A Soldier's Return

Chapter Two

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It doesn't take long for word to spread about your return and the most mind-blowing fact of all, your relation to the Commander and how before anything else, you were one of the few soldiers of the scouts that held a reputation. A soldier who was easily promoted to Squad Leader with her brother in the year 844, the both saving more fellow comrades during expeditions outside the walls and not even having a single member of their team shed single blood. You were one of the legendary scouts, and it was a shame that you had to leave. No one exactly knew why, and you'd like to keep that way as much as possible.

You wanted to let them doubt you, that you barely had the skills alongside your team who hadn't been outside the walls for years, you wanted them to think as if you were no longer someone who can hold her own against Titans. You and your team weren't bothered, of course. The simple gossip had never bothered you and your team anymore, practically immune to pointless words. It was not as important as saving humanity.

For the past few days, you had followed your duty in supervising Eren's movements but you also kept your word to the Captain by avoiding any other interaction unless it involved Eren. Well, you tried to at least but you tried your best to avoid Levi as much as you could despite his persistence, you only spoke to him when needed, and it wasn't needed as much, lately, Eren himself approached you without Levi's permission which irked the raven-haired Captain, much to your amusement. As much as you adored riling people up, you stayed silent. Keeping tabs on Eren and his movements, you kept a safe distance away, only giving opinions when needed. Either than that, you trained with your team.

Somehow, the rest of the soldiers that occupied the headquarters, seemed to be in awe of you and your team. Despite not being in the regiment for so long, you and your team showed your skills better than anyone, some unfamiliar with the techniques you used but it had caught their eye anyway. The five of you moved together in sync, no words were shared between the five of you, somehow you all just knew, working together for years, somehow—the five of you learned to communicate with each other without any words being exchanged. And you weren't going to admit it to anyone, but you did indeed miss the wind brushing against your skin when you used the ODM gear. And again, despite not using it awhile, you still had a flawless technique. And the boy Eren himself wanted to be trained by you himself, and of course, you happily obliged.

Levi, on the other hand, had been trying his best not to let his emotions surface for everyone to see. It irked him how you barely gave him an ounce of your attention. Somehow, the longer of your stay, the more annoyed he grew. He tried his best to ignore your presence, but wherever he looked, you were there as if on cue. And he didn't think it would even be possible, but somehow the very sight of you, made his heart skip faster than normal. It was as if your mere presence was enough to break through the walls he had built around himself from your abrupt disappearance all those years ago.

He grew frustrated every time you averted your gaze away from him, or whenever you shifted the topic of the conversation away from what he really wanted to know. He couldn't bring himself to start conversations or ask questions regarding your sudden disappearance all those years ago without causing suspicions from fellow soldiers about or upsetting you in public. He had been devising a plan in his head the past couple of days since your arrival to get you alone, to talk, he figured he deserved that much since your sudden departure, but every time he had found you, you were either with your squad or suddenly have found a way to slip away from him, and he is in charge as well, had his own duties to fulfil; and just because you had returned, he wasn't going to let it get to him to avoid his duties as Captain—or at least, try it not to get to him. It was disappointing and irritating to the raven-haired Captain.