Okay, I guess I should first start off by explaining in a little more detail the rules for Easter eggs.

Saying the anime it is from will not get you the win.

You need to say what part of the story is referring to what anime and/or anime character.

Similar to my Soul Eater Easteregg, someone answered by saying

"Ruby's mention of symmetry, and coloring her hair white are references to Death The Kid"

That is a perfect example.

In that case there were two aspects to the full easter egg. In this case there are 3. Two of them are dialogues, and one of them is an action. With that said I wish you all good luck in getting the 3 items to the full easter egg, and also, it is only one anime the Easter egg refers to, so keep that in mind!

Anyway, enjoy this chapter!

POV: WEISS SCHNEE

Chapter 34 – Melting Ice

"My name is Cinder. Now hold still . . . this may hurt just a bit." The soft, yet sternly spoken woman whispers to me. I watch eagerly at what form of treatment she will use, and become amazed when her amber eyes glow, causing the tube she opened at her side to glow, and a thin mist of dust to float out.

"Wait, you can manipulate dust!?"I ask in a slightly raised tone, amazed since I have never seen a semblance specifically for something that was formulated by human hands.

"It's not so simple. My semblance is a little more complicated, but yes, I am able to manipulate dust as part of it." She whispers, the digits of her left hand moving in several swift, complicated gestures, and the mist of dust soon changes into many thin needles, no thicker than a strand of hair.

"Anyway, now is the time I will ask you to lay down on your stomach with the left side of your body towards me." She explains.

I raise an eyebrow, not feeling so comfortable with laying on someone else's bed, but most medical procedures do need a person to lay down to avoid any extra movements, so I suppose there is no harm done since she IS doing a medical practice.

"Very well." I answer, using my right hand to push myself off of the mattress. I turn around to climb back on the bed, the right side of my body towards the wall, and my left side towards her. As I lower myself onto my stomach she reaches out with her right hand to grasp my unresponsive arm and lay it perpendicular to my body to show its full wingspan.

"Good, you will start to feel a numbing pain . . . like when you sleep on your arm and all you feel are thousands of pin needles." I look at my arm, my eyes widening to see most of it has taken to a black and blue bruise coloring. Just how hard did Yang punch me!?

"W-Why is my entire arm like that?" I ask, worried about just how serious this treatment may be, and if I should go see an actual doctor.

"Nothing serious, she just punched you hard enough to pop several blood vessels in a rather large chain effect. That's stopped the blood flow in your arm, and the thin layer of blood that is causing the black and blues are also screwing around with your nerves which is why you can't move the arm . . . I'm going to do two things. Drain the blood that has formed between your skin layers, and then provide a seal wherever the bleeding is still present – if it is still present." I listen carefully as she explains, nodding my head. She seems to know what she is doing.

"Okay . . . proceed." I whisper, wincing to myself as I once again sound more like a stuck-up heiress rather than a thankful person. It's not purposefully done, and I hope she won't take offense to my odd choice of wording, which it doesn't appear she has.

My eyes widen when I see the several hair-thin needles line up along my arm, gently pressing along the entire paralyzed limb, then all at the same time they pierce my flesh. I don't feel it at first, but I watch as she lets out a soft exhale, the dust-formed needles glowing. I feel a warmth in my arm, then a heavy shiver through my spine when all of the needles press in a millimeter deeper.

At the same time I can see my flesh softening around the needles, and then she withdraws all of them, leading several, barely noticeable holes in my arm. That is until my blood begins to seep out of those holes, coating my flesh in a crimson red. I can feel a slight movement in my thumb, at least for a few seconds, and the dark bruises that are spread across my arm begin to disappear slowly.

While my arm bleeds out she sits down next to me, pressing her right hand into my shoulder. Her palm is very warm, hotter than Yang's touch even.

"T-that's a lot of blood" I whisper, looking at my arm that begin to develop crimson streaks from the trickling liquid.

"Yes, but you're not going to go through anemia. Like I said, this was already out of your system and just pressing against your skin . . . you know how 'black and blues' form, don't you?" She asks with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"I do." I turn my head away from her, looking at the wall. "I just don't like blood, okay?"

My reasoning earns a slight laugh from her. Something I really couldn't picture someone with her attitude doing much of. She lifts her right hand from my shoulder, changing to putting her left on my shoulder, and her right firmly on my back.

"Looks like the bleeding is done, take a look." I turn my head, unable to make out my full arm since it has several red stripes covering portions of it. It isn't a lot of blood, but it is so scattered about what it looks like a much large quantity than it is, when in reality, it is probably equivalent to what a doctor draws out for bloodwork.

