Chapter XII

A/N: It's short I know! It's getting a small bit harder to write and think up scenarios with as little time as I have to actually sit down and write! So… if you guys have suggestions you would like to see (ultimately up to me of course, seeing as it is I who is writing it, not to sound narcissistic) I may be able to put them in! Plus I love feedback. On a previous story I wrote we hit 15k readers… holy crap. So I know there are people out there willing to put some ideas on the table!

Weiss woke up with a feeling of comfort, one of the things she never suspected to feel again. the morning was hazy, but she didn't care. She felt happy, warm…. alive. Weiss felt something… soft. She had wrapped her arms around something in her sleep last night…

It took a second to register but the raven black hair finally came into focus, the familiar body shape also became defined. Instantly regretting waking up she began to feel nerves shoot up from her stomach, oddly enough however, instead of letting go she gripped tighter. As if Blake would disappear if she let go.

Blake began to stir more and more as the pressure on her stomach increased. Blake went to shift towards the source of pressure but was caught by a new grip held by the ex-heiress. Two slender hands shifted upwards onto Blake's breasts.

Weiss pulled the girl closer to herself, causing Blake to squeak in surprise.

"A little frisky this morning aren't we?" Blake asked still tranced trying to figure out what exactly was happening. The hands around her shot back to its owner. Now instead of being wrapped around her, the hands were gripping her gown.

"Sorry… I... didn't mean to…" Weiss managed to stutter out due to her sheer embarrassment. In response Blake let out a giggle.

"We should get up soon…" Blake thought aloud.

"No!" Weiss blurted out. "I… I mean, uhh… can we just stay like this for a while… I mean. I know its weird so if you don't want to-"

"Its fine," Blake cut Weiss off. "I don't mind taking it easy for a day…" To Weiss it sounded like Blake had more to say.

"But?" Weiss asked slightly scared of the answer.

"Can I be honest with you Weiss?" Blake asked with a sigh.

"Of course!" Weiss said with a set in stone mentality.

"Okay," Another sigh. "When yang first asked me to come to the hospital… I thought you were on the verge of death… which you very well may have been, but I was there for Ruby."

"Blake… I…"

"I had a feeling you were going to die, and Ruby would be devastated. One of my most precious friends, and one of the last…" A tense sigh rolled across Blake's lips. "But you survived… against what ever odds I had stacked against you. Then… not only did I realize you were more like me than I first thought… but I realized… you know the pains of living in a dark world." Blake turned in the bed facing Weiss.

"Blake… what do you mean?"

Blake began to slowly slip off her gown. The gown slid easily off Blake and revealed a normal black bra under it, but the important part of the puzzle wasn't the fabric, it was the flesh. Running all round her body there were scars. Scars littered her skin. Some patches were left unharmed but were surrounded with scarred tissue.

"Rape… Torture… Fights… Brutal beat downs… one sided beatings… lashes with a whip… I've felt it all." Blake looked away from the ice blue orbs piercing her skin. "i never said I was proud of who I am… and it's all because of these." Blake said point to her ears while they twitched. "I know what it's like Weiss. I do really. Your case just wasn't as… much… for the lack of better words. Everything like this is equally traumatizing. But… How? How the hell am I supposed to deal with all of these scars, both mentally and physically?!" Blake's voice started to rise.

"Blake…" Weiss was only able to repeat the name. Weiss wrapped around the raven haired girl once again.

Moments passed, the two locked in the embrace neither wanting to let go. Tears had stained Weiss's night gown. Weiss looked onto Blake who was still quietly sobbing.

"Blake.. I…" Was she really going to say it? Now of all times? When Blake was this vulnerable? This was low… This was dirt cheap. "Blake… I… I love you."

The confession struck Blake like a train. The girl had ceased movement and became cautiously still. "Wh… What?" Blake asked wiping away left over tears.

"I love you." Weiss repeated, but even stronger this time, making sure Blake knew that she meant it.

"W.. Why? I'm so… hideous… I have all of these scars and I'm no where near emotionally stable." Blake was scared again, for the first time in ages someone so close to her had frightened her.

"I love you because of you. Your thoughts… Your feelings, your way of life, your everything. I don't love you for just one reason… and who would I be if I didn't love all of you. I don't care if you have scars… I don't care that you're a faunus… I don't care what problems you have. I want to be there and help you, I want to be with you and only you. You brought a light to my life I never had… I get nervous just trying to talk to you and I'm surprised I made it this far.I get so easily embarrassed around you, but I love every second of it."

Blake just stared into Weiss's eyes. "I could never leave you now Blake… You've done too much for me, and there is no possible way I could do anything overnight. But… Maybe… if you'd let me… I could make it up to you just by being here."

"Please… Please stay with me."