Next chapter is ready to roll, I must say I'm enjoying writing these. The ratings had to be increased due to the more erotic nature of this chapter. Hope everyone's liking it. News from Toronto; we're practically getting no snow this year and the Toronto Maple Leafs are still not winning, surprise, surprise. Forget Go Leafs Go; it's more like Suck Leafs Suck :)
Btw: My favourite saying for 2016 is: Dear 2016 if you stop taking our Icons, we will give you the kardashians.
Nabiki looked around her luxury condo and sometimes couldn't believe it was hers; she still lived in Nerima at twenty-five, mainly because she wished to live near her family, but circumstances had sure changed for her. She had traded in her middle class lifestyle to become the vice president of a huge financial company that offered a three figure salary, so she was now a businesswoman and a force to be reckoned with. She had filled out slightly with maturity and had grown her hair to the middle of her back and had taken to dying it a bright red colour. Her normal look consisted of expensive power suits, designer high heels and her hair back in a tight bun. She was a mover and a shaker, a women on the rise...and lonely as anything. She had no boyfriends or even close friends because her career took up most of her time, it wasn't abnormal for her to arrive at the office at eight in the morning and go home at ten at night. Then there was the upcoming marriage of her oldest friend to worry about...
Nabiki hadn't been stupid enough to believe that Kuno wouldn't meet someone when he went to University even if he was eccentric; he was also tall and handsome and that he was rich certainly didn't hurt.
Nabiki had assumed he would meet a nice petite, spirited Japanese girl as he seemed to like that type of a woman (much like herself), but what she hadn't counted on was that he would meet Dona Larissa Cavalcanti, the Brazil Bombshell actress/heiress turned medical student; reputed to be the illegitimate daughter of Brazilian royalty. Yes friggin' Dona Larissa Cavalcanti with her with her celebrated buxom figure, with its well recorded tiny waist and legs that seemed to be four feet tall...the girl wet dreams were made of. Her friggin' heart shaped face with its signature plump red lips and large cat dark shaped eyes and her masses of black curls. Friggin' Dona Larissa Cavalcanti who spoke five languages and had opted to attend medical school in Japan, simply because she had never been there and happened to choose Kuno's University to attend, they met there and the rest appeared to be history.
The first time Nabiki had heard anything about them was when an article had appeared in the paper that was subtitled. "Japan's Most Eligible Bachelor Caught Skinny Dipping with Brazilian Heiress/Actress." Nabiki couldn't believe it when she read the interview where Larissa had laughed it off as a silly incident between two people so very much in love, doing something foolish. The picture of the smiling sexpot and a sheepish looking Kuno had been devastating to Nabiki who had always harboured a hope of romance between herself and Kuno. Besides, it was so against his character; he was all about keeping up appearances and living up to his family name. Yet when she had questioned him about it over spring break, he had laughed it off, clearly a man infatuated.
Nabiki had hoped that he would come to his senses when he moved back to Nerima after graduation, but Larissa came along with him, with her shrink wrapped wardrobe and her slinky nighties she always seemed to wear around his house, leaving no doubt to Nabiki as to how Larissa kept Kuno happy.
Nabiki wondered about his sex life, it was never really something they had discussed in all those years together. Had Larissa been his first? That wouldn't have been surprise to Nabiki; he always seemed to choose the wrong girls for himself to pursue in the past. Nabiki, herself was still a virgin as there was only one man she had ever wanted...and he was getting married.
She harkened back to their prom date where she had hoped he would make love to her at the end of the night, but he had been a perfect gentlemen. They had danced and then attended an after party and finally found themselves on a beach, making out while the sun rose...but that was it.
Nabiki sighed the day she read about his engagement in the papers, something that had already been confirmed by a late night phone call from him, where he had seemed half drunk and giddy, as he told her he was getting married, she could hear a female voice in the background and tried to feel happy for him. She had spent three week's worth of pay cheques on an outfit when it came to meeting Larissa, because she wanted Kuno to see how sophisticated she had become, only to feel as dowdy as a librarian beside the tall, bronzed beauty and had hated her on sight at how "cute" she had proclaimed Nabiki to be and how she had to be in his wedding party and Nabiki would look great in a tuxedo.
She met him once a week for lunch and had to hear wedding details and it made her feel sad, but happy for him to see him so much in love. Oddly enough her biggest ally who also couldn't stand Larissa was Kodachi, who referred to her as Trampolina...or the Brazilian bicycle when she felt in a generous mood.
Nabiki got home late on a Friday night when the phone rang, she wondered at this because hardly anyone ever called her. "Hello" she said.
"Hey Nabiki, what are you doing?" Kodachi asked.
"I just got home, Dachi" she said.
"Well, I know you're not going out on a date" Kodachi said.
"Why not?" Nabiki asked her.
"It's Friday, you stopped at Happy Pizza for a personal pan pizza and then hit Sweet Stuff for a pastry" Kodachi said.
Nabiki glanced guiltily over the pizza box and pastry box "I could be going on a date you know" she said defensively.
"Yeah when Ryoga starts to fly. The last time you went on a date, was when we met Ryoga for drinks together" Kodachi pointed out.
