*Levi's POV*

"Can I have the check please?" I ask quietly as the waiter stops at...my table. My throat clenched from emotions so speaking louder wasn't exactly an option. "Sorry, what was that?" The waiter's eyes glance down at the two untouched plates of food before looking back at me, concerned.

I rake a hand through my hair, clenching the strands in my fist. "I said i'll take the check." The waiter hurries off and  I close my eyes, letting my head fall forward onto the table top. Turning my head to the side I look through the restaurant's large window too see the night time sky.

After about an hour of still being alone I should have just left.

Deep down I wanted, no, hoped Eren would come back. If it were anyone else who took advantage of me like this, I would have tracked down their sorry ass fifteen minutes into their disappearing. But it wasn't anyone else, it was Eren.

So here I am, still sitting alone like the idiot I am, waiting for absolutely nothing. I honestly thought I had grown closer to the brat, and that this 'wish' could be fulfilled willingly. Guess I was wrong about that too.

"Levi? You're still here?"

Blinking slowly I sit back up and stare at Mike whose height rose far above my sitting figure. I didn't trust my voice at the moment so I just nod in response. Mike looks around before scrunching his brow. "Hey...where did Ere-"

I stand up, causing my chair to screech loudly on the floor. "Shut up." The lump in my throat stung even more, and I have to clench my fists to the point where my nails dug into my skin.

It hurt to hold back everything I felt in side. Anger. Disappointment. Regret. Confusion. Sadness. Rejection. Is...Is this how he felt?

I quickly pull out my credit card and hand it to Mike, before quickly turning around and nearly running out of the restaurant. I ignored the people staring and I ignored Mike calling after me. My chest and eyes burned and I was now biting my lip to stop its tremble.

Suck it up, Levi. This isn't like you.

Standing in front of my Mustang I fumble with the keys, trying to pull them from my pocket. Finally fishing them out, they fall onto the cold floor out of my shaking hands. "Shit."

I quickly scoop them up and unlock my car. I need to calm down.

I get in the driver seat and am quick to start up the car's engine.  I try clearing my throat to relieve myself of some of the unbearable pain, but it comes out as more of a loud sob. Quickly placing my hand over my mouth, I close my eyes and lean my head back against my chair.

I knew I needed to get home as soon as possible. My eyes set straight forward, and my hands gripping onto the steering wheel to the point my knuckles were white, I was able to get back in a matter of seconds.

I fumble with my seat belt and struggle in taking the keys out of the ignition. Tears started to blur at my vision and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out any longer.

I run to my front door with shaking hands and blurred vision and unlocked it, nearly falling through the door when it opened. Now safe in the confinements of my home I couldn't hold back anymore.

I completely broke down in a mess of angry curses and heartbroken tears.

****

"I came as soon as you called!" I hear the female's frantic voice at the entrance of my house before I see her. It didn't take her long to find my curled up figure on the couch, surrounded by empty windex bottles.

"Oh my god!" I see Hanji's figure run up to me, dropping a box she had in hand in favour of grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. Glancing around at the windex, she squeals. I slump forward a bit, to tired to give a crap about her shaking me around. "What did you do?!"

I tiredly look up at her. "I didn't drink them. I just clean when I'm stressed."

Hanji visibly sighs in relief and her hands fall away from me. "What's all this?" I nod my head at the upside down, flat box.

Turning to the box, she squeals. "Oh no!" Hanji rushes off of the couch and practically dives onto the floor, scooping it up. She opens the box, revealing a steaming pizza.

"It's your favourite~" She chirps.

"I don't want your dammed pizza. Why did you bring it anyway?" I snap, bringing my knees up to my chest and turning my back on Hanji. "Oh come on! Everyone know that pizza heals everything. Plus it's the one thing that never lets you down. It's aaaallways there for you."

"What type of things have you been snorting today?"

"Aw, don't be like that! I came here to help. And you know I don't do drugs!"

"Yeah, because I can totally tell." I feel my throat clench. Talking wasn't exactly helping as much as I was hoping. It just seemed to pull out more emotions, even though the topic was innocent. Sort of.

After a short pause I feel a soft tapping on my shoulder. "What?!" I turn around to see Hanji holding out a slice of pizza dressed with pineapple.

I let out a small sigh.

I grab at the pizza slice, not caring for the mess that may follow after.

"Now, why don't you tell me what's wrong, my whittle midget?" She tries for a smile but I stay silent, only shifting slightly in my seat.

Hanji's grin slowly disappears and she takes a seat next to me on the couch. "What could have possibly done this to you? I haven't seen you like this sense...well, never." I cringe at her words, feeling the regret and sadness starting to flood back.

