[Closed] So it's a little late to ask his hand in marriage or anything but...

[senseiofthesea]

Where: Uchiha District konoha
When: March 6th
Who: Fugaku and Iruka
Notes: Iruka felt it was only appropriate that he talk to his boyfriend's father after accidentally causing the whole... thing.

Iruka hadn't meant to cause Itachi to abdicate his responsibilities, and when he'd been told that was Itachi's intent after asking what he'd though was a simple question, he'd quickly figure dout he needed to get in contact with the younger man's family and make sure all was well.

It was a certainty he'd been trying to coax Itachi to be more open with his family, after all, though this result wasn't... quite what he'd been trying for. Thus why he was here, lightly tapping on the door to Fugaku's office for the meeting he'd arranged with the man.

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[senseiofthesea]

He looked at the man thoughtfully. "Fugaku-sama, if this isn't a time that works for you, I can come back later." He shook his head a little. "Or I can go bring tea and food and we can discuss over that."

[disgruntledmountain]

"If you would like some tea, please feel free to make yourself some. I doubt Mikoto would begrudge you the use of her kitchen, but please don't make any on my account." Fugaku paused a looked at the precise arrangement of everything in his office. It was a very sterile room, very business like, and he could almost see Itachi kneeling where Iruka now sat, perfectly formal and stern. Fugaku considered that image. The implications.

He would rather some things changed.

"Let us go to the kitchen, and I will make you some tea." They weren't family, really, Itachi hadn't married Iruka, but Iruka had been a part of Itachi's life for years now. "And we can talk."

[senseiofthesea]

He nodded, getting back to his feet at the words and stepped away from his chair. "Of course. If I may, Fugaku-sama, you look a bit like you could use the tea too." He smiled at him, shaking his head before slipping out the door to head to the kitchen, knowing his way around the house perfectly well by now.

[disgruntledmountain]

Fugaku grunted as he stood and followed Iruka out. The "sama" would have to go eventually. Better not to shake things up too badly right away. If Fugaku were actually home when meal preparations were going on, he'd help Mikoto out in the kitchen. Working with someone in the kitchen lent things an intimacy that was vaguely uncomfortable now that Fugaku was in it.

"I assume you're here to talk about Itachi." Fugaku got down two cups.

[senseiofthesea]

"I am." He hesitated for a moment, then finally moved over and pulled down some of the finger snacks he knew Mikoto kept up in one of the cupboards. He'd gotten them down often enough for Itachi during his visits, and he made sure to not get the sweeter ones only, uncertain if the man had a proper sweet tooth even after the observation he'd managed over the years.

"I didn't mean for him to move away from his family, so I felt it important I come talk to you, as his father if nothing else."

Snacks in hand, he put them on a plate then sat them on the table before seating himself, not picking at them at all, instead waiting for Fugaku.