Itachi smiled at his phone as he headed up the elevator to his father's office. This was going to be fun. He knocked, peaking his head in Hinata's office, jumpy but no more than usual. Good, his father hadn't gotten to her yet. "Morning."

Hinata glanced down at her schedule, backed up to him, and waved her hand toward his father's office. "The director is free till eleven if you are here to see him."

"He called me up here." Itachi waved his cell up. "Seems I'm in trouble."

"Oh?" Hinata frowned, confused, looking over to the door.

"Has he been in a foul mood?" Itachi asked knowingly.

Hinata kept her mouth shut, but shifted her eyes down.

A good assistant, not a good liar.

"Well, this should be fun, then." Hinata gave him a worried look as he headed out her door and rounded to his father's office. No need to get her in any more trouble by not announcing him.

Itachi knocked, waving through the glass. Fugaku glared at him as he waved him in.

Itachi sat down with a grin that he knew was only serving to make his father angrier.

Fugaku looked at the clock. "I have a meeting at eleven."

"I know," Itachi told him.

Fugaku's face twitched. "Is there a particular reason you took my assistant shopping this weekend?"

"She's Sasuke's age. I wanted her opinion on a gift for his birthday." Simple to the point.

"I don't see why that means you had to take her shopping with you." Fugaku pressed, annoyed.

Itachi shrugged. "I thought it would be easier to pick it out if she could see. What are you getting him?"

Fugaku huffed. Itachi didn't know why he thought he was going to get something else out of him. The man had raised him, and he should know better.

"I'll have Hinata pick something up," Fugaku grumbled.

Itachi sighed deliberately. "You're not even going to pick it out?"

"I don't have the time." Fugaku snapped.

"Of course." Itachi slapped his hands on his knees as he got up. "Glad we talked." He headed out with a wave, leaving his snuffed, annoyed father behind.

"A gift for Sasuke-sama?" Hinata immediately regretted speaking. Fugaku's eyes snapped up at her. He hated repeating himself.

"Is that going to be a problem? You have already chosen what Itachi is getting him." Fugaku glared back down at his work.

Hinata turned red, she didn't know that he knew, but now she was sure he was not happy about it. "No, it's not a problem, sir."

"Status."

Hinata looked at the coat Itachi had bought his brother. She didn't even know this man, and here she was to buy him another gift. She tilted her head at the coat, a long black wool coat that fits the shop model's shape. From the size, he was slimmer, shorter than his brother, and likely had dark hair and eyes like his brother and father.

Hinata didn't know anything more than that and what she had heard about him from Itachi. Maybe something to go with the coat?

Hinata looked over to a neatly folded pile of scarves. Itachi mentioned a scarf. Something with color to pop against the coat. What colors did he like? What would look good on him?

She didn't know what he looked like. What would look good on Itachi? She picked up a red one. It seemed too stark, she was pale, and it made her skin look sickly. Itachi wasn't much darker than her.

Hinata knew the company colors were a deep red, but would it be a little too on point?

She chewed on her lip, picked out three, put them in a row, and took a picture. She hoped she wasn't bothering Itachi on his day off by asking him which one would be best.

'The purple one.' Hinata stared at the text for a few seconds, then the three she picked out, none of them were purple. She lifted them. There was a deep purple one underneath the three she had picked.

That would do.

Hinata carefully folded the other three, put them back, and picked up the purple one. Would he be too little to receive from his father? His brother had gotten him a coat.

She brought it with the card she was given. If anything, she could return the scarf.

There were so many more stores in the mall than Itachi had even gone into. She had to admit designer items tended to be so ugly. She looked into the bag and wondered if she had made the wrong choice. She headed for the entrance when something caught her eye. She remembered something that Itachi had said. She disappeared into the shop.

Hinata set the wrapped gift on a side table in her office. She kept the scarf, making it a double gift. He didn't ask what she got when she reported, so she didn't tell him. Maybe Fugaku didn't care what she got him. She just found it so strange that these two didn't know what to get their family.

Hinata knew exactly what she would get her sister and father if someone asked her. Maybe Sasuke had been gone that long. Would she start to lose touch with her sister the longer she was away? She hoped not, her sister called her every night, and they would talk while Hinata cooked, but what would happen when Hanabi went to university? Would she still have the time?

Maybe she was thinking too much.

Hinata looked at her schedule and noticed a new appointment that she didn't put in. She grimaced. She was going to be poked and prodded by another stylist for an outfit for the event.

He liked his appearances.