training

 After a bit of stretching and warming up, I got into my daily training routine, you know, the usual drill – pushups, squats, running, and the whole exercise shebang.

The sun was hanging up there like a big lantern, and I was down on the training ground with my mom, Mikoto. Yeah, you heard it right—I'm four, and I'm supposed to be learning how to throw shuriken and kunai. Crazy, right?

"Come on, Itachi, focus!" Mom said, looking all serious with her own shuriken in hand. "Feel the vibe of this little ninja star and let it fly!"

I grabbed one from the pouch, the thing practically the size of my hand. Trying to copy Mom's moves, I threw it, and it went off course like it had a mind of its own. Thud. It landed on the ground, way off the target.

I let out a frustrated sigh. "This is harder than it looks!"

Mom crouched down, eye to eye with me. "No giving up, little man. Learning takes time. Try again, and this time, don't overthink it."

I nodded, determined to get this right. With Mom's help, I got the grip right, closed my eyes for a sec, and then let it fly. This time, it hit the target, but just barely. I grinned like I'd just aced a test or something.

Mom clapped her hands. "That's the spirit, Itachi! You're getting there."

As the night went on, we tossed shuriken and kunai, and Mom shared tips and tricks between throws. The sun must've been tired of watching us mess up and get it right because it was hanging so low.

I picked up a kunai this time, feeling like a mini-ninja with a mini-dagger. "Okay, Mom, watch this!" I said, pretending to be all cool.

Mom chuckled. "Show me what you've got, Itachi."

I threw the kunai, and it stuck into the target. Not dead center, but close enough for a high-five.

"See, Mom? I'm gonna be the best ninja ever!" I grinned, all proud of myself.

She tousled my hair. "I don't doubt it, Itachi. Just keep practicing, and you'll be unstoppable."

After the training with shuriken throwing done Mom again stood up and this time smile like a sadist.

"Alright, Itachi, time to get up close and personal," Mom said, a smirk playing on her lips. "Taijutsu is all about finesse and quick moves. Let's see what you've got."

I threw on my best serious face, squaring up like I'd seen in those ninja movies. Mom demonstrated a few basic moves, and I tried to mimic her. Punches, kicks, dodges—tiny me was attempting it all. Mom was patient, guiding my little fists and feet, making sure I didn't trip over myself.

"Good, good. Now, let's try a little spar," Mom suggested, getting into a fighting stance. "Just keep it light, okay? We're not trying to knock each other out here."

She was being all cool, and I was ready to show off my newfound ninja moves. We circled each other, and then Mom made the first move, a quick jab that I barely dodged. I countered with a wild kick, and she sidestepped like it was nothing.

"Nice try, Itachi. But watch your balance," she advised, correcting my stance.

We went at it for a while, the moon our silent referee. Mom showed me some sweet moves, and I did my best to keep up. I threw punches and kicks like a little ninja tornado, and Mom was there, gracefully evading or deflecting my attacks.

At one point, Mom did this crazy flip thing, avoiding my swipe like she had springs in her shoes. I stared, wide-eyed. "Teach me that!"

She chuckled, catching her breath. "One step at a time, little ninja. You'll get there."

As we sparred, I started to get the hang of it. Mom wasn't going full throttle, obviously, but I felt like I was on my way to becoming a mini taijutsu master. The air was cool, but I was getting warm from all the action.

After our little sparring session, Mom sat down on the soft grass, catching our breaths. She tousled my hair, a proud smile on her face. "You're doing great, Itachi. Taijutsu is about discipline and control, and you're picking it up fast."

I grinned and jumped on nearby tree trunk and walked on it like I was walking on the ground, after reaching on the highest point I sat on it upside down "Thanks, Mom! Can we do this again tomorrow?"

She looked at me and nodded. "Absolutely, but remember, being a great ninja takes more than just fighting skills. It takes heart and wisdom too. You'll learn it all, my little ninja."

After this we played.... I mean trained for hours. I unlocked my chakra about a year ago with my dad help and it got me stupid title of little genius in Uchiha clan, father was quite proud of it and I am not quite fond of it though.

Mostly I focused my attention on Chakra control exercise like leaf sticking and tree walking, after all Chakra control is most necessary thing in Naruto world. 

After the training done I took bath in soothing hot water and damn that is one of the most satisfying thing ever and as I came out of my room I said " Hey Mom, can we have lunch outside today?"