AN: My Beta: SKYEBunny! thankies! this is it! its over :3

Chapter 11: Epilogue

It was raining still when the two humans were brought in, and while he did not hate humans, he didn't particularly like them either. But these two were different. The young doctor had raven hair like his mother, and golden eyes like his father. He didn't hide these features from the world, but they did not see his crest marks or the moon above his brow that marked him as heir to the throne of Japan either. He chuckled to himself lightly as he checked both patients, she would be here soon, his mother. He smiled for the fact that she had been out of the country for many years, and he truly missed her. Even now, after four hundred and fifty years, give or take, she was still the best thing that ever happened to his father and himself.

Sesshimimaru looked at his grandmother and his uncle as he checked over their charts. He could almost feel his mother as she grew near. He didn't know why his father was letting her fly at a time like this. They didn't have a terrible amount of pups considering the time they had been together but this was her fourteenth pup, and well, honestly as a doctor, he didn't think it was such a good idea to fly. But then again his mother was more then a force of nature, and it had been proven when she gave him his sixth, seventh, and eight sibling that she got what she wanted. His mother was probably the only female to use a pregnancy to keep their mate from fighting a silly war. Most would just use it to make sure the father of their pup mated them. His mother was bizarre, but he loved her just the way she was, and he was excited to get to see her again.

Their relationship hadn't been the best at first. He remembered when his father had introduced her to him. He as a young disbelieving pup had not taken into account that his human mother, who could give birth to him a full youkai, though hanyou by definition, could turn into a youkai. It had taken her near death in protecting him sometime later for him to realize that only a mother would put their life on the line like that. It was hard to see his father with her at first; his whole world had been his father and suddenly he was sharing him with this female, that his father said was his birth mother. Even though he knew his father did not lie, it was still hard to believe considering he had been told by his father that his mother was human, Miko at that. Not to mention that she had left for her duty to the shikon jewel.

He remembered for the first fifty years of his life. He had cursed that jewel any time he saw a child with its mother - even mothers that weren't very good. He'd never lie, his father had done everything in his power to make up for the loss of a mother, but there were just some things that his father could not do. Then suddenly this female had shown up and his father had claimed her as HIS mate, and as the female that had birthed him. Sesshimimaru still felt a bit of regret for the roughly three years that he had spent scowling and growling at her. He really hadn't liked her at all, and she had done nothing really to warrant such behavior, but he hadn't wanted to share. And then kami help him, she'd gotten pregnant soon after this time, and even more of his father's time and energy was divided amongst them all. It was hard, he'd admit.

But his mother had put forth the time and effort, and begrudgingly, he admitted that this 'Kagome' youkai woman was kind, sweet, and like a mother should be. He wanted to bask in the love she so openly offered him, but he had been a prideful pup even then. He was after all his father's son. The doctor checked his grandmother's vitals, writing down information, before going to his uncle, and finally back into his thoughts. He remembered that he didn't hate, what he had considered his half-brother, he still wasn't convinced that this female youkai had been the same female that had birthed him, and he had really resented his father for saying she was. Thusly, any pup she had, though a full blood, would still only be a half-sibling, he'd thought in his young mind. But that day so long ago, some female, who he didn't know even now, had sent forth an assassin to kill the now ruling Lady of the West, and her spawn, which included him.

He'd watched in awe and amazement as his mother had taken down the assassin until his father had come. There was a cold ruthlessness to her fighting when it came to her pups. It was like nothing he'd ever seen in a male fighter before, it spelled death for anyone that thought to touch her pups, and she had been hurt, bled for him. And Kami help the male that had come to take their lives when his father had gotten him. He remembered that day, really opening his eyes to look at the woman his father had mated, the female that claimed to be his mother. She had luminous onyx tresses that seemed to shine even when no light was presented, and she smelled a bit like his father, and like sakura, moonflowers, and tea. It was a heavenly mix. Then there were her eyes, they were so open and trusting, even at his young age of about fifty five, his eyes did not give away his emotions like her own did. He'd gone to see how she was fairing and she had ignored his question, much to his annoyance, and asked if he was alright, saying how much she'd been worried, and thanking the heavens that he and his brother were okay.

That had truly been the start of their relationship to him. He'd made it his point then, to get to know this woman, and within the year he was certain that she was in fact the female that had birthed him. This had brought mixed feelings. Logically he had understood that the shikon was a monster of a creation hidden behind the façade of a small glass bobble that looked harmless, but was chaos incarnate. He understood that as its guardian needed to keep it safe. Logically her choice was the right one, now he knew that, understood it, and didn't question it. But then with his young mind he couldn't help but to think of all the times he had wanted a mother, needed to be held or comforted by one. Yes, his father attempted to make up for his lack of a mother, but his father then, and to some degrees even now, was a cold male.

