AN: Wow! I wasn't expecting this much response for this story! I'm glad that you guys like it so far! Anyway, here is chapter two!

TITLE: Raging Hormones

SUMMARY: Everybody just needed to get laid. Too bad that many of them are virgins who know nothing at all about love, sex, nor how to kiss.

DISCLAIMER: Of course, all rights go to Isayama!

CHAPTER TWO

The guys were beat. They couldn't feel their arms, legs, nor their stomachs anymore, as they trained for almost two hours straight under the intense rays from the sun. Dripping with sweat and panting loudly, many of the male classmates sat down or flocked towards their friend groups to catch their breath and to socialize. Some of them asked questions such as, "Could you smell me from far away?" and "Were you holding back?" to some other things that were sort of suggestive. For example, "Man, your biceps are so defined", "You actually smell nice when you sweat", to even ones such as, "Keep your shirt off more often. I need inspiration."

But many guys joked around and laughed at almost all the questions and comments they got from each other, and tried to relax while they watched the girls fight with one another.

Then, new questions and comments soon arise.

Many had said to one another things along the lines of "Damn, she is hot!", "Keep that shirt off!", to "Now, THAT'S inspiration." On that day, all the guys had a new revelation they discovered while observing their fellow female classmates training heavily in the heat.

And among the guys in the 104th Trainee Squad, were them.

"Hey guys..."

"What is it, Connie?"

"...When...When did the girls get suddenly hot?"

"Hot?"

"W-Wait, what?"

"Well, the sun's above them and it's really hot right now-"

"Eren, I don't think Connie was talking about their body temperature."

"Really, Armin?"

"Connie, just get to the point!"

"Nevermind, maybe it's just the heat getting to my-"

"CONNIE!"

"Alright! Just, ugh! JUST LOOK!" he lifted up his finger and pointed to what was in front of him.

All of their eyes traced towards where Connie directed them to, and there in their presence was a bunch of beautiful beings shining in the light, as each of their muscles contracted whenever they moved. With wide eyes and mouths slightly opened, none of the guys had said a word since Connie suggested for them to look. They all stood there, stunned, watching the scene before them unfold. Not only were the girls glistening with sweat, the boys didn't mind that at all. With many of them wearing white shirts, the guys realized that the girls' shirts weren't as thick as they thought it would be, as it allowed them to see what was underneath.

Even though some other girls weren't wearing white shirts, the ones who wore darker clothing had to unbutton some of their shirts to let some air in. Others untucked theirs, lifted it up above their lower abdomen, and tied the ends together. Though it was for them to cool off, it showed what they had in store for others to see.

"Shit..." someone gasped. All the guys glanced to whoever broke the silence between them, and saw Jean just in disbelief. He had the same look on his eyes when he first saw Mikasa: the widen eyes, eyebrows lifted, his mouth opening slightly, and with a blush slowly consuming his face.

"Jean?" Marco tapped his shoulder. "Hey, Jean. Jean!"

"Marco, come on. You gotta get his attention," Reiner suggested.

He sighed. "He is probably is looking at Mik-"

Grabbing Marco's chin, Jean directed his face towards what he was looking at, and to his surprise, his friend wasn't looking at Mikasa. Instead, he had his full attention on the girl, who was known to at least ripping a fart in the cafeteria. The one and only, Sasha Braus.

"Is this real?" Marco whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, a blush soon forming among his freckled cheeks.

Curious, all the guys looked to where the two had their eyes set on, and many of them almost drop dead. To many of their surprise, they would think that Sasha wouldn't have that much of a body because of her constant eating, but they were proven wrong. Although she ate, her body fat was just enough to provide her a nice pear shape that gave her curves. In addition, she was toned, as she had pair of abs showing a bit since she tied the ends of her button-up shirt into a knot.

Connie blinked. "Sasha?!" How could I NOT seen this before?

Although Sasha wasn't the typical pretty girl type, she had her own definition of beauty that none of the guys couldn't exactly explain. While she was fighting, she was hoping all over the place, but somehow maintained her energy.

