A/N: It's so obvious to say that you guys are going to hate me for this chapter. XD Anyway~ Hey~ Update~! Eremin week is over and we can return to normal~ XD

-Misty

Song of the day: The Ghost of Wind

By: ZE:A

The Change You Wish to See

(Original summary, but screw the stupid character limits) Levi's never put much care into things. He doesn't put much care into things at all. Nothing ever peaks his interest. Well, that's until he meets Eren Jaeger. Levi isn't sure what it is that's so interesting about him, and it irritates him to feel these feelings he's never felt before. Regardless, he goes to talk to the boy. When he doesn't receive an answer, he just thinks that the boy is rude; however, he understands why when Eren doesn't answer him. Eren is deaf.

Rated M for sexual content, adult language, some violence, mile character death
Main pairing: Riren with some side pairs
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack on Titan)

Chapter Eight: Over

Levi opened his eyes to a dimly lit room around him, a dimly lit room and a warmth spreading over his body. It was dark, but the movie was still playing on the TV; at least the menu was. Levi sighed as he rolled his neck around, the muscles under his skin cramped, tight, and strained from sleeping on the couch for so long. He hadn't done it in ages, and sleeping on his couch, the giant lump from his own hell with its springs sticking out every which way, was never a good idea.

Levi made his move to get up, but he came to find that he couldn't. He was momentarily trapped under deadweight that clung to his chest, one leg precariously between his in an innocent, but not so innocent for him, manner. Levi rubbed at his eyes to see what, or rather who it was holding him down, and he found Eren sound asleep on top of him.

His grey eyes widened.

When did this happen?

Levi tried recalling what happened, and when the sound from the movie caught his attention, it all came flooding back to him.

The two of them ordered pizza and picked out a movie they could both agree on. Half way through the movie, Eren had dozed off against his arm. Without wanting to disturb the kid while he was sleeping, Levi managed to lay the boy down on the couch, but at a price. He somehow managed to do it with an arm trapped under the brunette's body. He tried pulling free, but Eren shifted, acting like he was about to wake up at any moment, which he didn't. Levi didn't want to wake him up, so he just fell asleep behind the boy, trying to enjoy what was left of the movie. Of course, he fell asleep minutes later.

This left him here, with Eren on his chest and sleeping like a baby. Levi leaned his head back to look at Eren's face, his fingers unconsciously brushing his bangs from his face and tucking what he could behind a tan ear. With Eren sleeping so peacefully, Levi took it upon him to skim his fingers along his square jawline and against his cheek. His skin was incredibly soft, something Levi didn't notice before. Levi couldn't resist letting his finger grace over Eren's cheek bones and eyelids. The movement made Eren's eyes twitch in his dream, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, but he didn't wake up. Levi's heartbeat picked up in speed by a few paces, and when his fingers came to his lips, Levi's hand faltered.

They had kissed. Levi got his first kiss from him. Levi got his first kiss from a nineteen year old brat with a hearing disability. Most people in society would expect him to be taking advantage of him, but he wasn't.

He really did like Eren; he wouldn't be spending time with the kid if he didn't. Levi wouldn't spend time with someone he didn't like, which was why Hanji was the only person he could consider his friend. Yes, he found her annoying, but he didn't hate her. She was the only friend he had left. So for Eren to work his way under his skin; that meant something.

That couldn't happen.

Levi knew better. He knew that this wasn't a good idea. From the beginning it wasn't a good idea, and everything had been telling him so since day one. Eren was young, innocent, and deaf; he was bright, lively, energetic, smart, and too kind for his own benefit. It was wrong of him, because he knew how this looked. He knew how everyone would look at them, how they would see the age difference and the abnormality of their relationship. Levi knew, and he knew it was wrong.

He knew he needed to end it. It was still early enough, wasn't it? They weren't so attached to each other that it would hurt to end whatever relationship this was now, right? Or maybe he was wrong. Maybe Eren thought highly of him. Maybe Eren really liked him.

Or maybe it was the other way around.

Levi didn't have any more time to question things. Eren shifted in his sleep, his eyelids twitching gently again before fluttering open, revealing his big, golden eyes. Levi felt a wave of unknown heat wash over him, his throat tightening around itself until he swallowed.

He couldn't do it, not now at least. How could anyone break the heart of someone with such a peaceful face? He definitely couldn't do it. He'd have to do it later, later when Eren wasn't disoriented with sleep, and later when those big eyes of his weren't drowning him in the depth of an unknown affection.

"Mhm..." Eren hummed and stretched as far as Levi's body would allow. Levi wrapped his arms around the kids body when he tilted to the side, keeping him rooted on the couch. Eren's eyes found his, a look of confusion evident on his face. He looked around for a moment, trying to decipher what had happened to put them in this position like Levi had done. His focus came to the movie and the half eaten pizza on the coffee table, and a smile played on his lips as he looked back at Levi.

