"Oi, Jaeger," I called as the ball that hit him bounced to the floor, the momentum allowing it to roll back to me. I dribbled it beside my hip; slightly glaring at him as my eyes hardened with the slight despair I was feeling. It didn't seem to be leaving these days. Green eyes flickered to gaze into my own, his eyes trying to calculate something as they hit a wall. He looked at me quizzically, and I growled "get your ass over here."

"Why?" he whined, causing my eyebrow to twitch in annoyance.

"He probably is just jealous of your skills," one of the kids snapped, his buddies starting to chuckle.

I laughed with a slight twinge of annoyance in it, snapping a, "in your fucking dreams, shit-for-brains. Now move the fuck over, I want to participate."

I shrugged off the green sweatshirt I was wearing-a smaller version of Erwin's, with blue and white wings trailing on the back of it, our school's insignia called the Wings of Freedom. Well, I know who came up with that, I thought as I folded my sweatshirt neatly, putting it on top of Erwin's as I strode onto the court, dribbling the ball in my hand.

I smirked up at the group, who started snickering as they crouched, Eren moving to the side of the court to watch. I knew those green eyes were on my back, along with every muscle that moved in my body. My eyes flicked to Erwin, who stood next to Eren and was smirking in amusement, then back to my opponents as I took a stance. Surely, it was different from theirs, but I didn't care at the moment.

They rushed towards me, but I was much quicker, weaving through the mass of young men as they slowly recovered from their stupor. I jumped up, the ball leaving my fingertips and swirling around the ring, falling into the basket as I retrieved it, slowing to a walk and heading towards the side lines once again, a certain pair of green eyes widened as I approached.

"Dude, did you just-"

"I know!"

"No way in-"

"That's why, shit-for-brains, you don't mess with me," I snapped back, "I'm worth a hundred damn players. A hundred damn men."

I glanced at Eren out of the corner of my eye, throwing my sweatshirt on once again, the wings billowing in the movement, "shitty brat, I need to talk to you."

The boy looked frozen, along with in pain. I put my hands on his shoulders, shaking him a little as I felt worry pool in my stomach.

"Eren!" I called, "Eren!"

The green eyes found mine once again, and I pulled back, walking towards the gym doors as Eren followed in tow. I pushed open the doors much harder than needed, and they swung open fast, startling a few kids, who ran inside or stayed in their frozen stupor.

"What is it, Levi?" Eren asked, and I had to keep down the slight blush that was threatening my cheeks.

"Did you, at all, hear what Petra, Erwin and I were talking about in the alley yesterday?"

Eren shook his head, and I sighed in relief, shutting my eyes for a moment. Opening them slowly, I saw Eren staring at me contentedly. "What, shitty brat?" I growled, causing him to slightly blush and shake his head.

I sighed, waving my hand as a dismissal, "you can go now."

"Yes, sir," I heard fall from his mouth as I walked away, causing me to freeze for the moment. Quickly recovering, I turned around, "what?"

Eren's eyes widened, more yellow flowing into the sea green, his face showing the confusion he was feeling, "I don't know. It just..came out."

I smirked, crossing my arms, "then it's 'heichou' to you, shitty brat."

I turned, walking back down the halls. I waited until he was out of view before punching the wall beside me. I ran my hands through my hair, as well as gripping it in my hands, "I'm such a fucking idiot."

"No, you're not, Levi-san," I heard Petra murmur, causing me to look up at her, her heels clacking as she walked over.

"Petra, I am. I shouldn't be bringing the past back. The idiot probably won't ever remember. I should just…start over. Pretend like the past never happened."

"Eren will remember, Levi. Just give him time. He seemed to suspect something yesterday in the alley, and during school he looked like he was having déjà vu. Give it time, Levi. That's my only advice for you."

I slid down the wall at my back, pulling my knees to my chest, sighing, "too bad you couldn't see us in the last life, Petra. He was truly something. Well, he still is. Everyone called him a monster, but he never was. He hadn't done a damn thing wrong, even when they killed him."

"I've heard the stories you and Erwin have told, and even from the short time I knew him, I knew he was a great young man. I just never expected Lance Corporal Rivaille to fall in love," she answered, giggling.

"RIVAILLE!" a familiar voice yelled, and I saw a brown-haired girl with her hair up in a ponytail and glasses sliding down her nose sprinting towards us. I stood up, wiping the dust and dirt from the hallway floor off of me, shivering from the disgust.

"Shitty glasses, touch me you di-" I was cut off by being dragged into a bone-crushing hug. I kneed her in the stomach, causing her to whine as she pulled away pouting. "What the hell could you possibly want, shitty glasses?"

"You should invite Erwin and Eren over to your house today~!" she chimed, "well, I kinda already did. Ehe~!"

I gave her a death glare, and all she did was beam at me, and I sighed, grumbling about people invading my clean house.

