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Stuck	By : white_youkai Category: +. to F > Attack on Titan /Shingeki No Kyojin Views: 4338 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Shingeki no Kyojin manga/anime. Hajime Isayama is the one who owns them. I do not own the fandom either. This fan fiction is not a commercial project, and I am not making any money from writing it.

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Chapter 6: Missing in Action – Struggles
The night was restless. Neither spoke about what had happened in that tiny cave, unanimously making the subject a taboo.
Once Eren returned from the bushes, they decided to advance during the night and rest during the day. Decision made – they moved forward.
After hours of walking they stumbled upon a group of dead soldiers, or to be more precise, of what was left of them. A hand here, a leg there, a bite of flesh on the muddy ground with a topping of filthy red ground from the dried blood. Eren gulped and shifted his eyes away from the gruesome sight. Levi, on the other hand, marched steadily forward and kneeled near a discarded rucksack in the middle of the field.
“Eren,” he said without turning to look at the boy, “check the other bags and if you find anything useful, take it.”
“Yes, sir,” steeling himself Eren approached another rucksack and started ransacking.
The pair silently inspected the discarded packages and gathered the needed supplies. They managed to find some water and food rations. Only half of the food was eatable but it was still better than none. A few blankets, some bandages and another lighter found their way into the rucksack along with the food and other stuff they deemed necessary.
When the sack was full, Levi lifted it up, ready to sling it over his shoulder but grunted as his fractured rib shifted at the weight.
“Let me, sir,” Eren reached out to take the bag from the corporal.
Levi hesitated for a moment but relinquished his hold on the heavy burden, which Eren hoisted up on his back with ease. A few minutes later they were moving again, this time in search of a suitable shelter for the day.
After an hour or so they found a cave that thankfully was bigger than their last one and to Levi’s relief, further inside the cave, they found a little pool of slightly warm water.
Almost immediately he started shedding his gear and clothes, eyes never leaving the rippling water.
Eren had to hide a smile at the eagerness the corporal displayed. He put away their new-found supplies and cast a quick glance around their new “room”. A few minutes later he nodded his head in approval, straightened up and exited the cave to find some dry branches.
When he came back, he found Levi submerged in the water his back facing Eren. He was fervently rubbing his hands and chest, trying to wash off all the grime from his skin.
Eren felt how his eyes latched on the muscular back that was turned to him and his cheeks grew warmer. His mind being ever so helpful supplied him with the images of their bodies pressed together in the confining space, reminding how good it felt to be so close to the corporal, and…
A loud clatter echoed in the otherwise silent cave and Levi jumped in his little ‘bathtub’, water sloshing to the sides.
“The fuck, Yeager!” he snapped at the teenager, who immediately bent down to pick up the branch that fell on the ground. He hoped that Levi did not notice his burning face. “Put the wood down and haul your ass over here. You are sorely in need of a bath. You are filthy.”
Eren dumped the load off of his hands and started walking towards the corporal. His steps faltered though, as he neared the pool. He suddenly was not sure if it was such a good idea to bathe with the older man.
Levi heard the footsteps come to a halt and looked up at the teenager, who was now standing not too far from the water. Eren was avoiding his eyes was not making a move to remove his clothes.
“What is it?” Levi was tempted to massage his throbbing temples. “Get your ass into the water.”
“Sir,” Eren licked his suddenly dry lips, “I do not think it is such a good idea.”
“You are filthy, Yeager, and it is disgusting.”
“I, I know, sir, but–”
“Yeager,” Levi lifted his eyes to meet the turquoise ones. He opened his mouth to reprimand the youth about the sanitary reasons, when it suddenly clicked. The boy was blushing furiously and looked ready to bolt at any moment given. The events at the tiny cave came rushing back and Levi broke the eye contact, mouth snapping shut. An awkward silence settled between the two.
“I will take my bath when you are done with yours, sir.”
“Suit yourself.”
“I’ll go… make myself useful,” with that Eren excused himself and went back to the pile of wood.
Levi followed his retreating back. He felt his head throb in an uncomfortable way and this time he did rub his temples in soothing circles. Eren started organizing the branches, readying them for a fire. The teenager was… pure, for the lack of a better word. Sure he was rash, short tempered and easily angered; however, he was also courageous, dedicated, loyal and stubborn.
Levi closed his eyes. The youth’s reactions were always refreshing. Levi had to admit that he liked seeing Eren flustered. From time to time he enjoyed teasing the boy and eliciting these wonderful responses. Right now, though, was neither time nor place for teasing.
At the moment he was stuck with the kid – outside of the walls, in the titan infested territory. He was responsible for the teen, had to look after him and make sure the boy survived this little detour. Humanity’s Hope – Levi almost snorted at the title. The boy was a brat, not hope; A person, not a symbol. Yet no-one understood it, no-one cared enough. The brat was expected to carry this heavy burden – the expectation, which varied from person to person, from squad to squad, from legion to legion... And in the end it was not even clear what was expected of him.
