Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart of Ice ❯ Epilogue ( Chapter 21 )

A/N: Hello everyone. I realize I lied, and I'm writing an epilogue even though I didn't receive ten requests from ff and ten from mm. A number of people wanted to see one, so I decided to make one. Thanks for your patience and reviews! Love you all!!! Please come join me for any future stories. ALSO, new reviewers, please keep reviewing!

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Chapter 21: Epilogue

Koenma was ready to tear out his hair, if the little pipsqueak wasn't doing such a good job for him. He was miserable. Absolutely miserable. A grimace graced his teenage form as he tried to pull the squirming child off of his head where it was gnawing and pulling on his hair. Koenma could tell when he glance up at the two-year-old's face that he was laughing at him. The untrained jagan on the little boy's head peered around the room before landing back on Koenma. It flared a brilliant purple before a faintly visible stream of violet power connected to Koenma's mind and let loose the child's gleeful mental laugh.

The young prince of Reikai groaned and gave up on his efforts to detach the demon child from his head. Why was he in this situation, you ask? Well…good ol' Koenma was Kiseki's convenient babysitter. Kagome and Hiei were off to have a little time for themselves and left Kiseki in the capable hands of Koenma…after a few threats of course. Finally fed up with the tyke, who actually was the same height as him when he was in baby form, Koenma forcibly yanked the child from him. Not paying attention, he had grabbed his arm too tightly. Not only that, but Koenma had caught the child off guard. Kiseki went flying through the air from the force of the spirit prince's yank.

 

Koenma's eyes widened as he tried to reach and grab the child. His attempt was unsuccessful and he cursed his luck when the door opened to reveal none other than the stoic taiyoukai. Shock flashed across his face as he caught his nephew. “Koenma…tell me, why was my nephew flying across the room.” Sesshomaru's tough image was disrupted by the two-year-old cradled protectively to his chest. Kiseki, though a demon, was still a child and was currently sniffling while clinging to his uncle's white robes. To say the taiyoukai was unhappy or angry was an understatement.

The spirit prince leapt from his position behind his desk and fell to his knees before the raging taiyoukai. Though Sesshomaru's face was void of emotion, his eyes spoke of great torture to be inflicted on the culprit. Koenma glanced up and paled when he saw the light bruise decorating Kiseki's wrist where he had grabbed him too tightly.

Sesshomaru turned from Koenma and set his nephew on his feet. “Kiseki. Look at me. Why are you crying?” A soft look entered his eyes. He reached out his hand and grasped the small boy's wrists in his own. When he saw the further watering eyes, he was confused.

“Uncle Sesshy, my wrist hurts. Where's onii-chan? Shippou onii-chan always makes the hurt go away when mama and papa aren't here.” Sesshomaru released his arms and examined each one to see which was hurt. A dark look entered his eyes when he was the darkening bruise in the shape of a hand. He lifted thunderous eyes to Koenma.

“Go outside for a little bit, Kiseki. I have something to discuss with Koenma.” Kiseki glanced up at the two adults and backed toward the door and then stopped.

“Uncle Fluffy…it wasn't Koenma's fault. I…I was being bad. Don't hurt him” Small doe-eyed crimson orbs gazed up at Sesshomaru. The look of admiration shining beneath the pleading made the taiyoukai's heart melt into a puddle.

“If you so wish, Kiseki.” Sesshomaru turned away from Koenma and picked up Kiseki. The two left Koenma's office. The spirit prince sighed in relief. He would have laughed at the tenderness the renowned emotionless taiyoukai had shown to his nephew if he hadn't been in such a dire situation. He knew that the only thing that had saved him from being a pile of green acid was Kiseki's request. `I guess the little guy's not that bad.' Koenma smiled and then returned to his seat. All he hoped for now was that Hiei, and even more so Kagome, never found out. Though the taiyoukai was scary and Hiei was brutal, Kagome would be the most terrifying of them all if her babies were hurt. Koenma sighed. He got off easy seeing as Shippou and Inuyasha would have wanted a piece of him too...and considering how close Kurama was to Hiei, he might also…not to mention Yusuke who had gotten protective of all little babies since Keiko got pregnant. Koenma shuddered. Yes, Kiseki wasn't so bad after all.

 

 

 

-------------------Some Years Later------------------------------------------------------

“And they lived happily ever after.” Shippou sat with his three younger siblings reading them one of the children's tales from Kagome's time. Emerald eyes gazed lovingly at his two brothers and one sister. Kiseki (miracle) and Kiba (fang) were grinning at each other as they recalled the prince in the tale slaying the dragon. Kira (?) gazed dreamily at her eldest brother as she recounted the happy marriage at the end.

Kiseki was like a little version of his father, complete with a little jagan and gravity-defying hair. Kiba, on the other hand, resembled Kagome more. He had wavy hair that was tied back in a low ponytail. Like his mother, Kiba's eyes flashed with his emotions. Kira was the mixed child. Though her eyes were crimson, they sometimes flashed with hints of other colors. Her hair fell in waves like Kagome's but her ears were pointed like her brothers' and father's, unlike the human appearing ears of her mother.

Kagome and Hiei snuggled on a couch not far from the little ones. A smile spread on her face as she felt happiness course through her. “Koishii…thank you…for giving me everything I've ever wanted.”

Hiei gazed lovingly at his children and then at his wife. “It is I who should thank you, my mate. You are the answer to all my dreams, fears, and uncertainties. We will be together forever koishii. I will never let you go…never.”

 

 

The curtains slowly close to this scene as Kagome and Hiei's auras intertwine. Somewhere to the west Sesshomaru and Inuyasha live together happily as brothers. Somewhere in reikai Miroku continues to fondle Sango and snag rides from Kirara. And sometime in the future, each child will have his day and grow strong to protect their loved ones just as their parents, uncles, and friends did in the past.

 

~~~~~OWARI~~~~~THE END~~~~~

 

A/N: Okay, this is literally the end, unless I decide to make a sequel. Some of you wanted to have a sequel written, so I'll think about it. Thanks for your patronage. I love you all! Join me next time or join me in When Times Collide. Thanks! NEW READERS: I hope you'll still review even though this fic is done. I do still read every one of them. They keep me chugging along. Byez.