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"So how's dad doing?" Yang asked her younger sister as she shifted to get more comfortable. Her and Ruby were huddled together with a tarp draped around them to keep dry from the storm. Ruby was hesitant to tell Yang the truth about how their father was handling the war. The chattering of rain crashing down around them filled the silence left by Yang's unanswered question. "He started drinking when you left. Not long after uncle Qrow came and took me to live with him." Ruby said without emotion. Yang huffed at the humorous thought of her father drinking to the point where her alcoholic uncle had to step in. Sensing her sisters disbelief Ruby lifted her sleeve revealing several small jagged circular scars that could only have been made by cigarette burns. Yang's eyes widen with shock, fire shot through her veins as every muscle in her body tensed up with rage. Without realizing it Yang was unconsciously examining her sister, checking for anymore scars like a concerned mother.

"What did he do? are you okay? Ruby?! Ruby what else has he done?!" a distressed Yang pleated. "It's alright Yang. This was the worst of it, when Qrow saw these he took me to his bar and told me he'd be right back. I'm pretty sure he went back and fought with dad because his hands were bloody when he came back." Ruby softly spoke. Yang's vision became a blur with tears that quickly turned into hot streams. Yang felt overwhelmed with guilt and regret, feeling responsible for what had happened to her sister. "Ruby I...I...I'm so sorry. I promise you that I will never let anyone or anything hurt you again. I promise" Yang whispered as she held her younger sister close to her chest. Lightning cracked in the sky reminding everyone of the storms overbearing presence above them. Yang watched as the rain began to pour down violently, while she continued to hold her sister close. For a brief moment Yang closed her eyes and remembered why she hated the rain.

"YANG!" Ruby's voice abruptly cried out to her sister in pure agony from seemingly out of nowhere. Yang's eyes shot open as she spun around ready to act only to find that she wasn't there. It took Yang a minute to realize that she wasn't in the trenches anymore. Instead Yang found herself nude in a locker room shower ready to fight a non existent foe. Yang breathed in deeply and out slowly calming your nerves and shaking her head at her own sanity. A few seconds later Yang heard a loud banging on the locker room door "Hey Yang! while I like having you around because of all the money you're making me. I would like to go home, so hurry up in there and stop by the clinic on the way home. You took a pretty nasty hit to the Head." Junior yelled from behind the door.

Poking the tender skin around her left eye brought a sore feeling to the touch, like poking a bruised tomato. Yang didn't know how long she had been in the shower, only that the water was now ice cold to the touch. "Heh sorry Jaune, guess I've wondered into the dark alone." Yang whispered to herself as she shut off the water. It was all beginning to come together for the fighter as she leaned against the tiled wall with her elbows. She had won the nights match by knockout in the second round, but didn't do so without being dazed once by a wicked left hook. Deciding that she'd had enough, Yang Leisurely exited the showers making her way towards her locker.

Inside it stored a simple white T-shirt, black pair of jeans, matching lace bra panties, light brown leather jacket, and a pair of warn leather boots. After going through the motions and quickly getting dressed, she collected her prize money off the bench. Yang stuffed the three grand on the inside of her jacket and made her way outside to the lobby. Junior was leaning against the glass window outside smoking a cigar while waiting for Yang. Once outside she could see he was finishing up counting a stack of crinkled bills. "Here's the 500 I owe ya, didn't think you'd knock the bitch out" Junior said handing her the money from his stack. "Thanks, maybe next time you shouldn't bet against me" Yang replied smugly snatching the money while walking away.

"Yeah yeah see ya next week Blondie" Junior said as he locked the gym doors behind her. She walked along the side walk taking in the gloomy setting displayed around her due to the light rain and time of night. As Yang was walking home she stumbled forward reaching out to grab hold of a light post to steady her balance. Her vision was dazed and slightly off, not enough for her to see double but enough for the fighter to take notice. After what seemed like a minute Yang regained her composure and started walking again, this time on her way to the clinic. Yang's nerves began to build up in her chest at the thought of special someone whom she couldn't help but associate with medicine.

