A/N Sorry this one is so short! Will release a longer one some time tomorrow. I promised to release another Amity-Dauntless but I have no idea where to go with the story line. Cock blocked.. Anyway, enjoy this chapter full of fluff and stuff. Shit is going to hit the fan soon.
"Tobias!" Tris yells. I am hit in the face with something soft, but at a speed that it actually hurts. "Get up!" I open one eye and look at her. She stands beside my bed, holding a pillow above her head, "Morning, babe!" She yells, hitting me again with the pillow. I quickly grab her waist and throw her onto the bed. She shrieks and tries to get up. I pin her down by her back and her face gets pressed against the bed. I straddle her back. "Tobias. Get off me." She says. I smirk then start playing with her hair. "Don't think I will, actually." I reply. She lets out a sigh. I lean down and kiss her neck. I feel her shudder under me and I smirk. I then quickly jump off her, holding her arms so she can't move. "Tobias, seriously." She says softly. I grin and roll her onto her back. "Hold on for a second." I say softly into her ear. I then straddle her again, but she is facing me this time. "Hey there." I say with a cheesy smile. She sighs and puts her hands on my legs. I lean down and kiss her softly. "You know," I begin, stroking her face softly, "We should probably go down to the cafeteria." Tris laughs and pulls me in for another kiss. This one is deeper, more passionate. "I've been trying to wake you up all morning." Tris says, pushing me off of her. I stand, then help her off the bed. My head is pounding but I ignore it. That can wait. Tris disappears off into the bathroom so I quickly begin changing. Just as I take my shirt off Tris appears again. I don't even notice she's behind me until she runs her finger along my tattoo. "I love this so much." She says quietly. She wraps her arms around my waist and hugs me from behind, pressing her head against my back. I laugh and carefully move her arms from around my waist. I then slip on a shirt and turn to her. She stands there smiling, the ravens peeking out from above her shirt. I pull down one side of her top and look at them. Three ravens, flying towards her heart. I rest my fingers on them and kiss her cheek. "Let's go get some food." I say.
We make our way to the cafeteria and get some breakfast, on the way to the training room we bump into Uriah. He rushes around the corner and runs into me. "There's, a fire." He chokes out, "in the training room." I grip Tris's hand and push past Uriah. There's no way the training room is on fire. It can't be. The smell of smoke fills my nose. I pull my shirt up above my nose and mouth. Tris does the same. We open the training room doors and Uriah was right. In the far corner there are at least 10 people with buckets, trying to put out a tiny fire. I snort and uncover my nose. Well, that was dramatic. Tris makes her way over to the corner. I turn my attention towards the targets. Knives of all different sizes line up on the table. I grab three identical ones and stand in front of one of the targets. It's been ages since I've done this. I take my stance and draw my arm back. I take in a deep breath, then throw. It lands perfectly in the middle. I toss one of the other knives into my hand and try again. It lands beside my first one. I put the third one in my hand and take my stance. All of a sudden I can hear hushed voices behind me, I turn and see Peter and the initiates standing behind me. "That never gets old." Peter says. I grin and pull my arm back, still looking at Peter, and then I throw it. It lands, like the others, perfectly in the middle. "I'm still amazed at how you can do that." Peter mumbles. Most of the initiates stand there with their mouthes open. I then see Tris striding over. "Showing off, are you Four?" She calls out. I shrug. "I guess you could call it that." I call back. She pushes past the initiates and stands beside me, she takes some knives from the table. "My turn." She says. I take a few steps back and cross my arms. This should be interesting.
Her eyes are focused on the target. She then looks at me, and without looking, throws the knife. It hits the centre. I laugh and pick up some more knives. "Bring it, babe." I challenge. She starts stretching out her arms. I throw a knife at her target and it knocks out the one she threw. She then throws hers, and it lands right beside mine. I am just about to throw another one when Peter speaks up. "I'm sorry to ruin this, but we have initiates to train." I glance at Tris, who raises her eyebrows. I smirk and set my knives down on the table. Two initiates run up to me and cling onto my arms. "OhMyGee!" One of them squeals, her body pressed up hard against my side. "That was so hot!" I try to get her off but she won't move. She glances at her friend and grins. "You should so totally come party with us tomorrow, Four!" She says, in a high-pitched annoying voice. I shake my head. She starts squeezing at my arm muscles. "Woah." She whispers. Her friend nods in a agreement. She then gets yanked off of my arm, by Tris. "I wouldn't, if I were you." Tris says with a smile. The other one immediately let's go. I wrap my arm around Tris's shoulder and lead her away. "I honestly love you so much." I say. A smile spreads across her face. "Good." She says.
I don't even see why Peter needs us to help, he's got it under control. I lean against the wall watching the initiates. They are good, but not great. If Eric was here they would've all been cut by now. Tris joins me by the wall, and copies my position. Her expression is stern, almost annoyed. Her eyes are locked onto something but I can't quite work out who it is. "I'll kill her next time she lays a finger on you." Tris says. I grin and pull her closer. She's so cute when she's jealous. Her face flushes a bright pink colour. She bites her lip and looks up at me. I stare at her and she stares back. A strand of her hair flies across her face. I pull it back with my finger and kiss her on the forehead. "If you get to kill her, I get to kill Uriah." I say. She pulls away for a second and raises her eyebrows. "Again?" She asks, "I don't find that fair."