Author's Note: So as you guys noticed I'm doing a lot of improving and editing to this fanfic, so keep an eye out for them

It was morning, Eren stirred. He opened his eyes to see Mikasa was curled up in his arms. He looked down worriedly, as he gently stroked her hair.

They had a long tough night. After the police arrested the gang members, Mikasa had a bad night.

She had a bad nightmare that caused her to break into a violent fit. She even hurt herself, by banging her head on the wall in her sleep.

It was so bad, Eren thought it was a seizure. The family went to the hospital, and the doctors gave Mikasa a medicine to completely knock her out so she could get much needed sleep.

They got home at 3 in the morning, and Mikasa had been out like a light since.

Eren glanced over at the clock, it was 10 in the morning. Also it was Saturday.

He then carefully untangled himself from Mikasa, and got out of bed. She remained dead limp in bed.

Eren very gently brushed her hair out of her eyes, and tucked her in.

He also made sure her anime doll was by her. She still wore that red scarf.

Eren sighed softly, and went downstairs. Carla was making breakfast, and Grisha had went to work.

"Hey mom", Eren said. "Eren? I didn't expect you to be up yet", Carla admitted, surprised.

Eren walked into the kitchen, sitting down. Carla looked at her son worried.

"Is Mikasa still sleeping?", she asked. "Yeah, but shouldn't we wake her to eat?", Eren asked.

"It's best we let her sleep. She could be out for a couple days. She's just been through something...horrible", Carla cringed a little as she said this.

No one could get over yet what happened last night.

Eren nodded, he turned the TV on, and the news was on.

He then gawked, seeing their neighborhood on the TV.

"In this seemingly peaceful neighborhood, a double homicide happened around 8 PM last night", the newest caster announced.

Carla watched as well, anxiously.

"In this neighborhood, the bodies of Herrick and Akane Ackerman were found, shot in their home. The killers were indeed caught. They were wanted gang members from several towns away", the news caster continued.

"In the middle of this brutal crime is a young 9 year old girl who was left parentless. A close friend and neighbor of the family decided to take her in".

Eren clicked the TV off then. "Mom...", he said then. "Yes Eren?", asked Carla.

"Why? Why would they do something like that? Mikasa's parents...never hurt anyone", Eren said.

Carla sat down beside her son then.

"I don't know honey. Evil people live in this world, and they will target any innocent bystander, for no logical reason", she replied.

"I'm just so glad Mikasa is okay...", Eren admitted. Carla looked at her son softly.

"Eren, it was very reckless and stupid what you did last night...", she started.

"I know mom, but if I hadn't gotten there, Mikasa would hav-" Eren started but his mother cut him off.

"But", she cut him off gently. Eren stopped, looking at her.

"I'm very proud of you. That was extremely brave, what you did", she said then.

Eren looked at her. "Eren..let me ask you something", Carla said. Eren nodded, listening.

"How do you see Mikasa? As a sister...?", asked Carla. Eren hesitated. "Not as a sister...", he replied.

"I never saw Mikasa as a sister. That would just feel weird...", Eren admitted.

"Okay, I understand son", Carla smiled. It was clear to both Carla and Grisha the two children had a crush on each other.

And even though they were still young, Carla decided not to legally adopt Mikasa. Because she knew it would make both Eren and Mikasa feel strange being adoptive siblings when that isn't how they saw each other.

But despite this, she would still treat Mikasa like her own child.

The next three days were quiet. Mikasa slept that entire time.

Eren sat at her bedside worried. "Dad, she isn't in a coma is she?", he asked, fearfully.

"Don't worry son. She's 9 years old, she just saw something beyond horrific. She is going to be both physically and mentally exhausted. I'm sure she'll wake soon", assured Grisha.

Grisha left the room, as Eren refused to leave Mikasa's side. It was Monday, but Carla let Eren have today and tomorrow off to stay with Mikasa.

