Kagome walked through one of the hidden passages that led to her room. She used these passageways only when she wanted time to herself and so no one asked where she's going. The hidden door in the walk in closet opened, revealing a tired blood covered Kagome. She walked the racks of elegant gowns, and other girly things.

Eh… Who put all this in here? Why did they pick such frilly things? …. How the HELL did they get in my room?

Kagome limped through her new wardrobe, breathing a sigh of relief that she'd thought to wear her black leather platforms, and although the blood pooled in her shoe it didn't leave a mess on the floor. Just in case someone happened to pop in, unannounced.

Once in the bathroom, Kagome sat on the edge of the tub and emptied the blood form her shoe and sock. Then quickly stripped and began the painful process of removing the bullet. Rummaging through her jacket she took out her pocket-knife and a lighter. Getting up she went to the mirror cabinet and took out a purple candle, lit it, took out the first aid kit, then went to get a needle and thread from the top drawer in the night stand.

Sitting down once more she turned on the hot water and proceeded to wash the wound. Once that was finished, Kagome picked up the pocket-knife and with a flick of her wrist released a five inch blade, which she heated over the candle flame. When it was hot enough she placed it on the wound, while biting the tender insides of her mouth, trying hard not to scream. Reaching into the kit again Kagome pulled out a leather package and magnifying glasses with light attached. Untying the bow that kept the package closed, Kagome rolled it out onto the floor revealing a few medical instruments. She examined the instruments before her, then pulled out what looked like tweezers except with skinny bent tips. Kagome strapped the magnifying glasses onto her head and turned on the light. She could now see the wound in every detail. With the tweezers in hand, she began to remove the bullet. While trying to get a grip on the bullet the wound began to bleed again.

"F!" She hissed, grabbing some gauze to soak up the blood. She could now see the bullet but blood began to cover it again taking the gauze she began blotting the blood once more. She quickly got a grip on the bullet before any more blood could cover it and proceeded to slowly remove the bullet. The pain that was dull before now increased as did the blood in the wound. Her vision began to blur, not only because of the tears in her eyes but because of the faintness she felt. Kagome fought the blackness that threatened to overtake her not wanting to faint, for many reasons. Firstly, she didn't know how long she'd be out. Secondly, she didn't want anyone to find her in this state especially since she was only covered in her undergarments and if someone did find her they'd probably take her to the hospital, where some weird doctor could do god knows what while she was unconscious. Lastly it was just plain GIRLY (in her opinion). She'd also been taught that you shouldn't have any weakness, because people use your weaknesses against you.

These fears made her pull out the bullet really fast. The blood began to flow into the tub. Taking the same pad as before she put pressure on it until the blood on the gauze dried. Opening the first aid kit she pulled out a bottle of rubbing alcohol, applying it to the wound using a clean gauze pad. Removing it, Kagome inspected the damage. There was dead flesh surrounding the hole that needed to be removed. Kagome cleaned off the blade and proceeded to slowly remove the dead skin surrounding the wound. It hurt a lot, causing tears to well up in her eyes and her hands to tremble. She stopped dried her eyes and tried to calm herself by taking deep breaths. In five seconds she had managed to calm herself enough to pick up the knife and finish the job. Blood began to flow again, but not as bad as before. Kagome retrieved another pad of gauze from the kit and held it firmly to the wound. Removing the gauze she cleaned the healthy pink skin surrounding the wound. Looking at the needle she hesitated.

Why are you hesitating? Are you scared of a little pain? Her inner voice drawled.

No I'm NOT afraid of a little pain she screamed mentally.

Then prove it!

Fine!

Kagome picked up the needle threading it, but that was all she did.

HA Ha! You ARE afraid of pain! Her inner voice then continued to laugh, it's echo slowly fading to nothingness.

Kagome was slightly peeved that her inner voice taunted her, but mostly peeved that it was right; she was scared of the pain to come. Eventually, she'd gotten the nerve to repetitively insert a needle into her skin, and pull the thread through, without any painkillers.

Removing the rest of her clothes, she set the water just right and took a quick shower and washed her hair. Getting out of the shower she cleaned up the mess she'd made, dried herself, put on her under garments and wrapped a bathrobe around herself and went to the closet to see what hideous things her wardrobe was composed of.

As she was going through the clothing, a slightly husky voice said, "You have to wear decent clothes tonight. Preferably on of those fabulous gowns behind you." Kagome gasped in surprise.

