A/N: Finally finished the second chapter! ;w; I'm sorry that this chapter is so bad. This chapter shows how Eren meets Rivaille. The next chapter will probably be a continuation of this chapter or the previous chapter. What do you think guys? Once again this is un-beta'd. Please review if possible! Flaming is appreciated too..

Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki No Kyojin or any content relating to it. This fanfiction is purely fanmade

"There he is.." Eren swallowed the lump in his throat, silently observing the man from a corner. "Y-You can do it Eren.. Just ask him for it.. Just ask him for it..." He gathered up all his courage, and stepped out in front of the man. The teen held out a book and bowed, his eyes clenched shut. "R-Rivaille-san..! C-Can you please sign this for me!" Eren felt like he just humillated himself in front of the person he admired. The shorter man blinked before turning his head away to click his tongue. "Tch. Some brat you are. Give it to me." He snatched the book from the teen. "Do you have some sort of marker or something?" Rivaille asked just as he was handed a sharpie. "I guess this will do." He popped off the marker lid, and quickly scribbled down his signature on the book. "Here, are you satisfied?" The brunette's emerald hues widened much like a child who had just received candy. "T-Thank you...!" Before he could even run off, Rivaille had grabbed his arm. "R-Rivaille-san..?"

"..Hey. What's your name?" A small smirk twisted on his lips. "How did you know that I was the author of the book anyways? I rarely reveal my identity.." The brunette froze at the question. "Oh .. Uh..." The theen hesitated to answer. "Are you some kind of stalker or something? Kind of creepy if you ask me." Eren bit the bottom of his lip, deciding to relent. "My name is Eren..And I-I uhm... I really loved your book..! I'm a huge huge fan of it..! So.. Uhm.. I wanted to meet you.. and uh-." His ramble was cut off as Rivaille raised a hand, indicating for the other to stop. "Yeah, yeah I get it.." The brunette felt like he was much like a stalker. He was disappointed at himself for going that far just to meet with the person he admired. "Aren't you in high school or something?" Eren lifted his body back up to properly stand. "Uh.. Yes.." Ah.. Of course, his uniform gave it away. "I'm surprised to know that a brat like you is interested in books like these. Strange aren't you? Most brats these days don't seem to be interested in novels." Eren almost gave a pout. "W-Well.. I don't usually read that much but.. I really loved your book .. and uhm-...!" He was cut off once again as a card was shoved towards him. Eren blinked, slowly reaching to take the card. "This is..." He flipped it to the opposite side to inspect the back. Ah.. His phone number is on the back... "Er.. Why did you give me..." Rivaille shrugged.

"If you're interested, you can call me."

Eren stared at the card, pondering over whether or not he should call Rivaille. He plopped down onto the bed. It would be a great opportunity to get to know him! He continued hesitating. He trembled, reaching for his cell phone. The teen flipped it open, and decided to add a new contact. "Okay.. I can talk to him.. H-He gave me his phone..number.. after all..." Slowly, he copied down the digits on his cell phone. "T-There... M-Maybe I should give him a call.." He gulped, slowly reaching to press, 'Call.' I can do it... Just press it- "U-Uwah..!" The phone vibrated, and sang out it's ringtone indicating a call.

He quickly checked the caller ID to notice who it belonged to. "Mikasa?" He answered, and placed the receiver to his ear. "Mikasa hey. Do you need anything? Huh? You want me to come to the park-? I have to finish my English homework..! Why don't you just come over? You are ..? Well alright." He hung up, tossing his cell phone to the side. It took him about a moment to figure out what he was previously doing. In an instant, he sat up, and reached for his cell phone once again. "R-Right.. ! I was adding Rivaille-san as a contact..." He fiddled with the device, hesitating to dial in the numbers for a contact. "Oh whatever..!" It only took him about several seconds to copy his number down. "D-Do I call him...?" His lip quivered. "L-Lets call him..." His finger slowly reached to press 'call.' He shakily moved the receiver back to his ear. His eyes were shut tightly in anticipation. "Rivaille speaking." Eren's heart throbbed. That familiar voice. "H-Hello... Rivaille-san..." A laugh through nose was heard from the other line. "So you actually called. I'm not surprised." Eren attempted to reply. "I-I couldn't uhm.. help it...!" "That's alright. Instead of talking over the phone, why don't you head over to my place? I'm sure that'd be much easier..." Eren took a moment to process what he had just said. Did he invite him over to his home. "I.. I would love to but I have to uhm.. finish some homework.. I don't know if I have time.. Besides a friend is coming over.." "Why don't you just say that you're heading somewhere else? I can help you with homework if you'd like." The brunette was tempted to inform Mikasa that he planned to head somewhere else. "...I..." He swallowed the lump in his throat. "I-I'll come.."

"I'll be waiting then. My address is..."