Mikasa would not be returning to school for at least a few weeks.

Mikasa slept soundly, on her back. Her black hair spread out on the pillow. Eren looked at her worried, he then gently took her small hand in his.

He held it when suddenly he felt her hand squeeze his.

"Mikasa?", Eren saw her stir. Mikasa's eyes opened, she looked around tiredly.

"E-Eren...?", she asked weakly, she sat up.

Eren smiled. "Hey...welcome back Mikasa", he said. Mikasa's head was still foggy, as she glanced around the bedroom.

"What time is it?", she asked.

"It's Monday, 3 PM", replied Eren. Mikasa looked a little surprised, but not that much. She had this new expression. A nonchalant look.

Eren's smile changed to worry. "I bet you're starving", he said. Mikasa gave a very small nod, looking down, her hands in her lap.

Eren looked down softly, he got up to let his mom know Mikasa was awake.

But when he went to leave her bedside, Mikasa suddenly grabbed his hand. "Eren!", she cried.

Eren blinked, taken aback. "Mikasa? What is it?", he asked. Mikasa didn't say anything, she just gripped his hand more.

She had this look in her eyes. Eren looked at her worriedly.

"Are you okay to get out of bed?", he asked. He figured her legs might be a little bit numb from sleeping for three whole days.

Mikasa nodded softly, she got out of bed, and instantly clung to Eren.

"Easy Mikasa, you're okay", Eren assured worriedly, he gently patted her hair as they made their way down the stairs.

As they walked down, Eren paused.

'What the hell did I expect when she woke up!? For her to be cheerful?', he thought, shaking.

It was so obvious. Mikasa was broken. Mentally and emotionally. She was no different than a broken China doll.

And she would be broken...for a very long time. Mikasa would never be the same person again.

"Eren...?", Mikasa snapped him out of his thoughts, looking at him.

"Oh, sorry Mikasa", Eren gave her hand a gentle squeeze as they made it downstairs.

They entered the kitchen, where Carla was. "Look who's awake", Eren said.

Carla looked over. "Mikasa! Hey sleepy head!", she gave a kind smile.

"Hello Mrs. Jaeger", Mikasa said, her voice quiet. "Mikasa, you're family now. Just call me Carla", Carla assured.

Mikasa didn't say anything, still clinging tightly to Eren.

"I bet you're hungry sweetie", said Carla.

"Why don't you go take a shower and get dressed while I cook? I bought you a ton of new clothes. Eren, go show her where the bathroom is", Carla said.

Mikasa nodded, she started to go up.

"Eren", Carla's voice lowered before he followed her. "Mikasa isn't going to be the same for a long time...but it's best to keep the mood cheerful, the poor girl needs happiness in her life right now", she whispered.

"Right, got it", Eren understood.

He went back up with Mikasa. "As you can see Mikasa, mom went and made you a bedroom", Eren opened the door.

Mikasa's grim eyes widened a little in a surprise. Carla had went all out with decorating it. It had a soft big bed with a pink quilt, a nightstand with a lamp, a dresser, a computer desk with a laptop, a shelf of books, a TV, a closet, and tons of nice clothes.

Also all of Mikasa's personal belongings were there too.

"Whoa..", Mikasa said softly. "Truth be told, mom always wanted to have a daughter. But after I was born she couldn't have anymore kids", explained Eren.

"Why?", asked Mikasa softly. "Well, health reasons...but hey Mikasa, if you still want to sleep in my room, it's fine. This is just for well, your stuff", Eren assured.

Mikasa nodded. She picked out a white shirt, a pink soft jacket and dark blue jeans.

"So here's the bathroom, sorry if it's a little small", Eren showed her where the soap and shampoo was.

He set a stack of towels for her.

"Okay, that should be everything", he said. He went to leave.

"Eren!", Mikasa suddenly cried, as she gripped his arm.

"Mikasa?", Eren looked at her confused.

