Mr Brightside

by TheMadKatter13

SUMMARY~Unrequited love is always difficult. Especially when she's in love with your brother. AU. Sesshoumaru/Kagome.

DISCLAIMER~The rights to Inuyasha reside with Takahashi Rumiko and I receive no financial gain from the writing of this story.

AN~At last! The real Final Chapter! And a time skip. I hope it lives up to your expectations!

18 I'm Coming Out of My Cage and I've Been Doing Just Fine, Reprise

"Tadaima!" Sesshoumaru looked up from his work at the call to find his Mate already sprinting from the room, bare feet flying around her ever-present skirts, a bright smile on her face.

"Katsuya!" He emerged in time to see her pouncing on their son and it was only the boy's youaki reflexes and strength that kept them from toppling to the floor. The corner of his lips twitched in a smile at his wife's enthusiasm. But then again, their son had been gone for over two months, touring the world. He talked to them frequently, but he knew she missed him being there.

"Hi, mom!" The tone was sarcastic but the hug he gave her was sincere, his nose burying into the unMarked side of her neck to draw her scent into his lungs. Sesshoumaru knew the feeling. The need. It was an action he himself did every day as often as he could. It was an addiction even one as strong as himself could not deny. He still couldn't believe his luck. He had been in love so long that had become fine with waiting in the wings, but here they were, nearly two decades after first meeting, and she was finally his.

After her divorce and unMating were processed, Katsuya, Sesshoumaru, and Touga had helped her move her things out of what had been hers and Inuyasha's house. Not long later, Inuyasha, who couldn't find a job to support himself, lost the house, as well as everything else he owned. Kikyou, once realizing her cash cow had sailed, left him as well. Kagome had had a short period of mourning but she had plenty of help pulling her from that short and passing grief. Part of Sesshoumaru's tactics had been increased wooing and his attentions, after a somewhat long, silent debate on Kagome's part, won out. Their marriage was smaller than her first, but her Mating was definitely longer. He was pulled from his memories by a startled cry and he looked up in time to see his son pick up his mother and spin her in a circle, both of them laughing though Kagome also seemed to be leaking tears of joy.

"Katsuya!" They all turned to find the small form of Midori racing at them as fast as her little feet would carry her. The boy released his mother and swooped up his baby sister, throwing her high in the air before catching her again, the girl, whose features matched that of her father and brother in almost every way, shrieking in laughter. Kagome retreated to his side to watch her children re-bond as she wrapped her arms around her husband and Mate.

"We're whole again, Sesshoumaru," she whispered. He leaned down to nuzzle her Mark, nipping it lightly and delighting in the faint traces of arousal he could detect from the motion.

"Yes. We are."

~X~

"Ah, Sesshoumaru! But, the children-"

"Are asleep."

"O-ok," she panted. To this day, he still loved how she reacted to him. How innocent she still seemed to be. It was more arousing than any female's deliberate seduction. He nipped his way over her Mark, then her collarbones, splitting her shirt as he went, until he reached her breasts. The lace-covered cups were shoved roughly out of his way as he circled a pert nipple with his tongue, lightly grazing it with a fang as the claws of one hand teased her other nipple, and his other hand teased her covered core, stroking lightly. Her back arched and her hips jerked.

"Please, Sesshoumaru," she begged breathlessly. A grin pulled his lips as he ignored her request, taking his time to remove her clothes, kissing his way down her body wherever something was removed. He paused between her legs, breathing on her through her underwear and she lifted her hips into his mouth. He let out a chuckle.

"Patience," he commanded

"Please..." Finally, he heeded her request and pulled her underwear from her legs, placing his mouth over where the lace just vacated. She moaned and he purred, loving the sound. She was already so worked up from discreet dinner foreplay that it didn't take long for his long tongue sliding in and out of her, accompanied by a thumb brushing her sensitive clit, before she came with a soft cry of his name. His Beast wanted her to scream his name to the heavens, but he knew she never would when the children were home. As she came down from her high, he stripped his own clothes from his form, sliding up her still-lithe body, pressing kisses against her sweat-slicked skin as he went. His hips nudged her thighs apart and it was only a second later that he was sliding into her. After all these years, she still felt perfect and they both moaned at the feeling. He already knew she liked it rough and so he teased her, taking his time to build up the power of his thrusts until her fingers were ripping the fabric of the sheets they were clenched in. He loved getting her to this point. Suddenly, he whipped out of her, flipped her onto her hands and knees, and slamming back in, loving her cry of pleasure. An arm wrapped around her waist to press a finger against her eager nub.

"Sesshoumaru," she chanted, her hands gripping the headboard until her knuckles turned white with the effort. She tightened around him and he knew she was close and so he sped up his thrusts and his fingers, his fangs and claws elongating. With a cry, she came, here walls tightening almost painfully around him and pulling him into his own orgasm, and he struck, his fangs sinking deep into her Mark, triggering a second wave of her orgasm. The thrusting of his hips gently slowed but didn't stop, riding out both orgasms. When the tremors finally ceased, he released her neck, lapping apologetically at the blood that had pooled there, and they fell to their sides, his knot keeping him buried deep inside her. Neither of them minded and in fact, Kagome had once told them that she loved it, because of how close it made her feel to him. He hid a smile at the memory, nuzzling her neck.

"I love you," she mumbled, snuggling backwards into his embrace.

"And I you, my Kagome."

FIN

(Dokugan Mods, please ignore this long AN as it is my final one for this story! Pretty please [and thank you?]!)

The facts about Mr Brightside:
-started on paper of a spiral-bound notebook last summer at previous job,
-longest story written WordCount-wise (ANs excluded),
-longest story written chapter-wise,
-first and only of it's kind (planned) by me.

Last, a little bit of background info I couldn't fit into the story but wanted you to know about my OCs anyway: Katsuya and Midori are identical to their father in everyway but when they lose control of their youki, their eyes, instead of turning red like full-blooded youkai, turn blue, like their mother's miko powers.

Last of all, I would like to thank any- and every-one who has reviewed over the course of this journey, and I just ask that, being the end, everyone who reads through this take a minute, or more, depending on how much constructive criticism you wanna get down with (GIVE ME ALL THE CC!) and LEAVE A REVIEW! (Please?) ESPECIALLY those of you who have read my other work and know how different this one is. But still, thank you all so much for your time and support, and I hope you enjoyed the ride. I don't have any further ideas for this fandom just yet but keep your eye out because ANYTHING can inspire me! ^.~