Admin: SO HERE WE GO! KEEP INMIND ARMIN IS HALF BRITISH AND KOREAN, SINCE I SAW THIS ONE POST AND HE WAS ADORABLE AS IT! PLUS THIS IS AU SO I DO WHAT I LIKE! Enjoy~! I kinda have a thing for rich!eren, and poor hardworking!armin. Also I know Erenx Christa is a weir paring. But with her personality in the manga I think it fits with her being the villain or something.

"Grandpa,I said I'll be fine for the millionth time in a row. You don't have to worry so much,and it's only college." Armin,a very youthful boy with shoulder length blond hair said to his grandfather as he was about to board his plan. It had been a few months since summer break had started, and a week since he would be able to go to the university of his dreams. Though he wasn't well off,Armin was able to get in on a scholarship. Standing over his grandfather at a height of 5'4, still having yet to grow to his goal height, Armin hugged the old man one last time.

"Promise me that you'll call me every now and then. Even come back to ask for money if you need to." His grandfather told him as he let go of Armin to have one more look at him.

"I promise, to call you as much as I can. I love you, take care." Allowing the gate keeper to see his ticket, Armin took one last look at his grandfather blowing him a kiss before he left onto the plane. Taking his seat near the window, He watched as the heavy metal machine lifted itself from the ground, and into the his hand up to glass.

"Goodbye England, Hello America."

A few hours later, the plane came to a complete stop. The passengers piled out of the plane gathering their things form the luggage claim. Grabbing his luggage and navigating himself through the sea of people, Armin stood in the center of the air port looking for an exit that had the least amount of people. Finding an exit, Armin took a quick second to look at the address of the small apartment he had bought before hand.

It didn't cost much, and it seemed like the perfect thing to do. Armin knew if he were to get a dorm with a roommate he would never get any studying done. Walking out of the doors of the airport, Armin hauled a cab that took him all the way to his new living quarters. After paying for his ride, Armin took one look at where he would be living and winced upon seeing it.

It was a run down apartment complex with not many people living in it. It wasn't the in the worst place in L.A., but it wasn't in the best either. Walking up to the roof, and across it, he found his little living space. Getting the key, he unlocked it, immediately throwing his luggage into it. Huffing from all the work he had to do, the blond he stretched for the first time since he arrived in such a strange country.

"Aigooo, let's start unpacking the checking out the area." And that he did. Navigating himself through the tiny one room apartment, Armin walked into the room, to see that it was indeed furnished as promised. Laying down his luggage he neatly unpacked his clothes,and placed them into the cabinets where they belonged.

After he was done, Armin took a second to look around once more, until he opened his door to see a fridge. Making a mental note to do groceries with whatever money he had left, he also noted he had to look for a job. Deciding to start on the second thing first, Armin disappeared back into his tiny room, and started to dress for an interview. Putting on: a dress shirt, sweater vest, khaki pants, sneakers, his reading,glasses, and a hair clip to keep his hair from covering his face Armin grabbed his wallet , bag ,phone,and keys, and was out the door.

Taking a bus to a shopping plaza Armin looked around happy he planned everything ahead of time. He knew he would have to be working 2-3 jobs on the spot. It didn't bother him in the least, since he was use to helping add money to support his grandfather always fearing his retirement money would run out. Though the old man begged him not to work so hard and concentrate on studies, Armin insisted he would be able to keep everything up.

Pulling out a list of jobs wanted around the shopping mall, Armin started to go to each and everyone if only to improve his chances in getting a job. After he went through interview after interview, Armin decided he would take a break and find something to drink. Going to the closest market, he bought a green tea for himself as he sat down in a public eating area he couldn't help but notice a fight going on between a girl and a boy.

As he watched intently he started to notice the situation getting worse. Deciding he liked having a peaceful environment the blond, got up with his things and started to walk past him. During this process he heard the male scream, " I've been seeing someone else , and she's better than you."

Internally screaming that things were about to get good, Armin was then taken by the wrist and forced into a hug by this mysterious male. Being face-to-face, with his torso;Armin's glasses dug into the bridge of his nose. Then he was turned around and shown to a woman with similar blond hair to his, including his blue eyes. In all honesty, Armin thought the other was beautiful, and wondered why they were breaking up. The second thought was, why was he being hugged by this mysterious man he didn't know in the least.

"This is my new girlfriend see. She has everything you have, but she's better, smarter, and cuter. Now buzz off."