"Kouga! What are you doing here?"

" I came to tell you we have special guests tonight, so you have to dress appropriately." He said in a tight voice.

"Guests?"

"Yes. Guests."

"What kind of guests?"

"Special guests."

"How is it that I'm only informed of this now?"

" The answer to that is simple. When I know you'll know."

" So, you expect me to believe that you just found out about this."

"Yes."

The room filled with an uncomfortably heavy silence, it's weight now rested on kagome like a bag of bricks. What made the silence uncomfortable and unbearable was Kouga, who stood there examining his clean manicured nails and straightening his already presentable outfit.

"So, is there any ' special' dress I'm supposed to wear?" Kagome asked, breaking the silence.

"Uh…. No, as long as it's a dress." Kouga turned an was about to leave when Kagome stated, " I don't like dresses. I'm dress-challenged."

Kouga now faced her looking at her as if waiting for something.

Sigh. " Send someone to help me, if you don't want me to embarrass you in front of your guests." Kouga gave a curt nod and left. Within five minutes of his departure someone knocked on her door.

Three knocks, a pause, followed by two more; this knock was only used by those who protected the Wolfe family.

"Come in." Kagome said, sitting on the edge of her bed, still in the whit bathrobe.

"You need help?" A deep feminine voice asked.

Kagome looked up to the source of the unfamiliar voice. There she found a woman of medium build, not much older than herself, with soft curves. She was dressed in a pink silk dress

with red accents on the hem and on the pleats at the bust. She also wore a pair of chandelier earrings that had soft pink beads intermixed with silver and matching necklace. The strapped dress exposed her long slender arms and only came to mid-thigh showing off her long lean legs, while the low swoop of the neckline showed off her delicate bone structure and a tantalizing amount of cleavage. The woman looked so soft and sociable, making Kagome doubt her position in the ranks of the few elite who protect the Wolfe family.

Kagome's scepticism faded when she saw the faint outline of a strap around her upper thigh, which usually held a gun, dagger or throwing knives and a simple, normal looking fan in her hand, but once opened and used in battle the opponent who was at the receiving end of the attack could be harmed. Concealed in the edge of the fan was a long, sturdy blade that could, with one swipe, decapitate someone. Kagome then looked into her unusual red eyes and saw that behind the kind smile on her face and the mysterious glint that draws you in, there was a flirtatious woman who knows what it is to suffer. A determined woman who knows how to get what she wants in any way necessary.

"Are you going to sit there all night and stare or are you going to tell me what you need help with?" Kagome blushed. "Oh… yes. Sorry. I need you to help me pick out a dress." The smile on the woman's face faded to pure curiosity.

"Now, why would a nice girl like you need help picking out a dress?"

" I was told to wear one of those dresses tonight and I don't know which one I should wear for whatever's going on tonight." Kagome said pointing to the row of elegant gowns on the right side of her closet.

"Oh! You could've said so." The woman said with a dismissive wave as she turned to evaluate the gowns. " Has he had sex with you yet?" she asked coolly, like they'd been friends forever.

"Why are you asking me this? I don't even know you!" was Kagome' alarmed response.

"My name is Kagura, I'm one of Kouga's personal… advisors."

"Okay."

"Oh and keep this between the two of us. K? Don't tell him what we talk about this conversation or he'll be real angry."

" Ok, but why are you asking me all these questions?"

"Oh, because every couple of weeks Kouga has a new sweetheart. When he gets bored of them he brings them here, showers them with beautiful, expensive things, has sex with them, then dumps them."

"REALLY! He's never told me about this."

"I know…"

"You do!"

"Yes. He never lets his ex-s meet or know about each other. He tells them that they're the only one he's been with."

" Guessing from the clueless/ Shocked expression still on your face, you didn't have sex with him yet. Which means he's probably going to fix that tonight or another time in the near future."

Pause.

"That's why he brought you here you know. What has me curious is why he'd give you this room. Usually he'd give his girls a room on the east wing of the mansion, where there's less security." She stopped examining the dresses, her brows furrowed in thought. She then began to talk out loud.

"I don't know. Hmmmmm … What's so special about you?" Kagura turned to face her like she was talking to her, but was only saying what's on her mind. Although Kagura wasn't speaking directly to her, Kagome still felt insulted and had to restrain herself from hurting Kagura.

"I mean, no offence, you're pretty and everything, but so were the other girls. There was a long silence. At that moment she suddenly turned around with a look of severe constipation and after five seconds said, " I know! He probably loves you and is planning to propose to you tonight!"

