A/n: well it finally came to this the very last chapter of Hells Kitchen. I think I'm just gonna go to the couch with a bar of chocolate and cry. But be not mistaken I'm happy too.

Disclaimer: if my fucking bank would hurry up and get my papers fixed I might own a laptop, it is however painfully clear that Inu yasha characters will never be mine. Why does it need to be rubbed in this is cheer torture I'm telling you.

Ps: well the bank just got there shit sorted out and I'm ready to go buy a nice laptop. Pardon my language, borrowed it from Inu yasha for there are times when yasha knows how to say it best. )

HELLS KITCHEN

BY PANTHERA1984

CHAPTER 17

At any other time Inu yasha would have loved to see his brother so utterly out of his usual stoic self. In attempt to calm his mate to be down he was hovering over her like some big overprotective mama bird. Meanwhile Kagome kept on crying seated next to the dead Kouga, the grief must have upset her to.

While Kagome kept going over the fact that Kouga had slept in her bed and seen her naked (a fact that had set Sesshoumaru in a fit of snarls before his self control was set back in place and he turned on the real problem) Sesshoumaru tried to calm her down.

The funny part in this was that the almighty Sesshoumaru had no idea to calm his mate down. After growing up with Sesshoumaru and his cold logic was it this sight that would have delighted Inu yasha had it been at any other time and place.

Sighing he pulled his arms out of the lock he had them in and walked over to his brother and Kagome. If Kagome had even a little of Kikyo in her he might just know how to deal with her. Hell he went through the whole death of Kohaku and Souta with her so this had to be easier.

Kneeling down next to Sesshô maru he looked from the corner of his eyes at his brother waiting for permission. The scowl that Sesshô maru directed at his younger brother would have send lesser demons running but Inu yasha was to hard headed to pay any attention to it.

Bending down he picked Kagome up bridal style and walked back to the bed to deposit her there. However a short walk it was an uncomfortable one with Sesshô maru breathing down Inu yasha's neck to see what he was doing.

Inu yasha did some scowling of his own before he shook his head at the body of the dead prince. Sesshô maru threw Inu yasha a warning look before turning away and walking back to clear the body up.

Sighing Inu yasha settled down on the bed and picked Kagome's sobbing form up and cradled her in his lap. (Good thing Sesshô wasn't here to see this) placing her head against his chest where she would be able to here his heartbeat Inu yasha began talking in a low voice. A voice that Kagome would be able to hear while she was laying against his chest.

Inu yasha talked about life of how he grew up with Kouga, him more like big brother than Sesshô maru. The low hushed tones and his heartbeat didn't fail to work and the sobbing became less and Kagome's breathing evened out.

Inu yasha just reached the point where he was talking about his first meeting with Kikyo when Sesshô maru stepped back into the room. Inu yasha stopped and motioned for his older brother to take over. Carefully the now half sleeping Kagome was exchange and Sesshô maru retreated to the middle of the bed.

Disappearing in the shadows with only his golden eyes showing he pinned Inu yasha. "You'll stand guard? Tell me when father sends word that's when we have to start moving." Inu yasha rolled his eyes Sesshô maru never had learned how to ask proper. No matter how he did it but whatever left his mouth suspiciously always sounded like an order.

"Feh. You just be ready and make sure that the miko is up and running." Inu yasha said before taking of moving with what to the human eye would be seen as nothing but a red and silver blur. Sesshô maru let out a growl at his brother's answer but then returned his attention on Kagome, she seemed to have gained consciousness again, he just hoped she would be behaving normal.

oooOOOOoooo

Sango moved low on the ground every now and even using her hands to make as little noise as humanly possible. On either side of her she could feel companions moving up with her. They had formed a strait line and all moved up with the same speed making sure that they covered every inch of hostile grounds, so far they hadn't encountered any of Naraku's men yet.

Just when Sango was beginning to wonder if there ever would be an end to this jungle the trees abruptly stopped as did any other kind of high growing flora. Blinking a couple of times Sango stared around in wonder. The meadow she was looking at seemed to dreamy like, to unreal, not to mention that every fiber in her body was screaming this was wrong.

She jumped when she felt a hand on her right shoulder in the same motion she unfastened Hiraikotsu and swept it down on the attacker until she saw that it was Miroku. Unable to stop her momentum the Houshi was brought down. Feeling sorry and stupid Sango kneeled down next to the crashed man and whispered apologies.

