Here's another chapter for ya! Sorry that I didn't update yesterday but I made sure I did today...I might update another chapter this weekend for ya so...enjoy.

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA. OWNED BY RUMIKO TAKAHASHI!

BUT YURI IS MINE AND MY FRIEND SHANIA'S...

Chapter 12: The End of the Road

The moments after her parents found out about the frightening news spreading through Tokyo of the death of their daughter was unbelievable. Especially since that death was of someone else and not her. A time when Yuri had to make a hard decision to not go after her parents. From not proving to her elders that she wasn't gone from this world, and all because of being in her fresh transformation of a fully fledge demon. What would they think of her now if she went to them in this body of a breed? Would they accept her for what she truly was that was hidden inside the depths of her soul because of their love of her as guardians, or would they not want to believe it was really her because of her immediate change of appearance from just jumping into a old rigid well. Would they just abandon her? She did not want to believe the last possibility but she also just couldn't bear to see it in her own two teal eyes. She wanted to have the last memories of her family full of happiness, love, and joy even though she knew they would be her last.

That is why I decided to live in the Feudal Era…by now my family has moved on and so have my friends. I should move on too…I can't stay in the past...

"So Yuri since Naraku is dead are you going to start staying here sense you have nothing else to come for in the Feudal Era?" says Sango.

"No, I'm staying in the Feudal Era," her tone final. That made the priestess have a moment to herself.

She's finally telling her decision to everyone…so I'm next in line to tell. Should I say it now in front of everyone…no I should tell Inuyasha…I want to know how he feels about it first. But should I tell him tonight? No, not yet…a lot has been going on these past few days, especially for me,…actually…for everyone. My mom and soon to be my whole family, when I tell them, will have to endure in me living 500 years in the past. It won't be easy for them to let me go so sudden. And since Yuri is like an adopted daughter/sister to the family they'll miss her too.

"Kagome….Kagome!" a high pitched voice drove her back to reality. Her cocoa orbs sight a small hand wave in front of her mug.

"Huh…Shippo? Sorry something slipped into my mind," she had the whole group's attention from dosing off when a wall of warmth conceals her forehead. She then loosens up when her ears hear that memorable gruff voice to her left. Noticing that the surprising heat is a firm hand, "no fever."

The blackness of her bangs lays on the russet skin of the hanyou's hand as anxiety veils his visage. The young woman creates a tint of pink on her cheeks in result of him worrying about her in the littlest of things.

The bright yellow star pulls itself out of the horizon as an extra day came and began in the country of Japan. Two days have recently gone by from Yuri's release from the hospital as the guy's were learning how to play a video game in Souta's room. The girls were having a terrific time gossiping while connecting the pieces of a thousand-piece puzzle.

"What do you want to do for today?" wonders Kagome as Sango, Yuri, and Mayu were all quiescent on the table sketching over at what they achieved. Sango's face glows at the detailed picture of the puzzle.

"What about…oh let me think…TRYING TO GET THIS FRECK'IN CAST OFF MY LEG!" Yuri had been trying to get the mortals to surrender on the subject since yesterday.

"Yuri we've told you many a times we are not going to break your cast off until you've had it on for at least a week," Sango spats out tiresomely to the point where she whines. The other females silently beg her to stop. Their elbows on the furniture sighing.

"Look I'm a demon so I can heal hundred times faster than you can and I can tell that I'm already healed. If I knew that I wasn't I wouldn't be asking you over and over again to get this robust concrete layer off of me!" her tone got very rustic while she crosses her arms together. She had never been this motivated before, not even in fights with Inuyasha. The girls were getting sick of it. Her facial expression were to the point of wrinkled brows, dangerous eyes, a very uncomfortable and disturbing aura, a firm line of lips, and a rude body language.

"Then what about you try to get it off yourself since we aren't going to satisy your wish. You're a demon right! So since being a demon means you're several times stronger than us, as you say it. It shouldn't be a problem for you," attitudes Kagome in rolling her eye balls in irritation.

