Title: Dispersions of Love.

Series of One-Shots!

Summery: When a certain Corporal falters because of a flu and Mikasa tends to him.

Rating: T, this may change for future chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Snk. If I did either Rivamika or Levihan would be Canon. For sure.


Chapter One. 'Flu, Oh Flu.'


Note: This is going to be a series of Rivamika/Levimika one-shots. I will update when an idea captivates me. Prompts are certainly welcome and much appreciated! The idea for this one just popped into my head and I thought it was kinda cute (not sure how it turned out/pls tell me).

Please enjoy, if you liked it please leave a comment! If you didn't then… you can decide what to do…Have a question just ask/inbox me. Anyways, without further ado…


She notices he wasn't there. He had not shown up for their daily training sessions nor their prioritised meetings. Not in the buzzing cafeteria during lunch break or at their common 'hang-out' spot: on Walls of Rose. He was no where to be seen. It was a rare occurrence.

Corporal Levi had been an organised, 'true to his word' sort of man. A bit too true at times considering that terse, flippant mouth of his. It was precisely out of the ordinary for him to suddenly disappear without a word of notice. Nonetheless, Corporal Levi was missing and Mikasa was growing scrutinisingly worried for the man (her special man). So she resolves in asking Eren, her family(and best friend) of the matter.

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"Eren, have you seen Corporal Levi today?" Mikasa asks in her usual monotone. She had found Eren while sauntering around their training camp area, inspecting the place for a certain, midget Corporal. Eren is doing, unexpectedly, some intensive cleaning. The horses' staple to be specific. Seems like Levi's obsessions are contagious. Though, it isn't necessarily a bad thing, she isn't complaining at the least. Mikasa and Erens' mother -when she was still alive- had constantly forced Eren to clean his littered bedroom. We evidently never succeeded. She was, honestly, quite grateful Levi had knocked some, literally, clean sense into his head.

"Oh, hey Mikasa." Eren acknowledges her, his tone suggests he didn't realise she was there. "The Corporal? No, I haven't. Why?"

"O-Oh, it's nothing, just I h-hadn't seen him around all day so I was wondering..." Mikasa stutters and she doesn't know why. She had been pondering over the subject for quite sometime. Whenever a conversation involves a certain Corporal, Mikasa's heart flutters, often sending chills down to her thighs. Her fingertips go a little numb and she subconsciously pulls her signature scarf to cover her nose and mouth. Not to mention she starts stuttering uncontrollably. It was a mystery and she honestly found it humiliating and annoying.

Eren notices her stuttering but decides to leave it.".. Okay. Well, he is probably just cleaning something somewhere. Who knows what he is cleaning." Eren adds, cringing inwardly, in his mind listing all the possibilities of things the cranky Corporal could be cleaning at the time. "..Have you asked Armin? They might be consulting their plans for the next expedition or something" Eren suggests, trying to at least be helpful. They regularly did that a while back, before their last expedition. Levi, Hanji and Armin would sit around a wooden table sipped tea while advising their ideas or plans. Mikasa knows because she would join them sometimes. She clearly didn't have the brains like Armin's. A mad scientist like Hanji was out of the question, Mikasa never really enjoyed science, and obviously not as wise as Levi. Nevertheless she wasn't dumb either. She was just there if they had missed or blindly overlooked somethings (which ever rarely happens), she would kindly remind them.

Eren points to the direction Armin should be and left to clean the remainder of the dusty staple.

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Once Mikasa reached the pointed direction which lead to the main library of the Scouting Legions fortress, she finds Armin settled himself in one of the rows with a thick book in hand. She also spots a hiding Krista, Connie and the others from the 104th training scout amongst the cluttered books down the rows. She wonders if they were plotting something against Armin, the poor innocent one out of the group.

Armin somehow notices her and waves brightly. She was grateful someone like Armin was one of her close friends. He was like a breath of fresh air, always there in difficult situations, tight spots and moments of weakness. He never makes fun of anyone and took everything seriously which can be amusing at times whenever Jean attempts to be sarcastic, but she was thankful for him being that way. Mikasa walks up to him.

"Hello Armin, I was wondering if you had seen Corporal Levi at all today?" Mikasa asks hopefully.

