Author's Note: So yes, I messed up… again. Sorry for posting up late! I am sooo sorry! I totally got trashed yesterday because it was my birthday and my friends wanted me to get drunk. My head didn't clear up until like several hours ago. But anyways, here's your last chapter! Sorry again.
Warning: This chapter will be quite confusing in the beginning; plus I haven't received the edit version of this chapter yet, so hang tight and read carefully.
Chapter 12
The pack of wild dogs was running after me again; only this time everything was clear and vivid. They all had white fur with ruby red eyes and sky blue sockets. Their tongue, much like a snake's tongue, was hanging out of their mouth wagging back and forth.
My feet were sweating at the fear of being caught as all of the dogs started to glow. The orbs of white lights gradually changed from k-nine shape slowly into humans'. Still, I ran for all I knew if I stop, I would not be able to get away ever again.
All of a sudden, I heard voices from a distant.
"Get out of my way," a familiar voice said.
"Sir, we don't allow swords in the hospital," a woman's voice pleaded.
"I said get out."
"Please sir--" the woman stopped and then it was silent.
I turned my head to see where all of the dogs went, but all facing me at that moment was a bunch of humans with white hair and red eyes. Leading them was a face that is unmistaken by anyone that had met him.
Sesshoumaru's eyes glazed with its crimsonness, the same color as Kanna's blood, which stained my own shaking hands. Suddenly, his body started to bled as he rushed in front of the pack of demons and was instantly by my side. His hand grabbed onto me as he forced me down onto the cold ground.
As I tried to struggle against the deadly hold, the other demons caught up. In front of me, the face of Juroumaru grinned down at my body as his old saggy hands touched my face. The rough and slimy palms traveled down to my throat where they began to choke me.
No, don't touch me! Get away from me! I tried to cry out but no sound would come.
'--The doctor say that you will remain in this state for the rest of your life but I do not believe so,' Sesshoumaru's voice said, though his mouth wasn't even moving in my vision, "According to a book of which I have read about coma, an unconscious being sometimes could still hear what another person whom is still alive is saying if he or she say it out loud. Therefore I shall try that theory on you, Rin, and perhaps you could hear me. My sword, I'm certain, can resurrect lives; however I have never tried it on someone who is in your state. It certainly would not hurt to try and so I shall use Tenseiga on you, Rin. Cheating death is a dangerous game, but for you this Sesshoumaru will pay the price. After today, never shall you see my face again…"
Then the Sesshoumaru in front of me brought out a thin but elongated, shiny sword.
Wait a minute! Are you going to kill me? Get that thing away from me! How could you, Sesshoumaru? Is this what you meant by cheating death? By killing me? I despise you! I hate you and this time I do mean it. I tried to speak again yet no sounds came out. My eyes watered as the sword was brought down to my body. I could feel the cool water trailed down my temples as I laid still like a zombie on the ground.
Then something strange happened. Around the edge of the metallic object, a blue glowing line appeared, and I could feel its pulse against my heart as the radius of the glow enlarged. The strange gleaming light then surrounded me filling my cold and numb body with warmth. I felt as light as a feather, so light that I thought I was floating in the black space.
Everything began to dissolve into smoke in my vision. One by one, each of the demons disappeared. The last was Sesshoumaru with a golden hue framing his figure. For the first time in my life, I actually saw some emotions within those two flaming reflexive eyes. A look of longing and sorrow played on the amber orbs as it unhurriedly faded away.
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"Oh my god!" A woman's voice said from distance away, "Doctor… Doctor! Look at this!"
"I can't believe it!" An unfamiliar male's voice cried out.
"She is waking up; it's a miracle!"
"Quick! Call her family members!"
"Right away, doctor," said the woman.
"Rin?" Said the male's voice slowly, "Rin? Ms. Riari? Are you awake? Open your eyes. Rin?"
What is that voice? Am I in heaven now? This must be what dead people feel like, I thought drowsily.
I could make out a blurry thin light. Slowly, the slit of light became thicker and bigger as I forced my eyes to open. Everything was a haze for a moment until my eyes became adjust to the new surrounding; in spite of this, all I could see was white.
I must be dead! I concluded.
Gradually, I turned my head to both sides to examine the environment.
Or not…I thought as I took in some of the memorable objects.
It seemed like I was in a hospital resting room. A movable table was on my right and further toward the same direction was a big metal sink with a few cabinets, and on my left was a pile of monitors. A long needle was punctured into my left arm. The silver, skinny needle was connected to a long clear tube that hooked up to a pouch of clear liquid.
The face of a smiling older man looked down me as I blinked a couple times to get a clearer view of him. I thought that Donald Trumph was the only man on earth who styles his lock the way he has been wearing them, but I was wrong. My doctor had on the same hairstyle only instead of the golden blonde hair; the man in front of me was a brilliant brunette. He had on thick glasses with squared frames that were covering his clear bright hazel eyes. I could tell from the doctor's facial muscles that he often laughed for surrounding his mouth were 'happy' wrinkles, as my mother told me when I was little.
"It's a phenomenon!" The nice looking doctor cried out in joy, "You are finally awake. We thought that you never would wake up again."
"Uh-huh," I weakly grunted, "Would you tell me what exactly am I doing here?"
A pool of bad memories floated back into my head once everything became clear. I was running away from demons, next I saw Sesshoumaru's eyes, and then a big truck's light coming toward me. My head was starting to throb when I thought about all of the past incidents.
Was all that a dream? It must have been. No--that doesn't make sense. Nothing make sense! Oh lord I'm so fucking confuse!
"I was into a car crash?" I asked out-loud in the mid of my uncertainty.
"Yes from the record it seemed to be so. Actually, I do not know all of the details concerning how you got to where you are now considering that I just got transfer here to take care of you just four months ago," smiled the doctor.
"Four months ago!" I cried, "How long have I been out for?"
"Too long that we thought that you would stay in that stage for the rest of your life," interrupted a recognizable voice.
"I'm so glad you are awake Rin!" said another familiar voice.
"Oh Sango! Kagome!" I turned my head to meet up with Kagome's and Sango's joyful face, "You have no idea how happy I am to see humans' face! Wait till I told you about what nightmare I had! I dreamt that Inuyasha was actually a monst--"
I stopped talking once I saw Inuyasha and Miroku coming into the room. They both smiled at me and I greeted them with the same manner. All of them have seemed to change somehow; their face features surely altered somewhat to an older version from what I can tell.
"Please continue with your ramblings, Rin," Miroku smiled gently.
"Don't be rude!" Sango snapped at Miroku.
