A/N: Thanks for the reviews! So now that Yura has done her job and broke the necklace, what all will happen now?...


"Naiiimaaa? Naima are you still in here?" I heard Sai's voice call out for me as I still was frozen stiff on the shower floor, shocked, confused, and violated by what Yura had just done to me. Why did she take my necklace that Naraku worked so hard to buy for me? I've never done anything to her, so why would she do something like that to me? "Naima? Girl, where...Naima!" I heard Sai's feet as she ran over to me and turned the warm water off that still pounded my skin. I didn't look at her as I buried my face into my arms which were hugging my knees close to my chest. "What's wrong ma?" Sai's very concerned voice asked as I felt a towel or something go around my body.

"My necklace," was all I could say.

"What about your necklace?" I felt her take one of my wrists into her hands. I already knew that she could see some marks from the tightness that Yura's hair had on my skin. "What happened Naima?!" I sniffed as I lifted my head and stared at the wall in front of me.

"Yura stole my necklace and broke it right before my eyes."

"Yura?" Sai gasped. I turned to look at her and slowly nodded my head. A few tears still trickling down my cheek.

"Naraku's going to be mad that I let someone take his necklace. He's going to be really mad at me."

"No no mami don't cry," Sai sympathetically said as she put her arms around me and laid my head on her shoulder, "he won't be mad. Naraku could never get angry over something like this. I bet that he would just be happy that you're okay. Come on, let's go home. You were going to see that sexy boyfriend of yours tonight, weren't you?" I nodded my head as I wiped my tears away. "You can't go see him looking like this. You look very grimy right now." I chuckled softly and nodded again.

"Okay. I'm going," I said as I rose off of the wet floor, holding the towel close to my body. I walked over to my locker, pulled out my regular clothes, and redressed.


Tsubaki's POV

"Oh thank you so much Naraku. You really are my hero," I squealed at my boyfriend as he worked on the engine of my car. He just chuckled a little.

"Its no big deal. Really," he replied, tuning the parts. I crossed my arms and bit my lip as I watched how good Naraku looked right now as he worked on my car. He had taken his shirt off so he wouldn't stain his clothes with oil. His skin was all glistened with sweat, showing off how hard he was working. He had been out in the parking lot for about an hour and a half, the sun beating down on him. When he finally finished, I planned to take him back inside for a well deserved reward. "Tsubaki," he suddenly said, knocking me out of my thoughts. His back still turned to me and his head still underneath my hood.

"Yes?"

"Something has been troubling me lately."

"What is it honey?"

"Well, I was wondering, because I've never really just sat down and talked to you about it. What do you think of Naima?" I narrowed my eyes at his back, offended that he had just asked me that question. What did he mean what did I think? I hated her freakin guts, that's what I thought.

"She's a sweet girl and I think she's nice," I lied to my boyfriend, in order to remain on his good side.

"So are you okay with my relationship with her? I mean, you are cool with the fact that we're best friends, right?" 'Well, I would be if you weren't trying to get into her bed and screaming her name when you're making love to me,' I thought in my head, but like before, I remained cordial.

"No. You two have been best friends from since I can remember, so no. I don't have a problem with it." He paused from his work a second and looked over his shoulder at me.

"So you have absolutely no...negative feelings towards Naima or our relationship?" I cocked an eyebrow as I looked back at him. Why was he all of a sudden asking me these questions? Did...did he know?! No no! If he knew, then he would have chucked me by now. Still, his suspiscious questions and attitude made me a little nervous.

"Why do you ask me these questions Naraku?" I asked with a forced laugh and smile, "you should know by now that any friend of yours is a friend of mine. Well, except for Bankotsu, but you know that he thinks I'm crazy." Naraku started to chuckle as he turned back to face my car.

"Well, you're right about that. Listen, I'm going to go to the auto parts place down the street for a second to pick you up a part that needs to be replaced on your engine," he informed me as he began to walk to his truck.

"Okay," I replied with a big smile.

"I'll be right back." He got into his red and black, custom F-150, and drove out of the parking lot. As soon as he was gone from my sight, I began to pace back and forth in the grass trying to figure out why he would all of a sudden ask me all of these things about Naima? And then it hit me. Kikyo! That day when we went to Coney Island, she and he had left the rest of the group for a while when I had left to go to the restroom. Kikyo must have told him what I was up to. Oh shit! I had to stop Yura! I was about to pull my phone out of my purse, when all of a sudden, I heard Naraku's ringtone. He had left his phone in the denim jacket that he had shed earlier, which was on the roof of my car. I walked over to the small orange Dodge and got his jacket off of the hood. When I flipped open the phone, the ID screen read Bankotsu.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Tsubaki? Where is Naraku?" he asked in a less than friendly tone, which caused me to give him attitude right back.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Ha ha. Wouldn't you like to know."

