Me: Recently got my very special friend to watch Mai-HIME, hoping she doesn't find this story and recognize me O.o I haven't told her I write fanfiction, don't wanna see her response. Oh my lord. But... must update... FAH

Chapter 3

Keeping my hand steady, I pulled my mascara brush under and over my eye lashes, darkening them with beauty. I wanted to look especially beautiful tonight. Natsuki said we were going to Lost, and said she would see about getting me into a private room. I didn't care about that though. It had been a long week, way longer then I would have liked. Tonight I just wanted to look hot, have all eyes on me and dance the night away. I'd have my fun, too. Natsuki also said that Shizuru would be there with Kanzaki tonight. I was already giddy with excitement.

To find out that they were dating was perfect. That sleazy idiot had supposedly stopped fooling around when he started dating the school beauty, and it wasn't until recently that I learned that the beauty he was referring to was the girl I hated most in this world. I'm surprised he'd made it this far. He used to be so sleek by seducing any girl he wanted with his award winning smile and prince charming-like good looks. Oh he was such a player, slipping into any girl he wanted whenever he wanted.

I checked myself out in the mirror in front of me. Absurdly tight pants, standing heels and a loose fitting silvery top and clung to my sides and left my shoulders bare; I looked damn sexy. Natsuki was right about me having a plan. Seduce prince charming and break Cinderella's heart. Hopefully the Mutt manages to get our private room, and then I can have a nice little quiet place to fuck Kanzaki's brains out and leave him begging for more.

Was it childish to want to ruin Fujino this way? Yes, yes it was. But it was simple and would hurt her in a place that would last longer than any physical bruise would.

She had it coming now more than ever. On Wednesday, after Fujino had all but forced Natsuki to talk with her at lunch, Chie had asked me why the school president was asking around about Natsuki. Apparently the Kyoto girl had been asking all the biggest gossips in school what they knew about my best friend. Chie said so far all she'd learned was that it was rumored that we were dating, and also that Natsuki was quite the lady charmer. I wonder what she'd learned over the past few days since then. Probably nothing more than a few lies and select girls from the Mutt's past flings, of which there weren't that many.

"Spider, hurry your fat ass up!" Natsuki yelled from outside my room.

I rolled my eyes. Giving myself another once over in the mirror, I smirked and smacked my own ass. Kanzaki falls tonight. I found Natsuki lying on the couch in our living room, playing tetris on her phone. She was just wearing sneakers, jeans and semi-nice jacket over a plain shirt. I frowned and walked around the couch, climbing on top of it and straddling her. She lifted her phone for a moment and looked at me with bored eyes, then dropped her phone and immediately sat up, her hands landing on my hips, "Happy Birthday to me." she said, her smirk shining bright.

Smirking back, I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her until she was laying down again. Her eyes raked over my neck and my chest, making me feel much more exposed then I was. She saw right through me, I knew it. My clothes screamed my intentions. My smirk widened as I gazed down at her, "Sorry to disappoint, but not tonight, Mutt. I'm dolled up for someone else." I whispered, rocking my hips against hers once.

Her smirk widened for a moment, then faltered and fell when my words registered in her mind. Now she was pouting adorably, "You are such a tease." she muttered, letting me go and grabbing her phone again. "Super hot red head suddenly grinds against me but hey, guess what, she's looking for someone else." she complained, already fully engrossed in her game.

I continued to smirk down at her, "It's all for Kanzaki."

I saw her eye brows raise momentarily before she lowered her phone. Her face looked annoyed, "...he doesn't deserve anything that you have to offer." she said, trying to sound serious.

Smiling down at her, I tried to ignore the tinge of hate that her voice held, "It's only so that crushing Fujino will be made easier. I know you're just as bothered by her snooping in your life as I am. When she snoops into you she snoops into me, too." I said, standing and grabbing her hand, pulling her off the couch and onto her feet. I stood inches in front of her, grabbing her hand and leading it to my ass, letting her slip her phone into my own back pocket. She was looking at me warily, but I smiled up at her, "So let's go drink, dance a little, have some fun. Maybe you can even hook up with that track girl from school that's been checking you out every day after school."

Natsuki laughed at me and wrapped her arms around my waist, "You always know the girls that are interested in me before I do." she said, smiling down at me knowingly.

