A/N: So what will happen today when Naraku takes Naima to the classic Jets VS Giants Showdown?
This is dedicated to Sean Taylor, #21 of the Washington Redskins. The man who could make any of my Dallas Receivers look bad.
R.I.P. Sean T.T
"Naraku's coming over?!" my little sister, Tarei squealed when I told her that he was taking me to the New York Jets vs New York Giants game later on at four. I smiled at my sister's enthusiasm as I helped her wrap gifts and put them under the tree.
"Yes he is," I said, more calmly.
"Oh yay! I can't wait to see him. Is he still hot?"
"He's handsome, yes."
"I didn't ask if he was handsome. I asked if he was hot. You know, like Chris Brown sexy." I laughed a little.
"No, he's not Chris Brown sexy?"
"Johnny Depp sexy?"
"No."
"Inuyasha sexy?"
"No, Tarei."
"Reggie Bush sexy?"
"Now come on. Nobody's that sexy."
"Well, what kind of sexy is he?"
"He's Naraku se..." I caught myself before I finished my statement, "...he's handsome. Let me just put it like that. Or better yet, why don't you just see for yourself."
"Okay cool. So is 'The Mutt' coming over too?" I took a piece of wrapping paper and threw it at my rude sister.
"Tarei, he has a freakin name."
"Yeaaaaah. Mutt."
"Stop it. His name is Sesshoumaru and you better learn how to get along with him."
"Pfft! Yeah right. Cats aren't supposed to like dogs. Remember?"
"Oh hush. You are such a hypocrite. You like Inuyasha don't you?"
"Inuyasha's different. He's a sweetie pie and a half demon like me. We share a common bond. Just like me and Naraku."
"So why do you hate Sesshoumaru so much?"
"It's not that I hate him. I just can't stand his ass sometimes. He acts like's better than me just because he's a full demon and I'm not. I don't like arrogant, mean punks like him."
"Sesshoumaru's not mean. He just doesn't like you, that's all ."
"You think I care?" I sighed deeply at Tarei. If Sesshoumaru and I became more than what we were, I would have to deal with this drama for the rest of my life.
"Sesshoumaru has a good heart, Tarei. He's a loving and caring man. I know that he has...issues...with half demons and humans, but he's getting better at it. You see how much he cares for Rin. And if you two could learn how to get along, you'll see that he cares about you too. You remember that time when he over heard that some boy was planning on raping you after Lena's party, and Sess beat him up before he could harm you? That sounds like he cares to me." Tarei fell silent as she finished wrapping the present that she was currently on.
"Well...what about you and Naraku?" she asked me after a while. I looked up from my present and looked at her.
"What about him?"
"Are you and him going to get back together?"
"Have you and Bankotsu been talking?"
"No. It's just that I'd much prefer him as a brother-in-law."
"Well I'm sorry but that's not going to happen."
"It better not," I heard my older sister, Li's, voice all of a sudden say. I turned around to see that she had come in the room holding a mug of hot chocolate and looking very pregnant. She was six months to be exact. She walked over to the couch beside us and sat down. I smirked at her.
"Geez, why are y'all so concerned about my love life?" I asked.
"Because we want what's best for you and I believe that Sesshoumaru is that," Li simply replied, "don't let Naraku get the best of you. Don't leave Sesshoumaru for him. It's not worth it."
"Aww come on now Li," Tarei jumped in, "we all know who knows Naima like the back of their hand, and that is Naraku."
"Oh like Sesshoumaru doesn't?" Li replied.
"Not like Naraaakuuu," the baby replied in a sing song voice.
"Tarei, you're so young and naieve. Naraku can't give Naima what Sesshoumaru has to offer. He's the better choice."
"Young? Yes. Naieve? Maybe. But I know true love when I see it and that's exactly what Naima and Naraku had. They were made for each other."