-Earlier that same day-

"Eren where do you think you're going?" A man with glasses, long brown hair who was in his fifties asked as he looked up from his papers. His name was Grisha Jaeger, owner of a modeling agency. His son Eren Jaeger was one of the models who was soon to be the heir to the agency. Eren to say the least was handsome. With chiseled features, soft skin, sculpted abs, a tan, and forest green eyes anyone woman,even man,would fall for him. He stood at 5'11. His adopted sister Mikasa was a model was well. She had everything she was elegant, beautiful, and tall. She was the best of the best and earned her keep as Grisha had said.

"I'm going somewhere, I'm a grown man. I don't need to tell you." Eren angrily replied adjusting the hat on his head to hide his identity.

"Well I need to know, because of your schedule."

"Let my manager find me when you need me. I'm leaving." Eren storms out without another word being said. In truth Eren hated his father. Since the day he hit puberty,and started to show model like qualities he was thrown into the family business. Not only that, but he had started to get anger issues ever since an accident that happened when he was fifteen years old that the refuses to talk about.

Getting into his car, Eren decided he would take his anger out on someone and who else but his girlfriend. Now Eren was a nice boyfriend, never had be beaten a girl or abused any partners. However, he when he was bored, or terribly angry he had a horrible habit of breaking up in a specific way. Calling up his current girlfriend, Christa, Eren drove on to the mall to break up with her.

Getting out of the car, he slams it shut activating the alarm as he leaves. Looking around he waited for her sipping on a milkshake trying to hold in his anger he tapped his fingers on the table. When Eren laid eyes on a tiny blond in a ruffly pink dress, her hair tied back in a pony tail he stood up and pretended like nothing was wrong,Playing on with the act that it as just another get together. When Christa had suggested something about his dreams, that is where everything started.

"You know Christa, I have a lot of dreams. I dream of being successful, having a family, and being your ex." Immediately after saying that Christa looked at Eren with sorrow filled eyes not believing what she was hearing.

"Y-You can't be serious r-right?" She asked as tears started to form in her eyes. Eren who was too angry for any pity rolled his eyes looked at her watching as she acted like she really cared. The bases of their relationship was all for looks anyways. The Christa he originally had met was nice at first, but when she turned into Historia her professional self she was a money grubber and rude.

During their fake relationship she had indeed fallen in love with Eren, but Eren didn't feel the same way. In all nothing about this break up made Eren guilty except for the fact how it carried out into a huge argument where he was making her cry mentioning her insecurities. Looking around for a safer way to end things. Eren spotted a blond that looked almost exactly like Christa, but something about 'her' had him attracted to 'her'.

Seeing as she was about to leave, obviously hearing some of the things he was saying tho Christa Eren thinks fast.

"I've been seeing someone else, and she's better than you!" Looking over to the other blond he had set his target on. Eren reaches his arm out and grabs Armin as fast as he could into a hug, then turning him around to face Christa.

"This is my new girlfriend see. She has everything you have, but she's better, smarter, and cuter. Now buzz off!" Eren exclaims to Christa who only slaps him in return as she dashes away crying

"Phew glad that's over." He sights in relief letting go of Armin.

"W-what w-was that for!?" Armin exclaimed as he blushes.

"Sorry Miss I-..."

"Mister! I'm a boy."

"Wait what, no you're not."

"Yes, I am."

"Prove it."

"O-Okay then." Embarrassing Armin grabs Eren's hand and puts in on his chest allowing him to feel it for breast.

"Wow, you have to have the flattest chest for a girl."

"천치! I said I-I'm a boy!"

"S-sorry, I was only joking around. And what language was that?"

"Korean, and you still h-haven't answered my question."

"Oh yeah, sorry about that. I just, I, well it was a nasty break up. Sorry for calling you a girl and stuff and using you."

"Apology accepted, I-I'm sorry for coming off mean. I just hate it when people think I'm a girl."

"Well it's really how short you are and small."

"Oh and since when did you corner the market on judging on looks."

"Since I became a model."

"Pfft, and model good one."

"I really am, haven't you ever heard about Eren Jaeger?"

"No, I-I really can't say I do. I've never really been interested in anything but books."

"Oh well then you best get to know. It can come in handy one day."

"Ha ha, like I'll ever need to know the name of a model. Let alone one with anger issues as far as I can tell." Looking at his watch, Armin freaked out and dashed away without even caring to say goodbye to Eren, or even giving him his name. It was close to the time his bus was to arrive and he was about to be late to go food shopping. Running as fast as he humanly could, the blond barely made it to the bus on time.

Getting aboard, he took a seat and he checked his bag to see everything was in there. Panicking noticing his phone was yet to be found, he cursed internally.

"How am I going to call grandpa now?" Armin said in disappointment not having to go through the task of trying to get a hold of another phone wasting more of his money. Arriving at the super market, Armin got simple foods like snack, instant ramen, and juice. He couldn't afford meat yet so he guess he had to wait. As he walked home, Armin looked around the area for anything suspicious happening.

