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A Night Out: Sycamore (Anime) x Reader: Part 4
The Professor stared at you in shock.
“What do you mean the place is going to crumble? What just happened?”
You didn’t answer him immediately, but instead tried to make your way down the hall, forcing him to come along beside you. The ceiling was starting to deteriorate as chunks of dust and debris began falling through, and you could tell it would collapse any second now.
“That giant rock must’ve found a power source, and now its going to grow, destroying this surrounding building,” you finally answered, as you stopped before a particularly large crack in the ceiling.
Before Professor Sycamore could ask any more questions, you turned to your Garchomp and shouted a command.
“Garchomp, use Dragon Rage on that crack in the ceiling!”
The Garchomp roared obediantly, and released a blast right above, clearing a hole straight through the roof. Bits of debris fell onto the ground around you.
“We need to get out of here!” you said, yo
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A Night Out: Sycamore (Anime) x Reader: Part 3
Professor Sycamore didn’t have time to react as your Garchomp came lunging at him. He stood there, frozen in shock at what was happening.
He looked away just as the Garchomp’s claws were almost upon him, holding the Chespin in his arms close to his chest for protection.
Just when he thought the attack would hit, he heard a small collision.
Opening his eyes, he was shocked to find Serena’s Pancham on the ground, knocked unconscious. It had thrown itself in front of Garchomp to save the Professor.
“I’m so proud of you, Pancham!” said Serena as she returned the Pokemon to its ball.
“Your heroics won’t get you anywhere, stupid girl,” you called, rolling your eyes.
“[name]!” the Professor yelled, forehead creased in worry, “What are you doing?”
You now turned your attention to the dark-haired man, and his heart nearly stopped at the malicious look you gave him.
“I’m trying to stop you from ruining our
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A Night Out: Sycamore (Anime) x Reader: Part 2
About a week later, Sophie knocked softly on the Professor’s office door in the late morning.
“Professor?” she called, “It’s Sophie, may I come in?”
“Enter.”
The woman stepped into the office to find the Kalosian man at his desk, filling out some paperwork. His appearance was about the same as last week, but at least it hadn’t gotten worse.
“What is it Sophie?” the man asked, not looking up.
“Sir, the Kalos League Tournament starts this afternoon, and you’ve been asked to make an appearance.”
The Professor stopped his writing and looked up. Was it really already here? It seemed like it was still weeks to go until the tournament came around.
“Alain will be competing, right?” he asked, recalling his past assistant.
Sophie nodded.
“Yes sir, I believe so, as well as Ash Ketchum.”
The Professor was silent for a moment, staring out his window. Then, he turned around, and offered Sophie
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 15
The following weeks of class went by rather smoothly, thankfully. You were nearly finished with your sculpture for Hanji, and your first drawing assignment for Moblit had earned you an ‘A.’ Things were even looking up in algebra. You were beginning to understand most of the homework, and your grades were rapidly improving.
Things with Levi, however, became even more complicated. You thought perhaps the two of you may have grown more comfortable around each other after the run-in on your parent’s anniversary, yet things seemed to have gotten worse.
During your tutoring sessions, he would hardly look at you, and any of your attempts at small talk were either ignored or quickly shut down.
You couldn’t help but wonder what was to blame for this sudden change of interaction. Had you done something wrong?
“f/n, what do you want for your birthday?”
Your thoughts were interrupted by Eren as he stared at you attentively, emerald eyes shimmering in the sunligh
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 14
“You were…there?” Erwin repeated, not hardly believing what his friend just said.
Levi nodded slowly.
“Yeah, I was.”
Erwin furrowed his eyebrows, and sat back in his chair.
“Explain then,” he said in a quiet voice.
Levi glanced down at his tea before speaking, almost like a scolded child fessing up.
“I was the ex-soldier you mentioned in the story.”
Erwin frowned.
“How did I not know about this? On the news, or elsewhere?”
Levi shook his head.
“I made it explicitly clear to the authorities that I didn’t want my name put out there.”
“But why not? You were hailed a hero for that–”
“You already said why not,” Levi interjected. He still couldn’t bring himself to look Erwin in the eye, which the blond man was confused by.
“f/n’s parents…” he continued, “I couldn’t save them…”
Levi’s eyes narrowed slightly, and had a gla
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 13
Erwin knit his thick brows together, not quite sure he’d heard his friend correctly.
“What?”
Levi looked up at him with a downcast expression.
“I want you to tell me about f/n’s parent’s death,” he repeated.
Erwin’s mouth opened slightly, shocked by the audacity of the question.
“Levi…why the hell would you ask such a thing??” his voice grew in volume with every word.
The raven-haired man glanced around the coffee shop, thankful to see it was practically empty. He hated to cause a disturbance.
He sighed.
“Erwin…I promise you, I have my reasons for asking. Have you ever known me to pry where it wasn’t my business?”
The blond man considered this for a moment, then had to admit it was true.
“I suppose not, but how does her parent’s death concern you?”
Erwin thought Levi suddenly looked very tired, the dark circles under his eyes becoming more prominent. Had he always looked t
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 12
You arrived at the Smith household later that evening for dinner, and were surprised to not hear a certain toddler come running to greet you upon walking through the door.
“I’m here!” you called, looking in various rooms down the hall for signs of life.
You finally made your way into the kitchen, where you found Erwin at the kitchen table, apparently working on a lesson plan for his class.
He looked up as you walked in, and smiled faintly.
“Hey, f/n. Sorry, didn’t hear ya. Got a little caught up in my work.”
You shrugged, and took a seat across from him.
“It’s fine. Where’s Petra and Armin?”
“Armin’s at a friend’s house for the evening, and Petra had to stay late at the hospital.”
You nodded. Petra had to stay at work fairly often, seeing as she was one of the head nurses at Trost Hospital.
