January soon came and went in the blink of an eye, bringing with it an air of change for everyone who worked at Survey Corps.
Business began to slowly pick up as new clients started to approach them with a view to setting up contracts, while others sought to renew existing ones.
Levi knew he should’ve been grateful that the increase in work was going to lead to more overtime, which would be more than needed to help cover the mounting medical bills now owing to his mother needing more treatment.
Although the stress of it all was now starting to take its toll on him, along with other matters...
Not only was seeing his mother being taken to the city hospital for more intense rounds of chemotherapy weighing heavy on his mind, but the strange dreams that plagued his sleep were also starting to make him think that he was going crazy.
The nocturnal visions had now changed to show a different view, a time when he and this mysterious young woman who he seemed to have a connection with first met.
The worst part for him was that his friend and colleague Hanji was now appearing in them, it was bad enough she wound him up to high hell at work without invading his dreams too!
“Hey Shorty, are you still awake?”
The raven haired male blinked rapidly and jerked his head up from looking at the computer screen in front of him, finding himself staring at a certain bespectacled brunette sat in the seat on the other side of his desk.
“Tch, what are you babbling on about now?”
“Were you not listening to a word I said?” Questioned Hanji, her brows furrowing as she fiddled with the papers in her lap.
Rolling his eyes Levi sat back in his chair and folded his arms, earning him a sigh from his female co-worker.
“I’ll take that as a no, anyway as I was saying. I’ve been researching the stuff you told me about these weird dreams you keep having and it makes for pretty fascinating reading!”
“Not now Four Eyes.” Groaned Levi, casting a quick glance to the pile of paperwork stacked neatly in the rack to his left. “We’ll discuss it later.”
“Oh come on!” Protested Hanji. “Aren’t you a little bit curious as to what I’ve found out? We haven’t spoken about this since you first told me about it!”
“If it shuts you up we’ll talk about it later, now get out I’m busy!”
“Okay great, I’ll come and get you at lunch time okay?”
“Fine, just leave!”
“See ya later then” She smiled happily, standing from her seat and making her way towards the door.
“Tch, finally!” Grunted Levi, relief flooding through him as the door closed behind her.
However a small part of him was intrigued to hear what she had found, hopeful that he may finally get some answers as to who this mystery woman was and why she was haunting his dreams
Exiting Levi’s office, Hanji made her way down the corridor back towards the main office space where the client consultants were working.
A playful smile spread across her face as she spotted a familiar young woman with h/l h/c hair sat at her desk typing away with a serious look in her e/c eyes.
Being careful to keep the papers she had been carrying hidden so that the contents couldn’t be seen, she quickened her pace and made her way over to your work station.
“Good Morning f/n!” She beamed, gaining your immediate attention.
“Morning Hanji, how’s it going?” You answered with a small smile, momentarily looking up at her before returning to your current task.
“Oh so, so.” She mused, not bothering to fight back the sly grin on her face when her gaze flicked down the the first document she was holding and then back to you. “Can’t complain really.”
“So what can I do for you?”
“Nothing really, just wanted to check how you were settling in.”
“Pretty good thanks.” You replied, nodding and finishing the document you were currently working on. “I get on well with Nanaba and the rest of my team, Ilse and Luke are pretty funny when they start sniping at each other and Nickolas is pretty decent eye candy.”
“Is he now?” Giggled the bespectacled brunette, her grin widening marginally. “Well I can think of someone a little better if it’s eye candy you’re after, who knows you might even fancy a nibble?”
You laughed and sat back in your seat folding your arms, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Oh yeah? Who might that be then?”
“My friend Levi, he sounds like he’d be your type.”
“Levi huh?” Your smile instantly disappeared, a look of sheer horror replacing it. “You don’t mean Levi Ackerman do you? Please tell me you’re joking?”
“Whoa don’t judge too soon, you’ve not met him yet!”
“Oh I had the pleasure last month.” You grimaced, remembering how he had nearly bumped into you and then rudely called you a brat before telling you to watch where you were going.
Thankfully you hadn’t really seen him since except briefly in passing on the way to the canteen for lunch since you had to pass his office to get there, much to your relief however the two of you hadn’t gotten the chance to “bump into each other” again.
“So what do you think of him?”
“He’d be a lot more attractive if he wasn’t rude asshole!”
“F/n!” Hanji was mortified by this response, albeit a little amused that you had such a low opinion of him. Although Levi didn’t exactly create a good first impression with his attitude towards others.
“Okay a good looking rude asshole, is that better?” You scoffed, unfolding your arms and preparing to print off the document you’d been working on when you noticed a familiar black haired woman in a navy blue trouser suit carrying a notebook walking towards you.