"Wow," Bertholdt whispered to himself. "She might be fun to spend time with..." He began to scratch the back of his head.

Reiner smirked at the attention direction towards Sasha. "I call dibs on her."

Most of the guys' heads snapped.

"That's not fair, Reiner!" Eren yelled.

"Oh, hell no! I'm best friends with her!" Connie spat.

"Hey, Connie," Jean gave him a sly grin. "Since you're best friends with her, how come you two aren't dating yet? Are you," he leaned closer. "Friend zoned?"

Connie gasped and gritted his teeth. "Fuck you!"

"Maybe I don't have to be a hand virgin anymore with her."

Silence.

A chorus of "What?"'s were heard.

Unfortunately, only Jean knew what Marco was talking about, as he meant holding Sasha's hand. To the other guys, many took it the wrong way.

"I see that someone's been hiding his 'innocence' for some time, huh ?!" Connie slapped his back.

Marco's eyes widen. Oh no...Why did I say that out loud?! Why did I even think that?! "I...I..uh..." His immediately had to think of a way out of this. Looking at the girl who Sasha was fighting, he pointed at her. "Look at her! She's..." he almost lost his breathe when he finally got a good look at her. "Beautiful..."

Jean lifted up an eyebrow. "Marco? Oi! Marco! Hey!"

It was now Marco's turn to grab his friend's chin and turn it towards the view. Jean's eyes widen at what he saw. Although he didn't really talk to her as much, he knew her because she was known to be the only girl to be close to Annie Leonhart, Mina Carolina.

The rest of the boys followed suit and had their eyes laid upon the girl sparing against Sasha. With some of her buttons missing at the ends of her shirt, it showed off to the boys that Mina was petite. She barely had any fat on her body, and with a small frame, she didn't have much muscle compared to Sasha. However, she had a nice flat stomach that made the guys wonder what would it be like to wrap their arms around her.

Connie murmured, "Thomas, watch out, because I'm not the only one going for that..."

"Mina could fit in my arms..." Armin beamed.

Reiner smirked. "I bet she would love to be in my arms."

"She would be crushed in your arms," Jean spat.

"Guys, stop looking at her!" Marco pleaded.

"What? So you can have her all to yourself? Fuck that!" Connie yelled.

"It's disrespectful to look at girls like that, Connie! So stop!" Marco argued.

"Aren't you a hypocrite," Connie smirked. "You weren't doing that with Sasha!"

Marco blushed. "I-I.."

Jean soon got into the picture. "Connie, shut the hell up and go jack off somewhere far away from here!"

In the mist of Connie trying to grab a hold on Marco's collar, although he was too short to even grab it, Armin immediately thought of something to prevent the fight to becoming even worse since Jean grabbed a hold on Connie's neck.

"Hey!" Armin shouted, pointing at the another pair fighting at the opposite direction of Sasha and Mina, "I wish I could hopefully be strong as," Armin swallowed at what he saw, "...them..."

At first, it was supposed to be a distraction for all the guys so it would stop the fights, but Armin soon became entraced by the women he pointed to. His eyes slowly widen, as his pupils dilated by the women fighting against each other. He watched their bodies flowing with ease whenever they dodged each other's attacks. Dripping with sweat and one of their shirts tied around her waist, while the other just completely took off her hoodie, they still were so beautiful in his eyes.

But here he was, admiring their ripped bodies moving effortlessly, as the muscles on their bodies clenched.

"Fucking hell..." Connie gasped. "I'm not even as fit as that..."

He was right. None of the boys were prepared to see Mikasa and Annie in almost all of their glory. Both girls had taken off their tops, revealing what was hiding underneath their jackets and shirts. Mikasa had her jacket and shirt wrapped around her hourglass figure, leaving her only with a black tank top that stopped inches below her breasts. With not that much clothes hiding what she had, her toned six-pack abs were finally free and touching the cool air. Whenever Mikasa got a hold on Annie or even lifted up her arms in protection, her biceps flexed and all the boys' eyes went wide.

Armin couldn't believe what he was seeing. Mikasa was one of his childhood best friends, strong, caring, and something he could find comfort to, but all those innocent thoughts of her were almost sent out the window at this view. He knew he couldn't see Mikasa the same way again.

