This is a reupload of a fanfiction written by Levi Ackerman in August 2013. It is one of my favorites, but something went wrong with the original a while ago. I had it saved to my computer, so I'm reposting it.

By: Levi Ackerman

"I love Eren," Mikasa insisted, gasping as Rivaille's hot tongue slid across her skin. "You may love Eren," he agreed, his voice like rough silk. "But you want me." Eren catches Mikasa and Rivaille in a compromising position, and is not happy. LeviMika RivaMika. ErenMika. LeviEren RivaEren Riren. Eventual LeviMikaEren RivaMikaEren. Rated M for threesome, smut.

Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Eren Y., Mikasa A., Levi - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,808 - Reviews: 129 - Favs: 198 - Follows: 279 - Updated: Aug 30, 2013 - Published: Aug 28, 2013 - id: 9637729

Disclaimer: I don't own Shingeki no Kyojin

Author's Notes: Thank you SO much to all of those who reviewed yesterday! I really appreciated it, and honestly, it kind of made me want to update super fast for all of you, so here you go! Here's the second chapter.

I appreciate those of you who read this just because you like my writing. But honestly, I'll warn you - this is going to include RivaMika ErenMika, a small amount of RivaEren smut, and RivaMikaEren threesome smut. So if you're really disgusted by any of those, I suggest you don't read.

This chapter is mainly ErenMika angsty stuff, with a tiny bit of fluff in the middle. It'll get better after the next chapter though, I promise you. That's when you'll start seeing some LeviEren/Riren and more MikaEren.

For those of you who are concerned I'm going to box Mikasa out of the OT3, fear not. I won't do that. I also don't intend to let this interfere with my other ErenMika chaptered fics, so don't worry.

Till then, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I know this story is very different from what I've been usually writing. Mikasa's also rather emotional in this chapter. I think it works because that's how she is when it comes to Eren and now she's at a point where she has nothing to lose given what he's caught her in. It's hard writing them outside of the smut given the nature of this story!

Warning: Rated M for sMut. All warnings from previous chapter apply too.

Fraternization

Chapter 2: Confession

"E-Eren!" Mikasa cried, her eyes locked with his dark green ones.

Eren's eyes were full of turbulent emotions - shock, betrayal, anger - and,Mikasa's heart nearly skipping a beat at the realization - a glimmer of hurt.

Rivaille bit down, his hands squeezing her possessively.

"It's Rivaille," he growled at her. "I trust you remember my name given the way you were screaming it out last nigh-mmf!"

Mikasa covered Rivaille's mouth with her hand, trying to ignore his tongue as it slipped through her fingers.

She turned his chin with her other hand, and Rivaille tilted his head back, bangs falling across his forehead.

He caught sight of Eren, who was still standing their and gaping at them.

"Eren. It's rude to stare."

Mikasa wondered how the hell he managed to keep his voice so calm, so condescending, despite the fact that Eren had walked in on them pretty much - she was so mortified that she couldn't even complete the thought.

"Also, remember to knock next time," Rivaille drawled. "As you can see, you've interrupted something important."

"The hell you are!" Eren exploded. "What the hell do you think you're doing to Mikasa?! Let her go!"

His eyes were blazing with fury, his form stiff with anger. And Mikasa's heart cracked. She wanted to go up to him and hug him and soothe him - but she was still entwined around Rivaille rather shamelessly.

He was probably just being protective in a brotherly way. But yet, it bothered him, Mikasa could see that.

Oh, Eren...

"Oh, I think Mikasa is quite happy to be here." Rivaille's voice was like silk, and he dragged his tongue along her neck, in full view of Eren, who looked like he was going to transform there and then, and start a rampage.

"Heichou," Mikasa hissed, her cheeks reddening as she slapped him away from her, hastily covering her bare breasts with her scarf, which lay in a heap or Rivaille's table.

How much did Eren even see?!

"You're lying!" Eren snarled at him, before his eyes locked with Mikasa's again. "Mikasa!"

Eren's voice was rough, but held a note of pleading.

"He forced you, didn't he, Mikasa? You had no choice, isn't that right? It's okay now, I'm here. You don't have to do that with him, I'll take care of you."

