InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness Fades to Dawn ❯ A New Beginning ( Chapter 47 )

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And here it goes...



A New Beginning


Even now it seemed strange. The dawning of this morning had brought with it so much uncertainty wrapped in its deceptive beauty. Tucked snuggly in her mate's lap, Kagome watched the bustling city of Tokyo pass by. Misery had stunned her showing up at her house covered in blood and bruises, toting an extra helmet on her hip. The sun's rays had barely peeked over the horizon when she found herself straddling a terrifying looking bike. Hell, she had blown up a security gate at the airport for Kami sake.

Then her eyes had met his, golden and wild on that early morning tarmac. Inuyasha had changed. The dawning of a new day had seen her coming face to face with a man that had more resembled a young Sesshoumaru rather than the delinquent hanyou from their past. Gone was the robes made from fire rat, replaced with the dark tailored suit, likely Armani. His rebellious hair was neatly tied back at the nape of his neck, significantly shorter than before. He looked every bit the respectable and profitable businessman she assumed he now was. Thank the kami his eyes hadn't changed. They were still warm and comforting despited the outward change in appearance.

Inuyasha had grown up, even more than her last trip to the past. She smiled lightly, thinking herself foolish in believing he would still be the same centuries later. Times had changed all together. Youkai now roamed freely in this new civilization, equality flowing undisputed through the masses. Midoriko had seen more promise in the events of the past than Kagome could have ever dreamed. She hadn't thought that Misery and she had done very much in their travels through the seventeenth century. It just went to prove that the smallest of actions could have snowball effects. Already she found herself liking this 'new' present even more than her former reality. It had always seemed so unfair that so many had suffered before just because of what they were born as. Youkai, human or hanyou; they all deserved to be treated with decency and respect.

“Penny for your thoughts?” A husky voice vibrated behind her in the limo. Strong arms tightened around her causing warmth to spread straight down to her tip toes.

“Just lost in the change.” She whispered back. Looking around she finally noticed the luxurious surroundings. Too lost in her tears she hadn't realized how magnificent the limousine was. Was this truly the type of man her rash and sword wielding hanyou had become? At least Shippo still looked the same as she remembered, relaxing casually on the other side of the vehicle.

“I thought you were never going to stop with those tears.” The soft voice whispered in her ear before warm lips brushed the side of her face.

“It's just been such a roller coaster ride. I was so worried about how you were going to get through all those years. I felt horrible for what I did.” Damn her and her feminine emotions; barely over one bout and another threatened. Again her lip trembled and her eyes misted. Misery was right, she was turning into some kind of drama queen. She couldn't help it though when it came to Inuyasha. He had already suffered so much in his youth. Having to endure so much at her request was simply too much.

“Feh. What are you crying about again wench? It wasn't a big deal.” He chuckled at the surprised look that came to her face. The suit and big shot appearance must have really thrown her for a loop. He was going to enjoy her reactions every time he proved he was still the same hothead she remembered.

Kagome was taken back by the familiar words. Somehow it seemed wrong; those words coming from such a polished figure. So strange that it was amusing and immediately she giggled at the annoyed face of her hanyou. The appearance may be altered but the man beneath the clothes sure wasn't.

“I'm glad.” She smiled suddenly.

“About what?”

“You really didn't change.”
“Why the hell would I change? I don't have anything to prove to anyone.” He grinned sheepishly back. That was a white lie. Until he met Kagome he would have sacrificed everything to prove himself. His miko had taught him to accept himself as he was and that she would love him no matter what. The only being on this earth that he would ever need to prove anything to was himself. He would forever be nothing more or less in her eyes but what he truly was. He didn't need to hide anything about himself from her or change to impress her. It was as simple as that.

“Then tell me Inuyasha, how did this world come to be?” Snuggling deeper into his arms she listened carefully as he told her the journey of his life from the moment she slipped from the past.

Kagome couldn't help but chuckle through the humorous tales of young Shiro's antics. The vivid descriptions Shippo added lit her imagination; almost to the point were she could have believed she had seen the events first hand. So entranced by Inuyasha's recollection of the past she barely noticed when they stepped from the Limousine and into the vast estate of the Inu-brother's native home. Settled in comfortable furnishings, Inuyasha never missed a beat as he continued the tales of the youkai trio.

The miko glowed with pride as her hanyou began to explain why the youkai and human races now walked evenly on common ground. She became enthralled by the detailed accounts of Sesshoumaru's treaties and interactions with the various daimyo. All moves strategically made to ensure a more peaceful cohabitation for the future. Her trip to the past had changed so little at the time but there was no doubt in her mind of the implications her past now held. Midoriko had been a mastermind of grand proportions in this beautiful new reality.

Shippo soon pushed his way into the conversation, weaving a romantic story of innocent seduction and eternal love. Kagome's heart filled with joy upon realizing the youths he described were no other than her sweet Sango and the optimistic lecher, Miroku. She laughed at the episodes she could remember from her former travels with the pack and cried at the moment the kitsune revealed the details of the taijiya's and monk's first child.

“What happened to them?” Kagome pushed when Shippo's story paused. She had been so involved in the pair before her that she had completely forgotten about the two people who had become as close as siblings to her.

“Damn two have been telling me what to do for centuries.” Inuyasha grumbled half heartedly before cracking a warm smile to Kagome.

“They're still alive!” She squealed. Midoriko had blessed her with another gift.

“Yep.” Shippo winked. “Sango has been so annoying these past weeks. I think she was having a harder time waiting for your arrival than Inuyasha. You should have seen the lumps she gave him when she found out you had been to the past again and he hadn't even sent word to her and Miroku. I think it took her half a century to cool down from that one.”

“Thank the kami Miroku knocked her up shortly after that. At least the baby took her mind off her hate for me.” Inuyasha rubbed his head, the memory of hiraikotsu's savage beating seemed so fresh.

“How many kids do they have?” Kagome wondered curiously, feigning no sympathy for her hanyou.

“Feh. I thought you missed me.” Ears drooped in a well planned display. He smiled at their own playfulness when Kagome lightly ruffled his hair and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead.

