Hey guys! I'm back with a cute little one shot, but I'm not sure if I'll let this go on a couple of chapters. And for those who have read my other story, I'm alive! And yes, I haven't given up! I just haven't found the time to go through it properly. Aaanyway, on with the story!

Name: Curiosity never killed Levi

Rating: M

Pairing: Riren (Levi x Eren)

Warnings: Things could get pretty heated, this isn't rated 'M' for nothing, adult situations. And some language.

Disclaimer: If I owned this, I certainly would NOT be on here - I'd be out drawing this and making it canon. 3

It all started one day when I had to move out of my room at the base.

"I'm sorry Levi, but even if you clean the animal out of your room, the stink won't go away immediately. You'll have to go share with someone else. Don't give me that face!" Hanji said to me outside of my room. I seriously thought the chances of an animal picking the cleanest room in this whole castle and DYING in it to be too much.

Of course, I didn't trust anyone one bit to clean it properly, I'd have to do it myself. 'For now though,' I suppressed a small shudder, 'I'll have to share a room with someone else.' I could just kick them out, but I'm pretty sure nearly all of the potential roommates would be pretty mad. I have no use for them being pissy little whiners. I might as well go find the cleanest room and still turn it upside down to meet my standards before sleeping there. I'll start with the room furthest away from everyone else - unfortunately I couldn't just take the spare rooms because of all the squads currently here. It's ridiculous.

"I hope you're going to find someone to stay with!" Hanji calls out to me as a stalked away. I merely glared in her direction before continuing. She sounded too happy when she said that.

I found myself, regrettably, outside Eren's room. I knew I'd regret giving him a room that wasn't in the basement. 'I might as well just move on, I bet that, while this room is the most preferred, it's a pig sty.'

Nevertheless, I knocked on the door, knowing that the brat would be in. It was nearly the time that everyone went to sleep, he was no exception.

"Come in!" I heard him call from the other side. I opened the door to see him sitting at the window, eyes staring at the bright stars.

"I could have been anyone, brat, never leave your back exposed!" I growled at him, this kid was so stupid sometimes. At the sound of my voice, his head whipped around.

"Corporal! Sorry sir, it won't happen again..." He said with worry laced in his voice.

"Tch, shut your damn mouth brat," I almost sneer at him. He seemed to calm down slightly after my condescending words, but I noticed that he didn't relax. In my annoyance I failed to notice the lack of mess. I glanced around, carefully hiding my surprise under my trademark scowl. His room was nearly spotless. Of course, it was very far from my standards, but it seemed to be what the others would call 'squeaky clean'. As much as I didn't want to admit it, this was going to be the best I'd find. It was also the room I would want the most, besides my own.

"S-sir?" Eren's voice tore me from my displeased thoughts. "I'm staying here until my room is safe to sleep in," I decided. I watched impassively as his eyes widened and a light blush spread over his cheeks. I sat next to him at the window and looked up at the stars, much like he was when I came in. He turned back around and returned to star gazing.

Hours had passed in a comfortable silence as we just stared at the starry night sky. I noticed movement in the corner of my eyes as Eren slumped down, out cold.

"Stupid brat," I muttered. If he was sleepy, he shouldn't have stayed up this long. I don't get a lot of sleep, so being up this late didn't bother me, but it clearly took its toll on Eren. I may not be generally approachable, but by no means am I heartless. I picked up the tall kid - just because I'm short does not mean I'm weak - and nearly dropped him immediately as a deep moan rang out of his mouth.

I quickly strode over to the bed and put Eren on the bed. As I let go of his body, he made the same noise and I noticed it was specifically when my head brushed the nape of his neck.

It couldn't be. No? That he had that same... weak spot as a titan? Surely not? I almost reached out to touch his neck, but I snapped myself out of those thoughts and flopped down next to him on the bed. I could hear his soft breathing behind me as I shut my eyes. I made a mental note to keep an eye on him for any odd behaviour involving the seemingly sensitive spot.

I woke up early, like usual, and sat up. Or, I tried to sit up. I looked at my chest to see a long appendage draped over it and a calm face pressed into my side.

So the brat was clingy when he slept. And I'm going to have to stay here how long?

"What did you say?" I spat out through clenched teeth. Hanji looked at me through her glasses and sighed.

"I said that you'll have to stay where you did last night again, I'm only the messenger because my room is the closest to yours, Levi," she said. I couldn't miss the devious look that crossed her face. "Say, who *did* you sleep with?"

I could've face palmed at the timing of Eren, but I resisted and kept up my poker face. He stumbled to the table we sat at, greeting us. Hanji's eyes flickered between us and her grin only got wider.

