I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin in any way or form, nope, not at all.
Trigger warning, this fanfic will contain cannon typical violence, an obscene amount of swearing (Courtesy of Levi) and mentions of mental ilnesses.
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"Damn it"
Levi cursed, snapping the lighter shut, his unlit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, he scoffed and turned his head upwards, looking at the contaminated night sky, not even one star was visible.
"Levi, you need to get back inside" the dark haired man was snapped out of his thoughts by a voice coming from behind him, Erwin was poking his head out of the back door of a nearby building, his blond hair and blue eyes contrasting horribly with the darker surroundings.
Levi sighed, pinching his nose before nodding. "Fine. Lead the fucking way" he grumbled, keeping the cigarette in between his lips and pointedly ignoring the amused look the blond was wearing no doubt because of his swearing.
With his hands inside his pockets and steps heavier than they normally were, Levi followed Erwin inside the Police Office, his eyes falling into any place not thoroughly cleaned, surprisingly, he didn't comment, which seemed to be something Erwin picked on.
"You really feel that bothered by this interrogation?" The blond asked softly once they were before the door to a small room.
Levi made a point to not let his eyes wander towards the double sided mirror that would let him see who exactly was inside, and shrugged, taking the unlit cigarette between his fingers and flicking it towards the nearest trashcan.
"Work is work, and there isn't one damn thing I can do about it" he said while slipping his jacket off.
Erwin's smile looked more like a grimace now "Just, remember to stick to the plan"
Levi hummed in response, already walking towards the white, closed door, he stopped just before it, taking in a long yet silent breath before stepping forward, throwing it open in an unnecessarily violent fashion, no doubt as part of his intimidation tactic.
The face that greeted Levi did nothing but annoy him, the man sitting inside was still the very same as the last time he had seen him. Tanned, tall, lean and even smiling the same nervous smile he had always shown him.
But the thing that caught Levi's attention the most were the man's eyes, a bluish green, shinning with hidden mirth and an unwavering, unending, almost not quite sane, determination that might even be considered terrifying to others.
The sight of him, Him, sitting on that chair, handcuffs joining his hands together and to the table, it… it felt wrong to Levi, which did nothing more than make him even angrier.
Levi gritted his teeth and strode forward, slamming both hands into the desk, feeling a small ounce of satisfaction when the man's muscles tensed in surprise, he could still make him react like before then.
"Corporal." Greeted Eren, smile looking slightly wider but no less nervous than before, his eyes still sparkling, as if he hadn't done anything wrong, as if he hadn't murdered all of those people in cold blood-
"Corporal?"
The questioning tone snapped him out of his thoughts, and he glared at Eren, feeling superior at being able to look down at someone for once.
"I have told you before you bastard, I'm not a corporal, nor will I ever be, so stop calling me that, if anything, you should refer to me as inspector, you shit" He growled.
Eren merely shrugged, not at all bothered by his cursing.
"Sure thing. Corporal" That shit was messing with him, he even had the audacity of breaking into a wide grin, speaking to him as if they were the best of friends.
"So, how have ya been Kiddo?
The nickname irked Levi, it was nothing but a subtle way of reminding him of his age, of how the man before him was a full decade older than him, his senior.
"The one asking the questions here is me, so you will only speak when answering, otherwise I won't hold back, Are we clear you bastard?"
Eren raised one eyebrow but nodded nonetheless, leaning back into his – no doubt uncomfortable- chair. Levi simply closed his eyes and took a big breath, taking a sit before Eren mere moments after.
"Name?"
"Awww, come one Levi, you really don't remember?"
The smack produced by Levi backhanding Eren resounded through the small room, yet the green eyed man merely leaned back again, his hands not even moving in an attempt to still the aching that would no doubt cover one side of his face for at least a few hours.
No, Eren simply smirked at Levi, an expression so full of the knowledge of… something that it made the inspector almost strike again.
The bastard did always have a ridiculously high amount of pain tolerance.
"I will ask one more time, Name?"
Eren looked as if he wanted to keep going with the smart remarks but thought better of it at the last second.
"Eren Jeager."
"Age?"
"Thirty Four"
"Now, tell me, why are you here exactly"
"I have absolutely no idea, really" Eren stilled for a second, as if hesitating about what he was going to say "Maybe the Corporal just loves to see me in chains?"
The next backhand was strong enough to actually break Eren's lip, the swelling on his face would be no doubt really impressive to look at, yet Eren was just smiling, all traces of nervousness gone from the expression.
Levi really didn't want to see it, but he did, the way Eren's breathing quickened for just a second, the dilating of his pupils, the way he quenched his hands around the chain connecting the handcuffs.
This sick fucker was enjoying this.
This sick motherfucker was actually doing it on purpose.
Levi wanted to wash his hands so very badly, but he just clenched his teeth and kept talking.
"You are held account for more than ten murders and are a prime suspect in at least another dozen missing person cases" Levi started, intently watching Eren, looking for a reaction.
"That amounts to easily a lifetime in jail and in the case your lawyer doesn't like you or is an incompetent piece of shit, a death sentence."
Eren merely shrugged, tilting his head to one side, staring at Levi as if he was nothing but a small, particularly stupid child.
Deep breaths Ackerman, auto control, auto control.
"Now, regarding this, my boss had an offer that might interest you" Levi leaned back, crossing both arms over his chest while glaring at the other man.
"Oh?"
"If you behave yourself instead of being a little shit, and cooperate with answering some questions we can guarantee a life sentence"
"Pfff" Eren threw his head back and laughed, just… laughed, this fucker, it was obviously all a game for him. Levi didn't hit him again only because he knew that Eren would be expecting it.
"What seems to be so funny, you bastard?" Levi asked, his voice sounding more like a growl than anything else.
"Ahh, Corporal, it's just too funny, that you would really think I would rather spend my life behind bars than die a free death. It's honestly hilarious"
Levi was really this, this, close to flipping the table, but the man interrupted his actions when he spoke once again.
"Ahh I'm sorry corporal, I formally apologize, that was extremely rude of me" Eren said, head hung down, his giggles still dying out.
Levi had honestly no idea if he was being made fun of or not, which did nothing for his already terrible, terrible anger.
"Okay, lets hear it then, what do you want to know?" Eren finally asked, leaning forward while resting his forearms on the table, wrists as separated as the chains allowed them to be.
This was going to be a really long night.