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Love Goes On
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Love Goes On

Inuyasha Fanfiction

By Kittyonnails
*****

Opening Theme: It�s All Been Done by The Barenaked Ladies

�I knew you before the west was won,

And I heard you say the past was much more fun.

You go your way, I�ll go mine,

But I�ll see you next time.

Whoo-hoo-hoo- It�s all been done,

Whoo-hoo-hoo- It�s all been done,

Whoo-hoo-hoo- It�s all been done before��

*****

Kagome shuddered with pleasure and rolled her head back, exposing more of her neck to Inuyasha�s kisses. He wasn�t usually so gentle with her, but they both knew this would be their last night together. The next morning, Kagome was going to leave the Sengoku period forever.

Slowly, Inuyasha worked his way from one side of her neck to the other and then down. His rough hands slid inside her yukata above her breast and pulled the sleeves over her shoulders. He leaned down and licked her nipples, one then the other, like a greeting as he exposed them Eagerly, Kagome pulled her arms up out of the sleeves and laced her fingers together loosely, looping her arms over his head and pulling him to her for a kiss.

She savored the feeling of his rough haori against her bare breasts as he kissed her. Then he leaned away, trailing kisses down her shoulders in a loose path as he worked his way to her breasts. Kagome felt his hand slide down to where her sash still held the lower half of her yukata in place and intercepted it. Slowly she drew the hand to her and kissed the tip of one clawed finger, then swirled her tongue around it wetly.

Inuyasha understood her, he allowed her to guide him into a sitting position as she untied the sash at his waist. She could see his arousal even before she exposed it. With out the sash both Inuyasha�s shirt and haori fell away to reveal his beautifully sculpted chest. Kagome paused for a second, drinking in the sight of him sitting before her in a pool of red and white clothing. As many times as they had made love, this would be the last.

Kagome could not help regretting that much. Inuyasha had always been a wonderful lover and sex seemed to be the only thing they were willing to give each other freely. She stroked his velvety soft shaft with her hand, gently at first and firmer as she felt his pulse. Then Kagome leaned in to him, making little circles with the tip of her tongue across the head. She felt his claws slip through her hair and the light touch set her scalp a tingle as she widened her circling, drawing him between her lips as she teased the soft dark hairs.

As Kagome pleasured him, she could feel her own body responding to his soft grunts of pleasure and her nearness to him. The scent of his body filled her as though she possessed his extraordinary senses. Inuyasha set her skin afire as he ran his fingertips from her shoulders to her elbows, then coaxed her upwards with lust in his eyes. Kagome followed his gentle guidance pliantly as he kissed her breasts and positioned her on their futon beneath him.

Hot, hard, wet, and silky; he filled her, pulling himself down low so that their eyes didn�t meet as he held her. Kagome gasped and moaned beneath his exertion and held him tightly all through that last long night of passion.

***
Toei-Mita line, Sengoku station ironically. Kagome shook the sensual memories out of her head as she hurried off the train. She wasn�t used to such a long ride, and had fallen into her memories yet again. The thought of Fukunaga as a reincarnation of Inuyasha was too much for her. She had hopped on the Toei-Asakusa at Kuramae and was now walking as fast as she could through the streets, clutching Ichiro Fukunaga�s file to her as she scanned for his address, hoping she was still in the right banchi.

The address was a shanty of a dojo proclaiming kenpo and kendo as it�s specialties, or rather, one of three even shabbier looking little apartments above it. Kagome picked her way over a bit of broken glass and climbed the rickety stairs, gripping the rusty railing as they groaned in protest. The stucco was crumbling away and she could hear the sounds of someone watching TV from the first apartment as she clicked her heels along the narrow walkway.

Fukunaga was written on the slip of paper under the peep hole, and she knocked hesitantly, wondering what she was even going to say to him. It was extremely wrong for her to even be there, she could lose her job if Dr. Ito were to find out. Still, she felt compelled to see him, to find out just what it was that he remembered, what part of Inuyasha tortured him.

