"AARGH!"

She growled as she slammed, yet again, her forehead over the wooden table in complete and utter annoyance, and shame which might have been the cause of her headache - or destruction of braincells - not that she cared. She ignored the sympathetic looks thrown her way as she continued to sulk in utter turmoil- with grunts and threats echoing under her breath alerting the others that something was terribly wrong.

"It's not.. that bad." She turned to glare at Monoko and her attempts to make her feel better, "At least you still have this place."

It wasn't about the house, she argued, but what was inside it. Years of work and dedication - her samples - the only substance in Eren's basement that she could, and probably will ever, get her hands on- gone, just like that. She was sure they were out looking for her too, which was why she made sure to keep a low profile.. by howling cries and threats of death on her way to this place.

She was going to kill him.

Not only kill him - but slice him into tiny pieces. Then proceed to serve him as curry to those damn court officials and royal bastards who think they're above everyone else. And she had other plans for the military police, oh yes, a hundred times worse. she would make sure they, their children, and their children's children will regret ever being born.

Although she probably shouldn't be THAT angry at them since they finished half the things on her list marked Spring Cleaning.

On the other hand, they missed a few grey areas and did more than they were supposed too, "... Grrr... Arrgh!"

Dans, Monoko and Samuel sent eachother a look. As dusk followed - one by one, the remaining team proceeded to trail out towards their respected beds.

"You know where your room is," Monoko whispered as she shut the door behind her, and Hanji could only stare with her head against the table, helplessly.

They made her mad. Their sympathy made her mad. Now the silence made her mad.

And perhaps it was this 'madness' acting, but when she stood to leave, her legs took her far away from Petra's room.

-Levi-

He stared up at the ceiling, his bad arm laying over his chest, his good arm behind his head for support as the pillow didn't do him justice. Watching the little specks on the ceiling - if anything, he was an even worse germaphobe than before, on the other hand, he could do nothing about it. He made a mental note to ask Monoko and Dans to mop up before they left though of course, there was probably no point.

He had no plans on staying there longer than he had too. As soon as Samuel left, he would abandon this makeshift hell hole. With or without her.

Speaking of her - the highlights of todays events dawned on him, as he remembered opening the door to meet with Hanji's anger : her cries, her curses. When she fell to her knees and told them about Berner(the "asshole!" as she called) and that all hope was lost. That it was her fault for not hiding it better(she should have known that under her bed was a dead giveaway!) That it was bound to come to her.

It went from Anger, to guilt, to acceptance.. then back to anger.

He argued to himself whether he should pay her another visit. Make her feel better, he imposed.. Make himself feel better, rather.

He reasoned that there was nothing to lose, so as he hoisted himself up with a sigh, and stretched his arm back into place - the door opened, surprised, he looked up as the intruder shut the door behind her. He already knew exactly who it was for who else would come into his room without knocking?

Still, this was a new change of events.

She backed up against the door, breathing more heavy than she was supposed too - glaring at the ground, to his legs which was swung off the bed. She did not look like she knew what she was doing, rather she looked very.. lost, out of it.

"Four-eyes?"

"I pick you."

"What?" He asked, first in confusion, then in astonishment.

"I pick you.. I want you." She responded - whilst in her grieving mode, her mind constantly fell to the thought of Levi. The thought of even leaving him for Moblit was inconceivable - what was she thinking?

Was the thought of having both parties like her at the same time that much more exciting?

Slowly by slowly, people began to leave her - get married, have babies (a lot of them were dead), and she thought, if only for a moment, that if it weren't for the titans than that would be her life too.

And was that the kind of life she wanted now? She didn't know, but she did know she carried some kind of feeling towards Levi - love? Maybe not that dramatic, but there was something there. Something beautiful.

Something harsh.

I just want to forget, she reasoned, that was why she was here.

But she knew, deep in side, that wasn't the only reason.

"It's not like I was giving you a choice anyway." After a long pause, he responded. Surprised, she looked up to yell at him,

"It would be nice if I felt like I did have a choice!" Thank you very much, she raged, but she couldn't stay mad for long. Not at Levi.

He patted the spot right beside him before he moved his hand to grip the sheets, forcing himself back to sit against the wall. She drew closer after a moment of contemplation, and sat exactly where he patted, looking back at him and waiting for a response,

It had taken at least a few more seconds before he finally spoke up, "What made you come to this conclusion?"

