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The More Things Change	By : inumom Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: They�re not mine, although I can dream, can�t I?

AN: Parts of this ending section were inspired by a number of sources. You can blame the tree house on both the Johnny Weismuller �Tarzan� movies and Disney�s �Swiss Family Robinson�--I always wanted to live in a tree house when I was a kid! The nature of the mating marks was inspired by an absolutely beautiful print from Kristin�s Café Press collection called �Red Kanji.� Check it out at Kristins studio.com (Just take out the space). Lots of lemon meringue here (that�s lemon with a huge amount of fluff on top). It�s been fun!

10. Ending

�Home� was a huge surprise to the human girl, though it probably shouldn�t have been. Consisting of a huge covered platform that spanned the tops of an entire grove of ancient maple trees, the house had every feature she could have asked for save for running hot water. Most of the walls were moveable so that strong winds and rain could be deflected away from the residents. It could be partitioned into anything from a single huge hall to more than a dozen individual rooms. There was a fire pit in the approximate center of the structure, carefully insulated from the wood of the floor and the supporting trees by thick slabs of cut stone. A large catch basin on the roof of the structure was more than adequate to provide plenty of fresh water for most uses.
Though partitions wee in place, only one area was actually enclosed by them. The southwest corner of the structure, which overlooked a small hot spring, had been enclosed and furnished with several trunks and chests as well as an oversized futon nearly invisible under the mass of silky sheets and thick cushions. The grinning hanyou gestured at the room. �I haven�t stayed here yet--not since we finished building it. These trunks contain a wardrobe for each of us. According to my pain in the ass brother, if we�re going to someday rule the region we should at least look the part.� He dug through the trunk nearest the outer wall, retrieving a kimono made of black silk and elaborately embroidered with the phases of the moon in silver around the hem and edges. The obi was a shining silver-white that almost exactly matched the mass of his hair. �Would you wear this after?�
She looked up shyly. �After what?�
He turned suddenly serious. �We�re not completely mated yet. You probably didn�t notice it, but I marked you and took some of your blood. You haven�t marked me yet.�
She was suddenly curious. �Could I see it?�
Reaching into one of the trunks, he produced a small mirror. Opening the haori wrapped around her slightly, he explained, �It�s above your heart. For the mating to be complete, you have to do the same to me.�
Studying the mark in the mirror thoughtfully, she noticed that it wasn�t simply a random scar. She was surprised to note that the tiny marks were actually the kanji that formed his name. �How?�
He shrugged, producing a small, sharp knife in a sheath from another of the trunks. �It was easy for me--I have fangs. You�ll probably have to use this.�
She shivered at the thought of marring his beautiful skin. �Maybe you should explain exactly how this works.�
He blushed furiously. �We have to mate again. I know it�s really soon after your first time, and you�re probably sure, but you�ll be a lot safer if we�re both marked. You have to carve your name above my heart while we�re mating--the closer to the time when I have my release, the better. Then you have to take some of my blood.� At her suddenly pale expression, he continued, �It�s not a big deal for me--you know how I healed before? Well, it�s even faster now. If you pick your moment carefully, I might never even feel it.�
�Exactly what will this do?�
He paced across the room. �A lot of things, actually. Any youkai with a nose will know that we�re mated. You can bet that it�ll keep that damn wolf out of our hair. But it�s more than that. It won�t make you hanyou or anything, but it�ll make you a little stronger, and faster, and more agile than you are now. You�ll heal faster, and probably won�t get sick as often. You�ll also live a lot longer than other humans--about as long as I will, I would think.�
She turned the knife over in her hands a few times before setting it on the floor next to the futon. Dropping the haori that had been her only garment, she moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. �So why are you still dressed?�
The sight of her naked body bearing his mark, the scent of her growing arousal, and the knowledge that they would soon be irrevocably joined sent a shock wave up and down his spine. Peeling off his clothing, he was taken completely by surprise when she leaped at him, knocking him to the futon. He reached for her, his own desire growing. �No,� she whispered. �Let me.�
He groaned as she straddled his body, rubbing against him suggestively. He gasped in a combination of disbelief and pleasure as she lowered herself onto his aching member. �I know it�s really soon after the first time,� she said, �But I can control the movements this way and it won�t hurt me.�
She rocked her hips against him experimentally, smiling in satisfaction at the groan he couldn�t quite stifle. She picked up the pace, watching his eyes close as he savored the fact that his mate could give him so much pleasure. After only a few minutes he began to move with her, grinding his body against hers. She moved sharply above him, and he howled through his release, never even feeling the tip of the knife as it marked him as her mate forever.
She leaned forward to lick the escaping blood from the shallow scratches she had inflicted on his perfect body, only to stiffen in her own release as the coppery taste filled her mind with images of an eternity spent together.
After they both stopped moving, she rolled to her side and curled against him.

