InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Divine Desire: Tainted ❯ Story Telling ( Chapter 27 )
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By: Midnight Miko of light and dark 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.04.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.04.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
YaKuSoKu-_-_-_- ChAn: Thanks! And there is no such thing as overreacting lol. There will be a happy ending however it's kinda different from other fan fiction happy endings. So thanks and I hope you enjoy the last chapter.
Chapter Twenty Seven - Story Telling
Suddenly the Shikon no Tama was gone. Rin eyes still closed she knew, that she, the crescent moon had her one wish granted.
Because when she opened her eyes-
Behold a very human looking Naraku.
"Look at this." InuYasha smirked. He raised his sword but Sesshomaru grabbed InuYasha's arm.
"You don't have the right." And InuYasha knew he didn't. He had not so long ago helped Naraku. He had no right no matter the fact that his mate was dead. Her finger tips brushing the cold ground so equally cold compared to her body. Life was gone.
Sango walked up to Naraku who had and fallen to his knees.
For you see, was he really Naraku now? This man nor hanyou or demon. It didn't matter he had to pay, someone had to pay. The people of the room said he would pay. Indeed he would.
"Sango...I did it all for you. Everything. If you only listened things would have never been so hard. You would have my child and we would be fine. I wouldn't have hurt you and I wouldn't have needed all this power just to defeat your heart. If only you hadn't been a warrior, but that's why I love you. You put up on hell of a fight." Sango sat on the floor next to him. She brought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them.
She cried.
Naraku was controlled by those demons inside him. The man she sat next to was the one she married. The man she had loved. The man that at a point she would die for. Naraku laughed an ironic laugh and everyone was still shocked at his words and Sango's tears.
"Ai."
Love. That's what he said to her. Sango remembered their good times. Him coming home after work and telling her his day while he spun her around in circles. How they ate romantic dinners or how at night they would sit by the fireplace or walk across the beach. Sango would never forget. No matter what he was her husband, when his hair was straight down much my Sesshomaru or when his eyes were a hazel brown. Naraku had been Sango's first for everything and after dead he would still consider her his wife.
Sango wiped her tears and asked for Sesshomaru's sword. Naraku stood up.
"This swords represents all your crimes."
"For death." He said and she nodded. Yet she could not plunge the sword into his heart. Nor did she have the right. The wife who could not help nor control her husband. So Sango grabbed Kikyo who threw the sword on the floor.
A pill of bright red.
He took the pill Kikyo had given him and within a second he was dead. Sango turned her back. Her eyes were green, the mating mark was gone, and her husband had at last died. Bringing the death a total of three.
Then Sesshomaru heard Kagura's and Kagome's faint heart beats.
A rebirth and Sango's freedom.
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A young demon with golden eyes and red hair smiled at the children in front of him.
"A demon peace under the western king." He finished.
"So Sesshomaru was the western king Shinti?" The demon nodded.
"Yup."
"What happened after the last battel?" Another child asked and Shinti laughed.
"Well, I've heard that there is a place in Mishuku were they all live. That after the battel thirty years ago they are all still alive and happy. After all no rebels against them since they run the demon society and since the defeat of Naraku."
"What about Rin? What did she wish for? I thought she could have only wish for one thing."
What was deemed as right.
"I don't know. They say Rin never told what she wished for." Shinti sat up and walked off the bench. His feet hitting the floor and he jumped.
"I got to get going guys, it's been too late."
The kids waved good-bye as the sun hid and the sky became colors of red and orange. Shinti was walking home where he would see his mother Rin and his father Shippo. Where InuYasha and Kagome were married and having their fourth child. Where Sango shopped for shoes with her fifteen year old daughter with the same eyes of her father, Miroku. Where Sango and Kagome loved being married.
Where Kiku and Akira would take care of Mayu and Yuki. Mayu being Kouga's and Ayame's daughter and Yuki being Kagura's and Sesshomaru son. Where Mistuo and Shinti played games for hours. Where Souta and Kohaku finally married. Where Kikyo and Shoji danced across the dinning room floor or when Kaede hit Jakotsu and Bankotsu for being too loud in the middle of the night. When Kina died but not before leaving four pups behind. Where they danced, sang, laughed, and had endless hours of passionate sex.
All because these warriors who fought to kill a man obsessed in love, they had this, a future.
A story about something we desire so divine as love becoming tainted,
And that quite frankly that was a book worth writing.
