It had turned to the year 848 about nine hours ago, but Manami Ackerman had the most pleasant surprise when Lucas came back a few days ago, unfortunately though, that only lasted for a few seconds when she saw the state he was in.
He had a bandage wrapped around his head and over his left eye, his skin around his eye was all red and looked like he had a nasty rash. He also looked very pale, even more so than normal.
It was strange because she couldn't remember the last time he got sick, or even had the cold. He always played her concerns down, saying that his immune system must have been stronger than normal.
This time was different though, it was more than a common cold, especially since he had been bedridden for the past few days, with her having to take days off work to take care of him in this state.
The strange thing to her was that he was married to a Noble that lived within Wall Sina who could afford much better healthcare than they could, but when she asked him why he turned up here, the answer she got was rather strange.
He said that Frieda would dote on him the entire time he was there if he turned up like this. He didn't want to be treated like a piece of glass by someone who was supposed to think of him as an equal.
Strangely enough though, he allowed his mother to dote on him, saying that she wouldn't give up if he tried to stop her. That was obviously his pride getting in the way, hiding from his wife just because he was ill was probably the cutest and pettiest thing she had ever seen him do.
Humming a soft tune to herself as she washed the dishes he had used to eat the soup she had made him for breakfast. It was a song that she sung to him when he was younger whenever he needed calming down when he got scared.
Thinking back to the days before he joined the Cadets, it was great, her, her husband, Lucas and a little Mikasa. She remembered one time when Lucas was eleven and a spider had found it's way into his room, there was a scream and he refused to go back into his room until he was sure that it was gone.
Smiling fondly at the memories of her once innocent little Lucas, she turned her attention to his health now. Something was clearly taking it's toll on him, he wasn't as healthy as he should be, and it wasn't the illness he had, it was her motherly instincs that told her that something was wrong with him.
Her instincts also told her that he wasn't about to open up to her or Mikasa about it. No, there was only one person that would be able to help him through his problems, and ironically enough, that was the person he was hiding from.
After being taken out of her thoughts by a knock at the front door, she quickly dried her hands with thr dishtowel and pulled her sleeves down to look more presentable for whoever it was at the door. Opening the door to see that it was the person she was just thinking about, and her daughter in law, Frieda Reiss.
Frieda was wearing a thick winter jacket that went down to her knees, alongside a pleated skirt that went midway down her shins, accompanied by her favourite black laced riding boots. Misako was wrapped up in blankets and wearing a hat to protect her from the winter cold.
"Hello Mrs Ackerman." Frieda greeted with a smile, carrying a sleeping Misako in her arms. "It's lovely to see you again."
"Is that?" Manami asked, obviously referring to the child in her arms.
"Yes, this is Misako." She gently replied, making sure not to wake her up. "I forgot that you hadn't met her yet, would you like to hold her?"
"If that isn't too much to ask." She replied. Frieda then obliged her by gently and carefully handed over Misako to Manami.
"Isn't she just adorable?" Manami asked as she looked at her granddaughter, realising that it was Lucas' daughter in her hand, the noses were the same. "What colour are her eyes?"
"Blue." Frieda gave a one word answer, smiling at how Manami looked at Misako. "But they're a bit darker than mine, no doubt that's because of Lucas' eyes."
"Yes... would you like to come in?" Manami offered after a second. "I can make you some tea if you like."
"Actually, there's something I needed to talk to you about Mrs Ackerman." Frieda informed her. "Although it gave me the opportunity to bring Misako with me so you could meet her, I'm not in the best of moods right now."
"I'm sorry to hear that, please come in." She let Frieda pass her so she could close the door behind her. "What was it you needed to ask me? I would be glad to help my daughter in law with any problem that you have."
"Thank you Mrs Ackerman." Frieda gave her another soft smile as she sat down at the dining room table, with Manami sitting opposite her. "You see, Lucas promised me that he would return after his latest expedition to spend some time with me and my family."
