Jeankasa childhood fluff
sorry for not updating in a while, I've made you wait long enough. I apologize dearly
If you don't know I am a HUGE JeanKasa fan as well as many others
So I had the idea of what if Jean and Mikasa met as kids by chance
Fluff ensues
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Darkpheonix666
It had now been 2 weeks since Mikasa had come to live with Levi and adapted to her new role as his niece. Getting used to her now distant and busy life, compared to having her family around her constantly. Understanding that Levi didn't like leaving her behind but he had to, making their reunion all the more meaningful after.
But she managed, while he was gone she was a good girl. Keeping herself clean, well fed and dressed. Quickly picking up some independence to help care for herself while he was away. But that didn't mean she didn't enjoy being spoiled by Hanji or Levi when they came home from a mission, not in the least.
Today they were going to Trost due to their big markets. Due to being in the inner walls, they were somewhat better off than most people. They at least had better food than those outside the walls. Compared to those where her own family had lived in semi poverty, having to hunt in order to survive at all.
Hanji was to buy food supplies and other such things. Levi was here because he had heard there was a store that held very high quality tea leaves and bath salts. Mikasa had come out of the desire to explore and see the world around her. Having lived in a forest outside the Shiganshina village district in the outer walls for most of her life.
To see so many people, so many large crowds. It was so amazing to her, to see this side of life compared to back home. You could tell how they had more money too, better quality clothes. After leaving the carriage she had stayed close to Levi the whole time. Knowing better than to run off, after what had happened with her parents not that long ago.
She had held his hand the entire time, him shooting warning glares at anyone who even showed the slightest interest in her. Daring them to try and do something to her. She now wore the clothes Hanji bought her all the time. Making her look more adorable than most could even handle. Her over-sized rose pink cardigan, crinkled white dress, pumps and bright red scarf.
Despite it being pretty warm she still wore it everywhere, except for bath time. Never letting the thing go, even going as far as to cry if anyone so much as touched it. But Levi never questioned it. After all she had been through, it was most likely a comforter to her. All he asked was that she wash it when it got grubby.
However, a lot of people stared at Mikasa due to her silky black hair. Given how she was the last survivor of the Asian clan, most people alive had probably never seen anyone like her. But staring was as good as they were gonna get. Regardless of her ethnicity, Mikasa was a child, no a human. She had the right to live her life the same as everyone else.
Hanji had vanished somewhere to get some sweets that Mikasa would like. Knowing how rare they were and how Mikasa would undoubtedly enjoy them. That and she just wanted to explore, considering she spent most of her time doing research at a desk it was understandable to get excited about being free of work.
Levi was inside the store behind her, bargaining with a merchant about some rare tea leaves. Before going inside, he had told her to wait for him outside, but come to him should trouble arise. When it came to quality leaves, Levi did not fuck around and there would be choice words shared on prices.
As she sat out on the bench, Mikasa silently started at the clouds. Her black eyes shining with wonder as her eyes roamed the endless sky above her. They were simply made from condensed water, yet looked like pure cotton. How was it something so simple made by nature could bring out so many feelings in her?
Suddenly she was snapped from her thoughts when she heard crying and laughing. Not ones of having fun or joy, but ones of mocking and cruelty. The familiar sounds of torment that bullies would inflict upon the weak. The same kind her captors had made as they stabbed her father and then tried to come after her mother.
As she averted her gaze she spotted a boy her own age with ash brown hair. He was a little chubby but not in a bad way, puberty just hadn't hit him yet so he still had his baby face. He was currently curled up on the floor sobbing while two much older boys were kicking him violently. Laughing and yelling such things like "Mama's boy" and "Piggy".
The boy they were name calling was sobbing and badly hurt. This caused Mikasa's eyes to darken and a wave of emotions running through her young mind and heart. Images of herself in the boy's place, of those men that kidnapped her and beat her. Seeing Jean in the position she was, only by other people not smugglers. Making her angrier.
Slowly she got to her feet and approached the boys silently but swiftly. The rest of the world being channeled out as she increased her speed. Running as if the devil were on her heels, her eyes gleaming as she loomed into attack. Silent anger filling her body like a large wave inside of her.
