A/N: The first chapter in a few and... It's so short. T^T Welcome to my new story of Eren and Armin because they're so fucking adorable and hot and if you write a good lemon they come out... *fangirls* Huh? What? Whoa, I fell into a fangirl trance. owo I hate those. XD So, this is the first chapter. It's supposed to happen later on in the situation and then the rest of the fanfic (until the last two or so chapters) is what happened and blah blah blah. e.e I promise the next chapters will be much longer than this one! Bad me! e_e So... That's about it for now. XD Enjoy~ The fucking cuteness of these two~
Levi- You have a mouth on you.
Look whose talking short shit.
-Misty
While suffering from amnesia, Armin tries to cope with the hellish word he was born into. Eren is willing to do anything to help his friend regain his memories, but at the loss of his friend, there is only so much Eren can do before he too loses his mind.
Rated: T
Couple: Eren and Armin
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin_
Amnesia
Chapter 1: Why can't I remember you?
"Ow..." Armin mumbled.
"Sorry..." Eren was more careful when he ran the wet cloth over the wound on Armin's forehead.
"It's okay... You didn't mean it anyway." Armin continued looking up at Eren with his big blue eyes as he spoke. Eren tried not to look, but it was hard to do with how close they were. Instead he put the wash cloth in the bucket of bloody water and re-rung it.
He held the cloth up and looked at Armin. He waited for a moment to see if Armin was going to give him a sign that it wasn't a good idea to continue cleaning his wound. The only sign was a nod of the head and it only meant for him to continue. Eren did so, this time gently applying pressure to the cut. Armin winced, but it wasn't as severe as Eren's first try.
"Well yeah. You know me anyway; I have a hard time holding back." Eren recited his words from the previous week. He felt a blush on his cheeks when Armin giggled quietly with a rather adoring smile.
He again tried keeping focus on the cut above Armin's eyebrow, but Armin began staring at him again. It made him blush a little more. He quietly hoped that the lighting in the room was bad enough that Armin wouldn't notice it.
It was sunset so the room was an array of oranges and yellows and reds that could never be reproduced. They were as omnipresent as the sun. The lights in the room were only through the cracks in the curtains to the windows. This left shadows all over the room, especially on the bottom bunks where Armin sat and Eren stood next to.
Eren hoped it would be enough for his blush to be hidden.
"Your face is red..." Armin noted.
'Shit...' Eren mentally cursed.
"Is it?" Eren questioned. "It may just be the lighting in here." He mentally prayed his friend would fall for the lie. "Oh you've got blood in your eyes." Eren added with a contorted laugh.
"Oh..." Armin looked down to his lap. Eren silently sighed in relief when Armin's intensive gaze released his. He could focus better and used that focus to pull the cloth back and look at his cut. Blood was still seeping from it, but it was slower and weaker. It wasn't gushing everywhere like it had been previously. The cut, which he originally thought was longer, was only an inch long and not that deep. Head injuries bleed the worst and he was glad to see how true that was.
"It's looking better." Eren informed. Armin nodded his head and remained quiet. Eren looked down curiously, but decided against asking if anything was wrong.
He didn't have the right to do so anyway.
"Hey Eren..." Armin mumbled. Eren paused from washing the cloth off and looked to Armin. The young boy was still looking down, his blue eyes trained to his hands as his fingers tangled together.
"Yeah," He said in a questioning voice. He couldn't help but bring up the next question. "Is something wrong?" He asked.
Armin looked up at him without moving his head. With his head down a little blood trickled down from the wound, but it stopped at his eyebrow. His eyes were darker from the shadow his hair created, giving him a rather ominous impression. He fidgeted in his spot, his hands tightening their grips on each other as he opened his mouth to speak.
"I've remembered almost everyone now: Mikasa, Jean, Reiner, and Bertholdt... I've even remembered Christa and Ymir and Daz... Why can't I remember you?" He asked quietly. His tone was laced with guilt and pain. He was talking like he was trying to keep a lump of pain down his throat for fear he might cry. He looked up to Eren with hopeful and pleading eyes, begging for an answer.
Eren had none. He looked to the floor and dropped the cloth back in the bucket. A silence stood next to them, leaving the only sounds to be heard from outside where the training grounds and new recruits were. Armin waited for what felt like forever, his head becoming woozy from the lack of blood. He wasn't going to let up though. He wanted an answer.
Eren patted his hands dry with his pants (dirtied from training) and moved to sit next to Armin. He let his elbows rest on his knees as he leaned over in a hunched position. Eren could feel his intense gaze again and shivered. Armin was waiting for something more. Why did he have to stare like that?
"I... I don't really know." Eren said solemnly. "Maybe the part of your brain that remembers me hasn't healed yet..." He suggested.
"Oh. I just thought that, well… Um..." The blond trailed off. Eren looked up at him as Armin looked away. He looked to the bucket of bloody water and then looked to the floor.
"I just thought that... Since Mikasa talks about us so much in the past... Of us being friends and... Of us and our common dream... I thought maybe you would be the first I'd remember instead of Mikasa." He said slowly, almost like he was afraid of admitting the truth.
Eren slowly nodded his head. He could see the reasoning in it, but he could also see the huge holes in the logic. He just hoped that what he said previously was true.
"Mikasa said... That we were almost inseparable." Armin looked to Eren and said. "She said that our parents would sometimes find us hiding in a barn reading an old book or playing like we were soldiers." Armin smiled at the memory that didn't exist to him. It was a nice thing to imagine though. Eren smiled, remembering the times that seemed so long ago.
"Yeah..." He said.
"She said we got in trouble a lot too sometimes because we wouldn't come home on time and it'd be late before we got back... She said... Sometimes we'd read this book a grandfather of mine had... A book about the outside world." Armin looked away as if trying to recall the hazy memory. Eren nodded his head.
"That book is what gave me the idea to go outside of the wall…" Eren mumbled. Armin looked up at him in question as Eren leaned back and propped himself up with his hands. "Well, not the idea. The idea had always been in my head… But you're the one who got me so into it… I never bothered on planning anything for it. All I wanted to do was join the Recon Corps and… Hope I'd get out…"
"But when you told me about the things outside like the burning water or the seas filled with salt… I was suddenly inspired. I wanted to go out more than anything. I wanted to see the world with my own eyes… Anyone who did that would be… Free."
"You make it sound like a beautiful dream…" Armin mumbled. Eren looked at him and smiled.
"Like I said, you started it." He laughed a little.
"Maybe… If you tell me what happened before I lost my memories, then maybe it could jog something?" Armin asked hopefully. Eren let out a small and contorted laugh.
"Didn't we do this last week?" He answered with a question.
"Yeah but… I want to remember you, Eren…" Armin reached a hand out and touched Eren's which lied right beside Armin's hip. Eren looked at him with surprise to find Armin's eyes big and begging for answers.
'He's really serious about this…' Eren thought. He sat up a little, his hand rubbing against Armin's before leaving it. 'I should be grateful for that, shouldn't I?'
"Where should I start?" Eren asked. Armin's eyes lit up with hope and he smiled widely.
"Start from…" Armin looked up at nothing in particular to think. "Start from maybe half an hour before the accident. That should help, right?" He asked. Eren nodded his head in agreement.
"Alright then…"
A/N: Yeah, short, but the next will be longer, I promise! :D PLEASE REVIEW! Don't just favorite or follow the story. Please review, even if it's a small sentence. XD