A/N: So here is chapter 2! It ended up being longer than I expected.

Trans: (1) "aniki" meaning "brother"

Warning: gory scene up ahead!

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Least Worst Criminal

By: graylubitches

Chapter Two: Amusement.

When Eren woke up from his bed at an early hour and scanned the suffocating room, usually, he'd immediately dread to get out of the house because of the inconvenient silence he would encounter in the morning. Ever since Armin got hospitalized and Mikasa was moved up to the 15th floor of Scouting Legion, both of them rarely saw each other because of their respective work. Though the female would make sure to prepare him breakfast before she leaves or at least say a goodbye, there are also times when she could not follow such routine because he'd wake up later than her as his commission do not start until an hour or two hours after hers. However today was different.

A clinking of a pan and spatula could be heard from the kitchen as they made contact with one another. Once he brushed his teeth, took a shower, changed into his uniform, grabbed his weapons (that consisted of a baton, a pocket knife and a gun) and cleaned the bed, he walked out to see his sister already done with the preparations. "Good morning," he greeted and she smiled in response.

"Morning' I made French toast and eggs," Mikasa said while gesturing to the table.

"Thanks," Eren commented as he took a seat beside her and for the first time that week, they ate breakfast together.

So this whole new promotion has its positive affects despite its perks of him working with a total asshole, he pondered. Then an image of Levi popped up in his head which made him visibly shiver. Mikasa who has very keen eyesight noticed.

"What's the matter, Eren?"

The brunet almost choked on his bread; ashamed that he has been caught thinking about the older man. "It's nothing."

He could not fool the persistent woman. "No, I know there's something. Did something happen? How's the criminal you were assigned to? You haven't told me anything about it. Did he touch you in any way?"

This time Eren did choke. His hand instantly went to grab the glass of water in front of him and gulped half of the liquid in one go. Mikasa patted his back to aid him from gaining his breath back. "Oh, him! Yeah, he's fine. I've been told that he's the least worst of them so I can almost assure you that he won't be able to do—"

"He touched you already!? I'm going to kill that bastard!"

The brunet stared at her in frustration. "Wait, what? He didn't do anything to me, I told you."

"Don't lie, Eren. Your ears turned bright red just now."

He looked away in defeat. Well there's no way he can make an excuse for that. He hated how he could not control them from turning into the hues of red because it made himself a very bad liar.

Eren sighed, took in air before saying, "It wasn't that bad. It was only a simple contact and after that, I got him to finish his duties then retired for the day."

There was still a fuming aura surrounding his sister though a small part of it diminished once she comprehended all of his words. "Where did he touch you?"

She cannot know. That was the only thing on his mind.

So the second Eren's phone rang and Mike's name appeared on the screen, he silently prayed to his guardian angel—his mother—for always looking out for him. "Hello?"

"Hey, I know it's your second day but I need you to do me a favour," the person said on the other line.

Eren sat up straight from his seat before replying, "Of course. What can I do for you, sir?"

"I need you to go see Alex. He'll probably be in the torture chamber on the 9th floor and you will tell him that you are there because I personally sent you. He's going to give you a package and a pass so you can go all the way to the 12th floor. A fellow commander named Hanji will meet you there and you give her the box. Understood?"

There was an urge to ask. What was inside the package and why was the job being passed onto him? However he shut his mouth (in fear of getting a lecture) and left the questions unanswered. He needed to prioritize his status more than the inkling curiosity behind his head.

"Yes sir."

While Eren was talking to the commander on the phone, Mikasa had started cleaning the plates and the table. "Ready to go, Eren?" she asked with a light grin. "Let's go together."

He was thankful that her mood has brightened. So with a shook of his head towards her, he grabbed his coat before following her out of the apartment. It has been awhile since the two of them walked to their workplace together. The fact made him feel delighted.

"I'll see you later for dinner." With that his sister disappeared into the moving elevator as he got off on the 9th floor.

He went to search for Alex.

On the other hand, Levi was lying on his stomach in bed wincing and cursing to himself. He got another beating last night and this time it was just Alex entertaining his ugly self. New tactics and ideas clouded his mind for the torture the man will later on receive. There was just no way will he make the real deal any less painful than the constructed image of the said bloody figure underneath his feet. Alex will pay. He'll make sure of it.

His thoughts drifted off absentmindedly and a familiar face sought his eyes. A new watchdog has been assigned once again to take care of him. The boy's name was Eren, apparently. He looked about the same age as the previous officer who recently left.

The boy seems tough but sometimes too easy to read. An officer would be caution to not show their outward expressions to people, especially to a criminal like him, yet this Eren person went against such policy.

Eren was expressive. He portrayed furrowed brows when he's mad, pursing his lips together when he's attempting to ignore him, or there would be an evident frown on his face when he feels thoroughly disturbed.

