Tears of a Fallen Angel

Chapter II: Thank you for the Venom

A/N- ok. First of all, I'd like to mention something my partner in crime forgot to say in the last chapter. This story is a joint effort, so both she and I are working on this… and we hope it will turn out really good. But basically, we're just taking turns writing the chapters. Also, we renamed this story. It used to be called 'Blood, Sweat and Tears', but it is now called 'Tears of a Fallen Angel'. So, sorry about the mistake in the last chap.

-Dreams- italic bold.

-Flashbacks- …italics…(no quote marks)

-Thoughts/lyrics- "italic quotes"

-Dialogue- "regular quotes"

It's pretty self explanatory once you start reading it.

Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha and in specific, Sesshoumaru. TT

With that said, onward men!

---Discarnate/Preternatural

"…You're too young!…"

"…Don't be stupid!…"

"…Stop being noisy!…"

"…Just leave me ALONE!…"

Sesshoumaru woke instantenously to the sound of the beeping alarm clock. His mind was slurred with the heaviness of sleep. Slowly he allowed his crimson-tinted eyelids to ease open. As he lay on his back, the golden depths that were his eyes gazed musingly forward.

…Young

…Stupid

…Noisy

…Alone…

He recalled those few simple words that had plagued his dreams. Simple words, laced with such unfathomable emotion. Emotions and actions whose memories poisoned his mind and thoughts.

"…Cuts through my days… and seeps into my dreams…"

Beautiful golden orbs trailed down softly to their owner's pallidly scarred arm. Those scars were only marks of Sesshoumaru's infinite anger and shame at himself above everything. He grew tired of his gradually ebbing self consiousness. He could hardly remember what he used to be.

He understood what he was now… a mere shell. His soul could no longer be found… and even if it could be, there was nobody who would even approach the blank, emotionless ghost he had become.

Sesshoumaru sighed as he turned his eyes towards the recently quieted alarm clock beside his bed. The brilliantly flashing numbers read 8:15. Already he knew he would not arrive at school in time for his first class. Groaning inwardly one last time, he attempted to raise himself up from his large comforter.

He gasped loudly as a sudden pain shot up the side of his torso. He quickly grabbed his side, hoping to cease the sharpness of the pain. The ache had not lessened since the night before. As he felt the slight nausea give way, he slowly released his tight grip on his shirt and skin.

"It's nothing but a physical wound…" he murmured to himself. Still, he hoisted himself completely out of his no longer comforting bed, and strode deftly to the mirror attached to the back of his bedroom door.

Hesitantly, he gazed at the spot from which the pain was eminating before grabbing his shirt and raising it over his head. A dull cloud of contained sorrow and frustration enveloped his normally blazing orbs.

His eyes followed the cautious movement of his slender fingertips as he grazed the large injury. The intense dark purple color contrasted in the most sickening way with his pale, smooth skin. He lips twisted in a near smile as he saw a clear scab in the middle of the wound where it had opened last night.

Silently, Sesshoumaru raised his eyes back to his face's reflection on the mirror.

"What is it that you hate so much about me, father?"

He sighed solemnly as he tore his eyes away from his seemingly flawless face. Sparing his alarm clock one last hurried glance, Sesshoumaru walked to his closet and after seconds of contemplation, grabbed his usual attire. As he hastened to put on his fitted black shirt and black leather pants, he heard a loud knock on his door.

"Damn it, Sesshoumaru! Why the hell do you always lock your stupid door!" Inuyasha's obnoxiously loud voice rang out from behind the one thing Sesshoumaru was grateful for; his door. "We're gonna be late for school you frickin' idiot!"

Sesshoumaru scowled at Inuyasha's irritating yells, and the loud pounding he was inflicting on his door. He grabbed his backpack as he finished putting on his long black trench coat and attaching the dangerous looking silver jewelry around his waist and neck.

"Come on! I'm not gonna be late again, Sesshoumaru! I got detention last time you ass hole! Get outta th—"

Inuyasha's ranting was cut short as Sesshoumaru opened his door suddenly. "Maybe if you didn't insist on vexing me, we would get finished more rapidly." He replied while icily glaring at his younger sibling.

Sesshoumaru then turned his eyes to his badly battered door. "You will fix the damage you've inflicted on my door when we return home."

Without a further word, Sesshoumaru pushed past his fuming brother and down the silent hallway. Inuyasha glared angrily at his brother's retreating back before following suit and catching up.

"Father left early, I assume?" Sesshoumaru half queried, half stated, his voice rigid.

Inuyasha nodded gruffly. Then, realizing his brother's back was to him, answered, "Uh yeah. He said not to call him at work." He shrugged to himself, "He seemed upset, but that's all he said." He then turned his large golden eyes towards his older brother. "What did you guys do last night?"

