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Chapter List
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Chapter
25:
In
Conclusion
�Any sign of her?�
Sesshomaru asked Jaken.� The demon Lord
knew it was to ask too much for the young reporter to have survived, but that
was why he had his father�s kiba with him.�
He could revive her, but only if they found her body by sunset
tonight.� Otherwise, her soul would have
fully crossed over into her next life, which is why Full Moon Enterprises had a
construction team invade the once peaceful Shrine.� The noise from the loud machinery and working
men was almost as powerful as the stench from the decaying spider.� Most of the workers were wearing respirators
to protect themselves.
�No sir, but
we�re still looking,� the toad assured.�
He had been supervising the dig since it had commenced.� They had been working day and night clearing
the decaying body of the spider demon.�
They had barely struck the ground a few hours ago. �It�s taking longer
than expected because we�re afraid of damaging the girl�s body any further.�� Turning towards the mass of reporters behind
the barricades Myoga had provided for them, Jaken ventured to ask, �Do they
know what really went on here?�� They
both turned to look at the entrance of the shrine.� The reporters there were as loud as the
machinery, but the officers kept them at bay.
�No, and it�s better
that way, for the company, and for the world.�
�Yes,� Jaken
agreed, �Naraku�s actions could send our society back to the feudal ages, where demons and humans hunted each other.��
�How is my
brother?�
�They are
having trouble keeping him sedated. �He
insists on joining the search.�
Sesshomaru
turned to the setting sun.� �I�m sure he
does, but it would not be prudent in his current state.�� It had been three days since the defeat of
Naraku, and they still were unable to rejoice.�
�You can�t
come in here!� Jaken protested as a young man walked up to the God�s Tree.� He reached out and touched the grown bark in
admiration.� How quickly it had been
restored to its original grandeur after a decade of sleep!
�Let him be,
Jaken,� Sesshomaru ordered.� The demon
Lord walked to the intruder and spoke softly, knowing his stoic face could not
hide his heavy heart.� �We will find your
sister.�
�That is why
I�m praying,� Miroku assured him.� �The
tree regained its full strength from this fight.� I pray that my sister may as well.�
Sesshomaru
examined the heavy bags under the monk�s eyes and the paleness of his
skin.� �Sango told me of the paintings.�
�Oh?�
�What do they
depict now?�
�The forest
has changed into a shrine� this shrine, as it must have looked when it was
first built, well house and all.� No
people or demons, just the structure.�
�And the one
that was yours?�
�It�s now a
town, and the monk is surrounded by children.�
He no longer carries his rosary beads.�
�That was a
powerful weapon you lost,� Sesshomaru admired.
�It was a
heavy burden to carry,� Miroku assured, as he stared into his healed hand.� �I shouldn�t miss it, but it was a part of me
for so long.� I�d rather the burden of
this hand, than the loss of my sister,� he concluded turning to leave.� The day had turned to night.
�Sesshomaru-sama,
I know it�s too late to save her, but I would like to have a body to bury.�
�We will not
stop until we find her,� the inu youkai promised.
�Sesshomaru-sama!� Jaken�s screams caught their
attention.� �We found something!�� They rushed towards the toad in time to see
them dig out a familiar relic.
�Her gun,�
Miroku whispered as he took it into his hands and examined it.� �She only fired two bullets.� That�s how precise she was.� Two bullets were more than enough.�
�If she didn�t
die on contact, there might still be time,� Sesshomaru insisted.
�Don�t peddle
false hope Sesshomaru-sama,� the monk replied solemnly.� �We both know that there is no way she could
have survived the collapse.�
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Shippo sighed
as he rode up the elevator to the top floor of Tokyo
Central Hospital.� He had wanted to come
visit Inu Yasha sooner, but Jaken had insisted he wait with Rin in the country
house.� He had thought it funny when the
toad had dragged him into the limo explaining they were Sesshomaru-sama�s
orders, but who was Shippo to disagree?�
After the fight, Jaken had rushed back to the city and had instructed
the fox to watch over the girl.
