November 1st, you know what that means - it's CHRISTMAS! (And Guy Fawkes night is coming up) - but Christmas is coming, festive songs at the ready, mince pies, yum! :D
Hope you enjoy the update - gets a bit steamy *wink, wink*
Anyhoo, please review!
-Ela
Where Are We Going?!
"Anyway, what are you guys doing today?" I asked, looking up and taking a sip from my glass. Briefly seeing the reflection of my haggard appearance in the glass I realised why everyone was staring at me like I'd just walked out of a sandstorm.
"More training for everyone," said Eren, "Except for me, more experimenting for me."
"Uh good luck with that." I said, wincing. "Say hi to Hange for me.."
"What are you doing today?" Asked Mikasa.
"I guess the same as you guys?" Quick steps behind me were all I focused on for the next three seconds, as my back straightened in preparation for any oncoming attack; I knew it was Levi.
"You won't be training with them, I'm still in charge of you."
"Huh, in charge of me. Yeah right." I said in a monotone voice, not even turning around to acknowledge Levi's presence.
"We're going now." Levi leaned over my shoulder, examining what I had on my plate.
"I'm not done yet." I said, taking another bite of my bread roll.
"Give it to Sasha." Sasha's face lit up at the prospect of more food. "Move it."
"Damn shorty." I said, standing up from the bench, ducking my head to the right, already knowing to avoid the fist that would come flying to the back of my head.
"Could you sort out the tray?" I asked, pushing over the tray, still with a lot of food on it. Sasha's head bobbed up and down in agreement.
"What are we doing now then?" I asked trailing slightly behind Levi.
"Having a shower, we're both filthy." His strides increased pace, so he could get cleaned up quicker.
"Oh, okay." I followed behind also wanting to scrub the dirt out from under my fingernails.
The halls were so fascinating and easy to get lost in. Although the different corridors formed a grid pattern they all looked the same, I had no idea where we were at all. Torches flickered amber flames and cast mesmerising patterns across the walls, shadow dancers trapped in a cold castle.
Levi opened the door straight ahead of us and walked in. He then began to...
PULL HIS SHIRT OVER HIS HEAD.
As he turned, supposedly to shut the door I blurted out - "What are you doing?" A squeak seeped into my voice.
"What are you doing?" He asked me back.
"We were going to get washed up." I said, still in a state of shock. Trying sneakily to memorise his toned chest.
"This is my room, I have my own private bathroom."
"Oh." It sort of shook me that he didn't make a move to put his shirt back on, I glanced down to the floor, eyeing the discarded cravat. "But you said we were going to wash?"
"You want to have a shower with me?" Levi's face betrayed nothing but his eyes portrayed the biggest smirk possible.
"Uh.." This was turning me to mush. I mean I'd seen tonnes of shirtless men in my time, even just walking down the street and it never evoked a response like this from me. How could it be possible to be this attractive?! I shut my mouth realising my jaw had been wide open, drool forming at the delicious sight.
Suddenly realising Levi was enjoying this way too much. I had to do something, take control somehow. I loved the bastard, but he was still a bastard.
"Well, I don't know my way around this bloody massive castle. And you haven't given me a second set of uniform and just general clothes. I haven't had clean underwear for a while." I said trying to block out how dirty I felt. "I don't know where the showers are, see I assumed your brain was engaged and you were going to show me, or at least point me in the direction of the showers. Not let me into your room - you didn't even notice me!"
"Fine then." Levi said, emotionless. "Get in my shower."
"Wait what?!" Levi took my wrist in his calloused hand and dragged me to a side door. Pushing me into the room and locking the door behind him, removing the key, he forced me towards the bath with a shower head attached to the wall. "Get in."
'What the hell! He's actually going to shower with me?! The hell!' My limbs went limp. 'This can't be happening, this doesn't happen.' I thought slightly panicked.
He guided me into the bath and turned on the shower head. I shrieked as the cold water pelted my matted, dust encrusted hair. He was splashed slightly in the process but didn't really react.
"What the hell is going on?!" I shouted.
"You haven't had clean clothes and under clothes. You're having a long shower, while I get clean clothes."
'Oh it's the clean freak in him. I have awakened it... So I guess there won't be any steamy shower scene.' Still sat on the base of the bath in shock unmoving I heard Levi say; "Strip."
My eyes swivelled towards his shirtless form. 'Maybe steamy shower scene is on then?' I questioned to myself still slightly confused as to what on earth was happening.
"I'm going to find you some clean clothes." Levi stated. "There are towels on the rack below the cupboard, take one. Be out of the shower by the time I'm back."
With a crash the bathroom door shut once more.
Slowly regaining feeling in my appendages, I began to peel off the sopping clothing from my body. My shirt was see through, Levi probably had an eye full. My trousers felt like cardboard as I shuffled out of them. Finally relieved of my smelly, dirty, clothes I stepped into the full spray of the shower and turned the temperature up a large amount, fiddling with the knobs, not really understanding what I was doing, but anxious for some blessed warmth. 'Does that heat setting mean that Levi showers in ice water?' I thought, generally curious of if he was that much of a badass/sadomasochist to shower in what had felt as cold as liquid nitrogen. Looking around the room I noticed the shower spray covering the floor, before deciding to draw the white shower curtain, I picked up what looked like shampoo and other toiletries from the cupboard above the towel rack.
Opening the shampoo bottle I tentatively smelt the mint flavoured fluid. It was nice, refreshing - I briefly wondered if Levi's hair smelt like this.
Roughly and quickly I scrubbed at my scalp, anxious that Levi would come back at any time.
'I wonder why he doesn't tell me off when I call him Levi, surely he prefers Heichou? Well I suppose he puts up with me calling him by his name because it's better than "Short stack"'
Finishing scrubbing and taking a short two minutes to enjoy the pelting sensation of the tiny droplets I stood, just thinking. I kept trying to avoid the thought of what was going on back home. What was happening to my family? Were they searching for me? Had my roommate had a break down, sobbing to a police officer about when she last saw me? Had someone been arrested for my disappearance? Or had time stopped? When, or if I go back, will I just wake up in the cupboard under the stairs? Like a somewhat demented version of Harry Potter, all his magical dreams a delusion brought on by gas fumes. I really had thought that this whole situation could have been brought on by breathing in noxious gas, but after severely injuring my head and all I had gone through - this must be my reality, at least for now.
I thought of the quote by Zhuangzi - 'Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.' Now you may want to know how I know of this famous quote. Well it was Lau from Black Butler, maybe if I had landed in Black Butler things would not have gone as badly wrong as they had here. I would have liked to meet Madam Red.
Sadness had engulfed me with thoughts of home, but the light hearted image of Lau and Madam Red now invaded my mind, absorbing me into more cheerful things. I hadn't fully realised at the time but I had been crying. The constant stream of water had been washing off the salty streaks. It's only once I stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam away from the bathroom mirror that I realised my eyes were bright red, capillaries about to burst from pressure. Gently I dabbed at my eyes with my towel.
Quickly drying off, I returned the toiletries to the cupboard, giving them a wipe down first to remove excess moisture. I'm sure Levi would be appreciative that. Also, considerately - though I really shouldn't have, the bastard - I wiped my finger prints off of the mirror from where I had wiped away the steam. Finally making sure my towel was wrapped firmly around me, I stepped out into his main living quarters.
I have ginger hair now, just so ya know :P