"W-well because…because I d-don't know how to control my strength yet," she scrunched into a tight ball using all the room the chair could give her and squeaks at the last words mortified.

"I would think you would already know how to Yuri," says Kagome sighting the adolescence cowering, in which she hasn't done ever since Inuyasha turned into a full youkai in being possessed by one of his fathers swords, So'unga, or the sword of hell. The demon exterminator volumes up her voice from her throat, "I'm not surprised, from my studies as a demon slayer they say that it takes at least a couple of years for a demon to know how to use its strength to a level where it won't hurt itself. It starts when the demon is a child like Shippo but younger."

"So you're saying I'm a three year old," requests the complaining teen.

"No it's just that you weren't born a demon but turned into one over a year ago so for the first few years you'll be figuring out how to control your strength. It's completely normal," facts Sango.

"Oh, okay…," Yuri leisurely relaxes in pleasure. Afterwards awkward silence stroke through the air with lost sounds of the video games on the second floor. Reminding her something as fast as a needle stabbing through cloth Kagome utterly opens up, "what about we go to the theaters like the guys said."

"I guess so…" Sango wasn't acting one hundred percent positive about it.

"And this time the boys will choose the movie," fairs Mayu folding her arms.

"Mom," Kagome slightly whines disagreeing to the subject.

"You girls have been dragging the boys along for some time so what about for a change they get to lead instead."

"What, like a date?" fires the miko.

"Exactly like a date," jokes Yuri but then she swiftly squishes her lips to where you could only view it as a tiny dot while tilting her head precisely like a dog, "Do…the guys know what a date is?"

"I-" question marks engulf the other's heads leaving Kagome with nothing else to say.

"Of course they know what a date is," includes Souta who had been eavesdropping for the past two minutes, "I talked to them about it since they were so curious."

"Souta! What did we just talk about 'secretly' in telling the guys things and what they mean?" the sister gave Souta a little notification after twisting her upper portion of her body to him.

"Sorry sis but Miroku got me into saying it," like Miroku, with his sneaky tricks, the poor boy had plundered into his trap and blew the words out like a songbird. She understands and forgives, "do they know anything else?"

"Um…yeah," her hands were like magnets slapping on metal when her palms and fingers glue themselves on the arms of the ungainly chair from his truthful response. She was blinking uncontrollably, "like what?"

"Uhhh…relationships," he knew this was not going to end well from the start. Kagome blushes from him being bold enough to say it, "W-what kind of relationships?"

"Family relationships, and…serious ones," he lowly states while losing power in his tone but that didn't stop everyone from hearing. Yuri got her interest kicked in at the moment, thinking it was hilarious to watch her best friend getting haywired. The demon held a smirk with a fang poking out about half an inch, "what do you mean serious?"

"Couples, marriages…" Kagome thought she was going to lose it for sure. And she intended that Souta telling Miroku about girl and boyfriends was bad enough. Sango had already had these types of talks with her parents and the new version of it, future style, from Kagome and Yuri in the hot springs. This wasn't new to her at all but it strokes her with something else in confusion, "why would they want you to explain relationships to them? They're grown men and should know more things than you should for your age."

"Point be taken," went on Mayu.

"Well the main purpose of it was because of Inuyasha," hints the boy.

"Inuyasha? Why would he want to discuss about that?" squirts out Kagome her brows began to twitch from time to time. Yuri crosses her healed-but-looks-abused bandaged leg over her other one and positions her funny bone on the arm of her chair. Pressuring her palm by the cause of her jaw line resting on it her second arm slithers on the table as she births a bored, galling face. Giving her eyes a fatigued scene. And you could've bet the peaks of her consecrated ears were drooping and the color of her marks dulled, "It's like talking to a rock when bringing up that stuff him. To him it's like gibberish or maybe the baka has finally matured."