His voice was concerned, almost gentle. It was a tone she had always longed to hear from him, but never had. Eren hadn't spoken to her that way in five years.

Mikasa wanted to rip her hair out.

Why now?!

Eren held his hand out.

"Mikasa. Come on. It's okay. I won't tell anyone and we'll pretend it never happened."

Rivaille's grip tightened around her, his fingers trailing up her back.

"Yes, Mikasa. Go with him. And at night when you think of me, you can jerk yourself off. Or ask Eren to help you out, just make sure you don't cry out my name. That'll piss him off, the stupid brat."

"Shut up!" Eren shouted.

"Eren-" Mikasa's voice trembled.

"Shut the fuck up, and leave her alone! And stop saying shit like that!" Eren was furious.

"I say a lot of shit," Rivaille agreed, "but I'm telling the truth about this. Ask Mikasa yourself, why don't you?"

Rivaille turned to Mikasa, his expression sly, almost cunning as he met her gaze.

"Mikasa?"

There was a trace of doubt in Eren's voice, and Mikasa wanted to die. She fixed Rivaille with her most hateful glare.

"Your death glares aren't going to make a damn difference," he told her frankly.

Mikasa's heart sank, as understanding seemed to dawn upon Eren.

Not now. Why is this happening now?

Eren's eyes hardened.

"I see how it is, then."

His voice was cold, his words cutting through her like daggers.

"I'll leave you two then."

"Finally. Close the door, will you," Rivaille called after him.

Eren slammed the door shut and stormed off.

"Now then." Rivaille turned back to Mikasa, smirking as he pushed down towards the desk.

"No!" Mikasa jumped off his lap. "No - I - I have to find Eren!"

He watched her languidly, leaning back on his chair, as she hurriedly pulled her clothes on.

"This is over," Mikasa told him as she left the room.

"Fine," he answered her nonchalantly, crossing his legs as he picked up his cravat, which Mikasa had ripped off earlier. He careful smoothed out the wrinkles.

You'll come back to me, Mikasa. You and Eren both.

"E-Eren."

She found him at dinner that night, sitting with Armin. He ignored her.

"Eren," she said again, a little louder.

His gaze met hers, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"What do you want?"

"Can we talk, Eren? Please?"

"Can't you see I'm talking to Armin?"

"Just for a little while! It's important!"

The blonde boy seemed to notice there was something going on between the two. He stood up hastily, his blue eyes full of concern.

"Eren, it's okay. I think you should talk to Mikasa."

Eren stood up, his chair scraping against the ground. Without another word to either of them, he left the room.

"Eren!" Mikasa ran after him. "Eren, wait!"

She caught his arm, and he shoved her hand off, roughly.

"Don't touch me," Eren hissed, and Mikasa took a step back, stung.

"Eren, I'm sorry! Please let me explain."

"Explain what?!" he whirled around, his gaze boring into hers. "There's nothing to explain. I saw what I saw. I'm not a stupid kid, Mikasa. I understood what

was happening."

"But I - Eren, it's not what you think."

Eren took a step towards her, gripping her shoulders tightly.

"Was that the first time?" he asked.

Mikasa wanted to lie to him, so badly. But when he looked at her with those brilliant green eyes, she found that there was no way that she would be able to

bring herself to deceive him.

"N-no," she admitted.

Eren's grip tightened, his fingers digging into her shoulders.

"How long? How long was this happening?"

"About - about two months."

Eren exhaled loudly, releasing her and raking a hand through his hair in frustration.

Then -

"Was it - consensual?"

"H-huh?"

"Did you agree to it? Do it voluntarily? Or did he force you?"

"I - " Mikasa broke off, tears welling up in her eyes.

Eren's eyes softened for a moment, as he took in her anguished expression.

"Mikasa, if he did, please tell me. I know he's the Corporal, and maybe he's threatened your or something, and you couldn't say anything back then. But

please, if there's anything like that going on, just tell me about it. We'll figure something out."

His voice was gentle this time, with a hint of pleading. Mikasa wanted to tell him that he was right. She wanted to break down there and then and run into

his arms and let him comfort her. He would now, if she said that. She could tell. Eren was being protective right now, and he would do anything for her.

Why now? Why now, why now, why now?

