Eruri Fanfiction - Our lives.

A/N: Hey guys! So, this one might go on a bit… Already have six chapters written . Oops! I guess I got too bored at school, Tee Hee! Anyways, on with the ship! Erwin x Levi, Eruri, let's roll!

((TOLD FROM LEVI))

I suppose everyone thinks I like cleaning. The truth is: I don't. It's awful and boring, and awfully boring and it takes up my time that I could be using to do something more helpful… Like all the paperwork Erwin has set me. It's just as boring, but at least it's useful. Oh, right. Back to cleaning. I don't like cleaning; I hate dirt. I guess it rubs off on you when you've spent the whole 14 years of your life living in the Underground. I'm only just getting used to the amount of food they give me here.

So here I am, sat in my room near the back of the Survey Corps HQ (Which is a massive castle, I might add!), doing nothing at all. Erwin, or should I say "The commander" gave me this room a couple hours ago, after Farlan complained that I talked in my sleep. I just assumed that this was a normal thing for someone of my age to do, but apparently not, since I have complaints about it. I should be glad that I'm here and not in that Shithole gladiator arena that they call the Underground, but I'm not. I still belong to the Underground, since I'm being paid to kill that Blondie and steal those documents… His life or mine. It's a dangerous mission when you think about it, and that's why I'm not thinking about it.

I check an old clock on the wall, and find that it is broken. Typical. Sighing, I stare out of the newly cleaned window (credit to me for cleaning it) and see that the moon is high in the sky. Sighing again, I pull on newly obtained pyjamas and fall to sleep.

I woke to Erwin hammering on my door, walking in without my permission, and throwing some clean clothes at my face.

"What the hell?" I growl, finding the nearest thing and throwing it at him. Underground habits die hard. Too bad the nearest thing was my jeans from the day before; Erwin laughs at they hit the wall next to him and fall to the floor.

"Angry, are we? Well, tough, get up Levi. You're training today." And with that he leaves the room.

I mumble something about not being angry, just tired, and then get dressed.

Around ten minutes later, I meet Isabel and Farlan in the main hall to group up with the other trainees. Sizing people up isn't a nice thing to do, but like I said, Underground habits die hard. I sigh at the groups of people laughing and smiling; Fame-hoggers. People who expect to go outside the wall, kill a few titans, come back unscathed and become a hero. I know better. Just then, Erwin walks onstage and begins a speech,

"Hello, trainees. I am leader of the Survey Corps, Erwin Smith, as you all know. Today you begin your training in the Survey Corps; we will be testing you on many things, but mainly you're ability to kill a titan. Some of you have never even sensed danger before, and some of you have come from danger," at this his eyes hover over myself, Izzy and Farlan, and then he continues. "But I know that all of you will prevail in this training. Thankyou." And with that Erwin walks offstage.