Uncertain to all this where the ten youkai that had grouped around the two humans. One of the warriors was chosen to speak with them and the others waited around with bored expressions on there faces. They had come to fight and up until now nothing even remotely provoking had happened.

"my lady, monk we have determined that this is the battle field can we go on now?" the youkai said it with such eagerness that Sango couldn't hold back the scowl but she nodded al the same meanwhile helping Miroku on his feet.

Handing the Houshi back his staff Sango followed the ten demons wile the exposed themselves by going out in the open. A cold chill rushed up Sango's spine and her hair stood on end. Death was there, waiting, waiting to claim whoever fell not discriminating between good and evil. Death was the only true thing that didn't discriminate and Sango was scared.

Moving to walk next to Miroku she let her hand wonder and for a moment the two held hands before letting go and concentrating on there task again.

While they walked on the field began to fill up with a pearly white mist. Thick enough to make things more complicated but thin enough to see your opponents and not kill your own. The whole place felt like somehow mythical ancient battle field, or a Celtic film set. The place breathed of fresh grass and flowers and of something coming, coming...

Suddenly the silence was broken by chanting, not the spell kind of chanting but singing. Woman voices came to them through the mist and slowly the small group could make out shadows of a group coming closer.

The unearthly sound made all of them stand still frozen like statues unable to do anything but listen and watch. It wasn't until they where very close that Sango saw that there was something wrong with the singers.

All where woman, human women and they chimed an ancient song Sango's mother had taught her. It was a song of lose. These women sang about the husbands, children and family they loosed. And now that she looked better she saw that there cloths were outdated to, that were no humans coming at them but spirits.

Watching on in awe Sango felt the unnatural bodies gliding through them just when she was able to grasp a bit of what was happening a piercing scream rang through the air and the spirits vanished, it had been a decoy trick. A beautiful magical decoy and they had fallen for it, how they had fallen.

Two of the transfixed youkai where slain in one go before the rest of the groups had gathered there wits and moved out of the way to avoid a second incoming. Jumping and rolling Sango avoided an arrow that was meant for her heart.

Not one to hang around now she gracefully leaped up and was back on her feet in no time at all to face her enemy. In the back of her mind she could hear others fighting already battle cries and screams from either side filled the air, right now she didn't care. It was just her and the woman coming at her.

Readying herself and checking her grip on Hiraikotsu she looked back at her opponent, her heart froze. Coming at her from the mist was a woman dresses as a miko, the old colors of red and white replaced by dark purple and black with a sickly blood red sash holding the black hakama up.

In one slender hand she held a bow while she pulled an arrow from her back with her other hand, long silky black hair was tight in a low ponytail and soft brown eyes looked at her with a distance looked in them. Sango's mouth fell open and one word escaped her lips. "Kikyo?"

The woman readied her arrow, aimed and set it lose. Unable to run from someone who had been so dear to her for such a long time Sango did nothing but stare, until at the last second she unconsciously moved and the arrow instead of piercing her heart landed in her left shoulder.

Pain flowed through Sango's body like hot liquid and she let Hiraikotsu fall from her grip to hold on to her hurt shoulder. Disbelieving she stared at the Kikyo then made up her mind. Kikyo had died this was nothing but some low trick of Naraku.

Anger rushed in after the pain making it seem nothing more than a dull throb. Determined she loosened the grip on her shoulder and reached for the arrow. The fake Kikyo was already preparing the next one.

Running out of time Sango wrung the arrow from her shoulder and picked Hiraikotsu from the ground. Placing her feet shoulder wide she rebalanced herself making up for the injury, if Naraku wanted to play this way it was his problem Sango would just keep reminding her self that that... that thing was not the real Kikyo.

Letting out her own war cry Sango went for the priestess the moment she let her arrow fly, one of the weak points of a shooter too close, they had to reload and in that time they where vulnerable.

Raising Hiraikotsu with one hand she leaped in the air when her momentum went down so she did with Hiraikotsu using gravity as an added bonus. Kikyo wasn't there to meat the boomerang. Looking around she saw that the fake was standing right behind her arrow at the ready.

Cursing Sango turned around howling Hiraikotsu up just in time to intercept the arrow. Pissed Sango lunched at Kikyo but each swipe jus split air none of the blows finding any part of the priestess to do damage to.

Stopping her madness Sango retreated and took in her situation. She was missing some important detail. The one she needed to beat this unnatural thing if only she knew what it was. Then her mind settled on fighting again when the next arrow came rushing at her.

