"Do you remember that day, Levi?"
Her golden eyes looking at him so sweetly. He didn't show it, but on the inside, his heart sank and beat heavily.
Her sleepy smile and overall pleasant demeanor made him feel warm, though that day for him was rather aggravating.
She kept her smiling face as she gripped the blades tighter, her legs preparing to run, her eyes starting to well up with tears.
"That day when you rescued me from outside the walls?"
(Weeks prior)
"Amelie Bellerose, quit playing around, that equipment is not for recreational use!" The lively girl rose back up with a smile on her face.
"I can't help it, I like flying." She covered her mouth but couldn't stifle the giggling. With her dark hair in 2 braids, she indeed looked like a child at play time.
"These harnesses are for training new recruits on using the maneuver gear, not so you can pretend to be an idiot bird." Her smile disappeared slightly at his harsh words.
"That wasn't very nice of you, Levi." The older man retained his dead pan expression and said nothing.
She released herself from the harness, dusted herself off, then turned to smile at him.
"It's okay though, I know you're just keeping me in line. I am a bit of a delinquent." Never opening her lips, she smiled big until her eyes were closed, and with a sigh of relief, she walked off.
Once she was out of sight, he exhaled as he felt awkward chills run down his spine. He leaned against the harness pole and slid to the ground. "You are a delinquent." He said quietly as he began to remember the first days of her training. She may be unfocused and slightly juvenile now, but back then was even worse. She made her little puppy crush on him no secret, and her being quite a young girl at the time was not only inappropriate but uncomfortable. The only thing worth mentioning was her innate sense of cleanliness. Having come from an undomesticated way of living, she kept her room rather spotless.
"I've always wanted to have a modest living. Sticks and leaves weren't going to excuse me from being tidy." She always had such a smile on her face, even that day he rescued her, still smiling ever so sweetly.
"Corporal, it's time for us to meet." Said a fellow comrade.
"Yeah yeah." He stood up, dusted himself off, and began on his way.
"But you are my favorite delinquent to mess with."
Several years ago, on a day where the sun shined brightly and the spring air was fragrant with the smells of nature.
Amelie Bellerose, at the age of 16, was enjoying the warm and splendid day. With her little sister, Christelle, merely 11 years old, they gathered flowers to make little crowns and daisy chains. They were often told to not wander off, as it would be dangerous for children to be seperated from their families. As Amelie grew older, she began to resent her parents warnings. The vast fields of green and trees enticed the explorer in her. But she was only allowed so many feet away from the group. Hers was not the only family, there were a couple of others as well. There weren't very many kids her age, save for one individual named Roman Petrov. Roman was an older boy, just a couple weeks shy of 19, and his affections for young Amelie were anything but less than implied. Roman was a handsome boy, ash blonde hair, hazel eyes, and he smiled a lot as well. Amelie however was quite bashful towards him. She did not share the same feelings for him, but it was different having somebody not of her blood giving her attention.
"Amelie! lookit!" Christelle wasn't good with words, but she was able to grab her older sisters attention to witness the butterfly perching on her delicate finger. The color scheme of the wings captivated both Amelie and Christelle, the golden yellow in sharp contrast to the black lining. It flittered away into the sky, and Christelle wanted to chase after it.
"Don't go too far!" Amelie called out to her younger sibling. She watched as Christelle jumped about happily trying to recapture the small wonder.
"I remember you being that young." said a familiar voice. Amelie turned around to find none other than Roman smiling at her.
"You liked to play with whatever small creatures would come around try to keep them as pets. You'd get so upset when they'd run off, but I told you that they had families too and you felt so guilty keeping them" She smiled back at him. He extended his arm to gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear, staring at her with loving eyes. She started to feel a little uneasy, but still kept smiling. Suddenly it got quiet. And the feeling of uneasiness intensified when Amelie turned around and her sister was nowhere to be found..