Levi sat down apathetically at one of the tables in the mess hall, a hint of anguish in the depths of his blue iris. He gripped the glass bottle in his hands and poured himself a shot of the strong scented liquor, slamming it back down on the surface of the table. He grabbed the cup abruptly, gulping down the contents, leaving a vile aftertaste in his mouth. His face cringed in response, feeling the surface of his face become hot. His mind was aimlessly tracing back and forth between reading the diary or burning the book completely, to rid of his wavering mind. He was beyond pissed at the moment. Everything around him was insignificant.

"Hanji doesn't know anything.." He muttered under his breath, narrowing his eyes, pouring himself another shot of the strong liquor. It was unlike his character to be drinking. Especially when he should be finishing paperwork for the Military Police.

"Damn pigs.. who has time to be doing paperwork. We're risking our lives to save your lazy asses from being eaten and you're just sitting there, getting paid to do absolutely nothing." Levi let out a dark chuckle, consuming another shot. His head felt light and his body felt numb. That's right. He was suppose to be numb, oblivious to trivial thoughts. Yet, at this moment, he was drowning in strong booze and vacillate thoughts anyways. He needed an escape.

"Corporal Levi?" Connie appeared, a questioning look on his face. He noticed the bottle in the Corporal's hand, the redness on his cheek, and especially his out of character behavior. He was definitely drunk.

"Springer!" The Corporal barked, a smirk forming on his face. "Get your ass over here and help yourself to a drink." Levi lifted his hand, gesturing the timid boy to sit down.

"Uh... that's fine heichou. I don't drink." Connie replied, feeling anxious around the drunk captain.

"I don't drink either, but what the hell." Levi narrowed his eyes, taking a big swig from the bottle. "Shit has been bothering me, so I'm releasing my frustration." He slammed the bottle back down with brute force. Connie jumped, startled from the loud noise. He was surprised that the glass bottle didn't shatter everywhere.

"Um." Connie glanced around, noticing that they were the only two in the room. "Is it about Mikasa?"

Levi's eyes flickered up, anger flashing on his face. "Ackerman? That brat is always challenging my authority. That nerve she has to oppose me. Ha!" The Corporal stood up, slamming his hands against the surface of the table. "She's the most thick-headed person I've ever met, through the Survey Corps. All she says is, 'Eren this and Eren that,' and that damn voided eyes of hers is what really ticks me off." Levi slid his body from out of the table, staggering foward towards Connie.

He threw his arm around his neck, pulling him in close to his face. "But that's what really makes her fascinating." He smirked, in a hush toned voice.

Connie widened his eyes, feeling awkward that the supposedly, insensitive Corporal was confiding in him. Was he complimenting her or insulting her? He couldn't decide.

"So did something happen between you two during the experiment?" Connie asked, recalling the video that displayed throughout the building of headquarters.

"Don't joke with me Springer. I'm a man, but I'm not some pervert who would force himself on a girl." He narrowed his eyes, a strong scent of the liquor escaping from his mouth. "Especially Ackerman. She's just as stubborn as me. And that really annoys the hell out of me." He paused, flickering his eyes at Connie. "What about you and Braus?" He let out a low chuckle, jabbing Connie in the stomach.

"Nothing happened." Connie replied, his lips forming a thin line. After the night with Sasha, he realized his chances on being close to her were zero.

"Tch." Levi muttered, grabbing the bottle from off the table. "Women are the root of all evil Springer." He pushed the bottle into his chest, urging him to drink with his intimidating sharp blue eyes.

Connie glanced at him, deciding whether or not to join him on his trip into bliss. It would be troubling though, to be caught drinking since he was young but at the same time, he had nothing better to do than to drown inside his own thoughts. He then decided his verdict. What the hell. This was the only chance that he would be able to act casual in front of the Corporal, might as well take the chance. Especially since he was still upset over Sasha. He took the bottle and chugged a large amount in his mouth, swallowing it down, leaving him with a cringed face.

"There you go Springer, one step closer into being a man." Levi smirked, slapping his hand against his back.

"This is strong Corporal. How much have you been drinking?" He asked, his cheeks already flushed from the alcohol.

"Who knows. Who cares." Levi shrugged, oblivious to the amount of liquor he took in. All of his thoughts were muddled together and his sense of judgement was out the window. He felt loose. Drinking away his problems.

The door suddenly slammed opened as Jean and Eren both entered the mess hall, arms crossed, tension rising between the two of them. Their eyes flickered to the two drunkards who stood there, pouring alcohol from a glass bottle.

"Is that... Corporal Levi?" Jean asked, his eyes widening in shock at the sight of his superior drinking together with Connie.

"Kirschtein." Levi whipped his head around, facing him. "What are you doing standing there? Get over here and drink." He demanded. "That's an order from your captain."

"Yeah, Jean. Forget all of your problems and drink with us." Connie joined in, a huge grin across his flushed face.

"What is this.." Eren muttered from under his breath, directing it towards the drunkards. He narrowed his eyes at Levi who was acting improper for a man his age. He couldn't believe that at one point, he actually looked up to the stoic captain.

