A/N: So this will be the only authors note in this story (Unless something happens and I need to say something important). This was written by me and my best friend, Firelilly, she's not on , but she seems to be everywhere else on the internet. Anyway, this is based on a role-play that we started that has just gotten out of control with how much we contribute to it.

Anyway here is some lovely information:

Title: Time Spent Waiting

Rating: M

Pairing: Levi x Eren

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, smut, lemons, yaoi. Depressed Eren. Angry Levi. Basically anything that you can think of . . . . I blame Firelilly, she does most of the crazy stuff.

Disclaimer: Neither I, nor my friend, own Attack on Titan (Shingeki no Kyojin) or any of the characters featured in this fanfiction.

Okay, without further ado, please read, enjoy, and review if you would please.

It had been a long day. Levi and his team had been riding him about how they wouldn't hesitate to kill him should he become a threat, and Eren was just getting sick of it. Sure he could turn into a Titan, but that didn't mean he didn't have some manner of control over himself when he went into Titan mode. Besides, he hadn't done any of that crap in front of Levi's team, so how the hell would they know what he was and wasn't capable of? He was grateful that they had protected him from death, but with the way they were threatening he wasn't sure how much longer he would actually stay alive. So as he sat in his room in the basement of the hideout/ castle he couldn't help but wonder behind Levi's motives for taking him in.

The corporal was on his way to that room, walking down into the cool air of the basement. He had been in the stables, making sure the horses had gone back in their proper places, and that everyone's equipment was put away. And then, of course, he had to go back to his own room quick and dust himself off. A quick washing up before dinner. Which was also the reason he was headed for Eren's room, didn't the brat want some food?

"Hey Jaeger," Levi called, knocking on the door before slowly opening it "coming up for some supper? The rest of the team is already devouring it."

He gazed around the room with usual bored stare, trying to find the other boy's figure in the dim light. They didn't have a ton of food to begin with, so if Eren really wanted some he'd need to get his ass moving.

Eren looked over as the door was opened and Levi stepped in. He wasn't really that surprised to see the Corporal there, the older man liked to do things for himself, instead of farming them out to his team. As Levi mentioned food Eren couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, he was definitely hungry, but as always he was a little apprehensive of Levi's team. They were good people by anyone's standards, but they were vicious warriors, and that fact alone scared Eren. Sure he was human now, but as soon as he turned into a Titan all bets were off and he had a huge bull's-eye painted on his back.

Looking up at Levi he tried to control his apprehension, and speak as normally as possible, "I'll be up in a little bit, you go on ahead." He never actually planned on leaving his room/prison, but Levi didn't need to know that.

Levi raised a brow, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe, "Look kid you might not want to wait. There is no guarantee there will actually be any food left by the time you get your ass up there." The lance corporal proceeded to knock his boots against the floor for a moment; there was still some dirt on them. "So unless you really want to go to bed hungry tonight I suggest you come with me for dinner."

It didn't look like Levi was going to let him slide on this one, so as Eren dragged himself off the bed he'd been sitting on he tried to keep the dread from surfacing. He really did not want to hear about how he would be killed if he went AWOL. Then again, he needed to eat more than most of the other team members. Turning into a Titan sapped his strength considerably, and it wasn't as if there was much food to replenish his body with in the field.

As he walked up to his commander he noticed that there was a splotch of much near his collarbone. How the corporal had missed it was anyone's guess, the man had such a stick up his ass when it came to cleaning that it was almost comical. Either way Eren reached up to brush whatever it was away before walking out the door.

Levi almost immediately grabbed Eren's arm, attempting to spin the boy around and come face to face with him.

"Don't touch your commanding officer Jaeger."

He'd stare into Eren's face, grunting out his words. No matter how much he appreciated the help with being rid of the missed mud splotch, and being pleased that Eren had gotten up to eat, he wouldn't take chances with him. He was too casual for the kind of risk he was.

"Let's go eat," the corporal began to walk down the hall, his hands held together behind his back.

Eren just rolled his eye when Levi turned around.

"You're welcome asshole," he thought, trying to ignore the thrill of pissing Levi off just that little bit.

He was sad to notice the hint of fear in his commander's face though. Was he really that unknown? How could Levi of all people, commander of the very special 'we've killed so man Titan's that we've lost count' squad be afraid of him? All Eren was trying to do was help humanity. It wasn't like he was a time bomb waiting to go off. He had actually hoped to gain some kind of friendship with Levi, but that seemed more and more improbable.

Without really thinking about it he grabbed one of Levi's arms and spun him around, looking into the corporal's eyes to ask his question. "Why are you so afraid of me?"

"What did I just tell-" The corporal had been prepared to scold Eren once more; however the boy's question caught him off guard.

Afraid? Afraid of him? A brat?

