Made for RevaMika Week Day 1

This is an AU and will most likely never happen. ;)

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She was quick with her movement, so swift and elegant. Everything seemed to just make her better, even if she was to get her leg twisted like last week on that one small step she'd make it look like it was meant to have happened like that. Her face was calm and her eyes were closed as she turned and would open just a few seconds every now and then to make sure she was doing the right thing and not going to run into the mirror that was apart of the wall in front of her. Sweat made her skin slick and shiny, it could have been stated that she was glowing with how amazing her dancing turned out. She had her hair tied back into a messy bun trying to make it to where nothing got into her face as she twirled and jumped around on the soft yet hard, blue mat underneath her feel. What was her name? "Mikasa Ackerman." a man breathed with a smile pasted on his face as he leaned against the doors frame.

Mikasa's eyes snapped open as her thoughts were thrown back into the real world with her name being the cause. She turned around startled but glad that she didn't fall on the ground. Her gray colored eyes turned into their very famous glare as she realized who stood on the other side of the room. "Jean." she hissed. The raven haired girl was still angry at him for treating Eren, her adoptive brother, and future husband she hoped, with such rudeness. The last time that they were near each other he had pushed Eren into the punch bowl and stained everything white Eren was wearing. And if that wasn't bad enough, he made a huge scene about how he loved Mikasa more than Eren ever could, making Eren even more pissed off and getting him kicked out of the ball due to a fight that would have happened if the guards didn't show up. She never forgot about it, but she wasn't allowed to leave because if she had then they would have thrown her out of the dancing contest that she had joined only weeks before.

"Awe. Your still mad at me?" he asked hurt as he pushed himself off of the frame and walked fully into the room. He had his arms crossed over his chest, he seemed to be wearing the same tux that he had on last night. But Mikasa knew better than that, he had changed, it was just that he had so many of the same outfit that it looked as if he never changed. She wouldn't be surprised if he actually didn't change and just made it seem like he did.

"What do you think?" she growled moving to the side not wanting to get cornered by the man. She really just wanted him to leave so she could continue practicing for later that day. But if he wasn't going to leave, she could only decide to leave herself.

Jean lowered his head slightly with closed eyes and soon reopened them and lifted his head to look at hers. "You need a partner." he announced to her.

"I have Eren. You might as well leave you only came he to ask for a dance."

"Well where is he? I don't see him anywhere."

"He isn't here yet. But he still is my partner. And the last thing I am going to do is dance with anyone else."

"Oh, you mean like last night at that ball? Don't give me that look, I saw you last night. You were all over that one guy."

"That was different!"

"How so?"

"For starters, he wasn't you."

"I am hurt Mikasa, you really think of me that bad?"

"Your the reason I had to dance with him! If you didn't kick Eren out, then I would have been dancing with him and not some random guy from the dance floor." she shook her head and walked out no longer wishing to remember that night. It was a mistake that he caused. But no matter how hard she tried to forget she never could. The way that man danced with her was just to perfect to forget. She hated to admit it but, he was better than Eren. Maybe it was just because he saved her from falling to her death but that couldn't have been it, Eren saved her from dieing as well. Maybe it was the way his eyes sparkled, or his straight face reminded her how eyes told more truth than anything else. I didn't like the way he danced, he was just too short for it to be great. I am lying to myself. Just most on Mikasa, just move on and try to think about the dance you need to preform tonight. It is the finals and you have to create a spectacular finish. You are with Eren, not that mysterious, mask wearing, short, cute, gentle, life saving man that you danced with last night. She almost bashed her head into the brick wall of the building in the alley for saying cute and gentle. How could she have possibly known if he was truly cute or not, he was wearing a mask, all she could see was his mouth and eyes, not enough details to actually determine the figure.

"Damn!" she cursed under her breathe and rubbed the sides of her temple with only her index and middle fingers. STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM! She turned the corner and walked into an alley, it was at least 2 PM nothing too bad for her. She never liked to go into the alleys because of all the stories that she had been told about what happened at night when you were alone and we at the wrong place at the wrong time, but that didn't matter it was the middle of the day, their shouldn't be many other people unless they were just passing by.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here boys?" a man's voice spoke as he took stand. He had been sitting on a box as if he'd been waiting for a girl like her to show up. She continued to walk and hoped to just skip passed the annoying tall guy who reminded her so much of Jean, he just annoyed her. If he tried anything she would beat him to a pulp, but if he got anyone else to join in before she could finish him off she probably wouldn't stand much of a chance.

Mikasa had taken a class of self defense before and managed to graduate the top of her class, but never once in that class did she have to fight against more than about two people at a time. And unfortunately for her there were at least 5 people there that she could see. "I believe it is a girl." one said also taking a stand. She swallowed hard and began to quicken he pace. She tried to make it as if she didn't notice them but that fact was, she was sure that they knew she knew about their presence. There was also that feeling of them knowing that she knew what they were planing on doing to her as well.

