Royally Screwed
Rule 3: Fashion Shows Status… A New Way to Dress
By: Endowment Maidens
Rule 3: Fashion Shows Status… A New Way to Dress
A buzzer rang loud throughout the kitchen announcing that King Naraku was ready for dinner in his chamber. Kikyo had now been working for the King of the East for three days, and she had already been premoted froma simple cleaning maid, to the personal server of the King himself. A very large sequence of events brough this rapid chance about, but the most deciding fact was her new found 'friendship' with Naraku.
It all started three days previous when Kikyo had been kicked out of the old hags house and forced to take up residence in the Castle belonging to the King of the East, Naraku. She had applied for a job as a simple kitchen cleaner, and gotten it without much hassle. For the most part of the first morning she did basic chores like scrubbing the dishes and peeling potatoes. Around lunchtime though, she was assigned the job of cleaning the floors and scrubbing the sinks after all the lunch had been prepaired. By mid afternoon her fingers were worn raw, and she smelled like a pig in the mud. Yeah she had done a ton of cleaning around Keade's Shrine, but nothing prepared her for the brutal and laborious work she was being put through here! At around five o'clock though, in the middle of dinner preperation, the head maid whom was very and most certianly pregnant, went into labor. Since she could not drive herself to the hospital, three other maids left to help escourt her leaving Kikyo and six other scullery maids to finish fixing the King's dinner. Since the other women were old and tiered after fixing the meal, they all voted Kikyo to be the one to deliever the King his meal. Kikyo then realized that her plan was falling perfectly into place, even better then she had ever dared to hope. If she could somehow bring up the topic of Inu-Yasha and Kagome while she was up there, maybe, just maybe he would help her in her quest to ruin Kagome Higurashi!Arriving outside the door of the King's office at 6:00 sharp, Kikyo heard not one, but two voices drift out of the cracked door. So, the King had a guest? Maybe her plan wouldn't work out as planned. A frown creased her forehead but dissapeared suddenly as she heard a small snippet of the conversation.
" No you fool! Inu-Yasha would never fall for that!" the roaring voice of Naraku demanded.
" But sire, how else are we supp-" the second mans voice was cut short.
" Shut up you fool someone's outside the door. Come in please." Naraku's voice demanded cooly.
Kikyo pushed open the door and slipped inside the room. Standing on one side of Naraku's desk was a very short man whom Kikyo guessed was Naraku's adviser. Seated at the desk itself was a very exquisite looking man. He seemed pretty tall, though she couldn't really tell for he was seated, and he was dressed in a full out buisness suit in a royal shade of blue. His hair was almost as long as her own, and a midnight black. His cherrywood brown eyes held a hidden passion, and a semi-permanent frown occupied his lips.
"Have you brought me my evening meal?" Naraku asked in a cool collected tone when she came and stood before him.. He swing his leg down off his desk top where it had been, and stood up to approach her.
"Yes your highness," She bowed placing his tray upon the table top. She straightend her figure juting her right hip out in a slightly seductive way. His eyes travled up and down her body, stopping here and there and Kikyo just prayed she turned him on. Maybe that way he would ask for her again. If he did, hopefully next time he would be alone.
"What's your name girl?" He asked walking in slow circle around her taking in everything about her.
"Kikyo sire," she replied in a desirable fashion. She pouted her lips out slightly and narrowed her eyes. She then tilted her head downward letting her hair fall in her eyes.
"Did you happen to here any of the conversation I was just having with my advisor?" He suddenly barked out breaking the romantic spell she had placed over him.
"Y-yes sire." She replied timidly afraid that he was going to hurt her now.
"What all did you hear?" He barked again. What was this, a prison interrogation?
"Well sire, I heard something about you ploting the downfall of the King of the North." Kikyo replied cooly, deciding she wouldtake her chance. " and, I think I may be able to help."
" What do you mean by that?" Naraku asked his eyebrow raised in intiguing.
