Someday,maybe...again ( eruri )

Eren

<<< levi pov>>>

Brown hair, turquoise eyes, childish behavior, unshakable will... Eren.

The brat has great fucking skills in stalking!

I just have to see him every-fucking-where I go! Mall, check. Work, check. Yes he just started as a part-timer. Bar, check. Of fucking course, he's of drinking age. And when I don't go to either of those, I fucking meet him on the streets!!! I'm sick of him wagging his tail and going all Levi-san here, Levi-san there. He just came back from Japan and he picked up their speech manners.

Damn him for not getting their subtlety too.

Check out his friend Mikasa! She's perfect! Tidy, doesn't talk much, almost invisible if not for her awesome charisma and intimidating presence whenever a certain someone is mentioned. She fucking tried to tear me to pieces when we first met. Understandable though considering what I did to her... Childhood friend, half-lover or whatever he is to her. The idiot doesn't seem to notice how infatuated she is with him. And judging by her exasperated look whenever somebody seems to realize her feelings - which happens pretty damn often- it seems this has gone on for years now.

I ended up venting my anger and frustration on the wrong person. I don't know why the brat got so attached to me instead of hating me for it. But I really fucked him up that night. What's worse is that if there's anything I'm regretting right now, it's completely forgetting about it later on. I need that memory to keep the urge to do it all over again under control.

I didn't see my handwork when I woke up in his apartment since I really didn't take the time to look and see in whose place I woke up. I just wanted to go home at the time... But I couldn't miss it when he came on to me at work. At first I was really alarmed at how many bruises our new part-timer had, I didn't ask what happened, since I wouldn't have liked being asked if I had been in his position. I just made sure I eavesdropped when the others asked. He's a kid and he could have been getting bullied or something, I had to check. He said he got beaten up and then fell in love. The kinky fuck. That's what I thought, snorting and heading out the room. That's when I felt a murderous stare directed at my back, and heard stomping my way. I turned around to find a dark haired girl drawing her arm back for a punch and sprinting my way. He stopped her and looked at me with hopeful eyes.

I only then suspected he could have been the man in whose house I woke up in just the previous day. He said yes when I voiced the question and beamed at me, showing all his teeth. Well all but one.

Seeing Mikasa's provocative stance, and his enthralled looks, I asked what the fuck happened and he said:

"I bumped into you when going into 'the wall', I said sorry, you ignored me, and pushed me aside looking completely furious and the at same time desperate for something. I asked what was wrong. You said to fuck off. And I asked again. You suddenly grabbed the hem of my shirt, kicked my feet off the ground and went at me like I was you worst enemy. You even busted one of my teeth. You then started going off about how I lied, and made you go all strange with my blue eyes and blond hair..."

I stopped him at that and ushered him to skip that part. No need to tell me what I already knew.

"After trashing about all of that, you fell on the ground beside me. And started saying how angry you were and how sorry I should be. And how you still couldn't hate me... And you wanted to go home. Your home with me... I knew you were talking to someone else through me, but I couldn't help admiring that part of you."

I then learned that Mikasa only found out the next morning. Which was why she came at me with a vengeance. I went back to his apartment, and in apology - but the intention went right through his head- helped him clean his apartment. Of course he had to hep I was not gonna do it all on my own. It took us longer than I thought it would. But we managed to get rid of all that fucking filth the brat lives in and never seemed to notice.