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Shiki stands up and takes the suit from Akiha. "As you wish, Oujou-sama." He said with a bow and started to turn around to head to his room to change. Out of the corner of his eyes he swore he saw Akiha's nose start to bleed when he called her "Oujou-sama". This was going to suck. Shiki hated dressing up, but he lost a bet, and it's a man's duty to follow through with his promises.

Back in his own room, Shiki hesitantly put on the suit, though he had no idea how to tie a bowtie. He may as well be looking at a strand of DNA, it was complete gibberish to him. "The things I do for my cute sister…" He said with a sigh and exited the room while still trying to mess with his tie.

Out in the hallway, he caught Hisui dusting one of the windowsills on the way back to Akiha's room. When she looked up at him her face twisted from her normal calm expression to one of fear and horror. She cringed and began to back herself towards the wall as if Shiki were approaching her with a gun or something. Her legs were shaking and she was holding the duster close to her body, even her eyes were wide with a combination of surprise and fear.

"E-E-Excuse me sir, b-b-but this is a private residence. I-I do not know how you got in here, b-but I will be forced to call the authorities if you d-d-do not leave!" Hisui sputtered as she cringed and quivered, pressing her back into the corner between the window and the wall.

Shiki heaved a sigh. Hisui must not recognize him. "Calm down Hisui. I know I look different, but I think you're overdoing it a bit don't you?" Shiki tried to make her realize who he was.

Hisui was still shaking like a scared Chihuahua but her eyes seemed to focus more on Shiki's face. After a few awkwardly silent moments Hisui put a hand on her chest and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Shiki-sama, what are you doing?" Hisui asked, out of breath. Her legs were still shaking and the poor girl looked like she was about ready to collapse.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Akiha made me wear this stupid thing." Shiki sighed and looked down at himself. He felt strange wearing something like a suit, it was actually his first time wearing one. If Arihiko was here, Shiki was sure that he'd be laughing his head off about now.

Hisui's cheeks flushed a little as she gave Shiki another look. "I… I do not think it looks stupid, Shiki-sama."

"Hm? Don't tell me you think I look good in this crap?" Shiki was surprised at Hisui's reaction. He thought he would look strange, considering he wore normal clothes pretty much all the time.

Hisui cleared her throat and stepped closer to Shiki. It made him a little nervous as she was almost too close. Her face was inches from his own and his heart began to pound as Hisui reached her arms toward him.

"You should have told me that you do not know how to tie one of these. It will not do to walk around with it like that." Hisui's fingers moved expertly as she tied Shiki's bowtie in just a few seconds. Shiki could feel her breath on his neck as she adjusted it and made sure that it was straight. Afterwards Hisui stepped backwards to where she previously was.

"S-So… you really think I look okay?" Shiki asked nervously. He was sure that Hisui wasn't used to being that close to people, but her cheeks were still noticeably blushing so maybe it wasn't that big of a deal to be that close to just Shiki. Certainly he wasn't that used to having her approach him like that and it made his heart pound a little.

Hisui nodded slowly. "I think you look more than just okay, Shiki-sama."

"Nii-san!" Just then, Akiha came around the corner. "Nii-san it shouldn't take you that long just to change your-" She stopped in her tracks when she saw Shiki standing there with Hisui.

"Sorry Akiha, I had Hisui help me with the tie. Anyway, what do you think?" Shiki asked honestly.

"Hisui, go fetch Kohaku for me. Tell her to go to my room, and bring her styling kit." Akiha's hair began to turn a very light shade of red.

"Right away, Akiha-sama." Hisui bowed and began to walk down the hallway.

"Um… styling kit?" Shiki asked curiously.

"Ahem." Akiha cleared her throat elegantly and grabbed Shiki's hand. "Come on Nii-san, there's one more thing we have to do." She began to drag Shiki (rather forcefully) down the opposite hallway and back towards her room.

Back in Akiha's room the two of them waited for Kohaku to arrive, which she did not two minutes later carrying a box of some kind. Upon entering the room Kohaku jumped in surprise, uttered a small squeaking noise and nearly dropped the box she was carrying.

"Shiki-san!" She exclaimed in surprise.

Shiki chuckles nervously and waves at Kohaku. "Hi Kohaku. What's in the box?"

Kohaku grins and sets the box down on Akiha's vanity, pulling out the chair in front of it.

"Nii-san, please sit there." Akiha says. She appears to be panting heavily.

"Um, Akiha-sama… are you drooling?" Kohaku asks hesitantly.

Akiha quickly wipes her mouth on her sleeve. "O-Of course not!" She sputters as her hair turns a slightly darker shade of red.

Unsure of what the hell was going on, Shiki sits down in the chair Kohaku is standing in front of. "I can't believe I get to do Shiki-san's hair!" She squeaks excitedly and flips open the box.

Inside the box were all manner of hair grooming tools. Electric trimmers with multiple attatchments for them, combs, brushes, scissors of all types and sizes, shampoos, conditioners, sprays, gels. Just about anything a person would ever need with their hair.

"Um… what's going on here?" Shiki was getting pretty nervous, he liked his hair just the way it was. There wasn't any reason to change something like that.

"I'm going to turn you into what a son of the Brohno family should look like. Your hair must match your new suit of course Nii-san. We have the whole day ahead of us, there is a lot we need to do." Akiha said trying to keep her composure, however she was still breathing rather heavily like she was in heat.