The barest of smiles pulled at the corners of Levi's lips, his hand reaching up to ruffle Eren's untamed bed hair. Eren practically purred like a kitten, his head falling back against the older man's chest as he let out a sigh. That warm breath caressed Levi's skin, causing him to shiver for reasons he didn't understand.

"Morning..." Eren mumbled against Levi's shirt. Levi couldn't verbally respond, knowing Eren wouldn't hear it, but he nodded his head. The physical response was just enough for Eren. Eren lifted his head back up and looked at Levi, his smile widening as a blush dusted his cheeks. Levi shifted, skeptical of that look.

What was the kid planning?

His question was answered quickly. Eren leaned up to peck Levi's lips in a simple kiss, and though simple, Eren's cheeks lit up in colors Levi hadn't seen on a person before. He became shy quickly, eyes averting to the table, the floor, anything but Levi as he wet his lips in a nervous habit.

Well, Levi could have reacted better. He could have reacted at all. He was so dumbfounded by the suddenness of the kiss that he wasn't sure how to react to the situation, or if he should react at all. However, when Eren looked up at him with worried eyes, all he could do was smile. He couldn't let Eren worry.

Of course, now he was forgetting the plan he had moments before. Looking at the kid made him forget about everything, and for the time being, he didn't want to lose him. So he would just smile for now, because there was nothing else he could do.

Eren's hand lifted, fingers pressing into Levi's chest gently and moving around. Levi thought the kid was just doodling nonsense at first, but then he realized that Eren was trying to talk. With his notebook off somewhere where they didn't want to get up and get it, this was Eren's only way to talk to him.

"Did you sleep well?" He finally made out. Eren lifted his head to see if Levi understood, and with a nod of the head, he released a small sigh of content. However, well had been an understatement. Levi felt like he hadn't slept so well in all of his life, and even with the kink in his neck, it fell like all of the fatigue and the soreness left his body for the time being. Only time would tell if the soreness would kick back in.

Levi motioned for Eren's hand, and Eren held it out for him so Levi could mock write on it.

"How about you?" Eren nodded his head when understanding. With the silent agreement that everything was fine between them, Eren lowered his head back down on Levi's chest and moved his fingers back and forth, this time uselessly doodling random things. Levi leaned his head back against the arm of the couch, his eyes looking around the room for the clock. He had to make sure he kept check on the time, fearing the consequences of them being late. His eyes couldn't seem to find it in the dark though.

And then it hit him.

It was dark.

Levi felt a surge of panic hit him, the blood running cold through the veins in his heart as he looked to the digital clock next to his TV. It read eight thirteen, and Levi would have jumped from the couch had it not been for Eren's heavy body lying on top of his. Eren whined in protest and pain, his spine bending in an odd way before he rolled off of Levi. He looked up to the older man, silently questioning him as Levi looked about frantically.

"What's wrong?" He asked and sat up, and Levi looked back at him with a look of panic. Without saying anything, Levi pointed to their surroundings and the clock not too far away. The darkness didn't phase Eren any; it was when he looked at the time that he began to fear the worst. "Oh no!" He cried and jumped up.

Levi stood and grabbed at the brunette's arm, stopping him from running around in a frantic state. When he got Eren's attention, Levi pulled his hand up to his ear, mimicking the shape of a phone.

"Where's your phone?" Levi asked out loud. Eren didn't need to hear to understand what he was asking. He was able to read his lips enough, and the symbol Levi was making with his hand was self-explanatory. Eren grabbed at his backpack that had been sitting by the front door and tugged it back to the couch. He instantly dug around inside the front pocket, and the sudden vibrations he felt reaching his fingertips made his eyes widened.

He pulled his phone out and looked at it; sure enough, Mikasa's name was on the caller ID. Eren's panic hit him full force; he always kept the ringer off so he could feel his phone going off, but now that only seemed to have gotten them into trouble. Eren lifted the phone and whined, getting Levi's attention, who had been looking for his keys so they could leave. The older man caught sight of the name on the phone, and he took up the tiny device to answer it.

"Hello, Mikasa?" He questioned.

"Who is this?" Levi heard the bitter panic in her voice. It didn't take a PHD in fucked to know that they were both utterly fucked.

"It's Levi. Listen, we-"

"Where's Eren?" Mikasa didn't give him a chance to explain. She cut him off quickly, her voice going from fear to anger in point three seconds flat. "You son of a bitch! Where is he?"

"Just listen!" Levi had no choice but to yell over her. "We fell asleep while we were watching a movie! He's right here and he's fine, and we're heading there now!"

"I'm giving you five minutes to get back here, bastard." Eren's sister growled.

"I live fifteen minutes away from-" Levi heard the dial tone play, an obvious sign that she hung up on him. She wasn't going to listen to reason or excuses, and he knew that. He sighed and handed Eren his phone before ushering the boy out of the apartment.

