Special thanks to my sister (rinissessy) for helping me with this chapter!


Armin was almost asleep when he heard something. It felt like somebody was in his room. The room was totally dark, and Armin couldn't see anything. He sat up, feeling very frightened. "W-Who's there?" he cried.

'I-If it's a burglar, I won't be able to defend myself!' Armin covered his face with the sheets. He wished Eren were here to help him.

"Armin, it's me. Annie."

Armin moved the sheets away from his face. He saw an Annie-like silhouette at the foot of his bed. "Annie! It's only you. I thought you were a burglar and you wanted to hurt me."

"No," Annie shook her head, "And besides, burglars don't hit on apartments, Armin."

The moon was shining from the window, showing Annie his face, but he couldn't see her's.

"Annie, don't you want to sleep on the couch anymore?" Armin asked.

"No."

"Oh, well…um," Armin mumbled, "There's really no other place except the floor. No…you don't want to sleep there…"

Annie sighed. Armin was an intellectually smart boy, but sometimes when it came to other more sociable things, he was a bit clueless.

Annie moved over towards the side of Armin's bed and climbed in.

Armin started to panic, "W-Wait! Annie, what are you doing?!"

"Armin, look." Annie pulled something out from her hood's pocket, "I wanted to share this with you."

It was a large bar of chocolate.

Armin gazed at the perfectly wrapped dessert. He hadn't been able to afford such delicacies in a long time.

"Wow! Where did you get that?"

"I bought it a while ago with the money I've been earning. It was kind of a splurge, but I wanted to share it with you anyway." Annie carefully unwrapped the bar and broke off a small piece. Armin watched her intensely. She held the piece of chocolate near Armin's face and commanded, "Open up."

Armin opened his mouth as Annie slid the chocolate in, allowing the boy to bite off a small piece.

"It's delicious!" Armin cheered, enjoying his treat.

Annie broke off a piece for herself and ate as well, "Hmm, I hoped it would taste better than this." she commented.

"No! I think it's really good. Can I have another one, please?"

Annie placed a small amount of chocolate in her mouth. She reached up and grabbed the back of Armin's head. Pulling him forward, Annie caressed her lips against Armin's, brushing her tongue along his bottom lip so he would open his mouth.

Armin gasped, moaning in surprise.

When Annie felt Armin part his lips, she slipped the piece of chocolate that she had been saving into his mouth.

Armin felt the warm chocolate slide onto his tongue. It tasted even more amazing than the first piece. He pulled himself away from Annie's face and stared at her with shock.

"W-W-Why did you do that to me?" he asked, his voice in a low whisper.

"You asked for some more chocolate, so I gave you some."

Armin could see Annie's face more clearly now that she had moved. Her eyes burned with fiery lust, and it didn't take a genius to notice the way she was looking at him.

"Annie, please don't stare at me like that. We're barely close friends…" Armin covered his face.

Annie scooted closer to him, "But I want to be close friends." Annie slung her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. Now their hips were touching.

Armin had gotten used to random stares and whistles from others, especially since working at the cafe. It bothered him a lot at first, but after a while he just learned to ignore it. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice told him that he would never have a girlfriend. He was too weak, scrawny, feminine, ugly, whatever…and the many cat-calls didn't help either.

It was a very sad thought, but he accepted it.

Annie was the first girl that had looked at him in that way. Part of him wanted to shout for joy and love her back because he never thought that any girl would want him, but another part of him was frightened because her leaving him would be terrible. Annie was unpredictable. They were also polar opposites. Would they even get along?

Annie placed a piece of chocolate on Armin's shoulder. Armin held still as Annie leaned over and ate the candy right off of him. She was playing with him.

"The chocolate starts to taste better when it's a game," she said, "Armin, let's play a game."

"Okay," Armin said, hesitantly.

"You have to eat the chocolate off of the other person, but you can't let it spill or you'll lose."

"Okay."

Annie pulled off the sweater she was wearing, revealing her t-shirt, but she began to remove that as well. Armin stared at her with wonder. Various thoughts and feelings began to form in his mind, and he couldn't banish them. She was being very forward with him. At the moment, Armin couldn't resist. He had never seen anyone topless before -besides Eren.

Annie placed a bit of chocolate on her cleavage, "Try this." she commanded.

Obeying her, Armin leaned his face down towards Annie's chest and licked the space between her breasts, carrying the chocolate into his mouth. There was a terrible pain in his crotch that seemed to come out of nowhere. His head throbbed with excitement. He couldn't keep his hands from touching Annie's waist. She was as thin as he was, but more developed as a woman, of course.

