Hello! I wrote this story on a different site: "Wattpad", my user name is Hikari_Amaya.

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It was 1:00am, and it seemed like the hours were passing by ever so slowly. You couldn't sleep due to the fact that something has kept your mind occupied, very occupied. You kept trying to drift off into a deep slumber, but it only ended up being a failure. You kept tossing and turning yourself throughout the bed.

Tomorrow or more like today was the big day! It was Levi's birthday, and Christmas at the same time. The thing is, you don't have anything to give him. You've tried to find out what he likes, but each time he would reply with his famous 'Tch' and, 'Brat'. You exhaled and turned over, you buried your face in the pillow. Finally, for like a minute or two, you screamed into it.

You didn't know what to do! You would ask the upper squad members, but they all left to spend time with their families. After all today was a holiday.

You decided to get out of bed, and stretch. You needed to get something done soon, and sleeping the day out wasn't an option. It was cold, and it didn't take long before you shivered reaching for your jacket that was carelessly draped over the chair.

You headed towards the door, taking the golden doorknob in your hand and twisted it, slightly opening the door. You quickly let go, realizing you were still in your pajamas. You grimaced at the thought of yourself getting caught by one of the fellow rookies. You had an image to keep, and being the 'bad ass rookie of the team' caught with light blue pajamas with puffy clouds (and the extra white bunny slippers ) was not on your agenda today.

Of course you think they all would be with their parents on a holiday, but some were not so lucky. As there are some rookies who were on the same boat as you.

You closed the door, and made your way to the wooden wardrobe on the other side of the bedroom. Opening it, you felt through different colored clothing. Through endless searching, you finally found your uniform. You held it up in front of you, eyeing the outfit. You eventually put the uniform on, discarding the pajamas into the wardrobe not bothering to hang it up.

You made your way in the dark hallway, poorly lit up by a few candles adorning the dull cement walls. The HQ resembled a dark, ominous dungeon, holding in a deep secret waiting for someone foolish to venture through. You walked cautiously, not wanting to wake up the remaining cadets from their sleep. The uniform's boots weren't exactly great for sneaking, because of the slight heal it had on the bottom of them.

They weren't really needed, and they were kind of useless if you had height issues. You snickered at the thought of Heichou demanding for a change in the style of boots for a better height. You kind of weren't in the place to talk though, you didn't know if you were at least a bit taller or smaller than Levi. You rarely pay any attention half of the time, causing you to get scolded with a few extra chores.

Finally, you reached your destination, the kitchen. It was nice to look at, better looking than your room at least. Everything is up neatly in the mahogany cabins that hovered over the stove. The sink was away from the stove, and of course nothing needed cleaning. Levi liked to keep it that way, giving you orders to clean the kitchen. You were proud to say that you kept it spotless and didn't have to redo everything.

Although, the kitchen seemed to intimidate you, your plan was to bake something, a cake of some sort. It seemed like a great plan at the time, but bad scenarios played through your mind like a movie. You imagine burning the place and getting caught with such a mess, and a 'chibi levi' would be nagging you as you clean the floors. You shivered with fear seeing the expressionless midget having the urge to kill you. To cause a mess in the kitchen screamed bloody murder! Cue a high-pitched scream.

"Keep it together (y/n), don't start to get cold feet now!"

With your newly found courage, you began to look through an old cook book. Scanning through the pages, you stopped on a page that read 'BAKING' with a few things in parenthesis. You eyed the ingredients under making a cake, and scrambled around the kitchen looking to find them.

-(x)-

"Finally!" You looked at the cake, feeling happy that it wasn't burnt, or under cooked. Now you can say you've done at least one part right out of two! Too many it maybe a simple job, but not for you. Just think of it, you live with a clean freak, so having a messy decoration wasn't an option.

"Okay I only have one shot at this." You murmured, grabbing the icing in your hand. You examined the bland cake, and try to pinpoint exactly where you wanted each color of icing to go.

You hesitantly took the icing and both hands and squeezed it.

Pbfffft!

You know you were immature at times, but not this immature. Where a sound would make you laugh out loud, like it was a comedy show. Maybe it was the nervousness of icing the cake itself or that you stooped down to a 6-year-old level of thinking; it was both. You couldn't stop laughing as you fell on your ass thinking:

'Oh God someone is going to hear you (y/n)! Stop laughing'

You covered your mouth in attempt to shut yourself up, but failed to do so as your face was flushing from all that laughing. You were to occupied to even notice that someone was already on the job, covering up your failed attempt at icing.

"Tch, so immature."

You stopped, eyes wide with realization on who that was. That familiar French accent and short height only concluded that Levi was in the kitchen. Not only that, witnessing your immaturity while icing the cake that was for him.

'oh shit!' You screamed mentally, 'Not now!'

You sighed in defeat, walking over to him. You watched as he carefully placed the icing on the cake, still trying not to laugh at the sound it keeps making.

"Brat! Stop laughing!" He ordered, but it only made you laugh even louder. "I-I'm sorry this is too much!" You wiped away a tear that escaped your eye.

"Then make yourself useful and put this in the cooler." He demanded, handing you the finished decorated cake. You walked over to what seemed was a cooler and carefully placed the cake in to cool.

You walked back over to the captain and sat down on the counter, cracking your knuckles. Levi looked at you with his same stoic expression, as if reading your poor blushing face.

"Who was that cake for (y/n)?" Levi already knew it was for him, but it wouldn't be as fun than hearing you say it yourself. You looked at him, seeing that smirk plastered on his face

Scratch that, seeing that smirk plastered on his adorable, sexy ass face.

You were pretty sure that adorable and sexy wouldn't be in the same context for most people, but that was your way of describing him. You looked away from his icy gaze, as if it would freeze you up till nothing but a huge Popsicle. "I-it's for you, for your birthday."

"Sorry, say that again I couldn't h-"

"Shut up, you heard me well enough!" You growled at him, which in return he raised an eyebrow causing you to flinch back into your original state:

A stuttering embarrassed fool.

"B-but yeah you kind of ruined the surprise, so now I can say that I don't have anything now." You got off the counter and headed out the kitchen, but Levi grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. Before you said anything, levi smashed his lips against yours. Surprised for a moment or two, realizing that your height was the same as his. Unfortunately, you can't comment on his height anymore because than you would be making fun of yourself. You kissed back, melting into his warm thin lips of his.

It seemed like forever but eventually you guys broke off the kiss. You backed away hiding your embarrassment within a curtain or your (h/l), (h/c) hair. You seriously needed to get to the bathroom, but of course Levi was there to make everything worse. You didn't mind the kiss, nor would you complain! You knew fully well that you couldn't come out of that smoothly as possible. You seemed to have this strange thing with your nose; it would bleed uncontrollably.

"(y/n)," he said calmly, while brushing away your (h/c) strands of hair away from your face, "You're bleeding." no shit Sherlock! It's your fault too, you and your sexy ass mother effin FACE!

"why?"

Oh wouldn't you like to know? I wouldn't be able to tell ya' because...

"Meep."

"What?"

"Meep!"

"Huh" he raised an eyebrow looking at you, you were completely in the state of fan-girling, the first stage "meeping" (A/n: I made that up lol)

"Meep, meep, meep, meep,mmmeeep!" You had to get away from him before it's-

Too late. You fainted from too much blood loss; your ghost-like apparition left your body leaving you soulless.

Levi on the other hand looked at your corpse, poking your cheek, "(y/n)?"

"Damn. I think I killed her." He muttered, dragging you off to the infirmary.

-(x)-

Aaaannndd THE END! :D

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