"Heh." Ibiki grinned without humour, moving a bare hand forward, running broad, blunt fingers over Yamato's pale buttocks, giving them a few rough squeezes: acquainting himself with a new target, "Well, Kakashi, your offences are about the same as always... you should know them well enough. I'm not here to bore you fine fellas, after all," he sent a firm pat to the copy-ninja's taut ass, the cracking sound reaffirming to all in the room what a solid rump the lackadaisical natured man had under the baggy pants that he always wore, "But you're right, Yamato. Better wise up in the future, though. In my watch, don't ask questions. You're a first-timer, so I'll let it slide," the big man said gruffly, as he strode around the pair of naked buns to the front of his desk, sitting down and ruffling through some papers. In this position, he was facing the two ANBU jounin head-on, unashamedly appraising all they had on show. Kakashi remained and still as stoic as possible, the mask a genuine comfort when all else was exposed. He'd have to talk to his kouhai about 'digging deeper holes', later.
"Missing deadlines in paperwork, eh? Not unlike Sarutobi there... not a good start for a first term teacher. Been having anything pressing on your mind lately, Yamato?" Ibiki asked conversationally, tugging free a paper and smoothing it out on his desk as he read the next note, "Plus – we've had a couple of complaints of harassment (admittedly, those complaints had been from one particularly reckless, fox-whiskered ninja, but whatever filled in the blanks was good enough for Morino Ibiki when he had a job to do). Using your gift too liberally. Making dens here there and everywhere like a trail of breadcrumbs," the scarred man's dark eyes rose up to the naked wood-nin, crunching up the papers between thumb and forefinger, "Actions like that can give a scent to experienced enemies. It's such a basic rule; I wouldn't expect an ANBU op to make that mistake," the interrogator lay the papers down, and stared at Yamato levelly, "But, that's why you're here. Let's see if I can make you think more clearly," he flashed a wicked grin.
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