Authors Note: Sorry it took so long to post this chapter. The spring semester barely started and it's already killing me. Anyway this chapter is in Eren's point of view.


After lunch I got my jacket from my room and headed towards Levi's office. I found Levi waiting for me by his office door. He had on a black jacket just like mine. It fit him in every way possible. It hugged his chest just tight enough for it to be comfortable. The color fit his personality and fashion sense. He looked up from his watch and caught me starring. I quickly averted my gaze to look at anything else but him.

"You ready to go?" He asked like he hadn't noticed me openly staring at him.

"huh?... Yeah!" Well played Eren, smooth as ever. I felt like mentally slapping my own brain.

"Hmmm." He just hummed and started walking towards the staircase. I was still standing in the same spot, then had to start a light jog when i realized I was supposed to follow him.

Neither one of us said anything while walking down the three flights of stairs. I just silently followed after his every step, trying not to make it any weirder between us. He probably already thought I was a creep from all my staring. I just can't help but notice everything about him. His jet black hair shining under every light he passes. The clothes he wears are always perfect, but most of all him in general. It's something about his personality and the way he presents himself. It just makes me more attracted to him.

Once I cleared my head I realized we had made it to the first floor. Embarrassed over my own thoughts I followed after Levi who headed towards the parked cars. I noted Marco and Jean at one of the cars. The hood was up and Marco was inside. Then I remembered that he was one of the mechanics in charge of the cars. Jean on the other hand had nothing to do with the cars.

My question as to why he was there was answered, but also added another question. I carefully looked him over, he wasn't there to help apparently, just to watch. Not the car being worked on, but the one working on it. Since Marco was half gone in the car the only part you could see was his ass in the air. Apparently I wasn't the only one who noticed.

"Kirstein, stop gawking at Marco's ass and get to work." Levi ordered.

Embarrassed Jean tried to look for words, any words. Marco on the other hand had jumped at the comment and hit his head on the raised hood. When he managed to get out of the car he looked over at Jean. Their faces looked like a pair of fresh tomatoes. Jean finally gave up on his vocabulary and decided to walk away from the moment. Marco just looked down and tried to 'get back to work'. He was just looking at the engine with a look I couldn't quite identify.

"Bodt, we're heading out. Is my car ready?" Levi said a bit irritated by what just happened.

"Yeah, she's good to go, tanks full and everything." Marco's muffled reply came from inside the car. I had a feeling he was going to be in their even when we left.

Without saying another word Levi turned around and walked to one of the cars. I felt bad for Marco but I didn't know what to say to him right now. So I just chased after Levi. He was already opening the door to a sleek black car. I stood by the passenger side looking at the cars glossy paint. My family may be rich but I've never seen a car this beautiful up close.

"Are you gonna get in or not? I don't have all day." When I first met Levi I knew he was the emotionally strained type of person, but something seemed off today. First he seemed very uncomfortable and nervous when we talked this morning. Now it's like he's releasing all this pent up anger at everything that moves.

I didn't want to get even more on his bad side than I probably was. I smiled in his direction and got in the car. At my smile he looked a bit taken aback. He took a deep breath before he got in and started up the car.

Once the car roared to life so did the radio. The volume was all the way up, but I wasn't bothered because I liked the song that was playing. It was Dream a Little Dream Of Me. Levi didn't seem so happy with the situation and immediately flipped the volume until nothing could be heard. The car began to move towards a garage door. The street outside was becoming visible with every inch the door arose. It was like a dark curtain of glimmering beads. It must have been raining for a long time for the puddles to be as deep. Once the opening was wide enough for the car to pass though Levi pulled out of the building and onto the street.

It was awfully quite now that it was just the two of us and the sound of rain pelting the car windows. I really wish he hadn't turned the radio off. "What's wrong? Don't you like Ella Fitzgerald?" I asked about the song on the radio but I really wanted to ask about him in general.

"I like her just . . . not that song . . . not today." His reply wasn't much of an answer and I wasn't going to leave it at that.

"Are you alright?" I asked him while trying to get a hold on his eyes that never met mine. Or me in particular. He was driving but it wouldn't hurt if he glanced over once in a while.

"Fine . . . I'm fine." That's not what I'm looking for. I want him to answer honestly. He doesn't know it, but I actually care about him. I may have known him for a mere two days. What can I say, I get attached quickly and I don't let them go easily. By the way he answered it was obvious he was far from being fine. The Levi I've met so far was more direct and didn't stumble over his words.

