A/N: Ahhh yaaay! Thank you to those who have reviewed my story. I really appreciate it.
I quickly finished putting the last pins and a white lilly in my hair as I rushed to finish getting dressed. I stood in front of the mirror behind my door and checked myself out in my strapless, dark purple dress. I smiled a little as I saw my reflection. I must say that I looked pretty good in my outfit. It hugged my curves nicely and the color was gorgeous against my brown toned skin. I wore it especially for Sess, considering that he liked this dress the best out of my wardrobe. As I finished fastening my clear shoes, I heard the sound of Sesshoumaru's old school, fire red Mustang pull into the parking lot. I leaped over my bed and looked out the window to see if it was indeed him. I saw his fair haired form walking down the sidewalk to my bulding. I squealed as I jumped back over the bed, grabbed my small white clutch, and ran out of my room. Kagura kind of chuckled as I ran past her and Kagome as I made my way into the livingroom. "Sesshoumaru must be here." she said. I turned back to her and smiled.
"Hee hee. You know me far too well."
"Have fun girly," Kagome said waving her hand.
"Bye guys," I replied blowing them both a kiss before shutting the door behind me.
I met Sesshoumaru at the halfway point, for I was anxious to spend this night with him. We were going to this new Hatian restaurant in The Bronx, that I had to beg him to take me to. Sesshoumaru didn't really like spicy foods where as I put hot sauce and cayenne pepper on practically everything. "Hi baby," I said to him with a big smile.
"Hi Naima," he said, voice as monotonic as usual. I stretched my arms out and engulfed him in a massive hug. His hug however, was lukewarm. Even though Sess wasn't the emotional type, he usually hugged me with a little more passion than that. I pulled back from him so I could look him directly in his eyes. Like always, they were stoic and stone. I couldn't read his emotions at all.
"Is something wrong baby?" I asked with a little concern.
Sesshoumaru's POV
Naima was looking really gorgeous. Her long curly hair pulled up an accented with a flower. Her full lips glossy and begging to be kissed. That caramel brown skin smooth and glowing. The knee length, purple dress that I loved because it accentuated those curvaceous hips of hers. She was lovely. Still, even in all her radience, I didn't see her as Naima, my beautiful, sweet, friendly girlfriend. No. I saw her as Naima, Naraku's ex lover. I kept telling myself over and over that they were only thirteen years old when it happened and that Naima had moved on with me. It didn't seem to work thought. I just couldn't get over the fact that he had my woman before I even did. It still bothered me.
"Is something wrong baby?" I heard her ask. Hazel eyes staring up at me with concern. I shook my head no, even though I knew it was a lie.
"Come. We must be off," I said as I took her hand in mine and led her to my 1967 Mustang.
I was pretty silent during the whole drive to the restaurant, the music really being the only thing that could be heard. Naima would glance over at me occasionally and kept asking me what was wrong. I didn't ever give her a direct answer. I wasn't quite ready to confront her about it yet.
When we pulled up to the restaurant, I parked my car and jumped out to open the door for Naima. "Thank you," she said with that beautiful smile of hers.
"No problem," I replied. I placed a hand on her back as I followed her inside of the building.
Naima's POV
The restaurant was really nice inside and the food smelled so wonderful. And like always, Sesshoumaru was being the perfect gentleman. Still, I could tell that he had something on his mind. He was unusually quiet tonight, even for him. Even even avoided eye contact with me as I tried my best to hold his gaze. What was going on inside that head? Was he okay?
"Sess? Baby?" I asked again.
"Yes," he replied, not looking up from his menu.
"Talk to me baby please. I know that there is something bothering you. Please tell me."
"I'm fine."
"No you are not. Talk to me."
"I'm fine. Really."
"Sess..."
"I said I was fine. Now drop it." His last statement was filled with sterness and ice, further proving that I was right. Why is it so hard for men to express their feelings to the woman they love? I hated to see my boyfriend like this, and I wasn't going to give up until he told me.
"Hello Sir. Madame. What can I get for you this evening?" the waiter asked us after we had been seated.
"I would like the shrimp with the vegetables please," I said.
"Alright and what to drink?"
"Sweet tea."
"And for you Sir?"
"Steak."
"And to drink?"
"Sweet tea as well."
"Alright then. I will be back with your drinks in a few minutes." He took the menus and left the table. I stared at Sesshoumaru in silence while he watched a football game on a tv on the far wall of the restaurant. This was not the romantic date that I was looking forward to this evening. Maybe he was upset because he didn't really like Hatain food. No, I doubt Sesshoumaru would be this silent over a petty thing like that. Then again, he never tells people how he feels, so he could indeed be angry because he's here tonight.
