Author's note: Hello my wonderful readers, how have you been? I have decided to finally continue Drunken Lust. It's just a few extra dramatic little chapters for closure. This is going to go down mainly in Kagome's point of view, (Still in third person of course), so Sesshomaru's feelings won't be conveyed as much.

The Epilogue is cut up into parts because I want to hear your thoughts and feelings about each part, also what I want to show about Kagome cannot simply be shown within a one-shot. Maybe a long one but to me long one-shots get kind of hard to pay attention to, and they're even harder, for me personally, to write.

Well, enough of my rambling, here's Part One of the Epilogue.

Chapter Two

Epilogue Part One: Fate

'Do you believe in fate?'

She stared at the wall, her eyes watching the clock that was mounted upon it. The minute hand finally moved with a tick that created a slight echo that bounced against the white walls. She sighed, 'Four more minutes to go.'

She looked down at the package, rereading the instructions on the back. 'Blue for positive. . .red for negative.'

She couldn't believe she was going through this. This, was not an experience she wanted to have under her belt. She, Kagome Higurashi had never ever wanted to be taking a pregnancy test in the bathroom after one night stand gone wrong.

After the painful revelation of their mistake, it had taken awhile to sink in. There were infinite possibilities of what could happen since they hadn't used protection. To Kagome the worst was being pregnant, to Sesshomaru it was an STD.

She recalled when Sesshomaru asked if she was born with any diseases, she feigned offense stating, 'My mother was a ho, but she was a clean ho.' laughing as he apologized for assuming.

Luckily they both were recently tested, and clear of diseases. There was one thing that had yet to be determined, whether or not Kagome was pregnant.

They decided to wait before testing it, knowing it would be some time before they could get accurate results.

Now here they were, her inside of Sesshomaru's bathroom and him leaning against the closed door.

What if the strip was blue? She couldn't be a parent! She could never be someone like her mother. A pathetic shell of a human being, selfish, and horrible role model. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"How's it going in there?" a voice called through the door. It was him. The gorgeous guy who was the father to their possible child. She was sure that he didn't want a kid either, by the looks of him he was someone important, a person who would be publicly shamed for having a child with a heathen woman who didn't know who her own father was, and had a mother that only cared about herself and her next fix. He probably would pay her off and walk off with a girl who knew her entire ancestry by heart, leaving her to raise the child created from their drunken lust.

"Four more minutes until our fates are sealed."

There was laughter from the other side it made her heart quicken just hearing it, she didn't like where it could lead - getting attached would make it harder to leave. Within seconds it was silent again, besides the sound of the clock. She searched her mind for something else to say, so she didn't go insane from the tense silence and ticking from the clock on the wall, she also didn't need to be alone with her thoughts right now.

"Hey, Sesshomaru." A grunt reached her ears, she took it as a sign to continue. "Why is there a clock in here? Do you like to hear ticking as you pee or something?"

Sesshomaru chuckled, "No. I like to know what time it is, no matter what I'm doing. So I keep a clock in there."

"Why not just check your phone or something?" It surprised her how interested she was in learning about something as simple as why he kept a clock in the bathroom. Usually she wouldn't even ask the guy she slept with for his name, but then again they never made her feel as alive as he had or possibly gotten her knocked up. Sesshomaru was special, she wasn't entirely sure if it was a good kind of special.

"Well, I don't like taking my phone into the bathroom, so I can't check it."

"Why not?" She glanced at the clock as she asked, one more minute to go.

There was a sigh before he answered. "Because, my phone has nothing but work and family on it. Work emails, family texts, business calls, family invitations. It's all very tiring, the bathroom is the only place I have that is peaceful, convenient, and void of alcoholic beverages. The only thing I need to know is time, so I won't disappoint anyone by being late."

She sighed, "I see, you vaguely mentioned that you had a hard life last night. It's good to get a tiny peek inside your frosted windows." She smiled, then glanced at the clock, her smiled slowly fading as she saw the time. "Well, it's time to reveal our fates."

"Do you want me to come in?"

She sighed and stood, "No, no. I can do this alone, I'll let you know the results." There was a grunt.

Taking a breath, she stepped forward and reached for the small device. She closed her eyes, and chanted 'Please don't be blue' in her head. She opened one eye and looked at the screen that showed the color, her eyes widened and she dropped the pregnancy test from her hands, it clanged against the sink, sliding over the smooth surface and stopping next to the drain.

She dropped to her knees, her eyes beginning to cloud with tears. She couldn't believe it, why her? She wasn't ready to be a mother. She couldn't be a mother. She shouldn't be a mother.

'Why did it have to turn blue?'

She curled up on the floor, wrapping her arms around her body, as she began to sob. Her mind was full of regret, fear, and sorrow.

