Eremika:When The Time Is Right

9.Adjusting

*Mikasa Pov*

I call Hange just to fill her in on what's been happening, because what's been happening is a LOT.
She was definitely surprised.I even heard her tea cup break in pieces as she dropped it in response to my long answer to how's life.

"Are you FOR REAL MIKASA?!"she screams through the phone causing me to move away for the sake of my hearing.

I laugh at her reaction"Yep!It definitely wasn't what I was dreaming if but I guess it could work"I laugh again,not being able to contain my excitement.

"So it's not official but it's like a realtionship but without the realtionship"she says as I hear her cleaning up her mess with the broom my uncle gave her.

"Yes,that's basically it.Isnt that the broom Levi Uncle gave you ages ago?"

"Yes.Yes it is Mikasa."she laughs"he really gave me a broom for my 16th birthday, classic Levi"
We both laugh at how obsession with hygiene impacts birthday presents.

"So How's Levi doing in Germany?

I stay silent for a moment."Germany?He told me he was going to Japan."

I wait for her answer but she remains silent.After around 10 seconds of silence,she says"oh.Right.I must be wrong them"she awkwardly laughs over the phone.

Why was she acting this way? Was there something I was supposed to know?

I brush it off and she obsess over the events that happened.

~During the day~

It's around 2 pm and I'm feeling so bored. I could just pick up a book to study but I'm just not feeling up to it.I know the Mikasa Ackerman smartest girl in the school and total is not feeling up to it.
I walk around the living room feeling empty.I pick up random things and just stare at it.Thats I bored I am.
Them I remember.Eren did say I was good at robotics maybe I should start again,I did have some old stuff in the garage,I put it in a box, and I never really got the chance to throw it away.

As I go through the house, into the garage,I notice that Erens not home.He rarely is to be honest.I always wonder where he could be ,he either leaves late on the morning,or comes back late in the morning or come back at dead night,or leave at night.Its so unpredictable I just end up not being bothered.

With that I rummage through the boxes and bring back the box named "MIKASA DO NOT TOUCH
STUFF-MECHANICAL"back tomy room.
That seemed to sum up what it was.

I walk up the stairs carrying the small but immensely heavy box to my room, nothing that Mikasa can't handle.

I place it on my floor and I unpack the condiments in the box.
I see screws and parts,all junk to a person who doesn't do mechanics but to me ,it's gold.
One man's garbage is another man's gold,would be something my dad would say to little me raging over silly drama.
I missed them more than you can imagine.Its so tragic that they both died on the same night,the doctors say it was a fatal heart attack,but do two people get heart attacks and have blood pouring out of them?I don't think so.They were obviously murdered,but everytime I brought it up my "silly theory" would be put down.So as the time went on,I told myself it was a heart attack,even if a little spark inside of me thought and believed other wise.
I guess it could be true that they weren't murdered,our family was barely in trouble,what could they possibly be brutally murdered for?It was silly that someone would target a innocent family like this.Probably some serial killer,who had problems growing up.

As I think about my parents traumatic ending,I have all the contents of the box scattered across the carpet, infront of me.
Obviously I have it organized,from smallest to largest,then categorised from electrics to materials, because I cannot work in a messy workplace.

The nostalgia comes back to me as I remember to late nights I would work on my machines and I guess this was the way I met hange, Levi had a friend who liked to build and we just clicked.
I obviously filled Hange in on my continuation,she helped me in so many ways,I could never ask for a better friend.

I get to work, drawing out the plan,design,getting the necessary materials,adding the needed materials to my shopping list and feeling happy to just be here.
I was slowly coming back to my old self and I loved it.Its not like I have to study everyday to be smart,I could basically pass all my high school exams now.
Perks of being smart I guess.

I look at my spread sheet,grab the shopping list,get changed and get ready to go out shopping.As I'm putting on my shoes I hear noises from Erens room.Laughter.Not one voice but multiple a few males and a female voice.
I could recognise that voice from a mile away.
Hitch.
Why was she here?Wait I know the answer.Eren probably invited her and his friends over.

It shouldn't annoy me but it does,seeing how close they are.
I shake my head to brush away the feeling that I don't know what I'm feeling,and open the door to leave.

I sit on a park bench,my things in the bag,just sitting .
I do not want to go back home.Its like walking into a trap,I go she sees me ,she has more of a reason to hate me, because I'm living with Eren. I stare at the flowers dancing in the wind and I just breathe in the calm wind and close my eyes.It feels peaceful,being here.My short hair flows in the wind,like a blanket covering my face.It feels nice.Noones going to disturb me.I forget all that's bothering me and reminisce about the past, where I had no worries everyone was happy,my best friend was near me and my parents were by my side, always.

I open my eyes and wipe away a tear.It would be really nice ,if Levi was here.I wish I knew the reason why he went to Japan or Germany.Im sure he'll come back,he's my only family at this point and I'm glad he's still here.

I walk around the park and go somewhere not home,but Levi's studio,the one WHERE he would train people for martial arts and where I would be trained.It made me feel happy here.I felt at home here.If anyone wanted to challenge you here,it would be for a tournament or match.
I start sparring and walk around the area.
I lay down on the mats and look up at the ceiling where I can see the skl through the translucent window.Its nighttime now and I see the stars and the moon but in a different perspective.A perspective of a girl who lost everything but still makes the most if nothing,of someone who just wants to see the sky because they can and because it's just beautiful.
It's far away enough that humans can't ruin the beauty of it,but close enough that we can enjoy the nature of it.
I forget about why I even went out in the first place and just be happy if the present.That I'm here now.

I keep staring into the sky and slowly my eyes close.