“So just the two of us tonight?” you asked, pulling out your algebra textbook and notebook.
He nodded.
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 11
The clock read 9:42 when you heard a car pull in. Moments later, the side door could be heard opening, and Erwin and Petra’s voices came through.
You shuffled over to meet them, pulling on the sleeves of the sweater. It was rather warm, you had to admit, and smelled of tea leaves and vanilla. But it was still Levi’s, which made the whole situation kind of weird to you.
“We’re back!” Erwin called before you had turned the corner and appeared.
“Oh, there you are,” he grinned, “Anything exciting happen while we were gone?”
You shrugged.
“Armin spilled his milk again, and Levi stopped by to get his phone.”
Petra suddenly whipped her head to stare at you.
“Levi was here?” she repeated.
You frowned, confused as to why she seemed so interested in this news.
“Yeah,” you said slowly, “I helped him find his phone.”
“And…you found it?” she asked.
You nodded.
“It was in you
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 10
It felt like the first day of class all over again, as you stood there, frozen in your place, staring at the emotionless Professor Ackerman.
“Uh…” you tried to speak but couldn’t.
He stared at you, eyebrows lowering slightly at your unsightly appearance.
“Is Erwin or Petra around?” he asked.
“Umm…they…uh…” you continued to stutter.
“Waaaaaah! f/n!!”
A scream suddenly came from the kitchen, and you looked behind you, then back to Professor Ackerman.
“Sorry, this is a really bad time…” you mumbled, and ran back into the kitchen, leaving him standing in the doorway.
“Armin! I’m here!” you said, and picked the crying toddler up off the floor from the puddle of milk.
“M-m-my m-miiiilk!” he screeched, causing your forehead to practically explode.
“We’ll get some more milk, just let me clean you up first!”
You turned around to bring Armin to the bathr
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 9
You sat there staring at the jet black ink on your arms in horror, then immediately licked your hand and started rubbing at it.
“We already tried washing it,” you heard Eren say, but you kept rubbing. You needed to get these words, these terrible, terrible words off your skin.
“What the fuck?” you hissed. “It’s not coming off!”
“Yeah, he used one of his permanent artist markers of some sort. It should come off eventually, but it will take a while to fade…” Eren said quietly.
“How did this happen??” you asked, giving up in exasperation.
Eren frowned.
“Connie was really angry–he can get that way when he’s drunk–and after he got his clothes back he wanted to get revenge on you and…well…” he gestured to your arm.
“We thought he was helping you get into my car while we helped Sasha…” Eren continued. “To be fair, he did get you buckled in jus
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 6
The rest of the week went by smoothly enough, you supposed. Your drawing class with Moblit seemed easy, even though the professor seemed scared of his own shadow.
Wednesday rolled around, however, and you just barely made it to Algebra on time. You made it only seconds before the clocked turned to 1:30, but you were literally sweating and out of breath from it.
Still, Professor Ackerman made no comment of your appearance, nor did he do anything to acknowledge the awkward encounter Monday night, which you were thankful for.
What confused you, however, was how he seemed to completely ignore you altogether. Not once did he look at you, or even glance in your direction for that matter.
You thought you might have imagined this at first, but come Friday, he again, didn’t make contact with you once.
‘What’s up with that?’ you thought huffily, as you sat in your spot in the back of the class.
The clocked turned to 2:28, and everyone began packing their things, however,
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 5
For what seemed like an eternity, the two of you stood there, neither one moving an inch.
Erwin looked severely confused by this, whipping his head back and forth from you, back to Levi, trying to figure out what had happened.
“Yay! Levi! Hehehe!” Armin suddenly bounded to the front door, hugging the raven-haired man around the leg as he had done to you.
The man’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as he finally broke your gaze to see the little blond boy squeezing him.
“A-Armin, don’t jump on Levi…” Erwin murmured quietly, reaching his hand out absentmindedly for his son.
The boy frowned, but obediently listened to his father and unwrapped himself from around Levi, who could not have looked more relieved by this.  
Ushering Armin along into the kitchen, Erwin looked at the two of you carefully.
“So, uh…I take it you two have met?”
You swallowed, heart still beating madly, still shocked at who was standing in the doorway.
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AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 4
You started making your way down the hall, still trying to rid your mind of everything that just happened.
“Hey! Hey, wait up!”
You spun around to see Eren running at you, waving your calculator in the air. Next to him was a girl of similar height with sleek, black hair, and gorgeous, slanted eyes. Wrapped around her neck was a deep red scarf.
The boy reached you, and handed over your calculator, which you accepted with a small nod and shoved it into your backpack.
When you continued your path to the exit, he followed.
“Hey, sorry if I got you in trouble for lending a calculator! Did he yell at you too?” Eren spoke with a lot of enthusiasm, you noticed, while the girl next to him remained completely silent.
“Uh…no, he didn’t yell…” you mumbled, “He just told me not to doodle on my test.”
That was actually what you thought he was going to scold you for anyway, and were still surprised by his apology.
“Aww, that
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The Professor stared at you in shock.
“What do you mean the place is going to crumble? What just happened?”
You didn’t answer him immediately, but instead tried to make your way down the hall, forcing him to come along beside you. The ceiling was starting to deteriorate as chunks of dust and debris began falling through, and you could tell it would collapse any second now.
“That giant rock must’ve found a power source, and now its going to grow, destroying this surrounding building,” you finally answered, as you stopped before a particularly large crack in the ceiling.
Before Professor Sycamore could ask any more questions, you turned to your Garchomp and shouted a command.
“Garchomp, use Dragon Rage on that crack in the ceiling!”

