She heard running steps behind her. "Hinata!" She turned around. "Hm?" "It's Hanagaki!" "what? What happened?" "Some guys came to pick him up. They're super strong, they beat up all of our 3rd years!" Mikasa gave her back to her friend and took off running. "Ah- Hinata wait!"

There was a large crowd in front of her. She jumped up on top using them as leverage. Hearing commotion Mikey turned his head to look over only to see a foot crash into his face sending him crashing against some lockers. "Hah-" Mikasa grabbed his face. "Are these the people who've been beating you up Takemitchi?"

Takemitchi, no more like everyone stared at her shocked. Everyone who knew Hinata knew she wasn't violent but seeing this made them rethink that.

'So she was serious! Does she actually know how to fight? But still against the both of them no way will she win- No wait what kind of boyfriend doubts their girlfriend!'

"Hinata…What are you doing!" "I'm running out of supplies to patch you up with. So instead I'll confront the problem itself."

Draken lifted his hand. Takemitchi saw that so did Mikasa but she wasn't worried. Takemitchi took hold of Draken's hand. "Takemitchi-" "Don't you dare strike her" Mikasa looked over at Takemitchi. She wasn't in a good position to hit back if he did decide to fight, which by the looks of it was a very big probability. She threw Draken off to the side making him stumble and made Takemitchi let go.

'Ackerman powers prevail.' She thought.

"Huh? Why not? She came at us first. She just tried to throw me."

"You came into our school first." This time Mikasa responded.

Mikey looked at her then Takemitchi. "Aw and here I thought we could be friends. Now the question is…How do you want to die?"

"Answer it yourself and I'll grant it to you" Mikasa stood tall. Takemitchi was begging in his mind somehow hoping the message would pass over to her. But this was Mikasa Ackerman, Mikasa was strong, stronger than everyone else here. She didn't care if they belonged to a gang. Middle schoolers were still middle schoolers.

She was pulled behind Takemitchi. "Leave Hinata out of this! I'll- I'll take it for her!" Mikasa looked at him with a confused expression.

"Her too" A man pointed at her. "How can we make sure she's human?" "That's right! We should dissect just in case!" Another shouted across the courtroom.

"Wait! Maybe I am a monster but she has nothing to do with that! Nothing at all!" Eren yelled. "As if we'd believe you!" "It's a fact!" Eren replied.

"You're defending her?! She must be one of you!"

"NO!" Eren pulled against his restraints. "You're wrong. You keep using mere speculation just to make the water flow your way."

"wh-What?"

"First off, you've never seen a Titan! So why are you so afraid? If those with strength don't fight? Who will? If you're too scared to fight for your lives at least don't hinder me! You cowards."

"What?!"

"Just shut up and let me shoulder it all!"

"What? Like I care." Mikey pulled back. Mikasa was ready to move him out of the way.

She grabbed Takemitchi's forearm and pulled him back just as Mikey stopped. "Just kidding" Mikey opened his eyes to meet Hinata's unamused face. Mikey stepped back a bit. She stepped beside her to over to Takemitchi who was lying on the ground from the amount of force Mikasa pulled him back with. "Jeez, you're so gullible Takemitchi. Like I'd ever hit a girl."

"Takemitchy your girlfriend actually threatened me and put her hands on him." "S-Sorry" "It's cool. Take guts, not many girls would stick around, and you stood by her. Not many guys do that either. You two are pretty old school."

…

After school, Mikasa stuck around Takemitchi who was talking to Draken and Mikey. She said nothing the entire time. In fact she was extremely unamused. "Hina?" "Hm?" "Aren't you going to say sorry?" Mikasa looked over to the side, examined Draken and Mikey then looked back to look at nothing. "No."

"H-Hina!?" She sighed. "I'm sorry. I had the wrong idea, but I do not regret what I did because I would do it again."

Mikey just stood there. "You're good. That was one kick though. You can kick well." She shook her head. "I don't. There's someone else who outclasses me in terms of skill. I simply had strength and endurance with a bit of training" ( 8 years of training more like it) "Who?" Mikey asked with curiosity clear in his voice.

Again she shook her head. "She's long dead." All three males remained quiet at the revealed information. "Sorry for your loss." "It's fine."

Mikasa excused herself and walked home.

"She's…something. But she seems to have a good interest and looks out for you." Takemitchi nodded his head. "I didn't think she was serious when she said she knew how to fight." Mikey rubbed his cheek feeling a bruise forming. "No, she was confident, that type you can't fake. The type you have when you've won countless fights."

…

2 weeks later something changed about Takemitchi. He was again really acting like a middle schooler. He was acting less and less mature. 'Was he playing with me? No, that's not it' but still he was ignoring her more and more. Mikasa was getting fed up. She is patient and calm but even she has her limits. Eren never treated her like this, nor did Jean.

