A strong disinfected smell filled the latrine's air as Madara finished cleaning the last of the toilets. Washbins looked clean they only need a bit of polish.

"Nice, washbins, floor, and I am done." Madara exclaimed as he stood up. His left hand swiped a bit of sweat on his forehead. Before he could continue his duties, he needed to resupply and clean the cloth that was to be used for the washbins. He exited the latrine and continued toward the storage room.

Caius continued to tail the man who was seemingly looking for something. With a raised eye Caius stepped out from the shadows, taking long strides as he kept his eye on him. "I spy with my little eye..." He sang, his hand on the hilt of his blade "... Someone who shouldn't be here" A smug grin crossed Caius face as he began to exert his reiatsu hopefully sending a beacon to Madara to let him know something was wrong. "What is your purpose for being here?" Caius voice was much more commanding now, the sing-song manner gone and his smile turning to a much more stern facial expression. 

He had been made. His mission was ruined, now he had two choices. One was to bail on the work or the second one would be to push on and hope to subdue his opponent. However, there was no way to tell if his opponent was alone or if he had not alerted the Authorities and him lingering any longer would endanger him and the mission should he get caught.

"What's my purpose here?" I took a wrong turn on my way to the latrine. You don't suppose you would let me go?

He said as calm as he could, before taking off for the nearest existing.