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Naraku has gained possession of all the Sacred Jewel shards and reassembles it into it's complete and original form. Upon Naraku's defeat however, he uses his immense strength and power as the Jewel's owner to wish for Kagome's spirit to be trapped within it along with his own, allowing Naraku to survive in eternal conflict with her.

Inuyasha follows Kagome into the Shikon Jewel and finds that Midoriko is still fighting the countless demons and the jewel wants Kagome to take her place and replace the demons with Naraku instead. Kagome realizes that the Sacred Jewel never grants one's true wish; Kikyo wished to be with Inuyasha and Naraku's wish wasn't as evil as he had intended it to be. Then she remembers her grandfather told her that the Shikon Jewel can only be purified by the one soul who wishes to save everything, it's then that Kagome realizes the wish she is to make and Inuyasha joins her side.

With Inuyasha close to her, she wishes for the Shikon Jewel to be gone forever. Midoriko's spirit is freed so that she can pass on to the afterlife and Naraku is finally made content by the warmth that the Shikon Jewel shone as it was destroyed. The cycle of conflict and mayhem is, at last, broken and the Jewel gone forever.      

When the Jewel is destroyed, Kagome and Inuyasha are forced back into their own eras and the Bone-Eater's Well becomes sealed for the next three years. In this time, Feudal Japan undergoes some changes: Sango and Miroku are married with three children, twin girls and a newborn son; Kohaku has a new weapon from Totosai and has left the village to continue his family's demon slaying traditions with Kirara; Koga becomes leader of the Wolf Demon tribe and marries Ayame; Shippo frequently leaves the village to train at a kitsune school, so as to develop his fox-magic; and Rin has come to live with Kaede in the village. Inuyasha still returns to the Bone-Eater's Well every three days, although he knows that it will never allow Kagome to return.

Back in present day Japan, Kagome finished high school with her friends. On graduation day, she, again, returns to the Well and looks at the bottom. She blames herself for the Well's unwillingness to allow her to travel to Feudal Japan, believing that, when she finally emerged from the darkness of the jewel, her relief of being home subconsciously sealed the Bone-Eater's Well. Kagome wishes that she could go back and be with Inuyasha and her friends again, closing her eyes and picturing them. Her mother comes into the Bone-Eater's Well Shrine and holds her daughter close as she stares into the empty well, but Kagome can see sky on the other side of the well. Kagome's mother tells her to go but to come visit every once in a while and Kagome leaps in.

In the past, Inuyasha is sitting under a tree with Sango and Miroku's children crawl all over him. Suddenly, he catches a familiar scent on the wind and leave the children to pester Shippo as he rushes to the Bone-Eater's Well. Hesitantly, he peers over the side just as Kagome's hand reaches up and grabs the edge. Inuyasha takes her hand and pulls her up and they stare into each other's eyes. Kagome asks if she has kept Inuyasha waiting again and he takes her into a strong embrace, asking what she's been doing all these years. Shippo, Sango, Miroku and their children come running, pleasantly surprised to see Kagome. She tells them that she's back to stay and they celebrate, telling her everything that has been happening in the past three years that she's been away. Back in modern day Japan, Sota is talking to his friends who ask if they can meet his sister. He tells him that she graduated and she left to get married.

In the village, Kagome and Rin have been studying with Kaede, as they learn to make medicine with herbs they find. Kagome expresses to Inuyasha that she is surprised that Rin didn't stay with Sesshomaru, but Kaede insists that Rin learn and make preparations to return to her home village someday. However, Sesshomaru frequently sends Jaken with gifts for Rin or even delivers them himself and visits with Rin. Just then, Sesshomaru flies overhead with Jaken in tow, the tiny demon vassal calling out to his master that Kagome has returned. Kagome waves and cheerfully calls out to him, calling Sesshomaru "brother" now that her and Inuyasha are married but the demon lord only glares coldly at Kagome and continues on his way, leaving Rin a beautiful new kimono.

As she rides on Inuyasha's back, Kagome thinks to herself about how she is going to live in this era with Inuyasha from now on. Training to properly harness her priestess powers, she dresses in the robes that Kikyo once wore. With Inuyasha by her side, she looks off at the distant mountains.

