Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha but I do own this plot, so please don't take or steal my idea.

This chapter is short but, that's all I could do. The reason why I haven't gotten to the action part yet is because , the story is building up to it. I'm just not going to slap you with it, but it will come soon.

Inuyasha winced in pain as he set foot on the front porch of his house.

'Damn… That asshole sure knows how to land a punch.' Inuyasha thought, as he held his sore aching jaw. 'It's still bothering me, even though school's already over. But it's a good thing, that I returned the favor before the teachers came.'

Slowly walking towards his front door, Inuyasha wanted to slap his forehead at his own stupidity. 'Dammit, why didn't I just let it go? I let my anger get the best of me again, and now I'm in trouble.'

Almost as soon as Inuyasha lunged towards Kouga and began punching him, nearby teachers instantly came and stopped the fight. However, the teachers weren't quick enough to stop the beatings that both boys had already gave each other.

Inuyasha sported a black eye, spilt lip, and an almost broken jaw. Well that's what at least it felt like, it was just really sore. Painful sore.

Kouga on the other hand wasn't really much different from Inuyasha, he had a black eye, a painful bloody nose, and split lip. 'And he deserved every minute of it.'

And even when the boys were separated and restrained by a several teachers on both sides, they were still shouting insults at each other. Inuyasha had to admit, that had not been one of his finer moments.

When he was taken to the principal's office, he finally calmed down and tried to explain himself to the principal, but the guy wasn't having none of it and called Inuyasha's mother. Since she was the always the person who was the available most of the time.

And if Inuyasha wasn't feeling guilty before, he certainly was feeling guilty now as he heard his mother beg the principal over the phone, not to suspend or even expel him. It was so heart-wrenching. Inuyasha tried to hold back the tears that he wanted to shed, because he had his pride. He didn't want to cry in front of the principal. He wasn't some wimp. Yet, he lost it at the desperate tone that his mother used on principal on his own behalf.

Inuyasha was so ashamed of himself, he didn't want to drag his mother into his mess. Hell, he never even meant for it to happen in the first place. He tried to beg the principal to give him another chance, but all that came out of his mouth was words that he himself couldn't even made out. He blubbered, alright.. He fucking blubbered like a baby.

And the worse thing is, Inuyasha didn't know which was more painful; the effect that his tears had on his wounds, the reality of this situation, or the fact that he was blubbering like a baby in front of the principal. They all hurt so damn much.

Apparently the principal had a heart after all. The guy was rendered speechless at the scene before him and had decided not to expel Inuyasha. Yet it had a catch, as long as Inuyasha didn't get into any more fights and got good grades, then the principle wouldn't expel him. Well at least that's what Inuyasha understood, but what the guy actually said was this, "The next time that I see you in my office Mr. Takahashi, it better be because you got honor roll. Understand?"

Nevertheless, Inuyasha was so thankful and he whole heartily agreed to the promise. Now this was a chance, not the so called chance that his jerk of a teacher gave him.

'Man my eyes feels heavy from all that crying.' Inuyasha thought, rubbing his eyes, as he stood in front of his front door. Flinching a little at the brief contact that he made with his black eye, he knocked on the door twice, before he hesitantly put his hand on the knob and slowly turned it halfway.

'It's open, mom must be waiting for me.' He thought, slightly afraid about how his mother might react. He really didn't want to see her cry, he didn't know if he could take any more of it. 'I already had enough tears for one day, and I've done enough of it in my entire lifetime.'

So he stood at the door for a while, deciding whether or not he should go. Whether he was ready for what was to befall him. He also took a moment to curse himself for allowing his own anger to get the best of him again, because he really needed to have better control over it next time. 'If there even is a next time. Man, I might as well get this over with. Since she does know that I'm here.'

Taking a deep breath, Inuyasha finally opened the door and entered the house. However, instead of the crying face of his mother that he expected when he came in, he received a sharp slap in place of it. A slap that he knew that he deserved it.

"Inuyasha, I- Oh my goodness!" His mother, Izayoi exclaimed after she slapped him, immediately covering her mouth with her hands as she gasped in shock. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't…I-I didn't know that it was that bad. Oh my goodness, are you ok?"

Inuyasha winced at the stinging sharp pain on his cheek, from his mother's unexpected slap. It didn't hurt a lot, but combined with the beatings and soreness that he had on his face, it hurt like hell. "Y-Yeah, I think so." He answered, slightly nodding.

"I'm sorry, I only did it because I was tired of you getting in trouble. I don't why you keep on doing it. It hurts me so much, but you do it anyway. What were you thinking? You got almost expelled." Izayoi told him, tears gathering up in her eyes. "I was so scared. I just didn't know what we'll do if the principal didn't give you that chance."

Izayoi took a moment, before she spoke again. "You're not going to do anymore, right? You're not going to continue to fight or get into any more trouble, right?" Looking into his eyes, hoping that her son would hear her plead.

"Yeah mother." Inuyasha assured her. "I'm not going to do it again, I promise."

"And you're not going to let things get to you, anymore right?" Izayoi continued, her eyes desperately pleading with her son.

Inuyasha soften his expression, as he looked at his mother with gentle appreciation in his eyes. 'So she understands.'

"Yeah mom, I promise not to let things get to me and for my anger to get the best of me, again." Inuyasha told her, reassuring her. Not wanting to ever let his mother down again. "I promise."

"Good." Izayoi gently smile at him, as she brought a hand up to his face, touching the place she had slapped him earlier. "Does it still hurt?" She asked, with regret in her voice.

Inuyasha gave her a soft smile, "Yeah, but I deserve it."

His mother gave him a sad smile as she slowly withdrew her hand, "Let me get you an icepack. I'll be right back."

As Inuyasha watched his mother make her way towards the kitchen, he suddenly felt eyes boring his into the back of his head, almost as if someone was Glaring at him. 'But why?'

Inuyasha quickly turned around to see who was responsible for such a stare, and felt his heart drop at the sight before him.

There stood his brother, on the top of the staircase, staring down at him with a cold expression, that showed no sign of sympathy. Just a cruel apathetic look, that seemed to pierce right into his soul.

"Pathetic."

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