𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔢 & ωαтєя

Feeling At Home

Madara is sound asleep; Mochizuki smiles as she slowly climbs out of their shared bed and heads to the kitchen. She smiles as she begins to cook, her sons soon arriving and helping. Haru making his onigiri, Masumi making sekihan, Tatsuya is helping their mother with the kamameshi, and Katsuro is making tamago-kake gohan. It's lively, but they're quiet not to disturb anyone's sleep. The smell of food awakens everyone, "Lady Mochizuki, you don't have to cook!" Kondo spoke as Mochizuki looked over and smiled, "Kondo-san, you don't have to worry; I'll be cooking for you." Kondo looked at her, and before she could object, Tajima chuckled, "Kondo, let my daughter be the chef; after all, Madara said she can cook better than my wife!" he laughed as Kondo looked over in shock. Haru rushes to Tajima and holds out an onigiri, "Here, grandpapa!" Tajima smiles and takes the triangle of rice, looking at it, then happily takes a bite. Haru waits with a smile as Tajima rubs his head, "It's delicious, Haru." "Yay!" Haru proudly smiled as Tajima continued to eat the onigiri happily. Soon joining them at the table were Izuna and Madara, "Uncle Izuna! Here!" Haru rushes over with an onigiri in his hands. "They're outstanding, Izuna; you can taste the love in every bite." Tajima smiled. Izuna gently takes the rice triangle and takes a bite, "They are good!" Madara smiles and sits at the table with his brother and father as Haru rushes to his side, "Papa, here!" the young one smiles as Madara gently takes the rice triangle and eats. Madara smiles and rubs Haru's head gently, "You cook as wonderfully as your mother." Haru smiles and goes to help his older brothers and mother set the table with green tea and serve food. Mochizuki sits beside Madara, and the two smile at one another, Izuna stuffing his face as Tajima smacks the backside of his head, "Stop eating like a dog! Your mother taught you better." he scolded as Izuna whined. Mochizuki smiles. Her sons happily eat and talk with their grandfather and uncle. Madara smiles happily, seeing that beautiful smile on her face. Mochizuki smiles and enters the conversation with cute and silly moments from when her oldest sons were little, the proudest moments they had when learning Jutsu and training. The morning was eventful in a good way, and Madara couldn't be happier.