InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Fates ❯ The Fate You Were Meant For ( Epilogue )
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.08.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 775 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.08.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 775 | Status: Completed
Epilogue: The Fate You Were Meant For
"I can't believe those two!" Kagome cried, totally exasperated as she sat at the head table at Suki and Miroku's reception. "They couldn't even wait for their own wedding night - they had to go find a coat closet before the ceremony to get it on!"
It was five years after the group all got back together, and Suki and Miroku had just gotten married - finally. The last of the weddings that had been in the works, they had procrastinated the longest, frustrating their friends to no end.
And then, they'd almost missed their own wedding, the priest, having gotten annoyed at being held up by both a missing bride and groom, had threatened to leave, not five minutes before the errant couple had finally been located.
It was the talk of the wedding and reception, both, about the rather mussed appearance of said couple - everyone knew what they'd been up to, and the priest's sour expression on seeing the two had been priceless.
As were there wedding photos.
The photographer absolutely loved the proceeds from that wedding - almost every guest ordered a set to remember the day by, and none of Suki and Miroku's friends ever let them forget it... even going so far in later years as to tell their children about it. Once they were grown, of course.
"Keh. We were right - Sango was married to Miroku for too many years, and his lechery wore of on her. Miroku's really gonna appreciate that this time around," he leered, and Kagome smacked him before settling her hand on her slightly rounded abdomen, her own wedding ring flashing in the lights from the dance floor.
"Oh, don't act like you don't enjoy a bit of constructive lechery yourself, Yasha - or I wouldn't be in this condition," she scolded, flushing slightly at her mother's laugh. She glanced over at her, smiling at her mother's high color and happy eyes.
She had had such a sparkle to her from the moment that Sesshoumaru had started courting her, and they were the first to end up getting married, and mated. Kagome was ecstatic - with her mother mated to Sesshoumaru, her life was as extended as Kagome's own, and she would never have to face losing her mother.
That had actually been a sticking point for a while with her mother - the thought of outliving her son. She knew that Kagome's own life would be extended with Yasha as a mate, but Sota... well, things were different for him, and she wasn't sure she could handle watching her own son grow old and die. But with the way the younger male had taken to youkai females, it wasn't likely she would have to worry about it - it didn't look like the boy would be marrying a plain human girl.
Sesshoumaru himself was more content than he could ever remember being, and after centuries of loneliness and always doing his duty, he was more than ready for some happiness of his own. Aiko gave him that, and he would treasure her forever for it.
Not that he'd forgotten Kagome, for all that he had finally let his feelings for her settle into those of friendship and family. Still, he watched his nephew carefully to make sure the boy didn't screw up, and he was pleased to see that he was just as devoted to her now, as he'd been from the moment he'd realized he loved her... so many years before he'd been able to formally meet her. He never even noticed another woman, and even though many threw themselves at him, he showed no interest whatsoever in anyone but Kagome.
When they had finally graduated college together, they had taken on their first jobs - and then began planning their wedding. By that time, he and Aiko had been married for a little over a year, and Yasha and Kagome's wedding had been the biggest society event since their own wedding, even though it was much smaller, and more private, with only family and close friends attending.
Surprisingly enough, Kagome had not wanted to have the wedding at her home shrine, nor anywhere that had any significance to her time with Inuyasha. She didn't want her past to have any bearing on her future. Instead, she chose to have a more westernized wedding, that was held at a completely secular location.
Yasha didn't argue, as he really didn't care - the only thing he cared about was the papers showing they were wed. And the mating mark showing they were mated. As long as she was his, he didn't care how they got there.
Sesshoumaru was brought back from his mental meanderings at the sound of Kagome's voice.
"... do you believe it? Only an hour into their reception, the two of them are already gone! I swear - those two are worse than rabbits!"
Yasha laughed. "Feh. At this rate, they're gonna have more kids than they did in their last lives!"
Kagome looked intrigued. "Just how many did they have, anyway?" she asked. Then she shuddered. "No. You know what? Don't answer that - I don't even want to know."