But his predicament was nothing compared to Eren Jäger. In this moment, Eren was struggling so badly at the sight of his sister. No, adoptive sister. No, we technically didn't adopt her. She just lives with us. So she is my friend. No, she is more than just a friend. What. No. Wait. No, is she my...What the hell am I thinking? Why this all of a sudden?!

Eren couldn't even see Mikasa in the same light anymore. It was far worse than Armin's 'innocent' thoughts. Since she was always covered with clothing, even back when they were little kids, the most skin he saw from her was her arms, ankles, hands, and face. But now, the only clothing that was on her was the tight, black tank top, her white pants and boots, and the red scarf he gave her. In that moment, for some odd reason, Eren soon became completely jealous of the red scarf that was so lovingly wrapped around Mikasa's neck. He wanted to be that close to her, but he couldn't piece what he was thinking all together.

What am I doing?! Come on! This is Mikasa! Stop! STOP! Too late. Eren could only stare at the beautiful Oriental in front of him. That is, until he felt a fist colliding against his right cheek.

"Why the hell are you staring at her?!"

Damn you, Jean... "I wasn't staring!"

Grasping parts of his shirt, Jean pulled Eren closer. "To hell with that! Why do you guys have to be so close?!"

"What do you mean?!

"You know exactly what I mean, you little shit!"

"Why the hell do you care?!"

"BECAUSE I JUST DO."

"LET GO OF MY SHIRT!"

"LET GO OF MIKASA!"

"YOU ASSHOLE!"

"YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE!"

"I understand why you are so obsessed with Mikasa," Marco stated unintentionally.

Silence.

Marco's eyes widen. He slowly turned his head to see all eyes were on him. He didn't have time to process a way out of this situation, as he felt two hands taking a hold of his shirt and two faces leaning dangerously close to him.

"MARCO, WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Eren and Jean yelled.

Why am I saying these things? This isn't like me at all! Today wasn't Marco's day. Not at all, indeed.

"GUYS! ENOUGH ABOUT MIKASA, CHECK OUT ANNIE!" Connie interrupted.

All heads turned to Connie then to the fighting beauty just a few meters away from them. They were all consumed looking at Mikasa that they just noticed how similar Annie was to her sparing partner. Not only they are almost equally matched while they fought against each other, Annie was just as beautiful as Mikasa was. Finally free from that baggy hoodie of hers that covered her body, almost all the guys' mouth dropped to the floor when their eyes set on her.

Similar to what Mikasa was wearing, she wore a white tank top that covered her breasts, revealing the hidden gems underneath her hoodie. Their eyes were focused at her toned arms and stomach, causing many of the guys to envy her muscles. As she ducked to avoid Mikasa's punches, it was just enough for the guys to catch a glimpse of her cleavage.

"Bertholdt, how come we didn't see her like that before?"

"Reiner..."

"I mean, she could be the male version of me."

Bertholdt's eyes almost popped out from his head. "What? That's-"

"Seriously, though. How come we didn't see her like this?!" Reiner questioned.

"Reiner, I-"

"Actually, never mind. You know how she is since you stare too much."

All the boys just remained quiet, as grins slowly appeared on their faces when they heard that. Hiding his face behind his hands to cover the massive blush appearing on his cheeks, Bertholdt cried out, "Reiner! Shut up!"

Realizing what he just said, Reiner froze. "Oh, shit." Glancing around to see if anyone else heard what he said, his heart almost dropped when he saw all the guys, excluding Bertholdt, grinning at them.

"So..." Connie smirked. "It was Annie all along!"

"Eh, I don't think he is going to make a move though," Jean popped in. "Hey, I could make a move before he does."

"Jean, no," Marco frowned.

Eren laughed. "I bet your ass you can't. Why would anyone like you?"

"Who wouldn't like me?" Jean retorted.

Eren gave him a sly grin. "Everyone"

"Eren, don't," Armin pleaded.