"Hm.. Sorry, I don't think I have" Armin answers politely "..But come to think of it I think Hanji and Erwin were saying something about the Corporal this morning before I entered their office. You might want to go ask Hanji."

"Thanks Armin. Also… -you might want to be careful. See you" Mikasa left abruptly, leaving Armin with a confused look plastered on his face.

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Mikasa paced straight to Hanji's office, which only took about 5 minutes from the library where she was before. She was growing a little impatient with the missing midget, consequently forgetting to knock the a jared door and barged straight in, in a manner that only Mikasa would look gracious doing it.

Though Hanji doesn't seem to mind. She should have know; Hanji never minds. "Mikasa! Hello my friend. What brings you here?" Hanji lively greets her. "Did you want to decipher my current hypothesis on the reproduction of titans? Or fathom on my brand-new theories? Or get a Titan history lesson? Nehhh, neh, so which one is it?" Hanji bursts out into hysteric excitement.

Mikasa was a little taken by surprise of her energised tone. She likes Hanji, rather she admires her. Always full of excitement and energy in this cruel world, the complete opposite of herself: quite and reserved. Mikasa doesn't doubt Hanji has been through hell before. She has probably seen comrades eaten right in front of her eyes countless times, considering her length of time in the survey corps, yet she stays strong. She is the Scouting Legion's, -humanities- backbone, the brain behind all their successes. It makes Mikasa envious.

"Sorry, that isn't what I am here for, though they sound quite intriguing" Mikasa replied, choosing her words respectfully. As erratic as Hanji is, she's still a loftier rank than her and Mikasa respects that.

"Naww, and I was hoping someone would listen to me since Levi is down with a flu today too." Hanji mumbles pleadingly. 'A flu? Corporal Levi down with a flu?' Mikasa thought perplexed.

"The Corporal is sick?"

"Apparently so, sad is it not? He left a note on his offices' desk this morning. That little midget, sneaking out on my meetings. Hanji snorts "Though as the case may be he most likely really is sick because Levi never uses his health as an excuse. Ever. I actually planned to pay him a visit this afternoon then remembered I had another meeting with Mike tonight…" Hanji blabbered on.

"A-ah, okay. Thank you for your help Hanji. I'll see you later"

"Help? What did I help you with?" Mikasa just left Hanji with her puzzled thoughts.

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Mikasa has been subconsciously pacing around the front of Corporal Levi's room for a considerable amount of time. Inside her head she is contradicting whether to go in or not. On one hand it really was, none of her business. Levi was merely her Corporal, her training partner, nothing more(or so she thinks). On the other hand he was way more to her than that. When he is close by, her body becomes rigid but warmth spreads through her tummy. Their conversations are, quite often, meaningless yet she dreams about them. He calms her down and with him, she feels safe.

She doesn't know if it was just her, if he didn't have the same feelings and she was purely humiliating herself. But she was tired of the uncertainty in their relationship and she chooses to go through with it. *knock, knock.*

She thumps on the door a few times and waits a few painful seconds before she is faced with the person she had been frantically searching for the whole day. Though, for all that, not precisely the way she depicted. His face was visibly hot and red, sweat accumulating around his collarbone. His unceasingly perfect hair, now a chaos. His clothes not the usual neat survey corps uniform along with the cravat but an ordinary sleeping attire of pair of pants and a T shirt. Anyone sane can tell that this man standing a few centimetres away from her is definitely sick.

"What do you want?" Levi asks in a raspy voice (probably from a sore throat), clearly irritated someone had ruined his nap. She sees imaginary veins popping out on his forehead.

"You didn't tell me you were sick." Mikasa states as a matter of fact to her Corporal.

"It was none of your business." Levi argued glancing away slightly, still clutching the door so it is open.

"I waited. You didn't come to our training."

"I left a note for Hanji to pass on. She didn't tell you?"

"No." Mikasa made a terse reply

"..Tch, the shitty four-eyes." Levi cursed before noticing Mikasa's disappointed gaze, glancing back at her. ".. Sorry" he lowly apologises. Of course Mikasa forgives him.

