Sorry for the long wait I just got back from Wisconsin! I'm trying hard to update sooner rather than later. Thanks for all the reviews, favs and follows. To Diva Quinzel: First off, I love the Joker and Harley Quinn! Best dysfunctional and psychotic relationship ever! And in the manga Eren has golden eyes, but in the anime he has green eyes. I normally prefer him having green eyes, but I decided to be different this time. I think that him having yellow eyes rather than green makes Eren seem a little more aloof and more mysterious. Also, Isayama said in an interview that Levi was clumsy when it came to love, and that he was into taller people, so I tried to place off this information.

He crawled onto my lap and nuzzled his nose into my neck. I felt unbelievably aroused as I stared at the male in front of me, "Why are you doing this? What do you want?"

Levi stared at me with a puzzled expression. He blushed and snuggled into the crook of my neck, "I don't want anything. I just want you."

"Y-you what?" I shrieked as I shoved the smaller boy with nervous hands. I could feel a nervous bead of sweat drip down the back of my neck as Levi fell backwards onto the couch with a soft thud. He landed on his back, and pushed up on his arms to stare at me with wide eyes, a change from the normal bored expression he usually donned.

Levi quirked a thin eyebrow and cocked his head to the side as he studied me. A small smile curled onto his thin lips, "Are you playing hard to get?" he purred as he sat up on the couch.

I could feel my own eyes widen in disbelief. Where was the cold, arrogant boy who kicked my ass after group therapy? When did he become this flirtatious nymph? I ran a worried hand through my hair as Levi began slowly crawling towards me once more. He climbed into my lap and wrapped his slender arms around my neck. I felt my face heat up as the smaller male's warmth spread throughout me. I stiffened in surprise. It was strangely comforting, and confusing at the same time. What the hell was going on?

When I did not return his embrace, Levi wrapped his legs tightly around my waist and pressed a kiss to my neck, right above my jugular. His nimble hands slid from my neck down to my back. I could feel my body go rigid, but I couldn't bring myself to stop, nor encourage the enticing raven. His hands tickled me and continued to slide lower and lower. As his hands roamed my body he traced my jawline with his tongue. I could feel my eyelids flutter as he caressed me. I could feel his steel grey eyes staring at me through my lashes, and I swore I saw a smirk play across his lips as he licked me. I was unbelievably aroused, and I couldn't fathom how I went from hating the small boy to blindly desiring him. I really was crazy, wasn't I?

After licking my jawline, Levi placed a soft kiss on my nose. He licked his thin lips as he watched me hungrily. I couldn't help but stare at the soft, pink lips and wonder what the smaller boy tasted like. His hands traced lazy circles into my back as he gave me a wicked smile, "You're staring. Do you want to kiss me?"

I bit my lip nervously and stared at the raven haired boy. Was I dreaming? Had we gotten into a crash on his motorcycle on the way to Levi's house and I was now stuck in a gloriously unrealistic dream? I was trying my best to think with my brain rather than my dick, but it was nearly impossible to do with a boy I was unbelievably attracted to sitting on my lap. I opened my mouth to speak, but I found my mouth horribly dry, "W-well—I—."

"Yes go on?" he asked in an amused tone.

"I thought that you hated me?" I asked, bewildered, "You shoved me against a tree and kicked my ass and now you're sitting in my lap asking me if I want to kiss you? You-you said you weren't gay, in fact you were pretty adamant about it! What the hell is wrong with you?"

Levi nuzzled his nose into the crook of my neck and sighed, "That was then brat and this is now. You're…not quite what I expected when I first met you. I admit, you looked like a sniveling mama's boy when we first met, but there's something in you. There's fire and there's passion. I've always liked my girls feisty anyways."

"But I'm not a girl?" I asked.

Levi lazily flicked my Adam's apple and traced my jawline with a finger, "I suppose that's true Jaeger. You are in fact male; otherwise you'd be the manliest girl I've ever met anyways. Or perhaps you are the girliest man I've ever met? It doesn't really matter in any case though. So no, you may not be a girl, but there's something there. There's a beast inside of you, and I find that I quite like it. I'm willing to make an exception for you. Whether than makes me gay or bi of or whatever I don't know, and quite frankly, I don't care. I always get what I want. And I want you."

"A-and you want me?" I squeaked, pointing at myself for confirmation.

"Yes," Levi stressed, in an annoyed tone, "I thought I've made that quite clear? Now are you going to sit there all damn day looking constipated or are you going to suck me off?"