"He's not here and he's not coming back. Bye bye."

"Hold up a minute. Since he's not coming back, then I want to ask you something."

"What?!"

"Sai just called me and told me that for some odd reason, Yura jacked Naima's gold necklace. Would you know anything about that? Hmmm?" Oh shit! I'm too late!

"Yura's business is Yura's business. I don't have anything to do with that. Goodbye."

"Not so fast. I know that you had something to do with Naima's necklace being stolen. Why or for what I don't know, but next time you want to do something like that, don't use your best friend as a scapegoat dumbass."

"Oh shut the hell up Bankotsu. Is that why you called Naraku? To spread lies about me being invovled in some track team drama. You got some nerve."

"No you have some nerve woman. You should thank me because I'm giving you a warning. If you had anything to do with Naima's necklace, you better run far, far away."

"Oh yeah? And why is that?"

"Hmmm. You must not have ever seen Naraku's rage before. You see, that anger that he felt when he fought with Sesshoumaru, that's nothing. Like they say, still waters run deep. So if he finds out that you hurt his best friend like that, its not going to look good for you."

"Bankotsu, give it a rest."

"Oh yeah, and if you try any of that freaky priestess major voodoo shit on me or Sai, I'll handle you myself." And with that he hung up the phone.

"Uggggggghhhhhh I HATE HIM!" I screamed as I slammed Naraku's phone shut. I put the phone back inside the jacket and the jacket back ontop of the car. I immediately whipped my phone out and called Yura.

"Hiiiii sweetie," she said when she answered.

"Yura? Did you already break Naima's necklace or did you just steal it?"

"I broke it just like you asked me to." I gasped as I put a hand to my forehead.

"Ohhhh noooo. Yuuuuraaaa."

"What? What is it honey?"

"I need to fix this quick. That Sai girl told Bankotsu about you stealing Naima's necklace and Bankotsu was going to tell Naraku what happened, but I intercepted the phone before he could."

"Well, just keep him away from Naima."

"No, I can't. He's already suspicious of me now. Dammit! What am I going to do? I don't know many reversal curses, so I doubt that I can reverse the spell on Naima. And now that Kikyo has opened her big, fat mouth and told Naraku about me, I won't have much luck manipulating him either."

"Well, maybe the curse didn't take effect yet." I sighed deeply.

"I can only hope."


Naima's POV

As soon as I got back home, I immediately went to my bedroom and flopped down on my pink covered bed. I crawled in between the sheets and laid my head down on my fluffy pillows. I was so physically and emotionally drained by what had happened to me today. It was currently about 6:15 and I needed to take a quick nap before I saw Sesshoumaru at 8:00. As soon as my head hit the pillows, I was out like a light.

"Naima. Naima. Wake up girl." I heard somebody whisper into my ear as they shook me. I inhaled deeply as I struggled to open my eyes. I could tell from the scent that it was Sango who was waking me.

"Yeah girl?" I groggily asked, with a loud yawn.

"Sesshoumaru is waiting for you." My eyes instantly opened then.

"He's already here?" I gasped. I turned to look at the clock on my wall. 8:05. "Oh no!" I cried as I hopped out of bed and ran to my closet to pick out something to wear for our movie date that we had tonight. I finally decided to wear a pair of black jeans, a tan, flowy top, and my tan Timberlands with the heels. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror on my dresser and brushed my hair down that was currently all over the place. After about ten minutes, I was good to go.

When I walked out into the livingroom, I saw Sesshoumaru sitting on the couch with an annoyed look on his face. He was very impatient about time. "I'm sorry. I overslept," I instantly said as I gave him a big hug.

"Its alright," he calmly replied, "let's just go somewhere else tonight. We've already missed the start of the movie."

"Why don't we just go to the Silk Room then?" I suggested.

"Sounds good to me," he replied. I smiled back at him and took his hand in mine.

"Have fun you guys," Sango told us as we began to walk to the door.

"Okay. See you later girl," I replied, waving goodbye.


When we arrived at the club, Sesshoumaru and I didn't have to wait long until we were inside of the building. Unlike the previous times I had been here, the club was a little slow tonight. Even though it was still early, the club was usually more packed out on Fridays. Still, I didn't mind. All the more room on the dance floor for Sesshoumaru and I. As we began to dance, all of my troubles and questions about why Yura would take my necklace began to go away. It was almost like I didn't care at all anymore. All I could think about right now was Sesshoumaru and how good he looked tonight.