“I did. It's just so overwhelming having everything told to me at once.” Kagome sighed when her mate pulled her onto his lap and held her close.

“They have five Kagome. Three girls and two boys.” Shippo cleared his throat at the pair who were seemingly ignoring him. Although he appeared annoyed when a red faced Kagome looked back apologetically and Inuyasha only grinned smugly, Shippo was overjoyed at the reunion of two of his most precious friends. His mind slipped to other places while Inuyasha continued his original story of their lives from the seventeenth century on.

He too had been excited just as Sango was as the time for their reunion had grown close. The wind had been blown from his sails the moment he walked in on Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru only to find his beloved Misery's face on the computer belonging to the taiyoukai. Inuyasha had repeatedly assured him that Missy's and Sesshoumaru's love was mutual and that all would be well. The reunion at the airport had done nothing to alleviate his suspicions.

While Kagome had rushed into Inuyasha's arms, the couple so obviously in love with each other, the other two had left great distance between them. His eyes had watched Sesshoumaru with pained interest from behind the tinted glass in the Limo. Not once had he seen any show of joy on the carefully masked face of the taiyoukai. Misery had also worn a guarded expression as she waited behind the embracing form of miko and hanyou.

For a love formed in such adversity, he doubted the two really had any idea who the other really was. He couldn't help but be protective of the girl he had found bruised and broken in that hay stack so long ago. Hell, he had even thought himself in love with her for the longest time. Shippo would not give her up so easily. One look at her had him wondering for her happiness and that did not sit well with him. His inner beast began to vibrate as he recalled her broken appearance once more. Misery had been into something very deep before he had found her. Her ragged appearance on the tarmac had him wishing for something to tear apart. Before his temper got the better of him in front of his beloved Kagome he slipped silently from the room, leaving the reunited couple to Inuyasha's history.

Silently Shippo stalked the hallways of the ancient estate, so lost in his dark thoughts he barely noticed the howling engine that approached. Pausing at a tall window overlooking the well manicured entrance, he watched as the unusual couple rolled onto the grounds. Eyes skipping over the black bike, he thought Sesshoumaru looked rather odd straddling such a machine.

Misery pulled her helmet off, revealing long strands of tangled red hair. The kitsune had to smile briefly at the annoyed look on her face as she tried to pull a hand through the mass. Her face was still riddled with bruises and cuts which in turn fueled the rage that had temporarily subsided. Set in his determination to save her again he strode forward only to pause again at the next window. What Shippo saw this time was the equivalent of having a bucket of cold water thrown on him. A never before seen side of his taiyoukai was playing out before his own eyes; effectively dousing the raw anger inside.

Sesshoumaru brushed a stray hair carefully from the nephilim's face causing the girl to blush prettily beneath his fingers. Another hand gently cupped her chin tilting Missy's face up towards his own. Shippo was motionless as he watched Misery's hands come to rest naturally on the forearms of the taiyoukai. The kitsune suddenly felt very uneasy as the unknowing pair below him closed the distance and were lost in a sensual kiss. Besides being uncomfortable at witnessing the private exchange, Shippo felt a gnawing sense of guilt forming deep in his stomach.

Inuyasha had told him that all was well and here he had been plotting mutiny in his own pack. Sad eyes followed Sesshoumaru and Missy as they walked hand in hand towards the entrance. His mistake of judging too quickly had almost cost him everything. Thank the kami for small blessings. Perhaps a chat with the monk would do him a world of good. Miroku always managed to ground him after what had become dubbed as 'hanyou syndrome'. Spending so much time with Inuyasha growing up had left quite an impression on the kitsune. A quirk of sorts. Without Kagome around to reprimand the both of them, Shippo had developed the same irrational behaviour that had become so tied to Inuyasha. Miroku had coined the term to describe Shippo's outbursts.

A thin smirk etched on Shippo's features as he leisurely strolled down the hall once more. Yes, a nice chat with Miroku would be just what the doctor ordered. That and a drink or two of sake!

Inuyasha smirked at the beauty laid out beside him. The rosy glow from their last round of lovemaking still had yet to leave her skin. The thin sheen of perspiration added to the alluring affect causing his groin to stir once more. The moment Shippo had left the room he had swept Kagome in his arms and raced to his own quarters. Silencing her protests with fiery kisses he had relished peeling off each tight layer from her lithe body. Soon her chiding had turned to pleas for more as he had reacquainted their bodies in the most intimate means he knew how. He had paid close attention to the monk's boastful stories on how to pleasure a woman. Taking in as much information from his friend so that on this day of days he would lavish his mate with everything he had learned. The payoff had been well worth enduring the embarrassing stories Miroku had told. The dazed and smiling face of his miko had been well worth the wait.

Ghosting a clawed finger up a smooth calve, he watched in fascination as goosebumps trailed his touch. Kagome giggled as his expression became serious and he pretended to be a predator stalking his pray. Silently he crawled over her until his eyes locked onto her own. Nose tips touched as he smiled heartily at you.

“Koibito, you have made the wait seem so worth the prize.” He breathed.

“Have I now?” Kagome laughed lightly when he rubbed his nose softly against hers, so very reminiscent of an act of a pup. “I fear you have made my limbs into jelly and my hair into a rat's nest.”

“Mmmm, perhaps. I may know of a remedy for that.” Moving his head he buried his face in her neck, breathing in the thick scent of their union.

“Don't get anymore ideas Inuyasha. I don't think I can walk now, let alone after another round.” Kagome couldn't help but laugh aloud at the puppy dog eyes that looked back at her. “How about you carry your weak legged mate to the bathroom and indulge her aching body in a hot bath!”

“Still obsessive about bathing I see.” Inuyasha grinned as he effortlessly hoisted his precious miko in his arms and carried her to the massive and spa-like bathroom retreat. Settling on the edge of the two-person bath, he turned on the water with Kagome still in his lap.