Though he
hated to admit it, he had enjoyed his time with Rin.� It was easy to keep her sheltered from what
had happened, since the girl was more interested in playing outside than
watching television.� She also thought
Shippo was the cleverest fox youkai in existence.� Who could resist such a bright child?
The elevator
doors opened and he quickly made his way to Inu Yasha�s room.� He was sure the hanyou would welcome his
visit for one very important reason: he had smuggled Inu Yasha some fresh
Ramen.� He was sure Inu Yasha would
praise him, or at least not be mean, which was a big
deal when dealing with him.
�I said I�m
going home now, and that means I�m going home NOW!�� Inu Yasha�s loud screams filled the
hallway.� Shippo sighed again.� Niceness was an inch beyond the hanyou�s
reach.
�Mr.
Takahashi, I must insist.� You broke several
bones��
�They are
healed!�� Inu Yasha interrupted the short
doctor with bifocals.� The man felt
confident in front of the hanyou since he had two advantages: Inu Yasha was in a straitjacket[JAH1] and the doctor had a syringe filled with
sedative ready.[JAH2] �
�Unfortunately,
you are still emotionally unstable,� the doctor pressed, as Shippo entered the
room.
�Unstable?
Unstable!� the hanyou exclaimed exasperatedly.�
He had had enough.� Narrowing his
eyes, he focused his strength until he had ripped his arms free.� The doctor shrieked as he dropped the
syringe.�
�Then again,
you know yourself best�� The doctor nervously made his way to the door.� �I�ll process your papers personally,�� he screamed as he
rushed out of the room.
�What�s gotten
into you?�� Shippo demanded as he walked
into the room.� This was too much, even
for Inu Yasha.
�None of your damn business!�
�Well, excuse
me!�� Shippo exclaimed as he prepared to
use his secret weapon.� �I don�t get what
the big deal is.� So, they�re making you
stay a few more days.� You should be
grateful to be alive.�� Shippo dropped
the Ramen as Inu Yasha caught him in a chokehold.
�Not at all,�
the hanyou informed before releasing him.�
Shippo coughed a bit before turning to his friend, and without warning,
punching him. �Inu Yasha fell back in
surprise.� He could smell the fear
radiating from the fox, but the pup stood his ground.� Inu Yasha shook his head.� The boy was no longer a pup.�
�I don�t know
what your problem is, but you have no idea how lucky you are.� I don�t know why you would want die, but I do
know you won�t face it alone.� You
weren�t alone in that damn battlefield; you�re not alone now,� Shippo declared
while praying the hanyou wouldn�t kill him for his actions.
�Keh.� Inu Yasha stood up and walked past him without
attempting to harm a hair on the youkai�s head.�
When he reached the dresser where his clothes were supposedly kept, he
whispered, �Kagome didn�t make it.�
At first, the
fox thought he had imagined the words.�
But, as the canine�s silence progressed, they became real.� He tried to speak several times without
success before sitting down on Inu Yasha�s bed.�
Suddenly, he felt lousy for hitting his friend, even if the hanyou
deserved it.� Why hadn�t Jaken warned
him?� He would deal with the toad later.
�I�m sorry,�
the fox whispered to the silent hanyou�s back.�
What else could he say?� Kagome
was dead.� The one bright spot in the
hanyou�s life had faded.� The one woman
the hanyou had ever dared to love had gone where he couldn�t follow.� �I�m really sorry,� Shippo spoke as Inu Yasha
began to slam drawers open and shut, looking for his clothes.� Becoming simultaneously annoyed at the
hanyou�s actions and fearful of Inu Yasha�s state of mind, the young man ventured
to ask, �Do you think this is what she would have wanted for you?� Do you honestly think she would let you leave
against doctor�s orders?�
�Keh, the
bitch would have tied me to the bed,� Inu Yasha dismissed as he knocked over
the dresser.� �Where the fuck are my clothes?��
Shippo looked
at the broken dresser in dismay.� Did
anyone want to be in the inu hanyou�s path?
