Levi viewed Eren from the corner of his narrowed eyes, with his maneuvering gear in full motion, the boy, Eren swung from tree to tree, barely missing multiple branches in the eye, then deliberately slamming into the trunk of an oak. But afterwards got up wearily and continued his trek.
It was an expedition, beyond the walls, just like any other the Survey Corps routinely maintained in pursuance of any penetrable information concerning the giants - Titans, they were named, in which have doomed their land for as long as history recorded and forced humanity to hide in order to avoid all out extinction.
Impetuous pig... Levi kept his watch precise on the boy in a corporation cape who was busy hurting himself more consistently than he was the Titans. He sighed in impatience.
Levi felt a staggering heat overcome his surroundings and without a single glance in the direction, he blindly swung towards the target and a whirling mass was met with a red burst that splashed onto his coat, in which disintegrated almost an instant after it stained.
The commander spit in utter disgust and wiped his iron blades on a nearby leaf. He regained his vision on Eren, who was distinguishable from his battle cries that rang across the forest in deep tremulous waves. The boy was charging recklessly towards a fifteen meter class, who had its attention fixed on his flying figure.
Levi groaned as he proceeded to save his new recruit's ass once again. He ran across an ample extended branch and leaped off gracefully, landing on the Titan's exposed neck.
"You're very stupid, you know." He traced his blades on the giant's temple. "About to be maimed and still so very stupid. Maybe if you'll grow a brain in that large empty head of yours you'll finally stand a chance against us."
Along that word he slashed the nape as grimly as possible.
Eren landed with a hollow thump next to Levi, his expression rigid like always, he murmured into him, "Thanks. I could've destroyed him, you know."
Levi remained expressionless but thought to himself, impulsive twat...
The last time Levi had called someone that, it had been so long ago. The memories were hidden inside the young but timeworn mind, piled under everything Levi could gather in order for the experiences to disappear, go away, pretend they never happened. But once in a while, they recaptured strength and pushed through the years in which they've been buried under. And Levi wouldn't be able to stop it.
Just like they were beginning to now.
"You're such an impulsive twat, Ryoh!" Their grade teacher had taunted a chuckling boy with hair as golden as a glimmer of sunset who was leaning back against his chair.
No, this wasn't the time of his memories, if you were wondering. Levi had been seated dully in his stool, yearning for the retirement of their lesson. His eyes squinted at his pencil that he'd been using as cognitive tool, it spun rapidly in the grasp of his nimble though tenacious fingers. Flipped expertly without any vital concentration, Levi blew the strand of hair that had been lying unproperly in front of his face.
Nothing should be improper.
Proper. That's how things should be, in order, or else hell will wreak havoc.
"Levi." His teacher's stern and evidently aggravated perked his attention.
"Hm?"
"Levi, I want you to tell me the works of a two axled wagon. Can you do that?"
"Transporting all excessive or essential goods and battle provisions. Those wounded in battle severely enough that they've been deprived of the walking." Levi's eyes drooped in boredom, it was noticeable in his tone also. "And all the criminally guilty. But you knew that already. Have you consulted the useless textbooks those moronic educational advisers provided?"
He was greeted by a distraught though contained reaction from the woman standing before him. "Levi, don't you dare speak that way to me or to our advisers, they were the ones that made sure of your wonderful education! Apologize at once, young man."
"Why don't you stop talking shit about our worthless government. Afterwards, I'll apologize for sure."
Levi felt a hand swipe painfully over his left cheek, and a loud thwack that preceded it. His teacher had slapped him. He felt the aching bruise start to form and, ugh, that would be ugly and distasteful to tend.
He bellowed a deep sigh and regarded his teacher's angry expression directed at him.
"I'm sorry for insulting you." His teacher let out an exasperated huff of contentment "I'll make sure to make it so that your feeble mind won't be able to intercept it next time.
"Corporal Levi?"
"Hm?"
Eren looked concerned, if the expression was moldable with his forever furrowed features.
"Are you feeling okay, sir?"
"Does it seem otherwise..." Levi avoided the sight of his green blue eyes that had always bundled a profusion of sensitivity.
"N-No, sir, you just ignored the world for a bit before. I was wondering if you were okay... Never mind, sir." Eren began to walk away form the cold officer. But a hand grabbed out and clasped firmly on his shoulder. "Huh?"
"Follow me. That's an order, follow it and me." Levi turned on his heels. He didn't have a clue where he was leading the trainee. It was the time and silence he needed, to.. Think things through. Rebury some too.
The seats at the headmaster's office were filthy and Levi resented having to touch them. But he hadn't wanted avoidable trouble to stir, so he didn't fight his orders to meet here at once.
His headmaster was having a vigorous discussion in which resembled something close to a dispute that rang through the certainly not soundproof wooden walls that separated their rooms. He had heard every word as clearly as the skies got sometimes, which showed that Levi was in a moderate amount of hardship, somewhat around the quantity he occasionally got into.
He was somewhat used to it.
Quite alarmingly , the creaky door swung open as a gruff and considerably big and a grave man, not treated kindly with age walked out. The door closed with startling slam.
"Student Levi, you do understand how many times is enough right?" His headmaster looked more annoyed than enraged. "Seven times, you've managed to get slapped. Seven. When should we expect this engagement to stop? Levi? I'm asking you quite desperately. Rules are there for you to follow them! Not to outsmart or disobey or loophole around."
Levi wiped the spit that had splattered onto his face from the professor, completely disregarding his motives.
"Do you understand, my boy?" The headmaster's face was inches away from his own, penetrating through his comfort zone. So he flung the liquid that was the spit itself coated on his fingers towards the old man's eyes.
A piercing scream of aggravation erupted from the haggard man as his father advanced to attempt to calm the him down.
His father turned around,withholding an almost murderous look plastered as he insinuated with a slight smirk."What the fuck am I going to do you with, you useless, no good son my wife almost died giving birth to?! Huh? The only reason you're not rotting like shit somewhere in an alley is because your mother wanted to keep you."
Levi pursed his lips, he had heard this exact choice or words in a sentence many, almost countless times before. It was his father's attempt to illicit an emotional response from his cold hearted son. With no luck the first hundred times he did it. Levi wasn't going to let his father get his way.
"So don't you think for a second that I ever wanted a brat like you who disturbs my work with these parent meetings."
"Whatever you say." Levi had bounded up to his heels, his height tiny compared to the two men who towered over him with no intimidation implied.
His father fisted the fabric of his shirt tightly and dragged him along.
"We're going home where you'll get a proper punishment for your actions. This time, I won't have mercy."
But all Levi has thought about was the time and effort it would take to iron his wrinkled shirt.
Greetings, potential readers.
So. The thing is I only recently started watching Shingeki no Kyojin, as my anime crazed friends deliberately forced it upon me, I happened to really like it. And by really like I mean as in an 'ohmyfreakinggodwhatislife' like and 'Idon'tnormallywatchanimebutthisisawesome' like. So basically, I'm incredibly glad I gave in to peer pressure that I've been exposed to this wonderful anime/manga and the amazing fans who adore also the world of Titans (and Levi's face) :D.
This is one of my first 'published' fanfiction and one of the longest ones I've ever written...And I hope it brings enjoyment and Levi jitteryness to your admirable reader hearts.
Therefore... Goodbye and until next time!
~Livelongprosperr