He was so amusing. More than any of his victims ever showed him.

And so Levi knew—this time, he was going to have the most fun ever since his prison days. Now, onto the second step of making (well forcing) the boy to quit and leave the building; he smirked.

"S-Stop please, enough!" a tired voice tried to scream.

"This. Is. Your. Punishment. For spitting out your food."

Eren stared wide eyed as Alex dipped someone's head into the tank full of blood. He almost vomited. His eyes stared at a pig's head that had been cut off from its body. The blood of the species seemed to be drained out and it did not take long before Eren pieced everything together.

He looked at the scene in disgust before instantly turning away to knock on the door. "Uhm, Sir Alex, Commander Mike sent me here."

The stench was so strong that he prompted to not breathe for awhile. Alex seemed to have heard him despite all the yelling coming from the other person being mistreated. The head watcher halted his moves before wiping his hands with a cloth that has been thrown to the part of the ground where blood was not situated at.

"Oh yes. I have it in my office. Wait here for a second."

The area Eren stood at felt uncomfortable. He could feel eyes on his back that was currently exposed for the person to see. A cold shrill traveled through his waist all the way to his nape.

"You just watched."

The words struck him to the core. There was just something there in the tone and words the individual used that nailed his heart. Frankly he didn't know how to properly respond. But the conception of him being judged and hated because of the unfair situation; and the fact that this was a criminal he was talking to—made his stomach flip. "Well I'm pretty sure you've watched this happen to countless of people before. However this time, you're the one being hurt and it's not the other way around."

"You say that as if you know me."

"I do. You're a criminal. And that's all I need to know to not pity you."

His statement came out as harsh as they sounded like. Everything he said was true so he did not feel the need to take them back. He can never associate himself with any criminal at all. At least; not in a positive relationship.

Another moment of wait passed by when the person decided to interrupt one more time and said, "How is he?"

Eren knew that he should have just ignored the question but it certainly did add up to the curiosity he's been getting ever since the phone call. "Who?"

"My aniki(1)."

A bound of surprise tackled his mind. Without considering his next action, he twirled around to take a good look at the human being. He regretted that decision.

In front of him, sat a person covered in pig's blood from head to toe with an obvious bump in the chest section and Eren discovered from that factor that this criminal…was a female.

Before he could even decide to open his mouth and speak, a voice interrupted, "Here's the package and the pass. Make sure Hanji gets it. It's worth more than your life."

Alex came back and although the remark should have made Eren curl his hands in fury, he didn't since he never heard the words right; he was still very much too stunned to move. The box was shoved into his hands which snapped him out of his trance. "Now get going."

"Y-yes sir, I'll deliver this safe and sound."

"So where did I stop at, little girl? You sure are a screamer. Better than that poker faced ass I deal with every night. I swear, one day, I'm gonna make that guy cry for mercy."

When Eren arrived at the 12th floor and he stepped out into the hallway—he was glad to have surpressed the urge of opening the package. There was a person leaning against the wall as if she was waiting for someone—"You must be Eren?"

"Commander Hanji?" he bowed out of respect. "I have the package Commander Mike wanted me to give you."

"Ah yes, thank you for doing such an errand," she replied while taking the box from his hands. "And I hear you're new. How do you like it here so far?"

Before—he could have answered the question with an immediate exclamation that he was glad to work at Scouting Legion since it's only where the called best people are hired and he would be able to take good pride as an officer. But now, he wasn't so sure anymore.

First of all, he's a watchdog to some horny bastard. Secondly, he has just witnessed a gruesome and detestable sight of blood and screams. Thirdly, although he knew he did not feel guilty nor pity any criminals he had met, there was a slight agitation in the back of his head regarding the woman from earlier.

He settled with saying, "The snack bar was nice."

Yes, the snack bar that permits all staff to use when on break was located at the very first floor. The food was free and tasted delicious with some expensive sweets and fancy names for dishes like Crème Brûlée and Fettuccine Alfredo. This was one of the positive aspects of working after his promotion; he guessed.

"I totally agree! Have you tried the burgers? It's more amazing than any burgers ever made! Instead of one patty, there are two with Italian cheese, juicy fresh tomatoes—"He let her rambles go into his ear and come out from the other ear.

The day has only just begun yet he already feels his body wearing out. He hoped. Really hoped that Levi will take it easy on him today.

"–ren?"

He blinked. "Yes? Commander Hanji?"

"You're watching over a criminal named Levi, right?"

Eren only nodded. He wanted to ask, 'What about it?' but deemed it rude so he held his tongue in for the second time today.

"How is he?" When he gave her a confused look, she continued by saying, "What I mean is, what's your impression of him?"

He pondered for awhile. "Other than the fact that he's a pervert; I think he's normal."

