A/N: Welcome back to uhhhhhhh Kap can't use time effectively. Coming back at you with part two of that fuckin hurt/comfort fic. This is less changing bandages and feeding soup and more of the dere dere part from our resident tsundere.

ALSO DREAM SEQUENCES Because that's my bread and butter.

Good shit.

DarkyLonewolf: I'm really glad you like how its turning out so far! It was a very interesting suggestion that got me thinking about the natural progression of Sucy's character. Throughout the show she slowly defrosts from not wanting anything to do with Akko or anyone else to truly and deeply caring for her friends- showing that care too! As the years go by, Sucy would begin to actively want more of that change; I think a situation in which her best friend gets seriously injured is just the push she needs to dive right into the deep end. Thanks friend!

GeminiAlchemist: Hah, its fine my dude. Just seeing any sign of you guys in my review box puts a smile on this face; it can be a simple as two words! BUT WHILE I'M HERE AND I REMEMBER: Your collection continues to be amazingly adorable- even if I suck at reviewing regularly know that I'm enjoying every chapter. I'm amazed at the consistent quality and quantity of your stuff. You're doing a really good job friend! And thank you for your kind words in turn!

Apologies for the wait my friends! Hope you enjoy the result!

"I just can't believe you cut yourself on a wall." The puce haired woman cackled, pressing the cotton ball against the wound, the familiar burn of antiseptic making her patient cringe in pain.

"I don't know how these things ha- AHG! -appen!" She cried out, nearly jerking her arm out of her dearest's grip. "I think being with you for so long has put a curse on me."

Continually dabbing against the slowly scabbing injury, the taller and slimmer woman bent over to kiss her wife's wrist. "Even if that was the case..." She murmured, folding her legs further beneath herself. "There's no way I'd ever set you free; you're my prisoner until the end of time."

Akko felt her lips curl upwards, even as another bolt of pain shot through her arm. The alchemist's touch was firm yet gentle; keeping her from moving away from the treatment she needed while making her feel as comfortable as possible.

Underneath all that frost and thorns, there really was a genuine sweetheart.

"I don't think I would leave even if you kicked me to the door." She admitted, flicking her eyes up to look at the woman's tender expression. "You know me: I'd just come flying in through the window, whether it was open or not."

Once the cut was sufficiently clean, her 'doctor' began to scrounge through their medical box, picking out the dorkiest princess band-aid available and applying it ever so gently.

"Perfect." She grinned, bending over again to lay a kiss right in the centre of the bandage.

It was such a familiar grin; one of warmth but also of mischief.

That bright shark-toothed smile was the last thing Akko saw before the edges of her vision began to be swallowed by fog; the words flowing from her wife's lips sounding muffled and far off, like at the bottom of a pond.

It all faded away until eventually she was alone in the darkness; the familiar sight of the backs of her eyelids allowing her wandering brain to achor itself back to reality.

'A dream then...' She mused, rolling her head to the side so that her cheek pressed against the cool fabric of the pillow.

At that moment, long fingers brushed against Akko's forehead, brushing chocolate brown bangs away from her eyes before migrating towards the top of her head to rest there. The weight was comforting, and the gentle hand's idle rubbing further soothed the brunette; pushing her back towards oblivion.

"I wonder what she dreams about..." A voice murmured very close by. "Probably something dumb and meaningless."

Akko resented that assertion: her dreams were very interesting and representational! She whined lightly, rubbing her head up against the rude voice's hand in an pathetic attempt to push it away.

There was an amused snort, but the hand removed itself anyway, allowing Akko some small feeling of victory. "Finally coming back to us, guinea pig?"

The brunette's lashes fluttered open, revealing an extremely blurry purple and blue blob somewhere above her. "Who...?" She tried to start, squinting as she tried to make the blob come into focus.

"Oh man, you are really out of it aren't you? Can you even see me?" Something that was distictly hand shaped waved in front of Akko's face, causing her to blink rapidly.

