True Love

Part One: Alone

It had been 6 months since the murder of her parents and Mikasa was still depressed. Of course she had Eren and his family but that wasn't enough to completely demolish all of her sorrow. She once again felt herself slowly being dragged down into the dark pit, much like the one she had been dragged down when Eren saved her. She would go out for long walks thinking about life and ways to end it without hurting those who cared for her.

On one such walk, she heard Eren and his good friend, Armin Arlert playing. She peeked over a hedge and saw the two of them playing marbles. The two of them looked like opposites, Armin having blonde hair and blue eyes and Eren having dark brown to black hair and grey eyes.

Mikasa looked at herself and realized that she was so unlike those; her long black hair and black eyes. She almost cried, not wanting to be different yet being stuck with it as a curse. As the men who had kidnapped her had said, she was the last Asian alive, even though she's not a purebred. She looked nothing like anyone else behind the walls. This fact made Mikasa fall into even more despair.

"Hey Miksas!" she heard Erens voice and looked up. Eren and Armin were both looking at her, large smiles on their faces, "Come on Mikasa! Come play with us!" Mikasa looked at the ground, quickly wondering if she should join the only two friends she had in the world. She decided not to, still wanting to be alone for a little bit. She turned and ran, her light blue dress trailing behind her in the wind.

She ran until she reached a small abandoned cottage at the in the fields on the outskirts of the Shinganshina District that had been standing in it's position before the walls were even built. It had stood all alone for all these years, not one person caring to fix it up and live there, most not even knowing it existed. Mikasa felt that if the structure would have feelings, it would feel much like she did; alone and forgotten by almost everyone except a chosen few.

She sat on the cold, moldy wooden floor and sighed. She wondered if she had hurt Eren's feelings by always running away from him. As this thought finally processed through her head she started to cry, the small, wet drops running down her cheeks onto the red scarf Eren had given to her 6 months ago to keep her warm.

She felt an arm wrap around her shoulders and hug her close. Her head turned, the tears not stopping as she came face to face with Eren.

"E-eren," she mumbled as she stared into his eyes, tears still slowly dripping from her eyes, "I-I'm s-sorry." Her eyes dropped to the molded floor boards, each crack and hole visible to her.

"I know you are," he said calmly, his hand stroking her hair in long soothing strokes, calming Mikasa. Mikasa felt warm and safe here, in Erens strong grasp, away from all the evils of the world and everything that ever wanted to harm her. For once in several months, she felt that she no longer shared a connection to the house they were in.