Author's Note - obviously, these are not my characters. Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin belongs to Hajime Isayama. This story contains lemon between two girls and it gets a little graphic, so if you don't like that, you'll probably want to read something else.

Sasha Braus pursed her lips and bounced on the balls of her feet, unable to stand the pressure of waiting. It had been at least three hours since Hange had hurried off to meet with Erwin. Sasha had been left behind to watch their horses while pedestrians cast anxious, worried looks in her direction. She had expected it, of course - the Survey Corps had quite a reputation and it was naturally disconcerting to see one of their soldiers standing out in the open. She adjusted the hood on her cloak once more and let out a long sigh. Her stomach growled and she winced. She hadn't eaten since she had a small piece of bread several hours ago when Hange woke her up in a panic and said they needed to leave. Hange's horse whinnied and bumped her hand gently. Sasha smiled faintly and patted it on the head. "I know, I know," she said. "I'm tired of waiting, too. I hope we can leave soon."

She felt a tap on her shoulder and let out a yelp before whirling around. She was relived to see that it was Hange. "Squad leader! I'm glad you're back." She said, smiling at her. Hange smiled back faintly, her expression vacant. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting for such a long time," She said, patting Sasha's head. Sasha blushed slightly. "N-no, there's no need to apologize. I understand that it was necessary." Hange nodded grimly. "We have to get back to Levi and the rest of the squad as quickly as possible," she said, stuffing an envelope in the inside pocket of her jacket. "I'm afraid this is extremely urgent. Are you ready, Sasha?" Sasha grimaced, already worried about Commander Erwin's new plans. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes."

"Good girl," Hange said, taking the reins from Sasha's hands and mounting her horse. Sasha followed her lead and the two were soon galloping towards the former headquarters of the Survey Corps outside of Wall Shina. "If we hurry, we should hopefully arrive by nightfall!" Hange shouted back to her. "Okay!" Sasha replied, growing anxious. They were no longer in the relative safety of the town and criminals were known to prowl the woods at night. She gripped the reigns tighter and kicked the horse's sides with the stirrups, willing it to go faster. Suddenly, a terrible jolt threw Sasha off her horse - she heard the poor animal let out a pained cry before she hit the ground hard, landing sharply on her elbow. Pain shot through her arm and her eyes swam with tears. She forced herself to sit up, cradling her injured arm and trying not to cry. "Sasha! Are you okay?" Hange hurriedly dismounted her horse and ran towards her, looking concerned. She knelt down next to her. "Let me see your arm." Sasha hesitated slightly before moving her hand away and extending her arm as much as she could. Hange carefully steadied Sasha's forearm and pulled up the sleeve of her jacket, revealing the angry red swelling around her elbow.

"Can you move it?" Hange asked. Sasha shook her head, biting her lip to hold back the tears. "Tell me if this hurts." Hange held Sasha's wrist in her other hand and carefully tried to straighten her arm. Sasha let out a sharp cry and felt tears slip down her face. Hange let go immediately. "I'm sorry I had to do that," she said apologetically. "It must be painful. I'll have to put a splint on it." Sasha nodded, forcing herself to take deep breaths. "W-what about getting back before nightfall?" She wheezed. Hange shook her head. "It'll be too dark soon, anyway. We'll set up camp here and leave in the morning." Sasha took a deep breath and nodded wordlessly. Hange calmed the horses down and tied them both to a nearby tree. Sasha watched her unpack their satchels, leaning against the trunk of a tree and nursing her sore elbow. She was steadily becoming more and more anxious - it was nearly dark and she was terrified of the bandits who roamed the woods after nightfall. Furthermore, they were sure to worry Captain Levi and the others when they didn't return. Sasha took another deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Letting her emotions get the best of her would be useless. She watched Hange begin to gather fallen sticks and twigs for building a fire. Sasha had never given it much thought before, but she noticed for the first time how pretty Hange was - she admired the delicate curve of her neck and her eyes inadvertently traced over her slender figure. She blushed suddenly and forced herself to avert her gaze. What was she thinking?

