"And where exactly do you think you're going, my dear wife?" A stern cold voice emerged from the hallway as you turned around to find your husband Madara, his broad muscular frame towering over you with a possessive gleam in his eyes. He's a rather traditional man after all and wants nothing more than his beloved wife to be safe, with him at home as he demanded to know where you were heading off to without your dear husband to protect you. "I'll gouge out people's eyes if they look at you..."