Kabuto stumbled to his door step, opened the door with a flash of his own chakra and leaned heavily on the wooden post of his doorway. Panting, he carefully walked into the living room so that his unsteady steps would not be heard.
"Kabuto?" A young woman's voice asked from around the corner and Shizune trod barefoot into the room. She was dressed in her nightgown, but it was obvious from her worried eyes that she had not been using it.
"Are you okay? I was worried this might be the night." She hustled over to him, helping him out of his filthy ANBU armor, much to his relief.
"No, not today. Just a difficult mission." He whispered from exhaustion, peeling the blood-caked breast plate from himself. He could feel himself shaking from exhaustion and chakra loss. Shizune looked up and kissed him, the solid warmth of her kiss making him want to melt in her arms. She looked up at him.
"I'm just glad you're alright."