Author's Rant: Wow I can't believe it guys. This is really it. The ending of my third story. Please enjoy and I hope I cover everything. ^_^ Please excuse grammar mistakes.

Warnings: More fluff and surprising joy ^_^.

Chapter 31: Someone's Waiting for You

Some years later…

It's strange sometimes how life plays out for you. Of all the times she's clearly expressed hating to attend school, Kagome never would've imagined herself being a school teacher teaching at the very same high school her and all of her friends went to. So many changes have happened in the five years since the disappearance of her best friend.

Most of the forunate alterations were done in their lives but sadly not much has changed with the Federal government's regulations. Despite Xanatos being found guilty of affiliating with rival countries for weapons of mass destruction and capital treason, the rules for demon discovery remained the same. He was to serve five consecutive life terms for each illegal transaction made, including taking up the full bulk of Sevarius involvement.

The treatment of those caught being in the company of demons was slightly changed to being arrested instead of receiving the same form of punishment.

Inuyasha and Sesshomaru were still wanted as number one suspects in question of a multitude of murders in the F.D.D.A's building long ago. Luckily with the Head Man gone, the newest leader, Head Woman Miso herself, was able to deter most of the attention towards moving on from the events of the past towards a more prosperous future in hopes to one day defile the false beliefs about all demons being blood thirsty villains. All evidence of terrible cruelty towards demons during their capture was collected from the extensive investigation she ordered out to gather every scrap of illegal DNA tampering or whatever scientific documented data to ensure not a single creature has to suffer these malicious cruelties of the past ever again.

Kagome's life on the other hand couldn't be better. She'd married her high school sweetheart Hojo, after High School Graduation. The marriage had a few unsettling moments at first because of their youth and inexperience in pleasuring another but they'd gradually fell into the romantic patterns of being a happily married couple.

During these five years what probably took her by surprise the most was the engagement between Kikyo and Miroku, three years back. There had been bad blood between them in terms of who loved Inuyasha more than whom but eventually the love for one became a love for each and soon Miroku had asked for her hand. Their wedding was scheduled to occur in three more months.

Sadly she wished they waited at least five more.

"Kagome dear?" Called the gentler voice of her cousin emerging from her two story home.

"Yes?"

Kikyo having cut her hair to a shoulder length bob, smiled at her cousin swinging quietly on her poach swing. "Hojo and Miroku have finished with the food. Are you ready to eat?"

"Do I look like I'm ready to eat?" She replied pointing at the small swell of her tummy.

"Yes like for two."

"Try three." She giggled rubbing over the two small heartbeats inside. "You'll be eating more than one two soon."

"Indeed. But only after the wedding. I have to put in time at the law firm before I settle down as a house wife."

"Are you two still going to live at the temple?"

Kikyo nodded. "Yes, Miroku thinks it'll be a great place to raise the children and to be closer to Master Mushin since he's been feeling tired lately. And it's not too far from his father's company."

Right. How could she forget the day he'd taken over the family business? Right when he graduated, Miroku's father had stepped down as head CEO of the corporation and a little too eagerly handed the job down to his son. Miroku had been more than happy to take over and threw a party for five straight days celebrating in the most sinful way. He claimed it was the only way he could assure he'd be a successful CEO if all of his childhood naughtiness was done in one massive freak fest.

Just than the object of their current giggles stuck his head out the window singing merrily. "Ladies, if you wish to eat, I highly suggest you come before I take every delectable morsel for myself!"

"Oh for goodness sake." Kikyo stood, helping up her waddling relative. "Honestly Miroku, can't we have a moment's peace without hearing your awful voice?"

Miroku lifted a teasing eyebrow. "I don't recall you hating the sound of my voice last night love."

"Miroku!"

The older man laughed his heart out running back inside when he noticed his fiancée give chase. Kagome laughed their silliness and turned around to look out at the evening's paints of oranges, pinks and dark purples swished around in the dark clouds. At times like these she secretly wondered and wished for a chance to know what a certain someone was going through and if he too, could see the same skies, the same stars and the same sunset as she and their friends.

And more importantly, she wondered if he was truly happy…Wherever he was.

Some Years Later Elsewhere…

'How the years seemed to past in a blink of eye,' thought the young twenty year old hanyou sitting beneath the shade of an autumn tree.

