A/N: So, Sakura totally edited this before I had a chance to put it up. T_T I'm sorry you guys.

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Eren took his place in the Copy Center. When he saw that the supplies were low, and Eren decided to refill paper in the large printer. This took a while since the printer had like 6 different paper trays and each one of them needed to "tested" and "aligned". After spending almost an hour doing that, Eren changed out ink in some of the other printers. He was in the middle of fighting with one of the particularly sensitive printers in the back of their office, when he heard the bell on the door ring, indicating that someone had come in.

Two professors had walked in. One of which, Eren recognized as Professor Levi, and the other, a female with a brown ponytail, big glasses and a lab coat, who he did not. The female was a busty and boisterous professor, and she brought out a side of Levi that Eren had not seen. "Wow, Levi," Hanji said, "I can't believe you still come down here. I didn't think anyone actually made physical copies of their tests anymore. Your students must be terribly bored in your classes, if all you ever do is pen and paper."

"They aren't all pen and paper. I did a take-home test last term, I just prefer coming here and using the official campus letterhead. It's more meaningful and reminds my students to take their tests more seriously. We can't all tie dye t-shirts and make ice cream on our last day of class, Hanji." Levi answered.

Eren could hardly believe his ears. He did recognize this professor now though. This was the professor that Jean had claimed was hot. His hot science teacher. Eren mentally rolled his eyes.

"Chemistry classes are better than boring language classes, don't you agree, kid?" She had brought Eren into the conversation.

Eren only stammered, because by all means! He would prefer making ice cream to learning French any day, but Levi hated him enough alrday, and he wasn't about to say that to his face. He didn't need to give Levi any more reasons to flunk his ass.

Levi's eyes bored into Eren's, "You're allowed to agree with her, Eren," the way that Levi said his name was so deep that it made Eren's chest tighten, "It's no secret that you would rather be anywhere, but my classroom. That was especially evident this morning when you fell asleep in the middle of the lesson."

Eren flushed and looked away.

Levi got close to him, put a hand on Eren's chin, and whispered in his ear, "Although, since my lectures apparently caused you to have a sex dream in my classroom, perhaps you enjoy French class more than I originally thought."

Eren's face got very hot, remembering that Jean had told him that he had done something of a moan in his sleep. He had been thinking about the L-guy in class, and had fallen into a rather deep sleep. Still, he couldn't believe that his professor had recognized it as a moan, he turned to meet Levi, "That's not - I didn't -"

Their faces were close, but neither of them pulled back. Eren could practically feel Levi's breath on his lips. He couldn't even finish the sentence he was so embarrassed, and he decided to simply get this situation over with as soon as possible, "What are you here for anyway?"

Levi pulled back, "Need 30 copies of your first midterm."

He then handed the 10-ish page document to Eren. Eren didn't look at it closely, but the weight in his hand let him know that this test was going to be a nightmare. It was probably about the same length as the first midterm last quarter, but ugh. Feeling it this way told Eren that he was definitely going to have to study. He made a mental note to text Armin later.

Eren started to turn and head for the big copier machine that he had earlier reloaded with paper, figuring that after this, he'd have to reload the first tray again.

"Hey, wait," Levi said, his voice was ice cold, "Don't look at the test. Put it into the feeder, and come back here."

Eren only nodded. He wasn't going to cheat again, not on this test at least. Last quarter, he'd been able to get a C without any studying at all.

He put the test on the feeder and came back to the main room. Eren saw that Hanji was staring at Levi rather strangely, but he put it out of his mind.

Eren waited for the machine to beep, indicating that it was done printing the test. In the mean time, the three of them stood in silence, listening to the hard grinding of paper that the old printer made. When the copies came off finished, Eren stapled each of them. He tried to be faster than last time Levi had come to the Copy Center. Handing him the 30 copies, Eren made sure to give Professor Levi the original copy separately.

"Thank you, Mr. Yeager." Levi flipped through the test, looking at it.

He seemed to be debating about whether or not to do something, then, he obviously decided to. Levi showed the page to Eren, "Hey, brat, wanna shit yourself?"

Eren flushed. His professor could be so brash and strange, "Wh-what?"

"Take a look at this," Levi smirked at him, displaying for Eren's view a page of the test.

Eren didn't look though. He wasn't about to be stupid enough to play into some trap of Levi's for Levi to say he was cheating when he wasn't.

Hanji didn't say anything, but she looked strangely at Levi, and then, back at Eren.

"It's fine, Yeager, you can look. You're not going to get in trouble. I simply wanted to show you something, just in case you didn't believe me in class earlier."

This confused Eren slightly and he turned to look at the paper. Then, he saw it. The page was almost entirely blank except for the instructions. "Conjugate the verb 'to sleep' in the passe simple."

Eren glowered at him.

Levi smirked. There was something about the brunette that made him truly enjoy torturing the younger man.

He turned his attention to Hanji, "Shall we?"

"Hmm?" She had been staring at Eren, "Yeah, let's."

They started for the door. Hanji left first, and then, Levi turned back to Eren, "Yeager, all kidding aside. If you need help, you're always welcome during my office hours."

Eren just said, "Yeah, I know."

The door shut, and Eren was left alone again. He looked at the clock. 3:30 PM. He refilled the paper that he had used printing off Levi's midterms, and started to head home. He couldn't wait for it to be 4:00 PM.