Samantha awakes lying down in a warm bed, wrapped in two layers of blankets. She rubs her eyes and notices Rivaille sitting in a chair next to the bed, with his head bowed down, and his arms crossed at his chest.

"You do look familiar…" Rivaille thinks aloud, but quietly enough for Samantha not to wake up. He doesn't notice that Samantha is awake until she sits up, making the bed squeak with her movements. Samantha hadn't noticed that she was naked and stretched her arms up above her head, revealing her breasts the moment Rivaille looked at her. She turned her head to Rivaille and saw that he was now facing completely away from her.

"Corporal…? Are you okay?" Samantha was a bit strunken back by his body language; she had always wanted to be in Team Rivaille but felt she didn't cut it for him; plus, she had a slight "thing" for him. They had met many times before before, but only briefly and Samantha tends to be shy when she meets someone new, and especially someone as handsome as Rivaille.

"Uhm." Rivaille cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'm fine, just…here." Rivaille began to take off his uniform; he got to his white, long sleeved shirt, handing it to the confused naked girl. "I won't face you until you put it on." I've embarrassed him... Awh! Eh! I want to apologize, but I don't think it would make much of a difference… Samantha grabs the shirt from Rivaille's stretched out arm. She puts her arms through the sleeves and begins to button it up. It was difficult to do anything in Rivaille's shirt, as he was much bigger than she was and the sleeves went passed her hands.

Rivaille was peaking at Samantha as she fondled at the buttons, making her a tad bit frustrated, he thought this image was rather cute, causing a smile big enough to show his teeth to appear on his face. He hid his face once more and remembered the image before; Rivaille noticed how fit Samantha was. She was tiny, but she had lean muscle, no six pack abs or anything, but she was fit. Her breasts were also rather large for someone her size… Rivaille looked back at Samantha and was welcomed with a smiling face.

"Good afternoon, Corporal." Samantha spoke with a ring in her voice, still smiling.

"Please, dear, call me Rivaille." Rivaille moved and sat next to Samantha on the bed, grabbing her hand and kissing her middle finger gently. "Nice to meet you." Rivaille smiled. Samantha's face flushed, but she didn't look away from Rivaille.

"Actually, Rivaille, we've met before." Samantha giggled. Finally, Rivaille remembered! I met her when Eren went to plug the hole in the Wall. Rivaille looked down, remembering the moment once more. She was extremely shy, and giggled a lot – it kind of annoyed me, but I thought it was a bit cute… Rivaille was pulled away by his thoughts when Samantha laid her head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Rivaille, I just got really dizzy all of a sudden…" Rivaille lifted up her head with his index finger, examining her flushed face. Her eyes looked heavy, as if she were about to pass out any moment.

"It's fine… You should lay down anyways." Rivaille stood up, supporting Samantha by placing his hands at the upper and lower part of her back. He then gently lowered her body more and more until her head was on the pillow.

Samantha didn't go to sleep, but she just decided lay there, chit-chatting with Rivaille until she felt that she could sit up again.

"So, did you bathe me and change me?" Samantha finally decided to ask, it was a rather awkward question, but she hadn't remembered anything since she collapsed when Rivaille and Hanji found her; which was quite awhile ago now.

"N-no…" Rivaille blushed at the thought. Bathing her naked, wet body… Applying soap to the sponge and washing from the nape of her jaw line, to her large, perky breasts, past her belly button, to her-

"Well, do you know where my clothes are?" Rivaille crossed his legs; he had thought a tad too much about bathing Samantha. "Yeah, Hanji Zoe has them, and she is the one who bathed you." Samantha blushed, she hasn't revealed herself to anyone – well, expect for Rivaille who got a clear look at her breasts just moments ago.

"Don't worry too much about it," Rivaille smiled, he could tell Samantha wasn't exactly okay with the fact someone bathed her while being uncousious.

While waiting for Hanji, Samantha and Rivaille begin to bond a bit more.

"So, I'm sure you know a lot about me if you spoke to the Commander before coming to see me," Samantha said, still giggling at Rivaille's story from when he was younger.

"Mhhmm… Only very basic information though, such as age, name, month of your birthday, and grad rank."

"Oh, that's not a lot at all," Samantha said, kind of dumbfounded. "I would think he would say more, but I went into training in the year 844, making me and my fellow trainees the 103rd Corps Graduates – before your friend, Eren." Samantha smiled, noticing that Rivaille actually enjoyed spending time with her. His face was still red from when they both shared a fit of laughter about each other's embarrassing childhood years. She continued.

"I was 17 upon entering and 19 when graduating; my comrades were all older than me. Esus was 22 when he graduated, Xavier 25, and Alec was 21. They reminded me of my brothers that I lost when the Colossal Titan made his first appearance."

"Ah… I'm sorry for your lost," Rivaille spoke softly. He was beginning to get irritable waiting for Hanji, so irritable in fact that he didn't hear Samantha when she said that "it was okay" and "thank you for being so kind." Eventually, Samantha caught on that Rivaille didn't want to talk at the moment. Had I offended him when I mentioned that we have met before? Did I say it rudely? Rivaille turned to Samantha after he had realized that he was staring at the door, he saw her saddened face.