He watched Inu
Yasha storm through the door and stop.�
Without turning around, the bartender spoke:
�Shippo, if
you ever try to pull a stunt like that again, I will skin you alive.�
The fox sighed
in resignation.� He almost missed the
strange tone in Inu Yasha�s voice.� It
almost sounded like respect.
�And next
time, don�t be so damn clumsy!� That was
some good ramen you wasted!� he declared as he walked towards the nurses�
station.
No, things
were back to the way they were, with the exception of the added pain in the
hanyou�s heart.� �What do you mean you
can�t give me my clothes?� They�re mine!� I�ll leave naked if I have to!�
Shippo
swallowed hard.� This was not good.� Taking out his cell phone he dialed the
emergency number.� �Sango, we have a
situation,� he whispered, praying the hanyou did not hear him.
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The doctors at
Tokyo Central Hospital had found it
best to keep the inu hanyou sedated and in a double straitjacket.� Since he had been brought in five days prior,
he had done nothing but scream and shout her
name.� He had sworn particularly painful
deaths for any who dared intervene.�
After this morning�s show, the doctors, with the help of a certain
security chief, had managed to double the dose.
�It�s a
shame,� he heard the nurses whisper, �to lose each
other so soon.�
Inu Yasha
growled lightly.� He had behaved most of
the day, in part for the sedation, and in part because he had no strength
left.� Each passing minute was a cruel
reminder that she was no longer with him.�
His eyes watered as he took in the scent.� This had been her room once, and her scent
still lingered in the air.� How he missed
her!� He should have let her
explain.� He should have dragged her into
Kagura�s car and taken her somewhere safe.�
None of this would have happened if he hadn�t stopped protecting
her.� This was his punishment.
He looked out
of his window in resignation.� He would
never know happiness, or the soft touch of a companion.� No, he had thrown it all away.� If only he hadn�t let his anger consume him.
�Hello
stranger,� Sango greeted him calmly.�
�The doctor tells me you�ve been good.�
He made a
motion to his straitjacket before finishing, �Like I�ve got a choice.�� She walked into the dim light of the room
revealing a strange sparkle in her eyes, which had been dull since the
fight.�
�She loves
you.� I read her case notes on you.� Inu
Yasha growled at her words, but she
continued. [JAH3] �Whether you like it or not, Kagome Higurashi
was in love with you years before you officially met.� You should see what she wrote about your
one-night stands, and two-week flings.�
If there was ever an example of a jealous woman ranting��
�Shut up,
Sango!�
She walked up
to her friend.� �If destiny gave you a
second chance, would you waste it?�
�What are you
rambling about?�
�If, by a sick
twist of fate, you found yourself with the opportunity to see her again, would
you continue with your insufferable attitude, or would you live each moment?�
�Keh, those
things don�t happen.�
�But if they
did?�� Inu Yasha�s room was dark as Sango
approached the television.� The night�s
sky was barely visible through all the skyscrapers.� The hanyou kept staring out the window
without answering.� Sango turned on the
set and waited to see his reaction.
It was her
voice.� He turned to the television
trying to recall the program.� It was so
strange to see her face, to hear her voice, to be almost able to touch her,
while knowing she was gone forever.� Even the word �Live� on the corner of the screen seemed to mock
him.� When was this episode
filmed?� She looked older, more tired
than normal.� She was also very pale.
Slowly her
voice began to filter through, and he registered her words,
�Eri, what I
am here to tell you today, is something I have only shared with one person in
my life� the only man I�ve ever truly loved, and I�m afraid I might have lost
him because I didn�t confide this sooner.�
The truth is, the only man I will ever love- the only man I could ever
love is Inu Yasha Takahashi.�
The cheers and
screams from the nurses� area filtered into the room.
�It sounds
like you have been through quite an ordeal.� Eri�s voice was forced, obviously
reading her cue cards.�
�She�s
alive?�� Inu Yasha whispered in disbelief.� �But how?�
�I think you
need to wait until the end of her story for that,� Sango answered.
