A/N: Mild sexual themes discussed in the following chapter.

I have decided to make a two-part epilogue. I got too carried away… so you get more chapters. (Is that good or bad? n.n;)

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Chapter 25: Epilogue Part I

With a little bit of ingenious planning and strategy, Inuyasha, the group, along with Sesshoumaru, managed to defeat Naraku. After all, Naraku was practically defenseless. The only thing that protected him was his scheming ability and his minions.

The planning that went into the final fight took weeks… but the battle itself was short. Naraku's heart was destroyed, along with Hakudoushi. By then, even a simple 'Sankon Tetsusou' was enough to destroy Naraku's body, though the Inu brothers did enjoy dicing him up.

And what of the Shikon no Tama? However mystical its powers were, all the attacks raging around it where too strong for it. The almost-whole piece Naraku had shattered, scattering itself around the entire country...

Leaving the group with the task of collecting the shards, once again. However, you could say, there was a twist.

For in their travels Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippou and Kirara had become quite famous. Few bandits or greedy humans dared to steal the Shikon shards, especially when the tale of a wind void in the monk's hand that was used to suck people up circulated the brothels and gambling houses. No one doubted that the taijiya's boomerang could kill youkai and human alike. Everyone feared the headstrong hanyou known as Inuyasha. And for Kagome… well, you would be a fool, and a damned big fool too, to try and fool around with her. If you didn't find yourself purified to silver dust, you could count on being killed on a certain taiyoukai's sword.

So seeing as so few people wanted to contend for the Shikon shards, the job was proving to be relatively easy. Of course, the occasional monster came – the type Shippou minced easily.

Kanna disappeared after the death of Naraku; Kagura flitted about, occasionally shard-hunting with them. Kouga had tried to claim his 'woman', but found himself face-to-face with a seething Sesshoumaru, and soon backed down quietly.

Sango and Miroku finally settled down… well, if you could call their fights 'settled down'. First they had a boy, then a girl, which Miroku named Inuyasha and Kagome respectively. Kohaku, Shikon shard still in his back, lived with them.

Shippou lived with Kaede in the village.

But that battle with Naraku, and the shard hunt afterward, is another story. How they killed Naraku, and what adventures they had after… Yet this tale is based on the personal lives of Inuyasha and friends. This is why we bring you here, three years later, for a glimpse of their everyday lives…

Kagome looked up as someone slid softly into the room. A loud crash of armor falling onto the ground confirmed who it was.

"How was the conference?"

"Boring," Sesshoumaru said.

"Poor thing," sighed Kagome theatrically.

"Inuyasha was misbehaving. He told off one of the lords."

"Well, forgive your brother. After all, he helped defeat Naraku."

"Actually, it was entertaining. Not to mention, I probably would've started yelling if Inuyasha hadn't gotten ahead of me and started."

She snorted. She'd known Sesshoumaru for more than three years, and he was unpredictable at times, but yelling? It would take Inuyasha, a miracle and intervention on the gods' parts for him to even raise his voice.

"How was your trip back to your time?"

"Uneventful," Kagome said, casually flicking her hair back and conveniently revealing a touch of collarbone from under her kimono. "Jaken was there to pick me up when I came back."

Sesshoumaru eyed her. Did she know he was already going crazy with frustration from her being away for a week, or was she honestly innocent?

Her next statement gave the answer. "I went shopping and got the next DVD, and new batteries for the player," Kagome said with a grin.

"Bitch," he said, glaring, and launching himself at her.

"Oh, am I?" asked Kagome as she heard the familiar ripping sound of silk being torn off her. "Fine. Don't find out what Akane does when she catches her sister screwing her boyfriend. I heard they end up in a threesome…"

He bit back a growl, halted his claws in their tracks, and settled for a hard, long kiss instead. Kagome seemed to come up with endless blackmailing lists, with the help of her portable DVD player and her collection of adult shows.

"Kagome-sama?" called Jaken from outside. A few discussions with Sesshoumaru and he'd learned not to use 'wench' to address Kagome. "Kagome-sama, you have a visitor…"

"There, there, you can wait a bit, can't you?" Kagome asked Sesshoumaru, pulling away with a sweet smile, patting his tail. "Just wait here." Clutching her torn kimono together, she proceeded towards the door.

"Oh, and that's the fifteenth robe you've ripped this month," she reminded him as she left. "Keep this up and you'll be finding yourself bankrupt soon with all the expense."

"He's in the reception room," Jaken said, either not seeing or ignoring the state of her clothes.