She knew what I was thinking before I even said it, "You watch my back, and I watch yours." I said, repeating the words and the promise that had bonded us since we were children. "If only your back wasn't also being watched by every other chick with a girl boner for those Kuga lady charms I hear so much about." I said with my smirk returning to my face.

She rolled her eyes and pinched my ass, making me squeal and try to punch her gut, but my fist was met by solid rock. She pulled me closer to her and kissed me, like I knew she wanted to. I tried to kiss her back only to be pushed away a moment later. Opening the door, she flashed her phone in my face in a gloating kind of manner and pointed to the door, "Come on, Spider. Let's get out of here before all your clothes end up on the ground." she said, giving me her stupid lopsided grin.

I laughed and took her invitation, leaving our apartment with a little extra sway in my hips only to have my ass abused further when she smacked it. We decided to take my car instead of her Ducati. Last time we took it to Lost we came back to see some idiot punk trying to steal it. He'd left that night in an ambulance with cuffs on his hands after Natsuki beat the living shit out of him. Really, I'm pretty sure he soiled himself after the beating she gave him.

Plus, my car had a security system that alerted Natsuki's phone if something was happening. Not that we needed it. My car was also protected by the yakuza.

Natsuki drove us this time, saying she needed something to keep her hands busy otherwise we'd never make it to Lost. All her compliments and suggestive comments only make me sit straighter and smile longer. I knew I looked good and her constant attention was only making my ego grow fatter than an American at the state fair.

The drive passed by much faster than I would have liked. In no time, we were walking by the line of people waiting to get into the night club. The entrance was on the side of a brick building. A large man guarding the entrance took his eyes off us walking into building only long enough to open the door for us. As he reached for the door, his sleeve slipped up and we saw the ink that decorated the little bit of skin that showed. Looking at his collar, I saw more ink creeping up from his collar line. Natsuki's hand immediately took mine. This wasn't a good night to come to Lost.

As we walked into the club, Natsuki led me passed the groups standing by the door and all the familiar faces and took me to the end of the bar. I took my seat as she stood protectively over me. I know what she was looking for. She was looking for any more guys wearing all black and sunglasses, with tattoos around their collars and on the visible skin on their wrists, wondering if that ink would cover the rest of their torsos as well. "You don't have to worry so much." I muttered.

I didn't think my words would be heard over the music but she narrowed her eyes as she combed the crowd, "I should have brought my gun." That was her response. A sense of dread filled me then. There was no way that they could have known that we were coming tonight. That's what I wanted to tell her, but I don't think that she would listen to me at this point. Damnit, I didn't want this. I didn't want her sulking the night away thinking that the Tiger was out to get her. I wanted this night to be fun for us.

A bartender placed a drink nearby, and I grabbed it before anyone else could notice its existence. Reaching up, I cupped one side of Natsuki's face and made her look at me. Her eyes were dark now, full of anger. She hated the Tora; hated them with every drop of blood in her body. But I didn't want her to feel hateful tonight. Any night but tonight. I held the drink up and pressed the small red straw to her lips, "Drink." I commanded. She blinked at me. I didn't have to read minds to know what she was thinking. 'Are you serious?' "Drink."

She took the small straw between her lips and took a small sip. I frowned, "Drink!" I said loudly, narrowing my eyes at her. She sighed and drank. She continued to sip the alcohol through the narrow red straw until only ice clung to the bottom of the cup. When she was finished I put the cup back onto the counter and smiled up at her, though she didn't look pleased, "Nao, I know that you want to have fun tonight but I'd rather be on high alert." she said, leaning down and talking into my ear.

Rolling my eyes, I stood from my stool but kept my closeness to her, "Right now, you are going to come with me," I paused to snatch a shot of whatever alcohol off the bar and down it, "and we are going to dance. And you are going to have fun. And then I'm going to do what I came here to do and you are going to keep dancing with whatever girl takes my place after I leave." I said, smacking the shot glass back down onto the bar and grabbing her by a belt loop on her pants. I led her through the crowds around the bar and onto the dance floor. As soon as I felt she couldn't escape me, I spun and wrapped my arms around her neck, locking my body against hers.

