Warnings: events are made up- don't forget that! Also there is a rape warning for this chapter. Proceed with caution. Hope it's somewhat enjoyable.

Resurgence

Chapter 2

You know, I've always hated the very idea of teaching. In this world and in my past life. Yet somehow teaching is the only thing I did. Well, I suppose the only thing I really taught others to do in my other life was how to clean and how to not die. Here, well I don't think teaching literature has anything with teaching young minds how to survive. I also have a physical training class as well. I suppose that can be thought of as teaching others to survive since self-defense is something that is taught in some of the lessons. But other than that, my life, compared to my previous one, is completely boring.

I suppose it's better. There aren't giant monsters trying to eat me, or anyone else for that matter. Everything is completely at peace but a part of me doesn't feel all too happy about that. Not because everything in this life is easier- because heavens knows I'd rather stand in front of a class teaching Literacy than stand in front of a Titan that's trying to have me for lunch. I just feel... Like something is missing. No matter how hard I think about it, I just can't figure out what that something is. But I know that, whatever it is, its absence is surely the most painful thing ever. There's a hole in my chest and I think only "it" can close it up.

That's probably why I've always been so... Cold with others. No matter how many people I meet from my past life, none of them give me the sense of that hole being filled and the only way I responded to them is by being cold and indifferent. But then again, I suppose it's not that different to how I was in my past life.

"Ever since you took Eren into your care you've become more… nice."

To be honest, I don't think the past me really noticed the small changes that happened. Maybe he did but I think he only realized them when it was far too late. i wonder if I'll be able to change again and if this time I'll notice those changes. I think that maybe I will. After all, we learn from our past mistakes and what's better than learning from your literal past?

But then again, like I've said, this world and that world is completely different. But I suppose they do kinda have one thing in common. Survival. I mean, it's completely different but at the same time it's the same. Back in that world we had to survive the Titans and in this world, well, we just have to survive. We have to make a living and provide ourselves with the needed things.

Although it isn't really as easy as it sounds. Just simply surviving, in any world, is one hundred percent difficult. I would know. Back when I was sixteen I went through a lot. At that time I had a particular dream and no matter how hard I try, I can never forget it…

"Levi, you know I love you with all my heart" I hear mother say, her words spurring due to her intoxicated state. "I do this because I love you. You're my little bastard baby" she says as she caresses my cheek with one hand while her other trails down my neck, her long nails scratching the skin. "I'm the only one that will ever love you. No one else, just me"

"You're drunk" I point out and she only chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers up my spine. "I'm not drunk, Levi" she says as her hand caressing my cheek turns my face to the side. I could feel her other hand trail to the hem on my shirt, her fingers gently hooking into the soft fabric as she made a humming sound.

"When I found out I was pregnant with you my first reaction was utter horror. I couldn't believe it. I never ever wanted to have a child. And that's why I tried to kill you. I couldn't afford to go past a single floor so an abortion was completely out of the question"

"So I drank, did drugs and purposefully harmed myself in any way possible in any way possible but you just wouldn't die... I completely resented you and when you were finally born, I thought I would be able to get rid of you... All I wanted was for you to disappear but when I saw your frail, helpless body, your tear soaked cheeks and your small little bloody hands reaching out to me, that whole perspective of mine changed."

" I realized that I couldn't kill such an innocent thing, something that's a part of me. And it was then that I also loved you. I still love you. You've grown up so much. You're so handsome. Look at you, you're only fourteen years old and you're already a gorgeous young man. And that's why I'm doing this, Levi. You're my son. Only I may love you. Only me"

I know that she's currently only acting like this because of the alcohol she had been downing earlier up until now. I know that. When she's sober she treats me like I'm nothing but a burden. She doesn't love me. Every night it's the same. She drinks until her mind is nothing but thin air and then... And then...

"Only I may love you, Levi" I hear her say, her voice bringing me out of my own thoughts, "In this world it's not certain if we'll even survive. The titans... They'll devour us all... But I see it... I see us, dying. Together" she whispers the last part as her fingers gently trail underneath my shirt and her nails dig into my skin.

"Only I may love you, Levi. Only I may" she says as she pulls her hands back. It didn't even phase me that her nails were coated with blood, my blood. This is normal. This happens almost every night.

"You should go to bed. You're drunk" I say one more time and she only chuckles. "I'm not drunk, Levi" she says as she lowers me down on the floor where a futon was set out for her to sleep on. This is all normal.

"You're mine. Only I may love you" she sounds almost desperate now but I know... I know she's not being herself. She doesn't want me. "You're my little bastard baby" she says as she lowers herself down and straddles me.

This is normal.

She travels her hands to the buckle of my pants and un-does it. I do nothing. I just lay there, motionless. "I love you, Levi" she says as she drags my pants down to my knees before taking my soft member in her hand and starts stroking it until it was fully erect and then lifting herself up and removing all her clothes. Again, I just lie there, lifeless.

I watch as she lowers herself back down and moves my unintentionally erect member over to her heated entrance and presses it against her plump flesh before forcefully pushing my member inside of her. "I love you."

I know you don't.

"I love you"

This is all normal.

Even remembering it now makes me feel nauseous. I was fourteen when I first had that dream. It was because of that dream- no, that memory- that I started becoming violent. I used to fight with just about anyone over the most simplest of things and I always go into trouble at school because of this.

I started hating my mother of this world but I know that that was a real asshole move of me. But I was so shocked from that dream. I couldn't even comprehend how my mother from my past life could do such a thing to me... No wonder I became such a fucked up person... Of course I eventually realized that my mother of this world is a far cry from my mother of that world. Eventually I calmed down, all the fighting stopped and for some reason I became closer to my mom.

