Hello everyone! This is my first fic for SnK/AoT, and since EreMika is taking over my soul, I had to write them. I'm not so sure what I think of it, personally, but it got a really good response on tumblr, so I guess it's not as bad as I thought. I'm not sure if it really counts as "romance," but I put it under that category because it's supposed to be EreMika and I wanted it to be clear that it's them as a paring not as friends or "siblings" (they are not related thank you very much).

Disclaimer: If I owned Snk/AoT, none of us would feel betrayed right now by a certain three (if you've read the manga you know what I mean *sobs*)

"What the hell?"

It was their second day of military training, and the trainees were in the mess hall, having just finished dinner. A large group of them were gathered around a table in the corner staring, perplexed, at the sight before them. "What thehell?" Jean repeated, sounding even more incredulous. A few girls sniggered at his expression, and Connie shrugged. "Dunno…I remember Eren saying something about lack of sleep, but I don't see how that explains anything…" Next to them, Sasha swallowed before adding her input. "Mikasa didn't sleep either. I woke up a few times during the night, like I always do, and she was awake every time." Connie made a face at her, a cross between amused and disbelieving. "How do you know? What, did you ask her? Like," He dropped his voice to a mock whisper. "'Hey, Mikasa, you awake?'"

"That's exactly what I did."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"And she didn't kill you?"

"Nope."

"Huh," Connie remarked, nodding slowly. "She must like you or something."

Jean growled, irritated. "Whether or not she likes Sasha doesn't matter! Someone just explain to me why they're doing that!" Marco placed a hand gently on Jean's shoulder, attempting to calm his friend down. "They're just sleeping, Jean. It's not like that means anything." Said boy sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I know, but really, look at them! Why'd the gotta be so…so..close?" He cringed at the last word, and Marco could only laugh. Jean may have been overreacting, but what he said was true.

A few tables away from them, Mikasa Ackerman was sound asleep. Her arms were crossed upon the tabletop, her head resting upon them and her shiny black hair draped over her face. This, however, wasn't the issue; next to her, Eren Jaegar was asleep as well, his arm draped sloppily over her shoulders and his head leaning against her shoulder.

"Aren't they supposed to be siblings or something?" Ymir inqired in a vaguely interested tone. Jean nodded curtly, still concentrated on the sleeping pair. Ymir scoffed and crossed her arms, leaning back slightly in her chair, a smirk painted across her lips. "Well, they sure don't act like it."

A badly suppressed laugh came from the farthest corner of the table, catching the attention of the group. "What?" Mina quipped, and Reiner looked over her shoulder at the culprit. "Armin, why the face? What's so funny?" The blond boy looked up from his book, smiling kindly. "Nothing, really," he chuckled, closing the book and setting it aside. "It's just that your reaction is exactly what I expected."

Reiner cocked an eyebrow, questioning. "Wait, what? You expected this? Is that a regular occurrence or something?" Armin shook his head. "Not exactly. See, Eren and Mikasa's first meeting was…" He paused, searching for a word. "Unconventional, I guess. It's not every day that two nine year olds save each other's lives." a couple of girls gasped, and the boys looked slightly more interested. "That's so romantic!" Krista exclaimed, her blue eyes gleaming. "How'd it happen?" Armin looked down at his hands, laughing apologetically. "I think they'd rather I not tell you. They don't like to talk about it; the whole thing was pretty traumatic. Anyway, after that, Mikasa lived with them. There was no extra room, and Eren's was too small to fit another bed, so they had to share one."

At this, everyone, including the previously distracted Annie, perked up. Somehow, Armin knew that would get their attention.

"They shared a bed?" Connie nearly yelled, his face alight with amusement. "What the hell went down in there?! Do you know? you gotta tell us, man!" Sasha slapped his arm. "That's disgusting, Connie!" She snapped, although she herself was giggling. "I bet the most that happened was they pushed each other off the bed," Bertholdt muttered, emitting a few laughs from the other teens. "Kind of," Armin laughed. "They've only done this once before, and they said it was hard to sleep without someone kicking them or talking to them or even swatting them in the face every few minutes," As if on cue, they looked over to Eren and Mikasa. "Quit stealing the blankets," Eren mumbled, fidgeting slightly in his sleep. Mikasa groaned and swatted at his arm. "There aren't any blankets…" She muttered. Eren made a noise that sounded vaguely like a response before they both settled down again.

"See? Like that."

At this point, everyone except Jean was holding back laughter. "Are you serious?" Tomas scoffed. "Eren can be that calm? Damn, Mikasa has a serious effect on him." Annie nodded, still looking disinterested but obviously not enough to pass up taking part in the conversation. "I've noticed that he looks calmer when she's around. I thought he was just afraid she'd kill him, but guess not." A few others nodded, and Mina turned to Armin expectantly. "So? Anything else we should know?" Armin looked away, thinking. He could tell she was looking for the full story behind his friends' first meeting, but that was far too personal for him to share. So instead, he added his own input.

"Yeah, actually. I think they're kind of lying. I think they're just more comfortable with the other close by. They'll get used to it, but like you said, Eren's calmer when she's around."

As his friends began talking animatedly about this new information, Armin picked up his book quietly, glancing over the top of it at his sleeping friends, who had moved closer together in the time he'd been looking away. So much so that their position would have looked almost intimate in a different setting. He grinned to himself. When they woke up, they'd probably be beyond embarrassed, and rumors were bound to start floating around, especially with this group being the first to hear the full story. It was only their second day of training, and people were already suspicious.

Armin buried his nose in his book, realizing that the oncoming rumors would be partially his fault. "Maybe I shouldn't have said anything."

So that's pretty short, I guess, but you know. I realize that the characterization of Jean is a little off at this point, but this is supposed to be set early in the series, back when Jean was still like in love with Mikasa and kind of a jerk (I love Jean, he's grown so much, but in the beginning, you have to admit he was kind of an ass). Also, I'm like 99% sure Armin is the captain of this ship, so you know. I'm thinking of writing a follow up to this one, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it :)