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Chapter1 : Inuyasha

Back in the days if someone would have asked him why was he lying on the couch and drinking beer, Inuyasha would have simply said that he was chilling…. But now if anyone of his "so called friends" would have asked him. Firstly, he would have driven them out of his house and then, well if he was close enough to let them in, then they knew him well and accepted what he'd become. Not that a lot of people knew what he has been doing for the last two years playing the outsider and why the hell the house that his beautiful wife and himself had so painstakingly had it planned.

Hence Inuyasha had stopped going out of the house because he was tired of answering their endless and useless questions about his life now and their sympathies too had made him feel so much like a loser. Staying in the house didn't help either. It would remind him of her. Each and every corner would remind him of her memories, her beautiful and happy memories. For Inuyasha it wasn't easy to avoid the outside world because it would remind him, of losing her but the house was so much worse than it.

His numerous certificates were hanged on the wall along with hers. Inuyasha was lying on the couch lazily with one hand as his pillow and the other one having empty beer bottle, his eyes red from lack of sleep. He groaned as the bottle became empty. Tossing it aside Inuyasha looked at her photo again…

'How am I even living without you?' Inuyasha thought.

Though his heart heavy with grief, he was used to it. What can one expect from him? He was nothing without her!

"Absolutely nothing!"Inuyasha grumbled. He got up in an attempt to get some more beer.

After chugging down the beer, he decided that it was now, time to get ready for work. He took a towel that was lying nearby, and headed towards the shower.

His house was a mess. He probably didn't cleaned it up in ages. The photographs were covered in dust and the floor was dirty. The walls were full of cobwebs and the dirty laundry was all over the place. The kitchen was no different, the sink full of dirty dishes, the refrigerator stinking and the cupboards had nothing that was healthy to be eaten. He got out of shower got ready for his job and left. He didn't bother with breakfast because he knew he didn't have any. His hair undone, eyes tired and his breath stinking.

Twenty eight year old Inuyasha Takahashi, a half inu hanyou, a successful surgeon was living an unsuccessful life. It wasn't because he was a bad doctor or anything, it was because he neither had love nor passion left in his life. When he first tried to settle down in his new life it was a wreck. But know it didn't matter to him because …well it just didn't.

He got into his car and drove to the place like he always did, the city hospital. Inuyasha Takahashi had passed his doctorate at the very prestigious medical college of Oxford. Talented as hell, Inuyasha didn't had any problems of getting the patients, because he was highly recommended and patients trusted him and he never let them down.

Walking down the parking Inuyasha looked at the flowers that were blooming at the concrete flooring.

"where there's a will there's a way, huh? "Inuyasha smiled a walked at the hospital. Without any emotions being displayed to the world, that's what he'd being doing for the last two years. Seeing him approaching, his secretary smiled at him a bit and he too returned it because after all she was his old friend.

"Good morning Kaede." Inuyasha said. Kaede's smile dropped a bit and said, "ye have been drinking till dawn, have ye?" kaede groaned.

"You know why kaede."Inuyasha smiled tiredly.

Kaede gave a small but sad smile, as he went in his cabin and settled down. Kaede nodded her head ruefully.

The rest of the day was usual and uneventful. Inuyasha gave a sigh and left for home. No stops In between. His life had been mechanical ever since she…. Inuyasha drove his car swiftly, painstakingly slow. His idea of easing the pain of emptiness was by going home late. Inevitably he reached his destination. …

'A house which she made a home of.' He thought. Inuyasha looked around his house, everything around the house was normal. The house was away from the city's hustle. The neighborhood was quite and calm. Sometimes he found himself wondering what he was still doing here. But he could never find a place to call of himself.

Sighing he went opened the door and looked at the gate once more and went inside. He looked around the mess his house was. When was the last time he had cleaned the house? Inuyasha groaned and went to his room to take a shower. He looked at the mirror and saw himself and what he'd become. Shaking his head Inuyasha got out of the shower and got dressed into loose track pant and white wife beater.

Looking at the mess Inuyasha grunted and decided to eat something first. Taking out a rather big pizza slice that he had ordered, Inuyasha looked around for finding the TV set remote. Switching on the TV Inuyasha surfed the channels and sticking to one reputed news channel Inuyasha, he relaxed.

Inuyasha had been doing the same for the last two years and the daily cycle had not been broken. Well not except for some times. Times like his family had family gatherings, times like Miroku having a mini Miroku with Sango. Inuyasha smiled at the memory and then closed his eyes as he remembered that he and she had everything planned, and everything WAS going as planned but then….. IT had to happen.