The door opened, just enough for him to show his face, then wider as he recognized her in standing on the dark walkway.

�Kagome-chan.� he still looked as though he wasn�t sure she were real.

�Fukunaga-san, I need to talk to you.� she began, but was cut off.

�Call me Ichiro. Come inside.� he stepped aside and she entered a dingy one room apartment. It was only six tatami and furnished with nothing more than a desk, two cushions, and a bookshelf. A sink and mini fridge sat in the corner opposite the closet. Had it not been for the unmade futon and the magazines, papers, soda cans, and empty ramen cups strewn about liberally the lack of furnishings would have suited the small space.

�Sorry �bout the mess. How about some tea?� Ichiro grinned at her, gesturing with the makeshift teapot in his hand that was really a coffee pot.

�Thank-you.� Kagome smiled a bit as she picked her way through the mess. She found her way to one of the cushions and began trying to gather her thoughts as he approached her with two steaming cups of tea.

�So, this is for real then, you were really there.� he accused as he set the tea and himself on the floor in front of her. Kagome held out the file she had brought, attempting to regain control of the conversation. Before she could speak he took it from her, setting it aside and staring her down, waiting for an answer.

�I was.� she admitted, sipping her tea to calm her nerves. Suddenly she was tingling all over.

�You really are Kagome, Kikyou�s reincarnation and Inuyasha�s woman?� he probed again, frowning with concentration as he studied her face.

�I�m not Inuyasha�s woman.� she retorted, feeling her sense of equilibrium return. �And how about you? Are you saying you really remember things from Inuyasha�s life? You are a reincarnation of Inuyasha?�

�Not things, Kagome, I remember all of it. I was born knowing you. I have memories of things I never did and senses I don�t even possess.�

�You remember everything? That�s highly unusual.� Kagome gave him a skeptical look to hide her embarrassment. Did he really remember everything?

�How else would I know that you have a scar,� he reached out to her side and traced his finger over the scar on her abdomen. �right here, from a nasty centipede bite.�

Even through her thick wool coat, his touch sent chills through her and she gasped involuntarily. How did he know about her scar, about Kikyou and her archery, and about Inuyasha? He must truly remember some things. She looked at him, still skeptical that he remembered more than a few bits and pieces of Inuyasha�s life.

�The Shikon no Tama, borne from your side. And the subjugation beads I wore - I mean - Inuyasha wore.� Ichiro added.

�You remember his whole life?� Kagome had noticed his Freudian slip. The memories were probably very confusing for him, no wonder he had issues.

�From start to finish and - I suppose - after that too.� He smiled at her and Kagome wondered what he thought of her, if he really did know her as Inuyasha had. To her he was a stranger, but there was something there. The thought of him knowing everything was not as unsettling as it should have been.

�But just knowing about my scar and the Shikon no Tama doesn�t prove that.� Kagome tested him.

He frowned at her, and she wondered what kind of proof she should ask for. What would prove that he really did remember every one of Inuyasha�s memories?

�Well, ask me something then, you�ll just keep doubting what I come up with. So why don�t you ask the questions.� He held his hands out in a gesture of mock surrender and gave her a look that dared her to doubt him.

�What happened to the Shikon no Tama?� Kagome asked, a little annoyed at his attitude.

�You shot it with an arrow and shattered it. We hunted the shards and Naraku, battling him for control of the jewel. Eventually Inuyasha defeated him with the Tetsusaiga and the jewel returned to you for safekeeping. After you left, Inuyasha gave it to Kikyou and�� He trailed off, seeing Kagome flinch at the mention of her former self. � that was the end of it.�

�Ok, so it was just us then. Me, and Inuyasha?� she asked, wondering if he remembered everyone else they had worked with on their quest. He�d answered the first question very well, and though she was starting to believe him, Kagome had a few more questions.

�No, Miroku and Sango were there, and Shippo. Anyone else you want me to mention? Kaedae, Kouga, Sesshomaru, Kirara� Ichiro pressed his fingers as an example, �How about Myoga the flea? That toady Jakken, or old Totosai?� He tried to imitate Totosai�s pinched face.