Eren lifted his head to stare at the building in front of him. "So this is the place..." It was a complex apartment. It seemed somewhat suiting for a writer like him to live in a apartment. He gently gripped at the strap of his school bag, wrapped around his shoulders. He was a tad bit nervous. He turned his head towards a direction direction to find Levi, standing there. "Looks like you came, Eren." The brunette felt his heart skip a beat as he had finally met Rivaille once again. "Y-Yeah..." The shorter man headed inside, beginning to lead the way for Eren. "Come on."

They entered a long corridor and at the end, there was seemingly a flight of stairs. Rivaille continued his steps forward with Eren following behind. The brunette curiously turned his head towards different directions, inspecting the different decorations on the wall with his eyes. They all look so expensive.. It's kinda weird to have decorations and portraits hanging in an apartment corridor.. Well I guess that really doesn't matter. It wasn't long before they reached the stairs. They made their way up to find another corridor. Instead of decorations on the side, many doors to individual rooms were seen. The hall extended right until there was another flight of stairs. Eren squinted, barely able to see the other stairs on the opposite side of the hall. The two resumed their steps and Rivaille reached into his pocket to pull out a pair of keys for his room. He unlocked the door, pushing it open to reveal a large room. From the door, there was a few other doors to other rooms that was visible even from the entrance. Rivaille headed further inside, closing the door behind him. "You can go ahead and take a seat. I'll make some tea or something." The brunette gave a small nod, making his way over to the couch to take a seat. It was soft and comfy. The texture felt almost like silk. The snow white added to the great features of the cushion could be felt though.

Everything looks amazing ... Eren felt somewhat jumpy. He resisted the urge to check out the other rooms to see what would be inside. His eyes focused on the surroundings in the room. Ahead of the couch he was seated in, there was a large flat screen TV hanging on the wall. A coffee table laid in front of the couch. It was clean and almost shining. Despite the few books that were scattered across the table, it was still clean. Two armed chairs were set individually on the opposite sides of the coffee table, matching the couch's materials and appearance but they were seats only suitable for one person.

A couple of portraits were hung on different parts of the walls of the room but they didn't catch his attention. A bookshelf was leaned against a corner of the room, seemingly near by the entrance. He lifted himself from his seat, desiring to inspect what kind of books did Rivaille enjoy. The bookshelf was lined and filled with all kinds of books. There was countless books he hadn't read before. "Wow..." The teen excitedly browsed through, his emerald hues shining in curiosity. "He even has the full series of 'The Holy Knight.' I never thought he would be the type of person to actually read that series. It was decent enough though..."

It wasn't long before Rivaille returned, finding Eren browsing through his bookshelf. He held a tray in his hand, consisting of a tea set. The teapot obviously carried tea. He set down the tray down onto the coffee table and took several steps towards the brunette. "Huh? I thought you didn't like reading much." Eren's excitement was interrupted as the shorter man had suddenly spoke behind him, causing him to jump in surprise. "Oh- Uh.. I guess I read a few things.. Hehe..." He felt embarrassed. He reached and rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. "Sorry- I was just curious that's all.." Rivaille shrugged, proceeding to take a seat on the couch. Eren quietly followed behind him, sitting next to him. "Eer... So Rivaille-san why did you invite me over to uhm.. your house.." He questioned the other's invitation, watching him pour the tea into one of the cups. He handed the brunette the cup, indicating for the other to drink it. Eren happily accepted it, and brought the edge of the cup to his lips to softly blow on it to let it cool down for a second. He took a small sip. "You striked to me as interesting. You should feel lucky, brat." The teen nearly choked on his tea. "Oh.. Uh.. I see.." A nervous chuckle followed. "This tea is really good too.. What flavor is this?" "Peach tea. A friend brought some for me a few days ago. Never bothered to open it. Decided to use it for you." He briefly summarized how he even received the tea brand. "Don't you need to work on your homework or something? It's only Friday. You have plenty of time tomorrow." Rivaille poured himself a cup of tea, taking a sip as well. "It's better to get it done than later right..? I mean you get more time afterwards.. So what's the harm?" Eren felt a bit calmer and less awkward as he began conversing more with the man. He felt a small wave of relief run through him. He hoped his awkwardness didn't cause any sort of judgement from the other. Eren placed his cup onto the table.
"English was it?" Rivaille set down his cup. "I can help you if you're having any trouble." The teen sheepishly smiled. "No, it's fine. I can do it myself." He pulled the strap of his school bag off his shoulders, placing the bag down next to him. "Lets see.." He searched through his bag, rummaging to find his books. "Ah, here it is." He pulled out a notebook with a piece of paper attached to it. He removed his pencil case from his bag as well to retrieve his pencil and eraser. He placed his things down onto the coffee table, nodding. He flipped open his notebook, taking the piece of paper attached to it and placed it near the notebook to read from there. He began scribbling down the necessary work that was vital to complete the criteria of his homework. The man observed as Eren had begun working. Looks like he wasn't too bad with English. "I can check your work after. Tell me when you're finished." Rivaille took one of the books that were scattered on the table. He began reading, his eyes scanning through the words with boredom.

