Eren's day had been shit.

Not because he had failed his history test with such a spectacularly stupid answer as: The wall of china was built by the titans. Why the fuck would he answer that? Okay maybe that epic screw up had something to do with his mood but mostly it was because of a certain asshole.

No not Jean – weirdly enough – but the fucking dwarf-sized asshole who had ruined his favourite shirt. If it had been any shirt except this one he be inclined to forgive the shirt-killer. In this case not so much.

Who in their right mind would bleed all over a vintage Buffy the vampire collectable T-shirt? Who?

Anyway this stupid dwarf was way to upset that Eren had happened to make him bleed in the first place.

If he was not so horrendously angry over his ruined tee Eren might have felt guilty over dropping his scissors on the other's arm so hard that it was actually pouring blood out of the wound. As it was now however, he was not!

He was just in such a panicked state over the bloody shirt that he ran straight to the nearest bathroom to try and get the stain out all the while screaming abuse at the poor guy. He never even got a look at the man long enough to describe him more then short. Short as fuck actually. And probably just as ugly. This was just pure speculation on his part though.

Eren's mood was just getting worse and Mikasa was beginning to get quite fed up with his attitude problems.

"Get your shit together Eren, it's just a.."

"If you dare say it's just a shirt then i no longer consider you my sister" Eren interrupted Mikasa. But his mind began to catch up to him and as usual his adopted sister managed to cut trough his self-righteous thoughts. It might have been slightly his fault anyway.

Not that he would ever - Ever - admit it out loud but he started to feel ashamed for his immature behaviour that morning. Especially since he did get the stain out...

But Eren had an amazing ability to ignore these particular feelings and proceeded to forget the entire thing even happened.

His forgotten shame was not to last however as a certain asshole turned up again. And he was not happy. The small angry man walked straight up to Eren with the scariest face Eren had ever seen. His small pathetic sound of distress was never admitted but Mikasa would always bring it up at the most inconvinient moments.

"you're the brat who cut me in my arm this morning." He stated simply and Eren looked down at his shoes, desperate not to meet his eyes.

"Sorry" Eren forced out and reluctantly raised his gaze.

Grey eyes met his green and something fell into place. A feeling of home took over even as memories of forgotten horrors came back to him. Memories of those eyes looked with his in hundreds of situations. Breathless Eren could only stare at the man before him. He finally managed to force out one word in an awed voice.

"Heichou"

Yeh so I have a writers block so I just managed a short Oneshot but it was fun to make :)

have a Nice day!