“Yes much better.” Nodded Hanji. “So if I were to try and set you up on a date with…”
“You dare and I will divulge every dirty little fantasy you ever told me to Mr Smith, I’m sure he’d be interested to know how infatuated you are with his ass!”
“You wouldn’t!” She gasped in horror, clutching her papers tighter to her chest.
“Try me!” You grinned evilly, pressing the print button and standing up from your seat.
“So what “dirty little fantasies” might these be then?” Asked Ilse, quickly opening her notebook and looking for a blank page before drawing her pen and poising it ready to start writing.
Your evil grin widened, silently daring Hanji to speak again.
“You’re as bad as your mother!” Snorted the bespectacled brunette indignantly. “You win this round, but I’ll be back!”
“Bye!” You giggled, waving innocently before turning to look at Ilse. “What can I do for you?”
“Nanaba wants to know if you’ve finished typing up the new MP contract yet.” Said Ilse, putting her notebook and pen back into her trouser pocket.
“Just about to print it.”
“Okay great, I’ll let her know. By the way it’s nearly time for morning coffee break, are you joining us?”
“Yeah sure, I’ll be there as soon as I’m done.”
Ilse nodded and walked off back towards her desk, leaving you to make your way over to the printer to collect your work.
“Oh that cheeky little…” Muttered Hanji under her breath, returning to her office and finding a young nervous looking male arranging her paperwork for the day.
His hazel eyes widened when he heard the door open and close, before watching Hanji make her way over to the desk.
“Everything okay?” He questioned worriedly when she slumped down in her chair.
“Ah yes fine.” She smiled. “Moblit, be a sweetheart and make me a coffee would you?”
Once he had left, she started to look through the paperwork she had been so protectively carrying.
It was certainly nothing to do with her work as everyone else had probably assumed, but to do with her reincarnation research that she had spent the last month putting together.
Endless hours of working away in the city library studying history books and internet articles regarding the strange dream Levi had told her about, had now resulted in some positively wonderful findings that only served to strengthen her belief in rebirth from a past life.
Pushing her glasses further up her nose she carefully studied the first page she had printed off from the library computer last night, she didn’t have a lot to do until after lunch and this was the first time she’d managed to go through her most recent findings.
It was an old photograph of an oil painting which was said to have been found in the basement of an old castle which had lay in ruins outside the city of Trost for several hundred years before finally being unearthed.
The painting had been restored and put on display in the city’s museum roughly three years ago, it showed a man and woman dressed in what at the time would’ve been considered military attire.
It consisted of the same white trousers, brown boots and jackets with the strange harnesses and silver gear attached that Levi had mentioned from his dream.
The man was short with raven hair and piercing grey eyes, a frown playing upon his handsome pale features. While the woman, a tall/short h/l h/c haired woman with soft e/c eyes and a neutral look on her face stood beside him.
Hanji hummed thoughtfully and turned her attention to the written article underneath.
“Captain Levi Ackerman, a highly decorated officer and f/n l/n of the Weapons Development Branch. Two of the most notable members of the legendary Survey Corps regiment.”
“This is so fascinating.” She said to herself, continuing to look through the papers until she came across another photograph, this time it was of a rough ink sketch of a group of soldiers.
Her puppy brown eyes widened marginally when she saw herself, Erwin and even Mike wearing the same uniform that had been shown in the portrait. Once again, you and Levi were shown alongside them, only this time you were all gathered around a large table studying some sort of wooden barrel.
Upon closer inspection, Hanji noticed that it appeared to be spring loaded with barbed hooks attached to thick steel wires.
Humming thoughtfully she once again turned her attention to the article below and began to read.
“F/n l/n and Section Commander Hanji Zoe were responsible for creating the first spring loaded titan traps, a device used to capture small titans and use them for the purpose of experimentation to learn more about them. This trap was first tested on the twenty seventh expedition in the year 844 and after being mass produced, was later approved for regular use by Commander Erwin Smith.”
The door to the office opened, making Hanji jump and quickly hide her papers in the top drawer of her desk as Moblit walked in, carrying two cups of coffee.
“Here you go.” He said evenly, placing one down in front of her before sitting down in the seat opposite hers with his own. “Is everything okay? You look a little pale.”
“Oh yes fine my dear!” Quipped Hanji, her gaze momentarily flicking to the top drawer before focusing on her personal assistant again. “Everything is just fine!”
Moblit nodded and reached for his coffee, failing to notice to way Hanji nervously bit her lip and held back a sly smile at her recent discovery…
“Hey guys, how’s it going?” You smiled, entering the break room and making your way over to where Ilse and Luke were currently sat arguing.
