Big shoutout to my proof reader, Zoey. She's helped me a ton with these two chapters, and I'm not sure what I would do without her for this story hahah. :)

Song: 7Lions - Born To Run.
Couldn't find a cool pirate song, aha.

Levi 》
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"Levi, you're too cruel." Hanji chuckled, leaning against the railing of the ship. Her fingers played with her long brown hair, that was usually in a ponytail, but was currently down so she could wear her hat.

Shrugging, I kept my hands on the helm. "His own fault. He decided to be a dumbass, and try to steal from The Cursed Maria. He's fine with cleaning, so we're all good."

"He's only a young lad, I'm sure he didn't mean it. How long you planning you keeping him here?"

"As long as it takes." I muttered, glancing down at the kid who was supposed to be cleaning the deck, but was currently looking up at me. "Oi, kid! The fuck are you looking at? Get back to work before I grab a whip!"

He gasped, and went straight back to work, grabbing a sponge. But of course that was after he stuck his tongue at me.

"Fucking shit head."

Hanji just chuckled, shaking her head. "He's got spunk, I like him."

"Well, I don't. Tempted to go ahead and throw him off ship."

She poked my cheek once, not even caring that I sent her a harsh glare. "Did you lose something again?"

I raised an eyebrow up, in question. "Huh?"

She clicked her tongue, smirking. "You're always losin' it, Levi. You're so forgetful."

"The hell are you tal-" my hand wandered up to my head, feeling nothing but my red band and my hair. "Where the fuck is it? Hanji, give it back."

Her hand appeared from her back, my hat in hand. "Only if you say please!"

"I'm not saying please, just give me the bloody hat back." I hiss at her, reaching for it but she moved back a step. I gritted my teeth together hard, glaring at her. "Please."

She tossed the hat towards me and threw her head back in a cackle. "See!? Wasn't too hard, aye?"

I fixed the hat properly on my head, not sending her a glance and kept my eyes on the sea. I always watched the sea, making sure no other ship, who could be enemies and wanting to attack, even though Gunther was in the Crow's nest above and keeping watch with his spyglass. Mike would stand beside me, or at the helm if I wasn't present, and sniff out the ships. Still kind of creeped me out...

Speaking of Mike and his sniffing, I all of sudden could hear loud sniffing noises from beside me. "What do you smell, Mike?" I asked, knowing he caught something.

"Smells like The Savage Sina, Captain." He replied, keeping his bored face present and his tense posture.

I groaned loudly, throwing my head back in annoyance. "I am in no mood to see his face."

"He's coming in fast, Sir."

"Fuck my life." I muttered, stepping away from the helm. "Fine, take over for me. I'll do the talking."

He nodded once before taking my place at the wheel, eyes forward and kept his nose up a bit to catch any whiff of anything else.

I stomped down the stairs, aware that the kid was watching my every move as I walked to the rail when I saw a ship coming towards us.

"Who is it?" I heard the kid ask. I still haven't learned his name yet.

I turned to the boy who was staring at the incoming ship. I rolled my eyes, resting my hands on the side railing. "A man who I would love to drive my sword through." I sneered, watching as the ship came closer to the side of my own.

"What's he done to you?" He wondered, moving closer to me until he was at my side.

I glanced at him from the side and sent him a glare. "Why would you care? You're just a cabin boy, get back to work." I ordered. His facial expression turned to anger before he walked off, hopefully to go clean.

When the ship got closer, my ship and his own raised the sails to force our ships to come to a slow stop. I saw the man I hated walk down his stairs and walked to his Main Deck and when he caught my eye, he sent me an evil smirk.

"Ah, Levi. It's been awhile. You look as angry as ever." He said to me, nodding his head towards me once, acknowledging me.

My lip twitched in a sneer, watching him. "Kenny." It came out as a harsh growl, exactly how I wished it to. "You look damn ugly as ever."

He let out a laugh, holding his stomach. "You're always so honest. Funny how we cross paths again after so long. How long has it been now?" His finger touched his chin, as if it he had a really difficult time to remember.

My hands gripped tightly onto the wooden railing. "Five years; not near long enough."

His finger left his chin, sticking up. "Ah! That's it. Five years, aye? I'm starting to miss the old days and the fun we had. You were too fun to teach to fight with swords. You were so tiny too!"

It took all I had to not reach for my pistol from my belt and aim at his god damn ugly, dirty face. "Can't say the same, I don't exactly miss those days."

He waved it off as if it were nothing. "You're so humble, Levi! You don't have to lie to me, we all know you looked up to me."

