Okay, so short chapter, like super short. I apologize. .; It also took forever for me to get this out…. Oops.

Cold water hit her in the back, and she let out a whimper, but the cold water to her face made her yelp. Why in the heck did the sprinklers go off? She wiped her eyes so they were free of water and looked to Kyoya, only he was no long there. Phoenix frowned and scanned the yard as the sprinklers continued to spray their ever so surprisingly cold water about the yard.

She finally found Kyoya.

On the path way.

"How long are you going to stand there? Come one I'll lend you some clothes."

Phoenix frowned and shivered, she was standing there like an idiot with a ball, she knew that. But how in the heck had he gotten out of getting yet? And why hadn't he warned her? Letting out a slightly irritated sigh she jogged to the path and followed Kyoya to the door of his rather large home. She wasn't very fazed after all her family wasn't poor in the least, she just liked to act like it.

"You can't bring the ball in, leave it there." He pointed to a step with his pen before walking up to the door and opening it. He then called for some maids to grab a few pairs of his sisters clothes. What is up with him? The small brunette thought to herself as she set the ball down and slowly walked into the place.

Before she even had time to react to anything she was being ushered off by two maids who were practically starting to strip her as they pushed her down the hall. "Excuse me, I can dress myself…. And there is a boy in the room.." she said in a hushed tone as she struggled against them. They just sighed and slowly gave up. It wasn't that Phoenix was truly worried about being in her bra and undies in front of a boy, if one thought about it, a woman's undergarments were very much like a bathing suit. So why worry? Surely a boy of sixteen and up has seen his share of bathing suits. Many have even seen under garments.

Phoenix was pushed into a bathroom with some clothes, she frowned and looked at herself in the mirror. "Things are so out of control…" she muttered before slowly undressing. Her clothes were wet so it was a bit hard to remove them from her body, and at one point she nearly slipped into the bathtub. It wasn't until she was in her underwear and bra that she actually took a look at the clothes.

She didn't like them. In fact she didn't approve of them at all.

But she had to have something to wear.