Shingeki no Kyojin is owned by Hajime Isayama.
Major Manga Spoilers! Be warned.
Chapter 12: Interlude
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He had gotten used to the feeling of not being able to move much when waking up. That feeling was double this time given that he now had 2 girls nestled on both of his sides. The first being the girl he had known the longest and whose room they were currently in - Mikasa. She was on his right and had her head resting in the crook of his neck while she held his arm tight to her breast. Her soft breathing was a startling contrast to the girl on his left, the glutton on the 104th - Sasha.
The hunter girl had at least seemed to understand that if she made too much noise that anyone passing by would likely have found it odd so she instead buried her face in the pillow and turned her head just enough so that she was able to breathe. And drool. Her arms were more spread out, one went across Eren's torso and the other hung lazily off the side of the bed. It didn't seem like much, but she was also laying on his arm and if he attempted to move, Sasha would probably fall right off the bed.
Eren found it a bit weird that he was the first one up, he would expect Mikasa to be all over that but looking at the ravenette, he could see that wasn't going to happen anytime soon unless he woke her up himself. And seeing there was no way to wake up Sasha when she was like this, he would have to wait for either of the two girls to wake themselves.
So, until that time, he could benefit from a bit more rest himself. The three of them had been up a bit late during the night and if he was to complete his chores for the day, he'd have to have some energy not to fall asleep while doing them.
Feeling his eyes start to grow heavy again, Eren was ready to drift back asleep.
Then he saw the light above, could feel the warm rays of the sun on his face. He saw the farmhouse near the orphanage. Today, he thought he heard the voice of Ymir Fritz say.
Opening his eyes, Eren lightly jerked his body from the sudden flash of memory - or a Path as it was also called.
His movement did lightly rock Sasha who grunted a bit. "Urrgnn..." she adjusted and went back to sleep.
Why would Ymir tell want him to go there? The only person directly connected to some Path was Frieda who was working there. Maybe she had something for him? He would just have to go there later today then and find out for himself. But if he had to go and take a wild guess and by knowing Ymir Fritz, it was probably something blatantly sensual.
If that was the case - he definitely needed the rest.
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Skipping forward an hour or so, both girls had woken by this point and had started to dress.
"You know," Sasha began, "as weird as that kinda was at first, it really wasn't that bad."
Mikasa gave a nod. "I'm glad to hear. Knowing that there are bound to be a few others who will be involved at some point as well, I find solace in knowing that I also have you to depend on."
"Aww," Sasha gushed. "Gee, thanks, Mikasa. I really don't know how this whole system will work once were all assembled like if we like have to vote on, uh, turns, or whatever, but you'd have my vote!"
"I appreciate it," Mikasa allowed a small smile. "However, in the meantime," her eyes narrowed a bit, "try and think of better complements other than, 'nice ass.'"
"Yes, ma'am!" Sasha saluted knowing that she'd never live that one down. But it's true... she thought to herself.
"Good."
"So... what about Eren?" Sasha finished dressing up as she looked over to Eren who was still asleep on Mikasa's bed. "Should we wake him up?"
Mikasa smiled softly at Eren's slumbering form. "No. We'll let him sleep in. I imagine he's feeling a bit drained after the night."
"Aha, yeah!" Sahsa scratched at her head. "I guess a night with the busty beauties will do that."
Mikasa switched to a more flat expression. "Busty beauties?"
"Ahhhh, well, yeah. Seeing as that we're both a bit... top heavier... it could be like our codename within the group or whatever. Like Historia and Annie would be like... I don't know team blonde or something." she doesn't like it.
"It could use some work," Mikasa said. Never mind. "But you have other things to mind than silly codenames for now."
"Like what?" this couldn't be good.
"I agreed to cut your hair, remember?" Mikasa reminded. "I could tell it was getting in the way when you were performing your special service last night."
Sasha fought back a gulp. "...You're not going to make me look like a boy, are you?"
"I remember exactly how you said you wanted it," Mikasa said as she grabbed Sasha's hand. "Come on. I won't be cutting it here. I don't want hair all over my room."
She led Sasha out of the room. I really hope Mikasa is as good with scissors as she is with a sword.
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"Do you... have a minute?"
The words left Annie's mouth before she could think of what she would say if the girl before her answered. This was unlike her. She felt compromised almost at the fact she had been caught before she could get away. Seriously, was this girl just waiting for her to come by so she could find out who was bringing her food? That was weird.
And... Annie felt weird too. If their positions were reversed, she would have done the same thing only she wouldn't greet with a smiling face.
"Oh, sure!" Petra smiled. "Come right in."
Great. So much for taking things at a slow pace.
"...Thanks," Annie at least mustered. "Do you mind if I close the door?" please say yes.
"If you want, sure."
"Oh. Alright then." Not like it would matter when she inevitabely started shouting when the truth comes out.
