Topic of training and other fun things

Yuuma awoke in his bed. it was almost mid afternoon and his mother was yelling at him to wake up. He recently graduated from the academy and now is a ninja for his home town the leaf. He yawned and slowly sat up in his pajamas. He looked around his room to see a clean pair of clothes for himself. He yawned once more in protest of being awake. Grabbing his clothes and dressing himself for his day. He could hear his mother cooking and talking to his father, their day has been on for awhile now. They are hard workers, Yuuma fears they will die from working too much one day. Yuuma in contrast is the very opposite of his parents, always lazy, always taking his time and always slacking of doing something else. He wanted to live life in the moment and not watch it slip out of his hands from working. His parents worked at the hospital in the village, they dont do many missions any more but they are medical ninjas and they want him to follow in their footsteps. Unlucky for him, he never wanted to be a ninja but he didnt want to be anything as well. When he was done putting on his clothes his groggy mind made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and fix his hair a bit before walking down stairs and meeting his family. "Well look who decided to wake up for the day, how are you always able to sleep for hours?" his mom said placing a plate for him at their dinning room table. His home wasnt large but wasnt small, two bedrooms, one bathroom, a sizeable kitchen just as his mom wanted, a living room for them to relax on the rare days his parents do and a small dining room for their meals. He looked at his mom and shrugged playfully and started to eat not saying a word as he smiles and eats. His father was drinking some tea and looking at a stack of papers, they worked later in the day but they were always doing something work related and they had no other hobbies then work. He slowly ate his meal, rice chicken and corn, their normal lunch. His mother was an ok cook, nothing to write about in the paper but she made great drinks, both teas and coffee. His mother walked to his father and the two parents kissed to show affection to each other, Yuuma sighed in protest of this act and they both chuckled. Yuuma took his plate of empty food and started to wash it in the sink, he looked over to them as he walked out and said "im leaving, love you guys." and with a wave he was gone, his white hair shifting a bit from the breeze coming for the outside. The day was sunny, not warm or cold, it was all well. A normal day for him to try and train something. As he started his walk he could hear the noises of people going about their days, kids playing, people haggling prices and new mothers showing off their babies. Peaceful days are few, mainly for what has happen in recent memories. the noise of the village slowly faded as he made his way to the training grounds, and a new kind of noise entertained him. Ninjas training both young and old. He saw some he seen before and some he hasnt seen, thankfully he was invisible to all of them mostly, his all white clothing and pale skin with his white hair made him look like a white ghost which was funny to him. He looked around and found a spot under a tree with some nice grass, he went to lay down and smile as he watched the clouds. As time ticked forward he day dreamed and yawned a bit, thinking of stories he heard and other playful things. Then suddenly he sat up and looked down at his hands, thinking that his mother would be yelling at him if she found him lazing about like so. So he decided to do a small amount of training just to show his parents he did something.

Sometimes yen found himself wondering wherevtime has truly gone? In fact he wondered that each day as he did naturally other duties and taught various shinobi. It was almost as if the ranks required work and effort behind them. Or some kind of effort. In these days yen foubd himself with less spare time then he would like. 

For that nature it was to take his training up a notch or two when he could. As it was frequent that even a fewvhours a day make a diffrence to an induvidual. Or so they say. Arriving in the training grounds yen merely looked around noting the white haired boy. It was safe to say he was abnormal for the least. Perhaps it was a family thing.

"Well how are you doing today?"

Yen asked as he studied the boy under his one eyed gaze. Hidden behind his black cloak, and his black rimmed hat of sorts.

Yuuma looked up at the man he never saw before. He tilted his head a bit and stared at him with a blank face. "Oh well I am doing well, you?" He didnt know how to combat this situation, he wasnt use to talking to random people. He looked at the mans coat and hat. It was a large hat, he really wanted to try it on. But he looked kinda spooky to him. He didnt know many names of people in the village since he keeps to himself and doesnt follow news. But he could tell just from the one eye and the look he gave him this guy was higher then a genin at least. He pondered why this man was talking to him, maybe this man knew everyone else, maybe he did something weird, or worse, maybe his fly was open. He didnt want to look, his pants didnt even have a fly though, did it? he forgot now. He tried to keep a straight face seeing what this man wanted from him.

"I am doing fairly well"

Yen stated as the induvidual being rather. For better words "skippy" eyeing yen which did not really matter much to the aburame. However by tje looks of the induvidual they were just a bit jumpy. He was not that frightening when it came to things. In fact he was merely unassuming in appearance.

"Well then what are you doing in the training area? Here to merely train? Or just watch? Regardless each day you have best do something. Otherwise it is easy to just go and get bored? Have you passed the academy test yet?"

Yen asked quizzingly. He would'nt know all of the geninn in the village. As it would be a hassel to remember even a handful of them. Unless they were lined up via rank and the such. His single  eye turned from the boy to the dummies in the area.

"Why dont you show me a jutsu, or two on the dummies. Ok?"