"Kagome?" Sesshomaru said through the door, she didn't answer. She couldn't muster up the strength to stop crying. She felt like a child again, alone in her pain, alone with her tears.

"I'm coming in." He opened the door slowly, peeking his head through, he spotted her on the floor, curled into herself, crying her eyes out. His heart hurt at the sight, he didn't know why the sight of her tears made his own eyes water, but he fought the feeling. He walked over to her, slowly lowering himself on the floor next to her.

"What's wrong?" She didn't answer him, he sighed and laid beside her, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm guessing the test was positive."

Kagome sobbed harder, only able to brokenly say her only thought.

"Why. . .did it. . .have to be. . .blue"

[One week later]

Kagome paced the floor of her kitchen in her apartment, she held her cell phone tightly in her sweaty palms, as if it was the only thing keeping her breathing. She thought about the being growing in her belly, and stopped in her tracks. She was in deep shit now, being a parent was not on her agenda. She never wanted to bring a child into her world, for her and its sake.

'Do you believe in fate?'

Her mother's words rang in her head. It was from one of the few times she could remember that her mother wasn't high out of her mind. Even then, she held clouded eyes, as if she was never truly there, that her soul was long gone. That day was no different, Kagome was twelve and scrounging the furniture for loose change so she could go to the store and buy some kind of food. Their mother was in the corner of the room, staring at the wall, her arms bruised from tying her rubber band around them. She was so thin and pale, that it made Kagome sick.

Their mother turned her head and looked at Kagome, watching her flip over pillows and search under furniture. She sucked in a breath before speaking, as if her lungs had to be warned that she was going to conversate.

'Kagome. . .'

Kagome stopped what she was doing, and looked over at her. Her face hardly hiding the disgust she felt when she saw her.

'Do you. . .believe in fate?'

Her voice was hoarse as she spoke. If they had the money to pay the water bill, Kagome would've offered her a glass of water.

'I do. I believe in fate. . .I believe that we all have a predestined life. That everything we do. . .everything we experience. . .has already been planned and thought of.'

She looked back at the wall, lifting her hand and touching it.

'No matter what we do. . .no matter how bad we fuck up. . .no matter how fucked up we are. . .we all end up right where we're supposed to be. We all do what we're supposed. . .to do.'

She coughed a bit, it was deep and dry. She reached up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, as if something had come out of her mouth, before dropping it to her side and looking at the ceiling.

'It's. . . inescapable.'

"Fuck. Fate." Kagome said bitterly. She was not going to let herself or any innocent child be dragged into some fucked up idea of predestiny. This was not supposed to happen, she was not supposed to be pregnant, she was not supposed to have to change her plans for the future. This was not her fate, it couldn't be.

She didn't know why she even believed her mother's thoughts anyway. She was nothing but a fucking junkie. She didn't know anything about fate. She didn't even know how to be a mother, and to think that she blamed all of her misfortune on some God or puppet master. The only one to blame what her own self.

Kagome closed her eyes and breathed. She needed to think, there was no way she would be raising a child, again. Having practically raised Souta before her grandparents stepped in, it was a tough job and she never wanted to do it again. Kagome walked over to the table and pulled out a chair, easing herself into the seat, leaning her elbows on the table.

"Maybe. . .I should just. . .not have it. Maybe I should. . .maybe. . ." She sighed, and put her hands over her face. She couldn't believe she was actually considering it, but it did seem like the best option. An abortion. . .if she got one, then she could continue on with her life. She didn't have to change, her body didn't need to change. Sesshomaru would be able to go on with his life too, it would be as if they were strangers, that - they had never made a mistake. She ignored the sense of loneliness that she felt with that thought. It had to be done, she wasn't ready, and she was almost certain neither was he.

"Then it's decided. . .I'll. . .get an abortion. After I talk to Sesshomaru."

She sighed and turned her phone screen on, after putting in the password she went to message Sesshomaru. With shaking fingers, she typed the message, whispering the words to herself as she formed them within her head.

'Meet me at my apartment, we need to talk.'

Almost immediately he responded, 'Send the address, I'll be over in an hour.'

She quickly sent her address and set her phone on the table. Sliding her fingers through her hair as her face rested in her palms, she sighed and felt tears come to her eyes. She didn't know why she felt the urge to cry, she didn't know why her life was so fucked up, she didn't know why she felt so alone. She didn't know anything, except that it all felt like a nightmare that never seemed to end.

So she let her tears flow, she was alone in her apartment so no one would see her pain, no one would know her pain. That's how she usually liked it. That's the reason she was able to be free, and not another caged bird.

Then why. . .why did she hate it so much?

[End of Part One]

Author's Note: Review, and tell me how you feel about all of this, should she get an abortion? Should she give it up after birth? Should she keep it? Let me in your thoughts!