The Garchomp roared obediantly, and released a blast right above, clearing a hole straight through the roof. Bits of debris fell onto the ground around you.
“We need to get out of here!” you said, your voice forced into a higher volume on account of the loud sounds of the building falling apart.
Professor Sycamore still looked a little confused, and very concerned.
“What about the children? And Steven?” he asked, looking over his shoulder wildly to where Mairin, Serena, and Steven had left earlier, only to witness a large boulder crash into the path. He flinched slightly, and covered you with his body as dust from the boulder’s collision whipped down the hallway.
“There’s no time.” you said, feeling incredibly worn-out at that moment, “Steven has his Metagross…they’ll be fine.” ‘I hope…’ you thought grimly.

Professor Sycamore contemplated your words for a moment before finally nodding in agreement. Taking a look at your appearance, it was clear you were in no shape for a rescue mission right now anyway. He would just have to hope the others would be okay.
Your Garchomp bent over, and the two of you climbed on carefully. Once you were safely holding on, you patted the Pokemon’s back and instructed it.
“Garchomp, take us out of here!”
The dragon roared, and lifted the three of you into the air in a powerful push. You hung on tightly as the air whipped all around you, but only just managed to keep your grip because of Professor Sycamore placing his hands over yours for extra security. You could feel him tense under the strain of keeping both you and himself secured on the Pokemon, and were slightly surprised at how strong the Professor was.
Garchomp flew high enough to make it well over the crumbling building before beginning his decent. As you looked below, your eyes widened at what was left of the structure.
Most of it was completely destroyed, if not severely damaged, and right in the middle of the laboratory was a ginormous, glowing, red rock. Coming out of it were massive, black vines that twisted in every direction, threatening to attack anything and anyone who got near it.

You landed shortly after on a patch of grass, and Professor Sycamore helped lay you down gently.
The two of you scanned the wreckage silently.
‘Please be okay…’ you thought desperately, not seeing any signs of your friends.
The giant rock seemed to stop growing finally, and suddenly began moving, its rocky base dragging along the ground. It was moving incredibly fast for its size in the opposite direction of you and the Professor.
“Where is that thing going?” the Professor asked incredulously.
You shook your head gently.
“I have no idea. Lysandre never told me his full plans for this rock…”


Professor Sycamore looked like he was going to say something else, when suddenly, a glowing object in the distance caught both of your eyes.
You squinted, not wanting to get your hopes up too quickly, when you broke into a smile at recognizing the Steel-type Pokemon, with three inhabitants on its back.
“It’s them!” you said, feeling yourself begin to calm down slightly. “They’re alright!”
Professor Sycamore had a similar expression on his face, and waved wildly to the trio as they approached where the two of you were perched. You could now begin to make out the faces of Mairin, Serena, and Steven, all apparently in good condition.

The three trainers landed shortly, and disembarked the Metagross.
“f/n!” Serena yelled, and ran toward where you sat on the ground. She knelt beside you, staring at you with wide eyes for a moment before pulling you in for a gentle hug.
“I’m so glad you’re alright,” she said softly, and you hugged her back. Serena was like a little sister to you, and the two of you had crossed paths often on her journey with Ash through the Kalos League.
“You too, Serena,” you said warmly, and she released you from her grip, a big smile on her face.

“We need a plan of action.”
The two of you turned to Steven, who was dusting off his dress shirt and pants. He stood up tall.
“We can take one of the aircrafts located in the back of the lab. They weren’t damaged by that giant rock thing.”
The conversation now turned serious once more, as everyone realized the worst battle was yet to come. Professor Sycamore glanced at you, and you nodded shortly.
“Alright,” the Kalosian man agreed. “Let’s go.”

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“How are you feeling?”
Professor Sycamore stared at you concern as the two of you sat in the aircraft. The two of you were alone for a moment, as the others were on the upper level analyzing the giant rock.
You finished taking a swallow of water from the supplies you had found in the carrier before smiling faintly.
“Much better,” you said, and you meant it. Your head no longer had a splitting migraine and strength was returning to all your muscles.
The Professor seemed unconvinced however, noticing the paleness in your complexion and the general thinness of your body. You noticed this look, and rested a reassuring hand on his, locking eyes with a sympathetic gaze.
“Augustine, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.”