"Yes, I believe he told me about that Expedition." She replied. "I assume that nothing happened to him."
"Mrs Ackerman, you don't have to lie to me." Frieda gave her a blank look. "I've already been to the Scouts Headquarters to look for him, they said that he left to come here." Frieda gave her another unimpressed look. "Is he here?"
Manami sighed in defeat, she wasn't asking, she already knew that he was here. "Yes, he is here." She relented. "But Frieda, something's wrong with him. He came here in bandages and looking very pale."
"I see..." She didn't sound very concerned. "I'm sure he'll be fine, Lucas is a big boy, he can take care of himself."
"It's not just that, I think there's something else wrong with him." Manami brought up. "I didn't ask because I know that he wont tell me, but I think he'll open up to you." She told her. "You're the only person that I've seen be able to get to his heart from the outside. You've been able to get him to open up like he used to before he joined the Cadets, something happened to him there, something changed him all those years ago."
"Yes, he told me something happened back then." She recalled the time he told her. "Watching your comrade getting mauled by a bear would be very traumatic, especially if it happened when he was only thirteen."
"I know, I was horrified when I found out what happened, I wanted him to leave the Corps so he wouldn't come under any further harm, but he didn't listen to me." She sighed again. "I wish I had done something more to protect him, there are sometimes when I can't bear him leaving the Walls, but there are others when I know he'll come back. What happens if he doesn't come back?"
"Mrs Ackerman." Frieda leaned over the table and grabbed her free hand and held it in her own. "I know that Lucas can be unapproachable, stubborn, prideful, cold, blunt and realistic as he likes to put it, but I know that he will do his very best to come back after every Expedition, and that's because he does care, about you, his sister, me and Misako."
"I know he does, but when you get past all that he's just the sweetest and most selfless boy." Manami let out a soft sigh. "I'm just worried that he'll try and do something that will either cripple him, or he won't come back at all."
"Yes, that does sound like something he would do, except that he would try and deny it." She smiled softly. "Actually, I was going to talk to Lucas, but would you mind telling me what he was like when he was younger?"
"Of course." She perked up instantly at that request. "What would you like to know about him?"
"Anything really." Frieda gave her the freedom to talk about what she wanted. "What was he like before he joined the Cadets?"
"He was the sweetest boy ever." She gushed in response. "There weren't any children around his age in the area that we lived, so he was quite a lonely child, but he used to help me with the housework."
"He sounds like a gem." Frieda commented. "It seems like you did a great job in raising him. That's how I want Misako to turn out when she grows up."
"Maybe for the first twelve years, then she'll become just as reclusive as he was." Manami joked, earning a light giggle from Frieda.
"Yes, that would be most unfortunate." She couldn't get the thought out of her head, Misako in her teens acting just like her father, trying to deny that she needed help for something and looking away with a pout on her face. "There's something else though, do you know what Lucas is scared of? I asked him once, but he refused to answer me, he said that it was embarrassing."
"Yes, he is afraid of something, he says that they're pure evil and should be banished from our world." Manami smiled and giggled a bit.
"What could he be that afraid of?" Frieda asked, a bit unsure if she wanted to know now that Manami had described how he felt about it.
"Spiders." She revealed. "He is deathly terrified of them. He won't admit it, but he will refuse to enter a room if he knows that there's a spider in."
"Wow, I didn't expect that." Frieda admitted. "I expected it to be small spaces that he didn't like."
"I know, he won't admit it, but he refuses to kill them either. He knows they don't do anything wrong, so he just chooses to avoid them completely."
They sat there for a good few minutes, chatting and getting to know one another a little better. In that time, Frieda had removed her jacket and left it on the back of her chair, showing that she was wearing her usual button up shirt.
After another few minutes, Frieda felt that it was time to deal with the actual reason she came here.
"Thank you for the pleasant conversation Mrs Ackerman, but I think that I should go talk to Lucas now."
"Of course." Manami knew that Lucas was definitely in for it now. "He'll be up stairs and the first door on your left."