Levi knew what it meant to be a symbol first hand. He knew what it meant to have a title placed upon one’s head. Humanity’s Strongest – was the title placed upon him. Levi got it due to his hot-headedness, hard work and, of course, strength. Alongside the wonderful name came responsibilities. He was held in high esteem so he was expected to deliver good results. He was also responsible for the lives of his squad… A team that no longer existed. Erd, Auruo, Gunter… Petra. They all had families. Families that awaited for their return at this very moment.
He was supposed to be there, with them. He had to lead them, he had to protect them, he had to save their lives, he had to…
He felt how his heart gave a painful throb and he had to swallow a lump that bubbled up in his throat. He slowly exhaled trying to remain calm and breathed in. The air got stuck. Suddenly it seemed he could not breathe anymore. His eyes stung and his vision blurred.
Another loud clatter and a muffled sorry reached his ears, the sound snapping him out of the episode. He could breathe again. Levi took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He had to be strong – if not for himself, then at least for the brat. He wasted no time: finished his bath in a couple of minutes and stepped out from the water. He reached for his trousers but his hand faltered. The clothes were filthy. He weighed his options.
“Eren, toss me a blanket.”
Eren looked up from the sack he was currently rummaging through and had to hastily avert his eyes from the corporal.
“Um, sure,” he snatched one of the blankets and tossed it to Levi, who caught it effortlessly and wound it around his narrow hips, making a long skirt out of it.
“What?”
“Hm?”
“You are staring.”
“I, I did not mean to stare, sorry,” cheeks burning, Eren turned his head back to the sack.
“Hm,” Levi hummed thoughtfully. “Get your ass into the water and wash all that filth from your body.
Without a word Eren complied. He soon dipped himself into the pool and started rubbing his hands and torso. He worked fast and in fifteen minutes or so he was finished. Eren was about to put on his pants when a blanket landed on his head, obscuring his vision.
“Put this on for now, your clothes need to be washed.”
Eren was not in the mood to argue and the idea of clean clothes was quite appealing. He mimicked Levi by making a long skirt out of the blanket and bent down to pick up his dirty clothes. Once the pile was in his hands he kneeled and bent over the edge of the pool. Eren dumped his clothes in and swished them from side to side.
“Wash them thoroughly,” Levi said joining him at the edge and tossing his own clothes in the water. They remained silent throughout the washing time.
Once the clothes were done and drying on a branch near the wall, Levi asked Eren to help him with bandages. Afterwards, they ate a little portion of the food they managed to gather, shared a water canteen and tidied up the place for the night, or day in their case. Two more blankets found their way on the floor and the two men fell asleep.
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Once again Levi woke with a start. He did not know what it was that had woken him up. After some time of just lying on the ground and listening to the sounds, he got up and pulled on his trousers. They were still a bit damp but he paid no heed. His white shirt and brown jacket followed the suit. As he was putting his boots on he heard heavy footsteps booming outside of their cave.
Suddenly a roar split the silence. A lot more thuds followed, shaking the ground. Levi glanced at Eren, who actually managed to sleep through all this hustle. The corporal shook his head in disbelief and made his way to the cave entrance.
What he saw outside, however, had him running back inside the cave. He kicked Eren lightly in the side and the teen woke with a start.
“Wha–”
“Get up, we need to get out of here.”
“Why?” Eren sat up rubbing his eyes.
“Just move your fucking ass! We have no time,” Levi tossed Eren’s damp clothes at the still sleepy teenager and hauled him to his feet. “Dress,” he stressed with a firm voice.
Eren dressed in record time and was about to put on the straps holding the gear when all of a sudden the cave shook with such force that the two occupants stumbled around it in search for something to hold on to.
“What is going on?” Eren asked the corporal, who managed to pick up the rucksack and stuff their blankets into it. He swung it over his shoulder ignoring the pain in his ribs.
“Two titans are fighting outside. It is just a matter of time before one of them falls on this cave and crushes it.”
“What do we–”
“There are more titans gathering around. The occurrence itself is unnatural. They never fought against each other before. Anyway, we need to get out. Outside there are no trees so 3DMG is useless, which leaves us only one choice.”
“Which is?”
“Eren, are you in full control when you transform?”
“I… I do not know, sir.” Eren stammered a little surprised by the question. “When I transformed last time I was fully in control. I cannot guarantee that I will be now but–”
“I order you to turn into a titan and get us out of here, preferably alive.”
Eren stared at Levi as if he had grown a second head.
“Eren, NOW! Just pretend that it is training.”
Without breaking the eye contact with Levi, Eren hesitantly brought his right hand against his mouth.
There was a loud boom and the cave started collapsing.
TBC
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