Miroku, however, wasn't as tactful.

"I see you're busy; I'm sorry to interrupt," he said with his usual charming smirk.

"Oh, shut up," Kagome said, leaning in for a hug. "How's Sango?"

He smiled even brighter. "Well, there's your problem…"

"Is she alright?" asked Kagome worriedly.

"Yes, she couldn't be better."

"You're not one to beat around the bush," Kagome said, arranging herself on the floor.

"Ok, fine," he said. "Well… she kicked me out for the week."

"Oh, which village girl was it this time?" asked Kagome mildly.

"I'm hurt," Miroku said, looking wounded. "There was no woman. She said I was teaching Inuyasha to womanize already."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Please; no wonder she kicked you out. How old is your son? Two years old? And you're telling him to get women?"

"I never did! I only said to not learn from my mistakes, and to get a woman when you can; if you wait too long, you'll get stuck with ugly shrews."

It was hard to tell whether to roll her eyes or laugh. "No wonder she threw you out. You called her an ugly shrew!"

"I did?" he asked, puzzled.

"Oh, for the love of god… and how's my precious Kagome?"

"Your goddaughter? Spoilt as ever. I say she looks like you."

"I still haven't figured out what possessed you to name your children Inuyasha and Kagome," sighed Kagome.

"Me neither," shrugged Miroku.

"Yeah… well, I suppose you want to hang around until the week's over?"

"If it's not an inconvenience…"

"Uh huh. Jaken!"

The toad appeared so quickly Kagome was positive he had been listening behind the door. "Yes, Kagome-sama?"

"Show Miroku a guest room and give him dinner. I swear, Miroku," she said, turning to him, "you grow thinner every time I see you."

"My wife starves me and then beats me," complained Miroku.

"I'm sure you deserved it," Kagome said. It was only the hundredth time he'd come seeking shelter from Sango's wrath. Sometimes she wondered how they reproduced.

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Inuyasha's ear twitched as Rin read to him her latest attempts at poetry. Her attempts were sorry, but he wasn't saying anything, for he wasn't much better either.

He hated learning to read and write. Rin used to agree with him, until she'd become infatuated with Shippou; then, she started taking up haiku-composing. Both ways, Sesshoumaru discreetly passed over his brother's and daughter's schoolroom work, only giving a vague nod at the barely legible scribbles presented to him. (Shippou, on the other hand, enthusiastically received Rin's notes.)

"How do you write 'love' again?" asked Rin.

"Don't know," Inuyasha said, wishing Jaken would pop in and say Sesshoumaru wanted him, so he could disappear.

"Hey, Inuyasha!" Kagome said, stepping inside Rin's room. "Miroku's here, you might want to go say hello."

"I would like that very much," Inuyasha said, quickly leaping up. "Oh, what happened to your kimono?"

"I give you half a guess, and if you don't get it right, you don't deserve to be called Inuyasha."

"Kagome-chan, how do you write 'love'?" Rin asked.

"Umm… like, one diagonal stroke, with three dots underneath, and – Never mind, I'll write it for you," Kagome said, kneeling besides the girl and taking the brush from her. Carefully, she wrote a neat black character on the paper.

And thus when Shippou opened his latest prize, a new letter, he was greeted with a child-like script and one perfect 'love' character in the middle of it all.

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"When will you learn, Miroku?" sighed Inuyasha, pacing one of the numerous guest rooms in the palace.

"Look who's talking," retorted Miroku. "You don't even have a woman."

"Don't let Kagome hear you say that. She doesn't think men can have 'women'; she's really into the 'men and women are equal' bullshit."

"Don't let her hear you say that," laughed Miroku.

From above them, something crashed to the ground, shattering.

"Am I missing something?" asked Miroku skeptically, looking at the ceiling.

The breaking-vase sound was followed by a loud thump on the ground.

"Well…" Inuyasha fished for a word to explain. "Sesshoumaru and I were going to go for a taiyoukai conference which would last a week, so Kagome decided to go back to her time. She probably brought back dirty entertainment… and not to mention, they haven't lost their steam. I swear, they still don't tire, after so long, of each other's company."

"They can't survive a week's separation?" asked Miroku as another loud smash was heard.

"Not even a few days," nodded Inuyasha. "I've gotten used to it. And Jaken carts off kimonos by the dozen every month to send to the tailor's to repair."

"I figured. She arrived looking frazzled with ripped clothing."