Sesshoumaru halted his search for his car keys, as he allowed his eyes to silently wander to the area where he housed the immense bruise. His face was still blank and icy, but his fiery eyes were drowning in sorrow. Briskly, he tore his eyes away from the concealed wound and back towards his brother. His eyes were now guarded as well, and even held a chilling hatred in their depths.

"Nothing at all…" he responded softly, yet menacingly. "Now assist me in searching for the keys, or we will be much tardier than normal."

Inuyasha shrugged inadvertently. "Whatever… Aren't the keys always in that drawer?" he asked while heading towards it. He opened the drawer in question roughly and laughed. "Yeah, I knew it. Damn, you suck at remembering where you leave your junk."

Sesshoumaru cast him an irritated glance before grabbing the keys from Inuyasha, who was now smirking smugly. "Let's just go." Inuyasha frowned as he followed his brother out the large entrance way to their home.

"Hey, can I drive for once?" Inuyasha asked when he approached the dark grey convertible. Sesshoumaru was already placing his backpack in the back seat of the well kept vehicle. He turned to regard his younger brother when he heard his inquisition.

"Of course you may not," he replied sternly, "Besides, you're not old enough to drive. And you do not have a driver's lisence." He observed Inuyasha's let-down expression and turned back towards his car.

"You're just saying that because you don't want me to look cool driving in it!" Inuyasha shouted at Sesshoumaru angrily.

"Just hurry up and get inside," Sesshoumaru responded, his patience wearing thin. He waited for Inuyasha to reluctantly hop inside before seating himself as well.

"Damn! The frickin bell is gonna ring in 2 minutes you stupid ass hole! You haven't even started up the car!" Inuyasha scoffed boldly. The comment gained him a cold glare from Sesshoumaru, which shut him up for the time being.

"I'll make it." Sesshoumaru stated calmly as he jammed the gear into drive. The smooth vehicle sped forward while Sesshoumaru increased the pressure on the pedal. He allowed his eyes to glance over at his annoying half-brother and he had to restrain himself from laughing.

Inuyasha was completely rigid, his hands clutching the sides of his car seat desperately.

"Are you afraid Inuyasha?" Sesshoumaru suggested coolly.

"OF COURSE NOT!" Inuyasha responded defensively. "But… are we almost there?" he asked, his voice squeaking a bit as the speeding car grazed dangerously close to a parked van on the side of the road.

Sesshoumaru didn't bother to answer, but a mischivious smirk crossed his lips at Inuyasha's discomfort. However, his amusement was short-lived, seeing as their destination was looming into view. Sesshoumaru allowed his foot to ease dramatically as he pulled up into the parking lot of the school.

He turned to face Inuyasha, who was already scrambling to get out of the car.

"You see. I told you I would make it in time." He commented, basking in the look of disbelief on Inuyasha's face.

"You're frickin' insane!" he responded while walking away from his older brother's amused smile. Sesshoumaru turned his eyes away from the disturbed hanyou and removed the keys from the ignition. Swiftly, he got out of the car, grabbing his backpack on his way.

"Just another day in hell…" he muttered. Silently he walked towards the entrance of the large building, hearing the bell ring loudly as he did so.

As he approached the school, he glimpsed from the corner of his eye one of the fairest girls he'd ever seen. Her skin was beautifully pale, seemingly flawless, and her hair was raven colored. She wore a flowing black skirt, and a crimson red long-sleeved shirt that was covered by an elegant black lace design.

Immediately, he turned to gaze at the unknown beauty. She was indeed a sight to behold. But Sesshoumaru could not see her face clearly, for it was concealed by her long bangs… she seemed disappointed, or saddened. Either way, it pained his heart to see such a lovely creature in such dismal.

Suddenly, a black clod figure stepped up to her from within the shadows of the building and grinned maliciously. The girl looked up and gave a weak smile, as the man took her into his arms, carressing her stomach and neck. Sesshoumaru felt any elation he had been experiencing give way instantly.

It seemed the beautiful stranger was bound to another person… what a disappointment it was. He was used to the feeling however, and began to turn away from the sight. His gaze was captured again, though, by the maiden looking up.

His mind collided in confusion and pity, as he gazed upon the anguished mahogany orbs and the sickeningly violent bruise on her left cheekbone…

"…Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door, what's life like, bleeding on the floor?…"

"…Calling tears from deep inside, oh, you're so exquisite…All midnight eyes read 'vacancy'…"

A/N- okee dokee. Hehe. Hopefully that was up to your guyses liking. I tried. Umm. Of course you must all review, but I also have a question that I'd like feedback on. Would the abuse/violence in this story count as a Mature rating? Or is it alright on Teen? I'm asking cuz this really won't be the worst of the cases of abuse in the story. Soo.. I'd very much like if you guys could help me out on that. I doubt I'll have any sex in the story, but does it still need an M rating? Kk. L8ur g8urs!

---Discarnate/Preternatural