[Location: Menagerie. 10 years ago]

(Y/n): 'Why in the FUCK does this island only have one hospital?'

After asking the locals where the nearest medical center in Menagerie is, I lead little Noir to it to get him patched up. Thanks to my aura, my cuts and bruises are clearing up just fine. I look down to my left and see the little cat faunus still holding my hand. Bruises still visible on his left arm, and his black eye still black. He just stares at the ground as we walk. To my right, the brief case full of Lien in my other hand. Why would I mention something I already know?

Anyway, I finally see a building with a big ass red plus sign. We make our way towards it and step inside. I see a few people in here. Some of the staff along with patients. Mostly in our way to the front desk..... Welp, time to start shoving. I make my way through them with Noir in tow.

(Y/n): 'xcuse me. Pardon me. Coming through. I am with child, my problems are more important than yours.

Finally making our way through, with a couple of complaints along the way, we are greeted by a nurse at the front desk. She has a pair of gazelle horns as she sports a welcoming smile. She soon looks me over, either checking out my hot bod or wondering why I look like I just came out of a blender.

Nurse: Hello! Welcome to the Raphael Clinic.

(Y/n): Hey. Listen, we got jumped by a beowolf. If you can get some bandages over here quick, that'd be great.

Nurse: We?

She leans forward and looks over the desk. I guess she didn't see Noir as we approached. When she does, she sees the condition the boy is in and sports a shocked expression.

Nurse: Oh my goodness! Please follow me!

She gets up from her chair and walks towards a side door leading further into the clinic. I guess it's a slow day if she can just leave her station for a minute. We soon follow her. After a minute of walking, we come to a stop to a room as she opens the door.

Nurse: Please step inside.

We do so and I see all the things you would expect from a clinic room. A sink, a weird hospital bed with the thin paper covering the top, a height and weight scale, and so on.

Anyway, I lift Noir up, setting him on the bed and the nurse begins the check up. I take a seat in a chair and set the case down to the side.

Nurse: So you both were attacked by a beowolf?

(Y/n): Yeah. We were taking a little stroll outside the village. When, all of a sudden, a beowolf came out of nowhere. I took care of it, but sadly he got swiped at during the start of the fight. Thank God it didn't use claws.

She carefully rolls up Noir's left sleeve and inspects the arm.

Nurse: Just give me a minute here and I'll be able to check up on you, sir.

(Y/n): Naw, it's fine. I'm a Huntsman. I get my a-ur-butt handed to me all the time. All I need is a moment to catch my breath and I'll be good to go. Just make sure he gets the necessary attention.

I quickly divert her attention back to Noir. Avoiding her from giving me a physical and figuring out the ears on top of my head aren't real. I also caught myself from cursing in front of a child. I'm not that big of a douche to swear with a kid in the room. Anywho, after a minute or two of inspecting Noir's injuries, she puts a splint on his arm and tasks him with holding an ice pack to his swollen eye. She soon turns to me.

Nurse: Well, besides the bruising, it seems his arm was dislocated. It looks like it was set back into place somehow. Thankfully, the black eye is not as serious. Just make sure to seek immediate medical attention if he has problems seeing in the future.

(Y/n): Got it. Thank you.

Nurse: Of course. Now, if you can give me you and your son's name, I can get this on the record and have you both on your way.

(Y/n): My so-yes. My son. Um, Sev and Noir (l/n).

Noir gives me a weird one eyed look from my fake name but doesn't say anything. The nurse pulls out a clip board and writes down the necessary hospital information. I get up and walk over to help Noir down, being careful with the splint on his arm.

Nurse: Aaaannd that should be it! You're free to go.

(Y/n): Awesome. Say thank you to the nice lady, Noir.

He looks up to her, still holding the ice pack.

Noir: T-thank you.

She looks back at Noir and gives him a warm smile.

Nurse: You are very welcome. Take care, you two.

I give a nod and lead Noir out of the building, grabbing my brief case along the way. It was then I remembered something when I found him.

(Y/n): Say, are you hungry?

Noir: Um-

It was at that moment an audible growl came from his stomach. His cheeks take on a slight reddish tint as he looks down.

(Y/n): Well that just inadvertently answered my question. Let's go get something to eat.

We head over to the food stands close to the shores. I get him a burger, a glass of milk, and a chocolate bar just for the hell of it. I don't know why, but a red flag gets thrown up in my head when I see Noir eyeing the food like he hasn't eaten in weeks... Yeah, I need some answers. But first.

(Y/n): Dude, it's not gonna run off if you look away. Dig in.

He looks up at me for a second before grabbing the burger and taking a big bite out of it. Filling his little cheeks with meat and buns. Never think those words again. Innuendos aside, he seems happy with the food.

(Y/n): So, Noir, are you gonna tell me what's going on? I want to help you. I really do. But I need to know who did this to you first.

He stops chewing and just looks at me. He swallows his food and sets the burger down on the plate. Fidgeting in his seat.

(Y/n): Take your time. You still got plenty to eat.

After a minute of awkward silence and the occasional nibbling on the burger, Noir finally spills the beans....... And I am actually shocked and disgusted. And I was eaten alive by a Goliath once! An abusive father. A neglectful mother. And an asshole of a sister. While he was telling me all this, Noir finally finished his burger and is now taking sips from the milk.

(Y/n):...... What did you say their names were?

Noir: Ghira, Kali, and Blake...

Ghira? I think I heard that name a few times before. Once when I heard about the forming of the White Fang. And another time when Sienna screamed out his name after we finished our transaction..... Suddenly my ego hurts. But all in all...

(Y/n): Yeah, I don't know who any of them are. But I've heard enough. Finish your milk and grab your candy. We're heading out.

He takes one last gulp from his drink and gets his bar.

Noir: W-where are we going?

(Y/n): D-d-don't worry, stutters. I'm not taking you back to them.

That seemed to have calmed him down a bit. He sports a confused look, though.

Noir: Where... are we going?

[Location: Beacon teachers lounge. Present]

(Y/n): And then I took him back to the mainlands, took care of him for a year trying to find him a better family, and then I just ended up adopting him myself.

I tell Glynda as I store some spoons in my duffle bag.

Glynda: So... the Belladonnas are-

(Y/n): Noir's real family, yes.

Glynda: And they have-

(Y/n): Made his life a living hell for the first seven years of his life, yes.

Glynda: Even though you technically-

(Y/n): Kidnapped a boy from his family, I just couldn't live with myself knowing I sent him back to those assholes, yes.

Glynda: Are you going to-

(Y/n): Keep interrupting you until you pop my head like a cherry? Yes.

I put a pepper shaker in with the other stuff and look back at Glynda with a sly smile. She just glares at me.

(Y/n): Ok, I'll stop.

Glynda: "sigh" That's a lot to take in... I'm not saying what you did was right, but I'm also not saying you should not have done that.

(Y/n): If I had a Lien for every time I heard that.

I grab a hand full of pencils and drop them into the bag.

(Y/n):.... I'd have three Liens actually.

Glynda: So that explains why he's hiding his faunus traits. He's-

(Y/n): Only trying to hide from his sis-

I hear a loud whip from behind me. Turning around, I see Glynda with her riding crop in her hands and a mean scold on her face.

(Y/n):....... Don't threaten me with a good time~

Glynda: "groan".... What are you even doing, anyway?

She watches me dump a fist full of paperclips into the duffle bag as I finally zip it close.

(Y/n): Preparing my classes for their next lesson.

I sling the duffle bag over my shoulder and head for the door. On the way, I grab a chair in the process.

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