Author's note: This is the first piece of fanfiction that I've written in quite a long while.

Chapter 1

Levi undid the black tie from around his neck, hanging it on the back of his couch. Slipping off his jacket, he hung it up and made his way to his kitchen. He was just about to fill the tea kettle up when a soft knocking came from the door. The male ignored it, thinking whoever was there had the wrong apartment number. When the knocking grew louder, and more constant, Levi sighed and went to go answer the door.

After checking through the tiny peephole on the door, Levi was surprised at who stood there. He unlocked the door, opening it to look at the dark hair male that stood before him. As Eren Jaeger stood there and shook, Levi looked the male over. The boy's arms were covered in small scratch marks that were bleeding, and not to mention his clothes were filthy.

"Eren, what are you doing here? And what happened?" Levi asked, returning his eyes to the boys face.

"Levi.. I.. I messed up.." Eren stuttered out, his voice cracking.

"How exactly did you 'mess up' Eren? Why are you covered in scratches?" Levi questioned, stepping aside so that Eren could walk in. The male knew that whatever had happened had dazed Eren, so he had to softly nudge the male into the small apartment. Leading him to a leather chair, Levi sat Eren down so he could look at his arms.

"Jaeger, start talking. I want a full explanation of what exactly happened," Levi said, snapping his fingers in front of the male's face, causing Eren to jump slightly.

"I.. I don't want to talk about it right now.." Eren's voice was weak, and Levi glanced up at him. He could see that the male's eyes were glazed over in.. Worry? Thought? Confusion? Levi couldn't tell.

Standing up, the male sighed as he snapped his fingers in front of the male's face once again to break him from his train of thought. Eren's attention snapped to Levi, and he looked up at him.

"We need to get you cleaned up. You're dirtying up my chair, and I'm not very fond of that."

Levi's tone didn't surprise Eren at all. He had known Levi for a while now, say about two months, and his attitude was always the same towards him. The brown haired boy had gotten use to being referred to as "brat", and other names that Levi always threw at him. Eren never fully understood why Levi was so much of a clean freak, but he could never bring himself to ask.

As Eren followed Levi into the bathroom to clean his arms, he looked around the apartment that he knew like the back of his hand. No photo frames hung on the plain white walls, and Eren was pretty sure that there wasn't one speck of dirt on Levi's hardwood floor.

Upon reaching the bathroom, a few drops of blood hit the floor. Levi's eyes narrowed, and Eren was almost sent into a panic. He knew that Levi would make a deal about this even if he was injured.

"Oh.. I.. I can clean this up!" Eren said, looking around for something to wipe up the blood. Because of his panic state, more blood began dripping to the floor, and Levi grabbed the sleeve of Eren's shirt to keep him from moving.

"Jaeger, I suggest you calm down, or you're going to be wiping the blood off with your face," Levi growled softly before completely pulling the male into the bathroom. "Now, sit down and stay there until I clean this up."

Eren watched as Levi walked off, before looking down at his own arms. He hadn't noticed how much he was bleeding, or how dirty his clothes were. "No wonder Levi isn't very happy.. I'm filthy." Eren thought to himself, before looking up. He hadn't noticed that Levi was on his hands and knees, a spray bottle in one hand and a small washcloth in the other. Watching as the other scrubbed the floor, Eren opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Levi.
"Don't you dare say you're sorry. This was an accident, I know."

After scrubbing the floor for at least a good minute, Levi got up and walked over to where Eren sat. He opened a small cabinet above the sink, pulling out a white first aid kit. He made a motion for Eren to hold his arms out, and when the boy shook his head, an annoyed sighed escaped from him.

"Eren, do it. We need to clean you up," Levi said, setting the kit on the counter, opening it. Eren kept his arms close for a few minutes before slowly extending them. The older male carefully took one of the boy's wrists, wiping away the running blood gently with a wet cloth.

"Care to explain how this happened?" Grey eyes met turquoise ones before they shifted away.

Levi took the other wrist, doing the same as he waited for Eren to tell his story. There was silence for a few minutes before Eren's mouth opened.

"I don't really know where to begin, Levi," he said softly, slightly shifting from his perch on the edge of the bathtub."

"Just tell it to me the best you can," Levi's voice was soft as he took out cotton balls and rubbing alcohol to rub on the smaller cuts. Eren nodded his head, biting his bottom lip gently. Tears rolled down the boy's cheeks, causing Levi's eyes widen in surprise.

"Eren, what the hell happ-" Levi was cut off by Eren's next words.

"There was a car accident. Nearly everyone died, Levi.. Everyone but me and Mikasa."