For a moment,
he was numb; for a moment, he was in control, but only for a moment.� His screams filled the hospital floor as he
bashed around trying to free himself.�
�I�m going to kill her!� he laughed hysterically.� �How dare she make me think she�s dead?� His
growl was more than deadly as he struggled with his confines.� The effects of the sedative dwindled in the
presence of the adrenaline rushing through his veins.
Sango pinned
him to the bed in one smooth move.� The
nurse that had been waiting outside entered cautiously to administer another
dose of sedatives, before quickly disappearing.�
�Inu Yasha, not even her brother knew.�
This was all The Agency�s doing.�
Now, stay still and watch the report, or I�ll sedate you personally!�
Sango�s words
had a soothing effect on the hanyou as the new dose of sedatives began to work.
The hanyou�s movements became groggy and uncoordinated, until all he could do
was sit back and watch.� He watched
Kagome tell the world of her childhood.�
She talked with tears and difficulty of the death of her family.� She spoke fondly of Miroku and their
friendship.� She explained Naraku�s
obsession with the jewel, and in part what had happened at the Shrine.� She kept her story quite similar to
Sesshomaru�s press release.� She
continued to explain how during the final moments of the battle, Kouga had
arrived in time to pull her out of the well.�
Kouga had
saved her, not him.�
She did not speak
of the Agency.�
�My life has
been difficult and painful, and I couldn�t have survived it without the love
and support of those around me.�
Eri hugged her
on camera.� �I consider myself one of
those people,� she went on to read, �and as part of the team here on FME
Networks, I want to thank you for letting us be part of your life.�
�Thank you for
having given me this opportunity to explain my story after so many years of
silence.��
�Is there
anything else you would like to say?� Eri pressed, a glint of knowledge in her
eyes.
�Yes, though I
have not spoken of my relationship with Inu Yasha, I do want to clarify one
last thing.� If it had not been for him,
if it had not been for my desire to see him one last time, I would have died
inside the well that night.� It was my
need to spend every single moment of eternity showing him how much I love him
and how sorry I am for having betrayed his trust that kept me breathing.� He gave me the strength to face my
nightmares, and to finally get over my fear of spiders.� I love you Inu Yasha.�
�Well?� Sango
asked as she turned the television off.
�What?� Inu
Yasha slurred.
�What are you
going to do about it?�
�About
what?� She lied to me again!� She made me think she was dead!�� Inu Yasha growled angrily.
�She explained that she
was out of it for four days after the battle!��
Sango protested.
�And today?�
�Inu Yasha,
she just told all of Japan, and part of the world that she loves you.� Doesn�t that count?� Sango was
exasperated.� Who could understand a
bratty hanyou on sedatives?
�Keh, she lies
too easily,� Inu Yasha mumbled as he turned his back on her.� His heart felt tight as he heard his friend�s
last remarks,
�Is it that
someone else saved her, or that you couldn�t do it that�s really bothering
you?� She knew him too well.� �You know,
if you let her go this time, it will be forever.�
Inu Yasha
turned towards the window and sighed.� He
was tired and confused.� Kagome was
alive, that should make him happy.� Then,
what was the growing feeling of trepidation doing in the pit of his
stomach?� Could he survive losing her
again?� Could he survive without
her?� Finally, the sedatives won, leaving
the hanyou in a restless dream.
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Myoga looked
at his case files.� Kagome had just
cleared up every question he had ever had about her and her family on public
television, except for one: who was her father in reality?� He had begun studying the files in hope of
finding answers and redeeming himself.�
It had been reduced to a search of dead ends that concluded too late to
be of any good.� Naraku was gone;
therefore, Inu Yasha should be safe.
The low light
from his desk lamp was his only companion in the dark empty office.� Most of the other detectives had left for the
day.� Only the night shift was left in
the precinct.� He wanted to leave, but he
knew he couldn�t.� He hated giving up,
and that was what this felt like.� But,
there was nothing left to investigate.�
All the evidence was too old, and no one seemed to care.
Dead or alive,
Taro Higurashi would always haunt him.
