A young woman rushed her way through a busy marketplace, she couldn't be late home again. The last thing she needed was to start dinner late. She dodged excited young children as they pretended to be a ninja, in a few years that's what they would be.
Her long ruby red hair dance behind her, many still mistook her for an Uzumaki but as far as she knew, she wasn't. She hadn't expected the market to be that busy. Normally in the middle of the week, it was quiet and she could take her time to brows the many stores. She ran straight to her home once she got past the market. She quickly made her way home, rushing through the front door. She went to the kitchen to start on dinner. She just hoped it would be done in time. The kitchen was large, Sasuke had modernised it before they moved in. The counters where a slick light grey with white marble tops. The middle of the kitchen had an island, it could easily sit four people. The stools were tucked into the island, they had a golden wooden top and the legs were white, done a geometric design. Katsumi quite liked it but it felt a bit on the large side for her.
"Katsumi!" A deep male voice called her out as the front door opened. She rushed over to the door and greeted the tall man with blue tinted black hair. She smiled and bowed her head before removing his jacket.
"Welcome home, Sasuke-kun." She greeted him a quiet voice as she put his jacket in the closet in the hallway. He had watched her come from the kitchen, that meant she was either dishing up or she was still cooking.
"When will dinner be ready?" He asked her as he took off his ninja shoes.
"In a few minutes, I got back a little late I'm afraid. The market was busier than usual." She explained shuffling nervously in front of him. Sasuke glared at her slightly.
"I warned you not to get back late, I expect my dinner to be ready on the table when I get home." He hissed at her. "If this happens a third time, you will have to be punished." He warned her and walked into the dining room to wait. Katsumi looked down at her feet and rushed back into the kitchen. She hated it when he got angry at her. The dining room was very traditional. Sasuke's idea, he wanted a traditional setting for them to have family dinners.
A few minutes later she walked into the dining room with two plates of torikatsu curry, she placed one down in front of him and the other opposite him. She quickly went back to the kitchen to retrieve a jug of water and two glasses. She placed them in the middle of the table. She had managed to make the table before he had come home. He ignored her presence the whole time.
"How was your day dear?" She asked once she was sat down, Sasuke had already started eating. He never waited for her.
"It would have been better if my dinner was ready for me as I walked through the door." He told her in a harsh tone. She looked down at her curry, ashamed of herself.
"I'm sorry Sasuke-kun, I never meant to come back late, the market was busier than usual." She explained to him again and he snorted at her.
"You should have gone earlier." He hissed at her as he ate his curry. She nodded and continued to eat. A glare was sent towards, warning her to stop talking. They continued to eat in silence.
Once they had finished, she cleared the table quietly while he watched her every move. "I'm going to wash and then I'll be going to bed." He informed her as he got up from the table. "Once you have cleaned up, come straight to bed." He ordered her as he left the room. Katsumi nodded and continued to clean up.
She hoped he would forgive her by the morning, it was clear he hadn't had a good day at the ANBU. She knew that sometimes Sasuke would get the harder missions and have to help out the boss, Morino Ibiki, with interrogations when his own methods weren't working. She knew his Sharingan meant he was pushed into seeing things that he shouldn't have to, be used in ways he shouldn't be. Being the last Uchiha wasn't easy for him, he shouldered the responsibilities of a whole clan. One man making up the duties of a whole clan. It made her sad inside and worried about his wellbeing.