It's...You Again~ Sequel To "Not You Again"

Chapter 2

When the plane landed on the ground after what felt decades, Mikasa patiently waits for the passengers to leave, deciding to go through less conflict by staying last.

She raises out of her seat when the plane is empty, then stands on her tippy toes to get her luggage from the overhead locker bestowed abover the seats. Feeling her bag slip away from her fingers as she attempts to press onto her bag.

Mikasa jumps, and gets full custody of her luggage beneath her feet then tumbles backward. She hadn't known someone was behind her until she fell on them. "Woah there" a strong, manly hands warp around the raven haired female's shoulders to steady her.

Flustered -and obviously embarrassed- Mikasa jerks up from who she was on and looks around to see a peach colored tall male with short dirty blonde hair, big green eyes and freckles dampered across his cheeks. A genuine smile plasters over his lips, sending a peculiar feeling suddenly coursing through her stomach.

She could of sworn her intestines turned to knots, and her heart dropped and pelted into her stomach.

"U-Um.." She blushes, taking her bag into hand as she takes a few steps back. A loose strand of her hair was pulled back behind her ear. "Sorry about that" she chuckles nervously.

The guy blushes, eyes staring earnestly at the female before him. He had fixed himself in place, grabbing at the two bags he nearly neglects. "Yeah, sorry" He scratches at his head, and still manages to stare.

Mikasa raises a brow as she backs away. "W-Well then, I'm off then, thanks for the save" she waves amicably, strutting off. When he shouts at her, she stumbles, and Mikasa spins her head around to eye the guy mischeviously. He had been oddly ogling her for a while and it was making her feel uncomfortable.

"What?" She asked and watches as the guy marches over towards her. "You look very familiar" he says with a seductive smirk. He stares at her for a moment, and then like a light bulb, he lights up.

"That's right! We went to high school together. You're Mikasa Ackerman, right?" He raises a brow with a sure look. Discombobulated, Mikasa remains in a wave of turmoil. She was baffled, yet, flattered.

She had no recollection of the guy at all and he still somehow remembers her even though she fled Japan four years ago. Mikasa was more surprised that he was confident it was her.

Mikasa almost felt bad that she didn't remember her as much as he knew her. "Oh, well it's nice to meet you..um?" She raises her hand to properly greet him.

Kindly, he takes her hand into his and gently shakes it like she was the most fragile person ever.

"You can call me Zach" He grins. He seemed to be side-tracked by something but Mikasa tries to not pay a lot of mind to it.

"Nice to meet you Zach" Mikasa drops her hand down beside her side and curiously stares at him. She lays back onto her legs so they stood comfortably for her. She ignores the sound of the idle chatter sounding from outside, and the few noises the many other subjects did outside that remain anonymous. "So, how is it that you know me?" Mikasa cocks her head over, eyes brimming with ecstasy as they locked together.

Zachary's grin widens with that. "How can I not know the infamous Mikasa that got a whole sex tape leaked out around campus?" he cockily grins, laughing meniacly as he pulled out his camera that was now flashing at her.

Mikasa's face dropped at the abrupt exposure. Her blood runs cold and no words could form.

"You see that followers? This is the slut that wouldn't care if you paid her a nickel, she will still suck that di-"