Hello. This is a story of mine(stating the obvious because i don't know how to speak) and you might of read my others before. This one is not supposed to be long, it will be pretty short with as low as three chapters and as high as 10 (which is too much). This chapter is basically how they met. I hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reading :)

"Make me remember you, like you remember me..."

Chapter 1

Levi sat on the east wall, listening.

The leaves on the oak trees were starting to turn a dull orange, and the grass was becoming lumpy and patchy. The trees whistled with the birds and the woodpecker played the bark like an instrument. Acorns fell to the ground, a squirrel retrieving it and retreating back to its home. Goosebumps fled down Levi's skin by the cold air washing through the forest.

Levi sat, his skinny legs swinging back and forth. His eyes were partially closed, his surroundings leaving him in a trance. He came here at least three days a week, when the guards were drunk or not looking around. The path here was also very beautiful, an enticing garden with a florescent fountain shining light across the castles brick walls.

As expected of a prince, he was beautiful; is nose had a perfect curve, with small nostrils and a pointed tip. His eyes, though a cold, stone gray, were sharp and complex, capturing the attention of anyone by looking at them. The black, silky hair he wore was well accompanied by black, thin eyebrows. His chin had a slight curve, and he had a plump bottom lip and a thin upper lip. Many people would swoon over him, admiring his independence and setting goals to get their little, makeup plastered girls to make Levi fall for them.

It was always loud in the castle, either the new maid breaking another plate or it was the laughter of fat men at a party. That's why Levi liked going outside.

It was partially cloudy with the sun being covered halfway by the clouds. The forest was quiet. Levi enjoyed the silence. He took a few deep breaths, hearing the wind owl.

Plat, Pit. Plat, Pit. Levi heard noises that weren't natural to the forest, that were man-made. He rolled his eyes, flipping his legs over and turning around to the inside of the castle wall. 'Prince Rivialle' wasn't allowed to be outside, and who knew if it was one of the guards that had come to retrieve him.

"Hello."

It was a soft voice; a young voice. Relieved, Levi turned his head around to see a boy. His brown hair was disheveled and his clothes were sloppy, stains of juice and fruit covering the front of his shirt. His jeans were faded and ripped, and his shoes had many holes in them. The only clean part about him was the boys big, innocent emerald green eyes, which shone looking up at Levi.

Levi tilted his head the side, jumping down the outside part of the wall. he landed with a soft thump, catching himself from falling over with his hands. He stood up, wiping the dirt off of his hands and asking, "Who are you?" with a silky voice.

The boy paused for a moment, then flashed a big smile. "I'm Eren!" Eren held out his hand, covered in mud and dried resources. "What's your name?" the squeaky voice asked.

Levi grimaced at his hand, not shaking it. He handed Eren a mildly wet washcloth instead, holding it out. "Levi, and for your mothers sake, wipe your hands off." The whole kingdom only knew him by Rivialle; nobody knew the name that his mother had gave him.

Eren stared at him, then swiped the cloth and gently wiped his hands off. Levi sighed, picking up the now used cloth with caution and putting it in his back pocket. "What are you doing here?" Levi asked.

"Playing hide and seek."

"Hmm? Is that a game?"

"You've never played it?!" Eren asked incredulously, Levi not understanding what the hell this 'hide and seek' was.

"No. I don't really care about it."

"Okay... Well, can you come over?"

"Excuse me?"

"Come over, you know... to play!"

Levi stared at Eren. "We just met a few minutes ago."

"That doesn't matter. I have a lot of friends in my village. They would be so impressed with the way you dress!" Eren exclaimed, and Levi swore he could've seen his tail wagging.

He thought about it. He was dressed differently, with black dress pants and a white button up shirt on. His shoes didn't have holes, his face wasn't covered in dirt patches. Maybe it was because he was a clean freak, but it was probably because he lived in a different world.

Levi had a small smile, barely noticeable. "...Sure. I will stay till dusk."

Eren's face brightened, grinning like a Chester cat. He twirled around skipping and jumping all around. Levi rolled his eyes, walking away from the wall that got smaller and smaller. Levi's steps were light; Eren's were hard and sloppy. Levi was cold; Eren was kind. They seemed to be complete opposites.

