The teen grinned as he made it outside of the house without being caught.

Oh, this is the day he had been waiting for; with his parents away and his seven sisters busy because of the prank he did, there would be no one to stop him from fulfilling his nefarious plans. He suppressed releasing an evil cackle as he walk with a slight hop on his steps.

"They think they could send me away with a stupid sword and shield did they? No way Jose. I'm going to get the best weapon there is."

He muttered to himself as he continued walking.

Jaune Arc was the youngest of all Arc siblings and the only male in that regard. Ever since young, he found himself unreasonably controlled by his sisters and their whims. However, during the recent years, it had tone down because of their duties as Hunters. That doesn't mean that he was free though. His sisters would still order him around and there was nothing he can do about it. It was because of that reason that he thought of a brilliant plan.

He was going into a Hunter school.

Unfortunately, there were two flaws in his plan. The first was his lack of combat training from any decent school. The truth is that he wasn't really interested about becoming a Hunter until two years ago, and it was only because he didn't want to be stuck with his sisters. The second is that he doesn't have a badass weapon like any legitimate Hunter should. He had tried to ask his parents about that but they said that having a sword was the only thing he could use as he was only beginning to learn combat.

Even though Jaune want freedom from his sisters, that doesn't mean that he was about to charge in a Hunter school with nothing but hope and fake transcripts. That's why he asked them to train him in combat, in which they did with a perverse enthusiasm. His over-enthusiastic sisters bossed around him for three continuous years in the excuse of 'training' and if anything good came out of it, it was that he was now a somewhat decent fighter.

It was sad that he didn't inherited as much as half of his sisters' fight ability.

Now, at the age of seventeen, Jaune is ready to enter a Hunter school. However, he wasn't gonna go with just a meager sword and shield. They may be sturdy and easy to use, but Jaune still wanted his very own badass weapon.

Which is why he was sneaking.

He has heard of awesome weapons being sold in the city for a limited time. Those weapons were either not suited for the original user so they sold in a cheap price to get some of their money back. Now, Jaune was about to head there in hopes of finding something that would suit him. A sword-gun sounds good, he would even settle with an axe-sword if push comes to shove. He won't go to a nameless Hunter school without a great weapon that would later be his trademark.

Jaune giggled to himself as he thought of how cool a light saber would look.

So engrossed with his thoughts, he failed to notice a pair of observant eyes watching him from a distance.

『Chapter one: The Bodyguard』

Meanwhile in some unnamed sleazy bar.

"What do you mean she was hired!?"

Roman Torchwick, a famous criminal in two out of the Four Great Cities, slammed his hands on the counter as he shouted. He had spent so much time finding henchmen who had the skills to save his ass whenever he performs a daring robbery. By now, he had learned that having one competent henchman was better than a dozen same looking henchmen. The former was hard to find but they can do his biddings without any trouble, like that bull-faunus. On the other hand, the latter was easy to find but was much easier to dispose, like that red riding hood did to his newly recruited henchmen last week.

Now, Roman goes for quality over quantity.

"I will repeat for the third time," the man behind the counter rolled his eyes. Criminals these days. "She was hired yesterday by someone. I told her that you would be coming today but it seems that she was more interested in whatever offer was given to her."

"What?!" Torchwick cried in outrage. The man was about to repeat but the criminal raise his hand. "No, don't repeat that. What I want to know is why did she accepted the second offer when I offered her two hundred thousand lien in exchange for her service!"

The owner of the bar shrugged. "How would I know? She's the kind of girl who likes to follow trouble."

Torchwick was in the end of his rope, he was barely able to grab his hat, throw it in the ground and stomp at it repeatedly. It was only since he did not actually perform the act, he managed to preserve a gentleman's dignity. After all, he had to preserve his smooth criminal persona.

"I'm a criminal who wants to cause terrorism and who's famous for illegal things! How can someone outdo me in trouble making?!"

Once again the owner only shrugged. Despite the girl's short time in his bar, he knew that she does whatever she wants. She had the skills and power, she only went here because she heard that the crazies always go here.

