Authors Note: Well, I had fun writing this one, and thanks to all you reviewers! They are:

Forgotten-Kioku-no-Reimei: Thank you for being such an avid reader of my stories!

bronwyn: Thanks for reviewing, and I see someone has be reading the lost years of merlin.

Three weeks after Kagome and Sango had killed Naraku, Inuyasha was finally 100 percent normal. Or at least One hundred percent functional. He still was not yelling as much. The dream now came every night.
Everything seemed so misty. But he was here. Kagome was in his arms, just like he had promised her. He had promised that once Naraku was dead, they would be together forever.

Inuyasha drew his lovely Kagome toward him, a passionate kiss ready to spring daintily from his lips. He had waited so long. So long for the pure, simple peace of love. But she pushed him back gently. A soft, yet firm hand brushed his cheek.

She, his wonderful pure, perfect goddess, looked sadly into his amber eyes, and tears made the scene more misty than before.

"No!" He shouted, through a fog. "It has to be perfect. Ive waited so long!"

"So long.." He whispered. Kagome smiled sorrowfully at him, and turned away. She was leaving him. No... He had known it would happen, and when it did, that it wold kill him. Yet even knowing this did not lessen the pain.
Every time he awoke from that dream, he screamed Kagomes name. Though it was obvious they were in love, the mans reaction to the dream still worried her very much. She decided it was time. Three weeks was too long to wait, already.

Poor Miroku. He destroyed Naraku, mostly, yet still has no children to carry on his line.

Inuyasha, however, was not thinking very much. He was more and more melancholy every day. He was sure Kagome was just settling some affairs, and then she would leave him. He couldn't bear that. How had they gotten so close? But it didn't really matter. She was leaving....leaving....lea-

"Sit!"

Inuyasha hit the ground, hard. "What was that for, baka?! He shouted angrily.

"Angry is better than lethargic.", Kagome replied loftily," You've been staring off into empty space for three weeks."

"So you sat me?!"

Kagome and Inuyasha were bickering again. Sango and Kaede watched them with interest. "how much longer do you think this will last, Lady Kaede?"

"Oh, I think not much longer." Was the old womans reply. Kagome and Inuyasha were fighting as fiercely as ever. This was most definitely an improvement.

"SIT!" Kagome snapped. Inuyasha sat. "get moving. Were going to Sangos village." Now Kagome was angry, and that was in addition to worrying about Inuyasha, and missing Miroku, and being glad about Narakus Death, and hoping he had no offspring, and hoping Shippou wasn't going to make sitting on Inuyashas head a habit, for that was, of all things, exactly what he had been doing.

So, her mind full to bursting, Kagome set off, with the others, to Sangos Village for Mirokus Funeral.

Halfway through the funeral, a voice near Sangos ear asked, "Who died?"

Sango turned, and saw who was next to her, and exclaimed, "Miroku!" But then she froze, feeling a familiar hand on her butt. Her eye twitched, and , almost too fast to see, slapped Mirokus face.

"I missed that."