�Ok, ok!� Kagome laughed. �Guess you really do have total recall. That�s amazing.� He grinned at her. Kagome pulled her courage together for one more question, this one she didn�t know the answer to.

�What is Inuyasha doing right now? How is he?� She sipped her tea again to hide her anxiety as she waited for his answer. He frowned, sorting through the scramble of memory still clinging to his soul.

�I don�t know. Really, right now he�s dead and reborn- in me I think. But if you�re asking what happened after you left�� Kagome nodded, though his saying that Inuyasha was dead right now had pierced her. Ichiro sighed sadly as he began.

� I stayed on that farm for a long time, thinking that you would come back. You never did though. That shell of Kikyou that wandered the land began hanging around the village once Kaedae died, and Inuyasha started skipping out on taxes, making sake and beer with the surplus instead. One night, he got drunk enough to mistake Kikyou for you and she dragged him into hell with her.�

Ichiro looked sorry for the way things had panned out. Kagome stared at him, her heart breaking at the thought of Inuyasha drinking himself into a stupor and following Kikyou into hell. She had lived through two years of battling her memories and loneliness. She had pushed any regrets out of her mind and tried so long and hard to move on with her life, all the while expecting that Inuyasha would have done the same.

Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she remembered sitting in her room with her books, cramming her head so full of facts and figures that she had no more room for thoughts of him. It was the same. Who knows what she would have done if she had stayed at the shrine with her memories.

�It�s ok Kagome.� She let him reach out and wrap his arms around her. �I know he died thinking of you, and I think that�s why I remember. I�m just so glad you�re real. I�d always suspected that it was a past life I remembered, but who ever heard of a past life that involved time travel? And demons, half demons anyway. You being here proves that I�m not crazy. It really happened to someone else.� He was still holding her, and though his words seemed meant for his own comfort, Kagome was soothed by them.

�So Inuyasha is dead?� she squeaked, turning her tear-streaked face up to him.

�You still love him, don�t you?� Ichiro loosened his hug and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his free hand. �I always thought you�d had enough.� Kagome sighed and looked away.

�I had, but that doesn�t mean I stopped loving him.� She looked back up at Ichiro�s face. Now that she thought about it, he really did look strikingly like Inuyasha - as a human. She had only seen Inuyasha that way one night a month, in the dark with long hair. Ichiro�s hair was cropped short, and it was hard to think of him as Inuyasha without those eyes. Still, thinking back to Inuyasha as a human, it was uncanny.

�How long since you left?� Ichiro asked as Kagome pulled slowly out of his embrace.

�The Sengoku period? Two years.�

�And you work for Dr. Ito?�

�It�s a work study thing, so I can pay rent and get experience while I�m in school.� He smiled at that.

�Ah, yes. Kagome and her studies. What are you studying?�

�Psychiatry. I want to be a doctor, specializing in past life regression, like Dr. Ito.� Ichiro nodded, and Kagome looked around the room, wondering what it was that this reincarnation of her ex did. Was this what Inuyasha would have been like if he�d been born in her time? It was heartbreaking to think about Inuyasha. The small talk did little to sooth her. Kagome could feel the old wounds from her heart, newly opened, bleeding inside her. Inuyasha was dead, she had to get her mind around the idea, but all that would come were tears. They welled up anew and rolled down her cheeks despite Kagome�s best efforts to hold them in.

�Kagome.� Ichiro reached to console her again, concern painting his face.

�No, I�m sorry. I�I can�t.� Kagome stood and smeared the tears across her cheek. The atmosphere was too heady. Her emotions were out of control, and this confused man didn�t need her to lose it. Kagome could feel how her soul was drawn to his, and wasn�t prepared to deal with anything else right now. �It�s just too much. I need to go home and think this over.�

Ichiro nodded, standing up and taking the teacups to the sink before escorting her the few feet to the door.

�Can I call you tomorrow then?� Kagome could see the hope shining in his eyes, and realized that she did not want it to end here. She nodded, writing her number on the scrap of paper he offered.

