"You look so pretty Ami!" Momoko exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

It was the following day, the day of the Election Ball, and Kaiji's sisters had spent most of the afternoon giving Ami a makeover. They'd woken her up that morning, saying that they wanted to get a head start on getting her ready, even though the even wasn't until later that night. Ami had sleepily agreed and had gone along with the sister's demands. Being an only child, Ami secretly loved having his sister's fuss over her so, doing her hair, her makeup, things that sisters did for one another.

They spun her around her in chair to face the mirror, and Ami's eyes widened. She leaned in towards the mirror, unsure of whether the image in front of her was really herself. She looked completely different. Her hair was curled and pinned into a half up-do, and the curls tumbled down past her shoulders. They'd painted her lips a light red shade that Ami thought looked really pretty against her lighter hair color. She felt like a movie star as she looked at her reflection.

Sakurako squealed. "I think she likes it! She's going to be the belle of the ball!"

"Now for the dress!" Nadeshiko said, pulling a long red dress from the closet and handed it over to Ami. Ami looked down at the long, flowy dress in her arms. It was so pretty that Ami couldn't help but tear up.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" Nadeshiko asked, her voice sounding concerned.

Ami shook her head. "No, I love it!"

Sakurako tilted her head at Ami. "Then what's wrong dear?"

Ami smiled. "It's nothing, sorry! You guys are just being so nice to me." The three sisters exchanged glances with one another and smiled.

"It's what sisters do. Now don't tear up! You'll ruin all that makeup on!" Momoko scolded.

"Go put that dress on!" Sakurako said, standing Ami up and pushing her towards the bathroom.

Ami closed the door behind her and tossed the robe she'd been wearing into the hamper. She looked up at the window, seeing that it was starting to get dark outside. Time certainly had flown with those three. Ami checked her phone quickly, seeing that it would be time soon for her and Kaiji to leave. Taking the dress off its hanger, she looked at it for a brief moment. She had no idea where the sister's had gotten the dress, or for what they had worn it to, but she didn't care.

She stepped into the dress and pulled it up. It really was a gorgeous dress. The dark red material flowed down to the ground, embellished around the middle with intricate stones. She just hoped she did the dress justice. It was a strapless dress, and Ami pulled the sweetheart neckline up, adjusting herself as she finally finished pulling the dress on. It was a perfect fit, and Ami hoped that it looked alright. Taking in a deep breath, she opened the door, stepping back out into the other room.

The three sisters, who had been chatting elatedly with one another, turned to look at her and ceased their conversation. Their mouths gaped open, smiles licking the corner of their lips as Ami stepped forward into the room. Under their glares, Ami suddenly felt embarrassed, and gazed down at the ground.

"I hope I don't look too bad in it." She whispered shyly.

"Are you kidding?! You look fantastic!" Momoko shrieked, pulling Ami towards the mirror. The dress certainly was spectacular, and Ami had to admit that she did look pretty good in it. She barely recognized herself as she stared at her reflection.

"You look like a movie star!" Nadeshiko exclaimed, coming forward and wrapping a necklace around her neck. It too was beautiful, and seemed to compliment the dress perfectly. At the same time, Momoko came forward, holding a pair of small, strapless heels out to Ami. Ami smiled, taking them graciously from her, and putting them quickly on her feet.

Ami turned to the sisters. "Thank you so much for this. I can't even begin to tell you what it means to me."

Sakurako patted her on the back gently. "We loved helping! Good luck at the party tonight!"

A knock came from the door, and Kaiji's voice came from the other side. "Ami? Are you ready yet? It's time for us to leave."

"She's ready now, you can come in Kaiji!" Nadeshiko called out to her brother.

Kaiji slowly opened the door and stepped inside. His eyes widened and he stopped in his tracks when his eyes met Ami's, and Ami felt her cheeks burn as he stared at her. He himself was wearing a rather impressive looking tuxedo, and Ami couldn't help but to think how handsome he looked. Kaiji continued to stare at her, seeming to be unable to form words as Momoko went over to him. She snapped her fingers in front of his face, and he shook his head, as if to awaken himself from some sort of daze.

"Let's… let's go." He said curtly, clearing his throat as he opened the door for her. Ami thanked his sisters again and stepped past him. She grabbed her hand bag and they headed towards the car outside.

The car ride over was awkwardly silent, with Kaiji's gaze placed firmly on the traffic in front of him. Ami couldn't help but to glance over at him. He looked so mature wearing a tux that she couldn't help but giggle, but he didn't seem to notice. When they finally arrived, they pulled to the front of the building, which looked like a large banquet hall. Kaiji got out of the driver's side and tossed his keys to the parking attendant, and ran around to the other side, and opened Ami's door for her. She smiled warmly at him as he helped her out of the car, and the two began making their way towards the entrance.

"It's supposed to be pretty crowded here tonight, so just stay close to me. Alright? The other guys aren't going to be here tonight, just me. They didn't want it to be too suspicious looking for there to be so many people guarding you at such an event." Kaiji said as he adjusted his jacket. Ami nodded her head in understanding.

"I hope I look alright for tonight. I hope I wore the right kind of dress." Ami fused quietly as she walked next to Kaiji, feeling quite self conscious as she began seeing some of the other women in their elegant gowns.

Kaiji suddenly grabbed her arm, and Ami turned to look at him. "What's the matter?"

He smiled. "Don't worry, you look beautiful." Ami felt her cheeks flame as she smiled at him shyly. He held out an arm to her, and she linked her arm with his, walking into the ball.