Really Storm? I don't curse? Okay, partially right. I'm careful about my cursing (what with so many little ears around me with my sib and the child's friends), but I am perfectly capable of unashamedly cursing like a Levi-sailor mix. In any case, Levi's the curser, not Eren lol.

(Few weeks)

I shoved several books into my backpack and slung it over my shoulder, trying not to breathe in too deeply. Today was basketball tryouts. I gently shut my locker and turned around.

"HOLY...," I yelped.

Levi looked up at me and cocked an eyebrow. "Yes?"

"Freaking god, don't do that," I gasped.

"Did I scare you?" Levi asked, lips curling.

"Yeah, sneaking up on me like a fucking panther," I growled.

He smirked at tugged my head down to his. His kiss did nothing to soothe the butterflies flitting around in my stomach. I gently pulled back with a sigh.

"What's up with you?" he asked, eyes slightly hurt.

"Basketball tryouts," I grimaced.

"Brat. You've fought goddamn Titans, fucking ripped up cities, went through 16 years of life without me (I've no idea how you did that), and you're worried about a shitty tryout?" he asked.

I nodded sheepishly. He groaned and tugged my head down again.

"Of course I had to fall in love with a brat who had no qualms about announcing his gay-ness, but quakes at the thought of a fucking basketball tryout," he growled into my lips. I pulled him closer and felt him put his hands on my back.

"Go," he murmured.

I walked to the locker rooms and heard, "Oi." I turned and saw Levi. "I love you," he said. Then he turned and walked away from me. I went into the locker rooms, oddly confident now.

"Eren Jaeger?" Coach House asked.

"Yes sir," I replied.

"Hm. Go and see what you can do with Scotty," he said, waving me towards a tall and muscular boy.

"You're the gay kid. The one that's dating Levi, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, what about it?" I replied.

"Hah. Sure you wanna try out? Playing games might be pretty tough for someone with a dick up their ass," he smirked.

I crouched and growled, "We're underage," as I waited for the check.

"Psh, not like anyone would know. Is he dominant? I'm sure when I kick your ass I'll find his shit leaking out." He shoved the ball to me.

Fueled by hatred and rage, I raced past him, making good use of my past training. He tried blocking and gave a raucous laugh. "Sure all this speed and stamina comes from him putting you into all kinds of positions."

I snarled and took a risk. From the mid court line, I shot over Scotty's head, making the net snap as the ball passed through.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Coach House yelled. I looked around. The rest of the team was staring at me. Then the kid that had originally invited me to play -Blake- clapped loudly, awe written all over his face. His friend -Suka I think- joined him. Soon, everyone except Scotty was applauding me.

"Let him pick his number, coach!" Suka yelled over the din. The coach nodded at me.

"Um... Is thirty open?" I asked. Coach rummaged around in a bin for a moment and chucked a dark green jersey with a blue 30 on it at me.

"Welcome to the Survey Corps," he grinned.

I walked out of the locker room wearing my jersey with the Wings of Freedom on the front to the sound of the school anthem being played for our first game: Die Flügel der Freiheit. I sat down on the bench and watched as some of the guys on the team talked with their classmates among the stands. Suka was talking to a girl with curly blond hair, at least 2 inches shorter than him. He leaned down and gave her a kiss. She giggled and broke away as Suka shot her a wink and walked to the bench. His girlfriend sat down beside a large-eyed girl with long black hair who was teasing her mercilessly.

"Oi," a familiar voice sounded. I shot up and whirled to see my angel.

"Hey, Levi," I said.

"You want me to do that?" he asked, nodding in the direction of Suka. I blushed bright red and shrugged.

"Goddamn it," he snarled and kissed me full on the lips.

I heard Scotty pass by and snicker, "Face down, ass up, that's the way you do it."

"Bastard," Levi snarled at Scotty's retreating back.

"Leave it," I begged. "Just chill here with the team when I go in."

He looked at me strangely. "You're way too nice."

"I know," I sighed as Coach House yelled, "Jaeger! You're in!"

I jogged to the court, already feeling the mockery I was going to hear. I dreaded it, but if I played well, it would all be okay.

Oops, who dares to mock Eren? Besides Levi *receives punch* OKAY OKAY SORRY. It may seem that the cursing in here is trying to prove a point, but I promise it's not. It just kinda flowed XD

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