Brows creasing together slightly, Levi idly fixated his deadpanned gaze towards the window— though much to his knowledge, there wasn't particularly anything beyond the glass that would catch his interest. Much less, give him any sort of pure entertainment. His previous meeting with Mikasa had turned out to be much more difficult then he had imagined. He didn't think it would be this troublesome to strip her down of her layers and mend her into a bloodlusted monster. She was beyond the border line of being disciplined. That much he understood. In any case, his sharp intuition had previously warned him before that she wouldn't be so easy to obtain. But he didn't mind a little challenge. In fact—it was more amusing that way.

Levi let out defeated sigh, inwardly cursing to himself for being this inattentive towards his unfinished work. He wasn't roused in the slightest with being stuck with paperwork that was unrelated to the Survey Corps. Knowing Erwin, he was trying to get on the Military Police's good side—so the lazy pigs would let the unsuccessful missions slide, unnoticed. Yet, he couldn't understand why someone in his position would be the one to be stuck with this cluttered mess.

He flickered his slanted eyes up at the clock on the wall and gradually stood up from his chair, stretching his sore arms in the process. The small hand hit eight o' clock—alerting him that it was time to meet at the appointed place where he would be training Mikasa. He couldn't wait to give her a lesson or two about self-restraint.

He heaved his green cloak over his shoulders, slightly adjusting his neatly placed cravat on the hollows of his neck, and swiftly brushed off any signs of dust that might have landed on him. Taking a quick glance of his reflection in the mirror, he smirked slightly before descending down the halls towards the training field.

"Is that it?" Levi scoffed, clasping his hands around her wrists and effortlessly heaving her body over his shoulders.

Mikasa let out a low grunt, her body slamming forcefully down onto the concrete floor. She curled her hands into fists, pushing herself off the ground— an exasperated expression projecting on her face, her devoid eyes flickering a glint of animosity. Useless. Her efforts against him were becoming useless.

Levi exhaled heavily, slightly losing interest in testing her abilities any longer. She wasn't lasting very long against his attacks. If anything, she was along the lines of being on the defensive side, enduring all of his strikes with every last bit of her strength.

He could hear her heavy breaths escaping from the partings of her lips, her fists gripped tightly in front of her face as she readied her stance again. This time, her charcoal eyes projected feral in the depths of her stormy iris. The edges of his lips pulled up, brushing a strand of hair from his sweaty face.

"You're pitiful." His voice just above a murmur, taking slow measured steps towards her. "You're so goddamn pitiful that it's pathetic." He narrowed his eyes, his tone becoming more assertive. He swiftly charged at her, his movements becoming transparent, along with his aura.

Mikasa stiffened her body quickly, losing her vivid sight of the Corporal in an instant. He was coming. And he was coming fast.

She flickered her eyes sideways, straining her vision so she could make an effort to get at least a glimpse of his body, before he cou—

She grimaced, startled by his tight grip around her throat. His short nails were digging into the hollows of her neck. She cursed under her breath, struggling against his grip, her devoid eyes meeting his.

Levi clenched his jaws tightly, locking his gaze with Mikasa's wavering eyes. "You're not strong enough." He hissed through gritted teeth, his grip tightening even more. "I will make you strong Ackerman." His hand departed from the contact of her neck, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Mikasa smirked, taking the opportunity that presented itself to strike him while his guard was down. She extended out her leg, using the bottom of her boot to slam it down against the surface of his chest, exerting out every last bit of strength she had in her—sending him straight down to the dirt floor, his face in bewilderment.

Levi inwardly cursed to himself, his white trousers making contact with the dirt that was underneath him. He abruptly got up, clasping his hand behind his legs and sweeping his fingertips back and forth to brush off the filth that were manifesting on his pristine pants.

"I'm strong enough." Mikasa blurted out in a flat tone, her breathing returning back to it's original tempo. Her face was drenched in sweat, while the strands of her raven hair were attached to the side of her hardened jawlines. She fixated her disheveled scarf and made her way towards the Corporal.

Levi let out a dark chuckle, amused by her sudden, renewed confidence. "After hours of intense training, you finally got one kick in Ackerman." He mocked, wiping the sweat that was trickling down his face. "Don't let it get to your head."

Mikasa rolled her eyes in annoyance, not interested in the slightest with debating on whether she was strong enough or not. If Eren was still alive and well, that was the only strength that she needed. "Are we done now, sir?" She asked in a raspy voice, diverting her dull eyes away from him. It was clear in his eyes that she was exhausted from maneuvering her body all day since morning.

"Giving up already?" He inwardly smirked, a thrill of beguilment in his eyes.

Mikasa narrowed her eyes at him, biting her tongue down harshly— preventing herself from cursing at the short, open-mouthed captain in front of her. "Yes, sir." She replied through gritted teeth.

"Mikasa!" A booming voice caught both of their attention.

Mikasa's eyes lit up instantly, her body relaxing to the sound of his voice. "Eren." She replied softly, reaching her fingertips towards her scarf.

Levi arched his eyebrow at her sudden change of behavior, flickering his eyes back and forth between Mikasa and the boy who was supposedly Eren.

"I saw you and I wanted to—" Eren halted mid sentence, glancing up at the Corporal with bewildered eyes. He abruptly slammed his right arm over his chest, his other arm behind his back, his eyes looking forward. "Corporal Levi, sir!"

Levi glanced at the boy for a moment before flickering his eyes back at Mikasa, whose hollow orbs left traces of animosity, her hands curled up in fists again. The edges of his lips pulled up, a grand idea surfacing in his head. "Jaeger, I assume?" Levi asked, taking slow measured steps towards Eren.

"Yes sir!" Eren responded back, his turquoise hued eyes filled with respect for his commanding officer.

Levi could feel Mikasa's glowering eyes following his every movement. He let out a dark chortle, grabbing a handful of Eren's shirt in his hands. "I've been expecting you."

Mikasa felt her body tense up immediately, gritting her teeth together, she instinctively lunged her body forward. She grabbed the back of the Corporal's collar swiftly, pulling his body back, exerting all of her force from within her to drag him down.

Levi extended out his arm to guard his body from slamming hard against the ground— his eyes gleaming with malice. He just figured it all out. Everything there was to this oriental brat. The edges of his lips pulled up as he stood back up again. "Just as I expected."He uttered in a firm tone, a hint of animosity lingering in his eyes.

Mikasa glanced at him with a puzzled look, not quite understanding what he meant by those insignificant words. She flickered her eyes towards Eren again, who was beyond surprised at her sudden attack towards the Corporal. She gripped her fists tightly, her body fuming internally. She just figured out his true intentions. It was all a dirty trick. He used Eren as bait to figure out her greatest weakness. Corporal Levi not only trapped her against the corner— he unintentionally just made himself into a new rival. She was going to destroy him. For the sake of Eren, she would become stronger— stronger than Corporal Levi ever was.

(To Be Continued...)

Sorrry it's a bit rushed! I'm running on a few hours of sleep D: Forgive me! ~hugs~ I need to relax my body but Rivamika is totally taking over my life! Kyaaa! I just love these two so much! Anyways, thanks for reading this chapter! Next chapter will include Petra again ;)