Annie didn't mind. She even hugged him back, bringing him closer to her. Armin was lying on top of Annie, his arms around her waist and his face in her chest. Annie held him close to her and stroked his hair. She kissed his forehead, lovingly.

"I've always had a thing for you, Armin, even in school." she whispered.

Armin's eyes widened. "Really?" He gasped and looked up at her.

"Yes. I'd sneak into the library during class because I knew you'd be there. You were always near the back with your nose stuck in your favorite book. It was the only time of day when I could look at you without being caught. Every other time I tried, you were too smart for me."

Armin smiled. "Your habits haven't changed, though. You still like to look at me. Like today during work, you were looking down my dress."

Annie stopped, her breath taken away from her.

'H-He knew, this whole time…No, of course he knew. He's Armin!'

Armin laughed quietly. "It's alright. When you told me to stay and move my hands, I knew for sure what you were up to. Your library story confirmed my assumption."

Annie huffed. Was she really that revealing?

Armin leaned forward and kissed Annie. He wanted to know what it was like to kiss a girl and, since he figured he never would again, he went for it. Thankfully, she kissed him back. For Armin, it was like a fantasy.

He pulled back and grinned, his face very red.

"What?" Annie questioned, "Don't tell me you've never kissed a girl before."

Armin shook his head.

Annie was disappointed. "You've got to be kidding me, Armin. How does a guy like you never have a girlfriend for all four freaking years of high school?"

Armin rubbed the back of his neck, shrugging. "I guess I never…just…I was too shy."

"You're still like that." Annie rolled her eyes. "You need to get out of this rut."

Armin slouched, still sitting on Annie.

"Listen to me, right now, Armin." Annie stared at him. "You're cute. You're hot. You're sexy. You're the nicest person I know, and also the smartest. You're really, really smart. Now, you're going to take everything I've just said about you, believe it, and live it. Got it?"*

Armin smiled, blushing ferociously. "Thank you, Annie. No one's ever said anything like that to me." He started to twiddle his fingers shyly. "But, I thought you were always the most beautiful girl in school, even more than Krista, but she was pretty too. Not like you, though."

Annie thought for a moment. She remembered Krista. It was a shame that she turned out to be a lesbian because all the boys had a crush on her. Too bad for them, she ended up with some other chick. What was her name…?

Armin snapped Annie away from her thoughts, "You were so popular," he said. "You, Reiner and Bertholdt were all so cool. I could never be like that."

Annie shrugged, "Being popular in high school does nothing for you in the future. Look at me now. I'm homeless, working at this maid cafe, living with you and Eren-"

"You don't like it here?" Armin responded to her last comment.

After realizing what she had just said, she immediately felt bad. "No, no, it's not like that. You guys are great. It's just that I hate feeling reliant on others, that's all."

There was a long silence. Annie realized that she was still holding a half-eaten chocolate bar in her hand, and it was beginning to melt. The dark substance slowly dripped down her hand and onto the bed sheets.

"Oops," she whispered, staring down at the mess, "I'll get some towels or something. I'll be right back." After Armin climbed off of her, Annie pulled herself out of the bed. She crept across the bedroom and slipped through the door, making sure not to cause any sort of noise or disturbance.

She walked quietly through the hallway, heading towards the kitchen. Thinking she heard someone else creeping through the house, she looked behind her. However, the blonde didn't see anyone, so she banished the thought. When Annie finally made it to the kitchen, she began searching for a cloth of some sort. She didn't see any, but she had an idea.

Annie attempted to open the fridge as quietly as possible, but in the middle of the night, opening a fridge sounded like a bomb exploding. She cringed at the sound and hoped that no one heard her. Annie reached in and grabbed a carton of milk. After all of that chocolate, Armin would want something to wash it down.

Armin waited patiently for Annie. He was happy to see her when she got back. "Hello Annie! Um...where's the towel?" He only saw her holding the still-melting chocolate and the milk that Eren had bought last week.

"I thought you might be thirsty, so I brought this instead." She grinned and hopped into the bed, opening the milk.

Armin was more comfortable around Annie now. He knew how she felt and that gave him confidence. He grabbed the carton that Annie handed him and took a gulp. He handed it to Annie and she took a sip. A moment later she poured some onto her neck so it ran down her body.

"Ah, I've spilled some. Come clean me up." she said and grabbed Armin's shoulders, smirking.

She pulled him closer until his face was in front of her neck. Armin's heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was going to burst right out of his chest! He was scared, but he wanted to please Annie, so he slowly started licking her neck like a kitten. He licked her breasts and her stomach where the milk had drizzled down.

Her body was warm, making Armin rest his head against it.

"Help me take the rest of my clothes off." Annie commanded.

Armin reached behind Annie's back and unhooked the closure that connected her bra straps. Annie had pretty underclothes, but they needed to go.

