This is a fanfic is my very first attempt at anything FanFiction quite honestly. This story is based off the song called "Azul" by Cristian Castro. It's a really beautiful song that I hope you all will listen to. I will post the link to it at the end of the story. I hope you guys enjoy the song and the story. Thank you for wasting your time in reading this. -ArtRison28

Theme: Romance/Angst

Summary: Eren has trouble with expressing his feelings about anything, excluding killing Titans and being the savior of humanity, but when he gets the courage to tell Mikasa how he feels, would it be too brash of a decision, or would she return the feelings…

Ship: Eremika

Chapter 1:

The Night

"Fue una mañana que yo te encontré

Cuando la brisa besaba tu dulce piel

Tus ojos tristes que al ver adore

La noche que yo te ame, eh…"

"It was the morning when I first found you

When the breeze would kiss your sweet skin

Your sad eyes that I saw and adored

The night that I fell your you…"

Eren had never denied the fact that he was an idiot when it came down to expressing any lovey-dovey feelings.

In fact, he had hardly ever needed to.

It was rare when he felt anything for any girl, what with being the savior of the whole of humanity; he really didn't have time to think of that. The life of a hero called for special attention. Anything else was petty and didn't need his focus.

Mikasa Ackerman was an exception though.

At least to him, she was.

As Eren lay in bed that night, the moon splaying light around his room, he tried to remember a day when he did not feel something towards her. Even when she was being the annoying, motherly, overprotective, person that she was he loved her. Despite his out-of-control outbursts of annoyance towards her, he could not feel like that for long. He regretted every insult, every attack directed towards her as soon as if left his system. But being the dunce that he was, he always walked away; once or twice he'd seen the pain behind her eyes.

He knew the feeling of being around Mikasa. Breathing in her scent, watching her rare smiles, and looking at the way the sun played with her onyx hair. It was a system, a way of life for him. If he lost her, he lost the feeling, and he didn't want to lose it. In a world ruled by Titans you had to hold onto things like that, you had to cherish them and take care of them as if they were a wounded creature.

The feeling had started the day they had met. Him: a young nine year old boy with a fiery power that astounded, even him at times, anyone, and her: a broken nine year old girl with nowhere to go. In their own way, they were both casted from society. He wasn't considered society-material for his brash attitude. In fact, he had never gained, but one friend, Armin Artlet. Mikasa was never meant to be part of society, she lived her nine years away from people, and had only ever met but one person who wasn't her mother and father, and that was Dr. Jaeger.

Of course, it hadn't happened too quickly, nor too slowly. It happened at the pace that was meant to, slowly, then all at once [A/N: Nod to TFIOS ;)].

"He had three goals when he first saw the dead bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Ackerman: Get to the bastards who had done this, serve justice, and save the girl. It had been simple, easy, and once the three animals had died, he had felt exhausted. For one, he had been strangled half to death, and two all the running and stabbing wasn't as easy as it looked.

He was lying down, curled up in a corner trying to get the oxygen to reach his goddamn brain, when he felt a frail body lay next to him and rest a hand on his head.

Eren opened his tightly closed eyes, and was met with the intent gaze, "I'm fine," he said, reading her expression, "how about you?".

The girl nodded, then closed her eyes. He did the same, waiting until someone would come for them.

When someone finally did arrive, they were greeted with three dead bodies, and two small bodies snuggled up in the corner of the room, sound asleep.

"What the hell?" the Military officer said at the sight.

"You've got that right…" the second man walked to the kids and kneeled, "hey, wake up you two." For a moment his heart stopped beating, the worst case scenario rushed to his head, they were dead.

Then the green eyed boy sat up quickly and was about to throw a punch, "HEY! WATCH IT KID!"

Eren's muscles relaxed, then his face contorted in anger, "IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME YOU BUNCH OF LAZY ASSES GOT HERE!"

The men laughed, they were fine.

Him and the girl were lifted by the men and carried outside. Eren never lost sight of her. His eyes never left her, even when his father had begun fussing.

Dr. Jaeger had been furious, but then Eren had said: "I disposed of some dangerous beasts. Mere animals that just happened to resemble humans."

When Dr. Jaeger turned his attention to the girl, he caught her shivering then her, "I'm cold…".

Eren wasn't one to be sentimental, but when he was he showed it without regret.

He disrobed the crimson scarf from around his neck, and walked to Mikasa, he wrapped the piece of cloth, that would later mean the world to her, and gently wrapped it around her porcelain toned neck. Her sad eyes made him uncomfortable, in a strangely good way. He felt the need to refill the empty saddened eyes, and he swore he would. For her. Because that night, Eren Jaeger had fallen in love with a wounded bird, and he swore to take care of her.

"C'mon," he said, reaching for her hand, "let's go home."

He then knew then, that no matter what happened, that he would wrap that thing around her as many times as he needed to. He understood to himself what love for someone, other than your own mother, meant right then; it meant wrapping a seemingly insignificant cloth around that person, over and over until they felt safe. If that wasn't accomplished, then he'd keep wrapping her up."

Eren didn't sleep that night, he thought of her.

And he thought of her eyes.

Eyes that still needed refilling.

A/N:

It is done! (Sounds like it was this bigass story, well when you are tiered, and it's three a clock in the freaking morning, a three page chapter can feel like an entire freaking novel) Huge thanks to anyone that read this crap! Hope you enjoyed it!

Here is the link to the song by Cristian Castro: watch?v=TLBlpHDDq78

And here's the link to the cover by Eddy Valenzuela, a lovely young (12 years old) singer who covered it perfectly: watch?v=5HpV0RYO0vQ