His mother had her work cut out for her with him. The doctor chuckled. The old dog was still rather uptight with anyone that wasn't pack, extended family or his mate and pups. Kagome had won Sesshomaru over eventually. Just as she had won her eldest back after she had explained what had happened, why she'd taken the tama from the mortal plane. She'd known then, when she'd put it back together that its power would always call forth those who sought out an easy answer, wanted power but didn't want to work for it. All those she loved and cared for would always be fighting, to keep those from taking it, to keep their own safe. Always there would be a fight, and in the end she had been mortal, eventually the bobble would be passed on, but would it be safe in those hands or would a worse creature want it, and possess it?

Naraku, and thusly Kikyo, had been a black spot on Japan's lands. Kagome couldn't have let it happen again, and so the easiest but not without consequence plan, was for her to take it from all those that would try to have it. Guard it from the world itself. Even then it had taken time but soon enough her second pup, his younger brother was walking, talking, and he wanted to be a part of his life, his mother's life, wanted to feel love like other pups had gotten. And so, they grew close, and they were family, pack. She was alpha and he was pup. The doctor smiled as he was brought back to the conscious world, taking a seat between the two beds. He knew he wouldn't have to wait longer for his mother and father, and some of his siblings to be there.

He imagined within the next few days Japan's whole youkai royal family would be in the country. He decided then that he needed to make some calls. His father had not stepped down but he'd stepped back. When the wars had started, and humans had gained more power, more lethal weapons than the mighty blade the youkais had at his mother's behest, stepped back into the shadow, ruled through demon puppetry--not that his father had liked that very much, trusted human families that were the faces of the demonic world. For his it had been Rin's family. He smiled at the thought. Over time great youkai lines had run their course, and many had fallen to time itself, unable to yield to the new ways, yet unable to give up their old ways. It wasn't easy, especially the last hundred years, but, then again, nothing worth it ever was.

His family had luck on their side and a miko-turned-youkai, who was mated to the most powerful youkai of the day. She had led all that would follow into the future, had seated his father at the top, ruled by his side with a soft caress to his father's iron fist. She was the light to his father's darkness, and the purity to his father's wickedness. Though his sire was not cruel without reason, it was his mother's voice of reason that often swayed things to a softer side. But it was not always the case. His mother, as calm, and kind as she was, could be far worse than his father if given reason to be so. Mostly they had only seen the worse when it had come to her children, and kami bless those wicked souls she had damned for the things they had wanted to do. His mother was every bit the merciless killing machine that his father was, only she was a mother, she held absolutely nothing but malice for anyone that would hurt her pups.

He smiled. He was lucky. He knew that. And he couldn't wait to see her again. He and a few trusted youkai had kept a watchful eye over Tokyo, and Japan, while his mother and father left the country for the last two decades. He'd seen her when she was but a small tot, and she'd been an adorable pup. He'd watched over her when his uncle had come and gone, and had even known about what was happening to his grandmother and uncle, but some things couldn't be changed. But now he sat, watching and waiting. She'd be back soon, and though it was under duress and sadness that she'd be returning, he was glad. He missed his mother. Even being a grown youkai, pack was very important. He hadn't seen his sire or dam in a while and he wanted to re-affirm his bonds with them, as well as his siblings.

He was brought out of his musings by a low moan, and then another. It seemed as if his family was waking up. Not wanting to scare them, he put on his 'doctor' voice. It was detached, held authority, yet somehow managed to convey compassion. How he could even do this, could only be attributed to who his parents were. Sesshimimaru, checked over the two and when they were both awake and he had their attention, he let his concealment spell drop, and listened as they gasped. Obviously they were humans who knew about demons. A dark, more primal side of him loved the fear he smelt rolling off of them so suddenly, and chuckled darkly at the anger, and courage he could smell coming from them as well. They had to be related to his miko of a mother. He did chuckle at that thought, sobering up quickly because he didn't want to get his ass handed to him by his pregnant mother if she found out he was scaring her human family.

Calming himself he introduced himself and began to tell them about the story of how Kagome's hand was forced, about how he was created, and what had happened. Recalling stories his mother had told him since he was but a small pup and would listen to her, he told them of their lives, their low and high points. He told his uncle and grandmother, that they had twelve other grandpups and nephews and nieces to spoil, as well as another on the way. He told them about his father and his mother, answering any questions that they had. And just when he was done, a few hours later, and pleased smiles on their faces, the door cracked open with a soft knock, and his mother, slightly plump with pregnancy, was there smiling softly at him as well as her mother, and her little brother.