"I was dreaming about how Inuyasha was this dog demon, and how he had really weird markings all over his face," I pondered while looking up at the ceiling, "But of course none of that seemed real--"
Kagome and Sango exchanged an awkward look when I mentioned this.
"What? What is wrong?" I asked them.
"Ummm Rin--," Inuyasha started.
"--I'm afraid what you dreamt was real, Rin," finished Miroku.
"That can't be true--" I doubtfully whispered.
"But it is," Kagome said, "I know it's hard to soak in, but you have to believe it. Inuyasha, Inutaisho, and Sesshoumaru are not like us."
My mouth opened but no words would come out again.
"I'm sorry Rin," Inuyasha said heartily, "it's because of what you saw of my brother and me that got you into the car accident."
I must still be dreaming. I must still be dreaming. That is just impossible!
I felt like someone was choking my throat, squeezing my neck until the last ounce of oxygen ran out. It was beginning to get hard to breath. No air would come when my lung opened. The next thing I knew I had fainted again.
When I woke up, the whole gang was still by my side.
"So you really are not human?" I continue to ask Inuyasha.
The dog demon shook his head, "Remember when Kagome said that my ears were a result from a science experiment?"
I nodded.
"Well," Kagome made a face.
"So those are…real?" I asked as I touched the dog-ears. It gave me a weird feeling, and I like it. I like it so much that I didn't want to let go of Inuyasha's ears until he told me to knock it off.
I apologized, "Sorry, it's quite addictive."
"You are not the only one," Kagome laughed. This seemed to lighten up the mood of the room.
"This is a really weird situation, you guys knew that, right?" I asked after a while.
"Yeah," Miroku, Sango, and Kagome said in unison.
"Please tell me that none of you are demons beside Inuyasha."
"Oh no!" Again all three of them replied together.
"Okay," I told myself, "good."
After the usual perverted jokes by Miroku, Sango's slap, Inuyasha's rude comments about the most absurd thing, and Kagome told him to shut up, we all ended up having lunch inside the hospital room. It felt like old time again, where the whole gang and I would sit outside of the cafeteria at school munching on our food. It was no doubt to me now that they all had changed one way or another. Even though their inner spirit were still the same, there was something unusual about each and everyone of my old friends beside their matured physiques.
I still didn't know what to think of the mess that I have placed myself in, nor did I know what to do. Dog demons? Magical power? Curses? All of these seemed to come from old ancient fictional tales that old people made up to scared their children or taught about morality in life.
If things were how Inutaisho described for them to be, am I in danger? Around the globe presently, there are millions, billions of demons whom disguised themselves as human beings. Inuyasha's father mentioned that the demons are now weak compare to the humans because of the technology that mankind had created and were still advancing in.
Maybe I should not be afraid of this. I pondered. I mean I have known these creatures probably all of my life, and I probably had befriended with many of these demons without acknowledging the fact that they are not human. So why now? Why should I be scared of them now? Maybe they are just like humans, with feelings that can be hurt and emotions that are mirrored of my own kind.
I pondered.From time to time, I would take a peek at Inuyasha but see that nothing was harmful about him. He acted like every other humans that I have met, and aside from his anomalous hair and eyes color he was pretty 'normal'.
"I'm surprise that my parents haven't travel to Tokyo to visit me. What kind of parents are they?" I asked rhetorically and then started to laugh.
"Actually Rin, they have visited you every other months since your coma," said Kagome as she used her chopsticks to grabbed some shrimps.
"How long exactly have I been in the coma?"
"It would be a full 22 months next week," answered Sango while gulping down some sake.
"WHAT!" I spitted my food out at Sango's reply.
"Yup," nodded Miroku, "almost two years."
"No shit, what have I missed!" I asked urgently.
"A lot," Inuyasha nodded as he made a face, "where should we start?"
"I'll go first," Sango volunteered, "well obviously all of us already graduate high school." She said while putting down her bowl of rice to continue, "Kagome is majoring in culinary where she will become a cook, Inuyasha is majoring in business to take over Inutaisho's company, Miroku is planning to co-owned Teen-Dream with Inuyasha so he is in the same major, and I had taken the liberty of being in law school to become a police officer. I was going to be a lawyer because of the money income, but they don't have to deal with too much action and I like to get into fights with people."
"We all knew that," Kagome remarked, "anyways, Sango and Miroku are officially married. And Inuyasha and I are also a family now, surprise huh?"
My jaw dropped as I looked at the people surrounding me. The phrase 'two years' played across my head back and forth, back and forth, like a flyer during a baseball game. I have been asleep for two years and this was what I had missed? Twenty-two months seemed like such a short period of time in one's life, but you never know how long it was until you lay in one spot while others moved around you.
"Wow, I have been in a coma for almost two years and you guys are already tying knots," I said in disbelieve, "everyone had moved on with their life and here I am thinking that I am still 17 while I'm actually almost 19. I didn't even get to enjoy my big 18th birthday!" I began to sob, "Man, I feel like I'm living in another timeline."
"Don't feel too bad, at least you don't have to suffer in your coma when everyone had," said Miroku.
"Yeah, Rin, everyone was so concern for you when we found out about your accident," said Kagome.
"Sesshoumaru took it the worse, I think," remarked Sango cautiously.
"I agree," Kagome nodded absently.
"Why? What did he do?" I rolled my eyes, "of all people, you think he was the one that worried most about me?"
"As much as you probably don't want to believe it, yeah," Inuyasha said, "he didn't eat for the longest time when he found out that you were in a coma, not that it is that big of a deal because us demons don't need to eat human food to survive. Then he went on this weird depression mood where he did not talk to anyone or do anything for three months. All he did was to go to the hospital and sit by your bedside."
"And then one day, the strangest thing happened," Miroku continued, "he decided to left his half of Inutaisho's will to Inuyasha and just left."
"What?" I asked in disbelieve.
"Yeah that's what I said," Kagome nodded, "but that was what he did."
Left? Where? Where could have Sesshoumaru gone to? Is he still in Japan even? The world is so big, he could be anywhere by now.
For some unexplainable reason, my heart began to race and I began to panic.
"Where is he now?" I asked eagerly after a moment of silence.
"Nobody knows," shrugged Sango, "he just left one night with a short note saying that he is heading off."
"We concluded that he probably left for college," said Miroku.
"What college?" I asked.
"No one knew. Considering how smart he is, any college around the globe would be more than happy to accept him."
"I don't know how he will get the money to pay for it, but knowing Sesshoumaru, he will get his hand on them somehow," Inuyasha commented, "you okay Rin?"
