''This is really good!'' I beamed as I took another bite of my meal.

Mito merely smiled and continued to eat as well. Just when I thought I would be spending the evening alone, Mito came by and asked me if I wanted to go out and eat somewhere. Of course I said yes.

Things between us have gotten even better and it felt like our bond wasn't that damaged anymore. We had both changed a bit, in a good way. For the first time since Madara left with Keiji, I didn't feel so lonely. Yumi was busy with her brother, and I barely saw her. But even if I could spend time with her, I don't think I would want to. Madara was right, Yumi could be annoying sometimes. She would always stick her nose in someone else's business, and she was pretty energetic, and she wouldn't stop blabbering.

And that all day.

Mito was a lot calmer and only talked when necessary. Just like Madara, but that was the only thing they had in common.

''Do you want a dessert?'' Mito asked as she wiped her mouth with a napkin.

I shook my head as I swallowed the the last part of my food. Placing the cutlery on the now empty plate, I looked up to my sister. ''I've had enough, even though this restaurant serves really good food.'' I said, smiling softly.

''Shall I order two glasses of wine before I ask the bill?''

I hesitated. ''I'm not really a fan of alcohol..''

Mito chuckled. ''I know.'' she muttered. ''Just one glass, you can handle that, right?''

Sighing, I nodded. She knew it was hard for me to say refuse. I've always been like that.

''Red or white?''

''White.'' I answered.

When a waiter passed by, Mito ordered the drinks and the bill right after that.

''So,'' she began. ''Are you missing me yet. now you're living at the Uzumaki compound?''

I chuckled. ''I have to admit, it's pretty lonely at my house sometimes, but there's more privacy, more tranquility, silence, and it also feels more like home.''

Mito smiled softly and shoved the plate a bit away from her, placing her arm on the table. ''I understand wha you're saying.'' she said. ''You know you can visit anytime, right?''

''Yes.''

Just then, the waiter came back with our order and the bill.

''How much is it?'' I asked as I took my wallet out of my pocket, intending to pay a part. Mito lay the small piece of paper down on the table and motioned for me to put my wallet away. ''I'll pay.'' she said determinedly. ''I asked you to come with me after all.''

''Are you sure?'' I asked, reluctant to put my wallet away. ''It's pretty pricey here, isn't it?''

Mito nodded her head. ''It's fine.''

Putting my wallet back in my pocket, I smiled gratefully. I wasn't as rich as Mito, so I was actually pretty glad I didn't have to pay, even though I would never admit that. I also felt pretty bad about the way I thought about it.

How could Madara not feel bad for making me pay all the time? Of course I never complained. I was already happy that he would go with me, even if he asked me, but I began to notice my wallet going empty leisurely.

I missed him. It has only been three days, but I missed him already. Almost everyday, I visited the two Uchiha at their compound. It became a routine. Even though I mostly never stayed for long since they could be pretty busy, I did come. I didn't want to become a burden as well.

Taking a sip from the wine, I noticed I had been smiling unknowingly. Mito noticed as well.

''What are you smiling about?'' Mito asked as she put her glass back down on the table.

I took another sip. ''Nothing.'' I answered. ''I really had fun tonight, that's all. We should do some things together more often.''

Mito nodded in agreement, and emptied her glass. While taking her wallet, I drank the last drops of my wine as well. Mito placed the right amount of money on the table and stood up. ''Let's go.''

After we left the restaurant, we walked together for a bit before we had to part ways. Walking now all alone, I entered the Uzumaki residence. Nobody was outside this late anymore, and it was also pretty dark, making it harder for me to see where I was going. The roads were pretty slim near my house so I had to watch out I wouldn't hit anything accidentally.

When I finally neared my house, I smiled, but that smile quickly disappeared once I saw a figure leaning against the wall, next to the front door. Anxiety welled up within me, as I carefully got closer. If there were only a few lanterns around here.. I didn't live at the main street, but now I wished I lived there.

I froze once the person raised his head a bit, looking up from the ground, and two red eyes stared at me. Two red eyes..? The Sharingan?

''Madara?'' I asked slowly.

''Where do you come from this late?''

I relaxed after hearing this familiar voice, and sighed in relief. ''I was with Mito. But you scared me..'' I muttered. ''I thought you were some creepy guy.''

Madara raised an eyebrow. ''Apparently, I scare many people.''

My expression saddened. ''Madara...''

Madara chuckled and placed his hand on top of my head. ''Open the door. It's cold outside.''

Doing as he said, I took the key out of my pocket and unlocked the door. Once we were inside, I took off my jacket and threw it over the chair. ''You're back eary.'' I commented. ''I thought it would take longer.''

''Everything went smoothly.'' Madara muttered as he sat down on my couch.

''Do you want something to drink?'' I asked.

Madara shook his head and patted the spot next to him. ''Sit down.'' he practically ordered. Obeying him once again, I sat down on the empty place on the couch and looked at Madara.

''Your arm.'' He muttered as he held his hand out. Madara was being quite demanding already. Sighing, I lifted my arm and placed it in his hand.

Madara's POV.

Once Asami's arm was in my hand, I moved the sleeve up her upper arm to her shoulder, making the fading bruise visible. It was still a bit bluish purple. Brushing my fingers against her pale skin, I looked at Asami to see what her reaction would be, but she didn't show any signs of pain.

It was when I pressed by thumb against the bruise that she winced and flinched a bit and turned her head to glare softly at me. ''Did it hurt much?'' I asked. Asami's expression softened and she shrugged. ''A bit.'' she answered. ''Not as much as before.''

I nodded. Asami did belong to the Uzumaki clan, so she should be able to heal faster and better. Was the bruise I left on her that bad that it's still visible today? When we had that argument, I wasn't aware of hurting her, and it wasn't my intention to hurt her either. I was just so pissed off back then, even though I understood how she felt.

Letting down the sleeve, I released her arm. I stood up. ''I'm going home.''

''Already?'' Asami asked, sounding quite disappointed. ''You're just here for a few minutes.''

''It's already late.'' I mumbled. ''And I've got work tomorrow.''

Making my way to the door, I heard the couch creak a bit, so I knew Asami had stood up. Just when I grabbed the handle of the door, I felt her tug at the sleeve of my attire. I turned around, seeing Asami look up to me. ''Can't you stay a little longer?'' she whispered. ''I missed you.''

Heaving a sigh, I let go of the handle, and Asami buried her face in my chest. ''Please?''

As I looked down at her, I saw her still holding my clothing tightly in her hand. My expression softened and I placed a hand on her head.

''Fine.''