It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly as it rose, and the birds tweeted softly. Everybody was having a good day.

Well, except for a girl in a house on Kako Street. She was curled up on her bed, her body under a soft blanket. She had a maroon scarf tied around her neck, which her face was buried in it. Her black hair was in her face, which she couldn't care less about.

She let out a long sigh, a sigh of raw emotion.

This girl was Mikasa Ackerman. She is a sixteen-year-old who was living with the Jaeger family, who took her in. She was homeschooled, not wanting to go to real school.

She was crying. Crying into her soft and small hands, which she felt had to carry the world. It was hard, very hard. Everybody kept putting more weight on her shoulders. So many expectations of so many people was stressful to carry.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. Mikasa tensed as the blanket was lifted from her head.

"Mikasa…are you okay? Breakfast is ready. Your meds are downstairs," a boy with brown hair and beautiful green eyes said to her, his voice soft.

"Okay…I'm coming…" Mikasa said, looking up at him. This was Eren Jaeger. He had been close to Mikasa ever since childhood. Despite having a short temper, he was very protective and caring.

Mikasa had a tear stained face. Eren took her hands, pulling her up to her feet. He gently pulled her downstairs, and she let him, her blue eyes gazing at him.

When they got downstairs, they entered the dining room. A woman with long black hair and brown eyes was waiting downstairs, sending Mikasa a soft smile.

"Hey sweetie. You okay?" she asked. Mikasa nodded.

"Yes Aunt Carla. Um…is Mira coming over today?" Mikasa asked, sitting down at the table and picking up two small pills. She put them in her mouth, swallowing them with water.

"She is," Carla answered.

Mikasa began eating scrambled eggs, looking down. Eren glanced over at her, worried.

At the age of nine, Mikasa had witnessed her parents brutally murdered. She was traumatized, extremely traumatized.

Mikasa had PTSD and also seemed to have a slight depression. She had been taking medications for it, and also had been seeing a therapist, Mira Sakima, for years now.

She rarely smiled, rarely laughed, and never really talked much. It hurt Eren to see her like this.

It tore him apart, because he knew. He knew she was hiding it. It was completely obvious, so obvious it was sad.

Suddenly, the doorbell went off. Carla walked to the door, looking out the peephole before answering.

"Hello Mira!" Carla greeted. The girl had long black hair that was died white on one side, and was braided to the side, and stunning eyes; the right eye was blue and the left side was hazel.

"Hey Carla. Is Mikasa awake?" she asked, smiling softly. Carla nodded, letting her in.

"Hello Mikasa," she greeted.

"Hello…" Mikasa said back.

"Would you like to go into the other room?"

Mikasa nodded. Eren stopped her before she left.

"What is it, Eren?" Mikasa asked.

"Mikasa…before you leave, I need to know you're okay."

"I am, Eren."

"Okay, Mikasa."

Eren let her hand go, feeling a pang in his heart. She wasn't okay. That was a flat out lie. She wasn't okay, especially not with that look in her eyes.

That sad look.

Eren waited for about forty minutes before Mikasa returned. He immediately got up, walking towards her.

Mira whispered something into Carla's ears before leaving, giving Mikasa a wave as she left.

"Mikasa…are you okay? You have a strange look," Eren said. Mikasa gave Eren a smile that he was sure was fake.

"The doctor said I'm fine, Eren. That means I'm fine."

Eren's heart sunk as she walked upstairs.

He wished she would stop hiding it. It was frustrating to know something is wrong, but having the subject avoided.

Carla looked over at Eren.

Eren sighed, slumping down on the chair.

"Why don't you go talk to her?" Carla asked. Eren sighed once again, sounding angry now.

"She never tells me her feelings. I just…want her to stop using the stupid excuse of the doctor telling her she's fine. It…it makes me so angry that the doctors are drilling that into her head! She is obviously not fine, and is definitely not getting better! It's sad to see her smile like that…that fake smile…" Eren mumbled the last part. Carla gave Eren a sad look.

"Eren…Mira says that she's going to need to share a room," Carla said. Eren turned, surprised.

"She said that she's isolating herself from the world, and it's not helping. She's pushing herself away from everyone else, and it's dangerous to be in there alone for so long. I've never heard of anything like that, but…"

Eren nodded.

