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Kagome looked at her wedding dress that was hanging on the back of her closet door. It really was beautiful. I hope to wear it again, for the right man…or hanyou. She smiled and zipped up her giant yellow backpack.

The night breeze played with her hair. She was getting ready to go back to the feudal era. Kagome couldn't wait to be with her friends again. Inuyasha had gone back there and was waiting for her. Kagome stayed behind only to take care of a few legal things.

She hadn't charged her grandfather with anything, but the state had a few issues with what he had done. Mr. Akitoki would take most of it, but both men would be punished for the trouble they had caused. Kagome was glad she wasn't putting her grandfather behind bars, even though he was the cause of her pain.

Kagome frowned at her uniform that hung next to wedding dress. She decided not to wear it anymore, but to let it hang there as a reminder. Granted, she wasn't sure what she was reminding her self of, but she liked the idea of it. It was a before and after sort of thing.

Kagome turned to her open window. She had been brought to it by a strange noise.

"Is someone out there…crying?" she mumbled to herself. She saw a figure walking around slowly, holding her face in her hands.

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"Oh, dear," Hana groaned, blowing her nose. When they took away her husband, she stayed behind. He kept quiet, and didn't say anything. He didn't pin the crime on her like she thought he would, but took his punishment. She was safe. But, she was alone.

She felt her body shake with each sob. She knew her face was probably wet, red, and blotchy. Hana Akitoki realized she a lot to cry about. Her parents ruined her life. A man so much older than she emotionally abused her. She had become a bitter, old woman, but in her heart she knew she was still that beautiful, talented, young girl.

"Hana?"

She turned to see a man. He was wearing a green tracksuit on his medium-sized frame. He held a bouquet of yellow tulips, her favorite flower. His tired face was smiling, but his eyes were sad. He was in his fifties, no more than 56. He was handsome, laugh lines decorating his face. To Hime, he glowed.

"Why do you cry, beautiful flower?" He asked her. He approached her slowly, standing in front of her. Hana felt herself fall, her knees week beneath her. He dropped the flowers and reached out to steady her.

"Kin…Kin, why are you here?" Hana felt herself grow angry. "What in God's good name are you doing here, now, after so much time? How did you even find me?"

"You always had such a temper, sweet flower bud. Tears stain you lovely face, but why? The Hana Takemaru I knew would never cry. She was strong, healthy, and happy." He leaned down to look Mrs. Akitoki in the eyes, a slight frown on his face. "But you can't be strong all the time, can you? You need to cry to be strong, don't you? That is why I am here. I am here so I can be strong when you are weak," he whispered.

"He's gone, Kin," Hana groaned into his shoulder, biting back tears.

"I saw the policemen. I knew your boy was getting married today, to the Higurashi woman."

Hana nodded her head slowly, loving the warmth of his shoulder. Kin smiled and rocked her back and forth.

"Tell me, flower…it was arranged, wasn't it?"

The tears came back, full force. "Yes, Kin, it was…oh God, I am a wicked person!" Hana sobbed heavily into his shoulder, leaving his shirt stained with her tears. "How I treated that poor girl, and…oh I've caused so much pain. And for what? Why did I act how I did? What had possessed me to be so…so horrible? I was doing the same thing my in laws did to me thirty-four years ago. I am such a fool."

"Stop this talk," he said, his voice sharp like a knife. "Hana, speaking of what is wicked! Pain, yes, but does it matter? Has nothing been gained from the pain felt? Surely all is not a lost cause. There must be something good from all this bad."

"Like a true poet," Hana giggled, bring her self up to look at him. "Until my husband or I am dead, I am still bound to him. If only we had the courage all those years ago…"

"Do not talk of the past, for it is dead. Think about now," he said, a frown on his face.

"I made a vow to God that I would stand by my-,"

"Do you truly believe that God would want you to stay with a criminal?" Kin asked her, interrupting. "God would not want to see his child in a marriage without love, for a marriage without love is a mockery of His sacrament."

"I know, but-,"

"No," he said. I have waited long enough for my flower, my Hana. Every day without you has been torture. I've long to feel you against me, to hold you like I did when we were young. I wish to be with the woman I love, as God would have wanted it."

"Kin, I-," He silenced her with a kiss. Hana was memorized by it. She had not been kissed by this man, her love, in over three decades. She missed him. He knew how to make her forget she was in her fifties, she had wrinkles and imperfections. He knees felt weak again.

Hana closed her eyes and remembered all the events that brought her to this. In that instant, she did not regret anything. She knew who she was, and suddenly she was okay.

She was in love. She had always been in love, but now she was letting herself know it.

"Kin…I…I want to be happy again. I want to be with you, if you'll have me," she said, blushing.

His reply was stealing her breath away in a kiss.

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"Oh, that's so sweet!" Kagome silently cheered Mrs. Akitoki on after hearing every word. Kagome saw that their love had finally triumphed after their long, painful battle. Kagome smiled, blushing a little at their kiss. Then Kin pushed Hanna against the wall, beginning to kiss her neck. Hana began unbuttoning her shirt, and Kin's hands were roaming…

"Gahhh!" Kagome shouted, falling backwards. Old people, having sex, outside my house, underneath my window! Sweet and beautiful as it might have been, Kagome just could not stomach the idea of older people…doing-the-do. Though she hoped her and Inuyasha and she would still be just as in love when they were older.

Kagome got up and closed her window, not wanting to hear Hana waking the dead with her… "Gahhh!"

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A Quick note about the ending

Mrs. Akitoki was not evil. She was once a successful woman and engaged, but her family forced her to marry Mr. Akitoki while she was still young. Mr. Akitoki was a considerable amount of years older than she, so Hana became depressed. She gave her husband one heir, Hojo. She lived in a loveless marriage, and became bitter because of that. When her husband told her about his idea, Hana Akitoki went along with it, "like a good wife should", and helped him. She did what she was told, but she grew a soft spot for Kagome. She saw a beautiful, young woman. She saw herself in Kagome. But she was bound to her husband and couldn't do anything.

I put the scene in with Kin, her past lover, to show that Mrs. Akitoki was not a cold woman. She was abused and broken by her parents, in-laws, and husband. She was a good, kind person at one point, and her true colors show in this last chapter. A lot of readers didn't like her, but she really wasn't the antagonist. I might write this again, portraying this more clearly.

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"Mr. Brightside", Hot Fuss by, the Killers. My inspiration for this story.

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go

And I just can't look - it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go

'Cause I just can't look - it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I never...
I never...
I never...
I never...

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Duckgirl566: This is the end! I have finally posted it!

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