The thoughts of any terror coming to steal away his glorified peace were all destroyed with each passing day he's lived in this wondrous land of dreams come true. Nothing but good fortunes have been bestowed him and his mate their entire stay thus far. Only one brief scare occurred when Sesshomaru was taken to the healer's quarters to remove the last remaining bullet shells lunged in his body. Though many had tried to deter Inuyasha from his mate's bed, the hanyou hadn't left his side the entire time, witnessing the whole process until he was promised that all four projectiles had been successfully removed. When Sesshomaru had awakened with that arrogant expression of annoyance at being doubted of his strength, Inuyasha knew everything would be find.

From there it's been smooth sailing.

Today was one of those rare occasions where both he and Sesshomaru could both enjoy the gratifying times of a full day together with the bubbly little bundle of chubby arms and legs stumbling about after his Father.

Their three year old son, InuShimi was weeping helplessly trying to keep up with his father's steps, which Sesshomaru was cruelly taking much too wide for his son's stubby legs to keep up with.

Seven months after they'd first arrived, InuShimi had finally decided to make his appearance in the world, not once sparing his Papa the initial pain of burdening labor. Inuyasha had been terrified wondering how in the blue hell he was supposed to give birth to a kid without a woman's special equipment. But his fears were quailed when he learned from his new friends InuRingo and Suika that he'd have to undergo a C-section for the child to be born. He'd been placed under heavy sedation during the surgical process and been mildly surprised to wake up to a loud pair of lungs only moments later.

As Sesshomaru had taught him long ago, when a hanyou and a full blooded Inuyoukai coupled, a full Inu would be born. Thus resulting in the little handsome devil plopping down on his squishy bottom again after his fifth attempt to follow his Father. On each cheek was a precious jagged pair of purple stripes trailing from his temple to the edge of two bright amber eyes. In the center of his forehead he bore the same insignia as his sire, a dark blue crescent moon. His resemblance to Sesshomaru was uncanny though Little Inushimi held some of Inuyasha's best features such as his warm innocence in his eyes and the tanned peach of his skin. Yes he'd admit that his son was going to turn some heads when he got older.

Taking caring of a baby had been a learning experience and yet truly amazing. Just about as amazing as the countless nights of roaring passion spent between them after his recovery. It took Inuyasha a full month to heal from the pressures of pregnancy plus the primitive style of surgery and add that to the seven month gestation, Sesshomaru had been without sex for nearly a year. So when he'd received the green light….

Inuyasha shivered—He'd never forget those nights for as long as he lived.

Sesshomaru had become some sort of wild beast. Not a single inch of Inuyasha's body missed a stroke of that fiery tongue and the caress of those strong hands. They'd made love countless rounds and he could still remember it all. The blistering kisses, the scorching strokes, the searing plunder of that massive—his entire body shuddered from the hot electric tingle—thank goodness for his youthful stamina. He couldn't walk for a full week and everyone made sure to make fun of his disabled state.

"Try again." Inuyasha heard the deep soothe of his mate's voice order to the whimpering babe.

Inushimi's strawberry lip quivered, pleading a soft peep as he held his short arms out for his Father to pick him up. But at the hardened frown of his sire's disapproval, Inushimi sighed a gurgled whine and hiccupped his signal of coming distress.

Oh boy. Maternal instinct immediately kicked in propelling Inuyasha from the base of his resting spot and hurried over to do some damage control before his son woke the dead with that blaster of a voice. "Do you have to be an asshole?" Inuyasha grumped, reaching down to pick up his little tearing pup.

"You're spoiling him."

Inuyasha shrugged an uncaring shoulder. "Nah, sugar doesn't spoil. Isn't that right little man?" He nuzzled the under-plump of Inushimi's cheek, earning a squeal of baby giggles. Hearing the mocked snort of being under minded, Inuyasha rolled his eyes and tip toed up to kiss his mate's thinned lips. "I spoil you too ya know?"

"Hm," Sesshomaru reached out to take the small bundle in his arm, tucking his red kimono body under the sheet of his sleeve. "You can't spoil perfection." With that remark and a swish of his silver hair, Sesshomaru walked off to try another round of getting his lazy son to learn to walk without the interference of his softer parent.

Inuyasha conceited he'd lost this round and returned back to his place under the tree to gaze out at not only his small family but the sights of the rest of the clans moving about with the everyday urgencies of life. With fall season gradually wheeling in, the time for harvesting has begun over the dying grass fields and flourishing vegetable gardens. The temperature was perfect for everyone's participation in the gathering but he'd choose today to lie down a bit. Not because he was lazy—A small smiled played on his face. No, he definitely had his reasons.

There's been an enchanting memory embracing the deepest parts of his mind because of the inspiring illusions of a certain little baby girl began to appear in his dreams lately...

