I love how I'm made out to be such a bad person because I didn't give you creds, Dancer. -_- XD You have to love me, I'm your best friend. XD Anyway, I hope you guys are liking our story! It's interesting-to me, at least, since I don't get to see Dancer's chapters before they're posted. And sorry if I start to make Erwin look like a bad guy or something in a later chapter! I started reading a fanfic last night and it was about Erwin dating Eren and was best friends with Levi and Levi was looking for Eren his whole life and Erwin was an ass and didn't tell Levi he knew Eren. So, because of that dick move, I really don't like Erwin anymore. XD I'm silly, huh?

Sorry for the drabble, I just hope you like this chapter!

See you guys later~!

XStormX

"W-what?" I stared at Eren incredulously, the boy's eyes mirroring the old determination from our past. And, as I saw those same eyes, it dawned on me. The brat really did remember. And, I started doing something that was completely out of character for me. I hadn't done it since the say this boy's soul left the world, despite the despair I had been in for the next two years, until I passed away from my broken heart.

I, Rivaille, was crying at the mercy of Eren Jaeger.

I lost the mask, hands curling into fists as I frantically started wiping away the tears as my body shook. Sure, I was crying, but I wasn't going to completely give way to my heart. That's just how I was, I hated crying, but sobbing I despised.

"Do you really remember me, you shitty little brat?" I asked, no menace left in my voice. I pulled my hands away just enough to see him nod, and that was it. I felt something inside me crack, and I laced my arms around the boy's waist, crushing him to me in a vice grip. I buried my head into his chest, the grey, long sleeved sweater I had just changed into slipping off of one of my shoulders and covered my hands as they fisted the back of his shirt. I placed a kiss on his chest as I felt his arms wrap around my back, "it took you long enough, you shitty brat."

I felt his body rack with his laugh, and I shut my eyes, feeling his chest vibrate against my face. I slightly smiled, but wouldn't ever let him know that I did. Smiling wasn't in my character. Slowly, I started to calm down. I wiped my eyes once again, lifting my head to look up at the green-eyed boy who I was holding. He looked down at me and smiled widely, and I felt my face heat up. I didn't care at the moment if I was blushing, and by the red blush that painted its way on Eren's face, I was.

I let go of his shirt with one hand, which moved to his face. I cupped his cheek in my hand, moving it so my thumb and forefinger gripped his chin, pulling his head down towards mine.

"Damn your height," I growled as his head was level with mine, my breath ghosting over his lips. I smirked for a moment before I crushed my lips to his, much more passionate than I'd thought I would have been. I lightly bit his bottom lip, earning a chuckle as he opened his mouth. I slid my tongue in, feeling my body heat up and feel electric by his touch. My hands moved to his hair as his moved to my waist. I pulled him closer to me, wanting him to be as close to me as he possibly could be.

Behind me, I heard feet padding on the floor and I pulled away, leaving a half-lidded and confused Eren Jaeger as I pulled away from him completely, groaning inwardly as I lost the warmth I had felt moments ago.

"Eren, you're back?" Hanji asked, approaching in a pair of sweats and a tee, bare feet padding on the hardwood floor. My eyes flicked to the boy behind me, who only nodded. I ran my hands through my hair, the sweater falling to expose a little of my chest. I heard a chuckle from Hanji and glared, my usual mask put back together.

"You really are a petite little thing," she snickered, smirking as I fixed the huge sweater, giving her a death glare.

"At least I'm ripped," I snapped back as I crossed my arms, smirking as I heard a certain green-eyed boy's breathing hitch. I stood a little straighter, smirking even more as Hanji pouted at me, "no fair."

"Shitty glasses," I growled, "go back to watching television." She raised an eyebrow looking between Eren and I with a calculating look, causing me to curse under my breath. I waved my hand, dismissing her. She again looked at me quizzically before giggling as she stalked away. Sighing, I turned back to the brunette.

"Come inside, you're going to catch a cold," I murmured, stepping back for him to step inside, "just take off your shoes or I'm going to wring your neck." The chuckle was my answer, and I headed upstairs to grab him a pair of non-drenched clothes. I found one of my bigger sweaters and longer sweats as I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

"Rivaille?"

I laughed through my nose, turning to look at the boy with a smirk. He still was so much like a little puppy. I came out of the closet with the clothes in arms, tossing them to him, "strip. This'll probably be much warmer."

His face turned red, and I had to bite back a laugh. He looked at me nervously, "i-in front of you?"

I crossed my arms, shifting my weight to my right hip, raising an eyebrow as if to tell him 'duh, you shitty brat.' He turned even redder, shutting the door behind him as he shed his shirt first, shivering as the cold air hit his skin. I slightly blushed, biting my lip as I walked towards the bathroom, not wanting to embarrass him any further. I shed my shirt, neatly folding it as I walked back into my room and to the closet, looking for a better sweatshirt.

I came out with it up to elbows, and I heard a noise of surprise come from the boy across the room. He was fully dressed, but was staring at me as his neck turned red. "What?" I asked, my voice laced with humor as I stared at the widened green eyes, which seemed to be locked onto my stomach. I looked down at myself: eight pack with a 'v', covered the rest of the way with black sweats and black slippers on my feet, "it's not like you haven't seen this before, brat. I've seen yours, too. Remember that."

I, painfully slow, put on the sweater, shivering as the cold cloth hit my skin. I walked towards Eren, smirking as I opened the door that was behind him, walking out and heading down the stairs.

"Hey shitty glasses," I called, hearing a 'hm' in response, "go clean that damn guest room. You make it look like a fucking pig sty."

Hanji groaned as I started towards her, and she looked at me groggily, as if trying to register what was going on. My fist connected to her side, causing her to whine in pain as she slowly stood, walking towards the stairs as Eren walked down. She turned around and started making a kissy face, along with a heart with her hands. I rolled my eyes, slapping a hand to my face and sighing as a familiar pair of arms came and laced themselves around my small form.

"So, what do we do now, Levi? Does Hanji even remember?"

I shook head, my hands moving to lie on his, my thumbs rubbing over the side of his hands, "She doesn't remember at all. Sometimes, it seems like she does, but then it fades. It's okay, though. She's the same, memories or not. And, about us, what do you want to do, Eren? You just remembered, so I'll put it up to you."

I turned so he couldn't see my face as I stared out the window, afraid of the response. I was the one who killed him in his last life, I was his downfall. Would he want to be with someone like me? Would he really want to try and start a life with me, in a world where homosexuality was looked down upon? Then again, most officers looked down on it back then, but I was fucking Lance Corporal Rivaille, and I didn't give a shit. But, did Eren care this time around? Would he be completely embarrassed by me, would he feel insecure with a stoic once again?

My answer was a head nuzzling into my neck and placing kisses on my skin. I shivered, gripping the hands I was holding tightly. I shut my eyes, giving in to the feeling of his lips on my skin. He pulled me closer, causing me to shiver in delight. Oh, the things this boy could do to me on the inside. I pulled him closer in return, causing him to chuckle and lightly nip at my neck as he moved to my ear. I felt his hot breath over my ear, causing me to shiver once again.

"I want you, Levi," he murmured quietly into my ear, causing me to bite my lip to hold back a slight moan.

"In what way?" I asked breathily.

"In every single possible way, I want my Levi back," he growled possessively in my ear. I knew the kid was possessive, I just forgot how good it sounded. But, he wasn't the only one. I was, along with the dominant one, very possessive of Eren.

"So, Eren, would you like to go out with me?"