Chapter 16

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[Third person pov | Ibiki's house]

"I don't want t' go to th' academy. It's borin' as all feck shit." Edryn yawned as Ibiki leaned against the doorframe, waiting for her to get up. She'd been living with him almost a week now, and so far he hadn't learned much else about her. Just that she was a pain in the ass and a fucking brat. But he was stuck with her nonetheless, so he dealt with it. She was actually reasonably easy to handle once you got the hang of it.

"Get up." Ibiki said simply, sipping his coffee idly. Edryn let out a loud groan, muttering something about how she "needed some damn rum or she was goin' t' go crazy." Ibiki wasn't sure, and be also really didn't care.

Just like she did every morning, Edryn slid out of bed, landing on the cold ground with a light thump. Ibiki's eyes followed her as she tiredly shuffled towards the dresser, muttering obscene curses under her breath, most of which she'd probably made up herself. Ibiki watched her take out the clothes. On three occasions he'd left right when her feet hit the ground, and all three times she'd gotten right back into bed. He had to make sure now.

"This is a waste of me feckin' time. Yers too." Edryn pushed past him. Ibimi snorted slightly. "Ye should just let meh sleep yah know. It would be better fur th' both of us."

"Ah, I'm sure." Ibiki said with dry amusement. Edryn turned to give him one last dirty glare before she disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door as though it were a way of retaliating against him. The interrogator just snorted slightly, sipping his warm beverage in amusement. He was already fully dressed and ready to go, and Edryn always hated that. It meant she was the one who was behind.

[Time skip | The Academy]

"'ight, hand it over." Edryn said. The classroom was loud and bustling. School started in just a few minutes, and everyone was wide awake despite the early hour. Save Shikamaru, who's head was rested on his folded arms. He was almost always asleep though, so it almost didn't count.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and set his bag down as Naruto slid off the bench to let her in, his eyelids droopy with exhaustion. "Yer'e slow'r than a feckin' turtle. Aren't Uchi-whatevur 'ou are supposed t' be all fast?" Edryn scoffed as she situatued herself on top of Sasuke's backpack. Ever since abducting it the first time, it had become a daily routine. She'd show up, insult him and Sasuke would give her the bag.

"Your legs are smaller." Sasuke argued blandly in a way that showed he didn't care.

"Graduation is soon, believe it." Naruto yawned before the dwarf could. Now that Edryn was around, he and Sasuke didn't seem to fight as much. Hell, they nearly got along. "Do you even know how to make a clone?"

"Pft, feck no." Edryn snorted. Nobody taught her shit. She was actually okay with that too. Being a ninja would be alright she guessed, but just being a dwarf was quite fine too.

"Do you need someone to teach you?" Sasuke's eyebrows raised. He sort of wanted to be on Edryn's team. They weren't really friends, but he related to her. Her clan had been massacred, and she didn't even have an annoying crush on him. Well, if she did, which Sasuke doubted, she hid it well enough that he really couldn't care less. As long as she wasn't burdening or bothering him.

"Yeh, 'ou wish I'd rely on 'ou for somethin'. I'll be fine. Don't worry yer hideous 'ittle head about it." Edryn said in a fake sweet tone that made the sleepy Narjto snicker ever so slightly. Sasuke rolled his eyes. He was already pretty used to all thee insults that came along with sitting next to Edryn and communicating with her. He actually found them to be reasonably amusing.

"Feck, it's so damn loud in 'ere. Don't these idiot know how t' shut th' hell up?" Edryn scoffed. She wasn't big on crowds, especially ones made up of kids.

"You're surrounded by teenagers." Sasuke said drawl.

"Uh huh. No feckin' shit. It's called a' rhetorical question. Feckin' dipshit."

Sasuke sighed.

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