Music to My Ears

Chapter 27 The Lamest Ending Ever

(A/N: Don't play video until Author-chan says so lovies ;))

1 Month Later

"So help me God, Rebel, you better have brought in your cello." Levi growled with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Course I did." I grinned as opened my locker, the massive cello falling out and landing on me, clubbing the side of my head. "See?" I boasted, rubbing my sore head.

"You're an idiot." He grumbled, pushing my hair back and kissing the spot where I was hit. "Now lets get to class. We can't be late"

"Ey, ey, caption." I nodded, and lugged the cello wrapped in its case down the hall. We made our way through the Christmas decorated halls, smirking to myself as I thought of the Christmas present I bought Levi: A colorful sweater that said "Ho, ho, motherfuckers."

"Next up, we have Rebel and Levi performing." Mr. Kelly announced after the second group had performed. Levi retrieved his cello from the back of the room, while I lugged mine over and set up two chairs for us. As Levi and I took our seat and positioned our instruments that forcefully brought us together, Levi set is eyes on me and whispered: "You ready, shitty-curls?"

"Bring it, bitch." I smirked back, and let him take on the lead of the song.

(Ya'll can play that shit now)

Usually I kept my eyes down on the strings as I played, but I stole the occasional glance from the class, bringing a small smile to my lips. I may have been an idiot, but when it came to music...

I kick ass.

And so did Levi.

Our fingers were furiously flying on the cello's neck, feeling hours worth of practice become so worth it. The sense of performance was beautiful, sending out an adrenaline though my body like a rush of blood to the head as I felt all eyes on me. It laid down a sense of joy in my soul, and it wasn't the only thing that made me smile.

Mom was so much better, and no one could believe how quickly she healed. Her and Erwin started dating not too long after she was released out of the hospital. Sure, it was weirder than I thought it would be; but I never imaged someone could love my mom as much as my dad did, and that was all that mattered.

Kenny was sentenced to a lifetime in prison, which was probably more of a relief for Levi than it was for me. After we graduated he planned on setting sail to the military, come this fall. This was a little unsettling for me, but I could tell underneath his stoic mask, this was his passion. He was made to fight.

Not to mention, I love a man in a uniform.

I was accepted in Julliard just last week, so I knew Levi and I would be kept rather busy. But of course, we had no problem with a long distance relationship. We both admired each others passion.

I had been dragged thought miles worth of shit, and everyone told me things would be okay. Despite how much grief and sorrow weighed down on my hopes and humanity, they were right.

Everything does turn out okay. And its fine when you have to go through the bad stuff first. It just makes the happiness in life more worth it. It makes you love even more people you care about, dead or alive. It makes you feel alive, until another tragedy strikes you down.

But this time, you'll be stronger. And you'll be able to believe in the words: "Everything will be okay."

It was music to my ears.

Levi and I finished the song in perfect harmony, everyone's jaw dropped. I smiled proudly at their reaction, and soon found myself beaming once they broke out into cheering and clapping. Levi and I set our cellos down, and I took Levi's had and made him take a bow with me. At first he seemed beyond pissed that I did such a thing, but I saw his eyes go soft when he saw how happy I was.

"Good job, brat." He gave me a half smirk.

"Couldn't have done it without you." I smiled back, giving his hand a small squeeze.

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The day ended, Levi and I walking out to the front of the school as we looked forward to the next few weeks on Christmas break. Eren and Armin had just congratulated us on being the best performers in our class, and I still found myself beaming.

"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" Levi asked, poking my dimple. The school was close to empty now. All of my friends had loaded on their buses or drove home. All that was left was Levi and I as the snow gracefully fluttered from the sky like ashes in a bomfire. But this snow was perfection. Fresh, crisp, and caught your eyelashes.

"Shut up," I chuckled, brushing his hand way, but then entangled his fingers with my own. "Don't you wanna see me happy?"

"Just a bit." He replied with a smile as soft as the snow. We looked over the campus covered in snow that clumped together like cottage cheese, until Levi asked: "Do you think your father would have liked me?"

I didn't hesitate to answer. "No."

"...Wait, seriously?" He arched a thin eyebrow.

"Yeah," I breathed a laugh. "Dad was so over protective of me, he didn't want me with any guy. But I think if he could see how happy you make me, he could have sucked it up."

Levi's smile grew ever so wide, and leaned in and gave me a kiss, warming up my cold cheeks. I melted into the kiss, almost unable to believe it all.

I remember Levi making fun of my name when I first met him. He wasn't the only one. People always assumed that I was so sweet and innocent, and that my name was ironic. But it was because my dad thought of the name. Mom wanted Rose to be my name. Dad said I needed a strong name, because he knew I would be a fighter. I never had anything to fight for until now. I would fight for Levi and myself. Just months ago I found this guy to be the biggest prick in the world. Now apparently I'm inlove with him.

Dad, I hope you do approve of the man I'm willing to fight for forever.