"Yeah," I nodded hastily. Just like that, he vanished into thin air! How could that be!
"Well the hell with him," said Inuyasha, "the only good thing he probably did in your life is to decreased your time of the coma stage--"
"Wait, what?" I asked.
"Sesshoumaru has a sword," explained Kagome, "and this is one of those weird things again, Rin, but that sword of his could bring the death back to life. While you were never dead, just asleep, the sword could not be use to its full potential."
"Sesshoumaru had on insisting that Tenseiga, which is the name of his sword, could still do some good, and he used it on you," Sango continued, "according to the medical report, you were suppose to stay in coma for the rest of your life; however after the resurrection done by Tenseiga the medical report changed to the status of uncertain, which I suppose could be a good news."
"No one was positive whether the sword worked or not, and after awhile we all gave up hope," said Miroku, "Sesshoumaru did the same and I think that is the main reason why he left."
So my on and off visions of Sesshoumaru were real! But what he said--never will I see him again? He saved me--no… he did not save me. It was because of him that I ended up in here in the first place. It was his entire fault…
"He probably was ashamed," said Sango sadly.
"Sesshoumaru? Ashamed? Please, Sango," Inuyasha snapped, "that word is not in his dictionary for as long as he has lived."
"And that is a long time," added Kagome.
Long time? I wonder…
"How old is Sesshoumaru?"
There was a pause before Inuyasha answered, "He was born approximately 200 years before I was born…"
My mouth opened but I closed it before anyone noticed.
"Inuyasha is 200," Kagome added simply.
My eyebrows perked up at the couple that sat in front of me. I was engage to a 400-year-old demon! I thought in dread.
"Age is just a number, you know that Rin," said Sango slowly. She obviously knew what I was thinking.
"I was engaged to a demon, a dog demon at that!" I shouted suddenly, "Am I the ONLY one here who think this situation is odd?"
"But you were in love with him before you knew that he was a demon," Kagome said, "love know no limit, right?"
"I was not in love with him," I quickly snapped. "I was never in love with Sesshoumaru." I was not in love with Sesshoumaru…was I?
There was a soft knock on the door as my doctor came in, interrupting the fiery conversation.
"I made a call to your parents and they told me that your father will arrange a ticket for you to go back to America whenever you have decided to do so," smiled the pleasant doctor.
"Thank you very much, doctor," I bowed my head lightly.
"Wait, you have decided to go back to America? Since when?" Asked Sango.
"Since now," I shrugged, "my father knew me well. He knew that I would decided to go back to America." Now that Sesshoumaru is not here anymore, there is no point of staying. Wait a second, since when did my decision to stay in Japan had anything to do with Sesshoumaru? Was Kagome right when she says I was in love with him?
I was begun to dig a deep hole for myself again at this new idea of being in love with the man whom I despised greatly. I was so deep in thought that I did not hear what my doctor had said to me.
"--surprise."
"Excuse me?" I shook my head and then looked at the doctor questionably.
"I have a surprise," smiled the doctor as he handed me a baby cradle, "I figured it's better for you to see this sooner than later."
"Oh what a beautiful thing!" I squealed when I see a baby boy sleeping inside of it, "Is this a extraordinary birth from some special lady or something?"
The doctor was about to speak but Miroku cut him off, "Doctor, why don't you let us tell Rin about the kid. If I were you, I would strongly suggest that you get out of this room right now. It might get rowdy."
After the doctor closed the door, the gang and I turned our attention back to the object that was in the cradle. I looked down at the child and the familiar physiques of the baby shocked me.
With a big smile on my face, I looked at Kagome and Inuyasha, "Wow Kagome! Inuyasha! I know you two hit it off well together back in high school, but I didn't know that you would be so fast on this whole family idea!"
Kagome seemed to know what I was thinking and spoke up. "Oh no, Rin, he is not ours," Kagome said as she pointed to Inuyasha and herself.
"What are you two talking about? This baby--" I asked while taking a closer look at the baby. Silver hair? Cheek marks? Crescent moon? And then something shot me. "Oh my god! This baby looks just like--"
My lungs were getting tighter, I felt like having asthma though I know that I don't have it.
"We know!" Sango cut me off as she took the baby cradle away from my grasp, "now Rin, first I need you to breath--okay good--now took deep breath and calmly breath out. Good girl!"
Though I followed Sango's breathing instruction, I wasn't about to let this subject get lost into thin air, "Who is that thing belong to!" I asked.
"Can't you tell from the face?" Inuyasha looked at me as if I was stupid.
"Well obviously!" I rolled my eyes, "what I meant is who is the mother. Is it Kagura?"
The instant I said that name, the room was filled with laughter. Inuyasha laughed so hard that he fell off his chair and still he held onto his stomach and laughed.
"No, definitely not Kagura," laughed Miroku.
"When her baby was born, everybody knew that it doesn't belong to Sesshoumaru," Kagome said, "god that thing was just as ugly as its mother."
"That was mean," Sango said seriously, "but funny and true as all hell!" Then she began to laugh again.
Of all things that he decided to do! I thought in astonishment. Maybe this is the reason why he felt so ashamed of himself and had to leave. Never would I let him live this off. For God sake, I can't believe he got someone's pregnant. And worse of all, when I was in a hospital because of HIM!
I thought in astonishment. Maybe this is the reason why he felt so ashamed of himself and had to leave."It's obviously that Sesshoumaru must have fuck around with another girl when I was deep in a coma so tell me, who is this lucky girl?" I asked in sarcasm, though my inside was burning with the desire to know.
"He didn't fuck around with anyone when you were sleeping, Rin," Miroku said.
"Then whom is this baby belong to? Is it one of his exes?"
"No, it's none of his exes," laughed Kagome.
"Then who--"
"For god sake, are you too stupid, Rin?" Inuyasha blurted out, "that baby is your!"
WHAT! My child? My own flesh and blood? Wait--Sesshoumaru and mine? But--how did this all happen? When?… Then it hit me, just like a bullet. All of the signs were right there in front of me, the bad eating cravings, the mood change, the vomiting, a bigger waist, the weight gain, everything! Of course! How could I have been so stupid? That night on the island in Australia? Or was it the night of Valentine? It does not matter, either way I was pregnant with Sesshoumaru's child without a goddamn clue.
Then it hit me, just like a bullet. All of the signs were right there in front of me, the bad eating cravings, the mood change, the vomiting, a bigger waist, the weight gain, everything!My jaw dropped as I looked Inuyasha and then at the baby cradle, "Give me that thing," I said hastily and turned my head toward the cradle.
