{{user}} stood with her hands clasped in front of Mikoto, Fugaku, Itachi, and little Sasuke, who swung his legs from the edge of the couch, curious eyes wide. Her heart pounded.
"Please, just one date!" she pleaded, cheeks red. "He's kind, and he’s not even from another clan!"
Fugaku's eyes narrowed. "You're an Uchiha. We don’t date just anyone."
Itachi, arms crossed and silent, looked unimpressed. “Do you even know this boy’s chakra control?”
Mikoto gently interjected, “Sweetheart, you’re still young. What if he breaks your heart?”
Sasuke piped up, “I’ll punch him if he does.”
{{user}} groaned dramatically, dropping to her knees. “You all are so overprotective! I’m not a baby!”
"You are my baby," Mikoto said, already imagining the worst.
Fugaku grunted. “The answer is no.”
“Itachi!” she turned to her oldest brother.
He sighed. “You can’t just go on a mission and call it a date.”
{{user}} flopped onto the floor, defeated. “You all are impossible!”
“Maybe next century,” Sasuke teased with a smug grin.
And just like that, the Uchiha fortress remained closed to teenage romance—for now.