#rivetra drabble

"I'm home." 

"Home" still felt like an odd word on his tongue. It was a pleasant change from the shithole he had shared with Kenny in the Underground what seemed like a lifetime ago. The thought of the grime covering the walls and the dirty mattress Kenny had called a bed made him shiver, and instead, he focused his sight on the yellow curtains Petra had recently sewn for their kitchen. 

Lately, life had been treating him... well. After years of constant fighting to survive, he struggled to comprehend the safety of a home. But Petra had changed his life completely. And while life by her side was quiet most of the time, ghosts from his past would haunt him and cause the restless nights he had not missed. He could not argue he had been happier since leaving the military life behind, but the guilt would eat at him as Levi thought of the people he had left behind, as well.  

As always, Petra's face lit up at the sight of her husband coming back home to her after a full day of work with a flower in hand. A small habit he had picked up after leaving Petra on her own for most of the day. While their military pension used to cover most of their expenses, as Petra's due date was getting closer, Levi picked up a job at a farm nearby. 

"The vase is on the dinner table," Petra said as she continued to stir in her pot of stew. She had never been a decent cook, but thankfully for her, Levi would even eat burnt food if he knew it came from her. If it was out of love for her or related to his upbringing, Petra did not know. Levi was the better cook of the two of them, but his job had kept him busy most of the time. Of course, he would always spoil her with her favourite dish as soon as he had the time for it. He loved having someone to dote upon.

Petra's hand immediately dropped to her bump as she pictured Levi with a small bundle in his arms. She could sense his nervousness as the due date approached, and the thoughts of impending fatherhood occupied his mind more often each day, but she had no doubts. Despite what people might have imagined, Levi was an extraordinary husband, and she was sure fatherhood would suit him as well. 

After putting the flower along with the others, Levi wrapped his arms around Petra's waist, resting his head on her shoulder. A smile came upon his lips as he inhaled the scent of lavender emanating from her skin. His favourite one she loved to wear for him. 

"I can't believe this is real," Levi whispered as he closed his eyes, as if he were in a dream he was frightened he would wake up from. He had shared Erwin's wish once, or what he thought it to be, but all he needed, for now, was to wake up with the love of his life in his arms. 

"If someone had told me years ago we would be here..." Petra stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, as the grim reminder the people from their past had left them ahead of their time. Knowing what her silence meant, Levi wrapped his arms tighter around her form. 

"Do you think they blame us?" Petra often inquired. While the fight with the Female Titan had left her incapacitated, Levi had been their hope once. And while she had initially decided to refuse his question to elope, she could not find it in herself to do so as she saw what the pain of losing Erwin caused him. And she loved him, plain and simple. 

"I don't know," Levi answered honestly. He knew Hange had understood and signed his resignation papers without much trouble, but he could sense it was with a heavy heart as the dangers of the outside world made themselves known. He was aware humanity still needed him to fight, but he had no fight left in him. For now, at least. He had often thought of the possibility of being called to pick up arms again and how he would respond to it. 

He had not told Petra about it, but he did not need to. She knew him well enough to have his cape and ODM gear ready and packed for when it happened. Levi would always fight for a better world for her and their child to live in.

"I spoiled the mood," she remarked with a sad smile on her lips. But the people they had lost were always on their minds. She could only hope they would be happy for them. 

But before he could get a word out, Petra crashed his lips onto his, and he understood the message. Sometimes, being silent was the better answer. 

"I was going to make a shit joke to lighten up the mood." No shit jokes while we eat, he could hear Petra's warning echoing through his mind. She had accepted his unusual humour, but she had her limits. He deepened the kiss, but Petra pulled away from him. 

"I know," she responded smugly. Levi had always been an easy read for her. And because of it, she knew what he had in mind even before his hand trailed up her thigh. 

"That's for dessert," she replied with a smirk as she walked away from him, with the unspoken promise of continuing after dinner.   

“Fuck.” 

