Amaranth

Chapter 28: Apple Blossom

Wow, so sorry I didn't post over the weekend or at all last week LOL. I planned on writing all weekend, but I spent a lot of time reading and playing video games with friends. My family also celebrated my birthday since it fell on a Monday this year, so I had a lot going on. Still, I managed to update this story, and write two chapters for my Yumary fic! All-in-all, I think I was pretty successful. Anyway, enjoy!

P.S. I'm going to try to use "They/Them" pronouns for Hange due to popular demand! I just ask that you not go off on me if I call them a she/her every once in a while. Everyone makes mistakes, right?

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Mikasa's next class passed quickly, and before she knew it, it was time for soccer practice. Today, she had specifically told Hange that she needed to be at practice since there was a game that coming weekend, and she needed the extra practice.

"Get running!" Ymir said as she pushed her friend forward, "You've been slacking."

"Fuck off," Mikasa said as she flipped her off, breaking into a sprint, "I bet I'm still faster than you!"

"Oh, wanna bet?" Ymir asked.

"It's on!" Mikasa said as she took off in a sprint.

"You cheater!" Ymir yelled after her while sprinting.

After a few laps, it was determined that Mikasa was indeed still faster than Ymir and even had more stamina. "That's just unfair," Ymir panted as she took small sips from her water.

"I'm just that good," Mikasa said with a smirk, and Ymir hit her in the chest playfully.

"It's surprising, really," Sasha said as she sat beside the two, "You really haven't lost any speed.

"Well I only missed a few practices, and I jog to work," Mikasa reminded them.

"I guess," Sasha agreed with a shrug.

Mikasa jumped a few seconds later when arms loosely hung around her neck. She almost reared her head back to hit them out of habit, but she knew there were very few people dumb enough to touch her without warning; people in her friend group.

"Hi," Mikasa greeted as she grabbed the person's hand with her own, allowing it to continue hanging from her shoulders.

"Hi," Annie spoke while squeezing Mikasa's hand, "I haven't seen you recently."

"Awe, is Annie going through Mikasa withdrawal," Ymir teased.

"Go fuck yourself," Annie said, flipping her off.

"What is it with you two and flipping me off?" Ymir asked with a huff.

"You have an aggravating face," Mikasa decided.

"Huh?" Ymir asked.

"It's like... offensive... naturally," Annie agreed, trying to elaborate.

"You know, I see it," Sasha admitted while analyzing Ymir.

"You little shits," Ymir scowled, "Historia loves my offensive face, and that's all that matters."

"Awe," Sasha said cutely.

"Whipped," Mikasa said, covering the word with a cough.

"What was that?" Ymir asked rhetorically.

"Oh, nothing," Mikasa said with a friendly smile.

"That's what I thought," Ymir huffed.

"Alright ladies, get up!" the coach said while clapping his hands to get their attention, "We're going to play as hard as we can today! There's a big game this weekend, and I've heard some rumors that scouts will be coming!"