WOW! This woman is CRAZY, but very informative. She could be useful.

Kagome was scared out of her thoughts by Kagura's proclamation of triumph. "I'VE FOUND IT!" she said holding up a long red and black gown with black shoes.

"Here. Try it on so I can see what I have to work with." Kagura said handing her the dress and shoes. Kagome, still in a bit of a daze, just stood there, clothes in hand.

"Ugh! Come on! Come on! Try it on!" Kagura said while pushing her lightly in the direction of the bathroom. Slamming the door in kagome's face she said, "Hurry it up! We can't be late or Kouga will be mad."

Kagome changed quickly into the dress, slipped her feet into the shoes, which fit perfectly, and twirled, looking at her reflection in the full-length mirror behind the door. She smiled loving what she saw. The smile quickly disappeared when she realized the long slits down the sides, which revealed her legs to about two inches above her knees.

Knock. Knock.

"What's taking so long!" Kagura wailed.

" Uh… ummm…. Nothing, I just think that I need another dress."

"WHAT? Why? What's wrong with that one?"

"I don't like it."

"What's there not to like?"

Silence.

"Ok! Come on out and show me."

Kagome slowly opened the door, face red with unease, not used to showing so much skin.

"I don't see the problem."

" You don't see the problem?" Kagomescreeched,"Look at this!" she pointed at the slits. "They're HUGE!"

"A…And … this." She pointed to the v-neck, "Oooooh! And THIS," Points to the low cut back. "Is a BIG No! And when I say Big, I mean BIG NO!"

" Oh don't be such a baby. It looks good."

" But I don't like it!" Kagome whined.

"Why? You look HOT! Don't worry."

"Don't worry! I AM worrying. I haven't shown this much skin since I was a BABY!"

"Oh. So you're shy." Kagura said, realisation finally dawning on her. "So you don't want to wear it. I get it." She chuckled in utter amusement, her face slipped into a dead-serious, I-mean-business

expression. "Too bad. You're wearing it! We don't have time to pick another one. Besides we still have to do your hair.

Ten minutes later Kagome stepped out of the bathroom looking radiant.

Since Kagome hadn't wanted to show much skin, and the back of the dress showed off a generous amount, Kagura Found a sheer black shall. Kagura did Kagome's hair in an up-do, There was nothing that could be done about the neckline but the slits down the side of the dress could be fixed.

When Kagome trying on the dress Kagome hadn't noticed that there were little holes close to the slits where drawstrings could go. This they only found out after Kagura went to find another dress more to kagome's liking, that she noticed something on the floor with a pattern exactly like the one on kagome's dress. For many minute Kagome and Kagura examined the dress, looking for anything that seemed to be missing a piece or miss placed. After many attempts to find a flaw in the dress, maybe they didn't look hard enough because just as Kagura was about to drop the pieces in the garbage, Kagome cried out in ear splitting dismay, "AHHHHH! My dress has a HOLE in it!" Her cries seemed to echo through out the entire mansion. Kagura quickly ran over to see if Kagome was pulling a trick to get out of wearing the dress or if she was telling the truth. As it turns out she was indeed telling the truth. Right there, a half-inch away from the hem of the slit sat the hole, gaping at them in all its wideness. As Kagura was about to get a needle and some thread her finger got caught in kagome's dress. Kagome felt the tug and looked to see what the hold up was, while Kagura looked up utter horror, her lips flapping trying to form words that would best explain her innocence, but she couldn't.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? ANOTHER ONE?"

"It's ok. Don't worry. Stay calm. Take deep breaths."

"I KNOW how to calm down. What I WANT TO KNOW is how to FIX this." Kagura began to examine the dress once more, this time more carefully along the slit, as she did so her face paled. She re-examined it just to make sure there was no mistake, that her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. Upon examining the other side of the dress she found it also had holes along side the slit. Understanding dawned on her making her face regain it's natural colour.

"I isn't a hole, it's the design of the dress! That's where these go." Kagura exclaimed holding up the pieces.

"They're so discreet I never would've known."

Silence.

"Hey! At least you can stop whining about how high the slits are." Kagura laced the slits together to Kagome's preferred length and quickly left for dinner.

Kagome breathed a sigh of relief as her bedroom door clicked shut behind Kagura's retreating figure, thanking God that she hadn't noticed the patch on her leg.

If she'd seen it I don't know what I would've done……