Just a quick author's note about this chapter: I am so sorry the story hasn't been updated in like what, almost 2-3 weeks? I feel absolutely terrible ;-; ... So to apologize for my internet being down causing me not to access the file from my computer, and my phone not wanting to upload any updates to the story; I made it longer, and I decided to add Eren's POV to this chapter as well as some future chapters! I hope you enjoy! -A.E.L

I woke up in the morning to find my bed empty, no Eren sleeping soundly beside me. I will admit that even though I usually don't care what the hell is going on waking up with a hangover, I felt angry; and hurt. But I shook it off, why should I have expected anything to happen or to be created between us? We were just two friends, who got drunk, and decided that we could both crash in my bed.

Standing up, I could feel the pain in my back and shoulders take affect from the whole Erwin fiasco from the day before. I push all the thoughts of him and Eren to the back of my head, I needed to focus on myself.

Getting dressed, I realized, was the hard part, just looking at my wrists made me flinch, My own self inflicted scars, that are faded along my hips and inner thighs do not even bother me this much. I look back at the bed, still empty, making my heart sink even more... But I had to set all feelings aside, I had to carry on.

After getting dressed and making my bed I heard a hesitant knock on the door. Thinking it was Eren, I didn't wait for a second to say, "come in, it's still open."

Suddenly I was back to last night, frozen in shock when the door opened.

"Cadet Mikasa Ackerman... What are you doing here addressing me in such a manner?"

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"So that's everything that's happened?" Hanji asks while she points to Mike, making sure he writes my whole story down.

"Yes," I reply, "That's all that has happened all the way up to this point."

Hanji slams her hands on Erwin's desk as she stands up from his usual chair and leans closer to my face, "but what happened this morning? I have to know what she said to you! And does this mean you like Eren!?"

Mike lifts his head up and looks at us, chuckling. Obviously he wants to know about my personal affairs just as much as Hanji.

"Just, ugh. Will you shut up you crazy four eyed fangirl!?"

The shit glasses just smiles and sits back down, "not until 'Wittle Wevi' tells me what thwinks about the wittler, but not wittler in height, Eren!"

I feel my eye twitch as she talks to me like one of her precious titans or experiments, "shut. The. Fuck. UP."

The lie sniffer, Mike, nudges Hanji and shows her the papers. Hanji looks them over and freezes, stares at me, then at Mike; all of the sudden they both start giggling like a group of school girls that were raised in Wall Sina.

"Great... What are you two dip shits laughing about now?"

Hanji stands up and gathers all the scattered papers on the desk while she talks in that stupid baby voice that's annoying as fuck, "Nothing Wevi... Jwust go find Eren an twell him our wittle paper work is almost finished!"

Mike walks out of the room before Hanji can catch up, obviously still trying to not show he's laughing at whatever was on that paper.

"Well no one else is in here," I push my chair in and stride to the door, "might as well go back and get ready for my meetings."

As I walk out the door I brush against the arm of someone's uniform. Looking back I see a soldier leaning against the wall with a death glare, they may be a new recruit, but I'm very familiar with them.

"Cadet Ackerman... what are you doing here?"

"Armin I'm not talking to Mikasa."

"But Eren, you have to work this out with her at some point in time!"

"ARMIN."

"You have to Eren!"

"Really Armin, Really? Because last time I checked; YOU CAN'T CONTROL OR MAKE ME DO ANYTHING."

I look at Armin and hold back the urge to yell at him anymore. My friend and I have been yelling at each other for an hour now, and I can tell he's trying not to cry a river like his usual self.

"Eren... you," the cry baby lowers his voice to a whimper, "s-sp... 'spent the night ' with him. Doesn't Mikasa at least deserve to hear about that happening from you?

"Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa; stop right there. Why did you emphasize 'spent the night'?"

He blushes like I just asked him to give me his fucking virginity. I wait a solid minute for his answer, but it just doesn't come out.

"Aye, are you going to answer my question?"

Still no answer.

"ARMIN. ARE YOU GOING TO ANSWER THE QUESTION OR SIT THERE IGNORING ME LIKE I'M A PEICE OF SHIT?"

I know I shouldn't have yelled at him again, after all, it's making him cry like we're ten again. But he finally begins to talk.

"B-Because," Armin sniffs at an unnatural volume, "because Jean heard Hanji talking to Mike a-about how you never went back to your room last night when they checked on you, a-and that Ha-Hanji saw you sneaking out of Commander Levi's room really, really, quietly like you didn't want anyone to know you were there the whole night-!"

I can feel my face growing hotter as my friend wails louder from telling me the shocking reason for his behavior. I can't believe it; Armin, and Jean, think the Corporal and I went all the way? I did kind of kiss that shorty when he was half asleep, but we were both drunk, he couldn't think straight, probably doesn't remember his new nickname, and the fact that he was the one that wanted me to stay the night. I didn't mean anything; to Levi at least.

"I-I'm sorry I yelled at you, Armin."

I expected more crying but instead my friend looks at me smiling, wiping away the tears, "I-It's okay Eren. Oh, and you might want to go tell Mikasa that nothing happened between you two..."

I start getting worried when he starts rubbing the back of his head, Armin only does that when he's about to say something either really bad, or really embarrassing.

"Why do you say that, buddy?"

"Well, you might want to clear it up with her and... the whole base."

I stay silent, but I start screaming in my head; Oh gods. What the hell is going on?

"Eren... Practically the whole base thinks you and the corporal did some 'dirty stuff' last night."

"WHAT? D-DID I HEAR THAT CORRECTLY?!"

"Yes, it was just a pleasant conversation between to comrades." I put pressure on the deep scratch on my cheek, blood still flowing, where that fucking brat Mikasa slapped me. "Such a pleasant little girl, isn't she?"

Petra stares at me with big doe eyes, she is way too fucking worried right now; "How could they give such a big scratch just by slapping you?"

"The ring on their finger had like some sort of sharp edge on it. I couldn't get a good look at it."

Miss 'Worry-Pants' cleans the scratch with disinfectant, I start to notice her expression is changing, like she's hiding some other emotion; "That sounds terrible!"

"Yes Petra, I'm aware," I glance and look at her body language as she puts away the first-aid kit, realizing that certain emotion being hidden involves myself. "and worst of all, that ring is considered a lethal weapon, who knows where she got it from, or where it is now."

"Wait... this comrade was a 'she'?"

"Mhmm," I stick a bandage to my face over the scratch with medical tape, "in fact it was Mikasa Ackerman who did this to me."

Right on cue, Petra's face goes into a sullen glare, and she stands completely still. "Wow Corporal, maybe this isn't so terrible after all, maybe this is what's supposed to happen because you messed with peoples' love life."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I stare directly into her eyes, "Petra, are you thinking straight; how did I mess with someones 'love life'?"

The brat thinks she can scare me by raising her voice as she starts lecturing me, "JUST BECAUSE YOU WERE ALMOST TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF BY ERWIN, YOU THINK IT'S OKAY TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OVER SOMEONE ELSE JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER?!"

"Petra; WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

"Yeah, like you wouldn't know." With that, Petra walks out of the room.

I sit back down, holding my hand to my head, trying to understand what that stupid girl was talking about. 'Taking advantage over someone'? 'Ruining a relationship'? Something is going on, again.

"What a weird couple of fucking days," I mumble under my breath, "I need to find Eren and see if he knows anything about this shit fest."