InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Not Soon Forgotten ❯ Epilogue ( Chapter 13 )

Four months had been spent trying to get Kagome to remember her time with Sesshoumaru. During this time they casually dated, Sesshoumaru being hell-bent on winning her back even if she did not remember him. He tried to do things with her that would jog her memory, but so far they made little progress.

 

Kagome remember some things here and there, but even if she had not, she would still find herself falling for Sesshoumaru. There was so much about him that she adored. He was an intelligent being, he was gorgeous, he had a nice sense of humor, and he was completely and utter devoted to her. He spent much of his time within the confines of her apartment, usually painting while she went on with her daily life as well.

 

Her teaching career was wonderful; she had found something that made her feel purpose in life and not so empty. Inuyasha and Mary had wed earlier in the month and Sesshoumaru, as well as Kagome, watched as Kagura once again married to help her father's business expand. It was amusing actually, to see Kagura eat up the spot light every time the camera pointed in her direction. She kept in touch with Sesshoumaru, much to his chagrin, and was always wishing he and Kagome the best.

 

Yes, life was going on even without her year's worth of lost memories. Sesshoumaru had come to terms with the idea that she would never regain that part of her life, and he had accepted it gracefully. He could make due with what he had, and that was a beautiful woman who was willing to spend time with him and make an effort to be with him as they were before her accident.

 

It was not until the fifth month of the try-and-remember phase that headway was made.

 

“Where would you like to go tonight?” Kagome asked Sesshoumaru as she watched him brush the paint over blank canvas.

 

“It matters not to me. Did you have something in mind?” he replied.

 

For a moment Kagome did not hear his question, she was so intrigued by the way he looked when he painted. His facial features loosened up ever so slightly and his eyes looked at the canvas as though the painting were already completed; he was merely coloring in the finished product. He did not paint with his shirt on, only a measly tank top that left little to her vivid imagination.

 

“Kagome…” Sesshoumaru said with a little amusement in his voice.

 

“Hm?”

 

“You are staring again and you have yet to answer my question.”

 

“Question?...Oh! I'm sorry Sesshoumaru. Um, what was the question again?”

 

Sesshoumaru felt a small tug on the corner of his mouth; really, Kagome was quite amusing. He had felt her eyes on him while he painted and he felt a sense of male pride wind about him. She liked to look at him, and he liked to return the favor.

 

They had grown very close over the past five months and he was definitely enjoying his time with her.

 

“How about we have a night in?” Sesshoumaru suggested.

 

Kagome smiled and shrugged. “If you want to. I can make us dinner and you can go out and by us some champagne or wine. I've always been fond of champagne cocktails.”

 

Sesshoumaru smirked at her. Kagome probably didn't even realize that she had mentioned something that they had discussed on the ship all that time ago; but he remembered.

 

“Beer it is then,” he joked.

 

Kagome started to laugh at him but stopped and had to close her eyes as a flood of pictures started racing through her mind. She wavered a little on her feet and Sesshoumaru was there in an instant helping her to the couch.

 

“Are you alright?” Sesshoumaru asked her while looker her over checking for any damages.

 

Kagome said nothing, but allowed many of her memories to finally make themselves known to her after so long of being hidden. There were still bits and pieces that were still missing, but for the most part she remembered much of the boat trip, her short time in Los Angeles, and then watching as the car struck her, leaving her to lie in the street and think of how she failed Sesshoumaru.

 

Tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered, and she had yet to say anything to calm Sesshoumaru's nerves. He shook her shoulders gently and she looked into his eyes with happiness, weariness, and embarrassment.

 

“Kagome, what's wrong?” Sesshoumaru asked her in another attempt to get her to talk.

 

“I-I remember,” Kagome whispered. “I remember so many things about us…a-about…everything.”

 

Sesshoumaru's eyes slightly widened in surprise; what had brought it on? He did not know how to act at the moment, how was he supposed to respond? Would she still feel the same way for him as she had? Or would her feelings change? Sesshoumaru chose to stay quiet until she spoke first, and then he would go from there.

 

Sesshoumaru waited patiently for Kagome to come to terms with all of her memories and feelings. He did not care to admit it, but he was feeling quite on edge as they sat there in silence. He was a bit startled when she suddenly spoke.

 

“I'm sorry Sesshoumaru,” Kagome said weakly.

 

Sesshoumaru did not know what she was sorry for, but he had a feeling that he was not going to like it. Perhaps she decided that she could not be with him anymore.

 

“Why are you apologizing?” Sesshoumaru asked her.

 

“I'm apologizing because, everything…you…I-everything is my fault.”

 

Sesshoumaru sighed nearly audibly, but kept his calm façade. He was more than just a little relieved that she did not say she could not be with him.