I felt the color drain from my face as I looked at the smaller, but much more built boy in front of me. I still had yet to come to term with my feelings for him let alone my sexuality. I gulped loudly, "Y-you want me to w-what?"

"Suck me off," Levi drawled as he rolled his eyes, "Did I fucking stutter?"

I could feel my breath constrict in my throat as Levi shifted his weight in my lap. There was a painfully obvious bulge in his pants now and as he moved, I felt it nudge against my thigh. Levi smirked at me and I felt his hand slide over my bare chest. He leaned forward and licked my ear as his hand tweaked my nipple. All I could do was whimper softly.

My father always said I wasn't good in stressful situations. It was one of my greatest faults. I would always lash out violently, or I would shut down completely. It happened a lot before my black outs and much more frequently when I was a child. Whenever I was placed in a stressful situation I would go crazy and attack whoever I was with and destroy whatever was closest to me. This generally happened most of the time. On the rare occasions that I didn't lash out my body and my mind would shut down and I would be reduced to a useless heap. It appeared as if I was comatose. I would slip away from my mind and fall into a deep sleep. I could only count the number of times I shut down on a single hand. The outcome was very bizarre and very rare. My father and the doctors told me that my brain was firing signals that my body didn't quite understand and my body would shut down in an attempt to cope with these misfires. These little mishaps would eventually pave the way for my blackouts and the many drugs and therapy sessions that plagued my otherwise happy childhood. And at this moment, dear gods, I mentally cursed my inability to cope. I could feel my body going lax and my mind beginning to go blank. My breaths became shorter and shallower as I felt myself slipping into a state of unconsciousness. I could see Levi's lips moving but I couldn't quite hear what he was saying.




I looked at him.

"I'm sorry, what Levi?" I asked as I shook off the dull, and numbing feeling that ached in the back of my mind.

"Jesus brat, you were spacing out on me. Way to kill the fucking mood," he said shifting in my lap as he rested his head in the crook of my lap, "How about focusing those pretty eyes on me instead of the wall, eh?"

I blushed a deep shade of red, "You think I have pretty eyes?"

"Yes brat, isn't that what I just fucking said? Or were you spacing out again?" Levi sighed, "Man, you sure are an air head. I suppose that isn't a bad thing though. You remind me of a few girls I know. Hell, if you weren't as girly as you are, this thing between us would have never worked."

"I—what?" I asked as the blush spread from my face to my neck, "I'm not girly!"

Levi chuckled softly, "Sure you are. You've got those big, doe like eyes and those long eyelashes. Your skin is soft, and supple and pretty hairless for a guy. You barely have any muscle going on. I mean, maybe your balls haven't dropped yet and you haven't gone through puberty or something, but there's no denying, you're a twink."

My eyes hardened as Levi's words sunk in. Was he complimenting me or insulting me? I angrily shoved at Levi with an open palm, "You're one to talk! You kidnapped me and brought me to your house, ripped my shirt off and started kissing me and snuggling up on me!"

He looked at me and rolled his eyes, "Put your claws away kitty, I'm not here to hurt you," he said as he grasped my hand and pressed a soft kiss into my palm.

I yanked my hand away angrily and glared at the raven, "Girly or not, I'm still taller than you asshole."

"Mmm, that you are kitten. And it just so happens I like taller girls," Levi purred as he stretched his hand out to pet my cheek, "And that pout on your lips is absolutely adorable."

"Stop calling me a girl," I muttered as I shied away from Levi's touch.

"Whatever," he mumbled as he flicked my nose, "You hungry? Cause I sure as hell am. Wanna get outta here and grab something to eat?"

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly as Levi pulled his shirt back on and helped me into mine, "I don't know, I forgot my wallet at home this morning."

"Don't worry about, it's my treat. You're my girl now, so I'll be taking care of you from now on," he said with a smirk.

"I'm not a girl! And even if I was a girl, I wouldn't be your girl you asshat!" I shouted, "I don't have to go anywhere with you anyways! I could call my mother right now to come and pick me up right now if I wanted to! So go ahead and keep talking jackass."

"Do you not want to be seen with me?" Levi asked suddenly.

"What?" I asked.

"Do I embarrass you or something? I walked past you twice at school and you didn't say anything to me. Hell you didn't even wave or look my way. Then today in the parking lot you wouldn't even let me touch you. And now you don't want to go out with me? What gives?" Levi asked angrily, "Have you not come out of the closet yet or something?"

"What? No! I mean yes, gah I mean no! Just, just stop. Okay?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest defensively, "You're confusing me!"

