Chapter 2 - Monday Morning

The early morning breeze swept through the castle currently known as HQ. The dawn just peaking over the horizon. Cockerels squawked loudly signalling the break of a new day.

Eren sat unmoving on his dump of a bed, almost lifelessly, staring up at the ceiling. Deep bags hung under his eyes, conveying his tiredness. No matter how many times Eren tried to get to sleep that night, it evaded him like he was the plague.

His brain wouldn't shut down. He could not stop wondering what the corporal would do to win this damn bet he made.

He wasn't scared or anything. He knew he had nothing to hide. But it was the conversation he had with Hanji after dinner that night that really spooked him.

flashback

Everyone had now left the table to clean HQ - under Rivaille's orders - except himself and Hanji. She had said to Rivaille that she just wanted to talk to Eren about the experiments.

"Be careful, Eren." She instantly changed from her usual cheery self to utter seriousness in seconds.

"I-I'm sorry?"

She looked around her to make sure nobody was listening to their conversation.

"Once Rivaille makes a bet, he will stop at nothing to win." She whispered.

"What does that mean?" Eren asked.

"If he has to, Rivaille will hurt you, not only physically but mentally and psychologically too, to get his way.

Pause. Deadly silence. Eren gulped audibly. Hanji stared down at Eren almost menacingly before returning to 'normal'.

"Well, see ya, Eren!" She patted him on the shoulder and pranced away.

end flashback

"Oi, brat! Get up off your lazy ass! You're already ten minutes late for training!" Corporal Rivaille strode into his room.

Shit! He must have been day dreaming for so long he had lost track of time.

"Y-yes, sorry Sir. Won't happen again, Sir." Eren mumbled.

"Hurry up and get changed. We don't have time to be sitting here talking." He crossed his arms.

"Of course, Corporal. Could you please get out so I can change?" Eren tried to say it in the politest way possible. It didn't work.

"Is that you giving me orders, Jaeger? You haven't won the bet yet. I think I'm just fine standing right here. Change. Now."

Eren blushed as the Corporal gave him a hard stare which basically meant "don't make me hurt you, because I will." He slowly started taking off his old shirt and replacing it with a clean one.

He could feel the stare of eyes on him, burning him inside. This made Eren feel moderately uncomfortable.

"Get a move on, Jaeger!"

He flinched when the Corporal shouted at him. Getting clean boxers out of a drawer he faced the wall so Rivaille couldn't see everything and he could have a little tiny bit of privacy - no matter how minuscule.

Safely covered up he quickly put on the rest of his uniform. He looked at the Corporal's emotionless face. Knowing he wasn't going to say anything else he stared walking to the training field when...

SMACK!

He felt the Corporal's hand on his butt. Turning around he could see his smirk, almost taunting him.

"Nice ass, Jaeger. You should really let me have a go of it some time?"

'Help. Let me die, please let me die now. What is this feeling, make it stop!'

"I-I um..." Just incoherent mumbles escaped his lips.

"Get to training." Was all he got as a reply before Rivaille walked out of the room, leaving Eren speechless.


A.N: sorry it's so short. I'll make up for it in the next chapter. Please review!