Here's the Epilogue, my awesome readers! :D I'd originally planned on making a whole sequel, but I'm just not patient enough for that, nor do I have enough time. Summer school to get college credits SUCKS o.o I've been working my butt off non-stop lately... Though, I might eventually write the sequel after school is done if people want it, which I doubt they will. Anyways, here's the sequel, read and review my loves. ^^

Disclaimer: I've waited ten chapters to say this... For the last time, I don't own bleach! Q.Q


Byakuya stood in front of a sword, staring at it intently. The sword was sitting on a elegant wood display stand, a beautiful amethyst butterfly hanging above it on the wall by it's short chain. The sword had a dark blue sheathe with a light blue hilt, and Byakuya's expression was almost sorrowful as he gazed at it. Thirty-two years had passed, and Byakuya still was somewhat effected by Miyuki's loss. He knew very well what Miyuki's fate was, but he never spoke a word to anyone. He attended her burial despite there being nothing to bury, and mourned for her inwardly.

He also was somewhat proud of her for her actions. She knew her fate was coming, but she refused to lay down and accept it. She fought to the very end with tooth and nail, despite knowing there was never any chance she would win against a demon lord. For three and a half months she trained Hisagi to achieve Bankai, and he managed to mere months after her death, replacing her as the Captain of the 9th Division. It became obvious at that point that she was well aware of her impending doom, and had made certain her Division would be prepared.

She fell honorably, and even the Hime herself attended her funeral. Of course, no one but Byakuya knew she was there, as she had attended disguised as an underling as per orders of her father. The only reason Byakuya knew was because she had spoken to him personally. Miyuki's younger brother became the Head of the Maruyama clan after her death. After thirty-two years, there was still no word as to Miyuki's exact fate. Had she died in that battle? Or had she just met the fate of everyone who held the Zanpakuto she did? Byakuya had a strange feeling he was about to find out.

He turned around, prepared to leave the room, when he halted in his tracks. A silent, unsensable creature shimmered into sight just in front of Byakuya. It was a large, jet black panther with crimson slitted eyes. It had crimson claws, and it's tail tip had a point that was like a blade's tip. There was no doubt in Byakuya's mind that this creature was a demon from hell, however his mind was focused on something completely different. The very familiar blade that was held in it's jaws, having a dark crimson sheathe and a black handle. The panther lowered it's head and set the blade down, pressing it's body to the ground in a respectful bow before it shimmered back out of existance.

Byakuya stared intently at the sword before him before he crouched down and grasped it. He blinked, and suddenly he was standing in a vast forest of cherry blossom trees, the trees in full bloom and the forest floor completely covered in fallen petals. Before he could react, two arms wrapped around his body in a loving gesture, pulling him against another body. "Miyuki..." Byakuya breathed out, and Miyuki pulled her arms away from him and smiled brightly at him.

"That's Mirarame to you, Byakuya." She corrected him teasingly. Her dark purple hair still reached her calves, and her eyes were deep blue. She was barefoot, wearing a small light blue robe with light pink cherry blossoms lining the bottom right side of it. Byakuya realized with a hint of regret that she was forever stuck looking exactly like she had when she died, only without the blood stains and injuries.

"I see... So you were drawn into the blade after all." He said softly, and Miyuki smiled.

"It was my choice. I wasn't going to lay back and die while my sensei was handed over as a tool for Hell." Miyuki said, her voice light and happy. Byakuya eyed her, realizing that she seemed happier then he'd ever seen her.

"What happened, Miyuki?" Byakuya asked, referring to her 'death'.

"Well... I'm sure you got all the details from Hisagi. The demon I was fighting, Tsume, gave me a lovely gaping hole in my abdomen and chest, so as you can imagine, I was dying pretty quickly. Naturally, I panicked. I couldn't bear the idea of dying alone, because it scared me. I also couldn't let Kagayaki-sensei to become the weapon of the enemy." Miyuki said, sighing. "We both know that Mirarame is a fickle Zanpakuto. Crap, I just insulted myself." Miyuki said with a twinkle in her eyes. "One can only use such a magnificent power for so long. After enough times, the Zanpakuto devours you and... Well, as you can see, the wielder becomes the soul of the Zanpakuto and the previous soul is released and finally allowed rest."

"I knew I could only use my Zanpakuto one more time. I knew I had one foot in the grave. I felt like I was walking around with half my soul..." She sighed softly at this. "I couldn't make a choice. Either way, the demons would have Mirarame's power. The option was, would it be Mirarame with Kagayaki-sensei's soul, or with my soul? I couldn't decide... The pain and panic clouded my mind, but at the last second I made my choice. I used Bankai for the last time, and freed Sensei, taking her place."

"I bet you're wondering what I used my Bankai for, aren't you?" She guessed, grinning proudly at herself.

"What did you use it for...?" Byakuya questioned calmly but with extreme interest.

