Helllllllo!

how are you guys? Well, this is officially one of the shortest chapter I've ever written in this series. It's just that I know what's gonna happen, but there's little details that are needed to build up to that :P and also, I've always loved RPing, but then my website shut down. And then, a miracle happened; I found another one I actually liked *holy angels*

so yeah. That's also very distracting.

thank you for all the favs, follows, and reviews! It means a lot to me! Thank you fireygummybears, L. Kagamine-Sama, and Pucaroo for reviewing the last chappie :D

anyways, hope you like it and enjoy!

Armin had finally been able to get a job with his social awkwardness. He was at a place called 'Orsons Bookstore', which was pretty popular since it just opened. All he had to do was put up some books from the employees only section into the correct place. It was quite refreshing for Armin, and he was calmly working around the store.

Until he saw Eren walk in.

Now, let's get this straight, Eren never walked into bookstores, like, ever. It was absolutely stunning that he was here, and in the middle of the day, at that. He ran over to Eren, who was walking to the bathroom immediately.

"Hey, Eren!" Armin said, Eren stopping immediately. He turned around, seeing Armin's concerned facial expression. "What are you doing here?" He asked innocently, making Eren cringe a little. He didn't know Armin worked here...

"Oh, I don't know. I got a bit bored." He lied, rubbing the back of his neck and giving a fake smile.

"You should know that I'm not dumb by now, Eren. Even if you were gone for four years. Tell it." Armin said bluntly, Eren sighing. He should've expected this from his best friend.

"Look, I'd rather meet up at a coffee shop or something, just not here." He commented, Armin nodding in acceptance.

"I'll tell by manager I need to go for today, okay?" Armin said, walking away from Eren. "Meet up with me at the front!"

Eren had waited for a few minutes near the discount section, and up running came Armin, panting. He had never been that well in physical ed. "Hey, sorry, I got yelled at.." Armin shrugged, Eren sighing.

"We can talk about this another day, I seriously don't mind-"

"No, I've already decided. Besides, I'm not getting fired, so it's fine." Armin interrupted, starting to walk out the door.

Armin had just thanked the woman who had gave him his caramel frappecino, and sat down in front of Eren, who had gotten a Java Chip.

"Now, tell me." Armin complained, putting his cup down. "What is going on?"

Eren couldn't say anything for a moment. All he could do is think. Think about the things that had happened the past few days, the images, Levi, kissing...

"... Remember when you said that we take things for granted without thinking about it?" Eren started off, Armin nodding as a reply. "Well..." Eren gulped. "I learned first-hand how true that statement was." He said, his voice already giving out on him.

"The night of the fire, Mikasa had asked me a question at dinner time. At the time, it was an embarrassing and silly question, but now it is more of the question that I need to be answered." Eren commented, looking Armin straight in the eye. "How does a man like another man?"

Armin blinked a few times before telling that Eren was serious. He thought about the question deeply, then nodding, as if he found out an answer. "Is it that man named Levi?" He asked nonchalantly.

Eren was startled, and stumbled out of his chair. After saying sorry to the people beside him and getting over his embarrassment, he asked, "How do you know that?!"

Armin laughed lightly, taking a sip of his drink. "Believe it or not, I knew Levi long before you did. Jean had gotten in trouble more than once, and then, when he was in a fight with Marco, he had a fight with a political official. That sent Levi over, and since then, Jean hasn't done anything worthy of crime." He started out. "So, considering that he doesn't hurt you, and talks to you, is something else, man. I mean, one time, I was walking around the hallways of the hospital since they had really bad security, and found your room. When I made a crack in the door, to see if any doctors were in there, all I saw was Levi in a chair right beside you, looking stressed and reading something."

"That shocked me. After knowing what happened with Jean, I wondered what the heck he was doing. But then, it hit me. He cares about you, Eren. Maybe you can't see it, maybe he can't admit it, but he does. And, with those kinds of feelings, he'll accept you, no matter what has happened in the past. Believe that. You love him, right?" Armin said, making Eren blush furiously. He couldn't believe Armin just gave a speech about that, since he thought that Armin was completely oblivious to his life.

"... Yeah..." Eren murmured silently, making Armin smile.

"Good! Now, anything else you are willing to tell me?" He asked, getting up to throw away his drink.

Eren thought about it while Armin was out of his seat, and gulped when he came back and looked at him for an answer. "I can't tell you everything, but if I can tell you one thing about it then and the future, I'll say this; it was hell beyond heaven, and I'm gonna meet it again soon." He said, standing up and leave.

Armin sat there, thinking about it for a moment. Then, it clicked, and he dropped everything. His eyesight became blurry, fumbling for his phone on the floor. His shaky hand finally found the phone, and stumbling on the way out as his fingers were pressing the buttons a mile an hour. He dialed it, shakily bringing up to his ear.

".. Armin, are you okay?" A woman's voice said.

"... Mikasa... Erens gonna leave us again..." He choked, tears filling his eyes.

Baby when they look up at the sky, well be shooting stars just passing by

Erens iPod was playing that song, his earplugs on full blast. He had thought about buying some of those headphones called Beats, but what good would those do back there? He sighed, his head bobbing with the beat. He hadn't heard it before, but he didn't mind it.

Eren would of appreciated to tell Levi his feelings, but he couldn't. Not after he rejected him. No matter what Armin said, he wouldn't, couldn't talk to him again. Well, at least in person. He had decided to walk over to the post office and turn in a letter that he had written for Levi. Hopefully that would clear up some of his thoughts, and apologize to Levi. He was on his way right now.

Eren had gotten in, and the line was ridiculously long. He seriously thought it would take him forever to get through this line. Turns out, it took him about thirty minutes, and by then, he felt stupid for not just putting it in Mikasas mailbox. Just this way, he knew it was going to the right person.

A man who seemed familiar walked through the door, starting out with "I am hear to pick up a package."

When Eren looked over, he was frozen solid. He couldn't move, barely breathe, even though he knew this was coming. "Ah, whatdaya know..." The man said, stepping right in front of him. "... Eren."

"... Erwin." Eren whispered.