Kiira was having such strange dreams when she passed out. Images flashing before her mind. There was a set of people she didn't recognize. She heard their voices. They sounded like she should have remembered them. Like she knew them yet she couldn't place them. Who were they? They seemed to be shouting and crying. Screaming words she couldn't hear. She heard her name from a woman's voice. Then the images began to fade away as she started to stir. Shifting and winced in pain. She hadn't even felt him change her that was how dead to the world she had been. She slowly regained consciousness and the pain began to go away. She sat up and looked away. It was an emotional and mental pain. She shook her head. Who was she? Why did she remember languages she couldn't think of?<br/><br/>She pulled her knees up and hugged her legs. Then fully woke and swung her legs over the bed. Her gaze took in the room. They must've arrived at his mansion. Making a cute face as she didn't like this room. This bed was so soft. She had to work to get off it. It was then that she realized these weren't her clothes. Her eyes widened and she turned dark red from head to toe. Then returned to normal. Her eyes filled with anger. HOW DARE HE?! She left the room quickly. Going downstairs and followed the smelled food cooking. Storming into the kitchen she balled up her fist and punched him in the face. "How dare you change my clothes for me?! You pervert!!!" She yelled.<br/><br/>Wincing as the punch caused all the bones in her hand to break upon impact. She yelped in pain and stared in shock. Pain lanced across her face but began to fade as her bones crunched and began healing. There was a bit ofa bruise but the hand itself was soon fully healed. "What are you a cyborg?! That was like hitting a steel wall." She cried out. Kissing her hand. Glaring at him. "You had no right to take it upon yourself to change my clothes. I am capable of doing it myself." Her cheeks flushed as she looked away.