"I love you." The words left her mouth in a clear, confident tone. She knew what she was doing. This wasn't a mistake. Looking into his eyes, she realized just how wrong she was.

"What do you want me to say?" He asked in a quiet voice. There was pain in his bright teal eyes.

"I want you to tell me how you feel." She replied, far less confident now. This had been a mistake, she was sure of it now.

He gnawed on his lip, but stopped when he realized he was doing it. "What I feel doesn't matter."

"Why not?" Her voice cracked.

He turned his pained gaze away, choosing instead to stare at the wall. "Because we can't be together."

"I don't mean right now. Once the war is over, then we can be together." Her stomach was tying itself in knots. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen.

Smooth, warm hands gripped her shoulders. A small sound escaped her and she jumped his shock. His teal eyes stared at her with such intensity that she didn't dare look away. Those large orbs were filled with so much pain and anger that she thought she'd catch fire. A small amount of fear fluttered in her chest.

"You don't understand." He gripped her shoulders tighter. He wanted her to understand, needed her to understand. But what, she didn't know.

"Then make me understand!" She practically shouted, her voice bouncing off the empty stone walls.

"I can't be with you!" He shouted back, digging his nails into her skin.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes. "Why not? Is it because you don't love me? Or are you worried about hurting me? I can take care of myself!"

She could see tears in his eyes too. "It has nothing to do with that!" He yelled.

"So you don't love me." The words tasted vile on her tongue.

"I never said that!" His voice hurt her ears.

"Then what is it?" She screamed.

That made him pause. Hatred and self-loathing filled his eyes. His hands went slack and dropped at his sides. He blinked rapidly, trying to dispel the tears that had collected. "I can't," he whispered.

"Why not?"

His anger flared back up again and he glared at her like she had just insulted his deceased mother. "Do you honestly believe it will end with this fucking war? Hell, I'll probably be handed over to the Military Police once this is all over. And if by some miracle I'm allowed to live, then I sure as hell won't be allowed to have kids."

He clenched his trembling hands into fists. "Can you just imagine the lives they would live? If they were even allowed to live at all. Its better they're never born in the first place. Saves them the pain."

She swallowed the bile rising up in her throat. Her gut clenched with guilt. That thought hadn't occurred to her. All she'd thought about was herself, never what that relationship might cause. How selfish could she be?

She focused her gaze on Eren. His face was flushed and his shoulders trembled. Silent tears slid down his face. His eyes were back on the wall, not wanting to look at her. The sight broke her heart more than the words he'd spoken. Without a second thought, she grasped his hot face in her hands and pressed her lips to his.

He didn't pull away, choosing instead to place his hands on her hips. The kiss tasted like tears. Her mother would say it was a bad omen, but she didn't believe in such things. His tongue ran over her lower lip. The action sent a shiver down her spine.

The kiss broke suddenly. "This will never happen again." He said in a stern voice, leaving no room for argument.

She nodded slowly, searching his glassy eyes. Wet lips met hers again, taking her mouth with a fervent hunger. He nibbled on her lower lip and dug his fingers into her dark hair. His nails scratched against her scalp in a way that was almost painful.

She tilted her head to the side to deepen the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck so she could pull him closer. His teeth released her lip, only so that he could replace it with his fiery tongue. She opened her mouth to invite him in. He accepted the invitation with little hesitation.

They broke the kiss again to breathe. Hot, wet breath touched her face as they panted. Staring into his glazed eyes she realized something. She may be selfish, but he was too.

AN: Well, that wasn't supposed to happen. This was supposed to be implied Ereri, but somehow became Eremika. Oh well, maybe I'll put some Ereri in here later. Or maybe I won't. Who knows? Not me. I'm just making these up as I go along. Also, I lied. The cover art is coming next time. So yeah, I've got reviews to take care of now.

erengitus- First suggestion! How do I write that? I'll figure it out! Eventually!

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