"If any of you brats mess up my clean house, I swear to God I'll kill you," I growled, the woman laughing crazily as she hugged me once again, causing me to elbow her in the ribs. She backed away, gripping her side as she ran back towards the gym, causing me to sigh in frustration.

"I wonder when she'll remember," Petra murmured, staring after Hanji, "I miss her. I want me old friend back."

"Don't we all," I sighed, the bell ringing as I walked back to class and plopped into my seat. It was finally sixth period, one more to go.

I glanced at the door, my senses nerves making my back feel agitated as my old skills from my past life regenerated themselves. I watched people pile into the classroom, laughing, being the true idiots they were. I growled as they passed, but set my eyes on green ones, my body heating up as my heart pounded. Eren looked at me quizzically, his eyebrows scrunching together. I smiled inwardly, he looks so cute.

Rivaille, cool it, I growled to myself, shifting to face the board as Eren sat next to me. I felt myself sit up straighter, my senses heightening as I felt the body heat beside me. I put a hand on my cheek, feeling it burning, I willed myself to stop, covering any emotion with my mask as I reached into my bag to grab my binder.

During the class, I noticed Eren glancing at me out of the corner of my eye. Every time I wanted to ask him what the fuck was wrong with him, the class would start talking. Eventually, the notes finished, and everyone was on their homework. As I finished mine, I pulled out a new notebook and started writing. What, I didn't exactly know at the time, but it read:

I see him, face in long-fingered hands

Hunched over the notebook

In my hands.

His shoulders are still.

But when he looks up at me,

His eyes are red-rimmed.

Fire dances behind his eyes,

Lighting sparks in

His furious face.

Furious, but broken.

He wants to burn.

Burn himself, go up in flame,

Vanish, anything

To escape the icy chill

Down his spine

And the shards of the heart

In his soul.

Rageful eyes look out,

Watching this pencil script

This work.

I look into my eyes,

And I feel my burning

Rage.

I sat back in my seat, sighing as my back hit the back of the chair, tilting my head back slightly and shutting my eyes. I felt a gaze burning into my side, but it shifted to somewhere else. I opened one eye, seeing the green orbs staring at the new poem that came out of my brain and onto the page. I fully opened my eyes, sighing as I ripped out the page, putting the poem on his desk.

I shut my notebook, throwing it into my bag as the bell rang. I slung the bag over my shoulder, stalking out of the room with a certain German boy following behind me. I cursed in French, whirling around to face him.

"What the hell were you doing in class, Jaeger?"

He looked caught off guard, his neck and face turning red, "U-um, I was just going to say that I liked the poem you wrote."

I rolled my eyes, "shitty brat, I meant the entire class period. I could feel you burning a hole into my head."

"N-nothing," he answered with a whispered "heichou."

That caught my attention even more, freezing me in the hallway, "what?"

"You told me to call you that, remember?" he raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing the slight shyness and confusion he felt, his cheeks remaining red.

"Don't call me that, unless you know the meaning behind it," I snapped, speeding towards the classroom in a desperate attempt to lose the puppy tailing me. Damn it, we have the same damn classes.

I raced into the classroom, slamming my bag onto the floor next to my desk in the back of the room. Eren, once again, took a seat beside me and class soon began. Fucking green eyes.

The class ended and I headed to the lockers by the main doors, kicking off the sneakers and putting on my regular shoes and coat. Growling to myself that I'd forgotten my scarf that morning, a weight crashed onto my shoulders.

"Hanji," I snarled, wiggling out from underneath the body which fell to the floor. My leg twitched, and Eren's bloody face flashed before my eyes, causing me to grip my head.

"Rivai, are you okay?" she asked, looking genuinely concerned. I nodded, my jaw locking as I watched the tile floor fill with deep red blood all around me. I clutched my head harder, shutting my eyes.

I felt a hand lightly ruffle my hair, the slightly callused yet soft and slender fingers not belonging to Hanji. My eyes snapped open, slightly wincing at the light but i didn't care at the moment. An embarrassed-looking Eren Jaeger stood before me, his hand in my hair. I put my hand on top of his, and he looked very frightened for a moment, before it faded as I felt my face soften. I lightly squeezed the hand on my head, running my thumb along the top of his hand. My head started to clear, staring into those green eyes. Eren Jaeger was all that I ever needed.

Hanji cleared her throat, causing us to look at her simultaneously. "So," she murmured, "ready to go to your house, Rivai?"

A/N: Hey guys! Storm here! Remember how Dancer said i was an artist? Well, yeah. I drew Levi today~

It was so much fun. Anyway, i hope you guys like this chapter! Hopefully things will start brewing! Though, that's up to my partner and I. XD

And i don't know if you guys can see it, but i did put my drawing down below. I also have an instagram, tumblr, and a deviantart if anyone wants to see!

XStormX