"You're fucking full of it aren't ya? Full of God damn bullshit, you are. Get the fuck outta here before I blow of your face off, you son of a bitch!" I yelled, grabbing my pistol and aimed it at him before cocking it.

His only reaction was another bellowed laugh. "You're still just as violent! Considering how angry you seem, I'd say you're after Commander Erwin, aye?"

My eyebrow raised at this. My hand lowered the pistol slowly. "Commander Erwin? He's still alive?"

Kenny nodded. "That he is. Saw him in the flesh and bone two months ago."

"The fuck did he want from you?"

He shrugged, raising his hands up. "Nothing much. But now that you mention it, I do reckon he mentioned you once or twice."

My hand gripped the pistol tight before raising it back up at his face. "What does he want with me?!"

He smirked, shifting his weight to one leg. "To kill you, mate. He was asking where you were."

I hit my free fist on the wooden railing hard in frustration. "And what the fucking hell did you tell him!"

He smiled. "Told him that you were probably on the way to him. He's waiting for ya." He replied, looking at his nails. "Either that, or he's on his way to you. Can't remember exactly went down that day; it was one or the other."

"You fucking asshole! You have no brain cells, do you?! Give me one damn bloody reason why I shouldn't shoot your face off right now!"

He glanced back at me, tilting his head at me. "Because, I'm here to save ya! What kind of uncle would I be to not even help out my nephew?"

I looked at him as if he were stupid. "Oh really? And how the fuck do you plan on saving me?"

He spread his arms besides him, gesturing toward his ship. "Join my crew, obviously! He's not coming after my ship, he's after yours!"

At that, I laughed. "You're kidding, right? I'd rather shoot myself than join your crew!" To make my point even clearer, I pointed my pistol towards my head, hearing a sharp gasp from Petra who suddenly was right behind me. "You've gotta be stupid to think I'd even step foot into your dirty ship!" I removed my pistol from my head, sticking it back into my belt.

He shrugged. "Your loss. Just don't come crawling to me when he attacks and your ship sinks."

I snorted. "My crew and I won't let that happen. If I see him, he's dead. Him and his stupid, proper and annoying English crew aren't any better than us."

Kenny started walking back up his stairs, towards the Quarter Deck where his helm was. "Very well then, Nephew. I gave you an option, you declined. I do wish the best of luck to you and your crew. Don't make me look like a bad uncle, and die."

I rolled my eyes, pushing myself off from the railing, turning around. "You make it sound like you were a good uncle."

I stomped away from the railing and walked up the stairs to my own helm. Mike stepped aside to let me take his place. I looked down at my crew who were all standing and looking at me with widen eyes. "What are you all looking at?! Drop the sails and get back to work!"

I kept my face looking forward, glaring at the sea in front of me as if it cursed me with an uncle like Kenny. I was in no mood for his bullshit, and him saying all that shit just blew it. Erwin Smith was Commander in the Navy, and seemed to expect everyone to bow down to him and call him His Highness; or what I would like to call His Highney. I had attempted to kill him a few years ago, and thought I succeeded, but apparently he's still crawling. The fuck is he, immortal? I swear to the seas I shot him between the eyes.

"Captain...?"

My glaze snapped over to the voice, and saw the thief boy standing next to me. I really needed to catch his name.

"What, kid?" I snapped, glaring at him.

"Sorry for eavesdropping, but am I correct in saying you mentioned Erwin... As in Smith?"

Raising an eyebrow, I removed a hand from the helm to place it on my hip. "If I were to say you are correct, what do you have to say about him?"

He awkwardly coughed, and rubbed the back of his neck. "I stole from him, nearly two weeks ago. I know his current location, if it would help you with anything."

My eyes widened a fraction at his words and my lips parted in surprise. "What? Well why the fuck didn't you tell me earlier?!"

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "well, I mean, I just heard abo-"

"Never mind that, where the hell is he?"

He suddenly looked confident in himself, though I could see some fear in his eyes, and stood tall. "I won't just tell you. I expect some kind of offer in return."

I groaned loudly. "Of course you do." I removed my other hand from the helm, Mike quickly taking over, and walked down the stairs, with the kid following behind. "Before we discuss what you want in return, give me your name."

"Eren, sir." He mumbled. "Eren Jaeger."

I nodded once, opening the doors to my office with Eren hesitantly following. "Okay, Eren. What do you want in return? Anything besides going free. You're not near done working your mistake off. Savvy?" I asked, looking back to glance at him.

He nodded as well, "Yes, of course."

