Chapter Four

Levi walked with Eren into the building that was already half full of German soldiers, knowing for a fact that he stuck out like a sore thumb. He kept his eyes down and kept himself close to Eren.

"So, Jaeger, how was he? Was the little Jew good at warming your bed?" One of the men asked with a laugh, the other men laughing a bit as well as they all turned to look at Eren.

Eren frowned a bit, but just smiled to the men, knowing he had to keep letting them think that he was using Levi as someone to warm his bed and nothing more.

"Yeah, he was great. After a bit of getting him warmed up, he was extremely willing." He replied to the other men, laughing along with them.

Levi frowned a bit, looking at Eren and the men, wanting to know what they were talking about, but not really wanting to either. The way some of the soldiers were looking at him, he didn't really think he wanted to know.

"I'm sure he was. He's so little though? How could you fit it all inside?" one of them asked curiously.

"I made sure he was nice and stretched out." Eren replied to him, trying his hardest not to get angry at the questions they were asking, though knowing it would only get worse when they'd gotten to Auschwitz.

The Germans continued talking and laughing, looking back over at Levi every so often. He said nothing and just got himself some food, going rigid when he felt a large, firm hand on his ass. He turned around and saw himself face to face with one of the Nazis.

He figured he must have gasped of made some kind of noise because Eren was at his side in a second, yelling at the man who'd touched him.

"How dare you touch him? He's mine, you bastard. If anyone wants to touch him, you ask me first." He yelled angrily before taking Levi by the wrist and leading him out of the room.

Levi followed him out, staying silent as they walked back to the little concrete building with a plate of food.

"Sorry for that, by the way." Eren said to him with a soft smile as they sat down on the bed to eat together.

"What were they saying?" Levi asked curiously as he ate the meats and cheeses.

"You really don't wanna know."

Levi nodded, figuring he'd take the other's word for it. He just ate the food and spent the rest of the day in the concrete building while Eren got them playing cards and a few other things to help while away the hours. They eventually ended up sleeping in the same position as they had the other night, in their under wear and just keeping close to each other as the weather had begun to get colder and they needed to keep warm.

Levi woke up to hear Eren and another German talking quietly to each other, the other soldier not paying him any mind. He figured it had to be serious if they weren't laughing as annoyingly as usual.

Eren turned back to him after the other had left and gave a soft sigh. "I'm sorry, Corporal. There's been a change of plans. One of the guys who was supposed to go today's gotten ill so I've been told to take over. We're going to Auschwitz at noon."

Levi just nodded to the other. "Don't apologize. You didn't have anything to do with it." He replied to him as he moved to get himself dressed, checking the time and seeing that they'd slept in and only had a few hours to get ready.

They packed the few things in a single trunk that they'd bring. When it came time to go, Levi clutched his Torah close to himself and boarded the train, with Eren. They got a compartment to themselves and he sat across from the younger man. The entire train was rather quiet as they rode.

"How long do you think this is going to last? I mean with Hitler and all that." Levi asked after about half an hour of silence.

"I don't know really. With the Americans and the British and the Russians and all them fighting against him, I don't think it should be too much longer. You never know, though." Eren replied to him with a sigh, shrugging. "I know I'm not really supposed to, but I hope it happens soon. I really hate this. "

Levi nodded in agreement and just kept talking to him to while away the hours on the train before falling asleep for a while. He woke up when they'd stopped, and Eren was gently shaking him.

"Corporal, sir, we've arrived. Please wake up." Eren said to him gently.

He nodded and rubbed his eyes a bit before moving to stand up and grab his Torah and their trunk, then walking off the train with him.

Almost immediately, he wanted back on.

He kept close to Eren as they walked off and into the camp, surrounded by shouting German men. One of them approached the two of them; obviously asking about the Jew Eren was with. The two exchanged a few sentences before the German man looked over at him.

"You may be favored, but you're still just a filthy Jew. You're lucky Jaeger is merciful enough to pardon you for your crimes. Had it been anyone else, you'd be dead in an instant, Rivaille." The man said in perfect French to him.

Levi really hated the way the man said his name. It felt like he was flinging acid at him with just the sound of his name alone. "What crime is that, sir?" he asked to him confidently, though making sure not to be overly confident.

"Your crime is the same as the rest of your kind: existing." The man said shortly before taking the Torah out of his arms. "Ah, that's nice. It's from your mother." He commented with a seemingly benevolent smile. "What happened to Mommy, little one?"

"She died with my father in an automobile accident when I was fifteen." Levi replied to him with a frown.

"That's too bad." He replied, though completely apathetic as he threw the book into a fire nearby.