Falling in a pattern Sango soon stopped thinking but fought for her live, no longer did she concentrate on hearing what was happening around her and despair became stronger and stronger. How did one fight something like this, something that was to fast to perfect too much...

oooOOOooo

The moment the attack begun Miroku made a dash to reach Sango but a black staff cut his way of and Miroku was forced to deal with the person blocking him. Bringing his own staff up underneath the black one forcing it away he turned to face his opponent and found himself stunned for just a heartbeat.

There standing opposite from him was he self. Closing his mouth Miroku looked again and this time noticed the changes. The Miroku standing there was just like a mirror image but there were some small differences; the cloths the same yet in deferent colors the staff and earrings the same yet again different colors.

Miroku smirked so Naraku played it by this game, well if the bastard wanted to dance who was Miroku to deny him. He would have to find out on his own that he had picked a dance he couldn't hope to perform right.

Readying his staff he saw his fake self do the same. Miroku smiled the copy only knew what he knew so that meant they were at least equal to each other and he was pretty sure he would beat something hat didn't had the years of training he went through, at least he hoped it didn't have that training.

The first few strikes Miroku threw where met with counter activity he him self would have undertaking in that position. Smirking he brought the speed up and went into a serie of performances he had never used before. These consisted out of a series of individual movements that formed one deadly dance of death to any normal opponent even higher classed demons would have had a hard time dealing with.

His opponent didn't even seem touched by it. Frowning his brow Miroku again heightened the speed and yet all he seemed to touch was air never even coming remotely close to his other self.

Stopping his attacks Miroku stepped back to take in his double and when he stopped so did his opponent. Miroku slightly twitched his staff so did the other. Miroku stepped aside, so did the other. He was playing it at a different game and one that was annoying as hell.

If you ever think that it's annoying when your younger brother or sister is mirroring, you think about it when there is someone not only mirroring you but even looking like you. It's worse.

Miroku stopped moving all together and formed a triangle with his hands, from the inside he was joyed to see his double did nothing. Concentrating his spiritual powers her called up a bubble and with a smooth fast motion lunched it at his double.

For a moment Miroku thought it had actually worked the bubble closed around the other but then kept going. His spells didn't work. Miroku's stomach sunk ad feeling a bit queasy and angst Miroku started to look for any opportunity fro real. This fight wasn't going to be as easy as he thought.

Resorting back to his staff again Miroku tried to take it from a different angle by performing some of Sango's moves. He was glad when he finally managed to hit his opponent in the leg causing an ugly deep cut to appear. His happy feeling disappeared when he felt a stinging mean pain in his own right leg.

Dreading he looked down and saw the similar ugly gash appear on his own leg. For the first time in a long, long time Miroku cursed.

oooOOOooo

Skate and Kea listened to the footsteps of there youngest brother coming. Settling down on the ledge they waited for him to appear in the moonlight. Up in the northern tower they were given the order to wait it out until they were called.

Not they were all that frisky to go into battle but this was too absurd they should at least be allowed to play but Sugimi had been most persistent about it and so here they were stuck to move when ever the old dog thought it was the right time.

On the other hand Sugimi was a master strategist and not even an ancient Kitsune would be stupid enough to think he could just win a game from that old mind. Sugimi had that whole scary tactic down pat to so he never met ay disapproval, well not until he met Inu yasha's mother.

"Any word from the boss yet." Tiberias called out to his brothers. "well I think I heard him rage at the flowers a few hours back, but that was just because he's still not able to see roses without thinking about you know who." Skate answered.

"Yeah other than that we're still stuck up here. I wonder do, how he thinks we can make it from here to the battle field on time." Kea put in his face still fixed on the trees that stood before the front entrance.

Tiberias shook his head. "I don't think we will be going to the battle field. I have a feeling he has something special planned for us or more likely planned for our skills." Tiberias reached the ledge and settle down next to skate who threw him a questioning look. It was however Kea that responded.

"Don't say that Tib, the last time he had something special for us we we're digging holes in the Sahara desert. All that for some frigging bracelet too." The fox pouted and plucked an imaginary hair from his Hoari.

The three brothers all sighed together on this one. "Still, what could have possible have planned for us this time. I don't feel like demolishing any other parts of my face." Skate whispered to no one in particular while he let on clawed finger run down the scar on his face.

