Even though It was a little depressing and had a melancholic color, the abandoned grey building shone a chance for shelter and a place to spend the cold January nights. With an injured ankle, Levi steadily walked his way over and felt relief at finding a temporary place to dwell. He felt like the most fortunate person in the world, being able to escape being sent to a concentration camp and still be alive. But he also felt like the most unfortunate person as well, the feeling of unfortunateness came from the fact that he can be killed any day, any time, and that he is starving, homeless and has no family left.
Levi looked around the inside, and he sighed at the walls with multiple holes from previous battles between the Russians and Germans. He found his place to sleep for the night, the attic. He then began to look around the place hoping he'd find something, anything, to put in his grumbling stomach. He walked, and walked, but no sign of luck at all. Before giving up though, he walked across a room that had a burnt table, cupboards and a broken pantry. Presuming that it could be a kitchen, Levi anxiously made his way over there. He began to look through the pantry, no luck. But his luck changed when he began to skim though the cupboards and accidentally made a jar fall to the ground. When the glass jar made contact to the floor, the grains of what used to be bread spilled on the floor. That was fair enough to him, and he let the grains spill and he ate them hurriedly, letting his starving stomach think for him. After consuming the grains, he felt incredibly thirsty. Levi with no doubt must find something to drink, as he hasn't drank anything for the last 3 days. Going back to the place where he found the grains, he couldn't believe his luck. He found a large can of grapefruit juice. But the downfall was that, it was a can. Levi couldn't be able to open it with his bare hands.
Holding the can close, he looked around the ruins trying to find something that he could open the can with. Fortunately, he found a metal crowbar he could use. He carefully placed the can in a nearby table, and began stabbing the top of the can with the crowbar. Normally, Levi would be able to crack the can open with his strength, but strength comes with a price, and that's food. And he hasn't consumed anything, leaving him weak. Levi continued the job, leaving a hole in the can. Smiling, he figured that'd be one way to allow him to drink the contents inside. But when he tried to get the crowbar out, he accidentally pushed the can forward, making it fall down, spilling it's contents. The can rolled and rolled, and before it was a tall man with cerulean blue eyes, fair skin and neatly combed blonde hair wearing a Nazi officer uniform.
Levi looked up at him with embarrassment and fear in his eyes. He was dressed in rags, his raven black hair messy and he had stains of dirt on and filth on his skin and clothes. The Nazi officer showed no emotion at all in his eyes, and looked at the raven haired man across him.
"Jude?" He looked at Levi. "Are you a jew?" The blonde man asked in a neutral, calm tone. Levi nodded. The german sighed, and spoke again.
"Do you live here?" Again, Levi nodded.
"Where are you hiding?" The blue eyed man still showed no emotion at all.
"I-In...the attic," Levi looked at the tall man, and he noticed that he had a different look on his face than the other nazi soldiers. The others had angry, abusive expressions, but not him. He had a serene, calm expression that showed no intentions of harm.
"What do you do?" Levi felt uneasy at the question the officer asked.
"I am..." Levi stopped, then looked at the floor. "I was a pianist," The blonde showed a glint of amuse in his blue orbs, and gestured Levi to a room.
"Follow me," Levi timidly walked over to him, picking up his dropped can of juice on the way. When he entered the room the nazi led him to, his heart fluttered at what he saw.
A grand piano.
The tall man sat on a chair across from the piano, and pointed at it.
"Play something," Levi nodded, and sat down in a stool in front of the piano. His fingers were itching to once again feel the delicate, smooth keys of the piano that produced a beautiful sound when pressed. He spread his fingers across the keys, and began to play. With each note his fingers produced, he felt alive once again. His mind and body cooperated together, making music that surely would delight the soul. Levi closed his eyes and let his talented hands do the thinking for him. He made slight movements with his feet that matched the rhythm of the song, and humbly enjoyed what his hands created. The song was delightful and pleasant, but then it went to melancholic notes. Levi felt like he was describing his life in a piece. The song went from happy to sorrowful, just like his life. The Nazi officer noticed the change in notes, and furrowed his thick eyebrows in guilty realization. The guilt from making millions suffer. The music stopped, and Levi opened his eyes, creating aggressive notes that surprised the blonde man. The notes now sounded angry and grief stricken. The notes then calmed down, and Levi finished the song with a soft, gentle note, then closed his eyes.
The officer simply stayed seated in the chair, not knowing what to say to such a magnificent piece. Especially written by a jew. His expressionless face now held an amazed fix, and he sighed.
