Behind Enemy Lines
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
Chapter 26: Girl's Day
Grace pulled her shirt off for the umpteenth time that day and managed to hold in a tired sigh. When Izayoi did something it seemed she never did it half way. At promptly 6am she had floated into Grace's room and gotten her into the shower then went and prepared breakfast.
When Grace was dressed and ready she had joined her at the kitchen table where the woman had quizzed her on her size of shirt, pants, bra, underwear and anything else Grace might have put on her body. She moved quickly to asking about her favorite things to eat and her favorite colors. The list went on and on and by the end of breakfast Grace was ready to crawl back into bed.
Granted the woman was smaller but Grace had never had to deal with a mother before and it was slightly weird to do it now.
After eating Izayoi had dragged her into one of the Mercedes and went straight for the outlet malls of down town.
They had been shopping for nonstop since then and Grace couldn't even count how many times Izayoi had called a driver to come pick a large amount of packages. Lunch had been a small affair then it was back to the stores and at the moment she was being forced to try on evening gowns because Izayoi insisted she attend the upcoming dinner with a bunch of Toga's business partners.
And it was two days from now. Great.
The blue number one of the women waiting on them had picked out was slightly too slinky for her taste. It wasn't her favorite.
She adjusted the bow in the back then stepped out of the dressing room and was met with 'oos' and 'aaahs' from Izayoi and the women in the room.
"That brings out your eyes so well, dear." Grace looked in the mirror, observing the incredibly low neckline and the hem that ended just barely covering her backside. She raised her eyebrow and shook her head.
"The color I like, the dress…not so much." She walked back into the dressing room to try on the next pick; A black cocktail dress with a loose sleeve and cuff on one side and no sleeve on the other with a belt just at her breast line. It ended just above her knee and would go perfectly with the pair of red heels Izayoi had slipped in earlier.
She shrugged and undressed, picking up another. This one she had to look twice at. It was a soft magenta satin that circled tightly around her neck and draped nicely over her body and ended above her knees. She smoothed her hands down the fabric and immediately like it. Turning around, she smirked as it exposed her back till her shoulder blades, just barely concealing something she would rather remain hidden.
Stepping out of the dressing room, this time, she smiled softly as the women cooed at her Izayoi getting that familiar gleam in her eyes.
"We'll take this one and the others she picked out." Grace nodded, placated then went to change into her normal clothes when Izayoi's voice stopped her.
"Hurry now dear! I've scheduled the spa treatment for us! We need to be quick!"
Grace groaned. She had hoped they would finally be finished! Apparently not.