Reuniting. [P;Inv]

Hearing her tell him to stand he does as such, she motions him to come forth and when he does her fingers strike the steel of his headband which causes his head to move backwards a tad, with a big smile he moves forward throwing his arms around his mother waist hugging her tightly, he truly missed her while she was away in Asgard.
Despite the embrace he hears her words which causes his face to drop, his face filled with horror as it is on this day he labels his mother scarier than the wrath of a million bijuu.
Hearing her offer to train Samuru releases her and steps backwards putting six feet between them, he smirks a bit.
"If you would like to, mother." Samuru's personality doing a major reversal, his mother being the only one that he acts fully respectful towards, he slipped up when he did not recognize her, he almost died for it.
Samuru places his palms together and does a respectful bow towards his mother, raising his form with a sweet childish smile he awaits his mothers first move, the boy trying to redeem himself as much as possible.

Akina took Samuru in slowly, watching his entire demeanor change. A sigh nearly escaped her lips, but she was too quickly surrounded by her son's arms. A small smile came across her lips. She wanted to place her hand on her son's head and ruffle his hair, but, just like his father, he had already released her and backed away. Viper...no matter what our son does...I don't think I could stay mad at him. He's too much like you. The wind caused the trees to laugh.

Akina watched her son bow. In all honesty, the gesture was cute, but it was also a gesture that opened his defenses way too much. The woman decided to let this detail slip, rather than beat what little respect he did have, even if it were only towards her, out of him. "Now, what is it exactly that you need to work on?" Akina called out to him, but she had already had an idea or two on his response.

Keeping these ideas in mind, the woman rushed toward the boy, aiming a left open palm toward his cheek in a hooking motion. She shifted her weight quickly to her right foot which was poised behind her. This would make it easier for her to dodge an attack from her son.

"Currently, I am doing fairly well in my training, though it seems I take more from dad in the art of Ninjutsu, opposed to you in Taijutsu. he says with a soft smile and a slight chuckle.
Samuru views his mother advance, his brilliant silver three tomoe eyes keeping track of her as they narrow focusing upon her form, his eyes no doubt a surprise to both his mother and his father, a silver colored Sharingan, a perfect hybrid bloodline of the two.

The boy takes advantage of a few things, the first being the size difference between him and his mother, he ducks having the girls strike go over his head and slides his right foot forwards and thrusts his right palm forward attempting a palm on his mothers stomach, should this make contact a reverse summoning seal would be placed upon her clothing, atop the seal his palm thrust due to his strength would most likely wind his mother due to his surprising physical strength.

Akina smiled gently. She was impressed by her son's turnabout. She caught his wonderful, glistening silver eyes watching her carefully. He was a bright child, Akina noted, as he ducked under her. It was not in vain that she had taken that small shift in her weight. She put the rest of her weight on the foot she had started shifting to, barely missing her son's thrust to her abdomen.

She used the brief amount of time that she had bought herself to her advantage. She spun around, quickly expelling chakra from every point in her body, causing her to perform a fabled Kaiten. She was wondering how her son would react to this type of attack at a very close range.

Samuru's gaze views his mother get just out of range, knowing himself to be not as proficient in the Hyuuga art of fighting as his mother he is on high alert.
Noting the stance and her form beginning to make a spin, the boy also alerted by the visible exerted chakra.
The boy drawing his arm back as he makes a few steps backwards, his eyes gauging the amount of chakra exerted and properly adding up the dimensions for his mothers attack to ensure he is still 5ft from her attack.
The boy quickly places his left palm upon the top of his right wrist, a seal being applied that he can use at a later date, he has an idea with it.
He now watches his mother for her next assault as the chakra still rotates around her, his mothers form no doubt still spinning.

The blurring world slowed. Akina was impressed with her son, and she was smiling when she stopped spinning. She sighed lightly, thinking of all the times she had missed when she was away in Asgard. She bit her lip nervously. She looked at Samuru and smiled.

He's definitely a bright boy... Her thoughts caused her emotions to clear and she gazed quickly at the seal that had appeared on her son's left hand. The woman wanted to push her son's boundaries if she could do so safely. She was deep in thought, thinking of all the possible ways either he would attack her or how she could conceivably attack her son.

The problem here is that I know little of seals, and that his eyes, gorgeous though they are, are rather deadly. Any normal ninja might not stand a chance against him...I suddenly feel that I owe the shinobi world an apology...after all, before he knew who I was, he seemed really angry...if he is that volatile and suddenly goes off like a cannon...may the kami protect us all.

Her breathing slowed and settled into a peaceful rhythm. She still had many weaknesses, like her close-range fighting and sudden bursts of brashness. Part of her wondered whether or not her son had inherited those traits. As her breathing was slowing, her eyes grew serious. Be like the water...take the defensive...focus...discover where his flaws are... Akina rushed toward her son at an angle, aiming an attack at his left shoulder. She kept her body loose and her movements smooth. She hoped this would help her to evade some of her son's attacks.