Tiberias smiled at the attempt of being vain. "O clear up Skate think about it this way girls like scars, we become more interesting to them." Skate scowled and let his hand drop in his lap.

Tiberias shrugged and looked away from his brother to the door; he was slightly startled to see Sugimi stand there. "He's out. I want you to start moving to that dung heap he calls home and fetch the jewel. I already told Sesshô maru to start moving. If everything goes as planned everybody will arrive at the place at the same time."

The three brothers stared at the retreating back of the Inu youkai. "Well." Kea said. "Well that's just bloody fine, we just go in grab the shikon and get out and deliver it on the battle field. How are we supposed to do that in less than half an hour?"

Skate rolled his eyes letting the lime color be illuminated to a clear pale yellow by the moonlight. "Not with staying here. Just get moving baka we now where the damn thing is kept we just have to trick the albino and with Tib back that should be no problem at all." Skate glanced sideways to see that the youngest had already transformed.

Red hair was replaced with wavy black tresses and his lime green eyes exchanged for red ones. "Lets go I can't hold it too long." Tiberias said his voice all the sudden sounding chilly and demanding. Leaving his brothers Tiberias leaped from the ten story tower into the forest landing on some tree branch and going on from there.

"I hate it when he those that, don't you just hate it." Kea asked Skate while they followed Tiberias lead. "I mean I don't mind the whole look thing but does he have to do the voice. Gives me the creeps, Are you sure he was one of our dad's I swear he has the same kind of humor dad's friend always used on us when we were little."

Skate threw a mocking blow Kea's way before speeding up, they were getting behind. "It was just a thought, really when you think about it makes sense in this weird kinda freaky way." Skate threw a twenty pound branch Kea's way.

"Ouch. You know that hurt, you could have just say shut up." Kea screamed at the vastly disappearing back of his older brother.

"Would you have?" Skates questioned reached Kea on the waves of the wind making him scowled and pick him self from the ground. Dusting his cloths of he climbed back up the nearest tree so fast a squirrel would have been jealous. From the top he began his race to recover lost ground.

oooOOOooo

Inu yasha busted into the sleeping room only to meat with the sight of Sesshô maru deeply kissing Kagome. On instinct Inu yasha covered his eyes and turned around his ears however twitched to the direction Sesshô maru and Kagome where.

"Dad say's it is time." Inu yasha choked out. There were a lot of situations he liked to catch his brother in just not one of the more intimate kind. Just like seeing your parent's making out. Gross, eww, too gross.

A low chuckle from the bed made Inu yasha's ears do a frantic flip flop but he kept looking the other way. "What are you waiting for then little brother? And here I thought you wanted to be the first to reach the battle field." Sesshô maru's voice was almost a purr and sounded like honey covered tobacco. Inu yasha had seen and heard enough this was just too much for his poor nerves. He might be a novelist writer but that didn't men his imagination could handle everything.

Taking of at great speed Sesshô maru let out yet another chuckle earning him a slap on the chest from Kagome. Sesshô maru turned his head away from the door and looked down at the flushed looking girl laying half underneath him. "Well I feel that you are back to your old self again. Remember what I told you don't do anything that isn't in the plan, otherwise we will lose this battle and with it everything we build or care for." By the time Sesshô maru finished that sentence his golden eyes had there serious look again but just underneath it Kagome could see angst. Not for him self or his brother but for her, for some reason this convinced her to do his demand more than his cold logic or reasoning did. She barely nodded but it must have been enough for Sesshô maru.

With great speed he went from the bed to the door carrying Kagome with him. She didn't protest against his dominant behavior. He had been so upset when she had started crying again it had been really funny. After a while Kagome had gone from crying to laughing just because of Sesshô maru. The poor youkai lord had done his outmost best to make her feel better he was just so clumsy at doing it, it was hilarious.

It was right after she calmed down enough to understand his words that he started to explain the plan he and his father had cooked up. It all sounded very simple but if everything happened right it would be a fast way to destroy Naraku. Of course a lot could go wrong ad there were a whole other bunch of details that worried Kagome. Like how her friends were used as decoy to lure Naraku out. She didn't feel too happy about that, not happy at all.

Wrapping her arms around Sesshô maru's neck Kagome looked back into the curtain of silver hair. "Please be okay until we come there Sango and you to Miroku. I couldn't bare to lose any more people I care about."