A thousand questions flooded her mind, and yet, she could not form a coherent answer. Petra wondered how she had offended her new superior prior to addressing him a word. She could feel the opportunity she had at making a fine impression slipping through her fingers. She had moved across the country for this chance and ruined it in mere seconds. The silence between them and the embarrassment was weighing heavily on her, and she urged putting an end to it. 

“I’m sorry?” 

“Levi, you can`t keep this away from Petra much longer.”

Levi hissed when the disinfectant Isabel applied made contact with his wounds. He knew this time there was no keeping the secret from his wife, not in the miserable shape the fight brought him into. A black eye. A split lip. Two bruised ribs. He had gotten cocky and underestimated his opponent, contrary to Farlan`s warnings. His opponent was no match for Levi in the end, none of them were, but this fight had been his most difficult ever since he started down this path. Levi hoped Petra would forgive him for his actions, which all had a noble purpose.

Farlan looked at his oldest friend with hurt in his eyes. The guilt for helping Levi was starting to make its way into his heart, along with doubt- “Is it for the glory?”

Farlan`s distrust in his motives was the hardest hit Levi took that evening, and one look at Isabel`s face felt like a knife to his heart- “Tsk. Don`t be an idiot.”

Every punch Levi threw was for his daughter and wife. For his friends. For a chance for them to escape the hellhole that life condemned them to. He took no pleasure in the glory that came with it. The crowds screaming his name over and over again for every fight left him cold. Every time his fist made contact with someone`s skin, the only thing on Levi`s mind was the image of his wife, more dead than alive, looking to sell her body to any man willing to give her a piece of bread. The memory still haunted Levi`s sleep all those years later.

Petra`s father contracted the flu during one of the outbreaks, and she spent all of their money to try to get him medical care, but it was all in vain. After he passed away, Petra was left all alone, with no prospect for a decent future. The hunger drove her to the streets, and the first person she approached was a gruff-looking man. One glance at her and the image of his mother flashed in his mind, a woman too kind for the world she was born into. Levi did not have any second thoughts about what he needed to do. He took his coat off and wrapped it around her trembling body before he took her to the modest house he shared with Isabel and Farlan. He got her washed and fed and assured her that no one would hurt her while he was alive. Levi offered her the safest position in their gang and a place in their home, secretly happy that her cleaning skills matched his.

As the years passed, Levi could feel himself caring more and more for her every day. It took Farlan`s intervention of him calling Levi a “blind bastard” for not noticing his feelings were not one-sided for him to finally get the courage to ask Petra out on an official date. Six months later, they were married in a small ceremony, and two years after that, their family grew. The day Petra found out she was pregnant, they decided their child deserved a modest life, but with both of their parents in it. That day, they both promised they would stay away from the illegal activities they used to be involved in. But in reality, it was more difficult than either of them had anticipated, and the moment when he and Petra went to bed hungry every night, Levi made up his mind. Getting into illegal fights and making his way to the top in a matter of months was easy for Levi, who still lived by the teachings his uncle gave him. He wondered if Kenny was still alive and if he ever came to watch him fight.

“You think I enjoy any of this? Fighting in this shithole instead of putting my daughter to sleep?”

Farlan felt guilty, seeing the hurt on Levi`s face, but he had to be sure. He was tired of seeing Levi beaten up, of having to lie to Petra`s face daily, and he knew Levi must have felt even more consumed by the pain.

“I`m sorry, Levi. I…”

Farlan`s apology got interrupted as Levi got up and made his way out the door without looking back at his friends. He just wanted to go home and hold his daughter and wife in his arms, but based on the shape he was going home in, he knew that was the last thing he was going to do that night. Levi made his way back home with his head down as looking at the hungry women and children out on the streets made his stomach churn, knowing he could do nothing to help them.

When he got in the house, Levi was glad his wife`s back was turned to the door, and he had a few seconds more before seeing the hurt and disappointment on her face. Petra heard him come in, but her frustration with their living conditions took up all her attention.

“Levi, the sink broke down for the hundredth time this week.”

