first chapter of EreMika fluff. kinda. enjoy :)

Year 844

Mikasa's P.O.V:

I was trudging along the streets of Shiganshina, as I heard a boy screaming. Then a grunt. Another scream. A few punches, here and there.

Like the natural curiosity every human has, I kept walking. This time, I followed the sounds. I was really getting curious about what's going on.

Then, I heard a loud thud! I started to run.

My legs were getting tired as I ran, but soon, I arrived at the scene. It was a bullying situation, with a boy about my age getting bullied. If there was anyhting I hated more than anything, bullying was number 1.

"Hey!" I yelled at the bullies. "Get away from him!" They turned to look at me, the tall blonde one's hand squeezing the victim's neck. The boy was struggling, his face covered in bruises and cuts. Tall Blondie looked at his friends, and they roared with laughter.

"What? You gonna get out your dollie and smack us with it?!" One said. The victim groaned behind them, trying to escape, but it was useless. Tall Blondie picked him up and started being him up to a pulp.

"Let-me-go!" The victim strained, as he took the hits. I clench my fists, narrow my eyes at the Tall Blondie, and strike, leaving a mark on his cheek. He howled in pain and dropped the boy, leaving the boy struggling to catch his breath. I pounced on to the others, leaving them with bruises, but I didn't give a crap. I kept punching and kicking them, leaving the bullies shaking with fear and scrambling to run away. I stood defiantly, proud of myself.

"That's right! Run away, because NOBODY crosses paths with Mikasa Ackerman!" I shouted, as the bullies ran for their lives. I grinned, then looked at the victim. My hand reached out to help him up. "You alright?" I asked, as he looked up at me, showing me his frightened, big blue eyes. His face was framed by his blond hair and he had a pudgy nose. I could see the streams of tears on his cheeks and the bruises on his cheeks.

"Y-yeah," he said, still frightened, but I couldn't tell if it was the bullies or me causing that fear. "I-I'm fine. I can stand on my own." He struggled to stand up. "Oh, uh, okay." I said, and I also forgot to introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm Mikasa Ackerman. What's your name?" I said to the victim.
"Armin." He said, giving me a weak smile. "Armin Arlert."