That seemed to do it, and slowly the purple blob became a head of familiar puce hair.

"Sucy...?" The brunette recognized, moving to try to sit up before a shot of immense pain shot up her back.

"Oi! Lay back down idiot!" Sucy shouted, pushing down on her best friend's chest; forcing her back down into the bed. "There are no more open wounds but your body needs time to move everything back into place; you'll be hurting for a while."

Akko's face scrunched in confusion. "Wounds?" She murmured, rubbing the sand of sleep out of her eyes. "How did I...?"

"Wow." The alchemist blinked, a smidgen of concern on her face. "Lukic must've given you something strong."

"Lukic had to get involved?" The brunette realized with a groan, rolling her head to look upwards at the wooden ceiling. "I must have messed up bad then..."

From her place at her best friend's bedside, Sucy shook her head, standing up to tuck the brunette snugly beneath the covers again.

"You just took a spill is all." She explained, smoothing out the duvet. "Don't worry about what happened; just focus on feeling better." The way the alchemist spoke was different than usual; as Akko laid there silently, she took note of the warmer tone and smoother inflection.

Sucy Manbavaran's typical behaviour could be best likened to falling icicles- cold, quick, and sharp -but in that moment, the ice had fully melted away, allowing Akko to see the shining candlelight hiding underneath.

"Have you been taking care of me?" She asked carefully, focusing on the alchemist's folded hands or her rolled up sleeves; anywhere but her face.

Sucy seemed to fidget bashfully at the question, scooting the chair she sat upon forwards just a hair. "I uh- Yeah? I mean yes. I have."

"You can never do anything yourself after all- just useless." And the frost was back; a shield of ice to protect her tiny flame from even the slightest of breezes.

The brunette pouted, more at the wall of hostility than the jab at herself personally; her friend's rare moments of openness were a treasure, and she was greedy.

"I'm ill!" Akko grumbled, freeing her hands to pull a blanket up to her nose. "Don't be so mean; We're friends aren't we?"

Though there was hardly any real force or resentment behind what she said, Sucy recoiled anyway as if struck physically by the words. Her eyes jumped from place, looking past the wood and carpet and cloth to see the images of her mind instead.

After what must have been at least ten seconds of internal debate, Sucy jerked, shaking her head quickly to pull herself back to reality. "I'm- I'm sorry..." She stuttered, looking down at her hands as they clenched into fists and relaxed. "It's a defensive reflex- I don't mean to-"

The alchemist took a deep breath, holding for a second or two before letting it all back out in a heavy sigh.

"You- You're my best friend, I should treat you like it."

Holding back the urge to thrust both arms up in victory, Akko instead relaxed, allowing the blanket to fall back to below her chin and wiggling closer to the edge of the bed.

"Can you put your hand back on my head then?" The brunette requested, her sleepy red eyes shimmering as the sun appeared from behind its veil of clouds. "It felt really nice..."

Sucy was taken aback yet again, looking from her overturned palm to Akko's expectant smile and back again; seemingly shocked at the idea of being given express consent to touch someone.

"I-" She almost began, before the sight of her best friend closing her eyes forcefully shoved away all doubt.

"Okay."

Reaching out, the alchemist gently placed her pale hand amongst Akko's soft chocolate tresses, tentatively allowing her fingertips to slip into a brown tangle where they then began to rub against the girl's scalp.

"Thanks... Sucy..." The brunette yawned, nuzzling into Sucy's cool and gentle touch. "You're the best..."

Curling her lips into her mouth to stop herself from making any unnecessary sounds, Sucy took in the look of absolute bliss on her darling idiot's face.

A face that said "Come injury, pain, or sickness; I'm exactly where I want to be."

The feeling was mutual.

A/N: I have actually cut myself on a perfectly flat wall before. Fucking god knows how that happened, but I somehow managed it.

Put me in the fucking history books.