Canorous

Six

Be warned. This chapter contains homophobic thoughts.

Martha was told not to enter her Master's room and well, she knows it wasn't appropriate but she went in, peeking through the door.

It was two in the morning and she could hear some hounds howl but such things don't baffle her. There are things more horrifying than those.

She gazed at Erwin's sleeping countenance and she looked at him sadly. There were tears gracing his cheeks, an evidence that he cried himself to sleep.

Martha ruffled her Master's hair a bit and turned to the desk, seeing the piece of paper that was filled with words.

She looked upon it sadly and went out of the room, praying that her Master would feel better.

•••

Weeks has passed and Levi got used to Erwin and the same went for Mikasa.

Mikasa was a great companion in the manor and the fact that she could sew and do embroidery made Rika very fond of the young lady.

The winter has slowly faded and everybody in the streets talked about how they were delighted that spring was near.

Levi would sit at his room for hours when his tasks were all finished. He would stare at the lavenders in their vast and infinite space as they danced their waltz, welcoming the jolly spring. The sight calms the man and he felt content.

It has been weeks after his weird thought and the opinion never crossed his mind again.

He was startled from his thoughts as he heard a knock at his door.

"Levi?" A voice called. It was Mikasa.

"Come in." Levi said and the door creaked open and he saw Mikasa, now well-dressed and warm. "What brings you here?"

Mikasa had a smile on her lips and she presented a handkerchief on her hands and showed it to Levi. "I want you to have this... It's to show my gratitude for saving me."

She handed him it and he felt the silky texture of the cloth. At the side of the square cloth was his name embroidered in beautiful cursive. The thread was black but around his name were small, golden stars.

"I'm sorry if it looks too..." Mikasa began and clasped her hands together nervously. "Feminine. I-"

"No," Levi interrupted the younger girl. "I love it. You have my gratitude." He smiled softly.

Mikasa smiled shyly and sat on his bed, beside him. Levi noticed a red scarf around her neck and it made him wonder if Mikasa ever wore it when the they found her.

Mikasa seemed to notice and took a piece of it and lifted the scarf closer to her face. "This? I think you are wondering about it, right?"

Levi felt ashamed for prying into her past since he believed that it was a very private subject, thinking that they found Mikasa in the ruins of a brothel.

Levi nodded reluctantly and said. "I do not mean to pry in your past. Please believe me, Mikasa."

Mikasa shook her head, "I believe I can trust you. Besides, you and Erwin were the ones who saved me.

"This scarf," She said as she tugged at the fabric that meant a lot to her. "This was given to me by a boy-"

"Ah, a boy!" Levi blurted out, teasing her. He rested his palms on the sheets of the bed and looked at the ceiling.