Petra sighed, wishing they had the money to get a new one, but with the way it was going, they were barely affording to put food on the table for the three of them. Her life with Levi was better than anything she would have imagined when she found herself thrown on the streets, but sometimes, Petra found herself dreaming of a small house above the ground. Her daughter would play in the sun every day while she and her husband watched from the porch. They would have a small garden and dinner outside every evening.

Levi didn`t respond to her and sat down at the kitchen table. He closed his eyes, waiting for Petra`s reaction, and it came a few seconds later. He heard glass shatter as Petra dropped the glass she was in the middle of washing at the sight of her husband all beaten up.

Petra barely whispered- “Who gave you that black eye?”

Levi finally opened his eyes, and his heart broke at the hurt painted on his wife`s face. He hated lying to her, but he knew Petra would never agree with him putting himself in danger over and over again, even if it was for the sake of their family. He opened his mouth to lie to her again when Petra interrupted him.

“Levi, if you dare say you got into another street fight on the way back home…”

Levi sighed and put his head down in shame. He loved her too much to put her through this every time, but he knew the truth would hurt her more.

“But it`s the truth.”

Levi was surprised when his wife lost control and raised his voice at him. Petra was the kindest, most calm woman he had ever met, even in the shitty world they lived in.

“I`m not stupid, Levi! Stop lying to me!”

He got up from the table, feeling the urge to wrap his arms around her, to let her know through his kisses every thought he could not express through words.

I love you.

I`m doing this for our family.

Our daughter deserves to grow up in the sunlight.

Levi couldn`t help feeling hurt when his wife pushed him away from her- “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”

Levi turned away from her, too afraid to look at the hurt in her eyes- “I`m so tired, Petra.”

His guilt got worse when he heard his wife`s soft cry from behind her- “You promised me we were done with that life, Levi.”

When Levi didn`t have anything to say to her, Petra crumbled down on the floor. She loved her husband more than anything, and while their life was hard, she couldn`t help but feel selfish. She didn`t want to be a widow, and she didn`t want her daughter to grow up fatherless.

“Our daughter deserves to know her father.”

Levi broke down, unable to keep his pain to himself anymore- “Our daughter deserves the world! Do you know how hard it is to see you so frail?”

Levi pulled the tank of money out of his coat and threw it on the table- “Do you think I could get this by sweeping floors in a bar? Fight by fight, and I`m closer to our dream, Petra. With every jaw, I break I`m closer to taking you and Lizzie up to see the sun and not through a shitty hole in the ceiling!”

Petra just cried harder, and she finally let her husband pick her up in his arms. She knew how much Levi loved them, but she didn`t want him to throw his life away in an attempt to make theirs better. Levi kissed her, putting all his love into it, and she embraced it. Petra put her head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear- “I just hate seeing you like this, Levi. I hate seeing you get hurt.”

Levi wrapped his arms tighter around her, hoping his wife and daughter could have the quiet life they deserved. But he was willing to fight to offer it to them- “I know, love. It will all be okay.” He kissed her lips over and over again until he felt Petra calmed down in his arms.

“Do you want to go hold Lizzie?”

“Thank you guys again for coming.”

Petra waved to the kids one last time, losing count on her attempts to close the door behind her, to go back to her grumpy husband. Connie ran up the stairs of the small house to give Petra another kiss on the cheek while their former squad cheered him. Jean came to collect a fairly inebriated Connie from her, and Petra thanked him before giving them all a smile. Petra gave herself a moment to watch her family fade away in the snowstorm outside before making her way back to the house.

It had been five years since she and Levi said goodbye to the life they knew and decided to use their second chance at life in a new place. Seeing Mikasa and Jean walk away hand in hand helped with the guilt and grief that haunted Petra ever since Eren betrayed them. She felt shivers run down her spine every time she remembered the sacrifices she and Levi made for keeping Eren alive, only for it to end in nightmares that would haunt them for the rest of their lives. Petra was happy for the girl, for moving on from Eren`s memory after all those years. She could say she was even glad for Armin and Annie for finding happiness. Petra and her husband were learning to forget. But she knew Levi would never forgive Annie for the pain she put her through. Eld, Gunther, Oluo, I hope this is what you would have wanted. Sometimes, Petra swore she could feel the pain running down her spine when she stared into her blue eyes.