When he decided the area was secure, Armin stopped looking and continued to look straight towards home. Unlocking the door to his apartment, he unloaded his food and started to make it as well. Just as everything was about done, Armin for the first time in years sat alone on the floor hunched over a small table. Trying to hold back his tears, Armin swallowed his meal and started to get ready for bed closely after finishing.

Setting up his futon, blankets, and pillow, Armin laid down on the set and gazed at the stars through his window.

"Goodnight Grandfather, I love you." He mumbles before curling into a ball a ball before going to sleep.

"Wait you forgot you phone!" Eren shouted to Armin as he ran off having his phone slip out of his bag. Running as fast as he could Eren tried to catch up to the blond but that proved to be almost impossible. Stopping in his tracks when he heard his own cell phone ring, Eren reluctantly picked the cellular device up. Once he placed the speaker to his ear, he heard nothing but the screaming of his agent and glass shattering.

Wincing at the sounds, Eren took that as a sign to go to the studio. Placing the cell phone into his pocket, he started to jog back to the garage taking his hat and shades off. Driving as fast as he could to the studio, Eren walked into see Christa on a holy rampage.

"What happened here?" He ask curiously knowing he would regret the answer he got.

"Your little break up with Historia, that's what happened!People at the mall noticed your fight and started to record it! They even got the moment you mystery girl came in!" Christa's Manager responded as her phone kept on ringing.

"So it was just a break up."

"Just a break up! It's every where, your career is on the line. How are we suppose to announce you becoming an actor when all this is happening. Who is this girl anyways?" Eren's manager asked frantically trying to piece everything together in his mind.

"Just someone I met in college."

"Well, you better get her to the next press conference and announce explain everything. The tabloids are going nuts over this."

"I'll find a way okay, I promise. Just c-can we please do our work before my dad kills me?"

"Yes yes, fine. Start undressing and go into make-up and wardrobe."

Weeks passed by since Eren and Armin's meeting and one of the two seemed to have forgotten everything about meeting the other. Armin had gotten three jobs and had started school. One job was at a cafe where he cleaned table, a delivery man, and lastly front desk for a hotel. Though each day was more tiring then the next, Armin had to earn enough money for his rent,food,water, internet, and electricity. Not only that, but his tuition fund just in case the next yea he couldn't get a scholarship for some odd reason.

One day working as front desk, he was typing away at a computer when all of the sudden a familiar voice called to him.

"Hey there stranger." The voice said as Armin looked up to see who the voice belonged to. In front of him was a tall man with ash-brown hair and long face.

"Jean!" Armin exclaimed in surprise as he rushed over to Jean giving him a giant hug. "W-why are you here? I-I thought you and Marco were in New York?"

"We were, but I got transferred to your school. So, I wanted to surprise you at school but never found you. And I was just checking in here until the apartment I rented was ready."

"That's so great! I can't believe I'll have someone to talk to now. You don't know how lonely I've been without my grandfather." Armin says as he hugs Marco tightly causing the other to blush.

"Y-yeah, Well now you don't have to be. Still the workaholic I see?"

"Hee hee, of course. I-I need to you know make myself useful somehow."

"Armin you've always been useful and more."

"T-thank you J-Jean. You're a good friend you know that?"

"So I've been told."

"Oh you!"

"Oh me."

"Well Why don't we," Interrupted by his watch's beeping Armin sighed," Sorry I have to go to my other job. Hey what's your phone number, when I get a phone I'll call you."

"You don't have a phone? Really?"

"Long story."

"Okay, do you have a paper or something for me to write this down on?"

"No I can memorize it."

"Oh you trying to brag smarty pants? You trying to brag." Jean playfully says as he lightly punches Armin's shoulder.

"Ha ha, no I'm not."

"Okay then it's, XXX-XXX-XXXX. Got that?"

"Yup, all in my brain."

"Good."

"Well I gotta go now, see ya soon." Armin says as he waves off to Jean who smiles and waves back watching the other leave.

"I actually came here for you." Jean whispers before turning around and leaving to his room.

Armin who was out of breath rode his bike all the way to his delivery boy job dressed in his uniform already ready for the deliveries to begin. Walking into the joint, he punched in his card and went to the delivery list. Already he saw that we was late for the first one on his shift. Running around asking for the food needed to the delivery, Armin loaded each and everyone of the large order onto his company motorcycle and was off.

"Eren it's been weeks, where is this mystery girl?The conference is we still haven't found a replacement to act as her." Eren's manager nagged as Eren was in the middle of getting his make-up done for the conference.

