"A heart like honey'

you pollinated the earth with kind words'

and when you laughed,

it was like watching a flower bloom.

When asked, others may say different things

but what I remember

is that you are a garden of color

entirely sweet and lovely

and when you left,

you uprooted from me

the flowers for which I had

a reason to shine."

Levi

He took a shower and went out to get his usual black tea from the coffee shops. The day was quite a bore until he realized a certain person was in every literature class he had. Always the same person. Levi found that odd, that they had the same exact classes as him. He thought it could be Hanji, but he realized he was wrong when he approached the taller person. What the hell? Why is he of all people in literature…he looks like he couldn't even sit still long enough to write a single word… He was right. Eren really couldn't sit still: unless he enjoyed what he was doing. That way he could sit still for hours and hours on end. It surprised Levi to think the kid might have a single creative thought. It also scared him, because if the kid was creative, it had to be beyond any other person he's ever met in his life. Eren was outgoing; all that energy put into one thought-why hasn't his head exploded yet?

He reached Eren in what seemed to take forever, but he didn't mind-he'd take all day if he could.

"Hey! Levi! Over here!" Eren waved at him with a goofy grin on his face.

I know I was already heading his way, but seriously..that brat is way too damn loud.

"What do you want, Brat?"

"Hey! I am NOT a brat! Anyways, I noticed we're in the same classes. I didn't think of you as a writer; what are you taking them for?"

"What's it to you?" Levi knew, somehow, that he couldn't just walk off-the Brat was stubborn, and anyone could see that.

"I was just wondering, jeez. So, you still didn't answer my question."

"I'm a poet. Got a Problem with that?"

The aggressiveness in the comment startled Eren.

"Uh…no… I can't really see you as a poet; you have like, no emotions."

"It doesn't matter. Why are you taking them? You seem the type that can't sit still to write a word."

Eren chuckled to Levi's enjoyment. He'd made the Titan laugh….talk about an accomplishment.

"I'm a journalist, duh. Right now all I do is the college's papers, but I plan to get a job with the New York Times!"

"You have big dreams, kiddo. You might want to, I don't know, lower your expectations?" At that moment, Levi knew he had made a mistake. It was as if Eren's whole face became darker.

"Hey, I'm just joking. Please don't make that face. You can make it there, it may be hard but you might end up as the top writer ya know?" That didn't help. Shit. Why did I have to destroy the kid's hopes….talk about a bad day. Suddenly, he heard the most beautiful and heartfelt laugh in the world. Lookingup, he saw that Eren was the person laughing.

"W-What's so funny? Huh? Why are you laughing, Brat?"

"Y-hahahahahah-you fell for it! Oooohhhh that is fantastic! You actually have feelings! And I got to see them in person! I deserve a trophy!"

"Whatever." Levi started to head to his dorm and soon realized the kid was following him.

"The hell are you doing, Brat?"

"I'm going to my dorm. What are YOU doing?"

He decided that not answering was the best possible choice in this situation.

Levi was a bit upset that Eren had to go, but to his delight, he realized they were right across the hall from each other.

A few minutes after he got into his dorm, Levi heard a light knock at his door. Stupid kid. What does he want now? To his surprise, it, sadly, wasn't Eren.

"Hanji? Erwin? What are you two doing here?"

Before Erwin could speak, Hanji interrupted him.

"We're going out! I thought we could take some time and catch up! It's been what, six years? Look, that doesn't matter. Whether you like it or not, we're going to get some grub and talk."

Even though he wasn't in the mood to eat, Levi knew he had no choice; Hanji was almost as stubborn as he was. Grabbing his keys, they headed out to the café/coffee shop and they talked until it closed. Levi never knew what they were talking about completely because he had something else on his mind: Eren.

Note: Poem creds to Andrea Michelle, her book Kalopsia on pg. 375. I'll probably be quoting a lot more from her in this story so be prepared. And since it's summer, I'll be writing about every day /every other day cos I have literally nothing else to do.