Capture The Moments
Chapter One: Highly Un-Photogenic

I was annoyed because the hold up for class was due to the fact that there was a new student coming in. I frowned at the door and glanced at the clock. Petra patted my desk. "Calm down Levi, he's probably just running late.." She smiled slightly. Of course she wasn't going to take it to heart, he was her cousin after all.

I blinked several times at her. "The brat better hurry his ass up because I force the teacher to start the lesson. I swear, I just want to get the year over with. It is the second term of senior year after all."

That's when the sound of the door being knocked on finally happened and the teacher gladly opened the door. Petra chuckled lightly at the sight of her cousin. He had a tall figure with chocolate brown hair and ocean green eyes. A nervous smile that was annoying me already, he looked so innocent, like he hasn't seen the worst of the world and I didn't find that okay. He wore a black hoodie and some washed jeans. I turned around, not bothering to listen to the teacher speak to him. Looking at Petra, I sighed. "He looks like someone that would be late." I took out my can of Pepsi, opened it loudly, and took a sip.

"We aren't supposed to have soda at the computers, or drinks in general." She reminded me, sounding all firm-mother like.

I rolled my eyes and looked at her as I drank more. "Levi and Petra." My teacher said out of nowhere.

I nearly choked on my soda out of surprise. Petra gave me this look that clearly said 'Nice going, getting us in trouble' "Y-yes?" Petra said in a small voice as she peeked her head out from behind the computer.

"Well, Mr. Eren Yeager, sit over with them, they'll show you what to do to get started, and welcome to Trost High." Ms. Brzenska actually smiled, even if it was a small one.

I huffed loudly. "I really didn't want to do this. I'm mad at him and I don't even know him." I muttered.

"Oh, quit complaining." She tsked and turned to her cousin. "Hey, this is Levi. I mean, I've told you about him before remember?"

I pursed my lips and shot a glare at Petra, but I didn't say anything. He chuckled. "Yeah, many times." He looked at me and stuck out his hand. "Hey, I'm-"

"Late, please sit down." I interrupted.
He sucked in his bottom lip as his expression grew concerned and looked at Petra. I saw her mumble a sorry to him and pointed to the chair so he could sit next to me.

"Get along with him, stop being an asshole." Petra scoffed.

I picked up my can of soda. "You're lucky we're friends."

Petra smiled innocently at me. "Yeah, you love me."

"What is that? Love? Sounds like a ticket straight into a black hole with no escape that I want no part in, thank you."

"Levi and Petra, quiet." Ms. Brzenska shushed. We sunk in our chairs in unison. Petra tilted her towards Eren as if giving me a sign to go help him. I turned and he was staring blankly at the keyboard. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Have you not seen a keyboard before."

"I prefer to right everything down, and I do, but I've used it maybe once, for an essay that I procrastinated on."
I blinked and sighed. "Once? Do you have a phone at least?"

He nodded and pulled out his iPhone from his jacket pocket. "I'm forced to carry this around, but I never use it. I only use it when-"

"SHH!" Ms. Brzenska gave us the ultimate death glare. The amount of shock mixed with some fear was unbelievable in Eren's face, but he made it look easy.

"Sorry," He mumbled.

"She's a bitch, but you get used to it." I told Eren in a hushed voice.

He glanced at her, to see if she was looking our direction. "Is she like that with everyone? That seems a bit rude." He looked at me and I tipped my head to the side in slight confusion. "Like, if she's like that all the time with her students."

"Oh, no, she's just the way when I am involved."

Eren's jaw dropped a little. I made a face at him and he jumped. I kept staring at him with the face I had and I saw him swallow. Petra hit me. "Don't do that to people, it makes them feel uncomfortable."

I sighed. "I'm testing him."

"You have zero chill." Petra scoffed.

He rubbed the back on his head with his hand and put his fingers on the keyboard. He looked up at the board. "Why are we typing about ourselves?"

"She makes us do it every quarter."

He nodded slowly. Then he began typing really slow. I watched his screen. When he noticed, he stopped typing. Petra tapped my shoulder. "He doesn't like it when people stare at him while he is doing his work."

I breathed out through my nose and went over to my screen. I looked back at him and he still had his eyes on me. Those extremely curious sea colored eyes.

"Hey Eren, are you still into that photo thing?" Petra asked suddenly.

Eren smiled a huge smile and went through his book bag. "I always carry a photography camera around, this one is different though, my official one is at home. This is just a Polaroid. I already signed up for the program."

