Give Me back!

A Sip and a Slap

Word count: 923

Once the bell rang, Eren felt more relieved than anyone else in the whole classroom. He almost ran out of the door, half expecting Mrs. Howell to order him back for more tyranny on his grades and mistakes, but no one called out after him, so he took Mikasa by the sleeve and dragged her to the cafeteria. His stomach was rumbling again. But this time it was because he was hungry. Very hungry.

"A hot chocolate and a muffin please", he ordered at the counter. The man behind the counter handed him his food and drink and he walked over to Mikasa who sat down with Sasha, Connie and Jean at one of the tables in between the counter and the window. After a few moments of Eren sipping his chocolate, Connie broke the silence. "Your talk was really a lot of shit."

Jean laughed, "Yeah man, you should get a tutor or something."

"Shut up Jean", Mikasa said, but Eren waved them off.

"I don't fucking care about your opinion, face de cheval (he means visage de cheval – horseface) and Connie, your speech last week sucked as well, thank you very much, merci beaucoup." He sighed. "Ah, I just hate that class so much..."

Then he heard a sudden "tch" sound behind him. Levi had walked up to the queue which now ended right next to their table.

"Maybe you should really take Connie's advice. Although I think no tutor would have that much energy to teach you even the basics of this melodramatic language."

Eren looked at him, anger visible on his face.

"If you wouldn't have answered all these questions so fucking perfectly, I would not have failed in such a melodramatic way, you dickhead."

"Ohlala, who's melodramatic now? Maybe if you had just done your homework for once in your miserable life, you would know how to spell castle in a roman language without having to read a whole dictionary."

"Only because of the comparison to your answer, my grade sucked that much!", Eren exclaimed.

"I do not think so, Monsieur Jaeger. It's a shame that brats like you can't even admit when they just simply failed a simple task."

"Shut up midget, not everyone has a daddy who teaches them French!"

"Uh you guys are even more horrible than Eren and Jean fighting...", Sasha commented and Jean looked at her, almost offended that fights involving him were only on second rank. But before he could protest Levi suddenly stepped out of the queue and very close to Eren who stood up as well.

"My father left my family long before your sorry ass knew what trou de cul (a***hole) means."

"Is that so", Eren said, his voice growing a bit louder than the normal level of talking. It did not take him much effort to understand the insult.

"I have to say I don't really care about that, nor who taught you that stupid language if it was your father or your mother –"

"Leave my mother alone, Jaeger", Levi hissed through gritted teeth, clenching his hands into fists.

"Or what?", Eren mocked, "you'll hit me with your pedicured midget fists?"

"Pedicures are for the feet you silly brat, you mean manicured. But hey, I know, les mains, les pieds (hands and feet) – I take a wild guess you're not so familiar with French vocabulary!"

"Stop calling me brat, I'm not that much younger than you!"

"In your dreams, brat", Levi chuckled and released his clenched fists while almost turning back to the queue, when Eren smacked him straight in his face.

Levi tumbled back, covering his left eye with one of his hands, holding onto a table with the other, keeping himself from falling to the ground after that sudden and very hard punch.

Mikasa and the others jumped to their feet, but it was already too late. Levi stormed forward, taking Eren with him to the ground and together they rolled over the floor of the cafeteria. People were shouting and laughing, while Mikasa tried to separate them. But without any luck. Suddenly Armin appeared next to hear, crying out and disappearing into the crowd again, that had formed around the two fighting rivals.

"Stop – Eren! It's not worth it!", Mikasa shouted, but her voice got drowned by cheering shouts of Jean and other people surrounding the fight.

She slapped Jean on the back of the head and he stopped yelling immediately.

Suddenly the students parted and Professor Pixis, one of the elderly History teachers became visible. He was followed by a very concerned looking Armin.

Everyone fell silent as the Professor shouted "STOP IT, YOU TWO!" in a roaring voice that even seemed to bring Levi and Eren back to reality. Mikasa shoved Levi from her brother's crouching body and offered Eren a hand, that he gladly took, while trying to get to his feet as smoothly as possible.

"You", the Professor said pointing at Mikasa, "take him to the infirmary, he's bleeding. Then bring him to my office" Eren was covering his mouth, hiding a bleeding lip. "And you", he turned towards Jean, "make sure this one gets to my office as well – pronto!" And he left a very scared looking Jean with a heavily panting Levi, who started dusting off his clothes.

"Don't you dare to come too close to me, horseface", he threatened and Jean held up his hands in surrender. They made their way through the crowd of students who looked at Levi with a mix of fear and curiosity.