"A very pretty girl for that matter." a third one had spoken with a smirk. He was already standing and now making his way towards Mikasa. He managed to go around her and beat her to the front. Standing there now in front of her, he licked his lips. She had no choice but to stop right there, her face showed no emotion at all, she seemed as fragile as a china doll right there in front of them.

The noises from their footsteps walking around on the gravel like floor and broken glass, the other two made their way towards her. She began to make her hand into a fist, but it was a fight to do so. Her mind said to fight, but her heart said to wait. She didn't know what one to listen to, if she waited and no one came then she was doomed, but if she was to fight she might have just lost in the end. Her eyes turned to the other two people as they began to circle her with hungry eyes. She cringed slightly at the idea of them and her, she only had eyes for one person, and three others are just begging for her okay and even if she didn't give them the sign they'd do anything even pretend that the sign was given. "Perhaps we should show her what really happens to girl when they come into our territory." one of the boys laughed with drool slightly dripping form the side of his mouth.

"I agree. But how should we start? I think we can do anything to being with her."

"She is special isn't she?" the one who originally talked before all of them when she walked into the alley in the first place spoke. He tried to look for an opening, Why didn't I run when I had the chance? She asked herself just wishing that she hadn't walked over here in the first place. I should have just stuck with Jean! At least with him I know he wouldn't do anything like this unless I let him. She bit her tongue as her heart began to pound even harder in her chest. This can't be happening to me. It just can't be.

"What's your name doll?" She continued to stay quiet. Her eyes were slightly wide and trying to find an opening where she could escape and make it to safety. Eren... She though beginning to feel heavy weight attack her heart. The man in front of her grabbed a piece of her long hair and played with it between his thumb and index fingers. He looked at it with a smile, taking it to his nose he took a deep breath. The smell was almost the sweetest thing he had ever smelt in his life. She wasn't sure how old he was, but she knew that he must have been way older than her, a mere age of 18 years old.

"What do you think you are doing, Darrel?" a low voice spoke with annoyance. Mikasa could have sworn that she'd heard that voice before but couldn't think of any name coming to mind. She couldn't think of anything at the moment, she could only pray that this guy who was speaking was helping her out.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the kind of bad himself? Come to reclaim your throne?" the man named Darrel asked with a bit of a chuckle at the thought.

"You didn't answer my question." the man growled. Mikasa wanted to turn around to see who it was that was talking, maybe a face could help her blank mind out, but if she turned then Darrel would be behind her, and it is obvious that he is the leader over the two of the guys behind her.

"What does it look like we are doing?" Darrel's eyes shined with something, it masked his fear fairly well. She knew that it wasn't her he was afraid of, just a few seconds ago he had them full of mischief and desire.

"It looks like a bunch of lowlifes trying to get hurt." the man commented.

Darrel grinned lowly with pain obvious. "Well if anyone is the one going to get hurt, it's going to be you. Heichou." he said the name in a mocking tone. "Charley, Shane. Get rid of the over used man." he hissed.

"B-b-but."

"No buts, get rid of him!" he commanded. Only one moved and walked his way towards the now silent man. The other just watched not sure if he should or shouldn't attack.

"Sorry to have to do this to you man." the one commented holding a crowbar in his hand and swinging it.

With no word at all the man ducked and hit his fist into the goons chest. It was a rock solid blow, with enough force to send him flying back into the far side of the alley, he groaned and moved to get up but only feel back down with pain. "Well what luck, one down, two to go. There is still time for you to let her go." he announce with no emotion shift to his face.

"Awe. Just because that idiot Shane is in pain on the floor to afraid to do a blasted thing, doesn't mean I am out of the race. I have at least 2 others at my disposal before I make any bargains with you."

"W-w-what?" The one most likely known as Charley stuttered, no longer wanting any part of the girl and his leader. "I am not going to fight him. I'd rather walk away, then stick by you." He began to walk backwards away from Mikasa who was fully turned and watching to group. Her gray eyes turned to the side when she saw a blur. A gun. Her eyes widened and she felt a hand snake around over her stomach. Her hands grabbed hold and began to try and work their way to get the arm to move.

A ringing was felt in her head and she shut her eyes. She flung herself against the arm and spun to the side. She met the floor but continued to go. She kept herself for yelling or even screaming. The arm was shocked and let go, "Get back here!" her hearing began to return to normal and she just continued to move. It wasn't the first time she had heard a gun shot, but that was the closest a gun had ever been to her before when it's trigger was pulled at least. She tried to get up to her feet but it didn't work as well as she wanted it to. Her feet ran as best as they could but not nearly as fast as usual, she was just to shaken up at the moment and couldn't stop stumbling around.