She reacted by instinct, putting her hands on my hips and holding me tightly against her. I smirked up at her and moved my hips against hers to the beat of the music; hers rocked back in return. I figured by now the alcohol was beginning to cloud her mind, because her shoulders relaxed and her dancing came to her easier. I don't really know if you could call it dancing, though. The music in Lost wasn't something with lyrics that you remembered, it was beats and tunes, mixed together in a fast pace meant to get you thirsty so that you'd buy more drinks and get drunker and dance more and get thirstier so that you'd buy more drinks. But now the song changed to drums, slow and steady, all the while picking up tempo and keeping the dance floor moving with the intensity that came with a drum line. I felt my body shiver in excitement.

My thoughts cleared as I felt my own drink from before cloud my mind. I held onto Natsuki tighter and rocked my hips against her own harder. Her breath on my neck sped up in tempo as we moved faster in sync. I glanced at her eyes and saw them watching my movements. She was still checking me out... I smirked slightly and hid my face in her neck, tightening my hold on her once again.

Natsuki responded by gripping my hips tighter and pulling me roughly against her, all but forcing me to grind against her. I complied, rocking less to the music and more with her. One of my hands fell from her neck and traced the collar of her V-neck all the way down to her cleavage, the other rose and tangled itself in her hair. All the while my tongue snaked out and drew lazy circles against her neck.

I felt the rumble in her chest before I heard her. Her hips jerked this way and that, causing friction in my core and making me gasp against her neck. My breath against her neck was ragged. I gripped the front of her shirt and grinded back, biting my own lip at the heat that came off of her. The space around us from when she joined the dance floor was gone now. Couples and groups all danced together against the drum beat, adding to the energy around us, everyone seemingly as focused on their partner as we were with each other. It was intense. I gulped and pulled at Natsuki's shirt, trying to get her closer. I raised my head, licking the length of her neck and tasting the sweat that was forming there.

It only made me thirsty. God I could use another drink... "Natsuki." I tried to whisper it normally, but it came out more as a breathy moan. The drums pounded louder in the background. We both shivered. Her hands moved up, gripping my sides beside my breasts. Her thumbs stroked their sides, making me grind against her harder; I needed the friction.

I could feel myself getting wet with arousal. Hard rock guitar joined the drums in their insane beat and I shivered again. An Indian voice started chanting under the sounds of the instruments, only adding to their power. It made me want to moan. Maybe I did. I couldn't tell. All I knew was that Natsuki was staring at me with those intense glowing eyes, begging me to let her have me, and that if I didn't get a drink right now I'd drag her to the bathroom in that moment. "Stay." I said into her neck, removing myself from her grip and sliding off the dance floor and going back to the bar.

"Lemon drop." I said loudly to the nearest bartender. I was panting and sweating, and way too horny for my liking. Fuck that Mutt and her knowledge of exactly how to get me going. And fuck those drums!

"Well, well, well, look who it is." a male voice said from beside me. I looked over from my place at the bar and saw none other than Reito Kanzaki looking at me, showing off that award winning smile. Oh yea... my plan. That's convenient. Before I could say anything back, the bartender placed a beautifully fruity drink before me and I snatched it up, drinking thirstily until my throat burned at the amount of alcohol in it. My mind drew foggier within a few seconds. Reito raised his brows beside me, "Thirsty?" he asked, handing the bartender some money to pay for my drink.

I gulped the burning citrus down and nodded. It was so cool and calming... "Dancing." I said to him, pointing to the dance floor. We both looked out at it. I saw that Natsuki was now dancing with some blonde girl that looked vaguely familiar – probably from school – and turned back to Reito with a smile, "It seems my dancing partner is busy now. Thanks for the drink." I said, licking the straw into my mouth and drinking it with a smile. Very busy... Natsuki was pouring all her attention that she was giving me into that blonde. Horny Kuga… poor girl. I'm somewhat surprised they weren't already on their way to the bathroom.

"Anything for a pretty lady." he said, returning my smile. I pretended to look over the dancing crowd again and let him check me out. I was still standing, so his eyes raked over the shirt, the leggings, my ass, and legs; everything. Finally when his eyes returned to my face I looked back at him, never letting my smile leave my face. "You look a little flushed." He added.