"Oh no! You are not going to strangle the boy," Sango said as she defended the cradle as if it was her heart.
"Step away from the boy!" Kagome said as she took out the baby and held onto him.
"Oh for Christ sake," I rolled my eyes in annoyance, "I'm not going to kill him, why the hell would I do that? I just wanted to take a look at him."
Sango and Kagome exchanged another look, and then slowly Kagome brought the little body to me.
With my two shaking hands, I reached out to the tiny figure wrapped around with soft satin fabrics. Looking carefully now at the sleeping face, I could not believe that this being was mine. Mine and Sesshoumaru of all people! I didn't know how to react. It was a strange feeling, one that is unexplainable.
I thought that I would have been angry, confused, ashamed, stupid, but I wasn't. When I looked into the face of this child, I felt a surge of happiness from deep within my heart. The face melted away my anger and selfishness and mixed it into a pool of joy and forgiveness.
My three long fingers touched the softness of the baby's cheek. His pale skin felt cool and smooth under my touch. At that instant, the baby awake and yawned lazily as he stretch out his two tiny arms. His big eyes blinked lazily a couple times before he wiggled his head around. Randomly, he looked up at me but then did a double take when he saw my face. Pouting his lips, the baby blew bubbles with his mouth as he moved his lips around.
"He--he is very handsome," I managed to say.
"Awww he is so cute!" Sango shrieked as she hopped onto my bed, "I was having such a fun time feeding him when you were sleeping, Rin. You should see all the faces he does when I tried to feed him sweets."
"Poor, poor child," Miroku said as he shook his head.
"What made you say that?" I asked him.
"Fitting into society," replied Inuyasha.
"He doesn't belong to human nor demons," Miroku explained, "It's a guarantee thing that he will be picked on when he grew up. You need to watch out for that, Rin."
"Ugh," I groaned at the thought of having an abnormal child.
It was a very selfish and shameful thought, but I could not help to think about it. Here I am looking down at a child who looked like he was only a few months old, while in fact he was well over a year old with all of his teeth grown. Ever since I was little, I had always hoped to have good-looking kids. That wish came true; I do have a very stunning baby but never in my life would I imagine for a child to be good looking but get picked on at the same time.
Inuyasha told me that a half demon's life cycle was very random and varied from one to another. This baby boy may grew teeth, wobbly walk, talk baby talk though he just appeared to be just a couple months old because of his demon's side. A hanyou may grow a little in three years and then speed-growth to adult hood in just six months! One just never knows if a half demon will grow at a moderate, slow, or fast rate.
"Well this certainly is a wake up call to a girl who have been in a coma for two years," I said as I held onto the baby boy.
"You would have to know sooner or later," remarked Miroku.
"How many people know about this?" I was referring to the baby boy.
"Quite a few," answered Kagome with a prideful smile, "Rin, you son could not help it but to be a beautiful baby. Everyone was just fascinated with him."
"Do my parents know about him?"
"Certainly, your mother adore the boy," said Sango, "probably more than she should have considering that your folks have a boy of their own who happen to be the same age as your son."
"He obviously carried his father's genes," laughed Miroku, "he already received a bunch of attention from everyone."
"It's alright," I said with pride, "Can't blame him for the way that he was born. So what is his name?"
"Katan," answered Inuyasha, "Katan Michiyo."
I was irritated by the name of the boy. Why should he carry a last name of someone who wasn't around when he was born? For all I know, Sesshoumaru probably didn't even know that I had the baby.
"Does Sesshoumaru know about this?" I asked.
"About Katan?" Asked Kagome.
I nodded in confirmation.
All four of my friends exchanged a look, and no one would answer.
"Well?"
"He--Sesshoumaru left before you could gave birth to Katan," answered Miroku.
I had to grit my teeth to stop myself from exploding. What kind of person is Sesshoumaru anyways! Leaving before his child was even born, and to make things worse it was a baby boy. An abundant number of Japanese families would love to have a boy as their first-born.
Wait…the curse… Suddenly remembering Inutaisho's story, I was partially glad that Sesshoumaru was not here.
"Will Katan be forced to marry a human girl also?" I asked Inuyasha.
He nodded.
"I see," I nodded along with Inuyasha. That would give me another good reason to leave Japan…Ahh! This is too much to take in!
After a couple minutes of consideration and planning, I decided to change the subject, "So tell me, what have I been missing since the last 22 months?"
"Oh well--" Sango and Kagome immediately started with the newest gossips, who is marrying who, who is going to jail for what, etc..
Inuyasha, as usual, did not care about anything and therefore he did not put in any input. The half demon says out loud that he would rather eat crap than to pay attention to the news on television everyday. "Most of the news are overplayed and exaggerated," he concluded, "beside, they are only a few issues played over and over again. I don't know how humans could just watch CNN all day long without getting bored of the same material. Miroku is an addict of the newscast."
"The only reason he is addicted to the morning show is because of the hot anchor woman," Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Hey, I learned quite a lot from those educational shows," rebutted Miroku. Not to be out done by his wife and Kagome, Miroku informed me on all of the new landmarks, meaning strip clubs and bars that were put up around the city. "Before you leave, I should take you to Mickey Blue," Miroku smirked generously at me.
"Ummmm… I'll think about it," I said with vagueness. I was quite amazed by his intention counting the fact that he was a married man. I guess you could take out man out of being perverted but you just never took out the pervert-ness in a man.
After filling me in on what I have been missing for the last two years, one by one each of my friends left to go home. Sango was the last to leave, but her reason for staying the longest was because she wanted to play with the baby boy longer.
I looked down at the boy, my own child, whom I didn't even know that I was carrying. I asked the girls how they managed for a patient like myself to go under the knife for a labor and received a load full of vivid explanations. Sango told me that they did a C-section when it was time and Kagome and she both were there to see it. I then remembered how Kagome described the scenes, she went on telling me about all of the bloods and gagging equipments that Sango and she had to see. Seeing the expressions on Kagome's oval face, I could not help but to make gagging noises and disgusted facial movements.
"--But all of those sickening images faded away the moment I heard Katan's cries," sighed Kagome, "it was beautiful music to the ear."
"Oh he was such a beautiful child when he was born, Rin!" Said Sango as she held out her hands to the baby boy that was walking toward her.
