Ok, first off, thanks to all three people for reviewing. Secondly, I need to tell you (the reader) who the narrarator of ch. 1 was. Drum roll please… Ok, I admit, there was no real definite narrarator; it could have been any of the five main characters (InuYasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, or Shippo). Honestly, I had InuYasha in mind while writing. Well, here is the next chapter. I couldn't get it into poem form, so it's in story mode instead. Hope you like it….

Chapter 2: They Will

I sigh as I turn away from the tree. 'No one probably cares we're gone anyway…' I tell myself, as I begin to depart, both the gravesites and this world, but something catches my attention. Hushed voices are coming from the village. I look and see two figures coming up the path. A part of me wants to hide behind the nearest tree, but then I realize 'I'm dead. They won't see me.' I still move to the side and watch as the two approach the area where I stand. As they come into my line of vision, I froze. 'How could I forget them?'

One was a girl, around 15 years old. She had long, white hair that was streaked with black, and bright gold eyes. On top of her head I could see two small triangular dog-ears. She fell to her knees in front the mounds of earth, tears streaming down her face. "Myoga was right. They're here." She choked out. Her companion, a boy of about -- with short brownish- black hair and brown eyes, knelled next to her, placing a comforting arm around her shoulders. "There, there Sasaki." A small meow came from the ground next to the two. Now I notice the small cat demon that I knew so well. "Yes Kirara." The boy said, petting the cat lightly on the head, "This is what we were searching for."

I can't help but watch in awe as Sasaki leaned over and took something off one of the graves. "Dad's sword." She mumbled, holding the item close to her. "Tasku, What can we do now? I still don't understand." Tasku looked over to the large boomerang that lay to his right, then down at his own right hand. I stare at the boy's hand and I realize something: he carried the curse of his family. "Tasku?" "Myoga said that the enemy still lives, and we need to finish what our parents couldn't." he then walked over and stood the boomerang on its edge. "I also need to get rid of this stupid curse." With that he swung the weapon around, and across his back. "Come on, Sasaki." Kirara gave another meow and walked over to a mound and pulled a familiar string of prayer beads off it. Mew mew. Tasku looked down at the cat demon, a sad, yet happy smile formed. "That could come in handy." He commented. "This string is getting pretty worn out." Sasaki took one last glance at the graves, and picked up one more item. "It's getting late." She said, the fang necklace now around her neck. The boy nodded, and they both headed back to the village.

I watch as they vanish from sight, along with the last traces of sunlight. 'I wish both of you luck.' I whisper as I depart, a light breeze blowing as if it was carrying my words to the two. The girl stopped, her ears twitching at the soft sound. "Hmm?" she turned around. "What's up, Sasaki?" Tasku wondered. "Did you hear someone talking just now?" "Why are you asking me? Your hearing is better than mine." Tasku replied, resuming his walk back to the villiage. Sasaki turned and sighed. 'I know I wasn't just hearing things. Someone was there. I just don't know for sure.' She looked at the mounds below the branches of the sacred tree. "I hope we can do this.…Tasku, wait up!" she called, rushing to catch up with her companion, her father's sword by her side.

So, what did you think? Should I write more, or should I just stop right here? Don't just sit there, leave a review!!!