Mikasa isn't usually known to be late for anything. She always arrived on the dot and was a bit an early bird.
Eren knew something was up when Mikasa was excused from yesterday's morning training for a stomach ache. She never missed anything just because of a stupid head cold or fever.
Eren knew was definitely up when Mikasa didn't even notice the bloodied bandage wrapped around on Eren's forearm from getting into another fight this afternoon with Jean. Instead, Mikasa just looked down on her plate pushing around the crappy bread and chicken rations they had for lunch. She seemed to be in her own little world. Eren glanced across the table at Armin, who shrugged in response, as just clueless as he is.
"Mikasa, what's up?" Eren finally asked.
"Nothing."
"Are you sure? I mean you seemed kinda off the whol-"
"I said I'm fine," said Mikasa, with a little more force and got up leaving the table with her tray. Food barely touched. Eren and Armin were left dumbfounded.
"That was quite rude…" muttered Armin finishing up his lunch.
"I don't know what's her deal, shes been acting like this all day," Eren brushed off. "It's probably just some stupid girl stuff."
Eren still had been worried about Mikasa anyhow, he decided to sneak in into the girl's barracks later that night to find the problem; not aware of the shock he was about to get that would change his view of his sister.
AN: This will probably be broken up into 3 chapters as I planned. Constructive criticism is welcomed along with anything else!