I lean toward the girl next to me, grabbing the sides of her shirt in my hands. I place my head in her lap to hide the tear that found its way down my cheek. "Help me. Please, help me."

I feel a hand stroking at my head and I calm down a bit, releasing Hanji from my death grip. "Hush, hush. Why don't you just tell me what's got you acting like this?"

"It's stupid. It really is..." Pizza long forgotten, I let out a small sigh. "I might as well start from the beginning or else none of this will make any sense."

"I have aaaallll day."

"You see, it all started a few weeks ago when this brat, who I hadn't talked to in ages, decided to ask me some huge favor..."

*****

*Eren's POV* 2 days later

I pace my bedroom, with my hands in my hair. Blue eyes follow me back and forth as I constantly walk past them. "Armin, I don't know what to do!"

"How about you start with sitting down. You've been walking back and forth for over fifteen minutes. You're giving me a headache." He groans in response.

Releasing a sigh, I take a seat on my bed next to him. "Happy now?" Before long, my leg starts tapping up and down from my anxiety. Armin glances down at it. "Some what."

"Armin, I shouldn't have done what I did. Its been two days and I still haven't heard a word from Levi. Knowing him he's probably going to come up with some huge scheme to get me back. What if he publicly embarrasses me? Or calls one of his friends to--"

"Eren!" Armin grabs onto my shoulders shaking me slightly. "He wouldn't do that! From what I've seen, he really likes you. Why can't you just accept the fact that whatever may have happened is in the past."

I sigh, laying down on my bed with my face in my pillows. "That's the thing, Armin. I really don't want to even risk what had happened to me years ago happen again. I just wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Well...Have you thought about going over to his house and talking to him about it?"

I sit up and open my mouth to protest, but I can't come up with anything to back me up on never doing so.

"Ah...Eren. It's been--"

"No,"

"--a long time. Don't you think--"

"Armin, shut up."

"--Its about time to confront this, and actually talk instead of--"

"Bla, bla, bla! Not listening!"

"Running away? Eren, go talk to him."

"Armin, you know I cant do that."

"Eren. Go."

"I can't--"

     "Believe you actually talked me into this." I was now standing in front of Levi's house, nearly bouncing from nervousness. A weird, dulled out buzzing noise could be heard from the other side of the front door. I turn to Armin.

"What's that sound?" I ask nervously. He shrugs. "You can't expect me to go in there! That weird sound has been going on for two days straight!" Armin just smiles before turning around. "I'll see you later,Eren! I've got the late shift at work today!" He waves at me hopping into his car.

Pouting, I hold up three fingers. "Read between the lines, you Fucker!" I yell as he speeds off down the street. I can't believe he has me doing this.

I turn back toward the front door of Levi's house and knock once. I wait.

Nothing.

I was tempted to just turn around and leave it at that. Maybe I should actually put an effort into talking to Levi...Its been long enough.

Instead of knocking, I go for ringing the door bell a few times. It took a moment, but the obnoxious buzzing turned off. No turning back now. I hear someone fiddling with the lock of the door. My heart starts to pound and I shift my weight from leg to leg as I wait in anticipation.

The lock seems to finally unlock completely and the door starts to slowly swing open. There in the doorway was the shorter man, with disheveled raven hair. Another thing, part of said hair and the lower half of his face were covered by...white bandannas?

In his hand was a duster and vacuum. Hm, now I know what that loud buzzing was.

Levi's eyes were red with lack of sleep, obvious bags under his eyes.

"What?" Levi grumbles, his voice slightly muffled from the cloth covering his mouth. I blink a few times before responding. "Do you mind if I come in? I want to talk to you."

Levi squints his eyes at me before pulling the cloth over his mouth down. We stay like this for a few seconds, staring at each other, until Levi speaks. "Yes." He takes a step back, slamming the door shut.

I scowl at the closed door. "Come on! I just want to talk! Plus, I may kinda, sorta, maybe feel like a jerk about the other day." I wait a few moments and the door still stays closed. "Listen...I came here to talk to you about what happened when we were younger...I decided to finally hear you out." Still, nothing happens.

Fine, if he wants to be this way then that's his problem. I turn away from the door and start to walk way.

"Whatever. If this is how it's going to be, that's absolutely fine with me." I yell over my shoulder,  "I just thought you'd be as sick of hating each other for so long as I am. If you don't want to fix what's been broken then--"

"Shut the hell up, Jeager." I turn around to see Levi standing in his doorway with arms crossed. "Get inside before I change my mind."

And so I do exactly that.