Chapter Fifteen
You Hurt Her, I Break You
A/N: This was supposed to be posted a FEW weeks ago, but then I started playing Days Gone again, beat that, then I started playing The Witcher III and I. can't. stop. PLAYING. And when I'm not playing, I'm trying my best not to sleep as I have a sleeping disorder; mix that with my depression and bouts of insomnia - fun! So please, enjoy until the next chapter, because the next one is gonna be good!
Disclaimer: Attack on Titan does not belong to me, I only own Emalina and any other OC's. The new story picture does not belong to me; I hold no Copyright and found the picture through Google Images.
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Point of View
Emalina
As we had been instructed the previous night, other new recruits and myself for the Scout Regiment were up bright and early, ready to pursue the regiment path we had chosen. With our belongings in tow, we walked together towards the stage, where we waited for the Scout veterans to traverse with us to our new Headquarters. Glancing around, my friends looked tired, dark circles under their eyes; I was no exception. The sleep I'd been able to achieve these past few nights were restful. Jean being the individual to thank as he held me close each night, hunting all nightmares threatening to disturb my dreams. My thoughts were a different story, having been plagued by images of Marco, switching from him being alive to discovering his decaying body. I was heartbroken and severely missed my best friend. What else could I be feeling?
Guilt.
Extreme guilt; not just from surviving, but having a smile plastered on my face for the last few hours.
Jean and I expressed our love for one another when Trost was attacked and we've bounced back and forth since in expressing our affection. Last night, after our induction into the Scouts, he not only said we were partners, something he believed more than a normal couple, yet expressed how we wished to marry him in the future. I'd been in love with Jean since we met; had I considered marriage in my future with anyone? Not really, keeping in mind I'd been grieving for my parents. Lately though, even before our confession to each other, that was all I could imagine. Jean and I together, with the cottage surrounded with love, our children and horses out in the field.
Not once thinking myself to be a "girly-girl" as Sasha described it, yet when it came to Jean, I'd squeal with hearts in my eyes. That man made me a different person and I was extremely thankful. I was very unlike the person I'd know, while being me, and he accepted it all.
Speaking of said male, he had been deep in a discussion with Armin all morning since the veterans met and began escorting us into the territory within Wall Rose and Wall Sina. Squashed within Connie and Sasha, my best friend wanted to know all the details about last night, with our shorter friend interrupted, needing the current gossip as well. And I told them the truth in that they heard Jean correctly. We were together in which marriage was certain in our future.
I swear, Sasha was already on the veteran's shit list when her squeal reached their ears when she heard me correctly. She didn't need it, but I promised Sasha she would receive an invitation to our wedding, whenever it would take place. The girl was already planning the event and I had to force her lips quiet, somewhat afraid she would scare Jean off, though Connie was certain Jean would most likely join in. We laughed, knowing it was probably true; shit, if it wasn't too soon, I would've discussed more on the topic as well.
We pushed on, both towards Headquarters and to heal within myself. I was struggling, knowing my decision was the one who sent Marco to his death. It had been slightly over a week since the attack, and with each passing day, I had grown to accept my fault in losing my freckled friend. Having made a promise with Levi to live with no regrets, my soul resumed in living. Marco was no longer in my life and I would gradually accept that fact, but we could never be removed from my heart. Times does eventually heal all wounds. That's the thing though: it takes time.
" 'Sup Emalina?"
Shoving his bulkier frame into my petite body, Reiner and Bertholdt replaced Connie and Sasha as my two friends were already moving forward to speak with the veterans. "Hey! You two seem lively this morning. Get some good sleep last night?"
"Some, but not the best," Bertholdt answered, adjusting the strap on his back.
Groaning, Reiner wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "Let's just hope the beds at HQ will be comfier."
"They are, Reiner." I smiled up at him as both held quizzical expressions. "They're comfier. And we each get our own room and bathroom too."
The blonde could only snicker. "Seriously, is there anything you haven't experienced? I mean, damn."
About to reply, Bertholdt interrupted, clarifying his friend's question. "He means about the Scouts, Emalina."
"Ohhh, with the Scouts? Um, actually...yes, there is! I haven't been on an expedition or attended any important meetings," I offered the truth. There was probably more, but these, I considered, were significant. At least I thought so.
"You know what I mean," the blonde mumbled, rubbing my hair. This had become a habit of Reiner's, considering how short I was, compared to him.
"If I may, Emalina...is what the Commander said last night true? They rescued you?"
If there is anything I appreciated most about Bertholdt was his ability in speaking more. I'm not sure if it was only with me or not, although I loved it all the same. "What you heard last night was correct. The Scouts saved me from being eaten after my village was attacked. They took me in when I had nowhere else to go, which is why I know most of the members." The look Reiner and Bertholdt shared seemed saddened by my words.
"How come we didn't know?"
"Because…up until recently, I didn't like talking about it. Other than the Scouts obviously, only three other people knew of my past."
"Hmm, Sasha, Marco and Jean?" Bertholdt was correct.
"That's right." Their neutral expressions suddenly drifted downwards, saddened by my statement.
Saddened at what though? They've known I was a survivor from the initial titan attack. Was it because they found out I was almost eaten as well?
"Alright new recruits, we are officially here." Stepping through the end of the forest path, we were met with the stunning view of the old Scout Headquarters. The fortress stood several stories and was sparkling clean, my only guess was Levi had Eren and his squad bleach the massive stone building from top to bottom. When living with the regiment, we stayed here for nearly two-three weeks of every month, with the last week in Trost in preparation for me to stay with the Garrisons and the others to leave on their expedition. In one of his letters, Levi had expressed they were to stay permanently in Trost, but I didn't know why. It definitely was comforting being back, as I considered this place home.
The two veterans guided us to the front before splitting us in half, directing each group where we were to go. We were informed today would be training basics, where, after lunch, we would resume our training in learning Commander Erwin's Long-Range Scouting Formation. Dita Ness met us at the front as he drew me into a massive hug, taking us straight towards the stables, knowing that's where I would want to go first. He allowed me to place Freyja in her stall, giving me the peace of mind knowing she would be fine; then began our first lesson.
"I'm Section Commander Ness. Some of you may remember me when I had Emalina over here assist with one of our horses' births during your Trost evacuation drill. It's nice to see you all again!" Smiling, he patted the snout of his trusty steed beside him. "This girl is my horse, Charette. Fair warning, Charette is rather partial to hair pulling hair, so I'd watch out if you don't want to go bald. We're glad to meetcha!" And commence Charette attacking Ness' bandana, which coincidentally covered his baldness, as she tried pulling the cloth from his head. "Ack! Hey! Stop that you freak!"