Levi glanced up, catching Eren's cold stare, and smirked, amused by the look on his face. "Jaeger. I know you detest me from the look in your eyes. Hell, I despise you too. But Erwin insists that you have what it takes to be in the Survey Corps." He scowled, stumbling towards him. "But I say you don't." He mocked, forcing Eren over the edge. "Prove to me that I'm wrong." He pushed the bottle into his chest, flickering his eyes back at him. "Let's see who can drink the most."

Eren furrowed his brows, not amused in the slightest with the situation he was being placed in. "Not happening."

"Heichou. Jaeger is a prissy boy, he doesn't know how to relax." Jean added, joining the two drunkards and taking a swig from the cup that was on the table.

Eren clenched his fist, feeling as if he was being provoked by a bunch of idiots. He snatched the bottle from Levi's grasp and began to chug down the liquor. "There." He stated, feeling his throat burn from the strong alcohol.

Levi chuckled, making his way back to the table. He took out another bottle, which read, Vodka, from the brown paper bag he had brought, before the group had joined in with him. He poured everyone a shot before setting the bottle back down. "The hell with Titans and other useless shit. " Levi lifted the cup to the parting of his lips and chugged the alcohol down, slamming the cup back against the surface of the table.

"To hell with women." Connie lifted his cup, repeating the same method as the Corporal.

"I second that." Jean followed after, thinking about Mikasa as he swallowed the content of the alcohol down.

Eren flicked his eyes back and forth between Connie, Jean, and Levi. He couldn't believe that they were all sitting here in front of him, drinking their brains out. And he was actually going to participate with them. Eren grasped his cup, wavering within his thoughts.

"Jaeger." Levi spoke up, causing Eren to stir on the bench where he sat. "This is the only time when I'm not being a hard-ass. Take advantage of it." His blue eyes probed into the depths of his own. He was right. This was the one time where Levi was actually being human for once. He sighed heavily, knowing that he was going to regret this later on.

"LET'S GET FUCKED UP!" Connie sprang up from his seat, raising his cup in the air. His face was as red as a tomato, indicating that he was beyond drunk.

Jean burst out laughing, grabbing his stomach for support as Connie jumped on to the table, wobbling his legs, trying to dance, with no music in the background.

"Hey Eren! Look at me, guess who I am!" Connie took out a potato from underneath his jacket and stuffed his face in it, hinting to him that he was pretending to be Sasha. Eren stifled a laugh at his attempt to imitate the simple-minded, food hoarder. He took another swig and wiped his mouth from the drops of the remaining vodka.

"Springer. Before I become sober in the morning, let me just apologize for always telling you to clean up my horse's shit." Levi looked up at him, his eyes bloodshot from the influence of the alcohol.

"No hard feelings heichou." Connie hiccupped violently, grasping the beverage in his hand tightly.

"He probably deserved it Corporal." Jean smirked, tipping his head back in satisfaction.

Levi let out a low chuckle and targeted his eyes at Jean. "Kirschtein. I hear you're in love with some girl in the Survey Corps." He mocked, watching his face become even more redder than it already was.

"Yeah, it's Mikasa!" Connie snorted, pouring himself more of the liquor to drink.

The trio sat there, awkwardly staring at each other as the sound of her name rang in their ears.

"You know what," Jean flickered his eyes up with optimism. "I do love her. Screw it. I'm drunk and I have no intentions of backing down." He gazed back and forth between Eren and Levi.

"You can have her." Eren said abruptly, taking a bigger swig out of his cup, trying to mask the anger in his eyes.

Levi just sat there silently, not touching his half-filled cup. Her voice was still ringing in his ears, as he reflected back on the previous night that he spent with her. It was actually his first time spending the night in the same room with a girl. It was probably her first time as well. Levi felt a slight surge of confidence, even if they were both under the influence of the remote liquid, it still counted as something.

He glanced back up at Jean and thought to himself. He no longer dwelled for the reason why he felt a certain way for her. Maybe it was the fierce look in her eyes when she slaughtered Titans, or the way she reflected his own self when he caught a glimpse of her. Whatever it was, it had become very clear to him, even under the factor of the alcohol, that he felt something for her. Even if it was just a smidge.

"Let's make a bet." Levi stared at the two boys, who were starting to become aware of their feelings for Mikasa. "Whoever can make Ackerman aware of her own feelings first, gets to have her." His lips pressed together, forming a dark grin on his face. He didn't understand what he was saying or if he made any sense. All he knew was, he hated to lose. He would discipline Mikasa, force her admit defeat to him, and in that glorious moment, he would take her. Completely. This was a challenge that was either a win or lose. And he would definitely become the victor.

(To Be Continued...)

OH, You gotta love a drunk Levi XD! So let's make this heated up shall we? Who doesn't enjoy a challenge involving the three drunkards who care for Mikasa. I tried to make this chapter fun, since it's been serious since chapter 5. I hope you enjoyed it! As always my lovely supporters, leave a review on your thoughts and what you would like to see as the story progresses!