His father tended to be strict, he had his rules his boundaries, and he even had a set schedule. Sasuke himself had a healthy dose of fear (though his father argues it was called respect) toward his father. However things had gotten out of hand, evidenced by the fact that his mother was fuming, slamming the bowl of whatever it was that she was making for dinner down on the counter she continued with her rant, "how can she spend so much time with him? Now they made plans for Saturday! "
He could hear her going on and on, it wasnt things he hadn't heard before, they just never came out all together. For the most part he was neutral about it, a little embarrassed about it, but neutral nonetheless. His father's friendship with Sakura was one of the weirdest things in his life but he tried to ignore how weird it truly was. Naruto once called it creepy, and Sakura hit Naruto so hard that he never said anything about it again.
His mother's complaints were all born from jealousy, not of Sakura, he knew this, but of her husband. She had wanted to be be one to befriend and have weekly tea time with Sakura, but in a twist of fate that no one expected, it was his father who formed a bond with the girl.
"Can you believe this?! Instead of helping you with her, he is telling her too look elsewhere." That was new.
"Wait, what?! What do you mean?"
"Well aren't you listening?"
"I thought I was."
"Your father doesn't think you are good enough for her. " The way she said father, was all he needed to know whose side she was on ."He is telling her to meet some guys, he is even planning on introducing her to someone."
What the hell.
He was too busy worrying to even care that he wasn't denying his feelings towards Sakura to his mother. "You don't think she'll listen right? I know they are good friends but she won't listen to him right?" There was panic lacing his words now. He had been waiting for the right time to ask her out, but every time she came over it was to see his father for tea time. Sakura was never alone either, and he would be damned before he asked her out in front of the idiots in his team.
"Actually now that I think about it, what does it matter to you? You've called her annoying since you were five." His mother was playing him, trying to get a confession out of him, she was staring him down. "Maybe you father should introduce her to someone, someone who doesn't think she is annoying."
Sasuke could feel himself blushing as he said, "well she is annoying, but she is my..."
"Hello Sasuke-kun." He could see his mother smiling, what the fuck? When did Sakura get here? Oh gods she was blushing, how much did she hear?
His father appeared behind Sakura, but unlike her he was better at pretending not to have heard anything."Sorry I had to change our tea time Sakura." There was a knowing gleam in his mother's eyes, that's when he realized they planned this. "But my son is an idiot, and it was time to take some action." He felt his hand get clammy, he was genuinely nervous, he knew he had wanted to ask her out, but he wasn't ready. His parents were looking at him, they wanted something from him, but he was still too busy panicking about the whole ordeal to care. When Sasuke continued to ignore Sakura, Fugaku took matters into his own hands,"don't you want to take Sakura on a walk?"
Sasuke did the only thing he could think of doing at that moment, silently plead with his mother to save him. When no aide came to him, he did what was expected, he walked outside, and when Sakura failed to follow, he called back, "Well aren't you coming?"
When they left, Mikoto looked to her husband, "that was really sweet of you. You know, I've never seen his face so red."
"Poor girl, I don't know what she sees in him."
"You were just as bad with girls."
"How dare you compare me to that disaster."