"Aww, little piggy crying. Wah, wah, wah!" one of the older boys jeered wickedly. A large grin on his face as he loomed over Jean with a cruel smile on his face. How easy it was to make him cry, seems he wasn't as tough as he looked after all.
"Hit him again, I wanna hear him cry" the other laughed. Cry like the fat little piggy he was, then maybe crying would help him lose some weight from his chubby ass. Geez how much did this kid eat every day? Fat little brat ate better than they did.
Jean curled up wanting to disappear, every day he went out to play this happened. Why did everyone hate him so much for loving his mama and liking her cooking? What was wrong with the way he looked? Suddenly there was a loud cry of pain and the blow never came. One of the guys went flying and gripped his face in pain while the other cried out in shock.
Jean looked up hesitantly and his eyes widened in awe. Was this some form of dream created by his mind to tolerate the bullying that was currently taking place? There in front of him was a girl his age, kicking two guy's asses who were far stronger and bigger than her in stature.
He cowered away as a natural response to fear and danger, but stared up at the mystery girl in awe. Stunned by her strength and beauty, never in his life had he seen anyone with such pretty black hair before. It was so silky and black, not like his scruffy ash brown hair. He felt his cheeks flushing and his mind go blank as he watched her chase off his attackers with ease.
Once they had gone, Mikasa calmed herself. People who bullied weaker people were scum, Eren had taught her that back when they first met. That you had to fight to win. She hadn't seen Eren in a fortnight now and wondered if he was ok. How he and Armin were and how Eren's parents were doing. She would love to visit them again someday.
She then turned to the victimized boy who was covered in bruises and cuts. His face wet with tears and his eyes red from crying, sympathy filling her heart and she looked at him. They hadn't even given him a chance to defend himself whatsoever, showing just how cowardly they really were on the inside.
He was about her age, a little chubby in appearance yes, but he had kind eyes. But they were currently full of big fat tears that were pooling down his soft cheeks like heavy rain. He was well built and taller than Eren or Armin, but had pretty brown eyes and two tone hair. Ash brown on top and dark brown hair underneath.
She then extended her hand smiling gently at him "Are you ok? Their gone now" she said kindly. She wondered if this had been a onetime thing or happened very often. Honestly, they had titans trying to break in and eat them, a corrupt government and here most of them were. Turning on each other like dogs.
Jean blushed profusely not knowing what to do or what to say. He had never seen a girl as pretty as her before, let alone even spoken to a girl his age before. I mean he didn't have friends so to speak anyway. He then shyly took her hand to which she helped him to his feet. Jean then stood there in awe, still blushing. This felt like a dream, speaking to such a pretty girl.
Mikasa then gave him a one over, he was covered in dirt, scrapes and bruises. Though she could do nothing to help clean the dirt completely, she could do her best. She then patted him down carefully making sure to get rid of most of the dirt residue. It was the least she could do, but he would need a bath later on to get fully clean.
"There, that should do it. But you will need to bathe later" Mikasa said calmly. After coming to live with her uncle, her bathing standards had become a lot more strict. However, she worried it would hurt him, considering how injuries and water didn't tend to mix. It would sting like hell given how many he currently had on him.
Jean shifted shyly and bowed his head. His mama had always taught him to be polite to girls and given she had just saved him, that was a given in this situation. "T… Thanks. For… for saving me. Y... You didn't have to" Jean said reluctantly. She was so pretty, he could feel his chest growing warm just looking at her. His mind going blank.
Mikasa blinked innocently then looked around. She was rather troubled to know he was out here alone without any protection at all. "Where's your mum? Isn't she here with you? Why are you out here alone?" she asked curiously. If he was getting bullied, why wasn't she here to help? Surely she was nearby.
Jean sighed sadly "Mama let me go out and play before dinner. But… those kids…they… they don't like me very much. I… I don't really have anyone to play with" he confessed sadly. He longed for someone to play with. To play tag with or just to talk to. In all honesty, this girl was the first person to be nice to him that wasn't his own mother. Pathetic, yes, he knew.