"I have my own personal reasons to take revenge on the King of the North, and I think I can help. Just recently, I discovered his weakness…"
Higurashi Castle 12:14 p.m.
"Kagome, I want you to meet my older brother Sesshoumaru." Inu-Yasha said as he stepped aside to reveal a very handsome young man. In all actuality Sesshoumaru wasn't young at all, he was over four-hundred years old, and he wasn't a man either. He was unusually tall for his human form, though, standing at at least 6' 9". He had the same long gorgeous silver hair that sat atop Inu's head, except for the fact that his was much longer and shinnier. He sported dark purple strips along his cheeks, and claws protruded from his finger tips. Unlike Inu-Yasha, Sesshoumaru had human ears, and he seemed much more shy. In all truth, he just didn't feel he had much to say to lousy short lived humans. They had almost nothing in common but the existance on this earth in his opinion, at which the demons could outdo the humans by five-thousand years at least. Unless you were a half demon like his brother of course who could outdo them by one-thousand at most.
" Nice to meet you your eminence," Kagome spoke softly as she had been instructed by her mother. Bowing deep and long Kagome stood up as gracfully as she could, which to say the least best was good. This time though, she managed not to trip and stumble, she was getting better! What was Inu-Yasha's brother doing there, you may ask. The answer was simple. Her father had asked her friends to turn her into "e A beautiful lady "e. Since Sango was lazy, Miroku was a perv, and Inu just didn't plain have any fashion sence of his own, he asked his brother to come help. His brother was supposedly the man to ask when it came to fashion questions these days.
" Ah," He winced at her poor figure, " we do have our work cut out for us." He brushed past them into the castle and dropped his coat into the arms of an anxious servent boy who quickly rushed off to hang it up.
" So, where's you closet?" were the only words he spoke to her turning around impatiently. Kagome just stared at him dumbly trying to comprehend what he had just said, before Inu-Yasha pinched her back and whispered into her ear.
" He's here to teach you how to dress princess, so get your lazy ass a movin' sista" His voice hid a tint of something she couldn't place, but she couldn't say that she didn't like it. It almost sounded sensual, and that sent a chill up her spin.
"Um, right this way sir," Kagome pronounced softly. She jumped slightly as she felt an object on her backside, and spund around elbowing the dodging figure of Miroku in the stomach. " You lecherous dirty man! Everyday, why can't you learn self control! Maybe if you did, a girl could actually find a chance to like you!" Kagome practically criend in humiliation.
" Hey Bastard, next time you touch her, I'll pound your fuckin' head into the floor ten times over," Inu-Yasha growled in a very sinister way.
Miroku's gulp could practically be heard all the way at the other end of the hall where Sango had shown Sesshoumaru into her dressing corridor. When she had first arrived, she couldn't even fathom that she had an entire hallway devoted to her clothing and accessories. Two rooms at the opposite end served as dressing rooms, and another served for all her hair and makeup requirements.
" This is a most excellent selection of clothing," Sesshoumaru exclaimed in joy, the first emotion he had shown since he got there. " Whomever picked these out is very smart indeed!" He started ruffling through her Paris originals, and then moved onto her American section. Stoping mid-way through the American section, Sesshoumaru pulled down a cute pair of blue jeans, and a very pretty button-up shirt in a forest green color. Throwing them into her arms, he procedeed on down the hall to her shoe section. He pulled out a dazzling pair of flats that had cost her $324.56 at some store in London three days before. They had a slight heel and had a floral type patern in all dark greens. It had really crystal beads sewn into parts of the shoe, and the soles were maid with real leather.
" Now this Princess, is the type of outfit you would wear to hang out when you are outside your corridors." Sesshoumaru grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her into a dressing room. Shoving her into it an then thrusting her clothes in after, Sesshoumaru made it very clear that he wanted her to change. Kagome put the outfit on as fast as she possibly could, and realized that the outfit made her look good! But, she was to self conscious to show people her figure… especially Inu-Yasha. Wait, why Inu-Yasha and not Miroku, what wrong with her!