Still on her crutches, Petra hobbled over to her bed and eased herself into a sitting position. "Do you want to sit down? I have a chair over by my desk if you want."
"No. I'm fine standing."
"Hehe. Sorry if the place is a bit messy. I'm not exactly able to get all my usual cleaning spots but I think Captain Levi is purposefully overlooking some of the more obscure places to account for that." She explained with a kind smile.
"If you say so." Does she have to be so... so... positive?! Annie internally fumed. This girl was sure to yell and curse her out soon enough so she could at least seem a little bit pissed for her injury - one Annie was directly responsible for.
"Yeah, Captain Levi might not show it often, but he's actually pretty understanding a lot of the time. But seeing as you're new to the Scouts I can give you advice to never touch his tea set as its about the only thing from the cleaning supplies he is really possessive over."
"...Good to know." Seriously, how is she this positive?! Was Pieck even like this when I first met her?
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Marley, Warriors Training Center, a few years ago...
Annie had her bag on the ground next to her once the daily propaganda lesson ended. It was the same as the day before really. Only a few days in and she could already see that it was nothing that they hadn't heard before in the ghettos and the school there. Even that awkward blonde guy - Rhino? kept raising his hand to answer every question when the instructor called out. He wasn't anything special, but he seemed determined to stand out.
Then there was that tall sweaty kid who she would catch stealing glances at her. He was weird.
There was a pair of brothers there too. One of them seemed nice enough and the other seemed like a jerk, not that she ever planned on talking to either of them.
And then there was-
"Hi."
"Huh?"
Turning around, Annie saw one of the girls from the course, one with dark hair and tired looking eyes.
Annie pressed her foot down as she continued her outdoor activity, paying the girl no mind.
"Why are you squishing ants?" the girl asked. Annie could tell she was going to be annoying.
"No reason really." She stomped another one, hoping the girl would get the message.
"Okay."
Annie thought that was that until the girl laid down on the ground and watched the ants walk in their line just before they met their demise at her foot.
"What are you doing?" Annie now asked.
"Watching," the girl said with a tired smile.
"You're weird."
"No. I'm Pieck."
"..." she went back to squishing ants, her foot landing close to where Pieck laid her head.
"What's your name?" Pieck asked.
"You're annoying."
"So You're annoying, do you wanna be my friend?"
Annie stomped a final time. "I'm not annoying, I'm Annie. And why would I want that?"
"Well you just told me your name, didn't you?"
Annie chose to ignore the girls smile.
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"So thanks for bringing the food up to me in my room," Petra said. "Stairs are still a bit of a pain to get through."
"It's not that big a deal," Annie dismissed her thanks. She didn't deserve it.
"Well it kinda is," Petra insisted. "I mean, Eren told me about you and such."
"What?" Annie felt real anxiety for the first time since entering the room. Annie had told him that she would reveal it to Petra herself. If Yeager really told her, I'm going to kick his perfect ass!
"Well, you and the other girls in our, uh... growing sisterhood for a better term," Petra smiled with a hint of red on her face.
Annie instantly felt a relief. "Oh."
"Heh, yeah. Aside from the 2 of us there's Mikasa, Sasha, the Queen of all people, and another girl whose name I can't remember right now. That's probably something I should get to memorizing, huh? Especially since there are still to be others."
"Yeager is a lucky man, that's for sure. When exactly did he tell you all of this?"
"He came to visit me when I was still in the hospital," Petra explained. "He filled me in on everything that happened since I was out. If it wasn't all true, I couldn't believe half of it."
"Really, like what?" she maintained her composure.
"Like the idea of the sea actually existing out beyond the wall," Petra began. "Knowing that the Reiss line was the true King all along, titans being inside the walls, titans actually being human all along, people beyond the sea turning people into titans and leaving them here, shifters, all of it really."
"You must hate them then."
"Huh?" Petra tilted her head.
"You know, shifters. They breached the walls, ended hundreds of lives, set humanity back, the worst things humans can to another human."
"I... would." Annie felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. "But, Eren also told me of what we learned about this Marley nation and how most are forced to follow whatever they say. And... with all the titans I've killed in the past... those were just killing other humans, wasn't it?"
Did she... maybe have an opening to exploit there?
"And... if you ever got the chance to talk to one of those other shifters, what would you say?"
"I... don't really know. Why do you ask?"
Annie fought the urge to shuffle on her feet. "Because... I'm one of them."
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After waking up from his night with Mikasa and Sasha, Eren took care in having to sneak out of Mikasa's room. After that, it was really just another day of going about his chores and routine the same as before. He went about it in a faster manner as he was curious as to why he had seen a vision through a Path earlier in the morning and wanted to set out before it got dark.
He figured if he hurried, he make it there before sunset.
As it turned out, he got there just at sunset.