Mikasa then smiled, at least now she had someone to pass the time with. It would make things less lonely and she would have a friend again. Someone her own age to speak to. "You wanna keep me company? I don't have any friends either" she asked kindly. He seemed like a really nice boy, shy perhaps but he had a kind heart that much she could tell.
Jean nodded shyly and followed her, still holding her hand. His fingers gently gripping hers as a little bit of courage filled him. A warm blush on his cheeks as his somewhat scratched hand held onto her soft warm one. It felt really nice.
Mikasa and Jean sat on the bench outside the shop together. Still lightly holding hands as they sat together. Sitting either side of each other and watching the clouds roll by in the big blue sky high above them. Not a care in the world and innocent to the world around them, as if nothing else mattered right then.
"What do the clouds remind you of?" Mikasa asked curiously. To her she saw whips of white, like the cream atop cakes from one of the books in her uncle's study. When he went away, it was one of the many activities she had come to take interest in so she had some way of passing the time.
Jean hummed thoughtfully then said, "Cotton wool, or maybe candy floss?" he suggested. He had read some of his mum's old cookbooks from ancient times, they had looked so pretty. Mikasa giggled which made Jean's chest grow warm again. He had never thought he could be this happy, he was so used to feeling gloomy and upset due to bullies all the time.
Shyly he averted his gaze to admire her. His eyes drawn to the silky black locks that tumbled down her shoulders. He had never seen anyone with hair quite like hers before. Though there were many people with black hair, none were as fine or smooth as hers. It shone in the light and gleamed so radiantly he couldn't look away from it.
It was then that Mikasa saw him staring looking at him with confusion and innocence. Being caught made Jean feel bad and he looked away again blushing. He probably looked like such a weirdo. This girl had just saved him and all he could do was gawk at her as if she was some form of entertainment.
But he just couldn't help it, he had never seen anyone so pretty in his entire life. He didn't know what to do. However, he was staring which was rude and his mama had taught him better. "S… Sorry um… your hair… it's just… it's pretty" Jean replied shyly his cheeks growing redder by the second.
Mikasa's eyes shined lightly upon hearing these words. But she simply stared at him quietly allowing him to continue with what he was saying. But she was happy to hear these words. She hadn't heard a compliment since her parents died, though her uncle showed affection it was in the oddest ways.
He had never seen anyone around here with hair like hers. At least not as fine or as shiny and well cared for as hers was. Honestly, he was a little jealous if he was completely honest. It made him feel like his own hair was so plain and ordinary compared to his own.
Mikasa smiled warmly at him "Thanks. I like your eyes, they remind me of the honey I eat at breakfast" she replied kindly. In this light they were almost golden, gleaming brightly. Jean felt heat flush to his cheeks all over again and his eyes averted to the ground. His head bowed shyly. He had never been complimented by a girl before, it felt so nice.
Suddenly the door to the shop opened startling them both. Levi then walked out carrying a box of very fine tea leaves. They were very hard to come across and been hard to track down. He then looked to where he had left Mikasa and his eyes widened. There sitting on a bench was Mikasa, but she now had a boy beside her whom she was talking to.
Now Levi was a reasonable man, but Mikasa was his niece and his new ward. And as her uncle, it was his job to protect her against suspicious people even boys. He then silently approached them while the two kids sat in peace blissfully unaware of his presence. His mood slowly becoming more irritable by the second.
As he got close enough he took a deep breath "Mikasa" he said firmly. His steely blue eyes swirling with the storm of emotions that were currently flowing through him. Trying not to make a scene while also looking like he was about ready to murder someone at the same time. Lets just say people knew not to approach him.
Mikasa then looked up innocently to see her uncle standing before them holding his tea. It seems he had managed to find what he was looking for at last. But why was he in such a bad mood? Wasn't he happy to have found his tea leaves? Had something happened to upset him?
Meanwhile Jean just sat there in awe, this man was the famous captain levi. The strongest fighter in all of humanity and the survey cores strongest weapon to boot. How did someone like this know a girl like her? Honestly, he was really amazed, this girl was full of surprises. It seemed this day wasn't going to be so bad after all.
"Uncle Levi" Mikasa responded obediently but didn't get up from her seat. She wanted to spend more time with this boy, he was so nice and she didn't have any friends back at the base. This was the first time in her life that she was able to spend time with another person her age and she was enjoying herself.