Sighing with a smile, I knew this would happen. Whistling loudly, I sharply called her name. "Charette!" Releasing Ness, the horse turned its black eyes at me as I produced an apple from behind me back. She trotted towards me and attempted to snatch the apple form my hand, though I whisked it away from her teeth. Whinnying, the steed counted her hooves, but I was unmoved. "Oh no, you know not to do that to Ness." She neighed, going for the fruit once more.
I could feel my cheeks warm, knowing my friends were watching the spectacle with curious eyes.
"Do you want the apple?" Holding it up high, I held my hand up to stop her. "Charette, sit!" And she promptly lowered her behind until she sat, back legs flat between her front. "Such a good girl! You deserve this." Petting her snout, she slowly snatched the fruit, happily slurping the juices as she consumed it all.
"Ugh, phew...Emalina, you truly are a lifesaver!" Having fixed his bandana, Ness petted his steed as well, watching in amusement.
That was the only amusement we had for the day, if not for the first few days.
I knew the ins and outs of the Scout regiment and was finally proud to be one. As a new recruit, I traveled with the others in the entire training, desiring a new perspective since I was now a soldier and not a younger girl struggling to survive. Dragged around the fortress, we were given the upmost crucial information needed for our new position as soldiers. There was no combat training, as we were mainly tasked learning, and memorizing, Erwin's Long-Range Scouting Formation. Once the basics of the formation had been drilled into our brains, we had been taken out into the fields for practice expeditions, having gone through the required colored flares and its directional usage.
The nights weren't the same as they had been in training. We fell into our beds tired and weary, more from mental exhaustion than physical. Jean and our friends were together through the day and all meals, laughing and attempting in smiling. At night, we saved those hours just for us. Our first night here, Jean confessed something I hadn't been expecting. The night we buried our comrades and he went to visit me, he ran into Levi, who expressed the two were to have a chat when they had spare time. It was cute to see the male fussing over having a talk with my brother about us, but I wasn't worried, and I told him the same. Still, we decided to sleep alone in our own beds until their discussion could be held. Levi was protective, yet even I had no idea how protective he would be when it came to my relationship with Jean. Better to be safe, than sorry.
Our training was never-ending, with nearly six days having passed since arriving at Headquarters. Our lessons did gradually dwindle, our main task to work on what we learned and to train. We had to prepare for this upcoming expedition; Commander Erwin placed his trust in us as new recruits to perform to the best as the veterans.
One late afternoon, in making our way towards the Mess Hall for dinner, Jean and I lagging behind the others as we were simply walking slowly. Eren suddenly appeared from inside the stables as he noticed Mikasa and Armin passing by, having run towards them to catch their attention. Having not seen Eren since the attack, it was shocking to see the male, as I wondered Levi would keep him separate from the rest of us. Drawing closer, I could hear Mikasa question if they had done any experiments on him because of his newfound titan abilities.
"That pipsqueak took things way too far; I will make him pay for it one day."
"She, what?" I muttered quietly, having heard her clearly. Seeing how our friends noticed Eren as well, they backtracked as we moved forward. All the while I was trying to ignore their conversation, my attention on Mikasa. That is, until he mentioned my best friend. "She did not…Jean, did she just?…"
"Yeah," Jean mumbled with a shake of his head while taking my hand. "Mikasa thinks she can take on Levi for doing his damn job."
"If you're all here," Eren began, glancing through the small crowd for other familiar faces. "Does that mean Jean, Annie and Marco went to the Military Police?" Mouths falling slightly, the eyes of our friends diverted his, moving from Eren to Jean and I. Confused, Eren turned, surprised to see both us standing behind him. "W-Wait a sec, you joined too, Jean?"
"…Marco is dead." Gripping my hand, Jean held it tight, as I stared forward. These last few days had been manageable, without the mention of Marco's name. Once it was in the air, I withdrew back to my original self, and each time, Jean would grab my hand, thrusting me back into the light.
"You s-said he...no, what are you saying...? Marco's not dead, you're just kidding around, right?"
"I wish I could tell you he died nobly or heroically." Glancing upward, Jean's facade remained impassive, withholding his emotions, only expressing them with me and me alone. "Truth is, I don't even know how he went out. He was alone; there was no one there to see it happen."
"No, this can't be..." Turning to me, Eren was adamant I tell the truth: hoping Marco was alive and we were lying. "Emalina please. Marco's alive right? He has to be!"
"No, he isn't, Eren." My expression was the same as my partners. It had been for the past two weeks, it wouldn't change just like that because someone wasn't there to see the truth firsthand. "Our best friend is dead; Jean and I were the ones to find him, so we know more than you. Face the facts like all of us and move on." Taking his hand with my spare, I squeezed, feeling the sting in the corner of my eyes. "Please," I whimpered. "Marco's not coming back."
"Alright rookies, listen up! Your uniforms are here!" Calling from across the square, Ness held bundles of cloaks wrapped neatly in his hands.
Tugging my hand, Jean grabbed my attention, knowing I desperately needed, and wanted, a distraction. "C'mon Ema."
"Wait a sec, there's something I need to say." Boots thudded against the stone as I whirled to Mikasa, her body pulling back a centimeter or two as I shoved my face into hers. "Don't think I couldn't hear what you said about my brother."
"Stay out of this Emalina, it doesn't concern you," she snapped, her once innocent eyes turning dark.
"True yet doesn't concern you either, Mikasa. But the moment you threaten my brother, it becomes my concern." Fists tightening at my side, I forced my breathing to slow, calming myself. "Then again, I heard all about the hearing from Levi and I fully support what he did."
"He assaulted Eren! And – !"
"AND I also know the Military Police were about to execute him if Levi hadn't interfered, is that correct?"
"U-Um..."
"My brother saved Eren. True, Eren got his ass handed to him, but he looks perfectly fine to me." Poking a finger into her chest, my heart snapped, suddenly no longer caring what she, or anyone else, thought about regarding my next choice in words. "If anything, you should be thanking Levi. Otherwise, you'd probably be mourning over Eren's grave right about now." Not realizing I was sniffling until it was too late, Sasha touched my arm, her warmth was appreciated and wanted as the others burned their gaze into me. Even Jean's, as he stayed in the same spot, respecting my rash decision in confronting Mikasa.
