Disclaimer: I own Yuki Kaji… In my dreams.

Chapter Three: Vis Major

an uncontrolled event

"Eren!" A female voice called out from the doorway, Sasha. She also acknowledge the dog in the room. "Sorry, five minutes late. I've been busy with college thesis."

"No, it's fine" He told her as the in front of him moved and heard her sit down. "Are you hungry?"

"Umm, I think not." She said shyly. Eren raised his eyebrow, knowing that she was lying. "Ah-hah-ha, maybe?"

Sasha Braus has a high case of binge eating when she first entered Eren's office. First day was a disaster. But weeks went by, with suggestions after sessions, things were going great. Mannerisms were near from getting broken. She has found her passion for cooking and went to culinary school. This session went on for almost an hour, with occassional munching from both of them.

And as their session continued, Eren's mind drifted to some certain events earlier, it didn't really leave his thoughts. He prayed that they never see each other again (well, not literally on his case). How ironic it was, the man he tried to follow is also the reason he ran away.

I promise…

"I'll get my diploma, Eren!" She announced giddily. He snapped out of his thoughts.

"Your parents must be proud." He fiddled with the spoon on his coffee cup. "Though you won't need me anymore, eh?"

"Dunno you can be a sap, Eren." She joked. "I'll still visit! I can't miss our food sessions."

She bade the psychologist goodbye and heard footsteps getting farther. That's the occassional noise after every sessions. Sasha being the last (since he doesn't get much people), Eren sighed to himself as decided to sit by the piano on the right side of his clinic before going upstairs, where he decided to live. He hovered over random keys before starting to playing "Eye Water".

Even while blind, Eren's passion for playing the instrument just grew. It didn't even hinder his abilities for a fraction since his mind pictured which keys were laid upon him. It helped enhance his memory. And, it is the only thing that reminded him of his mother, who at first forced him to play it.

"God, Eren…" A familiar voice of a girl told with exasperation and he stopped playing. "Just miss a note already."

"Hm. Can't help it, Mika. It's pure talent." The boy shrugged. He scooted a bit on the left so Mikasa could sit beside him, which she did automatically. "How's work?"

"Same as always." Mikasa started fiddling with some keys. The two of them decided that they'll be taking over Eren's father's clinic. In order for that to happen, Mikasa took upon opthalmology, also in the hopes of regaining his vision. "You know, brats who don't take care of their eyes."

"How's your day?" Mikasa asked. "You said earlier that you visited Armin."

"Oh, yeah. It's… Fine." Eren felt his sister's qurstioning eye. "I guess."

"You're not saying something, Eren." She warned. Well, yeah… Armin's there to tell to, so maybe he should tell it himself.

"I met Rivaille." He simply stated.

Mikasa, knowing of her brother's fascination with the said person, perked up. Well, she's actually the reason for it to start, but it gave him some reasons to change. Wondering why he's not happy, she asked "And?"

"It's not the way I thought it'd end up" As he grumbled, he dramatically picked on the wrong chords and completely stopped since he knew this would take long. Mikasa internally cringed for the mistake she asked not long ago.

"What exactly did he do?" Mikasa and her protective instincts kicked in. "Should I get him taken care of?"

"You should get a boyfriend, Mikasa." The brunet suggested as he tried to change the subject.

"Nice try Eren. I can't take care of you that way." She stated bluntly. "Relationships are high maintenance. What did Rivaille do?"

"You don't take care of yourself, 'Kasa." He told.

"I eat three meals a day, I drink eight to ten glasses of water, and I sleep six to eight hours a day."She continued. "WHAT DID RIVAILLE DO?"

"Has Armin called?" He desperately asked.

"No. He. Didn't. What. Did. Rivaille do?"

"You remember thirteen years ago, about that boy who helped me?" He finally answered. "Yes, he's that one."

Eren told them what happened that day, when he was kidnapped after his piano recital along with Carla, and him practically watching his mother get killed.

"I just can't stand it. Him seeing me this way, I mean." Eren explained further.

Silence ensued and finally Eren pressed on his question. "Get a boyfriend, Mikasa. Maybe a girlfriend?"

"As I told you, they are high maintenance." Mikasa told. "They demand time which I rarely get. They demand gifts when they celebrate where the hell monthsaries even come from?(1)And people nowadays get so needy they demand for even more."

"Just break up if you think it's getting unhealthy." Eren concluded. "You're on the right age. You're damn beautiful and smart. You should get someone who will love you the best."

"You'll be my boyfriend, then. And it's not like I imagine myself doing something else." She huffed sadly.(2)

"Aw, come on. You deserved better!" Eren hugged the ravenette tightly.You don't know how I wanted to hate myself everytime you want to blame you, that thought becoming unsaid.

They stayed in that position for a moment or two. Silence is never awkward between them, just pure warmth. Eren broke that and said, "You know what? Forget it. Be an old hag for all I care."

Levi doesn't understand why he rushed to get to Eren's place. Now he's here in front of the said building. A brick-walled four-storey clinic towers over his five-foot-five glory.Almost an hour has passed his working hours, Levi doubts the brunet's presence.What's his work anyways?.

He entered the building and saw a silver-embossed sign that says:Dr. Grisha Yeager's optical clinic.

Optical clinic? How ironic

There's a cardboard that answered his previous question:and Dr. Eren Yeager's psychological clinic.

"The working hours are over, sir." A janitor spoke in. "Come back tomorrow."

"Is Dr. Eren Yeager here?" Levi asked.

"Prob'ly upstairs." He told nonchalantly and the singer went up. He looked at his empty surroundings as he closed in to the scene. The floors were meant to be trip-free, and the walls were only decorated with paintings.

