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  'The Walls, where is she?' your paranoid thought rolled about your head as you were constantly glancing around at your surroundings, making sure to keep your eyes and ears alert as you kept watch for any sudden movement that would tell you she was nearby.

  The lush and vibrant trees provided a calm, soothing rustle as their leaves danced in the sunlight -and the various birds that joined in with it made a nice melody- quite the contrast from your erratically beating heart that was effectively pumping adrenaline throughout the entirety of your body. Your (H/C) hair fussed wildly around your head in the false wind produced from your 3DMG, the wires shooting out at your command and accelerating you in your desired direction -hopefully away from her. Having just given it your all in your efforts to lose her, you let out a few quiet pants from your prior exhaustion, feeling it slowly catching up to you but not yet strong enough to make you fly to a nearby tree branch to take a quick break, 'After all, who knows if I actually managed to shake her off? That girl can be deadly silent if she wants to, I know that for sure.' At that thought, your mind flashed back to every single time you've been just minding your own business; every example almost always ending with you jumping when she seemed to appear out of thin air -although you couldn't help but admit to yourself that your viewpoints were at least a little biased.

  Yet despite everything that was going on, you were having the time of your life.

  A barely audible stir sounded from behind you as you bobbed upwards with your gear, causing you to whip your head around to see if the person you were trying to hide from was there. However, you were left utterly surprised and with a sinking feeling in your gut when your spheres searched the scene and came up empty, 'Huh? I swore I heard something behind me,' you reasoned with yourself as you sank lower once more, starting to turn your focus back in front of you, 'Maybe it was just a squirrel or something...? I don't know, that sounds too cliché to be-'

  "Gah!"

  A scream ripped out of your throat as the one you were trying to avoid popped up not too far in front of you, her usual blank face mostly present -save for the faint mischievous smile that was painted on her lips and the soft twinkle hidden deep within her lead orbs. "How'd you even do that?!" you cried, mouth open in partial shock as you slowed yourself down, your girlfriend doing the same -but backwards as she stayed facing you- shortly after. The girl only let the small grin grow, a teasing aspect about her as she spoke up, "I used my gear." You could only roll your (E/C) orbs as you flew off to a nearby tree branch, the ravenette close behind.

  It was a rather sunny day, breeze-free and oddly warm for the beginning of April -yet you didn't dare think about it, choosing to bask in the gift nature graced you with than inquire about it. Shadis had informed you and the rest of the 104th Trainee Corps that today was a wonderful day to get some 3DMG practice in, something he quite often liked to incorporate into your training for reasons you couldn't fathom -other than the loathable man simply being sadistic. Earlier when said training had just begun, you, Mikasa, Armin and Eren had all been in a self-formed group, but you and Mikasa had managed to sneak off from them, leaving the blonde and brunette to handle themselves to find wooden titan cut-outs to 'kill.'

  And it was these rare moments alone with the girl that you cherished the most; given that they were seemingly few and far between.

  The heels of your boots landed onto the wood with a dull click, the same sound soon replicated as Mikasa followed your example, "I thought I was doing so good though..." you mumbled out in partial disappointment, 'I really thought that I had lost her back there, but yet again, she manages to surprise me. At some point I'm going to be surprised when she doesn't, only resulting in the same problem once again.'