"What's your name, jew?" His gentle, deep voice surprised the grey eyed man.
"Ackerman," He opened his eyes and looked at him. "Levi Ackerman," The nazi nodded, and lifted his hat as a formal introduction.
"Captain Erwin Smith," He stood up and walked over to Levi, handing him his hand. Levi awkwardly took it, and both men shook their hands. Erwin stood back and lifted his hat once again.
"My pleasure meeting you, Ackerman," As he walked to the exit, he turned his head back. "I shall come back tomorrow, you don't move anywhere, you hear me?" And with that, Erwin left the pianist alone in the ruins.
~~~A few weeks later~~~
When he heard footsteps, Levi joyfully ran down the attic to greet the man. As usual, Erwin had a small paper bag of food. But Levi didn't hurry downstairs for the food.
He hurried down for the man.
"Good morning Ackerman, down for some bread with jelly?" Erwin handed the bag to Levi as he sighed at the sight of fine jelly. Erwin accompanied him to a table, and helped him smear the bread with the jelly. Levi gleefully savored the bread, and for once smiled.
"How was your day yesterday?" Levi asked between bites. Erwin sighed, and replaced his stoic expression with an unpleased one.
"My parents called me a failure because I refused to marry some woman they introduced me to last night," Levi's eyes darkened, and he felt a wave of jealousy wash over him.
"You...didn't get married to her, right?" Erwin shook his head.
"No, and I say they are failures of a parents, demanding their only son to marry some woman I didn't even knew. But good thing I have you to talk about it with. I normally loose all my problems with alcohol," He playfully scratched Levi's head.
"...Smith, why do you help me?" Levi stood up from the table and looked at Erwin straight in the eyes, while the blonde stoop up as well.
"Why are you, a Nazi officer, helping me, a jew?" Levi grabbed his arm. Erwin immediately looked down at him, and noticed that he had the most beautiful gray eyes. He lightly blushed, while Levi kept tugging on his arm.
Truth to be told, Erwin would feel lonely, signing papers after papers after papers. He was forced into becoming a soldier, and is also forced to treat every jew he comes across inhumanely. His parents demand him to get a lovely woman as a bride, but all the women knew he had money and power, and tried to get with him. Not one decent young woman would take him seriously.
But then there's Levi.
Every time they would meet, Levi would play a song for him on the piano. Erwin would finally have someone to talk to, not about battles or wars, but about his life, and whats missing in it. Also, Levi would try to make poop jokes, and Erwin would chuckle at one of them. For once, he hears other jokes, and not the raunchy jokes the soldiers make about the jews. Levi would also share the food Erwin would bring with him, not wanting to act like if he only likes his company for the meals. They would sometimes look at the winter sunset together, and just enjoy each other's presence. But Erwin noticed that his heart fluttered when he was with him. And when Erwin had to leave, emptiness arose for the both men.
"I help you because..." Erwin looked down at Levi's steel gray orbs, "because I don't feel empty with you," Levi's eyes grew wide, and let go of the german.
"What...what are you saying? A jew cannot possibly make you feel whole, you-" He was shivering, and hugged himself. Erwin noticed that he was cold, and took his coat off, then wrapped it around Levi. He enveloped his arms across him, resting his chin on Levi's head. Levi, surprised, slowly placed his skinny arms around his body. He's so warm, he thought.
"Levi, I just feel alone without you. Someone would actually let me be, and that's you," He nuzzled his chin on Levi's hair, blushing. He finally let him go, and smiled. Levi just stood there, looking up at the man. He tugged on his new coat, and blushed.
"Th-thanks, I guess," Erwin then tugged on Levi's delicate arm, and led him outside.
"What are you doing you idiot?" Before he knew it, Erwin led him to his car, and stood outside of it for a bit.
"I'm taking you with me, can't bear to see you live in this shithole for another day,"
"But I'm a jew. You could get hanged for helping me out!" Erwin looked down at him, and used his index finger and thumb to left his chin.
"Levi...you are a jew worth getting hanged for," He then leaned down a little, and pressed his lips against Levi's. With his other hand, Erwin caressed his hair, then let his hand slide to his cheek. Erwin parted his lips from Levi's, and gave him a hug.
"I'll find a way, a way to let you be with me." He walked to the passenger's seat and opened it.
"Come on now, your ride to a better life is here." Levi's eyes began to water, realizing that he was no longer completely alone in this world. He gave Erwin a hug, and enjoyed his warmness.
"I love you,"