Hidden Agenda

"This one," her son grated out, "Does not lose."

"If you say so," the Western Lady nonchalantly replied, "But Kagome seems to find the company of wolves much more tolerable these days. It couldn't be because the dog she loved revealed himself to be a devious ass."

"She will be made to see right and forgive me."

"Now what is there to forgive?" the Western Lady asked, her tone sarcastic.

"Nothing that you are party to, Lady."

And as her son flew away, the Lady of the West smiled to herself.

Men; so easy to manipulate. Now to focus on a particular miko...

FINISHED!

a/n: Yep, the end. I had so much fun working on this. It was very consuming. This whole project began based off a song (of course, as I have songs for everything!) This particular song was Pretty Girl (the way) by Sugarcult (which some of you guessed). I listened to that song religiously while I wrote this. Apologies to those who are disappointed that the story didn't follow through to the very end (if you believe there's more…). I felt that this is where this particular series needed to end. And much applause and nose-scraping bows of gratitude to those who supported this fic from day one and continue to do so—you know who you are and I love you, seriously. Your reviews made me giggle, sigh with frustration because you figured things out I couldn't admit to without giving something else you hadn't thought of away, and grin so much my cheeks hurt. And before you yell at me, the sequel is already screwing its way through my brain-I already have a song!- despite the many other goings-on I have at the moment (gotta find more prompt lists), but first I might take a break for some humor.

~LC