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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Somehow, Kagome found herself in a tub full of bubbles and warm water with a mask on her face and new polish on her toes. How this had all been accomplished she wasn't quite sure, just that Fuiasu seemed capable of summoning people out of thin air. She'd never had an in-home pedicure before, hadn't even realized it was possible./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Outside the bathroom, she could hear water running and the subtle signs of someone moving about in the kitchen. Knowing it was Fuiasu and hoping she didn't destroy anything, Kagome allowed herself to relax in the bubble bath. It had been a very, very long time since she had been pampered last and it was one of the few happy memories she had of her marriage, though it was a very short-lived memory./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Another half hour passed in the bath before Kagome decided she was going to go nuts with boredom. Her companion had poured so much bubble mix into the bath it was impossible to even hold a book, lest she wanted it water logged. And her face was starting to itch under the mask anyway. It didn't take long to dry off and change into a pair of slacks and a shirt./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"In the kitchen, she smiled at Fuiasu. "Thanks for staying. Would you like some help with cooking?"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"The Daiyoukai glanced at the girl and frowned. "That's not going to do at all," she said blandly, eyeing the clothing with severe dislike. "Go change. Show me the woman that caught my sons eye. Put on one of the dresses we bought today."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"It was clearly an order and Kagome, not quite sure how to get out of it, acquiesced. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count:282/p
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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Somehow, Kagome found herself in a tub full of bubbles and warm water with a mask on her face and new polish on her toes. How this had all been accomplished she wasn't quite sure, just that Fuiasu seemed capable of summoning people out of thin air. She'd never had an in-home pedicure before, hadn't even realized it was possible./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Outside the bathroom, she could hear water running and the subtle signs of someone moving about in the kitchen. Knowing it was Fuiasu and hoping she didn't destroy anything, Kagome allowed herself to relax in the bubble bath. It had been a very, very long time since she had been pampered last and it was one of the few happy memories she had of her marriage, though it was a very short-lived memory./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Another half hour passed in the bath before Kagome decided she was going to go nuts with boredom. Her companion had poured so much bubble mix into the bath it was impossible to even hold a book, lest she wanted it water logged. And her face was starting to itch under the mask anyway. It didn't take long to dry off and change into a pair of slacks and a shirt./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"In the kitchen, she smiled at Fuiasu. "Thanks for staying. Would you like some help with cooking?"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"The Daiyoukai glanced at the girl and frowned. "That's not going to do at all," she said blandly, eyeing the clothing with severe dislike. "Go change. Show me the woman that caught my sons eye. Put on one of the dresses we bought today."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"It was clearly an order and Kagome, not quite sure how to get out of it, acquiesced. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count:282/p
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