I raised an eyebrow. Eren giggled at the Polaroid Sun 600 and wrapped the strap around his hand. Petra went back to her work. Eren looked up at me and slowly raised at the camera at me. I went to go reach for it but he moved back and before I knew it the flash went on, followed by a loud snap, then the Polaroid picture came out. He picked it up and shook it. I grew angry and he took another picture. He shook both of the pictures, and then he gave them to Petra. She snickered. "You really captured his true self." She joked.

My nose flared. "Throw those away,"

Eren looked offended. "I can not just throw this out, photos are art!"

"LEVI ACKERMAN AND EREN YEAGER GET OUT OF MY CLASS!" The teacher yelled at both of us and Eren, who already had his bag on after taking his camera out, bolted out of the class. I quickly gathered my things and left the class as well. I wasn't even mad, even though I appreciate the class sometimes, she was pissing me off today. I sat against the wall with one knee bent and the other stretched out. It's the only way I felt comfortable sitting on the floor. Eren sat on the other side of the hallway across from me. He gasped silently and slowly raised the camera.

"Take one picture and I'll kill you." I said.

Eren did anyway and smiled at me as he shook the photo to get the image. He finally looked at it, and stayed staring at it. Then, he looked at me and then back to the photo. "Si belle,"

"Can you stop taking pictures of me."

"But you're the perfect model."

I huffed. "I will break your damn camera."

Eren actually looked down, and I almost went close to feeling bad, but at least he stopped. I closed my eyes for one minute and I heard another snap. "Eren-"

"It wasn't of you,"

I moved my stuff of to his side and sat next to him so he wouldn't have a proper angle to take a picture. "I don't believe you,"

"Shoes don't count."

"Eren, I literally just met you and I've already had it with you."

"Petra said that you would say something like that."

I looked taken aback. "The hell does she say to you about me,"

"Well she mentioned that you're really short you have hair as dark as your soul. She also said that you can be really rude and reckless."

I looked at the ceiling. "Fuck her right now."

He snickered. "You can't really call her wrong." He stayed silent. "Can I take a picture of your eyes?"

"The fuck, why? No, I'll go blind."

Eren shook his head. "I can manage the lighting system-"

"No Eren."

"I won't stop asking until you say yes."

"Why mine? I mean other people have eyes too."

"But I've never seen something with grey eyes, you'd be the first one. Which means, I need to capture the moment. So please, I know you basically hate me, but I do this for every shade of colored eyes I see, so it's not just you."

"Then take a picture of your own eyes."

"I can't take a picture of my eyes, the angle would never be correct."

I turned away from him. "You're annoying."

Eren smiled, but stayed silent. We stayed outside in the hallway for awhile until Sasha came out to tell us to come back in. I sat back in my seat in silence and Eren went back to doing his work as soon as he sat down. Petra looked at me. "Did you bond with my cousin?" She asked.

"Oh yes, he's so nice to me." Eren answered before I could say something. "He's gonna be my photo model." He smiled.

I closed my eyes in deep annoyance. Eren went back to working because I heard his typing and I turned to Petra. "Is he staying with you?"

She giggled. "Yep, my uncle is going back to Shinganshina. So Eren has to stay with me. He actually already set up his room and everything at the house. He was late because his dad dropped him off before heading out of the city. He took his time, obviously."

"And his mother?"

Eren stopped typing and Petra's face saddened. "My mother is no longer a member of this world." Eren said silently, then went back to typing, more silently, and more slowly too. Petra gave Eren a pitied look. "She died when he was eleven." Eren got up and walked away from us with his USB and went to go turn in his work. "That's how he got into photography. He loved his mother so much, but you know, and he loved all the memories he had with her. That's why, ever since she died, Eren wants to capture every memory and moment he has and everything he sees. It really means so much to him. You might not understand the connection between the two things, but it helps him."

I stayed silent. Petra studied my face for a few moments. "I'm the only family he has left, because my parents sure wouldn't want to take care of him, let alone me. I mean, look at me, my parents are up and about, not bothering if I get into trouble or whatever. All they gave me was a debit card, a bank account, and the house that they paid off before leaving me. But hey, I turned out awesome, screw them."

"Why did his dad leave then?"

Petra leaned in closer. "He's an asshole who secretly dumped him with me and went back to Shinganshina to work. In other words, he claims he simply can't afford to take care of his own son anymore, which is complete bullshit because I know what he makes. Following exactly what my dad did, his brother. They are so alike I swear."