Which was partially true.

Torchwick palmed his face and grabbed the nearest drink, downing it with one gulp. The criminal took a second before frowning and looking at the owner.

"What was the thing I just drank?"

The owner smiled before replying.

"Rinse water for my fake teeth."

Torchwick's definite manly shriek of terror resounded around the noisy bar.

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Jaune stopped on his tracks as he heard the scream of terror.

"Huh, some girl is in trouble!"

He looked around and saw that he wasn't the only one who noticed. The police officers on the other side of the road were already moving to the source of the scream. Jaune nodded at the police officers and hoped them good luck. He continued on his search of them location where the weapons were being sold. Jaune could not help but notice that the place was a little suspicious, definitely a reason why police officers were loitering around.

I wouldn't be in trouble, right? He said to himself as he started to feel a little wary.

What if it was a trap? What if the place was only a trick to lure aspiring Hunters who doesn't have badass weapon? Maybe the vendors were in fact kidnappers who would extort them into other cities where they would become mindless soldiers. Maybe the weapons on display were their actual weapons and they plan to use it on taking them!

Jaune gulped as he stared around him in suspicion.

As he entered an elevator inside the building, he couldn't help but notice a girl who entered as well. She was a short girl, her head only reaching his chest. But what attracted Jaune's attention was the color of her hair, in her case different colors of hair. Her hair was half-pink and half-brown with white streaks in the pink half. She was wearing a white jacket with pink interior, under it was a black corset with curve openings revealing her sides, she also brown pants and pink high boots.

In addition, although it was that particularly hot in Vale, or in the season of rain, the girl was carrying a pinkish white parasol. Maybe it was because her skin was sensitive. After all, that kind of complexion easily is sunburned. Jaune thought as he noticed that the girl was also staring at him.

Still wary about his earlier theory, Jaune decided to warn the girl.

"This isn't exactly the safest of places, just sayin'."

The girl stared at him as if he was an idiot. Jaune then realized his mistake, maybe the reason she was here was the same as his.

"Oh, are you perhaps interested in the weapons that they are selling here?"

The girl continued to stare at him.

"Keep it between the two of us, but I think this is some ploy to kidnap aspiring Hunters who don't have much money to buy customized weapons, and turn them into mindless soldiers," Jaune said in a low tone.

The girl blinked at his conclusion. He had a feeling that her stare translate into 'Are you retarded?'

"By the way, I'm Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls over the tongue. Ladies love it!"

The girl smiled and stared at him with pity. He couldn't help but feel down. He was rejected! Furthermore, the girl didn't even said anything!

Sighing at his own failure, Jaune walked with slumped shoulder as the elevator went into the third floor. The girl followed but kept a distance between him. He thought that she was doing it out of disgust and further drooped. He failed to notice the girl's shoulder shook as she let out a silent chuckle at him.

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Meanwhile in the Arc ancestral house.

Four blonde females sat in the living room, watching a soap opera while eating handmade snacks of their brother. All of them were different in age and had different face structures. They were Saber, Altria, Jeanne and Joan Arc.

"Huh, it's boring here. I wonder what's happening with Jaune," yawning, the youngest female, Jeanne mumbled.

Next to her, two years older than her, Altria spoke.

"Considering it is Jaune, I will not be surprised if he gets in trouble sometime today. I bet he'll come back later with a crazy tale."

"Sucker's bet," Jeanne's twin, Joan said. "It's a good thing that someone's watching him; we can't always look out for him, especially now that he will attend a Hunter school."

"We're lucky that Neo accepted our request," Altria then looked towards the eldest in the room. "How did you even meet her, sister?"

Saber took a bite of her favorite treat. Jaune was always good at making pastries that contains low sugar. She relished the food before turning towards her three sisters. The other three were still out and doing something she couldn't be bothered to know.

"I found her seven years ago. She looked promising so I trained her," Saber explained before grabbing another tart. "She's the kind of girl who loves trouble. Apparently, some criminal wanted to hire her, but after I told her one of Jaune's escapades, she decided to watch over him instead, for free."