"And you took him home" Nabiki added.
"Only to make sure he got to the airport early the next day" Kodachi said defensively.
"He was leaving at two in the afternoon, as I recall" Nabiki said.
"Wherever, listen. I'm worried about Tachi, I got a really weird phone call from him that made little sense and I'm stuck at this medical convention all weekend long. Could you go check on him?" she asked him.
"I don't really like to disturb Larissa and himself" Nabiki cautiously said.
"I think something may have happened between them. I'm just a little worried about him and Sasuke's away visiting his ninja friends. Please," she begged her.
"Oh, okay" she replied.
She was surprised when she got to the mansion, every light in the place seemed to be on. She didn't even bother knocking, she rarely did, any servants the Kuno household employed refused to live in the house for fear of their lives, so Nabiki had memorized the safest routes to her friend's rooms a long ago. She was careful to avoid the pitfalls that might have caused the traps to spring and then frowned when she found Armadillo cowering in front of Kuno's room.
"What's wrong boy?" she asked him as she scratched the aging scotch terrier on the head; he whined in response and both jumped when a crash come from the room itself. "Kuno-baby" Nabiki cautiously said as she pushed open the door and stopped in alarm when she saw the pile of broken shoes and torn and shredded clothes, he turned to look at her, the mask of anger he wore made her shiver. "What's wrong?" she asked him out of concern.
"Nothing is wrong, I'm purging my life of Larissa, starting with her weapons of my seduction" he said, tearing up another silk gown.
"Tatewaki, what happened?" Nabiki asked, not realizing she had used his first name for the first time ever and moved behind him and lightly touched his shoulders.
"Don't touch me!" he cried, rounding on her.
"Okay, just tell me what happened. Where's Larissa?" she asked him.
"Larissa...she" he said in a broken voice and then his whole body seemed to slump forward and then he burst into tears. Nabiki instinctually went forward and held him, it broke her heart to see him so shattered, even when he was little she never had seen him cry.
She gently led him to his bed and sat him down and let him cry it out as she stroked his back until he became calmer, she took his hand when he pulled back. He looked completely disheveled as if he had been tearing at his hair and clothes. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked him as she smoothed his hair back into place.
"Larissa, she cheated on me. Not with one man, but two " he said explained with a hitch to his voice.
"I'm so sorry" Nabiki said, stroking his hand.
"She said she loved me" he said.
"I'm sure she does" Nabiki said dubiously.
"No if you love someone, they should be enough for you" he said with a sigh. "Why can't anyone love me?" he asked her.
"Of course people love you" she protested.
"No, I'm guess I'm unlovable" he said with another sob and Nabiki did the only thing she could think of and covered his mouth with her own and whispered "I love you, Tatewaki" she admitted. He seemed to stiffened in surprise at first and then started kissing her back almost desperately. His arms came sharply around her and she gasped in surprise as he forced her back on the bed but did not hold her to place and looked at her with questioning eyes. Her mind warred with her body as the man she loved touched her sexually for the first time, she wanted to comfort him in every way possible, she wanted to drown in his caresses yet; did she want to lose her virginity like this? Nabiki had always been too practical to imagine it would be on their wedding night that they would first have sex but somehow she had thought it would be more special than this as the clothes seemed to magically disappear between the two of them. She was scared but too afraid it would never be offered to her again if she refused him and then her mind shut down as all the tender feelings she had for him, that she had been repressing, took over and she reveled in the feeling of his warm skin against her own. It hurt a little at first but the warm feelings soon returned and she cried out when they peaked together. He was soon escaped into asleep, too worn out from grief and their love making to stay awake. Nabiki gently adjusted him on the pillow, pulled the blankets over them both and drifted off to sleep as well, clinging to him.
The next morning, she was awoken to the sound of Kuno moving around, he had a trashbag and was shoving the ruined clothes and shoes into it. "Morning Tatewaki" she said.
He looked at her almost coldly; a look she recognized from their estranged years of high school. "Morning Nabiki Tendo" he said formally.
"Are you okay?" she asked him, pulling the sheets around her and getting up, he pulled away when she tried to touch him.
"I'm fine, however I ask that you leave" he said in a cold voice.
"But what about last night?" she asked him, feeling confused.
"Last night should not have happened. It was a mistake" he replied.
"Didn't last night mean anything to you?" she said, trying not to cry.
"Nabiki we have only ever been friends. I care for you as you know, but I have never had romantic feelings for you and told you as much" he explained.
"Fine, I'll go" she said turning her back on him to dress.
"Was that your first time?" he asked her with a frown.
"No I have been with hundreds of men" she said with a smirk.
"You're hurt" he said starting towards her.
"As if, I got what I wanted from you. Have a nice life" she said as she ran from his place.
He stayed, not sure what to do, still feeling numb but hurting from his fiancée's betrayal and not even realizing he had taken that out on Nabiki. Yet the bloodstains on his bed gave him pause as he pondered their implications.
Nabiki made it back to her place before she broke into tears and realized that her dream of being with Kuno was dead...and that no protection had been used.