Mikasa hesitated nervously, she bit her lip, but didn't loosen her tight grip on his arm.

"Please don't leave...", she simply said. She was suddenly trembling. Eren gulped. But at the same time he also felt his heart break.

Mikasa was truly traumatized. She couldn't handle being away from Eren. He was her source of true comfort.

"Mikasa...come on, you don't want me in the bathroom with you", Eren said softly.

"Just don't look...but don't leave", Mikasa said shakily. Eren hesitated. But they were just little kids, so he gave a small nod.

"Okay, I won't look", he said. Mikasa nodded, her trembling eased. Eren turned around and sat on the sink.

Mikasa got undressed, and gently unwrapped her red scarf. She neatly folded it on the laundry basket, and turned the shower on.

She stepped in, closing the curtains. Eren blushed a bit, as he sat on the sink, waiting patiently.

After a few minutes, Mikasa got out. She dried off and quickly got dressed, wrapping her scarf back on.

"Okay I'm dressed Eren", Mikasa said. Eren jumped off the sink.

"You feel a little better?", he asked smiling. Mikasa gave a small nod, as she instantly clung to him again.

Her hair was still soaked. "Silly, you're going to catch a cold if you don't at least dry your hair a little bit", Eren took a towel and gently dried her hair for her.

Mikasa blushed, letting him.

The two soon returned downstairs.

"Well, it looks like your father forgot to buy groceries again, so its takeout tonight", Carla sighed, annoyed with her husband.

"That's okay", Mikasa said softly. "That's even better! Let's get pizza!", Eren grinned, excited.

"Now Eren, let Mikasa choose", Carla said firmly. Eren looked at Mikasa, who looked back.

"I'll have what ever Eren wants", Mikasa said then. "What? No, hey Mikasa, really! It's your choice", Eren said, worriedly.

"It's okay. I like pizza, and besides, I want to see you happy Eren", Mikasa assured.

"If you're sure sweetheart", Carla said softly. Mikasa nodded.

"YES! Pizza!", Eren cheered then. Mikasa then gave a very small, but clear smile at him.

"Eren shouldn't you go get a shower yourself?", Carla asked then. "Okay fine, extra cheese mom!", Eren said, seeing her get the phone.

"I know", Carla said. Mikasa watched Eren go upstairs, she followed.

Eren got into the bathroom, he undressed and stepped in the shower. He washed his hair first. It was quiet, almost...too quiet other than the shower water running.

Eren blinked, it almost felt like someone was watching him through the shower curtains.

For a second he almost felt like he was in a horror film. He shrugged it off though, and finished up.

He turned the water off, reached his hand out for his towel. He reached around, unable to find it, not looking.

"Where did I put it?!", he growled. Suddenly, someone handed it to him. Eren blinked, but he wrapped it around him, and opened the shower curtains.

As soon as he opened them, he suddenly yelled.

Mikasa was sitting on the laundry basket, just watching blankly.

"MIKASA!", Eren yelled, extremely red, as he fell back into the bath tub.

"Eren?", Mikasa asked cutely, not really at all phased.

"What...what are you doing in here?!", Eren asked panicked, as he got dressed very fast.

Mikasa didn't answer. "I'm sorry Eren", she said sadly then, looking down.

Eren was still blushing, but his expression softened. "No hey, it's okay...", he soothed worried, as he finished getting dressed.

He slipped his sweater on, and went over to her.

Eren should have known she would sneak in. He had become her magnet. And would be her magnet for a long time.

Mikasa needed to be by his side, the same way someone needed air to survive. Without Eren, Mikasa couldn't function right.

"I'm not mad Mikasa, you just scared me, that's all", Eren assured her. He took her hands gently.

Mikasa nodded softly, the kids soon returned downstairs.

By late at night, Eren and Mikasa slept soundly in bed. Mikasa was cuddled close to Eren.