"Count yourself lucky he's still alive, Mikasa, because you can s-see him whenever you want. I'll never be able to see Marco smile or l-laugh again; he can't give me a hug when I'm c-crying...So fucking THANK my brother and enjoy the time you have with Eren, because some of us aren't so fucking lucky!" Twirling towards Jean, his face somber as our hands met, linking together in an unbreakable hold. "Can we go get our uniforms?" I whispered, quickly wiping my tears away.
"Of course, c'mon."
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The following afternoon, we had just finished filling our stomachs with food, having left the hall as the rest of the afternoon was free. Connie, Sasha, Jean and I were headed to the stables as they asked for me to assist with their ODM maneuvering on horseback. This was something we had accomplished during training, but I could see they were wanting to hone their skills. As we trekked through the building, our faces were hit with the bright, afternoon sun when my name was suddenly called from behind.
"Emalina."
"Levi!" Restraining myself from hugging the man, I knew my brother wasn't one to appreciate friendly contact while in the presence of others. The hug I gave him during when we found each other in Trost was much needed, of course; and I flat out didn't care. "We were just headed to work on some things. What's up?"
"Erwin's looking for you. He needs you to bring the recruits you trust the most."
"Huh?" Head tilted out of curiosity, I was wondering what the Commander needed. Also, the recruits I trusted most? Meaning, my friends? "I mean," sharing a glance with my three closest confidants, all huddled behind me, Levi could already see my answer. "I trust all my comrades, but these three are the ones whose opinion I value most."
"I see. Alright brats, follow me."
"Now?" Sasha asked.
"That's what I said, isn't it?" my brother stared back at her, as we followed him back inside.
"Ohhh, scare-ry," Connie muttered; all the while I couldn't stop chuckling. It didn't take long being around the Captain to know you didn't cross what he said. If he wanted you to follow him, you did; no questions asked.
Trekking up to the third floor, he arrived outside the Commander's office as Levi knocked, a familiar voice granting access. Entering, my brother closed the door as we all stood before Erwin. Hange, having been sitting on the edge of the Commander's desk, cheerfully stepped forward, engulfing me into a tight embrace, leaving me breathless as her arms tightened around my tiny waist. One characteristic I learned early on about that Scouts is how most of them loved hugs. For a young woman who had just lost her entire family, being taken in by such people was annoying at first, but then became a constant necessity I sought after and quickly grew to love,
"Emaliiiinaaaaaa!" Happily singing my name, I hugged my close friend back as she smiled at my friends, shoving her hand towards each, introducing herself. . "Hi everybody! I'm Hange Zoë, Squad Leader for the Fourth Squad and the person who handles all our titan research!"
"Goodness, you're really cheery," my female friend stated while shaking the Squad Leader's hand.
"That I am, young recruit! I must be with the all titan-handling that must be done!" Turning back to me, she clapped my back several times, returning to her corner on the desk. "Emalina, I hear congratulations are in order?"
"For what?"
"For graduating at number one and for already being ranked as a Squad Leader? With Team Levi no less!"
"Alright Hange, I'm certain Emalina and her friends would like to enjoy the rest of the day while there's still light out."
"Of course, Erwin." Removing herself to the back wall, Erwin, sitting behind his desk, acknowledged the four of us with a wave of his hand.
"I thank all of you for taking the time to come see me." Arms behind our backs, we nodded sharply, interesting to hear what was suddenly needed of us out of the blue. "I have asked Emalina to bring those she trusted most, which is why the three of you have arrived. As I am still learning all the names of the new recruits, will you please provide yours?"
"Connie Springer, sir!"
"Sasha Blouse, sir!"
"Jean Kirschtein, sir!"
"And I'm Emalina Varlen, sir!"
The veterans chuckled at my response; Levi sighed as he kicked me lightly in the leg. "We already know you, shorty."
Smiling, Erwin continued. "Thank you all; let's get to business. As I am sure you three are aware, Emalina lived with the Scout Regiment right after the first attack until she left for Cadet training." They all nodded, having gradually learned when our friendship and trust within each other grew together. "I have trusted her judgment the moment we took her in, which is why I wanted her to bring those she trusted as well. You were all there when Trost was attacked and all four of you exerted yourselves to save the city; for which I, and the other Scouts, are grateful. We commend your bravery."
Connie was the one who answered for us. "T-Thank you, sir," his cheeks turning slightly pink.
"When we experienced the first attack five years ago, the Scouts anticipated another titan assault to take place; however, there are some issues between both I have had to analyze. I wanted to speak with you four to gain an inside perspective, to see if there may be any pieces of information we can gain that was not in the report we received."
"Uh, sir?"
"Yes Jean."
"We were only cadets at the time, simply going off of the orders given to us. How could there be anything new we can provide that you weren't already given?"
"A fair point," Hange stated. "As members of the Scouts, it is our duty to protect the citizens as we venture outside the wall to reclaim our lands. And because of this, we must read between the lines, to see what others might miss so we can be two steps ahead. If we are to one day take back Wall Maria, we must examine any new patterns the titans may have that could be different than five years ago."
"So...not necessarily the titans themselves, more in comparing the two attacks while crossing out any overlaps." Rubbing my chin, I was beginning to understand here they were coming from. If Erwin was considering the same notion that had been on my mind for some time, then there was more up the Commander's sleeve he didn't want any new recruits to know.
Smiling brightly, Hange stated, "Exactly."
"Honestly?" From my peripheral, I could see Sasha working through her brain, trying to find anything she could give to the Commander. "I'm sorry sir, but I don't think I have anything. The attack was so sudden and we were all trying to survive, to save ourselves and our comrades."
"Sadly I'm the same. I mean, the only thing I can think of is something you're already aware of, and that's Eren. Other than him suddenly becoming a titan, I...don't think I have anything else."
Accepting their honest responses, he glanced at Levi and Hange. "Emalina?"
"Whether or not its helpful, there's been something on my mind and it's been annoying me off, to say the least. It's something Jean and I have discussed."
"Alright," Erwin nodded. Breathing, he looked up at my friends. "Sasha, Connie."
"Sir!"
Folding his hands on the desk, Erwin nodded in their direction. "Your answers are very much appreciated and it does help fill in the gaps. We would like to continued speaking with Emalina and Jean; though it shouldn't be too long, I promise." Surprised to see they could go, they moved towards the door, when he called their attention again. "One more thing. Please be advised that what has been stated today will remain here. If you must discuss the matter with either of us, that is perfectly fine, but do not speak on the matter to any other Scout. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir!" Saluting, they shot confused glances towards the two of us before leaving. As the door closed, I hummed, still wondering what Erwin was concocting. The man was a genius in his own right. A different genius than Hange, but one still, nonetheless.
