Hatake Kakashi and Tsuzuki Asato

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Who:Hatake Kakashi and Tsuzuki Asato
What: Locked in a closet.
When: the 12th!
Where: Some alien's apartment that is currently for sale
Warnings: Dite's plot is to get people to kiss. I'm just saying.

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Kakashi had been looking around at apartments to move into, when some rather ugly realtor Vogon led him here. Okay, it wasn't a bad apartment, but the sweet smell of the cinnamon buns was coming not only from the kitchen, but also from one of the closets. That didn't make any sense.

So he walked over and opened the door to find out what was going on, but apparently the door was not well-behaved and halfway through opening his mouth to speak to whoever he'd discovered in there, it smacked him in and locked behind him. He almost fell on Tsuzuki.

"Uh... hi."

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The reason the scent wafted from the closet was that in the getaway Tsuzuki had scooped up the rest of the buns. He hadn't thought anyone would actually open the closet, so he had just taken a big bite out of one when Kakashi dropped in.

"Mmmph," Tsuzuki said intelligently. He looked sheepish, offering one of the remaining buns to the stranger.

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"No thanks," he replied, trying to get the door back open but it didn't seem to want to cooperate. Actually, it was very politely trying to apologize for not being able to do anything to help Kakashi in the situation, and something about sending an error report, and would he please stop trying to get it open?

"The door won't open; I think we're stuck."

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He swallowed the bite so he could talk again. The shock was finally fading out of his system, which was a good thing because the last thing they needed was a freak-out in a tiny closet. "Are you sure? Let me try."

Tsuzuki reached for the door, only to hear a desperate, pleading voice that reassured him it was working on it, would they kindly sit down and follow the rules? He took a step back, looking at the man by his side.

"What rules?"