I looked at myself in the mirror, and sighed. "Why am I dressed up like this?" I looked over to the maids putting finishing touches on my face and asked them.
"Master Karou and master Hikarou said so. Now, hold still." They brushed this powdery stuff on my face. I looked in the mirror.
"Oh my gosh! I look like a circus clown!" I had strawberry red cheeks, white-white face, my lips looked slender, and really really red, my eyes were bluer than blueberries, and that's just the make-up! My dress was like those old Japanese dresses, with all those cool patterns and those long sleeves, and my shoes were ballet slippers, black ones, with pearly white socks. Also my curly red hair was in a bun, and ten they put a wig over it. I looked hideous! I laughed so hard! If Michael could see me now, why he'd say I disgraced this outfit with my hair.
"Listen, this was really nice of you, to give me a make-over and such," I looked at them, they looked pleased. I didn't want to finish my sentence. You can do this, Aisling! "But, I don't like the… the, wig! It really makes me look fat! And this dress, and don't start on the make-up! I feel like a hippopotamus! Or an elephant!" They looked more pleased than disappointed. "I have to go."
They nodded slightly, and gestured to the door. I walked out the room, and looked for a sink. Before I could make it to the end of the hallway, Karou and Hikarou grabbed me.
"Capture,"
"Complete."
They took me outside the, into the drive-way. All of a sudden, a limo pulled up, the window rolled down, and Tamaki was in it.
"Good. Take her with." He said.
"Wait, WHAT?!" I started struggling and screaming. "Hey! Let me go!"
They threw me into the car next to Tamaki.
"If you would please tell me what is going on. And where are you taking me?" I still looked like an ancient Japanese woman who was drunk. Ugh. We better not be going to someplace public.
"Shh!" He put his index finger to his mouth, "It's a secret!"
Boy, he was such a child sometimes.
After what felt like an hour of driving, we finally arrived at our destination. A temple? What were they planning? I looked over my shoulder, and saw Kyoya. He was wearing something like I was, except for men. He looked good in it. At that moment, I realized what was going on. This was a date! I started to panic! I was engaged to someone! Someone please save me! I wanted to run, but I also wanted to stay and have a nice time with Kyoya. What should I do? He looked at me, and got a look of amusement and shock. I looked at him and posed. One hand on my hip, the other behind my head. I puckered my lips and lifted my chin. The perfect pose. He pushed his glasses up, and smiled. He walked over to me. It was official. This would be our first date.
"We'll just leave you two alone…" Karou, Hikarou and Tamaki started running away. I rolled my eyes. Some guys just are just serious idiots when it comes to romance. I mean Kyoya hadn't even showed up yet! You wait until the couple start talking and laughing to say that! Wait… Why was I thinking that?
"Well, you look… Nice?" Kyoya smirked with amusement.
"Yeah, nice dress, Kyo." I sniggered back. "Man, if Michael could see me now…"
"Who's Michael?" Kyoya looked distressed. "Is he your new father?"
"No, Michael's my Fiancé."
Kyoya's entire face fell.