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The Lucky Ones
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The Lucky Ones
By Terri Botta

Disclaimer: I don�t own
Inuyasha. Sole copyright belongs to Viz and Rumiko Takashi. I�m poor so don�t
sue.

Rating: R for later chapters.
Pairing: Inuyasha/Kagome,
Miroku/Sango
Summary: Sometimes Fate hands
you a gift you never thought you�d ever get, and it�s up to you to accept it
for what it is.
Feedback to:
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Website: http://www.wordsmiths.net/Botta

A/N: Thank you
so much for your many many
many reviews. I have really enjoyed writing Lucky Ones. I will probably
write a couple of one-shots in the LO universe so be sure to check back every
now and then, although it probably won�t be for a couple of months at least.

Thank you to my beta readers: Diane, Kris and Del. Your
comments and input helped LO become what it is today.

Be safe all of you and thank you again for all of your
comments.

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Epilogue


The late summer sun kissed the mountains and warmed the forest as a gentle
breeze blew softly through the tall trees, rustling the heavy pine boughs
above her. Kagome opened her eyes and looked over the vast expanse of the
perfectly manicured lawn that made up the backyard until it ended at the
tree-line. Summers in Alberta were much cooler than those in Japan but they
weren�t nearly as wet. The days were long and many times unblemished by a
single offending cloud. The day had started out sunny, but now as evening
loomed the sky had begun to darken with cloud cover.


Lying in the hammock Inuyasha had hung between two trees, she had an
unobstructed view of the open area, and she smiled as she watched her eldest
son playing with her youngest. Yukio was rolling on his back while Ian
�wrestled� with him. Yukio was pretending to let the little one win and he had
his hands up in surrender.


The toddler had recently celebrated his first birthday in a bash befitting of
his � youkai status, although much of the reason bd sud such a big to-do was
lost on the boy. He liked his cake, found the wrapping paper more interesting
than the presents themselves, and spent the majority of his day either
sleeping or yanking on his siblings� hair. He became more like his father
every day.


From her comfortable place in the hammock, she could hear Ian�s giggles and
Yukio�s deeper chuckles as they frolicked on the grass.


�Nikki! Nikki!� Ian laughed, pouncing on Yukio�s back.


Ian was unable to say �Aniki,� but he could say
�Nikki� which for now was close enough. Kagome didn�t dare remind either of
the adult inu-hanyous living with her that �Nikki�
was a popular dog�s name.


�Argh!� Yukio mock
yelled as he pretended to collapse under Ian�s �assault,� and the pup climbed
onto his back to �pin� him down.


She suppressed a laugh at their antics. Yukio was so good with children. He�d
been instrumental in the raising of all of his siblings, often taking
Inuyasha�s place when the older hanyou had to go off hunting or away on
business. She�d often wished that he�d been a father in his own right and
cursed the haninfeinfertility. She had no doubts that Yukio would make an
excellent parent and hoped that someday he would mate again.


There were no prospects for him, however, and all of
Sesshoumaru�s attempts to fix him up with an arranged marriage had
fallen flat. Yukio wasn�t ready to consider mating again, and when he was
finally ready he�d choose his own partner. No, her best hope for grandchildren
so far was Miroku. Although a couple of her mated hanyou children were making
noises that they might give the newly developing fertility treatments a try.
Miroku was still dating Ayumi and things seemed to be progressing nicely. They
may have hit a small snag however, because Ayumi had called the previous day
in a panic. Apparently, Miroku had lost his temper and he�d frightened her
badly. His anger hadn�t been directed at her, thankfully, but it was still
enough to scare her out of her wits.


Kagome hoped that she was able to help her friend deal with the realities of
the hanyou nature. While often staggeringly willing to please and
uncharacteristically loyal, there still remained the thinly contained violence
of their youkai blood. If Ayumi was going to mate Miroku, she had to be able
to handle him when he went into a rage. Kagome had talked her through it,
given her suggestions on how to calm him down, and how to keep him from going
off in the first place. They seemed to work because Miroku had called a few
hours later to thank her. It seemed the whole incident had begun when he and
Ayumi had been attacked by a would-be mugger while they were walking back to
the car. The man had brandished a knife, Ayumi had screamed, and all of
Miroku�s protective instincts had kicked into high
gear. Luckily, he didn�t kill the stupid jerk, but he did send him flying into
the nearest brick wall. But even though he had his sword with him, it still
took him quite a long time to calm down, and he�d been gruff and ill-tempered
for hours. Being that it was the first time Ayumi had ever seen Miroku truly
angry, she was understandably caught off guard.
Yeah?�


�Phone call from your brother, sir!�

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�Huh, I wonder what he wants,� Inuyasha groused. �Be right there!�


�Hmmm, it must be important, it�s early morning in Japan,� she mused.


