A/N: Ok! I've read everything and will be on it soon! But first I have to finish this arc...
elfri - Ah! That makes me really happy! Your English is wonderful. If you want an M-rated scene, I might try to PM it to you. Sorry if this story is hard to understand! Where I come from, we speak in a slightly strange way, I think.
Brook Uchiha Daughter of Zeus - Yeah, I was planning on getting back to that, but never did. I've decided to do a second arc, so I think I'll continue that there.
Tennu - Wow! I can already imagine...
calleyrose - I was planning on having something happen with evil Armin. Legout. And about Levi punching Eren's dad, well... *evil laughter*
MssCassandra - Sure thing! Levi's going to fight back, of course...
Kigen Dawn - Take your time! It's perfectly fine!
Ahova3898 - Good idea! I'll get right on that! Also, your English is fine!
When Armin woke up, he had a pounding headache. What happened last night? He looked around. He was sleeping in Jean's bed, but Jean was nowhere to be found. A cup of water and some aspirin sat on the bedside table. Armin grimaced and took the medicine.
He inspected himself. It didn't look like he and Jean did anything. He remembered getting into the car and crying, whining about something...
Ah, his head hurt. Armin rubbed his temples as Jean entered the room. He raised an eyebrow.
"Hangover?" asked Jean. Armin could only nod, momentarily forgetting that he was mad at Jean.
"What happened?" Armin asked, flopping back down on the bed. Jean laughed.
"First of all, I had to drive home with you trying to cling to my shirt. The sad phase didn't go on for very long." Jean paused, remembering. "You tried to seduce me. Like the good person I am, I refused. Then, you passed out. So I had to drag your heavy ass form the living room to my room, and then I had to sleep on the couch."
"Thanks." was all Armin said, looking away. Jean sighed and sat on the bed beside him. Armin sat straight up, causing his head to pound.
"I'm sorry." Jean said. Armin looked at him. "Sorry for checking out Marco. I wouldn't be happy if you were checking out Eren."
The entire apology was mumbled, but it did make Armin feel better. "I might forgive you." said Armin. "But we're not going to get back together right away. You have to ask me on a few dates first, okay? Prove to me that you will only date me."
Jean smiled. "Yeah. Maybe we can go to the ocean."
Armin nodded, letting a soft smile spread across his face. Jean moved in for a kiss, but Armin leaned away. "What did I say?" asked Armin in a mocking tone.
Jean sighed. "Do you want to have breakfast with me?" he asked, sounding exasperated.
Armin giggled. "What, Jean, is this a date?" he asked, sounding melodramatic.
Jean gave Armin a look and Armin laughed again. "Yes, Jean. Let's go."
When Eren woke up, Levi had made pancakes. They were very thin, but good. Then, he told Levi everything. He could see Levi's jaw clench and unclench as he told his story, and tried to wrap it up as quickly as possible before Levi punched something. When he was done, Levi stood up.
"What are you doing?" asked Eren. Levi threw on a coat and grabbed Eren's arm. He began to pull the younger man toward the door.
"Levi!" he shouted, pulling away. Levi turned.
"Do you want to stay with me?" he asked. Eren's eyes widened. Stay in an apartment with Levi? It seemed unreal. He would be away from his parents.
Eren nodded. Of course he did. Of course. Would his parents let him?
The ride to Eren's house was a bit awkward. Levi's intense gaze on the road worried Eren a bit. He hoped Levi wouldn't do anything stupid that might jeopardize it. If he did, Eren could always pull out the old, "I'm old enough to make my own choices!" argument.
They stopped in front of his house. Eren breathed in, and out. He was going to do it. After all this time, he was going to tell them. How would they react? Would they hit him? Hit Levi? Yell? Eren felt his throat close up, but got out of the car anyway. He could do this.
He tried to swallow the lump in his throat as they walked toward the door. Eren considered going in, but he thought it would be best just to knock on the door. He looked over at Levi. The man had been so sure of himself, hadn't thought at all about telling Eren's parents. Eren, however, had thought too much. Eren wasn't sure which was better: no fear, or too much fear.
He knocked on the door. The one to answer it was Grisha, with Carla following close behind. Their eyes widened at the sight of Levi.
"Marco?" they asked. Levi furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Eren, who smiled at him apologetically.
"Levi." he said, clearly not getting what Eren had done. Eren cast Levi an exasperated look before beginning.
"Mom, Dad..." Eren started, casting a nervous look at Levi, "I'm going to be staying at Levi's."
"You're seventeen." said Grisha slowly. (Sorry if that's not right, but I'll be graduating when I'm seventeen, so...)
"Yeah." Eren shifted uncomfortably. "That's old enough."
"And you're moving in with... a man." said Carla, the gears obviously turning as they put two and two together.
"Yeah." Eren said, even quieter. Levi looked from Eren to Grisha. He saw Grisha's gaze move to him.
All of a sudden, Levi felt a stinging pain in his cheek and stumbled back. He heard Eren gasp, and a warmth replaced some of the stinging. Grisha had actually hit Levi.
Eren moved in a blur, backhanding his father across the face. Now it was Grisha's turn to stumble back, obvious surprise registering on his face. Levi's eyes held shock for a second before turning apathetic again, one hand to his reddening cheek.
"Don't you ever hit Levi again." Eren said quietly. Anger surged up within Grisha and he raised his hand. Eren flinched, and raised his arms to protect himself...
A smack resounded through the air as Levi's fist connected with Grisha's gut. Grisha coughed and sputtered, but stayed standing. Levi lowered his fist, breathing hard. Throughout this exchange, Carla had stayed silent, her face unreadable.
"Dad," Eren said, his voice quivering in emotion, "I'm going to move in with Levi." he walked toward Levi's car. Levi followed him. At least he's not hurt on the outside, Levi thought.
When they arrived back at Levi's house, Eren had tears streaming down his face. He grabbed an icepack out of Levi's freezer and applied it to Levi's cheek. Levi leaned in, kissing the tears away.
"Levi," Eren said in a choked voice, hugging the older man.
"Rivialle." Levi said. Eren raised his eyebrows.
"I thought you said your name wasn't Rivialle." Eren said, not comprehending. Levi sighed.
"I don't let most people call me Rivialle. But you're a special case, brat. Call me Rivialle."
Eren smiled. "Rivialle." he whispered, leaning in for a much needed kiss. Perhaps, after all of this, things could be OK.
A/N: Good way to end the first arc? I feel like it may be a bit unrealistic, but whatever. It doesn't need to be. It's fanfiction!