Welcome to the sixth chapter of my first fanfic!

NOTICE:

-the character Fyllie (pronunciation: "FILL-ee") June belongs to me.

-the rest of the characters with identified names belong to the anime and manga series Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin. "Trost Univeristy", "the Scouts", "The University of Utgard", "the Titans", while of course are referenced from the series, are fanmade (by me) colleges and teams, and the idea belongs to me, and are not a part of the Attack on Titan's existing story.

-"Paint Wars", while exists as the well known electronic music festivals, is the name of the College Paintball Sport Association in the fanfic.

-Language Warning; wouldn't be Attack on Titan without it.

-Sorry I haven't uploaded in such a long time. I regrettably have been absurdly busy despite being out of school. I do plan to continue and finish this fanfic, so please don't worry!

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"How'd you know there was a way to get up here?" Fyllie asked, taking a sip of her soda. The two had went and gotten themselves a pizza and drinks, and layed out a blanket to have a roof-top picnic.

Levi shrugged. "Every building has a way to get onto the roof."

Fyllie rolled her eyes, taking a bite of her pizza. "Are we even allowed up here?"

"I don't see why not. Do you like it?" Levi asked, finishing his pizza.

"Yeah, I do." Fyllie finished her slice and then layed down on the blanket and closed her eyes, soaking in the sun.

"Good," Levi said. He pushed his paper plate away as well and layed down beside Fyllie, looking up at the sky.

Fyllie opened her eyes and blushed a bit, turning her head away. She could almost feel how close he was. Even though she had been squished up against him in a closet the night before, this was different, somehow. She felt her cheek and sighed. Just around that area it was still black and blue.

"I see a Coach Erwin trying to take a constipated shit," Levi said plainly.

Fyllie almost choked. "What."

"In the clouds," Levi replied.

"You're such a pervert." Fyllie looked up at the clouds, seeing a bunch of fluffy white clumps of random disfigured shapes. "I see cotton candy and flowers," she said.

"I see a bunch of Titans with sticks up their asses." Levi closed his eyes.

"Wonderful," Fyllie rolled her eyes again, and then couldn't help but close them. Partly because after staring up at a big bright sky, she wanted to give her retna a rest, but also because everything felt just right. The temperature, the breeze. She felt relaxed, but if she had to run a mile, she could. It just felt, good.

Levi noticed Fyllie's shut eyes and couldn't help but stare at her for a few seconds before closing his.

"How's Petra doing?" Fyllie asked after a minute.

"Fine, I guess. No different than normal," Levi answered. He hesitated for a few seconds, his mouth opening and closing before letting any words fall out. "You know... Petra was the one who... helped me realize what was going on. With... the Titans." He said quietly.

"Petra's smart," Fyllie answered after a while. "In fact, I'm surprised you didn't get it before."

"Yeah..." Levi sighed. "You know... I don't want you to not tell me these things. they're serious."

"Is this my captain talking or a friend?" Fyllie asked kind of jokingly.

"What makes you think we're friends?" Levi answered jokingly as well.

"What is up, Scouts? Hope you had an awesome-ass time at my party-" Hanji was cut off immediately as Coach Erwin entered the area, clutching his briefcase firmly, looking exceptionally stoic today. "Uhhh, anyways," Hanji continued, "if you've checked the group chat, you'll know that this week is Pair's Week! Which means, get ready for a whole lotta partner work!" Hanji made an obvious effort to wink at Fyllie and Levi which made Levi roll his already disinterested eyes, and Fyllie turn a bright shade of pink which she hoped was hidden a bit by her freckles.

"Get to the point, Hanji." Levi said.

"Well, thanks to you~ oh great and powerful leader," Hanji continued, "we're going to make this Pair's Week the best bonding journey ever!"

"This sounds great!" Marco chimed cheerfully.

"Awww, this is cute," Krista smiled.

"Not that we need any extra bonding, though," Ymir said, wrapping her arms around Krista's shoulders.

"Just explain the challenge so we can get to work," Levi said dismissively.

"Okay, okay- This week we're going to see which pair can tolerate each other the most by seeing who spends the most time with their partner outside of practice!" Hanji declared. "Make sure to keep your phones charged, on you, with your GPS activated because we'll be calculating minutes and by the end of the week the winner gets a prize!"

"Quit making this sound like shit, Four-eyes," Levi stepped in. "Whoever wins doesn't have to clean the arena for the next week and also gets to take a free shot at whoever they want on the team."

