Chapter 31: Black Cat's Path

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Blake woke on that Tuesday morning feeling refreshed. Her wounds were healed, she got to relax for a few days, and now she was ready to move back to her daily routine. Now, all she needed to do was put on her clothes and walk out those sliding doors.

Yep, there were her stockings, her shirt, her shoes, her… wait. Where were her shorts? She could have sworn they were with the rest of her clothes when they were folded up. Blake looked under her bed. Nope, her shorts weren't there. Looking around the room, Blake saw that they weren't anywhere.

Great. Fantastic. Goddamn enlightening. She was marooned in the Medical Ward with no shorts. And where the hell was the rest of her team? She thought they would be here to pick her up. Oh wait, it's Tuesday. Knowing them, Team RWY must be sleeping in. Blake kicked herself mentally for not seeing that coming.

But, oddly enough, it wasn't the fact that her shorts were missing was what bothered Blake. What really concerned her was that she wouldn't be able to control her urges. A lot of her fantasies involved exhibitionism, and now that she didn't have her shorts just fueled her desires. Sure, her stockings covered her legs a little, but her underwear would still be visible.

If she wanted to make it over to her team's dorm with her dignity intact, Blake would need to improvise. She looked around the room for anything to use. Well, the blankets were the best she could do.

Wrapping the sheets around her waist, Blake set off to her dorm room. Her friends would get an earful about this.

Yang was having a nice dream. After winning a MMA tourney for the middleweight title, she rode off on her motorcycle. To her surprise, it transformed into a robot so they could solve mysteries across the kingdom together.

However, her dream was rudely interrupted when she heard a loud thump coming from the window. Opening her eyes and rolling on her side, Yang saw an interesting sight. Blake was lying face down, sprawled out in front of the now open window. For some reason, she was wearing some hospital sheets around her waist. Blinking, Yang then looked over at the clock. It read eight thirty in the morning. Ughh, it was too early to deal with this. Yang rolled back over, wanting to go back to sleep.

Blake picked herself off of the floor. It was a good thing her ninja skills involved climbing practices. Ha, and everyone said that watching all of that anime wouldn't pay off. What her ninja training didn't prepare her for, however, was how to deal with strenuous activities after head trauma.

Scrambling over to the nearest trashcan, Blake vomited all of the contents of her stomach. She only had some oatmeal for breakfast, but she still needed to hurl up something. When she stopped, it felt like she burst several blood vessels in her neck.

Crawling over to her bed, she collapsed halfway hanging off of it. Blake felt like she marched through Xiabalba and back just to get home. She just needed to rest. She could scold her teammates later today.

As Blake closed her eyes to take a cat nap, Weiss woke up to a horrible smell. Ugh! What was that stench! It was wafting over from nearby. Weiss inspected Ruby, who was lying next to her. Did Ruby cause that stench? No, Weiss didn't see any signs of bodily fluids at all. Crawling out of bed, Weiss inspected the room.

Blake was wrapped in some sheets, slumped halfway on her bed. There was some lingering vomit on her chin. Oh, that explained it. "Hey, Blake is back!", Weiss' mind clicked. However, she didn't dare to wake her. That would just be plain rude to do.

If Blake had vomited, then she must have done it in the trash can. Walking over to it, her assumptions were proven correct. What the interior of the garbage looked like was almost indescribable. At best, it looked like a crime against humanity was committed against this trash bag.

Pinching her nose, Weiss grabbed the bag and flung it out of the open window. There, problem solved. After she closed the window, Weiss climbed back into bed. At least this day couldn't get bad for her. She could feel it in her bones.

The universe shifted it's gaze on one Cardin Winchester at that moment in time. He was currently tending the bushes growing against the Dormitory Wing.

Cardin didn't like this job in the slightest. In fact, he detested it. But, it was his school mandated punishment for switching a documentary on exercise habits with softcore porn. He made that lecture interesting! And there was no way that some people didn't appreciate Shackled Passion: Prisoners in Heat.

Trimming the hedges, Cardin reflected on his punishment. Trying to look on the bright side, he thought this punishment at least couldn't get worse.

Then, to his surprise, a bag of vomit landed right in front of his feet.

"What the…?!", he cried out in surprise. Looking up, he saw a window closing. Who the hell just tosses a bag of vomit out a window?! Well, at least it didn't hit him. If it did, the Gods would just be mocking him at that point.

However, Cardin wouldn't be walking away from this un-traumatized. Unknown to him, the crows nesting in the nearby trees were hungry. Very hungry. All of them picked up the scent of food nearby. It would be an easy meal, if they could get to it. However, some big thing on two legs was standing in front of the food. Maybe he wanted to get it first! The crows wouldn't stand for that.

Cardin spotted a crow landing nearby. Whatever, it was just some bird. But, when another three landed next to the first one, he grew confused. Why were they landing next to him? Then, it clicked in his mind. That was free food he was standing in front of.

Oh. Shit.

Backing away, he saw at least a dozen more crows landing next to him. Cardin needed to run. FAST.

Sprinting away, the murder of crows flew after Cardin. That big thing wouldn't get their food! Diving down, they pecked and scratched at the thing's head. Ha! That'll teach it not to mess with their food!

"WHY?!", Cardin screamed as he was being attacked by a bunch of birds. There certainly was some irony at play when someone named after a bird was being mobbed by a whole bunch of the real deal.

The universe gives, subverts, but then gives anyway.

