DISCLAIMER: I don't own Inuyasha and unless I magically win the lottery I doubt I'll ever will.
AN: I suppose this chap will need a bit of explanation. The story will be short; it will tell the whole how he met her, how they fell in love and how they arrived to chap 1 and then after. So, I'll try to keep it simple, clean and short because if I don't, you'll loose interest and so will I.
A/N: Beta: Little R.
If there is one thing we can be certain of in life, it's that eventually we will die
DEATH
By: Anne 79
Chapter 2
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plat thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree.
Cristina Rossetti
TWO MONTHS AGO.
There was a knock on his door, just when he was about to leave for lunch. He almost cursed.
"Come in!"
As door opened slowly, a slender, raven haired woman entered. He noticed immediately the long legs, the hesitant smile, and the deep, blue eyes; he had never seen that shade before. Her hair could have easily reached her waist, but its wavy features kept it just below her chest.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I had an appointment," he apologized as he put his white lab-coat back on and sat behind his desk. He gave a glance at his computer's screen, waiting for a notification of his schedule to appear, or to hear the phone ringing because his receptionist had forgotten to tell him.
"You didn't," the raven haired woman said with a smile, "I managed to get a look at your schedule and I knew you had thirty minutes to hear me out." She didn't wait for a reply, she took his silence as an agreement and she sat in front of him. He frowned while he considered her words.
"This is Miroku's doing isn't it?" He asked smirking widely. She blinked a couple of times.
"No Dr. Takahashi, I don't know Miroku-"
"I mean don't take it as an offense, you are gorgeous and all; but he has to understand that I don't date because I don't want to," he continued as if he hadn't heard her. "I'm sure he has other friends who would suit you better for a life surrounded children and a white fence."
"I didn't come here for a blind date," she managed to say while repressing a giggle.
"Then-"
"Dr. Takahashi, I believe I may have cancer and I would like you to be my doctor," she explained trying to save him from further embarrassment. His eyes opened wide in surprise and he coughed uncomfortably.
"Have you been diagnosed?" He asked with his 'doctor' voice. She gave him a full grin.
"No, it's more of a self-diagnose really…" she admitted somewhat sheepishly. He stopped the urge to roll his eyes. Another hypochondriac.
"Well, normally the procedure is to have a general doctor revise your symptoms and if he suspects a tumor may be involved then he would refer you to an oncologist," he explained slowly knowing that, sometimes, patients weren't ready to know if they were healthy or not.
Three days later he still didn't know how she had managed to step out of protocol and convince him to make her diagnosis –his official diagnosis, as she called it.
"Why are you so ready to be sick?" He asked while he did the physical exam.
"I'm not," she replied shortly while staring at the white wall behind him. He knew physicals could be awkward for the patients when the attending was a doctor of the opposite sex. Yet, she had been very strict when she said she only wanted him to treat her. He still wondered if this wasn't a bad joke from Miroku.
"My mom died of cancer when I was two," she said suddenly. He turned to see her emotionless face.
"You lied," he muttered softly while he continued to touch her abdomen looking for anomalies. "When I asked you about your family's medical history, you didn't mention your mother had died of cancer."
"I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"Have any other of your relatives died of cancer, besides your mother?"
She shook her head.
"Did you know what type of cancer she had?"
"I can look through her papers..." she offered. She noticed then he was no longer paying attention to her. She saw that he lingered on one of her breasts. So he had found it. "I thought it would take you a bit more to find it." She scoffed.
"We are going to do an X-Ray," he told the nurse present while signing a form. He helped to close Kagome's robe and then he looked at her straight in the eye. "When did you first notice the bump in your breast?"
"Three weeks ago," she replied serenely.
"You are not on remission are you?" He asked suspiciously.
"No," She answered curtly.
"Have you taken any X-Rays…?"
"I already told you I haven't."
"You also forgot to mention your mother died of cancer. Was it breast cancer?"
"No, brain cancer,"
"You said you didn't remember."
"I said I would look into her papers!" She finally yelled. "God! Could you be more exasperating?!" She hissed as she rubbed her scalp; it was hurting badly.
"You are the one who barged into my office as if you were walking into the supermarket! You are the one who keeps medical information from me! Did you know I could sue you?"
"You can't," she muttered annoyed while glaring at him.
"Oh yes I can!" He said victoriously. Or at least he tried to look victorious to reinforce his white lie.
"I went to law-school you idiot," she said while rolling her eyes. "Now, I could sue you for misinforming me." She added with a mug smirk. He glared at her. "Look," she tried to start calmly. Darn! The headache just won't go away. She tried to continue what she started but she couldn't. The last she remembered was Dr. Takahashi's eyes looking at her worried and nurses coming inside the room before she blacked out.
"Miss Higurashi!"
She heard the music. It was as if it came from her fingers. She had stopped playing a few months ago. Maybe, before she left this world, and she would be united with her loved ones, she would be able to hold him –her beloved instrument- one last time. She had to wake up.
"Miss Higurashi!"
"Miss Higurashi!"
She opened her eyes, feeling as if she had been hit by a truck. She could not focus her sight. She felt disoriented, yet she was comfortable.
"Pass me the flashlight!"
She saw a bright light. God, please not the tunnel! Not yet! She closed her eyes.
"She's responding!"
"Miss Higurashi!" That voice. She knew that voice. She was annoyed by that voice a few seconds ago. "Can you hear me?" The voice asked. She nodded or at least she asked her body to do so but lately he hadn't been very cooperative.
"Miss Higurashi, can you move?"
She tried and, apparently, she succeeded.
"No cervical damage."
"Help me get her in bed." Now that was one she hadn't heard often enough.
"She's giggling?" The annoying voice asked. "Crazy for sure." He muttered for himself. That's when she noticed how close she felt the voice. Dr. Takahashi, he was there before, wasn't he? She then understood where she was. She was in his lap. She opened her azure eyes. She met his golden eyes and then…
"Puppy!" She squealed barely audible. He for sure had heard her. Yet he didn't have enough time to protect his furry appendages. Her hands had taken them hostages and Dr. Takahashi couldn't do anything to object. He could only purr.