Looking towards his mother as her form ends its rotation he begins to smirk, her form now fully visible as she seems to be calming down, Samuru now taking the first words.
"I forgot how scary you can be mother, it's been to long since we have seen each other.." there is hints of sadness in his words but he does not let it occupy his mind or distract him, his mother approaches now from his left angle.

Noticing such in great detail due to his eyes, he is thankful his mother is not using her full speed otherwise he would no doubt be unable to see her like before.
Her strike comes at his left shoulder from her right hand, his form adjusts itself fluidly leaning his left side back thus lowering his shoulder as he rotates to his left slightly stepping forth with his right foot whilst thrusting his right palm forward, the result would be that her strike passes over his shoulder and his strike would aim towards her stomache open palm.
He may not be able to use the true gentle fist yet, but the forms he has been practicing to make his mother proud in his spare time, his chara control still not perfect enough to use it.
The boy questioning himself for a moment on why he cannot preform it, it seems he inherited neither his mothers Taijutsu, or his fathers Ninjutsu since he has not shown any real notable signs.
His eyes are a gift from both of them it seems, but as his skills are concerned he basically has a handful of pranking tools, this slightly bothers him but he pushes it to the back of his mind due to the possibility of having his mother strike whilst he is distracted.

Akina's jaw set into a firm line, and she felt her body tense up for a moment. She was wondering why Samuru would say such things to her, but she tried to ease into peace, but her thoughts swirled. He's crafty...must have taken note of my emotional state. Really, though, I don't think I'm that scary...what has Viper done to our kid? This last thought brought a smirk to her face.

Samuru's dodge of her attack and aim for her stomach impressed her. He was perfectly imitating the forms of her clan. It was a good thing her stance was loose, because it enabled Akina to follow the flow of her son's movement. She bent her torso back until she was nearly lying on the ground. I'm lucky he doesn't have the technique down yet. The smirk on her lips part slightly further, and she righted her body quickly. Stepping to the left quickly, Akina now faced the back left of Samuru's side. She deftly charged her fingers with chakra. She aimed her left hand toward the chakra point near his ribs while the right hand moved with a finger poking motion to the boy's shoulder. She used her full speed and seemingly flickered from that spot quickly, reappearing near Samuru's right shoulder.

She leaned into his right ear and whispered softly, "Put an even flow of chakra into your hands. Let it flow calmly like a river, and feel your oneness within." She contemplated smacking him hard in the back of his head, but decided against it and used her full speed to move so that she was facing Samuru directly.

Samuru watches as his mothers form makes a lean back, her flexibility comparible to that of a goddess of her clan allowing her to evade this assault.
However, he will not let his mother ge away so easily, it is time to show her just how much he has grown in their time apart.
His extended right palm forms the seal of confrontation, the seal placed before being used as the medium for rever summon, the boy moving 1 meter from the seal reappearing behind his mother and with a counter clockwise low spin he brings his right leg around aiming for the back of his mothers legs attempting to knock her legs out from under her whilst her form is unbraced and leaning back.
Once his kick is delivered if it makes its mark or misses he jumps back slightly getting to his feet with a recoil, he watches his mothers acctions, assuming they still follow through after a quick recoil he views her form make another attempt at him, this is evaded with but a backwards motion and a turn to his left, his mother however vanishing once these miss only to appear behind him, her voice flowing into his ear as she caught him from behind, her speed surpassing his as it seems it is a losing battle.
"I've tried, my chakra control is not good enough yet." the boy says with a soft sigh, a suprise to hear the boy truly admit he is not the best at something, a rare moment that only his mother has the pleasure of seeing, the egotistical state being absent as Samuru has no reason to act as such infront of his mother, for her respects her and his father more than any other.

His form turns to face her, he takes two steps back putting one meter between them as his silver eyes look upon her, he does not attack first but instead allows his mother to do what she wishes. She might think it is weakness for him to not be ruthless in this battle, but it just shows how long she has been away, he loves her and thus he is not going to come at her like he would someone else.

Akina watched as Samuru vanished from in front of her. Her body tensed, and she jumped forward. She wasn't quite fast enough, however, and had to roll to avoid falling flat on her stomach. She laughed when she realized her son was indeed a fighter. "That was quite a fine prank you pulled there." She stood to her feet and grinned, extending her right thumb as she did so. Her teeth seemed to shine brilliantly. No doubt about it, Viper, he's ours...though, if he blows up the world on a whim, I'm blaming you. At the thought, her mouth set in a firm line.

At the remark that her son's chakra wasn't good enough, Akina nearly started to laugh, but she stopped herself, since she could tell this was a secret side of her son. "You're wrong. Your chakra is fine. You are my son, after all. We'll work on this together. Come at me." She eased herself into a flirting stance.