"Who are you?" Armin stood in front of Eren protectively "I'm Levi. I know this bra-Eren." Levi corrected himself, not wanting to piss off this little blonde because he was obviously connected to Eren in some way.

Armin's face lit up. "So you're Levi. Eren told me all about you!" He looked down. "He was right. You are short."

Levi's face showed clear anger at the other but it quickly turned into a smirk. "So you've heard about me." He looked down at Eren, who was still on the ground. The teen was blushing in embarrassment. "Of course I've heard about you!" Armin held out his hand. "I'm Armin, Eren's best friend." Levi looked at the hand and reluctantly shook it. "Nice to meet you." He said flatly.

"So you want to take Eren home? How do you know where he lives?" Armin eyed the shorter male skeptically. "My friend Hanji lives next to him and told me about him, and when I heard the name I knew it was him." It wasn't a complete lie.

"Well, then you can." Armin helped Eren up, who was leaning forward slightly from the impact on his stomach. "Can you walk?" Eren nodded. "I am not broken." He signed irritably. Armin nodded.

Levi watched the boy move his hands and realized what he was doing. Sign language. Of course! But he was more focused on how he wasn't standing up straight and the haggard look on his face. He didn't look good.

Eren slipping his shirt back on. "Thanks Armin. I will text you later." The boy nodded and decided to sign back. "I know this guy is hot and all, but if he bothers you tell me." Eren nodded. "Okay. Bye. Tell him I do not have my phone so he can not talk to me."

Armin nodded and turned back to Levi. "He doesn't have his phone on him, it's at his house, so he can't talk to you until you guys get there." Eren grabbed his lanyard and put it back around his neck.

"Okay." He waved his hand on. "Come on brat." Eren scowled but followed him out the pool and down the street. Why was Levi at the pool if he doesn't even have on a swimsuit? "If you're wondering why I don't have a swimsuit on it is because I was walking pass the pool when I saw you get launched into the damn pool. I heard the smack you made." Eren could only nod and look down.

When they made it to Eren's house he unlocked the door and let them in, hanging the lanyard on a hook next to the door. "Are your parents home?" He shook his head and made his way up the stairs to his room, Levi following in tow.

When he got there Eren grabbed his phone and started typing.

My dad is on a business trip for the summer.

Levi nodded. "Ah, and mother?" He looked around Eren's room. Not clean at all but it fit the boy's personality. Controlled chaos. He noticed the guitar and violin.

My mom died when I was ten.

"Oh. Sorry for asking." Eren shrugged and put his phone down, walking into the connecting bathroom. Obviously going to get clean.

Levi kept looking at the beautiful instruments. He could take great pictures of Eren when he played. He almost smiled at the thought. But then a reality shock hit him. He never liked taking pictures of people so why would he want to take ones of Eren? The boy was photogenic. A perfect person to take natural shots of. Maybe he could ask him....no! Lovely photos he would make though, very lovely.