"What escapade did you tell her? Jeanne asked. "When Jaune found himself sleeping with a herd of Ursae?"

"When Jaune found himself in the middle of a Nevermore's nest?" Joan supplied.

"Oh, is it about the time when Jaune accidentally boarded on a different Bullhead and landed in Vacuo and the said Bullhead covered by vomit?" Altria followed.

"Are we talking about Jaune's misadventures?" A new voice asked as Lily Arc entered the room. "My favorite was when Jaune battled an Alpha Beowulf with a frozen drumstick."

"Nah," Saber smirked. "It was when Jaune accidentally walked in the girls' shower room in Atlas. The day he almost died from nosebleed."

"And from lack of air as well," Altria reminisced.

"Neo said that she was getting bored of petty crimes. She wanted some amusement from time to time," Saber said as she grabbed for her seventh strawberry tart. "By the way, where are the other two?"

Lily shrugged, "They were haunting the girls who sent love letters in Jaune's locker."

"Ah."

The five sisters continued to eat and watch the rather boring program.

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"I knew it!"

Jaune shouted as he ducked an attack from one of the merchants inside. He grabbed the offender's arm and threw him towards the pile of bullets on the other side of the room. He then jumped to evade a low attack from a halberd using man. Jaune landed on the weapon before delivering a sharp kick towards the user's face, knocking him out cold. Next, he flipped at table and hit another approaching man before he jumped under another table to avoid bullets.

A few minutes after he entered the place, Jaune noticed that the vendors were acting suspiciously. All of them were staring at his every movement and they seem tense, as if ready to attack. It was only because of Jaune's years of experience under his sisters that he managed to deduce what they were planning. He tried to leave at that moment but it seems that these people would not allow it.

"What are your plans?" he shouted as he picked up a mace and threw it towards his target.

On the other side of the room, Jaune noticed the girl disposing other armed vendors with ease. The parasol that she was carrying doubled as a gun and a shield. Jaune couldn't help but notice the similarity in the girl's moves from his eldest sister as he watched her grappling moves.

"Why are you doing this?"

His answer came from a tall man wielding a chainsaw.

"'Ve are gonna ship you into other zities!" the man yelled with a rough accent as he charged. "'Zey vill turn you into mindless soldiers!"

From his peripheral, Jaune saw the girl pause for a moment in shock before slamming an attacker towards the wall, denting it. He was also shocked that his earlier theory had been correct. Maybe he should consider a career as a detective.

"I knew it! You were taking advantage of people who don't have money to order customized weapons!"

Jaune grabbed a sword and charged towards a group of armed vendors. He deflected all of the bullets and slashed at a man with a machine gun. Next, he bashed a man in the face with the pommel of his sword. He jumped and kicked a man who was attempting to throw a grenade. Next he used one of his foot as a pivot and unleashed a spinning slash like a tornado.

Sparks flew all around. Spinning, slashing then turning again – Jaune's sword danced madly like a tempest, shattering his targets' weapons and sending them flying away at the same time.

"Tch!"

Jaune dropped the sword and frowned. He wasn't used in using mechanical weapons. They were hard to control whereas Crocea Mors was easy to wield and was quite effective, unlike the weapons that he had been using throughout the battle.

"No wonder they were cheap."

Jaune picked another sword as he faced a shield user amidst the enemies. Unlike others, the shield user was proficient in blocking so he wasn't easily taken out. Jaune spun his body rapidly, he thrust the tip of the sword towards the shield.

An intense showering of sparks exploded. As expected a mechanical sword, trying to pierce with one strike a shield was not possible.

However, the attack did not end there. Jaune momentarily released the sword—

"Taste my awesome-ness! I call this, Immortal Breaker!"

Then he forcefully hammered his fist against the hilt of the sword.

Using the blade to transmit the impact - this was a weapon breaking technique that belonged to the domain of unorthodox sword skills.