�Does it
really matter?�� The flea jumped in
surprise at the voice of the stranger.�
He looked up, surprised to find a familiar face from his past.
�You�re
Miroku, right?�� The flea asked.
Stepping
closer to the light, the monk nodded.
�What are you
doing here?� Shouldn�t you be with your
sister?�
�She sent me
here,� Miroku replied.� �She wants to
start a new life with no baggage from the past.��
�I assume this
visit is to intimidate me.� You want to
make sure I never approach your sister again.�
Well, you can rest assured that I�m closing her file.�
�But not our
father�s?� Miroku interrupted.� �She
doesn�t care about files.� She just
wanted to make sure that you were willing to make peace with the past.� It looks like that�s not so.�
�I can�t just
let go.� There are so many questions,
cases, loose ends... someone needs to tie this all together.�
�I see,�
Miroku turned to leave, but stopped to ask one last thing, �Does it all really
matter?� Isn�t it enough to know you were
both on the same side?�
The monk�s
words lingered in the heavy air.� Myoga
turned towards his desk, and he examined the growing pile of active cases, then
the much smaller file on Taro.� Was it
enough?� Maybe some questions were best
left unanswered.� �Yes,� he thought as he
filed Taro�s case, �it is enough.� It�s
about time the dead, whether living or not, be allowed to rest.�� He grabbed the top file and began to
read.�
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��Just get in the car!� Sango ordered as she
dragged the hanyou out of the hospital.
�I want my
jacket!�
�When they
find it, they�ll send it to you!� Sango assured as they got into her
Corolla.� The hospital had called the
security chief, informing that they were releasing the hanyou.� What they forgot to mention was that they had
misplaced his favorite leather jacket.�
It was now her headache.
�How can they
lose a jacket?�� Inu Yasha demanded.
�I don�t know.� It was tattered very badly; maybe they threw
it in the�� catching herself, Sango coughed before finishing, �I mean sent it
to be repaired.� It�ll turn up.� I�ll check with Myoga in case some idiot took
it for evidence,� she promised.
This seemed to
settle him a bit.� As they drove in
silence, Sango began to wonder what the hanyou was thinking.� Finally she ventured to ask.
�Nothing,� he
grumbled.
�Nothing, or
no one?� she pressed her luck.� His growl
answered her question.� �She hasn�t made
contact?��
�I don�t want
her to!� he declared.�
�Ok, but did I
tell you that yesterday�s report wasn�t filmed in Japan?� They had her in a safe house in China.� She might not have been able to contact��
�I don�t want
to talk about her either,� he growled
As Sango
pulled up to the bar, Inu Yasha was sadly reminded of the events from the
previous week.� The cleanup effort was
still taking place, and the streets were still full of debris.� �Why did you bring me here?� My apartment is across town.�
�Not any
more,� Sango explained.� �As a welcome
home present, we moved your stuff into your apartment here.� We made sure we were out before the start of
November to save you a month�s rent.� Oh,
and your brother saw fit to make a few changes, which he will deduct from next
months allowance along with the cost of the maids.� You know three of the four threatened to quit
five minutes into the cleaning if they didn�t get back up.�
�Keh,� he
replied as they walked up the stairs.� He
noticed the construction material had been cleared out of the way.
�Next week,
they are coming to install the elevator, which will also be deducted from your
allowance,� Sango continued as they walked into his apartment.� She was a bit surprised, but she hid it
well.�
The hanyou
walked around the red room with white molding and heavy curtains.� The furniture was mainly his, for the
exception of the dinning room set, something he had never owned.� His brother seemed to have similar ideas to
Kagome�s�
The apartment
looked more than livable, the only problem was it still smelled of her, and
what they had done there.
�I�m going to
let you get some rest.� You know my
number if you need anything.�
�Sango,� Inu
Yasha called, �thank you.�
He spoke so
low that she almost missed it.
�You�re
welcome.�
She quickly
made her way out of the building.� She
was going crazy.� She could have sworn
some of the decoration had been moved.�
It looked like someone had been there.