Indeed, the baby boy was beautiful. It was obvious that he inherited more of his father's side than his mother's. Silky silver hair, strong jaw line, pointy elf-like ears, high cheekbones, and pouted lips were the mirrored image of Sesshoumaru. What intrigue me the most were the boy's eyes. Oh what gorgeous eyes Katan had become heir to, and the most interesting thing of all is it was a combination of both his father and mine. One of Katan's eyes is colored with dark and light brown hues while his other eye resembled Sesshoumaru's reflexive amber and golden tints.
"We should get you some contacts, Katan, when you are old enough," I told my son, "mommy wouldn't like for people to ask about why you have two different colored eyes."
Katan impressed me more and more everyday as he proved his premature skills to me. Already, he knew how to talk though it had not developed into a proper sentence format yet. When he couldn't make adults understand what he was trying to say, he would started to pout and make bubbles as he blew them out. Kagome and Sango had always adored that fact about him, and they told me to watch carefully at those moments because it was worth the time.
The baby boy was awfully lovable. He was a curious child and would not stay still in one spot for one mere minute. He had seem to take an affected liking to my bed and would cry every time when the doctor told him it was time to leave.
The child's heart cried out to me and I have become fairly fond of the baby. Though I had never been taught to take care of a kid before because nobody thought that I would have one this soon, my mother instinct instantaneously took over when Katan is around.
I would do anything in my power to protect this child from harm, and I promised myself to do my best to raise him. This child will be mine and only mine, not Sesshoumaru, I have decided. Even though he might look very much like his father, I will make sure to raise Katan up right. Furthermore, if I could possibly push the button I won't tell my son who his father is either. I do not want him to face with the shame of having a father who ran out on him before he was born.
To start with my plan, the first thing I will need to do is to change Katan's last name to mine, to get rid of any possible contact.
Katan Riari, that doesn't sound bad at all. I smiled while looking down at Katan's new birth certificate.
It had took me awhile to convince my doctor to change the child's name, but he finally had given in and let me do it without the permission of Sesshoumaru not being there.
Throughout my last week of staying in the hospital, there was never a time when I was alone except at night, and that was when I started to think about my life. So many things have changed since I had gone, though technically asleep. Everyone had mature and each and every one of them now had their own family to take care of. Even Kagura has her baby girl to worry about.
Sango notified me that Kagura had moved back to her country after dropping out of college and the father of her daughter divorced her. Yura, I heard, had become a hair stylist and moved to Kyushu. Kouga was engaged to a girl named Ayame and had ultimately stopped chasing after Kagome. Last but not least, Ai had move to Hiroshima after graduated from high school to get away from where her heart was broken.
I had decided finally to move back to L.A. with my parents and my baby brother, which I had never seen. I was quite excited to get to see my younger brother, Kohaku, for the first time. Katan would have someone to play with though it would be weird to have his uncle the same age as he. My parents told me that they had gotten over their shock of my baby boy about a year ago. Two years of my coma had calmed them down, though my father would not stop giving me lectures about sex.
'I hate to tell you this, Rin, but I told you so,' he would say.
'Father, what happened was a mistake,' I said.
'A mistake that could not be undone,' said my father, 'your mother basically fainted when she found out, and that was your fiancé. I can't imagine how she would react if it was some guy that we don't even know.'
My mother wouldn't stop crying when I talked to her over the phone, even my father was sniffing. He told me that business was too busy so he could not take the time off to escort me home, but he was looking forward to see me actually moving around on my own again.
'How can your business be busy?' I asked my father out of curiosity, 'I mean what do you do really, father, sit on your butt all day and sign papers?'
'Being the president of the first demon protection inc. is no joke, Rin,' said my father, 'day in and out, I have customers, clients, co-cooperators, partnerships to attend to. With the increasing of technology skills, I could develop better potions and medicines for the youkai world. It is a nonstop world where I work!'
'Okay, so you made your point!' I laughed, 'I'll see you when I get home.'
'Oh Rin?'
'Yes, father?'
'Have Sesshoumaru--'
'No, I haven't heard from him. Don't ask me any questions that has to do with that man again--'
Every night I laid in my bed thinking about how Sesshoumaru was doing. Was I in love with him? I didn't know nor do I think that I want to find out either. It would hurt too much to deal with those type of feelings again. At this moment in time, only Katan matters. In spite of this, how could I not think of Sesshoumaru when whenever I stared at Katan, it would be looking at the reflection of Sesshoumaru himself? Does he even known about this baby? Would even he care to know?
He obviously must not know about Katan or else he would probably stay back. Albeit he won't say it out loud, I know that Sesshoumaru has a soft spot for children, and he knows it too on the inside.
"Just sign this right here, and right here on the side," Jakken pointed on a piece of paper where I needed to sign my name, "and right there, and this is the last one. That's it! The engagement is now officially off."
"Thank you for your time, Jakken."
"It's not a surprise," Jakken sighed, "Lord Sesshoumaru told me that you would come sooner or later for the paper if you were to wake up again."
"Sesshoumaru?"
"We all thought that you would never get out of your coma after a year of waiting, but Lord Sesshoumaru kept on insisting that you will. As always, milord is right and here you are."
"If Sesshoumaru knew that I would get back to normal. Why did he leave? Inuyasha told me that Sesshoumaru was the one that was suffering the most when I was in my coma."
"Nobody knows how Lord Sesshoumaru's mind work. I gave up after serving the family for 300 years."
I mesmerized over what Jakken had said for a while before taking my leave. Shaking my head slightly to be able to stay concentrated again, I smiled at Jakken as I shook his green palm, "Well good day Jakken."
"Good bye Ms. Riari."
"Oh wait," I stopped before leaving Jakken's door, "I would appreciate your help tremendously if you would not tell Sesshoumaru about my son being born, Jakken. I don't want Katan to think he had a father who ran out on him."
"Oh I don't know about that Ms.--"
"Oh please! Pretty please?"
Jakken was unwillingly to accept my demand, but in the end he gave in after I offered a money arrangement.
After visiting Jakken's office, I drove over to Kagome and Inuyasha home, which was the Michiyo's mansion, to pick up Katan. Izayoi wanted to play with the baby boy so Inuyasha went and picked him up that morning.
Gazing from the outside of the Victorian house when I stepped out of my car, I started to notice the red bricks that stacked together zigzagging its way from the bottom toward the top forming walls throughout the building. The bricks stacked in harmony together forever. No matter how hard the weather is outside, they will eternally be glued as one. The outside was so beautiful; one may only judge the outside of this image while he or she will never reflect on the sorrows and the pains that this house carried along on the interior. A past cousin dying by the hand of her father, and a great demon lord following soon after the death of his niece. Now living inside this tremendous empty paradise are the lonely aging widow, her hopeful son, and his promising wife.
