Oh sorry for disappearing :(

I was busy. And it is less then 10 hours til Lunar New Year \m/

I didn't have a chance to say Happy New Year before, so here it goes.

Happy New Year, hope you have a great 2014 and eremika will become canon lol

I will update Breathless asap but for now, enjoy this AU.

I had this idea stuck in my head for a while. High School AU.

It is really long . sorry


It was around 5pm.

The school was almost empty. Most students had gone home earlier.

Though there were few people staying late.

And she was one of them.

She adjusted her bag, checked her desk once again to see if she had forgotten anything.

She didn't want to stay late at all but Mr. Levi was frowning about the amount of works he had to finish and she couldn't just walk away.

She figured she could ask him to return the favor later.

She was walking along the hallway, but stopped after smelling something strange. It came from a corner.

She peered her face in to see the cause of the smell.

And that was when she found him. Sitting there, smoking.

"Jaeger! You can't smoke in school!"

He turned around to see her, still having the cigarette between his lips.

He then ignored her, returned his gaze back to the wall.

His uniform was messy. And he had a red scarf around his neck for some reason.

"Jaeger, stop! Or I'll call the teachers!"

"Fine. Stop nagging." - He grunted, finally put his cigarette down.

"I'm taking these." - She took the opened box from his hand "Oh my god you had used half of them!"

"None of your business. Can you leave me alone?" - Still cold voice, he raised his eyebrow, clearly annoyed.

"You're my classmate. I can't let you addict to this."

"We don't even talk before, Ackerman. You don't need to act nice."

"I'm not acting nice! I'm truly caring about your health, and..."

"And what?" - He put his - for now, last - cigarette to his mouth again.

"You...you didn't smoke, til not very long ago if I'm right. There must be a reason, right?" - She lowered her voice.

He stayed silent, as a yes. He breathed out a smoke.

"What's that scarf for?" - She asked.

"Cover up the smell of the smoke. Won't be good if it get to my uniform. I'll hide it later."

"Well, good way to hide from teachers and classmates." - She smirked, like a crazy idea crossed her mind.

She pulled the scarf out forcefully from him. Faster than he could react.

"HEY!" -He growled.

"I'm taking this. Stop smoking. Or when you walked out, teachers will smell it."

"You bitch..." - He cursed.

"See ya." - She quickly hid the scarf in her bag then ran off.

He put away the cigarette, stood up and stomped on it, making sure to turn off the fire.

He picked up and threw it to the trash can, which was pretty far away, but he still succeeded.

"Annoying girl." - He muttered.


They didn't talk during class at all. Sometimes she could feel his gaze piercing right at her.

She giggled somehow.

She made her way to his corner right after class, sat where he sat yesterday.

"Oh you." - He frowned, totally irritated when he arrived, seeing his seat stolen.

"Can I join you?"

"Do what you want. You're not gonna listen to me anyway."

He threw his bag to the ground and sat down next to her.

"Here."

She took out from her bag a small box.

"What is this?" - He was confused.

"Chocolate Cigarettes. Well it is purely made from chocolate."

"Why are you -"

"Use these instead of the real ones."

"I'm not a kid who likes to eat choco-"

Before he finished, she shoved one chocolate cigarette into his mouth.

"Try."

He took the first bite and it wasn't bad. He ate it afterward.

She laughed.

He was stunned for a moment.

The class prefect had never laughed like this.

"It is supposed to be used like a real cigarette, hahaha. You don't just eat it."

"But it's...tasty. Not like the real deal."

"I'll guess you can use these however you want. Just don't smoke."

Then they returned to silence. But there was no awkward feeling. Both felt relaxing, calm and peaceful.

And it went on like that for a week or more. Both would just sat there, talked about silly things sometimes, but most was still enjoying the silence.

She handed him the chocolate cigarette everyday. He still ate the whole right away. And she would still laugh.

Everything was simple, but never boring.

They enjoyed this.


They would never waste any seconds after class. They ran to this corner right away.

This time she beat him.

When he came, she already sat there, a familiar box in her hand.

"Here." - She offered it.

"Thanks." - He sat down.

"I get why you like this corner now." - She smiled.

"...Ackerman, do you -"

"Call me Mikasa."

"Ummm...yeah...so, Mikasa...you...want to hear my story?"

He didn't know why he said that. Tense went through his body as he waited for his answer.

"Of course. I asked you to from the very start "

He didn't expect her to say yes. He was happy, really happy.

"Right, sorry. No one cared before, so..."

"I care now, ain't I?"

And the story went on. His mom passed away recently. And his dad had neglected his jobs, got drunk and said many stupid things to him.