This didn’t seem to be the right response, however, because the Kalosian man turned his head away quickly, now staring at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
“Augustine…?” you said quietly, unsure of what you said wrong.
He remained silent for a moment, trying to regain his composure it seemed. When he spoke, he still didn’t not lift his gaze.
“I’ve done nothing but worry about you the entire time you were gone,” he said softly, causing your breath to halt in your throat. How could you been so thoughtless? Of course, you had missed the Professor and his lab more than anything while you were under Team Flare’s control, but at least you knew he was safe and alright. How had he felt that entire month you were gone, not knowing where you were and if you were even alive?
“Augustine,” you said softly again, giving his hand a small squeeze, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t think–”
“Shhh.” The Professor shook his head, and you were surprised as he now took your hand in his, caressing it gently. He smiled faintly, then lifted his pale blue eyes to meet your e/c ones.
“Now I know never to take you for granted, mon amour.”

Your eyes grew wide as he slowly raised your hand to his lips and planted a chaste kiss on the the back of it. You could feel your cheeks heat up, and you were sure a bright band of pink was now spreading across your face.
‘Mon amour?’ your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Did he mean that literally, or was it just one of his French expressions he used? Had he called you that before?
The Professor now lowered your hand, but continued holding it in his own. He was silent for a while, and you waited on baited breath as he ran his thumb tenderly over your hand.
So much had happened since that day about a month ago, when he asked you to dinner. You could remember well just how ecstatic you were over his invitation. Did he still feel the same way about you?
“f/n.”
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his voice, barely over a whisper. You stared at him intently as he continued staring at your hand.
“There’s something I need to tell you…”

“Professor, come quick!”
The Kalosian man’s words were abruptly cut off by the sound of Serena’s voice from the upper level. He frowned, and sat still for a second before shaking his hand and getting to his feet, helping you stand as well.
The two of you left the supply room and moved toward the stairs. Professor Sycamore went first, and offered his hand to help you up, but you shook your head.
“I’m fine, Augustine.”
He looked doubtful, but you shot him a look that told him to let you go, which he reluctantly did.
You made your way up, slower than usual, but without much trouble. Your mind, however, was in worse shape as you tried in frustration to think of what the Professor was going to say to you.

Unfortunately, you didn’t have time to worry, because Serena came rushing to meet you at the top of the stairs, a look of great distress on her face.
“What is it, Serena?” Professor Sycamore asked.
The girl’s lip trembled slightly and the two of you looked at her with rapt attention.
“The giant rock is looking for a stronger energy source…that’s where it’s going. It’s moving toward the sundial in Anistar City,” she said quietly, her voice barely audible.
“And what if it reaches there?” you said, already worried about the answer.
“If it collides with the sundial…” Sererna took a deep breath, “Then the entire world will be destroyed!"
Professor Sycamore didn’t have time to react as your Garchomp came lunging at him. He stood there, frozen in shock at what was happening.
He looked away just as the Garchomp’s claws were almost upon him, holding the Chespin in his arms close to his chest for protection.
Just when he thought the attack would hit, he heard a small collision.
Opening his eyes, he was shocked to find Serena’s Pancham on the ground, knocked unconscious. It had thrown itself in front of Garchomp to save the Professor.
“I’m so proud of you, Pancham!” said Serena as she returned the Pokemon to its ball.

“Your heroics won’t get you anywhere, stupid girl,” you called, rolling your eyes.
“[name]!” the Professor yelled, forehead creased in worry, “What are you doing?”
You now turned your attention to the dark-haired man, and his heart nearly stopped at the malicious look you gave him.
“I’m trying to stop you from ruining our plans!” you hissed.
He frowned, still incredibly confused.
“Our plans?? What do you—"

He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly noticing something. Around your neck was a necklace—no—a collar. It was emitting a soft red light, and it appeared that your Garchomp had one on as well.
Was that what he thought it was?
Yes, it was without a doubt one of those mind control devices. Team Rocket had tried to use it on his very own Garchomp not long ago.
He grimaced, and then turned to Mairin, handing her the Pokemon.
“You keep Chespie safe, Mairin,” he said calmly, then looked to Serena and Steven. “Don’t try to help me. I can handle this on my own.”
“But Professor!” Serena yelled, visibly worried.
“Don’t worry about me, Serena,” he said with a small smile, “I know the real [name] is still in there.”

With that, he turned back to face you, who was standing with arms crossed looking rather bored. Pulling out his only Poke Ball, he released his Garchomp, so it stood face-to-face with yours.
“Garchomp, I need you to keep [name]’s Garchomp distracted, but don’t hurt it,” he instructed.
“Garrr,” it growled in response, indicating it understood.
“And here I was getting excited for a real Pokemon battle, Augustine,” you called from down the hall. “Don’t go all soft on me now.”
Professor Sycamore stood with fists clenched, a determined look on his face.
“Only the real [name] calls me ‘Augustine,’” he said in a low voice, “And you’re not her.”
You grit your teeth, staring at him through narrowed eyes.
A second later, your Garchomp suddenly lunged again. It did this without any verbal commands on your behalf – a skill that you possessed through your strong bond with your Pokemon.
This time however, Professor Sycamore’s Garchomp stood to defend him, and the two dragons became locked in a struggle to attack the other. This left you open for him to start walking toward you.

