"You like that?" Lips caressed his gently. They were kissing- him and another person, whose face was shrouded in mystery. Their lips enveloped each other, kissing softly, snugly, locked in a tight embrace.

Eren could feel a tongue swipe gently at his lips. When he didn't open his mouth, his partner growled softly and nipped harshly at his bottom lip. Gasping at the sting, his mouth widened enough for his companion to slip the wet appendage through. That's when it all went to hell- or possibly heaven.

That sensational tongue, mapping out every crevice of his mouth, twining with his own, dancing between their mouths. Eren could feel his eyelids slowly closing, his vision going dark- only the feel of the tongue in his mouth told him that this scene was occurring. His hands flew to the silky smooth strands of his partner's undercut. He hummed contentedly, satisfied with the attention being given to his mouth.

"Eren," his mysterious partner murmured. "Eren… Eren… Eren…" The brunette moaned at the feel on his name on his companion's lips. The name of said companion was on the tip of his tongue. What was it again? L- something? The nape of his neck began to tingle- his tattoo. Who is this guy?

Eren broke the kiss and looked towards his companion's face, which was slowly fading away- a trace of smirk on pale, thin lips. His name still echoed around the area, resonating through his mind. His tattoo kept tingling. He clapped his hand on the back of his neck, trying to stifle the tiny shocks that came. It couldn't be...

"The Sin of Lust." He stated, his voice monotonous, his face slack with disbelief. That face, still hidden in shadow, gave him one last cocky grin before dissipating. This is your destiny. He shook his head, as if trying to dislodge the celestial voice that spoke. This will come to pass. He refused to believe it. It is inevitable. You cannot fight the will of fate.

Eren! His name still echoed, called out by that dark, silky voice. He scowled into the shadows of his mind. Sin of Lust. No, I that won't happen. I won't let it happen! He thought to himself stubbornly, dispelling all memory of the pleasure he received from just that one kiss. But the sounds still lingered in the recesses of his mind- his name, being called by the Sin.

Eren! Eren! Er-

"-EN JAEGAR!" A voice shouted above his head. The aforementioned adolescent shot up in his seat at the outcry. A man was standing over him, eyebrows creased in anger with a nasty frown to match. He looked around covertly, trying to adjust to the sudden change in his surroundings. Other teens sat near him in rows, most of them staring at him and laughing at his situation. His best friend was sitting to his right, shaking his head at Eren's predicament. On the other hand, to his left, sat his adopted sister, almost as angry as his hovering teacher, a murderous look on his face. Oh right. First day of high school at Shiganshina.

"Jaegar!" At the teacher's yell, he looked back up at the bald history teacher. "Uh, yes sir?" he asked meekly. The teacher scowled.

"What makes you think that you can sleep in my class? What do you have to say for yourself?" The brunette couldn't justify his actions, his mortification made visible by the increasing blush on his face.

"Sorry, Mr. Shadis. I…" Eren mumbled, his voice trailing off at the end of his reply. He couldn't think of a decent excuse. His teacher snorted.

"Detention, Jaegar. Report to the dean after school." Eren nodded meekly. "Yes, sir. Will do."

The teacher returned to the front of the class and continued with his lesson. Eren began to zone out again, his gaze directed to the window. His thoughts whirled around the remaining wisps of his dream, his focus on his mysterious partner. Why can't I remember his face? He could feel Mikasa glaring at him in disapproval but Eren ignored it. He had already gotten detention- it couldn't get worse, and he wasn't worried anyway. His hand rubbed absentmindedly at the nape of his neck, at the tips of a tattoo peeking out from the collar of his shirt. It wasn't tingling now, but he could remember the feeling- like pins and needles jabbing through the pair of wings etched on his neck. The white one overlayed the black. Could that have been...real?

Eren was the Virtue of Love- his friends were the other six, hosts of the angels born of demon blood. Those crossed wings that they were marked with were paired with the tattoo of the corresponding Sin. The tingling of the tattoo told the Angels when their demon counterpart was nearby. Lust, huh? His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the bell.

"Alright you maggots!Write me a report, summarizing the causes of Maria City's downfall. I expect your essays on the Sina Corporation in 2 weeks. Dismissed!" Shadis gathered his notes and left the room, the students groaning with their assigned workload. Eren shoved all his papers into his messenger bag and stood up- only to be greeted by the angry face of his sister. She pointed a finger at his face.

"Eren Jaegar," she began, "you're not supposed to get in any more trouble! There was that fight in the hallway, with those sophomores last period and now this?" She shook her head, frustrated at her adopted brother's antics. Armin put a hand on her shoulder. "Mikasa, calm down. Eren's already got detention- nothing you say will change that. Also, it's not like it's his first time getting in this predicament." The ravenette took a breath and nodded resignedly. The trio started walking out of class.

"Besides," Eren added. "That fight was totally Jean's fault." He named a friend of theirs, who just so happened to be walking towards them.

"No it wasn't. This suicidal bastard jumped in head first and started swinging," the blonde freshman said, sneering at the brunette. "It's hard to believe that this guy is supposed to be an Angel." While Jean was a human, special circumstances lead to him finding out about Eren and his friends' inheritance. And at every chance he got, he mocked the brunette about his Virtue. "This guy is supposedly the Virtue of Love. It's unbelievable."

