Levi and Riaville

Not Just a Toy

Levi was uncharacteristically silent as she collected information.

Petra wrote down notes, and after finishing, piled them up neatly.

"Y-your majesty, I have the information you wanted."

Levi glanced at her, his silver eyes flashing before he looked up fully, blue eyes wide in confusion.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "I n-never asked for anything."

Petra's brows furrowed and she looked at Levi in bewilderment.

Levi looked around in innocent confusion. "H-How did I get here?"

Petra stared and stared. How was this possible? Did he have amnesia?

Hesitantly, she gave him the papers, which had information on Mikasa.

"Well, um, you can still keep these," she muttered.

Levi took it with light confusion, but nodded anyway.

He read through it, and then looked at her when he finished. "Why is this all about Mikasa?"

Petra shrugged.

Levi blinked slowly. Then he gently placed them in his backpack. "Umm, o-ok. I don't know why I asked for this, but t-thanks."

Petra smiled. "No problem!"

Levi beamed shyly, and together, they went to their last class for the day.

In P.E., Levi was easily the smallest of the boys. When the teacher announced the game as dodgeball, Levi was practically shaking in his shoes.

Mikasa and Eren were chosen as the captains of their teams, respectively.

Eren chose Levi immediately, and then ordered at least two guards to be with him at all times.

They fought over who would get Armin until the smaller beta forced himself out so they wouldn't fight.

Mikasa growled and then the game commenced.

With dodgeballs bouncing all over the place, it was utter chaos.

Levi glared at Eren, who was practically in the middle of the game. What that meant was: he was getting way into it.

Levi sat down, glowering.

Just because he was small, didn't mean that he was useless!

Furious at the overly protective alpha, he sneaked away from his stupid guards and then grabbed a dodgeball.

Aiming, he threw it right in Mikasa's face.

The smack echoed in the shocked room.

Mikasa fell onto the ground with another echoing thud. There was complete utter silence as everyone stared at the enraged omega.

Levi gave Eren a dirty look. Then he marched up to him and jabbed a finger into his chest.

"Just because you can order people around, doesn't mean that you can do it to me," he hissed. "I'm not just a toy that you refuse to share. I'm a human being, you brat."

Everyone gasped at the word 'brat.'

Eren stared at him, his eyes dark.

"What... did you just call me?"

Levi bared his teeth. "A brat. What are you going to do about it?"

Eren leaned down and grabbed him, pulling him up into a kiss. His hand crept up to the omega's neck to deepen the kiss. His fingers pressed against his scent gland.

Levi cried out, whining loudly as his scent exploded from the small mark on his neck.

Their lips moved in sync. Levi trembled and tears sprang to his eyes. Eren pulled away, smirking.

"That's what I'm going to do about it."

Levi blushed. He turned his head.

Eren grinned. Then he looked up to gaze at the silent room who were wide-eyed in horror.

"Well? Aren't you going to leave?"