I probably could have combined this chapter with chapter 8, but I'm trying to keep each chapter from only one point of view. Anywho...I hope you enjoy!
As Weiss "asked" Blake to leave the room, Ruby was busy unwrapping the scarf from Yang's shoulder as the blonde sat upright on the table. She winced slightly when the last layer of cloth was pulled slowly away from the gashes it had been sticking to. Tossing away the ruined article of clothing, Ruby motioned for Yang to pull off her jacket. She slowly complied, receiving Ruby's help to try to keep the material from scraping against her wounds.
Now in her tank top, Yang took a quick look down at her shoulder. It didn't look so bad now that her jacket had been removed. As Ruby leaned in to inspect the extent of her injuries, Yang's eyes turned to follow Weiss as the composed girl expertly dashed around the room collecting all sorts of tools and bandages.
"It doesn't look too deep," the young girl said as she began cleaning the wounds carefully with an antiseptic in a spray bottle. "There doesn't appear to be too much damage; they're just bleeders. I can stitch them up and you'll be just fine."
Yang grinned at her diagnosis. With the speed at which she healed, she would be better than new in no time.
"Are you going to use an anesthetic?" Weiss asked quickly as she brought Ruby the first tray of tools.
Ruby looked at Yang questioningly, so Yang shook her head no as she shot a smirk towards the heiress. Anesthetic was for wimps.
Weiss sighed as Ruby motioned for Yang to lay down flat on the table.
"I wouldn't make fun of you for accepting legitimate medical treatments."
"That's what you say now," Yang said. She gulped as she saw Ruby pick up a needle to begin her sutures; she really didn't like needles. She quickly looked back towards Weiss, who was now standing with her arms crossed on the opposite side of the table. Weiss rolled her eyes.
"Refusing painkillers but afraid of needles?"
"I'm not afraid of them!" Yang answered hurriedly. "I-I just can't seem to tear my eyes away from your breathtaking beauty right now. Really, Frosty, have you done something different with your hair or something?"
Weiss glowered at Yang in response before Ruby giggled beside her and quipped, "She looks that beautiful every day; she doesn't have to do anything differently."
Yang grinned as she watched the blush emerge on Weiss' cheeks from the compliment. She really hoped that her younger sister knew how much her offhand compliments affected the icy girl. Probably not, though. Ruby could be quite dense when it came to people sometimes, but she was the only one Yang had ever seen leave the heiress speechless.
Weiss' blush deepened when she noticed Yang grinning at her. "Well if you aren't scared of needles, why don't you watch Ruby put in your stitches?" Weiss snapped as she tried to direct the subject away from herself, but there was no way Yang was going to allow her to do that.
"Because, like Ruby just confirmed, you are much more beautiful than mere stiches," she smirked back at the girl. She could tell that Weiss was getting more and more agitated, but the banter was keeping her mind off of the throbbing pain in her shoulder. And the thought of a needle pulling a piece of thread through her skin…she shuddered slightly at the thought.
"And…we're done!" Ruby said happily as she carefully set the needle and leftover thread back on the tray before picking up some bandages to cover the fresh stitches.
"Jeez, Ruby, you're getting really fast at these," Yang complimented the girl as she sat up and finally turned to take in the four lines of neat stitches that now graced her shoulder. Her sister had become quite the little doctor recently. And Yang couldn't be prouder of her.
"I might have used a little bit of my semblance to finish these extra fast…" Ruby gave her sister a big smile before she started placing gauze and bandages on Yang's shoulder, ignoring the look of horror Yang was giving her.
Suddenly, a slim, pale hand appeared right in front of Yang's face, holding two small white pills.
"I'm guessing since you're so tough, you won't be wanting these painkillers now, right?"
Yang wrinkled her nose as she thought about whether or not she could deal with the pain before Ruby interrupted.
"As your doctor, I am highly recommending that you take those, Yang."
Yang gave an exaggerated sigh as she took the pills from Weiss and popped them in her mouth, secretly grateful that Ruby had made the decision for her. "Well, if that's what the doctor orders!" she said cheerfully as she swallowed them dry.
Ruby and Weiss now stood in front of where she sat on the edge of the table. Yang raised an eyebrow as she saw Ruby glance at Weiss, then look down at the ground. Something was up with them.
"So…are you going to be ok, Yang?" Ruby finally asked quietly.
Yang started laughing at the question. "As my doctor, I would hope that you would have the answer to that!"
She stopped laughing as both Ruby and Weiss looked at her seriously, neither cracking a smile at her joke. Ruby, with her puppy dog silver eyes, and Weiss, with her stoic light blues, were completely different, but both were seriously concerned for her nonetheless.
Yang sighed, realizing that they wouldn't allow her to humor her way out of this one.
"It's weird having her back…" she began slowly. "It still hasn't quite hit me that she's actually here yet, but I think that it will turn out alright." She realized from the looks on their faces that she wasn't doing a very good job of convincing them.
"I'm fine," she concluded a little more emphatically in an attempt to ease their worries.
"Would you tell us if you weren't?" Weiss asked steadily, blue eyes locked onto her own, as Ruby nodded slightly beside her.
"Of course-" Yang began to reply immediately, but stopped when she saw Ruby frown and Weiss narrow her eyes. She paused to wonder if she would actually tell them if she couldn't handle Blake being around. Looking back and forth between the two girls, she came to the conclusion that they had each risked their lives for her multiple times. They deserved more honesty from her.
"I will," she stated firmly, more for herself now than for them. "I will tell you if I'm not fine with her being here."
Weiss nodded, seemingly satisfied with that answer, as Ruby gave her a one shoulder hug. Feeling the atmosphere was a little too serious for her liking, Yang continued, "I know how much Weiss would love to throw her out on the street, anyway. Wouldn't want to deprive her of that."
Ruby giggled as they both turned to Weiss, who looked away from them while muttering, "It's not like I want to kick her out…I just would if you needed me to…"
Ruby continued to giggle as she leaned over and gave her girlfriend a quick kiss on the cheek before adding, "Weiss! You're the sweetest person. We're so lucky you ended up on our team."
Yang smiled and nodded in agreement as Weiss' face lit up with another blush. Maybe it was just the painkillers talking, but she did feel very lucky to count the heiress as one of her closest friends.
Suddenly, she began to feel exceptionally tired. Most likely, the drugs actually were kicking in as her adrenaline from the morning finally wore off. That would definitely explain the warm, fuzzy feelings towards Weiss. She felt her eyes start to droop as she fought against the oncoming exhaustion.
"Ok, you need to get some rest now," Weiss stated authoritatively. Yang wanted to argue with her, but that just seemed like so much effort right now. Plus, some sleep probably would be a good idea. She hopped down from the table, catching herself on the edge as the action made herself instantly lightheaded. Ruby grabbed her good arm and guided her over to their "recovery bed" for some much needed shuteye.
Sleep enveloped her as soon as she felt the soft mattress on her back.