Sesshô maru gave her a little squeeze when she finished her sentence and hope flared up in Kagome's soul like bonfire. They were going to make it she and all her friends and when this was over they could finally start on there dream lives away from Hells Kitchen, away from all the bad that had once ruled there lives.

oooOOOooo

As expected Tiberias had a real easy time getting into Naraku's overprotected underground den. What the kitsune brothers hadn't expected was that the grey shikon jewel was lying openly on the desk of Naraku's privet room. It had to be a trap.

Pushing Tiberias aside Skate inched inside the dark room his eyes darting from the walls to the floor and ceiling. "I don't see any kind of shields, it looks to be unprotected. Kea throw one of your leaves to see if the path is really clear?" the grey haired fox stepped back to let Kea enter the room.

Kea started to focus some of his ki into the razor sharp leaves when he heard a soft whoosh announcing that Tiberias was back to his old self again. Refocusing Kea let out a soft gasp when he saw that the room was no longer empty. Now before the desk stood the albino demon Kanna, her mirror was held up with both her hands the shinny surface directed there way.

Knowing full well what kind of damage she could cause with that small innocent looking thing Kea notched his brothers and slowly started to back up. They were however stopped by images that flooded into the mirror, she was telling them something.

First an image of Kagura appeared fighting Sesshô maru and then loosing because of Kagome's attack. The mirror then glowed a soft white light and the surface seemed to shift and mingle creating a whole new picture.

This one was of five people walking in a meadow filled with mist. At first only black shapes could be seen but they gradually grew bigger and brighter until they seemed to glow with some light. In there were clearly recognizable, Inu yasha, Sesshô maru, Kagome, Kea and Skate.

Kagome was the one walking in the middle with Inu yasha and Sesshô maru at her direct side the foxes at the edges. The young miko was the one that was responsible for the glowing light and in her hands the source of it was revealed a glowing pink ball; the shikon!

Kea gasped. "I thought it was just a legend but the shikon really is pink." Tiberias let out a snort and raised a questioned eyebrow at the white demon. The mirror flickered again to the dieing image of Kagura then she vanished from sight leaving the dull grey ball lying on the desk. It was quite clear to all brothers that the older Kanna wanted revenge for the death of her younger sister a helping out Naraku's enemy would guarantee she would get it.

"Well what are we waiting for the little witch probably cleared the path for us there is no better time than the present to steal something here." Kea said while he darted forward still eying his environment and sneaked the grey ball from the desk. Dashing back to the door he followed the departing backs of his brother.

oooOOOooo

Kagome idly stroked the black feather with silver lining that Sesshô maru had braided into her hair. "Tell me again what is it for and to who did it used to belong?" Kagome asked leaving the feather alone to look up into the civil face of Sesshô maru; he was wearing what Kagome had already begun to call his war mask. A more colder and lifeless sight would be hard to find, this was a face for whom enemies would tremble and think twice about there actions.

But then he looked down at her and she would see a deep care in his amber eyes just for her and she felt silly for even thinking she should be afraid of him. An almost invisible smile pulled at the corners of his mouth before he swooped his head down and stole a quick soul shaking kiss.

Then his head went back up and his eyes were no longer visible Kagome almost forgot she even ad asked a questioned at courtesy of the kiss until she could feel the rumbling in his chest when he began to speak.

"It was given to me long ago by a kind soul who knew that she would be bound very soon. The feather is an object of great power letting the wielder, wield time itself. It can buy you a few extra seconds of time turning back that what has happened, but only the carrier will know that time has been reset. Thus allowing you to slay your enemy knowing already what he is going to do." Sesshô maru's voice soothed her and Kagome tweaked the feather once more, who would have ever guessed that such a small innocent object could hold such great powers. "It was this for what Kagura came to claim, it must have been a true surprise to her that Naraku knew were it was." For a moment Kagome thought she heard a sad tone in his voice but she discartet it.

"Sesshô maru who gave you the feather?" Kagome suddenly asked. "if this person knew what was going to happen couldn't they have just used the feather themselves?" after hearing the short story which was obviously a summery of the true accounts Kagome was curious to whom this priceless object had belonged to.

For a long time she got no answer and she was just about ready to think she would get any when he spoke again. "The feather would have caused more problems than helped." Kagome was already opening her mouth to ask again who it had belonged to when a thought struck her and she was very certain that she did already knew who the owner had been. Smiling softly she looked of into the distance not really seeing the endless ground filled with trees. "Thank you, Kagura."