 

“Kagome, I highly doubt that you asked for any of this to-” Sesshoumaru began but was cut off by Kagome.

 

“-It is my fault though,” she spoke softly. “I couldn't help it. I was on my way to the Empire State building and I was looking up at the sky. The top of the building was the nearest thing to heaven, remember? And you were there. I just couldn't bring myself to look away and then someone ran into me and well…that's when I saw the car; it was too late to move.”

 

Sesshoumaru reached for her hand and gently picked it up to place a light kiss on it. He looked at her with much seriousness in his eyes as he spoke.

 

“Do not start placing blame on yourself; what happened-happened and now we will move on from here. Know that I will always wait for you until you're ready.”

 

“Don't you think we've waited long enough Sesshoumaru?” Kagome asked with exasperation.

 

Sesshoumaru sat back a little in his seat and openly stared at Kagome with mild surprise. He was more than willing to give her the space she needed to get her life and her feelings in order, but then she nearly put him in his place.

 

Without pause he wrapped his hand behind her head and brought her in for a deep kiss. They had kissed many times over the months, but this kiss was familiar. This was what it had felt like on the boat; this was how it was supposed to be.

 

Kagome melted in his arms, enjoying the feel of him. It was amazing what Sesshoumaru could make her feel with his kiss. She wanted to cry with happiness at being able to remember what he had felt like the first time that they shared a kiss; that night, so many things changed for the both of them.

 

Kagome placed her hand on his arm that was securely keeping her in place and squeezed it to make sure that he was real, to be sure that she was not just dreaming. When she did not feel him give way she sighed happily and opened herself up to him, taking in all his kiss had to offer.

 

It quickly became heated, filled with pent up lust and frustration that both had felt for months in between their sometimes heavy petting. Sesshoumaru's hand sought out the buttons on her shirt and he made quick work of relieving her of the restraining material.

 

Kagome did not stop him, instead she in turn pulled his shirt from out of his pants and lifted it over his head. She rubbed his shoulders and chest, feeling his muscles shudder underneath her touch.

 

Sesshoumaru broke away from her mouth and kissed his way down to her shoulder. He used one clawed finger to gently move her bra strap from her shoulder and kissed where it once was.

 

Kagome tilted her head to the side and closed her eyes, reveling in his soft, warm kisses. She felt as he reached behind her and finally undid the clasp of her bra and felt his nails lightly drag across her skin to take the material from her body. She shivered and her skin was suddenly covered in goose bumps as Sesshoumaru gazed over her form.

 

He leaned forward and captured her lips again while at the same time lifting her body and positioning her in a laying position underneath him on the couch.

 

Kagome moved her hands down his chest and lower to his abdomen until she reached the button of his pants. She quickly undid the button and zipper and helped him remove his pants. Sesshoumaru was left bare for her inspections and she was enjoying every minute of it.

 

It did not take long for a pile of clothes to form on the floor. Two nude bodies were pressed closely against each other, clinging desperately to one another while hands memorized each and every curve, muscle, and texture.

 

The bodies became linked together and a passionate, unrushed motion was set. Soft moans and panting breaths were the only noises coming from the small apartment as the two lovers finally united after so long being apart.

 

 

 

Six months later…

 

Kagome and Sesshoumaru walked hand in hand up the pathway, stopping every now and then for Kagome to sniff at a new flower she had noticed. It was another beautiful day, and the couple often enjoyed their walks together in the coolness of the early evening.

 

Sesshoumaru turned when he heard his name being called and watched as an ever-excited Rin bounded towards them. Following close behind were Sango and Miroku, who was holding the newest addition to their small family.

 

“Hey you two, you're back from your walk early,” Sango said with a smile.

 

“Indeed; Kagome was feeling a bit fatigued, so we thought it best to return,” Sesshoumaru supplied.

 

Sango gave them both a grin; it was wonderful having them here. Both Sango and Miroku were very happy to hear that Kagome had regained her memories of Sesshoumaru, as well as them, and were even more excited when they announced their move.

 

“The house is coming along nicely,” Miroku said as they all walked towards he and Sango's home.

 

“Yes it is; it should be done just in time for the baby,” Kagome said with a wistful sigh.

 

She gently patted her rounded belly and Sesshoumaru smirked at the gesture.

 

They had decided to move to Hawaii when they found out Kagome was pregnant, and even planned a small wedding ceremony for a month after she gave birth. Who knew; their first night together six months ago would lead to so many changes; all of which, were very welcomed.

 

The large extended family walked towards the house, laughing here and there at small jokes. Sesshoumaru gave Kagome a small peck on the lips and helped her up the steps and into the house. They were creating new memories now and soon would have another one to add to the ever growing collection.

 

It all started with a boat ride.