"Sir, is there a reason you are making me try these on instead of just telling me I should wear these?" Kagome asked a little tentatively.
" Let me see you, that's why." That's all Kagome needed to hear to persuade her to come out of the dressing room. He sounded scary when he talked, almost like he was about ready to bit your head off!
The minute Kagome waltzed out of the dressing room, all the talking stoped and Sango clapped her hands in applause. " Beautiful Kagome, now your starting to look like a real Princess! Keep up the good work Sesshoumaru!" Miroku's eyes lingered on her slim legs, her hips, and other girlish areas resulting in a slap to the face by both she and Sango. All Inu-Yasha did was nod in approval and give a hostile humf. What was his problem?"Kagome, why don't you try this on for us?" Miroku's voice broke her thought. She turned to see Miroku holding up a sheer dress that anybody without x-ray vishion could see through. He had a kinky smirk on his face and Kagome felt like she was going to hurl.
" Um Miroku, you do realize anyone could see through that, right?" Kagome asked not sure if she wanted to hear his reply.
"Yes Kagome, that's precisely my poin-" was all Miroku got out before Sango had snatched the dress from his hands and tried to srangle him with it.
Kagome just ignored them, and turned to find Sesshoumaru approaching her. " Okay, now try this on!" Sesshoumaru said happily. Seriously, this guy had mood swings that were just plain weird. He handed her a delicate dress of a midnight blue. It was pretty low cut compared to anything Kagome had ever worn, and the chest area was wrinkles to look slightly like seashells. Under the bustline, the fabric spread out and fell down on folds around the waist, and the back was practically non-existing. Since there was almost no back until just above her butt, the whole dress was held up by two huge ribbon planted on each shoulder that she tied around the neck. After being tied, the ribbon then fell down her back to give her at least a little coverage. It reminded her of something Mrilyn Monroe would wear.
"Um… I don't feel comfortable trying that on," Kagome blushed wanting to cover her body with her hands, even though she was dressed.
" You can, AND YOU WILL!" Sesshoumaru fumed. His eyes held a very murderous look, so Kagome grabbed the dress and fled to take cover in the dressing room. Man, he was a really scary guy! She slowly pulled the dress on, to find it was a perfect fit.
" Are you done in there yet, it's been ten minutes since you went in and I'm getting impatinit? We don't have all day you know!" Sesshoumaru's voice floated through the door.
" Um,-" Kagome started not wanting to leaver the safe sanctuary of a dressing room.
" What does it not fit? Are you to fat?" Sesshoumaru's voice asked impatiantly.
" No, I'm all done!" She said nervously opening up the dressing room door. This time when she stepped out, the entire room fell silent. She stared at everybody, but nobody stared back. They were all to busy looking her up and down with weird facial movements.
"You look… great," were the only words heard throught the entire hall when Sango spoke. Miroku eyed her hungrely, and Sesshoumaru's eyes held a very pleased look. He gave his nod of approval, but Kagome missed it. She was looking at Inu-Yasha, who in turn was looking at her. His eyes were more beautiful then she remembered, and her heart sped up. For some reason, his opinion ment more to her then the opinions of all the others.
" How do I look?" She asked happily as she spun in a circle like a little girl. She made a full turn and stoped short throwing her hands in the air on a 'look at me pose. And, that's exactly what everybody did. Inu-Yasha's eyes seemed to go blank as he continued to stare at her, and Kagome heated up in an angry embarassment. Did he think she looked bad? If not, why didn't he say anything.
A throat cleared behind her, and she turned to see her friends and Sesshoumaru staring at her oddly. " Now, keep that dress on and we'll proceed on to teaching you how to dance." Sesshoumaru said calmly.
'Wow,' Kagome thought, 'another emotion?' She sweatdroped and tilted her head. " You really think you can teach me to dance in one day?"