"Now they're gone, spill Emalina." Sitting in the empty chair, Levi crossed his leg, leaning backward to watch us both.
"Hm. Can I move around freely, sir?"
"You may."
Dropping my arms, I sauntered around the office, rubbing my chin in though as four people viewed. "Ema, you're not thinking about what we discussed after we got over the wall, are you?"
"Heh, that's exactly what I'm thinking of."
Squealing, Hange pointed out, "Ooooo, my, my, my. Our little Emalina has become quite the thinker!"
"I, well obviously what we have to say, we have no proof." Resuming my position next to Jean, he took note of my look as he continued to speak. I have experience with the Scouts, and I wanted him to be able to have the same as well. They needed to see him as the solider I already knew he was.
"We both share the same idea how it seemed kinda weird the Armored Titan never appeared, unlike the first titan attack he was there within, what? An hour?" Erwin, Hange and Levi seemed to nod, whether they had already thought of the same notion or not, I couldn't say. "We were in Trost from morning until night; the Armored Titan never once appeared."
"That's where I become confused, which leads me to believe both attacks were planned."
This caught Erwin's attention, though Hange was the one to speak. "Planned? How does lead you to believe so?"
Humming in my throat, I still had to think. The idea was in my head, now how was I to place it into words? "Look at it this way: we lived inside the walls for over one hundred years, then all of a sudden, a gigantic, colossal titan unexpectedly appears out of no where and smashes the gate directly in Shiganshina?"
"Not only that," Jean continued. "But how long have the Scouts been venturing outside the walls? How could a titan of its size be missed in all the expeditions that have happened? There's no documentation." Falling silent, we watched the others as they were in deep thought. "Also…it does seem coincidental that the day after the Cadets graduate was the same day the Scouts left for their expedition. And within the next hour or so the Colossal Titan attacked."
Breathing gently, my arm crossed, the hair standing on edge. "It just seems too coincidental."
"What if they're right, Erwin?" Walking behind his desk, Hange stared outside the windows. "We've never considered the possibility and it does line up. We have no record of such titans existing."
"There's more." Turning to me, I rubbed my cheeks. "We now have Eren, something I don't think anyone could've foreseen. He is someone who can now change into a titan; what if the Colossal and Armored titans are the same?" Clapping my hands, I waited a moment before adding my last question "What if they're titan…shifters?"
"GAH! Emalina you're so smart!" Tightly grasping her ears, Hange swiveled her head back and forth, seemingly in pain, yet this was her way of rattling new information inside her brain. "How have we not seen this?! Agh, it makes so much sense! And she's right! If Trost was planned just like Shiganshina, what better way to do it than when the Scouts are gone and the city only has the Garrisons and Cadets to protect the city?!"
"She's not done." Stopping, Hange glanced at Jean, who ignored the others while he looked at me. Even I cocked my eyebrow, curious if I was missing something. "Tell them," he said, holding my gaze.
"Tell them…You mean…? Are you sure?"
"Go ahead. It's not crazy, I really think you're on to something." Smiling in good gesture, he nudged my elbow until my head was shaking in agreement.
"Alright, look. There's been something else I thought of that I just…don't understand. And, well, I'm not sure if it's anything important to consider, but we've been stumped."
"Spit it out," Levi said, noticing my apprehension.
All I said was, "The walls."
"What about them?" asked Erwin.
"Where did they come from? How were they built? I don't ever remember being taught about their construction or how long it took. All I know is our basic history. How the titans suddenly appeared a hundred years ago and nearly devoured the entire human race, leaving those who survived to build the walls and live inside for protection. The walls are fifty-meters high! If human eating titans appeared and, with no prior knowledge of their existence, how were the remaining humans able to create such monstrous walls is such a wide expansive area without all of them being eaten?"
Had it fallen silent before? Because now, it was so quiet I was scared I'd said something foolish. Tugging on Jean's elbow, he smiled, yet I couldn't.
"Emalina." Eyes narrowed and sharp, it was hard to say I hadn't seen such a look on the Commander's face before. "Have you told any others about this."
"O-Other than Jean and now all of you? No, I've remained quiet."
"Good. I know you trust your friends, but don't speak of this to either of them. This stays here, understood?"
"Of course. Did I…say something out of line, sir?"
"On the contrary, Emalina," Levi said proudly. His eyes were closed yet his lips were slightly curved upward.
"More importantly," Hange began, seemingly lost in my words. "Where did you come up with such thoughts...? Seriously, this is outstanding, Emalina!"
"I-I...I'm not sure. During training, I thought a lot about why the titans did attack and other stuff. Soon I questioned the role of the walls, other than to protect us from the outside. From there, just kinda thought how they were built. It doesn't seem logical nor possible, if we are to go off the death toll history tells us."
Standing from his seat, Erwin moved around his desk. "All of us are grateful for your time this afternoon and the information you have provided. We are trying to gain an understanding regarding the attack and your intel has provided me with a different perspective. Emalina, Jean, thank you."
"You're most welcome, sir."
"Of course," Jean stated quietly.
"Good. Now then, you are free to go enjoy the rest of your afternoon. From what I've heard, you both and the others have been adamant about training for the upcoming expedition."
"Yes sir, we know this next expedition will be important and we want to demonstrate our best."
"It will be. Now, have a good day you two."
Grasping the handle, Jean took hold of my hand when he suddenly stiffened, noticing Levi clasped his shoulder. "Not so fast. Emalina, you can go. I'd like to speak with Jean first."
I couldn't resist in rolling my eyes. "Seriously, Levi? Goodness...Alright, alright."
Despite his body still tense, Jean held a beautiful smile on his lips, leaving my insides a hot, melted mess. Refraining from kissing my cheek, he said, "It's alright Ema, go tell Connie and Sasha I'll be there soon and meet you at the stables."
"Sure thing. And Levi? Please don't break him."
"No promises," my brother said, pulling Jean away from me as I closed the door.
"Whoa, hold on; break me?!"