Hanji chuckled. "You know I asked all the other three people who used to be his watchdog the same question before and everyone said the same thing. I wonder why...Though when I did observe him, he did seem pretty normal to me as well." She then pulled out a paper from the pocket of her jacket and held it out. "So this is Levi's routine for the day that I got from Commander Mike, once everything is checked off, you are done for the day."

Eren took the paper and bowed. "I will be on my way then, Commander!"

As he turned around to get on the elevator, he did not miss the final echoing words as the door closed. "Just be careful, Eren. Normal is never a good thing."

"Where have you been? You're late with breakfast and it's only your second day."

A sigh escaped Eren's lips. "I was busy getting ordered around."

He slipped the tray in between the bars like déjà vu and watched as Levi reached down for it so he can finally eat.

The brunet watched the man from the other side of the bars; sharper than he intended to. "If I didn't know better, I would think you're trying to strip me with your eyes. It's only been 24 hours but have I really gotten you to succumb to what you desire? That was quick."

Eren made a face. Levi stared amused at this.

"Just quickly eat your breakfast. You have duties after this."

Eren knew that this man was strange. Not only him; but the previous woman included. In all three years he worked as a police, never did he meet a criminal who was so laidback and accepting of his punishment. Levy looked normal. But that made him even more suspicious.

Who was this man? What happened that made him into a criminal? Just what did he to be sent to this building? Where was he before all this shit—"You're analyzing me."

The brunet's heart leaped. He was surprised and actually doubted at first if those words really did come out Levi's mouth. But when their eyes met and Eren found himself staring at the coldest and lifeless eyes he had ever seen; he knew.

Levi owned a poisonous tongue and despite his thin and short appearance—he craved for blood. More than Eren ever imagined.

"Cat got your tongue, Eren? How do I make you scream now if you've lost it."

He did not speak. He couldn't.

Levi went back to eating as if nothing happened and Eren finally remembered that although he was called the Least Worst—Levi was still one of the worsts and he must not underestimate that fact.

When Eren read the paper and saw the word 'bathe', he knew that something was bound to go wrong. Why did criminals need a bath anyway? That's opposite to them being punished.

But apparently the reason for this was to avoid spreading any disease to the people working in the building and to rid of any ugly stench. And if he had to be honest with himself—Levi did need a bath.

The two walked down the hallways until the end of the walls where a sign that said 'Bathroom' was nailed to the door. Eren had Levi cuffed behind his back as he let him go in first into the space.

There was only one shower since this whole floor was solely made for Levi. He pushed the man under the shower and was about to reach for the other set of cuffs that was attached to the concrete wall so he could put it on Levi's neck (the only method to trapping Levi before the cuffs on his hands are unlocked so he could wash himself)—but found them laying on the ground; broken. "Uhh..." Now what?

Eren wondered. Should he call Commander Mike and ask for a spare? But at the same time, he didn't want to trouble and seem unprofessional. He had to deal with the situation on his own.

He pushed Levi against the wall and pinned him flat before he reached down to unlock the cuffs that bounded the man's wrists together. He kept the left one attached but brought the other part around his right. "There, now you have nowhere to go and I can still keep an eye on you."

Levi was not amused this time. This dumb ass, he thought. He kicked the younger boy off then twirled at a fast speed—switching their positions where he was the one topping and trapping Eren against the wall. He pressed his whole body (from chest to his groin) on the lad and snickered, "Are you an idiot or do you really want me to rape you?"

Alright so maybe there were times when Eren had stupid ideas. And now that he was experiencing how strong the jaded-eyed criminal was, he could not help but approve of his strength.

"Levi, get off."

The man only smirked. "No, and I think we are both in need of a bath."

Water started pouring down on them after Levi turned the knob. It was cold but it was nothing to be surprised of. Did you think the Scouting Legion was going to be nice enough to give the criminals warm water? That's a definite no.

Eren was soaking and despite feeling cold liquid trickle his body; he felt hot. Levi was grinding on him. "E-Enough," he tried to utter but the other lad refused to listen. "Stop moving like that!"

The free hand of the pair left his shoulder and trailed his chest. Eren felt lips come in contact with a sensitive part of his neck and he shivered. He was scared. Really scared because his heart would not stop beating and the man's touches actually felt immensely good.

"Levi, if you don't get your hands off of me, I won't have any choice but to report this and you—"

"Go ahead. But what do you say about weighing our losses? If you tell the higher-ups about this, what are they gonna do? Torture me. Well my dear officer, that's certainly not the first time. Those people won't kill me. In fact they can't kill me. Because they think death is too delicate to be declared as a punishment. And what about you? What will you lose? Your virginity for one. I will ravish you and take every little part of your body until you don't ever forget the face of the man who touched you. Second, you'll quit this position and lose your job. Third...who would want to touch someone already damaged?"