"Wait really? We can just shoot anyone?" Fyllie asked, surprised. "Can I shoot you?"

"Why would you want to shoot your own partner?" Levi asked as he raised an eyebrow, meaning "I'll remember that for later".

"Well after spending an unnecessary amount of time together it makes sense, right?" Fyllie asked.

"She has a point, Levi!" Hanji said.

"I suppose so- This is beyond the point- Everyone run a lap or I'll make you lick this place clean from head to toe." Levi snapped.

"Well that sounds like a secret kink of yours," Fyllie joked to Levi as she started to jog with the others.

"Shut up and run, brat." Levi answered.

"You should run too." Fyllie replied.

"Why would I do that?" Levi asked.

"Because it's Pair's Week!" Fyllie said. "Look, Mikasa is holding Eren's hand," Fyllie observed- although it was more along the lines of Mikasa ripping the poor boy's arm out of his socket dragging him. "Ymir is carrying Krista bridal style-"

"Are you implying you want me to hold your hand and/or carry you bridal style?" Levi interrupted, with a raised eyebrow.

"N-god dammit. Fine I'll suffer by myself," Fyllie stuttered as she started sprinting to catch up with the others.

Once the team was done running their lap, they observed the practice agenda on the board.

Conditioning- 30"

Assigned skills- 60"

Balance- 20"

Tricks- 20"

Shooting- 20"

Conditioning- 30"

Fyllie walked back over to Levi. "Ready to suffer for three hours together?" She asked sarcastically.

"Totally. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life," Levi replied. "Alright- all you idiots get to conditioning."

Everyone hastily made their way over to the gym part of the arena, including Levi himself. Fyllie walked beside him.

"How many times could you bench press me?" Fyllie asked. She was feeling particularly energetic today, and in a certain mood to annoy Levi.

"I don't know and I don't give a shit," Levi answered.

"Do you have questions about the world that you'd want answered?" Fyllie asked, undeterred.

"No. Get on the floor, brat," Levi demanded once they were over in the gym area. He kicked open a mat for them and was implying for her to lay down to do sit ups.

Fyllie lied down on the mat and started doing sit ups as soon as Levi checked the clock and put his feet over hers. "Well have you ever wondered if someone is 99 pounds, and they eat 1 pound of Oreos, are they technically 1% Oreo?"

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard in my entire life. Of course you're not 1% Oreo. They're pre-diabetic if anything," Levi said. Fyllie's personality, especially when she was like this; random and energetic, was slightly annoying but also a bit refreshing. While Petra's questions and random conversation topics weren't always as "weird", Levi did have a hidden appreciation for them, and would prefer Fyllie continued talking to him rather than her being quiet.

"Hey Levi?" Fyllie asked, as she continued to do sit ups.

"What, brat?" He asked.

"Why did the boy drop his ice cream?" Fyllie asked, smiling a bit.

Levi sighed. "Why?" He asked. He was originally going to say something along the lines of "I don't give a shit", but he didn't want to risk for Fyllie to stop talking to him.

"Because he got hit by a bus," Fyllie said, bursting into laughter in amusement at her own joke.

Levi raised an eyebrow a bit taken aback. "What the hell." He couldn't help but let a smirk of amusement creep onto his lips.

"Why did the girl fall off the swing?" Fyllie asked, her pace of sit ups significantly slowing down from laughing so hard.

"Jesus Christ. Why?" Levi sighed.

"Because she was a quadriplegic." Fyllie answered, confining to laugh.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Fyllie." Levi asked, shaking his head. "And pick up the pace, you're slowing down way too much."

"I just thought you'd be the type of guy to appreciate dark humor," Fyllie answered giggling. "I've never heard you laugh before. Or I don't think I have," she said, slowly picking back up the pace of her sit ups.

"These jokes are just absurd." Levi shook his head. "Where did you even hear them?"

"Somewhere on the internet," Fyllie admitted.

"What kind of shit do you look up?" Levi asked.

"I have no idea," Fyllie replied.

"Time," Levi said, stepping off her feet. "You did horrible. I'm not even going to tell you how many you got. You probably got worse than Armin did when he was in his elementary school gym class."

"Oh whatever," Fyllie said standing up. "Get on the floor, brat!" She said, doing her best imitation of Levi. She had to stop herself from laughing again since her stomach on fire from the sit ups.

