Well hey there! I'm back with a new SNK AU! This time, a modern reincarnation AU including my favorite ships Erehisu and Eruri, with a pinch of Yumikuri and Sashaxfood.

Hope you enjoy! ^^

"Wake up sleepy head."

The bump under the blanket groaned in reluctance and curled up, refusing to acknowledge the stern female voice above it.

The raven haired girl above the bump sighed and slowly moved a cup of tea to where she assumed the head of the bump was.

"I made your favorite, peach. Smell the aroma of life."

The bump moved a bit, and soon, blonde hair with bright blue eyes under them peeked out, looking tiredly at the cup. The raven haired girl smiled and sat up a little, giving the blonde space to sit up properly to take the cup. Her hair was a mess and she looked half dead.

"Historia Lenz everyone, in all her grace and beauty," the raven girl teased, getting a glare of Historia, the sleepy blonde girl, in return.

"Mikasa Ackerman everyone, destroyer of sweet dreams," Historia teased back, blowing on her tea.

Mikasa just chuckled lowly and stood up.

"I bet you were dreaming about all these mysterious boys again."

"You make it sound like I'm in a harem," Historia groaned with a small smile. "It's not like that, I told you."

"Oh yes, lots of pretty boys in brown leather jackets and wings on their backs don't sound like a harem at all," Mikasa said sarcastically.

Ever since she was small, Historia always had these weird dreams of another world she was in. An ancient world, with her wearing a military outfit and wings on her back. Many people were in her dream, all their faces blurred out. But when she met Sasha and Mikasa, these dreams became clearer, since the two girls were in them too! The blurred faces had become clear for them, and Historia could see them, see clear interactions between her dream self and them, like them hanging out in what seemed to be barracks made of wood, then later in fancy living rooms around tables with other people with blurred faces ...

But in these dreams, she could see one or two clear figures. While others she couldn't tell which gender they were, or the hair color, two were quite different from the pack: Two brunettes, one girl, one male.

Historia had the pleasure to meet the girl in real life, and her name was Ymir, a tall brunette who in her dreams would force her to chug down beer, or throw her in the snow during heavy blizzards. Historia had a huge crush on that girl in her daily life, and in her dreams, they seemed to be pretty close too, she could see Ymir's face so clearly…

The blonde never gets why these dreams were so precise yet vague, and why real life people were in it. Maybe she put these people in her dreams after meeting them… Or maybe there was more to that.

But Historia never truly dwelled on it, the dreams were pretty vague, since they contained most of time fast interactions with her and the brunet boy she couldn't seem to see the face of. But her interactions with him in her dreams were feeling meaningful, intense, true…

Maybe she'll meet a brunet boy to put a face on that boy in her dreams.

"You're in it too, and Sasha too," Historia corrected out of nowhere as she and Mikasa ate breakfast in their tiny apartment. Thank gods Historia ha dmanaged to find nice roommates for her first at the Shinganshina University

"Hey, you do you Story, but I'm fairly certain Sasha's interest lays in food," Mikasa replied nonchalantly as she munched on her toast.

"Oh my god," Historia laughed to that.

Sasha did always have a preference for bars and buffets whenever they would go out. Even in her dreams, Sasha often would be spotted snacking or passionately eating something.

Mikasa was the one getting the most attention, she had such a slender figure that only a major in sports could have, sharp eyes and a mysterious face, no wonder she got men's attention. Historia suffered from the petit treatment sometimes, most men coming to approach her called her 'cute', which was nice at the beginning, but through time it became a little irritating, she wanted to be considered more as just 'cute'.

"You look like a pretty rich girl who hasn't seen the world yet that's why."

Historia blinked up, closing her mouth as she was about to stuff a delicate portion of noodles in it. She pursed her lips in a pout.

"Do I?"

"Oh yeah," the brunet woman in front of her answered with a deadpanned. "You have a vibe."

Historia pouted, putting her lunchbox back down and looking down. She a felt a little sad to hear that from her crush, Ymir.

"What… What should I change then?" She asked hesitantly.

Ymir shrugged, tilting her head and resting her cheek on her fist.

"Hmm... I don't know. I just can tell that you're not your real you. Maybe you need someone to push that real you out of you."

