Seam
Kagome growled at her reflection, turning slightly and smoothing her hand over her sides, running along the length of the seam.
"Something wrong?" Sesshoumaru asked, while buttoning the cuffs of his shirt.
"The seams make my sides look funny." She looked at him through the mirror. "What do you think?"
"This Sesshoumaru thinks you where the one who wanted to attend this party in the first place, ordering me to go with you." He traced one sharp nail softly down the path her hands had just taken. "This Sesshoumaru also thinks that you look delectable in that dress and that we should hurry or you won't be wearing it much longer."
Note: Um. Yah. An update. -salutes and toddles off-