Sasuke had felt his father's eyes following throughout the entire afternoon. When they sat down for dinner, and the staring continued, he decided to divert his father's attention by asking his mother one simple question, "how was your anniversary dinner?" Though he asked his mother, he could see frustration etched on his father's face.
"It was fine." It was a simple response, but there was something in his mother's tone that he couldn't place. "Sasuke dear, do you know if Itachi- "His mother was interrupted by, what could not be defined as anything but a glare from his father.
"Mikoto, there are rules, and they will be followed." His mother's response was a glare, as cold as the one his father was giving her. The rest of their dinner was in silence, with Sasuke feeling his father's eyes on him, his mother glaring at his father, dinner could not end soon enough.
Before Sasuke left to the apartment he shared with Itachi, his father stopped him, "Tomorrow I want you in my office by 9 am, you have some paperwork to fill out, bring Naruto, and Itachi, don't tell your mother." Before he could do anything but nod he heard his mother scoff behind his father, when did she get there? His father sighed, and in the most exhausted voice he had ever heard, told him to go.
As he closed the door behind him, he could hear his mother say "Fugaku that's cheating!" He was not sure what they were discussing, and truthfully, he did not care. All he cared about was knowing how Itachi managed to avoid their weekly family dinner, especially since their mother had been so adamant that Itachi go. In fact, his mother had been almost desperate to spend time with Itachi, when he asked her about it, she simply said "I don't really get the chance to spend time with him, you know how he has always stuck around your father." He would have called bullshit on her answer except for his father standing near by, but by the look in his father's eyes, they both knew she was lying.