Everybody sighed, as they got into a fight again as Marco tried to separate the two. While they were doing that, Connie eyed Bertholdt with one of the biggest smiles he had plastered on his face. Scooting closer to him, Connie bumped his arm. "So...Annie, huh?"

"Connie, I wasn't staring at her at all."

"Then why did Reiner say that?"

"H-He didn't mean it."

"Yeah right, my ass."

"I don't like Annie," Bertholdt whispered.

Connie huffed. "Are you so sure about that?"

He hesitated. "Yes."

"Well, then less competition for us, right, Armin?"

Bertholdt's eyes snapped towards the shorter blonde and stared at him, waiting for what he was going to say. But Bertholdt already knew based off Armin's facial expression towards Annie. He could see the mesmerization in his eyes, as he watched Annie fight against Mikasa. It was like his eyes grew bigger and became brighter each second, and it made Bertholdt feel some sort of uncomfortable feeling at the pit of his stomach. As the seconds increased, Bertholdt couldn't stand observing Armin's mouth dropping and then curling up into a smile.

"Armin," Bertholdt snarled. "What are you looking at?"

On that day, Connie and Armin discovered something new about Bertholdt: he wasn't as innocent and shy as they thought that he would be. Judging by the dark aroma they felt projecting not only Armin, but as well as Connie, they soon realized that Bertholdt had a side that they didn't know existed.

Before Bertholdt could do anything drastic or out of hand from his own personality and character, Reiner immediately hooked one of his arms around Bertholdt and pointed at a random direction while he leaned the taller boy closer to him. "Hey! Look over there! Aren't they gorgeous too?!" He then whispered to Bertholdt, as Connie and Armin turned their heads to where Reiner directed them. "Hey, calm down. No one wants to see you get all worked up and just for Annie. This isn't like you. Are you okay, Bertl?"

Bertholdt's face reddened once he realized the situation he was in. It was so out of character for him to do that, but he couldn't stand the look on Armin's face when he saw his eyes just ogling at Annie like she was some kind of problem he wanted to solve. He couldn't understand this feeling he had inside of him. All he could think about was now he wasn't the only one that would be caught staring at Annie, and it disturbed him.

"Y-Yeah," Bertholdt lowered his head, "sorry."

Squeezing his shoulders, Reiner gave him a grin. "But you should tell Annie your feelings before anyone else does."

Bertholdt never blushed harder in his life before. "W-What?!"

"Nothing," Reiner laughed. "But man, what I would do to get a girl to like..." Reiner began to trail his eyes where Connie and Armin were looking at, and his heart dropped at the sight of what he saw. "...Me."

In the arms of a tall, freckled girl was the most petite person in the world. She looked like she was helpless, like she needed someone to save her from being choked to death. But when she kneed Ymir in the stomach and gracefully pulled herself away from her, Krista let out a smile while the freckled girl couldn't help but smirk at what just happened. At that moment when Reiner saw Krista smiling and proclaiming to Ymir that she can handle herself, his eyes were glued to her angelic features. No, they weren't angelic.

It was like, "A God..." Armin whispered.

"A goddess..." Jean gasped.

"I want to marry her," Reiner thought out loud.

Pause.

Silence.

Glance.

Stare.

Eye contact finally made.

More silence.

Eye contact broke.

Reiner didn't know how to get out of this. It was awkward at being this end of the rope, as all the guys looked at him with crazy smirks and grins on their faces. To block them away, he immediately grabbed for water and drank it down so he wouldn't be bothered by his friends.

Connie bumped his arm against his arm, a sly grin on his face while he wiggled his eyebrows. "So... Krista, huh?" Reiner kept drinking his water. "I wonder how it would all work especially for a small girl like her and for a big guy like you."

Water came out of Reiner's nose and onto Armin.

"H-How could that even reach me?!" Armin cried in disgust.

Jean held in his vomit. "Connie, I don't even want to picture that."

"I don't understand," Eren stated.

"Eren?! Come on!" Then Connie suddenly had a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh god, just imagine Bertholdt with Krista. Just-"

Everybody looked at Reiner since they all thought that he would be the one having Connie in a choke hold, but he wasn't the one. Then, all eyes turned to Bertholdt because they thought that he would want Connie to shut his mouth, but none of them believed he would be the one to do so. Instead, almost everybody's mouth dropped when they saw Ymir holding Connie's neck around her arm so tightly that Connie went from his normal skin color to slightly purple and blue.