Can you be that someone? Historia thought a bit hopefully.

Yes, she may a little bit of a closeted hopeless romantic, hoping her crush would be that someone to pick her up like in the movies she'd force her roommates to watch with her on lonely Valentine days. Historia did believe that there would be that someone who'd see the real self of someone, and encourage that self to get out, and be the best version of themselves… Some people would call this true love, Historia would call it 'a series of fortunate occasions' .

"Ymir… Do you think there's someone out there meant for each person? Such as," Historia grew a bit shy, shifting a bit, this felt like a love confession. "A person who... Helps you become the best version of yourself?"

Ymir raised a brow to the blonde's words and let out a breath laugh.

"That's some cheesy crap, but I guess yeah."

Historia perked up happily to that. Yes! Ymir believed in a series of fortunate occasions! Alright, Historia had to work on becoming the best version of herself now! She wanted to show Ymir that she could change her 'vibe' and become a great lady!

But how does one become a better version of themselves? What should she change first?

The thought followed her for the entirety of the afternoon, even as she roamed through the University's halls alone, her head low in thought.

"Hmm," she hummed to herself, trying to think about something she should change first. Maybe her style? Her too proper table manners? The way she talks to people ?

This was easier said than done, being the estranged daughter of Rod Reiss, owner of the prestigious beauty company Fade. She was raised by a mother who barely paid attention to her, and knew her father was quite the rich man with manners. Since she was young... Historia would train alone how to become a proper lady to one day meet her father and show him that she can be a proper lady of the Reiss family. But not before she would be the better version of herself!

"Strength come to me to be a sexy and proper lady!" Historia called out in the hall, holding her fist up as she raced through the hall. Her enthusiasm was so blinding she didn't notice a young man coming from a corner and she ran right into him.

They both stumbled a little, but the young man caught the clumsy enthusiastic blonde before she could fall.

"Do you always yell alone like that?" he chuckled, straightening her up.

Flustered, embarrassed, Historia looked down with a blush and tucked her long blonde hair behind her ear awkwardly. This was so not lady like.

"N-No… I don't usually bump into people either."

"Luckily I caught ya," the boy said, bending down to pick up a flyer he was looking at. Hence why he hadn't seen the energetic blonde disaster race into him. Historia wasn't entirely to blame after all.

"Uhm yes, thank you Sir," she squeaked.

"Sir? I'm your age," the boy laughed, which made the girl look up in shock and interest. Indeed, he had a young glow in his teal blue eyes, short brown hair, a childish yet hopeful smile, but most of all…

"You're awfully tall," Historia grumbled, narrowing her eyes playfully to the young man, who chuckled again to her comment.

"The secret's vegetables," he whispered playfully, holding his hand next to his mouth.

Historia just smiled and huffed to the young man's playfulness. What a funny guy.

"Are you saying this girl's not eating her vegetables?" She said, gesturing to herself.

The young man feigned shock, his hand moving to his chest.

"You're small? I didn't notice," he replied sarcastically with a smile. "So?"

Historia blinked to that reaction and pointed to her face in shock.

"You… That's all? No head patting ? No sweet names calls ?"

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know I was talking to a puppy," the boy deadpanned, raising a brow.

Usually young handsome men would look at her with wide eyes, call her sweet names and sometimes pat her to show off their masculine superiority. This one was a weirdo.

"No it's just… Guys usually do that," Historia blinked up, bright blue eyes wide in confusion.

The boy just raised his eyebrows curiously, a little taken aback by that.

"You know weird guys," he concluded before shrugging and stepping to the side to leave.

Historia was intrigued now. What a strange confident brunet boy! He reminded him a little of the boy in her dreams... Maybe he could be the face she could put on that boy in her dreams! She turned back to watch him leave.

"Uh! What's your name?" she called out a little daringly. Guys usually terrified her, but with this one she felt the courage to be a bit more daring.

The brunet turned back and stopped in his tracks, smiling a little to the girl.

"Eren. You?"

Historia perked up, feeling strangely happy. Not only did she have the courage to talk back, engage something, but the boy answered with an honest smile!

"Historia," she smiled, stepping forward and holding her hand out.