Eren glared right back. "You should get your head checked, horseface," Eren seethed, biting out his offending title for Jean, "last I remember, you were getting your ass handed to you on a silver platter before I stepped in and saved it!" Jean was scowling now. "And anyways, who cares if I'm a Virtue? Aren't you dating one?" The two boys were now toe to toe, in each other's faces, gearing up for another fight. Mikasa started over to them, about to break up the fight. As expected of the Virtue of Patience. Eren's sister always managed to break up more fights than she started. However, if someone set her off, she was utterly unstoppable.

"Now now, calm down you two. You shouldn't cause anymore trouble. Otherwise, the teachers will report you." A soothing voice broke in hastily, beating Mikasa to the punch. A freckled teen moved between the two snarling freshmen, a hand on each chest, trying to push them away from each other. He shot a look to Eren, silently asking the brunette to stop. When that had no effect, he turned to the blonde. "Come on Jean. Please stop this." The blonde turned to his worried boyfriend. He sighed and looked away from Eren grudgingly. Wrapping his arms around his lover, he buried his face into the dark locks, his next words muffled. "Only for you Marco." Marco's hand was covered his, smiling gently at the show of affection- the Virtue of Charity always enjoyed the small gestures his boyfriend bestowed upon him. They were sweet and showed the underlying emotion that the blonde always kept hidden.

Snorting- and giving the two some privacy- Eren turned back to Mikasa and Armin. "Come on. I have to drop off my books, then we can head to lunch." The trio started to walk off, Eren calling over his shoulder at the loving couple, "We'll see you there!"

"There they are!" Eren, Mikasa and Armin looked up at the exclamation. They were at Eren's locker, about to head to the lunchroom after dropping off the brunette's books. Two girls, one tall brunette, the other a short blonde, were strolling up to them, holding hands. "We were looking for you! Everybody's already in the cafeteria. Sasha's already eating." The trio chuckled at the last remark. "Of course she's already started," Armin said, shaking his head. 'How's Reiner taking it, Ymir?"

The dark haired girl shook her head. "His tattoo's not bothering him anymore, not since he made friends with Sasha but..." her voice trailed off and her hand flew to her mouth, trying to muffle her snickers. "He's not taking her eating rate very well. He keeps telling her to chew her food and slow down," the blonde finished.

"Yeah, what Christa said," Ymir added between her laughs. The blonde-haired girl then turned to Ymir. "Ymir," she scolded gently. "It's not polite to laugh at others. You know the reason why it's like this." The Virtue of Humility was constantly like this, polite, gentle and caring towards others- unless someone she loved was threatened. Ymir threw her arms around the shorter girl, locking her girlfriend in a tight embrace.

"Sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to make you mad." Christa looked up at her, smiling softly. Putting a hand on the freckled girl's cheek, she said, "It's alright, just try not to do it again."

While most of their friends were Virtues or humans dating Virtues, there was one that stood out. A Sin. They'd met in middle school- it was the Angels' first encounter with a demon. Surprisingly, they'd gotten along well, until Reiner transferred over in eighth grade. That's when the tattoos came into play. The Sin of Gluttony and the Virtue of Sobriety couldn't be near each other with the prickling symbols etched on their skin. Eventually though, they discovered that if they openly accepted each other as friends, admitting to neutrality, the essence in their blood would calm, ceasing the annoying sensation. Their gang of friends stayed close and all of them chose to come to the same high school, and Reiner being Sasha's angelic counterpart was a constant source of entertainment.

"Is Connie with them?" Eren asked, naming Sasha's bald boyfriend. The couple walking with them nodded. "Last I heard, Bertholt and Annie were there too." Ymir added. The other four began to chat while Eren reflected on his dream. The Sin of Lust... He shook his head. It was just a dream.

Turning to Armin, he opened his mouth, about to ask a question and join in the conversation, when he bumped into somebody- hard- and fell to the ground. The chattering of his friends stopped and they looked over to where the brunette had fallen.

"Dammit, watch where you'r-" His voice cut off at the prickling sensation beginning at the base of his neck. No fucking way. It can't be... He heard a snort above his head. "Take your own advice you shitty brat." That voice... It just like it was in his dream. Instinctively, his hand flew up to the nape of his neck, to the pins and needles beginning to form on the surface of the pair of wings marking the sensitive skin there.

"Angel." The guy standing above him murmured softly. His voice was dark silk, it was carnal desire. He knew. Eren's friends snapped their heads towards him, recognizing the demon.

Standing up slowly, his hand still on his tingling neck, Eren looked at his face, into the silvery gray eyes of the Sin of Lust.

A/n: Finally finished. Hope you enjoyed! Hopefully, I can get another chapter up by Christmas- as a present to you all.

There are some things that I want to comment on:

A) Yes, there are humans that know of Eren and his friends, I'll go deeper into this reason later on

B) Yes, more of Eren's friends are Virtues. This has yet to be revealed- I'm just waiting for the right moment.

C) Next chapter will probably have some of Levi's PoV. Look forward to it!

D) Yes, the title of this fic is that Patience is the virtue and Lust is the sin and Eren is the virtue of Love. The title is based off of the saying that patience is a virtue and I used Lust as the sin because they will be doing lots of lusting in this fanfic. Hope that clarifies some stuff.

E) Thank you for reading my fanfiction. I hope you liked it!