It only seemed like yesterday when I was running away from this same building. Everything was the same, the neatly cut brushes, cleaned gates, glossy Victorian windows, spider web-free walls; everything was just as it should be (or at least the exterior.)
Though it had been a long time since her husband's death, Izayoi still wore her black mourning clothes. Her pale skin and raven hair made her look like a ghost when she walked around the house with a sad smile on her face. She had lost a painstaking amount of weight since her cheekbones stood out of her face and green veins started to appear on her small tiny hands.
Surprisingly, Izayoi greeted me with abundant of joy and tears. She was still the kind hearted being and a woman of tradition. The whole time when I was there, Izayoi was watching out for Katan not letting him out of her sight for merely one second.
"He reminded me much of Inuyasha when he was little," Izayoi sighed with her gentle smile, "it's nice to have a child running around the house. It made it less depressing and lonely, don't you think my dear?"
"Yeah," I smiled back, feeling guilty. I wonder what she is going to say when I told her that I'm going back home. "Umm Mrs. Michiyo? I have been thinking about this for a long time and I have come down to a conclusion that Katan and I will move back to America." There! Quick and short! I might as well get it over with. There is no point of waiting.
Izayoi nodded slowly at my information, "Inuyasha had already told me a couple days ago. I only wish that you would have stay longer. I'm going to miss the both of you very much."
"I would love to stay in Japan for a little bit longer but, you know… time is not getting any younger."
"We all need to move on with our life, I suppose," Izayoi nodded understandingly.
"If you don't mind, Mrs. Michiyo, I have a big favor to ask of you."
"And what is that?"
I said quickly, "I would like you to keep it a secret to Sesshoumaru, if he ever come back, about Katan's birth. It's no offense to your family, but I just wanted to raise Katan up without the knowledge of Sesshoumaru knowing about him."
Izayoi nodded with empathy at my request, "I won't tell him, but I cannot guarantee that he won't find out. Sesshoumaru can be quite a charmer when he wanted something bad enough, you know how he is."
"He has always been good with woman; that is one thing I know for sure," I laughed.
"Yes, Miyo was one of those women even though she belonged to another man when Sesshoumaru met her," Izayoi said thoughtfully.
Miyo? Why that is the name of Kanna's mother! I knew that this is my chance to ask Izayoi about this mysterious woman name Miyo. "Say Mrs. Michiyo, what is the relationship between Sesshoumaru and Miyo? I asked him about it but he would not tell me. I think I have the right to know now after all of this, don't you think?"
Izayoi took a while to reply but she nodded in the end. "Yes, you have every right too. Miyo was Juroumaru's wife and Kanna's mother, as you already know. Juroumaru has always been a bad husband and less than often he left her alone with Kanna at the house. This brought Kanna and her mother to move in with our family and that was when she met Sesshoumaru. This was very long ago; keep this in mind Rin, approximately 70 years. Miyo, even though, was a married woman felt nothing for her husband soon began to fall in love with Sesshoumaru, no one really know how it happened," Izayoi took a break as she chuckled, "Sesshoumaru did not feel anything toward her on the other hand, but it's not too much of a surprise take into account that this always happen to him. Though Sesshoumaru didn't noticed Miyo, he did take interest in her daughter because of his love for little kids. Sesshoumaru was fond of Kanna and because of it; he would always spend time Miyo. When Juroumaru found out about Miyo's affection toward his nephew, he got jealous and killed his wife in the middle of his rage. I know that this situation sounds tragic, but in the demon's world this case is quite normal."
"You mean killing your wife?"
"Oh no, demons can be civilized creatures," Izayoi said, "I meant the part about a female going with more than one man in a family."
"Oh, I guess… unrequited love?" I said quietly, "Will he ever find that right one, you think Izayoi?"
"Sesshoumaru?" Izayoi smiled, "I think he has, but whether or not he would do something about it, I am not sure. It's destiny that brought you to him, Rin; still it's up to you and him to connect the bridge between destiny and fate."
I was quite uneasy about this suggestion of Izayoi so I decided to change the subject. "My mother, Katan, and I will try to visit you when we can," I promised the lady with much sincerity.
"Oh that would be wonderful my dear," Izayoi clapped her hands in excitement, forgetting the past conversation, "I would be looking forward to that day. I will not die until the day that I see my grandson's face again."
At the word of dying, Izayoi must be thinking about Inutaisho and Kanna again. I did not want her to be depressed thus I decided to excuse myself, "You know what? I just remember that I need to stop by the grocery store to pick up some food so I will take my leave now."
"It has been nice having tea with you dear," said Izayoi.
"The pleasure is all mine, maim," I said to Izayoi and then turn to Katan, "come on Katan, say bye-bye to grandma."
"Boo-bye," Katan said with his baby talk as he waved his little hand at Izayoi.
Spring has always seemed to me like a symbol of a new beginning. Indeed, this spring will mark the beginning of another part of my life. Sitting by the side of the shrine's step, I gazed onto the streets of Tokyo. Teenager girls walking together in happy harmony under the fluttering of pink Sakura's petals, bikers riding along the sidewalk, and giggly laughter echoing through the quiet alley. How I wish I could turn back the clock of time. I used to be one of those teenager girls, and I used to laugh my heart out in those alleys in Tokyo, but not anymore. Now I had become a complete different person. I had mature and I had grown to be wiser with life.
"Mama," Katan mumbled as he started to make bubbles with his pouted lips again, "mama."
I looked down at the child that was sitting in my lap with much affection. "We will start a new life once we reach America, Katan Riari. I know we can make it in this dog-eat-dog world because America is the land of opportunity; it's the land of hopes and dreams. As long as we have dreams and hopes, we will be okay."
"Would we be happy?" Katan asked me as his big eyes blinked.
"Yes, we will be happy," I smiled, "I will take care of you, and protect you, and love you like no other mothers; yes even better than Izayoi and my own mother. You will grow up to be a happy boy and you will have everything and anything that you desire. Mama will even kill someone for you if that will make you happy."
At this Katan began to laugh and he laughed even harder when a white petal landed on his nose.
He is the only thing that I have left, the only thing that I could call 'mine.' Never will anyone take Katan away from me. Never will Sesshoumaru take Katan away from me, I simply just won't allow it.
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"You will visit us again, won't you Rin?" Miroku asked me at the airport when we were all at the gate.
"I will be honest and say I don't know, Miroku," I told him.
"Kagome and I will visit you for sure then," Inuyasha told me as he left my suitcase by the transporting machine.