"I'm not afraid of you, you idiot. I've taken down more Titans that you can imagine, assisted with more, watched my teammates get ripped apart and eaten beside me and you think I'm afraid of you?" Levi glared, his words almost a growl.

He wasn't about to start admitting things, he was the leader of this team, and that was unprofessional.

"We're here to kill you if you make a wrong move. We are not afraid of you. Don't flatter yourself Jaeger."

"Then why the hell can't I touch you? I understand the protocol bullshit, but we're alone, no one else is around. I was just helping you, a fellow human, because I know how much you hate being dirty. Just because I can turn into a Titan doesn't mean I'm not still human. And as a human I can still feel angry, and sad, and alone. I thought that maybe you of all people would see that I'm not just a monster, and I kind of hoped that we could at least be more than prison guard and prisoner. I don't want to be your dog, at least not when we're alone, I just want someone who treats me like I'm actually human." Eren knew that he'd said more than he should have, and all he could do now was wait and hope that the corporal wouldn't blow a gasket.

"Because you're. . . It's. . ." Levi was close to losing his cool, but he was able to sign and regain himself.

Did Eren really feel that disconnected from everyone else? Why did he need to care? He was just following his orders.

"It's complicated. Look you're a very special case whether you like it or not. We had to fight to get you, and we can't have you doing stupid things and ruining it. Now just go get some food and stop worrying about your abilities." The corporal would cross his arms, staring at the other boy.

Friends? Why would he want to be friend with him? Levi was known as the unapproachable one.

"You're clearly hungry and running your mouth."

Eren just hung his head and shuffled down the hall. He should have known, and he had come to this realization before only to push it away. He was an experiment to these people and that was all. To the King's guard he'd been a monster, and he supposed that being an experiment was better than that, but it still hurt. He was human, whether or not anyone else saw it that way was their choice. Armin saw him as human, as a friend, as did Mikasa, and they had both protected him. Neither of them were here now though, and the gnawing feeling of forced isolation was tearing him down piece by piece.

Eren lifted his head up, speaking to Levi once more, "You know, it would be ironic if I lost myself to the Titan because I no longer feel like a human."

His words were hollow and laced with very real pain. Life just sucked sometimes.

"Well I assure you that you will always be human to the Titans." Levi answered with an emotionless tone, narrowing his eyes.

He was too numb anymore to really react to emotion like that, however he could still feel pity piercing his heart. So he walked pretty close behind Eren, an almost protective gesture as they finally neared the hall where they ate.

"I'm sure you'll feel a lot better once you are able to prove your worth to humanity." The corporal would whisper, opening the door and gazing in at his jabbering and eating team. "Go get a plate. I'll allow you to take a seat next to me."

Eren held back a bitter laugh.

"Prove my worth to humanity huh," He thought, suddenly having less of an appetite than before.

He'd already pledged his life for the sake of humanity, before and after he'd become a Titan. Before the incident he'd just been another recruit, but now he was valuable, now he was useful. As he got his food and sat next to Levi he had to wonder just how much determination it would take to make the corporal see him as human, and not as a tool. As Eren had discovered earlier with Armin's intervention in Trost, sometimes his human relationships effected his Titan self. The more human he felt, the better control he had, it was that simple. If only Levi could see it that way.

Levi quietly got his own food and then sat at his usual head of the table. He ignored most of the commotion that the rest of his team was involved in, focusing rather on eating and keeping an eye on Eren. And after taking a few mouthfuls of his meal, he'd noticed that the other boy hadn't even begun to eat.

"Jaeger," The corporal placed his cup back on its saucer, "I thought I told you to eat something."

Eren looked at Levi for a minute before turning back to his food. He wasn't really hungry, but he knew that he should at least try to eat. As he picked up his fork the utensil started to shake in his hand and he couldn't seem to keep any food on the fork because he was shaking so badly. He wasn't sure if the shaking was because of anger or depression, but either way it was extremely hard to eat, and Eren really didn't' see the point at the moment. He looked at the corporal and knew that he wouldn't be let go if he didn't eat something, but the more he looked at his food, the more he felt like puking.

"What's the matter with you?" Levi asked, raising a brow and resting his chin on his hands.

His tone wasn't harsh, surprisingly, more curious if anything. He wasn't really sure what was up with Eren. Sure, he knew he clearly was having some kind of emotional problems at the moment, but what was with the shaking?

"Get a grip. Don't think I'm going to feed you." A few of the team members glanced over, interested by their leader's words.

"I'm sorry Corporal, I don't think I could eat even if I wanted to," Eren was actually very regretful that he couldn't' follow orders.

There was just too much emotional turmoil going on inside of his head for him to actually focus on something that was so pointless. He quickly stood up, wanting nothing more than to return to his room/prison and bury himself under blankets and pillows.

"I'm sorry Corporal, I have to go."