" No, but we need to get started somewhere don't we?" Inu-Yasha's voice split the air with a fiercnes to it that made everybody else stand up quickly as a chill ran up their spines.
" Y-Ya, Inu's right!" Sango said trying to sound cheery but failing misserably. Was Inu-Yasha's whole family a line of mood swinging weird men?
" What dance should we teach her first?" Miroku questioned sounding very happy to volunteer."I," Sango said in a venomous way, " Will start by teaching her how to hold a person properly, and then will move on to the steps." She grabbed Kagome's hand and dragged her down the hall to the studio her mother practiced ballet in.
"Okay," Sango started her lecture, "First you put you hand here." at which she placed Kagome's hand on her shoulder. "Your other hand goes right here," she said next placing Kagome's other hand in her's. " Lastly, my other hand will go here," she finished putting her leftover hand on Kagome's waist slightly above her hip. Kagome took this all in remembering that she had learned the exact same form from Ayame years before when they had been watching Dirty Dancing. That was during Ayame's dance faze which passed in just a weeks time due to the fact that she has slipped one day and twisted her ankle.
"Now, just follow my lead and try not to step on my foot," Sango laughed as she proceeded to move in the 'box' pattern. But, two steps in, she tripped over Sango's foot and fell flat on her face. She could here chuckles from Sango and Miroku and wanted to stay on the floor invisible forever. Humiliated beyond words she sat there for a few moments before the laughing stopped suddenly and a hand rested itself lightly on her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I did the same thing when I was learning," the calm sweet voice of Inu-Yasha reached her ears. " Let me help you." His large clawed hand, though menising in looks, was so gentle when he touched her. He grabbed her arm lightly and pulled her up into a seated pose. Kneeling down next to her and brushing a wisp of hair out of her eyes, he placed it gently behind her ear. " Just follow my lead," Inu-Yasha said as he pulled Kagome off the floor, making no mention to her beet red face. He took her hand and placed it gingerly on his shoulder, and then continued by placed his own firmly on her waist in the proper place. Taking her work worn hand in his own large and smooth one, he pulled her small figure up against his chest, and took the first few steps of the dance. As they danced Inu-Yasha continued to get faster and more complicated in his movements, and Kagome kept up just fine. In reality she didn't even realize she was moving as they twirled round and round her eyes never leaving his face. He was so enchanting, more then she had ever believed. His eyes captured her own, and lured her in like a fisherman who had caught a poor helpless fish.
Inu-Yasha spun Kagome round and round, trapped by everything she characterized. The radiant sparkle in her eyes had vanished and been replaced by an almost blank stare. Her small, perfect figure pressed tightly against him, allowing every curve of her body to melt into his. But, the most enthralling thing about her was the way she smelled. Her scent was a mix between roses and jasmine, and it captivated him to no end. It had been the first thing about her that he had noticed, and the last thing he would remember.
Inu-Yasha twirled her out, and dipped her down as low as he could. Pulling her up and back to him, her face was but an inch away from his, and she gaped in shock. Breaking the spell that they had wound around each other, Kagome tripped as Inu-Yasha spun her out again. Landing on her butt, she sat stunned for a few seconds. What had just happened back there? It was almost as if… no! Most definatly not, she was not falling in love with Inu-Yasha. He was simply her best friend, and nothing more! Yeah, that was it, he was her best friend.
"Wow…" Miroku murmured in shock. Kagome turned to stare at him, still in partial thought. He stood staring at her, his eyes wide in shock, and when she turned to Sango, she wore a very similar expresion to the one on Miroku's face. Kagome was slightly confused now, and when she looked behind her to where Sesshoumaru was standing, his face was as poker faced as you could get. For a breif second she thought she saw shock on his face, but as soon as she saw it it was gone and she wondered if she had imagined it.
"Very good," Was all he said. Inu-Yasha's hand grasped her upper arm firmly and he pulled her to her feet.
" Well, now that that's over with, should Miroku do his duty now?" the suddenly gruff voice of Inu-Yasha asked.