Eren slept soundly, until he awoke to Mikasa's feet kicking him. Eren stirred, and his heart sunk.

Mikasa was clearly having another vivid nightmare. She kicked hard, and was pale. She shook violently, and even cried.

"Mikasa! Wake up!", Eren tried to wake her, but her thrashing suddenly became violent. She suddenly screamed, and accidentally hit her hand against the sharp end of the nightstand, cutting it.

"MIKASA!", Eren grabbed her shoulders then. Mikasa's eyes shot open, as she gasped for air. Her heart was racing in her chest.

She looked around the room fearfully, dripping with sweat.

"Easy...easy...shhhh", Eren gently stroked her hair as she caught her breath.

"Look at me, you're safe Mikasa, I'm right here", he soothed. Mikasa's breathing calmed down, as her tense body slowly relaxed.

"Eren...?", Mikasa blinked the wetness out of her eyes, and she suddenly winced, just feeling the stinging pain in the cut on her hand.

"Let me see", Eren gently held it. Mikasa whimpered a little in pain.

"Come on, I'll get it wrapped", Eren and Mikasa went into the bathroom.

Mikasa sat on the laundry basket softly, as Eren got some antibiotic cream and a bandage.

"Okay...this is going to burn a little", he warned as he opened the tube. Mikasa nodded, and closed her eyes.

Eren applied some of the cream on her hand. Mikasa flinched and even cried out in pain.

"Easy, it will stop in a minute, you're doing great", Eren soothed, he then gently wrapped a bandage around her hand.

"Thank you...", Mikasa said softly after a minute.

"You don't have to thank me Mikasa", Eren assured softly.

Mikasa blinked tears from her eyes then. Eren looked at her worried. "I want my mommy back, Eren...", she whimpered then.

Eren's heart broke, as Mikasa couldn't fight back the tears. "I want daddy back too...", she cried.

"Mikasa...I know", Eren hugged Mikasa close, as she sobbed in his arms.

Just then the bathroom door opened.

"Eren? Mikasa?", asked Carla, worriedly. Mikasa looked at her, tearfully.

"Mrs. Jaeger...I...I want my parents back...", she cried. Even though Mikasa understood what happened, she was still just a child, who wanted her parents to somehow magically come back.

Carla's heart sunk, she even fought back her own tears. "You poor baby...", she cried. She hurried over, and scooped Mikasa up in her arms.

Mikasa broke down, sobbing.

Eren followed his mother into the bedroom, as Carla sat on her son's bed, cradling Mikasa like a baby.

"Mom..she saw them...she saw it happen...why...", Eren started to ask.

"She's traumatized...of course she knows, but its only natural she wants them back", Carla explained softly, as she rubbed Mikasa's back.

Mikasa sobbed heavily, clutching a handful of Carla's shirt. "Shhhh, its okay baby, I know...I know", Carla soothed her.

She gently rocked Mikasa back and fourth.

Soon time passed, about 5 weeks. Mikasa was finally mentally stable enough to return to school. Eren decided he took the 5 weeks off too. He refused to leave her side.

But the two were faced with a huge problem. Mikasa was placed in a different class as Eren.

Eren and Mikasa soon began walking to school. The wind breezed gently, as Mikasa clung to his arm tightly.

"Easy, I got you", Eren soothed worriedly. "Eren! Mikasa!", Armin waved. He hurried over.

"Hey Armin", Eren said. "Hey. Mikasa, how are you?", asked Armin concerned.

"I'm fine", Mikasa replied very quietly.

Armin and Eren exchanged worried looks.

"Hey Armin, I'll meet you at school. We're going to take a detour", Eren said. "Okay", Armin nodded.

Eren took Mikasa's hand, as they walked down a different path. Mikasa didn't say anything, simply clinging to Eren's arm.

Finally, they walked passed a beautiful garden. The garden was huge, it even had a small bridge over a small river.