Eren stared down at the hand curiously, hesitating and then reaching out to shake it with an awkward smile.

"You're really something."

Historia blinked a little to that comment, and giggled softly, casting the most adorable of smiles on her face.

"I guess so!"

Eren stared at her with raised eyebrows, curiosity sparking in his eyes. She was quite energetic and yet…

"Ah sorry I mean," Historia cleared her throat, regaining her proper lady composure. "I sure am."

Eren blinked slowly to that change, looking slightly unimpressed but forced a polite smile nonetheless to not throw the girl off.

"See you around then?"

"Most certainly," Historia smiled politely. "What is your major?"

"Tourism. You?"

"Ah, law!"

Eren's shoulders sunk a little to that, narrowing his eyes in playful teasing.

"You bloodsucking lawyers," he said in a dark, intimidating voice.

Historia's eyes widened to that, seeing through his playfulness and her ladylike composure melted once again as she feigned a snobby look with her chin up and a smug smirk on her lips.

"Oh, and how your misery tastes deliciously, my bank account is especially happy."

The two stared at each other in an intense glare contest before both broke into chuckles, and soon laughter. They didn't care if they were looked weirdly by the fellow students, they were engulfed in their goofy little fun.

"Hey ah, not wanting to be forward or anything'," Eren calmed down after a while. "You wanna grab a coffee later?"

Historia perked up to that, enthusiastic to the idea of spending a bit more time with that weird gentleman.

"Sure! Right now, I have to give a few documents to my major's president though," she said, patting her handbag to prove her point.

Eren nodded in understanding and held up his flyer.

"No problem, have to print more of these little babies."

"Oooooh," Historia moved closer to read the flyer. "A new gym opened?"

"Yeah and this one has climbing walls," Eren smiled brightly. "One of my friends is the manager, so I'm trying to promote."

"Ohh, I'll definitely check it out," Historia hummed. "Maybe more stretches will make me taller."

Eren chuckled, shaking his head and putting his hand in a pocket.

"Nah," he said, backing away. "You're fine the way you are," he smiled, starting to walk away, waving his flyer at Historia. "See ya around bloodsucker."

Historia didn't respond. She just stood there, a little struck with awe. She was fine the way she was? Why did these words make her so happy yet… Also anxious? She wasn't 'fine' the way she was. She wasn't enough, never was…

Eren didn't know what he was talking about.

"Pfft," she pouted, turning around to leave, her head low as she thought. She slowly approached the president's office, tilting her head to look at the plaque.

"Erwin Smith. This should be the right one," she mumbled to herself, holding her hand up and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Historia obeyed to the heavy male voice and moved inside, pulling her best polite smile when she saw Erwin Smith standing behind his desk, looking through papers. Historia stood there in shock.

He. Was. So. Tall.

Taller than anyone she's ever met before.

"Please come closer I don't bite," Erwin chuckled lowly when he saw the young girl just stand there in shock.

Historia gulped her shame down and moved closer.

That man… Looked also familiar. Bright blue eyes, an undercut, a stern shaped face and the most fabulous eyebrows she had ever seen.

"Uhm, I came to uhm... Give you the signed documents," she said, pulling the documents out of her bag and handing them to the man.

Erwin sat down as he took the documents and seemed to stare curiously at the girl, as if he was trying to figure something out about her… And then forced a smile.

"Thank you, how have your first days here been so far?" he asked softly, looking through the documents.

"V-Very good Sir," Historia gulped, stepping back. "Thank you uhm... Bye- I mean goodbye."

She nodded her head politely and moved back to leave the room, a little weirded out. Where did she know that tall man from?

The blonde just shook her thoughts off and walked away, getting out of the building and looking up to the bright blue sky with a relieved sigh.

"This… Is going to be interesting."

Back at the office, Erwin was thinking about the girl, his elbows on the table and his chin resting on his hands. His eyebrows were furrowed in thought, clear concern and surprise in his eyes.

"Strange... I feel like I've met you before," his eyes slowly landed on the documents. "Historia Lenz."

Notes:

Voilà first chapter up and we start with Historia! Next chapter, a midget clean freak will show up. ;)

Very short I know but don't you worry, the next chapters will be longer.

Thank you for reading!