…

Emma was in a room on her phone while the blonde boy kept pestering her. She wasn't really interested but why not just give someone new a try?

This was a bad idea. Not only was the boy annoying but he was nothing like him.

"What did you say your name was again?" The boy asked her. "An- Emma" She caught herself before she let it slip out. She was reading a magazine when she felt a weight on top of her. She looked up to see the blond boy with his hands beside her. She glared at him before pushing both of his arms to the sides making him fall on her before she turned around and pinned him down with an angry look.

The boy looked shocked, then a second later he managed to look even more shocked and his face immediately turned red. Her brows furrowed. 'Is he a pervert, does he get off on this kind of stuff?'

The phone rang. She climbed off of him and went to answer the phone. "Right, and how much do I owe you?" Emma nodded and turned around to secure Takemitchi's wallet but he was gone by the time she turned around. She inhaled deeply attempting to calm her nerves.

'Good for nothing pervert.'

…

Mikasa was out shopping when she saw Takemitchi. She was done with trying. For 2 weeks she had been trying with no results. Might as well end it here and fast.

"I need to make sure Hina never finds out." Mikasa's eyes hardened at those words. "Find. Out. What?" Takemitchi tensed up. "Hina! Wha-Wha- What are you doing here!?"

"Just walking around. What about you? Hanagaki." His eyes widened at the name she called him. He turned around to face her with shocked eyes. She was wearing a black long-sleeve shirt along with a black dress that went over the shirt. She wore black fishnets along with a black garter belt and a long cross necklace.

Mikasa found this amazing style that fit her perfectly. She absolutely loved dressing like this. Takemitchi had remembered Hinata wearing dark clothing but still seeing her like this. She looked…really pretty to say the least.

But still, she called him by his last name. He looked at her. Her face was completely neutral.

'God damn it me, what the hell did you do this time?!' "Hanagaki?" There it was. She heard the way his voice changed, how his face was softer and his eyes were more mature.

"Hanagaki are you-"

"No."

"Huh?"

He bowed deeply. "Hinata, I'm sorry for whatever I have done, but please." he looked up at her with pleading eyes. "K-Keep calling me Takemitchi! Please call me by my first name." Even after 15 years Mikasa never got the point of not calling people by their first name however she knew it meant a lot to Takemitchi. She saw the way his cheeks reddened the first time he called her Hinata or Hina.

She crouched down and then looked up at his face to examine him. He was sweating. He was nervous. From her or from something else?

'Shit. Don't tell me she knows. Already!? Ahhh her observation skills are so cool but right now I really wish she didn't have them.'

"Very well…Takemitchi." He sighed in relief. He breathed in but it got stuck as he opened his eyes to see Mikasa extremely close to him once again observing him.

'I'm dead, I'm so dead' He kept chanting to himself. The image of her foot landing on Mikey's face replayed over and over. He had to save himself quickly.

'E-Er, I don't really remember what happened either!" That confirmed it. He was nervous because of something he did.

"You're different today. Kinder, more mature…" She cringed at her words internally. "As mature you get… But that day you spent at my house after getting into another fight you left without a word and you've been cold. Takemichi…Are you bipolar?"

Mikasa Ackerman even with just over 100 years of wisdom could not for the life of her figure out what was happening with Takemitchi. Was he a reincarnate too? Was the original Takemitchi fighting to take back? Was this even the real Takemitchi!? Would the old Hinata fight back too!? Too many questions and so few answers.

A buzzing sound interrupted her thoughts. "Oh, it's Draken-kun. Hello?" "Takemitchy, where are you and what are you doing right now?" "Eh well-" "Head over to Musashi Shrine. We're all gathering there." "Huh? But right now not the best-" The phone hung up.

Mikasa looked over at Takemitchi. "Hina, I'm sorry but Draken wants to see me right now."

"Where?"

"Wait, what? For real?"

She nodded.

…

Emma was in her room looking at her clothes and wondering what to wear. She finally decided on some low-waisted cargo pants with a black belt with silver holes in it a black and red long-sleeve crop top and some Converse.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled to herself. After all, in the year 850, they didn't offer this type of clothing. She looked the same, she was still pretty short and had blonde hair. Only thing that was different was her race and her eyes. Instead of blue eyes, she had honey-golden eyes. She was no longer Dutch but Japanese, if memory serves her right Mikasa was Japanese or some type of Asian. Nowadays there are too many races to keep track of. Sure back in Marley outside of Paradise Island, there were several races but all united under one.

Now there are Chinese, Indian, Filipino, Vietnamese, Korean, Japanese and so many more, and that's only one category. There were even Hispanics and Latinos who counted as 2 different things and all of their ethnicity, there was just too much to keep track of.