Hange lit the fire as soon as the last rays of sunlight had faded from behind the treetops. "Come here, Sasha," she called, beckoning to her. Sasha stood shakily and walked over, sitting down on a blanket next to her. Hange had a medical bag open by her side. "Let me see your arm." Sasha gingerly pulled up her sleeve, grimacing. Hange gently held her forearm and looked intently at the wound. It had become more swollen than before. "I could be wrong," Hange said slowly, "but considering that you can't move it at all, it's probably broken." Sasha flinched and Hange continued, "I'll put it in a sling for now. Here's something for the pain." Hange withdrew a small vial and a needle and syringe from the bag. Sasha cringed - she was terrified of hypodermic needles. "What's wrong?" Hange asked. She had inserted the needle into the vial and was carefully filling the syringe. Sasha shook her head and swallowed hard. "Nothing - I'm just a little scared of needles." Hange steadied Sasha's arm and nodded sympathetically. "That's fine. Just look away." Sasha squeezed her eyes shut and let out a yelp as the cold needle pierced the soft skin of her forearm. "See? It's over now. You can open your eyes." Sasha blinked her eyes open to see Hange's face inches from hers, her brown eyes twinkling with amusement. "That wasn't so bad, right?" Sasha felt herself blushing and sincerely hoped that Hange hadn't noticed. She held her breath as Hange carefully wrapped her cloak around her to function as a sling. Every time her cool fingers brushed lightly against her neck or chest, she felt her face get even hotter.

"There," Hange said, sitting back on her heels when she had finished. "How do you feel?" Sasha smiled at her superior gratefully. "Better," she said. The pain in her elbow had subsided considerably, much to her relief. Her neck was still tingling where Hange's fingers had brushed against her skin. Her cheeks were still warm with embarrassment and she felt a slight ache between her legs. She took another deep breath and inwardly resolved to not let her thoughts get to her. What were these feelings? Sasha scooted closer to the fire and stared into the flickering flames intently. Hange wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, her cool fingers again brushing her neck. "T-thank you," Sasha stammered. Hange smiled. "Of course. Oh - what's this?" Hange brushed Sasha's bangs to the side. Her face was inches away from Sasha's once more. She looked concerned. "You must've hit your head when you fell," Hange's cool fingers lightly touched the bruise on Sasha's forehead. Sasha's palms were sweating and her face had never been so red. "I-I guess so," she stammered. "I'll bandage it for you," Hange said. She pulled a roll of medical gauze from the bag and began to carefully wrap it around Sasha's head, her fingers lingering on the bare skin of her forehead and neck. Sasha couldn't ignore the ache between her legs anymore and she had to bite her lip to keep herself from letting out a whimper every time Hange touched her. What was going on?

Hange let her hand linger on the girl's neck, immensely enjoying teasing her. She had noticed Sasha's blushes and the way she was squeezing her legs together bashfully. Hange ran her fingers through Sasha's ponytail, causing her to jump. Hange laughed. "All done," she said, finishing up and returning the rest of the bandages to the bag. She had teased Sasha for long enough. It was time to be blatant with her. She couldn't resist it anymore - the noises that Sasha had been inadvertently making were absolutely irresistible. Hange sat cross-legged next to the girl, studying her face carefully, admiring the graceful curve of her neck and her lovely brown eyes. "Say, Sasha," Hange said quietly. "Do you ever think about boys?" Sasha let out a tiny gasp. "I- I guess so," she stammered, embarrassed. "There are a lot of boys in the 104th squad, after all," Hange nodded. That was certainly true. She was also well aware that Eren, Jean, and Armin were all quite handsome. However, that wasn't exactly the answer Hange wanted to hear. "What about girls?" Hange asked, her voice almost a whisper. "Do you ever think about girls?" Sasha's eyes widened. "Hange-San . . . what are you asking me?"

Wordlessly, Hange grabbed Sasha's hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Sasha was shocked and let out a muffled gasp, but she didn't pull away - her lips were so soft. She was good at kissing, too - she kissed her gently and slowly, breaking away to trail kisses down her neck, wrapping her arms around her affectionately. Sasha let out tiny whimpers and breathy sighs in response to her touch. Hange slipped a her hand underneath Sasha's shirt, tracing up her back. She found the clasp to her bra and undid it carefully. Sasha let out a tiny noise of surprise as Hange squeezed her breast ever so slightly as she kissed her. Sasha's heart quivered with a strange mix of excitement, embarrassment, and fear. As she fervently returned Hange's kisses, she wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her close.