I sat in my chair behind my desk, motioning for Eren to sit in front of me. "Good. Now, what is it you want?"

He inhaled a sharp breath before letting it all out in a slow blow. He smiled sheepishly before resting a dirty elbow on my wooden desk. I glared at the limb until he realized and removed it. "Thing is... I'm not sure yet."

I stared at him for a moment before leaning down and resting my forehead on my desk. "Are you fucking with me?"

I heard him cough awkwardly again. "No, sir. I apologize. I-I just wasn't prepared for this."

"There's got to be something you want in return. Clothes? Food? A damn bath? Anything?" I asked, peeking at him by tilting my head to the side on my desk.

He puffed out his chest, and I caught a flush on his cheeks. "Would I be allowed to chose from all of those, plus others?"

I rolled my eyes, sitting back in my seat. "If that will make you happy, sure." I replied bitterly, folding my arms across my chest.

He nodded, staring at his dirt stained hands. "I would like to have a higher title on the ship, other than being your cabin boy, sir."

I huffed sharply. "And what title would that be?"

"I would like to be your Quarter Master."

I dipped my head down to get a better view of his eyes, to see if he was actually kidding. He glanced up at me and his eyes were serious. I blinked once, twice. "You're joking, right?" He shook his head. "No. Absolutely not. A Quarter Master is considered almost the Captain's equal. You are a young boy, a thief. I am not letting some kid be my equal."

He shrugged, getting up from his seat. "I guess Commander Smith will end up with no surprise attack then."

I gritted my teeth, watching him walk towards the doors. I about slapped myself across the face at the words that came from my mouth, "Wait." He halted. "Fine, you'll be my Quarter Master."

He turned on his heel, wearing a smug smirk as he took his seat back into the chair. "Very well." He replied, grinning.

I resisted the urge to lean over my desk and slap that shit eating grin off his mouth. I somehow succeeded with resisting. "Anything else your dumb ass would like?" I asked, glaring at him.

He touched his chin with his finger, acting like he was thinking hard. "Now that you mention it, I do in fact have one other thing."

I waited as patiently my body would allow me for him to continue, but no other words came out. I banged my fist on the desk with force, getting his attention. "Out with it already, then, you shit."

He rolled his head, crossing his leg on top of the other. "I would like to see what is behind your eyepatch."

My answer was quick to that. "No. We're done here." Standing up from my chair, I started off to the doors before Eren caught my wrist. "Let go of me before I cut your hand off!"

"Why won't you show me?!" He asked, ignoring my threat.

"Because that's none of your business." I replied quickly, trying to jerk my hand from his. He was stronger than he looked.

"What's the big deal? Or do you actually have some kind of demon behind the patch?"

I stilled my hand, but continued to glare where he held my wrist. "No." I muttered. "It's just no one's business."

"I won't tell anyone."

"That's not the issue, Eren! You don't need to know."

Eren was quiet after that, looking a bit let down. I cursed at myself when I momentarily felt bad for yelling at him, his eyes looked incredibly sad. "Okay."

I jerked my hand back once, reminding him that he still had ahold of me. "Can you let me go now?"

His grip loosened, his hand falling down on his lap. He cleared his throat for a moment before speaking up. "Erwin's at Shiganshina. He plans on staying there for a month."

I nodded at this new information, fixing my sleeve to my coat. "Thank you." I muttered, leaving the office and stopped at the door to look back at him. "And Eren, don't let me down being my Quarter Master."

His head turned to look at me and his face lightened up a bit. "Yes, Captain!"

Sighing loudly, I left the room and found Petra cleaning a cannon by the rail. Her hair hooded around her face as she leaned down. She looked focused on getting the cannon as clean as she could; just like I liked it.

Stepping up to her, she smiled when she saw me. "Hi, Captain." She whispered, but her smile faded when she realized I wasn't very happy. "Everything okay?"

I nodded, and sighed as I looked out to the sea as small waves rocked the ship. "Just fine. I found out Erwin's location, which is something."

"Oh, that's great. We'll be able to sneak up on him then, yeah?" She spoke quietly, standing up from her crouching position, but she still had a frown on her face.

"Yeah." I mumbled, not really knowing what else to say.

"You're a horrible liar." She replied, letting out a chuckle from under her breath.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why do you say that?"

"You're obviously not very happy. No need to lie to me." She said, sending me a sad smile.

Petra could see right through my lies, no matter what. I always thought I was a good liar, but apparently not to Petra. Which it pissed me off at times.

I groaned before I shrugged one shoulder. "It's nothing, Petra. I'm just tired." Yeah, I lied, as if she couldn't tell.