*This is where we leave Inuyasha, Kagome and the others. The following story is a proper speculation about what happened at the beginning of their implied "happily ever after"*

A weeping girl sits in a corner, dressed in a blue, long sleeved, checkered dress that comes a little past her ankles with a single blue bow that holds her hair back from her face. This tiny girl, no more than eighteen with long dark brown hair, large haunting hazel eyes and smooth delicate skin the color of fresh cream. This tiny girl with big, sad eyes; blood shot and wet from crying, her child-like nose is flushed a pinkish-red color, her full, pouty lips are swollen and lined with red. Her slender frame shakes from long, deep sobs. She has her knees brought up to her chest, her skinny arms coiled tightly around them, her head hangs low with her face buried in her arms and resting on her knobby knees. The girl looks up, with tears streaming from her sorrow-filled eyes, she stares into the darkness that surrounds her. Her arms begin to loosen and quickly fall to her side, her knees slide downward toward the floor. The weeping floor stands and walks to the vanity across the room, where she turns on a small brass lamp. In the pale light she surveys the contents on the table; bottles of perfume, tubes of lip gloss, a small container with other make-up stored within, a photo of the girl and a handsome young man stands off to the far right and tucked into a corner of the glass is an obituary clipping. She opens a small drawer and withdraws a notebook and a pen. The girl sits on the vanity stool and begins to write:

My beloved is gone, leaving me alone
and empty. The pain is far too much
for me to bare any longer, so I have
decided to part ways and leave my
pain and sorrow behind.

The girls puts down the pen and reaches back into the drawer and pulls out a blood-stained razor blade. She pushes up her sleeve and reveals her pale arms, etched with deep pink scars. Taking the blade in her fingers, she brings it to her wrist; wincing in pain, she pulls the blade across her flesh. Dropping the bloody tool she watches as the blood beads out of the wound and spills down her hand, onto the vanity and pools. The weeping girl stands and goes back to her corner, slides down the wall to rest on the floor. The pain dulls as her heartbeat begins to slow, she sighs and leans her head against the wall. She says out loud to the emptiness of the room around her:

"The pain is finally gone...
death truly is bliss"

She sighs out a slight chuckle accompanied with a small grin as her eyelids flutter, then close. Her heart slows to a stop as her last breath leaves her chest, her bloody hand rests on the carpet, blood pooling and sinking in; a clock chimes the hour. The weeping girl was gone, lost to the darkness in which she found such happiness forevermore.

A lonely, sad girl sits alone in the bitter cold of winter. This girl; long brownish blonde hair, large, sad green eyes, and a face as pale as the snow falling around her; is never noticed and always ignored. Every day and every night she sits there on the cold stoop of an abandoned, worn down building and cries. Having no one in this world to love her anymore, she hardened herself towards the world; her heart colder than the air that swirls around her feet and whips her hair. Wearing the same thing as the many days before; a pale yellow dress with long, thin sleeves and tiny buttons up the back, white dress shoes and pretty white tights; she seems to be waiting. Waiting for the one she loves? Waiting for someone to notice that she exists? Or maybe waiting for Death to reach out and offer her his hand?
She sits in the blistering cold, her head hanging solemnly, waiting for something that may never come. She stares out to the deserted streets, covered in a blanket of snow, and searches the darkness for any signs of movement. She sighs and leans her head against the stone wall that alcoves the heavy wooden door, and she looks up at the stars. Wondering what happened to her, where everything that she loved had went; a single salty tear streaked its way down her icy cheek. What had happened to her happiness? What had happened to her life, and what would become of her now? A million questions whirled through her mind, racing, searching for answers that weren't there. a pain built up in her chest as memories of a long lost love came flooding into her mind. Her heart ached and felt like it was breaking into a hundred thousand pieces; her body shook from the long held back sobs. The cold had finally reached her and she shivered; her lips and finger tips had long since turned a deep shade of blue. She gasped for breath, breathing in the icy chill, making it difficult to catch her breath. The world around her became hazy and looked far away;  a man shrouded in a black cloak appearing in the corner of her vision. She looked towards the man, he reached out his hand and whispered:

Take my hand, I can make the pain disappear.

She hesitantly reached out and took the stranger's hand. The pain disappeared, and the memories faded away like melting snow. She stood, still holding the man's hand, and turned to look at where she had been sitting. There she saw a pale blue colored girl wearing a yellow, long sleeved dress and pretty white tights to go with her white dress shoes; frozen in the winter night, tiny tears still making their way down her blue cheeks. After a moment she realized the sad, frozen girl was her. She looked at the man dressed in the black cloak, he nodded to make her realization true and tugged her hand slightly, telling her that it was time to leave. She turned from the frozen form of herself, following the cloaked stranger, and never looked back.