Petra smiled when she made her way back inside to a quiet house to find her husband asleep in his wheelchair. Despite having just celebrated his 45th birthday, Levi was still blessed with a youthful appearance. But Petra could notice the faint wrinkles around his mouth and eyes every time he gave her one of the smiles that he reserved just for “the only person around him who didn`t make shitty tea”. When she closed her eyes, she could still picture Levi in his youth with his wings on his back, a young god in all his glory. Sometimes, Petra found it hard to believe how much a quiet life could change a restless soul. After everything they had been through, she knew Levi had never been happier. Petra ran her hand through his hair, more grey than black nowadays, and she could see the slight smirk forming on Levi`s face.

“Sneaking up on an old man, Ral?”

Petra got down on the floor in front of the wheelchair, with her head in his lap. She hummed and closed her eyes when she felt her husband playing with her hair locks- “You haven`t called me that in a while.”

Levi gave her forehead a small kiss before wrapping his arms around his wife- “Maybe I just miss being your captain.”

He was more than happy with the life they built together. But sometimes, Levi`s thoughts drifted to the memory of the wind on his face as he flew from tree to tree, of the adrenaline he felt running through his blood every time he made a perfect cut in titan flesh, and he could feel his heart ache with regret. After his injury, it was hard for Levi to accept his movement would be limited for the remaining time he had left. But Petra never gave up on him, as she stood by his side through every failure, through every harsh word he threw at her in his frustration. Levi was not a religious person, but he felt like Petra was sent to him by whatever deity there was out there to make up for the shitty life he had before he met her.

Petra looked up at him, and Levi couldn`t help the smile forming on his face at the sight of the love in his wife`s eyes- “You will always be my captain, Levi.”

Levi just nodded and wrapped his arms tighter around her. Spending his birthday with his wife in his arms was all that he wanted from life. Levi pulled her up in his lap, and she clung around him as her life depended on it. He kissed her nose only to see Petra wrinkle it, a gesture that he always found adorable. Petra captured his lips in a kiss, and Levi opened his mouth to let her deepen it. She smiled when she could taste the tea on his tongue, and he kissed her until she ran out of breath. Levi gave her nose another kiss before laying her head on his chest to feel his heart beating just for her.

Levi couldn`t help but cringe at the sight of the mess his guests left in the kitchen, and Petra gave a big laugh the moment she caught it - “I knew I shouldn`t have given those brats alcohol.”

“Levi, they`re not brats anymore. Some even have their own family.”

Levi cupped her face and gave her another kiss to shut her up- “A brat will always be a brat, Petra.”

Petra just laughed at her husband`s antics and made her way to the kitchen table. She picked up the box in her hands and was surprised to recognize Mikasa`s handiwork on the decoration. Mikasa and Levi had a difficult relationship from the start, but since Eren died, Petra tried to make the girl feel a part of their small family.

“They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”

Levi made his way to the table, and Petra could feel his hands on her hips, drawing her into his lap again. She put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes as Levi laid small kisses on her neck. She felt him whispering against her soft skin- “I would rather see your present.”

Petra smiled, feeling her husband`s excitement at the prospect of her gift through his pants- “How about a bath first?”

“I love you.”

Petra giggled, knowing her husband would love the prospect of getting clean more than making love to her. After she got the water ready for him, she helped him up in the tub, ignoring the hurt painted on his face every time she had to make an effort to help him with anything.

Levi kissed her again, trying to pull her into the bathtub with him, but Petra whispered against his lips- “Lay back.”

He obeyed her, and he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Petra`s fingertips on his skin. Levi moaned when he felt her hands through his hair, and Petra gave his forehead a small kiss. He opened his eyes to see the sad look on her face, and he knew the words on the tip of her tongue before she voiced them out- “Do you think we deserve this? To be happy?”

