Author's Notes (Best not to be skipped): Breaking tradition, here is the first SnK fanfic. In all truth, I had prepared a different story, but the way I began writing this, I felt that it didn't stick as a beginning to the other story so I ended up creating a different series. Enjoy!

Take Notice:

This story is a Yaoi (male x male). This means that the homosexual relationship(s) between males is (are) illustrated.

If you're particularly young or aren't familiar/comfortable with this topic then I suggest you do not proceed to read this story/chapter.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Anime or the Characters! This work is for entertaining purposes only; I obviously make no profit from this.

All rights go to the creator: Hajime Isayama.

The only thing(s) that I DO OWN are the Idea (behind the story) and the story itself.

You, my friend(s), have been both informed and warned.

"C-Captain! I love you! Please, please be my-"

Receiving a punch today, like any other day, this confession was a failure as well for Eren.

Tch...What am I to do? This is the thirty-second time this month... or was it the thirty-third? Even I've lost count. And as if this wasn't enough, the soldiers have actually started to bet on it. This is becoming a real problem.

Ever since Eren's first confession to Levi, around 2 months ago, and his first rejection as well, he has been running around like crazy, trying to prove himself to the captain.

The first few times he had confessed, Levi had thought of it as some joke but with time- and with the continuously escalating problematic behaviour of Eren- he had been convinced that his kouhai's feelings were somewhat genuine. He had been convinced of this, and with him, almost the entire population of the remaining walls.

At first, he simply silently watched me from behind trees, and then he started stalking me. After that he confessed and from then on it had only gotten worse.

Cookies, flowers, ties, socks, biscuits, cakes and more flowers, and so on and so forth, those were the types of gifts Eren brought to his sweet heart. Until one, or so, week ago when they just suddenly levelled up.

Suddenly, instead of flowers, Eren planted a whole garden of red roses in front of Levi's window. Instead of socks and ties, he brought him closets worth of clothes. Instead cookies and biscuits...he had brought him his own private chef.

And then there were the horses that he regularly brought to the captain. Well, in their case, they were indeed excellent breeds and quite helpful. In contrast to the titan heads Eren ripped out and offered to Levi as a "token of his love".

"C-captain...May I come in?"

"As long as you don't say anything stupid."

"No! I...I've brought you a gift."

It was a weird thing really. Humanity's strongest soldier...frightened by the word "gift". And if not scared, then he certainly flinched in its sound and sweated, even more so when Eren shone with happiness and had a smile that reached to his ears.

That meant that he was satisfied with the gift, which usually translated into the gift being: a) a horse and b) a titan's head.

"Hurry it up. I have some business to attend to."

"Yes Captain!" the young boy glittered and presented his gift.

"Here she is!"

"...Excuse me?"

"Well...um, Captain, I want you to have my sister! She is perfect really! Even if you don't love me you are bound to love my sister!"

Now this, this had really frightened him. This made him want to run away. Quite literary. He would have preferred to fight against a horde of titans all alone than face Eren's psychosis.

"Mikasa..." he hesitantly said, almost shuttering.

"Not a word Captain." She growled.

"...Eren, this is fine. You can go. We... We will talk later. Oh, and take Miss Ackerman with you."

Upon shutting the door, Levi just sunk into his chair with a look of despair in his face and placed his trembling hand in his head, rubbing his forehead and cheek with three of his fingers with a look that clearly read "This can't be happening to me".

Just at the thought of what would be next in Eren's line of "gifts" gave Levi goose bumps.

... I can't allow this to continue any further.

He thought with a rather decisive look and pulled a sheet of paper from his drawer.

"Rook, come in. Take this to the leader. Don't give it to anyone else, no matter who it is. Do you understand me?"

"Yes sir!"

"Oh, and Rook, in case they don't let you...tell them it involves Eren."

"...Yes sir."

Now, how should I deal with him? Punch him? Kick him? Maybe I should just go on ahead and castrate him. No, no, that's not a solution. He is stupid so he certainly won't mind.

Levi kept on debating the topic in his mind for many more hours. Coming up with a solution and then rejecting it, and then coming up with another. He kept on brainstorming until the sun had set.

In the end, he gave away a sigh and sunk even deeper into his chair with a tired expression when he heard the knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Sir, I have a letter for you from the leader."

"Read it."

"Yes sir. Ahem...

To: Captain Levi Ackerman,

I have received knowledge from you and have discussed this topic with my colleagues. In all truth, you are essential to us in our fight against the titans. The day you will take reign over and lead humanity back to its rightful place isn't far.

Maybe I shouldn't be saying this, but I, personally, feel that you are much more valuable to our fight than any of us old men.

That being said, it is true that Eren's problematic behaviour cannot be ignored. In that notion of thought, we have decided to release you of your duties until this matter has been taken care of.

In regards... "

"...perfect..."

"It can't be this bad sir..."

"I don't know what to do with him. I've been frying my brain over this matter for hours now."

"Sir, I do not mean to sound arrogant in saying this but...why don't you just...you now, give him what he wants. Eren seems to have some romantic feelings for you. Even if they're genuine, which we do not know, he is still a teenager. When I was his age I thought my neighbour's cat wanted to cut my hair. What I'm trying to say is, puberty is a complicated matter. Maybe if you were to give him what he wants he would have an epiphany or something? Maybe he would realize that it's only his testosterone speaking."

"Since when did you become an expert in puberty?"

"...Excuse me sir, but I happen to have gone through it."

"So it is heard."

"...Normally you should have too. But, I guess such things are easy to be forgotten after so many years..."

"Rook."

"Yes, Captain. I apologize." His kouhai said and moved towards the door.

"-But I'm still right!" he shouted and quickly shut the door, avoiding whatever object Levi threw at him.

Giving in to him... So what am I supposed to do? Take him on dates and hold his hand, telling him how his eyes are like a sea I lose myself into? Or should I write poems and send him flowers?

Even though a solution to his problem appeared to have been found, Levi's worries didn't seem to be decreasing at all.

Screw it.

"Rook, bring Eren Jaeger to me."

...

After about thirty minutes of time Eren walked through the door of Levi's office and hesitantly sat down on a nearby chair.

"You...You asked to see me Captain."

Glaring at him for a second, Levi muttered to himself while frowning. Easier said than done.

Pouring alcohol to his cup, he glanced at Eren one more time and then gulped the whole thing done in one go.

It wasn't an easy matter to ask Levi to become all lovey-dovey with Eren.

"Eren, I understand that you have some feelings for me."

The boy's eyes glimmered and he nodded hysterically.

"And...You think it is love?"

"I don't think Captain! I do love you!"

"WHY?"

"Why? Well...um. You are so cool, and kind and gentle. And you are so collected and strategic! And you are so beautiful when you yell at me whenever I don't wash the dishes properly..."

"..."

"But, what I love the most is seeing you fight! I love how cool-minded you are and how you calmly fly past the titans and just cut them off!"

"Do you realize that I am a man?"

"I know..."

No, you don't know. It's obvious that you don't know. But that's fine. I will show you what you're incapable of realizing. And then, once you have understood and are back to normal... I will work you to death.

Grabbing Eren's chin with his hand, he forced his face downwards and then placed his lips on his.

"You reek of alcohol."

"If you don't like it then leave."

"No! No... It's...It's fine. I don't mind it one bit."

Chapter 1: the end

«To be continued»

Afterword: Not much to say... Just please review and let me hear your thoughts!

I'm working hard on finding a writing style that represents me but in the end the story picks the style. I can't explain it.

Till' next time.