Hey Everyone! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I have two stories that I'm trying to keep up with at the moment, so it makes things a little harder than they should be... Hehe... my bad... This chapter is a little short. I was going to make it longer, but if I added the next part it probably would have been too long, so this is what you get for now. The next chapter will be longer, I promise! Anyways, happy reading, and don't forget to review! Suggestions and constructive criticism are always welcome, as usual.

Never Regret

Chapter 2

Levi and Eren stood in the kitchen, looking at each other, not saying a word. Hanji had just been kicked out by Levi, and they were officially alone for the first time ever. The silence lasted a lot longer than Eren even thought possible, until his popsicle started melting and was running down the back of his hand. The younger boy panicked, swore, and turned to hold his hand over the sink so that none would get on the floor. He quickly cleaned up, and when he turned back around Levi was closing the door to his room, and he was gone again.

Eren didn't even know what to do at that point. He had hoped that his friends would stay longer, but his roommate had scared them away, so he had nothing to do, and it wasn't like he could hang out with Levi, and the older man had kicked Hanji out. He eventually settled for picking a movie from the few he had brought.

Just as the first movie ended and the credits started to roll, Levi re-emerged from the room, and sat on the love seat, facing away from Eren, feet up on the other cushion, phone in hand. He turned his head just enough so he could see Eren from the corner of his eye, and asked him to shut the tv off. Eren, not wanting to lose any fingers or something to that effect, did as he was told.

Once it was quiet in the room, Levi spoke, being nice to Eren for once. "Are you hungry? There's a good Chinese place just around the corner, and I was going to order some takeout. Do you want some? Delivery is cheaper if you order more." Levi kept tapping away at his phone as he spoke, obviously looking for the number for the restaurant. When he found it he stopped before pressing send, and looked expectantly at Eren with a glare in the mix when the boy didn't answer.

Truthfully, Eren had been so surprised by Levi's temporary kindness he hadn't known how to react, but when he noticed Levi's face turning to a scowl he shook his head slightly and stumbled over an answer. "Um, well, I just had pizza not too long ago, but I could eat it later, I guess. Chances are, I'll be hungry later."

Levi nodded, but responded sourly. "It's not for right now, you brat. On move-in day you have to order early to even get anything there. It most likely won't even be here for a few more hours."

"Well you could have said that, you know." Eren spat back.

"Do you want anything or not, brat?" Levi's scowl deepened, and Eren grunted in distaste.

"Stop calling me that, and that's fine. I like their Tangerine Chicken with Chow Mein noodles and white rice."

Levi lifted one slim eyebrow as Eren countered him. "You've eaten there before, then?"

"I have lived on campus for two years now. I've ordered at all the takeout places around here. I'm a junior you know, not a freshman."

"Really, because based on your bratty attitude I would have guessed freshman right off the bat."

"Stop with the brat thing, and order the food already. I'm going to go take a shower." Eren stood up and left Levi to order the food, but as he put the remote back on the coffee table, Levi had to put in his last two bits.

"Good, because you stink, damn brat." Eren turned around, ready to punch the other male in the face, but upon seeing the other's hard expression decided better of it, and he simply turned around and stalked off to get his bathroom things from his room.

After showering, Eren returned to the living room in a pair of dark skinny jeans and a tight, black shirt. Levi was still sitting on the couch, but now he had a binder open in front of him with a pencil in hand. The pencil threw Eren off, because most students always used a pen. He didn't seem to be writing words, either. The strokes he was making with the pencil were too strange to be words.

It was when Levi started tapping his fingers on the paper in a sort of rhythm that Eren started to understand and noticed the keyboard set up against the wall next to the other male's room. "What's your major, Levi?" The raven stopped his tapping momentarily to shoot the brunette a heated glare.

"Is that any of your business, brat?"

"I'm just curious. I've watched a friend do something similar to what you are doing now, and he's a pianist." Eren cocked his head to the side after Levi closed his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.

"I'm a piano major. I'm working on an arrangement. Are you happy now that you've messed me up and I have to start over?" Levi glared at the boy and Eren muttered a quick apology before Levi continued. "Listen brat, I have to work on this. The food will be here in a little while, but until then I really need you to be quiet. Find a quiet way to occupy yourself, will you?"

"Fine, but stop calling me a brat, asshole." Eren turned to fetch his sketchbook from his room and his art pencils. He figured he would try drawing something to calm his nerves. Once he re-emerged he looked around for something to sketch. His eyes landed on the keyboard sitting just to his right.

He sat on the couch, leaning on the armrest closest to the keyboard, and started to sketch. It didn't take him long to finish the simple drawing of the keyboard, shading and all, and was quickly looking for something else to add to his sketchbook.