Suddenly Kagome was called back to the present when Sesshô maru heighten his speed and they soon caught on to Inu yasha. The hanyou had his blade Tetsusaiga drawn and she could feel Sesshô maru reached for Tokijin. Shuddering Kagome tried to distance her self from the demon blade, the feel of that thing was just too much for her miko senses not to mention that it had an aura that made her vomit.

Just then the demon brother descended into a beautiful looking meadow, one that made Kagome sigh and long for a family pick nick until she saw the red blood covering the ground. They had reached the battle field and it looked like that things were pretty ruff. Kagome just hoped that Sango and Miroku were still safe.

From behind she could feel three youkai coming at them with great speed but she recognized them as the kitsune brother Sesshô maru had told her to look out for. Landing on the ground Sesshô maru let Kagome down gently and ushered her into the line of trees. "Don't forget your promise; wait till you're given the sign. No sooner no later out lives depend on it." With that chilling remark he left her and hurled him self in the fighting groups of demons that were now visible the grounds must have been enchanted so you could see what was happening from above.

Retreating further into the trees Kagome began to scan the lines to find her friends but no matter how much she tried she couldn't find them. For a moment blind panic took over and she took two steps from the place Sesshô maru had told her to stay. Sesshô maru's cold voice echoed through her mind and Kagome halted and stepped back.

Wringing her hands and feeling uncomfortable Kagome tried to take her attention of Sango and Miroku by watching the two Inu youkai fight. She had to say that the brothers were superb, like dancers they sliced there way through the crowds leaving dead bodies left and right as they went.

The from the middle the fighters simply disappeared and from nowhere a dark figure emerged Kagome knew who this was the moment she glimpsed him, Naraku had arrived and from the delighted smile on his lips she was sure he thought everything was going according his own plans. Kagome felt like she was shoved naked into a blizzard.

To say she was shocked by a warm hand touching her shoulder was a mild statement, activating her radar like vision she cooled down when she noted Tiberias. "Thank god it's you I thought it was one of Naraku's minions." Kagome sighed.

Tiberias flashed her a wink and Kagome fell something smooth fall into her open hand. Looking down she noted the small grey ball, she was a bit disappointed to say the least. "Is this what it's all about, this small dull grey ball is the shikon. Who would have thought?" Kagome exclaimed amazed her eyes showing her disappointment.

Skate and Kea stepped closer there lemon green eyes defiant and determined. "There's a change of plans mistress. You need to go out into the field. The little albino with Kanna showed us and I think it is the only way to bead Naraku." Skate stated his voice and features showing how earnest he was about this.

For just a few brief moments Kagome was undecided. Then she heard an ear spiting scream she recognized as Sango and her mind was made up. "Tell me what I need to do." She said while walking into the field with steady pace.

She didn't even notice that Tiberias stayed behind while the other two followed and took it in turns to tell her what they saw in the mirror. Sometimes correcting each other over certain details that could be important.

Knowing full while what Sesshô maru would think abut this she opted to find Inu yasha first which wasn't all that hard. The hanyou in his red fire rat garbs was easily spotted and called to them. Now with three protectors Kagome struggled through the battle field cursing that she didn't had her Katana's but making the best of it all the same.

While Kea, Skate and Inu yasha killed whoever came to close it was a long time before they reached Sesshô maru and again Kagome's insides turned to frozen fear. Sesshô maru was directly facing Naraku and from the look of it he was doubting to attack Kagome wondered way and turned.

There in his hands Naraku held a struggling Miroku and limp Sango behind him stood three people she knew only t well her own older sister Kikyo, Sango and Miroku. It took Kagome a few seconds to understand that these were nothing but copies she could sense and see that they weren't real. This made her feel a bit better for to kill someone who looked so much like the ones you loved would have been almost impossible.

All around them it grew silent and Kagome sneaked a quick look behind her, the field was completely empty. Feeling a bit weird she looked back just in time to see Naraku smirk. "well great lord it has come between you and your little band of misfits to bead me, how you should wish you had never gotten involved in this." Naraku laughed y the end of his sentence and with a quick motion rendered Miroku silent.

Kagome dint even knew when she had started crying just that suddenly her cheeks were all wet and she found her self running to Sesshô maru the shikon held close to her heart. Her three companions followed her and finally the five where together. Sneaking a glance down Kagome felt sad the shikon was still a dull grey, there was no way they could kill Naraku without it and here they were like perfect targets, Sesshô maru wasn't going to like this was Kagome's last thought before her senses told her to look up.