"Ahh let me think, we sure as hell can't use Christa since everyone knows her. Ahh, I need food!" Eren exclaims as he hears a knock at the door. Getting up he walks over to the door opening it.

Behind the door was a small blond with his hair tired into a pony tail, with a hat saying Minhyuk's Korean BBQ. When the delivery person showed his face behind the hat, it showed the face of the one Eren was looking for.

"Hello sir," Armin began not noticing the way Eren was looking at him, " I'm here on delivery for the a ."

"Get in!" Eren says grabbing Armin's wrist,and shoving him through the doors along with the food in his hands. Shutting the door immediately behind him, Eren looked at his manager with a nod.

"W-what's happening?" Armin ask timidly, now scared for his around it was nothing but a blank room with a few chairs and tables.

"Is this her?" The manager ask hope in his voice.

"Yes it is." Eren replies with a smile placing his hands on Armin's shoulder's and giving a big smile.

"Thank heavens! Maria, Rose, Sina you know what to do! Get her ready for the conference we only have a half our."

"Yessir!" The three make-up, hair, and clothes expert replied with a salute and quickly ran over to Armin with an Evil glint in their eyes. Grabbing Armin's arms they dragged the poor boy into a separate room without telling him anything.

"W-where are you taking me!? L-let go of me!H-Hey don't take my clothes off!" Armin yells struggling against the women's grip.

"Oh my gosh your skin is so soft and flawless~!" Maria sang as she felt Armin's face.

"No No, her hair is so silky;I can't even tell you how jealous I am~!" Rose stated.

"Ahh, her boobs haven't grown in yet how cute~!" Sina stated as she started to measure Armin for his clothes.

"W-what are y-you guys going to do to me?"

"Nothing harmful in the least, we're going to make you pretty. It's time to turn this boring girl into a princess."

"I-I don't want to be a princess. AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING BORING GIRL!?"

"My my she's so touchy. Calm down you might break one of the walls we have here." Mara joked around as she helped place Armin onto a laid back seat, and started doing his make up.

"But I'm on duty for my job right now! I can't just ditch it."

"Hmmm, we'll take care of that; don't worry."

"Hey are you a half?" Rose asked innocently as she started to comb Armin's hair as she waited for the curler to get hot.

"Y-yes, I'm half British and Korean..."

"Awww how cute~!"

"I-I don't see how that' cute."

"Eh, just is."

"Hmm, we'll have to do with ruffles or a boy in front of her chest region to draw the fact away that she has no boobs." Sina yells from the clothe rack. "Oh, heels will work well for her too since she's a bit short."

"I'm not that short!"

"Honey, model around here are at least close to 6 feet."

"I'm no model though."

"You should be you're beautiful."

"T-thank, y-you I-I guess." Armin replied with a blush completely forgetting the fact the he was abducted. Allowing them to do whatever they wanted, Armin waited patiently to see why they were doing all of this to him. Closing his eyes he tried to remember any events that would have lead to the moment but nothing had came to mind. Hearing only the light clinking of make-up being opened and closed, along with something hot going through his hair, Armin simply laid there wondering if they just needed an extra model.

When Maria and Rose were done, it was Sina's turn to work her magic. Having to still close his eyes due to the fact his eye lashes were drying, he allowed the woman to dress him feeling a bit shy as she did so. When he felt she was done putting his clothes on, he felt no pants on him which was odd since he still felt fabric around his body. What caused him to open his eyes finally was the fact that he felt himself grow taller all of the sudden when his feet were being touched.

Opening his eyes, he saw the damage they had done. His eyes had eyeliner around them defining his eyes more, his eye lashes were longer almost giving him a doll like his eyes lids was a light pink eye shadow that looked good with his natural skin color. Blush on his cheeks allowed him to look more alive rather than his pale self from before.

His hair was half up and down. The part that was down was curled at the ends as this hair that was tied up was held up with a black bow. His clothes however shocked him the most. One him was a over knee length pink and black dress. Starting from the collar and down to his mid chest were ruffles that had black outlining them so it would be more defined. Wrapping around the middle of his chest where the ruffles ended was a black line dividing the upper part of the dress from the top.

The length of the dress had two black lined ruffles where the dress stopped. And his shows where black two inch heels.

"W-what d-did you do to me!?" Armin exclaimed in panic looking at the three women.

Admin: I suck right. But please REVIEW! I will continue if the reviews are good.

Armin's dress looks like yukisale . C.o.m images/ summer %20 dress / wholesale %20korean% 20dress%20k1222% REMOVE SPACES AND PARENTHESES and periods for th part