September 7th

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7:48 am

Akira woke up for the 6th time this week running to the restroom early in the morning to puke her guts out. She utterly hates how it makes her feel so unclean first thing in the morning.

Both her and Sasuke haven't uttered a word to each other since when they came back from Naruto's home. They were on utterly bad terms. 

The dinner party that the blonde planned with their families got moved to today since her other elder brother, Kyuubi got a week off from the military to spend with his family, he was currently staying at Naruto's place thankfully, otherwise Sasuke would be dead right now. 

Both of their families, along with Hinata's family, would be coming for dinner tonight and she needs to start cooking now or she will never finish.

She discarded what she was wearing and quickly got into the shower to get ready.

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12:08pm

The utterly tired blonde has been cooking non-stop for the past 2 hours without catching a break. So far she had only finished making 2 batches of sushi, a tray filled with Okonomiyaki, a bunch of Yakitori that she has yet to put on skewers, and she is currently working on some Miso soup

Her husband had a day off from work today so he was in the living room watching some movie. Not that she cared he could do anything he wanted, she wouldn't talk to the man before he apologized.

Akira suddenly heard the timer ding and rushed to take the Unagi out of the oven. As she was carrying the large seafood dish towards the counter, she felt a wave of tiredness wash over her. The dish fell on the kitchen floor with a loud clang as Akira took the wall for support. Sasuke rushed into the kitchen at the sudden noise and looked at the dish on the floor and his tired extremally strained looking wife.

He walked over to her and put an arm around her waist supporting her towards a stool near the kitchen counter. "Kira can you please call your grandmother, I'm genuinely concerned about what's happening."

"You have no right to be concerned! You've been ignoring me ever since I've been in this predicament! You're such a bad husband I can't imagine how horrible of a father you would be!" Akira snapped, slapping her husband.

A look of hurt flashed over Sasuke's face before he quickly hid it. "YOU WERE IGNORING ME TOO? AND WE'VE BEEN MARRIED FOR 3 FUCKING YEARS! HOW HAVE I BEEN A BAD HUSBAND IN THAT TIME? FOR ALL I KNOW I'VE BEEN TAKING CARE OF YOU AND YOU'VE BEEN SITTING HERE AS A USELESS HOUSEWIFE! SURE I MIGHT BE A HORRIBLE FATHER IN THE FUTURE BUT I BET YOU WOULD BE EVEN WORSE OF A MOTHER!"

Kira looked at Sasuke for a minute before she burst into tears, desperately trying to wipe them away. Stupid pregnancy hormones. 

Sasuke realized all the hurtful things he said to his wife. The wife that took care of him any time he was sick, the wife that would cook almost all of his meals, the wife that would attend meetings in his place when he was busy, the wife that had cherished him with all her love and care. And what did Sasuke do? he was seemly acting like an ungrateful brat that didn't get his way.

"Kira... I-"

"Sasuke shut up... if you really hate me that much why haven't you divorced me yet huh!" Akira sobbed while smacking his hand away.

Sasuke looked at his clearly hurt wife, not knowing what to do or say to comfort her.

"For your information... I'm my father's treasurer at his company, not some useless... housewife... sure I get more days off to stay at home than I should... and do all the work at home...! but I'm not useless! And don't you dare insult my capability to be a mother in the future... you don't even know anything...!" Akira choked between sobs.

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