(I dooooon't own Shingeki no Kyojin. ^^)
Eren was woken up by the annoying beeping of his alarm clock. He groaned and rubbed his eyes with one hand, reaching over to turn it off with the other. After a few failed attempts, the beeping finally stopped and Eren lay there, staring at the ceiling with blurry green eyes.
Said eyes widened in sudden realization as a rush of excitement burst through him, causing him to sit up quickly, sink back down from sudden dizziness (he over-did himself running the day before), and he slowly sat back up again.
A large grin stretched across his face as he looked at the calender on his wall, which had the date, the event, and time, all of which were circled in red permanent marker.
Today was the day that Eren would see Levi again.
He kicked off the covers and took a moment to stretch. He was greeted by audible pops from his back, but none of it bothered him. He was sure he was gonna beat Levi today.
And if not, he would beat him the next time.
Eren nodded to himself. I'll take him on as many times as it takes to win!
The meet was, yet again, here at the school. Eren threw on some clothing, chucked his spikes and uniform into his backpack, brushed his teeth, made his bed, and made his way downstairs.
He was greeted by a plate with two pieces of toast, covered in jelly. He gratefully picked up one, and took a heaping bite out of it. Mikasa came out of the kitchen with a glass of milk for him, greeting him with a ghost of a smile. "Good morning, Eren."
Eren didn't speak, due to a mouth-full of food, so he simply flashed as much of a smile he could and nodded.
Eren and Mikasa lived alone; Eren's mother died of a car crash when he and Mikasa were younger, a couple years after Mikasa was adopted. His father had become an alcoholic, dying due to a bad liver, but some say he also died of a broken heart.
Eren and Mikasa think it's corny, but possible. Grisha Jaeger loved Carla to bits, and her death tore his heart into a thousand pieces.
Mikasa had a job, and told Eren not to get one (despite protests) so he could focus on his running. She didn't want anything to weigh him down, whether it be stress from his job, or exhaustion.
Mikasa didn't have to worry about him scoring well when it came to classes, for Eren was a straight A student throughout, with the occasional A- and the very rare B+.
Mikasa was the same way.
Eren finished off the last of his toast before making sure the two had everything they needed, and heading off.
They didn't live too far away from the school, so they took their time, making it to school 17 minutes before the first bell would ring.
There, they met their friend, Armin. He sported a bowl cut with golden hair, and a smile for the two, holding a few books. He obviously spent his morning in the library.
Armin lived with his grandfather, who grimaced a lot, but was kind hearted all the way through.
Eren made his way to class, staring out the window immediately. He closed his eyes and smiled, trying to imagine victory against Levi.
The track meet would start in the middle of second period; field events and running events took all day together, so it wasn't anything new. Today, Eren was going to run in the 200 (as usual) and the 4 by 400 meter. On his team were a few other runners who's speed wasn't anything to sneeze at either (though Eren was always at the top all the time).
Jean, Connie, and Marco. Marco had an infection to his left eye when he was younger, so he wear an eyepatch, but he runs like any other, so Eren respected him greatly.
Eren hummed as he noted he was running the 4 as the last runner of the four.
Before he knew it, the bell for second period rang. It seemed like minutes before it had, and that seemed odd to Eren. He had gotten to excited about the race. Only 25 minutes left.
He waited patiently. Despite how it had felt that first period went by in seconds, this one seemed to go by in years. The speakers finally announced the dismissal for the track team, and Eren was-yet again-the first one out the door.
He made his way down the changing room, putting on his track shirt, then tucked it into the shorts. He went outside in his regular sneakers, spikes in hand.
Eren watched as the buses came in an began to unload. The green-eyed boy searched for his opponent, eyes lighting up when he caught the face of Levi.
He waited until the team set up their things, and went over to Levi.
The shorter of the two acknowledged the taller with a nod when Eren called out to him, "Hi Levi!"
They found themselves walking on the track; field events began first usually. Eren began speaking to him first.
"So, Levi, how did you come to like running? Do you do it because you have to? Do you love it? How do you run so fast?" Eren questioned within a breath, catching Levi off-guard as he bombarded him with interrogative phrases.
"What is this, Twenty-Four Questions?" Levi scowled, before speaking again. "I like running because it's one form of freedom, I do it because I want to, I... guess I love it? I suppose I run fast because I've been doing this since I was little, working hard to run faster and faster than anyone." He replied (mostly) without hesitation.
Eren's eyes lit up with admiration. Levi noted how beautiful the green was, before brushing it off again. "My turn."
The taller cocked an eyebrow as to question what he meant.
"Why do you like to run? Why did you seem so happy when I beat you? Why did you smile and compliment me? Aren't you angry at me?" Levi found himself asking the questions he meant to keep to himself. "Aren't you gonna accuse me of cheating like all of the others?"
Levi cleared his throat and turned his head away to look at the people in the middle of the field; he hadn't meant to let all of that slip.
Now the brat was gonna find him creepy and go away.
Instead, he became confused as he heard a chuckle next to him. "I like to run for the same reason you do, I'm happy because I rarely get a formidable opponent, I smiled and complimented you because I believe your running is beautiful, I'm not angry OR going to accuse you of cheating because I can tell your way of running is natural, and you hold the same passion I do." He replied with a bright smile on his face.
If the invasion of questions caught Levi off guard earlier, Eren's reply caused him to nearly freeze up. No one has ever said anything like that about his running, but it felt kind of... nice to be complimented for his running. He kept his head turned away, so the other couldn't see the smile that threatened to break out across his face.
The two spent all day chatting, talking about their school, what classes they take, about track, what events the two were in, ect.,ect. The duo had found themselves sitting in the grass as they waited for the other events to be called out. Before they knew it, the 200 was announced.
"Good luck, Levi! I'm gonna do my best to beat you this time!" Eren called out to the other, grinning wildly, looking up as he finished tying his track spikes.
The other nodded his head, like he had earlier. "Good luck, Eren." The other flashed a thumbs up as a form of reply.