"Dear, leave them be," her mother's admonishing voice chimed in. "As if you and Yasha aren't just as bad. I'll never forget where we found you two at your reception," she finished teasingly, and everyone at the table burst into laughter, save Sota, who paled.
"Yeah, and I had to be the unlucky one to find you!" he burst out. "I've been scarred for life!" he sighed dramatically, pointing and laughing at the red face of his sister as she sunk down in her chair. Yasha just looked cocky as he patted his wife's baby belly.
"You and Shippo should just look at the memory as a learning experience," he said, flinching as his wife knocked him over the head again, though a great deal harder than the first time.
"Yasha! I can't believe you! Shippo still blushes when he sees us! That was totally embarrasing. I still can't believe I let you talk me into that quickie that turned into a not so quickie," she muttered in an aside, though Sesshoumaru heard it, and smirked as she blushed when he met her gaze with an amused one of his own.
"It is astonishing that you have not been pupped before now, Kagome," he said with a raised brow. "As... enthusiastically as you two have been practicing, I would have expected you to be working on your second, or possibly third, by now."
"Hey! This was all about bashing Suki and Miroku - how did it get onto me and Yasha?" Kagome pouted, and everyone laughed again.
"What's good for the goose, dear," Aiko chuckled, and Kagome sighed.
"Fine, fine, so it's pick on the pregnant lady day. What a life," she said mockingly.
Yasha cocked a brow at her. "Complaining, Kagome?" he asked, and she could see something in his gaze at that question. It made her answer seriously, dropping the teasing of the last few minutes.
"No," she said slowly, "I'm not. I'm right where the fates meant me to be... and I'm happy about that. There's no where else I'd rather be."
All her family and friends around the table nodded, agreeing.
Fate had been good to all of them.
Even the absent bride and groom.
-cCc-
A/N: And done! Short, sweet, and to the point, this epilogue was simply meant to wrap up the last few details that the last chapter left open. Now I can file this story under completed, and start trying to finish some of my others.
I hope everyone enjoyed the ride, and remembers this story fondly. Thanks to all the reviewers, and those that nominated and/or voted for this story under the Best Original Character at the IYFG this last year.
Ja Ne!
Amber
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"I can't believe those two!" Kagome cried, totally exasperated as she sat at the head table at Suki and Miroku's reception. "They couldn't even wait for their own wedding night - they had to go find a coat closet before the ceremony to get it on!"
It was five years after the group all got back together, and Suki and Miroku had just gotten married - finally. The last of the weddings that had been in the works, they had procrastinated the longest, frustrating their friends to no end.
And then, they'd almost missed their own wedding, the priest, having gotten annoyed at being held up by both a missing bride and groom, had threatened to leave, not five minutes before the errant couple had finally been located.
It was the talk of the wedding and reception, both, about the rather mussed appearance of said couple - everyone knew what they'd been up to, and the priest's sour expression on seeing the two had been priceless.
As were there wedding photos.
The photographer absolutely loved the proceeds from that wedding - almost every guest ordered a set to remember the day by, and none of Suki and Miroku's friends ever let them forget it... even going so far in later years as to tell their children about it. Once they were grown, of course.
"Keh. We were right - Sango was married to Miroku for too many years, and his lechery wore of on her. Miroku's really gonna appreciate that this time around," he leered, and Kagome smacked him before settling her hand on her slightly rounded abdomen, her own wedding ring flashing in the lights from the dance floor.
"Oh, don't act like you don't enjoy a bit of constructive lechery yourself, Yasha - or I wouldn't be in this condition," she scolded, flushing slightly at her mother's laugh. She glanced over at her, smiling at her mother's high color and happy eyes.
She had had such a sparkle to her from the moment that Sesshoumaru had started courting her, and they were the first to end up getting married, and mated. Kagome was ecstatic - with her mother mated to Sesshoumaru, her life was as extended as Kagome's own, and she would never have to face losing her mother.
That had actually been a sticking point for a while with her mother - the thought of outliving her son. She knew that Kagome's own life would be extended with Yasha as a mate, but Sota... well, things were different for him, and she wasn't sure she could handle watching her own son grow old and die. But with the way the younger male had taken to youkai females, it wasn't likely she would have to worry about it - it didn't look like the boy would be marrying a plain human girl.
