Hey, I have no excuse other than pure lazy-ness and being tired of this fic, I just don't want to write it anymore, however, I feel I have an obligation to finish it, even thought it's been a year or so since I've updated. This is the last chapter, I hope you enjoy it.

Angel?

Chapter Twenty-Five

A cloudy night sky roared over them with thunder and flashes of lighting. The Gods were angry and were raining their fury down upon the mortals of the land. Inside the small hut, the wind whistled through small cracks and water dripped from time to time from the leaky roof. Next to a fire, a small group watched over two sleeping forms. The bodies of their friends, yet the souls of others, created a heavy atmosphere. They had been bound and tied as to not escape when they awoke.

Kaede had given tea to the weary who could only pray for success in this unknown mission. No one had anything to say and only the pit pat of the rain and pounding of thunder could be heard. Shippo dozed in and out of sleep with Kirara who he used as a pillow. Sango's eyelids were heavy, as she stared at the tea in her cup, though never did they close. Miroku, too, was tired and in the same state as Sango. He looked up to her, trying his hardest to put on a small smile for her while wrapping a rare, grope-less, arm around her shoulders. She didn't shove him off, or even move as he whispered into her ear one small phrase, "It'll work out, don't worry."

With that, she couldn't take it anymore and fell into the monk's chest, tears streaming from her eyes as he cradled her. She let her lips form three small words for Miroku, "I hope so."

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Myoga stood outside under a fallen leaf to keep the rain off of him while a certain Grim Reaper yelled loud enough to wake a small village.

"Get over to Kaede's hut, now!" The blurry hologram of Grim hissed.

"Can't I wait until the rain stops?" The flea pleaded.

"No! Now get going!"

"But, it's so wet . . ."

"There's no danger, now go!"

"Why should I?"

"You're an old flea, aren't you? Would you like to die sooner, or enjoy the rest of what life you have left?"

"I would prefer not to say "old" so much as to exceptionally wise."

"GO!"

"All right, all right. Stop your hissing. I'm going, happy?"

"Very." She said sarcastically before cutting off connections to the human world.

Myoga hopped out into the rain, keeping the top of a blade of grass with him to try and cover his head from the water. "Immortals these days . . ." he grumbled.

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"Grim, did you get through to him?" Silence asked over her shoulder as Grim woke from her trance that had sent her down to Myoga as a hologram.

"Yes, the stupid little –" She bit her tounge as she looked up at her sister.

"Why does he know about us and all, anyways?" Death came trotting up.

"He's a very intuitive old fart. He caught me on a job one day and pretty much guessed everything else . . ."

"Uh, huh, either that or you spilled your guts to the old flea when he spotted you." Silence smirked.

"I'm going with that one!" Death chimed in.

"Leave me alone!" Grim yelled as she stood up and walked away.

"That means we're right." Silence smiled.

"Oi, Inu-Yasha! Kagome! You about ready?" Grim called out across the room. Inu-Yasha waved and replied with, "Get busy, we want to go!"

"Right, well, it's time" Death commented. "Let's set everything into place. We're using crystals this time, to make sure everything goes right."

"Should have used that in the first place." Inu-Yasha growled as Kagome hit him.

"We didn't use them because we didn't think there'd be an interference, this time, nothing will stop us from getting you back to your body. Myoga will be on the other end with a crystal, also, this will keep the souls from running rampant on earth." Silence clarified.

They formed a triangle around the crystals, grabbing each other's staffs as they had before. Grim checked with Myoga who was down in the hut with his crystal out, given to him long ago by Grim.

"Life and Death." Silence's voice rang out clear. "Shall be connected and become one!"

"Souls shall have bodies and bodies shall become a sign of death." Death continued.

"By the reaper's power," Grim called out, he voice shook, but she did her best to continue without a misplaced word, stutter, or a tear. "this shall be!"

"As rulers over life and Death." Silence continued. "Only second to the Gods of Life and Death."

"Whose choice gave us this power, have decided that the gates of Life and Death be open and connected." Death shot out.

"By the power of the Reapers of Souls and the Gods of Life and Death, THIS SHALL BE DONE!" Grim's voice shot out and pierced the quiet. A green glow started to frame their triangle. It shot up like a dome and covered them.

(yes, I admit it, I completely copied and pasted that from the last time they used it.)

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Sango and Miroku gasped, waking up Kirara and Shippo, as a green light started to flood from the bodies of the two bodies of their friends. Pulled out of their throat came two small white clouds which floated upward into the light before dissolving into nothing.

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Kagome blinked and slowly opened her eyes. She was laying on something hard, the ground she guessed, as she was looking up at the roof of a hut now. She felt pain in her body, as it was hard to move, but she managed to sit up. She rubbed her head, but before she time to look for the others, something pounded against her.

"Kaaaaagooooomeee!" Shippo cried at the girl, tears in his eyes, "You're back! You're really back!"

"Yes, it's nice to be home, Shippo." She smiled as she hugged him.

Beside her she heard a firmillar "feh" and couldn't help but laugh. She looked around to see everyone smiling at her in disbelief. They soon crowded her and Inu-Yasha, asking them questions while they told the tales around the hearth. Oh, how good it was to be home.

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A certain Grim Reaper looked down onto the crew, focusing on one dog boy, tears in her eyes, but a smile on her face.

"I guess I'll see you in your next afterlife. Until then."

THE END

Dum dum dum There you all got it, your crap-tastic ending. I'm sorry it sucked so much, I was so sick of writing it after I got past the Sango and Miroku part, that was fun, but then it died . . . so yeah . . . btw, be sure to check out my other penname on , SeveredGlass – newer and better stories, or on Stained Glass, for original stories

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