Swirls of falling petals rained in a lifeless descent down to the many colors of endless flowers littered all over the grassy meadows. In the center of the flourishing wonders, sat a single hanyou picking up a small crown of pink and purple posies made by the hands of some creative child. He twirled the piece of art between his thumb and index, relishing in the softness and familiar smell of vanilla and wildflowers pulsing in his nose.

The comfortable float of falling colorations fell in heaps and handfuls, but up ahead in the midst of that cyclone of candy perfumes was a tiny sized child twirling around on the pads of her feet in mirth bliss of squealing gleeful childlike elation. Two long silver pigtails tied with spun silks of gold ribbons lightly brushed her rosy cheeks from the continuous twist of her spreading arms catching the pouring delight of sweet aromas.

Curiously wanting the same sensations of overwhelming jubilee, the young hanyou stood tall holding the flowery tiara in his hand as he slowly approaching the dancing angel in the distance.

The closer he came, the more of her cheerful chortles of sugary innocence reached out for his pointed ears, ringing a haunting melody of familiarity. Laughter he'd heard or thought he'd heard before became clearer and clearer as the song of a nightingale's lullaby until he stood over her small vision still lost in her fantasy land of whirling flowers.

She smelled so lovely and had such a captivating spirit; he couldn't help the actions of his thoughts that desired to hold the small child in his arms. However he wasn't sure if he'd touched her if she'd disappear, or fly away with the pearly glow of her swan like wings. An unsettling confliction boiled in his stomach of wanting to caress those cheeks covered in the designs of demonic markings on her face. A four point star and twin stripes on each plump cheek and the tip of her chin. But from the flow of her baby ivory kimono, the hanyou could visibly point out stripes on her wrists and legs from the winded flap of her white dress.

Finally after a few more spins, the small child turned around casting the brilliance of her angelic smile at the man standing behind her. After the witness of that radiate appearance of features so much like his own, Inuyasha, by the slowest degrees lowered to his knees looking deep into the sunflower shine of bright gold twinkling with so much purity.

"Inumi." Was the whispered happiness, thickening the knots in his throat.

The sweet little entity lifted her tiny hands to rest the ghostly touch on her father's cheek. "Hi Papa." She greeted softly stroking his face.

Balling his lips into a tight clench, the tiara of flowers slipped from his fingers as he reached out to hug the young angel he's missed for so long. "My sweet little princess." He repeated over and over again, rocking her slender frame from side to side stroking the bouncing pigtails on her head. "I've missed you so much."

"Inumi miss Papa too." She pulled back nuzzling over his chin and rubbing nose to nose. "Inumi miss Big Papa and Papa lots and lots."

Inuyasha chuckled keeping his grip as tight as he could feel her squirming under his embrace.

"Why Papa cry?" She asked feeling the soak of tears touch her forehead.

"Because Papa's happy to see his baby girl again." Came his choked reply squeezing the perfect goodness out of her body.

"Papa, no no cry." Inumi scolded playfully. "Inumi weally happy Papa. Inumi no no want Papa and Big Papa sad. Inumi want Papa happy like Inumi." She giggled pulling back to look in his tear streaked face. Seeing the fall of another clear pearl, Inumi reached out to stroke the pearled drop away. "Papa be happy now ok?" She looked around for the ring of flowers and wiggled out an arm to pick up the arrangement putting it on top of his head.

Inuyasha smiled and shook his head letting the present of flowers fall on top of her head. Inumi laughed snuggling under the cozy warmth of her father's touch, ravishing as much of his body heat as she could.

"Inumi wuv you Papa." Vowed the tender daughter placing a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Inuyasha suddenly felt his arms loosening as the once solid body began to disintegrate into a fading image in his grasp. "Oh Inumi please," He begged trying to latch onto the vanishing spirit. "Don't go please."

"Papa…no, no cry…" Said the dissolving voice echoing through his mind. "Inumi be back soon."

In his palm, the circle of colorful flowers braid through his fingers as quiet whispered words caused him to break down in a curled ball of smiling hope.

"Papa…Inumi come and see Papa and Big Papa soon…Be happy…Inumi be home…Inumi be happy with Big Papa and Papa and we can pway evewyday…."

"Yes," Inuyasha sniffled clinging to the flowers. "Yes and we'll play every single day. Every single day."

The vanishing soul looked up towards the sky and sighed as a beam of sunshine glowered over her. With one final cast at her father's face, Inumi blew a sweet kiss and waved goodbye. "Inumi go now, but come back soon Papa! I wuv you!"

"I love you too."