"I'm guessing that Eren was told something else?"

"Oh of course, his dad told me everything because he doesn't care what I think of the matter, so he told me that he told Eren that he'd be out of town for a while. He's such a dick."

"I think it will hurt him more than that you knew and didn't say anything if he found out the hard way."

"I plan to tell him soon, I can't keep something like this away from him." Petra quickly went back to work as Eren came back.

I quickly typed a couple paragraphs in the five minute time frame that I had, (I'm surprised I even typed that quickly with no errors at all), and turned in my work and right as I did, the bell rang and I felt relieved that I got out of the classroom. I grabbed my can of soda and drank the last bit before throwing it away in the hallway trashcan. Petra talked to Eren, showing him around. He took an awful long time to get around when we got outside because he kept staring at everything, even the rain that was coming down.

"-Actually I need to head to the ladies room so Levi will take care of the tour to our next class." She nudged me as she passed by us.

Eren stooped down and got real close to the blades of grass. I shook my head and watched as some students walk by and comment about it being weird and some even laughed. Eren was oblivious to all of it.

Which was basically how his first day at Trost high went.

Petra, Eren, and I went back to her house and she made us coffee. Well, she served him, but Eren was in his room. Petra dragged me over to where he was. Almost making me spill my coffee. I sighed. "What the fuck Petra."

His room was so brightly lit despite his hunter green curtains. His 'official' camera was hanging from the headboard and he had frames of him and Petra in their younger years, his mother, and his dad, along with a big Canon XF300 Professional Camcorder. This kid really likes photography, he even has a video camera. The stack of photos that he managed taking of me while dodging my swings lied on his dresser. Seeing that Eren was talking to Petra, I went through them. I found the one he took of me in the hallway. I can sort of see why he wanted me to model him, but I really do not like people taking pictures of me. I saw a small trashcan in the corner of his room and slowly made my way over to where it was. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I whipped around and looked at the floor, seeing a pen on the ground. Looking up to the both of them and I knew already who threw it. "Eren, don't throw things at me, especially if it's pens."

Petra snickered. Without looking up from his Polaroid camera he spoke. "Don't touch my things and you won't have pens thrown at you, simple." Petra tugged at his shirt. "Eren, I made you coffee, and I even got you a chocolate flavored coffee creamer. Go, it's in the fridge."

His face brightened up."Really?" He bolted out of the room.

Petra looked back at me. "I don't think I like it so much that you are not at all fond of my cousin."

"Oh come on, I don't hate him. I just feel annoyed that he's in basically in love with the idea of me in front of the lens."

Petra smiled and looked away.

"What." I asked flatly.

"Nothing, nothing."

"Petra, you're phone is ringing!" Eren called from the kitchen.

I followed her as she ran to her phone. Because I am obviously the only one sane, I walked. I cautiously walked into the kitchen, no seeing Eren at first but when I whipped around he was there with the camera pointed at me. "No, no, not again."

"I just want the eyes this time." Eren said, his face hidden by the camera, but I saw the smirk form on his lips. "Wait, no, stay here. I need my other camera." He ran so fast that he almost crashed into the wall. He came back with the black Canon camera and did something with the settings. He positioned it directly aligned with my eyes. He stood in front of my doing absolutely, and then I rolled my eyes and right before I did that Eren pressed something that made the flash shutter speed go a billion times right in front of me. I reached for him but he quickly moved and ran to his room, locking the door. I heard him open his laptop up. I sighed knowing that he was looking at the pictures he took. Petra gave me a questioning look as she listening to whoever was on the phone.

"Comment sont ses yeux cette belle? Il est irréel!" He exclaimed.

All too quickly I fell into his room because the door swung open. Eren looked down at me. "You need to be careful Levi; you'll get hurt if you lean on people's doors."

I grumbled as I got up and pushed him hard. I couldn't help but smile inside as he stumbled back and fell on his ass with an 'Oof!'

He scrunched up his nose at me. "My camera could have broken, have some consideration." He blinked hard and got up. He looked down at me. I was literally so done with him, it was kind of funny. He quickly took a picture of me and walked off, dragging me along so I wouldn't touch anything in his room. Petra was still on the phone, which was sort of worrying me because that caused for me to interact with this kid.

Eren looked at me as he drank his coffee. He smiled. "You are highly photogenic,"

"Stop with that Eren."

