Ooh Eeh, Ooh Ah Ah, Ting Tang, Walla Walla Bing Bang! Sorry, just got "Witchdocter" stuck in my head. (Is it weird that I can sing along with that song? Deadpool: Maybe if you're making a porno...) Shut up, Wilson! I'm tired of your crap! *points to time out corner* Now you go to the time out corner! (Deadpool: I'm a grown ass man! You can't put me in da time out!) Too bad, now go! *Larry, Curly, and Moe snicker evily* Sigh, sorry about that folks. Let me tell you something: it ain't easy being the king.

Anyway, sit back and enjoy the chapter! (Deadpool: So is that a no for the porno?) Damn it, Wilson!

Armin ran through the halls, trying to get as far away from the classroom as possible. He ignored the confused looks people gave him as he pushed past them. Armin finally ran out of the building, and stopped at the school sign. He sighed, and and placed his hands on his knees. He began to pant, feeling out of breath. Then again, the blonde was never really in athletic shape. Armin shook his head, and leaned against the sign. He sank downwards, and sat down. He bit his lip, and shook his head again.

So Mr. Hoover really was in on the plan. Armin sighed. Apparently, he was not in it willingly. Reiner and Annie had supposedly threatened his girlfriend, Ymir. Armin bit his lip. Did Ymir know what her boyfriend (now husband) was part of? Or did Bertholt simply never told her about his deed. Armin scoffed. Of course not. Why would you confess that you took part in a murder? Armin ran a hand through his hair. What should he do now? Should he keep it a secret? Should he call the police? Armin weighted down his options. He pondered each one carefully. Finally, he sighed. He would wait to see how things would progress before making a final decision.

The blonde sighed, and shook his head. He should probably head to his next class now. Armin gulped. P.E with Coach Levi was by far one of the worst ideas of the twenty first century. The blonde stood up. Levi wasn't exactly his biggest fan. The short coach was always in a grumpy mood, and was not afraid to cuss a kid out if need be. He particurally disliked Armin simply because the boy was a disappointment in his class. Some kids have argued with Coach Levi, saying that he should go easy on Armin since he was new. But apparently "going easy" was not in Levi's vocabulary. Armin sighed again, and stood up. He began to walk back into the school.

Once he reached the boy's locker room, the blonde shuddered. This was always his least favorite part. He didn't like changing in front of other people. He considered himself a rather private person. Armin bit his lip, and took a deep breath. He then walked into the locker room, and chose a small corner where he wouldn't be noticed. He sighed, and slipped out of his clothing. (Sorry fangirls, but I ain't gonna write about Armin changing in detail.)

After he was in his gym clothes, he walked out of the locker room, and entered the gym. He gulped, and stood in line. Everyone stood in attention. There was no joking around in Coach Levi's class. Then, said gym teacher burst through the doors, glaring daggers at the students. "At attention, brats!" He barked. Everyone immediately stood up to full height, and placed their right fist over their hearts. Levi used to be in a special operations unit in the military, and this was the salute that he and the others would do everyday. Levi continued to glare at the "brats," as he had dubbed them. He narrowed his eyes, and turned them to Mina. "Carolina, what is today's schedule?" He hissed in her face. The schedule was always taped to the walls in the locker rooms, and everyone read them, just in case they had the misfortune to be called on. Mina tried not to shake as she answered in a shrill voice.

"Five laps around the gym, sir!" She said. "Then we partner up and do sit ups, sir!" She had her eyes closed the entire time she said this. When nothing happened, she peeked open an eye, and saw Levi staring at her. He simply nodded, and turned to the rest of the class.

"First, I'm going to assign to you your partners." He told them. Everyone groaned, not wanting to be randomly paired up. Levi narrowed his eyes, and sighed. He glanced at his clipboard, and began to call out names. "Carolina, Wagner. Tius, Dreyse. Sand, Feulner. Bott, Jaeger. Kirstein, Zeramuski. Arlert, Ackerman. "Armin froze when he heard his name being called with Mikasa. He slowly turned to glance at the oriental while Levi continued on with his list. Mikasa was staring emotionlessly ahead. Armin gulped, and turned his attention back to Levi. The coach was just finishing up his list.

"-Springer, Braus." He finished. He glared at the two troublemakers. "And you two better not fuck like rabbits while you're here, got it? I don't want to clean this shithole up." Connie and Sasha blushed heavily, and gulped, nodding. Levi sighed, and went back to his clipboard. He wrote something down, before looking back up at the class. "What the hell are you standing around for? Do your damn laps!" He hissed. Everyone immediately began to run around the gym, scared of facing the short teacher's wrath.

