Title: Father's Sake
Rating: K+
Warnings: Reiku is a bad person.

Father's Sake

"I dun't why yer complain'," the Inu no taishou said, tossing back another cup of sake. "I gave ya a perfectly good hanyou, er, brother-" he drained another cup and shook his fist at nothing in particular. "Brother tha's a hanyou."

Sesshoumaru's brow twitched as his father belched loudly.

"Eh, yous 'poiled little brat," his father muttered, and reached for his other bottle, only to find it empty. Faced with such a crisis, he had no choice, but to actually speak with his son.

Funny, he thought as he stared with bleary eyes. He hadn't remembered fathering twins. "Whatever," he muttered under his breath. Whatever it was, it was certainly his wife's fault.

"Why didsh'e haft to leafe me," he slurred tearfully, and then shook his fist, again for no apparent reason.

Sesshoumaru raised a brow. "My mother left because you kept getting drunk and fucking the staff."

Inu no Taishou snorted, nearly inhaling his drink. "pfft, that sno reason. 'N watch yer mouth, boy."

Sesshoumaru sighed. "Yes, father."

His father grinned crookedly and staggered to his feet. He lurched forward, weaving toward the door. If his beloved wouldn't come to him, he would go to his beloved. He spun around-- or perhaps didn't as the room was already spinning it was impossible to tell.

He glared at his young son, a little less forceful since he wasn't sure which Sesshoumaru was the real Sesshoumaru.

"Whens I finds 'er you're getting sishtah."