I grunted as I swished my dark black hair (that I got from my dad) and my (e/c) eyes that I got from my mom who has sadly left this scary world. I've cut myself with these swords when I tried to swing around trees. Quite hard. I threw myself to the ground groaning. Anyways. Introductions. I'm (m/n) Ackerman. Son of Levi Ackerman. I'm 7 years old. I have black hair and (e/c) hues. I think that freaking enough. "How annoying." I exhaled as I looked at my broken swords. I sat up tossing the useless swords to the side. I stood up and did a hand stand with one hand not moving.
(but more straight like a board)
I heard footsteps from behind me. I honestly didn't give a fuc--
"(M/n)."
The monotone voice of my father spoke. I didn't care to turn around. I got rid of one finger making me hold myself up with four fingers. "Hmm." I responded. "What the hell are you doing." I got rid of one other finger. Holding myself up with three fingers. "What does it look like?" I said. Removing another finger. (Holding yourself up with two fingers). I heard my father 'Tch'. I rolled.my eyes huffing. Roving another finger. Holding myself up. With. One. Finger. I felt an kick at my back making loss my balance and land in my butt. I looked at my father with boredom. He glared at me looking away. Before looking back giving a sight smile. "How long have you been working on that?" He asked. I raised an eyebrow standing up with a huff. "Just now." Levi smirked. "Maybe now I'll actually train you." I looked at my father with questioning eyes. "But, don't you have to 'train you squad'?"
I asked. Levi shook his head giving an actual smile. Making me give a ghost of a smile. "I'll make them help me train you." I smiled and Levi walked towards me picking me up and setting me on his shoulders as he played with my feet.'Maybe he'll know how hard I try to impress him....' I thought.
'Maybe now he'll know how much I love him...' Levi thought.
And like that they were laughing all day surprising the whole survey Corps.
--End--
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