Rwby. Male neglected and abused male reader x Harem

ready to go to beacon time spent with stepson

It was a week before Y/n would have to go to Beacon. It was a normal day and the cold weather finally let up.  Y/n got word that Bulma was going to arrive soon. He was ready to meet her at home. Her ship landed and she stepped out of the ship. And right behind her was Trunks.

Bulma: Hi Y/n.

Y/n: Hey guys.

Bulma: We finally made it.

Y/n: Hey there Trunks.

Trunks said nothing.

Y/n in head: One day the kid will talk to me at least.

Y/n: Why don't you go get settled in? Trunks, want to go shopping with me? We can get the best food here.

Trunks reluctantly nodded and Y/n and him flew to the city of Vale.  They went and shopped around getting anything Trunks wanted. And then they went to eat.  They sat in silence for the most part. 

Y/n: Hey Trunks. I want to ask you something.

Trunks looked at him.

Y/n:How are you holding up? I know this whole thing is tough on you. 

Trunks: Your going to tell me a boring lecture aren't you?

Y/n: No. I'm actually going to tell you my childhood wasn't great either. Actually before Frieza adopted me, I was physically and mentally abused. And the abuse stopped. Even though with Frieza I was still physically hurt. But that wasn't put of spite or anger. It was to make me stronger so I can defend myself.  I care about you kiddo. I want you to know that. You don't have my blood in you. But I still see you as my son. 

Trunks just looked down at the table.

After they ate their food they went back to the house.  Trunks sat down on the couch and watched TV.  But soon duty called. A unknown force was wreaking havoc in vale. Y/n went and approached the figure.

Y/n: Surrender or die. 

?: You stand no chance.

The figure punched Y/n sending him flying. Y/n stopped himself anf charged. The unknown man met him head on and they started to fight. To most it was blasts of wind in the air making loud booms. The battle was even both men struggling. A force punched the unknown man knocking him back.

It was Trunks in super saiyan. He charged at the figure again.

Y/n: Trunks no don't! 

Trunks punched the unknown figure but it did nothing and got a punch back making him go through buildings. Y/n caught him before he could go through more buildings.

Trunks was out of super saiyan and was heavily damaged.

Y/n: Damn it Trunks. That was stupid.

Trunks was breathing heavily not able to say a word. Y/n laid him down on the ground gently. In an instant the gaze of Y/n snapped to the unknown man.

Y/n: You are going to pay for that. YOU BASTARD!!!!!!

At blinding speeds Y/n punched the unknown man full force. He let on an onslaught of attacks with no end in sight. Finally Y/n fired a death beam going through the enemy. But Y/n didn't stop as he let out a barrage of other death beams. The enemy laid on the ground dead. Y/n picked up Trunks and carried him to his home.

Y/n: How are you holding up kid?

Trunks strained: I'm okay.

Y/n: Glad to hear kid.

When Y/n got to his home he went straight to the bedroom he made for Trunks for when he would visit Bulma and put him down in the bed.

Y/n: Rest kid. You earned it.

Y/n left the room to see Bulma with a worried look on her face.

Y/n: He'll be okay. Just needs some rest.

Bulma hugged Y/n. Y/n hugged back comforting the worried mother.

Y/n: I love you.

Bulma: I love you too.

Y/n: I'll tell you what, you go sit down, and I'll make dinner.

Bulma nodded and went to sit down. Y/n made some dinner. He let the girls grab their food while Y/n went to take Trunks his plate of food.  He entered the room and Trunks was resting. He sat the plate of food down on the nightstand next to him and went to walk out of the room.

Trunks tired: Y/n?

Y/n: *stops* Yeah kid?

Trunks: Thanks.

Y/n: *smiles* Anytime kid.

Y/n left the room and joined his girls in eating dinner.  He knew that soon he would be in almost a new world. One where he was not a leader of a universal force. One where he is a student again. One he didn't mind. Because he enjoys peace. How long peace will last is untold.