“This is beautiful!” Kagome gasped at the marble floors and serene candles. The bathroom was the epitome of rest and relaxation. Filled with old world charm, she marveled at the little details that made the area so magical. Rock fountains strategically positioned around the room gave off a wonderful natural song to the room. A high window let in ample light and open as it was now, you could hear the chirping of the birds outside.

“You were my muse when I designed it. I had envisioned you enjoying everything this space had to offer. That and your naked body tucked against mine in this tub!” He winced slightly as a hand slapped playfully at him.

“Hentai!” Kagome chided only to find herself suddenly submerged in hot water. “Inuyasha! You devil”

Inuyasha ignored her sputtering as she reemerged from the water. He focused on her eyes as he stood tall and stretched languidly. Again he smirked as a deep blush settled across Kagome's cheeks. Women! They had just spent the last few hours exploring each others' bodies yet here she was embarrassed at his most recent display.

“See something you like Kagome?” He teased.

“Hentai!” She quickly looked away, ashamed at her own actions. The water around her rippled as Inuyasha settled in front of her.

“I never finished my story.” The hanyou suddenly voiced. Kagome looked up with questioning eyes before remembering how earlier he had cut her off mid sentence to haul her to his bedroom.

“That's right! I can't remember what I had been asking you when you so rudely interrupted me.” His mouth quirked at her before turning into a wolfish grin.

“And you loved every minute of it!” He chuckled out loud.

Kagome merely smiled along with him, settling back against the lavish tub as she listened to him continue. Trailing her hands through the thick piles of bubbles that had grown with each passing minute of the running water she took in each recollection Inuyasha shared with her. When he reached over and turned off the taps his face grew serious.

“Kagome, there is something else I wanted to tell you. I'm not sure how to begin but strange memories plagued my dreams for years after you left. So much so that I finally lost it one night in a sake haze with Miroku. The startling thing being that both he and Sango had very similar dreams.” Inuyasha paused allowing Kagome some time to process what he was saying.

“What do you mean?” Kagome didn't want to get her hopes up but what if her suspicions were right. Oh how she wanted to be right on this one.

“For the longest time we thought it was some kind of coincidence. Yet we knew though that Miroku's and Sango's immortality had to be explained somehow. Then one night all three of us were sitting around the campfire when it just hit us. The first time you left, Midoriko, the trip to the future and everything that occurred after that. It was as if some curtain had been lifted on this missing piece of our lives. Sure, not everything is clear. In fact other than coming through the well it's pretty blurry. The point being that we remembered something of coming to your time.” Inuyasha's tried to explain.

“You remember?” Kagome breathed.

“Sort of. At first, all we knew for sure was that Midoriko had sent us to the future, forever altering Miroku and Sango. As centuries passed we would remember a little more. I think that our memories were designed so that any information that might impact the past was locked away until it didn't matter.”

“I don't understand.”

“For example, Miroku and Sango couldn't remember anything about Misery until this past week. I think that was so that nothing would occur that would link Missy and Sesshoumaru before it was their time. When I was on the plane heading back to Tokyo all the missing pieces fell into place. I remembered everything.” Inuyasha concentrated on keeping his voice even despite the surge of emotions he felt inside.

“Everything? You mean about Mama, Souta, and Jii-chan? About the island and Tokyo being raised in a sea of fire?” Kagome whimpered, tears falling down her face.

“Everything Kagome. Miroku and Sango too. I wish I'd have known sooner but I'm just glad to have recalled it at all.” The hanyou was suddenly overtaken by the arms of a trembling girl. Kagome held him closely not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She opted instead to just hold him closely until the storm of emotions passed.

So much had happened between them those months ago and she had feared it all lost. Inuyasha and she had bonded through her hardships. Together they had seen the rising of their future and the dawning of a new beginning. When he had vanished from her life she had worried that all the important moments they had shared had filtered into thin air with him. Their first night together, the trials of the battle with Cernonnus and the laughs they had shared on the island. To have it all gifted back to her was surreal.

“Kami Kagome, it feels so right to have you back in my arms.” Inuyasha was well aware of what was running through the miko's mind. To have any memories of his brief time in the future was nothing short of a miracle. In the deepest depths of his soul he thanked the ancient who had granted him with such fortune. Midoriko had made his dreams come true by allowing him to spend the rest of his life with the most amazing person.

“What of Shippo and Sesshoumaru then?” Kagome wondered the implications of the others memories.

“As far as I know, nothing. To them, those events never happened.” Perplexed by the conundrum he sighed deeply and rested his head on Kagome's.

“Let's not dwell on that. I'm just so happy to be with you. Misery will understand if he doesn't remember. In fact I doubt she even considered the possibility. For the most part it would seem as though this reality hasn't changed much except for the fact that youkai are now a part of it. I imagine I attended the same school, had the same friends and still was a normal girl. You said it before that there were still world wars, plagues and everything else I remember from history class. Just a few more names added to the text books that's all.

“Feh. I guess you are probably right.” Sheepishly he grinned at her. “Now turn around and I'll wash your back.”

Sensual massage, as it so often did, led from the innocence of bathing to hot and heavy caresses. Soon Kagome found herself pressed against the hard muscles, her bare back tickled by the soft fur of a bedroom throw. Deep growls vibrated against her throat causing a full body shiver to erupt from deep within her. This was nothing like before. Gone where his shaky and unsure hands, replaced with confident and sturdy fingers. He was so in tune with her that in a matter of moments she was standing on the precipice of her desire. Not one to shy away from adventure she did not hesitate launching into the madness that had seemingly come to consume the both of them.

Hours would pass before the two sought refuge from their self inflicted fatigue in the soft comfort of Inuyasha's bed. Kagome hadn't even the energy to return the sweet kiss her lover offered as he wrapped her securely in his arms. All felt right in her world. Her family had been returned to her, the jewel's evil influence removed from the universe, new and old friends reunited and her one and only true love was resting carefree beside her.

So much had happened from the very first time she had been pulled through the well by Mistress Centipede until this blissful moment. A miko from the present who had become emerged in the struggles of the feudal era. Youkai and human friends alike had enriched her life in ways she could have never imagined. She had formed sisterly bonds with both Sango and Misery. Found a maternal instinct in her relationship with Shippo. A deep spiritual connection with Miroku and lastly an unbreakable love with a hanyou whom no one else had bothered to show any kindness.