“Ah come on, you know you love me really!” Smirked Luke, once again trying to sneak a peek at what Ilse was jotting down in her notebook.
“For the last time, keep your nose out of things that don’t concern you!” She snapped, shoving him away and closing the little black book before motioning to a cup on the table. “By the way f/n, there’s a cup of tea here for you.”
“Honestly don’t you two ever grow up?” Snorted another voice from over by the sink, earning everyone’s immediate attention and also making you internally cringe.
“Aw what’s up Flagon?” Snickered Luke, brushing his long bangs out of his face. “Did you not get laid at the weekend?”
Flagon Turret narrowed his hazel eyes and bared his teeth, clearly annoyed by his colleagues snide remark.
“Really Siss? Go get a damned haircut, you look like a drag queen!”
“I’d rather look like a drag queen than your scraggy ass!” He shot back, before effeminately following it up with a rather bitchy retort of his own. “Do you even use conditioner on that straw like mess?”
You quickly slapped a hand across your mouth, desperately trying to muffle the laughter that was threatening to escape your lips, quickly becoming serious again once Flagon turned his attention to you and raised an eyebrow. He was obviously not impressed that he was being made a fool of by you and your colleagues.
“I wouldn’t encourage him if I were you.” Warned Flagon, folding his arms and staring down his nose at you, making you feel very uncomfortable. Raising his voice he made sure that all three of you were able to hear him loud and clear. “Just because you’re not on my team, doesn’t mean I can’t discipline you!”
“Not without consulting me first you can’t!”
Flagon turned towards the door, muttering something inaudible under his breath when he saw Nanaba standing there.
“What seems to be the problem here?” She inquired, stepping into the break room.
“Ah Flagon’s just jealous of my magnificent hair!” Smiled Luke, flicking his head back and letting his long bangs swish over his shoulders.
“Oh yes darling, absolutely fabulous!” You giggled, unable to help yourself.
“Alright that’s enough.” Said Nanaba sternly, focusing her full attention on you. “Did you manage to get that MP contract finished ready to send out this afternoon?”
“Already in the outbox tray ready for the post staff to pick up.” You smiled confidently.
“Well at least you have one person on your team who knows how to do their damned job!” Scoffed Flagon, exiting the break room and heading back into the main work area.
“Geez what’s rattled his cage?” You asked worriedly, taking a seat next to Ilse.
“Ignore him, he’s just being his usual arrogant self.” Shrugged the dark haired woman.
Deciding to heed her advice you simply rolled your eyes and reached for your cup of tea, no doubt you would have another “pleasant” encounter with the obnoxious manager at some point or another, although you would prefer to keep your distance if that was at all possible.
Even being around the infamously rude Levi Ackerman sounded more appealing to you than being forced to share the same space as Flagon!
By the time lunch time came around, Levi’s mood had gone rapidly downhill.
He’d not long gotten off the phone with a very irate Kenny when Hanji came knocking on his door, not so subtly reminding him that she wanted to discuss his nocturnal activities.
“What do you want?” He growled, looking towards the door when he heard several sharp knocks on it.
“It’s me Shorty, you told me we’d discuss my discoveries over lunch!” Came Hanji’s cheerful voice through the wooden barrier separating them.
Rolling his eyes, Levi adjusted his tie and retrieved his jacket from the back of his chair before making his way over to the door. Upon opening it he was greeted by Hanji’s smiling face, which was the last thing he wanted to see given how he was currently feeling.
“Is everything okay?” She questioned worriedly, her smile instantly disappearing to be replaced by a look of concern.
“Tch, let’s get this over with.”
“Hold up Levi.” Said Hanji sternly, placing her hands on his shoulders and looking into his cold grey eyes. “Has something happened to your mother? She’s having another session of chemotherapy today isn’t she?”
“She’s just arrived back home, it’s taken more of a toll on her than usual because they’ve started giving her more intense treatment.” He muttered, walking away towards the canteen.
“I’m sorry.” Said Hanji softly. “Look if you’re not up to this we can do it another time.”
“No, I want answers.”
“Alright, come on. I’ll get you a cup of tea.”
Upon reaching the canteen, Levi immediately headed over for a quiet corner away from everyone else while Hanji went to the serving hatch to get them both a drink.
Most of the workforce were already having lunch and enjoying a catch up with their colleagues, thankfully none of them seemed to pay him any attention as he patiently waited for Hanji to join him.
Leaning back in his seat and folding his arms he stared over at the main door as a group of rowdy workers entered and made their way to a table not too far away from where he was sitting.
“Tch, noisy brats!” He muttered under his breath.
