Kids
His father may have been a fool, but there are moments when Sesshomaru thinks the Inu no Taisho had the right idea with Inuyasha.
Die when they're young. They're much less irritating then.
If he mentioned such a thing to his wife, he knows he would get an incredulous look and a reply along the lines of Are you insane? You want to leave me alone with these monsters? Bite your tongue, my Lord.
And Inuyasha? Oh, geez, come on, Sesshomaru; they're not that bad, accompanied by an evil smirk, followed by a hasty retreat.
When his wife -- usually irritated -- demands some help with the kids, saying that they didn't get it all from her, his reply is usually along the lines of I did not act this way when I was a child.
The elder boy is perfectly serious, a much smaller version of his father, but with his mother's face. The younger is a carbon copy of his father in appearance, his mother in tempermant, and his uncle in attitude.
Sesshomaru often has no particular desire to claim that child as his own, and if not for the markings on the boys face, could almost believe he was Inuyasha's son instead of his own.
His wife didn't appreciate that, either.
They love both their parents in a sweet, uninhibited way, the pure love of a child. Sesshomaru is, when they look up at him and smile, trusting him implicitly, reminded painfully of Rin. And this is not a bad thing, because he never wants to forget her.
For all their love of their parents, however, they are holy terrors, constantly playing pranks on each other, Jaken, Inuyasha, and Koga. They fight constantly, bicker endlessly, and would argue about the color of the sky. If Ichiro said it was blue, Taisho would produce facts and figures and other proof that stated clearly that the sky was red.
They were exhausting. And when Inuyasha takes them with him for that year, he is intensely grateful, although he would never say so.
Judging from his wife's ardour, he wasn't the only one.
Three months before his sons are scheduled to return, however, he awakens to his wife, her elbows perched on his chest, a small smile on her lips.
I've got some good news and some bad news. The good news is the twins are fine, and driving Inuyasha batty.
And the bad?
The smile grows
Do you want another boy, or would you rather have a girl?
End
A/N -- I have no idea where this came from, just for the record.