I giggled and nodded, drinking more, "I think it may be the alcohol. Or maybe the grinding. I don't know, but either way, I'm hot." I said, removing a hand from my drink and fanning myself off. Wow, I sounded dumb. The boy beside me nodded in agreement and let his eyes flow over my body again, not caring if I knew that he did. I gave him a knowing smirk, "I heard you were dating Fujino now." I said.

Reito bit his lip and leaned his head back, "Yea yea... I got together with her before I got to finish my chase after you." he admitted. I knew it either way. He used to flirt with me all the time, trying to get into my pants. Today was his lucky day.

"Oh, is the chase over?" I asked innocently, leaning against the bar and finishing off the last of my drinking, feeling it swim freely throughout my veins. It felt glorious. "That's no fun." I finished, putting my drink on the bar and turning so that my body was facing him now.

Within a second, two more glasses were in front of us. This time, they were pink and tasted sweeter. Reito took his and threw the straw in the floor, preferring to take a few big gulps at a time. I still sipped mine lightly. Reito ran a hand threw his hair and grinned at me, "Well, Shizuru's with her friends right now. I'm left down here, all alone." he said, his dark topaz eyes dancing with mischief.

I shifted closer towards him, letting my shoulder touch his lightly, "Well... you're not alone now, are you?" I asked playfully, running a hand though my own hair and continuing to sip my drink, letting the red straw rest against my bottom lip when I was finished.

His attention gathered wholly on my lips, so, I licked them. He copied the action. I bit my lip slightly and took another drink from the straw. Reito shifted as well, turning his body to face me, "Did you know that they have an upstairs section?" he asked, his empty hand pointing directly above us.

I lifted my head and followed his finger up, even though I already knew what was up there. Above the square club was a second story, barely. The center of the second story was nonexistent and only small walkways were there, clinging to the walls. Even now, people were standing on there, couples making out or friends leaning over the metal railings with their drinks in their hands, watching everyone else at the bar and the dance floor. I shrugged and returned my gaze to Reito, "Yea, what of it?"

His grin widened as he pointed exactly where I knew he would, "Over the storage there are rooms. Private rooms. Some big, some small. All for important people." he said. I see, he wasn't just pointing out that there was a private place that we could go; he was trying to impress me.

Alright Kanzaki, I'll play along. I met his eyes with feigned amazement and excitement. I threw my straw onto the floor next to his and finished the rest of my drink in a single gulp, looking at him with a childish grin, "Do you think... I mean I'd love to see the inside of one. Can we...?"

His grin matched mine, showing his obvious excitement. He bowed slightly and held his hand out in front of me, which I happily accepted. He took hold of me and guided me from the bar to the side of the dance floor. Behind it was a small, steep, metal stair case that we climbed one by one. People were trying to come down at the same time and ended up having to go up again because it was only wide enough for one person at a time.

He led me all the way to the other side on the ledges of the second story to one of the smaller rooms. In front of the room was a man in a tight black shirt who happily accepted the money that Reito slipped him and unlocked the door for us. Inside was exactly what I thought it'd be. On one side was a small table and two chairs, and on the other was a love seat that took up an entire corner of the room. There were several pillows, but nothing extravagant. From behind me, Reito wrapped his arms around my waist, putting his chin on my shoulder, "Does this please you?" he asked me.

"Hmmm..." I hummed out. I could use another drink, but oh well, I guess I wasn't going to get one now. The boy's hands were wandering now, onto my thighs and my back, my ass and over my chest. I sighed and rolled my head back; Fujino was lucky. Kid knew what he was doing. "How long did you say Fujino would be busy with her friends?" I asked.

Reito chuckled and turned his head, kissing my neck and making me sigh again, "If we're lucky... all night." he muttered before licking the length of my neck, "But more than likely, only an hour." He finished, kissing me just below the ear.

I spun quickly and grinned at him, grabbing his hands from my body. I held them together and walked backwards towards the love seat, "Well I guess we better get started then." I said as sexily as I could. His grin widened as his pants tightened around his erection. I felt the back of my knees hit the love seat and fell back onto it, pulling Reito on top of me as well.

Walking down the staircase and by the dance floor, it only took me a few moments to find Natsuki. She was talking to that same blonde by the bar. She looked a little flushed, and a little worn out. They must have been dancing the whole time I was upstairs with Reito. I ran my hand through my hair before going up the bar, standing beside the two, "Natsuki, ready to go?" I asked quickly.

