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Disclaimer - I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters, that is the property of Sir Yoshihiro Togashi

Tora, Jiro, and Shaga are all my characters. They are all my creations, no stealing!

"I'll be back in a few minutes. There's a bathrobe for when you're done. You can borrow something of mine until we can get you some clothes of your own." Shaga told Tora. They were standing in front of another doorway, and once again Shaga was leaving her there. Hopefully there wouldn't be a fox behind this door though. With a small wave the crimson-eyed demon turned away. Tora turned toward the doorway, looking at it incredulously. She honestly didn't want to go anywhere without Shaga. Especially since Youko had the word to kill her spread around this morning. Hopefully that was cleared up by now.

Taking a deep breath she pushed the door open, she immediately felt a wave of heat rush out to greet her. Glancing around what she now knew as a bathhouse she was amazed at how large it was. Closing the door she walked to the side of the water, running her hand across its warm surface. This would be a pleasant change from the chilly waters of the lakes she always used. Slowly she slipped out of her kimono and sat on the wooden stool. It felt funny to sit naked on a stool but she knew the system. Grabbing the bucket by the water she filled it up before pouring it down over herself. Now rinsed of the outer layer of grime Tora slipped into the warm waters. It seemed to calm her down. Despite her act she'd been terrified in this fortress, even after she'd joined Youko's team. When Jiro heard of her betrayal all hell could break loose. That was something she was going to need to fix soon. Maybe, just maybe, since she was working for him Youko would help her out. Slipping under the waters surface, she let it soak her hair and ears.

Time seemed to fly by as she sat in the warm, comforting water. It hadn't even seemed like two minutes had passed when a faint knock washed through the room.

"Just a minute!"

Tora pulled herself regrettably from the water. Grabbing a towel she wrapped it tightly around her soaking form. Shaking her head she let the water fly from her ears and hair. Once her body was dry she dropped the towel and threw on her under garments and the bathrobe. It was so thin that she wasn't even sure if she could call it material. Opening the door she was met by yet another wave of air, this time though it was freezing. Shivering she followed Shaga down the hallway. It seemed she was spending most of her day following her around. Well if she was going to follow her, she was going to make the most of her time.

"Shaga, what type of demon are you?"

Crimson orbs rolled around to lock with teal ones at the question. Even from here Tora could see the pain and conflict rolling in her normally gorgeous eyes. What was so bad about her people?

"I'm a Fire Apparition. What about you? Your not like any other cat demon I've ever encountered."

"I'm a tiger panther mix."

Tora had spent her entire life looking for alternative words to use instead of half-breed. It sounded so rude, that and every context she'd ever heard it in was sneered. Shaga seemed to slip off into her own train of thought, leaving her alone for now. She once again became painfully aware of just how thin the robe was, however, when a group of thieves walked by. Their wandering eyes caused a low growl to slip from her throat. It must have gone unnoticed since they began laughing at her pink face. Shaga took a sharp turn making Tora almost trip over her own feet to keep up. The door wasn't as large as the one to Youko's office, but it was decorated the exact same. Walking in she was immediately surprised by the bright orange walls. She'd expected the room to be as dark as the hallway. A tall bed was pushed against the wall closest to the door, and was covered in a silky white comforter. The room was elegant only holding a couple of other pieces of furniture. Shaga left her standing there, probably to go to the closet for clothes.

A cold shiver raced down Tora's spine, this thin little robe wasn't the warmest thing. She was currently wishing she could run and jump back into the warm water. Shaga came back from the closet holding a dress similar to her own, except in a different color. It was a deep purple with black trim; Tora found herself liking this one more than the one Shaga was wearing. A smile spread across the Fire Apparitions lips when she saw the way she was looking at the dress. She was glad she liked it, it seemed like it would fit her well. Putting the dress on the bed she walked over ripping the bathing robe from Tora's body.

"What do you think your doing?!" She shrieked out, her face turning a bright red. True she had undergarments on but that didn't mean she wanted to be standing half-naked in front of someone who was practically a stranger.

"Stop making such a fuss! You're going to need help putting it on."

She hadn't been kidding either. It took them almost fifteen minutes to get the dress properly situated on her body. Seeing as Shaga was so much taller than her the dress didn't stop at her mid-calf, instead it went to the ankle. It ended up coming down in a lower v as well but that wasn't too bad. Tora sat down letting the other female do as she wished with her hair.

"Shaga, are you one of the main thieves?"