After laps where over, Armin awkwardly walked over to Mikasa, who was busy talking to Eren. Armin gulped, and approached the duo. Eren noticed him, and said something to Mikasa. The oriental turned around, and glared when she saw the blonde boy. Armin gulped, and smiled sheepishly, giving a small wave. Mikasa didn't say anything, and continued her conversation with Eren. Armin bit his lip. OK, so she was pissed at him. Understandable. Armin sighed, and continued walking towards the duo. He stopped right next to them, and cleared his throat awkwardly. They turned to face him, and Eren smiled. But the two boys noticed Mikasa's glare. Eren gulped, and took a quick glance at Armin, then at Mikasa. He then edged out of the scene, and left to go Marco.

Armin glanced down. "Hey." He muttered. 'Hey? Really smooth, Armin!' He thought bitterly.

"Hey." Mikasa responded with a monotone voice. Armin gulped, and clapped his hands together awkwardly.

"Well, I guess we should do our assignment now." He told her. Mikasa stared at him for a few seconds, before sighing, and nodding. They then began to do their sit ups, Mikasa holding Armin's feet in place as the blonde did his number. He stopped, and glanced at Mikasa, who had no readable expression on her face. He bit his lip. "Are you mad at me?" He asked. Mikasa seemed a little surprised by the question, but then she sighed.

"No, Armin, I'm not." She answered. "I'm mad at her." Armin gulped.

"Why?

"Because she took you away from me." She told him. Armin sighed.

"But you and I were never a thing to begin with." He said. Mikasa looked away, and sighed.

"Do you like her, Armin?" she asked. Armin's eyes widened at the question, but he paused to think. Did he like Christa? Armin sighed, and allowed his mind to drift off towards memory lane. He remembered each time Christa helped him, when she was there for him. Every kind thing she had ever done. Armin remembered their interactions, and he mentally slapped himself when he realized what he had been missing out on. Then he realized something. He turned to Mikasa with a confident look in his eyes.

"I love her." He stated. Mikasa stared at him, before chuckling.

"Well, she better take care of you," she told him. "Or else I'm going to have to wring her neck."

...

Armin sighed as he walked up the stairs leading to his room. He sighed, and opened the door, and dragged his feet towards his bed. He plopped down on the piece of furniture, and sighed. He closed his eyes, and tried to get a few extra Z's. He slowly felt himself drifting towards dreamland, but then he heard a familiar voice speak up. "Did you really mean it?" It asked. Armin instanly sprang out of bed, and turned around. His eyes widened as he saw a familiar ghost girl smiling at him from the door.

"C-Christa!" He stammered. Christa giggled, and smiled gently.

"Did you really mean it? when you said you loved me?" She repeated. Armin stood up from the bed, and approached the phantom servant. He slowly took hold of her hands, not feeling the coldness, only warmth. He smiled gently, and spoke.

"Yes, Christa. I did." He told her. He held a hand up, and cupped her cheek. "I love you a lot. And I know I was a big idiot, but I promise I'll do everything in my power to make it up to you." Christa felt tears come to her eyes, and she wiped them away.

"I'm so happy you feel the same way, Master." She told him. "And I promise I'll do everything in my power to be better towards you." The two stared at one another, then slowly leaned in.

Their lips gently touched one anothers, and they held that for awhile. After a moment, they pulled away. They smiled, and leaned their foreheads against each other's. Armin then chuckled.

"You don't have to call me 'Master' anymore, Christa." He said. Christa shrugged.

"It feels weird when I say your actual name." She responded. "But I'll try to use it more often." They chuckled, and kissed again. When they pulled apart, Armin looked into Christa's beautiful ocean blue eyes.

"I never want to lose you again." He said. "Do you think you can sleep with me tonight?" Christa's eyes widened for a brief moment, before softening. She nodded, and the two kissed again, celebrating their new found love. (Deadpool: So romantic! Larry: Way to ruin the moment, Deadpool.)

...

The two spent the whole day conversing with one another, sharing stories and enjoying their company. Armin then tilted his head, and raised an eyebrow. "So how did you here me confess my feelings?" He asked. Christa giggled.

"I'm bound to you forever, remember?" She answered. Then she stood up off the bed, and glanced at the window. It was getting dark, and the ghost girl drew in a deep breath. "Ok." she muttered. then she turned to Armin. Then, without warning, she began to slip off her dress.

Armin's eyes widened about 50%. 'Stop her, you idiot!' He mentally screamed. Christa now stood before him in only her bra and panties. She was blushing. She glanced away. "What are you waiting for? Get undressed." She told him. "This is what you wanted, right?" She blushed harder. "Stop looking at me like that. It's embarrassing." Armin finally brought himself back to earth.

"No, wait!" He told her. "T-this isn't what I wanted! I was just talking about sleep, and not...the other thing..." Christa's eyes widened, and she stared blankly at him.

'Oh shit.' Armin thought. The silence had never been so awkward.

Bet you guys forgot about awkward moments, eh? ;) I couldn't resist pulling this one! Anyway, don't forget to review! And remember, stay wykkyd!