�Kagome? What�re you doing home so late? I just got in myself.� Yanna peered out of her room at Kagome as she trudged in.

�Oh, Yanna!� Kagome reached for her friend as her tears gathered again. �Inuyasha is dead!�

�What? Kagome, what happened? He was so strong and healthy!� Yanna asked in surprise as she consoled her friend.

�He was drinking, a lot I guess.� Kagome sniffed as she leaned back to tell the story, � And then Kikyou showed up.�

�His ex before you?� Yanna exclaimed at the scandal.

�Yea, and she-� Kagome interrupted herself with a sob. �They died together, like she always wanted.�

�Oh, Kagome! Yanna embraced her again, �I know you and he hadn�t spoken for years, but still, that�s awful!� Kagome sobbed into her friend�s shoulder, aware that Yanna knew full well that she was not over Inuyasha. She appreciated the gentle words though. The last thing Kagome felt like hearing was how much she had loved him despite their breakup. Yanna was a good friend though, and she just let Kagome cry.

It was liberating in a way, to cry for Inuyasha. Kagome had loosed countless tears over their separation, but the idea of his death was so much more permanent. Inuyasha, at least as she had known him, was no more. As much time as Kagome had spent trying to forget and let go, she finally felt her burden lifting a little. Inuyasha was gone. There was nothing she could do anymore but move on.

�There�s more.� Kagome added once her tears had run out. Yanna looked surprised, but waited for her to continue.

�I think I met someone.� Yanna�s eyes bugged open comically in disbelief.

�Who?� she asked dumbly.

�His name is Ichiro Fukunaga. He�s the one who told me about Inuyasha�s death.�

Yanna looked skeptical.

�I dunno Kagome, even if Inuyasha is dead I don�t think it�s a good idea to get in with that crowd again. Is this Fukunaga guy from that same little town as Inuyasha?�

Kagome smiled, although Yanna had known Inuyasha during his time in the present, she knew nothing of their quest in the Sengoku period. When Kagome had followed Inuyasha into the past, she had told Yanna that she was going to live with him far away in his hometown.

�No, Ichiro is a Tokyo native, just like me.�

�So he won�t try to drag you away the way Inuyasha did?�

�No. I won�t have to go there for him.� Yanna had unwittingly hit the heart of the issue. Kagome would be able to have a normal 21^st century relationship with Ichiro the way she and Inuyasha never could.

�You wanna bring him to the club tomorrow night to show off? Everyone is there on Saturdays.� Yanna shrugged. Clearly, she doubted that Kagome was ready for someone new after her crying fit at the news of her ex�s death.

�yeah.� Kagome answered thoughtfully. �We�ll meet you there.�

�Hey, Kagome! Long time no see. What�d you say to a dance?� Hojo grinned a her over the rim of his glass of beer. Kagome smiled. Even though she�d dropped out of school, she had maintained contact with the same group of friends from her old school.

�Sure.� she grinned, letting him lead her out onto the dance floor. Nervously, she checked over her shoulder to see if she�d upset Ichiro. No, he was still sitting at the table talking with some of her other friends. There was no sign that he had even noticed her absence. Very unlike Inuyasha. She thought, but maybe he would be upset once he noticed. No sense in worrying about that now. She smiled at Hojo, he was really an awful dancer.

The song finished and Hojo led her back toward the table.

�So, this Ichiro is your boyfriend?� He asked nonchalantly. Kagome knew him better than that. He was not about to miss another opportunity with her if she and Ichiro weren�t dating yet.

�I hope so.� she told him, smiling conspiratorially. Hojo nodded graciously, still smiling even in defeat, as they approached Eri.

�Kagome, he�s cute!� Eri intercepted them and pulled her away from Hojo. �But I thought you only went for guys with tiger�s eyes.� She teased.

�I think I�ll leave the tiger�s eyes for you, Eri.� Kagome smiled, ignoring the reference to Inuyasha and walking back to the table.