AN: Thanks for all those who read and those who reviewed. I loved writing this story a lot. I dedicate this story to my late grandfather who past while writing this story I've come to love so much. So in a nut shell-
Thank you.
Chapter Twenty Seven - Story Telling
Suddenly the Shikon no Tama was gone. Rin eyes still closed she knew, that she, the crescent moon had her one wish granted.
Because when she opened her eyes-
Behold a very human looking Naraku.
"Look at this." InuYasha smirked. He raised his sword but Sesshomaru grabbed InuYasha's arm.
"You don't have the right." And InuYasha knew he didn't. He had not so long ago helped Naraku. He had no right no matter the fact that his mate was dead. Her finger tips brushing the cold ground so equally cold compared to her body. Life was gone.
Sango walked up to Naraku who had and fallen to his knees.
For you see, was he really Naraku now? This man nor hanyou or demon. It didn't matter he had to pay, someone had to pay. The people of the room said he would pay. Indeed he would.
"Sango...I did it all for you. Everything. If you only listened things would have never been so hard. You would have my child and we would be fine. I wouldn't have hurt you and I wouldn't have needed all this power just to defeat your heart. If only you hadn't been a warrior, but that's why I love you. You put up on hell of a fight." Sango sat on the floor next to him. She brought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them.
She cried.
Naraku was controlled by those demons inside him. The man she sat next to was the one she married. The man she had loved. The man that at a point she would die for. Naraku laughed an ironic laugh and everyone was still shocked at his words and Sango's tears.
"Ai."
Love. That's what he said to her. Sango remembered their good times. Him coming home after work and telling her his day while he spun her around in circles. How they ate romantic dinners or how at night they would sit by the fireplace or walk across the beach. Sango would never forget. No matter what he was her husband, when his hair was straight down much my Sesshomaru or when his eyes were a hazel brown. Naraku had been Sango's first for everything and after dead he would still consider her his wife.
Sango wiped her tears and asked for Sesshomaru's sword. Naraku stood up.
"This swords represents all your crimes."
"For death." He said and she nodded. Yet she could not plunge the sword into his heart. Nor did she have the right. The wife who could not help nor control her husband. So Sango grabbed Kikyo who threw the sword on the floor.
A pill of bright red.
He took the pill Kikyo had given him and within a second he was dead. Sango turned her back. Her eyes were green, the mating mark was gone, and her husband had at last died. Bringing the death a total of three.
Then Sesshomaru heard Kagura's and Kagome's faint heart beats.
A rebirth and Sango's freedom.
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::::::
A young demon with golden eyes and red hair smiled at the children in front of him.
"A demon peace under the western king." He finished.
"So Sesshomaru was the western king Shinti?" The demon nodded.
"Yup."
"What happened after the last battel?" Another child asked and Shinti laughed.
"Well, I've heard that there is a place in Mishuku were they all live. That after the battel thirty years ago they are all still alive and happy. After all no rebels against them since they run the demon society and since the defeat of Naraku."
"What about Rin? What did she wish for? I thought she could have only wish for one thing."
What was deemed as right.
"I don't know. They say Rin never told what she wished for." Shinti sat up and walked off the bench. His feet hitting the floor and he jumped.
"I got to get going guys, it's been too late."
The kids waved good-bye as the sun hid and the sky became colors of red and orange. Shinti was walking home where he would see his mother Rin and his father Shippo. Where InuYasha and Kagome were married and having their fourth child. Where Sango shopped for shoes with her fifteen year old daughter with the same eyes of her father, Miroku. Where Sango and Kagome loved being married.
Where Kiku and Akira would take care of Mayu and Yuki. Mayu being Kouga's and Ayame's daughter and Yuki being Kagura's and Sesshomaru son. Where Mistuo and Shinti played games for hours. Where Souta and Kohaku finally married. Where Kikyo and Shoji danced across the dinning room floor or when Kaede hit Jakotsu and Bankotsu for being too loud in the middle of the night. When Kina died but not before leaving four pups behind. Where they danced, sang, laughed, and had endless hours of passionate sex.
All because these warriors who fought to kill a man obsessed in love, they had this, a future.
A story about something we desire so divine as love becoming tainted,
And that quite frankly that was a book worth writing.
AN: Thanks for all those who read and those who reviewed. I loved writing this story a lot. I dedicate this story to my late grandfather who past while writing this story I've come to love so much. So in a nut shell-
Thank you.