"Then I'll simplify it for you brat, "Levi said as he pushed me down and pinned me on the couch tigtly by my wrists, "You are mine. Your mind, your body, your soul, your heart, are all mine, got that? You belong to me, and in return, I belong to you. And if I see any other bastard try to touch you I will break his fucking fingers. I never want to see your eyes stray from me, do you understand that? Keep those pretty eyes of yours on me at all times and I will treat you like a fucking princess. I'll take care of you, I'll buy you whatever you want, and I'll be a fucking gentleman. But the minute you cross me, all hell will freeze over."

I watched Levi speak a wild look gleamed in his stormy grey eyes. I wasn't happy with the raven laying claim on me. He was pushy, rude, and short tempered. I didn't like the power Levi held over me, it was thick and suffocating. This wasn't at all how I imagined my first romantic relationship to be, but the crazed look in Levi's eyes made me frightened to outright reject the older male. I already knew he could kick my ass. So I definitely wasn't too keen on finding out "what hell looked like frozen over."

I contemplated telling Levi to fuck off but at the same time I couldn't help the undeniable attraction I felt for Levi. And even if I rejected him, I would still be forced to see Levi in school and in group therapy. There would be no way to avoid any future awkward encounters with Levi and potential arguments. And if Levi decided to make my life a living hell for rejecting him, I could expect several ass whoopings in my near future. I bit my lip. Wordlessly, I nodded as I swallowed the nervous lump on my throat. For now, I would accept the odd predicament I was in.

"I-if I say okay will you promise not to hurt me? You won't hit me or beat me up or anything?"

"Yes. I promise you Eren, I won't hurt you. Okay?" Levi asked impatiently, "Do you understand?"

"Y-yes," I murmured softly.

Levi stared at me for a few moments before he released my wrists and helped me sit up. My wrists ached and I would definitely have bruises from the death grip Levi had on my wrists while he pinned me down. I sighed and rubbed them gingerly.

"Did I hurt you?" Levi asked as softly took my wrists into his nimble hands and inspected them.

"No shit asshat," I spat angrily, "How am I supposed to explain these bruises to my parents? Hell how am I supposed to explain me skipping group therapy?"

" I'm sorry. Don't worry about your parents; I'll take the blame for you when I drop you off at home later tonight. We can discuss the details later after we finish eating," Levi said after he pressed light, feathery kisses to my bruised wrists.

He gently pulled me off of the couch. As we walked to the door, Levi rested his hand on the small of my back. It made me feel like a child, and his touch faintly reminded me of the controlling tugs to my sleeve I got from Mikasa. I did my best to shrug it off. I might as well get used to it, seeing as though I was now chained to the controlling raven. But at least as promised, he acted like a gentleman and opened the front door for me. He even put the helmet on for me and helped me onto his motorcycle. I fought the urge to smack the smug look off his face as I clung to Levi as he started his motor cycle and kicked off.

We rode from his house into the city and eventually we pulled up to a small café. We peeled the helmets off and Levi ushered me inside. Immediately, a warm aroma tickled my nose. I excitedly ran to the front counter and pushed my face against the glass to stare at the delicious sweets in the window. I could feel my mouth water as I eyed a particular cake that caught my eye.

"Eren," Levi scolded me as he pulled me by the back of my collar away from the glass, "Don't press your face against that, god knows when they last time they cleaned that was!"

He immediately pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and rubbed at my face. When he was done assaulting my face he poured a hand full of germ-x into my hand and forced me to rub my hands til they dried.

"Welcome to the Recon Café!" a cheery girl with short, strawberry blonde hair said, "I'll have you know I wiped the glass down three times during my shift Levi."

"There's nothing wrong with be cautious Petra," Levi said as he rubbed his hands down with the hand sanitizer for the third time.

"Whatever you say grumpy gills! Who's your new friend? You never come here unless you're with Isabel and Farlan?" the cheery girl name Petra inquired.

"This is Eren, he's mine," Levi said as he pulled me away from the tall blonde Mike who I recognized from group therapy, as he attempted to sniff me.

"Oh, that's nice…you're into men?" Petra asked as her smile faltered a bit.

"Sure," Levi responded as he snaked his arm around my wrist, "Get me the usual, mocha frap and a cinnamon roll and whatever the brat is having."

Petra and Levi looked at me expectantly and I blinked twice, "I've never been here before, but that cake right there looks good," I said as I pointed to the delightful cake in the glass window."

Petra smiled brightly and laughed as she got out Levi's cinnamon roll and my slice of coffee cake, "Nothing to drink Eren?"

I shrugged softly and Levi frowned, "Get the brat a hot chocolate."