A tale straight out of some crazy story book. Kagome smiled thinking of the simple absurdness that surrounded her own life. She cared not if anyone would ever believe her, for in her arms was the only person that would ever matter and he had seen it with his own eyes. An inner peace settled deep in her soul and closing her eyes she slipped into a rejuvenating slumber.


Misery stared down at the hand that grasped so tightly to her own. Blindly she followed where Sesshoumaru led, uncertain of their destination but knowing she wanted to be wherever he was. Eyes squinted when two doors opened, bathing the dark corridor in bright sunlight. To her surprise she found herself tripping effortlessly into a world she knew all too well. All around her loomed the vast expanse of the youkai brothers' gardens. The identical garden on Sesshoumaru's estate from the time she had first met him. Drawing to a halt her eyes were riveted on a tall tree, its natural perfection recently marred with what she could only describe as a lightning strike. Teary eyed she traced the burnt flesh of the tree.

Sesshoumaru watched with guarded eyes Misery's response to her surroundings. “A few months ago it was scarred in a wicked storm.”

“You've got to be kidding me.” Whispering beneath her breath she took another hasty look around her. Everything was exactly as she could recall. Right down to the pebbled pathway that he had carried her across after the incident in the lab. How could it be possible that the tree under which she had tied her soul to his would be hit by lightening in a storm so similar to the one her own inner turmoil had created?

“What is it?” A strong hand rested on her shoulder. When she did not answer he continued. “This place has always reminded me so much of you. The night of the storm I was plagued with strange visions of you and I.”

“Do you know what this place is?” She asked quietly, vision still fixed on the scorch marks.

“Explain it to me.” He pushed lightly.

“Underneath these branches I begged for your salvation, giving you my entirety in a storm of raw emotion. Lightening struck just as you kissed me.” Silver eyes as blustery as the day in question stared at the taiyoukai.

“Why would I kiss you after you purposely blew me up?” He asked offhand, luring her along his path of questioning.

“Oh get off it! I had the signs up that stated clearly it was unsafe to enter! You just had to be an idiot and ignore the warnings.” Poking a finger in his chest, realization dawned on her. Taking a step back she searched his face in desperation. “What did you say?”
“So my visions held some truth. Tell me then, do you have a preference for sandy beaches?” He quirked an eyebrow and was soon rewarded with a crimson blush followed by angry eyes.

“What beach?!” She demanded haughtily crossing her arms and feigning ignorance. The memory of their first night of lovemaking on that sandy beach made her blood run hot. Turning away to recover she suddenly found herself slung helplessly over Sesshoumaru's strong shoulder. She screamed louder when a loud crack sounded from his hand across her backside.

“And what of your behaviour in front of young and impressionable soldiers.” He smirked at Missy's futile efforts to defend herself.

“Why you arrogant ass! Let me down you over grown baboon. When I get down I'm gonna kick your ass! I swear to god Sesshoumaru... I won't be easy on you.”

“That's what I'm hoping for.”

Misery let out a breath of air as she was unceremoniously dumped on what she could only assumed was the Lord's bed. Looking around the room she was again astonished to find that little had changed in it from the time she remembered being behind these walls.

“What is the meaning of this?” Shuffling herself up against the headboard she scanned the room for differences, something to assure her that she wasn't losing her mind. How could any of this be possible? The same estate, the same garden... hell, even the damn tree was the same. Impossible she thought. This a strange dream and she would wake up back in Shippo's condo. That had to be it. One too many hits on the head from her fight with Cernonnus.

“Oh god!” She suddenly blurted out. Startling Sesshoumaru who had come to rest against the wall. “I'm dead! That has to be it! That bastard won?”

“Pardon?”

“Cernonnus! I can't believe that reincarnation of evil bested me. This is some twisted form of the afterworld.” More pissed off than frantic she left the bed to begin pacing the floors.

“Are you simple?” Sesshoumaru asked, puzzled by the odd ramblings of the disillusioned female that was for all purposes walking a hole in his antique rugs.

“I'm dead! That is the only reasonable explanation!” Spinning on her heels, Misery ran right into the impassive frame of the estate's Lord. A steely grip soon had her sitting once more on the bed.

“Fool. You are not dead. I was simply trying to determine whether or not any of the visions I had that night had any substance to them. Gauging from your ridiculous reaction to the test I must conclude that the visions indeed hold true. Furthermore, since the visions are in fact truth I must ask you one further question.” Sesshoumaru gave Misery little chance to respond before sinking to the floor at her feet. His grip tightened even more as the beast again reacted to the battled bruised face of the woman before him. His eyes rimmed red as he vibrated before her. “Why the hell did you take on that monster by yourself?”

No words came out when she opened her mouth to respond. What could she say? He had just admitted to somehow having memories of a time he truly never existed in. His wrath regarding her appearance she could handle. His admission of his visions she could not. Trembling before him she tried to speak again. Her ears only detected the gasps and sobs as her vision began to blur.

“Shit.” The curse sounded strange falling from his lips but she couldn't even come up with a retort through the blubbering and tears.

Sesshoumaru felt like hitting himself for his rash behaviour. He had just sprung a bomb on her and then scared her half to death with his youki. Letting go of her arms he came to sit beside her. Drawing a ragged breath and a hand through his hair, he tried to soothe her the best he could. He let out a sigh of relief when her breathing slowed and the river of tears ebbed.

“My sincerest apologies.” He offered as penance for his actions.

“How can it be that you have memories of a time and place you have never been?” The voice that came from her lips sounded defeated even though in her heart she was overjoyed at the possibility.

“That is something I cannot explain. These grounds have been in my family for centuries and not once in my youth did anything here call to me. After my brief time with you I returned here with Inuyasha and only then did I begin to feel something. Inuyasha and I spent many hours just before dark in that garden. The one place we found comfort through the lonely years. The tree in the center often conjured images of you if I sat beneath its boughs. The connection grew stronger with each passing year. A few months ago I was inexplicably drawn here after a overextended business trip. Suddenly I found myself engulfed in a storm and in the chaos was bombarded with visions of you.” He paused to gather his thoughts. “I have no explanation Misery but I assure you that I remember something of our first meeting.”