"Mikasa!" a voice entered her mind. She turned her head towards the noise unable to comprehend who owned it, she wasn't even sure if she knew the voice. Her body froze when it grabbed a hold of her and began to push her forward and take her away from this place. Her mind couldn't see the real world, all it saw was the night of the murder. She shook and tried to force the man to stop. The figure was a shadow and she was back to being a young girl. The two bodies that were on the ground were her parents and everyone was against her. "Mikasa, come on. Let's Go!" the voice continued to say but she refused and did the opposite. She was stuck in her nightmare, the nightmare she couldn't ever escape. "We have to go!" he continued to try to get her to move. "Mikasa! It's me! We have to go! It's Eren!" the sound of his name brought her back to what she was doing. She and him were playing tug of war with her arm the only thing was that he was trying to get her out of the alley and she seemed to try to get him into it.

Her lips were parted and she tried to gain control over her body once again. How could she have entered that world she tried to forget that easily. It was all because of that gun shot, but she had heard gunshots before and none of them effected her like that last one did. She couldn't even recognize Eren when he called her. "Eren." she slowly said within a whisper. A hand took hold of the arm that Eren held and yanked on it as nicely as it could and pulled both of them into the alley.

"She's not going anywhere with you!" the man growled. He moved tore Eren's hand from Mikasa's within seconds of and pounded him into the wall. Mikasa's eyes were wide and filled with horror. The man that was attacking her brother was the one that tried to save her earlier. Unconciously she turned her head and looked around, two breathing bodies full of pain remained on the ground trembling, while one stayed lifelessly on the floor with blood draining. Her head pounded and she turned back to the two of the men. Eren and the one that Darrel called Heichou.

"No! Wait!" She said when she noticed Eren had tried to kick him and got his leg twisted within the hands of the man. "Don't!" she yelled rushing over to the two of them only stopping dead in her tracks at the sound of snapping and a cry from Eren's mouth. His leg. She swallowed hard and her shock was replaced with anger. She jumped on the man who just hurt Eren and made him spin around and soon fall to the ground. He was shorter than her but she still had to get her weight to make him fall, thus she needed a lot of force. His hit the dirty floor didn't move much. He was stunned at the stunt she had just pulled.

I help her out and she hurts me for it! What the hell? Damn this guy, now I am filthy. He was working with Darrel, he was the second goon... Wasn't he? He tried to get her to go with him and she refused. She fought him, he had to be the other goon. She grabbed a hand full of his hard and began to pound his head into the floor. "Don't you dare hurt him ever again!" she growled. What is her problem? Is she not at all grateful that I have just saved her from them? He gritted his teeth and flipped her over. He was soon right on top of her, his face was only covered in sand and gravel, there was no cuts or any signs of cuts any way. The left side of his face was the only side that was covered. He held her wrists above her head and had his legs on either side of her.

"I just saved you! And you attack me for it?" he asked with a bit of rage in his words though his face didn't show much of his pain.

She only glared at him. "You hurt him."

"Yes, I broke his leg. Your point is? He was trying to hurt you, he was working for-"

"No! He wasn't working for them! He'd never do that to me."

"What?"

"He's my brother! He was trying to help me!"

"Then... Why the hell were you fighting against him?"

"Because... because I... I just didn't realize it was him." she said looking away feeling a knot form in her heart. She should have known it was him, it was her fault this had happened and now Eren is in pain. "But that doesn't mean you can excuse yourself for hurting him!" she barked realizing that he was still on top of her. He only glared at her, her mistake was the reason he broke Eren's leg. If she hadn't have fought he wouldn't have attacked himself. "Why were you helping me anyway? You don't know me!"

He was shocked that that question even came out of her mouth. He would have thought that she would have been just grateful and moved on. But she actually asked him for his motive. Her eyes stared at his and her began to try and locate some sort of answer for her. But nothing came to mind, all he knew was that he knew this girl. "I-I-I know you!" she finally said. He shook his head and stood up leaving her there not wanting to hear anymore about how she knew him, she knew nothing of him. Not a damn thing.

"Sorry about the leg kid." he said and picked Eren up resting him under his shoulder and beginning to walk away. He stopped before leaving the alley and turned to look at Mikasa. "Are you coming or not?" he asked coldly. She quickly scrambled to her feet and began to walk behind him.

"Where are you taking him?" she asked him.

"To the hospital. He has to get his broken leg fixed. Maybe it isn't broken but shattered instead. Point being, he needs a doctor."

~0~0~

"Mikasa. I'm sorry. I can't dance with you anymore! You are going to loose now." Eren said while he rested in the hospital bed with his leg bandaged up.

"Oh Eren. It doesn't matter. The point is that you are going to be okay."