Levi knew his wife struggled with guilt ever since the moment she was the only survivor of her squad. He found her more dead than alive, whispering the guys` names over and over again. Asking him why she was allowed to live when they weren`t. Her guilt only got worse the moment Eren chose to betray them, Petra taking the responsibility for his actions on her back. Levi tried to convince her they couldn`t have known what Eren`s true intentions were, but he knew the guilt would always be there. So many years passed, and he still held her and kissed her tears away every time a nightmare plagued her sleep.

“We haven`t done anything bad, Petra.”

Levi could see the faint tears in her eyes and pulled her closer to him, ready to kiss them away. Petra got down on the floor next to the tub, and she barely whispered- “But we haven`t done anything good either.”

Levi kissed her hard, and he could feel Petra whimper and wrap her arms around him. He kissed her until the water got cold, and she pulled away from him, with a smile on her face- "My clothes are a wet mess now.”

Levi kissed her one more time before whispering against her lips- “You can always get out of those clothes.” Petra giggled but got started on cleaning his back instead. She didn`t want her husband to get a cold.

Levi took her calloused hand in his and brought it to his lips to kiss it- “You work too hard.”

Petra smiled, feeling like it was the perfect moment to break the news to him- “ It`s going to get harder with three mouths to feed.” She couldn`t help the smile that got bigger and bigger on her face at the realization hitting Levi.

“Pet, you`re…?”

She felt tears run down her cheeks, and she couldn`t help but smile at the surprise etched on his face. They had never talked about trying to have children, but they hadn’t done anything to prevent it either. After five years, she was sure it wasn`t on her husband`s mind anymore. Petra just nodded to him, unable to form a word, and Levi pulled her into the tub with him. He kissed her until she ran out of breath while one of his hands rubbed her still flat tummy.

“Do you like your present?”

Eld, Gunther. Go after the titan on the right. Oluo, you're with me.

"Oi, Petra. Tend to the injured recruit."

Gunther, who said you get free pass to read right now? I don’t recall dismissing the team. 

“Petra, you look like shit right now. Rest up.”

Eld, you call this tea? I might as well drink boiled water.

"Thank you, Petra. Maybe you can hold lessons for these three imbeciles."

Shut the fuck up and keep up, Oluo.

"It's fine, Petra. Let's just go."

At first, they thought it was because Petra's a girl. That perception changed when they witnessed the captain train female Survey Corps recruits the same way he trains his elite members (or at least, the three male members of the special ops).

And as much as they look up to Captain Levi, everything has a limit. Having had enough of the captain's favoritism, Gunther and Oluo pushed Eld to talk to their superior insisting that he’s the 2nd in command and it's his responsibility in the first place.

"That's it. Captain, this is unfair! Why don't you treat us the same way you treat Petra?"

Levi finishes up with tying his cravat before he looks up to the blonde man, bored gaze unsettling as his eyes take in his three male subordinates. For someone with a short stature, the captain sure knows how to make the three of them combined feel smaller.

The four of them are quiet for a bit, staring each other down. Oluo seems to be close to peeing his pants with the way the captain's cold gaze never left them.

Petra's entrance into the room was almost a relief. Good, maybe she’ll break up this tension? The peace didn’t last long when the captain, without straying his gaze on the three men, addressed Petra.

"Ral, marry me."

"W-what?" The ginger sputtered out. She almost dropped the two buckets of water she brought along as the team were supposed to mop the floor this afternoon (well... it’s actually just the three men since she’ll be joining the captain in town today).  

"You heard me."

"Y-yes, sir!" She salutes him, trying (and failing) to hide a giddy smile from forming on her face. A blush starts to bloom on her cheeks in her attempt to get a hold of herself. 

The captain dismisses her, telling her to get ready for their trip to shop for supplies. They didn’t miss how there seems to be an extra spring in Petra’s every step as she hurries out.

Levi's eyes never left the three men in front of him. Instead of the brave face that they were all trying to pull together earlier on, all of their mouths have now dropped in shock and disbelief at what they just witnessed. Oluo must have bitten his tongue in shock during the whole interaction because now his mouth is bleeding. 

