Final chapter, finally. At least I hope so...

InuYasha awoke the next morning to the sound of very loud knocking on the door. He stood up, put on a pair of pants, and walked to the door. He turned the door knob and opened the door, seeing the DC police department.

"Yes? How may I help you?" he asked, scared that they had found his secret stash...Not that he had one.

The police man at the front of the little gang of police men took off his hat and rubbed the back of his head. "Well uh...Is this the current residence of Kikyo Walker?"

InuYasha started to get worried, but just peeped out a little "Yes."

The man wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "I'm sorry you had to hear this from me, Sir...But Ms. Walker was killed in a car accident last night...On route 5, hit by an eighteen wheeler. I'm sorry, Sir."

InuYasha just stood there blankly. The police man patted him on the back and then turned to walk away, saying to his men, "Lets leave the man alone, he needs some time to comprehend." They all walked off and left him standing in his doorway, looking stricken.

"She's...Gone...She's really...Gone..." he muttered to himself, still not fully understanding the depth of the situation. The only person he had ever loved, gone. The only person he could ever be able to love, gone. Forever. Never coming home to him again. Never to hold his hand, never to send him sweet little text messages, never to give him little kisses just because. Never again. He walked back into the apartment and sat back down on the bed. He rested his elbows on his knees and put his face in his hands, and stayed that way for at least a half hour, still in denial. It still hadn't sank in, that she was really gone...For forever. All of eternity.

He layed back in his bed. The band would have to understand that he really didn't feel like practicing today. Or living, for that matter. But something told him that if he told Jessy that he didn't feel like living, he'd get a slap in the face, along with a long lecture. But if he just left out that little detail, no one would know the difference. He placed his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes. There was no way in hell he had imagined this to happen. She was really gone. And he was almost positive it was his fault.

He turned over onto his side and grabbed his cellphone from his side table, to read the text message she had sent him the night before. He re-read it over and over again, before even thinking about looking at the phone number. At first, he didn't see anything wrong with it, then he saw that it wasn't Kikyo's number. He put a worried look on, and dialed the number, sitting up in his bed. The phone wrang twice before someone picked up.

"Hello, InuYasha," the voice of a woman sounded into the phone. It was Kagura.

"Um...Hi, I got a text message from this number yesterday that kind of confused me..." he said, knowing it was Kagura, but not letting her know that he knew (A/N: How's THAT for confusing? ).

"Oh, I think you know exactly what it meant."

"Who is this?!"

"You know who I am, InuYasha. You know me very very well, if I do recall," she snickered. "I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your beloved Kikyo. I'd like you to know something though."

InuYasha paused before saying anything. "Yeah?! What's that?"

She snickered again. "She told me she would never forgive you for what you did to her. And so I'm here to tell you this; You can come to me if you ever need any kind of comfort...If you know what I mean." InuYasha could almost hear her smile.

"Goodbye, Kagura. Don't you ever fucking call me again. Ever. This is your last warning, Kagura," he said, menacingly. She just snickered again.

"Oh, InuYasha. Innocent little InuYasha," she made a tsk tsk noise. "I think you do want me. In fact, judging by last night, I'd say I know for a damn fact you do." Her tone became serious. "Listen, you dirty little bastard, you've got all of one hour to decide what you want. You can have me, or be damned to four years of never having a constant girlfriend. Four years doesn't seem that long, but trust me, that's a long time to build a long lasting relationship. Take your pick. You've only got fifty eight minutes." She hung up the phone, and he lowered the phone from his ear, keeping his mouth in the shape of the word he was going to say: Bitch.

He finally snapped back into reality and closed his mouth, hanging up his phone and snapping it shut. Sixty fucking minutes to say I want her, or never have a girlfriend, hmmm? Well that bitch has something else coming. How the hell could she even damn me to not being able to have a girlfriend for three years? Fucking witch. Yes, that's what it is, she's a witch. She'll put a spell on me. Ooooooooh, scary. I'm so scared. Pffttt! Yeah right! He continued talking to himself until the sixty minutes was up, about how much of a bitch she was, and about how not scared he was. He had convinced himself it was all a joke, that there was nothing she could do to him. Good God was he wrong.

The phone wrang again, interupting his self muttering, and he picked it up, and answered it.

"InuYasha, have you made your decision?" the woman's voice immediately said.

"Yup," he answered, nanchalantly.

"Well then what'll it be?"

"Well, I'm not going to date a bipolar bitch goddess like you. So damn me to bad relationships if that's what you want to do. You can't hurt me, Kagura. Not even a little bit. Give. Me. Your. Worst." The way he said it made him believe that she couldn't hurt him. But something deep down inside him knew that she would hurt him.

"Fine. You'll see! I tried to warn you, you ungrateful little jack ass! I tried to warn you!" she hissed and hung up the phone. He smiled. Way to make a lasting impression on someone, InuYasha. He laughed to himself and hung up his phone as well.

EPILOGUE

(Woot, two chapters in one! Aren't we lucky? )

Well, needless to say (if you've read the Boston Coma Trials, at least), InuYasha WAS damned to four years of very short relationships. But it was worse than that. He usually didn't have any love in his relationships, if you could even call them that. More like bed buddied. Yes, that's a more accurate term to describe his next years. His longest relationship was about two weeks, with a girl named Sango, who was an exterminator...And that didn't last too long. For those who have read TBCT, skip the next paragraph. For those who have not, read below.

Sango was going out with InuYasha. InuYasha liked Sango a lot. Sango didn't like InuYasha much. She was dating him to get to his brother, Miroku. Long story short, InuYasha found out, left her ass, and tried to get together with Sango's best friend, Kagome, who was also Kikyo's sister. Kagome was also the lead singer of Boston Coma. But, like everything else in InuYasha's life, there was a problem; Jessy, InuYasha's best friend asked her out moments later, and Kagome said yes, even thought she had just spilled her feelings for InuYasha. She said he was marked territory and just left it at that. Then three years later, Jessy and Kagome set up a fake wedding for themselves, and got InuYasha to come, and it was all a plan to get InuYasha to marry Kagome. It worked, they lived happily ever after. Blah blah blah.

And that's not all that happened! But you'll have to read the Boston Coma Trials to know the rest.

A/N: There you go! Finally, after a year and a half of silence, I am BACK and in action! Aren't you proud of me? You should be. Anyway, I'm thinking about rewriting The Boston Coma Trials...I'm not sure though. It was really poorly written, and now that it's the summer, I'll have a bunch of free time on my hands...What do you think? Should I? Granted, it will take LOADS of time, and it'll be WAY longer, but it's something I'm willing to do for you guys. 3 Review and let me know, m'kay? Love you all loads and thanks for reading! 3 Megan