Title: If Kisses Were Wishes, You'd Be Dead
Characters/Pairings: Various
Author's Notes: Behold a bunch of short stories chronicling accidental kisses between SnK characters.
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Shingeki no Kyojin. If I did, the English translation of the manga wouldn't be so awful and uke!Levi would be strictly prohibited.
About this chapter: No warnings or manga spoilers. Non-slash Levi/Eren. (Rated: K+)
01: Levi/Eren
It was late afternoon when a low growl suddenly pierced the sky of the training grounds.
"Can we take a break, captain? We've been practicing with the maneuver gear all day. I definitely want to get better at using the gear, but I won't be much good if I starve," Eren implored weakly, leaning back against a tree of the training ground and pressing a hand to his stomach in an attempt to stifle its grumbling.
Levi, who had been attempting to show Eren how to zigzag quickly through the dense forest, approached the boy.
"On missions, we often go without food for days. It's best to get used to that now," he said.
"That sounds awful!" a voice declared from the trees.
It was Sasha, of course.
Connie and she had arrived at the training grounds only a short time ago to practice. They were currently zipping through the trees—with full stomachs from a delicious dinner—while Eren now tried desperately to ignore the fact that he'd been practicing since dawn and had yet to eat anything even though the sun was about to set.
Eren's stomach rumbled again and he sighed. "I understand," he said, regarding Levi carefully, not wanting to disrespect the older man. "But we're not on a mission at the moment, so I don't see why we have to…"
Levi crossed the ground between them in a flash and took hold of the collar of Eren's shirt while looking as if he may hit him at any second. Eren was frantically trying to scramble away, pushing at the hand locked in a death grip on his clothing. Levi's face loomed closer, and Eren knew he was about to be reprimanded. So, what would it be? A week on dishes duty? Scrubbing the floor with a toothbrush? Cleaning the bathrooms? However, before Levi could reveal Eren's punishment, Connie interrupted.
"Oi, Sasha, watch out!" Connie shouted.
There was the sound of someone crashing through the trees and yelps, and Levi's gaze shifted slightly to take in whatever was going on behind Eren. His eyes widened minutely, and Eren was about the turn to see what was happening when a firm weight landed against his back. He fell forward and, due to the proximity of Levi's face, ended up mashing his lips against the corner of Levi's mouth. The world seemed to freeze and then Eren finally managed to pull himself from Levi's grip.
Oh, no, Eren thought. Forget the Titans; he's going to kill me himself. No, he's going to beat me senseless, let me recover and then finish the job.
The training ground was silent. Out the corner of his eye, Eren saw Connie standing like a deer in headlights, his hand outstretched to help Sasha up from where she had sprawled across the ground with her 3D Maneuver Gear coiled around her. She, in turn, was staring up at the scene horrified with a quickly spreading flush of shame creeping into her cheeks. Neither sought to move nor speak. Eren gulped and hesitantly returned his gaze to Levi. The captain's expression was dark.
"Captain, that was…an accident. I…I…" Eren tried to find the words to apologize. However, he was cut off abruptly by a sweeping kick hooking under his knees and taking him to the ground. He cringed as the back of his head stuck the ground, leaving his ears ringing. Before he knew it, his chest was under Levi's boot and the man was looking down at him with eyes that promised murder.
"Do something like that again, you little shit," he said, "and you'll have more than a bruised back to show for it."
With that, he turned abruptly and walked away.
"Uh, did you just… with the captain… oh, damn," Connie blathered, staring at Eren in horror.
Sasha leapt to her feet and tried to dust herself off. "That was all my fault, Eren. Please forgive me. Oh, jeez. I can't believe that happened. I'm surprised he didn't make me run laps or something," she said.
Eren rubbed his aching back and grimaced. "Yeah," he agreed. He looked at his gear and sighed. "I guess practice is over?"
"Go eat, man. You deserve it. That was rough," Connie said, clapping him on the back.
With a sigh, Eren buckled his gear and shook his head. "Nah. I should practice. Levi's a hard-ass, but I guess that's why he's in charge. He wants me to get a hang of this, so I'll just practice a bit more while it's still light out. I owe him. I'm sure Mikasa or Armen saved me something to eat."
"You're nuts," Connie said, shaking his head and joining Sasha in her struggle to untangle the wires from her gear.
Eren grinned, saying, "Yeah, I am."
Several yards away, Levi watched as Eren began practicing once again. He shook his head and wiped his arm against his lips, quelling the urge to spit. For all that idiot Eren did, he was determined when it came down to it. "That little shit," he murmured somewhat fondly, turning on his heel to return to his quarters.
Next up: Jean/Annie
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