OK I'm on hiatus. Sorry. Tests and stuffs, especially CHEMISTRY I hate it so fucking much.

Anyway. New story.

Art / Painting inspired. AU where Mikasa and Eren are in Art Major.


Black and White

Weren't those two beautiful enough?

Well it was the hottest gossip in the art university that a student only used those two colors.

With amazing art style, her painting was all high-rated. The arts seemed to breath life to viewers even with only black and white.

There was criticism, no doubt, but she didn't care at all.

Today was no different. Her monochrome painting got ranked 1st place and placed in an exhibition.

"Mikasa Ackerman" - Placed under the painting.

She decided to come and check her work.

"Hey. I know her art is great but isn't it...getting boring?"

"Yeah. They all look similar."

"She obviously can't use other colors."

"The 2nd place is much better than this."

She was used to this. So she didn't care. She didn't bother to explain.

She just walked away, grabbed her bag and headed to her "safe heaven".


She went to a quiet place. It was a small corner of the school that no one but she noticed, behind fences.

As soon as having arrived, she placed her canvas down, a color palette, two paint bottles and a brush.

Her color palette, as always, two colors with a few mixture of them. Some gray wouldn't hurt.

This was her world.

She painted things that one might not understand, but one other would think it was a masterpiece.

The painting was half finished when she heard a strange noise from behind. She turned back and saw a boy.

"Jaeger?" - She called every classmates by last names. She had no interest in getting close with them.

"Oh Mikasa!" - On the other hand, this boy liked to call the first name as if they were besties and it sometimes annoyed her.

"What are you doing here, Jaeger?"

"Call me Eren. Well I'm looking for a quiet place. The school is so noisy, especially with the exhibition."

"Yeah. But your art got 2nd place. You should be there." - She said as remembering the comparison before.

His paintings were good. She knew that. But they were colorful, lively, different from her.

She could not understand his style.

"Talk from the person who gets first place." - He said sarcastically and sat down next to her, brought out his canvas as well "Mind if I stay?"

"I don't own this place. Do what you want."

Hours passed. Nothing between them beside silence.

When she finished the final touch for her painting, she stood up and cleaned the mess.

He followed and packed up his stuff as well.

"Bye."

She picked her back bag up and attempted to leave.

"Wait!" - He called out.

"Anything's wrong?"

"Stand still."

She was confused but listened anyway. Before she knew it, he used a handkerchief and caressed her cheek with it.

"You have paint on your face." - He said.

"Oh... Thank you."

"You can thank me by buying me a drink."

"Excuse me?" - She raised both her eyebrow and voice.

"Can't?"

"Hey you're asking too much."

"Then how about just go with me? My treat."

"Is this how you ask girls out?" - She grunted.

"Maybe." - He grinned as ignoring her attitude.

"Urghh. If I said no you're gonna stalk me til I say yes, right?"

"Possibly."

"Fine. One drink. That's all."

"Yes ma'am."

"Eren?"


She peeked in the empty room and found exactly what she was looking for.

But he looked frustrated, staring at his blank canvas.

"Eren is there anything wrong?"

She stood next to him and leaned to see his face.

"I got an assignment. I...I can't think of anything."

"What is it?"

"Something new and crazy and extraordinary."

"That's the theme? ...Let me guess. Miss Hanji?"

"Yeah. She seems to enjoy torturing students with weird tasks."

"Do you...need help?"

He finally took his eyes off the canvas and fixed them to her.

"Really?"

"Well...I may not be much help but..."

"Thank you!"

Out of nowhere, he hugged her.

"Hey hey get off me!" - She awkwardly said.

"Oh right. Sorry...I was overwhelmed." - He quickly let her go.

"I'm not familiar with...colors. Can't paint with them. So I'm just gonna help you get the right idea and paint it. I'm sure in your silly brain there's at least one idea that fits the theme. "

"Is that really a compliment..."

"No, of course." - She laughed teasingly.

"You're mean." - He pouted.

"Hey watch your mouth. I'm helping you here."

"Yeah yeah."


That was when the world fell on him.

Exploded, turned to dust.

