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I'm ashamed to admit I haven't read the manga yet, but I will. So please forgive me if anyone is OOC or if the plot differs a lot from what actually happens after the trial. I hope you'll still read and enjoy! Oh, and I promise the lemon is coming up soon : 3

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"Take your shirt off."

Eren had turned the color of a ripe tomato after he'd heard those words. The order had been short, sweet, and to the point. That didn't make it any easier to understand just what the hell Levi wanted with him. Take off his shirt? Why? So he could beat him without the protection of clothing getting in the way?

"W-what?" Eren couldn't think of anything else to say as he tried to comprehend what the man had just asked of him. Afterwards he realized just how stupid he sounded and mentally kicked himself. He could tell the question annoyed the older man by the way he was scowling.

"What are you, dumb? I said take off your shirt, brat. What part of that was so difficult to understand?" Levi stood up again and walked over to the bed, staring down the boy so that Eren wanted to shrink down and disappear to escape Levi's look of pure irritation. He clenched his fists and tried not to look at the man in front of him. He was really tired of people demanding complete obedience just because Eren was a new recruit. Wasn't Irvin the leader of the Recon Corps? Why should he have to follow the orders of a sadistic asshole like Levi?

Eren was trying to fight back his anger at being called "stupid" and "brat". He really wanted to just get up and deck the smug asshole in the face, but he wasn't entirely sure that would be a wise course of action, considering the beating he'd received earlier. Granted he'd been restrained at the time, but at the moment he really wasn't feeling up to a knock down drag out brawl with his superior officer. So instead of fighting back with fists he would try his own hand at being snarky. He gathered up all of his courage and spoke his mind before he could regret it. "I'm sorry, sir," he used the word sarcastically, "I just don't understand why the hell I have to strip for you."

He immediately regretted those words. It happened so fast, he hadn't even seen it coming until it was too late. Levi delivered a sucker punch to the boys face, sending him flying off the side of the bed and onto the cold stone floor. He roughly landed on his side, hitting his head on the floor in the process. Pain coursed through every square inch of Eren's head as he groaned in agony. He could feel his cheek begin to swell from the impact. He winced when he touched the side of his face that had received the punch. On the opposite side of his face he could feel blood trickling down from a gash above his eyebrow that he must have gotten from the landing.

Levi just cracked his knuckles before walking over to the boy until his boots were visible in Eren's line of sight. "Are you finished questioning my orders yet, whelp? You're lucky I'm in a good mood or you might have lost more than one tooth." Eren did not reply. He was too busy shaking with anger. As he moved to pick himself up off the floor he felt the sole of Levi's boot come down on his already bruised and battered face. He was pinned down, unable to move as he felt the heel dig deeper into his cheek.

"Well? Are you ready to be a good little boy and follow orders? Or do you need me to teach you the meaning of respecting your superiors?" Levi made sure not to allow the boy any free movement of his head until he complied.

Eren's mind was a swirling torrent of different emotions: rage, humiliation, fear and anxiety. He would normally have no problem killing someone who was threatening him, however he was doing his best to prove he wasn't some out of control monster fueled entirely by his emotions. He considered the repercussions of attacking his superior officer. If he were to fight back now, everything that his friends and allies had fought for back in the courtroom would be for nothing. The ones who deemed him a dangerous monster would be proven right and he'd be turned over to the military police. He'd be hauled away and put down like a rabid animal and dissected like a lab rat. He'd become just another martyr for mankind and leave no lasting imprint on the world. Not to mention he feared what would happen to Armin and Mikasa if he acted out of line.

This thing was bigger than him now, much bigger. He was humanity's trump card against the titans and he just couldn't die, not here, not now, not like this. So he must swallow his pride and follow Levi's orders. As much as he hated it, as much as it turned his stomach to act so weak and obedient, as much as it went against everything he stood for, Eren Jaeger gave in. In a quiet, defeated voice he finally said, "I'll do it."

