Epilogue

A woman gave a scream of pain, her body covered in sweat as she pushed, trying to give birth to the child that had grown inside her for nine months. Finally a child's cry erupted throughout the room, her hands clenching the cloth the nurse's used to clean her with. She was placed in her mother's arms staring confused at the woman.

The mother had black hair pulled back in a low bun, tendrils falling around her face. Her skin was lightly tan and glistened with sweat from the excursion she had just put herself through. Her eyes though were a light sapphire blue and glistened with tears of happiness as she lightly fingered the child's hand.

"Hello sweetheart. I'm your mother. And this is your older brother, Shuichi," Shoiri, the mother said quietly.

The child tilted her head to look at the other person in the room. A boy stood at the edge of the bed, smiling at her. He had short magenta hair, the bangs of which fell into his eyes. The emerald green depths of his sparkled at her as he stared into her eyes. His skin was a light creamy tan as he reached out lightly grabbing her hand.

"What's her name, Mother?" Shuichi asked, looking back up at Jamie.

"She'll be called Sinamon, Sinamon Minamino."

Sinamon felt lost and confused. All she could really remember was the sudden pain of death. The memories suddenly assaulted her, shocking her into silence, her eyes staring off. Somehow she had been reborn and now she was a human. She could till feel her power deep inside her soul, her body suddenly hit with a wave of fatigue that she would have received had she won the battle.

She now had short black hair that shined and felt like silk to the touch. Her skin was pale almost like snow though slightly darker. Her eyes however attracted the most attention. They were a deep sapphire blue, silver wisps coloring the depths. She felt her hand, a bump curving over the smooth surface suddenly drawing her attention. A dark mark colored her palm in the shape of an eye. Her Jagan had come to her new body but was suppressed, almost useless.

"Mother, can I hold her?"

Shoiri nodded, handing Sinamon to Kurama carefully, "Watch her head."

Kurama stared straight into her eyes as if searching for something. He seemed older, smarter beyond his years as he gazed down at her. She thought for a moment she had seen a glint of gold in his depths.

'Can you hear me?' he asked her mentally.

Her eyes widened answering, 'Yes. Who are you really?'

Her answer was a mental laugh, 'It's me, Kurama, your brother. I told you we'd be together again. Lord Inari helped me be easily reborn without going to the Reikai but I made him promise to tell no one.'

Sinamon grabbed his hand, her eyes sliding shut as sleep overtook her. She could finally live happily with her brother. There would be no one to steal him from her and separate them again. She made a mental note to thank Lord Inari for the help he had tried to give. Cuddling to Kurama's chest, she sighed contentedly finally feeling truly safe and loved.

Fin

An: Thanks for reading! There will be a sequel up as soon as I can get it typed. Sorry for how long it took getting up. The next one is my favorite of those I've written. Hope you like it as much as I do. Look for Crystal of Darkness soon and enjoy. Much Love, S. Hunter.