His teal eyes, after scanning the room, fell on his roommate. The other boy looked peaceful as he alternated between writing and tapping on the papers in front of him. It was the first time Eren had ever seen Levi without a scowl on his face. In fact, his face was relaxed and his posture comfortable. His head tilted to the right every time he tapped out a rhythm as if he were listening to the music he was silently playing.

Eren's heart skipped a beat when he realized just how handsome the man sitting across the room from his was. He decided to draw his roommate. Portraits were one of his favorite things to draw with pencil, and hands were another, so he decided to capture the whole scene with his pencils. He spent the better part of close to two hours on his sketch of Levi. He took extra time and care to get the eyes and hair just right, and then later, his hands. He decided early in the drawing that he liked it best when Levi was playing his silent piano, so that was what he captured.

When he was done, he was left with his best sketch ever, especially considering that his model was constantly moving throughout the whole thing. He had captured the mood perfectly with the shading and texture effects he had put into the drawing. Levi's hair looked just as soft in the drawing as it did in real life, and his hands were just as delicate.

Eren stared at the sketch for a few more moments until there came a knock on the door. Eren was then grateful that he had finished his art piece, because Levi got up to get the door, and the boy would have lost his chance to finish it.

As Levi stood to get the door, Eren closed the sketchbook and placed it on the coffee table. He reached into his back pocket to retrieve his wallet to help pay for the food. He walked over, handed Levi a ten-dollar bill, and walked back into the living room. Levi paid for the food and went into the kitchen, Eren following close behind.

Levi unpacked the bag of food, giving Eren his, and they plated it up and went to eat on the couches in the living room. Eren sat back in his spot at the armrest by the keyboard, and Levi took the spot opposite him.

They ate mostly in silence, until Levi decided to break the quiet atmosphere. "I'm surprised you were able to stay quiet for that long, brat. What were you doing?"

"Is that any of your business?" Eren mocked what Levi had said earlier and the raven cocked a thin eyebrow.

"Considering the fact that you pried into my life and I answered, I think it's only fair that I know a little bit more about yours."

"Alright, fine. I'm an artist. That's my major, even, so I was drawing." Eren shoveled another forkful of tangerine chicken into his mouth and Levi pried more.

"What were you drawing? You were very focused on it, whatever it was."

Eren stayed quiet for a minute, eyeing the sketchbook that sat on the coffee table between Levi and himself. Eventually he settled on an answer. "That's not any of your business, and it really wasn't anything."

"I know what the first thing was that you drew. It was the keyboard. You were very focused on it, but you finished that quickly. You moved on to something else, but I didn't know what. It took up the majority of your time, though. It must have been interesting."

Eren stayed quiet then, and retrieved the book from the coffee table to place between himself and the armrest. "Can I see it?" Eren's head snapped up at the question.

He immediately knew how to counter that one. "Can I hear what your arranging?" The space between them was suddenly thick as neither wanted to show the other their talents. "You show, I show, that's how this works, Levi."

"It's not done yet, brat." Eren laughed a little at that.

"Who said mine was?"

Levi smirked. "I know the first one is, or you wouldn't have moved on to the something else."

"How about this: when you play the piano for me I'll show you some of my drawings, deal?" Eren held out his hand to shake Levi's, sealing the deal.

Surprisingly, Levi took Eren's hand, and they shook firmly before falling back into a comfortable silence. Eren reveled in the feeling of Levi's hand. It had been soft, but he could feel callused skin on his fingertips from years of playing music. It made Eren wonder if you really could get calluses from playing the piano, or if Levi played another instrument as well.

They ate quickly and Levi went back to tapping on his paper and writing notes down after cleaning up the dishes. Eren had finished his drawing, so he played a game on his phone for a while until Levi got up, pulled some ear buds out of his pocket, and approached the keyboard. Eren smirked. "You know, you could let me listen and then you would see my drawings, right?"

"When I play for you, brat, it will be on a real piano, not this piece of shit keyboard. This is just to check rhythm and harmony. I don't even have any pedals on this thing." Levi looked over at the instrument with a look of absolute disgust on his face.

"Whatever you say…" Eren fell quiet again, and Levi sat down, plugged the buds in, and started moving his fingers across the keys in a way that mesmerized the Brunette. He couldn't even hear what was being played, but he was already fascinated. Levi would stop frequently to play something a few times, erase notes, or add in new ones.

Eren watched his hands move and cross each other for a long time before he decided he would kill himself sitting there watching something he couldn't hear, so he turned away from the keyboard and picked up his sketchbook again to find something else to draw, and, not seeing anything of interest, free-handed something random, listening to the clicking of the plastic keys behind him all the while.

The night passed quicker and quieter than Eren had ever expected it to, and before long he was yawning and closing his sketchpad for the night. He muttered a quick goodnight to Levi, who was now sitting on the loveseat reading a book, and made his way to his room.