Eren decided to start up a conversation. "So, how old are you?"

Levi sighed, not wanting to small talk. "Eleven. You?"

"I'm eight, and live in a small village called Shiganshina. Do you have any siblings?"

"No." Levi said curtly, yawning. He eventually caught up to Eren, both of them now walking side-by-side. " I have two parents, a cat, a room, and no friends. Anything else?" He grumbled, starting to regret the decision to go with Eren.

Eren's face seemed to deteriorate, his smile turning into a flat, purse line. His eyes still glowed, but his hair was covering them. Levi groaned, rolling his eyes. " Look, I'm sorry-"

" I'll be your friend."

Levi cringed. "Hah?"

"I'll be your friend, if you don't have any." Eren said, looking up at Levi with unwavering eyes. Levi rolled his eyes, putting his face into his palm.

"Sure, whatever, I don't care. Stop being a softie."

Eren's eyes widened, looking away from Levi. He didn't say anything to Levi for a while, until the voices of young children started to emerge from the trees.

A blonde headed boy popped out first. "Eren!" he said, faced washed with worry. He ran up to Eren, hugging him at first sight. Levi felt a little ping go through him, just assuming someone threw an acorn or something at him .

"Yo, ogre." Another boy sneered, looking at Eren with jealously.

Eren rolled his eyes, spitting, "Horseface." as his terse reply. Lightning bolts could of gone at each other, eyes glaring.

Levi looked at the two. "Who are these inapt people?"

Eren looked back at Levi, clearly embarrassed. "Oh," The blond haired boy let go of him, taking a few steps back. "This is Armin," Eren pointed at the blond, "And this.. is Jean." Eren sighed out, clearly treating Jean as some repulsive rotten food.

Armin held his hand out, standing up as straight as possible and was as stiff as a stick. "I'm Armin, nice meeting you sir!"

Levi sighed, Armin reminding him of the new-hired servants at the palace. "Hello." he responded, bored.

Jean put his arm around Armin, which Armin tried to get away from, blushing furiously. Jean gave him a noogie, smirking up at Levi. "I'm Jean, and don't listen to whatever the ogre says. He's full of it. "

"Oi, shut it Jean. This is a guest." Eren commented, grabbing Levis hand. "He's here to play with us."

"Are you kidding me? The older kids never want to play with us."

" You mean Reiner and Bertholdt? I don't care about them anyways. Levi came from a different village, he doesn't even know what hide-and-seek is."

Jean huffed. "Well then, he's obviously an alien."

"Hmm?" Levi nipped. He was starting to dislike this kid more and more.

"He is an alien. The way he dresses, from a different village, and not knowing what hide-and-seek is is all proof of it."

Eren rolled his eyes, smirking. "Of course he is, and he's from the galaxy Maria!" Eren exclaimed, eyes flashing with excitement.

'He suddenly turned into a storyteller.' Levi thought, hearing Eren's crazy ass plot line. He just couldn't get over those eyes. Beautiful, showing so much expression that it was very easy to see his emotions. Green, more stunning than the most gorgeous emerald there was to find. A big and round shape, with long, thick eyelashes. Striking was the only word to think of when looking at Eren.

Armin looked terrified, running into the forest as fast as his short legs could take him. Jean also looked nervous, sweat starting to come down his face. He quickly turned around also, and went sprinting off.

Levi looked confused for a moment, trying to figure out why they were running away. Eren twirled around and looked at him, grinning. "Didn't you hear, you're an alien! You're after us humans!" He leaned over to Levi, whispering, "Tag. Its tag." He smiled, disappearing into the trees.

Levi chuckled.

This was a game he knew.

He had caught the clever one, who had a very good camouflage.

He had caught the dim-witted one, who thought he could of gone full-out forever.

Now where the hell was the brat?

Levi had been searching for a full hour, but couldn't find the mischievous monster. Wasn't in the dirt, wasn't hiding in a bush, wasn't some long distance away. It was like he disappeared. Armin yawned, eyes droopy.

