Last Time...

His lips pressed against hers a subtle warmth rolling off of them, announcing his own rebirth. She would later swear that at this moment she felt his heart beat attempt to start up again. He brought his hand up to trace the outline of her face. "You have failed no one, but there is something only you can do. You must kill Naraku."


"Come, bitch…" The command echoed loudly over the courtyard. It drowned out the cries of agony that had seemingly protruded into every corner. An eerie grin was on Sango's face as the remains of a male body floated next to her, slowly being put back together.

Rin's body began to move toward her sister of its own accord. With quite a bit of resistance, Rin's head snapped back to Sesshoumaru. His spirit had begun to pulse and slowly fade. The sickening smell of his own poison began to seep out from where he now kneeled. And the normally stoic face twisted as his bones began to return from dust. The dust gathered together before molding into fractures. These new bits of bone grated and scratched against each other, seemingly bonding together with a searing heat.

A dark laugh rung through the air as Rin's body was forced even further away from Sesshoumaru. "You wish to have a final glance at him, Lady?" Came Naraku's mocking voice. Suddenly Sango was in front of her. Red eyes attempted to see through her and into her very soul. A smooth hand grabbed her arm forcefully. "Look at him in all his treacherous glory. Kneeling instead of falling to the ground like his kin. He will die. If the pain of being regenerated from nothing doesn't kill him, I will certainly do it myself."

"You bastard, you've won. Leave him alone," Rin ground out. Her entire essence felt as though it was on fire. She was one with Sesshoumaru - her body knew he was in pain.

"It would indeed seem that way..." Naraku said with a sinister chuckle. "My body is being restored. My enemies are writhing in pain at my feet. I even have a consolation prize…" Sango's lips turned up in a dark smirk. "I wonder how it would feel to kiss you in this body."

"You will never have me! I belong to Sesshoumaru!" Rin screamed.

Rin swore for a moment she could actually see Naraku inside of her sister. The young woman roared before she picked Rin off the ground, violently tossing her a few yards away. Rin landed a foot from Miroku, who was slowly coming to.

Miroku's wound had begun to clot and Rin didn't know if it was because of the Shikon no Tama's magic or his own, but she was thankful. Now bloody and scratched, she crawled over to him and whispered in his ear. She was fearful that he would not be able to complete the task which was required to save them all. But time was running out.

The monk's eyes flew open when she pulled away, and he forced himself to sit up. "Rin… I can't…" He muttered his back to the girl as he pushed himself off of the ground, all intent on ignoring the horrific scene before him.

Rin's fingers grasped at his jeans as she pulled herself up into a standing position and captured his eyes. Crystal blue bore into violet, screaming at him that there was no other way. "Then we'll all die."

Conflicting emotions fluttered across his face. He turned around to see Sango slowly making her way towards them, the glowing body of Naraku floating behind her atop a red mist, almost completely restored. Miroku hastily pushed Rin behind him. "Then there's no other way?" He asked softly as he took a defensive stance, swaying a bit, a reminder that he had lost a decent amount of blood.

"No…" Rin responded softly as she turned her back to him. She could not and would not watch this.

"Then so be it." Miroku's hands began to sign quickly and his body began to emit a soft blue light.

"Aww… The monk lives and plans to protect his sister-in-law from his lover's body. Won't this be a treat?" Naraku cackled causing Sango's body to shake violently. Sango moved within a few feet of the pair. "Do your worst, monk."

Miroku's signing stopped, and he pushed his hand outwards and then tilted it to the side. A staff formed within his grasp as he muttered something under his breath. He tilted his head toward the ground, his bangs overshadowing his eyes.

"What was that monk? Speak louder before meeting your maker!" Naraku bellowed.

"I'm sorry…" Miroku rushed at Sango, flipping the staff and pushing its end forcefully through her stomach and out the other side.

"Miroku…" Sango whispered as she fell into his chest, her eyes once again becoming a chocolate brown. "I love you…" The young man fell to his knees, his own wound reopening from the motion. He clutched his lover's now limp body to his chest as tears flowed down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, but it was the only way…" He kept repeating, holding her close and kissing her forehead.