There's a faint music that was begged to be listened to. It belonged to a woman that was accompanied by a piano. It's been long since he heard music like this, for he had stopped knowing its existence long time ago.

He managed to see what was inside. There inside was the brat long ago, his hands deftly hovering above the keys. He also saw the source of the voice that accompanied the piano, a ravenette that was sitting close to Eren.

Maybe I should get back tomorrow,Levi decided.I think I'll be interrupting something… Intimate.The thought of Eren having a girlfriend gives him a different feeling he can't point out.

He will go quietly as if he never set foot to this place. He kept his steps silent and careful.

But fate had other plans.

Tsubasa whimpered all of the sudden and Eren noticed. He paused on playing the next notes. The brown poodle suddenly leapt out of its bed and circled its owner's legs, which Eren felt eventually.

"I'll check it out." Mikasa, sensing something too, stood up quietly and reached for the door. Tsubasa also made a run for it as its bell chimes in decrescendo, which shocked Eren because he never gave such energy unless…

Oh, someone's here.A heavy thud came out.

Eren called out his two known companions. He stood up and took his way to the hall.

"Shit! Can't breathe…" A man's voice broke the silence. Eren stood up and set a fast pace towards the sound. He knows that voice… Rivaille.

"Mikasa, stop strangling him." Eren requested calmly, hoping he looks like he's staring at the scene.

"Eren, I'm not." The girl mentioned in question answered. He knew that she's saying the truth since he's heard her voice from beside him, holding his wrist. "It's Tsuba-chan."

"Oh."That's an epic fail.Eren crouched down on his dog's level "Tsubasa, come here!"

The dog happily galloped its way back to the brunet and licked his cheek.

"Levi.." Mikasa stated. She has met the guy when she's eight. Listening to his songs, she wondered why she hasn't recognized it.

"Tch." Levi brushed off the imaginary dusts (the place is clean and can almost pass his standards) and the fur that may have settled on his clothes.

"Our working hours are done. What are you doing here?" Mikasa asked with a glare. Her tone was laced with venom, and she's emanating a gloomy aura that Eren would've also felt.

He reciprocated the glare she's giving. Death would be running from the scene. "Mikasa Ackerman."

"It's Jaeger." She corrected "Mikasa Jaeger. I'm long gone in that family thirteen years ago."

"It's not my fault now." Levi said. "I actually asked for help."

"I just wanted you to stay away, Levi." Eren finally spoke. "This is too much for me."

Then he went upstairs, and heard some locking sounds. The two Ackermans were in an awkward silence before she spoke. "I'll just ask Hannes, to… talk to him."

"What happened to him?" Levi asked. He doesn't know what to ask really, is it for thirteen years ago, or for the years after that?

"After you left him, Kenny tortured him in Reiss' orders." She answered. "Traumatic Optic Neuropathy… The doctor told us. Then things happened."

"So he doesn't want to see me." Levi concluded. Mikasa stopped on her tracks.

"No." She said before continuing to walk out. "He doesn't want you to see him."

He was left in his own devices. He can go now, but he felt something is wrong once he sets foot outside the building.

The dog named Tsubasa has been running around for a while and that reminded him that he has Eren's phone number. He dialed the digits and waited for it to ring.

Eren's phone rang to one of Rivaille's songs.I should changed that laterhe thought as he picks up the phone and answered it. "Hello, this is Dr. Yeager speaking."

"It's me. Please don't hang up." Levi began.

"How did you get my number?" Eren accused.

"The missing dog flyer." Levi told him. "Look, I just wanted to tell sorry, for leaving you there."

Eren didn't answer for he didn't know what to say. Levi was left to say what's on his mind, which he doesn't do all the time.

"I promised myself to find you after that, but I was sent away after being a witness. I wondered how are you doing." He started. "Now I found you, I will make that promise real."

That's when finally, Eren spoke again. "Woah, that sounded like a sappy romance, Levi."

"Maybe I am." Levi told. "And I'm telling you that I wanted to see you, no matter how you are."

"O-oh." Eren said. Then suddenly some door banging interrupted them. "Ow, ow. Wait, Mikasa!"

"Stop romancing my brother, you shortstack!" Mikasa shouted. "Your on speaker phone, how dare you!"

"Wait, Mikasa it's not like that." Eren explained.

"If you're not out of this building in ten seconds, I will kill you!" Mikasa shouted.

Levi hung up. Now what he said to Eren is taking over him.

Now I found you, I will make that promise real.

I wanted to see you, no matter how you are.

"What the fuck!" Levi told himself, it's better if he run away now.

"Eren, what a suitor you have." Hannes teased as he sipped a bottle of wine.

"U-Urusai!" Eren wanted to hide himaelf, let the earth swallow him whole. It's not secret to him that he held a high respect for Levi, and not hidden to the rest that he can fanboy for a year because of Rivaille. "He won't be like that with me."

"Anyway, Eren." Mikasa has this tone that made the brunet want to cower in fear. "I just noticed that Levi is wearing the button-ups we bought earlier for your tv interview. Care to elaborate?"

It will be a long night for Eren.

(1): Who even started monthsaries? That occassion sounds shit. That's why relationships don't last

(2): I've had hard time thinking of Mikasa's occupation, everything she does revolves with Eren. I don't hate EreMika, I just don't write something if I'm contented with it (e.g. Yatori)

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Author's Note

I rushed in editing it this Sunday because my copy is on first draft. Aaaand, I might probably be breaking my Sunday rule next week (boo, me!). School in 10th grade is harsh, especially if you're in PH. Sooo, I hope I explained myself.

Who will I ship with Armin and Mikasa?

~Kazzui-Addiction