Father son chat

[Uchiha Arata]

The suns heat radiated down upon Arata as he laid sprawled out on the grass in the back yard of his home. He was waiting for his father to show up so that they can begin training as they often did, though Arata's stomach was tied in a knot. This would be the first time
he had spoken with his father since the exams, he was probably not only disappointed in Arata... but was more then likely angry with him. Arata was sure they had worried about him when they did not see him return home so he figured his father would not be happy about having had to wait. What really scared Arata was what his mother would have to say, he could already see her smacking him with a random object for making her worry about him.

Hearing foot steps Aratas heart skipped a beat as his head turned toward the back door, each step getting louder as they came closer. Placing his hands behind his head Arata took a deep breath in preparation for what was to come, hopefully dad wont make him do some intense training. His eyes widened as he realized what his mothers punishment would be... no dinner!!!!

[Byakko Uchiha]

Byakko did not like to wait since it would make him feel like wasting his time, however someone made him waiting and he could not be patient because he was worrying about this person who has made him waiting and always, his son, Uchiha Arata. Yet he already got used of the truth of his son always coming back home late and later he would give his son a punishment which was a training. He stood up from the floor and went to the backyard. As when he opened the door, he saw his son putting his hands behind his head, so he already knew this would happen.

"Why did you come back late again? This is not your first time making me worry about you, son." Byakko sighed at first and said, and his wife was going to scold him or maybe what he was thinking, no dinner.

[Uchiha Arata]

"Sorry. Guess I was lost in thoughts... I didn't make Chunin"

Speaking in response to his father Arata grimaced at the end, almost not wanting to say it. Looking over he tried to get a clear reading as to what his father might be thinking, not to mention to keep look out for mom. He hoped they would not be too disappointing in him, Yahiko would probably be disappointed enough for everyone. Letting out a deep breath Arata shifted his gaze to look up at the sky, watching the clouds float by across the sky.