Eren continued to shiver even when Levi had already stepped back. He's scary. He could only watch as Levi proceeded to wash himself (using his free, right hand) and wondered how he could let himself be violated by the same man for the second time? But his words and reasonings. They were all true. Will he do it though? Go as far as to...rape him...just to make him quit.

Fear quickly vanished and suddenly, he was angry. He was Eren Jaeger! He was a goddamn officer! Why the hell is he letting this midget do whatever he wants?!

He was about to say something when Levi suddenly stripped his shirt off, let it hang between the gap of the chains around both of their wrists before reaching for the bar soap on the ground.

Eren wished he didn't see. The scars, some still fresh with marks of blood carved on Levi's back and he could not help but look horrified. He worked from 6 a.m to 10 p.m so it did not take long for him to figure out what happened. Levi was beaten up during the time he left. And if his suspicion was correct...it was Alex who was responsible for this. The man did look somewhat of a masochistic. And he took care of Levi right after his shift.

How long has Alex been doing it though? He wanted to ask but remembered that it was none of his business. And stuck to the thought that it had to be something that Levi did (that it was Levi's own fault) for him to be tortured so much.

After all, he just discovered the scary and ugly side of Levi. Anyone would flinch and feel threaten by it.

So Eren did not say anything.

As he let his right wrist move in sync with the man's left—eventually, bathing was checked off the list.

Next was that Levi had to be sent to the interrogation room where he will be mentally and physically examined by Commander/slash/Doctor Hanji (who he met earlier). And Eren was glad because at least for the following hour—he will not have to deal with the man. He was too ashamed of himself as the watchdog, and of how easily he succumbed to Levi's wit. He needed the break.

As the black-haired shorty faced the door of the room, he first wanted to give Eren a shock. "I'll play with you in a little while," Levi said then pressed his lips onto the young boy's frozen one, and even had the audacity to give it a lick before turning around to go in. "That's a little appetizer before the real dish. Don't let the taste fade away until I get back. Unless you want a more sensual one, I'll redo it later in our room."

The minute the door closed; only then did Eren realize...Levi stole a kiss from him. A kiss that was a bit longer than a peck. And again (although it's only his second day), he will have to leave this part out in today's report. He groaned and headed back into the main chamber to wait for his special guest.

"Sit."

Levi followed and once everything was set and he was strapped into the chair; belt by belt, and taped from head to toe—Hanji began.

"So Levi. What's your actual name?"

The man did not speak and the commander frowned at the uncooperative work. She stood up, grabbed that taser that was placed on top of the table and pressed it on Levi's side. "Speak up."

He winced and (almost) whimpered in pain but nonetheless stood his ground. He was not going to answer the question. Hanji sighed, "Alright. Fine, the name isn't really important, what I want to ask is this...I find it hard to believe that an older man would allow himself to be ordered around by someone younger than them. Not to mention someone who seems too un-material-like to be the leader of a gang who annihilated hundreds of people in one night. So I have this theory which I want to confirm...are you or are you not the real ringleader, and you lied saying you only tagged along just for the fun of it? And that you're actually the worst of your crew."

A smirked appeared on Levi's face and he said, "You have a wild imagination, doctor. And you're pretty confident of your accusations towards me. But I refuse to comment on any of them."

"Well then, your stubbornness let you meet this."

The taser ran. It came on and off as constant electric shocks travelled throughout hi body. His mind went woozy until only darkness filled his sight. Ironically, it was Eren's face that he last saw before he drifted off to a slumber.

"You can take him back now, Eren. I'm done with him for the day." Hanji sighed, "Another failed interrogation."

As Eren laid the unconscious body on the bed—he was drawn to fascination of Levi's sleeping face. Rather than seeing any trace of a smug look, all he saw was someone mysterious yet secretly broken inside. Though he knew he shouldn't be quick to judge it like that because what if this was part of this man's plan too? Levi was cunning. He's someone Eren must not trust. And the fact that he's an officer and the latter is a criminal separated their worlds.

He will not get attached.

Eren walked out of the bars, locked the door and leaned against the wall. From where he stood, he watched the man who laid soundlessly asleep on the mattress.

He will not get attached; he thought once again.

But he cannot help but feel some sort of attraction towards the man and he hated himself for that.

He groaned. After such a hellish day of work—he needed to call Jean out for a drink because seriously, he's about to go insane and making fun of horse-face always seemed to calm him down.

Ex- or not. Jean and him still considered each other friends. And who else is he allowed to rant out to? Mikasa is a no option for sure. He couldn't bother Armin, in case he gets another seizure from his foolish story. The other guys were probably busy at work. And Jean lived the closest to this building.

How was he going to release all this stress—"Isabel..."

Something heavy hit Eren on the chest and a nagging question knocked on his head.

Did Levi just call a woman's name in his sleep? "Isabel."

Yes, he did. And twice.

Eren was not amused.