"I'm so glad that you came with me tonight. I know that you don't like Hatian food, but it means a lot to me," I told him with a smile.
"Mmm," was his reply.
"How about you choose the place next time, okay?"
"If you're thinking that I'm upset about the restaurant you're wrong. I don't mind being here with you."
"Oh," I replied as I looked down at my hands that were resting in my lap. I heard the ice in his glass clink as he took a sip of sweet tea.
"Naima," he said as he sat the glass back down. I instantly looked back up at him.
"Yes?" He took a big sigh.
"Why...why didn't you tell me that you and Naraku slept together?" My eyes immediently went wide. He knew?!
"I uhhh...I didn't really know how to tell you."
"Remember when I asked you this morning if there was anything else I should know? You should have told me then."
"I know. I know. Still, I just didn't know how."
"How do you think it makes me feel to have another man know about my girlfriend's lover, before I did?" I narrowed my eyes slightly at him.
"Who told you about Naraku and I?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Oh yes it does. If somebody is talking shit about me, I deserve to know."
"Don't play the victim Naima. It isn't cute."
"Oh so it's cute when you play it?"
"Hmph."
"Oh no, don't 'hmph' me. Now answer the damn question. Who's been telling you about my past with Naraku?"
"You don't order me around Naima."
"I'm not ordering you around! I jus..." I paused and took a deep breath, trying my best to calm down. All this tension was going to lead to a big arguement and I hated fighting with Sesshoumaru. "Sesshoumaru. Please. Just tell me who's been talking about me to you. Was it Koga?"
"I already told you that it doesn't matter."
"You know what Sesshoumaru? It really pisses me off that you can talk to your boys about things like this, but you can't talk to your girlfriend about it."
"There you go again playing the victim. I'm pretty sure that Kagura and your roomates knew about Naraku before I did too." I bit down on my tongue. He had me there.
"Alright, I'll confess that my girls did know about my past with him."
"See."
"BUT. But, I was going to tell you eventually."
"Were you now?"
"Yes! Yes I was. I just...I guess I was just afraid. Afraid of how you would react if you knew that me and my best friend had done more than kiss. But I swear to you Sesshoumaru that what happened with us is in the past. I have no lingering feelings for Naraku at all. Not after..." I paused for a second. Then it came to me. Sesshoumaru didn't know the whole story about that day.
"Not after what?" he asked.
"Not after he left me the same day." His lovely golden eyes widened slightly. So I was right. He was missing a piece of the puzzle. "Sighs Naraku left me about an hour or so after he and I...well...you know."
"Honestly?"
"Yes, honestly. That's why you can be sure that I don't want Naraku back. After he broke my heart like that, I don't think that a romantic relationship between us could ever exist again. We can only be friends and nothing more." I reached out and placed my hands on his. "I'm sorry for not telling you. I really am. But you have to understand that I was a young girl back then. I mean, I'm still young now, but I wasn't as mature as I am now. I was young and foolish. I thought that I was in love, but it was only puppy love. Now I know what true love feels like. You make me feel true love. I love you so much Sesshoumaru." After a few more moments, his eyes had softened a little.
"I apologize for overreacting. It has been six years, so I apologize. Let's just enjoy the rest of our evening okay?" He looked down at the plates of food that the waiter brought while we were arguing. I smiled at him again as I rose out of my seat and leaned over the table. Sesshoumaru did likewise. We met in the middle and gave each other a 'make-up' kiss.
"I love you Sesshoumaru."
"Me too." The rest of our evening was flawless and very romantic like I had hoped. Still, in the back of my mind, I wondered who this snitch was.
Tsubaki's POV
"You told Sesshoumaru what?!" I yelled to Muso over the phone.
"I told him that Naraku slept with Naima."
"Do you know that Sesshoumaru might try to kill Naraku because of what you did?!"
"So what? I can't stand either one of them anyway."
"Muso!"
"Tsubaki calm down! You have to worry about Naima first before you can even start worrying about Sesshoumaru. In fact, you should be thanking me. Now that Sesshoumaru knows about those two, you can manipulate Sesshoumaru into helping you out with your plans." Hmmm. My love's older brother did have a point. I could work this to my advantage
"Very well then. Just make sure that you live up to your end of the bargain and get that damn necklace from off of Naraku's neck."
"And if I do, you promise that you will be able to get Kikyo to fall for me?"
"Of course. I am a sorcery and spirituality major. I know so many spells, it'll make your head spin."
"You better not fail me Tsubaki."
"No Muso. You better not fail me."
