Meet the Parents
Title: Meet the Parents
Series: Rurouni Kenshin
Pairing: Saisa, Saitou x Sano
Rating: PG
Date: Written 2007
Status: oneshot
And So... A few days after Uki's wedding, Sano wakes up to a huge headache.
Notes: Companion to Gaining A Son
Thank Hell they were leaving tomorrow; it had been one of the most turbulent ‘vacations’ of Sano's twenty-some years on the green Earth. Oh sure, Monday had been just fantastic what with the wedding and all. Then again, Uki gave him a lecture for scaring the shit out of her fiancé--husband now--and then getting him plastered all in a manner of four minutes. Then Sano--slurring a bit, to be honest--gave Uki a retort lecture about how she should have married a guy with more alcohol tolerance than a field mouse and that not all trees were successful and they should stop being so smug.
Then the wedding and party had ended, Sano had sobered up and remembered--oh, that's right--Hajime had come with him. Where had he stowed the cricket-face anyway? Shuffling around the small house in the wee hours of noon, Sano discovered Hajime in the family kitchen sitting across from none other than Kamishimoemon.
"Oh fuck," Sano muttered, feeling the bile rise in his throat. The young man had hoped for the best; in other words that the two men--his father and his...whateverthefuck Hajime was--would just not meet during this excursion. After all, it seemed as if the farmer lived in the third dimension and Hajime in the fourth. So it could happen. Totally.
"Oy, there's my idiot son," Kamishimoemon chuckled. "You didn't introduce me to your friend here at Uki's party. Had to go introduce myself."
Before Sano could speak, Hajime did so for him. "I'm quite used to his lack of manners; don't trouble yourself."
The aforementioned mannerless man was about to retort with something so witty and snappy that Hajime would have burst into a fit of tears, until he realized--"Your eyes are open."
The cop snorted. "It's how I see."
"No, no, I mean," Sano growled, shuffling over to the sitting men, "you're not doing that 'Haha I'm a polite person yay' thing with your face." He glanced over at his father. "So you can see what a demon he really is?" Extra emphasis was added to this by Sano poking at the corners of Hajime's eyes. Kamishimoemon laughed as the whateverthefuck swatted Sano's hands away.
"Ahou, I see no reason to put on airs with your own flesh and blood. Besides," Hajime smirked, throwing down the gauntlet, "I happen to think your father is a very respectable man. Raising two children--plus one moron--like he has is no small feat. It's commendable."
Sano's jaw dropped as his father just attained--in moments--the respect from Saitou Hajime that he had to fight for tooth and nail the last several years. He wanted to remind Hajime that the man had let his oldest son run off and join a fucking army when he was barely old enough to piss while standing up.
"Right," dear ol' dad grinned. "Saitou here has told me all about the stupid shit you've been pulling while yer away. It's downright saintly of him to take my idiot son as a wife."
Sano's jaw dropped again because... well, that was just fucked.
"I try my best, Kamishimoemon-san," the wolf said humbly.
"You have your work cut out for you Saitou; I only wish his ma were alive to meet you too."
Sano stormed out of the room, muttering to himself about asshole whateverthefucks and irresponsible fathers, nearly running over Ota in his haste. "Hey, watchit," he growled at his younger brother. "You here to make fun of me too?"
Quite confused about this snark, Ota shook his head quickly, then taking a look around Sano to the kitchen. The roosterhead watched as Ota's eyes fell on the form of Saitou Hajime and his apple cheeks got decidedly redder.
Sano glowered, ready to go back to bed.
ADDENDUM
Saitou: You can milk anything with nipples.
Kamishimoemon: I have nipples. Can you milk me?
Sano: Kill. Me.
Series: Rurouni Kenshin
Pairing: Saisa, Saitou x Sano
Rating: PG
Date: Written 2007
Status: oneshot
And So... A few days after Uki's wedding, Sano wakes up to a huge headache.
Notes: Companion to Gaining A Son
Thank Hell they were leaving tomorrow; it had been one of the most turbulent ‘vacations’ of Sano's twenty-some years on the green Earth. Oh sure, Monday had been just fantastic what with the wedding and all. Then again, Uki gave him a lecture for scaring the shit out of her fiancé--husband now--and then getting him plastered all in a manner of four minutes. Then Sano--slurring a bit, to be honest--gave Uki a retort lecture about how she should have married a guy with more alcohol tolerance than a field mouse and that not all trees were successful and they should stop being so smug.
Then the wedding and party had ended, Sano had sobered up and remembered--oh, that's right--Hajime had come with him. Where had he stowed the cricket-face anyway? Shuffling around the small house in the wee hours of noon, Sano discovered Hajime in the family kitchen sitting across from none other than Kamishimoemon.
"Oh fuck," Sano muttered, feeling the bile rise in his throat. The young man had hoped for the best; in other words that the two men--his father and his...whateverthefuck Hajime was--would just not meet during this excursion. After all, it seemed as if the farmer lived in the third dimension and Hajime in the fourth. So it could happen. Totally.
"Oy, there's my idiot son," Kamishimoemon chuckled. "You didn't introduce me to your friend here at Uki's party. Had to go introduce myself."
Before Sano could speak, Hajime did so for him. "I'm quite used to his lack of manners; don't trouble yourself."
The aforementioned mannerless man was about to retort with something so witty and snappy that Hajime would have burst into a fit of tears, until he realized--"Your eyes are open."
The cop snorted. "It's how I see."
"No, no, I mean," Sano growled, shuffling over to the sitting men, "you're not doing that 'Haha I'm a polite person yay' thing with your face." He glanced over at his father. "So you can see what a demon he really is?" Extra emphasis was added to this by Sano poking at the corners of Hajime's eyes. Kamishimoemon laughed as the whateverthefuck swatted Sano's hands away.
"Ahou, I see no reason to put on airs with your own flesh and blood. Besides," Hajime smirked, throwing down the gauntlet, "I happen to think your father is a very respectable man. Raising two children--plus one moron--like he has is no small feat. It's commendable."
Sano's jaw dropped as his father just attained--in moments--the respect from Saitou Hajime that he had to fight for tooth and nail the last several years. He wanted to remind Hajime that the man had let his oldest son run off and join a fucking army when he was barely old enough to piss while standing up.
"Right," dear ol' dad grinned. "Saitou here has told me all about the stupid shit you've been pulling while yer away. It's downright saintly of him to take my idiot son as a wife."
Sano's jaw dropped again because... well, that was just fucked.
"I try my best, Kamishimoemon-san," the wolf said humbly.
"You have your work cut out for you Saitou; I only wish his ma were alive to meet you too."
Sano stormed out of the room, muttering to himself about asshole whateverthefucks and irresponsible fathers, nearly running over Ota in his haste. "Hey, watchit," he growled at his younger brother. "You here to make fun of me too?"
Quite confused about this snark, Ota shook his head quickly, then taking a look around Sano to the kitchen. The roosterhead watched as Ota's eyes fell on the form of Saitou Hajime and his apple cheeks got decidedly redder.
Sano glowered, ready to go back to bed.
ADDENDUM
Saitou: You can milk anything with nipples.
Kamishimoemon: I have nipples. Can you milk me?
Sano: Kill. Me.