I couldn't hate her. I knew that she would never be capable of doing something such as rape her own son.

I only had that dream once... Even so it still haunts me.

"Sensei" I hear a small voice call, breaking my train of thought. I look up to see one of my top students standing in front of my desk. "Ral-san? What are you doing here? Have I not seen you already for today?" I question.

The timid girl only nods her head before handing over a envelope. "It's from Hanji-sensei" she says as she bows her head and takes her leave.

This is surely odd. If Hanji wanted to tell me something she would have pulled me out of my class, not send me a silly letter. Is this even safe? Maybe she's trying to pull a prank on me. No... I think she's smarter than that.

I guess I'll just open it up and find out what it is that the four eyed freak wants.

Levi

Unfortunately something has happened at my parents house so I have to leave earlier. I've asked Erwin to allow you to watch over my next class and my last lesson. You're free in both so it shouldn't be a problem.

Don't be too harsh on the children. They're not used to having someone such as yourself teach them!

Love,

Hanji

Right at the bottom of the page was a chibi version of Hanji, which I'm guessing she drew herself, with a little speech bubble that had the words "thank you, short stuff!" written in it.

That woman...no wonder she wrote the letter. Had she come here herself I would have thoroughly told her to find someone else to take care of her classes. Now I have to look after them... And during my only free lessons... I'll have to get her back for this one.

"Oh my gosh, did you see the new kids?" "Yeah, there's three of them, right?" "Apparently we're getting 10 new students from Germany" "yes, three of them arrived today. They're quite tall..." "No, there's a short blonde guy and he has a sister who's even shorter than him. There's also a strange brown haired girl. She seems to be infatuated with the blond-"

I completely block out the petty gossip before the girl speaking could finish her sentence. The whole day I have been hearing all the children talking about these new students our school will be getting. I'm quite irritated. There has been nothing but talk from these brainless brats and I just can't stand it. Who cares about having new students?

I suppose these simple-minded idiots would get excited about something as idiotic as foreign learners. After all, it's something different and something to talk about. But I swear... I wish they could pay more attention to their work and not to the new students- who I'm sure don't want to be at the centre of everyones attention.

I must say, I am quite intrigued. I hadn't even known that we would be getting exchange students. Although, that's probably because I haven't gone to any staff meetings and Erwin and I haven't really spoken much in the past few weeks. Hanji should have known. Then again, she's like me. If something isn't asked then she can't answer- obviously.

Even though these new students will be a distraction for the old ones, I think that this type of change will be good for our school. A mixture of different cultures will be interesting. The germans may learn about us and we may learn about them.

And soon they'll become a normal sight at our school. After all, once a toy gets old and used it's completely forgotten.

"The blonde guy is kinda cute, but he looks like a girl. "Yeah I accidently called him a girl but he seemed to be okay with it. He just kindly corrected me. He must be used to being called a girl" "I was surprised at how well they speak Japanese." "Yeah, they're almost fluent"

And the gossip continues. Well, at least the next lesson is my last. And I don't really need to work since I'm just looking after Hanji's class. I hope this class isn't like the last one was. God... They were so much like Hanji it actually scared me. What is this world coming to? If there's an army of Hanji replicas then the world is surely coming to an end.

I can hear the sound of the bell going off in the passages. Thank goodness.

"If you didn't finish your work in class please finish it at home along with page 57 in your textbooks" I say, "you're all dismissed" I add in as I, along with the rest of the noisy class, get up from my desk and leave the room- obviously waiting for all the other brats to leave first.

Once I was out the room I walked down the passage and over to Hanji's class. I am so happy so happy this is my last lesson. Even though I have loads to do after school, just the thought of leaving this building makes me so... Relaxed. As long as I'm out of this building then I'm completely fine.

Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I've been working for nine years already and everything has just become so tedious. I enjoy shaping the minds of young learners, but sometimes I question why I chose to do this line of work. I could have been anything, yet I chose to become a teacher.

Even in my past life I hated the very thought of looking after anyone because the responsibility was far too much- of course, I still took the responsibility and did what I could. Teaching here in this world and "teaching" in that one is quite different, but the stress and responsibility is all the same.

"Well, there's no use thinking about this now." I mutter silently to myself as I walk into Hanji's class to find all the students gathered around the centre on the room and making one hell of a noise. They don't even realize I just walked in. Stupid brats.

I walk over to the desk in the front of the class room and drop my heavy suitcase on hi, the sound penetrating through the loud noise and forcing everyones attention away from whatever it was they were hurdled around and over at me. When they realized that it wasn't Hanji standing in front of their class room a couple of their eyes widened with what I assumed was surprise.

"I'm pretty sure this lesson has already begun. Please get to your own desks. Hanji-san had to make a trip home so unfortunately she won't be here and in her place I will be looking after you. I'm sure you have work so as long as you just do that and don't cause any trouble, this can be pleasant. If not, well, you'll find that out for yourselves"

Not even thirty seconds after I said that were all the students back at their seats and taking out their textbooks. I sigh out and take a seat. What were they so excited about anyway?

I look over to the place where everyone had be standing before to see a blonde haired, blue eyed girl sitting at a desk. She had an uncomfortable expression on here face. She must be the exchange student.

She looks familiar... Wait... That's not a girl...that's... That's...

"Armin Arlert?" I say softly, the sound going unnoticed by everyone else in the class. For some reason Armin seemed to pick up on the sound as he looked directly at me. He must have realized that I knew just who he was as he smiled shyly and made a hand signals only people from my past life -people who remembered it, that is- would know.

Hello Corporal Levi-san. Long time no see

DONE! Sorry for the long wait. I've been busy! Hope this chapter was enjoyable! I also hope to get reviews! You guys know how much I enjoy those!

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