I reached over and placed my hand on his arm. He tensed at first, then tried to make an effort to calm himself. "Levi?" I said, almost sounding like a mother interrogating her child.

He finally looked over in my direction, yet still didn't meet my eyes. "I'm fine. I just didn't get much sleep." I didn't want to believe him but he did look tired. I guess that was the best explanation I was getting. I squeezed his arm in a reassuring manner and let the topic go.

He obviously wanted space, so I removed my hand and turned to face out the window. I heard a slight sigh come from Levi. I wish I knew how to make him feel better. I let out my own sigh and watched it fog up the window.

The view wasn't helping, it was making me depressed. No one was outside it was so empty. The sky was gray and the buildings looked black. The only color came from the car lights. There were a few other cars on the same road. A sparkle of yellow drops at their front and red splashes from the back.

The light ahead blinked red and we screeched to a halt. I was brought out of my short lived depression by a Levi clearing his throat. "I just remembered that I never asked you where you live." I gave him a smile, this time he didn't seem offended by it.

"Well you're going the right way. I kind of assumed you knew." I said with a mocking tone.

He finally looked me in the eyes, more of a glare, and gave a small smile himself. "You little shit." He replied then moved us along as the light became green. What he said didn't surprise me, it was the chuckle behind it. His change in attitude made my smile wider and brought out my own laughter.

"Fifth avenue and 59th street." I answered his question once I finished my laughing fit.

"The Savory-Plaza Hotel? Are you serious?" Like everyone else who found out where I live he was amazed.

"Yeah." I replied looking out the window again. I glanced at a passing street sign. We weren't far from the hotel, about 5 minutes away. We went back to silence but this time it wasn't bad. Now that we were both in a good mood.

After a right turn I could see the top of the hotel peeking out from the surrounding buildings. The closer we got the more visible it got. It may have been two days but I missed being home.

Levi pulled up to the front of the hotel and parked the car. He was the first one out of the car opening an umbrella I hadn't noticed before. He was already by my side when I had opened the door. The umbrella was big enough for the both of us, but it felt tight being huddled together. I could feel the warmth coming from his body as we both ascended up the steps. I let out a small breath when we stepped into the lobby. Noticing our proximity we both took a step to the side.

"Eren!" I heard a loud voice boom from behind the sign in desk.

"Hi, Hans." I replied. Hans is the owner of the hotel but he likes to greet the guest that walk in. You could say he's more of a door man than the owner.

"I haven't seen you in while. Where have you been?" He asked walking towards me and swallowing me into a hug. There was no use trying to escape from his hugs. Once he trapped you his arms where like steel beams.

"I was with some friends." I said, finally free from the death grip. "Hey, do you know if my parents are home?"

"Well, they both left early today and I haven't seen either one come in yet."

"Alright. Well I'm gonna head up now. See you later." I waved at him while walking over to the elevator. Levi fallowed behind me without saying a word.

I pressed the button on the wall that calls the elevator down. A few seconds later there was a soft ding and the doors opened. An old woman I've seen a couples times before stepped out, she gave us both a smile and went on her way.

Jumping in I held the doors for Levi to squeeze inside. Once he was in I let go and the doors slid closed. I glanced at the panel, pressing the button of my floor. The single button lit up and I felt the elevator jolt into motion. The swift change of gravity moved my stomach around.

"Wait you live on the 33rd floor?" Levi spoke up from my side. One of his black eyebrows lifted from it's usual spot.

"Yeah, my parents own one of the penthouse suits." I said with a slight blush. Talking about my parents financial success usually turned the matter against me. I rely on my parents, so it's a little embarrassing when people presume I have my own money.

"That's impressive." Was his only reply. I nodded giving him a hum of agreement. If he thought that was impressive what was he going to think when he actually saw it.

The ding from before alerted the opening of the doors. I walked out following the memorized path towards my front door. Fishing in my back pocket I found my key hiding behind my wallet. Hearing the click of the lock I pushed the door and gestured towards Levi.

He walked past me stepping into the small hallway. I walked in closing the door behind me. Levi was taking off his rain speckled shoes and I decided to do the same. Wouldn't want to leave mom a mess when she came back from work.

