Chapter VII

A/N: Thinking about adding some Yang X Ruby into the mix. Its a pairing almost no one uses… It'd be interesting right? I feel it would be good for the story, it would help tie up some loose ends. Tell me what you think!

"Alright." Weiss said brushing the slight wrinkles out of her clothing. "Shall we go?" Weiss was still rather embarrassed after her encounter with the raven haired girl and her having a lack of clothing.

"Yeah… So… What store do you want to go to?" Blake asked, "There is a few within walking distance if you'd rather not ride in a car."

"That sounds fine. I think I'd be good to walk around for a while. I've been in the hospital so long I think I got even more pale than I already was." She joked and gave a small giggle. Blake found a small laugh escaping her throat. She didn't know whether she would laugh or not. She knew there was a reason she tried to harm herself to that degree but she didn't know what. Blake wants to understand Weiss better, not only that but she want to be with the girl through all of her struggles.

"So, what store?" Blake asked happy to go where ever the white haired girl wanted to.

"Well… I would like to visit Velvet's Secret, then maybe go to another store that sells more than just underwear. Do you know of any places?" Weiss asked, she had no prior knowledge of the city so she couldn't say where the best spots in town were to shop (at an affordable cost anyway, however Weiss felt this was something she was not going to miss).

"Yeah, there is a place right across the street from Velvet's Secret. Its where I get my clothes." She said gesturing to her charcoal sweatshirt and skinny jeans. "I don't know if its something you'll like, but it's worth a look right?"

"I guess it couldn't be too bad. I mean,those clothes… fit you pretty well." Weiss said hesitantly. The girl did look good in her current clothes, the tight fitting jeans defined her legs very well in Weiss's opinion… Maybe a little too well.

"Th-Thanks. I didn't know if anyone else would like it, but I picked it out in hopes someone would. I mean… they aren't too tight looking are they?" Blake started to become flustered and was starting to speak a fanatic manner, slightly throwing Weiss for a loop.

"You look amazing Blake, you outfit actually fits you and your personality, It looks made for you." Of course Weiss didn't care for gushing over people, but for some reason the compliments just seemed to flow without a second thought. It was instinct, the girl was practically flawless… but, hold on… wasn't there something she wasn't understanding? 'Think Weiss, what are you forgetting? The hospital! Right! She knew… She knew my pain…. but how?'

"Th-Thanks." Blake responded. After a few short seconds of a weird silence Blake spoke up again. "So. shall we go?" The girl gestured to the door. Weiss nodded in agreement, and with that the two made their way out of the room and to the elevators. Blake pressed a button on the panel to call the elevator standing in silence, neither of them thought to speak. They didn't want to, there was no reason to break the silence. The elevator arrived shortly with a soft 'ding'.

They both stepped into the elevator and closed the door in an odd rush. "I have to warn you." Blake spoke up. "There is a guy here who hits on every girl he sees. Blond, scraggly hair, you can't miss him." She pointed out. The immediate flashback of the man who had set Weiss into a frenzy the day before came to mind. Shocked, Weiss's head dropped instantly.

"Yeah…." Weiss started. "I… I've seen him." She admitted in a sullen voice.

"Let me guess, it was more of 'he saw you' instead?" Blake asked, it was a joke but she still maintained her serious tone. Weiss nodded in agreement. "I'll talk to him." Blake sighed. "He really needs to stop, he has a girlfriend already… who is a model…. so it makes no sense." Blake thought aloud.

"What a pig. What a damn menace." Weiss's voice filled with anger. Not only did that guy remind her of her own father, but the reason she hates all men. However, she knows that all men aren't the same, but she would still rather not trust any of them.

"Weiss…." Blake said lightly as if trying to calm the girl. Weiss shook her head.

"I'm fine Blake… just… I don't like a lot of people." She admitted. While it was the truth, she honestly didn't mind the girl beside her keeping her company.

"I can understand the feeling honestly." She said knowingly giving Weiss a soft look. To Blake, Weiss was so easy on the eyes, it was as if she enjoyed looking at Weiss. Her perfect white flowing hair, her crystal blue eye, even the small scar on her left eye. All of it Blake enjoyed.