She thought about it - trying to figure out what and what not to say. Afterall, this was Levi and, knowing him, he probably would hold anything against her.

So she told him - about how her friend's and co-conspirators were getting married, how she was curious to start her first relationship(aside from when she was 8 years old and forced one of the boys down the street to be her 'boy friend' for a week), how the thought of a husband and kids haven't really been on her mind since she knew about the existence of titans, but now she was ready to try.

".. I didn't say anything about getting married."

She blinked and sent him a dumbfounded look, "I know, I was just.." Dear god, she should have thought about this more.

"And for the record, you want kids ?" He had said it with such a questionable look that made her laugh - nervously - but it didn't cease the tension in the room.

".. Yeah.. I'm gonna go." She moved to leave, but felt the hands over her ponytail, wrenching her backward onto the bed and beside him. He rolled ontop of her to pin her down - and she gasped as he threatened her with a kiss, so close, in fact, that she could see the start of age and experience.

"I thought you were the one who said I shouldn't conceive, by your words, "a cold-hearted egoist'" He breathed, with a look of amusement across his face. She turned her head away from him,

"Even cold-hearted bastards need love" She felt her cheek being pinched and whined, "I was kidding. You're more like... a big bad titan!"

He sent her a blank look, "Are you really comparing me with a titan?"

"No!" She shouted, "How could I?.. You are so small and they are so bi- Ow!" She whined as she pinched her again - but a startled gasp soon escaped her as he kissed her, again.

The next morning - as they laid in each others arms, her hand clenching around his limp fingers, her face buried deep within his chest - he couldn't help, but note how.. different it was Being beside something, feeling the warmth of another body in your bed(knowing that someone liked you) - he hadn't felt that way in a long time, as another memory seemed to poke at him, but he was unable to grasp it whole.

With another sigh, he gazed up at her dreamily. He had failed to sleep, if at all, trying to grapple with the fact that this was real, that she was really in his bed, that she wanted him too.

But he knew that wasn't just it - the little thought perked in the back of his mind again, even though he tried desperately to drive the embarrassing thought away - she grows on you, it said, when you feel like you have no one.

Suddenly, the door began to pound viciously and startled - at being caught - and annoyed - at being disturbed - he grumbled out a, "Come in" as he no longer had the strength to get up and open it. Especially with 150 pounds on you.

The sudden noise had woke up Hanji who looked around, darting her head off his chest as their eyes met, momentarily - but the moment had been short lived as Jean rushed into the room - blinking at seeing the commander and Hanji in such an intimate position. Hanji quickly let go, and moved aside for them to talk - rubbing her eyes as Levi quickly sat up, "What?" He gruffed, but lifted an eyebrow as he saw the expression on Jean's face.

One of surprise and shock - horror, he pointed out, and he was breathing heavily with sweat dripping down his sides. Had they intercepted him?

"C-Commander!" He choked on his words.

"Spit it out, Jean. Weren't you supposed to be with Springer?"

He shook his head quickly, "I c-couldn't leave you guys, I came right back!" There was a pause as Levi and Hanji looked at eachother, then back at him, "A - And since I was there, I - I thought I could visit Eren, but.. but.."

"What is it, Jean?! Tell us!"

There was silence in the room as the former survey corp members stood - Hanji and Levi inside while the others stood back to watch in astonishment. They watched as Hanji crossed between a mixture of emotions - anger, shock, surprise - and Levi who stood there, momentarily silent with almost a sad look on his face.

And the bodies of both Eren and A rmin entangled in each others arms gave them nothing, but a hint of the kind of relationship they shared.

"Was it suicide?" Dans muttered in question, gaining an elbow jerk by Monoko.

"Maybe we should leave them alone" Samuel muttered and without gaining a response, retreated back to the stairs - although they knew it was probably because he couldn't stand the smell which irked the walls and everything near.

"What if it was the military police?" Someone else asked which caused them to pause - and hurrying away before something happened, to someone.

"... I'm sure Eren was hesitant" Levi turned to Hanji who was rubbing the side of her shoulder awkwardly, "after Armin insisted, that is."

He couldn't help, but agree as he turned back to the scene.

"Should we tell anyone?" She asked and with the lack of response, she knew the answer. She sighed.