"You were only ten years old when they were going out, what did you know about true love?" While my two meddling sisters were busy arguing about who was best for me, I got up and left. I went to the bathroom that Tarei and I used to share, and hopped in the shower. As I let the warm water cascade down my body, I thought about what my sisters had said. Yes, it was true that Naraku and I had a lot of memories together, but Sesshoumaru and I were gradually making memories of our own. The time that I shared with Naraku was unforgetable, but I couldn't look towards the past. I had to look ahead to the future and that was Sesshoumaru.
"Naiiiiimaaaa!" I heard Tarei's voice filter through the closed bathroom door.
"Yes?!" I hollered back.
"Naraku just pulled up. You better hurry and save him from the psycho pregnant lady!" I laughed as I finished washing the rest of the soap off of my skin. I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around me. I went to my old bedroom to get dressed.
When I got downstairs, I had to bite back a laugh as I saw Tarei hanging all over her ex crush. Not quite unlike Tsubaki, actually. Naraku didn't seem to mind the attention though. I looked around and saw that Li was no longer there. I guess, Tarei drove her off. When he finally saw me, Naraku looked up at me with a disgusted look on his face. "Eww. You're going to wear that pathetic thing?" I looked at him and smirked. He was referring to my Jets jersey that I had on.
"You're the one who needs to go change," I replied, pointing at the Giants jersey that I bought him for his birthday. He laughed as he got up and gave me a big hug.
"I'm glad that you could come with me today," he warmly said in my ear.
"Me too. I wouldn't miss this for the world," I replied. He pulled back and looked me deeply in the eyes.
"Well, we must be off, so nobody will steal our seats."
"Bye you guys and have fun!" Tarei said to us with a huge smile on her face.
On the ride to the stadium, I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself. Back when we were kids, my father used to take Naraku and me to the Jets vs Giants game every year that they played each other. We would tailgate, play football in the parking lot, paint each other's faces. It was so fun. Naraku and my father would always gang up on me though because they were major Giants fans, whereas I liked the Jets more. I hadn't been to another NYG vs NYJ game since my father died, so I was excited to go to this one with my best friend. "So are you ready for Eli Manning and Plaxico Burress to do damage on those puny Jets?" he taunted me as he drove his truck down the New Jersey streets. I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"Oh...like the Cowboys did to your team last week?"
"Dammit girl, what did I tell you about using the 'C-word' around me?" I laughed loudly.
"Yeah, keep laughing. Just wait until your team has to go against the mighty New England again."
"I already know that we are going to lose to the Patriots, so you might as well not even bring that up. Right now, you should be worrying about those weak G-Men of yours." He laughed louder as he pulled into the Giants Stadium parking lot.
"Man I missed how you used to talk trash about this game," he said as we got out of the truck, "That's one reason why I love you so much." I smiled as I put on my puffy Jets coat and put on the hood.
"Me too. I missed it a lot."
After a depressing overtime victory of the Giants over the Jets, Naraku took me to the ESPN Zone in order to celebrate his team's 27-24 victory. "Aha! What did I tell you about number 17, Naima?" Naraku gloated while eating his food. I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"I guess I'll have to hear this until next year huh?"
"You already know it, my dear."
"You wouldn't have won if it wasn't for that last fumble, but alls well that ends well I guess."
"Did Sesshoumaru ever take you to this game?"
"Nah. He's more of a Raiders fan."
"Ahhh. I see. Tsubaki doesn't even like football."
"Well, you definitely don't have to worry about that with me. I'll always be a tomboy, no matter how many dresses I own." He laughed in reply.
"You remember when you wanted to try out for the middle school football team, and you got mad because Inuyasha dissed you and said that you were too weak to play?" I laughed too.
"Yeah, so I became a cheerleader just so I could be up close to the action."
"Oh and do you remember how psycho Coach Hiroshima was?"
"Ohhhh yeah. I used to have nightmares about him.
"Me too. I mean, how he used to yell at us and everything. That can really scare a kid. Especially when he got me that time." I giggled wildly.
"Oh yeah, I remember that day. I remember it because that was the day when..." My sentance trailed off as I turned my eyes to my plate of food.
"Is something the matter Naima?" I looked back up at him and smiled nervously.
"No. It's that I just remembered that that was the day when we first kissed."
