Author's Note:

I get it. I've been gone for a very long time. I can't change that, but I'm trying to post stuff when I can. I wrote this in the middle of class, so I was awake and in the mood to write.

This fanfic specifically was recommended and angrily forced upon me by my friend Ezri. They are so awesome, I can't express! They gave me fandom homework for craps sake! They're one of the main reasons for my writing this fanfic, which will be like two or three chapters max, so you should be thanking her and not me! All my inspiration is from the movie Coraline, which I explicitly recommend.

Warnings: Not really anything bad in here at all. It gets kind of creepy.

Pairing: Eruri (Erwin/Levi)

Disclaimer: I don't own Coraline, the plot for Coraline, or anything about Coraline. I also don't own anything relating to Snk or it's characters. That belongs to Isayama, the mastor heartwrencher.

I hope you all enjoy it!

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When Erwin woke up again, he realized he was in his own home. It shouldn't have shocked him, since he had already deduced that it had all been a dream, but it surprised him nonetheless. He sat up in his bed, the forest green bedspread pooling around his waist, and he looked around, trying to find someone that didn't exist. He shook his head, ran his right hand through his rough blonde locks, which were getting decidedly too long, and tried to forget the dream like he forgot all the others.

Erwin's dreams were frequently filled with his hopes and his plans. While his nightmares were about blood, gore, death, and the ever increasing stress of survivors guilt, his dreams were filled with his longing. Some people mostly expressed that through hobbies and things, but Erwin really didn't have an outlet, so it was usually cast into the back of his mind. Cast into the deep pits of his sub-conscious that he wished to remain buried like his friends. Unfortunately, no such things happened. Last night's dream was proof of that very statement.

Erwin got out of bed and made his decision- today he would finish the cleaning and then start planning out his exploration routes. It was time to get out of stuffy houses and cars, and get into the wilderness.

Around midday, Erwin proved to be false. The work that he was doing would only let him be finished by tomorrow at the most, which was tragic, since he was almost out of supplies. The things he had bought at Ackerman's barely lasted the day, and so Erwin seized the opportunity and left to visit the store once more.

Before he left, however, he noticed something. He did a double take and went into the living room again. He tilted his head a little in confusion, since the little cupboard was slightly open. Erwin was pretty sure he had closed it the previous day, but with a shake of his head and a soft laugh he determined he must have left it open. He grabbed the key and closed it firmly.

"I'm going to either need to tape it or paint over it" Erwin said to himself, "these old doors are always hard to close in old houses. It's nothing unnatural. Purely science."

He left to get more supplies, feeling a slight twinge of anxiety in his back.

"Do you have any paint?" Erwin asked. He was facing the handsome cashier again, whose face was looking unconcerned.

"It's a cleaning store." Levi said the statement simply, like the fact was the answer.

"So... no?" Erwin said, raising his left eyebrow.

"Next to the Windex. We only have skin colors and one or two hardwoods," Levi said sighing. His eyes had a glint to them, though, so Erwin thought the shorter man was just messing with him. Erwin turned around and grinned to himself. Why not make this trip a little fun?

He found the paint cans on a stack on the floor, and moved around to face the cashier. In a slow motion, he was squatting behind some of the cans, his legs a little spread and the paint can between his legs. He picked up one can and turned it over in his fingers, the object almost touching the ground.

"How much for one?" He said, his voice rather deep. He didn't mean for it to come out so dark but, well, it did. Levi was facing him, his face unchanged.

"It says it on the can, does it not?"

"The handwriting is small on this one," Erwin commented, leaning forward a bit to look. His abs contorted under his plain gray shirt as he moved and his green necklace swung forward.

"Six," Levi said simply, turning around behind the counter. It could have been his imagination, but Erwin swore he saw Levi lick his lips as he turned away. With a grin, Erwin stood up and placed the can on the counter, successful.

"Just one of these and more wipes." He said quietly. Levi turned around and rung him up, his dark hair shading his face a little.

