Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan or it's characters, that right belongs to Hajime Isayama. Nor do I own Inuyasha or it's characters, that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.

Pain ran up his leg as he looked around, gray eyes narrowed. The whole mission had gone wrong. The female titan had appeared and gone for Eren. Of course, the brat attracted trouble. But he could be forged into a handy tool; it was the only reason he had not killed the boy.

Though at the current moment, he was not worth the pain. Sighing, Levi looked around again, trying to spot either Eren or Mikasa. And it was a bit worrisome that he was unable to. They'd just been there on the forest floor. He trusted Mikasa to protect the brat. She had a good head on her shoulders, and at times reminded him of himself to a degree.

Gritting his teeth, Levi jumped from his spot on a large branch, deftly activating his vertical maneuvering gear and making sure not to draw the lingering titans' attention. Only to realize that they seem to stop at the edge of a particular tree and walk away. They are looking a bit dazed in the process. Something that was out of place.

Shifting his body, Levi circled until he was close to the ground, giving a perfect view between the massive raised roots. ONly to feel both stunned and suspicious. There was a small camp made. And from the looks of it, had been in place for a while. Of course, huddled, there were his two subordinates.

Taking care as he finished his descent to the ground, letting the ever-present frown he wore become more pronounced, Levi hobbled the best he could towards them and earning a wide dark-eyed look from Mikasa. Whose jaw dropped open a second later, just as pain blossomed in the back of his head.

Spinning, Levi saw a pair of vivid blue eyes looking at him from beneath a green and black cowl, while a brown mask hid the rest of the face. Then the world went dark. It just was not his day.

"Why'd you do that?!"

At the question, the owner of those blue eyes turned and looked towards the two teens. Glaring hard before giving a small shake of their head and motioning for them to finish what they'd been doing. Before bending and lifting the now unconscious man over their shoulder and grunting as they stood up and walked over to the bedroll right next to them. Where they half laid, half dropped the man onto it.

"He is heavier than he looks," came a very muffled voice, earning two amused chuckles. "Is it that strange gear you use?"

"Both," Came the simple reply, earning a smothered chuckle. Looking up at the dark-haired youth, who was named Eren, they rolled their eyes.

"To answer your prior question, his leg is injured, and I doubt he'd let me treat it," Blue eyes twinkling in a knowing and mischievous manner at the two teens, who looked shocked. "Besides, he looks hard-headed and quite volatile."

The way the two shared a quick look only confirmed what had been said. A loud snort, along with a shake of the head, that caused a few locks of black hair to fall from under the dark cowl. With determination shining blue eyes, they shifted their focus down to the now unconscious man's leg. Lightly palpating it, causing him to scrunch his face up in a mix of what could only be described as pain and irritation. Though if asked, it could be said constipation.

"Well, he will need to have it splinted," Was what spoken as the person stood up and stretched.

Aware of the two dark gazes on them as they walked over to a small neatly set up section, they gathered up two pieces of wood that had been whittled down and smoothed, bandages, and the herbs to make a helpful numbing poultice. Then turned and looked back at the two teens again. Head tilting a bit to the side before coming back over to them and kneeling. A small sigh escaping from their lips.

"Where are my manners," They said, as they knelt beside the unconscious man again. "You can call me Higurashi."

"Higurashi... that sounds... different...Miss?" Eren spoke.

Earning two stunned looks, when all they got was a small nod in confirmation, while Higurashi started to go about what she needed to do. Smiling under her face mask, glad that they had initially thought she was a male. It was what she strove for, because no matter what world she was in, women were seen as weak, delicate creatures until they proved themselves.

Reaching out, she let her hands move of their own will and easily unbuckling all the leather straps that help the weird suspension gear in place. Glad that this was not the first time she had helped one of these people. It still behooved her that they used this gear to fight the overgrown giants. Once it was removed and Mikasa had placed it near her, Higurashi pulled out a small handmade flint knife and sliced the form-fitting pants from the man's already swollen leg. They are making it a clean cut from Ankle to the knee.