The large shield was shattered into particles, the same goes for the mechanical sword. The user's eyes widened greatly.

Having shattered the shield, the sword's shattered piece hit the shield user. Jaune used the distraction to send a powerful punch towards the shield user's solar plexus, immediately knocking him out. Jaune didn't bother to pick a weapon this time, instead rushing towards his opponents unarmed.

Feeling the adrenaline, he yelled a battle cry—

"I cast Fist!"

The following scene was composed of utter badass skills from Jaune and the parasol-wielding girl. The armed vendors did not stand a chance as the two aspiring Hunters fought them with unorthodox skills learned from their fearsome teacher.

As Jaune knocked out the last vendor in disguise, the door was blown away by what it seems like an aura magic.

A man with gray hair and a cane walked inside followed by a stern looking woman with a riding crop and blonde hair tied into a bun. He would admit that they looked rather awesome, but their time of arrival left nothing to be desired.

Jaune noticed that the woman's eyes twitched when she saw the scene.

"Not another one!"

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"Of all the boneheaded, irresponsible things I've ever witnessed, this takes the cake!" the blonde woman with glasses said sternly as she paced around the interrogation room of a police department nearby. "Is Vale so boring that kids fight crime to pass time?"

Jaune tried not to meet the woman's gaze. But answered in a heated tone.

"Hey! What were we supposed to do? We didn't know it was a trap!"

In response to him, the woman replied.

"Do you not know that selling weapons in open is illegal? Hunter weapons are custom made and must have permission from the Department of Weapons and Safety. Those that they were selling were rejected by the Safety Department because of flaws that may cause their wielder's death!"

Jaune whimpered at his seat. But before the woman can say even more, the door was opened and the gray haired man entered the room; he wore a black suit and green scarf. Once again, Jaune wondered if there was something wrong in the climate in Vale or if it was just for fashion. Then again, the scarf may be a weapon like the parasol. However, he was focused at the man holding a plate of gummy bears.

The man placed the plate of gummy bears in the table, staring at Jaune with his hazel eyes.

"Jaune Arc," the man said as he stared at him. "You have… blue eyes…"

Jaune stared back at the man.

"You have gummy bears… let's negotiate."

The woman with blonde hair face-palmed so hard, that the noise reverberated in the room.

The girl next to him silently chuckled.

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"—and that's what happened."

Jaune sat in front of his seven sisters as he explained how his day went. How he battled 15 or so men in the building and how he was reprimanded by the woman named Glynda Goodwitch on how he should not trade his eyes for a plate of gummie bears—and finally, how he was invited at Beacon instead of a nameless Hunter school.

"Ah, so it was like that," Saber said as she sipped a cup of tea. "What about you Neo, will you also go to Beacon? I know that it wasn't in the deal, so I would understand if you want to back out."

The girl sitting besides Jaune, simply smiled at Saber.

"…"

"I see. That would be very appreciated. Jaune here always find trouble wherever he goes; and we can't always watch over him. I'll leave it to you to keep him safe."

"…"

"You have my thanks, Neo."

Jaune stared at the one-sided conversation and felt the need to intervene.

"Wait, wait wait, you know this girl?" he said, pointing at Neo which smiled at him. "And what do you mean 'I'll leave it to you' am I missing something here?"

Saber stared at Jaune.

"Her name is Neo, she will be watching you as you go in Beacon," she smirked at his gob-smacked expression. "Why brother, surely you didn't think that we will simply let you leave without any means of knowing when you have another one of your embarrassing moments, right?"

"But- but- but!"

Meanwhile, Neo only watched him in amusement.

She wasn't wrong in choosing him rather than that boring criminal.

Ha! I finally finished this! I got the inspiration of making a Jaune and Neo OTP after watching the latest episode. I think this will be my main focus rather than my Campione/DxD cross over.

So, did you like it? If you did, please leave a review. This is my second fic so please go easy on me~

By the way, I hear that many SBers from TGWP cult is lurking here. My Pen name in Nrvnqsr Vnzrbst, just thought you want to know.