Nearly a month later Levi scaled the back castle wall to Tart's courtyard in the late afternoon. This wasn't free time, this was dinner time. For some reason unannounced to him, he really wanted to see her again. Once he got to the top of the wall, he saw her. Sprawled out in a field of flowers, she seemed to be napping in a nest of her hair. He jumped down, and sat down next to her. She didn't look cute as her drool puddled into her hair. He kicked at her leg, wanting to wake her up. Instead she rolled over.

"Seriously, I come to visit you and you just sleep?" He spoke louder than usual. Still no response. He reached to shake her awake, but noticed her dress slipping off of her shoulders. So she does have breasts after all. His hand fumbled with the strap, trying to lift it back over her shoulder. Her eyes opened, and she quickly sat up in excitement. A little too quickly, ramming her head into his.

"Levi! You actually came back! Oh - You have your gear!" As he held his head in pain, her excitement never faded. "Which brings me to how you're going to repay me." That mischievous grin appeared again. "Teach me how to use the 3D maneuver gear!"

"No." His response was immediate, and firm.

"You have to!" She wailed.

"I'm sure you're used to getting your way, Princess, but the gear has to be specially outfitted for each user. The training takes over a year, and I'm not qualified to instruct anyone. Besides, the gear and air tanks are all restricted. I could never get access to any of it."

"You could say it's for the Princess! They'll have to give it to you then. I'll order them too!" Levi rolled his eyes in disgust.

"Most people don't even think you're alive." He thought this was a simple statement, but she was shocked by it. Tears filled her eyes. I guess she thinks she's more famous than she really is. People should know who the Princess is after all.

"Then I'll enlist!" Tart was absolutely determined to get her hands on any gear.

"You wouldn't last an hour. If that's all you wanted from me, I'll be leaving now." He stood up, feeling stupid for wasting his time here.

"No!" She grabbed at his leg. "Please, I'll think of another way." Her voice got quiet. "I'm so lonely." Levi looked down at her in disgust once more. She really is the most pitiful thing ever.

"You're like a stray dog." He sat down again, shaking his head. "I'm probably going to get in trouble for using as little oxygen as I did to scale this wall, if they do inspections."

"I didn't know they were that secured. I don't know a lot of stuff. I'm really stupid. Despite all my schooling, I'm really stupid." She laughed at herself. "When I was younger and I learned about poverty, I asked my tutor why didn't the poor people just buy food? I wish I could erase all the disease and poverty and especially the titans. I'm just stuck here, being absolutely worthless to humanity." Her story brought out a new feeling in Levi, one called empathy.

"If you can sneak out to the training grounds tonight I can help you see if you're even compatible with the gear."

"I can! I absolutely can! I just can't leave through the front gates, but no one ever comes to check on me or anything like that. They've already brought me my dinner, that's it for the day." The word dinner made Levi's stomach growl, he wasn't used to skipping meals. She laughed. "Are you here on your dinner break?" He nodded. As she stood he noticed that her hair was littered with remnants from the earth. As she turned to run into her room, some twigs flew out of it. Levi followed her, and picked up lock of her hair as she stood at her dresser.

"You'll have to put your hair up. It's too long, it'll get tangled in the straps." He lifted the strands up towards his face, and smelled it. She smells like too many kinds of flowers. It's sickening.

"That's fine, I haven't washed it for the day yet." She attempted to whirl around, but Levi unintentionally pulled her hair. "I said I'll put it up! You don't have to rip it out." She shoved a small loaf of bread with some meat stuffed inside into his arms. "Eat this, then we'll leave." He sat down on her bed, gratefully devouring the meat bun as she struggled with her hair trying to force it into a tight bun.

"You have too much hair." He said in between bites.

"Shut up."

"You'll also have to wear something more practical than an over sized dress."

"I said shut up! It's not my fault my body won't develop properly!"

"I didn't know if you were a child or a boy when I first met you."

"At least I'm not a midget!" She hurled her hairbrush at him in fury, narrowly missing his face. Instead, it collided with a vase which fell thundering to the ground. "You're barely taller than me!"

"You're a fucking idiot, won't someone hear that?!"

"Oh you mean the thousands of people who patrol this wing? No one is around!" She walked over to one of the many wardrobes in her room, sighing with displeasure. "I don't own anything that isn't a dress. It's all daddy permits me to wear." Finished eating his morsel of dinner, Levi joined her at the wardrobe, peering at all the frilly fabrics dyed purple and blue. "All I have is a set of brown undergarments.." She pulled them from the cave of clothes, and showed it to him. In his male eyes it seemed to be just some simple clothes, with some added ruffles and lace trims.

"That looks fine. It'd be hard to see if you got it dirty since it's already a nice shit color."

"They're undergarments! I can't wear them in public!" She put emphasis on the under, letting her royalty go to her head.

"Fine, I'll just be going then." He knew walking away was the trick to haggling with Tart.

"I'll wear them." She shook her head in disgust at him. "Pig." Levi began picking up the pieces of the broken vase. "You have to leave so I can change!"

"My back is turned, I don't care about seeing your childish body anyway. I can look at my own, it's just the same." He continued gathering the pieces.

"Fine." She mumbled, and began stripping out of dress. Curiosity arose in Levi, all that was on his mind was how her dress was much too large for her small breasts, and he wanted to see more. Much like when he kissed her, he just had an urge. He slowly turned, careful not to make a sound. He saw the dark purple fabric loosen from her delicate body, and fell from her back. Of course her panties are covered in bows and lace. He had to turn away before the friction in his pants got any tighter. He was beyond flustered, her body looked nothing like his.

"Let's go!" Tart finished lacing up her boots and joined Levi crouching on the floor. "You don't have to pick this up, I can have the maid do it in the morning." She knocked the pieces from his hands. Then she noticed what he was trying to hide. "You totally peeped! Unless you have a broken vase fetish!" Fist to face. "Pervert!"

"If you keep beating me up like this I'm going to have to file a domestic claim." He tried to hide his embarrassment through sly words.

"Let's just go already." Her coy smile showed that she wasn't really angry after all.