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Point of View
Levi
As the lock clicked in the door, I sat myself on the corner of Erwin's desk, both Commander and Hange staring down at the new male recruit. This same boy who seems to be in an intimate relationship with my sister. In returning to find Trost attacked, and having to deal with the aftermath watching over titan-boy, I hadn't had much time to consider the possibility there was something more concerning my sister. It was draining, thinking my she was in love with another; the mere thought creating an uneasy queasiness in my stomach.
Emalina and I weren't blood related, this was obvious; still, the truth rarely bothered me since it didn't matter in the slightest. She was my sister through and through, others having pointed out we acted like real siblings since day one. Taking her in after we rescued her, I vowed to always protect her, regardless of the situation. If a titan were to attack, I'd kill them all to keep her safe. If someone were to threaten her, I'd beat the person senseless. And right now, if I were to find out this Jean Kirschtein was merely using my sister, I would most definitely break him.
Fuck that, I might just end the poor bastard.
"So, brat. You remember why you're here?"
He nodded, eyes never looking away from mine. "Yeah, I do."
"Good. Now, start talking."
Heaving a sigh on the opposite side of the desk from me, my friend glanced over. "You're really going to interrogate him, Levi?"
"Of course I am, four-eyes."
"Do you honestly think that's a good idea?" Erwin interrupted, hiding a cheeky smile behind his hands. "Would Emalina appreciate this?"
"Tch," my eyes snapped aside, knowing the man was right.
"I think he's in the right."
Snapping towards him, it was surprising to see Jean in agreement. "Oi! Don't say shit thinking it'll help you to get on my good side."
"I'm not," he answered softly. Crossing his arms, Jean ignored the other two, knowing this conversation was between me and him.
"Then why even – "
"Because you're Ema's brother." The man had the nerve to narrow his vision at me. "Ema thinks the world of you, which means she has faith in your judgment and reasonings. I trust her; therefore, I trust you. If you're wanting to interrogate to see I'm good enough for her, then be my guess."
"Hm." Decided to remain silent for a second, eyeing the man up and down, since he never removed his stare from me. I had to admit, it wasn't a one of annoyance, it was just like mine. Trying to gain a perspective without words, we were determining if we could trust each other. As he was now my comrade, I would trust him as a Scout, to treat him as such. If he wanted to remain with Emalina, I still needed to dictate if I could depend on this man to guarantee her safety.
For all rookies joining the Scouts from the latest Cadet Corp, we received their files from ex-Commander Shadis. Such files detailed their trainee years, what each mastered and what they potentially lacked. When it came to Jean, I studied every sentence, memorized each word. Shadis was already peculiar in his reports, and these were no different.
Jean Kirschtein:
- Head of the class regarding the ODM gear since day one. Grasps key strengths in using the machine effectively to benefit himself in combat.
- Is an insufferable smartass with a hair-triggered temper that can only be soothed by Emalina Varlen.
- The cadet was born to be a leader. Hair-triggered temper aside, Kirschtein possesses an empathetic character and can rally individuals together when they'd rather quit.
- Numerous altercations with Eren Jaeger since day one, always ended by Emalina Varlen.
- Very protective of his friends, namely Varlen, he will not allow anyone to belittle or harm her.
"Alright then. Tell me everything. What's your relationship with Emalina; when did it start; when did you become friends; where are you from."
And he did. Jean explained and answered all my questions in detail, providing the information I needed. They met during Initiation in training, being a jackass to her the next day. He was the one to save her during their first exam when her equipment was sabotaged and seriously hurt. The man even told me about the events between her and titan-boy, that she was accused of being weak and would never amount to anything.
Tch, just wait until you hear who taught the woman her skills, titan boy.
And then Jean revealed something I didn't anticipate, an answer to a question never even asked. He admitted in first wanting to join the Military Police for an easy life inside the Interior, wanting nothing to do with the walls or titans. Then his friendship with Emalina deepened until he realized his feelings for her, which caused problems as he didn't want to leave her side. After Trost and discovering their best friend had been killed, that was when he made the decision to join the Scouts. It made him realize the terror Emalina had already faced and would continue to fear on her own. He decided to join the Scouts in honor of their friend and to protect Emalina, because, according to him, she was the reason he was starting to believe their need to fight. That he was willing to fight.
I was starting to respect this man more and more.
When he finally stopped, Jean gazed around the room, embarrassed at having admitted his history with my sister. Fuck it, I was happy to learn he wasn't a complete asshole. If Shadis' report was right, then he could be one at times.
Then again, so could I.
So could a lot of my comrades, but they were good people.
"There's one last question I need you to answer: why should I believe you're good enough for my sister?"
Breathing quietly, Jean was immediate with his response. "I don't. Honestly, I am blessed she's even noticed someone like me."
Eyebrow raised, I scoffed. "Is that all?"
"What else are you wanting me to say?" Jean shook his head somewhat angrily. "Emalina is an incredible woman and any man would be lucky to simply be in her presence. For her to love me the way I love her...I can't even describe the happiness I feel. It gives me this strength I didn't know I had."
This made my eyes narrow. Feet stepped forward as my mind new naught I had done so, Erwin held his hand upward to restrain me from moving any closer, so I kept my seat on his desk. "So you're using my sister, is that what you're saying?"
"No!" Breathing angrily, Jean's fists clenched; now I know I hit a nerve. "Never would I use Emalina. I love her with all my heart and would beat the shit out of anyone that fucking touches her," he snarled through his teeth.
Actually taken back by his tone, my arms folded. His answers logged into my memory as question after question rolled off my tongue. "How much do you love her?"
"...I cannot say. She has become my world, the very person who sets me straight when I'm wrong, the one who sees the good in me I think I'm nothing. She's my light in the darkness and the reason I fight." Running a hand along his face, Jean grew quiet. For all I know he could be contemplating his thoughts, thinking exactly how to say the right words. "Emalina Varlen is...sir, she's the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. When I can, I…" Clearing his throat, Jean straightened his back, dropping his arms and raised his shoulders. "I want to marry her, Levi, and give Ema the world."
"Hmph, a bold statement, Jean. But you're young, both the same age; eighteen, going on nineteen. What makes you think you won't find another in a few years and leave my sister?"
Growling, Jean sneered his teeth. "Don't you DARE accuse me of that!"
My vision turned to slits. Behind me, I just knew Erwin and Hange were sharing a glance, keeping their mouths shut from interfering, my own lips thinning into a small line. "Kirschtein, if you don't want me to tell my sister I broke you, you better start explaining what the hell you just said."
Leaning his head back, the man stayed quiet for a moment, his silent breathing the only sound being made. "I'm sorry for my tone," he mumbled, "but not for what I said."