"Say that again, brat." Levi said in a threatening tone. Once time started, he proceeding to do his sit ups at his signature lightning speed. Fyllie didn't even deny herself that she wanted to look at his abs. She'd seen them maybe once before, when he took off his shirt to aid her bleeding face, but unfortunately she didn't get to oggle like she would have wanted given the situation.

"Did you know that in Nebraska it's illegal to go Whale Hunting?" Fyllie asked him, shifting her weight on her feet which were balanced on Levi's toes.

"That's ridiculous. Nebraska's in the damn middle of the USA," Levi said, rolling his eyes, not slowing down his pace.

"I know, right?" Fyllie said, giggling.

"Why are you so energetic today?" Levi asked.

"I got good sleep, I dunno," Fyllie said. "Also," she continued, "do you think that someone could grate cheese on your six pack?"

"What the actual f-" Levi was cut off by Fyllie's hand over his mouth.

"Levi! That's a naughty word!" Fyllie said.

Levi pulled Fyllie's hand off of him by grabbing her wrist and throwing it away. "Don't touch me with your disgusting grubby peasant hands and go to hell," he replied.

"Time," Fyllie said, grinning in amusement though rolling her eyes.

Levi motioned for her to come down to the floor across from him. "Plank. Once I'm done doing 50 push ups we'll switch," he said.

Fyllie got into the planking position and waited for Levi to start his push ups before taking her knees off the ground. "What are we going to do for assigned practice?" She asked.

"Well it's kind of up to everyone to decide. They have an hour to work on whatever they think they need to improve with the help of their partner of course. If some of them are just complete idiots and focus on the wrong thing entirely, Hanji, Erwin and I get to yell at them," Levi said.

"What are we doing?" Fyllie asked.

"Working on how to know when to shut up," Levi answered. "And then possibly some free running. No shooting. The game plan for this week's team we're facing is pretty simple. The others will distract their mob of brats and we run on the outsides of their arena to their flag. We can't run together though, we'd be easier to spot, and so we have to be able to get there at the same time, so there isn't a risk of the other team getting our flag before us." Levi recognized his first response to be a bit harsh, so he made sure that his continuation of speech was slightly more wordy than he would have cared to make it, ensuring Fyllie knew he wanted to carry on a conversation.

"For the whole hour?" Fyllie asked. Levi was finished with his 50 push ups, and the two took a 30 second test before Fyllie began doing her push ups and Levi held himself in a perfect plank.

"No. We'll focus on more than just once thing," Levi said, shrugging his shoulders a bit despite being in plank form. "We can practice our mid-air launches as well."

"Did you and Petra do those often?" Fyllie asked.

"Sometimes," Levi replied.

The pair continued to condition for the rest of the time, continuing their relentless work outs until they were each drenched in sweat. Fyllie kept a conversation the whole time, and Levi played along- just enough so Fyllie would keep talking to him.

"Did you know that one time there were these teenage boys who wanted to try cocaine for the first time and accidentally ended up snorting their grandfather's ashes?" Fyllie asked as Levi took a long drink of his water.

Levi's eyes widened and make a choking noise before spitting some of the water out of his mouth. "What?" He asked, wiping his mouth. Fyllie doubled over dying in laughter at his reaction, attracting Hanji over to make fun of Levi's action.

"You have water everywhere! What happened, Shorty?" She asked also laughing uncontrollably.

"Shut up. Fyllie's just being a weird ass," He retorted. "In fact, make note that Fyllie's internet activities are to be monitored from now on," he said seriously, although joking.

"Oh yeah, speaking of which," Hanji said, "I don't know where my team notebook is. I swear it was in my room at my desk, Levi. But I've seemed to misplaced it. When I woke up after the party the books at my desk were a mess. Drunk studying, maybe? Either way, I've been looking for that notebook, so if you see it, make sure you tell me!"

Fyllie stopped laughing as Levi and her exchanged glances.

"How stupid can you be to loose that thing?" Levi asked, rolling his eyes, putting up a perfect act.

"I'm not sure," Hanji said thinking. "I still have the majority of the information in my phone, but I really do need it. I can't believe I could have misplaced it so easily. This has never happened before..."

Fyllie's heart sank and she sighed, taking a drink of her water as well. She looked at Levi who gave her a look which seemed to say, "I know..."

"Oh my god," Fyllie said, as she checked her phone in the passenger seat of Levi's car as the stoic man got in the driver's seat.