"Still want me to treat you the same way I treat Petra?"

"Petra" The man finally spoke and turned his head to her

"Y---y--Yes ? She nerveously answered

"What kind of flower are thoose"

"Eh..This..?" She just realize that she kept holding the flowers she picked up before

"It's small and Blue.. it looks beautiful"

"Beautiful? Did he say that I'm beautiful ? No no  ! he meant the flower Petra. The Flower!"

"Petra, whats the name of the flower" He squinted his eyes examined her. She began to blush at their close distance

"um.. The name is actually kinda odd...It is called 'Forget Me Not' flower"

"And what does that flower mean till you pick it up yourself?"

She turned her head and looked down to the flower she was holding.

"Well......there's a myth of two lovers walking along a River first seeing the bright blue blossoms. The man retrieved the flowers for the woman, but he was swept away by the river and told her not to forget him as he floated away. Whether the story is true or not, it's certainly made the Forget Me Not a lasting symbol of remembrance. It is a symbolize of true and undying love.."

The man keep listening to her "Continue.."

"But i refuse to see it that kind of lover way... actually it is my Late Mother's most favorite flower.. But now its my favorite too"

Somehow the way she changed her expression after saying the sentence made him even more curious.

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"Your...Late Mother..? You never mentioned her before.."

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"Well.. I never actually know her yet... She died when i was just 1 year old.. So i guess i don't remember anything.. But my father keep telling me great stories about her.."

"May I know...how she died..?" He carefully asked her

"She was part of the scouting legion actually.. yet when she gave birth to me, a year later she was called back to the military and..died when i was 1 years old.. barely know anything.." Her voice was a bit shaky

"I'm sorry to hear that.." He apologized

"..hmm.. Don't be.. hahaha.. I barely know her.. well there are many other meanings from this flower actually.."

"Care to explain?" Somehow his voice went gentler, She found it hard to hide her blush

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"Well... besides 'True and undying love' it can also mean as

'A connection that lasts through time'

'Fidelity and loyalty in a relationship, despite separation or other challenges'

'Reminders of your favorite memories or time together with another person'

and .... 'Remembrance during partings or after death'"

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The last meaning somehow stung his chest. They were silence for a moment.

"Why you refuse to see it in romantic way Petra..?" That question caught her off guard

"um...uhh..I believe its just not appropriate as a soldier to even think about that.. Not until the Titan gone from this world at least...umm..yeah...So i just think about My mother whenever i see this flower..."

"I see...she must be a great mother.." Somehow she felt empathy between his words.

"Sir..Can i have my turn to ask you.." She carefully asked him

"Yeah..whatever.."

"um..I heard that you weren't basicly an orphan back in the underground... so does that mean.. you once lived with your father...mother...?"

"Mother. Just her. She died Like...when i was 6.. and then I was raised by my uncle and learned to survive.."

"6 Years old... at least thats better... you must remember things from her right..? Is she a kind person...?"

That question somehow made him feel heavy and longing for so long he haven't even think about his mother after all these years.

"Yes...she is..." His voice was husky, She realized that his expression was pained at that time.

"Well...I don't know what does it feel like to have a mother...technically i was too young too remember..hehe... So how does that feel heichou..?"

"She..is like...the toughest woman i've ever known to survive in the harsh underground..well.. they do yell a lot and just being too overprotective over anything..." He missed those days

"Hahaha that's what I heard too...Well but now my father must have taken the role"

"Speaking of him..what does it feel to have a father anyway Petra..?"

"Well... I think any father would be overprotective too to a daughter.. Im not sure if it was to a son..Probably more freedom hahaha... Father is like somone you look up into.. kind of like that.. maybe that's what differs them from a mother.." She smiled at him

"Is that so..." he was surprised at how she gently smiled at him as the afternoon skies somehow made her hair and face glow so bright.

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"Hey Petra.. would you like to have a family someday...?" Her eyes went wider , shocked at how that question came out of nowhere from her captain

"Its just impossible right..." She avoided his face hiding her blush hard

"Well your mom gave birth to you..even as a soldier and thats not really illegal.."