"I… I've been wondering Blake…" Weiss trailed off unable to finish her question. As if something was holding her back. Blake hummed in question stirring Weiss's brain. "How do you… I mean… have you…" Weiss couldn't find a way to ask if the girl had physically harmed herself, any way she asked it seemed a bit forward.

"Cut myself?" Blake asked, knowing what the ex-heiress wanted to ask. Weiss nodded slowly. "I wouldn't say I have, and I wouldn't say I haven't." Blake was starting to speak in circles. To Weiss this was a red flag, a giant land mine that should never be stepped on.

"I see." Weiss stated knowingly. It's obvious that Weiss would feel disturbed talking about what happened to her and would most likely refuse to speak of it. She didn't need to ask anything more. It was a clear hint that she was hurt in some way by herself or someone else.

"Sorry for being so vague."

"I understand, there is no reason you have to go into detail." Weiss assured the raven haired girl. "Honestly if you asked me I'd probably tell you something similar." Weiss admitted.

The elevator door opened with another soft 'ding'. The two stepped out and headed to the front door. On their way to the door the man at the front desk called out to Blake.

"Needing your car today Miss Belladonna?" He asked calmly.

"Not today Neptune, we're just going to go out shopping a few blocks away." She confirmed the blue haired man's thoughts.

"Alright then." He replied. With a nod Blake and Weiss continued out the door.

"Do you know everyone in the building?" Weiss asked as they both went through the door.

"I guess so. Call it cautious of my surroundings I guess." She admitted. "If I didn't, I wouldn't feel secure I guess. Like I said, I understand the feeling of not liking people." Blake pointed out. Weiss was slightly taken aback by her comment.

'Was my living in her home making her uncomfortable? Does she not like me? What if I'm making her on edge?' All of these thoughts burned into Weiss's mind. Not only did Weiss feel scared of Blake, she felt useless. Weiss felt like she was only causing problems.

"Weiss?" Blake asked. It had been five minutes since Weiss had spaced out and they were now standing inside of Scarlet's Secret. Weiss looked around for a moment taking in the pictures of a bunny faunus showing off all kinds of underwear from lingerie to a sports bra. Weiss quickly shook her head and looked at Blake in confusion.

"You weren't responding to me. You honestly concerned me there for a moment. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Weiss reassured. "I was just… deep in thought." Seemingly happy with the response Blake sighed.

"So, pick out anything you want. My treat today." Blake said almost eager, but for what?

Weiss walked over and inspected some of the "usual" undergarments. Looking at various plain white colors Weiss seemed to be pleased with her decision making ways. After picking three matching pairs of undergarments she went to go to the changing rooms before something caught her eye. Hanging on a rack was a light blue silk robe. She quickly walked over to it and admired the color.

Slightly amused in Weiss's choice Blake walked up behind her. "You know, I have the exact same thing but in black. It's extremely comfortable, although I do recommend wearing something under it." She said hinting at something. Weiss's cheeks went red at the thought of Blake wearing a black version of this robe while wearing nothing underneath it. Why all of a sudden was she thinking of Blake this way? She was Weiss's friend, savior, and therapist all wrapped into one.

Weiss lifted the robe off of the hook and quickly added it to her arm where the other articles of clothing were. Weiss headed for the dressing rooms with Blake close behind. "Do you want me to help you put that on?" Blake asked innocently. Weiss turned around quickly.

"That isn't exactly fair is it?" She asked standing her ground, her face flushed. Noticing the hint Blake as well started to sport a blush.

"That was an accident! I swear!" Blake pleaded with the white haired girl. Weiss closed the gap between them and stood up on her toes to reach Blake's ear.

"I didn't say I mind." She whispered. For Weiss seeing Blake's reaction to what she had just said was all she wanted at that point. If life was a cartoon Blake would have steam running off the top of her head. Blake's head was hung in an attempt to not show the blush she was sporting that was in full effect. Smiling at her success Weiss walked off to leave and embarrassed Blake standing in the middle of the store.