Authors note from Shitsukisama(Shi): I own not the characters or the things as rumiko takashi does. As the story progresses I must confess, I own not the things the creator of Yu Yu Hakusho owns either. The storyline is my own however I must pay my thanks to _ for picking the pairing and thus giving me the idea in the first place. I also thank them for encouraging me to continue writing. I do not typically post any stories. Domo Arigato!
This is a Jin/Kagome story. Please enjoy.
Kagome stood on the ruins of a destroyed well. Her raven locks fluttered in the wind, her miko attire held damage in many places, little things... it was obvious she had been through much. Her obi was of a darker shade and her hakama were more crimson than the normal shades. She wore the traditional plain white hakamashita and her hakama were of the umanori and karusan-bakama variety. Her long bow hug over her back by her quiver of arrows... if someone had seen it would be wondered why their were so few arrows left.
Kirara lay in her arms. How the nekomatta got through the well with her was anyone's guess... nobody else was alive to try anyway. Perhaps it was the grief, the same grief her azure eyes showed brokenly with tears as she stood where the well once was.
When she came through the well... She had destroyed it.
Never again.
In her years of searching for the shikon no kakera she had kept everyone at a distance, now that it was over... nobody was still trying anymore. Her mother, grandfather... even her brother though he was the only one who still actually spoke to her.
The shikon no tama lay between her breasts under her hakamashita.
With no props and no audience she began to move as the wind rolled around her and her tears flowed from her eyes like a river flows from it's source. The dance was of the ritual Tama Shizume, a rite of passing. Through her mind flashed the face of a laughing and innocent Shippou... may he be treasured like the treasure he was that was taken far too soon. In her mind next came Sango... may her spirit join the sea and be as everlasting as the coral sanctuaries of the oceans depths... and may her love with Miroku transcend into death as their chances were so cut short in life. Miroku... may he meet the Buddha he so loved and followed and his namesake more than any... or simply be with his love in everlasting togetherness. May Kaede be happy in her peaceful spirit and watch over those whom she loves with wisdom and grace as her soul reflected so often. Inuyasha... may his soul find the rest he never had in life regardless of his actions because of it. Not knowing the states of anyone else she still danced thinking of their faces and spirits offering up her hopes that if they had so died their spirits would find their place among the kami. As she danced the air around her gently lit with her Miko Ki, giving her a soft glow in the now setting sun. Tiny concentrations of her power would occasionally sparkle and float up towards the heavens or soak into the earth beneath her feet. She seems a heavenly glow and had any seen her they would have forswore she was a divine kami sent to walk grace the earth with her presence. Her tears only made it sparkle all the more as their decent was slowed in her powers making it look at if they floated around her.
The woman, Kagome Higurashi of sunset shrine appeared as if she was Amaterasu-ōmikami herself with her form lit up with the last vestiges of the sunset. She dropped into the traditional prayer position just as the last rays of sunlight dropped over the horizon.
Red eyes watched from the shadows as a young man child exited the house not far away and froze in place starring at the once intact well shrine of the well. The boy ran "NEESAN!" and launched himself at the woman who looked up just in time. "Souta otouto." she whispered with wide joyful eyes to see her beloved brother rushing and so happy to see her.
In that moment she, Higurashi Kagome, guardian of the Shikon-no-tama and the Miko who traversed time to do her work as decided by the kami... was reduced to a cushion between her brother and the ground as kirara jumped away to escape the fray, her kitten eyes dancing in mirth for her new mistress... and that was a very happy moment in her life despite the undignified heap they made. She was not one for titles or honors but most happy with family and loved ones. Her adventures had taken much from the once naive girl turned woman. To have her brother so happy to receive her home despite the problems they had been having... her happiness would have outshone the goddess of the sun on her best and brightest day.
They untangled and sat up, stared at each-other and both hugged again with tears staining their eyes as kirara kept her silent vigil joining them by their knees.
Higurashi Kagome was finally home.
Red eyes continued to watch the scene unfolding intensely.