Notes:

Thanks for readings and all your PMs and comments! I'm really grateful.

This is the first from a series of Rock/metal/pop/any-kind-of-music specials. I love the Beatles, so I thought about writing a little something with their songs. At first I considered on putting some lyrics, but I think I like it better with the titles… and one or two words from the songs in the text. What do you think? Do you have any band request?

Take care guys!

Hey Jude.

The voice inside of Levi had always been a good advisor. On crucial moments it had saved his life by telling him what to do or where to turn so he could avoid the titans trying to devour him. He trusted that voice bur why did he resist so much on doing it right now? He knew the reason so well but he wasn't ready to deal with the consequences. Accepting his feelings for Petra and doing something about it was more than he could take, but the voice was persistent "Come one, let her in! She will understand", "Don't punish yourself like that", "Go out and get her!" "Being with her could be the best decision you ever made"

That voice was him speaking, telling him that he had found more than an excellent soldier; he also found an amazing woman, and it was risking everything for her.

And then he mentally shouted drowning the voice's sound and started to run as fast as he could, going up the stairs with fast pace, ignoring everyone around and not stopping until her silhouette appeared in front of his eyes.

Because

Because the wind moved his hair at his own pace; without asking for permission or caring about what others think. The blue sky filled his heart with tears, with all the things he had quieted and repressed. Moved by the beauty of her eyes and soul.

The woman he loves is next to him, but he is incapable of say anything. His actions speak. He kisses her dryly; if he did differently his tears might fall on the spot.

And the wind blows again, cooing their embrace, moving their hearts because that's the only thing he could change in them.

Because the love they share is sincere and warm like spring days and because his frustrations rest in her, who doesn't reproach and accepts him the way he is, defects and scars.

She kisses him deeper, sending the desire and passion inside her lips, because she only knows a way to show it without words. His strong arms receive her with yearn and eagerness, because it's him; because it's her; because it is their love.

I want you.

Levi wants her desperately and every time he sees her he thinks he will go mad; an insane man incapable of controlling himself when he sees her walking, her legs' outline, her hair moving against the wind and the small dimples on her cheeks when she laughs. It's a heavy burden for him to carry, but at the same time he proves himself to see how much he could take before exploding; before falling into desire.

Lately, Petra has become his obsession and very deep inside, from the very first moment he saw her walking in the barracks, he knew that would happen. He never wanted to fight his feelings and way too many nights of insomnia lighted the fire inside his chest. His carelessness had a price.

His jaw got tense and he gulped. There was no turning back now, the temperature raised and his cravat was hindering. As soon as Petra closed his office door behind her, the chains restraining him would disappear…

Hello Goodbye.

They rarely agreed. They were very different, but at the same time they complemented each other. They were like water and oil that when being abruptly shaken, by their inevitable attraction couldn't mix, but kept their individuality and were together. He ordered around all day. Old military costumes would never go away, and she would always question him. Petra had always been the "hello" kind of person; meanwhile his hard expression would scare people with a rough "goodbye"

And despite anything, they are together. That's how Levi and Petra are; different but inevitably mad about each other. No coherent answers to their questions and dissimilarities.

Love me do

Levi is aware of Petra's feelings for him, and she knows it; it shows and it isn't like she makes a big effort to hide it. With every look, Petra asks him to love her, to return her feelings, whose sincerity is crystal clear and fierce like a waterfall. She wants him, and sometimes it seems that he does as well, but his rigid mask is impossible to break, and the girl's frustration grows every day. Please, love me do.

No reply.

After what happened neither of them could say a word. They had just slowly separated, but when they realized what had had happened, they both ran. Petra rushed to her room, while Levi stood there motionless, his mind hurrying somewhere else where his revolving thoughts couldn't reach him, like a candle wick consuming after the contact with the flame coming from their lips coming together for the first time. Some hours later, with steady pace he decided to look for her, knocking on Petra's door firmly. He knew he was there, he could almost listen her breathing on the other side of the heavy wood, but there was no reply.