Erwin could have stared at the man all day, his soft lips tight and his shirt (which exposed his collarbone) was a delightful thing. Well he could have, but something outside drew is attention. It was a deer, off in the woods across the street. It looked directly at Erwin, shook his head as if saying 'no', and then ran off. Erwin got the distinct impression that the deer was trying to warn him, but shook off the thought quickly. That didn't make any sense.

"Erwin," Levi silky voice said beside him. Erwin turned his blonde head and focused his blue eyes on Levi's dark ones. For a minute, they both stayed there for a while, but Erwin won and Levi looked down, motioning with his hand in the middle of the two. "Your receipt."

Erwin took it with a nod, grabbed his things and walked to the door. "Thank you."

Erwin swore he saw a hint of a smile as he left the store and walked back to his car. He looked down at the receipt and found something scribbled on the bottom. Erwin grinned and pocketed the receipt. It had Levi's number on it.

When Erwin pulled into his apartment, he saw a light on downstairs. He dropped his stuff off on his kitchen table and walked down the stairs. He walked up to the dark mahogany door and knocked twice.

"Hello?" Erwin called. With a couple of indistinct whispers, he heard a lock cast aside.

A blond person opened the door, his blue eyes shining through the little crack he made. "Who is it?"

"The new upstairs tenant, Erwin. I don't mean to be a bother. I just wanted to day hi and-"

"Oh!" The man interjected and opened the door. Behind him the apartment was a mess. There were papers and clothes everywhere and red solo cups littering the floor. A couple feet behind the blond were a man and a woman, the woman's short black hair almost hidden under the red scarf she wore. The man had an angry face like something Erwin would have seen in the military. His eyes shone with some type of indescribable rage and anger. The blond, on the contrary, had a smile on his face and his short hair framed his face, giving him a cute look. Erwin realized that the blond had waved to him the day before. "Nice to meet you!"

"I don't mean to be a bother, really." Erwin said, looking at the other two. The blond just waved to his companions.

"I'm Armin, that's Mikasa," he pointed to the woman with the long scarf and strong looking arms, "and that's Eren."

Armin pointed to the dark eyed man and he smiled.

"We share the apartment, since college is, well, a mess. Plus we've known each other for years. You aren't a bother, by the way. It's just that the other two are a little shy around new people."

Erwin nodded his head, his hands moving to his pockets. "I just wanted to inform my neighbors about my nightmares. Sometimes I can get rather loud and if it becomes a serious bother I can get some sound proofing, but since I just moved I haven't had time to do anything about it."

"That's okay," Armin said, but his smile faded and he bit his lip. "You know, for extreme nightmares, it's helpful to try placing yourself and easing your mind before you fall asleep. If you know that you are at home, and that you are safe, psychologically it should bring you better results."

Erwin nodded his head, mentally reminding himself to take those steps. "Thank you for the tip."

"Have you met Hanji yet?" Armin asked, his smile coming back.

"Yes I did," Erwin said."They-uh-"

"They asked you about to do a sleep study, didn't you?" Armin said with a laugh. "Classic Hanji."

"Don't ever ask them about their experiments," Eren said, to Erwin's shock. "If you want to live,

just don't."

"Did you learn it from experience?" Erwin asked, a grin on his face.

"They had me there for three days just reading about studies they did on Sonny and Bean." Eren

said with a shudder. "I still have nightmares."

"What are Sonny and Bean?" Erwin asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Hanji's lab rats. Somehow Hanji had kept them alive for some three years. If I was them, I would probably contemplate suicide." Eren replied.

"Is it really that bad?" Erwin said, a chuckle escaping him.

"Eren's exaggerating. But they are, uhm, a little sad if you see them." Armin interjected. Erwin nodded his head and caught sight of a clock behind Eren. Erwin decided he really must start cleaning, or it would never get done. He smiled at the tenants and tried to decide how he felt about them. They seemed nice enough, even if their apartment gave him the chills.

"I have to get going, but it's nice to meet you. I'm confident we will meet again."

Armin held out his hand and Erwin shook it. He lightly turned and walked back upstairs.

Author's Note: I'm sorry it's so short and I'm sorry I didn't get to the next dream in this chapter, but it's coming! Don't worry! I hope you like, fav, review, and read my other works! ~Cryellow