While Connie kept letting out grasps and breaths of "Help me" to the guys and "Let go of me" to Ymir, no one was listening. As Ymir was caught up choking Connie, the rest of the boys merely stared at the girl. She was wearing no shirt at all like she didn't give a damn in the world. Only in a bra and in her white pants and boots, Ymir looked like one of those girls who shouldn't be messed with. Their eyes ran from her arm she was flexing, showing off to the boys that she wasn't the only one who put hard work on herself over the years.

As their eyes gazed up to her broad shoulders, some of the boys couldn't help but be fascinated by her features.

Bertholdt felt his throat become dry when his eyes caught the sight of her unmarked neck that had tiny freckles.

"What's all this fuss about, Krista, huh?" Ymir growled.

For some reason, her low voice made the boys hot instead of worried.

Ymir eyed all of them, and to her surprise, none of them were saying a thing. Instead, they all were simply gawking at her. She smirked. Well, well, well...what do we have here? A bunch of little boys eyeing me? They're wasting their time. "What's wrong, boys?"

Silence.

"Holy shit. That was unexpectedly attractive," Connie mumbled, still in Ymir's arms.

Leaning closer to his ear, Ymir snarled, "Excuse me? Unexpectedly? Now tell me, why was Krista a subject of your conversation?"

"Ymir, stop!" a voice yelled out, snapping everyone's attention to the person.

And here she was, Krista Lenz.

All the boys soon were eyeing her, as she walked closer to the group with a worried look on her face. As she touched Ymir's arm and pulled it away, Krista touched the Connie's neck.

"Is your neck okay, Connie?"

In the midst of everything, he had the girl, whom so many of his male classmates admired for a long time due to her beauty and kindness, caressing his neck so tenderly that he could have been lost in those touches of hers. Connie never knew how close she was until he smelled her scent of rose shampoo that overpowered her sweat.

Then he realized that she was shorter than he was, and that was rare for someone to be shorter than him.

This was the best day of Connie's life.

"Y-Yeah..." he stuttered.

"My neck is hurting," Reiner blabbed out.

"Reiner is lying. He actually bruised my neck," Eren said.

"Are you kidding, Jäger?! You hurt my neck!" Jean accused.

Eren smirked. "How?!"

"Just by saying your name!" Jean barked back.

"Guys!" Krista pleaded.

Marco was not even going to stop their fighting, as he already dealt with so much already. But they were getting Krista's attention, and Marco wanted some of it too. He always admired her since she was probably one of the girls that was constantly nice to him and the rest of the class, so he would like to be around someone who kept their kindness as much as he did. So he did what the other guys were trying to do; he tried to compete for her attention as well.

"Hi, Krista!" But of course, in his own way.

Krista heard him, and she smiled. "Hello, Marco!"

His heart fluttered. Maybe today wasn't so bad for Marco Bodt.

Ymir suddenly grasped for Krista and held her close to her chest. "Sorry, boys, but she is mine."

"For now," Reiner smirked.

Before the two of them could do anything, Krista grabbed Ymir's hand and led her away from the group while Reiner and Ymir eyed each other, as the rest of the boys merely watched the two girls leave.

Gripping her hand even tighter, Krista turned to Ymir. "Ymir! Calm down!"

Her eyes flickered to the small blond. "Krista, did you see the way-"

"Ymir!"

She huffed. "Fine."

As Krista began walking back towards the training grounds, Ymir looked back at the boys, who were still looking their way. Eyes on them, she scooted closer to her and wrapped an arm around Krista's shoulder and sticked out her tongue at the people gazing at her. Her smirk grew when she felt Krista move an inch closer to Ymir, and when she heard a cry behind her, she knew Reiner couldn't compete with her.

She was on a whole new level with Krista, and Reiner absolutely had no chance. Try, Reiner. I can't wait to see you lose.