Flash Back
"Alright ya worthless punks! I want y'all to run fifteen laps for yer missed tackles and dropped catches ta-day!" Coach Hiroshima yelled at the young football team one sunny September day in 1999. Naraku and I were now in sixth grade and it was the start of football season. I watched though the fence with the rest of the cheerleaders as all of the boys began to run around the track, for not performing well at practice. One by one, each boy finished and took as seat on the bench in front a fumed bull demon coach with a heavy southern accent. "Alright boys how do ya expect ta become elite NFL players when ya play like y'all did today. It's very shameful!"
"Uhhh...excuse me Coach Hiroshima,...but what if we don't want to be NFL players?" an eleven year old Naraku asked, a little scared. He had every reason to be for as soon as he finished his question. Coach Hiroshima turned his wrath on a still innocent Naraku.
"What?! Do you dare question my methods boy?! Are ya too sissy to play for the NFL?! Huh? Are you a sissy Naraku?!"
"N-n-n-no S-s-Sir," he stammered, visually shaking. He narrowed his eyes at the frightened boy.
"Are you eye-balling me boy?! Ya know, I don't like how yer red eyes are staring at me right now! Do you have something that ya wanna express?!"
"No Sir. I'm sorry," Naraku said, bowing and still terrified.
"I don't know if it's a half demon thing or not, but ya betta get it together boy! Or else you won't be able to play fer Dallas like me. Did I ever tell you boys about the time that the Dallas Cowboys signed me? It was in..." Coach Hiroshima went on to tell about how he played third string QB for the Dallas Cowboys back in the 70s, like he did at almost EVERY SINGLE practice.
After getting off of a bus that dropped us off after football practice, Naraku and I began to walk down the sidewalk to his new home that he shared with his brother and father. "Did your dad say it was okay if you spent the night at my house Saturday?" I asked Naraku, who was still visualbly shaken by his altercation with Coach Hiroshima.
"Uhhh yeah. He said it was fine."
"Are you okay Naraku?"
"Mmmhmm."
"No you're not. You're scared of Coach Hiroshima, aren't you?"
"No! No...I just don't want to talk today." I narrowed my eyes at him, knowing that he was lying to me.
"You're so lame, Naraku," I said as I walked a little ahead of him.
"Oh yeah, well you're lamer-er."
"That's not even a word stupid."
"I'm not stupid, you are."
"No you are," I said as I sat on the stoop outside of his house.
"I'm smarter than you," he smirked as he sat beside me on the stoop. I smirked back at him.
"Well if you're so smart, then how come you've never kissed a girl?"
"Because kissing is stupid."
"No it's not. My daddy says kissing is how two people show that they like each other."
"Eww. Girls have cooties. Why would I want to kiss them?" I narrowed my eyes at him, beginning to get mad.
"No we don't! Cooties aren't real, stupid."
"How do you know?"
"Because I do. My daddy said that they aren't real." Even though he didn't know it at the time, I was gradually beginning to grow a crush on Naraku. I had never kissed a boy before and I wanted him to be my first kiss. I didn't know anything about kissing at the time, but my fifteen year old sister seemed to like it when she kissed her boyfriend, so I thought that I might like it too. "I bet you're scared to kiss a girl," I said to Naraku, hoping to make him mad enough to want to kiss me. Her turned to me with narrowed eyes.
"Nuh uh! I'm not afraid to kiss a stupid girl."
"Then why don't you kiss me then?" He gave me a look to say as if I was crazy.
"No way!"
"Pleeease Naraku. I want you to."
"Why?"
"Because."
"I'm not doing it."
"I won't be your friend anymore if you don't." I smiled to myself for I knew that that would work. Even to that day, he still didn't realize that I only said that to get what I wanted. He sighed and looked at me nervously.
"But I don't even know how to kiss," he said. To be honest, I didn't either, but I had seen how they did it on TV.