"Right away," Petra said as she winked at me, "One mocha frap, one hot chocolate, one cinnamon roll, and one slice of coffee cake. That'll be 12.67."

Levi handed Petra a twenty dollar bill," Keep the change. You and that crazy tongue biter boyfriend of yours can split an ice cream or something later."

"Thank you Levi! I hope you and Eren enjoy yourselves," she said sweetly as she handed us the drinks and the sweets.

Levi led us to a small table in the corner and pulled out my chair for me. He quietly ate his cinnamon roll as he watched me devour my coffee cake. He scowled when he saw the crumbs on my face and quickly wiped them off. I was quickly noticing that Levi had some kind of aversion for germs or an obsession for cleanliness. It was quite strange, but very entertaining to watch. He ate and drank meticulously. There was no mess when he ate. It was rigid, controlled, and very neat.

He also had a strange way of holding his cup. He didn't hold the side of the cup when he drank. Instead, he held the cup by the rim, as if he was shielding the cup in a protective hold. I wanted to ask Levi about it, but at the same time I didn't want to disturb his strange routine. As Levi sipped at his drink his eyes met mine.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said as I tried to avoid his steely gaze.

Levi rolled his eyes as he set his drink down, "There's obviously something on your mind. Out with it."

"Why do you hold your cup like that Levi?" I asked as I sipped the hot chocolate.

"Because I feel like it," he spat.

My curiosity peaked, "Oh come on, tell me! I don't know anything about me…and if we're going to do this…uh thing, we might as well get to know each other right?"

"You mean date?" Levi asked as he quirked an eyebrow, "As long as we are dating we might as well get to know each other. Is that what you meant?"

"Dating?" I asked, "But you never even asked me to."

"I thought it was implied."

"But this is my first relationship! You didn't even ask me out! You're just forcing everything on me and you're ruining everything!" I growled as I stomped my foot.

As I yelled, a few curious patrons turned their heads toward us and watched us intently. Levi glared at them before turning his attention back to me, "Okay, okay, no need to pout. Do you want to go out with me?" he asked halfheartedly.

"No," I said.

"No? What the hell are you going on about brat?" he demanded.

I grinned as Levi watched me with hawk like eyes. If I was going to be stuck with this asshole, I might as well make it enjoyable, right? Levi had given me his word that he wouldn't hurt me, and I was curious to see how far his patience would run.

"That's not romantic at all. Will you get down on one knee and ask me out Levi?"

"You want me to kneel in the dirty ass ground? In front of all these people," Levi asked, clearly unamused, "And ask you out?"

"Please? This is my first relationship and I want to make it memorable. But if you don't want to, I guess I understand. I guess I'd get over it…eventually," I said.

Levi looked at me with an unreadable expression and stood up. He smoothed out his jeans and pulled me up by my hand. He quickly knelt on one knee and grasped my hand. His hard, grey eyes softened and looked up at me with a soft expression on his face, "Eren Jaeger, you are a whiny, insufferable brat with the biggest, prettiest golden eyes I have ever seen. I haven't known you very long but I am completely infatuated by you and I would be honored if you would date me. Will you be my boyfriend?"

I stared at Levi with wide eyes. The bastard didn't even flinch when he touched the ground. Everyone in the café, including Petra and Mike were watching us, but Levi didn't seem fazed. So much for jerking him around. I bit my lip and sighed, "Yes Levi."

"Thank you my sweet," he said as he pressed a kiss to my hand, "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, sure. My mother is probably wondering where I am right now."

"Would you like me to take you home?" he asked me as he ushered me outside.

"Yeah, whatever," I said as I grabbed his spare motorcycle helmet.

"Wait," he said, reaching up to grab the helmet before I slid it on.

He set it back down on the seat and snaked his arms around my waist. He pulled me flush against his chest and I could feel my ears and the back of my neck burning with embarrassment. I set my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as I felt my knees buckling. I felt nervous and my breathing was irregular. As if he sensed my uneasiness, Levi began tracing soothing circles into my back. With his free hand he grasped my chin and pulled me down towards him. I could feel my heart racing as he traced my bottom lip with his thumb and nuzzled his nose to mine.

"I want to kiss you," he murmured, "Will you let me?"

My blush deepened and I wordlessly nodded. My chest began hammering as Levi stretched his neck towards me and brushed his lips against mine. I sighed softly against his lips as he pecked me softly. I leaned into him and pressed my lips against his. His lips moved gently against mine and I felt myself melt at his touch. His lips were soft and plump, and he tasted of cinnamon. When I felt his tongue gently prod at my bottom lip, I eagerly parted my lips and gave his entrance. Our tongues melded together as we fought for dominance, but in the end Levi won. As we continued to kiss, I felt Levi nip and suck at my bottom lip. I gasped against his lips and Levi quickly silenced me with another vigorous battle for dominance. After a few more sweet kisses, we broke apart.

