Four + Six= Ten
Tris POV
I walked around the edge of the chasm, grinning. It had been 4 years, 364 days since I had chosen Dauntless, and it would be my third year training initiates. Tomorrow was Choosing Day, and Tori (Now Dauntless leader) had just confirmed that I would be training initiates again, with Tobias. Two years ago, my first year training, Tobias and myself agreed to go as Four and Six. Since then, my favorite thing to do was to scare the crap out of initiates. I continued the walk to Tobias' apartment, still grinning. Most likely, I looked like the complete idiot I felt like. Over the loud activity of the Pit, someone yelled out," Hey Six!" I returned the wave, beginning to laugh. Today was the last day for "Happy, cheery" Six! Tomorrow I would have to turn into "Instructor" Six. Tobias would do the same. Now days, most everyone called me by the name "Six". Excluding close friends, of course.
I reached his apartment, and went right on in. Tobias was already there, sitting down on the couch. His shift at the control room had gotten off the same time as mine, at the tattoo parlor, yet Tori had to tell me the good news. Worn out, I sat down next to him, yawning. After stealing his soda, and thoroughly draining it, He said, "Hello Six…" Tobias smirked, teasing me slightly with the name. I grinned as well, though I had hardly stopped. "Hello Four.." To some, this teasing wouldn't mean much, but to Four and myself, it meant quite a bit. After a few hours of television, the both of us began to get very tired. After another yawn, my 3rd in one commercial brake, I noted, Tobias simply picked me up, bridal style, and carried me to the bedroom. We fell asleep instantly, listening to each other breath. It was definitely enough for us.