Naraku's ghost now stood next to his own body. A bit of shock flashed across his features. This was not something he had foreseen. But it mattered not. "You would kill her to force me out, moments before I am able to return to my own body?" He started still a bit stunned.

"This was your plan, monk? This is how you protect?" Naraku asked and then laughed. The idiotic boy had just made his list of people to kill a bit shorter and had done him no harm. "Pathetic." He looked away from the mourning man before his eyes fell upon Rin again. He smiled eerily before reaching out a hand. "Rin, come to me."

This time, without a fight, Rin went to him. She passed her sister's corpse and the now broken man who clung to it without a word or a glance. The sounds of agony were dying away, though the smell of rotten flesh lingered on the wet ground. The bodies and souls of those once dead had once again fused together.

And still she walked to him. As she came closer, a dark shadow began to take form over his head. She felt the power of the Shikon no Tama. The now dark jewel produced a black light that slowly began to engulf Naraku's spirit.

He grabbed her now outstretched hand and pulled her towards him. His soul was warm and began to pulse, mimicking his future heartbeat. "Be with me, Rin, as I take my first breath, as I am reborn. And then stand by me as I destroy everything that is dear to you." He smiled staring into her stunning blue eyes. He grabbed her lips, forcing his tongue in the small cavern that was her mouth. But he quickly bored with her unresponsive nature and pushed her towards his new body.

The blackened jewel floating above him cracked as he stood in front of his fully restored body. But he paid it no mind so close was he to complete domination of all things beneath him. A sadistic grin took a hold of his face as his spirit jumped into his body. A surge of power shook the estate, a bright red light blinding all in the immediate area. When it cleared, Naraku stood now flesh and blood. He looked down at Rin, who stood in front of him, and smirked. His lips parted so that he could take a deep breath, his first breath.

Rin, gathering up all her strength, stabbed him in the heart with the golden chopsticks that once adorned her hair. Blue flames coated the small weapon before subsiding as her hands instantly became covered in his blood. Sheer brute force and her miko powers had successfully damaged his heart beyond repair.

"Wh-" He gasped, confused as to why he was in so much pain. Naraku fell to his knees. Such a small wound would mean nothing, not even in his hanyou form. But how? He had wished to be a full-blooded demon, so why? He clenched at his chest, ripping the protruding objects out and tossing them to the ground. "I am youkai…" He breathed out as his life began to slip away. "I am reborn…"

Rin kneeled before him and placed her lips to his ear. He grabbed onto her now torn night gown weakly. She did not shudder at his touch nor push him away. He who had tried to take away everything she loved would gain no sympathy from her. Instead she whispered, "No, all things are mortal before birth, before the first breath."

Naraku's eyes grew wide in surprise before he fell over dead. Rin stood from her position and turned back towards the courtyard, completely ignoring the corpse by her feet. It was over, but at what cost?

Her heart ached before she realized she could feel him. Her eyes found Sesshoumaru overlooking all others there. He was slowly beginning to stand up, completely restored. Tears slowly ran down her cheeks. "Sessh… Sesshoumaru!" She took a step forward before the Shikon no Tama shattered behind her and enveloped her in a white light. And in an instant she was gone.

"Rin? Rin!"


And so ends Ouija Board. A story that only references a Ouija Board once in one of it's earliest chapters.

This is totally the last chapter... I'm serious... Yeah I am... Fine, I'm lying. There is one perhaps two more chapters left in this story. Probably gonna go work on them.

Shout out to BlueAngel326 who has beta-ed for me (More than she would probably admit) because I like to rape commas and murder hyphens... But that's kinda her job because we've been married for what? 11 years now? Never did I think I would have such a great friend to share my life with. Especially not when I met her in sixth grade (She was hella weird). And now look at her, graduating for an Ivy league College... I'm so freaking proud. And I brag about her all the time...

But... let me stop on the off chance that she reads this. Anyway R&R and I'll see you guys most likely tomorrow. :-)