“No one else knew about the beach so I have to believe you.” Misery gave into the unknown and just let it ride. Her sanity had taken enough of a beating the past few years.

“Tell me then how you come to be such a wreck. If I had known who tormented you I would have hunted him down years ago and given him a death he deserved. Drawn-out and excruciatingly painful.” Gently he urged her to turn so that they faced each other on the massive bed. Slowly he reached for her jacket not wanting to scare her anymore. When she did not flinch at his touch he worked the leather from her shoulders and down her arms. Unable to control the beast inside his eyes again flooded red at the gashes that marred her delicate flesh. The battle she had fought must have been terrible indeed. Jacket aside it took little effort to remove the torn remnants of what had been her shirt. With each progressive layer that came off, his youki surged.

Clad only in her underwear, Misery sat on the bed waiting for her scolding. No words came from the taiyoukai that vibrated before her in sheer rage. Silently he stalked away disappearing into what she remembered as the master en-suite. Her heart skipped when she heard glass shatter in the next room. The bedroom grew eerily silent and when she thought she could bare no more the gentle sound of running water soothed her frazzled nerves. Sesshoumaru reemerged, a bloodied towel wrapped around his fist.

“Come.” He growled. One look and she could tell he was still struggling with his temper. Abiding by his wishes she quickly moved through the room and into the adjoining bathroom. The large mirror that had formerly adorned the far wall was a mess of shattered pieces. Glancing over her shoulder her eyes met fierce amber. Gone was the crimson hue that had tainted them moments before.

“Are you alright?” She chanced as she began to wonder whom he was truly angry with.

“I'm fine. Undress and get into the bath. You smell of blood and that vile creature.” He turned to give her some privacy as she shed the thin layers of fabric. When he heard her settle into the depths of water he turned back to her.

“Sesshoumaru?” Misery questioned again as her eyes fell on his bleeding fist. What the hell had possessed him to smash the mirror. Normally he would have yelled at her and that would have been it.

“I apologize again.” He offered no explanation as he pulled a washcloth and foaming cleanser from a cabinet drawer. Massaging her skin, he carefully wiped away the dirt and blood from her body. He felt relieved when after lifting layers of grime he could tell the lacerations were well on their way to being healed.

“I'm sorry.” Misery offered up hoping to ease the tension that had filled the space between them.

“What for?” He grumbled before tipping her back and wetting her long tresses. Playing the silken tresses through the soapy water he sighed. “I was not angry with you Miss. The thought of you fighting Cernonnus alone terrified me. I was angry with my inability to protect you. Shippo, though rather unhappy with our union, has recently informed me of some of the worst of your hardships. To have you returned to me covered in blood was the icing on the cake.”

“So you took out your frustrations on the mirror?” Misery quirked an eyebrow as her youkai lathered her hair in conditioner.

“Better the mirror than an annoying kitsune.” He grunted, dipping her head beneath the water before she had a chance to argue back.

In companionable silence they continued. Sesshoumaru tending to her slower healing wounds while she sat wrapped in thick towels. Only once they were settled on the bed did Misery break the mood. Drawing a brush through her still damp tresses she nudged her bedmate with the heel of her foot.

“You say you remember everything from before right? So if that is true... how could you want such an insufferable wretch like me?”
“Insufferable? Why thank you. I've been looking for the perfect word to describe you and I think that is it.” He grinned back at her antics, grasping her ankle and chuckling when she dared stick her tongue out at him.

“Insufferable my ass! Admit it. I am your reason for living! Your one true prize. The needle in the haystack.” She carried on, laughing at the unamused look on his face.

Growing serious Sesshoumaru pulled her close, trapping her smaller frame beneath his own. “You are that my love. The only reason for my existence. The light in my dark. The other half to my immortal soul.”

Misery's breath hitched in her throat when liquid amber eyes, full of love and desire, gazed into her own. Instantly her blood felt on fire, burning hotter with every inch that disappeared between their faces. When his lips brushed lightly against hers and she moaned in anticipation. Letting her mind go blank from the perplexing puzzles at hand, she focused on the amazing sensations flooding through her body. Two bodies fused together in a sensual dance of touch and taste. Two souls reunited in a time not so different than before. One heartbeat resonating through the tousled sheets and tangled hair.

Tears trickled haphazardly down a smiling face and for once in her life she cried out of happiness. All the pain and suffering was worth it if she could finally have her happy ending. For in a land far from her native Scottish highlands she had found friends, family, love and acceptance. A loner gifted with the wealth of company. When the sun would set on this day it would mark the first day of the rest of her life.


Kagome woke to a gentle knock on the door. Lazily wiping the sleep from her eyes she rolled over to find the rest of the bed empty. Frowning slightly she wrapped the sheet tightly around her and padded lightly to the door. Cracking it slightly she peered out into the dark hallway.

“Gonna stand there staring all day or you gonna let me in?” Misery's quirky smile greeted the miko's sleepy face.

“Missy!” Kagome grinned throwing the door wide open.

Misery stealthily avoided the sheet clad miko in favor of flopping down on a nearby couch. “You make quite the fashion statement in that silk Kags!”

Kagome blushed realizing the thoughts her friend was likely having at the moment. Rolling her eyes in response she disappeared to the bathroom and pulled on robe. In her haste to be reunited with she had failed to pack any extra clothing and the heap of dirty leather and cotton by the tub did not look appealing.

Another knock on the door brought her quickly from the bathroom. She raised a questioning eyebrow at her friend who simply shrugged her shoulders in response. Tightening the knot on her rob she ran a quick hand through her unruly hair before opening the door once more. She hadn't gotten so much as a chance to see her guests before she was pinned in a tight hug.

Finally her assailant pulled away and Kagome let out a gasp to find Sango standing in front of her. Miroku was leaning on the door frame with a mischievous looking kitsune trying to push his way through the door.