"Fuck" Yang cursed to herself as her mind was starting to race a thousand miles an hour at the thought of the doctor. "What the hell was her name" Yang said out loud to no one but herself. "Bella, Blair, Donna?" Yang continued thinking out loud as she rounded the corner. A bright red and white neon sign illuminated the wet pavement, casting a distinct ray of light made noticeable by the rain in Yang's direction. "Well Yang, it looks like we're winging it. Can't go wrong with just calling her beautiful" the fighter thought to herself. Yang's hair begin to cling to the back of her neck and face as the storm begin to come down harder. To the point where she deemed it Worthy of running, otherwise she would be drenched from head to toe.

Before Yang realized it she is in a dead on sprint and at the front door in a matter of seconds. Not really thinking all that much about it she pushes open the double doors only to run into the doctor knocking her over. Before Yang's momentum would cause her to squish the poor doctor she instinctively threw her hands out catching herself all while leaning over the other woman. "Ahh! do you normally burst through doors and pin the first person you see on ground?" the doctor said while gently rubbing the back of her head. Yang couldn't quite bring herself to form a coherent thought, as she became lost in the amber haze that was the good doctors eyes.

The woman before her sported an open long white coat, with a gray knee length skirt, black button up blouse, all complemented by a black bow resting on top her head. The outfit fit the doctor perfectly displaying a curvaceous young woman while still looking professional. Realizing that she had not only taken too long of a gander, Yang needed to respond quickly before the situation grew anymore awkward. Yang grinned as a clever line had quickly queued up in her mind for her to say. "Normally i'm a bit more gentle with how I treat a woman" Yang seductively whispered. The doctor was taken aback by what she had just heard as well as the hand resting on her waist. The doctor looked at the soaked athlete more intently before making a move of any sort. "Are you flirting with me? or are you like this with everyone?" the doctor cautiously asked unsure as to what the boxers intent was.

Yang was being pretty bold at this point, especially with the whole hand on the waist thing. Yang had been meaning to come around earlier in the week and test the waters to see if her boat floats. However with the less then convincing look she was currently receiving, proved that any boat would sink in these waters. "I'm sorry I thought the other week when yo-. never mind forget I said anything." Yang softly said feeling stupid and slightly rejected for acting first instead thinking ahead as she began to stand up. Yang's shirt however had other plans as it snagged on something preventing her from standing. When she looked down to see what it was, Yang was bewildered to see the doctors hand was holding on to it. Confused Yang looked up to see those same amber eyes, this time with a more lustful look about them.

Before Yang's mind could form a question to ask she was met with soft lips that tasted like coconut. The fighter was beyond perplexed but was in no way about protest. Finding herself captivated by doctors incredibly soft yet playful lips, Yang was caught off guard by cold slender fingertips that roamed across her toned abs. As much as Yang was enjoying this kiss turned make out session, she needed to breath. As if the doctor had a similar idea she broke away first panting heavily. "You...you thought right...It's just the people around here...aren't as accepting as mine are." Blake spoke breathlessly. Yang was all worked up with a new found fire in her belly along with dilated eyes hungry for more. The doctor noticed this and came to the conclusion that adding fuel to this fire in the middle of the lobby was not the best of ideas. Especially considering how bad it would look if anyone walked in this late at night to two women going at it on the floor.

"Ehem maybe we should take this somewhere more privet" The doctor whispered while removing her hand from under the athlete's shirt. "Um yeah your're right. Sorry here let me help you up Bel-la?" Yang questioned the last part as she was still unsure of what the doctor's name is. "That was close, Blake...Blake Belladonna" the woman said as she accepted the offered hand and was lifted off the ground with ease. "I'm Yang Xiao Long, It's nice to kiss you...shit...I mean meet you." Yang said slightly blushing while the two headed to one of the least used room's in back of the clinic. Blake opened the door letting fighter through first "It's nice to kiss you too, your not half bad". Watching Blake close and lock the wood door sent a chill through Yang's body.