"Will you find him already? He always in three different areas. " Armin whined.

"Well then, why don't you find him?" Levi snapped, back, impatient.

Armin sighed, pointing to the side of Jean. Levi didn't see anything suspicious, just some trees, a bush, and a lump in the dirt.

A lump in the dirt.

Eren swooped up, dirt falling into his face and into the front side of his shirt. "Armin, why are you always a snitch!" He laughed, standing up. Levi recoiled.

So. Fucking. Dirty.

" Do not touch me. Do not be six feet near me. Do not talk to me. Do not breathe." Levi stated, disgusted. He started to walk back in the direction they came, and the three started to follow behind him.

"Are you okay?" Armin asked, Levi assuming it was to Jean.

"Bro, you don't look so good."

"You're turning purple."

Levi turned around, looking at Eren's inflated face start to become blue. Levi ran over, grabbing Eren and swooping him up. "What the hell are you doing?"

Eren's eyes poured salty liquid, whispering, "I'm not allowed to breathe."

Levis eyes widened, just for a split second. He sighed, leaning down to Eren's forehead. He wiped off a portion of his forehead, and leaned down. He pecked Eren with his lips, then standing straight up. "Come on, I'll take you're whiny, staid self back home." Levi carried him all the way, not looking down at Eren. That was a good thing, since the eight year old's face was bright red.

Jean had stated to walk in front of Levi, leaving shoe prints in the dirt to lead the people behind him if they got too far behind. He had decided to lead Levi to their village, which Levi decided wasn't the most scenic thing.

The village was a mess in Levi's perspective, with narrow dirt roads that chickens and pigs carelessly crossed, not minding the run-down carriages that were flying down the road. There were concession stands with old and young men throwing their hands up, boasting about their low prices or yelling at people to come get a bargain on each side of the road. They sold things from fresh fruit to well-woven blankets. The stands were made out of oak wood, thin and unstable. Animal skin was the sheet that covered their heads and produce from the weather, and little glass jars to collect their money.

Women had sown long, brown dresses out of rough wool and linen, a white apron covering a portion of her skirt. The men had worn red, brown and black long tunic, with tan, black, or blue jeans. Both the men and women wore black or tan clogs and wool socks. The children weren't dressed much differently than their parents, running around and laughing throughout the road. The straw baskets hanged beside the women, looking at the concessions and trying to keep their children within eyes view. Some peasants were grouped up together, talking and laughing about the regular-day stories. Levi stuck out like a banana in an orange cart.

Ignoring the glances and looks that Levi got while carrying Eren, they took a turn. This led to the more commercial area, with pubs and little cute restaurants. There was The Mannlich, which was a little coffee shop with red brick walls, and had a homey vibe to it. Then there was the Late Night Fights, where the poor would try to earn a dollar by fighting for their life. Some didn't come out.

Finally, Jean got to a small, isolated spot, a quarter mile away from all the shops. There were tiny houses, made of stone or of branches covered with mud and straw. They were identical in the material they were made in, and were the same shape as all the others. A simple square.

"This is Eren's home." Armin mentioned. It looked the same as all the other stone houses until you walked inside. It opened up to the living room which had a plaid couch and a little coffee table. A chest held other objects, such as knitting supplies and hand-made toys. Connected to the living room was the kitchen, which had a brown haired woman cooking in it. She turned around to see the children, smiling.

"Hey boys! Who's the new fella?" She said kindly, looking at Levi in little peeks so she could keep cooking.

"Levi," Jean snorted, Levi not noticing as he put Eren down gently on the couch. Eren rubbed his neck, as if in pain.

"I didn't need to be carried all the way, you know..." Eren said, not making eye contact with Levi.

"Hello Levi," The woman said, giving a welcoming look. "Make yourself at home."

"Don't fall for her act. She's the devil." Eren whispered.

A vein popped out of the woman's head. "I can hear you, dear." She said through gritted teeth.

Armin laughed lightly, and Jean flopped down right beside Eren. Levi didn't dare sit down at all, for fear of getting contaminated with something.

"My name is Carla Jaeger," She said, draining out some pasta. "Would you like to eat with us?"