Inuyasha sat up and carefully rolled out of the hammock without upsetting it
too much. Yukio helped by reaching out and steadying the hammock with one hand
so Kagome and Ian didn�t flip out of it.


�Bah, you should know by now that Sesshoumaru never sleeps.�


�True.�


�I�ll be right back.�


�We�ll be here,� she assured him, giving him a sweet smile. She waited until
he had gone into the house before she turned to her oldest. �So, what are your
plans for tomorrow?�


Yukio gave her a Cheshire grin and folded his arms behind his head. �Well,
since you�re back among the working class, I figured I�d sit back, relax,
order a few bon-bons and a couple dozen cases of
ramen then hit you up for money later.�

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�What I wouldn�t do for a subduing necklace right about now,� she groaned.


He laughed. �Hey, you were the one who removed Otou-san�s
prayer beads. You have no reason to complain.�


�And I regret it every day believe me.�


�No you don�t,� he corrected.


�Okay, every other day,� she amended.


He laughed again, then sobered. �No really. I have
a meeting with the Clarksons tomorrow at ten to go
over the modifications to their floor plan. We�re supposed to decide on the
final layout just as soon as Mrs. Clarkson can settle on whether she wants the
kitchen to have a seven-foot peninsula or a ten-foot one.�


She gave him a wide-eyed look full of humor. �A big
decision.�


�Earth shattering. We�re talking about an extra
three feet of counter space for the hired chef.�


�Doesn�t cook I gather.�

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Yukio shook his head. �She might break a nail boiling an egg.�


�Ah. I see.�


�I know we need clients and Otou-san claims a high price for those who can
afford it, but I swear some of them are just��


�Petty, vapid, rich snobs?� she offered.


Yukio sighed. �Exactly.�


She nodded. �It�s the entitlement attitude. They have money so people bow to
their whims and they get used to it.�


nevenever did that and our family is rich,� he pointed out.


�That�s because we long ago learned that true things of value don�t have price
tags.�


�True.�


�Why do you think Inuyasha does so much work for Habitat for Humanity and
designs for lower income families? Everyone deserves a decent place to live
regardless of how much money they have.�


Yukio nodded. �I know. I believe in that too. I have more fun designing houses
for our volunteer work clients than I do for most of our full-pay ones.�


�They pose more of a challenge for you. Having limited funds, space and
resources forces you to be more creative.�


�Yeah, but the Japanese have always been very good at maximizing minimum
space. In that, I�m one up on Western architects,� he pointed out proudly.
�Not that I can�t design a palace worthy of Bill Gates, but it�s more fun to
do a 900 sq/ft ranch for some single mother in Peace River.�


She smiled approvingly at him and rubbed Ian�s back. �We�ll make sure this
little terror grows up right.�


�So he�ll just be a regular hellion and not a spoiled-little-rich-kid
hellion,� he teased.

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�Brat.�

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He stuck his tongue out.


�Oi! What are you doing
sticking your tongue out at your mother?� Inuyasha scolded as he returned from
the house.


Yukio lowered his ears at the rebuke, but recovered quickly and stuck his
tongue out at his father. �Coz I�m a rude, incorrigible hanyou.�


�Keh, hanyou has nothing to do with it,� Inuyasha
commented.


�So what did Sesshoumaru want?� she asked.


�He was calling to tell me that the malpractice case against Hattori has been
settled.�


The sound of the doctor�s name made her cringe. She had no love for the
baboon-youkai who had almost kd hed her and her baby.


�And?� Yukio prompted, his ears perked up with
interest.


�Well, he�s still breathing.�


Kagome sighed with relief, inwardly glad that he hadn�t been killed. True, she
had no love for him, and she certainly didn�t want him practicing medicine,
but she didn�t want him dead either.


�Hmmmm,� was all Yukio said in answer.


�And?� she said, urging him to continue.


�And he was sentenced to five years of prison plus five years probation.�


�Five? Only five?� Yukio gasped.

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�He�s also been stripped of his license and fined 28 million yen.�


Yukio crossed his arms and fumed. �That S.O.B. almost killed you and Okaa-san,
and he gets a lousy five years and a fine? Where�s the justice in that? I say
Uncle should chop off one of his limbs.�


�Don�t say that,� she snapped, shocked, but didn�t miss the look that passed
between the two hanyous. �Don�t tell me Sesshoumaru��


�He�s given me his word that he won�t have him killed,� Inuyasha replied but is ais assurances brought her little comfort.


�That�s no promise. You can still live without hands. Or
legs. Or ears.�


�Actually I was hoping for something a bit lower,� Inuyasha answered.


�Removal from the gene pool, perhaps?� Yukio
suggested.


�Hmmmm,� Inuyasha responded, nodding.


