Levi's POV

I waited impatiently with the others. Ymir's friend hadn't woken up yet, and we were already back home. The kid slept for sixty years. How much more rest could he need? Ymir came out of the room we had put him in and waved for us to enter. Damian was sitting up, watching us with luminous blue eyes as we entered. Ymir introduced him. "Everyone, this is Damian Kyojin." She then let the rest of us introduce ourselves.

"Corporal Levi."

"Zoe Hange."

"Armin Arlert."

"Connie Springer."

"Sasha Brouse."

"Jean Kirchstien."

"Eren Yeager."

"Mikasa Ackerman."

"Historia Reiss."

"Annie Leonhart."

He looked around at us, then spoke. "Can I get something to eat?" His stomach growled as soon as he said this. I went and prepared him some food(I don't trust anyone else) and let him eat before he said anything else. He finished, and the first thing he asked was the last thing we wanted to answer. "So, Ymir told me that I was a Titan for about sixty years, but how did I change back?"

Hange went into a long explanation of how Titans could absorb the powers of those they devoured, none of which he seemed to understand, so I stopped her. "You ate a Titan Shifter named Jake Hoover." His eyes turned a dark green, and he put a hand over his mouth. I grabbed a bucket from under the bed and handed it to him. "In here. I don't want to have to was vomit off the bedsheets." He grabbed the bucket and wretched into it. He finished and Ymir took it, then rudely threw it out the window. "And now that's Sasha's job." Sasha groaned. "Now, do you think you could explain why your eyes just changed color?"

His eyes transitioned back to blue, then violet. "What do you mean?"

"Never mind." I'll have to study this one. "So, can you at least explain why your Titan form was more like a beast than a humanoid, or why you could control the other Wolf Titans?"

He scratched his head. "I can't remember even seeing a Wolf Titan, but I might have an explanation for it being an animal." He took a piece of paper and drew a bunch of cylinders, then labeled one blue and the others orange. "Well, I saw that one was different, so I just felt like I had to heve it. It might have been made differently."

I soon stopped asking questions and let the others ask less important questions, like skills and hobbies, but eventually I could see that he was tiring out and led everyone out. Ymir was assigned the last spare bedroom and we all went to bed, but the next day would be about as dificult.

Historia's POV

I woke up the next morning to a series of loud, raspy coughs from the other rooms. Eren, Jean, Armin, Connie, Ymir, and even Damian had caught some kind of virus while we were out the day before and now were stuck in bed either reading or complainig, all except Damian, who wouldn't even wake up. His fever also seemed to be the most extreme out of them all, literally burning my hand. Levi assigned the remainder of us to take care of one of the sick; Mikasa to Eren, Sasha to Connie, Annie to Armin, Hange to Jean, himself to Ymir, and me to Damian. I entered his room and checked his temperature, resulting in the burn I mentioned. I sighed and put a wet towel on his forehead, which is all we really had to do, then went on to my chores. I changed his towel every half hour, just like the others, but his fever didn't recede at all.

From what I overheard, the corporal had been questioning Ymir every time he went to change her towel, but she refused to answer anything. "Fuck you," was all she would say. Hange pointed out that the only reason she was still here was that Damian was here and that she was sick, so she could still very well be our enemy. This comment angered me and I had to fight the urge to shout at them.

I returned to Damian's room one last time and set the towel on his forehead, but I didn't feel any heat rise off of him, so I carefully set one finger on to test. Sure enough, his fever had gone down to the point where I could barely feel it. I set the towel back on his fore head and proceeded to wash the one from before.

Damian's POV

I slowly opened my eyes and sat up, feeling the wet towel fall onto my lap. Historia was sitting on the edge of the bed, washing a towel identical to the one in front of me. Her hand was bandaged up and dark red at the edges. "What happened to your hand?" She jumped and spilled some of the water. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

She smiled sheepishly. "It's fine. I just didn't expect you to wake up yet." I cocked my head and my vision turned a barely noticeable violet. "Um, you've been out for almost twenty-four hours."

"OK, so what about your hand?"

She looked down at the bandages. "I don't know how, but your fever was so bad that it did this when I checked you this morning."