Above the bridge was a Sakura tree. The garden was filled with many different flower beds.

Mikasa's eyes grew wide then. "Eren...what is this place?", she asked.

"It's the public garden. They just had it done a few weeks ago", Eren replied, smiling.

Mikasa gazed around, amazed by it. "It's so beautiful", she mused.

"I thought you'd like it here", Eren grinned. Mikasa very softly smiled at him, nodding.

The two walked over the small bridge, Mikasa still clinging to Eren's arm.

Eventually the two made it to school.

"Mikasa, it's going to be okay, you can see me at lunch", Eren assured. The two stood by the lockers, class time almost starting.

Mikasa didn't say anything, she simply clung to his arm, trembling.

Armin came over then. "Hey guys...", he looked at Mikasa worried. "I can't believe the school put us in different classes", he said.

"I could kill the idiot who made that choice. Mikasa, don't worry. I'll come to pick you up at lunch, I promise", Eren soothed.

"It's really not that bad Mikasa, honest", Armin added, encouragingly.

Mikasa didn't answer either of them, she simply clung to Eren tighter. Eren sighed worriedly, he gently stroked her hair.

"Hey...I'm only going to be one floor down from you. I'll be right under you. Besides, you got this", Eren adjusted her scarf for her.

Mikasa looked at him.

"But..", she started softly. "It's going to be all right. I'll see you at lunch", Eren assured. Mikasa only made a small whimper like sound, looking down.

"I-I'll try", she finally said. "That's a good girl, you're really strong Mikasa", Eren smiled.

Mikasa whimpered slightly. "Eren...hug?", she looked up then, slightly opening her arms.

Eren blushed, she was so cute. Eren smiled, he pulled her close then, hugging her tightly. He stroked her jet black hair.

Mikasa buried her face in the crook of his neck, squeezing him tight.

The two gently broke apart then. "Better?", asked Eren softly. Mikasa gave a small nod.

The bell rang then. Mikasa looked up, fear in her eyes. "That's the bell, we'll see you at lunch Mikasa", Armin smiled.

Eren looked worried, but he waved and went with Armin. Mikasa stood there, she clutched her red scarf tightly and took several deep breaths.

She struggled to keep fro hyperventilating. It was the first time she was separated from Eren ever since her parents died.

But she took a deep breath, and went upstairs.

In Eren's class, he and Armin were stuck with math first period. They had been in the class for about 30 minutes.

"I don't like this Armin...I don't like leaving her alone", Eren admitted quietly, so the teacher didn't hear.

"Eren, she'll be okay", Armin assured. "You don't get it Armin, she's never been more than 2 feet away from me", Eren said anxiously.

Suddenly on the loud speaker which was used to call students to certain areas the school, mostly the principal's office, went off.

"Eren Jaeger to the Nurses office please", it said. Eren stood up almost instantly knowing. He hurried out before the teacher had a chance to say anything.

He ran across the hall, and slid the door to the nurse's office open.

As soon as he did, his vision was blocked by a wave of black hair. "EREN!", Mikasa had thrown her arms around him with such force, they both fell to the floor, Mikasa on top of Eren.

She was hugging him still, her face tear stained and her whole body shook.

"Mikasa...hey, it's okay. I'm here, easy...I'm right here", Eren stroked her hair softly, returning the hug.

He got up then, as Mikasa continued clinging to him tightly.

In the room was Carla, the nurse, the principal and a woman Eren didn't know.

"What happened?", asked Eren worriedly, as he sat down, Mikasa still holding him tight.

"Mikasa had a bad episode in class. She began to hyperventilate and broke down", replied Carla worriedly.

"As a child psychologist, I've convinced the school I believe it's best the two of you stay in the same class, for the rest of your years here", the woman revealed then.

Eren nodded, thankful. He held Mikasa close, as she cried in his arms.

When Mikasa calmed down, they returned to class with Armin. Mikasa's desk was right next to Eren's.