Levi then averted his gaze back to Jean, making the poor boy shiver in fear. Good, at least he knew just who he was messing with here by getting chummy with his niece. "Who is this boy Mikasa?" he replied sternly. He would not let her have any friends without his knowledge. Anything could happen otherwise.
Mikasa frowned at her uncle's tone, why was he being so mean? "He was being bullied by some other kids. He was crying and in pain. He still has lots of scrapes" she stated bluntly pointing to his scrapes. Like hell she would let some older jerks pick on someone who clearly had no way of defending themselves.
Jean then bowed his head shamefully, here he was a boy being called out on being pushed around. Though he didn't feel ashamed to have been saved by a girl, humanities strongest would surely see him as weak. Any pride or ability to make an impression was now shattered because he had been revealed to have been beaten up.
Levi then softened as he took in Jean's appearance. He reminded him of Furlan a little, same hair colour, gentle eyes. But then so much like himself as a boy, weak and yet kind. "What's your name kid?" he asked sternly but the anger in his tone had gone. Though he was worried about his 10-year-old niece taking an interest in boys, he would not ignore someone in need.
"J… Jean Kirstein sir" Jean replied timidly his voice a little shaky. Was he really speaking to the strongest soldier on the survey core? Let alone this girl's uncle?! This didn't feel real at all, that aside his mother would never believe him. So maybe it could be his little secret or something like that?
Levi then sighed heavily, this kid was pretty badly banged up. Luckily Hanji and himself had brought first aid equipment in case of injury, it was somewhat mandatory. "Mikasa come. And bring your friend" he said sternly. While he was glad Mikasa had met someone her own age to talk to, he was less than thrilled that it was a boy.
"Leeeviiii, Mikasaaa! I'm back!" Hanji called happily as she carried the bags of food in her hands happily. Man did she ever love markets, they were always so cheap. However, as she got closer to them she spotted Levi was in a worse mood than usual. Not only that but Mikasa had found herself a friend, a boy at that. How sweet.
She then decided to have a little fun, seeing as she could never resist teasing him. "I see you picked up another kid" she teased playfully, slight grin on her face. He was a such a little cutie, a little roughed up but a cute kid. And it seemed Mikasa was very taken with him herself. Seems she had good taste in boys.
Levi glared at her defiantly, a near death glare thrown at her "Shut up" he growled. He was less than pleased that Mikasa was so taken with a boy despite only having lived with him 2 weeks. How was it that she was already taking an interest in boys, kids her age should eat food, bathe, take a shit and go to bed.
Hanji snorted in amusement to his reaction, how cute. Levi was going daddy mode or protective mode because Mikasa was hanging out with a boy. And so, the parenting began fully, how interesting. She was going to have a riot telling Erwin and Mike about this whole situation later on, many laughs to be shared.
Mikasa shyly turned to Jean, a light blush on her cheeks. She had really enjoyed speaking to him, but worried that when she left he would get hurt again by those boys. "Goodbye Jean" she said kindly. He was a very nice boy, if not somewhat shy. He didn't talk much like herself, but she liked him a lot. It was only a shame she had to go now.
"G… Goodbye Mikasa" he said shyly his tone sad. She was the first friend he had ever made and now she had to leave. But at least he had been happy for a while even if it was brief. At least he would have some pleasant memories to look back on should he ever find himself feeling upset and lonely again.
Mikasa saw his look and then smiled "I can come back again and play sometime. We can watch clouds again" she suggested. Then she could protect Jean from bullies too. She knew her uncle couldn't say no, and she would pursue so long as she could get something she wanted. She would keep asking him even if he got annoyed.
Hanji snorted quietly, it was obvious Jean got no say in the manner. Not that she minded, it would give her fuel to tease him with. "It seems you little Mikasa has found herself a boyfriend" she teased. He was a cutie too. She wondered what kind of man he would become when he started to grow up.
Levi growled gripping the tea container hard in his hand. He didn't need reminding of what he could already see happening in front of him. She was just doing this to piss him off "Shut up shitty glasses" he growled angrily.