Notes: As promised here is chapter two. :3 Happy Valentines Day everyone, now have some more angst. Enjoy~ ^-^

"Fuckin, hell," the brunet's scruffy hair was completely drenched along with his Sina High jersey. As if the pouring rain wasn't bad enough it was also freezing. "Damn it Armin." He'd been standing outside the blond's house for five minutes and he was debating about just trying to break the door down. He tried calling the other male four times and had sent over eight text messages, but still no reply. As more minutes passed Eren's annoyance quickly faded into concern, his Armin had been acting weird lately. Yes, that's right, his Armin.

The change in his friend had happened gradually, starting about six months ago. Everyone thought that Eren was clueless about things pertaining to others. They thought he wouldn't pay attention to little things like Armin smiling less or the fact this his once vibrant ocean eyes had turned dull. The blond was his best friend so of course he noticed. He had even walked in on him crying in the bathroom more than once, but the smaller male always ran out before Eren could ask any questions. In fact Armin's been avoiding both him and Mikasa for several weeks now and the brunet had become very worried.

Eren frowns and swiftly makes his way to the backdoor. Fuck. It was locked as well, just his luck. Sighing the brunet slumps to the wet ground with an irritated huff. His bright emerald orbs glance up at the large oak wood to his left. One of the tree's branches was actually really close to the window for the second floor hallway. It wouldn't be the first time he's climbed it to get inside but it was raining really hard and he could slip… Then again wasn't he known for doing stupid and reckless things? Besides, if he stayed outside any longer he could get sick. He also just really wanted to get inside and check on Armin. He needed to find what was wrong with him. Had the brunet accidentally done something to cause the blond to become upset? He sure hoped he wasn't at fault but if he was he'd come prepared. He had bought two bags of Armin's favorite chocolate as well as some of his favorite movies. Eren had it all planned out. He would drag his friend to the living room, start up the fireplace, talk things out, play the movie Sinbad, throw a blanket over Armin, and then feed him some chocolates and cuddle with him. Yep, it was the perfect plan. Well, not if he couldn't even get inside.

Eren slings his backpack over his shoulder and moves closer to the tree. He grabs onto the highest branch he could reach with both of his hands and secures one foot on a gnarl extending from the trunk. Hoisting himself up, he swings his leg around so he was seated steadily on the branch. Climbing in this kind of weather was extremely difficult and hopefully something he would never have to do again. It took all most all of his upper body strength to keep from falling as he finally made it to the large, sturdy branch a few feet from the window. Thank God it was open. Honestly if it had been closed the brunet would've been more than willing to break it. But if that was the case he could've just broken one of the windows on the first floor, then again one of the neighbors might have thought he was breaking in and called the police. He doubted Mikasa would bail him out again…

After outstretching one of his arms to open the window a bit wider Eren carefully attempts to jump inside, cursing loudly when his foot slips off the branch too soon. Flailing around frantically his hand catches the windowsill and using the last of his strength he pulls himself inside, tumbling to the floor clumsily. The brunet shuts his eyes tightly and waits several seconds for the pain in his back to subside. Fuck the police; he'd just break the window on the first window next time.

Ignoring his body's protests he stands shakily, "Armin? Eren called out, his voice laced with concern. He walks over to the blond's room, knocking on the door twice. "Armin, are you in there?" Slight muffled music was all he could here from inside the room, "Armin!" He yelled, maybe Armin couldn't hear him over the song? His heart sinks when there's still no answer. Please don't be locked, please don't be locked, God please don't let it be locked. Hesitantly turning the doorknob he almost cries. It was locked. The brunet forces himself to remain calm, screaming internally he spoke with gritted teeth, "Armin, please open the door." He waits a complete minutes before speaking again, "You have one more minute to let me in before I break down this door." After another minute he began digging through his bag for something he could use to open the door. He was too exhausted to just break it completely by himself. What he finds in the front pocket of his backpack has him screaming into his hands, a key… more specifically the spare key that could open Armin's front door. He had completely forgotten he even had it.

Eren takes several deep calming breaths before he goes back to focusing on the task at hand, getting into Armin's room. Pulling out the chocolates and movies he slings his backpack over his shoulder again before ramming into the door with all the force he could muster. It only took two tries before the last of his strength, plus the four textbooks in his bag, thankfully seemed to do the trick as the door came crashing down.

Letting the backpack slide off of his arm his eyes scan the room for the blond. The brunet arches a brow and moves to turn down the music, "Armin, you in here?" He plops down on the bed with a confused frown, his eyes glancing at his friend's phone. It was so unlike Armin to just ignore his messages and calls like that.

Noticing the bathroom was open a crack Eren stands and walks over, slowly opening the door wider, "Hey, are you okay—" His knees nearly give out at the sight of his friend. His face pales and he looked completely horrified. The brunet had to use the wall to support himself, covering his mouth with one of his hands to prevent himself from screaming. The blond looked so utterly broken curled up on the floor in a pool of his own blood.

Eren wanted to believe that this was a home invasion gone wrong, that Armin hadn't done this to himself. But as he checked for a pulse and attempted to stop the bleeding he found several scars all over the blond's arms. Why? How long has his friend felt like this? Why did he feel like this? Why hadn't he told the brunet? He should've visited him sooner. Oh God, what if he'd come too late? He had originally planned on visiting him Saturday instead of tonight. The thought sends a shudder down his spine. Armin barely had a pulse and it was quickly fading as the seconds passed. Carefully stepping over the blond he searches desperately through the cabinets for bandages, glass crunching beneath his shoes.

After finding some he bends back down, ignoring the glass shards stabbing into his knees. He quickly wraps bandages tightly around both of Armin's upper arms as a makeshift tourniquet before wrapping some more around his wrists and then neck. The bleeding stopped but he had already lost quite a lot of blood. His phone was wet from being inside his soaked jersey but luckily it was still functioning.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"M-my friend, he tried to kill himself. Please help, he's lost a lot of blood, h-he's dying!" Eren hadn't even realized he'd been crying until now. After answering a couple of more questions and stating the address he tosses his phone. He carefully cradles the blond in his arms and stands, heading downstairs. Setting Armin down on the couch he unlocks the front door and quickly returns to his friend's side, pulling him into his lap.

"…Eren, I'm s-sorry…" The words came out quiet and slightly garbled.

Eren stares down at him with wide eyes, surprised he was awake or even able to form sentences. The brunet frowns and holds him closer, running a hand through his golden locks, "Shh..." He grabs his hand and entwines their fingers, resting his chin on Armin's head. He shuts his bright jade orbs, fighting back tears as he began humming a familiar tune that made the blond smirk.

"Dork…" Armin coughed out, his lips curving into a small smile.

Eren chuckled softly, smiling fondly when the other male gripped his hand tighter. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine," his voice had a small tremor to it. "You make me happy when skies are gray," he turns the blond around in his arms. "You'll never know dear how much I love you," he gently pushes Armin's bangs out of his face. "So please don't take," Eren places a kiss on his pale forehead, "my sunshine away," Armin's eyes flutter shut and his hand goes limp as the paramedics rush inside the house.

Notes: In the first paragraph when I said 'his Armin' it had actually originally been a mistake. But when I had my sister look over my writings she pointed out my error, laughed, and told me to keep it. So I did. xD

Also, I might get a third chapter out today possibly.

Thank you for the reviews and favorites everyone! :D Those are what keep me going. ~(^v^)~