They had five minutes to drive fifteen minutes back to his house. Levi thought that if he sped ten miles over the speed limit and ignored all red lights, they could pull it off.

Of course the universe had other plans.

Levi had never stopped at so many red lights in his entire life, and it seemed like there was nothing but police on the streets. It took twenty-five minutes to return home, and when they did, Mikasa was already waiting on the porch, anger fuming off of her lithe frame. Levi heard the quiet whimpering Eren was doing; obviously he was mortified by what was about to happen.

The two got out of the car, and Mikasa charged her way over to them. She grabbed Eren's arm and pulled him away, forcibly pulling Eren back to the house despite his protests.

"It was an accident! We fell asleep!" Levi tried to explain, but Mikasa was having none of it.

"He shouldn't have been at your apartment in the first place!"

"I left my money there! We were going to go get pizza, but we just decided to stay!"

"Mikasa!" Eren whined and pulled on his arm for freedom. Mikasa's grip was firm though, firm and unrelenting, and no matter how much Eren fought with her, even to the point where he was on the ground in protest, she wasn't going to let go.

"Hey, hey! What's going on?" Armin had appeared from the house, jumping off of the porch so he could catch up to them. He already noticed the tension of the situation, but Armin was level-headed through almost anything. If anyone understood what was going on, it'd be Armin, and Eren knew that for sure.

"Armin, talk some sense into her." Levi begged, already too tired to continue arguing. Mikasa was much like her brother; she was thick-headed and stubborn, and in a situation like this, that wasn't a good thing.

"I don't need anyone talking sense into me!" Mikasa barked, her grip on Eren's wrist tightening considerably. Eren muffled a small sound of pain, which didn't go unnoticed by Armin's eyes.

"Mikasa, let him go. You're hurting him." Armin said calmly and pulled at her wrist. The kid seemed to have a certain something about him, something in his voice or the earnest look in his big, blue eyes, but he was able to free Eren, and Mikasa seemed to calm down about eighty degrees. How Armin could defuse a situation like that just by talking, Levi would never understand.

"Thank you..." Eren mumbled. Armin smiled and nodded his head before looking back at the two bickering adults standing before him.

"Okay, someone explain to me what's going on." He said, just as calmly as he had before.

"These two have been at his place the whole time!" Mikasa's voice was bordering on yelling, but Armin motioned for her to lower her voice before the neighbors tried to get involved. That had happened already once this year where Eren and her were in an argument, and they didn't need it happening again.

"You've been at his place the entire time?" Now Armin seemed a little upset by the news, and Levi cursed at his luck.

"It was an accident." He said through gritted teeth.

"These two-!" Mikasa began, but Armin hushed her before he could continue.

"One of you explain to me what's going on." He commanded and pointed to Eren and Levi.

"Eren and I fell asleep on my couch while we were watching a movie, and we woke up about half an hour ago. It was an accident." Levi explained.

"He shouldn't have been at your place." Eren's sister suddenly growled.

"If you really thought I had fucked your brother, don't you think it would have been obvious?" Levi spoke up and asked, though he could have been less blunt about it. Mikasa practically lunged at him, but Armin grabbed at her arm and pulled her back. Levi didn't even seem threatened let alone scared by the attempt. "Sex is obvious, isn't it? I didn't sleep with your brother in that way, so get you head out of the Goddamn gutter!"

"Screw you!" Mikasa bit out.

"Stop it!" Eren begged the two. His obvious sadness seemed to defuse the situation, if only for a moment. Mikasa and Levi saw the look in his glassy eyes, as if he was about ready to cry, and maybe he was. That was enough to get them to stop.

"Alright, that's enough." Armin released Mikasa from his death grip to help Eren up to his feet. When Eren was up, Armin began signing to him, questioning on what happened. Levi watched Eren sign, his hands in a frantic blur. Levi didn't even understand how Armin could read any of his signals when they were that fast, but he seemed just fine following along. Eren was making small grunting sounds, obviously frustrated with everything, and Levi felt bad. He couldn't control his own anger for five minutes to make sure Eren was alright.

"Alright, Eren, it's okay." Armin soothed while touching Eren's neck. Levi thought the motion was weird at first, but seeing how just a simple touch seemed to calm Eren down, he thought differently about the gesture. There was still a lot he didn't know about the kid, and a lot more that Armin knew about him. He wasn't sure why he felt threatened by that. "Mikasa, they're telling the truth."

"How can you be so sure?" Mikasa asked. Armin turned to look over his shoulder, a small smile on his lips, though it was goofy and a little crooked. He knew himself why that was though, and it was probably because what he was about to say was going to upset Mikasa.

"Because Levi is right." He admitted. "Even if they were lying, it'd be obvious. Besides, why would Eren lie to us?"

