After having his breakfast, he made his way to the kitchen and deposited his dirty dishes into the sink. He folded up his sleeves and washed them much to the helper's protests.

"Sir, it's okay!," she spoke in her accented English, trying rather hard to make it roll off her tongue as naturally as possible. The maid smiled at him, taking the dishes and nudging him away from the sink, "I can do it," she continued picking up the sponge and dipping it into the dishwashing paste. "You have school. Go now."

As if on cue, Fugaku called out from the breakfast table.

"The new protocol I explained starts now. Go to school with Sasuke already."

The prodigy shrugged, nodding at the woman and wiped his hands clean with a paper towel as he made his way to the garage, not forgetting to make the necessary goodbye and other polite necessities.

Itachi went passed his brother and went directly to the driver's side then remembered their deal. He paused and looked at his younger brother then handed him the keys.