I stayed with my love, 'mi'lord' everyone else called him, and after a while I became 'mi'lady' somehow. All those who used to give me dirty glares when they thought I wasn't looking didn't dare do that anymore. I was with their Lord, for good, and I suppose they accepted that. Like father like son, I heard a few still say. I didn't care, I was lost in bliss all the while.

He opened up, as much as I suppose he would, and spoke more, shared his personal thoughts with me. He trusted me, I knew it, and he loved me—he told me so, not often, but enough. Everything was…

Amazing.

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"Kazuhiko, come here," I beckoned with a broad smile upon my face, waving my hand to emphasize my words. My little boy wobbled down the stairs of the porch to walk over to me with his arms up in the arm, I smiled all the more as I picked him up.

My son, Kazuhiko is four years of age now. I always thought there was something wrong with me, I always thought that I just wasn't meant to have any children and that's why Miroku and I never did. Now, I know that I never had children because he just wasn't for me. Sesshomaru was, and within a year of me staying with him we were shocked to find out we were going to have a child.

I wasn't' too surprised to find out that Sesshomaru made a fabulous father. He was protective and nurturing in his own way, and he loved Kazuhiko to no end. Any ill feelings I harbored towards Miroku and her died. If they hadn't I wouldn't be here now, I wouldn't have a son I cherished more than anything, or Sesshomaru by my side each night and there when I woke up in the morning.

I love my life.

"Dad," Kazuhiko gleamed as he reached his hand out to the side, my eyes followed to see Sesshomaru walk out towards us. He gave me his subtle smile as I handed Kazuhiko over to him since that's what he wanted to do. It was simple for Sesshomaru to hold Kazuhiko in one arm and pull me into the other.

Did I mention how perfect everything was now?

Kazuhiko honestly reminded me a great deal of Inuyasha… I thought that my child would share the same features as him, of course, but Kazuhiko was also a stubborn little boy and since he learned to talk a very loud one, too. He was also full of energy, which I was fine with, it made everything far more interesting but bedtime a true task. I suppose I won't be teaching him how to hunt demons… I was the last demon slayer from my village and I have officially given up that life to live with a demon lord.

I'm alright with that, though.

I always used to ask Sesshomaru if he was bothered by his brother's death and he'd never answer me. I never really thought that he'd tell me how he felt on that matter until the day Kazuhiko was born and Sesshomaru held him for the first time. Our child held his golden gaze intently as he told me, "I regret his death." Any condescending feelings he might have had for Inuyasha being a half-demon died at that moment.

I felt Sesshomaru's lips lightly touch the top of my head to bring me back to the present and his hand wonder down my back to my belly.

"It's a girl," I whispered. I was right about Kazuhiko being a boy, so why wouldn't I be right about our second?

"If you say so," he still said that all the time but I was fine with that.

There was nothing in this world I would want more than being right here with my son in Sesshomaru's strong embrace.

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