"I think that's Sesshoumaru's trademark or something." Inuyasha's ears flinched as a high-pitched scream came from above.

"Sango would kill me if I tried anything like it… she values her clothes more than her husband," sulked Miroku.

"Get over yourself," snorted Inuyasha.

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"Sleep well?" asked Miroku, as Kagome trod into the dining room looking sleepy.

However weary she looked, her mind was sharp. "Is this a trick question?" she asked suspiciously.

"Kagome-chan, Inuyasha-sama said he would bring me to Sango-chan's house today," Rin said.

"Sure," Kagome replied casually, sitting herself besides Inuyasha and reaching for the bowl of rice Jaken placed in front of her.

"Don't you have to ask Sesshoumaru-sama?" Jaken interrupted, nearly spilling a soup bowl's contents on the table.

"Oh, he's probably indisposed," Kagome explained.

"Indisposed?" asked Inuyasha, choking on his soup. "Him?"

"I don't want to know," Miroku stated.

"Nothing perverted," glared Kagome.

"Actually, I do want to know…"

"Hentai. Anyways, Inuyasha can you take Rin?"

"I guess… but you'll owe me."

"Whatever…"

Inuyasha translated for Miroku. "Kagome's going to pay me in porn."

"There are children here!" blustered Jaken.

"I'm thirteen and old enough to know these things!" Rin said indignantly.

"What's so special about porn?" asked Miroku. "Buy a book of it somewhere."

"Oh, but this is special. It's like… actually seeing the act yourself."

Miroku's eyes glazed over slightly. "What do you mean?"

"It's completely realistic and it's like you're in the room watching."

"You can close your mouth before you catch flies in it," Kagome said to Miroku. "I'll lend you my portable player sometime."

"You, Kagome, are a goddess truly divine -"

"Keep that up, and I think Sango will divorce you."

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"All gone," Kagome said, sliding the door shut.

"What excuse did you give them?"

"That you were indisposed. Then Inuyasha took Rin to Sango's, and Jaken accompanied them. Now Miroku's being kept company by some DVDs, I'm sure he won't bother us for awhile…"

"Indisposed?" growled Sesshoumaru.

"I don't think any of them bought it," sighed Kagome.

"Indisposed…"

Kagome shivered. If she guessed right, she was going to the one feeling indisposed in an hour or two…

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"Inuuuuuyaaashaaa!" screamed the little girl as she latched onto his leg.

"Hello, Kagome!" laughed Inuyasha, picking her up and swinging her around and around.

"Me too, me too!" said her brother.

"Both of you," compromised Inuyasha, picking the boy up too, swinging them around effortlessly.

"I suppose that bastard is at your place?" Sango asked darkly. "What's he doing?"

"Umm…" Inuyasha didn't think it too good an idea to introduce Sango to Kagome's world's idea of entertainment yet. "Studying the religious scrolls…"

"Is he?" snorted Sango. "Well, he's not coming home until he pens an apology."

"Of course not," smiled Inuyasha. The last time Sango had 'kicked him out forever' he'd been back within the week.

"Inuyasha!" snapped Sango. The hanyou glanced at her in surprise, before realizing she was talking to her son. "Inuyasha, leave Jaken alone!"

"Look at me!" squealed the boy, hopping around waving the Staff of Heads, making his eyes two wide saucers not unlike the toad's.

"Nii-san! Do it again! Do it again!" laughed his sister.

"Now, watch me, Kagome-chan," her brother said. He grabbed a bent stick from the ground and waved it around like he would a boomerang. "Oh, you bastard! I SAW you with that girl, don't you dare deny it! That's it! You worthless son-of-a-bitch! Out! Out! I don't want to see you here, ever again! And I'm telling Kagome-chan not to take you in!"

"You said a bad word! You said a bad word! Mommy! Nii-san said a bad word!"

"Insolent boy," Sango sighed, shaking her head, and disappearing in the house.

"Don't be rude, Inuyasha," Inuyasha told the little boy reproachfully, though he fought to keep the grin off his face.

"My staff!" Jaken cried. "Give me my staff back!"

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Miroku stared unblinking at the tiny square in front of him. Inuyasha had said Kagome called it a 'screen'.

Real people moved inside the square, except they were very tiny. He wondered how they stuffed the people in the square. Maybe they lived in the circular 'disc' Inuyasha had put in.

Better still, was what those people were doing. They'd started arguing. Then kissing. Then… well, doing that.

No wonder Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru so easily did whatever Kagome wanted.

