Fugaku had expected to hear from Iruka. He appreciated the formal request for a meeting, though Fugaku was going to have to get used to less formal meetings with the teacher. Actually, if Fugaku wanted to see Itachi more than once or twice a year, making Iruka feel welcome in the main house might be the way to do it.

Fugaku has intended to be ready for the visit, but he'd been trying to decipher Sawamura's handwriting. The head injury had evidently scrambled what little good sense he had. He was getting put on leave until he could write a coherent sentence. Or write period.

Fugaku didn't quite jump when Iruka tapped on his door, but he looked up with a glare that was less ill temper more squinting at squiggles.

"Come in." Fugaku took off his reading glasses and rubbed his nose.