A/N: Just a short note about a few things: Eren's up to nineteen and Levi's aged down to twenty-two. I apologize in advance for slight OOC as well :3

Enjoy!

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August 15, 2013

6:13 PM

It was a slow lazy day in Titan Chronical Cafe. Eren leaned on the counter, dozing off into the boring news broadcast as he tried to distract himself from the mid summer heat and boredom. Usually, the small café would be packed with costumers buying coffee or pastry or leave their children here to listen to his mother tell stories in the brightly colored corner. He never understood why his mother called the café Titan Chronicle, but it still seemed to catch attention of many tourist and townspeople. Maybe it was the stories his mother had to tell about an alternative world about titans and how they affected civilization and how brave soldiers fought against them for humanity's freedom. Though his mother always sugar-coated the endings and certain parts of her story to keep it child appropriate.

A small chime came from the door and Eren looked up. A tall goofy looking girl looked around rapidly at the small decorations here and there in the café. Honestly, he curiosity to the café's decor wasn't unexpected nor was it new. It wasn't what you'd usually see in any ordinary café. What his mother visioned was a large gray wall drawn around the cafe with a few open cracks here and there, reveling half of a titan's face offering the illusion of a titan inside the wall. The Colossal as his mother called it peeked over the wall while smaller titans ran along the wall. They had strange-looking faces for comedic effect and many seem to like the idea.

His mother's imagination was something. The corner of his lips twitched to a smile as he thought about it. He didn't notice that strange-looking woman was inching closer and closer to him. Not until the woman invaded his personal space enough Eren could feel their breath on his head.

"Ah! What the-"

"You," The boy looked up quick to see the woman walking towards him. "You're perfect! Absolutely sexy! Well sexy would be too much as an overstatement... but you're cute!"

"Uh... thank...you?"

"Look at your eyes! Beautifully stunning! It crosses the border of green and blue, it's likes the ocean without all the impurities!" The woman declared, grasping Eren's shoulders tightly. "You look so cute, innocent, naïve, perfect!"

Eren let out a confused, ragged breath and tried to pry himself from the woman's surprising strong grip. "Ah, you have a slim body..."

"Ma'am, are you going to order anytime soon?" Eren asked slowly.

"I want to see it!"

"W-what?!"

"I want to see every inch of it! Let me see your body!"

"Ma-marco!" Eren shouted, he managed to break free of her grip but she caught his hand and pulled him back. This time determined not to let him go. "No no no, don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt you. I just want your body."

"Excuse me," The freckled boy stared at the scene before stepping between the woman and his coworker, smiling lightly at the woman. "Hello, welcome to Titan Chronical Cafe, how can I help you?" Marco's words were generic, nothing new to a coffee lover, but his voice was gentle and sweet. "I want his body, gimme the boy!"

Marco's face flushed and he giggled awkwardly. "Sorry miss, Eren's not for sale."

"I want him, he's prefect for modeling with Levi!"

"Levi?" Eren asked. He wasn't into social media and stuff like that. He definitely wasn't into the modeling world either. It wasn't a career he thought would be stable enough to give him good bright future. "Here" She dug into a large handbag and pulled card. "Take my card. By the way, my name is Hanji Zoe. I'm a scouting agent for Recon Corps Talent Agency."

Marco gripped Eren's sleeve and pulled him close. "This doesn't sound safe, Eren. How do we know if she's legit?"

"Oh no, I'm legit. You can call my boss and search my company."

"No thanks," Eren dismissed politely handing Hanji her card. She frowned. "But I honestly don't have what it takes for modeling. Sure I may have the "look" but I don't think it's the right choice."

Before Hanji could protest, a small chime came followed by an annoyed voice. "Oi shit glasses, how long does it take to get a fucking cup of coffee?"

"Levi! Just in time, short stuff!" The man shot a look at her and stood next to her. His eyes bounced from Eren to Marco then back to Eren, studying his features and look. Eren shifted his weight trying to hide his obvious discomfort. "This is Levi," she said before turning to the short man. "I found you a partneerr~" She chimed happily. Levi remained silent, still eyeing Eren as if he was a secret code he was trying to decipher and piece together.

"Eren, this is making me uncomfortable..." Marco whispered.

"Which one? The freckled shit is too tall to pose with. He's also looks shy as fuck and wouldn't' look right in the photo shoot." Levi said.