As we parted I panted softly. My lips were moist and bruised and my face was burning. Levi smirked at me and traced his bruised lips with his thumb.

"Not bad."

If it was possible, I felt myself blush an even deeper shade of red, "Th-thanks. You were my first kiss."

"And you were mine," Levi said as he handed me the spare motorcycle helmet, "Ready to go home princess?"

I rolled my eyes and pulled the helmet over my head, "Do you need directions to my house?"

"Nah," Levi said nonchalantly as he climbed onto the bike," I broke into the front office and read your file at school. I already know your address."

As I climbed onto the bike behind Levi, I didn't know whether to be impressed or frightened. I eventually settled on disregarding the particularly creepy piece of information as I snuggled into Levi's back. I held onto him tightly as we weaved through the city back into the suburbs where I lived. I briefly wondered if Mrs. Kirstein had called my mother and told her that I had not shown up to ride with her and Jean to group therapy. Was she worried? Should I have checked my phone for phone calls or texts from my parents and Mikasa?

As we pulled into my neighborhood I groaned as I saw both my mother and father's cars parked in the driveway. I hurriedly pulled off the helmet and hopped off Levi's bike. Levi followed silently behind me and I threw open the front door and ran into the spacious kitchen. My father was shouting over the phone as my mother sobbed loudly. Mikasa sat silently on the side, gently consoling my mother. I rolled my eyes.

"Mom? Dad? I'm home," I called, immediately drawing all eyes on me.

"Eren!" my mother shouted as she grabbed me and pulled me into a tight embrace, "Where have you been? When we heard you hadn't shown up to group therapy we went looking for you! We've been on the phone all afternoon calling you! Your father even called the police."

"Eren, son, where were you? You had us worried sick," my father said as he said down the phone and fiddled with his glasses.

"I'm sorry," I murmured as Mikasa's emotionless eyes trailed over me.

My mother wiped the remaining tears from her face and tugged on my ear, "Sie hatten mich so besorgt! Warum haben Sie nicht uns anzurufen?" she scolded, slipping from English to German.

"Es tut mir leid, ich habe gerade vergessen," I muttered as my mother gave my ear another particularly rough tug.

"Where were you Eren? Why did you skip group therapy?" my father asked as he stood up from his chair.

And as if on cue, Levi walked into the kitchen and stood next to me, "I'm very sorry for all the trouble Mr. and Mrs. Jaeger. After school I picked Eren up so we could hang out."

"Eren," my mother said as she released my ear, "Why didn't you introduce us to your new friend? Hello there young man, I'm Carla Jaeger and this is my husband Grisha Jaeger, our daughter Mikasa, and of course you already know Eren."

"Good evening, my name is Levi Ackerman," he said giving my mother and father a short handshake.

"Ackerman? Are you Lucy and John's boy?" my father asked as he shook Levi's sir.

"Yes sir," Levi said politely. I resisted the urge to openly gape at him.

"Have I seen you before?" my father asked as he scratched his chin.

"I believe so sir. Eren and I are in the same group therapy class, and we also go to school together."

"How lovely!" my mother chimed, immediately forgetting her anger towards me, "Would you like to stay for dinner dear?"

"That's a lovely idea Carla," my father said with a smile, "Eren and I will set an extra place at the dinner table."

"Yes ma'am that would be lovely, thank you," Levi said.

My mother laughed happily, "Please, call me Carla. Calling me ma'am makes me feel so old. Although I can't help but appreciate how sweet you are. Eren, you should learn from your friend."

"Oh, Eren and I aren't exactly friends," Levi said as nudged me with his elbow.

I glared at Levi and wildly shook my head. There was no way in hell he would tell them! He wouldn't! He couldn't! I'd only come to the realization of my sexual orientation just a few days ago. Would he really be so callous as to blurt it out to my parents the first time he met them? My parents looked a bit crestfallen at the news and I buried my face into my hands. Somewhere from behind me I could feel Mikasa's eyes boring holes though me and into Levi.

Levi's arm found its way around my waist once again and I could feel the smirk in his voice as he spoke, "Eren isn't my friend. He's my boyfriend."

Once again sorry for the late posting. If there are typos, I also apologize. I wrote this chapter nonstop for three hours and I was too lazy to spellcheck.