"Oh heavens no! I'm not a thief at all!" She said laughing lightly before starting on her hair once again. She began humming softly, giving Tora the impression of not wanting to talk about it. Understanding how the felt she didn't bring the subject up again. Instead she listened to her soft voice behind her. The pulling of her hair hurt from time to time, but not enough for her to stand up and leave. As she sat there Tora tried to understand why exactly Youko wanted her on his team. Other than to get back at Jiro there didn't really seem to be any real reason. Sure she was a good thief but in the presence of a legend like Youko she was a mere ant.

"All done! Take a look."

Shaga stepped away from her, pointing towards a bathroom. Hesitantly she stepped into the room. Looking at herself in the full-length mirror she barley recognized herself. The dark purple silk clung tightly to her frame, accenting all of her curves. It had a slit that came up to her knee leaving a bit of her pale skin visible. The trim around the neck, sleeves, and bottom of the dress had a checkered pattern of silver and black; the sash around her waist was made of the same fabric. Shaga had pulled the top layer of her hair back into a small bun, leaving the rest to hang free. A blonde and black strand of hair lay free, framing her face.

"You look lovely."

"Thank you." Tora said softly. Turning towards the door she ran out launching herself at the taller girl. She'd never felt so beautiful in her entire life. Yet Shaga had made her gorgeous in less than an hour. She didn't let go until the fire apparition had hugged her back. It didn't last long before she snatched herself back, a look a realization engraved on her face.

"We're late! We're supposed to be eating lunch with Youko and Kurone."

Shaga tossed her a pair of traditional Chinese Shoes before slipping a pair on herself. Tora glared at the black shoes before putting them on. She didn't like them they reminded her of Youko. The moment they entered the hallway Shaga was running. Tora lifted the bottom of her dress up following after her.

"Youko said he didn't care what we did!" The cat growled angrily before turning a corner.

"I ran into him again while you were bathing. He said we should all eat lunch together."

Somewhere in the back of her head Tora knew he hadn't said it so nicely. Probably more like ordered them to eat with him. Damn fox. She hadn't thought she'd have to sit through being called kitten again so soon. She hadn't realized Shaga had stopped running until she ran into her back. Stumbling backwards she ran into something else. This felt like a body as well. Tora could only pray it wasn't another of those nasty thieves she'd growled at earlier. Looking up she was surprised when she saw the violet eyes looking down on her. Well at least he isn't nasty.

"I thought cats were graceful." The mocking in his voice made her want to groan. Stereotypes, she hated them. Not everyone fit into his or her stereotype right? It felt as if they stood there for an eternity. Probably because he wouldn't break his stare. Those piercing eyes bore into hers. From out of the corner of her eye she could see something red twirling. It looked like some sort of stone, she would have looked at it better but somehow she thought looking away might be a bad idea.

"Kurone stop your making her uncomfortable."

"Che, fine."

Tora's head bounced up in surprise. He'd actually listened to Shaga! Hadn't she told her in the room she wasn't a thief? Shaking her head she'd almost decided to ask her later, however she took an opportunity when she saw one. Kurone went through the door in front of them before the two had a chance, Tora grabbed Shaga by her arm pulling her away from the door a bit.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Get him to listen to you! It was like he didn't even give it a second thought!" Shaga seemed to think about her answer for a moment. She even scratched her head, had she never thought about it? Confusion swept across her face, but was soon replaced with a serene smile.

"He's just always had a soft spot for me I suppose."

Grabbing Tora by the wrist Shaga dragged her back towards the door. A small wink over the shoulder was the last thing she saw before the door was pulled open. Once again the room wasn't what she'd expected. It was a relatively small room with a table in the center. Youko sat on one side with Kurone opposite of him. They were sitting on pillows on the ground.

"This is a private dining area. We won't always eat here." Shaga whispered in a rushed tone.

Tora nodded her head grateful for the bit of information. That would probably be the last time she was grateful that night however. She'd just realized she was going to have to sit next to Youko. That wasn't exactly a bad thing but it wasn't exactly good either. He was handsome, one of his more obvious traits, but he was a pervert. Tora didn't mind perverted minds unless the subject up for discussion involved her, and by the look he was currently giving her she was certain she'd be part of it.

She couldn't tell if she was actually walking slowly or if time just seemed to slow down, but it felt like the walk to the table took ages. She stopped at the edge of the table just as Shaga had and waited to be given permission to sit. Her insecurities were getting the better of her, especially when his eyes raked over her form again. Another round of color rose to her face, only to be increased by one statement.

"I hadn't realized how sexy you were kitten." And so began a long lunch.