A copycat, is what the princess is, she would copy everything you did, it was the night for the ball and you were getting ready, Kokushibou, the prince had given you a black hand fan with purple lace at the bottom, he was a quiet prince yet his charm never failed to make you blush, once you were done getting ready you went to the ball room, the guards opening the huge doors, you stepped inside and there you see, the copycat Fuyuka standing next to Kokushibou with the same dress smirking.