While Armin was busy, Annie pulled the shorts that she had been wearing off. They were tiny, which made for an uncomfortable undressing, but she finally got those darn things off after a while.

Annie stood up and took her underwear off, scaring Armin even more and making him flinch.

"Ah! Annie, what are you doing?!" he shrieked.

Annie rolled her eyes. "Shut it, will you! Do you wanna wake the others?" she growled, sitting back down.

Of course, Annie was completely naked now, so Armin had trouble looking at her.

Annie sensed his hesitation. With the last of the milk, Annie lifted the carton and poured it all over Armin's blond head. The boy gasped as he felt the cold liquid touch his skin. He looked at Annie, shock written all over his face. The white drink covered his entire head and drizzled down his face. It formed a dripping mask around his eyes.

Darn, he looked so cute, but too bad he was angry.

Annie leaned over and licked Armin's cheek. "Mmm," she hummed, "Warm milk…"

It was getting really hot.

Armin began unbuttoning his shirt. Annie caught on immediately to what he was doing and began helping him unzip his pants.

It was easier to undress Armin, so it went faster than Annie's case. And now, the two were stark naked and sitting alone in a dark room covered in chocolate and milk.

Armin, covered in shame, hid his face. If Annie didn't know any better, she would have said he was crying.

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Annie. I'm not very attractive, am I?"

Annie lowered her voice. "Armin, I just told you that-"

"I know, but…you've never seen me like this before. When you told me I was cute, you were talking about my face, weren't you? I'm sorry, Annie. I can put my clothes back on if you want."

Annie looked at Armin's body.

Yes, he was very scrawny. There was hardly a muscle to be seen. But Annie had never been interested in that sort of thing anyway. Muscles were for Reiner and Bertholdt. Annie stopped Armin from putting his clothes back on, gripping his arm.

"I'm still in the mood, you know." she cooed. Annie pulled on Armin's waist, leading him to the front end of the bed. Annie sat herself on Armin's lap and began to bounce. "I'll give you a lap dance."

Armin shut his eyes and smiled. She wasn't being too rough with him, so for Armin, it was enjoyable, although Annie could have been a bit more ruthless if she chose.

Annie kissed Armin again, opening his mouth with her tongue. She had some more chocolate for him, this one a bit more melted than the last though. The once solid bar was now a pile of melting dark liquid all over the bed sheets and Annie's hands.

Armin slightly opened his eyes. Annie's were closed and at the moment, she was preoccupied. She had traveled from Armin's lips to his cheeks and all the way down his neck. Her arms were locked around his shoulders in such a possessive way that the boy was sure she wasn't about to let him go. Annie sucked and licked at a vein near the edge of Armin's neck. It hurt at first, but soon, the pain became pleasure and Annie left her mark of love on the boy.

While she was distracted, Armin couldn't help but stare at Annie's chest. For being a small thin girl, her femininity was quite voluminous. Armin reached out with his finger and slightly stroked one of Annie's soft, delicate pink nipples. Annie felt the slight contact and involuntarily flinched. Armin jumped back, "I-I'm sorry," he pleaded, "I didn't ask first."

"That's alright. I've been taking over anyway." she confessed.

It was Armin's turn.

He asked politely. "Annie, are you planning on sleeping with me tonight?" He had a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Yes." she answered bluntly.

Armin appeared excited. He slid out from underneath Annie and beneath his covers. He pulled a section of the sheets out and invited Annie to come lay next to him.

"You must be cold," he commented, "It's November."

Annie gratefully took her spot and lay next to him. Armin covered her shaking body with the sheets and curled up in her warmth. "Armin," Annie whispered, "Your birthday is coming up very soon. Would you like something?"

Armin gasped. He didn't expect her to remember that. It was in two days.

"Um, thank you, Annie. The chocolate was fine. You don't have to get me anything."

"But I want to. That's what friends are for."

Armin smiled, "But you being my friend is the best birthday present ever." He held Annie close to him in hopes that she wouldn't shiver. Annie held Armin and continued to kiss him until they were both so tired that they fell asleep in each other's arms.

"I love you Annie."

"I love you too, Armin."

Outside, Mikasa stared blankly into the darkness. Did she just see Annie walk into Armin's room? After a slight 'argument' with her brother, the brunette had left to find a snack in the kitchen. Eren always had a stash somewhere. A few minutes later, she saw Annie get off of the couch…and walk into Armin's bedroom. She watched. After another few minutes, Annie came out again, except this time she didn't have her top on and her bra was all exposed with her boobs falling out and everything. Then she stole something from the fridge and ran back in.

Annie went in dressed…and came out half naked…?

She would discuss this with Eren in the morning.