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Chapter Two | A NEW JOB
MIKASA
"What do you want me to do?" She asks, defiantly looking at him with a curious glance. Mikasa never ceased to turn her back on him, because she knew, as deadly as he was, his offers will gain her a fortune.
Levi humms, putting the teacup into the table, his right arm spread over the couch's headrest lazily.
"Just a job that I needed your skills with," he paused and took a glance at her. "I assure you, you wanted to get out from this shithole, yes?"
Mikasa momentarily turned away, before sighing. "I do," she looked up at him, her gaze never breaking. "But how can I even trust you?"
"Simple. We'll work together. As I said, I'm tired of those fuckers trailing me over and over again like a rat. I just wanted to get out," he took the pitcher and poured the liquid on his cup. "I'm sick of this city, you should know what the fuck we're dealing with too."
"I know." she looked down on the floor, looking at the cleanest floor she'd ever seen in her life— it was shiny, and she could see a reflection of her face in it. Memories of the past were now flooding in her mind, but she never let her vulnerability get into her senses. She never trusted anybody, let alone the King of Thieves that could kill her— here and now.
Changing the topic, she looked up to glance at him again and caught him sipping the tea in his teacup.
"So... what's the job?"
Levi sets the teacup back again on the table and looks at him idly. "We needed to find a lamp," he pauses but then Mikasa almost chortles in the stupidest thing she could ever hear from the infamous man himself.
A fucking lamp? How could a lamp save them?
"Before you'll laugh your ass off, the lamp will help us get the fuck off here." he sternly assured her, but Mikasa never bit her tongue and started laughing.
"W-where did you even... know that!" she said between her laughs, and Levi grunted, seemingly annoyed.
"Stop, or else—"
Mikasa cut him off, "—you'll kill me? No," she abruptly stood up. "I'm going to get out of here and I'll leave you on your own in finding a lamp that could not even fucking save us."
Levi stood up, "No. Listen to me, we could join the Military and get out of this. If anything, we'll find the lamp outside."
Mikasa was about to turn away, but stopped realizing the only way she could get out of here was to enlist in the Military, and being one of the Scouts can grant her freedom— or attain freedom. But then, she remembered being one of the Scouts can end her life, exposing herself to the infamous Titans beyond the walls. But then, there's no point fighting here... without any hope than to live, right?
"You'll join... the Military?"
Levi sighs, "I'm going to," he took a step closer to her, and his dark blue irises locked into her grey ones. "If you wanted to stay with me, suit yourself."
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It's been a month since she stayed with Levi, and there are frequent times she wishes to be alone, but then she trails him like a dog now in-between their illegal jobs. Mikasa loved killing and stealing, having the rewards from the clients all to herself, but then now, Levi takes it all— but well, as generous as he was, he never takes his share to himself. He gave the money all to Mikasa, but as payment for letting her stay with him, she just buy the rewards some food or she'll attempt to cook at their 'home'.
Mikasa grew with a nice family, with her parents that took care of her. But then, those human traffickers killed both of them, now, she was alone in the Underground. Now the time changed, and a stranger took her, and not just any stranger, the infamous thief himself was living with her now. Levi took care of her needs and blatantly gave her space on some occasions, other than their jobs. Sometimes, clients have mistaken them as a couple, so it's been better that they'll treat them this way so that they'll be feared more. One day, she was walking through the rotten streets towards their homely abode when she felt someone was trailing after her.
She stopped and turned around, looking at a tall man with a black cloak and a cowboy hat, and he was strangely clean for a person dwelling over this filthy place.
"You must be... Mikasa then? That runt's lover," he said, his voice menacing but Mikasa stood her ground.
"What do you want?" she asked back, and the man strides towards her.
"Just wanted to introduce myself to the little girl who stole that rat's hollow heart," he cackled, and Mikasa almost grimaces the way he said those words. They may be pretending to be one, but Mikasa heeded no feelings for him. After all, love doesn't exist.
Right?
"I'm Kenny Ackerman," she froze at the surname, her eyes widening. "The rat's uncle. Just have a little job for him to make, but you're here so I trust that you'll send him this message right?"
Mikasa steps backward, her eyes wide and in shock. She never knew... she has some family left. If the man is Levi's uncle... so Levi is her... family?
But no... it cannot be. They are worlds apart, how can he be her cousin in any sort? Just a fucked up idea.
"A-Ackerman... you are an Ackerman," she stuttered and Kenny curiously grunted at her. "Huh? Is that... clan familiar to you?"
She never replied, and just continued to stare up ahead, still speechless at the revelation. How... how could this possible?
Kenny laughed without her reply and held his hat. "Who are you, lass?"
"I'm... I'm an—" He cut her off abruptly, holding her mouth as Kenny brought her towards a dark alley.
"I know. Your face says it all," he whispered into her ear. "Where is the house both of you are living in?"
"Why?" she croaked out, the realization hits her in the face when Kenny uttered some words.
"The two of you got some job to do. For me. Getting that fucking lamp is a hassle," he smirked and disheveled her unruly hair. "You've been blessed to meet that little runt, lass. Our clan is small you see, I hope to see the day you'll pop kids with his seed from your belly.” he laughs again, and Mikasa almost punched him in the face when a voice crept behind them.
“What the fucking hell do you want from us, Kenny?”