Hey everyone! This was conceived when I asked my friend Ari "Do you think it hurts to have injuries healed with magic considering the biology behind it?" She agreed, and this little nugget was born. This chapter was all her, mine will be up soon. Read her fics too, because I love them.

"Ahh!" screamed Minako, as a rampaging shadow knocked her backwards on to the ground. From where she was standing at the other side of their formation, Yukari could already see blood oozing out of the place on Minako's arm where it had slammed hard into the floor. By the way it was hanging, it looked like it might be broken.

Yukari bit her lip. She hated the sight of blood.

"Arisato!" Mitsuru was already running over to her, with Artemisia poised to perform a spell. "Diarahan," said Mitsuru. As the spell began its work on Minako's arm, Yukari watched her friend writhing in pain, the arm contorting back and forth as Minako tried to use her other hand to hold it steady.

"It hurts," she gasped, shaking her head and pulling the arm back out of spell range. "I'm sorry…it's just…"

Mitsuru gave Minako a withering look. "I need you to be strong," she informed her, in that barely tolerant tone of voice that Yukari had heard her use most often with Junpei. "Without your co-operation I will be unable to heal the injury to your arm, and then you'll be less than useless in a battle."

"Come on, senpai," begged Yukari. "Can't she just sit the rest of this one out?"

Mitsuru turned her expression on Yukari, who did her best not to quail underneath it. "Certainly not," she said. "It is important that we learn to function properly as an effective team."

Minako was struggling her way on to her feet, cradling her arm against her chest as she prepared Orpheus for another attack. "I'm fine," she insisted. "Really, I'm okay. Let's just…"

"Diarahan," said Mitsuru again. Again, she attempted the spell on Minako's arm, and Minako, wincing at the pain of having her bones suddenly trying to reset themselves, jerked back and stumbled, losing her footing and ending up on the ground.

Yukari rolled her eyes. "Jeez, Mitsuru-senpai," she muttered under her breath. "Now look what you've done…"

Unfortunately, she didn't say it quite quietly enough, and Mitsuru's raised eyebrows made it clear that she'd heard exactly what Yukari had said.

"Uh oh," muttered Minako. "Busted…"

"If you are unimpressed with my performance as a healer, Takeba," began Mitsuru icily, "then perhaps you would like to take over the mending of Arisato's arm?"

Yukari and Minako exchanged a look. "Uh, of course," muttered Yukari. "Here, uh, Diarama."

Minako writhed in pain, and Yukari had to look away. As soon as she broke eye contact, the spell fizzled out and left Minako panting on the ground.

"Focus, Takeba," demanded Mitsuru sharply.

"Um…" Yukari had just realized exactly how much blood there was coming out of the wound. "Hey, wait, we should probably tie that up with something, or…so it doesn't bleed out, I mean."

"Bleed out?" asked Minako in horror.

Mitsuru shook her head. "It won't 'bleed out' as you say if you just stop talking about it and heal it already!"

Yukari threw up her hands. "What am I supposed to do?" she asked. "I can't make her hold still. I can't like, hold her down while I'm trying to heal her."

Mitsuru seemed to think about that for a moment. "Iori!" she called suddenly, glancing over to where Junpei was now struggling to defeat a shadow without the aid of any of the rest of his three party members. "Come here and hold Arisato down for us."

"Little busy here," shouted Junpei, as he sent Tristmagistus flaming forward at the shadow. "Seriously, are you guys done yet? I could really use some help…"

Suddenly, the shadow darted forward and lashed out at Minako with one claw. Already down and distracted, she was an easy target, and the shadow managed to open up a gash across her forehead, right above her eyes.

"Oh god, ow…" she whispered, going white. "Please, somebody, do something…"

"Diarama!" shouted Yukari. This time, the spell took effect. Yukari had to watch as the skin around the forehead wound seeped slowly over to cover the damage. It was horrible to watch. Little drops of blood oozed out of the wound, even as it closed.

"I think I'm gonna be sick…" muttered Yukari.

Minako looked slightly indignant. "You're going to be sick?" she asked. "Why are you going to be sick when I'm the one who got injured?"

"Hey, you didn't see it," insisted Yukari.

"No," agreed Minako, "no, I felt it! And it really did not feel good."

Yukari shrugged. "But it feels better now, right?"

"Hey!" shouted Junpei. "Ladies? Really? This is so not a good time!"

Yukari looked away from Minako to see that Junpei was now pinned up against the wall by the shadow, which seemed to be doing its best to sink a pair of fangs into his face. Yukari froze for a split second, then opened her mouth and began to cast a wind spell that she hoped would sweep the shadow away from Junpei and maybe even off of its feet.

Minako, however, got there first. Grabbing a gem out of her pocket with the one hand that didn't hurt, she lobbed it full-force at the shadow, which erupted into a dazzling electric ball of lighting and shadow essence.

In the stillness that followed, everyone breathed out a long sigh of relief.

"Wow, Mina-tan," muttered Junpei. "Just in the nick of time, too…"

Struggling to her feet, Minako winced and stumbled over to where there was now a persona card lying on the floor. She tried to reach down to pick it up, but discovered that she couldn't successfully balance her weight and hold up her broken arm with her good one at the same time.

"Hey," she said. "Can somebody get that for me? My arm is still broken."

Mitsuru raised a hand to try, yet again, to cast the Diarahan spell. "Hold still this time," she sighed, pushing back a curl and taking an exasperated breath.