"And she died after that..." He stopped for a second

"I believe that having a family will just ruin our performances outside the wall...and I already devoted my heart for humanity.. not for somebody special in my life in the future... And.. I might die soon or later after all..." She sounded bitter

"Hey watch your words.. remember I won't let that happen to you.."

"Really..? Well thank you and i know that from the bottom of my heart..but it still just won't change the fact.. And when it comes the time when i died.. you probably will just forget me.." She sound even broken

"Oi..where does that comes from.. you know thats not true ...of course i will never forget you, any single one of you. " He tried to made it up with her

But She just went silent all of sudden and closed her heart, hiding her tears. But soon he finally understood. Seeing her reaction just made him forget about what he was actually going to say on the first time.

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"If that's so...I respect your decision then.. I actually almost think that it's not a bad idea at all to have a family after we had this family kind of conversation... who knows if its too late with this Titans going on around us.. But you have a point. I almost change my perception.."  His answer somehow triggered her.

What does he mean...?

He stood up and started to walk inside the HQ. Petra followed him

"Heichou Wait-...!"  Hard wind suddenly blow as the tied flower she hold before flown in mid air to his direction.

He caught the flowers and began to examined it closely under the sunset glow

"Hey Petra... what if i told you... that I refuse to see this flower the way you do now...?"

"....what you mean.....?" She was a bit confused at what he implied.

"'Fidelity and loyalty in a relationship, despite separation' Well.. Whatever you say...I..-"

He stopped mid way and painfully smiled at the thought while holding the flowers before returning it back to her again.

"Nevermind..." And then he went inside leaving her dumbfounded.

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"Lets make this bitch pay!"

"Petra Auruo , cut the arms now !!!!"

"I'll take the nap- !!!!!"

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Suddenly.... A sight of a herd of flower she always love was there on the ground near the big tree ahead of her while she was in mid air maneuvering. The blue color was so vividly as it looked contrast between the greens. She looked back

"Mother...?"

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"ELLLLLDDDDDDD !!!!!!!!!!"

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"HOW...IT HASN'T BEEN 30 SECONDS YET....!"

"One eye only... How is that possible ???"

"PETRAAAA LETS REGROUP !!! HURRY UPP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHH"

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The Blue flower now changed into crimson red arround her as the Blood of hers was everywhere around the tree trunk. It was a fast death. She didn't even had time to see flash of images of her whole entire life before. She didn't remember anything. She didn't even have time to forget things.

And how awful she felt that everthing she said to her captain that day... didn't come from the true heart...

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Lie... It was all Lie.... She did want to have a family... she wanted to believe...

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He finally found her... Ironicly surrounded by the flowers she loves most.

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'A connection that lasts through time'

Sometimes he still feels her around him . haunting him . but somehow  she made him believe that they will find each other again someday no matter what . no matter how long will it takes

'Fidelity and loyalty in a relationship, despite separation or other challenges'

Despite having many arguments . Eventually she always trust the decision he made when they were outside the walls. She was loyal to him. He just knew that when he read her letter

'Reminders of your favorite memories or time together with another person'

Those silent night.. Her Coffee and Tea..Walking side by side on the town.. Talking to each other.. sharing things that only she knows... Hearing her laughter.... Her birthday present to him... everything he likes..

'Remembrance during partings or after death'

He took her death so hard like never before that made everyone worried. "Why...? Why....?" "Why she have to die....?!" Her lifeless body keeps hauting him everytime, Never he felt this broken before. His entire squad died.. She died...What kind of a captain he is...

'True and undying love'

He was unsure about what he was about to say to her when he caught the flower from the wind. And how he regret not telling her early. But even so, he didn't have the courage again as she made her position clear. Somehow it pained him that day.

But now he do.... And it just made thing worse for him now..

'Forget Me Not'

Why would he tried to remember it.

When she keep trying to forget it ?

Why would he tried to remember his feelings.