"It's okay, Mom. She can share with me," Eren said. Carla smiled.

"Thank you, Eren."

Eren walked upstairs.

"You make me so proud."

Eren found Mikasa was in her room. She was there all day, making Eren very worried, but he gave her space.

She only opened the door when it was sunset, before sitting back down on bed, picking up a container and taking a small pill, one that he never saw before.

"Mikasa? May I come in?" Eren asked. Mikasa looked over, nodding. Eren walked over and sat on her bed, right by her side.

"What kind of meds are those?" Eren asked.

"Oh, Mira gave them to me. They help with depression she says," Mikasa said casually, swallowing one.

"Mikasa…"

Eren hadn't realized he had tears in her eyes until Mikasa noticed.

"Eren…why are you crying?" Mikasa asked. Eren reached up, wiping his tears away.

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

Mikasa opened her mouth, about to speak, when she suddenly yawned, feeling tired.

Eren looked at her, and noticed how she struggled to keep her eyes open. Actually, now that he thought about it, she had been looking tired all day.

"Mikasa…you should get some sleep," Eren stated worriedly.

Mikasa nodded, looking down.

"Yeah."

Mikasa climbed into bed, and Eren began to walk out of the bedroom, when Mikasa caught him by surprise.

"Wait! Can…you stay?" Mikasa asked, looking down with a blush. Eren looked at her surprised.

"Um, yeah. Sure," Eren said, walking over and lying by her side.

Mikasa gazed into his eyes, her eyes slowly closing.

"Eren…thank you…" Mikasa said, passing out. Eren took her hands and massaged them with his thumbs.

"Always, Mikasa. Always."

It was only a few hours of sleeping, when Mikasa's dream came. A horrible memory, one she relived almost every night.

Her dad opening the door and getting stabbed in the heart… Blood…her mother charging with a knife, only to be shot in the head.

Both collapsing to the floor, gasping for air, and watching their bodies fall lifeless.

Mikasa woke up with a horrible scream, tears flooding from her eyes. Eren snapped up, as he awoke.

"Mikasa! Are you okay?" Eren asked, turning to her. Mikasa shook uncontrollably, tears still dripping down her cheeks.

"Eren…My Mom…My Dad…they…they…" Mikasa said shakily, looking at her hands.

"Shhhh, shhhh…I'm here…" Eren said, pulling her into a loving embrace. He softly stroked her hair as she sobbed into his chest.

Eren's heart broke at the sadness she was expressing. It was horrible to see this girl fall apart in your arms. Eren was only coming to realize just how traumatized she was.

Eren gently kissed her forehead, rocking her softly in his arms. He rubbed her back, as she released a soft whimper.

When the crying had finally stopped, Eren pulled away slightly, holding her hands.

"Mikasa…listen…you are not okay. You can't convince me you are. I want to help. I want you to talk to me so that I can comfort you," Eren said. Mikasa looked down.

"I…I just…I don't want to trouble you…" Mikasa said. Eren stared at her in shock.

"What are you saying, Mikasa? That's what I'm for. You're our family," Eren said. Mikasa looked back up at him.

"But…I don't think there even is a way to make it better, Eren. I don't think this is ever going away," Mikasa said.

Suddenly, Eren cupped her cheeks, stroking them. Mikasa felt a blush rise up.

"I know, Mikasa. I'm not saying that it will go away, because I doubt it. But…Mikasa…I…I love you. I've loved you for so long, and I just want to be there for you," Eren said, blushing. Mikasa stared at him, happiness building up in her chest.

"Eren…did you just…?"

Eren nodded.

"I felt this way all along…"

Mikasa smiled. A true smile. A smile that Eren hadn't seen in years.

"Eren…I love you too," Mikasa said. Suddenly, the two leaned in, kissing softly. Mikasa felt more tears run down her face as she gently pulled away.

Mikasa curled up in Eren's chest, and slowly drifted back to sleep in his arms.

It was going to be okay. She was going to be okay. As long as she has Eren, she'll live. Because if she has Eren…

She can pull through anything.

Okay everyone! New chapter coming soon!