"What?" He asked as he turned the key, starting the engine after buckling himself. He debated on whether or not he should buckle Fyllie, but decided he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

"My parents..." Fyllie said. "They're awake!" She shouted with sudden joy. "They woke up, they're okay! This is amazing, oh my gosh, I'm so... relieved- oh, I'm sorry for my sudden outburst, Levi," Fyllie apologized, a bit embarrassed. She blushed a bit and looked down at her phone texting quickly, and didn't notice the genuine content smile Levi was wearing on his face.

"Sorry? You don't need to be sorry, I'm glad they're okay," Levi said honestly. He didn't know if he was glad or not that she didn't see his genuine face of happiness for her. "Did they wake up at the same time?"

"No, my dad woke up about 12 hours after my mom did... My mom was just able to contact me when my dad woke up... and thanks, it's just... I've been so worried... I mean, school blows as it is... but when you have the added pressure of everything that's been happening..." Fyllie drifted off as she buckled herself in and continued texting away on her phone.

"Yeah," Levi agreed. He didn't know what else to say, so he didn't say anything else. He pulled out of the parking lot and started driving. "Where do you want to go to eat?" He asked.

"I don't mind," Fyllie smiled. The whole Pair's week was going relatively well. Levi and her had arranged for him to give her rides to and from practices, and since they were doing the "Pair's Challenge", having such a constant excuse to hang out was pretty fun. Fyllie didn't know how Levi thought about it; she was just able to come to terms with the fact that she liked Levi, but had no idea what he thought about her. Well, she knew he liked her to an extent, but not if he really liked her. Oh well, she didn't expect to be able to figure it out easily.

Levi enjoyed spending time with Fyllie as well, and was also glad they had the reason of Pair's week to spend time together.

"Coffee shop?" Fyllie suggested after putting her phone down.

"Sure, why not," Levi replied.

Once the two were at the coffee shop, they sat themselves at a table and Fyllie plugged in her laptop and opened it up to some of her assignments. Levi did the same with his as well. Fyllie ordered water and a blueberry muffin to munch on, and Levi got tea which was enough for him. The two sat in silence for a while, just focusing on their laptops, and the busy noise of people around them.

"So, what did you think when Hanji... mentioned her notebook?..." Levi asked first. Fyllie was surprised that he ignited their conversation, and didn't know what to say at first.

"I felt bad... I wish we could tell her," she answered after thinking for a few seconds.

"Yeah, that makes sense," Levi said quietly, not knowing where to go from there. "So," he started after a few more minutes of silence, "What... kind of music do you like?..."

Fyllie was again surprised at Levi's sudden interest in conversation and shrugged. "Well you already know that I like pop, but it's really only when I'm in the car. I don't really listen to much music outside of that. I have a few Spotify playlists but nothing specific that I absolutely love," she replied. "What about you?"

"Not much into music," Levi answered. "If I had to answer probably 80's and 90's and early 2000's."

"Cool," Fyllie said.

"What... what are you working on?" Levi asked.

"A paper for history," Fyllie sighed in boredom, rolling her eyes a bit. "What about you?" Fyllie leaned over to look at what was on Levi's screen, but he positioned it in a way that made her incapable of seeing. He didn't make it that obvious though, and Fyllie was unsure whether or not he just did that naturally or if he actually didn't want her to see what was on his screen. She shrugged it off and continued back to her work.

"Same. A research paper," Levi said. "Do you... have any pets?..." he asked.

Fyllie couldn't help but shoot him a curious glance, biting back giggles. Such an odd question for Levi to ask, and how weird for him to be on the asking side of a question instead of the receiving end. She wondered what got into him to be asking her questions in general. "At home we have a cat and we used to have a dog but she died a few years ago," Fyllie answered. "You?"

"No, I don't have any pets," Levi answered. "What's your favorite color?" He asked.

"I'm not sure. Neon colors," Fyllie replied, mentally grinning out how hilarious and adorable it was that Levi was showering her with useless questions as such.

"How come?" Levi asked.

"Because I like bright colors. Neon colors match my hair I guess," Fyllie answered. "What about you?"

"Probably white," Levi said.

"White isn't a color, it's a shade," Fyllie said, still typing away.

"Dammit, you're one of those people," Levi said, rolling his eyes.

"Just the truth, bro," Fyllie giggled.

"Bro?" Levi raised an eyebrow. "Whatever. What are you majoring in?" Levi asked.

"Kicking ass and taking names," Fyllie joked.

"No, really," Levi said.

"Education for now," Fyllie said.

"For now?" Levi asked.

