Disclaimer: I don't own them, (but I rule you!) I'm just borrowing them for a little while. Sorry if I spell any names wrong, but I'm pretty sure they're correct.

Author: SailorCreative (she is the one named sailor creative)

""This means talking, ' ' this means thoughts

Notes: I'm so happy to have broken the 100 reviews barrier! I'm sorry that this particular fan fiction wasn't as long as some would like it to be, but I'll keep that in mind for the next story I write. Oh, and I took at look at Scroll 6, Kana222. Thanks for letting me know about that!

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To Live by Love

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Scroll 12

It was another glorious, sunny day like it was one whole year again. The petals drifted from the strong, winding branches of the sakura tree, covering the soft earth. Amongst the wild flowers, showing off their vibrant and vast colors, stood a slab of stone that had none except for gray and black. Even surrounded by the green forest and petals from the trees hanging over, it remained a permanent reminder of the past.

The sun's light seemed to have shifted through the trees, enhancing the forest's beauty, daring to enrapture those who dared to partake its wonder. A gentle, light breeze sang a fetching melody, everything seeming to dance delightfully. That is, all but the colorless block watching silently as a figure approached.

Off in the distance, a maiden wearing a kimono bursting with soft colors of the sky, sun and moon. Her hair was considerably short now, blacker than a crow's feathers and softer than rabbit's fur. It was pulled into a pair of small, neat buns with flowers protruding from the sides. If one where to touch her skin, they would have found that they were still petal-soft and they would feel the desire to never let go of her.

"I can't believe that it's been so long," she whispered, brushing her fingertips across her pink lips and then swept across her face to land on her cheek. Everything seemed to have happened just yesterday, and now... and now...

Tears sprang to her eyes, her face starting to become drenched with tears. 'Oh 'Yasha...' The memory had returned to her once more now as it had in her dream last night...

He brought his hand up to her face, trying to brush them away only managing to smear his own blood. She brought her hands up to his, holding them against her face and closed her eyes. It was if she could feel him slip away.

"I love you."

"I know, Yasha... I know..."

Now her face was drenched in her tears as she looked down at the gravestone. Kagome's body began to quiver as she reached out to touch it, tracing the words engraved upon it. "I wish that you could come back to me."

"I miss you so much...." A sob escaped her lips, wracking her entire body, "Sometimes... It's hard to believe... That you're actually dead; I always thought of you as being invincible, that nothing could touch you... I know these words are foolish, but..."

A feeble smile formed on her lips as her eyes began to dry, "But I know that.... You would be happy for me, that I continued to live happily but... If only we could have had more time together."

"Kagome?"

Feeling a strong hand gently touch her shoulder she placed her own on his. "Yes?"

Suddenly alert of her obvious distress he kneeled beside her and brush away a few crystal beads resting her cheeks. "You still miss 'im?" the voice asked, slightly tightening his grip.

She sighed, "Yeah. I mean, it's only been a year..." Her eyes turned to the sky, searching for something that wasn't quite there. "I know he's somewhere where he will be awaiting his next life though."

Kagome squeezed his hand back, taking long slow breaths, "I'm glad that... You were there to help me after everything... I... Thought that you didn't care about him enough to... to..."

The maiden turned and buried herself in his chest, clenching his shirt. Her soft muffled sobs disturbed him, but he wasn't exactly sure how to help her, so he merely stroked her hair as he rubbed her back in a small hug. "C'mon... Please, stop with the tears," he begged, looking down at her.

"I... I know I must seem like such a child, to cry all the time," she confessed, releasing her grasp.

"No, it's not that. I-It just makes me feel bad to see you this way," came his reply, raising her chin. Their eyes met, her gray-blue and his gold.

"I'm sure your father wanted you to be happy too."

"Well, he did give us his blessing, before he passed on... That damn demon..." Angrily she brought both hands up to her eyes that had begun to shed more tears, "It nearly took the both of you... If... Only I had come sooner, than neither of you would have gotten hurt."

At that her voice had cracked, as the shear terror of it all seemed to consume her completely.