He only answered with a smile. "Come on, don't hate me forever, I don't I will be able to handle that. I did nothing wrong to you-"

"OH REALLY? Eren, you made the starting of class fifteen minutes late, you got me kicked out of class, and then you took a million pictures of me. But oh no, you did nothing wrong." I crossed my arms.

He chuckled. "I still don't hate you."

I made a face at him and he smiled. I think that there was something wrong with him, or maybe it was me. Those eyes were saying something to me, I couldn't tell what it was, and I did not understand them at all. He smiled at almost anything I'd do. What is it that he was trying to tell me? He's been looking at me like this since he entered the classroom. I didn't feel right, because he was acting so weird and I don't even know him.

"What's your favorite color?" He asked me.

I stayed silent, deciding whether I should answer or not. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Maroon."

Eren smile again. "Just like the hoodie you are wearing. It's beautiful, the color."

I shrugged and looked at the counter. My eyebrows furrowed when I saw a little drop of coffee on the counter. I huffed and went to go get the cleaning supplies. I unzipped my jacket. Eren blinked at me. I got the Windex and paper towels. Petra glanced up. "Hey, I got to go Levi's cleaning." She hung up and went over to where we were. She stood next to Eren. "You okay, Levi?" Petra asked.

"There was a mess of coffee on the counter. If it doesn't get cleaned, the counter becomes sticky and I will not allow that." I looked at them as I sprayed Windex all over the counter top and then looked down to wipe it down. Eren giggled and told Petra something in her ear. She left and then came back. I sighed, knowing she went and got the Polaroid; I stopped cleaning and looked at Eren. "What can I do to make you stop taking pictures of me? It's literally annoying."

"Tout ce que vous faites doit être capturé." He smiled and I swear for a moment I saw a light shade of pink go across his cheeks. "Vous êtes parfait."

"Look Eren, this is my 'I'm going to kill you in your sleep' face take a good look." I gritted. Eren's eyes widened in shock. He moved being Petra. "Petra, he's scary." He said in mock fear and raised his Polaroid and snapped a picture of me. "Okay, I promise you, I'm done for today, alright?"

"One more time and I'll end you." I snapped. He chuckled and placed his Polaroid in the case he had for in and put it in the corner of the counter.

"Become friends with my cousin, damnit." Petra demanded.

I put a hand on my chest. "What? Me? I am so friends with your cousin." I grabbed Eren and squeezed him hard enough to make him whimper. "Best friends, see?" I almost gritted my teeth saying that. I took one hand and grabbed his chin and pointed it to Petra. "See his excitement? Amazing."

Petra burst out laughing. "You're going to bruise his face." She thought for a second. "I'm going to the store, stay here and don't fight." My jaw dropped slightly because I knew exactly what she was doing. I sighed loudly when the door closed. Eren just gave me an amused look. "Simply despising how you have to be in the same area as me, right? Don't you just hate it?"

He put a hand on my head. I lashed out at him and he grabbed my hands to push me away and he ran away. I chased him around the house until I could no longer find him and gave up. I went into the living room and lied on the couch. A few moments later, darkness surrounded my eyes. I raised my hands up until I felt something soft that seemed to be haired so hair and I pulled on it hard.

Eren screamed. "OW! FUCK! LET GO LEVI!" He whimpered. I did, but grabbed his collar and pulled him over the couch. He yelped as he was slammed onto the carpet. Eren crossed his arms over his face. He groaned and cursed. "Shit." He whispered.

I pulled the dark colored blanket off of my face. Eren slowly got up and went to the other side of the couch. He grabbed the couch pillow and slammed it into my face. It wouldn't have hurt if I had had my eyes closed, so because I did, it hurt like Hell. I rubbed the pain out of my eyes. I huffed loudly looking into Eren's grumpy little face. I shouldn't have found it sort of cute how someone like him could have that expression in his face, but I did and I don't know what to think about that.

"So you failed at trying to get me to bond with your cousin." I muttered to Petra.

Eren sat on the counter watching us. "Levi told me he wanted to fight me too."

"No I did not, you dumbass."

"Yes, and he chased me around the house too. But it's okay Levi," He smiled at me. "I don't hate you; I know that all that is filled up in the small little body of yours is anger."

"How do people live with you, you're so-"
Petra stopped me with a glare and I closed my mouth, turned away with my arms crossed, and walked out. I felt Eren behind me. "Aw. Does wittle Wevi need a hug?"

"Touch me and you die." I mumbled.