My vision transitioned so that most of the color around me dulled. "Oh. Sorry."

She suddenly moved in really close and my face turned red. "Are you sure you don't know why your eyes keep changing?" I shook my head and she moved back. Strangely, I felt disappointed. "Sorry, I know that was a little weird. So, what can you tell me about Ymir before you two became Titans?"

I told her about the bratty Ymir I use to know. "After we got locked out, she refused to leave the gate, so I had to set up a bunch of traps to keep Titans away from us. They weren't very big, mostly just a wall of wires I hooked up as a shield. One Titan somehow got itself tangled and Ymir developed a habbit of cutting pieces off of it and smoking it like a cigar." She laughed and my heart flipped. Uh oh. "We eventually saw some guys heading off toward the mountain you found me in and we followed them back to their base, learned about the Titan powers, then stole them. We planned on using them to get back over Wall Maria and join the military to put them to good use, but we had stolen from batches of unstable serum and couldn't change back. I could control my Titan form fine before I fell asleep, then I'm not sure what happened." I yawned. "I've gotta admit, sleeping for sixty years is hard to come back from." She stared in shock. "What?"

"Open your mouth." I did so. "Wow!"

I ran my tongue over my teeth, then immediately regretted it as sharp points slit the skin and blood shot into my mouth. "What the hell?" Historia suddenly started coughing. "Uh oh." I took her back to her room and then went downstairs.

Corporal Levi was reading from a very old book. "About time you woke up. Where's Historia?"

I sat down in a chair and replied, "Sick. You know, she seemed a little dull yesterday, but she's really nice."

He raised an eyebrow. "Wierd. She normally is really dull. Wonder why she's being nicer to you than the others. She's known them for almost three years." He stood. "Sorry, but I'd rather read in solitude." He left me to ponder what she hasd said, then for some reason my mind switched back to when she got really close.

I almost had something when Sasha came down and dropped onto the chair Levi had occupied before. "Connie was coughing way too much for me to even give him the medicine. He just kept spraying it at me every time I gave it to him." She looked over at me and realized who she was talking to. "Wait, how did you get better before the others if you were the worst?"

I shrugged. Annie and Mikasa joined in just then. "Eren should be fine by morning," Mikasa reported. I smelled too much happiness for her to simply be glad. Wait, since when can I smell emotion?

Annies response came with a scent of worry. "Armin will have to stay in bed for a couple days."

Zoe joined us last, saying that Jean would be in bed for a few days. Levi eventually returned and told Annie to teach me to use the Omnidirectional Maneuver Gear, then sent Sasha to clean up my bile from last night.

She took me to the training ground and demonstrated the Gear, but was shocked when I immediately got it. "I'm use to using machines, hookshots especially. This isn't too new for me," I explained. We returned just before sundown and I went up to see Ymir, but she was sound asleep, so I went across the hall to Historia's room.

She was reading a book when I walked in. She smiled. "How'd you do with the ODM Gear?"

"Better than Annie thought I would," I sat down on a chair in the corner. "So, are there any other's like me and Ymir?"

To my suprise, she nodded. "Eren and Annie both can turn into Titans."

I bolted up. "How?"

She started to explain, but Sasha came in and ushered me out. "Sorry, but I have some questions for her, too." She closed the door. I sighed and returned to my room, thennoticed something in the mirror.

I moved closer andwas shocked to find that my ears were pointed, then they suddenly lengthened and I could hear Historia and Sasha talking in the other room. "Shut up!" Historia said angrily. "That's none of your buisness!"

Sasha laughed. "So you are into him! The more you deny it, the more I know it's true." My heart rate quickened and I wished I could figure out how to turn off this new ability.

Historia groaned. "Maybe!" Sasha was quiet, probably wearing a triumphant grin. "Just get out before I throw you out."

"OK, but I would recommend you hide it from Ymir until she leaves."

"Why?"

"Didn't you notice? She's absolutely in love with you." My heart stopped. Historia was silent until Sasha left.

"I've known Damian for one day and I might already like him that way, and now my best friend is in love with me? How much more confusing could this get?"

"You said it," I sighed.