Levi pretended not to hear him at first. He really hated to admit it but he almost felt sorry for the boy. Eren's spirit now seemed to be completely broken. Perhaps he'd been a bit too harsh? He watched as the boy weakly struggled to free himself. Finally he decided Eren had had enough and he removed his boot from the tender flesh. He was still on guard, expecting the boy to lunge at him the moment he was freed like a wild dog. However, the brunette just lay there motionless, breathing heavily.

When he saw that the boy posed no further threat Levi stepped back and crossed his arms. "Well? Going to pick yourself up off the floor, Jaeger? Or do you like it down there?"

Eren ignored the taunting remark and slowly moved to get up. He pulled his knees underneath him and supported his upper body with his arms planted on the ground. He knew that if he got up too fast he would most likely pass out. After a few moments of waiting for his head to stop spinning the boy pushed himself up onto his feet. He was wobbly and unsteady, but at least he was standing now. He used his shirt sleeve to wipe away some of the blood that was beginning to trickle into his right eye from the gash in his eyebrow. How in the hell could someone so small pack a punch that hard?

Levi cringed a little at the sight of the boy using his sleeve to wipe his face like some kind of child with a snotty nose. The brat was already filthy but now he was dirtying the only clothes that his caretakers had been able to find in his size. It would be a shame if the new clothes were ruined a few hours into their use. He reluctantly pulled out a clean handkerchief from his coat pocket and tossed it at Eren, hitting him square in the face. "Here, clean yourself up. We don't exactly have an abundance of clean clothes around here."

Eren was completely dumbfounded. Didn't Levi just punch the shit out of him? Why on God's green earth was he being kind now? Instead of questioning it, Eren grabbed the small white cloth and began to dab the large gash above his eyebrow, applying just enough pressure to stop the bleeding. Levi was tapping his foot, waiting for the boy to finish cleaning himself. After wiping the blood, sweat and dirt from his face Eren shyly held out the dirty cloth. "Um...t-thanks. You can have this back now."

Levi stared at the cloth like it was the most vile, disgusting thing he'd ever seen. "Ugh, I don't want that back, you idiot. Its got your filth all over it. Just keep it for a souvenir or something. Now take your fucking shirt off before I shove my boot up your ass."

Eren sighed. He supposed that this was the nicest the Corporal was going to get. Well, he thought, let's just get this over with. Eren started unbuttoning his white shirt, starting from the top. A couple of buttons into it he realized just how much his hands were shaking. Whether it was due to the pain he was in, his nervousness, or the cold temperature in the tiny cell he wasn't sure. When he'd gotten halfway down the shirt Levi sighed loudly in frustration. "What the hell are you doing, Jaeger?"

Eren gave the other man a puzzled look. "Taking my shirt off like you asked?"

Levi rolled his eyes. "Yes, I can see that, but why the hell are you going about it like some nervous virgin schoolgirl? Haven't you undressed with other men in the military before? Unless things have changed, I don't remember every recruit getting their own private dressing room."

Eren flushed in embarrassment, turning his gaze to the floor and flushing bright red. "Well, y-yes but none of the other guys were watching me like this."

Levi sighed again. "Get over it. And hurry it up." Eren reluctantly complied and returned to the task at hand, finally reaching his bottom button. He hesitated a bit before finally undoing it and allowing the shirt to open, revealing his toned muscular chest. Sure, he wasn't as buff as guys like Reiner, but he was fit and that meant he could reach greater speeds using his 3D maneuver gear. He shrugged his shoulders, making the shirt slide off of his body and onto the floor. He bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to mentally prepare himself for whatever Levi had planned. A punch to the gut? A kick to the chest?

However, nothing happened. There was absolute silence. Now he was really confused. He opened one eye, fixing it on the older man before him. "S-sir? Um, what are you-"

He was cut off abruptly when Levi placed a (rather cold) hand on his abdomen. Eren jumped from the sudden touch. Levi didn't seem to notice. He was just...staring. It made Eren more than a little uncomfortable. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. What the hell am I so nervous for? He's a guy. It's not like he's feeling me up or anything, right?

He was jolted out of his thoughts as he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Levi had used his nails to scratch several shallow lines down his stomach, leaving beads of blood behind. "Ow! What the hell?! What did you do that for?" Eren tried to wipe the blood but Levi smacked his hands away. "Stop being difficult. I'm performing an experiment."