"Thank you Mrs Ackerman." Frieda gave her yet another radiant smile. "I'll be sure not to hurt him too much when I get my hands on him."
After receiving a chuckle from that, Frieda made her way up the stairs and in front if the door she had told her he was in. Knocking on the door to respect his privacy, she called out to him.
"Lucas!" She sang out as she opened the door. "I've come to see..." She couldn't see him in the room. "You..."
He had definitely been in this room recently, the bed was a mess and his clean clothes were neatly set over the chair at thr desk in the corner.
Opening the window in the room, she looked left and right, half expecting him to be on the ledge of the roof, but didn't see anything.
Taking a closer look around the room, there were tissues in the bin and also a copy of the days newspaper on the nightstand. "Hmm?" She wondered. Maybe he was in the bathroom? That was all she could think of.
That was until she saw the small spider on the side of the nightstand, which made her smile and shake her head. She was about to leave the room to look for him until she heard a shuffling noise right above her.
She looked up towards the ceiling, where a half naked Lucas was hanging upside down on the wooden support beam that went across the room.
"Lucas come down, I can see you." Frieda spoke with a monotone voice, her hands on her hips, indicating that she wasn't happy at all.
"No." He simply replied. "Not until that evil being is out the window."
Rolling her eyes in annoyance, she let the spider climb onto her hand and opened the window for it to climb off her hand and onto the rooftop outside, and then closed the window behind her. "There, happy now?"
Without saying a word, he dropped down from the beam and went straight into the bed, burying himself into the blankets, refusing to look at her.
"Lucas, you do realise that even if you can't see me, I can still see you?" She got no response from him, which was slightly worrying because she had never seen him like this.
With a slight frown coming over her face as her eyebrows furrowed. This was clearly a problem that wouldn't be solved by getting angry, so she decided to take a more gentle and soothing approach to this.
"Lucas." Her voice was much more smooth and gentle this time as she took a seat on the bed. "What's wrong Lucas? Why aren't you talking to me?"
"Why are you here?" Was the only response she got from him.
"Because you didn't show up like you said you were going to." She replied. "I was worried that something happened to you, and seeing that you have a bandage on your head, I was right to be worried."
"Go away." He spoke into the blanket rather coldly. "I never asked you to worry about me, I don't need you to worry about me either."
"It's only natural that I'm worried about you Lucas, we are married after all." She was getting slightly annoyed now, trying to hide it by keeping her voice soft and sweet. "It's okay for you to get hurt, I'll look after you." She tried to reassure him.
"... It's all his fault." He eventually replied. "He gambled again and he crippled me Frieda." He sat up abruptly to look at her. "I can't see with my left eye anymore and my right eye is getting worse by the day. I'll be completely blind by the end of the week at this rate."
"What?" She was in shock at this revelation, she didn't expect it to be this bad, only a bad illness at worst, not him going blind. "How did this happen?" She demanded. "Who was it that did this?" She already knew the answer, but she couldn't let him know that.
"I got something in my eyes... something that I really shouldn't have." It was the only answer she would get for that question, but the other question was still up in the air. "Plus, if you don't know who did it, you really are an idiot."
"Erwin Smith." She thought, now caught in two minds. One wanted to erase his existence completely before grinding him into a paste for causing Lucas such great pain. The other side, her... possessed side... wanted to forgive him, because it was their own fault for venturing outside the Paradise that Karl Fritz had created and every other monarch after had tried to preserve.
"You can't kill him Frieda." He knew what she would be thinking. "He keeps a book that he hid, detailing the life stories of the senior Scouts in case one of us were forgotten about and went missing."
"I wasn't going to do that." She instantly tried to deny it. "He is one of my people, he deserves to live until fate decides that he die."
"What about me though, is it fate that dictates that I'll be a cripple for the rest of my life?" He bitterly asked her.
