I usually only write about the anime Hakuouki, in particular about Hijikata and Chizuru, but I really love the pairing Levi x Hange. It's my first fanfic about them and I tried my best.

"Oi, four-eyes." Levi slammed both hands onto the large desk in the middle of the room.

The brunettes head shot up. "I'm awake! I wasn't sleeping!" She opened her eye and stared right into a pair of grey ones. "Levi, didn't you leave already?"

"Yes, and now I'm back." He walked around the desk to the chair standing next to her. "If you're tired, just go to sleep. I'm not looking forward to rewriting everything because you didn't pay enough attention."

Hange clasped her hands together and raised them above her head, stretching to loosen the stiffened muscles. "Levi, you know me better than that, I would never do something halfhearted."

"No, but making stupid mistakes is your specialty."

Hange only responded with an irritated groan. "If you've got nothing better to do, you may leave again." She grabbed a bunch of papers and flipped through them, looking for one specific piece of paper.

"Nah, I need to make sure you get at least three hours of sleep this night." He leaned back in the chair and crossed his legs.

"I'm not sure you will succeed in that."

"You'll see."

Only the sound of rustling paper and the point of an ink pen scraping over the it filled the room while Hange continued her work. Levi just stared at her, not caring if he was being obvious. Her eyepatch had been removed to give her injured eye some air. It looked disgusting, but this was the only thing he didn't mind being disgusting. He knew that his nickname 'four-eyes' didn't really count anymore, yet he couldn't help calling her that. Him saying her real name was something that barely happened, and it's not like she complained about it or anything.

"Levi." Her whispering voice suddenly rose from the silent room.

"Hmm?"

"Did you hear that?"

"No."

"Really? You didn't hear a thud, something or someone falling on the ground?" She looked at the door, as if someone would walk into the room in the very next moment.

"Why would I hear someone falling in the middle of the night?" he asked irritated.

"Exactly."

"No, not exactly. You're probably imaging it." He reached over the desk to the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. "You're tired."

"I'm not, and I know I heard something."

"Whatever." Levi leaned back again and took a sip of the hot tea, ignoring her piercing eye. It was silent for a few seconds. He saw her trying to focus on the research file in her hands, but her interest lay somewhere else. She looked back at the door. Levi let out a heavy sigh and put down his cup on the desk. "Hange-" he began, but was silenced by a finger against his lips. He looked at her questionably.

"Ssh," Hange said and stood up. She removed her finger from his mouth and with light footsteps she made her way to the door.

Levi turned in his chair to follow her with his eyes. Hange opened the door slowly without making any noise. Excited for what was going to see, she poked her head through the small opening. It was dark in the hallway, the little moonlight shining through the windows didn't help her much with seeing whatever there was to be seen. As her eyes got adjusted to the darkness, she scanned the hallway in search of a dark figure sitting or lying somewhere. To the right side of her room she saw something about ten meters away from her. "There's someone sitting on the ground," she whispered as she looked over her shoulder to Levi.

"Who?" Levi asked and stood up.

"How am I supposed to know? It's too dark to see."

Hange stepped aside as Levi approached her. She pushed the door further open so they both could look around the hallway.

"Where?"

She reached out and pointed to the figure hiding in the shadows. Levi's hair touched her arm as he turned his head to follow her hand. She then realized she had unconsciously moved closer to him. So close that if he were to turn around and she would bent just a little, her lips could touch his forehead. Not that she was thinking about it.

"You wanna help them?" Levi asked, interrupting her thoughts.

"you want to leave them there then?"

"I didn't say that," Levi scoffed and stepped inside the hallway. He walked over to the figure, with Hange behind him. "Oi, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

The figure stayed silent.

"He didn't hear you," Hange said and kneeled down. She saw that the person was hugging their knew and slowly swinging from side to side.

"As if I hadn't noticed yet."

Hange didn't say anything to some back at him, too focused at the person in front of her. She already knew it wasn't going to be easy to get the person to talk to them. She could see it at how she and Levi were still air to the person.

"Is it… recruit Arlert?" Levi asked as he also kneeled down.

Hange examined the person. The slim figure and blonde bowl cut made it pretty clear that it was Armin Arlert. "Armin?" She reached out and let her hand rest on his shoulder. "Armin?"

He still didn't pay attention to them.

"Maybe you should speak louder, four-eyes. He's in his own world."

Hange considered calling his name again, but she didn't. Instead she moved closer to the boy. "No, we need to be careful with the state he is in right now." Her hand travelled from his shoulder over his arm to his hands, covering his face. She grabbed his hand and pulled them away.

Armin had his eyes closed, but Hange could see that he'd been crying. There were dark circles around his eyes and his cheeks were wet from the tears. Hange used her sleeve to dry off his cheeks and chin and then softly rubbed his eyes. "Armin?" she tried again.

"Hmm." The sound came from deep down his throat, not really forming words.

"Can you tell us why you're here?"

Armin opened his eyes, red, wide open. His bottom lip started to tremble. He tried to free his hands from Hange's grip on them, but he was too weak in his current state. He kept struggling, his soft breathing turned into panting. His eyes shot from Hange to Levi and back to Hange, pleading her to… do something. But Hange couldn't place what. She only knew that he was scared, beyond scared. Terror was written all over his face.

"It's okay, you don't have to." Hange turned to Levi, asking him what they should do, without using words.

"Let's bring him to your room. Maybe he will feel a little saver then."

Hange nodded and they both stood up, each grabbing one of Armin's arms to help him stand up.

Hange and Levi stared down at the boy laying in Hange's bed. He lay on his side, facing them, legs curled up, a blanket put over him, covering him up to his chin.

"I think he's traumatized by something," Hange said, breaking the silence.

"I think so too."

"I also think that we should try talking to him after he is calmed down."

"I agree."

"So what now?"

"I don't know. We can check some more reports and after that we'll see what his condition will allow us to do."

Hange nodded. She walked to her chair and sat down. "To be honest, it pains me to see one of our smartest soldiers be so vulnerable."

"Yeah, but it's not the first time someone succumbed to these kind of feelings." Levi sat down on the other chair. "Let's hope it's only gonna be this one time."

"Yes, we cant afford to lose him."