Walking carefully past the 'reserved' sign in one of Konoha's many training fields, Mikoto puts her guard up for her eldest son's work. Having already scolded her husband for allowing Itachi to leave the son without resting for the compulsory 10 hours, at least compulsory by her standards, and eating nutritional food, the raven haired mother's nerves were already frayed, her countenance worried as she carried a small lunch box of food to her troublesome child.

"Itachi? Itachi!" Quirking an eyebrow at one of the traps she spots, she starts calling out for him, if he hadn't already heard or spotted him, seeing as she wasn't so sure she would make it past all of the ominous traps.