He lunged forward towards her and wrapped his arms around her, putting his head into her shoulder. "I don't want to live the rest if my life as a cripple Frieda." His voice was now showing raw emotion for once. "I don't want someone to look after me for the rest of my life! I want to be able to see!" His tone then became even more depressed. "I won't be able to see you or Misako anymore, I don't want that to happen." He admitted softly.
"It's okay Lucas." Frieda soothed him by holding him close to her and letting her hand stroke his hair softly. "I'll never look at you any differently if you're worried about that."
"I don't give a shit about how people look at me Frieda." His voice was muffled by her shirt. "I don't want people to treat me like a piece of glass because of this. I've already accepted that I won't get better, but I can still hear, touch, taste and smell, I'll just use those to get about."
Seeing him like this, the most vulnerable she had ever seen him broke her heart. She wanted him to be strong, he still was, but it wasn't the same if he couldn't see. There may be a solution to this predicament, but she wasn't sure if it would work at all, or how much effort she would have to put into doing this for him.
"Lucas..." She wasn't sure if it was the best idea to go through with this, but decided that she would try for him. "How many people know about this?"
"You're the only person I've told." He responded rather sadly. "I'll have to tell my mom soon, and my sister... then the Scouts... I'll be completely useless to them." He let out a sad sigh.
"Lucas, I don't want you to get your hopes up... but I might be able to help."
"Are you gonna pump your magic Titan powers into me or something?" He sarcastically remarked.
"Yes... something like that..." She trailed off as she backed away from him a bit and stood up, taking off her riding boots and starting to undo the buttons on her shirt. "I've never done this before, so I need to remove my clothes before we start. There needs to be no restrictions between our bodies."
"You're such a pervert Frieda." Lucas grumbled after watching her remove her shirt and skirt. "I'm not getting my hopes up because I know that this is one of your perverted fantasies." He deadpanned. "I read your diary, I know that you always want to roleplay as a doctor and me as your patient." He crossed his arms and looked away. "I won't have you take advantage of me sexually while I'm in a state of depression."
"I'll just ignore the fact that you went through my diary without permission and tell you that I'm being deadly serious about this Lucas." She did look extremely serious. "You can keep your boxers on if you really think I'm trying to take advantage of you."
"... Fine." He conceded. "Only if you keep your underwear on as well."
"You clearly didn't listen to what I said Lucas, everything has to come off, but I can keep my panties on as a compromise." She said as she removed her bra and sat down on the bed. "Now put me in your lap and hold me against you as tight as possible, it's the only way it'll work."
Deciding that it would be in his best interests to listen to her, he placed her on his lap and sat back against the headboard of the bed and wrapped his arms aound her, with her knees either side of him and pushing her breasts into his chest as her nipples pressed up against his scarred pectorals, with their noses lightly brushing against each other every so often.
She looked at his right eye, which was red and the iris was fading into a very light colour compared to what it usually was. "Let me have a look at your left eye." She said, gently unwrapping the bandage, which was a bit difficult considering how close they were to each other.
His eye looked horrible, the skin around his eye was all red and looked like a horrible rash, but his iris had gone completely white, giving her the indication that he was definitely blind in his left eye now.
"Don't stare." He mumbled since she hadn't said anything since she had looked at his eye.
"Sorry." She gave him a reassuring smile and placed all of her fingers around his eyes. "You might feel something when I start doing this, but don't try and fight it, just let it happen."
"I thought my bloodline meant that you couldn't do shit like this to people like me." Lucas pointed out.
"Your bloodline means that you don't share the sins that everyone else does." She corrected him. "However, every living being on this earth is connected through the holy power of the Founding Titan. This means that you are as well, which in theory means that I can heal you without you needing to share our sins."
Instead of replying, Lucas remained silent as Frieda began the attempted process of healing him. It started off as rather anticlimactic, with him feeling nothing until Frieda concentrated her powers even more, with him feeling a slight tingling around his eyes.