"He's right here you know," Eren interrupted, angered by the fact they were bashing Marco right in front of him. This is one of the reasons Eren hates celebrities. Just because you have a shitton of money doesn't mean you're better than anybody else. "And he's not too tall, you're too short. Why don't you get a step-stool so I can see your short ass." Eren leaned over the counter for a dramatic effect and to get his point across. Eren was a person who acts based upon his emotion more so than what his mind.

For midsummer, the temperature seemed to drop below zero. The man gave off a challenging glare and Eren didn't back out. He was much shorter than him, what the hell can a man of about five feet do to him? Marco stepped in defusing the heated fight rather quickly. "Don't worry, Eren. It doesn't bother me that much." He turned to Levi who rose a brow. "Is there anything you'd like? I can see you're in a hurry."

The two remained silent. Hanji glanced at Levi who only stared at Eren. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a black wallet followed by a twenty-dollar bill. "Medium coffee, black. And you," The man focused his attention on Eren. "I want you in my next photo shoot."

The brunette signed, running his fingers through his hair annoyed. "I'm not becoming a model."

"Why the hell not?"

"Why not? For starters, you insulted my friend,"

Marco spoke softly, "I said it was fine."

Eren continued. "And I have a well-paying job already. I can't go to school, complete assignments, attend class, model and work here on top of that. Plus I'm struggling to pay off my tuition fee. So I shouldn't add something distracting like modeling on top of that." The teen walked to the coffee machine and began to brew a fresh cup of coffee for the costumer.

"You said you have a tuition fee to pay off?" Levi asked. Eren glanced over his shoulder as he placed a top on the cup. "Yes." he answered simply.

The model thought for a moment before speaking. "Thanks," he said taking the cup from the barista.

"Anything else I can get you?"

"Large mocha cookie crumble frappuccino," Hanji called. She stuck her tongue out when Levi snarled at her when she was told specifically not to get anything. "Whipped cream." Hanji added.

"Anyway," Levi started. "I want to make a deal."

"...What kind of deal...?" Eren asked slightly concerned.

The model sipped on his coffee slowly. "If you agree to model with me in my next photo shoot, I'll pay off the rest of you and your boyfriend freckles over their tuition fee."

"He's not my boyfriend!" both boys shouted in unison, Marco a little louder than Eren.

"Could have fooled me," Levi said with a roll of his eyes. "But all bullshit aside, what do you say? An hour and a half in a photo session in trade a full paid tuition. Sounds like a good ass deal to me."

Eren handed Hanji her drink who sipped happily on it. He leaned on the counter in front of Levi thinking over his choice. Was it really so easy to make a deal like that? The logical part of Eren's brain whispered to him, Life is Never this Simple. Turn down the offer and continue on with your life and earn what your need to succeed. Use his mother as an example: she wasn't born with a silver spoon and neither as Eren. They struggled to survive on the cruel world but with his mother love and working odd jobs to keep her family feed, they made it.

But then again... his tuition would be paid off so he wouldn't need to use his portions of his paycheck to pay St. Rose university back and he would have more money for him and his mother. It was one little job that would pay off a large burden in his life.

"You don't have to. It's your choice, please remember that." Marco said with an understanding smile. Eren nodded his head and straightened his posture. "An hour and a half snapping photos... that's it?"

Levi nodded his head, drinking more coffee. "It's just a one time job."

"Today's a slow day," Eren mumbled. He turned to Marco who already read his mind. "Go ahead, I'll watch the shop. Just be careful. I don't know what I'll tell your mom if you get in trouble."

The boy smiled and removed his apron. "Alright, I accept, just one photo shoot." Hanji squealed happily and unlocked her phone. "I'll alert Erwin right away!" Eren smiled lightly at Hanji's enthusiasm and it finally struck him.

"Oh, and by the way, that'll be 6 dollars and 18 cents."

"Why is it called Titan Chronicle?" Hanji asked out of the blue. Eren looked up to see the agent peering in his face.

"U-um.. well my mom used to tell me stories about these creatures called Titans and brave people going into the war to protect humanity. But my mom alters the stories a lot. Though many people enjoy them."

"Ohhh~" Hanji cooed and jumped happily. "I want to hear the stories uncensored!"

Levi scoffed. "You make it sound like a bad porno." The woman rolled her eyes and looked at Eren. " Do you have any questions? You look like you have to throw up." Eren thought for a moment. "What kind of photo shoot will this be? Nothing nude right?"

