Nothing irritated Armin more, than everyone grouping him and his childhood friend Eren together whenever she did something wrong.

"Look assholes! I'm not her keeper, we just grew up together!" He snapped at a group of kids gathered around him and Eren at their lockers. She stood there, chest puffed out and eyes narrowed in a glare while Armin stood beside her, his own eyes narrowed in a cruel hatefulness. The kids looked bemused by how similar Eren and him were, which only made him more agitated over the whole situation regarding Eren.

Armin growled reaching his daily limit, and grabbed the first kid in his line of sight. He raised his fist up and slammed it in the kid's face, only to be tackled by the other kids. Eren stared in shock and watched as her best friend fought off the others, one by one.

She was shocked mostly because her childhood best friend, Armin Arlert, used to be the sweetest kid alive, but he was always being bullied. And then one day, something happened to him and he started to become mean, and stopped talking with her and Mikasa and he became even more distant when his grandfather died. His grandfather was all he had left and it left a big hole in his chest.

Eren regretted not being with Armin when he started going through all the pain and suffering. And she was sure he resented her for it, which only hurt her more.

"Hey knock it off! I'm the one who started it! What, are you afraid of a girl kicking your asses?" Eren snapped suddenly, pulling a kid off Armin. He shot her a dark glare before shoving another kid off him and straightening up. The kids on the ground all froze and backed away from around him. The others helped their friends up and scattered down the hallway as a teacher came wandering down.

"Why'd you do that Eren, i could have handled it." Armin snapped, walking off with his books to class. Eren just stood there in surprise, her eyes wide with hurt. How could you Armin… why are you pushing me away still?

Armin sat through his classes all day, fuming from the morning fight. He decided to zone out since he was the top in his grade and didn't even need to study.

When the bell rang, he got up and walked out without a word to anyone around him. As he walked down the hallway, his arm was grabbed and he instantly twisted the foreign limb, glaring into two wide gold flaked eyes. "Marco. What the hell did i say about grabbing me like that, you ass!" He snapped. Marco smiled apologetically and shook his head.

"Sorry about that Armin, but um. You seem more moody than usual. Did you get into another fight?" Marco asked kindly. Armin stopped walking for a minute and glared at the ground.

"It's that stupid girl's fault. She is always picking fights and i'm always the one to end them." He growled low. Marco nodded and patted Armin's back lightly.

"I think it's because there is some other motive to you fighting for her. You know what i mean Armin?" Marco murmured.

Armin froze up and turned on Marco with a dark glint in his eyes. He reached out, and curled his fingers into Marco's collar, pulling him dangerously close. "Are you saying that you fucking think i'm in…," He stopped, and released Marco. His face blank and eyes wide.

Marco let out a sharp breath, watching his friend assess the sudden new thought. He was actually quite surprised his brooding short friend hadn't thought of it before this mention. Armin only stood there, going pale at the stuttering thought.

Am i in… with Eren…?