Sesshoumaru himself was more content than he could ever remember being, and after centuries of loneliness and always doing his duty, he was more than ready for some happiness of his own. Aiko gave him that, and he would treasure her forever for it.
Not that he'd forgotten Kagome, for all that he had finally let his feelings for her settle into those of friendship and family. Still, he watched his nephew carefully to make sure the boy didn't screw up, and he was pleased to see that he was just as devoted to her now, as he'd been from the moment he'd realized he loved her... so many years before he'd been able to formally meet her. He never even noticed another woman, and even though many threw themselves at him, he showed no interest whatsoever in anyone but Kagome.
When they had finally graduated college together, they had taken on their first jobs - and then began planning their wedding. By that time, he and Aiko had been married for a little over a year, and Yasha and Kagome's wedding had been the biggest society event since their own wedding, even though it was much smaller, and more private, with only family and close friends attending.
Surprisingly enough, Kagome had not wanted to have the wedding at her home shrine, nor anywhere that had any significance to her time with Inuyasha. She didn't want her past to have any bearing on her future. Instead, she chose to have a more westernized wedding, that was held at a completely secular location.
Yasha didn't argue, as he really didn't care - the only thing he cared about was the papers showing they were wed. And the mating mark showing they were mated. As long as she was his, he didn't care how they got there.
Sesshoumaru was brought back from his mental meanderings at the sound of Kagome's voice.
"... do you believe it? Only an hour into their reception, the two of them are already gone! I swear - those two are worse than rabbits!"
Yasha laughed. "Feh. At this rate, they're gonna have more kids than they did in their last lives!"
Kagome looked intrigued. "Just how many did they have, anyway?" she asked. Then she shuddered. "No. You know what? Don't answer that - I don't even want to know."
"Dear, leave them be," her mother's admonishing voice chimed in. "As if you and Yasha aren't just as bad. I'll never forget where we found you two at your reception," she finished teasingly, and everyone at the table burst into laughter, save Sota, who paled.
"Yeah, and I had to be the unlucky one to find you!" he burst out. "I've been scarred for life!" he sighed dramatically, pointing and laughing at the red face of his sister as she sunk down in her chair. Yasha just looked cocky as he patted his wife's baby belly.
"You and Shippo should just look at the memory as a learning experience," he said, flinching as his wife knocked him over the head again, though a great deal harder than the first time.
"Yasha! I can't believe you! Shippo still blushes when he sees us! That was totally embarrasing. I still can't believe I let you talk me into that quickie that turned into a not so quickie," she muttered in an aside, though Sesshoumaru heard it, and smirked as she blushed when he met her gaze with an amused one of his own.
"It is astonishing that you have not been pupped before now, Kagome," he said with a raised brow. "As... enthusiastically as you two have been practicing, I would have expected you to be working on your second, or possibly third, by now."
"Hey! This was all about bashing Suki and Miroku - how did it get onto me and Yasha?" Kagome pouted, and everyone laughed again.
"What's good for the goose, dear," Aiko chuckled, and Kagome sighed.
"Fine, fine, so it's pick on the pregnant lady day. What a life," she said mockingly.
Yasha cocked a brow at her. "Complaining, Kagome?" he asked, and she could see something in his gaze at that question. It made her answer seriously, dropping the teasing of the last few minutes.
"No," she said slowly, "I'm not. I'm right where the fates meant me to be... and I'm happy about that. There's no where else I'd rather be."
All her family and friends around the table nodded, agreeing.
Fate had been good to all of them.
Even the absent bride and groom.
-cCc-
A/N: And done! Short, sweet, and to the point, this epilogue was simply meant to wrap up the last few details that the last chapter left open. Now I can file this story under completed, and start trying to finish some of my others.
I hope everyone enjoyed the ride, and remembers this story fondly. Thanks to all the reviewers, and those that nominated and/or voted for this story under the Best Original Character at the IYFG this last year.
Ja Ne!
Amber
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