The Boring Uncle! [P;inv only]

Samuru after learning a few tricks at his trip to the academy begins to make his way to see his uncle navs, the last time he seen him he basically blew him off after asking questions about the beast inside him, but he could careless since Navi gave him a new manga series out of it.
Samuru now has the book within his right hand, the book read roughly 25% of the way through, Samuru's form garbed with his cape that is wrapped around his body his arm sticking out from between the split in the front with the clasp at neck level.
Samuru makes his way up the outside wall of the Hokage office, chakra upon the soles of his sandals whilst he makes his way up the wall, his newly acquired headband upon his head and worn proudly.
Once reaching the window behind Navi's desk Samuru stands halfway up it before bringing his right leg up and kicking the top of the window causing it to shatter and generate an inward pull which pulls the rest of the window with it only for Samuru to "skate" into his uncles office behind him the glass shattering upon the floor only for him to jump off it just before impact and land upon the sofa laying upon it.
Should his uncle be within his office Samuru looks up with a smirk, "Suuuuuuuuuuup?"
If not, he simply lays back on the sofa reading his manga for a bit whilst thinking of many plans that would make his uncle Echo very proud.

Navi doesn't look up from his paperwork as he scribbles his signature down onto another contract, picking it up and placing it into a separate pile. The window shatters and Navi picks up another packet of paper, his eyes scanning the text without so much as a flicker towards the broken window.

"Thanks for opening the window," he mutters with the same look of boredom, indifferent to the damage that the young boy always inevitably causes.

The desk is bolted down in this case, a series of traps also ready to be sprung should other vandalism occur and for Navi's own amusement. The man remains busy and unfaltered however, relaxed to see Samuru reading the manga he had given him and finishing off his days work. After wartime there was quite a bit of work to be done, it would take considerable time before he would finally be finished with all of it.

Samuru frowns a bit, his attempt at even getting a reaction failed once again but like hell will he ever give up.
Samuru swings his feet to his right and sits up on the sofa now letting his feet dangle off it for a moment before getting to his feet, the manga closed upon his thumb which acts as a page marker.
Samuru smirks now as he stands and looks at his uncle, "Hey navs check it out!"
With his words his left hand forms a semi fist and raises towards his face only to point with his thumb towards his newly acquired headband.

Without glancing up from his work Navi simply grunts in acknowledgement, turning the page of his paperwork as his eyes flicker back and forth across the page. Under his breath he mutters something about firing the teacher or needing to raise the education standards, but these are more backhanded remarks. The Son of Viper not surprisingly could pass the Genin Exam extremely quickly with little effort, especially with such inherited chakra abilities and control.

It occurs to Navi that at some point soon he may have to assign the boy a Genin team. That could be annoying or disastrous, especially when choosing a team leader. For now he puts off this task, but remains fully aware that Samuru will be more important to deal with as the power within him grows.

Samuru's excitement is dismissed casually by his uncle whom as of lately has grown bored of him it seems, even things that make the boy extremely excited are brushed off by his uncle, to say it bothers him would be accurate although any normal signs of showing it through sadness are displaced, instead it is replaced by the goal to get acknowledgement through any means necessary to get his attention.
Samuru pulls his right am within the cloak only to put his book away within the interior pocket designed for him, the book positioned in the same place as his weaponry although kept to the side to avoid harm from the sharp tools.
His left hand unclips the botton clasp near his neck causing the cloak to pull apart and flow behind him, with a smirk and narrowed eyes Samuru proceeds to do something new to gain his uncles attention, something that will most defiantly get even a miniscule reaction.
Samuru's form instantly gets enveloped in a black chakra, nine tails forming behind him as he dashes forward slamming his hands upon the desk and roaring forwards, the strength of the roar causing all the paperwork to go flying out the window unless prevented, the glass behind his uncle now fully shattered from the raw force of his roar in Navi's face, Samuru's eyes also taking on an interesting change into that of his hybrid Dojutsu, the two tomoe upon the silver backdrop making up his eyes that look into his uncles.

It was intimidating, it was fearsome. The Kyuubi forming through black chakra with several tails in unison. Nearly everyone in the world would be frightened for their lives at this shocking display, the raw power being nearly unachievable and unimaginable.

Navi however could not be bothered, his appearance not moving while his body grabs all the paperwork from going out the window. In the same moment he sits back down in the same identical position, the paperwork being placed in his desk for later. To even the most trained observer sensory ninja it would appear that all the paperwork simply vanished, save a single piece of parchment that Navi was reading.

Navi's bored and indifferent gaze finally glances up to meet Samuru's intense hybrid dojutsu. An apathetic an indifferent sigh is emitted as the Hokage's own legendary dojutsu mirrors that of the child's.

Navi was the only one on the planet who treated the boy this way, as even the few other legendary ninja that could contain such immense power would still be phased or at least worried. It seemed as if this unique treatment piqued Samuru's curiosity to an extent, but the man maintained a solid demeanor despite provocation.

"Could you keep it down?"

Samuru hears his words with cause a low growl, his claws clench the desk leaving claw indents as he releases it only to turn away, he stomps towards the door his right fist drawn back, it thrusts forward as the black veil extends forth a massive fist busting down not only the door but the entire front half of the office unless stopped, Samuru stomping out of the office still in full V1 and down the stairs until he gets to the main doors which are knocked open much like the office doors and he exits into the village.

As Samuru's fist hurls toward the door, carrying such force to damage the building, Navi appears in front of the boy. His right hand glows with black chakra that mirrors the child's as the hand is brought up to catch the incoming fist in a blur, the instantaneous motion stopping any damage from occurring.

For a moment Navi looks down at the boy with a deep gaze of cold indifference, staring down at the demonic child while effortlessly holding Samuru's clenched fist. His look of boredom rests on the frustrated child, a brief silence passing before anything occurs.

Finally Navi cracks a slight smile, chuckling gently to himself before reaching out with his other hand and clasping Samuru's shoulder. His words are warm and work to shatter the rage that the Kyuubi manifests within the boy.

"Alright, I finished my work for the day. Want me to take you out for some ramon?"

Samuru's veiled fist to his surprise impacts Navi's hand, the frustrated child looks up upon his uncle who blocks his path the same cold gaze upon his uncles face, a fanged face of anger meets Navi's gaze only for his uncles to change into a slight smile, Samuru's face now changing to that of confusion as his black chakra ears perk upwards, Navi's free hand now placed upon his shoulder as he speaks, Samuru's lips form into a fanged smirk as the cloak begins to reseed back into him, his canines returning to normal.
"Hell yeah, lets go Navs!" Samuru says with a grin, happy that his uncle is actually acknowledging he exists with more than a grunt, a nod, or a few uninterested words.

Navi motions for the boy to follow him, walking casually through the street with hands in his pockets. He had spent minimal time with the boy like this, mostly because of the immense amount of regulations and red tape that had to be sorted out after the war. Putting paperwork aside, the man felt he owed it to his old mentor to spend some time with Samuru. If all went as expected, they would arrive shortly at Ichiraku, Navi ordering a large bowl for himself before turning to the boy.

"Order as much as you'd like, we should celebrate your graduation from the academy."

It was strange to speak with any sort of warmth, and it almost felt unnatural to do. The feelings were forced, a strange sensation in order to act like a closer relative. Still, perhaps the could spend an evening together and even stop by and pick up some manga. People like him and Echo had an obligation to spend time with Samuru.