"First you close your eyes. Then you smush your lips like this. And then you kiss me," I told him, like I was an expert on the subject. After a few more moments of looking at each other, Naraku began to close his eyes. I did too. I puckered my lips and after what seemed like forever, they collided with Naraku's lips. After a few more seconds, he pulled away. His face was red as a beet and I knew that you could see me redden too, although it wasn't as obvious. We just looked at each other for a few moments. I enjoyed the kiss, but I wondered what Naraku was thinking.
"Let's do that again," he said after a while. I nodded my head and did what I had done before. The second kiss lasted a little longer and the third longer than that. On the fourth time we kissed, we didn't know that Muso had come out of the door and was now watching us as we kissed.
"Oooooo!," we heard him say, "I'm telling dad!" Twelve year old Muso turned around and ran back inside the building.
"No!" Naraku yelled as he pulled away from me and chased his older brother in the house with me following him.
End FlashbackBack to Naima
"I remember that," Naraku said to me with a smile, "my father gave me a whooping with his belt for that after you left." I laughed.
"Are you serious?"
"Oh yeah. He went off. 'You don't be kissing girls in front of my house!' That's what he said." I laughed even harder.
"I'm sorry about that."
"No it's okay. I'm just glad that he didn't find out about that time when we...you know."
"Muso didn't rat you out?" I asked, a little shocked.
"No, not to my knowledge."
"Interesting."
"Man. Girl, we really have a lot of memories together. We had to have done everything in the book together. And we always had fun doing it too."
"Yeah, I know." He was right. We did have a lot of fun together thoughout the years. I was so happy that we were able to remain best friends after thirteen years. Even with his five year absense. We had both grown up so much since then and Naraku had become a man that his mother and father should be proud of, even if they never loved him like they should have. He was smart, loving, and very handsome. And my was he handsome. As I sat there looking at him, he was even...almost...sexy. Oh no! Why did I just think that? I nearly choked on the Sprite I was drinking as I thought that.
"Naima? Are you alright?" he asked as I pounded my chest to stop choking. I nodded my head, trying to catch my breath.
"Yeah. I'm fine," I said after I got a hold of myself. He shook his head and smiled. He then turned to look at the clock on the wall.
"Let's get you home. I'm sure that Li and Tarei want to spend time with their sister on Christmas Eve."
Naraku's POV
It was about nine o'clock when I pulled up to Naima's father's house. It was beginning to snow and the roads would be very slick, so I would have to hurry to get back to my father's house. "Are you coming over tommorrow, Naraku?" she asked me.
"Mmm yeah. What time?"
"Well, I'm having dinner at Sess's dad's house, so anytime that morning is fine."
"Alright."
"Are you having dinner with your dad?"
"Yeah. I'm going to see if I can work things out with him. I'm twenty now, so I think it's time that we patch things up."
"That sounds good. Call me if you need me okay?"
"Alright my dear."
"Thank you for everything Naraku. See you tommorrow and drive safely."
"Okay Naima. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
I stayed in her driveway until she was safe and sound inside her home. This day I spent with Naima had been really special to me. It reminded me of how many memories that we had and how much fun we always had together. Naima could warm me up on any winter day. She was that special to me.
As I began to drive home to my father's house, something began to dawn on me. If Naima and Sesshoumaru were to eventually get married and become mates, some of the things that Naima and I did now, we couldn't do anymore. For she would have her own husband and children to attend to. They had been dating for two years and marriage was indeed a possibility. Then I remembered what my friend Bankotsu had told me earlier this year. He told me that soon I was going to get tired of Sesshoumaru kissing and hugging what belongs to me. Then I would let my spider demon venom take over and win Naima back from Sesshoumaru. I hated to admit it...but Bankotsu was right. If I wanted Naima back, I couldn't play the nice guy anymore. I loved that woman with all of my heart and no other woman could replace her. Not Tsubaki, not anyone. I needed her. I wanted her. I couldn't play the nice guy and just sit back and watch Sesshoumaru walk away with my best friend. We were meant to be together. I know that I was the one who screwed our relationship up to begin with, but I now wanted to be the one to fix it. I just hope that she will take me back.
A/N: About time bro! lol