I was removing my jacket as I started walking through the hallway. "What time does your meeting start?" I asked when I was finally free from the jacket.

"In about 40 minuets, but don't worry about that, take your time. Get everything you need." He said from behind me. I turned around to look at him. His eyes where moving all around the room.

We had just stepped into the living room. Which I think is the best place in the whole suit. The windows make up a whole wall, facing out into the city. The theme my mom chose was different shades of black and white. Like every other wall in the house these were white. The floor was a black hard wood with light cream rugs placed here and there. Our couches were a black leather and had different little white or gray colored pillows. Every other little thing decorating the room was the same color scheme. The little light that was outside from the rain flowed in and showered over the living room.

I tossed my jacket on the couch and turned in the direction of my room. "You don't mind waiting here, do you?"

"No." He said in his usual nonchalant way.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure, now go get your things brat." Levi replied taking a seat on the couch.

I laughed at my apparently new nick name. "Alright." I said before I whirled around and sped to my room.

Now in my room I closed the door for a little privacy. The first thing I needed to do was change out of these clothes. They fit, but a little too tight for my taste. A few seconds of wrestling the shirt off and slipping the pants past my ankles I was left in my boxers. Slightly naked, I tiptoed over to my closet. It was a walk-in closet big enough to store every article of clothing my mom has ever bought me.

I don't have anything casual, it's all suits for formal or regular occasions. I tried dressing a little less extravagant than my usual look. I went with a light button up shirt covered by a gray blazer and matching gray pants. I finished off with some black shoes and a small black watch. I looked myself over in the mirror admiring my work.

After finishing with my outfit I reached under a shelf stacked with shoes and pulled out a suitcase. I set it on the floor in the middle of my closet. Opening drawer after drawer I dumped seven pairs of boxers, seven pairs of socks, a dozen shirts, and seven matching sets of blazers with pants. It took me a bit of force to close the lid, but the split second it touched down I reached for both latches. Now that I finished packing my clothes it was time to look for my school supplies. I reached for another suitcase from the same place and carried both out to my room.

I opened the empty suitcase on my bed. The first thing to go in was my uniform. I would have put it in the other suitcase, but that would work no matter how hard I tried. Next thing I reached for was my school bag, which was already filled with notepads and writing utensils. It was small enough to fit neatly next to my uniform. I stacked the four heavy text books on top, but there was still room in the case. I looked around trying to find anything I might need.

In the end I didn't fill much of the void. I just picked up my tooth and hair brush from my bathroom and added them into the mix. Closing the second suitcase was much easier but it was awfully heavier. Taking one last look at my room I noticed a key hanging at my bed side. I set the suitcases down and ran over to pluck it off the wall. It was a gold key on a thin silver chain. My parents had given me this key as a birthday present this year. I pulled it over my head and let it slid onto my neck.

With the reminder of my parents I decided it would be best if I left them a note. I walked over to m desk and pulled out a piece of paper and pen from one of the drawers.

Mom and Dad,

I'm going to be staying with a friend for a while. Don't worry about anything. I'll still be going to college and I won't forget about the dinner. I love you both.

Eren

That should do it. I picked up the suitcases and walked out of my room. I made a quick stop at the kitchen to place the note on the fridge. When I walked into the living room Levi had gotten up from the couch and was now standing by the window.

"I'm done. Sorry I took so long." I said walking over to him. He looked down at his watch and smiled a little.

"Why are you apologizing, it was only fifteen minutes." He said turning his head to look out the window.

"Either way I don't want to make you late for your meeting."

"Alright then lets get going." He said taking one last look of the city. "Here, give me one of those." He reached over to one of the suitcases. I gave him the one stuffed full of clothes. Keeping the textbook weighed down case for myself. "You look good by the way." Levi complimented, looking over my attire.

The blush burning my face was not easy to hide. Levi chuckled and walked away into the hallway we had came from. I took a deep breath trying to calm the fire under my cheeks. The second I felt a tiny bit better I raced after Levi. He was already standing outside the door waiting for me to come out as well.

I snatched my key from the table near the door and turned off the lights. It would be a while before I see this place again.


Authors Note: Quick history lesson. The hotel mentioned in here is actually real. The Savory-Plaza Hotel was opened in New York in 1927 and demolished in 1965. It indeed had 33 floors and around 1,000 rooms. A general motors company has now taken it's place.