“[name],” he said, his voice quiet and pleading. “I know you’re in there. Please, come back to me.”
You snorted in derision.
“That’s gotta be the sappiest thing I’ve ever heard. I work for Team Flare now.”
The Professor didn’t stop walking, moving forward with even more resolve.
“Don’t you want to come back to my lab? To work with all the Pokemon you love so much? We’ve all missed you so much, [name].”
Your body shifted to a more defensive pose, and Professor Sycamore thought you looked like you were struggling to keep your composure.
“You…you’re insane if you think I’ll come ba—AH!”
Red sparks suddenly came out of the collar around your neck, and you grabbed at it frantically as it shocked your entire body. Squeezing your eyes shut, your face contorted in agony from the pain and you struggled to stay balanced on your feet until you slumped against the wall for support.
“[name]!” The Professor yelled. The sounds of your screams felt like stabs to his heart as he started running to where you stood.
“Stay away!” you snarled, only to have your body seize up as another jolt of electricity shot through you. Unable to support yourself any longer, you collapsed to the ground on your knees, still pulling desperately at the collar.

Professor Sycamore arrived at your side and knelt next to you, despite your weakened attempts to back away from him. He held you by the shoulders, terrified at how much you were shaking.
“[name]…” His voice cracked, unable to keep it even, but he didn’t care.
You were starting to fade, your eyelids beginning to droop, until you finally slumped into his arms, body still trembling.
“[name]! No! Stay with me!” he croaked, placing hands firmly under your neck, running his fingers through your h/l, h/c hair. He couldn’t lose you…not here…not like this…

“Don’t move, Professor!”
The Kalosian man suddenly looked back at the sound of Serena’s voice. She was running full speed at the two of you, her Sylveon right beside her.
“Sylveon, use swift on that collar!” she yelled, pointing straight at you.
Before the Professor had time to react, the pink Pokemon sent a bullet of stars right in his direction.
He heard the sound of the metal being struck, and looked back down at you. The collar seemed to break apart right before his eyes, and he removed it the rest of the way, throwing it on the ground.

Brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face, he lowered his head to your mouth, and sighed in relief at the sound of your breath returning to normal. You still looked frighteningly pale though, and he pulled you closer to his chest.
He looked back up at Serena.
“Thank you,” he said earnestly, “Now can you do that to her Garchomp’s collar too?”
The young girl nodded and turned her attention to the two Garchomps still locked in combat.
“Garchomp, return!” the Professor said, pulling out his Poke Ball.
“Sylveon, use swift!” Serena commanded, and the small Pokemon sent out another stream of stars. It struck the collar around your Garchomps neck, and the metal device fell to the floor with a clang as well.

Professor Sycamore took a few deep breaths, trying to wrap his head around everything that just happened when he heard you cough.
“[name]!” he gasped, and turned to look at you as you continued coughing. Lifting you up a bit, he stared at you in concern until you managed to regain your composure.
Slowly, your eyelids fluttered open, revealing tired, but beautifully sparkling eyes. You gazed up at Professor Sycamore, your head resting against his chest, and felt yourself relax to the soothing sound of his heart beat.
“Augustine…” you said quietly, your voice coming out in a strained whisper.
“Shh,” he hushed, feeling himself close to tears in happiness at hearing your voice—your real voice—for the first time in what seemed like forever.

He glanced back up at Steven, Mairin, and Serena, who were watching the current scene unfold with identically tearful expressions.
“You three, go look for that giant rock Lysandre’s been studying,” The Professor said, “We’ll catch up later.”
“You got it,” Steven grinned, and the three of them took off in the opposite direction.
“Take care of [name] Professor!” Serena called over her shoulder, and Sycamore nodded assuringly in response.

He turned back to you once they were around the corner, and caringly ran his thumb lightly across your cheek.
The faint smile that had been on your lips now suddenly disappeared as you began looking around you, noticing your Garchomp and the collars laying on the floor.
Professor Sycamore’s face turned anxious as he saw tears began to well up in your eyes and you burrowed your face into his dark blue shirt. You started to sob softly, your body trembling again, and he rubbed your back reassuredly.
“It’s okay [name]. You’re free now. I won’t let anything happen to you again,” he tightened his hold on you, and you now wrapped your arms around his waist in a hug.
“Th-they m-ma-made…m-m-me…” you stammered, unable to speak in between sobs.
Professor Sycamore hushed you again, stroking your soft h/c hair, allowing you to continue crying for several minutes against his side.

He had never expected this would be how the two of you would reunite, and he wasn’t sure if his heart could take all this pain—both physical and emotional—that you were experiencing. As he held your shaking figure however, the Kalosian man still felt an immense feeling of relief. You were here, in his arms, and you would be alright.
It was all he could ask for.
As your breathing started to calm down again, you sat up, your strength beginning to return. Eyes puffy and tired, you couldn’t find it in yourself to look the Professor in the eyes as you spoke in a low murmur.
“They…made me do such terrible things,” you said slowly. “I hurt so many Pokemon and their trainers.”You closed your eyes and shook your head. “I tried so hard to fight it Augustine…I really did. But…but…it just…” Your voice trailed off, and you nuzzled against him. “I told them you would come save me, Augustine,” you said softly into his chest, feeling safe with his arms wrapped around you.
Professor Sycamore hoped you couldn’t hear how fast his heart was beating.
“I never stopped looking for you,” he said as he gently moved another strand of hair out of your face, and you smiled warmly in return.
The Professor was having a difficult time sorting out all the emotions he was experiencing at once right now, but one thing was clear to him as he stared into your eyes.
He was now madly in love with you.