�Need a ride
beautiful?�� Sango stopped short as the
taxi driver stepped out of his vehicle.�
�I thought I would find you here.�
How about dinner?�
She smiled as
Miroku approached her.� �I thought you
weren�t allowed to hit on me any more.�
�I�ve been
offered early retirement.� We�re safe,�
he explained.
�Your sister?�
�Awaiting
transport.� She should be back by the end
of the week.�
�No, is she
retiring too?�
�Yeah, first
thing out of her mouth when she woke up� no wait, second thing she said was,
�I�m too old for this.��
�What was the
first?�
�She asked
where Inu Yasha was.� So, dinner?�� Miroku asked hopefully.� She turned to leave, but changed her mind.� Smiling, she turned and slapped him.� �What was that for?�
�I owed you
one, remember.��
His face lit
up with appreciation. �So, is that yes for dinner?�
�That�s yes
for pre-existing relationship.� I know
you are not quitting.�
�You know me
too well,� he sighed.
�And you don�t
know me enough,� she complained as she slapped him again.� �Dinner does not give you the right to touch
me there.�
�But you said
we were dating now!� Miroku whined.
�Not in
public!� she growled lowly.
�We�re not
dating in public?� he asked, confused.
�No.� No touching me there in public!� Sango
corrected.�
A sly smile
spread across the monk�s face. �So, do you want to go to a more private place
to decide what is appropriate to touch where?�
�No,� with a
quick turn, she was walking away.
�Playing hard
to get will only make me want you more,� Miroku warned.� �Damn, what a woman!�� He smiled as he walked back to his car.� She would make it fun.
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Inu Yasha had
raided the fridge, only to discover he was not hungry.� He proceeded to turn on the television, but
there was nothing good on.� He decided a
nap was in order.� He walked towards the
bedroom, praying his futon was still there.�
He didn�t need to break in a new bed tonight.
The hanyou�s
jaw dropped in surprise, not at the new king-size bed, but what was on it.� There, before his eyes, was his most prized
possession: his jacket.� To add to his
shock, inside his jacket was a naked woman� a very beautiful naked woman.
�I should have
known you had taken it.�
�Am I that
predictable?� she asked in a quiet voice.�
He sensed her insecurity and he smelled her fear.
�Just when
something goes wrong, you�re usually behind it,� he spat, looking away.� She might be a figment of his
imagination.� He heard the bed creak as
she stood up.
�I earned
that� Inu Yasha, I know I don�t deserve a second chance��
�Kagome,� he
interrupted turning towards her.� Her
blue eyes were watery, but hopeful.�
�I screwed up�
royally!� I admit it.� There were many things I could have done
differently� things I should have done differently, but I can�t change
the past�� All I can do is promise to do
rectify it in the future.� That�s why I�m
here� like this.�
�And the
Agency?�
�I quit.� I�m just Kagome Higurashi, now� And, I know I
don�t have much to offer you, but I�m willing to spend every moment of every
day for the rest of my life trying to make things right.�
�Shut up!� he
ordered as he walked away from her.� He
shouldn�t; she was only trouble, but her scent was so sweet.� �I don�t want to hear any more lies.�
Her head
dropped in shame.� What was she doing
here?� Offering herself to him in such a
drastic way?� Like dangling a naked woman
in front of him would make him forget the past.�
He could never forgive her, and she didn�t deserve to be forgiven.� She should just leave, but she had never been
taught how to give up.
�I�m not
lying,� she whispered.� �I love you.�
He felt his
heart tighten.� He couldn�t touch her�
no, if he touched her it would all be over.�
He smelled her tears as he turned towards her sad face.
�The truth is
that I don�t deserve someone as wonderful as you.� Her words were soft. She
took a step closer to him, followed by another until they were face to face.
�I made one
mistake, Inu Yasha.� I fell in love with
someone who was forbidden, but I don�t regret it.� I wouldn�t trade any of it for all the money
in the world.� I would do it all again,
even if it was only to be able to be in your arms one last time.� Her scent,
mixed with his jacket�s, sent chills down his body.� His brain threatened to stop working, subdued
by the drug that she was to him.� He had
to concentrate on the harsh scents of the chemicals.� She had obviously gotten the jacket cleaned
and repaired.� Unfortunately, the smell
of ambers was much more pungent.
