(I don't own Shingeki no Kyojin owo)

Eren hates community service.

He hates it with a passion.

The brunette began to hate it once he found out everything about it, which was about 7th grade. Now, it probably wouldn't be an issue if.. no, wait, it would be.

Eren was a Junior, currently. He absolutely despised community service for many reasons, including the fact that he needed so many, he worked for old people who were pretty demanding at times (it went over the top too many times,) and he had to do most of it with people he didn't like, especially that horse-faced guy in his class, a total douchebag to Eren.

The dude had the hots for Eren's adopted sister, and he found that utterly disgusting. Not that Eren found Mikasa unattractive; she was very attractive, weird coming from him, but he thought the way that horse-face begged at her feet for attention, practically drooling over her.

Eren only saw her as a sister, but there was almost no way he was going to allow Mikasa date such a guy.

Back to community service. It just so turned out that Mikasa and his blonde friend, Armin, had already both gotten their hours. It was around.. 20 hours, or so.

This school was going to kill him.

The two offered to join him in community service, but he turned down their offer, knowing he would feel guilty if they decided to help him just for their company instead of doing what they want to.

Eren sighed, running a hand down the side of his face with a free hand as he headed to his locker, down the hall, books in hand. He passed by the office, and a sheet of paper caught his eye.

Coincidentally, it was a sheet explaining details about community service. At the top, the letters that drew his attention toward it were in bright red, and a line of words below it in sky blue. The colors clashed horribly, so it seemed that this person was desperate for help.

No, demanding it.

He took his time walking to his locker; the last bell had rung, and Mikasa was at practice, while Armin's grandfather always picked him up from school. Eren usually walked alone, save for some occasions.

The red words said, "Community Service", while the blue read, "Speak to the principal for more details." Skimming through the rest of the page, he found out that he would mainly be painting. Wasting no time afterward, he quickly made his way down to his locker, retrieving his things, and headed to the office.

With a flash, he was in the principal's office.

"Community service..? Ah, yes, you're here about that, then." Mr. Smith, a blonde, blue-eyed man repeated, with a smile.

"Now, I have to warn you about the man you're going to work for." To this, Eren raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Why? Is he that bad?"

"Let's just say he's a close friend of mine, and he's usually grumpy, cranky, and hard to please. You might have to be careful around him; and if you ever drip any paint on his carpet... well, let's just say things might not end well between you two." Mr. Smith explained, offering a smile sympathetic smile for Eren.

"Nothing that I haven't delt with before. What is his name?"

"Levi. Short man, about 5'3. But don't tell him I called him short." The principal chuckled, offering a wink, to which Eren returned with a small smile.

"Alright, thank you. Ah... where am I going to meet him?"

"At the park on Saturday, 2:30 in the afternoon. Is that alright with you?"

"Completely." Eren wasn't usually busy, so he was very flexible and had lots of free time.

It was almost sad.

"Fantastic. I'll let him know. See you Monday, Mr. Jaeger." Mr. Smith waved goodbye.

Eren did the same before exiting.

And he had no idea what he was in for.

~Timeskip~

It was Saturday. Eren didn't have to wait long; he volunteered just yesterday.

Currently, he was occupying a swing, kicking the gravel as he sucked on a popsicle.

Not even five minutes later, a black limosine pulled up, and the sweet cold treat nearly fell out of the green-eyed boy's mouth. His eyes remained on the sight as a the driver got out to open a door for someone.

Out stepped a short man, of about 5'3.

Said man was not really muscular, though very lean. His skin was a porcelain-color. He had shiny raven hair, sporting an undercut. It appeared that he was wearing designer jeans, a black T-shirt, regular black tennis shoes, which didn't mix well with his jeans, but for some reason, this man made it look good. Sporting sunglassed, he looked nearly perfect.

He looked in Eren's direction, though Eren couldn't tell well, indication only being a mere tilt of the man's head. The man tilted his shades down, showing peircing slate-grey eyes as he scanned Eren, it seemed. Eren only returned the stare with his lovely green gaze, turning his attention back to his popsible a few times to make sure it didn't drip.

It felt like this man was watching his every move.

They stared at eachother for a few moments, before the man finally spoke up. "Are you the kid who Erwin said wanted to do community service?"

"Erwin? You mean Mr. Smith? Yeah, I am." Eren responded, biting into the frozen sweet.

"Once you're done with that, get in the car." Eren choked on said treat before giving the man a bewildered look. "What?"

"Did I stutter, or are you deaf? I am not going to spend longer out in this ungodly heat because you couldn't understand even one sentence spoken, brat. Get. In. The. God. D*mn. Vehicle."

Without another moment of hesitation, he stuffed the rest into his mouth and scrambled into the limosine, awkwardly.

"I sure as h3ll hope you aren't as bad at painting as you are idiotic while getting into a limosine, brat."

"So... you're Levi, then?" Eren questioned awkwardly, once he'd finished the cold mess he made.

"No, I'm a kidnapper who just so happens to know where you are and what for. What do you think, moron?" Levi answered bitterly.

"Sheesh, sorry." Eren mumbled.

Eren usually didn't have a problem with the people he did work for. He usually preferred doing work for people who were a bit more on the edgy side than sweet people, for they actually point out what he does wrong, instead of people who take it and leave it.

But this man might just be more than he bargained for, he mused as he glanced over to Levi, who was already staring him down with a silver gaze.

He tore his eyes away and back out the window.

This would be very eventful.

(Okay so I just I don't even what. Let me start again. I got this idea while waiting for someone so I could paint wow what a coincidence. Though, when I was waiting, it was freezing. Ugh.)