Training the Naka way. (Open)

She rolled her eyes "your point, isn't that were shopping usually takes place?" she muttered sarcastically and sat down again, resting her head on the polished, wooden table. "your just lucky I went easy on you" Yukiko banged her head down lightly on the table, and didn't look up as she heard Naka approach, she didn't want to even look at the thing she had to wear until the last minute. At that moment Kurama's words sunk in "I am not wearing THAT down to go shopping" she protested even though she hadn't seen it yet she knew it would be bad.

"Ohhh yes you will. Naka, are you done yet?"
"Yes!"
Naka grinned and put away her mini, portable sewing kit. She pushed the mobile mannequin with the dress over to Yukiko. It was, in a way, a poofy French maid costume. The black part was hot pink, and the white, light pink. There were heart pattenrns all over it. The skirt stopped at the knees and the top somewhat under the collarbone, and there was a big pink bow on the back. The sleeves were short and puffy, as was the light pink skirt. The accessories that came were pink cat ears, a pink cat tail with white bow, cuffs and pink shoes. Naka didn't know what to do with the shoes with Kurama, but they would look great on Yukiko!

She looked up and her jaw dropped as she saw it, Yukiko backed up with her hands outstretched "you have got to be kidding me, it's so, is so... GIRLY" she uttered the last word in recoil, sure she wore a dress, but hers was black and white, not pink, and with hearts. But nonetheless she didn't want to hurt Naka's feelings, she was supposed to be her friend now, right. She ushered Kurama out of the room, she would most likely need Naka's help to get it on in the first place, she cocked the dress confused about how it went on "um a little help Naka" she gave an embarrassed smile and sighed flopping her hands down in front "it looks impossible to put on"

"That's because it's designed so you can't take it off easily," Naka explained. Futhermore, the costume was a bit special. Not only was it flameproof, it withstood extreme temperatures and chemicals, and was very strong. They could hear Kurama's fading laughter as he went down the stairs to get something stiff to drink. Naka smiled and started to do the corset-like back of the dress, and held it out open so that Yukiko could get in and let her lace her up.

Yukiko stripped out of her own clothes until she was standing in a black lace bra and black panties, she had never been taught shame and even though she shooed Kurama away that was only fox he was annoying, Yukiko had only been taught what she needed to survive. She stepped forward into the dress type thing and tries to drown out Kurama's laughter as she sucked in a breath "go for it Naka" she muttered, what was this thing, it looked like some sort of prison for women.

"Yay!" Naka went behind Yukiko and started to pull the strings, getting the bodice to fit her nicely. With the meastrments she took and the adjustments she made, it fit her perfectly! Naka smiled at her work and then tied up the big pink bow. "Put on the ears, I'll go get the pantyhose that comes with the costume," she said, and went to go look in her lingerie section.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and quickly put on the furry ears, smoothing out her hair she collapsed back on a chair, the dress was surprisingly snug and was comfortable to wear, but by the amount of frills on it, she did not want to look in a mirror. Until Naka returned she ran her nails through her hair, brushing it as best she could.

"Okay, I'm gonna put these on you now. Scuse me!" Naka kneeled in front of Yukiko and started to slide the silky material over her leg. When it got to the top, Naka attached it to a garter on her thigh, then did the same with the other. Now with the white hose and shoes on, the costume was complete! Naka cooed and flitted around with big, happy anime eyes and Kurama took that opportune moment to come in. When he saw the costume, he stifled a laugh. "It looks..purr-fect on you."

Yukikos eyes showed death "one more word and youll be coughing up furballs for a week" she threatened and stood up, smoothing the crinkles from the dress, she couldn't believe she was wearing this thing, she looked up at Kurama darkly, she wasn't in a good mood after losing a bet, she stomped up to Kurama until she was face to face with him, well she had to stand on her tippy toes seeing as he was taller "any orders master?" she hissed the words at him then remembered Naka, she sighed and bottled up her fury, she would get payback later, Yukiko turned to Naka and grinned "how do I look Naka?"

"You look so cute and moe! I'm happy the dress fits!" Naka giggled and ran over to her. She gave Yukiko a great, big hug, almost disappearing into the mountainous folds of the skirt. Naka pulled back and grinned up at Yukiko - she was happy she had a new friend, even though she didn't know how Kurama got her. She was just happy. "The dress smells like you, you know...strawberry," he chuckled. "It's settled. For the whole week, I'm calling you strawberry."
Naka's eyes shone once again at that. "Ooooh like Ichigo from Tokyo Mew Mew!" she chirped up.

"Ah smart girl, I see you read" Yukiko winked and ruffled Naka's hair, she would be easy to get along with. "so my name is strawberry huh Kurama" she took the opportunity to hug him and whispered in his ear so Naka couldnt hear "be carful what you do during this week, coz afterwards I'm gonna make you pay" she released him and gave a happy smile "what now you guys?" she enquired and sat cross legged on the floor, the ruffles of the dress flowing around her "should I do something with my hair?" Yukiko smirked and acted like she was enjoying this, partially to make Naka happy and partially to annoy Kuramaa.

Naka gasped, but the nodded happily, her brown locks bouncing with each movement, like they too agreed. "Pigtails!" she announced, and ran out the room to borrow a curler and hair...stuff from someone who actually had curly hair. When she was gone, Kurama dropped his smirk and looked at Yukiko with narrowed eyes. "Why you little bluffer... I know you're not enjoying this, you know."

Yukiko purred playfully and walked over on all fours and rubbed her side on his leg "who says I'm bluffing, this is fun" her eyes glistened with cheekiness and she sat on her hind legs and licked her hand "ill be a good kitty" she meowe'd and willed chakara to the fake tail and ears to make them move on there own, if she directed the chakara right she could make them move how she wanted, she manipulated the chakara and made the tail curl around her then looked up at Kurama to see his irritated expression.

