So, I read this story a couple of months ago and fell in love with it. I was extremely saddened when Blessende took it down, and I realized that it was still saved on my tablet so I started typing this up for a friend, and thought that I should share it with everyone!
Please don't attack me with flames that I didn't write this. I know I didn't.
So onto the story!
Searching For Levi was written by Blessende.
I don't own SNK or SFL.
Earth, 2013
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Chapter- 1- Promise
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"Assignments are due by the twenty sixth. Merci beaucoup." he heard someone say in a thick French accent. A hand tugged at his sleeve, trying to wake him up. Eren gave a mean spirited growl, and he swatted away the intruder's hand in annoyance. There was a faint drumming in his head, and Eren buried his dark brown hair under an elbow, inching away from the hand. Twenty sixth, he mumbled in a sleep daze.
Why did that sound familiar, all too familiar?
Of all the dates, what was so significant about this single day in the calendar?
His subconscious delved deeper into the shelves of memory, searching for the date and a conversation to connect with. He remember a figure leaning against the kitchen cabinet, drinking tea and holding the cup by its rim. It was one of his quirks, Eren remembered. One of his many quirks that Eren had found endearing and definitely, among the easier ones to endure.
"Six months," a voice came from those surly, thin lips. "You'll be gone for six months?"
Yeah, he remembered now...for there was forever a frown placed on those same lips.
"Admit it," Eren paused and gave the man a warm smile. "You're going to miss me," his turquoise green eyes lighting up in a amusement.
"Miss you?" echoed the older man as he scratched his clean shaven chin in nonchalance. "Good riddance is all I'm thinking. I won't have you nagging at me, won't have to share my bed with a clumsy oaf, won't have to endure your bad breath in the morning. Or your lame ass cooking. I'm looking forward to the next six months, thank you very much," he spoke dryly, eyeing the curtains as if he wanted the mauve fabric to spontaneously combust.
Eren paused, considering him quietly. Three years and they could read each other without speaking. Three years and words remained unsaid. And right then, he sensed the frustration ebbing behind the mask. Sighing, Eren got up and walked over to the older man, pulling the cup away from those thin lips. Eren lowered his head to place a chaste kiss on them instead.
There was a grunt in reply...but there were no protests.
Eren tasted the remnants of the tea: a sliver of lemon, cardamom and that funny herb of their world called iquan.
"October twenty sixth. I'll be here...by then," Eren stressed. He nipped between the words and held his partner's stormy grey eyes.
"Is that a fucking promise?" the man asked, looking cross.
"Yeah," Eren replied. "It's a promise."
The twenty sixth, Eren mumbled in his sleep.
"Shitttt! The twenty sixth!" he yelled, sitting up in alarm.
Dishevelled hair sticking out at odd angles, eyes bleary and tired, Eren blinked and realised where exactly he was. Thirty odd pair of eyes were fixed on him. Make that thirty one, if you counted the fruity assistant professor who taught them Advanced Mechanics. There was a deafening silence, and he saw Connie struggling to hold in his snickers. The ashbrown numbskull Jean Kirstein turned and flashed him a smug little thumbs up. Eren resisted the urge to flash his middle finger; he had other things to worry about. For the silence broke with a crack.
The professor had snapped a chalk in two, the man looking clearly annoyed. The professor slammed his thick tome shut and his nostrils flared.
Fuck...I am doomed, Eren thought. Doomed like Gollum falling into Mount Doom.
The brunet felt a nudge of the elbow and discovered Armin beside him.
"Great going Einstein. I've been trying to wake you up for the last hour," the blond hissed. "And you decide to wake up now? Look," Armin said, giving a pointed nudge towards the front. "-you've made the whole class mad!"
Eren turned his attention to his brethren, smiling sheepishly at all of them.
"Uh, sorry?" He offered.
The professor wasn't the least bit amused.
"Yes, the assignments are due on the twenty sixth. Do you have a problem with the deadline, Mr. Jaeger?" asked the man, glaring at him over his pince nez.
"N-No, of course not, sir."
"Good. You may get away with absenteeism, Mr. Jaeger but you can't weasel out of my assignments. You hear me?"
"Y-Yes!" replied Eren energetically.
The professor collected his papers and left the final year classroom in a huff. The other students turned and gave Eren looks of disbelief and began to shuffle out, muttering under their breaths about what a pain-in-the-ass Jaeger was. Always sleeping in class, who the hell did the idiot think he was. Eren pressed the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh. He'd dozed off in class. Again. It was the third time this week.
Ever the compassionate friend, Armin passed his notes with a sigh.
The brunet glanced at the neat handwriting, at the intricate diagrams, highlighted passages and clean bullets. He felt a pang of guilt. he returned the notes to his short friend and shook his head resolutely.
"No Armin. I won't sponge on you this time. I will pull an all nighter and get it done. I swear I will."
Armin smiled.
"You sure you can do it?"
"I gotta try."
"So, what's special about the twenty sixth?" the blond asked, as they left the amphitheater classroom.
Eren let slip a small smile.
"Oh. I'm going home."
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Titan World- A glimpse
Titan- A planet in the galaxy Andromeda, 2.5 million light years from Earth, revolving around a dwarf sun in the later stages of its life cycle. It is three times the size of Earth's moon. Greenish in colour due to its thick atmosphere of methane, ethane clouds, nitrogen and the bare minimum of oxygen needed for survival. Not to be confused with Titan, Saturn's moon but the two share the same attributes.
Water- No presence of liquid water on the surface. All water is drilled from Titan's undergound later through aqueducts and water rigs. There are no oceans and seas as we know it. THere are hydrocarbon lakes, which fuel Titan's scientific development and progress.
Bubble Cities- Skyscraper cities which house sixty percent of Titan's population. Weather controlled, self-sustained by the floating plantations. Administration setup has a mayor for every city as proxy, but all laws passed by the central Military State headed by Darius Zachlay. Examples of Bubble city- Sina, Trost, Stonehess.
Subpar- The terrain outside the bubble cities are barren, though clusters of habitation have formed in pockets. These clusters are outside State jurisdiction. The gender ratio is warped in Titan, especially in subpar regions, favouring the male child 1000:762. Population is floating and has a higher index of crime. There is no presence of Titan's Army wings- PeaceCorp and Military Police here. But members of MP are often spotted to be visiting for investigation leads, pleasure and leisure. Examples of Subpar- Shiganshina, Maria, Belemoth.
Time- There are twenty hours in a day. Dials on every clock range from hours one to ten. Dwarf sun rises in the east at six in the morning and sets by two.
Temperature- Temperatures vary from mild hot to extreme cold depending on the location. Bubble cities have been granted an artificial sun but the subpar regions face the brunt of extreme temperatures.
Physical terrain- Cryovolcanoes, Hydrocarbon lake, Craters, Desert land, Floating Plantation and sporadic aquifers (oasis). Like the water cycle on Earth, Titan has a methane cycle. pH is on the lower side; pH=5. Rain is acidic 97% of the time.