Half an hour passed and Rivaille's attention was caught as the shutting of a notebook was heard. He twisted his head towards the sound, seeing that Eren was finally finished. He lowered his book, and extended a hand. "Let me check over your work." The teen nodded, handing him the notebook. He held out his hand, waiting for the other to give him a pencil to correct his work. The teen handed Rivaille his pencil, watching the other beginning to correct his work. It only took him a few minutes to complete editing. The shorter man returned his notebook. "You're pretty decent at this. Good job." Eren felt his heart throb from the praise. "R-Right..!" He shoved his notebook back in his bag along with his pencil as well. "Thank you.." The brunette reached and lifted the cup from the table once again, taking a small sip.

"I really..." Suddenly, Eren's fingers released the cup, allowing it to smash into pieces due to the impact of the landing on the floor. The tea spilled. His eyelids dropped and he fell over. Rivaille's eyes widened at the sudden collapse. He gently shook the teen. "Eren? Eren? Eren?! Wake up-... Does he have a condition or something..? This is troubling.. Damned brat.."

It felt so strange.. It was like.. he was with the Corporal.. In a entirely different world once again. This occurred many times. Suddenly, he would collapse finding himself in a different world with entirely different memories, time and surroundings.. He couldn't tell if it was reality or not... He was close to passing out until Rivaille had slapped him. "..!" Eren held his cheek. "Don't you dare fall asleep on me, Eren."

"Corporal... Rivaille-san... Again..." The shorter man lifted a brow. "Did you have that dream again?" He questioned, staring blankly down at the teen. "Yeah... It was strange.. I met you for the first time in that world..." This happened frequently. Despite his demeanor, Rivaille was always willing to listen to Eren. There was just something special about the teen. It wasn't the fact that he was a titan shifter... He didn't understand what it was. "..Met me for the first time? How was it?" "I was a huge fan of a book you wrote or something.. I don't even know what the book is about... I ran up to you and asked you to sign it ... You decided to sign it and... I don't remember... It's almost a blank.." He felt himself drifting to sleep. "..." Rivaille didn't bother to stop him from his sleep. He observed the brunette's expression as he fell asleep. It seemed.. peaceful... Whatever. He made his way out of the room.

"...Again.." Eren's eyes fluttered open as he finally regained consciousness. It had been awhile since he had collapsed just like that. It was in front of someone, especially Rivaille. He felt the soft and silk mattress under him, seeing that he was laying in bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. These dreams were.. reoccurring. They've been happening ever since he had turned twelve. Every night, those dreams appeared. They continued on as if it was a story that was being told, endlessly. He held his forehead knowing that a headache was coming. "Finally awake are you?" Eren whipped his head towards the familiar voice, knowing that voice belonged to Rivaille. "So, what's up with suddenly collapsing?" "Oh... " He dropped his head, and gripped onto the bedsheets. "It's a bit.. complicated really... " He bit the bottom of his lip, hoping that Rivaille would believe him. "Ever since I've turned twelve I've been having these.. dreams. Sometimes I would collapse and those dreams would continue like a story. Dreams of a completely different world... I don't know how but.. I met you in these dreams before I even met you here.. It's all too realistic... Do you think it's some sort of problem or something..?" Rivaille folded his arms, placing his arms to his chest.

"...Don't know..."

"A..Alright..." The brunette glanced at the clock on the wall. "...It's 9PM..? A-Ah..- I need to head home... I'm really sorry..!" Eren sprung out of the bed, quickly making the bedsheets. "I'll be leaving now-"

"I'll give you a drive home."

"I'm sorry for all the trouble.." The teen gave a bow in apology as he had gotten out of the car, speaking to Rivaille through the now-opened window. "Don't apologize. Anyways, come to my apartment tomorrow again, if you're free. Considering that you're brat, you probably have a lot of time." Eren gave a nod in understanding. "I-I'll try to." Rivaille reeled the window up, beginning to drive off.

A sigh departed the teen's lips. He entered back inside of his own apartment. As he headed inside of his apartment room, he slammed the door shut, and quickly locked it before flopping down on his own bed. "I feel so tired.." His eyes stared into the darkness. He didn't want to bother switching on the lights. He rolled on his bed, laying on his side.. Come to think of it.. It's been about two years since I've moved from my parents place.. Mikasa has a job already even though she's in high school. I have no idea how's that possible.. I should get a part-time job to pay my rent.. Mikasa's been paying for my rent for some reason.. I should stop relying on her.. As his thoughts consumed him, he quickly fell off into sleep without realization.

"...Corporal... Rivaille.."