Bertholdt x Mikasa (BeruMika)

Four

~Mikasa's POV~

The moon was rising as the sun set, it was rather beautiful and reminded me of mama and papa. . .

I closed the curtain and looked back the bed where Bertholdt's used clothes stood. He was changing behind the folding screen. I'd already changed into a white shirt and polyester pair of trousers knee-cut sleep wear.

He folded up the folding screen and sheepishly laid in bed. I kicked his giraffe legs over and placed pillows between us.

"Nothing's happening between us." I said sternly and laid on the side opposite of him.

"I wa-wasn't going to try anything I--"

"Good night" I cut his words. I stole the covers, there was only one set and I'm not sharing.

"Well I guess that's fine." Bertholdt replied to the empty conversation between us that was non-existent. I couldn't sleep. I'm supposing he fell asleep due to no movement. I opened the curtains to the glass doors to a full moon.

All I thought of was Eren. What's happening? What are they doing to him? He saved me. He basically gave me the life I'm living now. He's been a hero far too long, I'm not letting him die if they see him as a traitor. I have to do it for him, for Carla, for humanity.

Treason here is punishable. . .by death.

"Mikasa?" I heard Bertholdt softly ask: he's awake. My body jumped and grew hot, I didn't turn around.

"Suggesting by the moon, it's probably midnight around now." He said in a raspy tone.

"Uh"

"What were you going to tell me-- that I needed to know? Back at Shiganshina?"

"Well--"

"I know its not the lunch area." Bertholdt started, adjusting himself into a sitting position "but I'm sure there's an opened bar inn we can eat at?" Bertholdt suggested.

"Okay." I tied a robe around myself and he did the same, and grabbed some currency from his white pants.

"I thought you were asleep?" I said, demanding to know why he wasn't.

"I have insomnia, and night mares-- from...you know...everything. So uh as I forced myself up to avoid em, I can't sleep when I want now on."

"Oh-- sorry about that." I said, I felt like a jerk. At least I feel genuinely sorry about it.

"Don't worry about it. You know, you and Levi are both the last of the Japanese?"

"Yeah, well my dad's German. So I'm not full I guess...no more of us around."

"Oh, well you're still gorgeous wherever you're from."

I blushed to his compliment-- a compliment. This is weird, a weird feeling. We hit by a quiet inn filled with a sparse amount of people. Bert opened the door for us and we sat by an inconspicuous table.

"Three chocks( Hot Chocolates) and 2 toasts." Fubar ordered.

"Sure thing" the server replied.

"Why three?"

"A guys gotta eat you know? Well drink in this case -- you're not allergic to chocolate-- nor wheat?! Are you?!" Bertholdt asked frantically.

"N-no. Haha. Uhm-- I'm allergy free. As far as I'm concerned."

"Well I'm allergic to your giggle, because it's making me die for you right now." He said almost confidently. Is this seriously Bertholdt's way of flirting?! Not bad but, it just doesn't suit him and his line was so corny. He's not smug like Reiner.

"Oh." I was red and I lowered my face away from him. This is going to be more difficult than I thought.

"Well. The thing I needed to tell you was . . ."

"Yeah?!" Bertholdt's eyes perked and widened.

"Well-- you see. Annie, she well uh. She really likes you--"

Bertholdt's excitement diminished out from him and his shoulders began to slump.

"B-but she likes Reiner more!" I lied. "B-but she still wants to date you?" I told him, more in a questioning tone if anything.

"Thanks Mikasa. But Annie's told me about thousand times." He sighed.

Our food came along and Fubar walked over to pay early.

"Well I'll see you at the room." Fubar told me, his eyes not meeting mine. He took his toast and left me there. With three drinks and a toast.

I quickly drank some hot chocolate and ran out with the toast in my mouth, leaving the drinks to a nearby couple.

I rushed into the streets. Fubar was no where to be seen I headed back to the house.

He was lying on my side, the right side. And he gave me the left. His back to me.

How can I like someone in such a horrible time of humanity?! Maybe when this is all over. . .I can start a relationship. Heck even a family, until then I can't right now. I just wish he understood. I lied in bed and covered Fubar with the one bed sheet.

To my surprise and astonishment he grabbed my wrist, swung me over to him by the waist-- and kissed me!

After a few seconds of this realisation, I tensed down and closed my eyes. His right hand cupped my cheek and he held me close. Bertholdt softly bit my lower lip, and released.

My eyes were wide opened after wards. Bert placed me quickly in the left side, drew the bed sheets over me, and returned to his solitary condition.

His lips were soft and my heart was too. Right now, my walls were as broken as Shiganshina.