Eren didn't understand. "What?" Weren't experiments those things scientists did in their labs with beakers and strange chemicals? How was he a part of an experiment? He looked down at his stomach just in time to see that a tiny bit of steam had risen from the wounds, closing the angry scratches. They disappeared within seconds. Levi ran his thumb over where the scratches had just been, making Eren involuntarily shiver. As much as he hated to admit it, the man's touch actually felt...kinda good.

What the hell is wrong with me? He's a guy! A twisted, sick one at that!

Eren was happy that Levi hadn't noticed the contented sigh he made as the man ran his fingers over the newly healed flesh. He mentally kicked himself for acting like he didn't mind the touch.

He really was tired of all this. He wanted to know just what the hell the man was playing at. He decided to get Levi's attention before the man could inflict even more wounds to test his "experiment". He also wanted to make him stop touching his stomach before his body betrayed him and started to enjoy it.

"Sir? Um...what are you going to-" He was cut off by Levi midsentence.

"So it's true, you really do regenerate quickly. I kicked you right here in the gut, full force. There should be major bruising. Also that gash above your eyebrow has completely vanished. And the scratches I gave you healed within seconds." Eren reached up to touch the spot above his eyebrow and found that it was indeed fully healed. A benefit of being a monster he supposed.

Levi He eyed the flesh again carefully. It was...flawless. He couldn't help but admire such perfection. Not a single scratch or blemish adorned its surface. I'll be damned, he thought, Hanji's insane theory was actually correct. He has the regenerating powers of a titan. He pressed his fingers into the skin, expecting Eren to wince from the touch to (what was supposed to be) his tender spot. When there was no response he knew he had his answer. Satisfied with the conclusion, Levi removed his hand and stepped backwards away from the boy.

Eren was flabbergasted. That was what all this was about? Really? If the Corporal wanted to know about his titan powers, he could have just asked. He would have gladly shown the man his healed wounds. What the flying fuck? Is he screwing with me? Why would he make a huge deal out of this? He thought for a moment. Because he's a sadistic asshole, that's why. "Um, with all due respect sir, is that the only reason you came down here?" He tried not to make it sound like he was annoyed, but he knew a little bit of it showed in his tone.

Levi only looked at him with that apathetic stare that he had perfected over the years. "Of course. Why else would I come to visit a brat like you? Did you expect us to have a tea party or something?"

Eren just sighed in response. Whatever. At least he's done now and I can go to sleep.

Levi bent down to pick up Eren's discarded shirt. He tossed it at the boy, Eren catching it just in time before it hit the floor. "My business here is done. Get yourself dressed and get some rest. We'll be testing your combat knowledge tomorrow and I don't want you slacking off. If you want to have any hope of surviving beyond the walls then you must prove to me you aren't a complete imbecile." He turned to face away from Eren, heading towards the cell door, boots click-clacking on the stone floor. "I'll be taking my leave now. It's been fun." He waved his hand in a half-hearted goodbye as he walked through the cell door.

Eren was completely speechless. He twisted the shirt in his hands, wishing it was the older man's neck instead. He'd been insulted, beaten and humiliated and now the man was just going to leave? Eren considered turning into a titan and squishing the man, screw the consequences. He could stomp him into the ground, shattering every bone in his body in the blink of an eye. He took a deep breath. It didn't help to think things like that, even if the man did deserve it. He finally exhaled and decided to put his shirt back on. As he slipped his right arm into the sleeve, he saw Levi stop before he rounded the corner to exit the dungeon.

The man glanced back at him out of the corner of his eye. "Oh, one more thing."

Eren finished putting on his shirt. He really wasn't in the mood for talking anymore. He was angry with Levi, but even more angry with himself for slightly enjoying a man's touch. Despite his irritation he decided to ask what the hell the other man was talking about.

"Sir?"

Levi gave what he could have sworn was a smile.

"You look good on your knees, Jaeger."

With that the man rounded the corner and exited the dungeon through a big wooden door.

If anyone had been there to see Eren they would have sworn that the boy turned every shade of red known to man in the span of a few seconds.

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