A/N: I don't own any of the Inuyasha characters yada yada they all belong to the amazing Rumiko Takahashi.

OK this story takes place 9 years into the future and 7 years after the defeat of Naraku. This is mainly a Sesshomaru/Rin fic but there's also some Sango/Miroku. I'm not sure entirely where this story is going right yet so I'm rating it teen. I suck at lemons and the like so I don't plan to make any. If that changes, I'll up the rating but for right now, that's that. Oh yea and reviews appreciated.

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"Sesshomaru-sama where are we going now?" Jaken whined. His feet hurt and his two headed staff felt heavier than usual.

Sesshomaru stopped abruptly, startling Ah-Un and causing the two headed lizard like demon to look at his master in confusion. Sesshomaru picks up the imp and sticks him on top of Ah-Un next to Rin.

"If you're tired, ride on Ah-Un for a while. We still have a long way to go before we stop for the night." Sesshomaru stares at him with his usual cold gaze, causing Jaken to drop the staff. Sesshomaru just turns around and leads Ah-Un by the reigns, leaving the staff on the ground. Rin jumps down, her getasandals clacking slightly on the ground as she retrieved the staff and hands it to Jaken.

"Here, Jaken-sama. You rest on Ah-Un a while. I'll walk with Sesshomaru-sama." Rin smiles, her dark hair which falls down to her waist swishing as she walks briskly away. She had long outgrown her ponytail, opting to leave it down instead or occasionally wearing it tied up in a high pony tail. She wore a deep purple kimono with pink cherry blossoms creeping up from the left side, splashing shades of pink and white up to the obi of the kimono. The obi was pure white silk with a gold obi-jime to keep the obi in place. She strode up next to Sesshomaru smiling.

"You're not staying with Jaken and Ah-Un?"

"I'm not a little girl anymore, Sesshomaru-san." She winced a little after using –san, a much less polite way of addressing him and far less formal. She wasn't sure how he would react.

Sesshomaru glanced quickly at her then returned his gaze to in front of him.

"If you say so."

She had indeed grown up, not at all the little girl he met 9 years ago. She had grown up into a beautiful young woman. Rin glanced at the side of Sesshomaru's face. It hadn't changed much at all in 9 years. Still, her fondness for him grew every year. He was always there to protect her and for that she was grateful.

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Sango stepped out of the hut in Lady Kaede's village, shielding her eyes from the sun. The young kitsune, Shippou, follows her out.

"For crying out loud, Miroku hurry up would you?" Sango yelled towards the hut her and Shippou emerged from moments ago. A few minutes later, Miroku pops out and joins her.

"Sorry, Sango. Making these sutras took longer than expected." He holds up strips of parchment with kanji written on them.

Sango rolls her eyes. Some things NEVER change. Miroku stuffed the sutras in a safe place and smiles to her.

"Lets' go home. We've paid our respects to Kaede-sama and now she can rest in peace." Miroku folds his hands in a quick prayer as they pass the site where Kaede was buried, the dirt still fresh.

"While we're on such a depressing journey, you want to go visit Inuyasha and Kikyou?" Sango suggested.

Shippou jumped up in excitement at the suggestion. He greatly missed Inuyasha and they were well overdue to visit him. The trio head off towards Inuyasha forest and the Bone Eaters Well.

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Kagura walked through a distant forest remembering back to 7 years ago. Indeed she was free. Free to love, free to hate. No one threatened her existence anymore. Naraku had been dealt with and she was now living her own life.

"Kanna, I'm so sorry. Sorry I wasn't able to save you but at least now we're both free of him. I hope you're happy, wherever you may be now."

It was 7 years to the day that everything had changed for Kagura. The Shikon Jewel was made whole and even though Naraku's power grew immensely since he gathered all the shards, the will of those that opposed him was stronger. They prevailed in the end and brought Naraku down. She felt sad for Kanna and Kohaku and everyone else that died in the final battle but for the first time, she was beginning to understand how Kikyou felt all that time she was "alive". Kikyou, who was free, whom she envied. She too was now free, no longer bound to Naraku. Free like the wind.

She stopped in her tracks, sniffing the air. She smirks at the familiar scent and dashes off towards it. She had some business to take care of.

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A/N: Sorry it's so short I know I'm a horrible person but when I think of exactly where to go from here, I'll continue. So many ideas are swirling it's making my head hurt. Oy . Anyway please someone tell me what they think. This is my first ever fic so forgive me for the suckitude of it. I know it sucks but bear with me. ONEGAI I am new at this!