“Sango-chan! Miroku-sama! Even Shippo! I'm so happy to see all of you!” Kagome cried out in joy as she took turns embracing each one.

“Kagome we have missed you so much!” Sango cried once again embracing her friend. “That baka Inuyasha should have sent for us when you returned the last time. Instead he makes us wait until now to see you. I've been so anxious these past few days I thought I was going to vibrate apart.”

Kagome had to laugh at the taijiya's irritable look. Her attention was drawn to the door again when Miroku finally made his way in, his staff jingling merrily at his side.

“It is most wonderful to see you again my young friend. We are all overjoyed that this grand adventure of yours is finally over. That and Inuyasha will be in a far better mood now that you have returned to us. That hanyou has been in such a foul mood since you left. Little wonder he has friends at all.” The monk swayed ever so lightly in his step and Kagome noticed the red glow to his skin.

“Miroku, have you been into the sake?” She asked.

“Perhaps just a little. Our little kitsune came to me yesterday and wished to speak of worldly matters. Unfortunately one thing led to another and before we knew it the sake was gone and the sun was rising.” His trademark 'innocent' smile stretched widely across his face and everyone in the room could only groan at his tactics.

While Kagome and the other two chatted merrily, Misery turned her attention to the kitsune who still hovered in the doorway. Her eyes narrowed as he did his best to ignore her.

“Cat got your tongue Ship?” She teased him. Unsure as to his sudden unease around her she slid across the couch to make room for him. Patting the cushion lightly she silently encouraged him to take a seat.

Shippo wrinkled his nose as he sat beside the nephilim. He couldn't help but notice the silken kimono she had wrapped herself in like a common terry robe. The proud emblem of his Lord fell well down her shoulder and arm on the over sized cloth. She could have been wearing anything at all though for the pungent odor of their lovemaking clung to her skin like the strongest of colognes. He didn't need to see the Lord's clothing to know what she had been up to the night before.

“Why are you scowling at me? Is someone a little grumpy because they drank too much sake?” She teased again poking him playfully in the shoulder.

Shippo ignored her giddiness. Turning his nose up he addressed her in an annoyed tone.

“You stink.”

“My aren't we rude this morning.”

“We'll at least I'm clean.”

“You saying I'm dirty?”

“That's exactly what I am saying!”

“Really!”

Without warning an infuriated nephilim attacked the unsuspecting kitsune, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. This included the two inu youkai who had just reached the open doorway. The rest of the group watched in shock as the pair rolled, punched and clawed at each other like two angry children. The obscenities the flowed from both mouths had Kagome and Sango blushing,while Miroku tried to refrain from all out laughter.

With a whining man pinned beneath her Misery began her final assault. Oblivious to how the kimono had parted exposing most of her legs and bordering on revealing her chest, she pulled Shippo into a choke hold.

“I dare you to say it again!” She huffed, blowing a piece of wayward hair out of her eyes.

“I give up! You win you damn Amazon!” Shippo began to chuckle. He should have known he couldn't win against her. He never did. Their wrestling matches always ended in pain and humiliation for him. Blame it on the sake for making him think of angering her so.

“Ha Ha!” Missy cheered triumphantly loosening her hold on him and rewarding him with a tight hug and a kiss to the forehead. “You know I always win Ship!”

“My apologies. You know me and hangovers.” Embracing her back he shivered when a fierce growl reverberated around the room.

“What is the meaning of this?” Sesshoumaru scowled as he plucked Misery off the disheveled youkai, quickly pulling the kimono tightly around his mate to cover her naked flesh.

The room had gone silent when the Lord had entered, all fearing a repeat scene on the beach. Misery was quick to defuse the situation by offering up a light kiss to her mate before explaining.

“I was simply reminding Shippo that I am by far the better wrestler between the two of us and that he should remember to leave the sake alone after midnight. Nothing more and nothing less. Now, did you get me my clothes like you promised.” She smiled sweetly, trying her best to play the role of docile female for the time being.

“Hn.” Sesshoumaru grunted before returning to the hallway and bringing in two suitcases.

“Splendid!” Missy clapped her hands together before retrieving the first case.

“Kagome, I went to your home and had your mother pack you a few things. If you need anything else let me know.” Inuyasha offered up a few boxes and her well worn yellow back pack.

“Arigoto Inuyasha. This is fine.” Kagome smiled as she pulled over her back pack, holding it lovingly in her lap.

“Alright. We gentlemen shall leave to allow you ladies time to change!” Miroku announced, looking all too happy to slink away to the dark shelter of his bedroom. His head was far too sore to take much more of the girls' cheery chatter.

When the men had all left and the door shut securely behind them, Kagome dug through her bag to find some suitable clothing. Promising a speedy return to the conversation Misery and Sango was having she headed to the bathroom. Her stomach had become quite queasy and after a quick shower she was feeling worse with each passing moment.

Selecting a matching set of underwear and putting them on she shivered in the cool air of the bathroom. Shrugging into her favorite pair of jeans she had to pause, clutching the vanity as a wave of dizziness washed over her.

“You alright in there Kagome?” Sango's concerned voice came through the bathroom door. The taijiya had noticed the paling colour of Kagome's skin before the miko had retreated into the bathroom. The normally bubbly girl had not seemed quite herself after the rest of their group had left. Twenty minutes had passed and still Kagome had yet to come out of the bathroom.

“Be out in a minute.” The miko tried to sound cheerful despite the rising sensation of nausea that was beginning to assault her.

Reaching for her shirt she felt the first threat of sickness, her mouth salivated and she broke out into a cold sweat. Rushing to the toilet, she clutched at the edges as she violently emptied the contents of her stomach. Steadying herself she felt a warm towel drape over her bare shoulders.

“Sure as hell don't look alright.” Misery's voice sounded behind her and Kagome recognized the caring hands rubbing her back as Sango's.

“I felt fine this morning. Just kinda hit me.” Kagome was already beginning to feel better. When Misery brought her a glass filled with icy water she gladly accepted, carefully sipping the contents.