Hanji soon returned and placed a cup of tea down in front of him before taking a seat next to him and handing over the stack of papers containing her findings.
“I’ve already had a quick look through these myself.” She explained, her puppy brown eyes fixed on her friend. “It’s absolutely fascinating and the stuff in here just serves to further fuel my belief in reincarnation, I dare anyone to deny it after seeing this!”
Levi rolled his eyes and started to look through the first document, his cold grey eyes widening visibly when he saw the old portrait and found himself staring back at him.
“Did you Photoshop this or something?” He questioned, watching her reaction carefully for any sign that she was trying to wind him up.
“Levi Ackerman, how dare you make such an accusation!”
“Tch, considering you get off on annoying me I wouldn’t put it past you!”
“No I haven’t tampered with it at all.” She snapped. “This is all stuff I found in the library archive last night, so is it ringing any bells in that overworked brain of yours?”
Swallowing hard Levi turned back to the photograph and studied it hard, taking in all the small details.
The uniform “he” appeared to be wearing was exactly the same as in his dreams, right down to the white cravat around his neck.
Turning his gaze to the woman stood next to him his breath almost caught in his throat, it was her...the one who died in his arms every night the dream haunted him.
“Well?” Inquired Hanji. “It’s her isn’t it? It’s f/n?”
“Yeah, this is the woman I keep seeing.”
A manic grin slowly spread across Hanji’s face, quickly snatching up the pile of papers Levi wasn’t holding she started to sift through them.
“Here read this.” She said, thrusting one of them towards him and almost smacking him in the face with it.
“Tch calm down Shitty Glasses.” He snorted, taking it from her and starting to read through it.
“F/n l/n joined the Survey Corps at sixteen years of age.”
“This has to be made up!” He scoffed.
“Coincidence?” Giggled Hanji. “I think not! Keep reading.”
“She was a member of the Weapons Development Branch of the Corps for eight years until her death. During that time she helped Science Officer...Hanji Zoe…”
“You’re starting to become interested now aren’t you?”
Rolling his eyes, Levi continued to read the article.
“To develop the first trap for capturing titans without sustaining human casualties.
Little is known about her personal life outside the Corps, however it is recorded that she became involved in a relationship with Captain Levi Ackerman.
The two were due to marry, unfortunately this never came to pass as she died a month before their wedding.”
“Tragic isn’t it?” Sighed Hanji sadly. “She was so young. Still, this must be why you say you feel a connection to her in your dream, the two of you were in love.”
Below the short personal information section describing the young scouts short life was a detailed portrait of her.
She was exactly the way Levi saw her in his dreams, h/l h/c hair neatly styled into a ponytail and e/c eyes that held a sense of warmth and compassion.
“If all of this is true and I am a reincarnation of a military captain from fuck knows how many years ago.” Remarked the raven haired male, continuing to stare at the piece of paper. “Then why have I never had these dreams, memories or whatever they are before?”
“Ah a very good question!” Smiled the bespectacled knowingly, once again going through her papers. “I actually looked into that as well. You say these dreams started last year right?”
“Well according to a friend of mine who studies reincarnation, our lives are predetermined by fate. We are always born to the same parents, we have the same siblings if any, but life takes us on a different path.”
“Get to the point already!” Groaned Levi, reaching for his tea and gripping the pristine white cup by its rim with his fingertips.
“Most people find that their memories of their past life are triggered by meeting someone of great significance in the one they’re currently living...their soulmate.”
Levi frowned and remained silent, sipping his tea and watching her closely.
“These memories usually reside within a person’s subconsciousness and awaken at the age they were when they met their soulmate in their previous life, so you must now be at the age you were when you met f/n.”
Levi put his cup down and rested his elbow on the table, placing his chin on his palm and furrowing his brows thoughtfully.
This strange dream had started appearing from the day he turned twentyfive back in December, so if what Hanji was saying was indeed true...then did that mean that is “soulmate” was somewhere in this world waiting for him like she had promised?
“Hey Shorty, you still with me?” Asked Hanji, snapping him out of his thoughts.
“Oh good you’re still awake, there’s more.”
“Get on with it then.”
“The dream will continue to come to you until you finally come into contact your soulmate again, after that it will start to change. Some people have reported having flashbacks triggered by being in close proximity to their soulmate.”
“Tch, great so I’m stuck with these stupid dreams until my “soulmate” appears.” He scoffed, clearly still not convinced that Hanji was telling the whole truth.
In fact he was so unconvinced by what he was being told that he failed to notice the sly grin creeping across the bespectacled brunettes face when a certain young female and her co-workers entered the canteen...