He didn’t have time to savor the moment however, because you suddenly started pushing yourself up, trying to stand.
“[name], wait, be careful…” the Kalosian man said cautiously, holding you firmly around the waist as you got onto your feet. You were still quite shaky, and required much of his support to even stand. Professor Sycamore grabbed your hand gently, and wrapped your arm around his shoulders, and began helping you slowly make your way to the Pokemon down the hallway.
“Garchomp,” you said, voice still weak, but growing stronger, “Hey boy, come here.”
The dragon-type Pokemon turned its head and slowly started walking toward you. Letting go of Professor Sycamore, you reached out and hugged it around its giant snout.
Rubbing it gently, you could hear it almost purr in contentedness.
“I’m so sorry buddy,” you said softly, “I’m sorry you got dragged into this too.”
“Garrrrchomp,” it replied, nuzzling affectionately into you a bit as well.
You giggled, then looked back at the Professor.

“We need to find Mairin’s Chespie and get out of here.”
The Professor looked at you in confusion.
“I thought we needed to deactivate that giant rock first.”
You shook your head, and held out an arm, indicating for Professor Sycamore to help you stand again.
“The rock will be fine, Chespie is the one we need to get.”
You slung an arm around his shoulder as he grasped your waist. The look on his face still baffled you. Why did he seem so confused?
“[name], the other three…Steven, Mairin, and Serena…all went to find the rock,” he finally revealed, his voice quiet with anxiety. “I thought you knew that.”
You shook your head.
“No, I think I was still a little out of it when they left,” you said, now understanding his concern. “They’ll be fine though, as long as they didn’t bring Chespie with them.”
Professor Sycamore gasped, and your eyes widened in horror.
“They…they didn’t take Chespie with them, did they Augustine?” you said slowly, although you already knew the answer from the look on his face.
“[name], what’s going to happen if they find it?” The Professor asked, unmasked worry in his voice.
You bit your lip, heart beginning to race.
“Lysandre’s been using Chespie for its Mega Evolution energy,” you said quietly. “If it comes in contact with the giant rock…the rock will absorb Chespie for that energy. It was his backup plan if Zygarde didn’t cooperate.”

The Professors eyes grew wide at the thought of this.
“We need to find them! Before it’s too—”
He stopped mid-sentence as a large vibration rumbled throughout the lab. His grip around you tightened as the floor below you shook.
The Kalosian man looked down at you, a sinking feeling coming to him at the look in your eyes.
“It’s too late,” you whispered, “This whole place is going to crumble.”
Hey guys, 

So I am working on the next part of BHW. It's like, a little over halfway done. But this semester is going really rough, and I'm honestly struggling to get anything done right now. Any support would be appreciated, and thanks for all you patience!!
About a week later, Sophie knocked softly on the Professor’s office door in the late morning.
“Professor?” she called, “It’s Sophie, may I come in?”
“Enter.”
The woman stepped into the office to find the Kalosian man at his desk, filling out some paperwork. His appearance was about the same as last week, but at least it hadn’t gotten worse.
“What is it Sophie?” the man asked, not looking up.
“Sir, the Kalos League Tournament starts this afternoon, and you’ve been asked to make an appearance.”
The Professor stopped his writing and looked up. Was it really already here? It seemed like it was still weeks to go until the tournament came around.
“Alain will be competing, right?” he asked, recalling his past assistant.
Sophie nodded.
“Yes sir, I believe so, as well as Ash Ketchum.”
The Professor was silent for a moment, staring out his window. Then, he turned around, and offered Sophie a wry smile – something that had been a rarity lately.
“Very good. I’ll head out in a bit.”

***

Augustine clapped loudly along with the rest of the crowd as he watched Alain accept the golden trophy. It had truly been the match of the year to see—Ash vs. Alain for the title of Kalos League Champion. Both boys and their Pokemon had fought well, but it was the Professor’s former assistant that came out triumphant.
As Alain raised the trophy in victory, the Professor felt himself smile—truly smile—for the first time since…since you had said yes to his date.
That was almost a month ago now.
Of course, he couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty. It was difficult for him to feel anything but anguish and sadness since you had disappeared, but still, moments like these were meant to be cherished.

It was at that moment that a loud crash could be heard outside the stadium. The crowd’s jubilent cheering suddenly shifted to confused murmurs, then to screaming.
Professor Sycamore’s mouth opened in shock as the large vines began creeping their way into the stadium.
“Wha-” he muttered, mostly to himself, “What are those things?!”

***

The hallways of the laboratory seemed like an endless labrynth. The Professor, along with Mairin and Serena, turned corner after corner, only to find another indistiguishable path.
Everything was happening so quickly—only a few short hours ago, he had been standing in the Kalos League Stadium, cheering Alain on in his victory, and now he was racing to save Mairin’s Pokemon, Chespie.
All under Lysandre’s threat to destroy the world.
Augustine grit his teeth as the three turned yet another corner, still finding no signs of the right room. Just the thought of Lysandre’s twisted ideals—going on about creating beauty when he was doing nothing but terrible, terrible destruction—was enough to make him angry.
He had no idea what became of Alain and Ash either. They had been seperated after the stadium was attacked, and the Professor had gotten distracted since then.
His mind then turned to you, and his forehead creased in worry. Where were you in all of this chaos? Were you safe? Where you alive?
He shook his head, taking a deep breath as he continued running down the hallways. He couldn’t think like that. He had to have hope. He would find you, safe and sound.

