Yuki's Pov

"Oi, what's taking you brats so long?" a cold voice was heard from behind me.

I looked Sayuri and saw that there was a glint in her eyes. It was the famous 'fangirl eye' where if they saw something they love ( in her case anything involving with anime and manga) and are on the verge of fangirling if they say something. I slowly turn around to see the owner of the voice. He had short black hair, steel eyes, had a cravat on his neck and along with the uniform everyone has on in the living room with the pair of white and blue wings.  He was a foot away from us, leaning against the wall on his side. He gaze at us for a moment. He made eye contact with me. His eyes were cold, but I can see something I couldn't make out before the eyes harden back to its cold stare. 

"What is taking you so long, brats?" he asked again in a demanding voice, breaking eye contact with me.

I look turn half way around towards Sayuri to see her looking back at me to say something, while holding back from attacking him in a death hug. 

I turn back to the man. "We will be back in a minute. We just need to think of a way to solve this problem." I struggled to explain. 

"Tch, well hurry the hell up. The others and I are getting impatient." He demand while his back is towards us, planning to go back in the living room.

"Well, they can wait." I respond back, annoyed of his demand causing him to look back at me. He 'tched' and went back in the living room. I look back at Sayuri. She looked at me with shock and awe. 

"What?" I asked. 

"Do you not remember who that is?" she whisper yelled.

"No?" I answered questioningly.

"That's Levi. Known as Humanity's strongest soldier and hottie at the same time, but rude and cold towards people and is a clean freak." she informed quickly while drooling over him.

"Okkaayy, but what does that have to do anything." I asked

"No one, and I mean NO ONE, had talk back to him without getting some type of punishment."  She said dramatically. 

"Come on, it's not that big of a deal. I mean, they are in a strange place that is different then they have seen."I explained

"That's ttrrruuee, but-" Sayuri was cut of by muffled yelling coming from the living room. I look towards the doorway that connects to a small hallway to the living room. I look back to Sayuri to see her shaking her head. 

"They do that a lot, you'll get use to it after awhile." She explained shortly.  I nodded in understanding.

"There is one problem that doesn't make sense." I said while thinking and leaning against the counter with my arms cross.

"What?" Sayuri asked.

"If you wished them to come here, how exactly did they come from there world to here and exactly  how far they in their world compared to our anime show of them?" I thought aloud

Sayuri put on a thinking face for a moment and then shrug her shoulders with a 'I don't know' face. 

 I sweat-drop at her before standing for the counter and uncrossing my arms. "Let's head back. They probably don't know what's going on so you are going to explain to them" I exclaimed while pointing towards Sayuri and walking back to living room before hearing her protesting. Before I could reach the small hallway, a small hand grasped me arm, stopping me in my tracks. I look towards the arm up towards the owner of the and, Sayuri. She held a serious face while looking at me.

"How are we going to explain that they are in a world that Titans don't exist and that there is no walls that protect us for such things." She said. 

"I'll think of something." I said towards her looking forward to walk ,but I stop in my tracks after a thought cross my mind. I look back towards Sayuri.

"Let's ask what was the last thing they remember doing or what problem they been dealing with so we, well you,  don't reveal anything that's in the possible future that we might know of. I suggest hiding so of you things from your room just in case they might wander around and end up in there." I suggested to her. 

She nodded before asking a question "So, will they be staying here before they go back." She asked hopefully with puppy dog eyes. 

 I sighed tiredly while looking at her "Yyyeess." I answered, while dragging a hand across my face.

She squealed happily while jumping up and down around the kitchen. I grabbed her by her arms to keep her from moving. 

"Will you stop?" I asked, tiredness finally getting to me from putting an all-nighter with the music producing. She stopped to look up at me in confusion. I grabbed her hand and headed back in the living room, where muffled yelling can still be heard.