The tears slid down her cheeks. Eren was shocked to see her openly crying.

"Hey, Mikasa... don't cry..."

He gathered her in his arms then, pulling her to him. It made Mikasa cry even more as she clenched his shirt between her fingers, feeling the deep, reassuring

beat of his heart against her chest. He was warm, and she felt so safe, with Eren holding her.

It was different, the total antithesis to how she felt when she was with Rivaille - never safe, but always thrilled, challenged, pushed.

I wish I could stay in Eren's arms forever.

But then she remembered how soft and demanding Rivaille's lips had been against hers, how she had willingly spread her legs for him as he pushed her down

against his silken sheets.

And even though she loathed saying it, knew that Eren would hate her, Mikasa knew she couldn't lie to him. She reluctantly disentangled herself from him,

knowing that he would probably never hold her again like that.

"He - didn't force me," Mikasa said, taking a deep breath. Eren's eyes never left hers. "It was - consensual."

"Then I have nothing to say to you anymore."

His gaze was like stone, and he sounded absolutely disgusted with her.

"Eren, I'm sorry!" Mikasa cried. "I won't do it again! You're more important to me! All I ever wanted was to be by your side-"

"And how the hell did you intend to stay by my side if you were busy fucking him?!"

He was shouting at her now, his expression furious.

"We were supposed to fight the Titans, Mikasa! That's what we came here for! And you and him were supposed to be humanity's two strongest soldiers!

What the fuck were you two thinking, wasting time on that kind of crap?!"

"Eren, we only -"

"I used to idolize him, and you knew that! Rivaille-heichou, I always thought I wanted to be more like him! But you had to ruin that for me as well, didn't you?

As if being the best at everything, all the time, wasn't enough?"

"The only reason I tried so hard was to protect you!" Mikasa cried. "That's all it's ever been about, Eren!"

"Well, I told you I never asked for that! I'm sick of you acting like my protector, Mikasa! It's suffocating. I don't want it!"

"You always - " Mikasa sniffed, her voice cracking. "You're always pushing me away, Eren. That's why it's so hard. I was lonely, and I messed up but I -"

"You were lonely?!" Eren scoffed. "Tch. Don't give me that bullshit, Mikasa. Don't push it on me and make it seem like its my fault."

"I'm not saying it's your fault, but I -"

"You always had Armin and the others. And I was there for you too. You just never looked at me as more than a little kid that needed protecting. That's

what I always hated about you."

-never looked at me as more than a little kid -

Mikasa's heart swelled for a moment.

Does that mean he wanted me to -

"Wh-what's that supposed to mean?"

"What's what supposed to mean?!" he spat at her.

Mikasa steeled herself.

I'll do it. I'll tell him now. There's nothing to lose.

"Eren, I love you," she said breathlessly. "Or - I'm in love with you. I always have been, for a long time."

He stared at her, his brows furrowing. There was a long silence for a moment, and then -

"Is this supposed to be some kind of a sick joke?!"

Her stomach plummeted at his tone. He sounded frustrated, angry, more annoyed than anything.

"No, I mean it," she said. "I love you, Eren."

"I find that hard to believe, when you've been busy doing fuck knows what with the Corporal."

"It's because I was lonely! You were always pushing me away and -"

"Please, Mikasa. Both you and I know that's not it."

His voice was like steel, hard and unyielding.

"Even so," Mikasa persisted. "The way I feel about you - I'm not lying, Eren, I -"

"I don't want to hear it, Mikasa," Eren snapped at her. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you really think I want to hear that kind of thing from you,

especially now?!"

Mikasa felt her heart crack, feeling suddenly dizzy.

No - he doesn't - Eren doesn't -

"I always cared about you a lot, probably more than anyone. But this - you've lost it. I don't even want to look at you anymore. I don't care if you say you

want to protect me, that you love me or whatever. Just stay the hell away from me, Mikasa."

And then he was gone, and Mikasa fell to the floor on her knees, tears streaming out of her eyes.

Eren doesn't love me.

On that day, Mikasa Ackerman learned what heartbreak felt like.

Author's Note: ...troll ending there trying to rip off the SnK tagline thing. Please review and let me know what you think of the chapter!

Special thank you to all those who reviewed the last chapter! :)