His father's stern face not far behind. He bowed and bared his neck as was accustom to the alphas of his pack before he was embraced tightly to his overly pregnant mother's body. He patted her back and kissed her cheek lovingly as she swept past him and towards her human family. Neither daiyoukai paying them all mind for the moment as he spoke with his father after shaking hands. They both began to pay attention again when they smelt the miko's tears. Neither of them liked that, but she was pregnant, and it happened far too regularly for the emotionally unstable mother of thirteen. They both smiled that slight smile they were known for as they heard their mate, and mother talking to both remaining human family members, telling them that she was sorry for what had happened. Of course being related to her, it was not a surprise when both dai's heard them professing it wasn't her fault, that they were proud of her. And soon all three dai's began to feel the closing in aura's of the rest of their pack. Slowly they were trickling into the country for some, while others were closing in on the city, and one or two were actually entering the building.

Sesshimi smirked to his father, telling him that he'd head them off, after all he was a doctor, and they couldn't have so many people visiting just yet. There would be time to get to know them, as all of them wanted to so very badly know the family that had molded the woman they all loved and cherished so deeply. His sire nodded keeping an overly protective predatory eye on his dam, which caused Sesshimi to smirk more. Some things never changed he mused as he headed off to catch the siblings that were closer than others. Sesshomaru watched as his mate and mother of his pups cooed her family, laughing lightheartedly. She had never voiced it but he'd known the burden it had put on her not to be by their side for the last five hundred years. He'd like to think that he made sure that burden wasn't so oppressive but he honestly knew that it was, and that she was very happy now.

Secretly he'd been looking and found away to keep them with her. He planned to tell her about it after she had their current 'belly dweller,' as she called it. He didn't want to get her too excited until after she had the pup. He sighed. He hoped for his mate's sake that they would become demons as they were. Yes, it would be a far change from all that they knew, and things would be vastly different, they would have family, and pack to help them through it, plus he really didn't know what he'd do if his mate went into a depression as she had when Rin had died. Granted she had lived far longer than any back in those times thanks to her lacking in a violent life, and Tensaiga had helped where it could. She had still died of old age, and his mate had not taken it well. He shuddered to think what it would be like when her mother and brother passed if they did not want to become a demon. He would make it his goal to see that they did though. And well, what he wanted he got.

Tuning back into what was going on his eyes lay upon pack he didn't know very well, always one to read him even if he hated that she could, his mate made introductions, and the night went on. Slowly but surely, the rest of the pack did in fact trickle in. Again more introductions were made, and family bonds were strengthen. He eventually did have to force his mate to leave. Making their way to her human home he knew she was a bit tense to be on these grounds again after so very long. The both of them could easily scent out Inuyasha, and Kikyo both, as well as the blood of her family, and her own human scent. It was interesting to say the least. He noted his mate was a bit somber if nothing else as the rains that had washed over the city had melded away some of the scent, but all of the blood, visible was gone. She had started to, but he'd stopped her from making arrangements for her grandfather's burial, instead he had those things taken care of.

She napped in her own room. The sight far too pink for his own liking, and honestly he didn't need to so stay he kept away from the overly pink thing. He walked the grounds making sure everything was secure. He was inu after all, his bitch lay vulnerable in her own bedroom, and he was a predator, something's could not be helped. As he walked up upon Goshinboku, he could feel the presences of unearthly forces, spirits from the past. He no longer needed Tensaiga to feel them, and occasionally to see them. Before him stood three males, both his own and Kagome's father, as well as her grandfather. No words were needed as silent vows were agreed to. No matter what he would always be there for her, it was understood, and could put most of their souls to rest. His father lingered where they had not. Many emotions passed through his eyes before he too nodded, seemingly proud of the male his pup had become.

Making his way back to the house, he noted all the changes the land had taken, thought of all the things that had come and passed, he was pleased with the way life had turned out, even if then he had been unsure. All was well in his world, perfect for its order. He was pleased as well. Dreading the pink but not being able to stay away from his little swollen-bellied mate, Sesshomaru made his way to her. Undressing from some of his cloths but not enough to be indecent, the large inu curled up around his mate, surrounding her in his presence, his warmth and most of all his love. His hand splayed out on her rounded stomach and he felt the flutter of the life within. Of all the things to have happened to him, he was somewhat glad that fate had forced her hands. He would not have the world in in his own had fate not chosen to act as it had. For that he was pleased. Drifting off to sleep, he sent a silent thank you to the kami for giving him this gift - his mate.

AN: well its over. I hope that you liked it. I sure had fun making this one. its a bit short i know over all, but i think i had fun doing this one. review er whatever. drop me a line :3 - r0o