. : Inazuma : .

: . By Akikazu . :

. : Epilogue : .

They built a dojo.

It was huge, more than thrice the size of the one that Sakura's family ran. It sat where a neighborhood had been leveled during the final battle of the Aquarian Age. The architecture was very traditional, as Kagome had insisted, and it had an inner courtyard where Goshinboku continued to grow.

It was the first anniversary of the end of the Aquarian Age, exactly one year had passed since the presence of psychics had been revealed to the world. But there would be no parades or anything of such festivities as rain drops careened down on the world.

Lightning streaked across the sky and thunder boomed through her ear, causing Kagome to sigh happily.

Class had just been let out because of the weather and Kagome couldn't help but be grateful. The storm was just too marvelous to teach through.

Moving forward she opened the window and slid outside onto the tile of the partial roof of the dojo's second floor. Careful not to slip on the rain slackened tile she sat down with her legs hanging over the edge, and let the rain wash over her. Not even a minute later she was soaked to the bone.

A door slid shut in the room behind her but Kagome didn't turn to look. She already knew who it was. She felt the person climb out of the window and sit behind her. Strong arms wrapped around her and she leant back into the man that she loved. Lips covered hers for a brief moment before pulling back by her ear. She could feel his warm breath puffing over the delicate appendage and shivered slightly.

"Naoya," she murmured.

"Enjoying the rain, Kagome?"

"Yeah. You've dismissed your students as well?"

"Of course," he pressed a kiss to her cheek. "I don't want them stuck here with us if there's a flood warning." He kissed her temple, "the winds tell me it's going to be a long storm."

She sighed happily and he took possession of her lips again. Kagome shivered again and Itsuki pulled away. Gleaming gold eyes watched her at half mast.

"We should go inside. I wouldn't want you to get sick."

"Mmhm. Mama's here too so we shouldn't be sneaking off. Sota's at Sakura's and she'll think that we're…"

He kissed her again, a brief kiss this time before standing and pulling her back inside. Lightning flashed behind them.

I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I .

Kun Loon cornered him while Kagome was cooking.

Itsuki knew that she had not completely forgiven him for being his mother's son but had put up with it because he knew he had to be with Kagome. He knew that Kagome would never abandon her family.

"Have you seen your mother lately?" Kun Loon asked, some what pleasantly.

"Yes, last weekend."

Kagome had forced them to go. Apparently just because your mother only saw you as an instrument to gain power didn't mean you could ignore her.

Back to the situation at hand Itsuki noticed the Kun Loon had gone even stiff than he was.

"I believe I owe you an apology," she murmured, quietly.

Itsuki stared at her blankly.

"I judged you from your mother and I've continued to hold that grudge for the past year. I had no right," an empty smile twisted her lips. "Kagome showed me, she's a much more forgiving person than I am."

"She is," he agreed.

Kagome chose that moment to duck into the room.

"Oka-san, Naoya, dinner is ready. You better come eat before it cools."

Itsuki stood and held out a hand to the mother of his lover.

"We'll start over then," he said.

She smile and took his hand. Together they joined the young woman they loved in the dinning room.

I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I . I .

Much later Kagome and Itsuki sat together on a window seat, watching the rain splatter against the window. Kagome cuddled into her lover's embrace as lightning split the sky. Soft lips pressed to the crown of her head.

"Did you ever think it would be like this Kagome?" His voice was soft, soothing her mind without effort.

"No."

"When did you know we were in love?"

She gave a tiny shrug, "it just hit me, right out of no where. I just suddenly knew that this was love."

"Like lightning then."

A smile curved her lips, "yeah, just like lightning."

. : End Story : .

: . Author's Note . :

Inazuma is Japanese for a flash of lightning.

It's over, but my feelings at this moment aren't those of pure relief.

I like this story. I suppose that's only reasonable seeing as I've been writing it for a bit under a year. This is actually the third multi-chapter story that I've finished and the feeling of doing so is very weird.

The time had finally come to close the curtains on this story, but I've included a fact fiction segment for Juvenile Orion.

Till next time.

. : Fact and Fiction : .

Alright for those of you who've I've confused, it's time to sort through the facts of Juvenile Orion, who's plot I've twisted very far without any boundary what so ever.

Are the Sightless really a faction?

Fiction, nope, I created them. It's just a strange idea that just hit and stuck.

Do the voices from Kagome's head exist?

Fact, they do not in the Manga but they are actual cards save Mythrel whose card is Angel Knight.

Azrael?

Fact, Tsukasa mentions him when he's recalling the moments before his descent to Earth.

Does Arisugawa exist, who is she?

Fact, she does exist. She's the weird fiancée that Isshin's family hooked him up with.

Itsuki Kanna?

Fact, Kanna is actually Itsuki and Haruna's mom who is briefly mentioned in the Manga. She really was disinherited for unknown reasons.

And that's all for Fact and Fiction.