Holding the advertisement in his hand, the blonde haired man looked at the address on the brick building, then looked back down at the paper, ensuring that he was at the correct place. Greywolf Detective Agency, 1226 Hardin Lane. This was it. All the lights were off; it didn't look like anyone was there right then. Frowning, he knew someone was in there. Shrugging, he tried the door. It was unlocked. Walking in cautiously, his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Hearing some rustling, the blonde said quietly, "I know you can kill me with your chidori, Kakashi. Please don't...it's me, Naruto. I've come to be your assistant."