He looked at
her pale, worn face with a hard mask of indifference.� He could see the bags, the worries and the
tears in her eyes.� Even worse was her
fragrance.� It was pure, unadulterated
her.� Regrettably, he wasn�t prepared to
admit or accept that she wasn�t lying.��
�I won�t force
you,� she finished, walking away.� She
couldn�t stand being under those hateful eyes.�
She felt herself die a little bit each second under their gaze.� It was too painful to know that the man you
love can only hate you in return.� �And
it�s all my fault,� she thought sadly.
Inu Yasha
watched her leave his bedroom.� That�s
what he would do.� He would let her
leave.� That would make everything so
much easier.� He buried his claws in the
palms of his hands to keep from running after her.� He could feel his youki demand her
presence.� His more primal side was ready
to forgive� Well, it was ready to forgive after he took his fair share of her.
No.� He would let her leave.� It was better that way.� No one would get hurt.� Especially her.� If she was no longer with the Agency, and
Naraku was dead, then there would be no threats for her.� Well, as long as she didn�t piss someone off
while working on a story.�
No.� Inu Yasha caught himself, ready to chase
after her.� He reminded himself that
Miroku was there to protect her, and eventually, she would find someone else�� Granted, no one could protect her like he
could, but he had to think for himself as well.�
She couldn�t leave him ever again if she wasn�t there.� This was the best way.� She could walk out of his life, hopefully
leaving the jacket behind�
Wait, if she
took off the jacket, she would be walking out naked for any man to see�
Kagome had
barely walked out of the room when she found herself pinned to the wall by a
hungry hanyou.� Her shriek of surprise
was swallowed by his hungry mouth.� She
relaxed as she gave herself freely, letting him take as much as he wanted.� His claws pricked her thighs as he pressed
her closer.� She grabbed on to him and
prayed she wasn�t dreaming.�
�No more
lies,� he growled as his eyes flashed red.
�I�m not
lying,� she insisted.�
He looked into
her eyes and lost himself.� He growled
lightly taking in her scent.� �No more
cover-ups!� he demanded as he carefully examined the curves of her hips.
�I won�t omit
anything else ever again,� she promised as she found it harder to breathe with
his claws raking over her smooth skin.
�I�m the only
one,� his eyes glowed dangerously red as he moved his head less than a
centimeter from her face.� He rubbed
himself against her, watching her squirm with pleasure, �You�re mine!�
�I don�t want
to be anyone else�s,� she whispered in submission, struggling to catch her
breath.� Then, with a sudden rush of
strength, she locked her eyes with his, and declared, �Don�t forget, you belong
to me as well!�
She barely had
time to see the hanyou smirk before his lips were on her again. �She drank from him.� She drank from his passion, from his life�
She drank from his cup, and he drank from hers.
With one swift
movement, he had her on his bed.� She
didn�t care how he had done it, just that he had.� He straddled her hips in a way that reminded
her of a game they had once played.� His
eyes had turned red then too.� She tried
to push away her fear.� He sniffed her
before demanding,
�No doubts!�
Raising one
hand to cup his cheek, she smiled softly and whispered, �That goes for you
too.��
The shock her
words gave him pushed the crimson from his eyes.� Placing a hand over hers, he took a second to
enjoy her warmth on his face.� �I have no
doubts.�
�You�re a
lousy liar,� she smiled.� �It�s ok.� I think we�re entitled a little bit of
uncertainty.�� He traced her face with
his claw, noticing how it had changed in the past few minutes.� She looked younger, happier and just too
beautiful not to kiss.� �The greater the
risk, the greater the reward,� she promised as she let her hand slide down his
neck and chest.�
Her touch was
as enticing as it was soothing.� It was his
woman�s touch.� The thought ran rampant
in his mind as he claimed her lips once again.�
Her taste was of ambrosia, he was certain of it.�
Looking into
her deep blue eyes, he decided he would be the one to protect her.� No one else could do it better.� He placed soft kisses on her cheeks and nose
before beginning a southern trail.� �What
happened here?� he asked as he examined a fading bruise between her
breasts.�
�The recoil of
the gun� it�s very powerful,� she finished, looking away.� Thinking of the first bruise, the one from
the destiny changing bullets he had examined less than a month prior, he
realized her injuries must have been greater than he first though.�
Taking extra
care, he examined with soft kisses the rest of her battle-scarred body.� The bruises from the chains were still strong
around her wrists.� The dark scar caused
by Madame Centipede taunted him as it rested between the marks left by his
careless claws.� He reprimanded
himself.� It would never happen
again.� Bruises and scrapes adorned her
legs from her attempts to escape the well.�
He sighed, �Perfect� you�re absolutely perfect.�
�You lie,� she
accused with a soft smile.