"Yes, please do. You all will always be welcome in my home," I smiled brightly at Miroku and Inuyasha, "and I'm sorry Inuyasha for…well you know."
"It's okay," shrugged the half-demon, "it must not be easy for you to find out about our kind though I will admit it that you took it the worse out of everyone."
"Yeah well," I laughed, "Miroku, Inuyasha I want you two to do a big favor for me. I already told Kagome and Sang about this so don't worry about them not knowing."
"Ok what is it?" Asked Miroku.
"I want you to keep the news about Katan away from Sesshoumaru if he ever come back," I said slowly, "I want to raise my son all on my own and I don't want Sesshoumaru to get in the way."
"Don't you think that is a little bit harsh? After all Sesshoumaru is Katan's father," said Miroku reasonably.
"Who doesn't even know that his own son exist," I retorted.
"Alright, it's not that big of a deal. I will keep it a secret," Inuyasha said.
"Me too," Miroku said after a while of silence.
"Thank you so much," I smiled.
From a short distant apart from me, I could hear Sango and Kagome baby-talking to Katan.
"Auntie will be very unhappy if you do not call us," Kagome told the baby boy.
"Happy, happy," said the young toddler as he patted Kagome on her cheek.
"No Katan," said Sango, "unhappy, unhappy."
"Okay," said the boy as he pouted, "Sango will miss Katan?"
At this Sango started to sob, "Yes, Sango will miss you more than you can imagine."
"Will Kagome miss Katan this much?" Katan spread his two arms out to as big as he could.
"Even more," Kagome smiled down at the kid, "will you be a big boy and take care of mommy for us?"
"Mama is--mama is--" Katan was at loss for word. He started to pout and blew bubbles as a sign that he didn't know what to say.
"Umm nice?" Asked Kagome.
Katan shook his head in disagreement.
"Sweet?" Inuyasha joined in.
"Uh-uh," again Katan shook his head, "you are stupid." He pointed to Inuyasha and started to chuckle.
"He is Sesshoumaru's son alright. Already at one and he is making fun of you, Inuyasha. I know, Katan, what about angelic?" Asked Miroku as he joined in laughing at the little boy's remark.
"Nuh-uh," Katan shook his head still.
"Beautiful?" Sango asked.
Finally the baby boy nodded heartily as he embraced Sango by her neck.
"Mama is boo--mama is boo-tee-fool," said Katan proudly. It took him a while to learn the new word, but when he finally said it, he said it over and over again. "Mama is boo-tee-fool. Mama is boo-tee-fool."
"Good boy!" Kagome and Sango cooed the little child.
I smiled down at my son, and he gave me a bigger smile when he saw me beaming down at him. That is the one thing that Katan has that Sesshoumaru did not possessed, a smile that can light up a room. Maybe Sesshoumaru did has that smile once, but he had lost it somewhere back in his years of finding out the meaning to life. I would make sure that Katan's smile would forever be with him and stay by his side.
"Why thanks Katan, mommy appreciate the compliment," I said.
'Flight 382 Moscow, Russia.' A voice said over the intercom.
"That's your flight," sighed Sango as she gave me a hug, "be sure to keep in contact with us, alright?"
"And if you can't call, write letter or email," added Kagome.
"I will," I smiled at both of my girl friends.
"How many stops do you have to make?" Asked Miroku while lifting Katan up to his neck.
"First at Moscow," I read my flight schedule, "and then Rome, Paris, Boston, San Jose, and then finally Los Angeles."
"That is a lot of stops," remarked Inuyasha.
"Yeah I know, but this is not the first time I took a long trip before. You guys will experience it too when you go and visit me."
'Final call, Flight 382 Moscow, Russia.' The intercom spoke again.
"I want to go and ride on the big plane. Mama! Katan wants to go in plane now," my son whined as he started to run around. Struggling against the crowd and with his own size, Katan grabbed onto my sleeves just in time to trip and fall down. He then started to tear up when he thought that I wasn't paying any attention to him. "Mama won't leave Katan, right?" Katan sniffed as I helped him get up.
"No," I shook my head and smile, "I will never leave you, sweetie."
"Rin, you better get your ass on the plan right now!" Miroku shouted as he ran to me, "they are going to close the door."
"Okay, sweetie, we're going," With Katan in my arms, I walked quickly to the gate.
"Have a good flight maim," said the female flight lieutenant.
"Thank you," I said as I gave two tickets to her, "sorry for being so late."
"Mama got sidetrack," Katan smiled at the flight lieutenant on the other side of the gate.
"No problem," smiled the woman, "you have a very handsome brother."
I gave the woman a short surprised look but soon understand. Though Katan is almost two, I'm still too young for people to realize that he is my son.
"Thanks," I smiled with gleaming pride.
Katan was fooling around with everything that he saw on the airplane because he was so intrigue with all of the tools, but it did not take a long time for him to fall asleep once the plane took flight. He was indeed an energetic boy though he could not be hyper all day long. He was still a baby and therefore need his sleep.
I stared at the sleeping boy in adoration. Here I am going home after settling in Japan for almost three years and what have I learned? Too many things than one could name. I have lost many things but gain so much wisdom from doing so. I am bringing back something that was part of my pain to America with me. Will you forever hunt me, Sesshoumaru? No matter how much I tried to get away from you, you always seemed to be close one way or another. But…it doesn't matter anymore. Though Katan is half your, you will have no power or respect from him because I will be the one that will raise him. I will be the one that will make him a happy child and stay happy when he grew up. He will be happier with me, he will be happier in America, in L.A...
I'm coming, Los Angles.
"There is no place like home," I said as I lied back and closed my eyes.
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Enlogue
Sydney, Australia:
The sky was darken with gray clouds and black outlines. From afar, one could hear the whispers of the 3 octaves range that the wind would make. The heavy rain pour down hard upon the industrious streets of Sydney. Streetlights, boutique stores, coffee places, and bookstores, clothing departments, which were light up along Darling Harbor. Somewhere along Darling Harbor's streets stood the four-star-hotel that Inutaisho once own, the Shining Star.
Another businessman bought the hotel about three years after the death of Inutaisho Michiyo. Since the change of owner, the then 4-star rated hotel had become even more popular than it was and no sooner the hotel became an exclusive 5-star hotel.
Looking out through a windowpane on the 28th floor of Shining Star Hotel was a pair of golden eyes. The bright innocent eyes stared out into the street of Darling Harbor with curiosity and enthusiastic. They blinked a couple times and then squished together in confusion.
"Daddy?" The big pair of gold eyes turned toward the office desk in the room.