The two looked at me at once. The blonde quickly looked me over and then frowned. Natsuki looked me over as well, "Wow, you're glowing. I take the plan was a success?" she asked, sipping on the drink in front of her. Her face nearly matched the drink in their pink color.

I smirked back, "Oh yea. Had him right where I wanted him and then left him there."

"Who?" The blonde girl asked, raising her brows at me. She was curious but I could also see the small smile tugging at the edge of her mouth. She was happy I had been busy with someone other than Natsuki.

"Reito Kanzaki. We just had a little moment upstairs, if you know what I mean." I said, smirking widely and winking at her.

The blonde gasped and looked at me as if she'd seen a ghost, "Yuuki-san! He has a girlfriend!" she said.

I fake gasped and covered my mouth, "He does?!" I asked, trying my hardest to sound sincere. Over the blonde's shoulder I could see Natsuki biting back her laugh while giving me a thumbs up. I then dropped my hand and gaped at the girl, "He told me he was single! Who.. who is his girlfriend?" I asked dumbly.

"Shizuru Fujino." the girl said in a pitying voice.

Natsuki acted at once. She grabbed the girl shoulders and spun her so that she was no longer looking at me but instead was gazing into two bright emerald eyes, "Miyamoto." she said without an honorific. The blonde immediately blushed, "Please, promise me you won't tell Shizuru. I mean, promise me you won't tell her that it was Nao. You can tell anyone you want. Kanzaki-san is a bastard for lying to both Nao and to Fujino-san. Just don't tell her that it was Nao. Nao obviously had nothing to do with this." she said.

Miyamoto nodded determinedly, "I promise, Kuga-san. It was no fault of Yuuki-san's. But don't worry, Kanzaki will get what's coming to him." she said darkly.

Grinning, Natsuki leaned forward and kissed the girls cheek, which lit up an even brighter red, "Thank you, Miya-chan. I've got to leave now, but I'll see you at school, okay? And please, call me Natsuki?" she asked, letting go of the girl and returning to my side. The girl nodded eagerly and waved, saying her goodbyes, but we were already leaving the building by the time she finished.

"Sure got a way with the ladies, Mutt." I said, linking our arms together.

"And you got a way with the cheating boyfriends." she replied.

I shrugged, "Ah, what can I say. It's a gift." I said chuckling. Natsuki laughed with me and took out the car keys from her pocket. It wasn't until we were closer to the car did we see that there was someone by it. Well, not by it, they were leaning against it. As we got closer, a familiar tuft of orange hair hung out in the moon light, "Tate, get the hell off my car!" I yelled.

The boy looked up at us and removed his sunglasses. The broken streetlight in the parking lot above us which was usually out flickered on, but only for a moment, making both Natsuki and I freeze in our tracks. Tate's face was etched in shadows of anger and pain. In one hand he held a cigarette, in the other he held his gun crossed over his chest. Natsuki instantly stepped ahead and put her arm out in front of me, "Put that away, Yuuichi." she growled, glaring at him.

The boy got off the car and walked over to us, the cigarette hanging loosely from his lips and his gun swayed in the wind as he held it by his side. The light flickered again and his gun glinted in the light, looking much deadlier then before, "Natsuki... you need to come with me." he said, twitching his gun in his hand.

I grabbed Natsuki's arm and looked at her, shaking my head. Please don't go. Please Natsuki. Please. Please don't go. Don't go Natsuki! I wanted to scream the words at her but they wouldn't leave my mouth. I knew Tate was in the yakuza but this was the first time I'd seen him on business. With a gun, in that all black uniform. He looked so serious. So much different from when he was laughing with his friends in the lunch room. Natsuki wasn't looking at me though. She turned to me and shoved the car keys in my hand, "Stay." she commanded, moving to follow Tate.

I grabbed her again, shaking my head. "No, I'm coming with you." I finally managed to say.

She glared at me, "Nao, stay here. Listen to me."

"Don't you dare leave me here alone, Natsuki Kuga!" I yelled, clutching her arm tighter.

"Keep it down." Tate muttered, inhaling on his cigarette and blowing it out through his nose. His spiked hair made him look like a bull preparing for battle.