�Do you need a rest or is it my turn now?� Ichiro grinned up at her from his seat.

�Let�s go!� Kagome was astonished that he wanted to dance. This guy really wasn�t a carbon copy of Inuyasha.
Around midnight Kagome was starting to feel a bit warm. Ichiro leaned over and whispered in her ear.

�You wanna cut out early?� And she nodded. It had been a long time since Kagome had gone out with her friends and they were drinking her under the table quickly. She watched him make the apologies and pay the tab, then followed him out the door, waving goodbye to her friends. Yanna smiled and gave her two pronounced thumbs-up�s that made Kagome blush even deeper than the beer had.

�Do you want to go home?� Ichiro asked once they were in the comparative silence of the street. �Cuz I could give you a tour of my dojo if you�re up to it.� Kagome looked at him quizzically.

�You�ve gotta dojo? Then what�s with the crappy apartment?� He laughed at her.

�I don�t own it, I just work and study there. It�s not my property or anything like that. The apartment is one of three provided for full time students. It�s free so long as I teach the younger kids� lessons and it�s better than being in my parent�s house.�

�So you�re a martial artist?� Kagome looked up at him with an alcohol-enhanced awe. �Lead the way!�

By the time the train reached Sengoku station, Kagome was beginning to sober up. The walk to Ichiro�s dojo in the cold seemed to finish the job. It was past midnight and she now could feel that the clear night was extremely cold. It didn�t seem to bother Ichiro though, he set a quick pace as they strode along the deserted streets, puffs of breath rising like smoke.

�And here we are!� He announced, pulling his keys out of his pocket and unlocking the door to the dilapidated building. He threw on the lights and held the door for her.

The interior was decidedly old fashioned, but the inside of the dojo was in much better shape than the outside. Kagome looked around the room curiously. She�d only ever been in the dojo where she practiced her kyudo. The wood floors looked as if they would shine like mirrors when polished properly, and the room was tastefully sparse. Only a high alter shelf on one wall, and a few examples of calligraphy. By the engawa, a shelf for shoes.

Ichiro helped her into a pair of slippers and sat her on a cushion he�d retrieved from the adjacent room. Then he began demonstrating a series of Kata for her, explaining things as he moved gracefully through the air. It was lovely to watch, like dancing. Kagome tried to keep her eyes open as the alcohol loosed it�s final effects on her.

The smooth lines of his muscular body were familiar to her, and Kagome found herself picturing his dance in the nude. It had been so long since she had felt hunger for a man, and never before for anyone but Inuyasha. He looked powerful as he slipped from one pose to the next in fluid motion. Somewhere he had stopped talking, and the only sounds were the soft thump of his feet on the floor and his breath, hastened with exertion.

Kagome stood and took a few slow steps towards him, she could feel the heat radiating off of his skin. It was beyond reason to give in to her lust, but she knew it would be futile to try and hold it in.

Ichiro slowed his movements, whirling around her gracefully and holding her in his arms. If he had planned this, Kagome didn�t care. He looked into her eyes for a moment, then leaned in and kissed her. Kagome kissed him back with all her heart. Nothing, it seemed, had ever felt so right.

Slowly, she melted into the floor and reveled in his kisses as he undressed them both. Kagome explored his body hungrily and was glad to find it strangely familiar. He licked her nipples just the way Inuyasha once had.

Kagome could feel her desire flare as he traced his un-clawed fingers over her stomach. She had to have him, her body was crying for him, now! He reached down, testing her with a finger and she cried out in pleasure.

Ichiro answered her cries by sliding himself inside her. Kagome grasped onto his shoulders as the waves of sensation crashed through her body, building as he continued.

Kagome could feel her own climax closing in around her when he came, pressing against her hot, hard, and damp. It was more than enough to drive her over the edge, she cried out, screaming.

�Inu-Yasha!�

Kagome frowned at the light coming in through the window. Her mouth seemed to be lined with tissue paper and she could not manage enough saliva to relieve the sensation. She sat up groggily as she rubbed the crust from her eyes, looking around the room.

