Well my friends, here we are reaching the end of the long road that has been 'Forbidden Love'. I want to thank those of you who waited while I got adjusted to the life of a mommy and those of you who just started reading. I also want to thank everyone who has added this story to their favorites, when I started writing this I never expected it to become such a hit! You guys have been so awesome and it makes me a little sad to be finishing this, but all good things must come to an end.
Epilogue
Kagome looked out the window of her home and watched the city move below. People were always in such a hurry, but of course they never knew how much time they had left.
She was alone in the world, as far as she knew there were no other humans who had mated demons and had her life span and her family, the last of the demons had died out 250 years ago. When they had first heard about the sickness they had thought it was just a paranoia and it was on the main land so they had no fear of it. It wasn't until 100 years later that demons in Japan started getting the sickness and dying. It didn't take long for it to sweep the land, and for some reason it only affected youkai and hanyou. Most people were happy to be rid of them, but not Kagome. She cursed the sickness for not taking her life as well, she was forced to watch as her mate and their children were killed slowly and painfully. The healers tried everything they knew to stop it, she even attempted to use her miko powers to save them but in the end she just wasn't strong enough.
A tear fell as she thought about her family. Even though her life span had been lengthened, the time frame for her to bear children had not. She and Sesshoumaru had only two children before her body decided she could have no more. Daiki was the first born, a son and an heir. He was strong, stubborn, and beautiful. He was the image of his father, tall and dignified, cold, calculating golden eyes, the only difference being that he had long raven hair instead of silver. Thankfully he wasn't cursed with dog ears like Inuyasha had been. Their daughter, Akemi, was not so lucky. Her silver hair hung to her knees and perched on top of her head was a set of silver dog ears. Her eyes were crystal blue and her features were cut and pointed like her father.
As time went by Kagome's features became cold and rigid. Her eyes had become dark and sinister. Just one glance from her caused people to shake with fear. She was a ghost of her former self, all her happiness gone when her family was taken from her. After they all died she couldn't bear to stay in the castle alone so she moved from village to village as time passed, acting as miko to those who requested it. Anytime someone would question why she wasn't ageing she would move on and find another place to live. When 50 years had passed she returned to the castle. It was in shambles, thieves had taken anything of value and some were still using it as a hideout of sorts. Most humans were too afraid to enter, fearing that the spirit of the great demon lord still wandered the halls, but some stayed and were rewarded greatly. When Kagome left she had taken nothing, not the gold, not the jewels, nothing so any human who was brave enough to venture into the castle was made rich beyond their wildest dreams.
Kagome hadn't cared about any of that. She just wanted her loved ones back. Sesshoumaru had changed over time, he wasn't cold anymore, at least not toward her, sometimes Kagome thought he even loved her. There were times when he was so tender and caring, like when her mother, then Souta had died and Kagome couldn't go to the funerals because of the fact that she hadn't aged and couldn't explain it to people. He even visited the graves with her and held her while she cried.
She stood and walked away from the window. As she walked past a mirror she touched the reflection, she didn't even recognize that woman anymore. Time had finally started taking its toll on her, but the only clues to her age were the few silver strands of hair that stuck out from the rest. Here she stood, almost 500 years old, looking like a 25-year-old with gray hairs. Many times she had thought about going to see her mother, but she hadn't even been born yet and even if she had her mother would never believe that her sweet daughter had become such a cold shell of a person. She had run into her on accident as she wandered the streets late one night. Her mother had been walking home from work and she was aimlessly walking the streets, recalling memories that seemed more like something she'd read in a book. Her mother had been in a hurry and bumped into her, the terror in her eyes as she looked into the other woman's face hurt Kagome deeply.
"I-I'm very sorry Miss . . . " "It is fine, I am not hurt," "I have to go, my husband is expecting me, would you like to come in for tea?" "I apologize, but I must pass for now, perhaps if we run into one another again I shall not be so busy."
Her mother had nodded. "May I ask what your name is?" she'd answered and watched as the woman scurried away. Kagome decided to take on the name because in her eyes that was essentially who she had become. She finally understood the pain and betrayal the woman had felt and now regretted all the times she had made that grief even worse.
"Kikyou,"
She walked past the mirror and to the door, once a month she went to the graves of her husband and children. The headstones had withered away long ago, but Kagome still knew where to look. She felt the eyes on her as she left and sighed. It was time to move again, people were starting to give her strange looks, which meant they were beginning to realize that she wasn't aging. It didn't bother her anymore, this was her life and she was used to it, she knew she could end it anytime, but then she was sure Sesshoumaru would call her a quitter and she couldn't handle disappointing him so she lived her life the best way she knew how. One day it would all end and she could be with her family, but for now all she could do was live for those who could not.
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A/N: Today, as I'm getting ready to post this I'm actually having second thoughts . . . I considered changing it because I'm afraid some of you will not like it, but I wrote what I felt and maybe it's just because I'm a bit depressed today, but damn it all I like this ending and I know now that this is what it should be. I know it's not what you all expected, most of you wanted fluffy, lovey goo. Well that's not really my style so deal with it. I wanted to do something a bit darker then the story itself, but not completely dark. Thank you all for reading and I hope you read some of my other stories and enjoy them too. Thank you again, you've all been so wonderful, you're the best fans a writer could ask for.