“I'm concerned Kagome,” Sango began, “Inuyasha often told us of the story of Shiro's battle. He said that you collapsed shortly after it began. At first Miroku thought that because of your spiritual powers, you were extremely sensitive to the suffering of others. Thus the battle caused your senses to overload and you slipped into unconsciousness. However, I'm beginning to wonder if it is something more.”

“What do you mean?” Innocently Kagome asked, she was as confused as ever. True she hadn't felt well when the battle had begun and even fainted but it didn't seem excessively odd.

“Is it possible Kagome that you and Inuyasha made love on your last trip to the past?” Sango began again. Blushing Kagome nodded, then she paled as she began to understand where the taijiya was heading.

“It's too soon. I can't be!” The miko blurted out. Was it possible that Sango was hinting at pregnancy?

“I was still there so that would make it a few weeks ago. At least over two anyway.” Misery counted on her fingers.

“How can you be so certain what we did!” Kagome argued, trying to find excuses out of the truth.

“Come off it Kags! It was so terribly obvious what you two had been up to. I can read you like an open book when it comes to that department of your life.” Misery grinned. “That and I know that you had stopped your birth control because you filled your prescription before we went to the island. You didn't have time to get it filled again before we shipped off for the past. At best you had a two month supply. We were there for more than that before setting up camp at the fort.”

“Kagome, is this the first time you have felt like this?” Sango asked gently, passing the young miko her shirt.

Kagome nodded and as she pulled the tight shirt over her breasts, she cringed at the tenderness in them. That too did not go unnoticed by Sango.

“I've been pregnant five times Kagome. I know all the symptoms. You are obviously feeling sick and just now, if I'm not mistaken, you're experiencing breast tenderness. I suspect that your recently impregnated body could not take the stress of your spiritual awakening at Shiro's battle and rendered you unconscious for more than a day.” Embracing her friends shoulders, Sango walked the trembling miko from the bathroom. “It's likely too soon for a pregnancy test but I would be willing to take a bet on the fact that you are with child.”

'With child' Kagome thought, overwhelmed at the possibility. The other two chatted happily around her but she couldn't concentrate on a word they said. Her world was suddenly emerged in pastels and little booties. A child. A family with Inuyasha. Would their baby look like her or him. Absentmindedly she rubbed her abdomen as she pondered images of a tiny bundle with silver hair and amber eyes. Would Inuyasha be as excited as she was fast becoming?

“I think the shock is wearing off.” Misery noted Kagome's colour returning and the whimsical look in her eyes.

“I agree. Now how to handle those two overprotective Inu when they learn of this.” Sango frowned.

“You're not thinking of telling them are you?” Misery shuddered at the thought. She was excited for Kagome's sake but was having images of Inuyasha as a father. He was likely to be overbearing and overly anxious once he heard the news. She doubted the poor miko would even be able to walk herself to the dining room for their evening meal alone. Let alone use the washroom by herself.

“Heaven's no! It's too early to know for sure. We had best wait for proof.” Sango concluded.

And so it came to pass, the three girls taking a vow of silence on Inuyasha's bed, that no word of Kagome's possible condition would flow from their lips until a pregnancy test would confirm the news. Kagome spent the following few days in anxious anticipation, blaming her nausea on a flu bug. Inuyasha would worry the morning away while she locked herself in the bathroom; the afternoons always saw an improvement in her health and he was contented once more.

A week came and passed, Kagome and Misery both waving farewell to the men one early spring morning. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru were flying to the mainland for a two day business meeting. No sooner were the pair off the estate when Sango appeared from inside the mansion, a tiny brown paper bag in her hand. Waving the bag suspiciously and raising her eyebrows, she signaled for Kagome and Miss to follow.

Giddy, Kagome let out a squeal of excitement and grabbing Misery by the hand, dragged the girl behind her. The trio broke out into a run by the time they hit the second hallway and half skidded around the final turn before locking themselves behind Kagome's bedroom door.

Sango slowly peeled open the bag revealing the latest in proven pregnancy tests. Waving it in front of the miko she skillfully avoided the hands that dove to reach it. Laughing she made Kagome chase her around the room before finally allowing the test to be captured.

“You know I have to pee!” Kagome huffed after securing her prey. Smiling brightly she ripped open the box, threw the instructions at Misery and bounced into the bathroom.

Sango and Miss pretended to look bored while they waited. Misery reading the long list of instructions for a device that was solely meant to be urinated on. Her eyes quirking at the technical directions written in three different languages.

“Couldn't they just write, 'squat and pee'? I mean really,” she pointed out the directions to Sango, “do they need all of this?”

Sango shrugged taking the directions, trying to read despite the tension that was building in the room. Giving up she tossed the paper on the floor and concentrated on the bathroom door. The door cracked open, a confused Kagome walked out holding the test in her hands.

“Two blue lines. What does two lines mean?” She asked.

Misery and Sango both dived for the directions simultaneously, resulting in the pair knocking heads. Sango came out victorious, leaving Misery to pout and rub the sore spot on her head. Scanning the instructions she broke out in ecstatic laughter.
“Two means positive!” The taijiya squealed.

“Positive means pregnant right?” Misery asked using the bed to pull herself up.

“I'm pregnant?” Kagome whispered, clutching her abdomen that contained a tiny life. Tears flowed freely from her eyes and she was soon overcome with the warm embraces of her friends.

“This is wonderful Kagome. Congratulations.” Sango wept openly with her friend. Another addition to their home would be most welcome. It had been years since the last of her own children had moved out. A tiny bundle of joy would be so much fun. Plus, this time she could pass the child to its mother when it became cranky. A change from the sleepless nights she had endured.

“Feh! Had that trip lasted any longer I think I'd have choked that man.” Inuyasha scowled as he pulled his briefcase from the trunk of their sports car.

“Agreed brother. The deal will prove to be most beneficial to our kind.” Sesshoumaru followed suit and soon the pair where walking up the short steps. On the threshold of the manor's massive doors both paused to smell the air.

