So, being the cheeky senpai that she is, Storm forgot to mention that the poem Levi wrote in the last chapter was based on a poem I wrote. Just flip the genders. Silly her XD but I gotta love her.

I walked behind Levi, eyes glued to the ground. Why did I call him sir? What did Heichou mean? It sounded so natural when I addressed Levi. I kept walking with my head down when I felt a hand close around the front of my shirt. I was dragged around the corner and slammed against the wall. Thundercloud gray eyes bored into mine. I winced as images filled my head.

I was up against the wall with an older Levi glaring at me.
"Don't you ever do that again," he snarled.
"Or what?" I smirked. "You're going to 'punish' me?"
His eyes smoldered and he caught me in a kiss so intense it was almost bruising.
"Just... Please. For me," he mumbled.

"Oi. Brat," I was brought sharply back to reality as Levi snarled in my face. I wanted so badly to lean in and close to gap between our lips. "Quit staring at the ground, or you'll get lost," he growled, and let go. I followed him to his home, lips still tingling with the ghost kiss.

I gasped when I entered his home. Everything was so clean, so ornate, so... Levi. I carefully slipped off my shoes and followed Hanji and Erwin into the living room while Levi went to the kitchen. The jock-ish man wore his letterman jacket and shrugged it off, hanging it over the back of the couch. Hanji plopped next to him as I sat down on the floor. It was as soft as any chair.

"Are you gonna play basketball?" Erwin asked kindly.

"I don't know. Do you play any sports?" I replied.

"I play football, QB," he grinned.

"Makes sense, given that you're pretty ripped," I chuckled. "Do you, Hanji?"

"I'm on our school's quiz bowl team!" she grinned.

"Um... Not really a sport Hanji. Plenty tough, but not really sporty," Erwin corrected.

Hanji rolled her eyes and yelled to the kitchen, "Levi! You play basketball, don't you?"

Levi shouted back, "Hell no! That involves sweat and playing with brats with no sense of hygiene."

Levi entered the room carrying some snacks and coffee, "Ew, Eren, why are you on the floor?"

I shrugged, "I like it."

"Shouldn't he play basketball, Levi?" Erwin questioned, grabbing a handful of chips.

"Sure," Levi said.

"Would you actually go to games if he played?" Hanji demanded.

"Sure, I'd follow them," Levi shrugged. I winced a little.

"I'd follow you to the ends of the earth," I murmured into the crook of Levi's neck. He sifted through paperwork with one hand, the other stroking my hair.
"I'll always be here for you Eren," he muttered back.
I kissed his neck and felt him sigh,
"Can I finish this without you distracting me?" he groaned.
"You work too hard. You need a little distraction," I chuckled, lightly nipping his neck.
"Tell you what, Eren, let me finish this, then you're welcome to distract me in any way you want."
"Mm-kay."

"Gonna try out for the team?" Levi's deep voice broke into my thoughts. I looked up at him, noticing his smooth porcelain neck where I had set my lips in that last... Memory? Fantasy?

"Uh, sure. What are we called?" I asked.

"We're the Survey Corps, our ensigna is the Wings of Freedom," Erwin said, holding up his jacket with the white and blue wings on a deep green background.

I fastened the cape on my shoulders, grinning proudly that I was now a member of the Survey Corps, the faction of the army I'd wanted to be in my whole life.
I watched as Lance Corporal Rivaille stalked across the castle lawn, yelling something about a speck of dust in the stables. Ah, he was so cute when he was mad.
"JAEGER GET YOUR GODDAMN ASS DOWN HERE AND FUCKING CLEAN THE STABLES AGAIN!"
Correction: Cute when he wasn't mad at me.

"Nice," I said, trying to shrug off that last thingy. We all fell into conversation about our rival schools. There was Military High, with the Police as their mascot and a unicorn with a teal mane as their ensigna (that one scared me). Next was the Leonhardt, Bertholdt, and Reiner chain of elementary, middle, and high schools that were the Titans for the elementary kids, and the Deviants for the middle and high schools.

"Pixis High is pretty cool with us, they're the Garrison, with the roses as their ensigna," Erwin commented. Another set of images flooded my vision.

I was chained to a steel pole, staring up at three men. One was Commander Erwin, the second I knew instinctively to be Commander Pixis of the Garrison, and the third I didn't know, but I knew he was the Military Police's speaker, the one responsible for my death. I looked behind the men to see Levi staring at me, eyes breaking. I saw Armin and Mikasa being held by Hanji, all three sobbing horribly.

"Hey, you keep fazing out, you okay?" Levi asked. I was suddenly aware that his cold hand was in my hair, stroking sweaty strands back. He froze, realizing his actions.

"Yeah, I'm okay," I cleared my throat. Levi took his hand back and I immediately wanted him to put it back through my hair. "I should get home, it's late," I noticed the black sky out the rain streaked window. Erwin and I stood and said goodbye to Hanji and Levi. We left his home, and parted ways.

I walked along quickly to avoid the rain, pondering those... Memories. That's what they were, I knew that instinctively. But memories of what? Of when? And why did Erwin, Hanji, Mikasa, Armin, and especially Levi keep showing up? I got into my building and had my finger on the elevator button. It was as cold as a sword blade. Sword... Blade... Blades... Wings of Freedom... Survey Corps... Military Police... Garrison... Deviants... Titans... Leonhardt... Reiner... Bertholdt... Something snapped in my head.

Blood. Titans. Battle cries. Bloodlust to eradicate these beings that threatened humanity, kept us caged.

Erwin, staring at me with kind eyes, welcoming me to the Survey Corps. Hanji showing me a tooth.

Mikasa glaring at Lance Corporal Levi Rivaille, screaming at him to get me from Annie Leonhardt's mouth.

Armin cheering as Levi finally kissed me for the first time, my giddiness at the fact that he loved me too.

Reiner and Bertholdt dying by my hands, the 104 Division of trainees cheering for me.

Nights where only the moon and stars glowed as we proved our love for each other, wrapped in each other's embrace, lips clashing, hands running over each other's torsos and hair.

The last trial, where they forced my love to take my life. I was happy it was he who took it, happy that the last words I heard were, "I love you too, Eren," in that deep, echoing voice. Happy that my last sight was that beautiful face, obsidian, lightless hair, snowy skin glistening with a gentle tan, perfect lips that I had kissed so many times with so many different meanings, thunderstorm gray eyes full of love for me. Happy that my last feeling was being held in his strong arms, feeling the taught muscles in his torso and arms, the muscles I had kissed and been pressed against like I was something precious. Happy that my last scent was the soap Levi always used, tinged with metal that always burned out from him.

I remembered.

I dashed out into the rain, running, trying to get back to his home. Levi, Levi, I remember. I remember everything. I love you. I love you. I staggered up to his front door, drunk on rain and concern that he didn't remember. But I had to try. I had to.

I pounded on the door. The angel opened it, even more beautiful with my refound memories.

"What brat? Did you get lost?" he griped.

I felt the rain drip down onto my face, soaking my hair and clothes. I stood straight, put my left arm behind me, out my right fist over my heart, and whispered, "Heichou... I remember."

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