[backdate deluge; YEAR 60-64]

[not_thedragon]

Who: Various and sundry Figures of the Past and Present
When: Year 60-64.
Where: Konoha unless otherwise indicated.
Notes: See top-levels. 8|b

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YEAR 60 | HINATA; November

[not_thedragon]

Sasuke had known that he'd need to test out of all the basic classes that had already been covered in the course of pre-Academy clan training. He hadn't been expecting that he'd need to do it all at once, in the span of a week, along with regular Academy classes for his age. As thoroughly as clan members had drilled him on fundamental taijutsu forms and basic ninjutsu and genjutsu theory, he hadn't had to sit a final written exam on any of it until now.

Sitting through class was bad enough already, Sasuke managing to avoid fidgeting like some of his classmates did out of sheer awareness that he was not only an Uchiha but the son of the clan head, and the last thing he needed to do was embarrass his family by misbehaving in the Academy. Having to write a seemingly-endless parade of tests over the course of the test-out weekend was going to be awful.

Fortunately, as always, there was Hinata. Sasuke stared at the jumble of equations that his notebook had become one last time before letting himself flop into it, face-down. He groaned, a pathetic sort of: "But I know this already."

Even if his voice was muffled by textbook, she would likely hear him; the nice thing about getting a big big was that they could both sprawl across it to study now.

[gentledheart]

Hinata laughs as she hears the light thump of Sasuke face-planting. She doesn't even look up, and keeps taking notes on her homework, writing out questions she wanted to ask Iruka-sensei or her cousin for clarification or more information. That was possibly the only good thing about being enrolled at the Academy earlier than most other clan children, she was given free reign to ask as many questions as she wanted to satisfy her curiosity.

Finishing her note, she rolled so she was on her side and looking at Sasuke. An eyebrow raised in amusement. Clearly this method of studying wasn't working. Glancing quickly over her notes, Hinata picked out an equation at random from her notes.

"Without looking at your notes explain how this equations works and what it's used for." She goes on to rattle off one of the mid-level distance equations used for tracking and waits for him to answer.