Thank you all for the follows and favs! I really appreciate this! Anyway, it's really late, and I halfway through this just wrote without a clear mind, so it's okay. It has a little Eren/Levi, and there will be much more soon! So thank you guys for reading, and please review!
He had absolutely no idea why he was doing this. He could've punched the brat unconscious, put some handcuffs on him, and sent him off to jail. It could've been the easiest thing he'd done all day.
But now he was walking down the sidewalk, going to have coffee with him. Have coffee with a psycho path. It was official: Levi had Hanji secretly drug him.
"So, you a police officer, eh?" Eren asked, hopping down the path.
"Police detective. Get it right, brat." Levi spat back, getting annoyed already. "It's Mr. Rivalle to you." Levi noted, stepping silently down the walkway.
"I already told you, I don't like rules, and I don't listen much." He said with a obese smile on his face. Fucking hell.
"Here we are!" Eren noted, pointing to a sign that read Cafe Ole, which reminded Levi of something.
"I needed to meet up with Petra here in the first place, so thanks." Levi smirked, winning an invisible dilemma. At least he thought he did.
"So. You forgot until now? What a horrible friend you are." He said, partly smirking, part of him sad, but didn't let Levi know that.
"Such a stupid brat," he murmured under his breath, checking his pocket for a handkerchief to open the door with. Eren walked in, and started to chat with the waiter. He pulled up a few menus, and walked Levi and Eren over to a booth for four.
"So when your friend, what's her name... Petra? When she comes, I've already informed the waitress of a girl named Petra, so don't worry." Eren smiled, putting his elbows on the table and hands on his chin. "So, what do you wanna talk about?"
Levi was unamused. " What do you mean?Your the one who wanted me to come here. So figure out something already." He spat, looking through the menu.
Eren sighed. "It's boring if there's nothing to do. I'd know that better than a lot of other people." He commented, rolling his eyes down to the drinks.
Levi was no fool, and knew that Eren was talking about his... 'Game ' with killing people. He needed the information anyway, so why not talk about it here than in a conference interrogation room? Yep. So much better. "How'd this game start?"
"Well..." Eren started, when the waitress pulled up. She blonde hair, having her bangs in her face and a bun in the back. She also had light blue eyes, and, at first, a dull expression on her face. "How may I take your..." She rolled her eyes over to Eren, and her eyes begun to shine.
"Eren?! Is that really you?" She asked, looking surprised, with a hint of happiness. Her voice was high-pitched at first, but then went back to a clam, uninterested voice. How did this girl know Eren?
"Oh, hey Annie! How have you been?" Eren said, a fat smile on his face, with no examples of a lie in that smile.
"Good, but I should ask that with you..." She said, her flat lines of a mouth turning into a frown.
"Fine, Annie." Eren answered quickly, shutting Annie up with any more of the subject. When Levi looked over at Eren, he saw something that could even widen his sharp, emotionless eyes.
A deadly glare, like a fury bursting aflame.
It attracted Levi in a such a way he couldn't figure it out. All he knew is that he wanted to know right now, more than anything else, what that glare was for. What was behind it, every nook and cranny of the secret that he held.
"Oh..." Annie said, a little startled, but didn't show it. She sighed, "So I'm guessing... , correct?" She asked.
His smile was back on his face. "Correct! You always knew me so well, I forgot all those times..." He said, a sad face looking down at his legs. He laughed the fakest laugh he'd ever done, "I really... Really miss those times." He said truthfully.
"Yeah..." She put a hand on his shoulder. "Me too." Levi saw it. The almost invisible flinch that happened when Annie touched him. "Oh, and for you, sir?" She said, paying her attention back to Levi, and let her hand off of Eren.
"Water, please." He said bluntly, Annie nodding and walking away. "Who was that?" Levi asked immediately after Annie was out of earshot.
"Annie, she used to be a good friend of mine in middle school. And... I sorta had a crush on her at the time." He chuckled at the thought, but Levi felt something go right though his chest.
"Ah, I see. So... How was your home like?"
Eren set upon a surprised and terrified expression, when a girl showed up.
"Hey, Levi!" Great fucking timing, Petra. "How are you doing?" She asked, plopping down beside him.
"Fine, Petra." Levi said, an emotionless expression back on his face.
"Whatever. Anyway, who's the kid?" Petra asked, checking her phone.
"This? His names Eren, Eren Jaeger." Levi said nonchalantly.
Petra looked like the Twin Towers fell right in front of her. "Eren Jaeger?! The boy in the file cabinet!?" She burst out, leaving Eren with a shocked look set on his face.
"Yeah, there's a runaway case on him. Why?" He asked, uninterested.
"Why?! Levi, did you seriously just ask me that? You do realize that he isn't a runaway, and that's just a label? The real reason is-"
A knife had itself plunged into the wooden back of the booth, breathing centimeters away from Petra's face. Petra realized a few seconds after what happened, and water filled the lids in her eyes. Eren had a deadly expression on his face, breathing heavily and shallow.
"Look, bitch..." He spat, Levi surprised that he would use such language. And on Petra, at that. "Say one more fucking word, and I'll kill you. " he breathed out, taking in a shaky breath. Petra was shaking, petrified, and shocked. "Don't you ever..." He pulled her shirt, eyes meeting with eyes in a battle for dominance, Eren winning immediately. "Breathe something like that again. A mutter, a whisper, I don't care. I will hunt you down and you will die." He said bluntly, letting go of her collar and sitting back down.
Petra was nearly in tears, taking all her willpower not to cry right then. This boy... Could be the monster someone never wanted to see.
The beast who will raise hell and sit upon the top.
"What the hell?!" One of the men behind Petra stood. He was muscular, and Levi recognized him as a gang member from a case he'd investigate. "Who did this this?!" He asked furiously, pointing at the hole in the back off his seat.
"Um, I'm pretty sure that was me." Eren raised his hand, smiling. "Is there a problem?"
The man gritted his teeth. "You fucking psychopath!" The man yelled, swinging a punch at Eren.
And serving that his ass ended on the ground in a matter of seconds.
It happened so fast; Eren had grabbed the fist that held much acceleration, and stopped it. He reached out, and gripped the mans arm so tightly that you could see the veins pop out. And before he could yell or holler, Eren had taken a step back and had him flipping over him, slamming him down onto the ground.
"God damn, can we please talk first? I'm reeeeaaaallly not in the mood to fight right now." He added, leaning on the table. Petra, Levi, and Annie, who had just arrived, were amazed at his skill; they took him for what he looked like.
"You little shit..." The man spat, struggling to get up. "Don't you underestimate me!" He yelled, throwing his body at him.
Eren grabbed his hand, and twirled him around peacefully, almost like he was dancing. That is, until he put the man into a headlock. He then proceeded to slowly grip his arms together, receiving choking sounds from the man. Eren looked insane; unstable, and crazy. Annie dropped the drinks, and yelled "Who are you, Eren! You're a Jaeger!"
Eren stopped at that moment, the boy slipping out of his grip and gasping for air. "I'm not anymore." He whispered to Annie on the way out.
"Brat, I'm not done with you," commented Levi, who was taking in what he just saw.
"Yes, you are. I'll answer your question though." He opened the door to the cafe.
"In my home, it was where I grew up. In my home, was when I lost everything."