Now I was getting pissed off. "What the hell Kirschtein - "
"My father left when I was young." And then there was silence once more.
Hange inhaled deeply.
Erwin flicked his finger against my back.
Even I dropped my head.
"Yep, you heard me right," Jean mumbled, scratching his ear as we all lifted our attention to him. "He left my mother and I to be with another woman, to start a new life. And since that asshole decided he didn't want me, I promised myself I would never turn into him."
"Shit," I whispered. In that moment, I was definitely the asshole. "Then…"
"You can believe me or not, but I won't leave her. Ever."
With a shake of my head and another deep sigh, there wasn't more to ask. To pry into one's life was something I didn't like to do. Fuck, even I knew what it was like for someone to walk out on me without even sparing a word. "And you really think you can make her happy?"
"I do, and if anything, I will do whatever possible to see her smile, that is my wish."
Pausing, I breathed. Jean wished to marry my sister and I...was perfectly fine with it. Clasping his shoulder, I stared upward, as Jean just had to be taller. "Then I give you my blessing." Halting his breathing, the man glanced away, waiting for me to retract my words and say what he thought the truth was. "There's nothing in my power to separate you and my sister, she chose you; all I ask if that you treat her with respect. But," and this was were my eyes sunk, seeping lower into the man's soul, visually able to see the minimal fear he held for me, not only as Emalina's brother, but as Captain. "If I hear you were unable to protect Emalina in any way, I won't hesitate to break you myself. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir," he said quietly, not once voicing the diminishing horror from his face.
"Good. You can take your leave now."
"Thank you, sir." Nodding towards Erwin and Hange – having forgotten they were there – he exited, their heads shot towards at me once the door fully closed. Ignoring them, I walked to the window where I could see Emalina and her friends, Jean joining moments later.
"Well, it would seem that was helpful, wouldn't you agree Levi?"
"Can't say, four-eyes. Talking with him versus actually seeing him around my sister are two different things. Though the others have reported only positive things about Jean."
Erwin, having nearly spit his sip of tea over the desk, cleaned his face before turning in his chair. "Levi...don't tell me you ordered some of the other members to spy on Jean..."
"Tch, only when he was around my sister. You make it sound like I'm the bad guy, Erwin."
"Oh goodness," Hange shook her head, though she was smiling brightly. "Ever the protective brother, you are. Wasn't I the one to call that in the beginning Erwin?"
"Yes, you did. Still, were you able to discern anything, Levi? You did give him your permission, after all."
"Can't be too careful, Erwin."
"Well, I for one think this Jean Kirschtein is exceptional. I mean, did you hear how he described his love for her? He event wants to marry our Emalina! Ohhhhh!"
Those two began discussing the conversation as I still stared out the window. All four had gathered their horses, all talking and smiling. There was more to learn about Jean Kirschtein, but Erwin was right; I did give the recruit my blessing to be with my sister. Overall, I was indeed impressed. Respectful, dependable and trustworthy was how I saw this new recruit. In the end, it mattered little what I thought, as long as Emalina was happy, then I would be too, even if I really wasn't. As an only child who lost his mother at a very young age, I had no siblings. With Emalina, I was granted that and would do anything to protect the warmth she brought into my life. Now that was something Jean and I agreed on: Emalina was our light, and we would treasure her, always.
Outside, Emalina had risen her head, noticing my typical glare watching them as they were about to head out. She caught me off guard as her friends were still in their own conversation, unaware of the one keeping an eye out. Staring back, she was waiting for a response. So, I held my hand up and gave her a simple thumbs up.
Her smile grew enormous, the immediate reaction was to copy my move, her own thumbs up prominent as her grin widened. My sister knew what it meant, and seeing her smile had me realize I could trust Jean. She was our warmth, our light, and all we wanted was to see her beautiful smile.
~ oOo ~
Point of View
Jean
Later that night, we and the other recruits stayed behind after dinner to discuss the upcoming operation, as we now were granted the time to speak with Eren. As it had been several days since recruitment, it seemed Eren was now allowed to step away from the Levi Squad, since they had been instructed in keeping an eye on him due to his newly found titan abilities. Mikasa and Armin were overjoyed now their friend was with them once more. Me? There were still doubts in my heart. I feared the worst, for everyones sake.
Mainly for the girly curling herself tightly in the new Scout cloak she received the previous evening.
…speaking of which.
"So then, you guys are really...?"
"Yes," Mikasa answered Eren's question. "We will be in the upcoming operation as well."
"Hey, Eren." Stepping forward, there was something on the back of my mind I'd been wanting to ask. Deciding to sit upon the table behind me, Emalina watched, knowing what I was to ask since we'd already discussed the issue at hand. "I heard that while you were in your titan form, you intentionally tried to crush Mikasa. Mind telling us what that's all about?"
He gasped, not knowing all of us knew the circumstances regarding how the mission initially failed at first. But, as usual, Mikasa was ready with a comeback, as the suicidal maniac could absolutely do no wrong whatsoever. "You're wrong, he thought he was just swatting a fly, nothing more – "
"I wasn't asking you." The others behind me quieted down as she and Eren were surprised at my tone.
"You've gotta be kidding me," Emalina muttered. Glancing back, we shared the same annoyed look, knowing this was the expected answer, but none this stupid.
I could hear her and Sasha whisper from behind, though their voices weren't all that quiet. "Poor Eren though, he's probably having a hard time adjusting to all this. To attack Mikasa though?"
"I don't blame Eren, that was a lot of pressure on his shoulders to succeed. But for her to lie like that? Seriously though, he was swatting a goddamn fly? She could've put more thought into a better excuse."
"Sadly…I have to agree with you."
"Oh yeah, by the way Mikasa, that cut on your cheek looks pretty deep," I tapped below my eye, the same spot where hers was located; she immediately hid herself behind the length of her hair. "Just how did you get that again?"
"Apparently it's all true," Eren admitted, refusing to look us in the eye. "When I was a titan I...I tried to kill Mikasa."
"Apparently – as in you don't remember whether you did or not? So basically you can transform into a fourteen-meter tall monster at will, but when you do, you don't actually have full control over it?"
"Not yet, but that's right."
At least he's owning up to it.
Sighing, I was getting aggravated. How we were expected to place all our trust in Eren's ability to become a titan if he couldn't control such powers? "Do you hear that everyone? What a fine situation this is. Our lives and the fate of all mankind rest on his shoulders." Bertholdt, Christa, Ymir, Reiner, Connie, Sasha and Emalina all stared forward, allowing this information to sink in. "I'm guessing we'll probably all end up like Marco, dead well before Eren even knows it."
