A story about Eren and Levi.
Levi is kinda OOC around Eren, but there's a reason for that! So just keep reading, and you'll find out why.

I hope you enjoy!

CHAPTER 1

Silence.

Utter silence.

I had finally said it.

The three words that had been bottled inside of me for so long.

Levi looked at me with confused eyes, too baffled to say anything. Now I just stood there, staring at him with a determined look in my eyes, and my hands clenched together in fists.

The lack of words filled the air between us, and I noticed how his mouth was slightly open, too shocked to say anything.

I had finally confessed, and he wasn't even able to answer me.

Fine, I thought. Then I'll just leave.

Since I didn't have any more to say anyway, I turned my back to him and walked away.

I didn't look back, not even once, but I knew that he was still looking at me.

He deserved it.

The words were still playing in my head when I came home, like a broken record.

I hate you.

"Ereeeeeeeen!"

I opened my eyes slowly, not wanting to be blinded. The sun was already up, shining through the windows and I rolled over to escape the light.

"Urrrgghhh … " I mumbled, a bit annoyed. A loud knock on the door forced me to sit up though, making sure that I was presentable.

"Go away!" I yelled, while swinging my legs out over the bedside.

"But Eren, –"

"Go. Away." I said again, in a more angry tone, making her understand how serious I was. I heard her walk away, but nevertheless I still waited a few more seconds before standing up.

My morning erection was still aching down in my pants, making me shiver for a moment. Apparently, it was the dream I had had about Levi, even though it was the worst memory of him that I had.

Why am I suddenly rembering it now?

It had been 5 years since then, and I had been trying so hard to supress the memory ever since then. I let a hand rest on my head for a few seconds, while having my eyes closed.

"Don't, don't, don't … " I mumbled to myself, aggressively biting my bottom lip.

"Just go away … Leave me alone!"

I was still a bit shaken up about it when I walked down the stairs. Mikasa was standing in the kitchen, making something delicious, when she noticed me.

"Hey, did you want something?"

She looked at me, smiling rather oddly. What was her deal?

"Yeah, I just wanted to say, that you would be late if you overslept,"

I raised an eyebrow.

"Late?"

"For your meeting,"

Every drop of blood was drained from my face, and my eye started twisting in a weird way.

"W-wha – I HAVE A MEETING TODAY?"

She nodded slowly, clearly enjoying my reaction.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?"

Clearly, I was upset.

"Well, in my defense, you kept telling me to go away, remember?"

She looked at me with a pouting mouth and big, innocent eyes. I just growled at her, knowing that I wasn't getting anywhere with her.

"Where at?"

I asked, while quickly putting my shoes on by the entrance door.

"Don't worry Eren, I'll drive you there,"

I sighed, grabbing my coat from the hanger.

"Then let's go already!" I hissed, when Mikasa popped her head out from the kitchen door.

"But I made pancakes … "

My eyes had probably made me look pretty angry, because she only stayed in the kitchen for a few more seconds, before getting in the car with me.

After driving around the town for a while in silence, I finally said that I was sorry for yelling.

She had just sent me one of her regular, happy smiles and said "Don't worry about it, Eren!".

I still felt bad when she dropped me off on the sidewalk, so I made sure to thank her.

"Remember to drive home safely! And thank you for driving me!"

It was first when she turned the corner, that I stopped waving and started looking around. It looked pretty normal, all the apartments besides eachother. There was one, though, that was cleaner than the rest. I looked down at my cellphone to check the appointment that I had made.

3B. Of course it had to be that one.

I sighed. Well, at least it wasn't hard to find.

The doorbell rang 4 times, before someone finally answered.

"Who is it?" A grumpy voice answered.

"Um … "

Was I really at the right place? This didn't sound at all like the girl I had been talking to.

"I'm here for Hanji? Hanji Zoe?"

This would be so embarrasing if it wasn't the right place.

"Oh, right. Come in,"

The buzzing started, and I quickly grabbed the doorknob to get inside. I ran up the stairs, not wanting to be any more late than I already was.

The door was already opened a bit, so I decided to push it open a little more so I could peak inside.

"Hello … ?"

"I'll be right with you!" A voice answered, finally the one that I could recognise from our previous phone conversations. "Just make yourself at home!"

I stepped inside, closing the door behind me, and placed my shoes nearby before looking around. It was a nice, clean apartment, matching to the outside as well. The livingroom and kitchen had no wall between it, making it a huge room. Two doors were on the left side, and a third on the right. I swallowed, before sitting down on the edge of the sofa.

I felt rather uncomfortable, being in a strangers home, but that wasn't a surprise. I always was at first, but I learned to like it sooner than later. I always did with the other homes, so I would with this as well.

"Sorry for making you wait," Hanji appeared in the doorway, smiling as she walked towards me.

