Hello! It has been a long time since I have written anything. I am writing this under a new account and pen name because, well, I want a new start. Shingeki no Kyojin is awesome! I have not felt this excited about an anime ever since Death Note. I found a new love as well: Rivaille/Levi. Fell for him just seconds after he appeared in the anime, -ahem, ahem- I am a hundred per cent sure I am not the only one who has experienced this.

His name is so hard to spell. R.I.V.A.I.L.L.E.

Why I chose this version of his name? That's because I think it is a fancy name.

And, no, I have no fetish for short guys with out-dated hairstyles who kicks like a girl.

-Rivaille death stare at the back-

BEFORE THE CLOCK STRIKES TWELVE

Epilogue

You couldn't believe your ears when he said it. You cleared your throat and shakily asked, "What did you say?"

He turned on his heel before you could even finish the rest of what you have just said. "You heard me. You have until midnight."

You stood there utterly shocked. Your rival, for the very first time, has just dared you to a challenge. Up until today, it has always been you pestering him to acknowledge your skills as a soldier by challenging him to sword fights, 3D Maneuver Gear manipulation, horse-back riding, titan-slashing and even to vine-drinking. Whenever you approach him and dare him to a challenge, he has barely even looked at you. He never as much as said a word that indicated he agreed to it. He never refused either, at least verbally.

You thought him arrogant for ignoring you like he did and mumbled about it all through that night before you finally fell asleep. Of course, you did not expect him to show up at the designated place you set to meet him for the challenge the day after that. As you looked at him with your mouth open, he exchanged it with a bored look in his eyes as if telling you to just get it over with already, because he has more important things to do. This attitude of his pissed you off even more.

All of these challenges, you have almost won. The very first time he defeated you, you were in shambles; distraught, angry and frustrated. The intensity of those feelings increased with every defeat you have experienced.

His challenge was entirely unrelated to anything a soldier would be skilled at. You might have thought he was kidding, but oh no, Lance Corporal Rivaille never jokes around(unless it was about literal poop) That simple fact added more to the unsettling feeling in your gut. You leaned on the wall for support. Your heart pounded uncomfortably against your chest. The anxiety you feel at this moment was even worse than when you first headed outside the walls to join the Scouting Legion in one of their many missions.

'Is this really happening?' you asked yourself mentally.

You heard him alright, but it was too hard to believe.

Lance Corporal Rivaille has just dared you to give him a passionate kiss. That is before the clock strikes twelve. If you did, he will acknowledge you as one of the best soldiers humanity ever had.

That does not make sense… at all. What is this, Cinderella?

What the hell?