Wanting You. | An Armin Arlert FanFiction. | Attack on Titan.

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"Smith?" Armin repeated the girl's last name. 

Just before the girl could say anything more, Eren and another girl came toward Armin. The girl had dark black hair, sharp eyes, and a red scarf wrapping around her neck. 

"Who's this?" Eren asked Armin, looking from the blond to the brunette. 

"Erika Smith," she smiled, holding out a hand for her to shake. 

"I'm Eren Yeager," he replied, taking her hand in a firm shake. 

When the brunette turned to the dark-haired girl, the latter introduced herself. "Mikasa Ackerman," she softly said. 

"Are you all from Shiganshina?" Erika asked politely, not wanting to bring up any bitter memories. 

"Oh, yeah," Eren replied nonchalantly. "But it's fine. You don't have to walk on eggshells around us," he sighed casually, shrugging his shoulders. 

"I really wasn't going to," Erika shook her head as her lips thinned in a purse. 

"Wait a minute! You can't be..." Armin suddenly spoke up, eyes wide in shock. "Are you really..." 

"What ?" Erika questioned with confusion displayed on her face. 

"Erika... Smith... Are you, Commander Erwin Smith's sister?" 

"Oh," she laughed softly as she shook her head. "I'm too young to be his sister. I'm his younger cousin," she explained, still chuckling. 

"No way! That's so cool!" Eren exclaimed excitedly. "So you're probably already good with ODM and all!" 

"You'd think so, wouldn't you?" She scoffed sweetly. "But my cousin wouldn't let me near any of his gear. So during our first ODM training tomorrow... It'll probably go shit for me," the girl shrugged as she laughed. 

Erika's words contradicted the action she displayed during training. Her body had floated gracefully with the gear, much to Eren's annoyance. Because his performance was almost the worst out of many others. Much too different than Erika and Mikasa's actions. 

He had fallen to the ground countless times, earning snickers from the crowd. Specifically, Jean and Connie. But truthfully, Erika too had snickered silently. Unlike Jean, she didn't mean it mockingly but just found Eren's mishap a little entertaining. 

What wasn't entertaining though was his constant complaints after the training ended. He was sitting across from Mikasa who was sitting next to Erika in the dining hall. Armin was sitting on the bench next to Eren and across from the brown-haired girl. Eren was hissing at the pain he felt, having an ice pack compressing the bruises. 

"Eren, can you shut the fuck up, I swear to God," Erika rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I'm trying to fucking read," she added, turning the page aggressively to prove a point. 

"Who even asked you to be here?" He retorted. 

"You literally did?" She quizzically looked at him before rolling her eyes once more at his stupidity. 

"What book are you reading?" Armin politely asked, trying to cease the tension. 

"Not sure. I just took it from my cousin's shelf," Erika shrugged, showing Armin the cover of the book. 

"Woah, that's Commander Erwin's book? So cool," Eren admired dumbly. 

"Are you in love with my cousin or something?" Erika frowned, raising her brows as she did so. "If you are, I can write him a letter telling him that he has a suitor," she giggled. "In this economy, he barely has time to meet anyone, you know?" She laughed even more watching Eren's display of annoyance.