"Because Levi told him to." Mikasa tried to accuse, but Armin gave her a look that asked if she was being serious.

"You know Eren wouldn't do that. He'd tell us." The tension seemed to dissipate into nothing now. Mikasa's anger seemed to be placed with an odd sense of relief, like Armin was the only person she could believe in this world, though she was still livid with the older man and Levi was just relieved now that the problem was averted. He'd have to thank Armin for settling their issues later when he got the time.

"Whatever..." Mikasa scoffed and looked at her brother. "Eren, you're grounded for the next two weeks." She signed to him. Eren's only response that Levi could make out was a sound of surprise and distress before he began signing, trying to get his way out of his punishment. "No, Eren, no. You should have kept your phone on you."

"Hey, M-Mikasa," Armin tried to intervene.

"I don't care. You should have known better." Mikasa wasn't listening to him. She wasn't listening to anyone, and she wasn't going to listen. Why did she have to be so stubborn about this?

"Mikasa-" Eren tried again, but she wasn't going to listen.

"No, Eren." She wasn't going to budge, was she? No, she definitely wasn't, and when Eren knew it, it wasn't the most gratifying thing in the world. It was the easiest way to put him down, and anyone who knew Eren knew it well.

"I hate you!" Eren shouted, his hands balled into fists by his side. A look of pain, both physically and mentally, came across Mikasa's face. Though she tried to hide her pain by looking away, it was utterly obvious. Her black eyes became red, tears lining at the edges of her lashes. Why she tried to hide it didn't make sense, but it didn't matter to Levi.

He wasn't going to tolerate that.

"Oi, brat!" Levi grabbed at Eren's arm and pulled him away, putting a good amount of distance between them and his family. Eren didn't try to pull away from Levi, but when he saw the look on Levi's face, a look of anger, he faltered. Levi reached for Eren's backpack and yanked it open to grab at his notebook. "Brat, what do you think you are doing?" He wrote down.

"She started it!" Eren accused, a groan leaving him as he stomped like a child, which he was essentially.

"I don't care! I'm ending it," Eren looked at the words with worry, his confusion showing quickly. He looked up at Levi, trying to voice his confusion, but it seemed that he quickly got the idea of what he meant when it seemed to flash across his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Eren's hand shook lightly as he wrote, as if he was slowly figuring out what was about to happen. Maybe he was trying to deny it to himself, or maybe he was showing his confusion. Either way, the realization was sinking in, and it was happening fast.

"Eren, that's your sister, and this is your family. You only have her and Armin, and I'm not going to be the reason for messing with you guys." Levi let out a huff of annoyance, a strange twinge of pain in his chest as he wrote the words. Why was this upsetting him so much?

"What does that mean?"

"Eren, you're a good kid, and I really do like you, but I'm not coming between you and your family." After Eren read the words, Levi could see how his eyes became glassy. Knowing that he was going to make the kid cry was one thing, but he had to break his heart. This was his family, the only family he had as far as Levi knew. He didn't know about parents, grandparents, or distant family, but it didn't matter.

He wouldn't mess with any of it.

"L-Levy..." Eren mumbled with a stutter. Levi slowly handed the notebook back to Eren, who took it with shaking hands. Levi reached up and touched the boy's slightly red cheek, his fingers drawing lines under his eyes. One tear managed to worm its way from his watery eye, slipping to Levi's cold skin before Levi could wipe it away. He stood up on his toes, momentarily cursing himself for being so short before kissing the side of his cheek where the tear fell. When he pulled away, it seemed like the kiss only caused more trouble for Eren, who produced more tears.

"I'm sorry..." Levi signed to him and whispered. Eren's gaze drifted to the ground, and as Levi started to walk away, it didn't lift again. Levi got back in his car, daring one last peek at the family outside.

He should have known better than to do that.

With his head hung low, Eren slowly made his way back to his family. Levi couldn't see the brunette's face with his back turned to him, but even from this distance, he could see the subtle shivers in his shoulders, shivers that only would come from crying. Mikasa was still upset by the previous admission from Eren, but she tried to console him. He didn't want to hear it from her, but Armin had better luck, only touching Eren's shoulder in a silent apology for him.

Armin must have understood. He was bright, and after something like that, he must have known about what Levi had told him. He must have known, and with the quick side glance he did, Levi knew that Armin was silently angry with him for hurting his friend. He wouldn't voice it, wouldn't even show it in front of Eren, but he knew. All he did was pat Eren's back, no words leaving his lips and his hands stagnant where they were. Eren thanked the blond for trying, and turning his head gave Levi the only opportunity to see Eren's face.

And he really was crying.

Had he really broken his heart?

A/N: I know! I know~! I promise I have a method to all of this madness! Don't pick characters (And I know who you're picking) to hate yet! We aren't done! X'D