Realising that it wasn't working as intended, Frieda adjusted her position so that she was now seated in his lap with her legs locked around his back, giving them even more skin to skin contact.
"Is it supposed to burn?" Lucas asked after he started to feel a burning sensation around his eyes. "This doesn't feel nice at all."
"That means it's working." She told him. "Don't try and fight it, it will be a lot easier on you if you don't."
The fact that she was giving him advice despite admitting that she had never done this before definitely wasn't alarming in the slightest, but despite that, he trusted that she wouldn't bring him any unnecessary pain, so he allowed her to continue, even after he felt something pass through her and into him.
Closing his eyes tightly as he felt the burning get worse and even more painful, he grit his teeth and bit on his lip painfully to try and keep his mind off the burning.
"Frieda, it's starting to burn a lot." Lucas just about managed to get out through the pain. "I feel like I'm being cooked alive from the inside."
"It's almost done." Frieda panted, the healing process obviously taking it's toll on her as well. "Just bear with the pain, it will be fine soon enough."
After a few more seconds, he felt like his eyeballs were going to explode from the pain that he was feeling, but trying his hardest to not scream out. "F-Fuck..." He muttered as it got even worse, then there was nothing, no pain, only feeling Frieda slumped against him, her breathing ragged and heavy.
"Lucas..." She tried to get her breathing under control. "Open your eyes please." He could feel her breathing onto his shoulder. "Did it work?"
Slowly opening his eyes, adjusting to the light of the room, his breath hitched in his throat at what he saw. He could see again! He didn't know how, but he could and it was all thanks to Frieda.
"Frieda... it worked." He told her, unable to believe what had just happened. "You fixed my eyes, thank you, really thank you."
"It's nothing." She replied, rather embarrassed that he was so appreciative of her. "Let me see your eyes now."
She leaned back to look into his eyes to see how they were, only to flinch slightly at seeing something that she hoped would have fixed itself.
"What is it? Why did you just flinch?" He was getting worried now, what if something was wrong with his eyes? What if they were going to get worse again?
"Well you see..." She laughed awkwardly. "I may not have been able to heal your eyes in the traditional sense that you would think of." She gave him a very sheepish and awkward smile.
"What do you mean by that exactly?" His brows furrowed as he leaned ever so closer to her. "What did you do then?"
"Well... since I couldn't heal your eyes... I gave you mine instead." She told him all at once, making him slightly confused. "Instead of being dark, your eyes are now blue, like mine."
"What!" He yelled, instantly pushing her off and going through the drawer on the nightstand for a mirror. "You said you would heal me, not give me your eyes. How could you even see if you gave me your eyes?"
"I healed my eyes right after I finished." She replied, sitting up on the bed next to him, showing off almost everything to him. "I'm sorry if it wasn't what you wanted, I should have told you what I was planning on doing."
"Don't be sorry." He said as he examined his eyes in the hand mirror in the nightstand, and they were blue, exactly the same colour as hers. "How am I gonna explain this? It will be very hard to you know."
Before Frieda could answer that, Manami opened the door with Misako still in her arms. "Are you okay Lucas? I heard you shout..." She stopped once she saw how little clothing they were wearing. "Oh... sorry for intruding, I'll just leave you to it."
"Mrs Ackerman!" Frieda panicked and grabbed the bedsheets to keep her modesty. "It's not what it looks like!"
"Mom, please knock the next time you come into my room." Lucas said, rather unfazed by the situation. "Me and Frieda are going out because I feel better now."
"That's great news sweetheart." She replied, slightly annoying him with the use of that name. "I see the redness around your eye is gone as well, did Frieda give you something for that as well?"
"Mom, if you're implying that she healed me by having sex, no she didn't." He replied rather bluntly. "Nor were we about to before you start, Frieda is just a massive pervert."
"Lucas!" Frieda whined, embarrassed beyond belief that he had just said that in front of his mother. "Don't say things like that in front of other people."
"Tch, whatever." He grunted at faced his mother again. "Can you please leave?"