" Okay!" Miroku perked up suddenly and Kagome just had to stare at him in shock. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and her mind was all foggy. She shook her head to snap herself out of it, and realized that they had just said Miroku was going to be doing something with her now.
'Oh… God," were the only thoughts that could make there way through her mind as the rest of her thoughts screamed at the possible idea of what Miroku could be teaching her. She just prayed it wasn't how to fend off sexual advances!
"Wipe that look of horror off your face Kag," Sango's cheery voice said. "He's just going to teach you how to eat properly. That's the only other thing he's good at besides being a totally pervert!" Sango smacked the back of Miroku's head in a friendly way and Miroku gave a loud cry of protest. Kagome couldn't help herself and disolved into peels of laughter.
"His favorite way to consume his food is the 'Pig-Out-Of-Trouf' manner" Sango joked.
"Now Sango dear, you know perfectly well that my favorite way to consume anything is through a body shot!" Miroku soon found his head through the wall.
Dinning Hall 4:30 p.m.
"Okay, if there's more then one fork Kag, you use the one closest to the outside first. Then, as each course comes you keep moving in toward the plate. That's the simplest thing to do if you forget what all the forks are for." Miroku picked up the outermost fork that lay next to his plate, and started examening it. " The first fork I'll show you is the salad fork," he motioned to the fork in his hand. "But, I don't really feel like teaching you about forks much. As Sango said, I like to eat o-natural, as in with my hands." Miroku slaped his knee as he laughed at his lame joke. Kagome just rolled her eyes and thanked God that she wouldn't have to learn what all nine forks next to her plate were for.
"Anyway, sit straight and don't lean into your plate is basically all you really need to know," Miroku finished his short lived lecture. He then picked up a random fork and dug into his plate of hot duck. "Ahh, always hits the spot!" he sighed.
6:00 pm Naraku's office
"Dinner's served, Naraku dear," Kikyo murmered in the King's ear seductively. She placed a plate of salmon sushi in front of the king, and began to pick up the delicacy in her fingers. The King opened his mouth like a little kid, but still managed to look suave and sexy doing it. Kikyo leaned over the back of his chair and placed the first paice of the fish into his mouth, and continued until every last piece of his evening meal was gone. Every night now Naraku expected her to hand feed him, wether his dinner be pasta or pizza. Since Kikyo didn't want to dirty her hands to much, she begged the Kitchen ladies to make something slightly in finger food form… such as sushi. She was a little creeped out by the whole 'feed the king by hand' thing, but she wanted him on her side… didn't she?
"Kikyo?" the King questioned. He turned his seat around to face her, his eyes holding a bewitching tint. " I'll see you tomorrow night, won't I?"
"Yes, Naraku dear," she said stroking his face lightly with her nails. She walked back around his desk, trying to give him the message that she needed to leave.
" Good," came his now highly arousing voice. His chair stayed turned toward the window behind his desk, so Kikyo opened his tall mahogany doors and rushed down the corridor tho her bedroom. She was somewhat afraid of Naraku now that she knew him. She was afraid that any minute he would jump her, and even though she played along with his sensual act, she would never have sex with the man… would she? Was she that desperate to get her revenge on Inu-Yasha and Kagome? The answer came right to her… YES.
Meanwhile back in his study Naraku sat thinking to himself. He couldn't get that Kikyo girl out of his head. The way she talked, the way she moved, the way she wanted revenge as much as he. Everything he ever wanted in a girl was practically bursting from her. She had the body of a goddess, and the voice of a siren, but the best part of it all was that she too had a strong motive for revenge on the King of the North. Together they would crush his puny title, ruin his life, and conquer his land! He could just taste it, and knew that this was going to be fun. But, even the plot of Inu-Yasha's downfall hadn't taken his mind of Kikyo. He knew his greatest fears had come true in this girl too… he'd fallen head over heels in love.