"No, Levi would never be comfortable with that. Petra, our clothing director slash designer wants to promote her new fall clothing line for the upcoming season. And Erwin wants to start sales August 22nd. So this shoot will be a promo to get everybody pumped up!" Eren nodded. "Why do you need me to model with Levi then?"

"Because you'll balance out the "rough, serious edge" I bring to the photo. Petra wants a happy, preppy shots to give off a "fall feel." It'll more or less be like a test shoot to see how I'll look with a younger, innocent type." Levi answered.

The car pulled into the Recon Agency and Eren felt out-of-place. The building was about 50 meters tall with a sleek, clean design. When they entered, a cool breeze greeted Eren and he couldn't be happier for the advanced cooling system. His mother couldn't afford a heating or cooling system meaning rapid spinning ceiling fans and thickly knitted wool blankets during winter. Inside the building smelled like... an office. The smell of heated printing paper, freshly brewed coffee, and rose scent filled the air.

They walked to the elevator and went to the 38th floor.

Not many people resided in the hallway except for a few personal assistants, tall beautiful women and husky men walking around shifting room to room and exchanging small talk and laughs. They reached then end of the hallway and opened the door.

A woman with light ginger hair and amber-coloured eyes with her hair tied in a loose bun walked around rapidly performing different tasks. "Oi, Petra," Levi called. She froze midway and looked at the three. She then smiled. "Ah, Levi, Hanji," She stood in front of Eren and introduced herself, "I'm Petra as you can tell," She smiled. "Mr. Smith alerted me and said you're on your way."

Eren nodded his head. "I'm Eren... Eren Jeager." She hummed acknowledging Eren and walked around him. She walked around slowly taking in every detail of his body like a painter would to a new canvas figuring out what to do with the blank art to transform it into something new. Finally she clasped her hands together and paced to a curtain and pulled it back. "You have the perfect look for the shoot, Eren. You can head behind back and try on one of the outfits. Same goes to you, Levi."

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Next thing Eren knew, he was standing in front of a black back drop in front of a camera. What the hell was he doing? Was modeling only about putting on different clothes and smiling for the camera? No, it was about modeling; posing and having fun and looking like you belong in the photo. But is Eren really able to pull it off?

"Alright Eren," Petra agusted her lens and smiled. "For starters, just smile for the first shot." Eren's photo session seemed to drag on. At first, Eren started out looking awkward. Staring at the camera uncomfortably, his body tensed with a fake smile and dull green eyes. But as Petra encouraged him on, he felt more confident. As he posed more freely and explored different facial expressions. "You really are photogenic." Petra said. She clicked through the photos nodding her head approvingly. "Levi, would you mind getting in the shot?"

Eren shifted his weight and suddenly felt nervous. The man is a professional model; Eren is nothing more than a rookie taking a few photos just for a paid tuition. "Hey Petra,"

"Yes?" She asked sweetly. "I don't think I should be in this." She looked up concerned. "Why not?"

"Well I don't think it'd be right."

"You said you'll pose with me if I pay off your college fee." Levi said.

"I know, but you're a professional." Eren offered dryly.

"He may be a professional but you have potential. You have a natural pull to the camera, Eren. You're a natural! It's hard to take the camera off you, let alone eyes." Petra started. "You have that sweet, innocent, soft look that contrasts with Levi's serious, risky look beautifully. Hanji and Levi made a good choice when they chose you for the photo shoot."

Eren blinked once. Then again. "I guess but-"

"Just one picture. Once you get comfortable, I'll snap the shot and it'll determine whether you're the right pick or not. Please, this means a lot to me, don't let me down." The woman positioned the camera, clicked a few buttons and focused the picture. "Levi, lean against the backdrop... good. Don't focus on the camera too much, Levi. Alright, now Eren, I want you to relax. Take a deep breath in and let it out."To Eren, Petra's words were like therapy. Soft, genuine, and trying to help. She's a sweet young woman whom Eren felt like he should trust. He was only a smile and a few poses away from a full paid debt him and his mother don't have to worry anymore.

So maybe... he should take a deep breath and smile for the camera.

A/N: I'm sooo sorry I stopped there, I was afraid this was going to be too run on so I decided to stop it there. How was that? This chapter ia somewhat a test chapter to test out my writing abilities. This was just a plot that came to mind and I typed it out quick before I lost it. Should I continue? I want to hear your response :) Um... I think of I continue the rating may go up and there might be some triggers to drive the plot along as well as some twist and drama.

But all honesty, should I continue? Do you guys want to read more?