Compromising Position
Kankuro was late again!
Baki was tired of having the team wait for the sluggard.
He swept down the hall entering the teen's room unannounced.
Whoops!
If ever there was a compromising position, that one was classic.
The boy must've turned six shades of red beneath that purple face paint.
Well, at least that was something he could relate to.
"We're waiting downstairs," he said closing the door behind him.
A Helping Hand
Baki observed Kankuro carefully.
Lately the boy had been walking funny, gingerly, as if something were bothering him, almost as if he were…chafed.
He chuckled and shook his head and sighed.
He made a purchase on Kankuro's behalf on his way home that night.
"Here," he said, tossing a tube of Ninjaglide into Kankuro's room.
He couldn't resist adding, "Make sure you've got all the sand off your hands."
Sage Advice
One night he heard muffled cries from Kankuro's room.
Curious more than alarmed he still thought he should check it out.
Yet another compromising position but this time there was a young kunoichi involved too.
"Sorry," he apologized more to her than to his student.
Later, rather than lecturing Kankuro he simply said, "Boy, just make sure you treat her the way you'd want somebody to treat your own sister."