*Cough-cough* The sharp exhale snaps Mikasa out of her thoughts as she sees Levi lean back onto the doorframe for support. She shoots him a worried cast, instinctively reaching out a hand to help support his weight.

"Common, lets go inside" Mikasa makes her way.

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Mikasa brought the two of them inside his room. She doesn't know if it was the appropriate thing to do; barging into her own Corporals room when he is sick, without his permission on top of that. Though that was her own small matter. Levi is sick and he needs someone to tend to him.

Mikasa shuffles Levi onto her shoulder, surprised he weighed quite a bit, before sitting him onto a chair close to his bed. It is the first time Mikasa had been in his room so she takes it all in. The bed, though covers were scrunched up, was unmistakably done up neatly. The vintaged curtains clear of dust and all the furnitures were orderly laid out around the medium sized room. The dim lights gleaming from his bed lamp decorating the room. It was more or less what she had expected of him. Mikasa glances back to Levi.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Do I look like I do?"

'No' Mikasa answers to herself. So she goes into his bathroom and comes back with a damped towel.

"Get on the bed." Mikasa orders.

"Tch. Don't order me around." But he obeys nonetheless. Mikasa allows him to adjust into the bed before places the damped towel onto his forehead. The two remained quite for awhile and Mikasa thought Levi had fallen asleep when he suddenly spoke up.

"…How did you know I was sick?" Levi asks, seeming slightly curious.

"You don't have to know how I knew, I just did." Mikasa teases.

"Tch. Stop annoying me, can't you see I'm sick." Of course she can, anyone can. It is just plain fun seeing Corporal Levi flustered and annoyed and not being able to do anything about it. It was clearly her chance.

"Why are you sick anyways?" She asks genuinely, deciding to drop it.

"Why do I have to answer you." Levi takes his opportunity, and it was starting to piss Mikasa off a little. But then he continues. "..I was training Springer and Keirstein yesterday afternoon before rain poured down." She remembers yesterday's rain, it was unusually heavy.

"So you caught a cold?"

"No. It was when I went to ask for some pills from Hanji after feeling a slight headache. I don't recommend anyone doing that." Levi confessed, obviously paranoid at Hanji. *Cough-cough* Levi loudly exhales for the second time.

"H-hey, are you alright" Mikasa lifts her hand to soothe his straightened back while the other hand reaches out to feel his forehead for temperature. "You're really hot."

".. Of course I am, I'm sick aren't I?" Levi retorts after gaining some strength and Mikasa has the urge to just ditch him then and there, but she doesn't.

"You haven't eaten have you? I'll go get you something."

"— H-hey." But before Levi could say anything she had already left, leaving him with his jumbled thoughts.

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Mikasa doesn't realise this but when she is with Levi, he is calmer. She makes his days more interesting and … fun. Like how she retorts back to his bickers when, to others, he would just scare them away. How she makes their training sessions challenging because she is the only one who can match up to his strength. How she would share his company on the walls, one of the only places they were honest to each other. How she makes him feel reassured. Reassured that someone other than him bared the name of humanities strongest soldier.

*-Squeak* Levi hears the door open and there is Mikasa holding a bowl of, what looks to be, porridge. She settles herself in the same chair.

"Hey, you awake?" And Levi nods curtly. He looks up and locks eyes with Mikasa for the second time that afternoon (first time being when he opened the door to find the least expected person waiting outside his room). Mikasa instinctively becomes very self-conscious. She tries to brush it off.

"W-what?" Mikasa said a little too loudly, cursing herself for stuttering. Levi looks away.

"..Why are you doing this?" As he *coughs up again

"Stop talking. You'll just start coughing up again. Come on eat up" Mikasa heard his question but decides to block it out for now. She spoons him a serve of the warm porridge and hovers it near his mouth. When he doesn't open, she death stares him; one that sends shivers down to humanities strongest's spine. He then obeys her and she knew his pride was hurt.

Levi finishes the porridge relatively quickly, Mikasa observes, 'he must haven't had anything yet today'.

"Are you still hungry?"

"…No."

" A little 'thanks' would have been nice." Mikasa suggests, sarcastically, taking the damped (now warm) towel on his forehead to the bathroom to exchange for a new one. When Levi thinks she is out of earshot he mumbles a barely audible 'thanks'. He doesn't know she hears him.