"I'm Hanji! Nice to finally meet you," She said, with her hand held out. I stood up, shaking it firmly.

"I'm Eren." I said with a nervous smile. Why was I even nervous? I was the one teaching, I should feel confident.

So of course I didn't.

"I'm so sorry for making you wait," Hanji sat down besides me, pulling me down with her as well. "I was sleeping, you see, I kind of forgot that it was today," She apologized, looking at me through her large, red glasses.

"It's fine, really, I was the one worried that I'd be late," I mumbled through a smile, which made her laugh. I hadn't even been trying to be funny.

"Well, it seems we were both in the wrong. Now, shall we get started?"
I nodded, happy that she sounded so eager.

I pulled some papers from my bag, and layed them on the table.

"I was thinking of starting with you reading some of this text for me, and then tell me if there's anything that you understood. Then I'll be able to know how good your pronunciation is and your knowledge is, and then we'll just take it from there. Is that okay with you?"

She quickly nodded, grabbing the top paper from the bunch, and pushed her glasses up a bit.

"Alright, I'm ready,"

At that moment, another person walked into the kitchen, distracting both Eren and Hanji. He wasn't very tall, but that wasn't what Eren noticed. The man had shirt on, but it was opened, revealing his chest and stomach.

Blushing, Eren looked away.

"Rivaille!" Hanji said, sounded rather annoyed. "Can't you see that I'm doing something important here? You are distracting my guest!"

The comment made me gasp, surprised that she would be so straight-forward, and embarrassed that she had noticed my reaction the the man.

I raised my head a bit up again, only to see that the man, Rivaille, had turned around so he could better look in our direction.

"Why won't you just let me teach you?" He looked only at Hanji, his expression dead, but his tone sounded rather annoyed.

"Just because you're a teacher, doesn't mean that you know everything! You can't even speak german, assbutt." Hanji answered, her voice sounding just as annoyed, just louder.

He had already turned around again, grabbing a glass from one of the cabinets.

"Still, it would be eaiser. And then you wouldn't have to pay this damn brat so much money,"

My mouth opened slighty, as I stared at him in surprise. Did he just call me a …. Brat?

How rude!

"Hey, I'm not a – "

"Oh please. You know I don't want your help," She snerred, interrupting me before I could protest to his comment about me.

"Please, Hanji. You're just being stubborn, because you know that I'm smarter than you," He said, while filling his glass with water that he had taken from the refrigerator.

Hanji groaned, annoyed.

"Stop being so obnoxious and self-conscious and get out," She said, trying to close the argument. It worked, apparently, because with nothing else than a shrug, he left the room.
"Finally. Oh gosh, Eren, I'm sorry you had to hear that,"

Hanji turned around to give me her full attention again, so I quickly waved my hands in front of me.

"No no, it's fine! I don't mind. Let's just get this over with,"

With that, we started practicing. It took longer than I had expected to get through the exercises that I had created for her, but I didn't mind. I had nothing else to do, and even though she was a bit weird, she was still fun to be with. Her pronunciation had been awful, but she was eager to learn, and that was always a plus.

It was the only fun that I had had in quite a while since summer vacation started, so I enjoyed teaching her, even though it was a bit strange. She was 6 years older than me, and studied at the local university. I was still in college, 21 years old, in my 3rd year. Yet I was the one teaching, and she was my student. It definitely was weird, but it also boosted my confidence a bit. Just a bit.

When we finished the exercises, we started talking like normal people. She had made tea for us, and now I was sitting cross-legged in the sofa with a blanket over me, and the tea in my hand. She was doing the same thing with a different blanket, and we where laughing quite a lot.

I learned that she wanted to because a doctor someday, but that she wanted to study abroad first. She had fallen in love with Germany, so she quickly decided that she wanted to learn the language first, before traveling there.

"What a great plan!" I smiled, while taking a sip from the mug. She nodded, happy that I was supportive of her decision.

"So what about you, Eren? What are you doing right now"

I shrugged, not sure what to say. I hated talking about myself, which had been the reason why I had been the one asking all the questions. 30 minutes had already pasted with only Hanji talking.

"I'm studying at Hadmore College right now. It's a long way from home, but I like it,"

"Why don't you go to the college that is in town? It's much closer to you," She said, staring at me with intense eyes. I shrugged again, trying to show how little I caring. Too bad, I was so bad at it.

"Well, I … I went to high school here, so all of my classmates would apply to go there, after we graduated. I wanted a fresh start, so I chose a college that I knew I would know no one."

Hanji slowly nodded, understanding what I had said.

"Ah, so … You went to high school here? That's interesting!"

She jumped off the sofa, almost making me spill my tea all over the blanket.