This was not right. She was not in her own bed, but in Ichiro�s futon. She could hear a soft snoring, and found Ichiro sleeping peacefully beside her. She fought the urge to go back to sleep as she climbed out of the blankets. At least she was still clothed. Only her jacket and shoes were missing.

Kagome�s face flushed as the memories seeped back into her clouded mind. Last night, she and Ichiro, kata�s and sex. She must have fallen asleep soon after. Kagome did not remember how they got up here, or how her clothes got back on her body.

Tea. Kagome needed a cup of tea badly. She found the coffee pot Ichiro had used two days ago and set it on the burner with a liberal scoop of tea leaves. She needed strong tea this morning.

Ichiro was beginning to wake up. She turned from watching the water boil to see him smiling up at her from his futon.

�Morning.� He yawned. �I�ve got some rice crackers if you want breakfast, but that�s about it. I planned on shopping later on, while everyone was at the Setsubun festivals.

Setsubun. Kagome�s puffy eyes flew wide open.

�Oh danm! What time is it?� She spun around the room, looking for a clock.

�nine-fifteen.� Ichiro began to climb out of the blankets. �What�s the matter?�

�I�m supposed to be at the shrine to help out in fifteen minutes! Yayoi Ogawa is throwing the beans!�

Ichiro reached into the cabinet over the sink and pulled out a plastic travel mug and a strainer.

�Give your mom a call and let her know you�re running late.� He advised as he poured the tea into the mug.

Kagome nodded and dialed the shrine, rushing out the door as soon as she was off the phone.

By seven o� clock things were winding down at Higurashi shrine. The Setsubun crowds had come and gone, leaving only a few lingering worshipers and a liberal scattering of soybeans. Kagome yawned as she swept the stone walkway from the gate to the shop.

�Oni wa Soto, Fuku wa Uchi!� chanted a familiar voice, and a lone soybean bounced off the back of her head. Kagome turned to see Ichiro smiling at her.

�Oni wa Soto yourself!� she laughed. �If anyone here�s an oni, it�s you.�

He shook his head, �Not this lifetime, and besides, there�s a big difference between a simple oni and a youkai, even a half-youkai.�

�Oni wa Soto, Fuku wa Uchi!� Kagome threw a handful of beans at him anyway and laughed as he scooped some up, chased after her, and caught her beneath that fateful tree. Their laughter trailed off as they lay in the dead grass, staring up at the bare boughs.

�I think it was meant to be like this, Kagome.� Ichiro said solemnly as he watched the clouds float by above the branches.

�Even if you had never gone to the Sengoku period, I think we would have found each other.� Kagome scooted across the frozen ground and leaned her head on Ichiro�s chest, following his gaze up the trunk of the old god-tree and into the heavens. Silently they remembered their souls meeting there in the distant past.

�Kagome?� Sota�s confused exclamation stiffened her and she looked over to see her brother holding the broom she had been using, raising an eyebrow at finding his sister lying in the grass with an unknown man.

�Uhh, hi Sota.� Kagome answered dumbly as she sat up. �This is Ichiro Fukunaga.� Ichiro sat up too, attempting a polite bow and then opting to wave �hello� instead.

�So, Is he your boyfriend or something?� Sota wrinkled his nose. Her brother had always liked Inuyasha and although he seemed to accept their breakup, he preferred for Kagome not to see anyone else either, like a big brother. Actually, Sota was the bigger of the two anymore. He towered over Kagome by at least three inches, not as tall as Ichiro or Inuyasha, but still a respectable height.

�Or something.� Kagome attempted to brush her brother off as she stood up. �What�re you doing here anyway?�

�Mom wants to eat the roasted beans now. Guess you�d better bring your boyfriend. Mom�s going to want to meet him.� Sota shrugged as he turned back toward the house.

Kagome grimaced at Ichiro, but he smiled.