Those words of gliding beauty held so much meaning to him that night. Seeing the alluring sight of her bubbling face had done wonders to his heart.

Just then during his moments of dreaming reflections, Inuyasha was tackled full bodied into the ground by two large idiots tickling him from one side and the other. "What the fuck?" he laughed punching and tackling one of the others only to be brought down by a third.

Koga, Mikan and Ginta had all devised a plan to catch their friend off guard and as always he fell for it. Soon they were nothing but a pile of rolling limbs and hair tussling and wrestling in the crumbling grass. Punches and kicks were delivered but no sense of bloodshed. Just simple tactics of playful pups trying to outdo the other. This time in this bout of entertainment it was Inuyasha who'd won, by landing on top of all three stomping his foot in Mika's chest. "I'm the Alpha Dog here dammit!"

"Ah man, whatever just get your dirty foot off my shirt." Groaned a defeated Mikan rubbing his head.

Koga removed someone's heavy leg off his back. "Screw a foot, just get off me!"

"You're complaining? I'm on the bottom!" Shouted Ginta.

Mikan grinned. "Oh Ginta I thought that's how you liked being. Underneath me right?"

Ginta blushed finally crawling from under the rubble of friends.

"Can I help you losers?" Inuyasha questioned to the standing crew.

"We were hoping you wanted to go on a run with us." The two-toned wolf pointed out across the meadow. "From here to there."

"Uhh hold on. Just give me a sec." Inuyasha rushed down the hill toward his mate who'd was hunkered down in the grass letting the toddler play with his fingers, who was finding the long digits yummy as he tugged two between his teething gums. "Sess?"

Sesshomaru kept his eyes low. "You want to go?"

Damn him and his know-it-all thoughts. Inuyasha shuffled his feet. "Yea."

Sesshomaru sighed standing up with child in hand as he cast a stoic glare at the young hanyou. "I'll allow it this time Inuyasha." Without warning the curls of his fingers darted to wrap around his mate's neck, pulling them an inch apart. "Don't think I'm not aware you foolish boy."

"Aware of what?" The youth laughed, blinking innocently.

"Don't play coy with me Little One." Closing the space between them, Sesshomaru licked over the smooth span of lips before sucking them between his teeth. Inuyasha had forgotten his buddies that fast to lend into the tasty smooch suckling the other's luscious lips just as hungrily.

"Ah geez," Koga slapped a hand over his eyes. "At this rate we won't go running for a while." Every single time these two went at it there was no telling when it'd end. It's a wonder they still have still on their lips at from how much they be necking.

That 'while' turned into a full ten minute wait as Inuyasha stayed wrapped in his mate's arm, accidentally smashing their son between the mushiness of his parent's fluffy time. He just couldn't get enough of his brother's delicious flavor and never would. Each taste was always a new experience, better than the last.

When Inushimi squirmed and wiggled for some breathing room, Inuyasha peppered off his yummy kisses with some perverted licks, bouncing his eyebrows. "That's why I'm in the predicament I'm in now," Purred the glowing hanyou.

"Mmm…"

The three waiting demons all groaned when Sesshomaru lowered his head for another round of tasting the sugary goodness of wild flowers.

"Might as well pull up a seat guys," Complained Ginta. "We're going to be sitting here for a while."

"Yea…" Mikan stared at the loving couple before getting a naughty thought of his own and pounced on his crush.

"Oh gross," Koga gagged scooting away from the second kissing pair. Man it was just polluting nasty horn dogs.

As the course of romance fluttered through the loving connection of the kissing pair, flows of recognized auras migrated downward between them to a tiny bundle of accumulating life pulsating to the solid foundation of fueled passion and enteral devotion wrapping the tiny forming princess in a gentle cocoon of the scent of blossoming happiness.

Inuyasha broke the kiss to ruffle his son's hair as one hand came to rest protectively over the second life forming inside, ready for another chance of happiness. And when she was born, she'd once again be wrapped in the loving, tender embrace of stunning Wild Flowers and sublime Vanilla Starlight Ecstasy.

^_^ The End ^_^

TBC: I love happy endings. I know wasn't exactly the perfect way to bring Inumi back but I just couldn't leave her out of the picture forever. So I hope her spirit returning would suffice for her as well as Inuyasha and Sesshomaru's happy ending.

Thank you so much to every single one of you who've stuck it out through the hardship and tough times these two have experienced to reach this blissful ending. I appreciate all of you who've faved, read, reviewed, silently read, alerted or whatever. Thank you so much for staying with me until the very end and to the new readers who find this story later. I thank you for reaching this ending too.