Fugaku was not angry, he was not frustrated, he was annoyed. This was not how he expected to celebrate their anniversary, the candlelight dinner under the full moon? Yes. Mikoto angry at him? No. Raising one eyebrow at him she asked with an almost deadly tone, "So you don't think I know my own son? You think you know Sasuke better than I know Itachi?"
Gods save him she looked beautiful, and more than ready to throw her wine at him. Not about to add fuel to the fire he simply answered, "Mikoto that is not at all what I was saying, I was just-"
"No that's exactly what you were saying, you think you know Sasuke better than I know Itachi."
He did not want to argue, this was a special day, and somehow his idiot sons managed to ruin the evening even without being present. He would not fall for her trap, he would not anger her further, speaking as neutral as possible he replied, "you know both very well. Better than me."
"Is that sarcasm?" She sounded so offended he knew their date was over.
"Is that what you want me to say, that I know Sasuke better than you know Itachi? I don't want to ruin our evening." He tried to remain calm he really did, but then Mikoto spoke once more.
"Good, because I definitely know Itachi better than you know Sasuke." She was so smug about it, he knew he was falling into her trap, but he couldn't help it.
"You thought Itachi was gay up until two weeks ago, how could you possibly know him better than I know Sasuke?"
"I KNEW IT! You do think you know Sasuke better than I know Itachi!"
"This is ridiculous, Mikoto, you are ruining our dinner with this pointless feud."
"Don't patronize me Fugaku. I can prove I know Itachi better than you know Sasuke. I bet I can get Itachi a girlfriend." He found it very unlikely, and once he worded his sentiments, he instantly regretted it.
Their drive home was a silent affair, with Fugaku wondering how he would get Sasuke a girlfriend. However, lack of an idea did not keep him from being smug about the bet his lovely wife had convinced him to partake in, he was positive he would win. It was time their idiots paid their own rent, after all they had ruined more than one anniversary dinner.