Frowning they rushed the doors, salty tears permeated through the air outside. A mix of both their mates. Briefcases lost in panic, they raced through the hallways; their acute sense of smell leading them to the source of their distress.

Bursting through the doors they came face to face with three startled girls. The trio was curled up on the large leather couch. All wrapped in a heap of fuzzy blankets; a sappy love story flickering on the large screen television.

“Inuyasha?” Kagome sniffled, dragging a tissue across her red rimmed eyes. “What's wrong?”

“You.... I mean... I smelt tears.” He mumbled trying to explain his and Sesshoumaru's fierce entrance. A false alarm apparently.

“Women!” Sesshoumaru simply proclaimed before heading back out of the room to retrieve his dropped briefcase. In all his years he had yet to understand the strange moods that those creatures could go through. He was still at a loss for his mate's tears the night of their reunion. She had appeared happy yet the salty liquid had flowed freely from her eyes. Strange creatures indeed.

Inuyasha watched his brother make a hasty retreat but as uneasy as he felt with the situation he tried to make the best of it. “Good movie?”

The girls burst out laughing, shaking their heads at his understanding of the situation. Those two youkai would always act the same no matter how many years passed. Turning their attention back to the movie, they gave Inuyasha a way out; allowing him to slink silently out of the room before he embarrassed himself anymore.

Later in the evening, after Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had settled back in from their business trip, the group met for what was becoming a daily tradition. The garden was lit with beautiful lanterns, lending ample light to the area. Beside the ancient tree, with the trickling creek and wooden bridge not far away, the group gathered under the brilliance of the evening stars. They would spend countless hours spinning tales from the past or discussing issues of the present.

These nightly encounters had given Kagome a great deal of insight into the lives of her friends since her departure from the past. She learned of Miroku's and Sango's family. The rebellious sons and daughters that had turned into excellent fighters and strong business tycoons. Shippo often weaved wondrous tales of his adventures or misadventures across the world. Always adding a comical note to the nights.

Misery and she usually remained quiet through the evening, taking in all that the others had to offer. Occasionally asking the odd question but never having much else to say. The others already knew everything about her, and Misery was simply a different story. Kagome knew that the nephilim had precious few good memories and the miko was relieved that no one pressured the girl to reveal anything about her past. That would come with time. Kami knew they had enough of it now.

Her hand once again came to rest on her stomach. Soon, she thought, it would begin to swell. Evidence of the amazing life that grew with in her. In the matter of months she would become a mother. Inuyasha a father. She was jolted from her thoughts by a gentle nudge.

Misery leaned over to whisper in her ear. “Now would be as good of time as any to break the news.”

Kagome smiled, nodding in agreement. Now was the perfect time to share her news. Surrounded by all whom she had come to consider as family-- when she told Inuyasha, she wouldn't have it any other way.

Misery cleared her throat, gaining the attention of the crowd around them. Kagome caught Sango's eye, winking at the girl who instantly caught the meaning.

“I believe that Kagome would like to share something with us.” Misery opened, smiling brightly before sitting down beside her taiyoukai.

Kagome felt slightly nervous with all eyes staring intently at her. Best to do this the best way she knew how. Tuning out the pack around her, she focused solely on Inuyasha. He looked perplexed as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“Inuyasha I...” Kagome began only to falter. She had no idea how to tell him. She opened her mouth once more but again words failed her. She smiled knowing that no words could ever describe what she wanted to tell him. Standing she grasped his hand and placed the palm across her stomach. She watched as his face wrinkled in confusion before eyes widened in enlightenment.

“Kagome?” He whispered, eyes searching hers with such intensity she had never seen. Nodding in response she was soon crushed by his larger frame. Cheers erupted all around them as he cradled her in his arms. “Kami Kagome, I don't believe this.”

“Believe it. I took the test two days ago. Then Sango took me to her doctor and it was confirmed. We're going to be parents.” Kagome laughed when he sat, pulling her into his lap. He still wore a look of utter disbelief.

“Father. I'm going to be a father?” Inuyasha mused mostly to himself.

“Yes silly.”

“Congratulations brother.” Sesshoumaru offered though his eyes quickly traveled to his own mate. Perhaps they should consider starting a family. He certainly wasn't getting any younger. An eyebrow raised when she looked in his direction.

“Oh no! Don't you be getting any ideas. I'm not mother material! All that poop and puke! Yuk! Kagome can be the baby factory. That way I can spoil it and hand it back before I have to deal with that gross stuff.” Misery was treading backwards quickly.

“The girl can lop off the head of an enemy, swim through rivers of blood and skin her own meals but she can't handle a dirty diaper?” Shippo laughed at the terror filled face of his friend at the near mention of a pending pregnancy.

“Give me a battlefield any day!” Misery grumbled, not liking the look of longing that had come to Sesshoumaru's face. She tried to put some serious space between them but instead was held steadfast in the arms of the taiyoukai.

“We will see about that.” He whispered in her ear.

“Sounds like a challenge. I think you'll lose.” Misery spat. Come hell or high water she was not having a baby anytime soon. Maybe in a century or two. She was simply too young to be thinking babies. The very word terrified her.

“I never lose.” Sesshoumaru grinned. Besides, he didn't care how long it took. Practicing was the best part!

That night the unlikely pack of friends and family sat up discussing nurseries and the future of the newest member until the dawning of a new day shone down upon them. What had started so many years before as the most unlikely of pairings had developed into the strongest of loves and created the most precious of gifts. The gift of life. High above the ancient miko smiled down at her most cherished ones.

Midoriko had since taken on role of Guardian to this gathering of human and youkai alike following her ending role as keeper of the jewel. She looked forward to watching the growth of their children and their children's children for millennia to come. Certain she was that the time would come again to call upon her beloved group. Darkness would always threaten; evil always reemerged in one form or another.

The one thing she was certain was that darkness faded to dawn and in the thinest rays of light, good would triumph. For in the purest of hearts, a young miko had found the courage to overcome the darkness in her own soul. In doing so Kagome had given strength to a broken nephilim and forever changed the course of history. Hope endured for eternity and Midoriko would be there to aid these young heroes in whatever task was handed to them.