"Well yeah. I kind of want to be a teacher; I'm okay with little kids, so I mean that's the closest thing right now. I don't have a natural preference to any specific subject like math and language arts, so I don't have a true thing. Maybe I could be a paintball coach- Hey you should be a paintball coach! What are you majoring in?" Fyllie asked.

Levi couldn't help but smile Fyllie spared him a longer answer this time. "Business. I don't exactly know what I want to be either I suppose... I kind of just want to own a tea shop." Levi sighed and dipped his napkin in Fyllie's water and wiped the table again, which was already practically spotless.

"That's cute," Fyllie giggled. "You have a thing for cleaning- maybe you could be a cleaner?"

"And clean up other people's personal shit? No thanks," Levi said. "Would you rather burn alive or drown?"

"Jesus Christ," Fyllie said. "Where are you getting these from? I guess... how fast am I burning? Like a forest fire or am I slowly being burned at the steak?"

"The hell I know, forest fire." Levi answered.

"Then I'd rather burn. Drowning scares the hell out of me," Fyllie replied.

"Would you rather be able to fly or become invisible?" Levi asked.

"I don't know... Flying would be so cool, but recently I'd rather be able to become invisible..." Fyllie said biting her lip.

"Because... of Annie...?" Levi asked.

"Yeah... the Titans," Fyllie answered.

"What's your favorite movie?" Levi asked.

"Something Marvel. I love the Avengers- or, actually Kingsman Golden circle. I love that movie," Fyllie said.

"Yeah, Kingsman is good," Levi agreed, who didn't watch many movies, but vaguely remembered the violent film full of swearing and action that proved to be mildly humorous.

There was a pause inbetween them before Levi stood up. "I gotta use the bathroom, I'll be back." He lazily shut his laptop, although not all the way before he walked towards the men's restroom and disappeared in the door.

Fyllie looked up and tapped her fingers against the table. She wondered what Levi was doing on his laptop. She didn't suspect anything bad, she was just curious. She also wanted to know why he was asking her so many questions. She found it cute, and the thought of him wanting to know more about her made her cheeks grow pleasantly warm. She decided it wouldn't do any harm if she opened his laptop to see what he was on.

She leaned over and opened the lid, seeing a big list things pulled up. It was obviously some website, and when she scrolled to the top, the title read: "Conversation-Starting Questions to Get to Know Someone". Fyllie couldn't help but grin before closing his laptop.

Fyllie's legs were moving at the perfect pace, totally in rhythm. She closed her eyes and knew that Levi was in sync with her. They were going the exact same speed, on either side of the mob. They were right. The team had major blind spots on the far sides. No one could stop them. It would be a total paint bath in the center of the battle, but Fyllie and Levi wouldn't see another player until the next match.

This win was theirs.

Slam.

Fyllie saw her world shift sideways as she now lay on the ground, paintgun 10 feet away from her. She felt her ankle being shot with a paintball, the harsh sting splattering her calf. But she was more concerned about her head. She clumsily took off her goggles and felt around her hairline. Blood.

What the hell hapened?

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Fyllie," a voice said in a panicking tone. "Please, please say you tripped. Please, please, I'm begging you, I'm so sorry," the voice continued desperately.

Fyllie couldn't even process what happened. Did someone hit her in the head with their paintball gun?

She felt a pair of hands under her arms, lifting her up so her back was against a wall. She felt a cloth being pressed against her head, and she opened her eyes to see a scared-looking girl tending to her. Her vision was a bit blurry, and her head throbbed. It was on fire. But Fyllie felt mentally used to it.

"What... the hell happened?" Fyllie managed, closing her eyes again.

"I hit you, I hit you in the head with my gun, I'm so sorry, Fyllie. You don't understand, I'm so sorry," the girl said frantically.

"What the... why?" Fyllie asked, clearly confused. It was stupid to her; that this girl was so apologetic for doing something so absurd. Hitting someone in the head with their paintball gun was such a deliberate offense; it was one that someone would do to intentionally harm someone; not to be sorry for afterwards.

Maybe this girl was an amateur and she panicked. What an idiot.

"Please believe me, someone made me, I swear. Someone told me to stop you. It was a girl, she told me-"

"Wait what?" Fyllie interrupted.

"Please," the girl sounded as if she was about to start crying. "Please believe me, a girl told me that you guys couldn't win this game. She, she told me if I didn't... if I didn't get you... hurt, she'd make sure our team was disqualified for the rest of the year. I don't know who she is, she just meant it. It sounds crazy, it is, but please believe me, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. She said you'd know what I'm talking about, please understand, I'm so sorry..."

