Sup! Another Long Distance chapter should be up some time this week.

Here, have this. Another depressing chapter. Don't worry, I will try and get the story moving on as quickly as possible, within reason so you are not left hanging. I would like to make the chapters longer but for one I don't really have time, and for two... I prefer to write in one sitting. I know where I am up to then.

But please, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Yeah, it's all Isayama's

Young and Beautiful Lana Del Rey

This was my favourite song. I hadn't actually realised they had the sheet music for this.

I gave intro a little once over in my mind, placing the book on the Piano, before me. My fingers dug into the keys, playing them passionately.

Mmmmm

I took a deep breath. My face felt tight from the drying tears, but it didn't put me off.

I've seen the world

Done it all

Had my cake now.

My voice smoothly flowed, no imperfections, no cracks. Even through tears that began to threaten to spill out.

Diamonds, Brilliant

In Bel Air now

I took another breath, before lowering my voice, still not a crack or imperfection. I had played a few bum notes, but they weren't really noticeable.

Hot summer nights, Mid July

When you and I were forever wild

The crazy days, City lights

The way you played with me like a child

Now for the chorus, this is when the song really hits home for me.

Will you still love me,

When I'm no longer

You and Beautiful?

Yet again, tears rained down my cheeks, re-treading the previous tracks. The rest of the song flowed equally as smooth. My voice did not one break or change, even though I was crying. During the song I thought of Levi. Strange, isn't it? I have been rejected and mentally tortured by that man, yet I still like him. No, I still love him. I'm sure it's love, it's a feeling I have never felt and, trust me, I have felt a lot of feelings.

Will you still love me,

When I'm not

Young and beautiful?

I drew out the last line, my voice fading away.

The song seemed to amplify my emotions and I broke out crying, yet again. But this time, my outburst was worse. Hanji, who was standing silently behind me the whole time, recording me, put her phone away and came over to cuddle me, again.

For fucks sake, I'm so pathetic!

I stayed in Hanji's arms for the rest of the lesson, until the bell went. Instead of going to form, Hanji insisted on me going to her office. I didn't argue. I wasn't in the mood to go to form, not since that rugby player, Reiner I think his name is, beat me. He was excluded, but I still didn't want to go. I gathered my things and hobbled off behind Hanji.

I had only just realised my body was still in agony from yesterday. It protested every movement I tried, by I kept going despite the pain.

There weren't many people on the corridors since most people were in form. For that, I was glad.

Once we reached Hanji's office, she shut the door so carefully, you would think it was a sheet of glass. While she did so, I took a seat on the bed. Hanji walked over to me, hopping on the bed next to me.

She took my hand and shifter around to look at me. "Eren, you don't need to do this, you can go home."

"No, I-I need this, Hanji. I can't shy away from school just… Just because Mikasa… She wouldn't want it. She would want me to carry on living."

Hanji looked me dead in the eye. "How… How, after all you have been through, are you still here. I had," She started to quietly sob. "W-when my sister died, well when she… killed herself. I had a nervous break-down. Luckily, Erwin was a close family friend, like I am with you and he took me in, under his wing. He sorted me out and got me back on track. My sister loved the human body, she wanted to become a doctor of some sort, where as I wanted to work in a school. So, I set out to make her proud and do both." Hanji became a little bit more composed but she still had tears streaming down her face. "Anyway, Headmaster Smith and I always kept in touch and he practically adopted me as a younger sister. When I graduated he offered me a job at the school, so I could find my bearings. Within a month, I found a job at the hospital, but didn't leave the school. Headmaster Smith had done too much for me to just pack up and leave. So, I stayed. And, a year after that, you started here." A warming smile graced her lips. "We became friends."

At this I could feel myself smiling. A put a hand to her cheek and wiped away one of her tears with my thumb. "Hanji, you are a blessing to me." I leaned in and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Like a son would, to his mother.

We spent some silent moments reflecting, cradling one another. "OH!" She exclaimed, "I almost forgot. I recorded you in music, do you want to see it?" she asked pulling out of our embrace.

I became panicked and nervous, it seemed to show because she ruffled my hair. "Don't worry Eren, I won't show anyone."

At that, I took a breath, and nodded.

Happily, well as happy as a pre-crying woman could be, she pulled out her phone, keying in the code. She found her way to where the videos were stored on her phone and pressed the screen once more, before turning it over and holding it in front of us, turning up the volume.

There I was, playing the music. I could see the passion practically oozing from me and a played the notes. I was soon warped into myself, not to be vain, but I did. I blocked out everything.

I never knew my voice sounded quite like that. I had to admit, my voice sounded heavenly. Once the song was over, Hanji turned to me, expectantly. I turned to meet her.

"Eren, you're so talented." She spoke first.

I gave her a nod. "Thank you, I never knew I was… well, that good."

"Good?!" She scoffed. "Eren, your voice is that of an angel. You have to let me watch you next lesson, can I video more?"

I thought about it for a moment and figured that it wouldn't hurt. What is the worst that could happen? I nodded. "Yes, but only if you promise not to show anyone."

She saluted me, as if she were offering her heart, her right hand curled over her chest, her left identically positioned round her back.

"I promise!"

The bell rang and we waited a few moments before the initial crowds of students died down, and everyone had transitioned from break to period 3. I walked into the music room, Hanji in tow. We both nodded to Mike as he took my mark and just told me to continue where I left off.

That lesson was the most fun I had, had in ages Hanji had her phone out, recording me do Skyfall and various, other songs. I asked her why she wanted to record me and she just simply replied with. "Oh, you will see." I didn't bother in encouraging her to elaborate; I didn't want it to kill our happy (as happy as you could get in this situation) vibe we had going on.

The bell ended that lesson too soon. I was on first lunch, so Hanji led me back to her office, like I had led her to music. We ate our lunches and relaxed for a while. I had almost completely forgotten about my run-in with Levi this morning. But, that was short lived, as I realised I had double art next, all the pain and negative things came back to me.

I begged Hanji to come with me but she shook her head. I questioned her why. The only answer I was rewarded with was "Oh, you will see." Now I didn't fear over killing the mood, no. It had already been killed. By a man who wasn't here. I pleaded with her to not make me do this, but she threw our conversation back at me, using my own words against me. She pointed out how Mikasa wanted me to live and not dwell.

Eventually I gave up and just faced the facts that I'd have to endure two hours of torturous lesson time with the very man I was in love with.

Great. Just fucking great!

Such tense! Very story! WOW!

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Thanks guys and so long, and have a good life until we meet again!