This is my first fan fic so all coments are welcome and apreciated. Also rememberI am a real person andI do have a life soI can't always update right away.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Inuyasha Charies, except the oneI created, and own none of the places or objects, except the onesI created.

'Sa Kara don't cry, I'm ok, realy I'll be fine'

'No you arn't, you are seriously hurt'

'That doesn't matter now,I need to help Izzioy and your brother'

'But father, you can't help them if you are hurt this bad, rest awhile'

'I can not, I fear it is already too late'

'Too late for what'

'Too late to save them, but I must go'

'But you might not come back'

'I know this, so do something for me'

'Anything, father'

'Keep up your training, and take care of Izzioy and your brother'

'Yes father'

'And one more thing'

'Yes'

'Make sure my swords are taken care of. Oh and speeking of swords take this fang, and make a sword. Combine it with your powers, and do not tell Sheshomeru about this till you can defeat him'

'Why father'

'He seeks power and you have it, just don't give it to him'

'Yes father'

'I must go. Come after me in three hours, and not before'

Sa Kara woke up with a start, and relized she was ripping her blanket and let go. 'Sa Kara, get a grip, this should be old news by now you have been having this deram for a week now. Your father is dead and he isn't comming back, I mean he died over 60 years ago, now get over it!'

'Well i'm sorry, me, but I can't help it. What is wrong?'

'Nothing is wrong, why would there be?'

'Then why am I being tormanted by this dream?'

This battle between her "selves" went on for some time, but nothing was realy said except, 'Why is this hapening?', and finaly she decided to go over what her father had told her before he died. 'Ok first was protect. Well I did that. Izzioy died and Inuyasha said he wanted to be left alone and that he wasn't a baby anymore, so I fullfilled my task. Next, training. I do that every day, and not the, Ok I feel tired now lets quit for the day stuff, I mean hard Work till ya drop stuff, so thats good. That only leaves the sword stuff. Ok I made the sword for myself and told Siah what to do about the other swords. So whats the problem?'

After a long time she decided to go see Siah in the morning about the swords and went back to sleep.

Athors Note: Ok so now how's that for a story? tell me if ya like it and I know I have bad spelling. So sorry bout that. Also R&R. TTFN