"Sorry, I'll be downstairs." She backed out the door before popping her head back in. "Oh and before you do go out, please take my jacket, it's very cold here in the winter."
He waved his hand to dismiss her, signalling that he got the message and turned around to see Frieda giving him a glare.
"Really?" She didn't look best pleased. "You called me a pervert in front of my mother in law, and how can you talk so casually about us... procreating in front of her?"
"It's not like she thinks that we haven't had sex before, because she was literally holding the product of us having sex." He replied far too casually.
"I guess so..." She wasn't too sure what to think of that reasoning, it was very weird to think about. "But you still called me a pervert in front of her." She reminded him. "I haven't just forgotten about that."
"That's because you are a pervert Frieda... well at least in my eyes you are if that makes you feel better." After receiving a grumble of 'not really' in response, he decided to explain it to her. "The way I see it, you've lived your whole life being taught to be polite and lady like and whatever other shit they taught you, and a lady isn't supposed to flirt, have sex before marriage, or keep a diary and write down their sexual fantasies."
"Yes, I was taught how to be a 'lady' as you call it. I even tried to teach Historia how to be one, but I've always wanted to see whag it was like to be a normal girl." She admitted to him. "When you came along into my life again, I was always curious about how a normal girl would interact with a boy her age, but you didn't exactly make it easy."
"No, but I wasn't in the best of moods back then." He also admitted his own flaws. "I used to insult you all the time, not my proudest moments."
"No, I used to like it when you gave me lip, or ran your mouth about how stupid I was being. I was used to getting what I wanted, but you weren't going to bow down and grovel at my feet as soon as I opened my mouth." She laughed lightly at the memories of him calling her an idiot.
"So you're saying that because I used to call you an idiot... you decided to become a pervert to act like a normal girl?"
"No!" She gave him a cute glare. "I'm trying to say that I'm very forward with you because it's the only time that I don't have to be perfect, I can just be Frieda, and I can spend time with the man I love the way I want to."
"That sounds like some semi-intelligent reasoning." He gave her some credit at least. "But we're gonna talk about your pervert diary later, we're going to the bakery at the other side of town. I've eaten nothing but stew for like five days, and I need something sweet so I don't get sick of eating any kind of food."
Walking over to the pile of clothes she left on the floor, he unceremoniously grabbed her bra and threw it at her, hitting off her face and falling into her lap. "Get up and get dressed pervert, if you're lucky I'll let you buy me something."
Twenty minutes later and they were now outside in the snow infested streets of Trost, both now fully clothed and wearing winter coats to keep themselves warm.
They were walking extremely close to each other, with Frieda having the great idea of holding hands as they walked to the bakery, so she was leaning against him with the fingers of her left hand interlaced with the ones on his right.
"Is this bakery that we're going to any good?" Frieda asked as they walked down the street, the snow crunching beneath their feet. "I like to have my pastries a certain way, can you vouch that they will be delicious?"
"I know the woman that bakes them, so you won't die from eating them." He replied, but he was telling the truth if not hiding the fact that he adored the pastries that they made.
"If you say so." She shrugged his reply off, that was somewhat high praise coming from him. "Is that it there?"
"Yes, come on." He urged her, speeding up slightly. "It will be warmer inside, and it will smell nicer."
He was right, it was definitely much warmer inside and the scent of fresh pastries invaded her nostrils, making her unconsciously take a deep sniff of the air, just wanting something to eat.
"Is that you Lucas?" A female voice came from behind the counter. "I see you're feeling much better considering you're out of bed now."
"Yes Carla, I do feel much better now." He replied. "This is Frieda, Frieda this is Carla." He introduced them both since they hadn't met before.
"It's so nice to be able to put a face on the person I've heard so much about." Carla spoke with a smile on her face and shook her hand. "I'm Carla Yeager, it's a pleasure to meet."