Petra rolled her eyes before pulling me into a hug. Her arms wrapped tightly around my shoulders, burying her face into my neck. "You don't have to lie, Levi. It's okay to tell someone what's wrong."

I tensed up a bit at the sudden hug, but I wouldn't say I didn't enjoy it. Though I would never admit it, I actually liked hugs a lot, especially Petra's. Her hugs were full of emotion, and were warm and inviting. She was always there if you needed a shoulder to lean on, and I liked her for that. I would never go to Hanji for these things, she was not the right person for this kind of things. I learned that the hard way. When Hanji goes in for a hug, you're stuck in the hug for ten minutes. Worst ten minutes of my life. I will only go to Hanji for pep talks, not comfort.

"Thanks, Petra." I muttered, resting my chin on her head and gently wrapping my arms around her small frame.

I felt her smile against the skin of my neck and she pulled back before kissing my cheek gently. "You're welcome. Now, go and be a Captain. Man up, Levi!"

I rolled my eyes at her and turned to the back of the ship. Walking slowly back to my office, I found Eren still sitting at the desk and looking down at his palms.

"I'm sorry. That was rude of me to ask something like that, something so private to you." He mumbled, not looking back at me. "It's just, I always hear people talking about your eye, so I was curious."

I gripped my hands into fists and let out a heavy sigh and moved towards him. I stopped behind him, swaying on my feet. "It's okay, Eren. Don't stress it."

He turned his head back to glance at me but averted his eyes from mine. "That was really out of line for me. You shouldn't forgive me for that, Captain."

At that, I threw my head back and resisted the urge to groan loudly. "I've already forgiven you, so just let it be before you get me bloody angry again."

He nodded slowly and I made my way back over to my desk and sat down. Grabbing my rum bottle, I bit into the cork and used my teeth to pull if off. I spat it on my desk and offered the bottle towards Eren. He looked at me questionably, as if it was the strangest thing to offer him some rum.

"Come on kid, take it or leave it." I muttered, shaking the bottle in my hand.

He took the bottle after that and downed a few sips.

"Now, I have a few things to clear up with you." I started off and crossed my legs. "You want to be my Quarter Master. Are you aware of the responsibilities of that?"

He swirled the rum around in the bottle, and propped his feet up on my desk and folded his ankles. Usually, I would throw a fit about dirty boots being on my desk, but I tried my best to not let it bother me and get me angry again.

He tapped the bottle with his finger nail a few times before replying. "Aye; believe so. Like, during battles, I can give commands. Uh - I receive half of the loot -"

"You won't be receiving half of the loot. Some, but not half. You're still just a thief to me who carries information about Erwin that I need. I won't view you as my equal until you prove to me you are worthy." I butt in, glancing at my nails. I peeked up at him and saw him looking back at me. "Savvy?"

He nodded once. "Understood."

"Good." I replied, removing my tricorn hat and let my hair ravel down. I kept my hair in my hat at times because it made my neck sweat and got in my way. I'd never cut it though, I took too much pride in it. "Now, tell me everything you know about Smith." I said, sneering at the man's name.

Eren's eyebrows rose, moving the rum from his lips. "Since when had that been part of the deal?"

I sent him a glare. "You asked me to make you my Quarter Master, you will tell me about Smith or you're back to scrubbing the poop deck."

He looked taken back, blinking a few times before speaking. His finger played with his hoop earring as he spoke. "I don't know much. I know that he's looking for a new crew, a big crew."

Sighing, I fell back into my seat. "Great. That means more people to sneak by."

"Do you plan on killing him?" Eren asked, looking up at me through his fringe of hair.

I looked at him as if he was stupid. "Bloody hell, yes I am. I tried once before, but obviously it didn't work."

"What did he do to you, if you don't mind me asking, Captain?"

I gritted my teeth at the question. "Let's just say... He took something from me."

He nodded, taking it that I didn't want to speak of this. "If he took something from you, why not do more that just straight up kill him? Why not kidnap him and keep him hostage?"

I raised an eyebrow at his suggestion, leaning forward to rest my elbow on my desk. "Not a bad idea. Starve him near to death? Not bad, kid."

He looked momentarily smug, wearing a smirk.

"Now, let's find you some clean clothes."

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Sorry, no violence this chapter. I'll try to put some in next chapter. c: this chapter was just a bit of a filler, not much action besides grumpy, childish Levi ahah.

Thank you guys for reading! I'm glad you all are enjoying this story. It's fun to write!

Tell me what you think, and leave some ideas if you want!
Kade