#bakisensei

❛ It’s a rock show. This is my rock look. ❜

Baki is wearing fucking... black track pants and a black undershirt. Kakashi isn't delusional enough to say he doesn't look good-- Baki is a very good-looking man, and the undershirt is tight enough that he can see the curve of his pecs perfectly clearly.

"I'd say you look like you're dressing up as a ninja, but..." With muscles like that, and the scars, and the general air of wariness, he's impossible to mistake as anything but a ninja.

Kakashi is also wearing track pants, because he's been reliably informed by several of his more fashion-forward friends that he is a hopeless cause. But his dark cropped tank top reads: DO NOT GIVE ME A CIGARETTE NO MATTER HOW MUCH I BEG in bold white typeface, and it was given to him by one of those said fashion-forward friends (Yugao), so he assumes this is what cool kids are wearing these days. He's also maskless, and sporting a wig of dark, slightly greasy-looking shoulder length hair, and an eye patch. He appears very much... unlike himself.

And he gives Baki another critical once-over, and then grimaces at him. "We're supposed to be ... civilians. Ridiculous looking civilians," Kakashi puts his hands on his hips, realizes how gay it makes him look, and crosses his arms over his chest instead, the set of his mouth mulish. "I'm going to get you... a different shirt, at least. How do you feel about cropped shirts? You're broader than me, but I think Tenzo left me one that might fit you... Hm...."

Yamato puts his head down on the counter and covers it with his hands, wishing for a brief moment that he was dead.

He doesn't keep his head down for long, however. Nothing will cheer him up quite like leaning over the counter and staring at his ass. @bakisensei may have missed the last five hints, the most recent of which was so particularly unsubtle he may as well have shed his shirt and dropped to his knees in the break room.

"Uh-huh," he agrees. He is still young, and it will get easier, and the one that he's found is stonewalling him in a government building break room in Suna, offering him a cup of coffee. He'd like it if the one he's found could pick up what he's putting down.

Ah well. He'll continue his pursuit until Baki tells him to stop. The other man is very, very handsome. Polite, calm, dutiful. Funny, in his own way. A little uptight in ways that makes him fun to wind up.

"Coffee sounds nice, Mister Baki, thank you," he responds drily to the offer, setting his chin in his hands with a soft sigh. "Perhaps such a gift from you will have suffice to keep me warm through the cold desert nights."

Nana has provided her with peace. She just wants to return the favor.

“Baki-sama?” Hinata falls into the polite mannerisms that have been drilled into her since birth, bowing at the waist. @bakisensei must think her a lunatic, or at least, someone with an agenda. Inconspicuous ninja training went out the window with every glance directed his way, as she debated when and where would be the right time to talk to him, and finally deciding to make the leap before her next match.

“My name is Hyūga Hinata. May I speak with you? It’s about someone we both know.”

New emoji gallery (my old multi was terminated): [link]

Comm form: [link]

“I’M NOT A PERVERT!!”

HECK YEAH.

Thank you so much friend!!! <3

lee revived, that's all that mattered wasn't it, and yet something harsh and vicious clenches in his chest when looking upon baki. sunagakure, too, was fooled and decieved, HE REMINDS HIMSELF, they lost their fourth kazegake. no need to claw open old wounds, and yet he cannot help the words from escaping him. ❝ HOW MUCH DID YOU KNOW? ❞ a rare moment of utter seriousness, no smiles and boisterous laugh. just a father whose son had been greatly harmed. ❝ didn't quite work according to orochimaru's plans, did it. ❞