"I wished for the blade's curse to end. I trapped myself here to make sure that no one else would ever be locked in this blade. After Mirarame's wielder dies, or replaced the previous soul, the first person to touch the blade is forced to become it's new wielder. I couldn't change that immediatly, so when Tsume, my killer, lifted me up I was stuck with her. After many years, she perfected my Bankai and used it only three times. The first was to end the civil war between the demons and the souls of Hell. The second was to make her and the two demons she protected become the three most powerful demons in Hell, allowing them to control the others and keep the peace lasting."

"The third was to free me from being forced to wielders instead of picking them myself like all the other Zanpakuto's can. That was at my request... Now I can choose whoever I want to wield me, and at Tsume's request, I broke the contract I was forced to have with her, and she had a demon bring me here. Here to you." Miyuki's voice softened at the end slightly, though it was filled with pride for her actions.

"I don't understand. Mirarame's power is to make illusions, and the Bankai ability is to make those illusions a reality... Yet everything you're describing sounds more like wishes then illusions. You can't make an illusion of being the strongest demons of Hell. That's a wish." Byakuya said, allowing his confusion to show in his voice.

"That's because Mirarame's power isn't to make illusions. I never told you it was, if you recall. You simply assumed that's what it was because that's what Kagayaki-sensei always told us it's power was. I only lied to everyone else in Seireitei." She said with an amused voice at the end. "I didn't even know myself that that wasn't it's power until after I fled to the Human World. In fact, Mirarame's power, or my power as the case may be, is to allow whoever I want to see, hear, taste, smell, or feel whatever I wish them to. My Bankai is to allow any wish I want to become true. Which makes being in my Inner World great fun, by the way." She said with a bright grin.

"Then... Have you bound yourself to me?" Byakuya concluded questioningly, and Miyuki nodded.

"I have. Otherwise you wouldn't be able to enter my world, would you?" She pointed out with a smile.

"Miyuki... Does that mean that you're permanently a Zanpakuto, now?" Byakuya asked in a grim tone, realizing that would mean that she'd never be allowed to rest, and would live for all eternity, watching every one of her wielders die, including himself.

"Yes, that does. Also, now with the curse of the blade broken, my power is limitless. Byakuya..." She stepped forward, taking his hands in her own with a gentle, loving smile. "I know what you're thinking... But don't you see what this means? It means that you could wish for anything in the world, and I will give it to you. Strength, power... Immortality. I could give you invincibility." Miyuki added with a smile, and Byakuya realized what she was saying. She wouldn't have to see him die if that was his wish. "Hell, Byakuya. I could bring Hisana back to life if you wanted, and you know what? I wouldn't care, because I want you to be happy."

She watched as his eyes widened. "However... Should I ever see the power I give you going to your head, I can just as easily strip it from you. It will take many years for you to grasp control of my powers fully. Bankai is at least twenty years out of your reach. And while the curse is gone, using my power will still cause you immense pain, just as it caused me." She said softly, still holding his hands. "Think of me as your own personal endless suply of awesomeness." She said with a wink. Byakuya stared intently at her. He was extremely proud of what she had done, willingly sacrificing herself to ensure safety to others.

She'd quite litterally gone through hell and back just to see him one more time. Now she was offering to give him everything and anything he ever wish for. Miyuki watched as the emotions swam in Byakuya's eyes until suddenly, his lips were against hers. She closed her eyes slowly, her heart feeling like it was going to burst with happiness. He loved her too.

26 Years Later

"Oi, wake up." An incessant poking on the side of his face roused Byakuya. He blinked his eyes open to see Miyuki laying in bed beside him, her finger stopped only an inch away from poking his face again.

"Why aren't you back in your Zanpakuto?" Byakuya asked immediatly, and Miyuki rolled her deep blue eyes at him.

"Cause you're the one who wished I could leave it whenever I want, not whenever you want me to." She answered with amusement. "Besides, I figured you'd want to get up around now, since you're about thirty minutes away from being late to the Captain's meeting." She said, laughing happily as Byakuya leapt from the bed and began getting dressed hurriedly. Miyuki leaned back on her elbows as Byakuya quickly threw clothes on his body. "Damn, here I was enjoying the sight of you half naked." She said with a pout, and Byakuya paused. He frowned, looking at her only to see her wiggle her outstretched toes playfully in his direction.

"Thirty minutes, you say?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I lied. You have about an hour and thirty minutes." She said with an innocent smile.

"Good." He said, causing both of Miyuki's eyebrows to shoot up. She let out a thrilled squeal as Byakuya suddenly launched himself at the bed, tackling Miyuki flat against it and kissing her heatedly.


Okay, so what if Byakuya was a little out of character there? I though it was darn cute and made me smile IRL when I wrote it! xD Just imagine a half dressed Byakuya tackling you on the bed. Miyuki's one lucky fictional character. I really liked this ending, and I hope you all did as well. 3 you all, my amazing readers =)