Miroku found himself ready and willing to do the same, if only he could borrow the square more often…

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"No more water," Inuyasha grumbled, peering down the wooden bucket.

"Well, if you want tea, go fetch water from the well at the back," Sango said in a no-nonsense voice. "Kagome, stop picking at your food."

"But… okaaaaa-san," began the girl.

"Lunch is the most important meal of the day," lectured her brother, though in reality he knew nothing of what he was talking about.

"I'm dying of thirst," moaned the older Inuyasha.

"I'll go," sighed Rin, setting down her chopsticks by her rice bowl and getting up.

"Thank you, Rin," Sango smiled, nodding at her.

"You're such a bum, Inuyasha," Kohaku said with a grin.

"Oh?" Inuyasha was secretly pleased to see the boy's smile. No one had thought he'd recover from his dealings with Naraku. But maybe he would…

"You sure you can manage that?" Jaken called anxiously to Rin as she lugged in a bucketful of water. Lots of people would have his head if something happened to the girl.

"It's only water," shrugged Rin.

"Jaken needs a wife," Inuyasha said suddenly, surveying the toad. "It'll teach him water is harmless."

"I'm sorry?" spluttered Kohaku, nearly choking on his rice.

"A wife?" echoed Rin.

"And a wife would teach you to get your own water," Sango said, rapping a knuckle on his silver-haired head.

"What the hell? I got a bloody annoying sister-in-law called Kagome for that," snorted Inuyasha. "Make that two, considering Miroku's like my brother, and his wife's a shrew…"

"What did you say?" Sango narrowed her eyes.

"Nothing…"

"I heard you the first time."

"Umm… you did…?" Inuyasha felt a giant sweat drop roll down his forehead.

"About annoying sister-in-laws…" Sango narrowed her eyes further.

Her two children covered their eyes, giggling silently. The scene was all too familiar. Angry mommy and loud-mouthed daddy or man, equaled mommy beating man up and man repenting sorely.

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"Wake up! Inuyasha-jichan, wake up!"

"What?" grumbled Inuyasha, his head still sore where it had made intimate contact with Hiraikotsu.

Rin sulked. "Jaken won't take me flower-picking."

"Why the hell do you want to go flower-picking! It's not even dawn!"

"What? It's lunchtime already! And I'll send a bunch of flowers to Shippou-kun, with some for Miroku, and -"

Inuyasha's ear twitched. "Why Miroku?"

"He looks terribly unhappy, and flowers will cheer him up!"

"Argh…" Inuyasha pulled himself off his futon. Remind him to ask Kagome for some miko barrier to keep little children out of his room.

Now, to see what was wrong with everyone's favourite houshi.

"Oi, Miroku… you still here?" Inuyasha found Miroku pacing at the foot of the steps that led to the Western Wing. Normally Miroku would've begged for forgiveness by now, and would've been back home.

"I finished the four disc things Kagome lent me and I want to know what happens next!" wailed Miroku.

"Pervert," sighed Inuyasha.

"What discs?" asked Rin, stumbling over the pronunciation of the word 'disc'.

"Never mind!" chorused Inuyasha and Miroku at the same time.

"Whatever… Jaken's serving sushi for lunch."

Miroku frowned slightly. "But… I want to find out what happens after the evil Hideyo sells Fumiko to the brothel -"

"What's a brothel?"

Inuyasha turned pink. "Umm… it's this place… where… umm… you pay for special stuff."

"What?" asked Rin, truly confused.

"INUYASHA!" shrieked Jaken, appearing. "You stop contaminating Rin this instant!"

"Ha… umm… Lunch, anyone?" Miroku grinned, sweating.

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"Someone was indisposed, I heard," sniggered Inuyasha over his sushi as Sesshoumaru appeared.

"You mean Kagome?" he asked mildly.

"What!?" Miroku asked, dreams of another DVD dissipating quickly.

"Calm down, I'll lend you my copy," Inuyasha said.

"Copy of what?" asked Rin, getting frustrated. No one was answering her questions, only leading her round and round in circles.

"Of the disc," Inuyasha said.

"What disc?"

"Don't you dare say it!" Jaken cried.

"Why not?" demanded Inuyasha.

Sesshoumaru looked uninterested. "It's porn, Rin."

Jaken's eyes looked about to pop out while Rin frowned. "What's porn?"

"Pictures and erotica on sex."

"Spare me, please," begged Jaken, who looked like he was in pain.

The next question seemed inevitable. "What's sex?"