I saw the fear rise up in Natsuki's eyes. She was fearing for my safety. Good. Without saying another word, I held her hand instead of her arm and together we both followed Tate. He silently led us to the end of the parking lot and into an alley. In the center was a man. The man was on his knees and had his arms held by two others. On either side of the alley walls were yakuza lined up, leaning there. All either smoking or staring at Natsuki and I. I clutched her hand tighter in fear, she clutched mine in protectiveness. "What is this?" she asked.

The man on the ground looked up. In the moonlight I saw that his face was puffed up. Blood was running down from a cut on his forehead. It ran down his face, over his broken nose and pasted his crooked jaw. His hair was longer, past his shoulders, and it hung limply and heavily as it was coated in sweat and blood. Upon seeing Natsuki he grinned a bloody, broken grin, "Kruger..." he muttered.

"Shut your fucking mouth. Don't you dare speak his name." one of the yakuza holding him said. The man let him go for a moment only to slam his fist onto the other man's face, then grab him again. His head swung and he coughed up more blood, spit out a tooth and then let his head hang. Tate stepped forward, throwing his cigarette into a water puddle, "Tell her what you had in store for her. Tell her your plan." he commanded.

The man on the floor simply sat there for a moment before shaking his head, "I... was going to break into your car." he said simply. The two men holding him looked at Tate, who shook his head. Then the one who punched him held out the man's arm as straight as a board. The man on the floor gasped and moaned in pain, shaking his head wildly. Tate started walking forward and the man was suddenly gasping for breath, yelling and shaking wildly, trying to escape, "No, no please, wait please no! No! NOOO!"

Tate raised his leg and slammed it down onto the man's elbow, which bent out and snapped with a deafening ring that mixed in with my own gasp. It was like hearing a tree branch break. The man screamed in anguish. The two men then retreated, joining their brothers against the wall. Tate kneeled down and lifted the man's head, forcing him to look at him as the man's arm laid limply at his side, bent the wrong way. Tate smiled and shushed him, "No, now it's not good to lie. Why don't you tell the pretty lady what you told me." he said, letting go of the man's chin and gently, almost playfully, slapping his cheek twice.

The man was crying now. He was visibly shaking, with tears running down his face. The water twinkled in the moonlight and made his blood shine a dangerous bright red. But he bit his lip and heaved through his remaining teeth. He was crying, obviously in mortal pain. He needed a hospital. He was going to die. But the man simply sat there on his knees, looking straight down Tate stood and sighed, "You won't tell her, will you?" he asked.

The man shook his head and cried harder, his entire body shaking with his sobs. Tate lowered his sunglasses back onto his face and nodded. He lifted his arm... and without a second thought, shot the man in the head.

Red flew through the air and landed on the pavement. In the moonlight is was a shiny black, glistening as the man's body slumped forward and fell into the puddle, which swirled and danced with red. Tate turned his head our way and looked at us through the corner of his eye, his eyes shining golden in the moonlight, "...You should go." he said, pocketing his gun.

Go we did. Natsuki pulled me out of the alley and back to the car. We were out of the parking lot and gone within the minute. As we were leaving, we saw people flooding out of the club. Some running, some pushing, some crying. I hadn't known I was shaking until Natsuki was holding my hand. I hadn't known I was crying until I felt my hands being wet by the falling tears. I hadn't looked death in the eyes since that night so long ago. Death had followed me, and didn't miss it.

The entire way home, Natsuki gripped the steering wheel hard until her knuckles were as white as her face.

But she didn't cry. Not a single tear. She never cried for yakuza. None except her father.

OMAKE

Me: o.o

Natsuki: ...

Nao: ...

Tate: ... Wait, am I good or bad?

Nao: You just shot a guy!

Tate: But he obviously knew Natsuki! And he had some plan he didn't say!

Natsuki: You still shot him...

Me: Yea, but, Nao slept with Reito

Nao: -shakes head- Already regret it

Natsuki: So, what, Shu, you want to make your readers cry at some point in this story?

Me: ...pffffft... nooooo, noooooo why would I want that...?

Natsuki: Your sarcasm hurts me, Shu

Me: I mean, we're not even on chapter 5 yet...

Natsuki: What happens in chapter 5?

Me: Nothing.

Natsuki: Shu, what happens in chapter 5?

Me: -pats her head- Shhhhhhh little puppy... Review guys!

Natsuki: SHU!

Me: -flees-