Chapter 1: Messed Up World We Live In

"Eren!"

He grumbled, rolling over to cover his face with a pillow.

"Damn it, brat, wake up!"

"What?" He growled as he slowly opened his eyes, meeting a pair of slightly closed grey ones, always set in the same glare, only, the eyes seemed more gentle. The sunlight coming in behind the short, black haired, pale-skinned male made Eren squint his eyes once again, as the man smiled, ruffling his hair. "Wake up, you brat. Training starts soon."

Eren groaned, "Yes, Heichou."

"You better hurry, too, before your friend eats it all."

"Yeah, yeah," Eren grumbled, opening his eyes more as he adjusted to the light. He stood up and yawned, towering over his commander. The shorter man pulled Eren down to him by his arm and softly kissed him. "I love yo-"

The dream cut off as Eren's alarm clock woke him on a bright, sunny Tuesday morning. Groaning, along with thinking about the dream he just had, he sat up in his bed, yawning. Gazing out the window at the other houses around him, he started to daydream the man in his dream, who he was, where he could ever find him, if he was on this earth-well, he believed he was.

"Eren, wake up, you're gonna be late," his mother, Carla, called from downstairs.

"Alright, alright," he grumbled, swinging his legs over he size of his bed and standing, wearing only a t-shirt and boxers, his usual sleep attire.

Eren trudged over to his closet and yanked on his uniform: the usual navy blue pants and a white t-shirt. The pocket had a pair of wings on it, one white and one blue. And, for some reason, it reminded him of something, something very important.

But, as always, he hit that mental wall, trying to remember.

He trudged down the stairs, grabbing money for his lunch, along with his piece of toast with egg on top. Quickly scarfing that down and grabbing his bag, he slipped on his shoes and walked out the door yelling a goodbye to his mother.

Grabbing his bike, he put his headphones in his ears, and pedaled to school, since he didn't live too far. After crossing the highway into town, he pulled into the school and locked his bike up in the bike rack.

Racing into the school, trying to not miss home room for the fifth time in the past week, he passed someone he didn't exactly pay attention to.

His entire being did.

His heart felt crippled and stopped running, grabbing at his chest. He stood there for a moment, dazed. Slowly, he turned around, towards the man he brushed shoulders with. The man was walking away, but his muscles were visibly tensed, Eren immediately noticed. The man in front of him had black hair but the back was shaved slightly, and he was visibly shorter than Eren, but, he was built.

Immense longing overtook Eren as tears threatened his eyes, and his heart remained crippled. All Eren could see was his dream, and the man in it. The man he truly loved.

Wait a minute, loved?

Eren was a guy, as was his commander. He liked girls! In fact, he had a crush on one.

But this man…made him see things completely different, and as Eren reached out a hand towards the man, the bell rang for homeroom.

Reluctantly retreating towards his classroom, Eren whispered out one word: "Levi."

As Eren entered his classroom, he ignored the other kids in class, shoving his headphones, along with his iPhone, into his pocket. He threw himself into his chair and put his head down on the desk, shutting his eyes. He got about, maybe five minutes of sleep before he heard boots clacking into his classroom.

The sound was very familiar, but in a very far away world. As it got closer, Eren's body went rigid, and he found himself sitting up straight and proper, along with making sure there was not a speck of dirt on him. What was wrong with him lately?!

The clacking boots entered the room, carrying a man about 5'3", with short, black hair and slightly opened, grey eyes. He wore his normal no-emotion face as looked at his clip board, reading over the names.

"Good morning, class, from today on wards I will be your new teacher. I will warn you now," the look-alike to the man in Eren's dreams said, "I don't give a shit if you hate me, and I will not let you make up anything you fail on. You fail, you fail. Oh, and," he gazed around the room at everyone, "keep this room spotless."

Eren's breath hitched, and he found himself gaping at the thirty year-old man with a slight tint to his cheeks. Their teacher wrote his name on the board, as normal new teachers do, and it caused Eren to stare even more intently.

Slowly, Levi scanned the room to look at each of their faces, and landed on Eren's.

Eren turned red, growling a "this world's a bitch," under his breath.

A/N: Konnichiwa, minna-san! So, this is the first chapter of my Levi x Eren/Ereri fanfic. OTP! I love them so much together! Creds for this go to, of course, the makes of Shingeki no Kyojin, along with Stephanie Anderson on YouTube, (this is the video):

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I hope you guys like this!