Author's Note: Hi readers! The Ymirage here. I am an insane fan of Attack on Titan and always want more in depth scenes with the various relationships within the manga/anime. Therefore, I decided I'd write a collection of shorts, mainly between Eren and Mikasa before and during the manga. However, If you particularly ship another couple or want a particular scene, just tell me in the reviews and I'll see if I can incorporate them into the story. I will always read prompts and if one sounds interesting, I'll write a bonus chapter (maybe even a full story). However, they should be plausible ships, no Eren/Levi or Levi/Erwin cause that'll never happen (sorry yaoi fans). I will accept prompts for smut (if it's reasonable), but the focus is on plot and development, so there will be no mindless f***ing in any stories. Anyhow, enough of my babbling.

Rating: T for this chapter (for darkish themes and language)

Year 844 – Before the fall of Shiganshina

"Mikasa, there it is."

The oriental girl's eyes glanced up, taking in the neat wooden house. It was well situated, with a decent view of the town, but far away enough to be quiet and peaceful. The sides were built with wooden logs, crisscrossed and pillared for maximum support. It looks just like my home… Mikasa reflected. Her eyes began to water and waver, as the 9 year-old recalled the previous day's events.

"Eren, do you know where your mother is?" Grisha softly asked.

"I think she's in the back," the brown-haired boy replied, "Should I introduce Mikasa?"

"Erm… why don't you show Mikasa the inside" his father nervously replied, "Make her feel welcome, she needs some rest. I need to talk to your mother first about what happened."

Eren nodded and lightly took Mikasa's hand, leading her through the front door. As he glanced back to her, he noticed the tears forming in her downcast eyes. She's been through a lot recently… he thought as he approached her and took one end of the maroon scarf he had wrapped around her the night before. With a gentle touch, he dabbed both of her eyes with the soft material.

Mikasa gazed at the sympathetic brunette standing in front of her. Her internal pain momentarily lifted from his kind act. They had only known each other for a day, but she felt as close to him as she was to her parents. He was the one positive light in the darkness that had consumed her life, this little boy who had mercilessly stabbed the shit out of the two kidnappers in her house, helped her enact revenge on the third kidnapper and after all that, wrapped that lovely, warm scarf around her neck and instantly taken her as an adopted sister. They didn't even know each other, yet he had killed for her life.

Having lightened up Mikasa's mood, Eren retook her small hand and began showing her around the house, which Mikasa would quickly recognise as home.

Meanwhile…

"Sweetie, how was the appointment?" Carla Yaeger questioned when she noticed her husband walk into the drying line.

She hung up the final sheet and walked over to embrace her husband, but quickly noticed something amiss with his expression.

"Carla, something terrible happened," Grisha finally said as he moved closer towards her, "The situation is complicated, but I need you to trust me."

"What happened? Is Eren okay?" Carla replied, concern encompassing her face.

"Eren isn't hurt. But, the Ackerman's are…are…" Grisha couldn't get the words out without stammering.

Carla moved in and softly caressed his cheek with her hand. "Are they sick?" she inquired.

"No. They're are both dead."

"You can have my room," Eren offered as he showed Mikasa into his small bedroom. It was plainly set; a largish bed, small table, two red-oak cupboards and three stools. Mikasa wandered into Eren's abode. So this is where she would stay.

Eren eyed Mikasa as the shy girl inspected the room. It was the first time he had really talked much to a girl, let alone had one inside his room. She is quite pretty Eren thought, gazing at her raven-coloured hair. Feeling as though the boy was watching her, Mikasa turned around and gazed back at him.

An awkward silence filled the room as Eren and Mikasa stood apart, staring uneasily at each other.

To Eren's undivided relief, Mikasa quickly broke the tension, timidly asking, "Umm…if I'm taking your room, where will you sleep?"

"Shit…I didn't think about that." Eren cursed, "Uhh…I'll sleep on the couch or something. Don't fawn over it." The oriental girl tried to protest, but he insisted, "You need rest more than anyone here."

That seemed to work, as Mikasa simply nodded and sat down on the bed.

Grisha's voice rang out "Eren! Could you bring Mikasa out please? Your mother would like to talk to her!".

"Come on, let's go," Eren sighed as he tugger on the girl's small sleeves, beckoning her to get up and come with him. Second time I've done this he thought.

As they were about to exit the room, her small voice piped up again and startled him a little when he fully realised what she had said.

"Eren…would you mind if we shared a room?"

Author's Note (AGAIN, I KNOW): Alright, so this was kinda short and I really like the cute fluffy scenes. GET OVER IT! Anyhow, this was just an excerpt I wrote to get into the flow of writing again. If you liked it, leave a comment or prompt, cause I suck at coming up with ideas all the time. I'll try and update this whenever I can, but I'm in my final year of high school and I want a good course at uni…so don't be expecting it every 3 days or something. Also, remember that this is a joint account. If you like games or FairyTail, feel free to leave your prompts here, because my fellow writers Nebuleer and Katty will be writing about those.

Have a lovely day.

And week.

Just…have a lovely life. Yeah that sounds good.

The Ymirage