"I can't tell of the bruises are still there." I whisper to her. She lets go of my left shoulder, reaching behind her to grab something, and when she brings her arm back I see that she is holding her black pillowcase in her hand, and I quickly move my right arm in protest. "D-don't dirty that for me!"

My brief protest is completely ignored when she carefully drapes the pillowcase over my arm, leaving it there for a few seconds. She then lifts it up, most of the crimson liquid gone, aside from a few transparent streaks of dried blood.

A smile crosses my lips as I look at my arm, there is no longer any bruising beneath my flesh, and I can feel the pin-needle embrace going from my shoulder, slowly down my limb as the blood begins to circulate regularly.

"Good, that part was to help you out, now we just need to do one more thing." I look at her from the corner of my eye, seeing a minor altering in her gaze. She places her left arm on my shoulder once more, and climbs onto the bed with me. She kneels with her knees on either side of my body, letting her weight rest on my lower back.

"W-Why must you be on top of me?" I ask, feeling slightly awkward enough being on the bed of someone I just met, but now having that person on my back.

"To keep you from moving." She says with a harsh bluntness to her voice. I part my lips to question her, but at the same time I feel an excruciating pain in my left arm. I look over to see the several needles making their way back into my arm, in the same manner as earlier, but this time I can feel each and every prick in my flesh.

I let out a loud whine, burying my face into the bed as my body shakes and attempts to fight away the immense feeling. I can feel them all sliding in deeper than earlier, my head beginning to spin as I cry out and kick from what I thought would be a relatively painless treatment, but right now my arm is being impaled.

I can feel Cinder leaning over me, her breasts touching my back while the needles continue to slide into my arm. I don't see any blood this time, but I can feel a building heat coming from them, followed by the mild scent of scorched flesh.

"It's okay . . . scream for me, my little heiress. Let me hear you sing for me."

My eyes widen at her words. I look at her from the corner of my eye, those amber eyes glowing furiously, and suddenly gaining a blinding flash to them. I let out a high pitched scream of agony at that very moment. The needles in my arms sending a massive wave of heat through my body, along with a concentrated heat on my recently un-numbed arm.

I always thought I knew what pain was, but then I see every needle disappear into my arm, and they must all be pierced into my muscles because I can't even tense up my arm at this point, which I was able to do a few seconds ago. I can feel a tear rolling down the corner of my left eye, and the tears from my right eye begin to drench the bedsheet below me

"You have the cutest little face when you cry. You know that?" She whispers to me with a smirk across her lips.

I don't get much of a chance to respond. The concentrated pain eventually making me go unconscious.

I wince, snapping partially out of my sleep. I can't feel my arm again, but when I try to move it I can feel a weight shift in the bed, meaning that it is at least responsive. I guess whatever she did to me worked. I open an eye, looking up to see the underside of Cinder's head. Apparently my head is on her lap, and she is singing to herself. I close my eyes, focusing on picking up the melodic whispers of her voice as she sings.

"Hush little reaper . . . don't say a word" As she sings I listen, feeling my heart rate pickup as the singing goes on.

"Cinder's gonna give you what you de…serve:

A way to see and hate the minds

of the cruelness of people and . . . mankind.

But if you cry and hate me more,

I'll fed the one you love to a Ne-ver-more.

Then I'll see you break and go in-sane,

To realize the true mean-ing of pain

As you rage, I'll sneak up to you unheard,

So hush little reaper . . . what is your last word?"

Who is this Reaper?

The words she sang should make me fear her more . . . especially after the torture she put me through earlier, but I don't feel anything. Pain, fear, panic, all I feel is a form of tranquility from her voice. I feel her hand gently rest over my forehead and eyelids, and a soft heat starts to radiate from them, making me feel tired and drift away from consciousness slowly.

"I know you are awake . . . just rest. I'm sure your girlfriend will be here soon." She whispers to me, moving her hand away and letting me fall asleep at my own pace after putting me at the very brink of going unconscious. Just before I completely go unconscious I hear a knock at the door

"Enter." Cinder whispers, probably thinking I am already asleep. I hear the door open, but I am far too tired to open my eyes and see who it is. Instead I fall asleep again, but just before I do I can hear one last thing exit Cinder's lips. "You're late . . . again."

"Weiss! Weiss!? Weiss, wake up! Wake up damnit! Weiss!" I hear the childish, familiar screams of Ruby echo in my head.

"Ugh . . . let me sleep," I groan.

"You're okay!" She screams again, and the chance of resting I had hoped for is destroyed when she climbs on top of me and hugs me. Her arms going around my neck and nearly choking me to death while I try to pry her off.