The black-leathered pimp-like chair from behind the office desk spun slowly around revealing a pair of identical tiger-eyes; yet they are sharper and more merciless.
"What is it that you want, Sara?" Sesshoumaru asked through his reading glasses.
"Would you please come over here?" Asked the young girl that was sitting Buddha style by the tall-glassed window.
In a split of second, Sesshoumaru was beside the baby girl whom he called Sara. She smiled at him showing her gleaming white and then pointed out toward the glistening street.
"Sara do not like the rain," remarked the child, "it is very depressing. Do you like rain, Daddy?"
The silver hair Sesshoumaru squinted his eyes concentrating on the raindrops recalling his past memories. He remembered back on the several rainy days that he had experienced; the one rainy day when he first met Rin and took her to the Michiyo mansion, the one rainy day when he took Rin for Christmas shopping, the one rainy day when Rin and he were trapped on an isolated island and that same night he lost control of his demonic power, the one rainy day when Rin found out about his family's secret, the one rainy day when she got ran over by a truck and went into a deep coma that she never woke up from.
"I do not like the rain either," replied Sesshoumaru at last.
"Sara doesn't like living in a place where it rain all the time," the child pouted.
The familiar pout that won him over by the girl that he fell for two years ago. Sesshoumaru looked down at his only daughter not knowing how he would tell her to stop doing so. It was a natural habit of Sara to pout like Rin, and Sesshoumaru knew that he couldn't stop it because it was an unconscious doing, but he could not help but to wish that Sara wasn't so much like her birth mother. Aside from her amber colored eyes that ever so changed color from brown to yellow and her silky straight silver hair, Sara was nothing like him. Her small, full lips, her tiny button nose, and her moody and energetic personality reflected her mother in every aspects.
"I am far too busy to reconsider about relocating a home at this moment," Sesshoumaru told his daughter.
"Well," Sara smiled cheerfully, "when you are not busy, would you reconsider about moving to another place?"
"Perhaps."
"Promise?" Sara golden eyes quickly darken into the color of dark chocolate.
Sesshoumaru kneeled down to face Sara as he made a pinkie-promise with her, "Promise."
Letting his kid went back to her gazing show, Sesshoumaru walked back toward his working desk. The business-like demon took a quick look at a picture that was located on his desk. An image of the 2-year-old Sara wrapping her arms around him and a woman with deep violet eyes and long teal hair smiling centered in the rectangular shape frame. There were stacks of papers that need to be read over and approved, and it was already nine at night.
"Perhaps it's time to move back," Sesshoumaru murmured to himself as he stared out into the rain once more before getting back to work.
THE END
Comment and Reply:
C: Very a propos how you timed your last chapter to be on May 27 since it was the day that led off your prologue... Timing is everything, isn't it? LOL.
R: Yep!
C: I think you handled the fight between Rin and Kagura extremely well. Ok, so I wanted Kagura to die...but I love the way you made Rin handle the situation. Rin handled it with a lot of class.
R: Personally, I wanted them both to beat the crap out of one another...but that's not like Rin so I had to subdue the intensity.
C: CRAP.. I'm going to be gone for a week then.. to a 3rd world country... helping poor deprived people.. ug.. can't you be nice to me and release it a week earlier?
R: I am sorry. Not only did I not update on your request, I am late on it. But I think that helping people from 3rd world countries would change a person's heart. I mean you should be happy to help them, you know? You can learn a lot from doing something like that. I hope you had a good time while you are there. )
C: You have a surprising amount of talent.
Please feel proud of yourself for what you have accomplished.
It is something many people will never do in their life.
Know that you have created something timeless, more then a story, something that people can look back on with a certain fondness or sweet sadness.
On one hand it may have entertained a handful of nerds and emotional teenagers scattered across the internet. But on the other, words that you have spoken in your story might have helped shape the future in someone's life. It may have assisted a young person in coming to an important decision.
But what most likely it is, is something special to look back on as we go through are lives with affection and a sweet bitter reminder of what we read and how it made us feel.
We will remember the tears we have shed for this fic or the smiles we have smiled and it will be with a great fondness that we do so.
I honestly hope you have a good life who ever you are. You have given me things to smile about and thing to feel sadness over. And for that, I thank you.
R: No, thank you for leaving me such an inspriring review. Thank you again.
C: I so cried when Fluffy's father died. i guess i really needed to cry. :p
R: Yay! I was hoping people would cry lol.
C: Oh, I love this chapter! Rin finally stands up for herself and doesn't take shit! She needs more of a backbone in some fiction. But, you made her her own person and it was a great change. She always talked about doing drastic things in her mind, but now, in this chapter, she put them to good use. Good job!
R: I was proud of her too...
C: Please i am BEGGING YOU let it have a happy ending it is the Thursday before finals week i spent all day reading your fic and i got all upset when i went to class because i was so involved in your story i swear i could feel rin's pain i dunno if that makes you a good writer or me weird but PLEASE i think it will ruin my week, at least, if you update and it is sad.
R: Awww!
C: drys eyes- omg this is so sad- but so well written. it actually made me cry- poor rin- poor sesshy and inuashio, omg. but i luvd how u wrote it- is Rin pregnant?- i think she is.
R: Now you know )
C: You PROMISED, PROMISED, PROMISED to update on May 27 and you DIDN'T! evil-evil-evil you!
R: I AM SOOOOO SORRY! Author's Note: Are you guys confused yet? HAHA Yay! I'm finally finished with this story! This is the end of Scandalicious, though many of you, I'm sure am not really satisfy. Not to worry though, I'm working on its sequel already. Well…that is if you guys want me to write more. So go ahead and write to me what your opinion is, and whether I should continue on with the sequel or not. I feel like I should, but it all depend on you guys to decide if I should post it up or not...So with that to say REVIEW!
WHAT TO EXPECT FROM THE SEQUEL:
What have Sesshoumaru been up to?
Who was the mysterious woman with teal hair and violet eyes that appeared in the picture with Sesshoumaru and Sara?
What will awaits Rin when she returns to America?
How will Rin and Sesshoumaru relationship develop?
How does the Inuyasha gang manage to keep secrets from Rin and Sesshoumaru at the same time?
How will Sesshoumaru react when he finds out that Rin had finally awake?
What will Rin reaction be when she finds out that she has a daughter?
Will Rin and Sesshoumaru be together at last?
All of these questions will be answered and more in the sequel of Scandalicious called "Scandalicious II: " (Haven't figure out the full title yet.)
The first chapter of the sequel will be publish sometime during late summer of 2006.
Till then...SEE YA!