Pursing her lips, she slid the knife back into its sheath at her side and placed her hands over the shin. Letting her Reiki trickle slowly into it. The bone was most definitely broken, meaning she'd have to be subtle about healing it. Since her particular powers didn't exist in this world, and it kept the giants away from her.

Though they reacted to the boy Eren. Something she'd probably never get a chance to ask about. Because going into a civilized area meant higher chances of being exposed. As well as other things. Things she didn't want to be revealed at the current moment. IT had been nine years since she'd arrived in this strange world after Naraku had grabbed the jewel just as she was making the wish. Meaning they'd killed yet another puppet. At that moment, he spoke aloud a wish that she didn't exist. Well, if she didn't, that meant the jewel didn't either. So, of course, she'd been flung out into the ether and ended up in another fucked up place.

While she had been lost in thought, she had put an anti-inflammatory poultice, mixed with the numbing herb, on the man's leg. Of course, she left the swelling, bruising, but only after fixing the bone, so it was only fractured. She was not wanting to draw much attention to having healed the damn thing. Then splinted it up, making sure it was tight enough to hold the wood in place, but still loose enough there be circulation in the limb, and the flesh could breathe.

It was about that time that the sounds of hushed talking broke through. Looking up and over her shoulder, she saw that there were quite a few others there now, making her smile beneath her face mask. They were looking at her as if she was nuts. Something she was very familiar with. She was turning to the other two who looked relieved to see the others.

"Your friends and I am taking what is left of your squad?" she asked.

Mikasa looked at her and gave a small nod. She is causing Higurashi to look up and do a quick headcount, before narrowing her blue eyes at the mismatched group before her. All young people, not even out of their teens. It was almost sad. Standing up, gathering what little of her supplies was left, she waved them in. Stepping away from the three and walking over to a barrel that held clean rainwater in it. Placing the extra stuff on the table that was next to it, and washed her hands.

"Eren, Mikasa, you are alright!" was an over-enthusiastic sounding young man.

Finished, she turned around and leaned against the table, crossing arms just under her bound chest. Watching as they all interacted, enjoying the sight of the youth before her. Though she noted that like Eren, a few of the others had that strange aura that seemed to flicker in response to her powers as she flared them — causing them to stiffen a bit.

It was a short while later when Eren mentioned her name and drew her into the conversation being held. As she strode over, making sure to make no noise while giving a small nod of her head at the thanks being offered for helping them.

"I help those who need it," she said, watching as they all just looked at her confused.

She was shaking her head as she pointed back towards the edges of the roots just as a small giant came up and stopped and looked around. The sound of equipment being ready ringing out. Then the giant turned and walked away, its eyes glazed. She was causing the lot to start asking a lot of questions about how and why. Shrugging her shoulders, she just raised an eyebrow at them and waiting until they all became silent.

"Trade secret. I have lived out here for nine years now. You learn stuff," she said as she rolled her shoulders and turned away from them.

"Don't be ridiculous!" came a loud male voice.

Stiffening, she spun around and was in front of the tall blonde, her hand grabbing the front of his shirt before he could react, jerking him down to her paltry five feet two inches from his five feet and nine inches, so she could look him dead in the eyes, which were very wide and in shock.

"I do not lie. You are not the first bunch of idiots I have had to help over the years. And another reason why I fucking refuse to live in a populated area," she bit out, letting her reiki rise to the surface, causing him to try and pull back, only to stumble when she let him go and turned away from him again. "Now that I have so many mouths to feed, I am leaving. Do not destroy my home while I am out. You all leave at the first rays of dawn. The giants are not active at night and sluggish in the morning until the sun is high."

With that said, she marched stiff-backed to the edges of the roots, pausing only to grab her trusty bow and arrow and leave. Her Reiki was seeping out around her like a cloak, but invisible to their eyes. Her ears were catching an admonishing comment as well as a quip about her use of an archaic weapon, which made her snort as she slipped away into the growing shadows of the evening. The air hung heavy around her, making her nerves fray at the end. Something was going to happen.

TBC!