What More Could I Need (Book #2) AOT Fanfiction

New Home

Saichi Yamazaki

The new house is beautiful. It used to be an old manor before it was refurbished for a more modern interior and exterior. It has multiple sides around a central quadrangle and over five hundred rooms. This manor grows out of the manicured lawn like an infant castle. Its nascent stone walls are a pale gray and are barren of the moss or ivy that would normally cling to the walls of the older homes.

The door I came in through is a large oak door, double wide and sheltered under a wide porch supported by stone pillars. The driveway is grandiose, sweeping into a wide circle in front of the dwelling with an ornate fountain in the center. It takes a large army of servants to upkeep such a large abode and indeed most of the rooms are never going to be used. This manor is a 'status symbol', it sets anyone that dwells in it above the lower classmen and the people living in this household will never be seen as normal.

As soon as I walked in, I can tell that every inch of the floors and pillar are made of Italian white marble. There are double staircases that both go up to the next floor. The dining room is almost as big as the main hallway. It's a grand space, to say the least. The huge mahogany table takes up most of the vast space the room had to offer, left without a tablecloth and daring guests to ruin the perfectly varnished shine with their unworthy fingerprints. Two tall, silver candelabras commanded attention from the center of the table, holding smooth white candles whose wax may never drop. One wall is full of old paintings and pictures while the other side is completely windows, facing the front yard.

The living room is almost the same size as the dining room. The room is like a perfect magazine cover. I'm afraid to sit in case I wrinkle the fabric. The couch is pure white, inlaid with a fine gold silk. There are leaves embroidered so delicately that they might have landed there in spring and just sunk in, but I know they took hundreds of hours to sew. There are a large empty bookcase and a sliding door to the side of the house.

The white curtains are linen, the kind of white that is untouched by hands and devoid of dust. There is a large fireplace that requires wood, a flat screen TV above it. Maki will enjoy that. He has nothing to do but watch TV. It keeps him pretty entertained for hours at a time. The floor is a highly polished wood, dark and free of either dust or clutter. Each bedroom is about the same. They have king size beds and some queen size with new furniture. Each even has their own bathrooms and walk-in closets. I set aside a room to be furnished as my office.

I come back down the main stairs and go back into the living room where everyone is residing. I guess this is a place I can call home. Takahiro and Levi are going through a few unlabeled boxes while Aki and Maki nap on the couch. Eren is snuggled between them, sound sleep. I lounge in the window seat my with my laptop. 

After some time, Levi holds up a small picture. "I can't believe you were this cute."

I look up to see him showing me a picture of me as a baby. I have my small cat ears and tail while Takahiro is bottle feeding me. Dimitrius can be seen in the corner, reading in a chair. My huge eyes were the lightest magenta they've ever been. Takahiro chuckles. "That's when she was the cutest," he says. 

"I have baby pictures, what of it?" I growl. Takahiro stands up and takes three empty boxes outside. Levi sighs, looking at the picture. "What is it?"

"I meant to ask: How can you possibly sleep with Dimitrius during your heat? He's like another father to you, right?"

I cough. "Excuse me?"

"During your heat, don't you...with Dimitrius...?"

I throw my legs over to touch the floor. "Hell no! I would kill that old pervert if he tried anything like that!"