�I don�t like the way this conversation is going,� she interrupted.


Both hanyous looked chagrined and lowered their ears. She sighed and handed a
sleepy Ia his his father as she sat up.


�I know what he did was wrong, I d I don�t want him killed. I�m glad that he
lost his license and the fine can go into one of our charitable
causes funds,� she insisted, getting out of the
hammock.


�I have to be. I�ve been mated to your father for 450 years,� she replied.


�Oi! What�s that
supposed to mean?�

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She kissed him on the cheek. �It means that while I love you with all of my
heart, it does take a saint to live with you.�


�Oi. You�re no peach
either sometimes,� he complained, frowning.


She smiled and kissed him on the nose. �I know, and you�re no saint either so
that makes us perfect for each other.�


�Feh.�


Taking Ian from him, she nuzzled her mate and licked his chin, knowing the
sign of submission would pacify him. It worked and he nuzzled her back.


�What will you do tomorrow when I�m at work?� she asked him as they returned
to the house.


�Thomas wants me to come to the ice rink to see the new uniforms they
ordered,� Inuyasha replied.


�The curling club?�


�Yeah. Then once I�m done there I�m headed to Peace
River.�


�More Habitat work?� Yukio asked eagerly.


Inuyasha nodded.


�I�ll join you after I�m finished with the Clarkson�s.�


Inuyasha snorted. �If that woman lets you go before sunset.�


Yukio waggled his eyebrows. �I have my ways when I�m sufficiently motivated.�


�Feh.�


�Will you be back before I get home?� she questioned, entering the house
through the sliding sunroom doors.

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�I should be,� Inuyasha answered.


�Alright, I�ll be sure to be home by dinner unless something unexpected comes
up,� she promised.


�Just call me if you�re gonna be late,� he
requested.


�Okay. I�m going to put him down for a nap,� she said, heading for the private
wing of the house and the nursery.


�Okay,� Inuyasha agreed.

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Ian was already half asleep by the time she changed him into his pajamas,
lowered him into his crib and tucked his plushie
stuffed dog next to him. The toy came to bed with them when Ian slept in their
bed so it had their scents on it. It would help to keep him settled and
content until they collected him when they went to bed. She kissed her son on
his little cheek, made sure he was safely secured, turned on the baby monitor
next to his crib and took the handset with her when she left the room.


She found her eldest and her mate enjoying coffee in the sunroom and joined
them. Yukio poured her a cup and handed her the sugar and cream as she sat
down at the glass dinette set.


�So� what, if anything, i the the agenda for the evening?�
Yukio asked, sipping his coffee.


�Absolutely nothing as far as I know,� she answered, taking a sip of her own.


�I might work on the Tindall plans after dinner.
Deadline for the first draft is Friday,� Inuyasha replied.


Yukio nodded.


Inuyasha then put his arm around her shoulders and she felt him nuzzle the
back of her neck. �Or I might be lazy and just lay on the couch with your
mother all evening because it�s her last night of retirement, and I know her
too well not to realize that she�ll be putting in many hours of overtime at
the office once she gets her feet wet again.�


�Hey, I promised you I wasn�t going to do that,� she argued.


He snickered. �Yeah, right. I give it a week before you�re telling me that
you�re staying late to work on a case or that you�re rushing over to the
hospital because there�s been an emergency. I�ve been with you how long,
wench?�


She scowled and slapped him on the arm, but he just laughed.


�Dinner�s ready,� Mariah announced, coming into the room.


�Mmm, thank you, Mariah,� she replied and they all
stood up to follow the woman into the dining room.

            The rain
arrived during dinner and began to come down in sheets. Inuyasha built a fire
in the main hearth in the Great Room, and they retired there after dinner to
watch the rain through the tall Great Room windows. Yukio joined them and sat
in an overstuffed armchair to read while she and Inuyasha cuddled on the
couch. There was a comfortable silence among them broken only by the sound of
the rain outside and the crackling of the fire. She sighed, utterly content,
and let herself doze in her mate�s arms.


She was awakened abruptly by the crash of thunder, and she jerked, startled.
Inuyasha nuzzled her with his nose to soothe her as she got her bearings from
waking up so quickly.


�It is a bad storm,� she commented.

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�We�re safe inside,� he assured her, his hand lightly rubbing the back of her
neck.


�I�ll bet that last rumble woke Ian.�


Inuyasha grunted. �Where�s the baby monitor?�


She sighed. �I left it in the dining room,� she admitted.


�Want me to check on him?� Yukio asked.


�I�ll go in a minute,� she said, yawning.


Her son nodded and went back to reading. Two minutes later, just as she was
sitting up to go check on the toddler, Ian appeared in the doorway of the
Great Room with his stuffed dog tucked under one arm and his blanket clasped
in the hand of the other.


�Mama.
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