Fyllie just closed her mouth and let the girl continue jabbering on. Annie blackmailed someone on another team to hurt her. How much farther would this go? At least this girl felt bad.

This time she couldn't tell Levi. This was an actual match. Erwin would see the blood; the whole team would see her and wonder what happened. If she told them someone hit her in the head with her gun she'd get this pathetic girl in trouble. And being scared shitless by Annie Leonhart was punishment enough.

The girl shot her in the ankle after she hit her. It would make sense that she tripped. Tripped and then slammed her head on an edge or something. It would also make sense that she didn't see it coming, since she would have expected the opposing team members to all be together.

"Will you please say you tripped? After I shot you in the ankle? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, just please try to understand. I-"

"It's fine, I will," Fyllie replied. "I understand."

"W-wait, you will? You actually will?" The girl asked. "You... mean it?"

"Yeah... Just-" Fyllie was interrupted abruptly with the feeling of arms wrapped around her shoulders and squeezing her tightly.

"Thank you," the girl said, hugging her. "I'm so sorry, I didn't want to do this..."

"Did anyone hurt Levi?" Fyllie asked.

"Your partner? No, no one did. He won't reach the flag without you, though. It's up on a wall," the girl explained, pulling back from the hug. "You need three people to get up on top of it, an absolute minimum of two. Annie said you two would be good enough to get up. It's new so it wouldn't have been on any game footage of us. I'm so sorry, Fyllie. Look, is there a way I can make this up to you? Take you out for ice cream or something sometime afterwards? I feel horrible. I want you to understand how awful I feel. And how grateful I am that you won't tell. You know, Annie told me how understanding you'd be. Or- she didn't really; our conversation was really brief, but she said that you're a nice girl with fiery hair and a lot of freckles. She told me I had to hurt you, and only you; none of your other team members. I told her I didn't want to do this, but she just said you're nice and you'd understand. I see what she meant. I'm still sorry, though... I'm so sorry. I just want you to know-"

"Just shut up," Fyllie interrupted. A part of her blood boiled hearing of what Annie said. Just because someone's "nice" doesn't mean someone has more of a right to hit that person in the head. She still knew that this girl was sorry. She was just probably nervous and just saying all the wrong things. Still, the more the girl spoke, the more Fyllie just wanted to yell that this little brat has just attacked her.

"Right, right, I'm sorry- your head probably hurts... I'm so sorry, for everything. I just... I never wanted to cause any harm, I just want to make things better, now. I'm so sorry, Fyllie. I just want to make this up to you somehow. You know, you're a lot prettier than I thought you'd be. You're gorgeous. I bet that Levi guy really loves you. I think it's cool how close you are with your partners on your team. My partner... well he doesn't like me that much. But it's easy to not like your partner on a team like this where pairs aren't really a big thing. Did you and Levi click right away when you met?"

Fyllie didn't answer and just sighed and closed her eyes, trying to rid herself of her headache. She curled and uncurled her fingers and toes, taking deep breaths. She held the cloth, which seemed to be a piece of the girl's jacket, against her head. Blood was still steadily soaking into the fabric, but she knew the wound wasn't too deep. Heads just tended to not be able to stop bleeding easily. She mentally rolled her eyes and wondered how many times she'd be getting hurt in all this. The thought of quitting the team danced through her mind, but she quickly shooed it away.

A few more minutes passed of Fyllie blocking out the girl's bickering when an airhorne sounded.

"Scouts, it's okay that we lost. You all preformed wonderfully and it was a horrible accident that Fyllie got injured," Erwin said sternly to the team after everyone loaded onto the bus, slumped into their seats disappointedly. After they lost capture the flag, they could have technically taken both the other matches and won. Unfortunately, they just came up short on one of the free-for-all's, resulting in a loss.

"We should've sent someone with Fyllie and Levi," Krista said sadly. "I can't believe Fyllie got hurt like that!"

"We could have. But as good as you all are, we couldn't have taken the risk of letting you get outnumbered against the other team. We did the best we could have in the situation, Scouts. Today, things just didn't seem to work out. The wall our flag was stationed on indeed was much taller than I would have imagined, and while I am certain Fyllie and Levi could have been able to scale it, the approach the other team took against it was unexpected and well practiced. We will only grow and become better players because of this match." Erwin concluded, giving the team a nod before receding into his seat upfront, pulling out his clipboard.