"I'm sorry, Samantha – I should tell you what's on my mind…" Rivaille scooted in front of her, grabbing her gentle hands. "I'm just waiting for Hanji to come back, so we can know what to do – and we could leave without her guidance, but I'm shirtless and you're not wearing anything on your…lower half." Samantha smiled, relieved that he hadn't offended him. I really need to learn not to worry so much. He is so kind, he doesn't speak how he does to his team – he speaks with a much more relaxed and sweet voice…

"It's okay, Rivaille," Samantha said in her usually upbeat, sweet voice – flashing another smile to Rivaille. "I can understand your anticipation." She's too cute… I just want to…kiss her. Rivaille began to lean closer to Samantha's sweet face; he placed his hands on either of her cheeks, closing his eyes. Samantha then copied his facial expression, tilting her head to the right. They were edging closer and closer by each second that passed by – their noses were touching now, Rivaille could feel Samantha's struggling breaths on his cheeks. Her plump breasts were gently grazing his muscular chest.

"Hello! Hell-o…" Hanji bursts through the door, carrying toiletries and a brand new uniform in her left forearm. Samantha and Rivaille bounced away from each other, facing Hanji with flushed cheeks. "Well, I can see you two have gotten quite comfortable with each other while I was gone, yes?" Hanji smiled, she wasn't too worried about it; Rivaille needs a sweet woman of his own anyways, it's about damn time. Hanji was still smiling and slightly giggling when she placed Samantha's things on the bedside table. Samantha and Rivaille were staring at her with wide eyes. I should've have acted on my impulses, thought Rivaille.

"Don't worry, Rivaille… I approve." Hanji chuckled. Samantha smiled, holding back a bit of laughter. She enjoyed being in their company, she remembered when she first met Rivaille that him and Hanji were quite funny; it was like they were brother and sister. Rivaille noticed Samantha's expression and smiled himself, bowing his head.

Hanji placed her hands on her hips, and cleared her throat. Samantha and Rivaille looked up at her from Samantha's bed. "Samantha, this will be your room, you are between Rivaille and I; Rivaille on your left, and I on your right. I reported to Commander Irvin that we had found you, he is pleased to know that you are unharmed – even after a whole extra month of being outside the walls." Samantha flashed a bashful smile, bowing her head to hide it, and then looked back up at Hanji. "Commander Irvin would like you, with Rivaille, to report to him as soon as possible – and just to let you know ahead of time, he will ask you about your comrades - as I'm sure it will be troubling expriencing that again." Samantha shared a distraught look, her lip began to quiver. Rivaille grabbed her hand for emotional support, while flashing a smile and tucking her hair behind her ear.

"I know… But it'll be okay, I promise…" Hanji paused for Samantha to regain control of her emotions, and then continued. "So, I will see you two then, okay?" She smiled, turned on her heel, and closed the door behind her.

"Do you want me to go so you ca-"

"No, stay." Samantha smiled. She's a very (emotionally) strong girl… Rivaille smiled back.

Samantha began to unbutton Rivaille's shirt off her body slowly. Is she going to change in front of me? Samantha left the last button unbuttoned and ran up to Rivaille and kissed him on the lips. He has soft lips. She tastes so sweet… like candy. The kiss got slightly deeper, but Samantha broke it and turned around and took off Rivaille's shirt.

"I decided to give us what we worked for before we were interrupted." Samantha blushed, but Rivaille didn't see, but he could tell by the way she said "interrupted."Rivaille's face got beet red the moment his eyes caught the sight of Samantha's cute butt. Samantha bended over slightly to grab her uniform. I wonder if she's sweet there too… Rivaille felt his face get warmer, and he noticed his crouch was giving Samantha an impolite gesture at a moment like this. He could hear Samantha humming as she changed; putting on her bra, next her shirt, then her jacket. She bended all the way over for the straps for the 3D Maneuver Gear, revealing her clit, vagina and anus to Rivaille. He couldn't get his eyes unglued from her perfect little body, he stood there with a stern, seemingly calm look he usually has, his arms crossed with his right hand supporting his chin with its index finger and thumb. She probably views this as an innocent occurrence, and I'm over here drooling over her like a dog. Rivaille began to snap out of the trance Samantha's beautiful body had put on him. Eventually, after seemingly hours of watching Samantha change, she was done and turned around. She noticed Rivaille's hard cock throbbing in his pants, making her blush, but she decided to ignore it – as she couldn't do anything about it right now.

"Done?" Rivaille asked, offering his arm to Samantha. Samantha took the gesture, looping her arm at his elbow as if they were a newly wedded couple walking down the aisle.

They arrived at Commander Irvin's office, by this time Rivaille's boner had gone completely down. Commander Irvin took Samantha out of Rivaille's arms, giving her a hug. A bit of jealousy came into Rivaille's heart, as he knew that the Commander was able to feel Samantha's breast against his chest – even if it was a quick hug.

"Sit here, dear… it's nice to see you again." Commander Irvin smiled, "Now, you can take as much time as you need, but what caused you to take a month to come back from outside the walls?"