Hey again! I just posted the first chapter a few hours ago and already had chapter 2 written so might as well post it up. I'm hoping to post at least a chapter every 2 days or even less, so be expecting some major output! LOL The last chapter was pretty short so I made this one a tad bit longer, and trust me, chapter 3 will be atleast double the size of this chapter, so be ready. I hoped you liked the previous chapter and will continue to read. I also added just a bit more Japanese into this chapter, which I'm sure you will learn very quickly.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this Fic, they come from Hajime Isayam's "Shingeki no Kyojin" which I highly recommend to anyone and everyone. All credit to characters and certain aspects goes to this man. There is also a couple of references in here that do not belong to me either, which are Mamare Touno, and Kazuhiro Hara's "Log Horizon" another manga/anime series I would highly recommend to anyone who enjoys a game-based adventure anime. I also do not own Nissan, the car company.

New Japanese words/Items used:

Hajimemashite: Nice to meet you (all)

Sensei: Teacher

-San: Mr./Mrs.

-Kun: Title that constitutes a closer than starnger or aquitance relationship between people who use this.


"Mikasa, darling," Eren's mother cheerily began, "how are you? I'm so relieved you made it safely, how exactly did you get here?"

"I walked," Mikasa stated with a look of indifference that clearly showed on her face.

"Well then honey, come in and have some breakfast before you start your first day at school."

"No, it's quite alright. I'll be late for classes."

"Nonsense, come here."

"Please, I insist that I'm alright for the time being."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, where are all of your things?"

"It's all right here," Mikasa says, gesturing towards a single cardboard box, that looks like it can carry two pillows at most, and she lifts up a small suitcase in her left hand.

"Is this really all you have?" asks Carla, while she puts the luggage in the house.

"Uh-huh."

We'll have to do something about that later then. Oh, shoot I forgot you were coming today, I should have told Eren to wait."

"I'll walk"

"Wait right here, I'll get th-"

"I'll walk Mrs. Jaeger"

"Okay Mikasa, Itterashai honey."

An "Ittekimasu," escapes Mikasa's lips, almost inaudibly as she walks towards the sidewalk.


A vast amount of eyes were fixated on the black Nissan Silvia S14 making its way into the school's parking lot. Out stepped Eren Jaeger, the teenager that many of the girls were too scared to talk to due to a look of constant anger on his face (although that's just how he looks normally). He is suddenly surrounded by a small, 3-man group of guys. To his left was a kid with a shaved head, to his right was a tall, stocky guy (almost double the size of Eren) and directly in-front of him was his long-time best friend, a short blonde kid with a bowl-cut. The shaved head boy is Connie Springer, a short, but agile baseball player, standing at about five feet, two inches. Next is the tall one, he has short blonde hair on his head and is vice-captain of the judo club, Reiner Braun. Last, but certainly not least, Eren's best friend, Armin Arlert, not very adept at sports but a master of shogi.* As all of the them start chatting about last night's episode of "Log Horizon," Eren catches a glimpse of red in the corner of his eye, and stopped abruptly.

"Eren!" exclaims Armin

"Oi! Eren you still here with us buddy?" Reiner asks, waving a hand in front of Eren's face.

Snapping out of his daze, he replies, "Yeah, I'm coming," as he runs up to catch up with Armin.

"Everything cool man?" Connie inquires.

"Yeah, because I have more hair on my head than you," responds Reiner.

"Wasn't talking to you, muscly muscles!"

Reiner bursts out in fits of laughter," Man oh man we have ourselves the king of insults here!"

"Yeah I'm alright and that was pretty lame Connie," chuckles Eren light-heartedly

"Le-Lets just get to class!" howls a very obvious red-faced Connie.


Connie stumbles into the classroom, followed by a laughing duo of Eren and Reiner, Armin chuckling modestly behind them.

"Oh great it's the baka* trio again." Hitch hissed.

"Shut up Hitch, you talk too much," snapped Annie

"Why yo-"

"Alright students take your seats," bellowed the homeroom teacher, "We have a new student that will be joining us, she just transferred here today, so please be civil and nice to her."

Like dogs at command, most of the guys perked up and stared intently at the door.

A beautiful girl walks through, with her neck wrapped in a dark-maroon colored scarf. She had sparkling, but subtle black eyes, and hair that reached down to her elbow's length.

"Hajimemashite, my name is Mikasa Ackerman and this will be my first day here, I will be in your care," Mikasa stated with a calm demeanor.

The teacher smiled, "Alright, welcome Mikasa, well I'm Erwin Smith, address me as Erwin-sensei if you will, please. You may take a seat by the window in front of Eren there."

Mikasa gracefully walked and sat down in the seat she was assigned in. Eren blushes and looks down almost immediately as she glanced at him for a quick second. In which no one notices but a certain best friend.

"Sensei! I think Jean's abesent," a black-haired boy with freckles points out.

"Oh, why thank you Marco, I almost forgot about the attendence."

Erwin-sensei spends the next couple of hours lecturing about the start and evolution of Japanese industrialization. Eren starts to doze off and leans forward to rest his head on the desk. Taking a big whiff, he smells a familiar scent, but he can't put his finger on it. Looking up, he sees the back of Mikasa's head and he had smelled her scarf. His head instantly connects with his desk.

THUMP!

"Shit," exclaimed Eren, rubbing his forehead, and finally looking up at a serious-faced Erwin-sensei.

"Little outburst and naps in class is exactly why you don't understand the history of our great country, Jaeger-kun!*"

"Sumimasen* sensei."


Lunch hour

Mikasa is chewing on some yakisoba bread* she must have obtained from a local convenience store.

"Um, Ackerman-san*?" a voice behind her asks.

"Hm?" She slowly says as her head turns toward the speaker. There her own eyes widening for just a split-second, as they lock with a pair of green orbs.

"Can I eat lunch with you?" blurted Eren.

"Um…yeah, sure and please call me Mikasa."

"Okay, Mikasa"

Lunch was spent with a significant amount of silence, where the only noise was the chewing of food between them. Mikasa was mostly looking at her food, while Eren looked out the windows, stealing glances at her. The school day continued with a barrage of lectures from different teachers.

"Thank god he's not here today," Eren thinks to himself.

The bell finally rings, signaling the end of the school day.

"Hey Eren wanna go to the new burger joint by Maria Street?" Connie asks, excessively loudly.

"Uh..." starts Eren.

Armin butts in, "No, I think he's busy," he responds as he shoves Connie out of the room, throwing Eren a final glance before he also takes his leave.

"Thanks Armin," Eren whispers. He walks up to Mikasa's desk and asks, "Hey Acker- Mikasa, um do you want a ride home?"

"No I'm alright."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes" Mikasa promptly replies, quickly leaving the classroom.

Eren signs and looks outside, his eyes lazily watching Mikasa leave the school grounds. Coming out of the main building himself, a drop of moisture lands gently on his nose.

"Aw, shit," he says, as drops of rain pour from the sky.


Thanks so much for reading guys, I hope you continue to keep up with this fic!