"C-can't breathe . . . DOLT." I cough out, and she quickly lets go, instead laying her head on my chest. I finally opens my eyes, gazing about the room and realize this is not the room I am use to. "W-where's Cinder?" I ask, gazing about as I prop myself up on my elbows.

Wait . . . both elbows?

I look down at my left arm, smiling to see it completely healed and without any scarring. It looks exactly like it did prior to Yang's barbaric and bipolar attack. I suppose the extra pain was worth it since I look like I never had an injury to begin with. I need to at least pay her for her work . . . something this professionally done shouldn't be done as charity . . . although she did scare the life out of me twice.

"That . . . bit- I mean that woman with the long black hair?" Ruby asks, at first very sour with her words, but soon changing back to a more cheerful tone.

"Yes, Ruby. She fixed my arm brand new, and I haven't given her a proper thank you." I smile, watching as Ruby gently grasps my left hand, and for some reason begins to cry while she holds it. Going as far as to place my palm to her cheek and look into my eyes.

"She did a perfect job, Weiss. I'm sure you'll bump into her when the time is proper, but for now let's go back to the dorm, okay?"

I nod my head, sitting myself up and reach to the side of my head to fix my twintails a little. I pause a moment as I run my finger through one of them, then with my other hand I check the other. I can't feel a single tangle in either of them. I can't believe it! She even went as far as to brush my hair while I was out cold . . . no pun intended. Ruby sees the look of shock on my face and begins giggling.

"What's wrong? Forgot you still had your twin tails?" She giggles, but I quickly shake my head.

"No, Ruby . . . there's not a single tangle . . . She actually took time to brush my hair." I whisper, and Ruby immediately shoots a look of disapproval.

"Hmph! I could've done that for you!" my girlfriend pouts, drawing the biggest smile to my lips.

"Ruby Rambunctious Rose . . . are you jealous?" I giggle, Ruby turning her head away and sliding off of the bed.

"I'll be waiting in the hallway. Get your shoes on so we can head back" Ruby has a stern look as she walks out the door. I suppose I hit a nerve, something I didn't think Ruby had.

I slide myself off of the bed, reaching into the hip pocket of my outfit, just above where my combat skirt begins to spread out to pull out my scroll. As I turn it on it says I have a text message from a Cinder F. I take a moment to read the message and smile slightly.

Cinder: Should you have any questions of the side effects of the treatment, come to my room . . . You remember the way there, right? My door is only open to you, nobody else, and there are no exceptions. Do not reply to this.

I shrug my shoulders and look around to find my shoes sitting near the doorway. I walk over and slide them on, then open the door to see Ruby leaning against the wall across from the doorway and smiling at me.

"Shall we go, Princess?" She asks, extending her hand out to me. I reach out with my right hand, but she quickly shakes her head and moves to my left side, grabbing my left hand before I can even react.

"Ruby, what is your obsession with my left arm today? I understand your sister punched it, but I am perfectly fine now, I assure you."

"I know Weiss, I just came to realize that I love your left." She gives me a warm smile, but a raise an eyebrow at her comment. That was really weird . . . even for Ruby, but I decide to let it go for now.

"Ummm . . . alright?"

"Nope! All left!" I shake my head, smiling at her wordplay that is just as bad as her sister's.

"Dolt. Let's just get back before your Yang-awful jokes put me in a coma."

"Awww . . . that's cold . . . Weiss cold." She pouts, flashing me a grin a she makes yet another awful pun.

"Ruby . . . stop it."

"But when Yang is not around and puns are needed . . . Ruby ROSE to the occasion! Hey, that's me!" She giggles, forcing me to facepalm myself. Her jokes are so bad, and they are coming in bunches. I wish Blake was here to help me survive this onslaught.

"Ruby if you make another joke then I will go back to wearing a French braid the moment I step into the dorm!" I look at her, seeing her go wide eyed and in that same instant she goes silent, allowing me to let out a sigh of relief. Finally I am getting a break, but now the walk home will be very long since I will have a silent Ruby. She will make sure she doesn't make another pun, but takes it a step further and makes herself completely silent to avoid making one completely . . . such an overachiever.

Speaking of bad puns . . . I need to apologize to Yang when I get back . . . I suppose I was a bit out of like with slapping her. Ugh, she will not make it easy on me I just know it!

I let out a loud sigh, sliding my arm around Ruby as we leave the Eastern Dormitory and make out way back to our dorm room. Not once does she utter a word, but she keeps herself pressed tightly to my form, and has never let go of my arm even for a split second. Ruby is my adorable, clingy girlfriend, but something must be bugging her if she is this attacked. I will try to find out what it is, but that will be for another time. For now I will just mentally prepare myself for my discussion with Yang.

:3 I think this was a successful chapter :D Give me your input guys!