"Shit," I mumbled, when the hot liquid hit my hand instead. "Shit, shit, shit!" I quickly put the mug down on the table, and then put the part of my hand where I had spilled, into my mouth. I started sucking it, trying desperately easing the pain that was started to spread.

"Oi, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Hanji, who had just abruptly left the room, came in again while dragging Rivaille with her. He looked irritated, but stopped fighting her when he looked at me. I looked up, and our eyes met for the first time since I had come in.

"You have to hear something really funny, Rivaille! Eren went to the same high school, where you was a teacher! Isn't that something?"

Hanji looked back and forth between me and Rivaille, who didn't seem to notice her at all.

"Wha – What? Did you just say … "

Rivaille's arm hit his hip when Hanji let go of it.

I broke our eyecontact to stare at Hanji, my look revealing how confused and lost I felt.

"Mmmh-hmmm?" I tried to say something, when I realised that I was still sucking on my hand. I slowly removed it from my mouth, making sure that I wasn't drooling or anything.

"What's going on, Hanji?"

It wasn't her that answered, though.

"You're name is Eren?"

I looked back at Rivaille, just to see the realization hit his face, yet I was still looking as dumbfounded as ever.

"Y-Yes … ?"

After that, he was moving rather quickly. In very few steps he was right in front of me, grabbing my shoulders.

"I'm gonna go now," Hanji muttered in the background, chuckling as she went into the other room and closed the door. None of us were even paying attention to her anymore – Rivaille was staring into my eyes, and I was starting to feel rather uncomfortable. There was a knot in my stomach, growing bigger for every second that went. What was going on? Why was he so close to me suddenly?

"Eren?"

His voice sounded so soft now, and his expression changed. He was looking at me with a new expression that I had no idea how to describe. I swallowed hard, still too dumbfounded to even form words. I wanted to say stop, to push him away … But I suddenly couldn't move.

Of course, this was when he started to lean in, not waiting for me to say anything. His lips met mine, kissing me softly.

"Eren … " He hummed against my lips, before pressing them together again. A rush of emotions suddenly overwhelmed me, making me able to move around again. Instead of returning the kiss, I pressed my hands on his chest, shoving him away.

"Stop it! Stay away from me," I yelled, gasping for air. He had only moved a few inches away, but he wasn't touching me anymore. He looked confused at me, his eyebrows furrowed together. He seemed as if he thought that I would have kissed him back.

"You … Really don't remember me?"

He didn't look away, which allowed me to see the disappointment rush over his face.

"No … Should I?"

I pressed my back against the cushion, wanting to make the space between us bigger. I wanted him to get away from me as quickly as possible. This man, who had insulted me, and had behaved so rude and disconcerning. I was a man as well, yet he had still kissed me. This was wrong, so why … Why did I feel like this?

I put a hand on my chest, feeling how it was beating rather quickly. The noise was pumping in my ears, and I wondered if he could hear it as well.

"Look at me. Really look," He said, grabbing my hand. His fingers were slender, but warm. I reluctantly let him, reminding myself that I could just pull it back if he tried something similar again.

And then I lifted my eyes, and looked. His eyes was grey and his hair was black, like a raven. He had an undercut, neatly shaved, and he was very slim and fit. He reminded me of someone, but I couldn't put a name on who it was. I couldn't remember that person's face, so I just stared. Until it finally clicked.

My jaw dropped, when I realised. My body was quicker than my brain, and before I knew it I had pulled back my hand.

BAM!

Rivaille had fallen to the floor, looking at me with astonishment in his eyes. A red spot on his left cheek had started to show, and I looked between him and my open hand, clearly as surprised as well.

"Y-You … " I whispered, feeling how tears started to swell up in my eyes. "You … "

I quickly got up from the sofa, grabbing my bag and running to the door to take my shoes on. I heard a door open behind me, but I was too caught up with trying to get dressed to actually notice.

"What happened?" Hanji gasped, when she noticed how Rivaille was still laying on the floor. "Eren?"

I turned around, standing in the doorway.

"I-I'm so sorry, Hanji … I-I'll see you next monday, okay?"

With those as my last words, I ran down the stairs and out of the building before anyone could protest.

I fumbled with my cell phone as I kept running down the street, making as much distance to the apartment as possible. Luckily, Mikasa picked up, and I told her to pick me up at the large tank station that I could see in front of me.

I finally stopped when I got to it, sitting down on a bench to catch my breath.

I still couldn't believe it. Or maybe I didn't want to. His face and height was the same, but everything had changed. He was more fit, and his hair was different. Even his name had changed. But now that I had realised it, he looked almost the same as he had 5 years ago.

My high school english teacher.

My first love.

Levi.

I grabbed my head, as pain stroke through it, and the memories started coming back, starting with those 3 words.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you …