Hange's hands slowly made their way down to Sasha's hips. Sasha felt her cool fingers unbuckling the straps of her uniform and she let out a breathy gasp as her heart pounded with anxiety and anticipation. She clung to Hange as she gently laid her down, mindful of her injury. She blushed as Hange unfastened the last strap and started pull her pants down. She started to sit up sharply. "Wait, Hange-San-" she was too late, however, and stopped protesting as soon as she realized she was exposed. Hange smirked ever so slightly. "You're practically bare down here, Sasha," she mused. Sasha blushed and averted her eyes, flustered. "I don't like hair." Hange let out a little laugh. "That's okay," she said. She pulled Sasha gently back into a sitting position. Her fingers traced their way downward between her thighs and Sasha let out a moan as Hange touched her, burying her face in Hange's shoulder. "Hange-San!" She gasped, at an absolute loss for words. Hange traced slow circles with her fingers and Sasha moaned, clinging to her, pulling back the collar of her jacket to kiss her collar bone. Hange started to go faster, expertly working her fingers in and out of Sasha, causing her to let out breathy, high-pitched sighs and moans. She was so wet - Hange's heart beat faster with excitement and arousal. She was going to give it all to Sasha. "I can't- I can't take it anymore," the girl whispered, and let out a sharp, loud cry as she came. She collapsed in Hange's arms, exhausted. Hange held her for several minuets, breathing hard, practically aching with arousal. She managed to get ahold of herself and gently helped the tired girl back into her uniform, buckling the straps carefully and adjusting the sling on her arm. Sasha fell asleep cradled in Hange's embrace.

A few hours later, Sasha blinked her eyes open. The sun was beginning to rise over the treetops. She was wrapped in Hange's cloak and Hange was standing over her, smiling playfully, her brown eyes twinkling. "Good morning, sleepy head," she said. "How does your arm feel?" Sasha smiled back her, yawning. "Good morning," she said. "I'm okay for now." The medicine Hange had given her last night had started to wear off, and her arm was beginning to throb once more, but she was sure she'd be able to manage until they returned to headquarters. Of course, she had more pressing matters on her mind, specifically what she had done with Hange the night before. She was worried that their interactions would be awkward, but she realized that she felt quite comfortable and sensed absolutely no rift between them. Hange had doused the fire and packed their satchels back onto the horses when she had woken up, careful not to rouse Sasha from her sleep. She gently helped Sasha stand and guided her to her horse. She mounted the saddle with ease and helped Sasha climb up. Sasha wrapped her uninjured arm around Hange's torso, not wanting to fall off again. Hange smiled and whistled at the horse, urging it forward. She held the reigns to Sasha's horse in her other hand. They made relatively slow progress as Hange kept them at a trotting pace. The castle soon came into view - Sasha saw Armin and Captain Levi hurry out to greet them. Hange waved cheerfully as they rode up to the gate.

"Hey, Shit Glasses. You're late. You had us all worried," Levi said, frowning at her. "Sasha! You're hurt," Armin's eyes were filled with concern. He gently helped her down from the horse. Levi glanced over Sasha and then looked back at Hange. "How bad is it?" He asked. "Bad enough," Hange replied. "She fell off her horse and her elbow is probably broken," Levi nodded. "Armin, take Sasha to the infirmary and look after her for a bit. You'll get back to your chores as soon as Hange and I come up." Armin nodded. "Yes sir." The two watched as he led her away. Once she was certain they were out of earshot, Hange dismounted her horse and pulled out the envelope she'd received from Commander Erwin, handing it to Levi. He ripped open the paper and pulled the letter out, his eyes moving back and forth and his expression steadily growing darker. "I don't like this." He said finally, carefully folding the letter and tucking it inside his breast pocket. Hange shook her head grimly. "Neither do I, but we're out of options." Levi nodded in agreement and glared at her before saying, "I swear, Shit Glasses, I'll put a leash on you if I ever catch you fucking with that girl." Hange rolled her eyes and resisted the urge to pat him on the head. "No worries, pip-squeak," she said cheerfully, leading the horses towards the stables. "I've seen the way you are around Eren. Your secret is safe with me, midget."