Hey. Long time no see. I got another story for you. I hope you like this one. It's another one I've been working on for a while now. I don't know how often new chapters will be posted, but I'll try my best. Please read and review.

Prologue

It was a dark night in Demon World and nothing but the demon bugs were stirring out in the woods surrounding an old Japanese-style house. It looked sturdy enough, though the numerous vines and plants climbing up the walls might have been the only things holding it up. A small dirt path lead up to the steps of the porch, and was lined with plants that looked very overgrown.

The house itself was brown, but it wasn't very visible through the twining plants. The doors to the house were nothing more than paper screens, though if you looked close enough you could see the small talismans hanging above the door providing protection. The windows held thin panes of glass held together by wood with curtains covering the inside that made it look like it was actually lived in.

Through a window in the house you could see a light turned on and a person could be seen pacing back and forth. By the silhouette, this person was a woman and she seemed troubled.

Mother, I have to find him. I know he's out there somewhere. She said, desperation in her voice.

You know as well as I that he is dead. You saw for yourself what happened. You saw how he died. How could anyone survive that? Another woman responded, her voice more cultured than that of her daughter's.

Yes, and he wouldn't have died if I had gotten there in time. I was supposed to protect him and...I couldn't make it. She accounted, pausing at the end to swallow a sob in her throat.

There, there my dear Yume. You can't be expected to be perfect and protect him every waking moment of his life.

But that's just the point, mother. I was supposed to protect him whenever and wherever he went. That's what a Protector does. That was my job that I took on and I failed.

Come, come now, it's not your fault. It was that damn hunter. He wanted to distract you so he could kill your man. Now, how about you take a little break from all of this. Go take a nice vacation somewhere. I hear the mountains are nice this year. The wolf pack there welcomes shape shifters. Go have some fun and relax for a while.

Perhaps your right, but if he is still out there, I'm going to find him. She says, determination giving her voice a new strength to it. She wasn't going to be some weak minded girl and just give up, she was going to find Youko Kurama, and she wasn't going to stop until she had him in her arms again. Yume knew that he was out there somewhere, even though she held his lifeless body her arms, because people like him just don't disappear, they live on for as long as their gasp on reality holds, and she knew for a fact that Youko would not have liked to die that soon and that way.

She was going to find him, even if it killed her, and that was a promise.