A CERTAIN SHITTY ALPHABET : AFTERMATH – August 26, 2013

A - Aftermath

"Heichou…" Eren breathed out as he looked at the sky, awed by the beauty it portrays and the unending vast of different shades of blue it contains. It's as if the sea beneath it was being mirrored through the heavens. He couldn't contain the feeling of finding the clouds drifting in the open air as something quite charming.

"It's fine now, isn't it?" A sigh of contentment escaping from his lips.

Rivaille had merely looked blankly into the view presented to him despite how much Eren's eyes twinkle and light up at the brand new sight he could only see in Armin's forbidden books.

"Our efforts were not in vain. Our sacrifices have been heard. Everything was very fruitful, Heichou." And Eren could not contain the happiness he felt because at last, this is what they all had been fighting for.

"So it's okay now, right?" And it seemed as though the air couldn't get out of his lungs. Eren clenched his hands as if the mere force of it could give him the courage and self-reassurance he needed. He closed his eyes as he remembered a distant memory he simply couldn't forget.

Feeling his heart quicken its pace when a certain presence is near and those damned butterflies swarm in his stomach as he was being overwhelmed by an emotion he certainly have no idea of was somewhat alarming and quite exciting. It was his first and certainly would be his last.

He remembered how he courageously approached humanity's strongest soldier and asked for his permission to have a simple talk regarding his feelings. And certainly, the way Rivaille's eyes scrutinized him in every possible way and how he crossed his arms did not help settle his nerves down even for only a few seconds.

He remembered what Rivaille had responded to his futile attempt of getting his feelings across with the use of words. He never really trusted his capability to use the right words at the right time. He was never really good at emotions as a whole. He was brash, yes, and thinking through things wasn't a matter he could simply excel at.

"I won't allow any distractions nor any excuses for one. Not now. Not until this shitty thing is through. If you truly seek for this to be requited… live. Live until then. I don't have the time to mourn over spilled milk and lost bearings."

It was what Rivaille had said word for word. He hadn't exactly rejected nor reciprocated Eren's feelings. Rivaille had given him a challenge and a wish. He challenged him to stay alive until everything was through and he wished for Eren to wait until then. Unless Rivaille had downright rejected him, he would have given up but it wasn't a clear answer. And those things were enough to give Eren all the hope and motivation he needed to see these feelings through and pursue them until the end.

He opened his eyes as he faced the man he had undoubtedly admired, feared, and cherished at the same time. He gingerly took Rivaille's hand and lovingly encompassed his fingers into his, making small yet careful rubbing motions to it as he lowered his head and gently placed his soft, plump lips onto the base of his fingers. He lightly squeezed it before grudgingly parting with it.

He slowly looked into Rivaille's eyes and tried not to flinch at how little to no emotion it reflects despite the affection his actions had spoken for him. He wasn't about to back out now. He wasn't going to let this chance go. Not when Rivaille had given him all the reasons to see this through.

And it all had been a fleeting moment. Rivaille violently yanked his hand out of Eren's gentle grasp. He reached out and grabbed the collar of Eren's shirt as he tugged him down to his eye level.

"If you're going to show your affection, do it right, Yeager." Rivaille spat at him and in a swift motion, he pulled hard at Eren's collar as their lips meet in a hard yet tender kiss. It wasn't exactly the romantic and sweet kind. It was sloppy and all over the place as the two longing souls fought for dominance. It was an eager and impatient kiss, mirroring all the years of hunger and restriction of two individuals caught in a troublesome situation.

And now that the hindrance is gone, it all boils down to the inevitable aftermath – a sudden surge of feelings chained and momentarily forgotten for the sake of humanity's victory.

A/N: Don't shoot me pls. I know I have my Sleeping to Dream story to update. I just really need to get this out of my system. This would be an alphabet-themed fanfiction and a collection of drabbles or one-shots. Yeah.

And I swear IDK WHAT TO DO WITH SLEEPING TO DREAM. I mean I have an idea but...but...but... I'm starting to get scared like shit people are following it now what if I disappoint them. Pls. I am one anxious little shit I'm so sorry. /cries