raiikiri is now following you.
"Come on, Kakashi." Minato kicked the jonin on the ankle. "If we don't hurry up, we're gonna be late to met Jiraiya-sensei."
Not that Jiraiya-sensei is ever on time either.
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raiikiri is now following you.
"Come on, Kakashi." Minato kicked the jonin on the ankle. "If we don't hurry up, we're gonna be late to met Jiraiya-sensei."
Not that Jiraiya-sensei is ever on time either.
raiikiri started following you
"Have you come back for the re-match of a lifetime, Kakashi-sensei?!"
The young teenager kicked a worn-down rock between his feet as he ambled down the familiar Konoha streets. Sheer boredom and the incredible annoyances his sisters proved to be were more than enough to drag him out of the house, but he had to admit, things weren't proving anymore entertaining out here either. That was until his eyes fell on the Hatake Boy sidling up from the opposite direction. Genma stood a bit straighter and scowled. "Jesus Christ here we go..."
raiikiri replied to your post “Shiranui, do you hear that? That's the sound of you being less skilled than me.”
"No,I don't hear anything, actually." Kakashi replies, a genuine smile one of the first he'd cracked in a while spreading over his mouth beneath the mask as he and his greatest friend fell back into their familiar ribbing routine. "Nothing at all."
"I don't need to justify myself to you, old man."
Pakkun isn't exactly ecstatic to be called for such a simplistic, menial task. But before Kakashi knows it, Naruto's apparent exhaustion has become bothersome and he has summoned the ninja hounds who are now standing on top of the blanket clad lump that is Naruto waiting expectantly. Kakashi travels to the head of the bed and gives Naruto a single, firm shake by the shoulder. "Last chance, Naruto-kun. They know lick no justu and aren't afraid to use it."
My muse is having a hard time getting up one morning. Your muse keeps waking them but, but they go right back to sleep a minute later. Send how your muse would wake them
"Just five more minutes, Kaka-sensei..." He hadn't heard the last part of his threat.
Kakashi hands the boy a horse head mask. "Thought you could use this." he says, putting his hands in his pockets.
GIVE MY MUSE A POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS AND/OR WEIRD AS FUCK OBJECT AND SEE HOW THEY REACT
"What am I going to use this for?!"
"Look who it is. First name Knucklehead, last name Ninja." Kakashi says, a small spark of affection bleeding through his signature apathetic drawl.
"Kaka-sensei!" Robust arms wrapped themselves around an elderly framed physique, swinging himself merrily. “Where have ya been?”
"Well, if it isn't the dollar store grim reaper", Kakashi gives a small crescent shaped smile.
"And what the fuck is that supposed to mean, old man?"