Yes, yes, yes, the long awaited epilogue, like two years over due! Sorry, sorry, sorry, I've been very busy, and never really wanted to write one, I'd always had the idea, but I just never put it down, well now that I have all the time in the world, I though, what the heck. Anyways, I know most of you people that wanted an epilogue aren't even gonna read this, but oh well…

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I really like how this turned out! I hope you enjoy it. Thank you to alllllll my flippin awesome reviewers, you are all my heros and inspiration!

Rin had somehow managed to stay alive and well. She grew into a compassionate young woman, with an odd affection for demons. Even the great Sesshoumaru of the Western Lands couldn't deny that she was lovely with her long black hair, bright eyes and easy smile.

On one of their many 'adventures' as she loved to call them, she met a young warrior. This was when Rin's infatuation with Sesshoumaru started to slowly diminish. The two would plan the 'when and where's' of their meetings, and after two years Rin decided she wanted to live in a human village. Knowing this would eventually happen, Sesshoumaru made no protest on her wishing to leave, and on rare occasions even stopped in to check up on her. Very rare occasions.

As she grew older she had three children, and become the founder of a group of humans and, very few demons, trying to bring peace to the land in hopes that humans and demons could live together in harmony. Sesshoumaru knew, it was bound to fail from the start, and was surprised to find that it lasted many years. It wasn't until shortly after Rin's death that it disband.

Rin had lived a long and fulfilling life, or, as fulfilling as any human life could be. She lived to watch her children grow and have children, and those children grow and have children. All of them had her compassion, all of them had her love and caring, and all of them looking for the good in demons instead of the bad.

Sensing Rin's death was near, Sesshoumaru was at her side when old age took her. And as she looked up to him, smiling with those bright eyes, he still saw her as that young girl who chased him around calling out, "Sesshoumaru-sama! Sesshoumaru-sama!" That young girl who bickered with Jaken, and sat upon Ah-Un. With one last smile, and a squeeze of her hand in his, she closed her eyes for the last time.

When Rin died, he hated humans more than he ever had in his long life. He hated them for their weakness, for their fragile mortality.

Many long years would pass until Jaken's death, and many more would come and go in silence. His only companion; memory, regret.

A beautiful young woman with silver blue eyes and long hair. A name that never left his lips, a scent his senses wouldn't forget, a day that would haunt him till his death.

Sesshoumaru casually walked down the sidewalk, going no where. He'd survived through the long demon wars, and had managed to adapt throughout the years to the culture changes. These days, there were still demons, though they were severely out numbered by humans, it was only the one's that could make themselves look human that survived. A few of them being, himself, the young fox cub, Shippou, who'd traveled with his brother so long ago, along with the wolf demons, Kouga and Ayame.

He remembered the first time he'd run into the young Kagome. She was so surprised to see him, she was speechless. It was refreshing, seeing that look of terror once again after so long. As the years went by, she, and his pathetic human brother had two children, two boys. They were hyper and disruptive, and constantly up to no good. He had been invited to all the family reunions, and had gone to a few.

He couldn't quite understand or place the feelings he had as he slowly watched the young woman and his brother grow old together, himself, never ageing. He found himself visiting them more frequently the older they became. Even after Inuyasha was gone, and for years the old woman lived alone, his visits were still often.

He put his hands in the pockets of his grey pants and continued walking, a black long sleeved shirt kept the cool autumn winds from his skin. His once long hair now hung to his mid-back, and was kept together in a loose band. It was more professional this way.

Wetting his wind dried lips he was about to let his mind slip back to his past when children's music interrupted him. It was the ice cream truck driving by.

"Hey! Wait up!" he turned towards the voice, and when his eyes landed on the holder they widened, he heard himself gasp as he sucked in air in shock.

There, standing before him, a blue eyed girl with bright golden hair done up in that weird style. She was wearing a pair of jeans with an orange shirt that said 'All Smiles Daycare' with a number below the large lettering. She'd stopped running, and with pouting lips placed her hands on her hips, watching the truck drive away. She turned to look at him and offered a large smile before heading toward him.

"You'd think they'd watch the review mirrors." Her blue eyes shined up at him as she held out her hand. "I'm Usagi, what's your name?"

His heart was pounding in his chest, and he felt anxious, restless. Her scent was the same. She was the same. He carefully reached out and took her hand in his, "Sesshoumaru."

Suddenly her hand wasn't enough, years of regret and yearning, and just her hand wasn't enough. He wanted to make up for what he'd failed to do before, but, she didn't remember. She didn't know. He glanced down at her name tag and before his mind could tell his body what not to do, he pulled her petite body into his and wrapped his arms around her gently. All the while she smiled.

Her small body slightly shook in his, and he felt her warm breath against his chest, his eyes widened for the second time that day when her muffled voice reached his ears, "what took you so long, Sesshoumaru-sama?"

He smiled, and for the first time since Rin's death, he was thankful he'd given her up to that young warrior.

That young Tsukino Momiji.

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