�Sounds fun. Your family is nice, and it�s been forever since I�ve eaten roasted soybeans for good luck.� He gestured for Kagome to lead the way.
�Twenty-Four!� Mrs. Higurashi cheered as Ichiro tossed the last bean into his mouth. �Now it�s your turn Grampa!� Everyone laughed as Grandpa frowned at the sparse scattering of soybeans left on the floor after everyone else had eaten their age.

�No way! There�s not enough left. It�s bad luck if I don�t finish so I�m not going to start. Besides, I can�t eat that much!� He folded his arms resolutely.

�ok, ok.� Mrs. Higurashi swept the remaining beans off the floor, she beamed at Ichiro.

�So, what is it that you do Fukunaga?� He waived his hands at her.

�Please, Ichiro. Anyway, I�m an advanced student at the Tanuki-Hachi dojo.�

�Tanuki-Hachi you say?� The name had piqued Grandpa�s interest. �Isn�t that place of some historical significance?�

�Well, the school is very old, but the building we�re in now was built in the 1950�s. The original burned in the bombing raids of Tokyo.� Grandpa nodded, getting ready to delve into one of his many stories.

�I�m sorry, but I�ve got to get going.� Kagome stood up from the circle. �I�ve got a lot of studying to do before tomorrow.� Ichiro stood too, getting the hint.

�I�ll walk with you to the station.� he offered.
They walked in silence until they had left the shrine. Kagome was still wearing the sweater and skirt she had worn the night before, but Ichiro had changed.

�I�m sorry about last night.� Kagome watched her feet as they walked.

�It�s ok. Better him than anyone else.� Ichiro smiled sadly and reached out a comforting arm to Kagome. She brushed it off and stopped walking.

�It�s not ok. You and Inuyasha are two different people. Sharing a soul doesn�t make you clones.� Ichiro drooped visibly at her words and nodded.

�I know it doesn�t, but sometimes I wish it did. Inuyasha was a spectacular hero who had your love, still does. There�s nothing in my life that can compare to anything in his. It�s easy for you, you�re a million times better than Kikyou. What am I? Just a sad little man haunted by memories that aren�t� even his.�

�That�s not true Ichiro. You are a wonderful person, and you have a soul brave enough to face many things much worse than anonymity. It�s not fair to you if I stay with you though. After last night, and today, I realize that it�s Inuyasha that I�m in love with. Not his soul in whatever form it may take, just him. Life here is nice, but a life without Inuyasha is not what I want.�

�But Inuyasha died.� Ichiro frowned, rubbing his forehead as if the idea was difficult to grasp.

�He lived several years before succumbing to Kikyou, right? I can still get to him if I go now, I know it. I have to go to him, I can�t let him die like that. You have to understand Ichiro. I do love you, but not the way I love Inuyasha. I�d say I was a fool for leaving him, but I think I�ve learned things about myself that I would never have otherwise. I know in my heart that this is how it should be, me with Inuyasha.�

Ichiro blinked as though a revelation had just struck him, he looked at Kagome like he was surprised to see her there.

�Then go to him, be with him, love him and stay with him. Do all this and I may have the chance to forget him, and you. I think you�re right Kagome, this is for the best.�

Kagome reached up and kissed him, long and soft, before whispering in his human ear.

�thank-you�

Ending Theme: Lovers In A Dangerous Time by The Barenaked Ladies

�When you�re lovers in a dangerous time,

Sometimes you�re made to feel as if your love�s a crime.

Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight.

Gotta kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight.

Lovers in a dangerous time,

Lovers in a dangerous time,

Lovers in a dangerous time,

Lovers in a dangerous time.

We were lovers in a dangerous time.

We were lovers in a dangerous time

La-la -lovers, La-la-lovers, La-la-lovers,

Ha-a-a-a-o-o-o

Lovers in a dangerous time.�

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A/N: I know some people are going to say that they liked the idea of Kagome and Ichiro, but tough luck on that one. The point is that just as Inuyasha loves Kagome more than Kikyou, Kagome loves Inuyasha more than Ichiro. Had Kagome and Inuyasha never met, they would have still been together. Just as their souls are destined to meet again further in the future. What a silly happy ending!
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Love Goes On