune had stopped moving, his eyes closed. Jaune noticed Junior shifting and began going back to work, focusing on Junior's arms now, as to his request.

"Hey, don't be glum. Sorry I poked at you, but you can always apply next year! Just get some good training and reading done, and you'll be a shoo-in! You don't have to try to get in just by transcripts, but rather through auditioning and taking a written test!"

"Yeah, and be the only 'old' one in the new year."

"Not really. Sure, lots of them start at 17, but there are also quite a few that start even older. The Academies are always looking for Hunters. If you're good enough, you can even try to transfer into the second year with others."

Jaune's smile slightly brightened as he continued his work. Seeing Jaune smile, Junior laid back down to enjoy the rest of his massage. The poor boy really didn't stand a chance as he was right now. He could tell by a glance that the boy was ill-prepared. Heck, he could sense that the boy didn't have his Aura unlocked. Not only that, but a single glance told him that the boy had never really been a fight. It wasn't his job or responsibility to help him, though. Maybe he could offer advice, but ultimately, it was up to Jaune to pave his own path.

Junior stretched and yawned slightly as his time was up. He had to admit, the kid had skill as a masseur. Roman's words had not been wrong, though he still owed him a couple of men. If Jaune's business did somehow fall through, he'd consider hiring him as a personal masseur for him and the twins, as they seemed to like him too. Jaune offered them to eat at his apartment upstairs, but only the twins accepted after giving everybody else the glare, to which Jaune didn't notice. Time flew by to closing time, and although one of them didn't get their massage, Jaune promised his first thing in the morning tomorrow.

As they left, Jaune sighed in relief as he looked at his hands. They were a bit sore from all that massaging, but nothing a little rest couldn't fix. That, and tomorrow's schedule didn't look too hectic like today. As he started to clean up, he heard the door open.

"Hey, blondie! You still alive?"

Roman Torchwick entered the building without a care, followed by his silent partner Neo.

"Yeah, just cleaning up!" shouted Jaune.

"You know, I know a great cleaning service! Good quality for affordable prices! If you don't mind them being Faunus, of course. They might accidentally leave some of their fur behind, but they do a neat job!"

"I'll consider it when I'm in a better position. Today was quite hectic. Though Junior and them gave me a nice tip, too!"

They had indeed been supportive, as the total cost had come out to be 485 Lien. Jaune was ready to deduct some costs, but Junior waved it off as he paid him 530 Lien directly, not bothering with the change. Of course, he had felt Miltia and Melanie's glare burning into his head, as if daring him not to leave a tip.

"That's good. Just swung by to check up on you! That, and Neo wants another one."

Neo pouted as she stamped her leg. Jaune had only given her a shoulder massage, and that was with her clothes still on. She wanted to be spoiled, too!

"Sure, just head in, then," said Jaune.

Neo was about to rush in when Roman stopped her, "Na ah ah! Jauney boy just had a full day here. Let him rest. I promise you'll get the massage that you want."

Neo glared at him but nodded in agreement before asking him silently if it could be tomorrow.

"No can do, Neo. Our … 'job' will be making us busy for the next few weeks. Though I'm sure you can fit in one on... well, I promise you'll get one."

Neo growled silently but obeyed, knowing the job was important.

"Do you guys want to stay for dinner? I just need to go buy some ingredients," said Jaune as he finally entered the room.

"Got you covered there," grinned Roman as Neo pulled a bag of groceries from seemingly nowhere, "And to pay for it, you get to cook for us! Any ingredients leftover here you can use."

Jaune wanted to pay for some of it, but both Roman and Neo insisted that he just cook. While Jaune had been in Vale, he had stayed with the two of them before opening his own place. The two had tasted Jaune's food and loved it, especially their job usually required them to just do take outs.

As Jaune looked through what he had and started showing off his culinary skill, Neo prodded at Roman with a questioning gaze.

"No, he doesn't know about us," whispered Roman, "Which I'm surprised, as my face was plastered all over the news. Apparently, he doesn't pay much attention. Nor did he know about Junior and his gang."

Neo looked at him expectantly.

"No, I'm not going to recruit him or tell him about our real job. This place could be the perfect hideout if we need it! If working with… her, goes south, which let's face it, it probably will, then we'll hide here, it's perfect, no one knows about our little friendship with him. Nor do they need to know."

Neo frowned, before gesturing about training.

"What, me train him? Are you mad? Just because you like his massage doesn't mean I should help him more than I should! And stop looking at me like that Neo, the reason I helped open this place was that my transcripts for him didn't work! I have my dignity, you know! Plus, with our job with the idiotic White Fang, it's going to be riskier. We can't drag him in. Not while he is still innocent."

Neo smiled at that before prodding at Roman.

"No, I'm not going soft! It's common sense! The boy can't fight, and he doesn't have his Aura unlocked!"

Neo tilted her head in confusion before gesturing at Jaune before pointing at Crocea Mors that was hanging on his wall.

"Yea, big surprise for me too. Would've thought someone in his family would've unlocked it. Arc is a rather big name in the Hunters group. And from what I've seen, he doesn't even know its existence. No, I'm not volunteering to unlock it. And nor will you Neo."

Neo pouted but obeyed before masking her emotions, as Jaune had come out with food. The trio sank into Jaune's new dish and ate in delight. The trio spent the rest of the evening talking about random topics, such as movies. Neo merely gestured or typed out her response. Jaune felt slightly more confident about his shop and future dreams.

Hope you've enjoyed this chapter! Junior and his gang come for their massage, but unintentionally causes trouble. Not only that, but Jaune misses on some vital parts, but hopefully his skills will save him. Read, Review, and share if you can!

Some of you may wonder when team RWBY and NPR will come into play. You'll all find out soon enough!