A/N: There! Ha ha! I've finally finished it! The last one peoples! I hope it's worth the wait!

Kurama and the Amulet of Truth

Yoshimi set on her bed, reading a book. It had been a few days since she had gotten back, and things were slowly returning back to normal. Her grandparents had accepted her excuse without question, and were both very glad to have her back. And Yoshimi was glad to be back. She was able to do the shopping and such for her grandparents, as well as the house work that had piled up while she was away. Yoshimi sighed. Her grandparents just weren't as young as they used to be. But she loved them all the more for it.

However, she missed all of the friends she had made in her absence. She had known them only for a short time, but was missing them still. Yoshimi rolled over onto her back and put her book down. She had been feeling kind of empty since she had gotten back. Everything was fine except that… Nope, she wasn't going to allow herself to think about it. Yoshimi rolled back over onto her stomach and continued reading.

Kurama was out working in his rose garden. He bent down over one of the bushes and snipped of a bad leaf. He straightened up and sighed. That late frost had hurt so many bushes! Kurama sighed. Roses were easier to grow in Makai, where you could use spirit energy and other catalysts that were forbidden in the human world. He thought for a moment. Surely it wouldn't hurt to help that bush grow a little? It had been particularly badly damaged by the frost.

Kurama knelt down beside the plant. He slowly extended his hand to touch it gently, willing it to grow. Slowly, it grew, extending outward turning green as it went. Soon, the plant was green and robust, the healthiest among its brothers. Kurama got up, and sighed again. He would have to go inside soon; it was getting dark and his mother would have dinner ready in a moment. He took a last glance at his roses and went inside.

Yoshimi was cleaning up from the dinner she had just had with her grandparents. As she put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, closed it up, and turned it on, she sighed. There was just no getting around it. She desperately missed Kurama. She sighed again, went into her room, and prepared for bed.

A few miles away, Kurama was preparing for bed as well. And he, too, had a distinct feeling that something was missing, not right. He thought of Yoshimi and sighed. Why can't I stop thinking about her? He thought dismally. It's been occupying me for as long as we've been back. Why can't I just go see her?

I could, Kurama thought. There would be nothing wrong with it. Nothing at all. And so he sat about making preparations.

Yoshimi was lying in her bed, trying to fall asleep. She just couldn't. She was too preoccupied. She tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, then stopped, sighing. This was really starting to get to her. As she was thinking this, a letter floated through her open window. Yoshimi opened, curious about what could be inside. This is how the letter read:

Dear Yoshimi,

I don't know how to say this, but I can't stop thinking about you, and wondering if you feel the same way.

I've found a solution, though. Come to the place in the woods where we first met on this Saturday afternoon and I

will show you.

Yours Forever,

Kurama

Yoshimi read this letter twice hoping that what it said was true. She was filled with hope at the thought. Fill with happiness once more, she sat the letter on her bedside table, rolled over, and fell asleep.

Yoshimi woke up on Saturday filled with anticipation. She woke up slowly; savoring the thought that this was the day she would finally see Kurama again. She went downstairs to eat breakfast. After breakfast, Yoshimi went shopping for the outfit she would wear that afternoon. She went to Maurice's and picked out the most adorable evening gown, in soft purple, and some heels that matched. After that, she went home to get ready.

She decided that it would be stupid to wear the dress hiking through the woods, so she packed it, her shoes, and some make-up and hair stuff in a book bag, got on a t-shirt, jeans, hiking boots, and a jacket and left.

As she walked back through the calm woods, she cherished the silence. It was always so noisy where she lived. The birds were twittering happily, and she could hear all of those other classic forest noises. Yoshimi paused a moment to take it all in. She heard a rustle behind her. Yoshimi turned around and saw Kurama coming out of the trees.

"Hello, Yoshimi," he said. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," she said. To herself she thought: Always so polite!

"Come on," he said. "There's a place that I want to show you." He walked off back through the trees, Yoshimi following him.

It was very nice to walk through the quiet woods alone with him. She suppressed a shiver of delight. "How far away is it?" Yoshimi asked him.

"Not too far," Kurama said, smiling at her.

They walked on for a little while, before coming into a clearing. It was the most beautiful place Yoshimi had ever seen. There was a water fall falling a short distance into a little hot spring, with rose bushes surrounding it.

"It's wonderful," Yoshimi breathed, as she and Kurama walked to the edge of the spring and sat down. Then she looked at him and smiled. "Can we get in?" she asked innocently.

"Of course," said Kurama.

"Well," Yoshimi said. "I can't have all of these clothes bogging me down, can I?" She took off her boots, and then her shirt and shorts, so that all she was wearing was a bra and underpants. Kurama blushed and looked away.

"Aw come on, Kurama," Yoshimi said teasingly as she got into the water.

Kurama looked back, smiled, took off his shirt and got into the water.

When they got out later that evening, Kurama asked Yoshimi if she had had a good time.

"It was the most magnificent time I have ever had," she said quietly. "I really don't know what to say."

Kurama sat up and took a little box from his pocket. "Say that you'll marry me, then," he said to her, opening the box and taking out the ring.

"Oh, Kurama," Yoshimi said, tears coming from her eyes as she hugged them, and they fell away into a kiss.

On their wedding day, Yoshimi had the wedding she had always wanted. She had a wonderful white dress, she was surrounded by her friends, and everyone was happy. Botan caught the bouquet in the traditional wedding bouquet toss, and Hiei caught the corsage. He looked like he didn't much know what to do with it, as Botan blushed and every one else laughed.

Five Years later

"Mommy, mommy, daddy's home from work!" Yoshimi's little four-year-old, Sarah ran up to the house yelling.

"Oh, that's good, sweetie," Yoshimi said from the kitchen, where she was feeding her other little daughter, Hannah. "I'll be there in a minute," she said, getting up and leaving the kitchen.

"How are you, my little sugar bear?" Kurama called as Sarah swooped into his arms.

"Today was good," Sarah said. "But I hurt my arm riding my bike." She held out her arm.

"Aw…I'm sorry, sweetie," he said, kissing it. "There, all better."

"Kurama!" Yoshimi said as Kurama was put Sarah down. "How are you?"

"Very good," Kurama said, taking Yoshimi and the baby into his arms. "Now that I'm home with my family."

The End!

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