Levi shrugged, not particularly caring. The castle was probably on the hunt for him anyways, why make it easy? Eren got up and went into the kitchen, helping his mother plate food. Armin went and got some napkins and entered another room, which Levi followed him to.

Armin set the napkins down and Jean laid out the silverware on a table that could fit around eight people. They had set up six places. Eren, Armin, Levi, Jean, Carla...

"Who's the sixth one?" Levi questioned.

"Oh, Mikasa. She hasn't been here for a while, and is super shy. Eren has to go get her out of her room."

"Why Eren?"

"We have no idea. A dog-like loyalty, I guess."

Levi didn't ask anything else, and sat down at the table. Mrs. Jaeger brought out the food, which was very unusual to Levi. It was a plate of plain pasta, with some strawberries and wild rice on the side. She put down a pitcher of water, setting down glass cups all around. It wasn't the exotic food he was used to eating, nor the fresh-squeezed juice he would usually drink. Was this what commoners usually ate?

As the four were sitting at the table, Eren emerged from around the corner, bringing along a girl who wasn't much shorter than him. She had medium long black hair and the lightning was dim, so he couldn't see her eye color. The girl also wore a red scarf which she clamped onto tightly, looking down at the floor.

"Levi, Mikasa," Eren stated, "Mikasa, Levi."

Instead of the shy, scared expression he expected from the girl, she looked up with a deadly glare, like a wild beast. "Hello, Levi." She said hollowly, not saying anything after and sitting down. Eren took a place beside her, and they started to eat.

" So what did you boys do today?" Mrs. Jaeger asked.

"Well, it started off..."

Eren continued to talk about what happened today, Armin and Jean adding in little bits here and there. Some things Levi weren't here for, like the fight with the grocer or how Armin got stuck in hide-and-seek, but the rest Levi knew about. Finding him, introducing him, playing with him. Mikasa seemed to be silent, mainly focusing on eating but once in a while gave glares to Levi, which he didn't mind one bit.

" Well, Levi, I'm glad you had fun today." Mrs. Jaeger commented, but it went in and out his ears. One thing was on his mind.

"Where's your father?"

Armin shivered, and Levi started to worry, but Eren was unfazed. "He's been on work for a while. He goes out at weeks at a time, so I don't see him often. He's working hard though." Eren said peacefully, slurping up some pasta. There were no rude remarks from Jean. No glares from Mikasa. No small talk from Mrs. Jaeger. It was silent for the rest of the meal.

"Go walk Levi home Eren, the boys can help clean up and go home by themselves." Eren's mother yelled from the kitchen, and Eren opened the door for Levi.

"Okay, be back in a bit!" He yelled as he slammed the door shut. He walked beside Levi through the city.

"You should come back again. I had fun today." Eren said, eyes glowing in hope.

Levi didn't say anything. He knew that he'd be grounded till death do him part and he would never see the daylight again. "I can't. Sorry." He said quickly, Eren's face deteriorating.

"Why?!"

"I can't. Don't question me." He snapped, Eren's invisible ears falling. Levi sighed, not knowing what to say. That was the truth, he just couldn't. Eren would never know the real reason.

They were pretty deep into the forest after a while, the moon barely peeking through the autumn leaves. It began to get chilly out, with owls glowing eyes and nightly creatures coming out from where they hid.

Eren slipped his hand into Levi's, Levi looking at him with absurdity. 'What are you doing?"

Eren paused for a moment, not saying anything for a while and enjoying the moment. "Momma says that my hands are warm, and your attitude is cold." He whispered, grasping it tighter. "Maybe I can help you."

Levi felt weird. Just plain weird. He wasn't cold at all; his hand was burning while his face had a stoic expression. Eren's hands were warm. Very warm.

"Promise me something." Eren said. Levi could see the castle walls from here, the night light shining brightly within the castle walls.

"Yes?"

"Please remember me." Eren whispered, leaning and giving Levi a short, sweet kiss on the cheek.

Levi didn't get time to respond. Eren swiveled around and burst into the forest, not looking back. Levi took a deep breath, and started to climb the stone wall.

".. I can't promise, but I'll try."