The Indignity of Birthdays by InuYoukaiLiz

Birthday with hell hound pups

This is my entry for the 50 Ways to Torture A Taiyoukai featuring my OC's Ichiro  and Sakura, Kagome and Sesshomaru's daughter and son. The limit is under 1500 words but usually when I type up my stories they are probably well over 2000 words O.o (I love to be elaborate with lots of dialouge, action and humor)

Anywho in light of the fact that April 20th is my dad's birthday this little one-shot shall be about Sesshomaru and his birthday celebration with his family. As for the fact that Sesshomaru works in a cubicle fixing computers and being on-call on holidays....I got that from the fact that my dad does this kind of work. My dad is a network administrator I believe.

~Liz

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The clock struck at exactly 8:00 the time Sesshomaru would leave this hell hole of a workplace to the santuary of his home. Didn't that saying go "a man's home is his castle?" Of course. He expected to be treated like a king by he mate when he walked through the door. He expected a fine cooked meal, peace and quiet from the kids, and maybe a nice rump to release the tension he was feeling.

Work was nothing short of stressful ever since Sesshomaru stepped foot into his cubicle. For at least two or three of his co-workers called in sick backing up a few projects they were working on. Then there was the fact that they had even more work piled up from the time that all of the employees wanted to spend time with their families instead of coming for at least 2 hours to fix a PC or build a computer on a holiday.

Honestly, were the gods against him or was he just born with bad luck. Really if he thought about it bad luck seemed to follow him everywhere and it all started when his father had taken a human mate and forsaken his own mother. Then came the birth of the damn half-breed which resulted in the death of their great and powerful father. Things turned from bad to worse upon realizing that although their father left his sons swords the one that should have been his rejected his hand.

From there he lost his arm to his half-breed brother due to the audacity of the very miko he would mate in the future. Added to all these injustices was the whole fight against Naraku where many a time he found himself tangled in the half-breed's vile plots. His ward was put in immediate danger for the sake of a few jewel shards that weren't worth all the trouble in the first place.

Sure, when they fell into the wrong hands it could become quite tedious getting the shards away from the one who happened to find them. But when all of the shards were united and the jewel purified it would never grant it's user his of hers wish simply because all wishes had some kind of selfish intent to it. The only way for it to completely disappear was for the one protecting it to wish for it to be destoyed for good. Which indeed was what his mate did but then came the harsh reality of her disappearing back to the time she belonged in and the long grueling wait of five hundred years just to be with his intended female.

Of course the wait was well worth it considering he mated his female and had two kids born on the same day. But as his bad luck streak would have it the kids turned out to be little hell hounds from the start. They always cried for attention, food, or for their diaper to be changed. There was hardly a moment's rest. It got worse when they learned how to walk and talk. They would jump all over their father and sing stupid songs they learned on the educational programs that Kagome subjected them to. Honestly, that's how all these human children ended up brainwashed and he'd be damned if he allowed his pups to turn out like that! He was the man of the house for god's sake and what he said was law!

But we are getting off track from the point, the point is...Sesshomaru was so glad to leave the workplace for some peace and quiet in his "castle".

Of course Sesshomaru had to contend with  driving 20 miles back home with night traffic. Then there was the fact that three accidents blocked his only route home so he had to backtrack and take another road which took more time wasting alot of gas. It was just another thing to add to his already growing list of annoyances of the day.

Sesshomaru finally managed to get back onto the road leading him to his high-income apartment. No way was he going to be stuck in a low-income aparment with unbearble stenchs and cockaroachs crawling about waiting for the chance to scare Kagome to an early grave. No. He wouldn't allow his mate and children to live in a place like that when he was fully capable of providing for them. After all, a male dog demon who cannot provide the best life has to offer with his resources to his mate and pups would be the laughing stock of the clan.

Cringing slightly as Sesshomaru grabbed his laptop bag and newspaper and passed by one of his neighbors who had their radio up full blast. Sesshomaru could hear the booming of the music and muttered something about reporting this to the front office. To make matters worse these very neighbors were right under them and the family would often have heated arguments while cursing every vulgar word in the book. It was good his pups never picked up on the language but it would not do for them to be exposed to that degree of vulgarity in the first place.

Ascending the stairs Sesshomaru fumbled with the lock on the front door and right when he stepped in and closed the door he was tackled by two hyper little kids. Great, just great. If the pups were this hyped up then that could one mean one thing- Kagome gave in to their puppy dog eyes and fed them something extremely sugary.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy! Lookie! Ichiro and I made a card just for you!" one of his pups cried bouncing up and down clapping her hands. She pointed to the coffee table which had a card on it. The card had a big fluffy blob of a puppy with his markings that had a birthday hat on the top of its head.

Sesshomaru knelt down and rested his hand on the pup's shoulders to calm her. "And what is the special occasion for me to get a card Sakura?" Sesshomaru humored his pup. He had learned it was wise to give in every once in a while or he would be bugged to the ends of the earth by Kagome and by tears and snot from his pups.

"Mommy said it's your birthday!" Ichiro smiled showing a missing tooth which had been pulled out weeks ago by Sesshomaru and it was not a pleasant experience I may add.

Sesshomaru inwardly groaned. So that was all the reason for the suger high and the card. He was going to have a talk with Kagome once the pups were off to never never land in the clouds. But first he had to survive whatever torture his hell hound pups came up with for their daddy's birthday celebration.

"Mommy made a yummy cake daddy!- and she says once dinner is done we get to watch a movie and then you're going to play with us." Sakura clapped her hands and wrapped her arms around Sesshomaru's neck planting a small kiss on his cheek.

Sure dinner and dessert was sounded good enough but the torture came afterward in the form of movies and games. Usually Kagome let the kids pick what movie they wanted while occasionally putting her foot down if the choice didn't benefit the children's growing thirst for knowledge (a trait they got from their father) What the kids chose could only be described with pure horror; the kind any sane man would never be caught dead watching even if he would offend his mate and pups in the process. Then the games....oh, pure torture plain and simple. I mean com'mon....doggy back rides, tea parties....and dare he say it?....house...in which he played as the family pet or the baby. If that happened he would have to act like a dog much to the amusement of Kagome who took pictures while snickering in the doorway. But the real torture came in the form of having to dress as a baby while Sakura and Ichiro played the mother and father. Let's just say Inuyasha walked in one time and Sesshomaru never heard the end of it. From that day foward Sesshomaru never could regain what little dignity he had to forego to satisfy the whims of his pups.

 This was going to to be the worst day of his life indeed.....

Unwilling Birthday Boy