"Eren! You're up early! Isn't this a surprise!" She said, failing to cover her giggles. She glanced at me again, and squealed when I glared back at her. "How was he?! Did you find anything interesting about our little resident titan?"

"I'm going to skewer you for that," I growled at her, "Brat, you look half dead. I have no use for exhausted soldiers. Go back to sleep." Eren looked at me in confusion before stumbling back to his room. I ignored Hanji's stare and continued to sip my tea. She gave up on whatever she wanted as people started waking up and coming for breakfast.

"I don't think anyone else will clean it sufficiently," I said again. Erwin frowned, but finally let it drop. Unfortunately, he decided to pick up another subject. "So who are you staying with for the time being?" Hanji scooted closer to us, still occupying her seat from earlier. "It's with Eren!" She whispered to him, as if it was the shady gossip of the day. The commander looked at me, and I thought I could detect surprise in his eyes. "Does it matter?" I ask, my ever present scowl etched in my face.

We were interrupted when Mikasa stood up from a table nearby. "Calm down Mikasa, I'm sure he's just tired... or something!" Armin said, trying to pull her back down. It was clear he didn't really believe himself.

"He never stays up late though, you and I both know that!" She growled, "If that shorty has done something to him..." A glare was sent my way. I glared back, annoyed that the brat's little friend loves to blame me for everything. After some more convincing from the rest of her friends, she sat back down in a huff.

Not even two minutes later, Eren came and sat at the small table, chiming a good morning. This time he was fully dressed and completely awake, the complete opposite if his almost zombie-like composure earlier in the morning. He probably got up because I had left the bed and in doing so, woke him up. At least he didn't seem to remember how he was sleeping half on me, or the incident of him falling asleep last night.

"No, it's fine Mikasa! I just got up really early but Corporal told me to go back to bed and I guess I slept longer than intended," Eren's voice floated over to our table. He began to eat the food that his friends had saved for him and chatted happily with them. I noticed Sasha sneaking up behind Eren, silently telling the others to keep it quiet when eyebrows were raised in her direction.

She pounced on him, giggling as she put a hand on his shoulder. "Ereennn! Please tell me you're going to share!" She asked loudly, staring at the food. The rest if the table gave a sigh at her antics.

"No way Sasha! This is-" Eren froze as Sasha moved her hand nearer to his neck, accidentally brushing his nape. He immediately pushed the food away and stood up. "I need some air." I watched as he walked away, not in a rush, but not at a leisurely pace either. He merely flicked a hand in response to Sasha's whine and she all but inhaled the food. The rest of the table was left to merely speculate about Eren's odd behaviour, but none of them appeared to notice what set him off.

I stood up and left, to the others, presumably to my office. Instead, I followed where I thought Eren might be, and I was right. I found him out training with his 3D Maneuver Gear.

"Hey! Brat," I called out to him. He paused to stand at a right angle, hanging from the wall, to look at me. "Corporal?" He called back. I sighed, this kid. If he wanted to truly get his mind off things then he really should have acquired a mentor. "Get down here so you can actually gain something!"

He hurried down the wall, landing near me. I decided to start the lesson there. "While you won't be able to get my way of wielding swords, you might actually get some techniques of the gear through your thick skull," I said, getting my own gear ready.

The brat hadn't made much progress, but it was the most anyone had made under my teachings. He didn't care about my verbal abuse that he could barely perform a spin in the air.

"We're done for today," I said, watching him sit under a tree. We had been at it for a few hours and it was reaching late afternoon. I joined him, stretching out my arms to get them to loosen a bit. I nearly jumped when Eren leaned into me and was ready to push him off and make him learn from the mistake when I saw how utterly exhausted he looked. He must have really put his all into it. I begrudgingly let my arm drop around his shoulders and taking a risk, I 'accidentally' brushed against the nape of his neck. His bodily immediately went rigid and he looked at me, almost in horror. "C-cor-"

"Levi. It's okay to call me Levi when no one's around," I say. I rub my thumb along the sensitive spot again, feeling a shiver go up his spine.

"L-leviii," he practically moaned, before he seemed to realise where he was and jumped up. "Sorry, Corporal, sir! I must go!"

I watched as he ran off, his face a bright red. I chuckled, this kid sure was fun to toy with.

Hmm. I'll have to make a second chapter here, because I'm too lazy to keep going right now. But now the questions stand. What did you think so far? And should I change points of view next chapter?

Sorry about the likely crappy quality, I wrote this on an iPod. Needless to say, next chap will have better quality. This is also the second time uploading, the first was filled with I don't know what codes from copying and pasting from my notes. xD

Ciao for now, Graggy.