�Flaws and
all, you will always be perfect,� his words hung heavy around them as happy
tears formed in her eyes. �Silly woman,� he whispered as he claimed her lips
once again.
Feeling the
strength she had thought lost return to her, she wrapped her arms around him�
around the man Kami had created just for her.�
She pulled at his shirt, demanding the feel of his skin.� She needed proof this was not a dream.� She needed proof it was Inu Yasha lying above
her.
He obliged,
knowing he was feeding his own need as well.�
His hands traced every inch of her body, worshiping every
imperfection.� They made quick work of
the rest of his clothes, but he didn�t let her remove his jacket.� He wanted her completely surrounded by him,
by his scent.�
Deftly, their
bodies intertwined in the ancient dance of love.� The powerful beat of their hearts set their
rhythm.� With their hands interlocked,
they brought each other to heaven in a cosmic-like explosion.� Slowly, they descended back to Earth in each
other�s arms.� They smiled, knowing they
had never made love that intently.�
Perhaps, they had never made love before.� Even though he had not marked her, Inu Yasha
believed that he had gotten a taste of what the ceremony would be like.� He smiled.�
She would be his mate, someday.�
For once in his life he would be patient, knowing neither was ready for
such a commitment.� They both had to heal
before they could take that step.
It was a while
before either spoke, their energy spent.
�Kagome,� the
sudden question entered the hanyou�s mind, �did you come here naked?�
�Of course
not,� she protested.�
�Then, where
are your clothes?� I didn�t see them in
the apartment!� he protested as the thought of someone else seeing her like
this entered his mind.
�In the
bathroom, silly!� Do you honestly think I
would come all the way from China wearing nothing?� Rolling her eyes, she
smiled.� He was so easy to annoy.
Relaxing a
bit, he wrapped his arms around her, �How about I give you a reason not to wear
clothes altogether?�
�I�m
listening,� she smiled as he kissed her once again.
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After much
anticipation, here is the last chapter of BM.�
I�m working on the epilogue.� It�s
not going to be long, but I felt adding it to this chapter just made it drag.� It will tie the last few loose ends that
aren�t specifically tied here.� It�ll be
a short happy chapter.� The major angst
is over with.
I would like
to take a moment to thank my wonderful, amazing, ever so patient beta,
FoM.� She is amazing, and has outdone
herself yet again.� I have never seen
such a keen eye for detail, even in an English teacher.� You guys can thank her for the amazing job
she has done keeping this chapter as free from errors as humanly possible.�
I would also
like to take a moment to thank my wonderful readers, who, after a year long
sabbatical, were still here waiting to find out what happened next.� You guys are awesome.

[JAH1]Btw,
the other spelling is apparently correct as well (I looked it up), but I
changed this one to match the way you spelled it later on in the chapter�

[JAH2]LOL!!!
The image of Inuyasha thrashing around in a straitjacket is hysterical�

[JAH3]I
just added this to clarify that Sango is speaking (since �growled� can also be
sort of a �speaking word��). It�s not critical though � feel free to remove it
if you prefer.
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