"I'm sorry I missed your practice today. I had to do some things for my father," Sesshoumaru said in my ear as I danced in front of him.

"That's okay. You didn't miss much," I replied.

"You know, you smell really good tonight."

"Thanks, but you look even better."

"Are you hitting on me, Naima?"

"When do I not hit on you?"

"Mmm," I could hear Sesshoumaru smirk. I turned around and began to dance face to face with him. I grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him closer to me as I began to grind on him a little more. He slightly raised an eyebrow and his smirk grew. I smirked back before turning back around. I began to swing my hips a little more to the rhythm and eventually began to slow wind against him. Sesshoumaru placed his hands on my waist and pulled me closer, resting his head on my shoulder. "Why do I get the feeling that you want me to take you home?" I grinned evily as I allowed my fingers to roam his hair.

"Why, whatever gave you that idea? It seems like you're the one who wants to take me home." I could feel him stiffen against the back of my jeans.

"Its all your fault," he whispered to me. I giggled back at him. I stepped forward to put some space between us and turned around to look at him in his beautiful golden eyes.

"I'm ready when you are," I said, taking his hand.

"Let's go then," he replied as he led me out of the club and began to drive back to my apartment.


Naraku's POV

"Are you sure that you don't want to stay at my house with me and have a little fun?" Tsubaki asked me while I was driving us back to my house in my truck. I smiled at her as I watched the road.

"No my dear. I told you that I had to study. Maybe later."

"How come you couldn't study at my place?"

"Because all of my books are at mine."

"You could have borrowed mine." I took my eyes off the road for a second, and gave her a amused look. "You must really want me in your bed, huh?" She gave me an evil grin.

"Who wouldn't?" I chuckled a bit.

"Such a naughty thing. I'm sorry my dear, but business always comes before pleasure. We can always finish up things in my room, though." She sighed deeply.

"Yeah I guess so." I slightly raised my eyebrows at her response. She had never had any problems about me taking her back to my apartment, so why was she acting funny now? It was almost like she didn't want me to go home. But why?

"Where have you been all day? I've been trying to reach you," Bankotsu greeted me when we walked through the door to the apartment. I gave him a confused look.

"You have?"

"Yes. I called you like five times." I pulled my cell phone out of my jacket and looked at it. It was turned off. 'I don't remember turning this off,' I thought to myself.

"My bad dude. I guess I accidentally turned my cell off," I told him. Bankotsu crossed his arms and breifly looked at Tsubaki.

"Yes. I guess you did accidentally turn it off." Okay, his last statement really confused me. Why did he give Tsubaki that suspicious look just now?

"What's going on 'B'?" I asked.

"Nothing that won't be found out eventually," was his vague reply which made me even more apprehensive. I just shook it off though. I had to concentrate on my education for right now.

"Come on Tsubaki," I told my girlfriend as I began to walk down the hallway to my bedroom.

"Coming sweetie," Tsubaki replied, following right behind me.

Tsubaki and I were sitting on my bed as we helped each other study for our classes. She kept making passes at me, trying to throw me off task so I would hopefully jump her, but I kept my head grounded inside my text books.

"Okay, Naraku. What kind of poison do Saimyoushou produce?" Tsubaki quizzed me, holding my sorcery textbook. I laid back against my headboard and closed my eyes, trying to see if I could remember the answer. I couldn't think of the answer from off the top of my head.

"Maybe its in my notes," I thought out loud as I began to rumage through my backpack. I looked all through it, but I couldn't find the right notebook. "Where is it?" I thought out loud again. Then I remembered that I had left it in Naima's bedroom earlier. With that thought, I climbed off of the bed and grabbed my keys off of the floor.

"Where are you going?" Tsubaki asked.

"To Naima's. I left my sorcery notebook over there today," I replied.

"No!" I looked over my shoulders and gave Tsubaki a confused look.

"No? What do you mean no? I'll be right back."

"Y-you can't go get your notebook," she stammered. I completely turned around then, crossed my arms, and gave her an expectant look.

"And why not?"

"B-Because...you...you need to try to remember your notes mentally."

"Yes, I know, but I need to see my notes first."

"Don't go Naraku. Please." That last statement really aroused my suspicions.

"Is there something that you want to tell me, Tsubaki?" I asked, in a stern voice, now believing that what Kikyo had told me was more than likely true. Tsubaki just shook her head no.

"I just...don't want you to leave," she softly said. I sighed deeply.

"It will only take a few moments, then I promise you that I'll jump you when I get back." I turned back around and walked out the door, without giving Tsubaki another chance to stop me. I walked out to my truck and drove out of the parking lot, on my way to Naima's place.


A/N: Uh ohhh. This can't be good