So he wanted to avoid his dad.

He spent his time at school or a random place outside til midnight. But he still thought about bad things at home.

He smoked since it helped him forget the sorrow, even for just a second.

"That's the story. I'm pathetic, right? A coward running away by smoking. I'm -"

He was cut in as he felt her arms wrapped around his neck, a weight felt onto his shoulder.

"You bare loneliness all this time, don't you?" - She whispered.

"I... I guess I am..."

"I'm here now. You can talk to me. I won't let you suffer this pain alone."

He didn't know why, but he found himself wrapping his arms around her as well, pulling her closer.

"Your dad, he just lost someone he loved so much. He is in great pain as well. Talk it out with him. Please. What you're doing right now is killing both of you. You both need to move on, for your mother's sake as well."

"Without mom, I don't feel like it's home anymore."

"You and your dad can make into a new home. Now you two only got each other left. Treasure your time together, or else...you may regret it. Regret wasting time."

She gently patted his back and he squeezed her. She could feel tears rolling down her shoulder.

"I'm here, Eren. You can talk with me anytime."


The day after, she disappeared right after Mr. Levi said "dismiss".

He was curious, but figured he would find her in the corner soon anyway.

"Hey Eren. You seem cheerful today." - Armin, a friend who sat behind, said.

"Kind of. Oh Armin, you are a prefect, right?"

"Yeah. Anything?"

"Do you guys have a meeting today? Mikasa seems to be in a rush."

"No we don't."

"Oh. Thanks. Maybe her family called." - He said bluntly his thoughts.

"Mikasa doesn't have family. She lived alone."

"What?!"

"Her parents passed away in an accident when she was young already." - He suddenly looked at the clock. "Sorry I had cram school."

"Oh it's okay. Bye."

"Bye."


He sat in the corner. She was late. An hour late.

He had spent like half of the time thinking about what she said to him.

She had no family. And he still had one. Yet he acted miserable in front of her.

How selfish and thoughtless of me, he thought.

Could she hate him because of it, he wondered.

The thought of her not coming here anymore scared him.

He didn't know when her existence here had become so important to him.

No...it was her that had become important to him.

Very very very important.

Maybe it was her laugh that amazed him. How beautiful she was.

Or it was her kindness toward him though they were pretty much stranger.

She didn't give up trying to help him.

She cared about him.

He started to sulk, messed his head with the fear of not seeing her anymore.

"Eren, what ARE you doing?" - A confused voice spoke up.

"Mikasa!" - He jumped in joy.

"Why are you looking so sad? Oh my Gosh! Things didn't go well with the talk yesterday?!" - Ahe gasped.

"No no! We visted my mother's grave yesterday. We talked it out there."

"I see. Thanks God." - She sighed in relief.

"But I had to apologize. I heard about your family. I was selfish and thoughtless, sorry."

He attempted to bow his head very low but she stopped him.

"Hey I didn't think about that at all." - She chuckled since she could feel his trembling body through the touch. So that was what troubled him, she thought.

It was cute.

"Really?"

"Really. I just want you to be happy. That's all. I didn't compare anything."

"Then why are you late? I thought you were avoiding me."

"I went to buy this." - She took out from her pocket the regular box "I forgot to buy it beforehand. Sorry."

"Mikasa. I don't need this anymore. I'm over smoking."

"Really?" - She screamed happily.

"Really. Thank you."

"Well then I guess I could give you this back." - She pulled the red scarf out of her bag.

It looked new, washed and smelled great.

"You know what? Keep it."

"Huh?"

While she was surprised, he took the red scarf and wrapped around her neck.

"Ere-"

He pulled the two ends of the scarf. She was pulled in and her words were stopped as his lips placed over hers.

"Is this okay?" - He murmured after pulling out.

"Yes. If not I would have slapped you" - She giggled then leaned in to kiss him back.

He acted so tough but he was a gentle, somewhat dense guy.

Maybe that was why she came to like him.

They shared a deep long kiss. It was fresh, pure, and somewhat magical.

"I heard my dad described how he feels about mom yesterday. You came to my mind immediately. I realized I had...fallen in love with you." - He blushed.

"That's cheesy." - She teased though her face was red as well.

"Hey!"

"I'm not finished. I like cheesy."

She smiled and then he felt that curl of her lips pressed over his lips, passionately.

"I love you too."


Yeah that was long. I'm Asian so my vacation for Lunar New Year lasts one more week.

I had a ninja AU but I may not upload it :( My writing may suck.

Thank you for reading.

Oh and I'm a Jesha shipper now ~ Expect their fanfiction in the future.