He didn't see any of the kids out and running about so he figured Frieda must have wrangled them all up by now and sent them to bed. Knocking on the farmhouse door, Eren waited for the answer.
Hearing footsteps approaching, it wasn't long before the door was opened by a smiling Frieda.
"Historia, have you come to grace us with- oh, it's you."
"No need to sound so disappointed," Eren faked a frown. "I suppose I can always go back and bring her along and take her away from her important queenly duties and stuff."
"Hush now!" Frieda slapped him playfully on the arm. "Your timing happens to be impeccable for I have something for you."
"Really?" looks like he was right to come here. "What is it?"
Frieda began walking back inside. "Come upstairs and find out. You might be pleasantly surprised."
"So something private then."
"Depends," was all she said. "And do close the door behind you. I wouldn't want any pesky flies to get in and buzz around." If that was a metaphor for something, Eren didn't know. He just did as she told and followed her up the stairs.
He closed the door behind him to Frieda's room as well once they were both in. "So... you have a surprise."
Frieda was lightly humming something to herself as she opened a dresser drawer. "You'd have to close your eyes to find out."
Taking his cue, Eren closed his eyes. He felt Frieda take his hand and open his fingers. He doubted she was at her sister's level of perviness and he was proved right when he felt her press a cylinder shaped object into his palm.
"You may open your eyes."
In his palm was a vial of some blue fluid. "Just what I've always wanted."
Frieda fixed him with a look. "Do you know, or shall I explain?" he motioned for her to take the floor. "Very well. It's a stimulant. I made it from some of the local blue flowers that grow around the area. Historically speaking, they were used by brides on their wedding night to increase stimulation. In your case, I imagine it will help with any stamina issues that you may have."
"Stamina?"
"Yes. I seem to recall you wanting to pleasure Historia and myself with some strain to yourself," Frieda reminded. "Given that a night like that is likely to happen again in the future, best to keep on hand in case of an emergency."
"Anyone in particular?" Eren asked.
"I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about," Frieda said with faux ignorance. "Now come, take a seat." she patted the side of her bed.
"Right..."
She raised a brow. "I assure you, I'm more than satisfied with how you would usually perform. There's no need to waste some of it now."
Eren observed her. "And yet you say that while you undress." She kept her undergarments on but hung up her day attire up in her closet.
"It's true," Frieda insisted. "Do you wish for me to prove it to you?" Frieda eyed him over. "Your titan surely seems to agree with me."
"Is that what you're calling it?" Eren asked as he dressed down himself before returning to sitting at the edge of her bed.
Frieda waited to discard her last remnants of clothing as she sat on Eren's lap with her back facing his torso.
"Whhh," Frieda let out a low intake of breath as she took him inside of her. "This may sound - oooh, a bit selfish of me, but I - ah, feel a bit relieved that we won't be experiencing any interruptions this time." she had begun to slowly move her hips back and forth in Eren's lap.
"What about the - hnn, kids?" Eren asked as he laced an arm around the front of Frieda's waist to cradle her body as she rocked her hips and sending a jolt throughout his body.
"I've - ah! thought about that. Ghosts seem a likely explanation as any." Frieda gave another sharp intake as Eren moved his hips a bit to reach further inside of her. The arm cradling her waist pulled her back closer to his torso and he took in the scent of her hair as brushed it aside to kiss her nape. His other arm wrapped around the top of her torso, just under her breasts and pushing them up a bit.
Little did Frieda know that her soon-to-be-explanation would fly smoothly with the one kid who was across the hall and would surely ask about it come the morning.
"S-see?" Frieda bit her lip to suppress a moan. "You're doing just fine without it."
Eren looked up from the trail of kisses he was leaving from Frieda's nape to her shoulder. "Glad to - ugn, hear." He focused more on rocking his hips to match the rhythm Frieda was keeping pace with.
"You kno- oooh, I do wonder if there's even a single girl with enough stamina to warr- ahhh,- ent the stimulant by herself."
"Maybe," Eren partially agreed. "But for now I just want to focus on one." He lightly nibbled her earlobe as he felt her contract around him. Eren moved at a bit of a faster pace as he focused on pleasuring Frieda.
What girl could even have that much stamina?
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Pieck waited for Zeke to return from a private council he had been asked to attend. She spotted the bearded bi-speckled face of her commander and went to greet him. His face looked a bit grim so things had likely not gone as planned.
"Things in the East haven't gotten better," Pieck noted.
"Intuitive as always, Pieck," Zeke praised. "You'd be correct. Another war is likely to start and we'll likely be at the forefront."
Pieck nodded. Such was the burden of having titan powers. Incredible transformations at your disposal at the cost of 13 years. She didn't know all there was about the mysterious Paths, but she couldn't help but feel there was some way around that. She had always trusted her intuition.
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Hey, sorry for the delay! The recent chapters have been giving me plenty of ideas of where to take this story and I hope the next one won't have such a wait. Peace.