Hey, everyone! Ellis here.

I'm finally done with this chapter. (YAHOO!) However, due to my classes, I going to be off radar for a bit till June. the reason being is because I have 2 projects, 1 research project, and my final essay to do before the end of college, plus finals. Yeah... That's college for you.

Any who, I hope you all have a happy easter. Enjoy.

Warnings: Pain and a cute fang.

Fang's POV:

I sighed as I relaxed in the nice hot water. When I pulled back the curtain, I half-assed expected a shower, not a freaking huge claw-foot tub that I could possibly drown in! It makes me wonder where that insane doctor gets his money for all of this from? Eh, who cares. I'm going to enjoy while it lasts! I hadn't had a bath in days! Besides, they have bubbles. Freakin' bubbles! I'd always wanted a bubble bath as a kid! I started, humming, happily, to myself as I enjoyed the moment. There then was a knock on the door and I asked who it was.

"Master Fang, I have brought a change of clothes." Zwei said, as he walked in and sat said clothes on the counter, "Please inform me if you need any assistance."

"Uh, ok..." I said, sinking deeper into the bubbles till only my head hovered above them.

When he left, I started to wonder why I did that? Why I suddenly felt insecure about myself? I mean, we're both guys... for the most part... But, now that I have... that, it's like I'm more feminine than masculine. I don't know why that bothers me, though. I'm still the same person as usual. Is it the damn hormones? I sighed. Maybe, I just never paid attention to the difference in my body.

I sighed again as I got out of the tub and dried out in an incredibility soft, white, fluffy towel. Why can't we have these towels?! They're so flippin' soft! I purred into the softness. Yes, purred. Humans can purr, too! I, then, proceed to wrap it around myself and took a look at the stack of clothes. My eyes widen in horror as I came face to face with yet another frilly dress.

Why?... Why a dress of all things?! I groaned as I looked at it again. Well, at least it's black. In fact, the only thing that wasn't black was a white blouse that went under the dress. I put down the dress after looking over everything and found that he included girly underwear and shear black stockings. As much as I hate to wear these clothes, I don't have much of a choice here anymore. I sighed once again. Guess I'll just have to accept the fact that I'm not going to get out of here anytime soon and wear this to please that sadistic bastard.

But right now, there's an even bigger issue to deal with. Mother Nature was truly being a bitch. I sighed yet again (I really need to stop doing that). I just can't ignore it and continue to let the blood run down my legs, so I took a look at the only two options for dealing with this situation. I, instantly, gagged at the sight of tampons, thinking about sticking one in myself. Yuck! So, I just went for the ever useful and comfortable pads, as much as I hate to chuck them both.

With that thought in mind, I started to get ready in this ridiculous get-up. It wasn't too difficult to put most of it on. The only problem I really have was with the corset. I had no idea how that thing went on, but why a fucking corset of all things?! Weren't they torturous to wear back then? I was about to give up and not wear the damn thing when Zwei knocked on the door.

"Is everything alright in there? Do the clothes fit ok?" he asked.

"uh, yeah. Kinda..." I said, looking back at the corset.

"Would you like some assistance?"

I took one last look at it and cursed. I seriously don't have a choice anymore. I grabbed the damn thing and cracked the door open to hold it out to him.

"Can you help me with t-this?" I asked, cursing myself again for stuttering as I felt my cheeks burn.

I noticed Zwei hesitated for a moment before taking it. I opened the door a bit wider before turning my back to him as he wrapped it around my waist before lacing it up.

"I don't blame you for having trouble with this. It naturally requires a second pair of hands to get the damn thing on!" Zwei said, annoyingly.

Oh, good. so, I'm not the only one that wants to strangle someone with this thing!

"Finally, someone who agrees with me!" I said, happily.

Zwei chuckled, "Ja. But here, it is best not to express those thoughts aloud. You might want to hold your breath for a moment."

Before I could ask why, I felt the corset painfully constrict my waist. Fucking Hell! I gasped in pain as I held the door frame.

"Just one more notch, Fräulein." he said, as he gave another pull on the strings.

I let out a strangled cry, feeling like I could barely breathe right now!

"Breathe through the chest, Fräulein! Not the stomach!"

I took a moment to catch my breath the way Zwei showed me how. It wasn't long before I started to breathe somewhat normally again.

"Who the hell made these things again?!" I asked the minute I got my breath back.

"Beats me. All I know is that they were popular in the Victorian era in England." Zwei said with a shrug.

"And when was that?"

"1830s to the 1900s."

Really? Only a hundred years?! Fuck those crazy people! I sighed, heavily. This was going to be an extremely long stay... I turned around only to find Zwei blushing when I did. I still don't see what's so special about me. Sure, I can have kids with guys now, but there's nothing special about my appearance or anything like that. I looked away only to notice that there was a window in the room that I didn't seem to notice earlier. I tried to run for it but, Zwei held me back.

"I would do that if I were you. That glass is bullet-proof."

I just sulked at his words. Plan B, Fang. Plan B. I let Zwei lead me to the table by the window, which had lunch on it. Though, it looked more like I was having a tea party instead of lunch. Angel would've loved to be in my position right now. I hope she's alright... Zwei snapped me out of my thoughts as he pour me a cup of tea. The scent of Earl Grey hit my nose. Sugar... I lifted the lid to the sugar pot and put five cubes in. After taking a sip, I asked Zwei if he knew anything about Michael.

"I've never met him. The Doctor likes to keep him on a tight leash, though." He said, calmly setting down the tea pot.

I nodded as I looked out at Death Valley, wondering how the others are doing or even if they found Angel! Please Max, hurry up and get us all out of here cause there's no way in hell I want to be some guy's bitch!

So, how was it?

Please Review.

I know it's more of a filler, but the next event will present itself in the next chapter, cause we're going to meet The Doctor again!

Anywho, as I say at the top, I'll be off radar till June hits. So, be good!

Ellis Alpha