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I look at myself in the mirror. A beautiful red kimono is wrapped around my body adorned with floral designs. It is breathtaking to behold... I am breathtaking. I lift my hand to touch the extravagant hairpin that matches the kimono, wondering why she would go to such lengths. Its unfair how well she treats me. Reaching to undo the kimono, I decide that I will only wear it for her--

The sound of a door closing catches my attention. This will be the first she has seen me wearing this, having left it for me as a present before leaving to run her usual errands. I turn to face her, holding back thankful tears and wearing the gentlest smile I could muster. She deserves nothing but praise.

A purple cat mobian enters the room, a red gem on her forehead above her topaz eyes, dressed far more casually than I with a purple sleeveless shirt that somewhat exposes black bra straps, white jeans, and red shoes. It is Blaze, the woman I live with... The woman I lov--

"Amy? Pffft, ha ha ha!"

Loathe. The woman I loathe.

"Shut up, you damn feline!"

...Okay, so I'm not exactly the most ladylike girl out there considering Blaze and I bicker all the time and I've only tried smashing her with my hammer once every other day, but only because she deserves it! This is the same woman who swats my butt every time I bend over, spars with me on a daily basis, and makes me share a bed with her despite how she sleeps nude and spoons in her sleep! And then she snores!

"But you? In a kimono? That's rich!"

My hammer appears in my hands as I clutch the handle. That's it, I'm smashing this pussy. I try to run at her, though the kimono is rather restrictive. I don't wear these kinds of clothes often, in fact the only dress I typically wear is short and flows openly... So I end up tripping over my own feet and falling forward. Damnit, I don't need her insulting me even more!

...Wait, I didn't hit the floor? I open my eyes, seeing that Blaze is holding me in her arms. I can feel her breath on my neck, and I can't stop my own blush. The grip on my hammer eases as Blaze hugs me tightly.

"You look good, Amy. No matter how much of a tomboy you become, never forget how pretty you are, okay? Inside and out."

Blaze's words flowed gently into my ear, seeming to caress my mind as they settled within me. She wasn't that bad, I suppose. She did have her charms to her at times, and sometimes she showed her more refined side. Despite her odd and sometimes perverted ways, she did treat me well at times. I guess deep down, I really do lov--

"Ah! Aaah!"

Loathe her.

I hear Blaze giggle as I squeak out in surprise. Both of her hands had reached my butt, pinching both cheeks before tightly squeezing them in her palms. She is choosing now to grope me? She chooses a heartwarming moment to indulge in this? This is why I can't stand her!

"Get off-a me, you... You...!"

"Aww, but I can't help it! I wasn't expecting you to dress up for me. How about a little geisha dance?"

"I didn't dress up for you! Besides, didn't you buy it for me?"

"What? Of course not! An old friend gave it to me, but I don't wear those things. I was gonna toss it in my closet and be done with it."

Blaze starts laughing as the realization settles in. My face glows a bright red as I pull myself from her arms and glare at her. I want to yell at her, I want to hit her. And I know she wants me to try. For as long as we've lived together, she has always been the stronger. But not for long. Soon I'm gonna beat her, and then I'll be the one dragging her unconscious body to bed and then she'll be the one waking up to me undressing her and--

Oh no. I'm starting to turn into her. As if she was reading my thought process, Blaze bursts into more laughter. She is practically in tears at this point. All I can do is storm into another room and lock the door. I lay out my red dress and proceed to remove the kimono... Slowly. It really is beautiful, and I don't want to harm such delicate and elegant clothes.

Back in my usual attire, and after taking the hairpin out, I march back out to face Blaze. Win or lose, I'm going to teach that feline a lesson in humility, or go down trying! I refuse to roll over and take her crap!

...And sometimes I wonder if she would have it no other way.