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Neo X Roman

Requested by: @Velenka09

Here is your Neo x Roman! I hope you like it!

It was cold and dark in the warehouse. Crates of Dust stacked from wall to wall, ceiling to floor. White Fang members guarding the entrance with guns, knifes, mallets, and other sorts of weapons you could think of.

Roman, the crime lord, sat behind his desk, smoking a cigar, and flipping through blueprints and maps of other Dust companies that they didn't land their hands on yet. As evil as he was, he didn't want to stop until he had EVERY single piece of Dust he could ever take around the world. Not only would he be rich to add to his infamous profile, but he would be powerful as well. He could think of taking over every continent in the world and finally having the life he always wanted.

"Mr. Torchwick", a White Fang male member interrupted Roman's happy thoughts.

"What is it??" he almost chewed off his cigar in anger.

"One of the men gave us an update that the mission to steal the Dust company from Mistral has been compromised."

Roman slammed his fist on desk in frustration as he grunted loudly.

But before he could use every curse word from the dictionary, he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around only to see Neo giving him a light grin with her parasol wide open above her head. Knowing that she knew better, he decided not to let out his anger in front of the White Fang member.

"Tell the men that if they screw up one more time, they won't live to see another day", Roman said as he rubbed his temple.

"Yes, sir!" the male White Fang member obeyed before walking away quickly.

Roman then sat down on his chair and sighed, only to be taking another puff from his cigar. As he was working in reducing his stress, he felt the petite hands again on his shoulder. Neo smiled at him as he was becoming confused to why she was acting so cheery. But he shrugged it off and convinced himself that is was her normal behavior.

"I swear, is it just me or do these men not know what they're doing?" he asked as he slouched. "After a long time of training themselves to be good as me, they can't even successfully rob a candy store. When I was eight years old, I successfully robbed a candy store. BY MYSELF. Stole every piece of sweet that I could get my hands on. Stealing Dust is like stealing candy, right Neo? But I guess not, since the White Fang can't even lift a box of crate from the store."

Neo then placed a finger on his lips to quietly shush him. By this action, a question mark just basically popped in his mind. She held her finger up, a sign for Roman to wait, as she walked away to the back of the warehouse.

"What the hell is she doing...?" Roman whispered to himself.

He had the opportune moment to follow his small henchman to where she was going, but he didn't bother. If he was gonna wait, he was gonna wait.

"Mr. Torchwick!" another man called out.

Rubbing his temples more, he growled lightly enough so the man wouldn't hear.

"What is it this time??"

"Our cargo from Vacuo came in", he said.

"Finally", Roman sighed, "I'm listening to the voice of success."

"Oh. I shouldn't really take credit -"

"I wasn't talking to you."

Roman walked away as he left the White Fang member in embarrassment.