At around nine o'clock, Yang's body decided that she had enough sleep. She leapt out of bed, ready to start the day. Unfortunately, Yang landed on Blake's feet.

"GAAAHHHHHHH!", Blake howled in pain. She felt something pop out of place a little.

Speaking of waking up, Weiss and Ruby were startled awake by Blake's screams. Great, would they need to take her to the Medical Ward again? This whole hospital saga was just getting tedious by now.

Well, at least her feet didn't look broken. It took some careful observance by Weiss and Ruby to determine that, since Blake was currently screaming into a pillow and punching her mattress.

"OOWWWWW! OOOWWWWWWWWWWW! FUUUUUCCCCKKK!", is what a person would have heard if Blake wasn't coving her mouth with her favorite pillow. However, anything she said after that point was complete gibberish.

"Oh my god! Blake!", Yang cried as she cradled Blake in her arms. "I'm sorry! Sorry!", she profusely apologized.

"HHGGRRLLFLGLLL!", was Blake's reply, muffled by the pillow. By now she was wiggling in Yang's embrace in agony.

"I didn't mean it, Blake! I'm so sorry!", Yang continued to apologize.

"ARRGHFLIGIGHH!", Blake cried.

"I'll make it better, I swear!", promised Yang. She was trying her best to comfort her girlfriend.

It was at this point that Blake regained the ability to form coherent words. None of them were very kind.

"FUCK YOU, YANG XIAO LONG!", she yelled at the top of her lungs. How much pain did she have to endure at the hands of her lover?!

Now, Blake's cries of pain turned into hysterical laughter. Her foot pain was only amplified by the massive headache she was suffering through.

"HAHAHAHAHAhahahaHAHAHAAAAAaaaaaAAa!", Blake bellowed.

Team RWY had no idea what to do. Blake's aura was probably drained enough from that head injury. That's probably why she was suffering more than usual from Yang's foot crushing. A quick glance of Ruby's scroll confirmed that. Blake's aura was in the red.

What could they do to soothe Blake? Or, failing that, raising her aura so her now swelling feet could heal themselves?

Wait, if aura was tied to willpower and the state of a mind, they could do something along those lines! Thinking quickly, Weiss recalled a song from memory and started to sing:

"Come along with me/To a place beside the sea

We can wander through the forest/And do so as we please"

"Come along with me/To a cliff under a tree

Where we can gaze upon the water/As an everlasting dream"

Blake's cries died down a little. Ruby glanced at her scroll. Her team meter showed that Blake's aura was slowly rising.

"All of my affections/I give them all to you

Maybe by next summer/We won't have changed our tunes"

"I still want to be/In this place beside the sea

Making up new numbers/And living so merrily"

Weiss looked at Ruby's scroll out of the corner of her vision. Seeing that Blake's aura was a mid-range yellow, Weiss was encouraged to keep on singing. Blake was starting to feel better.

"All of my affections/I give them all to you

I'm eager for you always/And always keep for you"

"Come along with me/To a place beside the sea

We can wander through the forest/And do so as we please

Living so merrily"

Finishing her song, Weiss grabbed her own scroll and looked at the team's aura readings. Blake's reading showed that her aura was a steady green. An icon next to her picture showed that her aura was working on healing her injuries. Since her swollen feet were a relatively minor injury compared to her head trauma, Blake's aura was heling them at a steady rate.

Ruby's hands clasped together. "Wow!", she exclaimed, "What a song!".

Weiss rubbed the back of her head and slightly blushed. "It was nothing, really…", she said, downplaying her accomplishment. Even though she was getting used to singing in public, Weiss still felt a little embarrassed at the thought of overwhelming praise because of it. It just felt weird.

"You did great, Weiss-y!", Yang complimented. She was thankful that her girlfriend was feeling better because of her singing.

"Please, don't call me that again.", requested Weiss. She had enough nicknames already. She didn't want another.

Blake lightly stood on her tender feet. She patted Weiss on the shoulder. "I owe you my thanks.", Blake said, grateful. "Now, you.", she said, turning to Yang.

With one swift motion, Blake yanked down Yang's shorts. "Now we're even", she noted. Now she understood Yang a little better. Vengeance felt pretty good, Blake had to admit.

Unfortunately for Weiss and Ruby, they got an eyeful of Yang's wooly crotch.

"Aaiiieeee!", Weiss screeched, covering her eyes. Ruby's vision glazed over, frozen in absolute horror.

Pulling up her shorts, Yang blushed. "Not cool, Blake! Not. Cool.", she said through gritted teeth. Standing there awkwardly for a minute, Yang then dashed into the bathroom. Now she had a good idea how Velvet felt all the time.

Blake then turned away to put on some new clothes. She didn't notice Ruby frozen in place. Weiss, however, waved her hand in front of Ruby's eyes. She didn't blink or move at all.

"I think you broke her.", noted Weiss with concern to Blake.

"I'm sure she'll be fine. Just give it some time.", suggested Blake.

Weiss wasn't so sure. She carried Ruby, still stiff as a board, over to her bunk. Laying her down, Weiss crawled next to her. She tried cooing in her ear. Well, that got her moving. Unfortunately, Ruby then started to cry into Weiss' nightgown.

This was going to be a long Tuesday. A long, long, Tuesday.

Ah-ha! I bet you weren't expecting another song! To give credit, it's the song 'Christmas Island' by Lake. I like, and so should you, dear reader. Anyway, remember to tell me your thoughts in the reviews section! I love hearing from my beloved readers! This is The Draigg, signing off on the here and now.