Keith Shadis had a reputation among his students and his other soldiers, he was a force to be reckoned with. As the retired 12th Commander of the Survey Corps, everybody knew how strict and tough he was on his future graduates since he wanted humanity to have its rightful protection and glory against Titans. Whatever Shadis taught, it was projected among the soldiers who graduate, as many of them became talented later down the road to becoming completely dedicated to serving their lives for humanity. Shadis didn't want people who wouldn't benefit the humankind, but overall, he didn't want to raise soldiers who were weak.

He wanted the best.

And this year, he saw a lot of talent in many of his students, especially the contenders for the top ten of the 104th Trainees Squad. While walking around and observing his cadets, he was silently proud to see what they developed into over the years. Although some had wrong intentions to join the military such as to escape from their old lives, or to live comfortable and be taken care of, he couldn't still be proud to see them at least mature a bit.

Seeing the female cadets fight, Shadis smirked at how equal they were to the men. It was a sight to see and he knew that the men had to be an awe at what they saw. The women were humanity's soldiers, just as what he wanted for them to become. He was also proud for the women to show off what they had, as he saw their discarded clothing on the floor. Although he would discipline them later about being careful with their uniforms since it would be a disgrace to not fully represent humanity's soldiers by not wearing the uniforms' full set, Shadis decided to let it slide for today since he thought that they deserved it. But also, perhaps it can inspire many of the boys to compete with the girls to be in better shape.

Unfortunately for Shadis, many of the boys weren't admiring the women the way Shadis was. Instead, what Shadis saw from the boys was something else. He noticed that many the boys had their little friends joining the party.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOUR LITTLE FRIENDS SO HAPPY ABOUT?" he shouted.

Instantly, everybody stopped what they were doing and looked what was the commotion.

And to who he yelled at was no other than them.

Today was not their day.

Caught up with fighting with each other, but yet still turned on by the women in front of them, none of them noticed that they had a bulge appearing in their crotch area.

The boys didn't know what to do, as they and their mini-selves were the center of attention, and not the good kind. Instead, they felt as if they were ripped away from their clothes and naked to the bone in front of the whole class. Nothing could prepare them for this kind of embarrassment.

Slowly, Connie started to back behind Bertholdt to cover up himself, and Armin soon followed since they were the shortest of the guys. Eren and Jean covered themselves with their hands and pretended they were folding their hands in front of their crotch. In the meantime, Reiner saw his friends hiding and in his head, shook his head in disappointment. There was no use of hiding something that what was already found. Instead of covering, Reiner decided to just bask in his glory and show everyone what Shadis had said was true; that he was turned on.

When Bertholdt saw Connie and Armin hiding behind him, he immediately spun around them and use them to block his lower section. Surprised by this, Connie and Armin blushed heavily and inched closer behind Reiner. The muscular blond almost let out a laugh when he noticed that there were three people behind him, using him to protect them.

Marco on the other hand, fainted. Before he fell on the floor, Eren and Jean caught him and lowered him down to the ground, as the two boys kneeled down. Since he was knocked out cold, they used the poor boy as a shield to cover both of their crotches by Jean holding Marco's torso to Eren using Marco's legs. To save Marco's some shame, Jean thought that it would be a good idea to use his friend's own hand to cover up his boner. But to everyone else, it was just awkward. To some of the girls it looked as if Marco was about to do the some kind of intense pelvic thrust or something especially since his own hand was on his manhood.

It was a sight to see, and no one said a word.

Absolutely no one. Everybody just watched the boys struggle to keep their dignity only for them to be degraded even more.

"Everybody, back to the dorms, and clean yourselves up," Shadis growled.

With an instant, the boys who were at the center of attention immediately ran towards the bathhouse.

And for some reason, everybody just watched them head over there without moving a bone in their own body. They simply just gawked at them running towards the men's bathhouse at the speed of light.

No one said a word until someone broke the silence.

"That is going to be like a masturbation orgy in the men's bathhouse."

Everybody soon turned around and just looked at that person with wide eyes.

On that day, mankind received a grim reminder, that Mina Carolina was not as innocent as she imposed herself to be.

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