“Professor!”

The Kalosian man snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of Mairin’s voice. She was pointing at a door at the end of the hall they were currently running down.
“What is it, Mairin?” he huffed.
“Chespie’s in there! I’m sure of it!”
He nodded, not doubting her intuition for a second. The bond between a Pokemon and their trainer was often inexplicable, but was not something to mess with.

Just as they were about to reach the door, three shadowy figures emerged from the adjoining wings.
The Professor, Mairin, and Serena stopped in their tracks as three Team Flare grunts stepped into the light.
“Well, well, well…” one of them taunted, a sinister smirk on her face. “If it isn’t the Professor and the little brats.”
“Why are you guys doing this!?” Serena yelled, her fists clenched tightly at her side. “Why are you trying to destroy the world!?”
“Hmph,” one of the other grunts snorted in amusement, “This world needs to be destroyed. Without its destruction, there’s no way for it to ever be beautiful again. Lysandre knows this, and we’re simply believing in his vision of a better tomorrow.”
“You’re crazy!” the Professor shouted, eyes gleaming with anger.

The woman paused a moment to consider Sycamore, then smiled even wider.
“My, my,” she cooed, placing a hand to her hip casually. “If it isn’t our very own Pokemon Professor. I was hoping I would get to meet you someday.”
The Kalosian man narrowed his eyes.
“Oh, and why is that?” he hissed in a low voice.
The Team Flare grunt giggled sinisterly.
“After hearing so much about you from your darling little girlfriend, I’ve just been dying to meet this Professor Augustine Sycamore that would come to her rescue.”

Professor Sycamore’s eyes widened in shock at her words, only causing her to laugh even more. His heart began to race as he took in what she said, and he clenched his fists even tighter, feeling an anger he had never experienced before now begin to build inside of him.
“What did you do to her!!?” he roared, causing Serena and Mairin to look at him in surprise at his raised voice.

The grunt waved a dismissive hand.
“We just helped her realize her true calling for this world, that’s all.”
Augustine grit his teeth, staring at this woman with a feeling he couldn’t quite describe. Wait, no…he had heard of this feeling before, although he had never experienced it until now. It was hatred.
“IF YOU LAY A SINGLE HAND ON HER—”
“Oh, my dear Professor,” she murmured, that disgusting smile still plastered on her face. “I would never do anything to hurt Team Flare’s best worker.”
Professor Sycamore breathed deeply, trying to keep himself as calm as possible as his anger threatened to overcome him. He had to stay level, he still had Mairin and Serena to worry about.
“What are you talking about?” he said quietly, not taking his eyes off the woman.
“I’m saying that little assistant of yours is now working for us,” she said in an almost bored tone. “Sorry, but she’s much too powerful to just coop up in a lab all day.”
“Liar!” the Professor yelled, “[name] would never work for people like you!”

The Team Flare grunt sighed.
“Believe whatever you want, but you’ll probably run into her sooner or later.”
She smirked again, reaching for her belt for what appeared to be a Poke Ball.
“That is…if we don’t kill you first!”
At that second, three Houndooms appeared from the Team Flare grunts, each of them snarling and ready to attack.

Serena suddenly whipped out her hand, releasing three Poke Balls containing Sylveon, Pancham, and Braxien.
“Professor!” the small girl yelled, not taking her eyes off the enemies. “Take Mairin and go get Chespie! I can handle this!”
Professor Sycamore stared at her in concern.
“Serena, are you sure—”
“Just go!”
He contemplated her for a moment longer, before nodding to Mairin and taking off down the hallway.

The two of them took a roundabout way to avoid the battle, and reached the doorway Mairin had pointed to.
The Professor opened the door and Mairin ran inside.
“Chespie!” she exclaimed, and ran to the small Pokemon laying on a bed on the opposite side of the room.
“Chespie…” she said, much more quietly as she noticed the comatose state her Chespin was in.
“It’ll be alright,” the Professor said assuringly, scooping the Pokemon up in his arms, “But we need to hurry and get out of here.”
Mairin stared wide-eyed at her Chespie for a moment before nodding, face set with determination.

They exited the room to find Serena still battling the Team Flare members, her Pokemon fighting with all their might.
“There’s just so many of them…” she murmured, feeling a bead of sweat run down her forehead.
Suddenly, the grunts and their Houndooms were covered in a glowing light, and began to lift off the ground.
“Huh?” Serena watched in amazement as they were then tossed through the air into the wall with a crash, landing in a heap that remained unmoving.

“Did I make it in time?” called a voice from behind her.
Serena turned around to see a young, icy-blue haired man strolling toward her, Metagross at his side.
“Steven!” she cheered, her face breaking into a wide grin at the sight of her friend. “Thanks a lot!”
He grinned, giving her a thumbs-up and a wink in response.

The Professor and Mairin caught up to the two trainers.
“We need to find where they’re keeping that giant rock!” the Professor said evenly, remembering the other reason they came to Lysandre’s lab.
“Right,” Steven nodded, “Lead the way.”

“Leaving so soon?”