*

Although the walk to the village was not a long one, the two used the brief time to catch up on everything that had happened in the time they had been apart. The hanyou was pleased--but not too surprised--to learn that the woman at his side had been learning both conventional fighting techniques and the precise control of her natural miko abilities. With something suspiciously like a leer, he suggested that they practice together, maybe placing a small wager on the outcome
She gave him a mock glare from under a raised eyebrow. �You�re getting to be too much like Miroku, hentai!� she snapped. �Exactly what did you have in mind for the terms?�
He made a great show of considering the matter despite already having made up his mind. �The loser has to grant the winner a favor.�
The young miko grinned broadly. �I know exactly what I want!�
For her part, Kagome was surprised and delighted to learn that he had perfected control of his various forms, and that he could shift back and forth between them at will. Naturally, they had to stop for a short time so that she could see them all. In addition to his normal hanyou and human forms, he had modified his youkai form somewhat so that he could maintain complete control of himself in that state. He had also gained the use of the large inuyoukai form that she had been resting against earlier. What really made her day was that he had managed to develop yet another form that was a simple variation on the fourth: a relatively large, amber-eyed, white-coated dog without any of the markings that would reveal his true nature.
This newest of abilities suggested great possibilities to her. By being able to change forms at will, he would be much more effective in their search for the shards of the Shikon no Tama, simply because there were places that his youkai form could go that the human members of the group could not. Also, she thought, he would be able to accompany her out into the city on their trips to Tokyo, rather than being stuck in the shrine or forced to wear the hat that irritated his sensitive ears no end.
The monk and the taijiya had been frantic with worry, although they understood that she was well able to take care of herself under most circumstances. Naturally, Shippou was thrilled at the return of his adopted mother, but stopped short of leaping on her as usual.
Kagome was puzzled for a bit. �Shippou?�
The heretofore silent figure behind her rested a hand on her shoulder. �He�s youkai, Kagome, even if he is just a kit. He understands what the changes in your scent mean, and he�s not quite sure where he fits into the pack now.�
The old miko had sensed the confusion and joined the others on the porch of her home. �Perhaps you should explain where each of us now fits into your pack, Inuyasha. Obviously, things have changed since we were all together last.�
The hanyou paused for a long moment, trying to decide how best to explain his inuyoukai heritage to the humans. �It�s pretty simple, really. A pack generally has two leaders: one male and one female. They�re usually mates, but may not be in a pack that�s really big. In a pack as small as this one, there�s really no other way to do it. The male leader is in charge of most matters, providing for the pack, defending them against attackers, that kind of thing, but the female leader can overrule him in just about every matter. The female leader takes charge of training the pups. Even if they�re not hers, she determines what they need to know to survive and makes sure that the best-qualified pack members teach them. That�s where Shippou comes in. I would never,� he said, fixing the kit with a stern look, �Take a pup from a female--that�s just asking for trouble. The pack members are required to help with the survival of the pack, each according to his or her specific skills and abilities, although the very old have few demands placed on them above sharing their special knowledge and watching the pups now and then. The pack members--that�s the rest of you guys, in case you haven�t figured that out yet--are entitled to the same protection as the pups or my mate.�
While most of them simply stood in silence, trying to workout the intricacies of what they had been told, Miroku grinned broadly. �Your mate?�
Kagome blushed and smiled. �Of course. Did you ever really doubt it? I think that the only reason we hadn�t done it earlier was that we simply weren�t ready. Now that we�ve both grown up a little, it seemed that there was no reason to wait any longer.�
Sango looked at the hanyou, noticing the subtle changes in how he spoke and moved. �Exactly what happened while you were gone?�
He flashed a wry smile. �I grew up, Sango. I spent most of that time with my brother. He taught me what I needed to know to be able to lead my pack. He helped me to build a house for my mate and family, and provided us with what we need to have a comfortable life. He gave me control of my forest and the six villages around the perimeter so that I can learn the rest of what I need to know. Then,� he said, taking a deep breath, �He made me his heir to take control of the Western Lands.�
Kagome looked at her friends for a few moments. �Could I ask you to do me a favor? We really need to go and see my family--they don�t know anything about any of this, and it�s been way too long. I�d like you to take care of Shippou while we�re gone.�
With a stunned collective nod, the others stood silently as the newly-mated couple left the small structure for the clearing just outside the village that housed the time portal to the world of the future.

*

The couple stood inside the well house. Kagome smiled reassuringly as she grabbed her mate�s hand. �Come on. We have to do this. They probably think we�re both dead by now.�
He still looked vaguely uncomfortable but followed all the same. He had no problem with facing down any number of youkai or oni but he was more than a little uneasy at the prospect of confronting the woman whose scent emanated from the house across the courtyard. �Maybe I should just go back home and let you and your mother get reacquainted.�
She pulled him into a brief, fierce embrace. �Not a chance. You can explain this much better than I can. Besides, why should I take all the heat for something that we both chose to do?�
Knowing better than to argue with his mate, he nodded slowly. �Let�s go, then.�
Crossing the courtyard, Kagome slid open the door and stepped inside, followed by her mate. �Mama! We�re home!�
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