"Geez, I don't know if I've ever been shot more," Eren complained. "The seems on my goggles I thought would burst after taking so many hits."

"Yeah, it's so weird when a whole front of literally more then ten people come at you all at once! You can shoot maybe two of them, but not before you take like, a whole wrath of paintballs yourself. Is that even something you can train for?" Armin asked, agreeing with Eren.

"Who cares?! They hurt my Krista!" Ymir snapped, holding the angelic blonde protectively.

"Awww, Ymir I'm not that hurt," Krista said blushing bit.

"Doesn't matter! We can't married if you're in pain, babe!" Ymir said.

"Guys, does anyone care about me?" Jean whined, who had acquired a quite painful, close-range "crotch-shot" during the game's match.

"Nope," Ymir answered blankly.

"It really blows that Fyllie got injured. Isn't it strange that there was just one person waiting behind for someone to come?" Sasha asked.

"Not really," Fyllie said a bit too quickly. "it makes sense. It was a good strategy. I would have never expected it. She was hidden well. Popped out from nowhere. It was cheap to shot shooting ankle right before it hit the ground, though. But it worked. ...I'm sorry, Levi."

"It's not your fault." Levi said shortly, clearly upset that Fyllie acquired an injury. She didn't have a concussion which was good news, of course. When Levi saw Fyllie holding a bloody cloth to her head as she walked back to the locker room, he quickly pushed away the girl escorting her who showered him with apologies, and immediately tended to any of her existing needs, although trying to make it discrete, by letting the team members try and help first before shooing them back. He was ashamed to admit that at first he intended to yell at her, out of frustration that she made him wait for so long, before ultimately costing their team the match.

"Yeah I guess that makes sense..." Sasha nodded slowly, munching on a bag of potato chips, sitting next to her partner Connie who was either asleep or completely zoned out like he normally might be.

"It's alright, guys. The next match is on our turf. We'll be sure to win," Marco said encouragingly.

Fyllie didn't hear much after that before she put her earbuds in and lied back, closing her eyes. However she could feel a concerned pair of eyes resting on her and she knew they belonged to Levi.

Fyllie hated having to hide what happened just this match from Levi, and she wasn't even sure if she could restrain from telling him much longer. Looking at him make her feel guilty. As tired as Fyllie was, she didn't want Levi to worry any more than he might already be.

"Do you have a kink for watching people try to sleep?" Fyllie asked Levi jokingly, opening one of her eyes to look at him.

"Do you have a kink for assigning asinine kinks to people just to annoy them?" Levi retorted, with a hint of an amused smirk on his lips.

Fyllie rolled her open eye and smiled. "How are you?" She asked.

"I'm fine. You?" Levi answered.

"I feel like shit," Fyllie laughed. It was a joke even though her head still pulsed heavily. "And are you sure you're fine?"

"Yeah. I said I'm fine, didn't I?" Levi replied.

"Well, fine normally isn't good," Fyllie continued, debating on whether or not she should sit up.

"What's wrong with fine?" Levi asked.

"Well, good means good, awesome means awesome, but fine never means fine. It's a thing," Fyllie explained.

"Fine then. I'm goddamn fabulous," Levi said with a serious expression.

Fyllie smiled and started to sit up slowly. "What are we doing tonight?" She asked him.

"I don't know." Levi answered. "I have an idea."

"Can you enlighten me on this idea, oh great plan-maker?" Fyllie said sticking her tongue out.

"It's a surprise," Levi answered.

"A surprise just for me? Omg, how wonderful! I feel so cared about and honored to be worthy of a surprise given by the steel-hearted Lance Corporal Levi!" Fyllie said in her most animated, annoying tone she could muster without breaking into laughter. 'Lance Corporal' was one of the nicknames Hanji called Levi when he acted too serious; as if he was actually a soldier in an army.

Levi just raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Okay surpise is cancelled," he said.

Fyllie just smiled in amusement, not wanting to laugh out loud because of her headache.

Fyllie eventually did fall asleep on bus ride home.

"Wake up," Levi demanded, shaking her shoulder a bit with a firm grip. Fyllie yawned and stretched before flopping limp back into her bus seat, all without opening her eyes.

They were ten minutes from their arena in Trost University where they would go home. Levi only woke her up early because she still had to put her shoes one and gather up her trash, which were a few candy wrappers and things.