Eren only giggled and he tightly grabbed to pull me back into the kitchen. I sighed as I heard Petra laugh at me. "Everyone here is against me,"

"No, we all love you Levi. " Petra said. "Oh, and another thing, Ymir and Annie are going to come over in a few minutes, along with Jean and Krista."

"Why?"

"Cause they felt like it and I asked them too? Or did you forget that I had friends?"

I pursed my lips. "You don't need them, you have me."

"You're right, but sometimes you are too much to handle, especially when you hate my dear cousin." Petra smiled.

"Are you kidding? I just love your annoying, dear cousin." I sighed right after because Eren wasn't letting go of me.

Eren was the one who smiled this time. "And I love your short angry friend." He told Petra.

"Great! You guys will eventually get along then, it's inevitable." Petra made a small clap with her hands and turned back to the stove.

Eren looked at me with those unreadable eyes again. I struggled away from him but his grip only got tighter. I sighed once again. "Je peux sentir votre rythme cardiaque va plus vite." He whispered and I felt him smile when he pressed his face in my hair. I looked at Petra who smiled at me. Eren let me go after ten years and went to his room, bringing his Polaroid with him. I looked at Petra.

"What is your cousin's problem?"

"Shh... I think he likes you a little." Petra whispered.

I made a face. "I'm not playing these games Petra."

"Levi, I'm not stupid, and I know my cousin really well. I can tell when he's onto a liking with someone, even if it does happen rarely. I've seen it before. Only this time, it is a lot. Please try not to be so mean to him, he hasn't been in a relationship before, so don't give him a heartbreak."

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm not going to go out with your cousin, Petra."

Petra gave me that smile she always gives me when she doesn't believe something I say is true. I rolled my eyes and at her, reached over, and pulled a lock of her hair. With a small 'ow' coming from her, I turned her back to the stove. "Do something useful other than making assumptions that will not come true."

Petra snickered at me, so I walked away and stopped in front of Eren's room. He was setting up his video camera stand and opened his window. It was still drizzling outside, and he turned the camera towards the window. I took a few steps in so that I was a little bit passed his doorway. I looked around and actually noticed some nice pictures of Paris, all of them being perfectly clear. I came across the photo of a small child and a woman. I blinked a few times and realized it was Eren and I'm sure the woman holding him was his mother. I picked up the frame quietly, since I didn't want him to know that I was looking at things in his room. Eren looked a lot like his mother. Though the eyes were different, they facial structure was exactly the same. The hair color was also the same.

I glanced at Eren who was still putting his camera in angle. "Parfait." He finally stood back and looked through the view finder. "First day in Trost." He announced after turned the record button on. He looked at his watch and nodded. Eren turned his head to where I was. "One day I met this French baker who kicked me out of his shop for taking pictures of the food he made and not buying anything. I returned the next day."

"Must have been tragic," I said.

"It was," He closed the door. "My mom would always tell me not to disturb any of the shop owners and bakers, but I was just a young kid with a camera, what was I supposed to know?" He picked up the pen he threw at me earlier from the floor. "I always listened to her though, I was a good child, I swear." He smiled.

It was silent for a few moments before I noticed that something was playing in his room. "Eren what is that noise?"

"Bossa Nova. Not my main nor favorite music genre but, it's nice to have. Like for background music."

"Why, what do you listen to?"

"Alternative and Indie Rock." He said. My eyebrows shot in surprise. Trying not to look interested, I shrugged. Well I can say that I found something in common with him. He opened a drawer and pulled out a couple of CD's. The Neighborhood, Arctic Monkeys, and Cage the Elephant. My nose flared as he handed them to me. "You can play them if you want, the CD player to over there," He pointed to a black, rectangular looking CD player. I pressed the 'stop' button and opened the lid to pop the CD out. I carefully put the Arctic Monkey AM album in and pressed 'play'. I had to suppress a smile when I heard the beginning of 'Do I Wanna Know?' begin to start. I knew Eren was watching me, I felt his eyes on me. I also felt the Polaroid point at me because it wasn't on the nightstand like it was when I first walked into the room.

Turning my head to look over my shoulder, I saw him smiling. "Just one more for today, Mr. Highly Un-Photogenic."

And 'snap' went the camera.

Have you got color in your cheeks?
Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift
The type that sticks around like something in your teeth?
Are there some aces up your sleeve?
Have you no idea that you're in deep?
I dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep?
'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep
Spilling drinks on my settee

- Do I Wanna Know? Arctic Monkeys