A great ball of energy was heading right at them destroying everything in its way. Trying to move Kagome found she was bound to the ground when she looked aside she face one very livid looking Sesshô maru. "What did I told you Kagome, on the sign." Then he looked at coming death again and Kagome thought him the greatest being on the planet just then, then a thought struck her the sign he would have wanted her to move on was his own death.

The ball came crashing into them but Kagome didn't feel it yet, to wrapped up in the thought that he hadn't told her he had only gone into battle to die and he hadn't even told her, her his mate to be.

All went white for Kagome and she didn't think no longer again she felt her body raise in the attack of protection and almost unconsciously she touched the feather. The ball went back were it came from just to the point were Naraku was casting it.

Kagome was back on the grounds, time had been reset. Knowing the other didn't know Kagome made a grab for Inu yasha's and Sesshô maru's hand knowing the kitsune brother already knew what to do. The shikon was glowing a fierce pink and Kagome smiled that Naraku wasn't able to see this, all that he had fought for and he wasn't even allowed a glimpse of it before he was sent of to hell.

For some reason the shikon began to gather more energy but not only from Kagome but from the youki of those who were connected to her as well. A ball much like Naraku's started to form before the five but its size and intensity was many times that of what Naraku had hurled at them... correction was going to hurl at them.

The energy balls went at each other fro almost the same time and collided somewhere in the middle. At first Kagome thought they were just going to bounce of each other but then inch by breathtaking inch there energy gained terrain and at last they were given the few of a horror trucked face of Naraku. Kagome turned away hiding her head in Sesshô maru's chest praying the energy ball would harm her friends, knowing at the same time this was very unlikely.

She felt his arms wrap around her and his breath cares her neck when he brought his head down for a soft bittersweet kiss. The world seemed to explode. The moment the ball hit Naraku all cooped up energy was released turning the hanyou to ashes and soon not even that. The collision sent out a shock wave picking everybody up and hurling them in all directions.

After wards Kagome heard from everybody that they felt the same thing she had, like you were being turned inside out, skinned slowly and painfully until death seemed a blessed escape but it didn't come. She was happy to lose consciousness.

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They didn't speak about what happened on those fields to week's even months afterwards and even then it was a sore object and only brought up reluctantly. Kagome had been devastated when they couldn't find the bodies of Sango and Miroku and had locked her self in a room crying for there lose.

No one had been able o reach her until one sunny day Sango and Miroku themselves turned up, it appeared that the blast had hurled them a good many miles away and Miroku had ended up with a mild case of amnesia and Sango had thought it too dangeres to move him for the first few day's it hadn't exactly helped that they landed in the middle of no were.

Back up in no time Kagome found it a hard task to clam Sesshô maru down and assure him everything was all right, but the dog demon never did become his old stoic self a thing Inu yasha was greatly pleased with.

The mating was completed some month after the big battle and Kagome almost fell inhuman her self when Sesshô maru took her to his apartment in the city to get away from the youkai and friendly but unwanted suggestions of a certain monk.

The people here were still the same like nothing ever happened, it was then that Kagome thought about that to them noting had happened. It was a strange sensation and an unsettling one. When they left the city Kagome asked if they didn't have to go back there if things weren't desperate, she didn't belong with these humans anymore. Sesshô maru readily agreed.

It was a few months after that that Kagome showed up with an extended belly on Miroku's and Sango's wedding. Congratulations and money was exchanged at a high rate that day until Kagome found out about the bet and made them donate the money in war child.

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a/n: well I bet you never thought it would end but here it is, I know it wasn't all that flashy or that this is the best fanfic but I'm still proud. This chapter is dedicated to all those who lived with it from beginning to end and enjoyed it, so there you go guys I bet you know who you are even if I don't.

Then there is one last request I would like to make and that is to ask to all those who enjoyed this story to leave me a review. I would appreciate it highly. (Gods I'm going all emotional again.) Lots of love and his and kisses from Panthera and that you have enjoyed my story. Maybe I'll hear from you.

For the last time responses to reviewers:

Anigen: well thank you very much and I hope you enjoyed the end.

Dagorwen of Ithilien: hé you changed your name again, I think its still great do. And I know I don't update all that fast but I hope the end was worth waiting for.

Stoictimer: glad you enjoyed the plot twist and I hope you enjoyed my ending.