"Kagome... There was nothing you could have done to save your father, he was half-dead when I came upon him and the demon-well, you know the rest..." his voice trailed off as he tried to comfort her, but he still wasn't terribly good at it just yet.

After a long lapse she finally settled down again when he placed a butterfly kiss on her cheek. "I just wish... It would stop h-hurting," his princess admitted, "When... will it stop being so painful to think of it, 'Yasha?"

He pulled her into another embrace, slowly rocking the two of them, "Kagome... Maybe instead of concentrating on what you've lost... Why ... Why don't you think about what you have? There's Sango, Kaede, Shippo, and if you want you could count that hentai monk, Miroku."

A soft giggle filled his ears, and he began to relax a bit, her laughter always made him at ease. "You're right, 'Yasha. I'm glad that... In the end, he finally gave us his blessing..."

She paused, "Plus, we have our future to think of." A small star in her eye winked at him.

"Our future?" he repeated.

"Yes-All three of ours," the dark-haired beauty chimed. He stared at her, confused as hell.

"Er-I'm not so great with math-but..."

Kagome only smiled at him, enjoying every minute of it, a broad grin adorning her features.

"Isn't it obvious?" she questioned, slipping out of his grasp. Kagome was simply beaming with excitement as she came closer to the Sakura tree, posing seductively for him. "Well?" she purred.

"Wait, you don't mean-"his face was flustered with several shades of red as the realization dawned on him. It was simply priceless.

"What else, my handsome hanyou? Ever since our wedding two months ago... Besides what happened last year." Her eyes scanned his, wondering how he would take it all.

"I... I-We can barely take care of ourselves!" he protested; his angel frowned. "You..." Suddenly she found the ground to be more interesting, "Don't want... our child 'Yasha?"

"No-It's just-Well I-I don't wanna to screw him up!"

"Him, huh?" she mused slightly. He got up and came to her side, only to be brushed off.

"Who says it's going to be a him? It could be a girl..."

"You know that's not the point-"

"Then what is it?"

Why everything somehow turned into an argument he was exactly sure.

The hanyou placed both hands firmly on her arms and turned her around, pressing his lips onto hers. When both found it necessary to breath again they broke apart and gasped for air. "I love you," the maiden whispered in his ear, her chest caving in from pure longing. Inuyasha's facial expressions revealed that he was still concerned.

"You'll be a fine father Inuyasha," Kagome crooned, running her hands through his silky mane. "My father left me in capable hands, you know."

Inuyasha smiled and kissed her again, embracing her as he did so. 'I never imagined ending up here,' the hanyou thought to himself as he slightly deepened the kiss.

'I had always wanted to live the way I wanted to-regardless of who got in my way or what happened. To live by my own law seemed to be the best way to get independence, freedom even; but now...'

Their lips parted as he stared into her eyes and brushed her flushed cheek. "I love you too," he finally replied, his hand finding its way to her stomach, gently stroking it. "We both love you too."

'So this is love...' His eyes closed, remembering just as he saw her for the first time as he saw her now.

Sunlight filtered through the bamboo trees, kissing her delicate moon-colored face gently, caressing every strand of ebony hair falling from the twin buns atop her head.

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My Reasoning and This Fiction's Purpose

When you live by love, you are living life to the fullest. Living by love is not like living by the law, or simply going by the rules. There isn't a set of regulations or standards to set or follow except for your own-and to love those who touched your heart. It isn't always simple and there isn't always a villain trying to stop the lovers. Sometimes, the only obstacle stopping them from loving is themselves.

You can't be afraid to love, and one doesn't simply say 'Ah, I'm in love!' Slowly, one begins to realize that the other person stirs up feelings inside their heart, and as a startling realization dawn's them, it is then that you know you are in 'love'. It's not like you suddenly fall in love with anyone-I believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight-but that doesn't mean you aren't looking at your soul mate for the very first time.

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Warm fuzzy hugs all around! I really hoped that you enjoyed the ending of 'To Live by Love'. Just in case, read the first sentence in the first scroll and compare it to the last sentence of this scroll.

There will be more Inuyasha fics in the future, but I'm going to take a short break from the Inuyasha world (Not too long I hope) to write stories about other manga I love. Anyways, thanks again.

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