the final chapter.


Epilogue

Rin laid in the luscious field of flowers, breathing in the warm summer air. She had discarded her formal kimono in favor of simple orange checkered one, much like the one she wore a child traveling with her lord. She hummed musically to the growing bulge of her stomach, Mitsuko. She had been told from a very reliable source that not only would she be one of pure heart and spirit, but a strong willed full demoness. A giggle from beside her and a kick from within her brought her from her musing and tunes.

"She's kicking, mommy! She likes the song!" she turned her head to her eldest daughter, Kiyoko, who was curled around her and laughed with her. Kiyoko too was a full demoness, which surprised everyone, but she neared her father's former markings; the magenta strips, crescent moon, glowing ambers. Her hair was a little darker than Sesshomaru's and almost matched hers, just a bit lighter. Kiyoko was five years senior to her little sister, and she couldn't wait to see her, to play with her like she played with the human children in the nearby village her mother and her visited. She loved the humans; they were nice to her and her mommy, well most of them at least, some whispered behind their backs, calling her bastard spawn, even though her parents were mated, and her mommy a whore.

Not all of them were bad, there was this one boy, Han ōkami, who was really nice to her, said she had pretty eyes. He was a wolf half-breed and somewhat deformed, looking more like a wolf than an actual boy. Her mommy had met him and told her daddy he was a good boy, but her daddy had been weary; she was his little girl for kami's sake!

Speak of the devil; Sesshomaru was walking up to them, a short white haired little boy following close to his side. When they reached the duo, Sesshomaru settled himself behind his beautiful mate, wrapping his arms around her and gliding his claws protectively but lovingly along the large bump of their newest baby. He didn't wear his armors while at home, so Rin didn't worry about the blades of his new set hurting her. The white haired Kazuki crouched down low on his heels, close to his sister. His father and mother had tried to make him more comfortable and accepting with who he was, more specifically what he was. Out of the three of their children he was the only one who was born as a hanyou. Out of the three, he was the one who was ridiculed and harassed, and sometimes if his parents or a guard wasn't around, he was beaten by racists who would corner him in the forest surrounding their castle. He would be lucky if a guard found him within minutes, or his sister would find him and start screaming for their father. But, out of the three of them, he was the only one to bear the red slash markings and blood eyes of the next Saikō no yūrei inu.

Rin had actually been terrified when he was born, seeing the marks of her lords greatness paired with the dog ears and a furry tail of a half-breed. But when Sesshomaru lifted him into his arms he gazed at his son in such an open love that Rin couldn't help the tears that fell from her eyes.

A lot of people thought at his relationship with his sister was a little odd, especially with her being a full inuyoukai, but they never saw deeper into it. His sister always took care of him, even though he was two years older, she always knew when he was in trouble and she always came to him. Kiyoko wrapped her small arm around his shoulders; she could still see the phantom marks of his beating from last week. She only wished people didn't hate him so much, she wished they saw what she did in him, what their parents saw in him.

Kazuki leaned over with his sister still wrapped on him, and softly grasped his mother stomach in his clawed fingers. He pressed his forehead against the soft fabric of her kimono; he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Looking up at his parents he smiled warmly. "She says she can't wait to meet us."

His parents both smiled at his words, he had a knack for knowing what others were thinking. Sesshomaru had openly told him how proud he was of what he had accomplished in such little time, and with such little effort. He praised both his children for already having achieved their youkai forms, but also for having unlocked certain special abilities uncommon and rare amongst his clan. Kiyoko had achieved a level of emotional awareness that would put most empaths to shame and Kazuki had mastered the first three levels of telepathy. He had no doubt that Mitsuko would rise to greatness alongside her older siblings.

Sesshomaru nuzzled Rin's neck, kissing his mark. She couldn't be any happier, she had her lord wrapped around her, she had her two children, happy to her best ability and whole, and she was currently working on their third. But Kazuki's next words made her blush and duck her face into Sesshomaur's neck.

"She also said something about 'no more doggies' she keeps getting sick from the movement." He shrugged his shoulders, "Whatever that means."

End


thinking of doing a sequel

Name meanings:

Kazuki – one radiant hope

Kiyoko – pure child

Mitsuko – light child