"Fyllie, get your shit together," Levi nagged. He knew he didn't have to nag her, she was fine even if she woke up just a few seconds becore pulling into their parking lot. To be honest, Levi just wanted an excuse to talk to her.

"Hhhnngggh I just want to sleep..." Fyllie mumbled before burying her face in the crook of her arm.

"You have to put your shoes on," Levi said.

"No I don't," Fyllie said.

"Yeah you do," Levi said stubbornly.

"Why?" Fyllie asked.

"Because you could get a foot infection waking around barefoot on public surfaces," Levi answered.

Fyllie couldn't help but giggle. "You aren't telling anyone else to put their shoes on."

"Well, you're the closest person next to me," Levi reasoned.

"Well I don't want to put them on," Fyllie said. "It's gross to put back on socks you already wore and sweat in," she explained, because to put on her shoes she'd have to put back on her socks.

"Well that's not my problem," Levi said.

"I have slides in my bag," Fyllie yawned.

"Then get them."

"But I don't need to until the bus stops."

"Better now than never."

"Goodnight, Levi," Fyllie smiled.

Levi sighed.

When Fyllie did wake up, only a few minutes later, she gathered her food wrappers in one hand with a single scoop and shoved them in her bag, along with her shoes, and pulled out her pair of slides. Levi couldn't help but notice how quickly she could ready herself, and was slightly embarrassed, thinking that maybe she would catch onto how he'd spoken to her earlier just because he wanted to talk.

The bus stopped, Erwin added his last comments, Hanji gave some team reminders and then they team was free to leave. Fyllie got in the passenger side of Levi's car after hanging around and talking to the rest of the team. Levi was already there waiting for her.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready for what?" Fyllie asked.

"Your surprise," Levi answered, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

"Pft, you were actually serious?" Fyllie asked.

"Of course," he replied.

"How big is my surprise?" Fyllie asked.

"Pretty big; do you have any important tests tomorrow or anything due? Plans?" Levi asked.

"I don't think so. I have a paper I have to share over Google Docs due by midnight tonight but I'm practically finished," Fyllie said, rubbing her eyes. Her headache was pretty much gone, just a medium-sized band aid-patch left in the place of the broken skin.

"Your surprise is a very time consuming one. You'll need some extra clothes for this one," Levi said. "And we have to leave tonight."

"Hm? A road-trip? Where to?" Fyllie asked, sitting up straighter, looking at her partner.

"Well, I was thinking that, since your parents have woken up now, they would probably want to see you... And you would probably want to see them. Since they most likely won't be able to drive down here for a while, and you don't have a car, I was thinking I could take you to them for a visit," Levi said.

Fyllie couldn't hide the disbelief from her eyes. "You... you actually want to do that?" She asked, blushing a bit.

"Of course," Levi said.

Fyllie grinned and looked forward, feeling warm and fluttery inside. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, brat..." Levi replied, unable to stop his mouth from forming a smile.

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"Hello...?" Fyllie answered.

"Good morning, sunshine," a voice Fyllie knew all too well answered.

"What do you want this time, Annie?" Fyllie asked.

"I just wanted to know how you are after I got that wonderful little pushover to take you out at yesterday's match," Annie replied nonchalantly.

"I'm doing fine," Fyllie said.

"Great. Did you tell anyone?" Annie asked.

"Listen. I don't know what the hell you're getting from all of this, but I don't want to deal with your shit anymore. Leave me and my team alone, okay? My parents are fine and will be fine and you wouldn't even be able to touch them. Interfere one more time and you'll get expelled after all you and your friends have done," Fyllie said seriously.

"Oooh, tough girl," Annie said sarcastically. "Well, as strong as you seem, you and your team's golden soldier Levi aren't on campus this weekend, are you? You've left your precious team behind."

"D-" Fyllie was cut off as Levi walked back in the door.

"Hey, you're awake," he said, carrying a few big brown paper bags that smelled like a super sweet breakfast and tea. "Who are you on the phone with?"

The freckled girl sighed. "Sasha. She wants to know what color Connie should dye his hair." Fyllie thought she was pretty good for coming up with something as random and stupid as that, which was actually something that crazy couple would probably call her about.

"Tell them if he dyes his hair anything in the rainbow he's off the team," Levi said sarcastically, setting down the bags on their table.

"Okay...," Fyllie said, faking a laugh.

"See you around, Fyllie," Annie said before she hung up.

Next Chapter hopefully by July 22nd! Thanks for reading!