"Yeager." Frieda repeated, her face going dark as she remembered what happened the last time she had heard that name. "As in Grisha Yeager?" Her eyes flickered to purple then back to blue, but Carla didn't seem to notice.
"Yes, Grisha Yeager is... was my husband." She corrected herself. "He went missing a few years ago and there's been no sign of him since."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Frieda apologised, though her voice was quite strained, almost like she didn't want to apologise. "It must have been hard on you at the time, to lose someone who was so dear to you."
"Yes, but I have learned to cope over time." Carla gave her a sincere smile. "But enough about that, what would you two like today?"
They ended up having a doughnut each, with Lucas having to pay extra to have it coated in sugar while Frieda just got a normal one.
"You were right Lucas, they were very good." Frieda commented as she licked the sugar off of her fingers, while Lucas just wiped the excess sugar away on his mothers jacket sleeve.
"Yeah, but there's something else on your mind though." He guessed, which was correct. "Grisha isn't coming back Frieda, he can't hurt your family anymore."
"I know that, but I can't believe that he had a wife and you didn't tell me." She said in a hushed voice so no one could eavesdrop on them. "She could have been a threat to my family as well, you should have told me."
"It doesn't matter now." He waved it off. "She wouldn't hurt a fly, she's far too nice, even you could see it."
"That... may be true, but she still could know something important." Frieda insisted the importance of how he should've told her about Grisha's wife. "You don't know what he told her."
"No, but I do know that she doesn't know anything, because if she did, she wouldn't have been hoping that Grisha would return after his thirteen years were up." He reminded her. "She was hoping that he would return, and I had to tell her that he wasn't seen anywhere within the Walls... it wasn't a very pleasant conversation to have."
"No, you're right... again." She conceded, he was usually right when they disagreed on something, which wasn't very surprising, she was smart after having the best education money could buy, but he was levels above her, in both mental and physical strength and intelligence.
After a few more minutes of mindless chatting about whatever Frieda came up with, Lucas noticed that the same jacket had been behind them for a while.
Lucas abruptly turned and dragged Frieda into the nearest alley and walked around halfway through, much to her confusion. "What are you doing? This isn't the way back."
"Somebody's following us." He gently pushed her up against the dirty alley wall, and brought his face right up to hers. "Just go with it." He whispered as he leaned up and kissed her, trying to make their tail so uncomfortable that they leave.
Even Frieda could tell that the person was still there if the glimpse of the hood poking around the corner was anything to go by, so when they pulled away to catch their breath, she unzipped her jacket and started undoing the buttons of her shirt.
"They won't go away unless they think that we're really getting it on." She explained to him. "Come on, don't be shy." She teased after seeing him look unsure about it.
He didn't really want to do this in a filthy back alley, let alone when he knew that someone was watching, he could have easily caught them or gotten away without much fuss, he just wanted an excuse to kiss her without her teasing him about it.
"Not out here." He blew into her ear as he leaned closer to her and motioned to the door that was behind him. "In there."
The figure watched Captain Ackerman drag the woman through the back door of one of the buildings, and decided against her better judgement to follow and see if she could hear anything useful.
Letting her hood back dowm, it revealed a young blonde girl of thirteen years old, due to be fourteen in March. Her blonde hair tied up into a bun, with her blue eyes able to pierce into someone's skin if she glared hard enough.
All Annie wanted to do was sneak out of training to satisfy her sweet tooth, which led her to the bakery that she spotted the Captain with that women.
She knew that he was married since he always wore a ring on his finger, but they didn't act like a married couple should, so she decided to tail them to see if she could find out anything interesting or useful to her.
Silently stepping closer and closer to the door, she saw that the door wasn't closed and slightly parted open, allowing the sounds of voices to reach her ears clearly.
"Captain!" The woman's voice sounded out, full to the brim with fake shock. "What would your wife think of this? Bending me over like some common street girl, what would she say to this?"
"Shut up and stop talking." A male voice replied, definitely Captain Ackerman. "Be quiet or we'll get caught, which will be bad for both of us."