"But you worked so hard." he whined and began to sit up. "I have to make it. I don't care about the leg, I will make sure they see the way you dance." He moved his foot and began to make his way to the edge of the bed so he could get down onto the floor.

Just as he got there the nurse/doctor came in. She rushed to his bet and pushed him back to where he was laying down. "No, none of that mister. You aren't going anywhere until that leg heals up."

"But, I have to dance with Mikasa. If I don't-"

"I don't care. You can't dance with a leg like that. You need to rest!" she repeated. Mikasa's head turned towards the door where she saw the man who did this to Eren stand. He was leaning against the door way as well. "She will just have to dance with someone else."

"But their isn't anyone else who can dance with her."

"I am sure there is some boy who'd love to dance with her."

"Jean. But he already has a partner."

"How about the man who did this to you." she grinned and pushed her glasses further up her nose.

"Now hold it there Hanji-"

"Now, now Levi. Don't you think you owe it to him to dance with his partner. After all you are the best dancer I know." she chuckled at the man who was now fully in the room with his arms crossed over his chest more forcefully.

"I don't care if I'm a good dancer in your opinion. I don't need to do a stupid competition-"

"You're the one who broke his leg."

"That isn't the point. Bottom line is that I'm not doing it!"

"But look at her face Levi." Hanji said walking over to Mikasa and used her thumb and index to squish the raven haired girl's cheeks together. "She needs a dance partner." she continued with a small laugh and baby voice.

She then let go and watched Levi face. His jaw was shut tightly and he sighed when Mikasa looked down at the ground and then back at Eren. "Fine." he said with defeat. "I'll dance with the little brat." he huffed out.

"Good now. You too go practice, the competition starts in at least an hour. You know where it is Levi you can drive her over and dance with her. I'm sure you'll do great. Now off off. Let me tend to my patient." She said pushing the two of them out.

"Hey but-" Eren began to say but was quickly shut up by the glare she gave him. He shook a little with a bit of sweat wetting his face. That doctor was just the strangest person he had ever met. She just wanted to torture him, and make him an experiment for her own enjoyment.

~0~0~

"Oh Mikasa! I heard Eren got a broken leg. I bet you wish that I was still available for a dance huh?" the smiling Jean said walking up to him with his dance partner. "Unfortunately you are far to late. I have my partner and you are going to have to forfeit." he chuckled lowly.

"Nope. I have a partner." she stated. As if on cue Levi wrapped his hand around her waist and walked her away from the annoying man. Jeans eyes were slightly wide and his smile disappeared. Mikasa wiggled out of his grasp and walked on her own.

"You might as well get used to it princess. After all that is where I am going to have to place my hand while we are dancing you know." he informed her.

She stayed quiet not wanting to talk to this man. She didn't want to be here with him, she wanted to be with Eren, even if it meant that she didn't get to compete. "Hanji suggested that we practice. I think it'd be a good time to do so. Don't you?" he asked.

"I don't know. And to be honest I don't care what she suggested." Mikasa hissed crossing her arms.

"Look, I'm sorry for breaking your brothers leg, but I didn't know and it was more for self defense than anything else. Besides, don't forget it was also your fault. So instead of being a baby and moping around about it, you should move on and dance for him like he'd want you to." Mikasa gritted her teeth with what he was telling her. She hated to admit it but he had a point.

"Fine." she said giving up. Most of the time she would continue to fight with him, but facts were facts and she couldn't change that. Her hands lowered and nodded. "Let us practice then."

Levi nodded and they both got into position. They did the dance that normal people would do but something was different. It was better than what normal people would do. It fit more than it usually would have, it had more swifter movements. When she would dance with Eren it was difficult to get him to loosen up, but when dancing with this man she didn't have to do anything to him. She just had to follow his lead and keep her mind clear. While dancing with him her mind was off, everything was gone. The whole world was silent and they were the only two around. She focused only on his eyes just as he had done to her.

"I know you." she said in a whisper. She didn't even realize that she was speaking until he began a sentence all his own.

"Then who am I?" his eyes never left hers but his face had gotten closer to hers. He was only a few centimeters shorter than her.

"The man. That man that caught me last night." she said almost out of breath. "You saved me, and then danced with me... like now."

"So what if I did. What does it matter?"

"Now I know. That's what it matters. I finally know who the mystery boy I danced with is, I finally know I win."

"Win?"

"Win." She grinned and he stood confused but couldn't help but smile himself. She couldn't at all realize it at the beginning, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to forget about him, even if he would disappear right at that very moment she wouldn't be able to stop herself from looking for him. Even if it took centuries to find him once again. She would, there would be no question of it. As for him, he had found his princess, and he needed nothing more than for her to be happy.

The End

Day 1: Chance Meetings

I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Sorry if it went too slow or to fast.

I did my best. Thanks for reading!