His painting was destroyed.

The colorful painting was now stained with a huge black in the middle.

This was a work of sabotage for sure. Because the stain looked like someone just throw a bucket of black on it.

"My...my work. The deadline is tomorrow!"

"Eren...calm down. How about we ask miss Hanji to -"

"No! It will ruin my hard work so far. I've never been late. Never!"

"Ok then at least calm down."

She walked towards the painting and touched the black stain.

"It had dried, but still feels a little cool. It was probably thrown up here few hours ago."

"What...what should I do now..."

"I...I think I can help you fix it. If you want."

"Huh?"

"I know you want to finish this assignment alone...but the situation now..."

"No no not that. This...painting, although stained with black, still had many colorful parts left."

"I...I can try my best."

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

The question "Why", which he wanted to ask so badly, was never spoken out.

"Ok then. Let's do this."


His painting was placed in the hall way.

It was a beautiful mixture of black and other colors.

It gave viewers the feeling that the black color in the middle blossom to beautiful colors outside.

Like a cheerfully encouragement that life might be sad, dark and lost, but you could make it lively, happy and beautiful.

"This is quite...extraordinary." - Mr. Levi stood at the hallway, examined the painting.

"I didn't expect such great art from my assignment." - Miss Hanji smiled.

"I heard this is a team work?"

"Yes. Ackerman from your class helped him. She was famous for her black and white style. While Jaeger was the opposite. Even in my dream I couldn't believe those two would work together and create such masterpiece."

"Both of them could learn a lot from each other."

"Agreed. I should do team work assignment more."


"Ready?"

"Is this...safe?"

"Well it's the best way for you to get used to beautiful colors."

"Urghh I have a bad feeling about this."

Both of them were in raincoats, covering their whole bodies.

Hoodies up as well.

Next to them was a bucket of small balloons. In front was a huge white wall.

The balloons contained paints. When thrown at the wall, it would splash the paint out.

All balloons were painted black outside.

"Guess the color?" - He picked up one.

"...Red?"

He threw it and when it hit the wall, red splashed out.

"Yayyy!" - She cheered and started to enjoy this.

She then picked up one balloon as well.

"...Green." - He said.

She threw it and it was blue.

"Nope." - She smiled teasingly.

And he got frustrated.

They threw more and more balloons but she always got the color right, and he guessed most wrongly.

"Are you god or what?" - He grunted.

"Hee hee." - She laughed "Beginner's luck?"

The balloons were all out. They now looked at the wall. It was mixed with many colors.

Messingly, out of order. But...

Beautiful.

"This is...fun. And the colors actually look great even though we just randomly threw them." - She said.

"Thanks for your help again. I got top score."

"You're welcome. I just want to find the culprit and punch him."

"Haha no need to. I'm actually thankful to him. If not because of him, we wouldn't work together and created such masterpiece."

"I...guess. Well the raincoats are even dirtier than the wall. Let's remove them."

"Wait. You got something on your face." - He stopped her.

"Really?"

She attempted to remove the gloves and cleaned it herself, but he grabbed her hand.

"I'll help you."

He leaned in and she felt her lips locked.

"There. Cleaned." - He grinned.

"You...you wicked little -"

He silenced her with another kiss. He could clearly tell the blush on her face. It was beautiful.

She was beautiful.

Her black hair, black eyes.

They were more beautiful than any of her monochrome painting.

And she looked in his eyes. Green.

She had never felt this interested in such vivid color like this.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as they continued on kissing.

"Mikasa...will you go out with me?"

"...yes."

Her paintings were still black and white. But somehow, they looked different. They felt different.

As if there were something new, something special, something sounded impossible in them.

Like the lively colors were there, even those they were not.

It took a while but they finally figured out what made her painting special.

A black rainbow.


Maybe cheesy. sorry.

This is kinda about me as well. I love black. I like to draw in black, paint black. I don't like using colors since... I don't know, I just feel like Black is the best and is enough. Then my best friend, gosh she loves colors. She loves crayons, pencil colors,... She fucking loves coloring.

And now, well I started to do some coloring drawing and it's... not that bad, I guess.