"It's a good thing I like bad boys." Her voice was sultry and almost had Annie blushing at the tone. "Come over here and give it to me hard and rough, I know you love that."
Deciding to take a closer look at what was happening, she cracked the door open a little bit, only to see the room was pitch black, confused she opened the door even more, only to have the door pulled open and have the wind knocked out of her as a kick to the stomach sent her flying back onto the floor of the outside alley.
Before she could even react, a foot was pressed onto her chest, keeping her locked in place and unable to move, only to hear a disappointed sigh come from above her.
"Leonhart, what are you doing?" He asked her, borderline angry that it was a cadet following him.
"You know her?" Frieda asked, just as annoyed as he was, but she hid it well behind a straight face.
"Unfortunately I do." He took his foot off of Annie and hauled her to her feet. "You're supposed to be training, why are you here?"
"I'm not the one that's being unfaithful." She shot back. "Maybe you should ask yourself that before I tell your wife what you were up to."
"Okay, do it then." He crossed his arms, waiting for her to do something. "I don't give a fuck if you tell my wife what I was up to here, she probably already knows anyway."
"What?" Annie was confused now, did he not care about his relationship with his wife? Or was he calling her bluff? Yes, that was it, but she would stand her ground.
"Okay then, I'll tell her once you let me leave." She crossed her arms in response, sure that she had him beat here.
"Fine then, I'll just have Shadis kick you out of the Cadets for skipping training." He countered. "Desertion is punishable by death, and you have technically left your post, so legally I'm well within my rights as Captain to cut you down where you stand."
Annie stiffened up at that, she needed to pass the cadets for a position within the Military Police, she couldn't let something as trivial as sneaking away for food get in her way.
"Relax, I was just kidding Leonhart. I won't kill you, unless you give me a reason to." He deadpanned, which she didn't find funny at all. "Okay then Annie, I'll keep your little trips to Trost to myself, but you owe me."
"What do I owe you?" Annie asked, her usual tone of voice and emotionless mask now back on once again.
"A favour, but not now, I'll save it for later, now leave before I change my mind and have you hanged." He threatened.
Frieda watched the girl jog away with a certain interest in her eyes, Lucas knew her, and now she knew what that girl was just by being in close proximity to her.
"She's a Titan." Frieda simply said.
"What?"
"You heard me, she's a Titan like me." She repeated. "Female Titan to be exact, fourteen metre class, built for high endurance and hand to hand combat capabilities." She elaborated on her observations.
"You're telling me this why?"
"Because I want you to be safe." She replied, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "Take extra caution around her, never be near her without ODM gear, she could kill you in an instant."
"Are you sure Karl is okay with you telling me all this?" He asked. "I don't want him possessing you again because of what you just said."
"I will not reveal the secrets of the world to my own people." She responded almost blankly. "You do not fall under that category, you are someone I need to protect at all costs, this information could be vital to your survival in the future."
"I see..." He noticed the purple eyes and knew what was happening. "Let's go back now." He grabbed her hand and dragged ger along. "I want to spend some time alone with Frieda, not Karl."
Once they arrived back, they removed their jackets only to notice that Frieda hadn't buttoned up her shirt. So when they had to walk past his mother, she noticed it instantly.
"Frieda and I are going upstairs mom." He didn't give her a chance to speak, instead dragging a very red faced Frieda with him. "Don't come into the room!" He shouted down to her.
"Don't be too loud!" She yelled back up, to him, she definitely knew what was happening there, and went to find something to cover Misako's ears with.
A/N- Yet another chapter done! In only a few weeks or so, much better consistency on my part, I'll try and stay consistent for the most part.
Lucas has found himself in a very deep hole though, first with his new eye colour and now he'll have to keep Annie's identity a secret to keep Frieda's identity a secret as well, very confusing, but I do hope you understand, if you don't, just leave a comment and I'll explain it in further detail. Until next time! I hope you enjoyed!!!