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When Mikasa exits the bathroom she finds herself left with Corporal Levi soundly asleep. She places the new towel on his forehead and inspects his body to see if he was, in anyway, uncomfortable. When she finds none she sits down in her chair and find herself staring at Levi as she mulls over him. As his chest rises up then down, he was almost an ordinary person, almost. Of course he still likes to have his disputes with her but this time the arguments don't give her a sense of threat. It was almost like quarrelling with a child. His tiny built only adds on to her ideation. 'Though it would be a child that has been through hell', Mikasa reminds herself. She suddenly remembers his question from before, '..Why are you doing this?'.

"…I don't know either…" She finally answers, more to herself.

Mikasa doesn't know how long she stayed in his room but without noticing, she falls asleep leaning onto his bed frame.

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The next day Levi wakes up early to catch the quiescent sunrise through his speckless window. He recalls the incident from yesterday afternoon and chides himself for dozing out like that. 'How humiliating' Levi remembers to his chagrin. Though, deep inside Levi was relieved it was Mikasa and not someone else.

As he got up he spots a tiny memo note stuck to his desk.

To Midget,

I left some porridge in the fridge, eat it.

I have a meeting early today so I can't stay.

Rest and get well soon.

P.S. You can thank me later.

Mikasa Ackerman.

Levi doesn't know if he should thank her or make her clean some horse shit instead. He could practically feel her amusement while scrawling down the note. Nonetheless, he owes her one, this time.

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It was the afternoon and Mikasa found herself alone on the walls, gazing out to the blood-orange setting sun. It had been a long day and she needed some time to clearing her thoughts.

'Levi'.

—Forget that, she was thinking about Levi again. She wonders if he was feeling a bit better yet. Or if he had eaten her porridge. If he had read her little message and how paranoid he must have been. Mikasa muses a snort.

She was too lost in thought to make out the sound of footsteps behind her. She jolts up in bright surprise when someone sits themselves next to her, squatting their legs to sit more comfortably. She turns her head and makes them out to be the same person she was mulling about moments ago; the person she was tending to yesterday: Corporal Levi. She stares at him a little star struck.

"What, I can't sit here?"

"N-no, I mean, y-yes! You can sit here." Mikasa stammered uncontrollably, raising her voice a little too loud.

"What is your problem, why are you shouting?" Levi taunts.

"I-I'm not shouting." Mikasa collects herself.

"Tch, whatever." He mutters.

"… Why are you here," Mikasa says finally, after regaining her composure. "You should be resting."

"I have been, I feel fine now."

"… Then why are you here?" Mikasa asks, almost inaudibly. And Levi holds up her note she left for him earlier.

"'P.S. You can thank me later.' Right?" Levi reads; Mikasa in awe. She only wrote it to tease him. She absolutely did not expect him to take it seriously.

"…So you came to thank me? How did you know I was here?"

"You don't have to know how I knew, I just did." Rivaille repeats her words from last night and Mikasa almost chuckles, missing the fact that he completely ignored her initial question.

The two of them fell into a comforting silence. This was their relationship: always bickering about, chuckling at ones' jokes and enjoying each others company. She didn't need to know the definition of their relationship but as long as they were forever like this, she was happy. She likes it like this.

"… Thank you… for last night." Levi thanks her, for the first time speaking sincerely. Mikasa knew he was truly thankful of her.

"… Your welcome…" Mikasa accepted softly.

They both gaze out to the setting sun, slowly moving downwards. Disappearing second by second, taking away all its glory.

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It is then she understands; She doesn't just like him like this, She loves him like this.

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed that! Any spelling or grammar mistakes please notify me.

I wasn't sure whether to use Rivaille or Levi for the name. First I wrote it out as Rivaille the whole way then decided to scrap it. Maybe because I got into the series through the anime, Levi sounds more natural to me. Anyways, you tell me! Please leave some feedback; good or bad, it warms up my heart. If you read up to here then thank you very much! Have a lovely summer break/or winter for some/. Merry Christmas and have a Happy new year.

P.S It was actually my BD on the 28th of December. You know what that means? My birthday is three days after Levi's *fan girls~*

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