Snooping didn't reveal much, Fedora kept no papers, received no calls or mail, had no visitors, didn't even bring home anything but a newspaper in a language she couldn't even read.

Fedora also kept really odd hours, he actually stayed out most of the time but there was no schedule for it. What really irritated Harry was his sporadic nighttime excursions. She was used to people with healthy sleeping habits to give her a chance to enjoy a taste of freedom.

And every single time she does end up out of her frame, when Fedora gets back he always acts a bit spooked.

He would recheck every room again, yesterday he even started tapping walls like he was expecting a secret compartment or door. Which… What?

Harry theorized that he had a really high sense of people, not even that retired soldier she housed with six houses ago was this aware.

It also kinda made her want to prank him. Just a little. Nothing much.

In school Harry never really indulged in pranks, despite what Snape chose to project onto her. Her humor was always sarcastic and a bit dark, rather than the boisterous reputation of her father and honorary uncles.

But she was bored enough to start feeling mischievous.

And the feeling of someone acknowledging her existence can be addicting.

Harry decided to start off with something simple. Hiding all of the coffee. Honestly, Fedora drank too much caffeine as it was. There was no way it was healthy.

-0O0-

She was wrong. Very, very wrong.

If she had any idea that this would be the result, she would've built up to hiding the coffee instead of starting off with it.

His face though.

Harry firmly double checked her poker face, it wouldn't do to start snickering now.

He looked like Hermione did at the end of 3rd year and was suffering from using the Time Turner too much.

Fedora's been without coffee for two hours. He looked miserable and felt very, very, very murderous. Fedora glowered at the apartment in general before leaving, closing the door a little harder than necessary.

Harry waited what felt like eternity, but was actually around twenty minutes, before she slipped out of her cage and quickly dispelled the disillusioned coffee bags tucked into the closet and put everything back.

Well… Harry looked consideringly at the mound of fancy beans.

Maybe she should hide them except for one.

All that caffeine was really not good for you.

A spike of guilt came up when she remembered how terrible he looked with his caffeine withdrawal hangover. Fine, she'll leave everything in the cupboards.

_oo0O0oo_

When he finds out who took his coffee, he was going to shoot them in the damn kneecaps, and then torture them in the slowest and most painful way he knows how.

The local café didn't know the difference between coffee and dirty mop water, and it only served to sour his mood even further.

Reborn couldn't even watch his target for very long because he didn't want to tip them off that they were being watched.

Sure, he was more than perfectly capable of completing a job without coffee, but for a long-term job like this he refused. He paid his dues, dammit.

Reborn carefully rechecks his lock for any sign of forced entry, but as usual there was nothing to find. He's going to have to investigate the Apartment Manager. Discreetly.

He swung the door opened and felt his shoulders stiffen. Damn, they came back.

On one hand, staying in an apartment slowly being supersaturated in Sky Flames is very relaxing. On the other, he has no idea who they are and their intentions. He does not appreciate the persistent break-ins either.

He swings the shopping bag of coffee onto the countertop, opens the cabinet, and pauses.

His missing bags of coffee sat mockingly right where they were suppose to be.

There was a post-it stuck onto one of them.

In atrocious, spiky writing were the words 'Cut back a little. ;)'.

Furious, Reborn snatched the post-it note only to be startled when it crumbled in his hand.

He rubbed his fingers and cautiously whiffed, and stared in bafflement. Paint? Why would anyone make a post-it note made entirely out of paint?

Reborn made a noise of disgruntled disgust, forget discreet. He was going to investigate the Apartment Manager and anyone else with access to his room now.

_oo0O0oo_

Normally when Harry does this she starts off with something much simpler. Naturally she does the worst thing possible instead.
But, finding nothing on Reborn left her really bored.
Rather unfortunate way to set the tone of their relationship. But they'll get better! (Much, much later)
There is, in fact, a reason why the post-it note was made of paint.

Thanks to everyone who has read, faved, followed, and reviewed! You're all pretty fantastic!

If anyone has any suggestions on ways for them to drive each other crazy, let me know. I was lucky enough to have good roommates in college.