SORRY!!!! OMG i am SOOO sorry! I'm an idiot.
Heres the epilogue.
Sango stood at the center of the room, biting her bottom lip nervously. She fidgeted in her heavy kimono, it's fabric rubbing against her skin. Clenching the white cloth, she turned her head slightly to the right to face the man standing next to her, but quickly looked away, her cheeks stained red. The flaps of her head piece smacked the sides of her face lightly. This only caused her to blush more, remembering full force why she was there.
Miroku stared at Sango, a proud smile on his face. She looked gorgeous in a wedding kimono. It graced her body and complemented her skin. Her lips were painted even redder than their natural shade, and her eyes looked beautiful. He bent down and kissed her passionately, right on cue. Behind them, InuYasha and Kagome cheered in their friendly manor.
Sango broke away, blushing furiously. Miroku smiled wider. She was so cute.
And now she was his wife.
Miroku squeezed her hand, then pulled her to him. He removed the elaborate piece from atop her scalp, and kissed her forehead. Sango tore away, red. Miroku stared down at her confused.
"Not in front of Kohaku," she said in a loving tone. The pair smiled at each other, then turned to Kohaku who was perched on Kagome's lap. He had a head full of ebony black hair, the same color as Miroku's. His enormous purple eyes blinked at his parent's, curious at their stares. He was clad in a little black kimono, loosely fitting his miniature body. Sango hoisted him up into her arms, supporting him under his butt and by the back. He giggled at the sudden movement, then clapped his hands together in joy.
Sango smiled a him, laughing a little at his cuteness. He stopped laughing, then looked down at Sango's chest. He giggled, then smiled lecherously. He banged Sango's boobs like drums, her face a cherry.
"That's my boy," Miroku stated proudly, smacking Sango's butt. Sango let out a little yelp of surprise, as her face turned a shade of maroon. InuYasha and Kagome laughed at her. Miroku joined their chortling, feeling giddy. Sango pouted for a moment, then let herself go. Kohaku was confused, but assimilated, laughing with the pack.
Sango looked around her. This was her family.
Who would have thought that her brother's death could have led to something as wonderful as this? She silently thanked God for replacing the tears of sorrow with tears of joy. Smiling, she undid her kimono and fed her child, cradling him protectively. Miroku rubbed her back as he stared at her chest hungrily, and she giggled while blushing. He kissed her tenderly, licking the remnants of her lipstick away. InuYasha and Kagome reached for Kohaku, trying to shield him from profanity. They were the protective aunts and uncles, and Miroku was the loving father and husband.
Yes. This was her family now.
And she loved it.