Something clicked softly in the darkness.
"Hey, will you please be quiet?", a voice hissed angrily at the sound. "You'll wake him and then he'll kill us both dead."
"Relax", another voice answered. "Once he feels safe and falls asleep, such a little noise won't wake him. I'd have to break the door for that."
"I still can't believe we're doing this", the first voice complained. "We're shinobi, for hell's sake! Why don't we go through a window like every other normal ninja would and-" A moment of silence, then: "Wait, scratch that. I'm so not using the word 'normal' when referring to you, maniac."
A chuckle. "That's not very nice."
"But true." A snort. "Why not the window like every other insane ninja would?"
"He doesn't like that. Besides, it's trapped. Now be quiet, I- Yes! Open."
The door of the apartment swung open on silent hinges, revealing two figures, one with chin-long honey-coloured hair and a senbon in his mouth, and another, kneeling one with spiky silver hair and a mask covering almost his entire face, both looking into the dark living room of an apartment, now illuminated by a strip of light from the corridor.
"See?", Kakashi asked, a broad, triumphant grin clearly showing under his mask as he looked up to his companion from his crouched position. "I told you I'd get it."
"I didn't doubt it", Genma grumbled. "I just said you maniac should wait till we've handed in our report and then come back and knock."
"And miss this chance?" Kakashi chuckled and straightened up. "Never."
"If you get your kicks out of this, why didn't you ask him to exchange keys to avoid damaging his lock the next time?"
"I'd like to but I don't want to invade his personal space." Kakashi shrugged.
"Ooh, sure. And that's why it's so much better to break in", the Special Jounin whispered back, sarcasm practically leaking out of every word.
The Copy-nin hesitated, one of his feet already in the air to enter the apartment. "I've never thought about that", he admitted, putting his foot back to the ground. "And he never seemed to mind when I did it."
Genma groaned. "That's because he wants you to come by whenever you want to. Because he wants to exchange keys, genius."
"Oh." Kakashi blinked with his one visible eye. "You think?"
"Yes", Genma sighed, his senbon twitching in a clearly irritated manner. "He told Raidou, and Raidou told me. Besides, it's fucking obvious."
"Oh." A moment of silence followed, then, "I'll talk to him tomorrow."
"It is tomorrow. 'Tomorrow' started two fucking hours ago."
"You know what I mean." Kakashi waved his hand. "Now come on." He entered the apartment and approached another door to his right on silent feet, then laid his hand on the doorknob before he stopped suddenly.
"What's up?", Genma hissed while he carefully closed the front door and then switched on a small lamp on the couch table. "Changed your mind?"
"Don't tell anybody", his companion whispered, his voice suddenly menacing and his eye practically burning with threat when he turned his head around to look at the Special Jounin behind him.
"Hey, hey, now." Genma held up his hands in what he hoped was a placating manner. "In spite of what you may think of me, I really don't wish to die. I won't tell your beloved one we broke into his house in the middle of the night just so you pervert could watch him sleep."
