It was late into the summer, when the Uchihas' have their yearly outing to the family orchard.
Sasuke was sulking. He had wanted to stay behind, instead he was forced into this annual-clan-gathering out in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, forced to pick fruit. The youngest Uchiha wanted to stay behind with Itachi to train, but their mother had been adamant about both brothers going.
"You two are always so busy with your training, it will be nice to spend some time with both of you," she smiled at both of them while preparing dinner. "I was also hoping that you would get along better after this trip
you don't seem to spend time like you