Kagome's bedroom 8:35 p.m
"Now Kagome," Sango said spliting Kagome's hair into three even sections, "your father said the most important thing we had to teach you today was how to turn down courtiers nicely. What he really means is don't toy with their hearts. If one asks for your hand in marriage, he'll have to ask you father first so there will be no 'turn downs'." Sango shifted slightly on the bed behind her. " Don't dance with a man to much, or seem to favor him to much, you don't want him to believe you like him more than the others. And, if you do favor him over the others, you still have to treat him equally 'cause your already engaged. Since you are already engaged, you will be expected to give most of your dances to Koga when he's attending the event, and you have to make it perfectly clear that your already taken." Sango finished braiding Kagome's hair and asked politely for the hair tie.
"Okay, got it. Don't touch anyone but this creep dude I don't even know." Kagome shuddered at the prospect of having to share her bed with another man, and couldn't even begin to conceive the idea of sex with him!
"Oh, Kagome," Sango sighed dropping her newly done hair. " I know it will be hard girl, but just stick to it. That is unless you don't want to?" Her voice questioned in a ready to gossip way. " Have you ever been, or are you in love?" Sango questioned jumping on the bed and falling onto her back.
" I… I don't know," Kagome gave a harsh sigh. " I think I may be." She closed her eyes and pictured Inu-Yasha's face. Was she in love with him? She had only met him a few weeks ago. Her thoughts were cut short when the voices of Inu-Yasha, Miroku, and and unidentified man came rushing down the hall towards them. Inu-Yasha's voice was raised far beyond the others and she could here him shouting something about 'Watch out Kag'. Seconds later her door was thrown open and standing in front of it were the owners of the three voices. One belonged to a horror stricken faced Inu-Yasha, One belonged to a panting Miroku, and the third a handsom man she did not know. He was of medium high, slightly shorter then Inu-Yasha, an he had shoulder length black hair that was tied back. His deep green eyes held a fiercness to them that Kagome had only seen once in Kikyo, and his khaki buisness suit was all messed up.
" Hello Kagome dear, It's so good to finally meet you!" the man said. He started his way into the room, but was held back when Inu-Yasha grabbed him by the back of the neck.
" You lay one goddamn finger on her bastard, and I'll pound your fuckin' face into the floor." Inu-Yasha demanded.
"You have no controll over what I can and cannot do to my f-" the man started. He never got to finish though because Inu-Yasha's fist made contact with his nose.
" Oh! Inu-Yasha don't," Sango shrieked as she jumped off the bed to help the man. " He's right Inu, He's Kagome's fiance… you have no control over his actions!"
So, that was who the man was… Her fiance Koga.
A/N in two days we completed three chapters! Seriously we are on a roll! As usual we hope you liked this chapter and really want you guys to come back for the next chapter! Also, for those Sesshoumaru fans out there please do not flame us for making Sesshounaru look gay. In this story he is totally straight, he's just looking for something to do for the 5000 years he'll be alive and no matter what era cloths will always be worn… even cave men wore clothing. So, he has something he can be good at for all those long boring years. Also, we will indeed be making Sesshoumaru a MAJOR part of this story within the next few chapters. Infact Sesshoumaru's life will be some of the major ploting in this story and he will even have chapters devoted to just him! Hope that makes you happy!
Bara: Wow… I really like where this story is going
Umi: Yes… is it going good?
Bara: Well we won't know unless we get reviews
Umi: stares at readers evily Please reviewBara: I don't think that's the way to get them to respond
Umi: ok… puppy dog pouts at readers Pweasy wiwl you weview?
Bara: Maybe that was over the top
Umi: Dammit Bara make up you mind! Why don't you tell them to review then?
Bara: Ok… Please will you review for this story we'd love to hear your comments just not over the top flames!
Umi: stares in aww Your So Good! WAH! J/k
Chapter 4 Coming Soon…
Rule 4: Don't Toy With Men's Hearts… Could I Be In Love?