This room was no different from the others, with it's blue walls and white tiled floors. The space held a small and simple long hard rubber bed with a paper sheet which lay on top. Across the room opposite of the bed, were grey cabinets with various medical instruments. All clean an spread out and organized by some form of a preferred preference. If Yang had to guess, she would say it was by what is most commonly used. "Now while I am very much interested in performing that physical I talked about earlier this week. The doctor part of me is screaming at me to look at that black eye" Blake said displeasingly donning on purple latex gloves.

Yang was a tad bit put off by Blake's attempt to try and sustain a professional manner. As if what happened two seconds ago was nothing but a pleasant daydream. Hot and bothered would be an appropriate description for what Yang was starting to feel right now. "Okay fine it makes sense, I came here to get looked at anyways. But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun" Yang thought to herself. "It's okay to be nervous, I don't bite...hard" Yang said fluttering her eyes lashes as she sat on the bed crossing her legs. Try as she may Blake couldn't help but think about the other woman's lips and how nice they felt against her own. looking at said lips only made Blake's eyes crave for more to admire.

Yang grinned as she caught the doctor staring "it was raining rather hard outside, you wouldn't mind if I took this jacket off would you?". Before Blake could object to the potential distraction, a wet jacket landing at the end of the bed could be heard. Yang knew exactly what she was doing, purposely displaying all her assets due to her soaked white T-shirt. By some miracle a clipboard had find its way into Blake's hands, which Blake used to cover most of her face. However the doctor couldn't resist the urge to look between her clipboard and the athlete. "I mean I wouldn't want her to get a cold or catch pneumonia" Blake thought to herself. "Ehem. So how did you get this black eye?" Blake asked pretending to look like she hadn't filled out all the paper work yet. "About an hour ago, this cunt thought they could put me down with a left hook." Yang said a bit bitterly. "However I showed em what a roundhouse kick looks like" Yang added, uncrossing her legs and spreading them wide open as if inviting the doctor.

Blake swallowed a lump that was building in her throat, while setting her clipboard down on the edge of the bed. Blake unknowingly closed the short distance by stepping in between Yang's thighs, while dragging her fingertips along the edge of the bed. Blake's futile effort to maintain professionalism was being thwarted by her bodies urge for physical contact. "Come on Blake, keep it together this isn't Ilia. Don't wanna scare this one away, especially with this country being so...prejudice." Blake mentally told herself. The doctor carefully lifted and tilted Yang's head, while gently running a thumb underneath Yang's eye. "So you were attacked, is this all they did to you?" Blake asked making sure the other woman was okay. "Attacked? oh no, my bad I forgot to mention that I'm a kick boxer, I won the nights match in the second round." Yang got out reassuring the doctor. "No need to apologize, it's my job to take care of you kinda my thing" the doctor said with confidence.

After a few more seconds Blake concluded that other than the obvious black eye, Yang was in perfect health. "Well there's no sign of concussion, just put some ice on that eye and get some sleep." Blake stated taking a step to reach for her clip board. "Tell me the name of your insurance and that will pretty much be it. Not much else I can do" Blake said waiting to wright down the information. "Oh no need, i'm a vet. But I can give my number." Yang said a little shyly while blushing. Seeing the Athlete display her emotions out in the open, sent a warm feeling through out Blake's chest.

A feeling Blake never thought she would ever feel for the remainder of her life, for anyone. Setting her clipboard down Blake stepped in front of Yang, gently taking both her hands into her own. "I'll do you one better, how about my number and a date next Saturday" Blake asked rubbing her thumbs over Yang's knuckles. Yang felt like the butterfly's in her stomach, were about to burst through her skin. She was so excited and anxious that she was afraid her hands might be sweating. An earnest smile had slowly crept it's way across Yang's face "that sounds absolutely perfect".

howdy folks this one was a little hard to right because i wanted to give some insight not a lot but some on the Xiao Long house hold, I've also been trying to add more detail. i don't feel like i add enough as well as other things, anyways thanks for reading please leave a review tell me where i fucked up or if it was bad or good it all helps.