Terumi!Male!Reader x RWBY

V1:E9-Burden

You were asleep in your dorm with your team. You actually fell asleep somewhat easy as the 'who's leader of my team?' Question was answered and the bed didn't smell like expired milk.

Lata: "WAKE UP!"

That jolted you awake.

Y/N: "Huh!? What is it?"

Lata: "Well, today's the first official day we'll spend as team TRLL! And I think it's only right if we wake as a team as well!"

Y/N: "Oh, really? Well, I'm gonna have to disagree right there as waking me up was a bad choice. I don't even get that much sleep in the first place."

Luma: "I-I agree with Terumi... Waking all of us was not needed..."

Rog: "*Grumble*... Yeah... I'm gonna have to side with our leader on this..."

Lata: "Well we're all awake now! So that means we can start our first and very important mission as a team!"

Y/N: "What could possibly so important on the first day? You little-"

Lata: "DECORATING!"

Y/N: "Decorating?"

Luma: "*Gasp*, decorating!"

Rog: "Decorating, huh?"

Lata: "Yup!"

Wow... What a waste of time.

Y/N: "What if, as leader, I told you no?"

Lata: "What?! Come onnnnnn! This was one of the things I was looking forward to!"

Luma: "I-I agree... I was looking forward to decorating..."

Y/N: "Alright, alright! Everyone calm down! I guess you can decorate. As long as I can still sleep in the corner and I don't get cancer with your decorations, I'll tolerate it."

Luma & Lata: "Yaaaay!"

Rog: "I'm allowed to decorate too, right?"

Y/N: "Sure, if you even have anything. What'd you bring? A cardboard box?"

Rog: "*Laughter*, man, you're great. Nah, I have posters I wanna hang up."

Y/N: "Sure, whatever."

Lata: "Wait! What if his posters get in the way of my or Luma's decorating?!"

Y/N: "Sounds more like a you problem."

Luma: "A-Anyways, don't you have decorations you want to place, Terumi?"

Y/N: "No. I don't."

Lata: "You don't?!"

Y/N: "Did I stutter? No, I don't. Don't touch my corner either."

*Timeskip*

Lata: "With the combined power of our decorating, our room is now... The definition of AWESOME!"

Y/N: "Whatever, my eyes aren't bleeding, so I guess it's alright."

Luma: "I think we did a great job decorating!" She smiled

Rog: "Yeah, doesn't look half bad."

Y/N: 'Now that that's over with, this retarded school uniform is the dumbest thing ever. My bangs actually hit my face and people get a clear look at me... I think I'll just wear my jacket anyways... If the teachers are willing for a long argument with some hinted insults then I'm ready. Besides they aren't the worst I'll deal with.'

Luma: "U-Uh... Terumi?"

Y/N: "Huh? What do you want?"

You just put on your jacket and put the hood on.

Luma: "Isn't that against the school rules...? Or something like that..."

Y/N: "Probably. But I really don't care."

Luma: "O-Oh... Alright..."

Jaune: "We're gonna be late!"

You and your team heard that.

Lata: "Oh No!"

Y/N: "Don't kill my ears. Let's get going."

*Classroom*

Port: "Monsters! Deeeemons! Prowlers of the night! Yes, the creatures of grimm have many names... But I merely refer to them as prey! Ha ha!"

You were dying on the inside. This guy's voice just makes you want to stomp on him forever.

Port: "Uhhhh... And you shall too! Upon graduating this prestigious academy. Now as I was saying, Vale, aswell as the other kingdoms are safe havens of an otherwise treacherous world. Our planet is absolutely teeming with creatures that would love absolutely nothing more than to tear you to pieces. And that where we come in... Huntsman! Huntresses!"

He winked at Yang... God damn weirdo.

Port: "Individuals who have sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves. From what you ask? The very world!"

Random loser: "ayyy yeah!"

Port: "That is what you are training to become. But first a story..."

Yeah, that's enough of that. You tuned him out and played with one of your butterfly knives under the desk. You're pretty sure he let the jacket with the hood on slide, but carrying weapons without permission is probably a no-go. Him clearing his throat got your attention again.

Port: "... In the end the beowolf was no match for my sheer tenacity...

Aaaaand we're stopping there. Back to the butterfly knife.

Weiss: "I do sir!"

Oh, well, the attention is back.

Port: "Well then... Lets find out. Step forward, and face your opponent."

(A/N:You know, if there's something bothering you with my writing, no need to be afraid to tell. Point out mistakes and feel free to comment.)