Kurama frowned. At first he was just mad that she wasn't suffering from going up against him... But as he watched her pretend to be happy, he knew the game was still on. He won a battle, but the war still raged. "Good kitty." He sat down cross-legged and started to stroke her hair. "Good like kitty, you like being my pet, don't you? Wearing pink dresses and big bows and girly shoes and going out in public like this."

Yukiko wasn't going to let him win this time, and even though this was humiliating she sucked it up, she rubbed her cheek on his arm and made the cat ears twitch "does kitty get some cream and fish?" she looked up at him with wide hopeful eyes, she was going to play it till the end, no matter how much it degraded her. Yukiko sat up and pawed her way over to a couch in the room, then wagged her but in the air, making her tail swish, before pouncing onto the chair, she layed down, curled up and made her tail wrap around her. She had easily figured out the chakara manipulation and force she needed and now the cat tail and ears seemed lifelike, she smiled and for the first time openly showed her small, pointy teeth, they suited her costume of the kitty cat and seemed almost cute with the costume, she willed chakara into her fingernails and made them longer and sharper, so she completed the illusion of a kitty cat.
Yukiko gave an innocent look at Kurama as if to say, your move.

"Of course... Strawberry. I'll make sure to get you some really nice cream at dinner time. Now where did Naka keep... Ahah." Kurama opened up Naka's toybox and retrieved a long, bendy stick with a piece of fluff at one end. It was a cat toy. He sat in front of the couch, cross-legged, and started to move the toy left and right on the floor between them. "Here, kitty kitty, kitty," he said, smirking. "Come and play with the toy, little kitty."

Oh he was good, but she would just have to beat him at his own game. Yukiko made her eyes glaze over and foucused woody on the piece of fluff, she sat up and moved her head in time with the stick. At the right time she leaned down and pounced for the fluff with her claws extended but 'accedntly' missed the fluff and her claws dug into his her as she bowled him over onto his back, her claws made puncture marks in his chest and as she retracted them a small trickle of blood came out and she smirked and sat up on his chest and looked down at him with a fake hurt look "aww did I hurt master"

"It's okay, master was made of tougher things," he chuckled. A mere puncture was nothing to losing his pride to a shortie in a pink dress. Naka came in with the things she needed and grinned, seeing her two friends play with each other. "Can Naka play with you too?" Naka asked them, going over to Yukiko and glomping her, rubbing her cheek against the soft, strawberry-scented dress. "Playing with friends is nice, don't you think so?"

"I agree Naka, playing with friends is nice" she purred and retracted her claws so she wouldn't hurt Naka, Yukiko huggled her and looked at the various torture devices she brought in, she hadn't seen any of the things before except for the hair brush, she sat down obediently and took off the cat ears so she could shape her hair however, she just hoped they didn't think of dying it from it's natural Ivory black Colour.

"I'll give you pigtails! The real Ichigo has pink hair, but I like your hair." Naka smiled and hummed as she combed through Yukiko's silky locks. It wasn't that she was obsessed with it, but she just...liked nice hair. Naka brushed the hair into a neat wave down the back, then parted it into two and plugged in her curler. "Uh...um... How do I do this, Kurama?" she asked, a bit confused herself.
"You just...uh... I'm not sure..."

Yukiko looked at the curler and reached out a hand to touch it, she had never seen such a contraption and it fascinated her, as soon as she touched the burning metal she jerked her hand back and cradled it to her bosom "that thing it hot!" she exclaimed and blew on her hand in a failed attempt to stop the burning pain, Yukiko didn't like pain.

"It's electric, duh." Kurama took Yukiko's burnt hand in his and blew on it gently to soothe it. Then he channeled medical chakra into it so that it didn't hurt anymore. Naka was panicking and flitting around the room, unsure of what to do. She had never used a curler before, as she used wigs when she cosplayed.

At that moment, another brunette entered the room. She was taller than Naka, but slightly shorter than Yukiko, and too looked 15. However, she was wearing a skimpy negligee and had obvious bedhead. The woman blinked and looked around. "Ara ara...what's with all the screaming?" she asked worriedly, as she came in and calmed down Naka.
"She doesn't know how to use a curler," Kurama said.
"Oh! Well, I can do that for you," she said happily. "Who am I doing? Kurama?"

Yukiko smirked, now that would be a sight "Arigato Kurama kun but Im a medic nin too" she explained and quickly healed the wounds on her hand. Yukiko stood and quickly bowed to the girl that had entered the room "hello" she said politely and looked at the curler then back to the girl "um Naka wanted to pigtail my hair but couldn't use the curler" she smiled warmly down at Naka and ruffled her hair.

Naka sniffed sadly and hugged Yukiko. She had been looking forward to some big girl bonding time. Seeing Naka's depressed expression, the woman softened and cleared her throat to direct their attention. "Naka-chan, will you help me curl Yukiko's hair? I'm not that good with pigtails anyway." Naka cheered up at that and nodded vigorously. They sat Yukiko at the big wall mirror and then the woman started to curl her hair as Naka watched. Kurama just smirked, shook his head and took a seat on the hammock bed.

Yukiko really didn't want to see what they would do to her hair and so closed her eyes tightly, she had never had so much attention put on her and the next thing she knew they would be putting makeup on her, no way, there wasn't a chance she was letting them put mascara on her. "nearly done?" she asked enjoying the warmth her hair gave off after it had been curled, it was pleasant having someone play with your hair, in a way it was relaxing and she didn't mind it.