"Stop it, what's the point in chastising Eren now? Just give it a rest."
"Give it a rest, you say?" Standing, Emalina moved beside me, anger rolling off her in sheets. "Eren nearly kills you, we're expect to believe he has full control of his titan form after just one month, and you're getting mad at us for pointing this out? We have the right to question our safety, Mikasa. You may follow him unquestionably, but some of us are different."
"Emalina..." she growled, taking a step forward as her eyes darkened. Straightening my arm in front of my partner, I established that she is not to be harassed. This was our time to speak freely. Besides, Mikasa was the one to claim Eren was merely swatting a fucking fly instead of trying to kill her. Talk about pathetic.
"Emalina's right, Mikasa. Unlike you, most of the rest of us, aren't willing to just throw our lives away for him on a whim."
Snarling, she attacked my partner. "Oh really? I'm pretty sure Emalina would throw away anyone's life if it meant saving yours."
"What the hell? I'm not self-centered that I would willingly sacrifice others to save my boyfriend! At least I can admit Jean's faults, acknowledge if he's made a mistake and help him to correct it. You'll do anything you can so Eren won't ever get in trouble, because in your eyes, he's perfect and can do no wrong. Even if he does almost kill you."
"We need a reason, the truth, Mikasa" I said quickly, trying to bring the conversation back to the original topic. "We want to know what we're laying our lives down for; otherwise, we might hesitate when the time is at hand. What we want...is a guarantee from Eren. Show us what you're worth, prove it to us. We're asking you to make us believe you're worth dying for." Facing him, I grabbed his shoulders roughly, pinning him against a nearby beam. "Do you think you can do that? If you can, then we're with you, all the way."
Eren's gaze scanned the room, watching me closely; he seemed to believe my words, who could say. I'd been against the Scouts and fighting the titans since deciding to become a soldier; only within the last few weeks had I considered becoming a Scout, and it was all because of Emalina. I knew I'd have to prove my ability in fighting for the cause, which was actually growing each day. Here and now I was laying everything on the line, right in front of my closest comrades, that if it meant he was to become the key in saving humanity, even I was willing to place my faith in Eren.
Releasing his shoulders, Eren moved to Emalina. "I-I know I've said some things to you in the past Emalina, and...I'm sorry."
"Whoa," her head tilted in confusion. "Where is all this coming from?"
"Well, when I was in the custody of the Military Police, I had a lot of time thinking, and realized I was…kinda cruel."
"Kinda?" I growled. My arms crossed, thinking back to all the times he treated Emalina like complete horse shit."You were a fucking asshole."
Sheepishly, Eren rubbed the back of his neck. "Heh, yeah, you could say that. I'm being serious though. Emalina? I..."
"Don't fret it." She smiled at him. "We've both said some things that weren't the nicest. Before we were trainees, now we're truly comrades, I care for you just a tiny bit more." Smirking, the woman shook her head, leaning forward to kiss my cheek before she stepping towards the door. Turning towards all of us, she said, "And…just so you know, I'm in agreement with Jean. Prove to us our lives will be worth the risk, and we'll fight right by your side, titan boy."
Taken aback, Eren shook his head in puzzlement. "T-Titan boy...?" Our friends snickered as Emalina grinned mischievously.
"Remember? Before we started the mission, I told you I'd think of a new nickname if you survived. You're here and breathing, right? So thank my brother, we thought of it together. And that's it for me, I'll see you all in the morning." Winking, she stepped out, leaving us laughing at Eren's face flushed.
As Emalina's form left and the door finally closed, Eren hastily turned towards me and shook my shoulders. "What the hell? You and Emalina? Since when?!
"Since Trost," Reiner spoke up with a smile in his voice, jumping off his table to join us. The other followed suit as, as well as voicing their opinions.
"Good god, they could not let go of each other," Ymir growled. "I mean they were all kissy kissy and, oh Ema this, and oh Jean that…bleh, fucking disgusting if you ask me."
"Ugh, Ymir will you seriously just leave them alone!" Christa chastised her friend. Everyone turned and stared at the smaller Scout, her lips curling upward as she glanced at Eren. "You should've seen them Eren, they were inseparable."
"But…how?" Truly, Eren was confused and I was loving it. "I thought you two were just best friends!"
"Tch, where have you been for the past three years, Eren?" A smug look plastered across his own face, Connie and Sasha laughed together, as they plus Marco were the only ones to have known about my feelings for Emalina, and vice versa. "Jean and Ema have liked each other since the beginning of training."
"No…" The bewilderment across his face was amusing. How could titan boy have not know anything about me and Ema? Then again, the three of us were barely around each other alone without Marco, Armin or Mikasa by our side. "Are you…? Damn. And now, you two are, together?"
Lifting my lips, I nodded. "Officially, yeah."
"And you should've seen it!" Grabbing Bertholdt by the shoulder, Reiner pulling the poor male closer towards us. "Night of recruitment? Right after we were all accepted into the Scouts? So this piece of work," he points his thumb to me over his shoulder, "walks up to Emalina to congratulate her. They start fighting about him not joining the MP's. Next thing we know, Jean lifts Emalina into the air," taking Bertholdt as his dummy, Reiner demonstrated the same move, causing his friend to yelp into the air. "And literally screams that he loves her."
"Let me down, Reiner!"
Covering his mouth as he chuckled, Armin entered the conversation. "Although quite amusing, the entire ordeal was actually very sweet."
Rolling my eyes at the dramatic amusement, I sighed. "Geez, alright I think he gets the picture."
"Damn, I dunno, I just…can't believe it," Eren mumbled.
"Then just believe it," snarled Mikasa. "Jean and Emalina are together, it's not that big of a deal."
"Not that big of…Mikasa!" Releasing an annoyed sigh, Sasha grumbled. "Jean and Ema have confessed their love for each other! Come on, don't you find that somewhat romantic?"
"I don't see the importance."
"Gah!" Gradually, I was thankful the subject of Emalina and myself came to an end. Having nudged Sasha in the side, she seemed to understand my not so subtle hint to not continue the discussion with Mikasa, for which I also appreciated.