"Which definition of 'matured' do you mean Yuri? Knowing you it could be anything with that imagination of yours," back talks Kagome not quite accepting on what the woman was meaning.

"Hey I may have a very active imagination but I'm definitely NOT a pervert!"

"NO, I didn't mean-n-nevermind…just tell me."

Yuri presents the miko with that glare, "in meaning his mind."

"Well like you guys said he wasn't interested but when I talked about how we arrange it in our time he got curious and started asking questions. Then-" Souta patiently explains until - speak of the devil - Inuyasha blurts out from up the staircase, "what's taking so long Souta?"

The now-in-action boy quickly ambles around the kitchen, "coming, just give me a sec," appearing with suds of soft drinks Miroku - not as rough as the hanyou - replies too, "is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine," the eleven year old stumbles up the steps in meeting up with Miroku halfway up, "here let me help you."

"Thanks," Miroku now very steadily had three cups in his grasp in presenting the kid some relief in only handling two. Mayu takes her chance in glancing over at the direction of the monk, "Miroku can you go tell the boys that were leaving to go to the movie theater soon and that it's yawl's choice to pick out the movie. I've finished my mission in talking with the girls and they say they're fine with it."

They planned this!

"No problem," the guys left making a click noise of the door being shut.

"Not this place again," grips Inuyasha in remembering the mall. The group had entered it once again and like last time they went to the mall without Jii-chan. Man what's with that guy!

"What's wrong I thought you li-?" predicts his girl in tripping over her stiff leg and next thing she notices she was falling in a losing battle of staying on her balance. Facing darkness in not wishing to see the floor crawl closer to her she awaited the crash…nothing. Firm, strong arms grasp her upper arms by feeling fingertips descend into her soft skin, but not enough to pierce it. Light welcomes back to her sight as she views Inuyasha in front of her.

Their faces were inches away while he reacts in return, "man you're such a klutz sometimes…,"

She tears open a lovely smile to him and nods in his honest agreement. She couldn't say not to that as she releases a little chuckle, "yeah, I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?"

"It's just that I feel bad that I worry you on just the simpliest of things."

"Don't worry about it, just…look out for yourself more often," he gave her that smirk.

Yuri then yells up ahead, "hey lovebirds are you coming or not?"

L-Lovebirds…

Blood rushed cheeks shot the two as if red Kool-Aid splashed on then. They revolve each other's heads away from one another. They had been unconscious to know that everyone was still among them at that previous moment and thanks to Yuri the couple got lassoed back to earth.

"Coming?" he gestures fulfilling his lift on her hand as she glows in interest and follows.

"Okay, give me one good reason why we're here?" up ahead Yuri wonders.

"Because the theater is in the mall you ninny," reports Souta from coming to the familiar spot hundreds of times in sponsor of families and friends.

"I would've already have seen it in our last visit though," the demon crunches in-between Miroku and Sango in not paying attention that it made them disappointed to be separated. She crosses the finish line as she hit's the brakes next to Mayu who is leader of the pack for now.

"That's because it's on the highest floor," courts the demon's adoptive mother. That made Yuri feel dense.

Man, I've been in the Feudal Era for so long that I forgot that there was a theater in the mall…and I use to know this place like the back of my hand…

"How many floors are in this mall Mrs. Higarashi?" asks the demon slayer in fixing up her doe hair. And with her hands up in fixing her hair it gave her future husband the chance to rub her backside. With having, in Miroku's term, his 'Cursed Hand' achieve its mission his ears rung of Mayu's answer, "there are three floors total."

And then….

SLAP!

Ah, don't you just love the sound of Sango's wrath...thank you for reading and please review I very eager to hear your comments for this!And im serious...also if you want to see what Yuri looks like I'd be glad to put her as my avatar or put it on my art account so you can see...I'm a good artist and I've practiced my drawing skills on her now for two years so...yeah. C ya!