Fathers and Sons

Summary: His father wasn't always missing. However, a family matter ended up separating his family. Now, it's time for the family reunion to commence...

Part 1

"Daddy daddy! Look what I got!" a five year old boy yelled, his big brown eyes wider in his excitement as he held a big cookie in his hand and crashed into his father.

The man had been expecting the assault and managed to catch him, lifting the little bundle of energy up as he crashed into him and placed the boy on his hip. "Is that a cookie? Who made those?" His father questioned, amusement lighting his eyes as a woman with long brown hair entered the front hallway, walking up to him.

"Mommy!" He grinned, bouncing lightly. "And they're aaaaallllll mine!"

His mother laughed, giving his father a kiss before turning to her son. "But he'll share them with daddy if daddy is nice, right, Yusuke?"

The boy pouted. After a few minutes, he sighed, "Fine..."

The man couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled up at his son's expense. Pushing his shoes off, the three walked toward the kitchen for dinner.

It went as usual with the little boy's father picking him up and rushing him off to the bathroom for his nightly bath.

"Daddy," The little boy started, throwing some bubbles at the older man.

"What's up, kid?" He hummed back, massaging some soap into his son's hair, ignoring the water splashed on him for the time being.

"What's a hanyou?"

He froze for a second, before his brown eyes narrowed slightly. Quickly, he covered up his anger enough to ask, "Why?"

"A scary man was yelling at Momma" Yusuke responded, blinking up at his father curiously.

"It's nothing you need to worry yourself over, Yu-chan," He smiled down at his son, 'at least...not yet...' suddenly grinning, he splashed some clean water on his son, causing the boy to squeal in shock. "Don't think I didn't remember you throwing soapy water at me kid," He laughed, watching his son pout at him. "Close your eyes so we can get the rest of the soap out of your hair and we can get you out of here."

"Ha~i."

As soon as the water was out of his hair, the drain on the tub was pulled and he was lifted out, a towel wrapped around him.

"Say hi boys!" The only female of the household chirped, pointing the video camera at the two boys in the hallway.

Yusuke blushed and tried to hide from the camera while the older man carrying him laughed, an amused twinkle in his eyes.

"I don't think he likes the camera, Mom." He grinned, walking backwards and into the room of the little boy.

"That's alright. It's for my amusement either way. Besides, we gotta have some memories on tape, right?" She laughed right back, following them into the bedroom as the older male went about helping the younger get dressed. Yusuke hid from the camera, using his father as a shield until he was fully dressed and his father stood up. "Come on Yusuke! Say something for Momma!"

"No" He huffed, hiding behind his father's leg.

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"No!"

"You won't get to go see auntie tomorrow." She bribed, her grin easily heard on the camera.

The little boy had tears come to his eyes as he tugged on his dad's pant uniform, "Mommy's being mean!"

The camera zoomed out to capture the amused eyes of the police officer looking down at his son. "She is?" He asked, widening his eyes in fake shock as he humored his son. "What will we do?"

"Send her to time out!" He nodded with finality, crossing his arms as he looked up at his father in all seriousness.

The woman couldn't stop the giggles that escaped pass her lips. The man cracked a smile, turning to his wife. "You heard him. Time out for you, Momma." He laughed.

"But then who will make more cookies for tomorrow?" She asked.

Horror came to the little boy's face as he and his father looked at each other.

"Should we change our mind?" The elder asked, crouching down beside the boy who nodded his head vigorously.

"Mommy doesn't need time out! No time out!"

"Alright, alright, we'll come up with something later."

"Hai!"

The elder turned to the camera. "Looks like your off the hook for now, mommy."

"Oh, good. I was worried for a while there." She said, amusement clear in her voice. "Now say goodnight Yusuke."

"Good night!" The little boy shouted, waving like his father did, his father's hand on top of his head, ruffling his hair.

The television went dark as the woman turned it off, stopping the tape to rewind it as she took another sip of the alcohol in her hand.

"So that's what you watch every night?" The voice of a teenage male said from behind her.

She turned slightly to see her son and his three friends standing at the entrance to the room.

"Welcome back."