Now, since the others had moved their discussion to the upcoming expedition, I stayed behind for awhile longer, curious to learn what the others thought - if their was anything they hadn't shared. We had nearly finished our training on Erwin's Formation, including the in's and out's for being in this regiment. We were moving into our designated positions within the formation, our duties and the purpose of the mission. The plan was detailed, the Commander believing we had the resources and strength to seek Eren's basement in Shiganshina to retrieve the documents that would reveal the so-called truth behind the titans.
It didn't make any sense leading an expedition with Eren only having his abilities for merely a month. I mean, it was possible to understand why Erwin would want to urge this expedition rather than postpone in obtaining the necessary knowledge, if it existed at all. If it was my decision, I would've waited some time, allowed the new recruits more training and to increase Eren to enhance his inhuman dexterity. Or maybe at least one expedition outside the walls for proper training before heading into a plan that could determine our next move for humanity.
I wasn't the Commander, so what could I say?
Determining it was time for me to take my leave, I called it a night, waving to everyone as I trekked upstairs, my feet leading me to the top floor. Having been fortunate to choose our own rooms, with mine being several doors down from Emalina's. Stopping by my room first, I grabbed spare clothing for tomorrow, then retraced my steps. Outside Emalina's door, I knocked and waited; having learnt my lesson, I now knew to wait instead of me barging in.
Aged wood creaking open, Emalina tugged my hand inside, closing the door as she fell into me. Arms wrapping around her, I smelled her hair; how could her natural scent be so intoxicating?
"I missed you, Jean," she whimpered, nuzzling her head against my chest.
The woman had me chuckling, it didn't take a lot for her to have me smiling. "It hasn't been that long since you left the Mess Hall."
"I know," she said lowly. "I just don't like being separated from you."
Caressing her cheek, my lips fell upon hers. They were velvety and soft, always molding perfectly against my own. "It's alright, I'm here now." Giggling, she moved to her bed, sitting down with a leg held against her chest. "So...I never got to ask about the chit-chat you had with Levi."
"Oh, that?" Dropping my items on her desk, my cloak was the first piece to fall from my shoulders as I gradually undressed. "You want the entire conversation or the short version?"
"It'd be nice to know everything my brother demanded from you; I mean – JEAN! What're you doing?!"
Having just tossed my shirt to the side, I was already in the midst of unbuttoning my pants when she threw a pillow over her face, hiding my muscled body from sight. "Emalina, this isn't the first time I've changed in your room."
"And each time you've told me you were gonna get undressed! You slipped this time!"
Smirking, I sauntered over to her on the bed, tugging the pillow to reveal her beautiful face. "I slipped? Or, did I purposely not say anything?" Her face turned into a tomato, leaving me laughing as she scowled. Shoving the pillow into me, the woman frowned, crossing her arms as my chuckles gradually subsided. "Ohhh, come on. Are you really that mad?"
Blinking, she stared at me through the corner of her eyes. "N-No, not really. But a little warning next time!"
Kissing her flushed cheek, I mumbled, "No promises." Removing the white bottoms, I threw on the simple black shirt I normally wore to sleep while leaving on my boxers. Facing Emalina, she smirked as I sat beside her, our backs against the wall, comfortably staring off into the distance. "Hey," I wanted to break the silence. "What're you thinking?"
"Mm, not much. The expedition has been on my mind lately; something doesn't seem right about it."
"How so?"
Hugging both knees to her chest, Emalina shrugged. Her brown hair still continuing to grow, the thick mop wrapped in a bun atop her head, bouncing whenever she moved. "It seemed out of character for Erwin to speak so openly about the expedition the night we chose our regiments. Now we're here, we've barely learned anything at all outside our position and the overall goal. Add in this afternoon when he wanted to speak with us, Sasha and Connie? Erwin's got something planned, and I'm thinking only a few higher ups know what's really going on."
"True, but he's not the Commander just because. You trust his judgment, don't you?" I asked.
"Mhm, since day one."
"Good, and for the rest of us, that's all we can do. There will be times he or some of the other Scouts will do something we won't agree with. All we can do is follow orders and give our opinions when asked."
"Who knows what'll happen. We have some time before we leave, but promise me something, ok? Make sure you come back alive."
"What's with this talk all of a sudden? Shouldn't this be something we say the night before?"
Giggling, Emalina placed her head on my shoulder, leaning her whole body into mine. "Maybe. Doesn't mean I can't get your head around the idea that you're not allowed to die."
"Psh, as if I would die. It took my three years to confess my love for you, and for what? For me to just up and die? Hell no, there's no way I'm leaving you behind. Emalina Varlen, you are officially stuck with me."
"Well duh," she poked my thigh. "I already knew that."
"Oh, is that right." Grabbing her tiny waist, I twisted the woman around, pushing her back against the mattress, hovering over her body. The look of surprise etched on her face was priceless as I smirked. Fingers digging into her sides, the woman squealed and laughed, her body curling and twisting, bending and straightening, all trying to remove herself from my grasp.
"Jean! Goodness Jean, stop it! AGHHH!" Her laughter was alluring, and though I wished to continue to make such soothing sounds, my fingers relaxed, her breathing heavy while her chest moved up and down. Winded, Emalina's face was bright, her smile ever so wide as she hugged my arm. "You're such a meanie."
"A meanie? Damn, that's harsh."
"Well you tickled me! I believe that constitutes you as being a meanie."
"Doesn't matter; your face was fucking cute, so I still win."
"If you're fine in obtaining a cheap win," she flicked my shoulder. Falling down onto the mattress, I dragged the woman with me. Holding her in my arms, I pulled the blanket over our forms, watching as her eyes instantly began to droop.
"Cheap win or not, you're still here in my arms, so I don't care."
"And if I wasn't?" Emalina moved to leave the bed, except I tightened my arms, keeping her in place.
"Too late; already told you Ema, you're stuck with me."
Scooting her body closer, she leaned her mouth to my ear. "Wanna know something?" Eyeing her, she smiled, tracing a finger down the side of my cheek. "You're stuck with me too."
Sealing our lips together, this night of talking now turned into one of something more. We talked, laughed, kissed, cuddled and enjoyed the time we had. As the upcoming expedition loomed over the forefront of our minds, we could do nothing other than focus on each other. There was still a few weeks until we trekked to Karanes since the gate in Trost was forever out of service. Neither of us were wanting to die, but even we couldn't tell what fate had in store for us nor the other Scouts.
Still we had a few weeks. And we were going to make them count.
~ oOo ~
The next chapter will be posted quicker than you think. Unlike the previous chapter, this one I promise.
Chocobocolina :3