Imagine little Sasuke getting sick for the first time after the uchiha died. His mother isn’t there to dote on him, no one to tuck him into bed, check his temperature with their hand, make him soup or give him any medicine.
So he has to drag himself to the second nearest store (the man who owned the one within the Uchiha lands is gone), his nose is runny and his face is hot. The soup he bought is nothing like the homemade soup his mother made


















