A Man of Honor.

Chapter 59: A Reunion, and an Intervention.

"What you lookin' at?...You all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, 'That's the bad guy.' So...what that make you? Good? You're not good...You just know how to hide, how to lie... Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie... So say goodnight to the bad guy!" ~ Tony Montana Scarface.

The flashing lights and booming music of Junio's club continued as I watched Team RWBY make their way across the dance floor towards me moving through the sea of ignorant dancers. The entire time Blake held my gaze and I felt like a deer caught in headlights. I didn't want to make a scene, especially with Yang here with Ember Celica strapped to her wrists. She had already demolished this club once before and it wasn't something I wanted to happen to Junior again.

While the rest of the normal people around the club paid neither Team RWBY or I any mind the rest of the club was paying us all sharp attention. I saw Junior's men gathering around the dance floor observing them from a distance. No one drew weapons but many had either blades held low at their sides, red katana's ready to be drawn or pistols in their jackets ready to be unholstered. My crew was moving as well, having picked up on the atmosphere and seeing me being approached. But Blake and the rest of her team reached me first.

"Jaune... it's good to see you." Blake said to me. She raised her voice to be heard over the loud booming club music but it was otherwise calm, friendly even.

I narrowed my gaze at her. Everyone from teams RWBY and JNRP were here and I was facing off with them. "Why are you here?" I asked her.

"We just want to talk, Jaune." She told me.

"Listen bitch!" Melanie said, she still kept a hand on me but was clearly ready for this to break out into a fight. "You and your friends better get out of here before I call down Junior's boys!"

"Bring em heels!" Yang said, popping her knuckles. "I'll kick your ass and mess this club up all over again if I have to."

"I think we would all prefer to avoid that." I said to Melanie. "There's civilians here after all."

Melanie looked back at me and frowned but nodded in understanding. Another brawl here was the last thing we needed right now. It could be potentially worse than before given those big wigs in Atlas were just looking for someone to fuck up big time.

"Boss... is there a problem?" I heard Dove ask as he approached from behind, shuffling through some dancers that were paying no attention to the confrontation that was happening all around us.

"Not yet." I answered him.

"We just want to talk." Blake told me once more. "Just hear us out... please. We came here unarmed."

"Unarmed?" I asked, giving Yang another look as she crossed her arms showing off the shotgun gauntlets she wore.

"I only agreed to come armed." Yang told me. "I'm sure you can understand."

Considering what Yang had already done to this place by herself I figured that was enough to make a big mess of things if she was provoked.

"Jaune." Nora said to me. "We're here because we care about you... we want to help you."

"Do I even have a choice?" I asked them all, feeling more cornered that helped at the moment.

Blake gave me a rather sad look and shook her head no. I suppose that was to be expected, they wouldn't have come all the way here to see me if they didn't plan to at least get their say.

I sighed. "Alright... Melanie, can you go tell Junior that I would like a private moment to speak with my old friends?"

Melanie glared at them all before silently nodding and stepping away. I had Dove with me at least, and a look towards the edge of the dance floor showed me that the rest of my crew as well as Neo were observing me in case they needed to step in.