Guardian Angel {EreMika}

Chapter 2: Memories

Mikasa's POV

If I should make him remember his past... I shall do so. When he went to sleep, I did too. Whenever I closed my eyes, I just... remember him. Remember the old times- those old memories that we both had together, but I was the one to remember them all.

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I was exhausted after another busy day of training. My heart pounded against my chest as I panted; sweat dripped down my forehead and onto my soaked clothes. The sun was just starting to set, and I began to shiver. Goosebumps grew on my pale skin, and I tried to rub them away. 

"Hey..." I looked up to see that kid. He's always been around, looking at me curiously. His brown hair shook a bit with every head movement. A red scarf was draped around his neck, and he began to remove it. "You're cold... have this." He then wrapped it around me- and I felt his warmth.

"Thank you." I pulled the scarf closer to my mouth, feeling it a bit numb.

The boy plopped next to me with a grin on his face. "What's your name? I'm Eren."

"Eren... huh?" I smiled a bit, and it felt like the first time I've ever smiled. "I'm Mikasa."

"Whoa... that's a cute name..." He smiled and I felt his cold fingers on my cheek. "I've never seen you out here- sometimes you're there and you disappear, Mikasa. We should play together!"

I shook my head, "No... I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm a big girl and I have a lot of jobs to do, Eren." I say quietly, looking back into the house. "I need to do this job... because no one else can." 

But he didn't leave or get mad at me- not at all. Eren simply shook his head and smiled with a big grin on his face. "But... when you have time and don't have a job... we can play right?" I replied with a simple nod. "Then... I wanna help you with your job!"

"What?!"

He grins a bit more, "Uh huh! I know I'm 7 years old, but I wanna be big and strong! And you're just a 7 year old too, right? I wanna help with your jobs so you can play more often!"

That's when it first happened... Eren hopped into the business. My parents were a bit hesitant, but eventually... they let him into the business. But he didn't exactly understand an assassin's job. Once my parents died, he tried to take care of me... but we broke apart. The man who took me in... kept in touch with Eren. 

Before I knew it... I saw this Eren Jaeger rising through the ranks. One look at his profile, I knew it was that same boy from my childhood. Every assassin had to pass a certain test to get to a certain rank. I was chosen to watch his test. His swift kill was the same technique my parents taught me... I saw that he improved... and he truly took this job to heart. Eren... 

Eren, meeting you again after these years... it feels weird to meet up again under different circumstances. But alas, I'm glad we are back together again.