Every hair on Professor Sycamore’s back stood on end at the sound of voice behind him. It came as a sweet melody to his ears, the familiar sound of her voice.
It can’t be…
He turned around slowly and almost dropped the Chespin in his arms from the shock of the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
Garchomp by her side, stood the h/c haired, e/c eyed woman he had so dearly missed.

“[name]…” he breathed, hardly daring to believe what he saw, and took a step forward.
But there was no doubt about it, it was you. The Professor broke into a wide smile, feeling as if he might cry from happiness. But as he continued his way down the hall to meet you, something felt off.
You didn’t seem to have the same reaction. Instead of coming to meet you, you remained standing at the end of the hall, unmoving, with the slightest trace of a smile on your face.

“[name],” the Professor said quietly, slowing his steps. “It’s me, Augustine.” His voice sounded weak and strained as he continued observing you standing there.

Your smile widened across your face as you shifted your weight to face him full-on.
“Hello, Augustine,” you said softly.
The Professor frowned. Something was definitely off. That was your voice, yes, but it lacked its usual warm tone and kindness.
He didn’t have time to think however, because suddenly you pointed right at him and shouted a command.

“Garchomp, use Dragon Claw!”
I swear I'm working on part 16. School is just insanely hectic right now....
Update: I'm back at school, so parts will be much slower! It's hard balancing it all :(
The following weeks of class went by rather smoothly, thankfully. You were nearly finished with your sculpture for Hanji, and your first drawing assignment for Moblit had earned you an ‘A.’ Things were even looking up in algebra. You were beginning to understand most of the homework, and your grades were rapidly improving.
Things with Levi, however, became even more complicated. You thought perhaps the two of you may have grown more comfortable around each other after the run-in on your parent’s anniversary, yet things seemed to have gotten worse.
During your tutoring sessions, he would hardly look at you, and any of your attempts at small talk were either ignored or quickly shut down.
You couldn’t help but wonder what was to blame for this sudden change of interaction. Had you done something wrong?

“f/n, what do you want for your birthday?”
Your thoughts were interrupted by Eren as he stared at you attentively, emerald eyes shimmering in the sunlight.
“My birthday?” you repeated, remembering now that it was two days away.
You thought for a second.
“Um, I’m really not sure. Art supplies I guess?”
“Hmm, think of something better.”
Eren grinned cheekily, then returned his attention back to his homework.

You, Eren, and Mikasa were at Eren’s place studying together. Outside, the leaves were beginning to fall gracefully to the streets below, now having turned beautiful shades of red, orange and yellow.
“I don’t know what to tell you Eren, I just really don’t need that much stuff,” you shrugged.
Eren rolled his eyes.
“Fine, then let’s celebrate your birthday at a party this weekend. The whole gang. Whatdoya say?”
He looked at you with that devilish smirk and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Okay, fine. That actually sounds like fun.”
You thought you a second, then added, “Just no truth or dare.”
Eren laughed.
“Deal!”

Your laptop suddenly binged, and you glanced over at it to see you had received an email.
You didn’t quite recognize the name at first, but then gasped.
“Oh my gosh!” you exclaimed, causing Eren and Mikasa to look at you wide-eyed.
“What?” they both asked, but you were too busy reading.

To: f/n l/n
Reply-To: Eld Jinn
Re: Meeting

Hello Ms. l/n

This is Eld Jinn, we spoke over the phone via Hanji Zoe a few weeks ago. Sorry to take so long getting back to you–things are very busy here as of now.

I would like to set up a meeting sometime this week concerning your graphic novel. Please give us a call at 123-456-7890.

Bring all materials you have for the story. Hanji told me you haven’t gotten that far–don’t worry. We’re willing to work with you at whatever stage you’re at depending on if we publish your story or not.

Best,

Eld Jinn
Director of Communications Outreach
Special Operations Publishing House


“WHAT f/n!?” Eren nearly screamed this time, as you apparently hadn’t responded to him the first several times.
“That publisher I told you about emailed me! He wants to set up a meeting this week!” you grinned, feeling more excited than before now.
Since it took him a while to email you back, you had been working hard on your story to get it review-ready. It wasn’t perfect, but the first chapter seemed pretty smoothed out, and the next few chapters were planned out as well.
“That’s great f/n,” Mikasa smiled warmly.
“Just make sure you remember us when you become famous,” Eren grinned.

***

The morning of your birthday was quite pleasant. Sasha offered you part of her sandwich in Hanji’s class that day (which you rejected, but the sentiment was good nonetheless), and Connie brought you a cupcake from the school’s shop (which you did accept).
Nanaba and Levi’s class both went by as usual too. The normal for Levi was now that he had returned to not acknowledging you, nor even looking at you for that matter.
You sighed. Why did his odd behavior bother you so much?

Returning to your apartment after class, you checked your phone to see some unread messages.

2:13 p.m. Erwin: See you tonight birthday girl!

12:32 p.m. Petra: Happy Birthday f/n! Can’t wait to see you tonight!

11:58 a.m. Marco: Happy birthday!! :D

7:29 a.m. Connie: do you like chocolate or vanilla?


You smiled. Your birthday wasn’t really a big deal to you, but it was always nice to see people remembered and cared.
You looked forward to dinner at the Smith’s tonight as well. It had been a while since you had seen them and you were starting to really miss that squealing toddler…

***

You arrived on the porch of their house later that evening and Erwin opened the door as you approached.
“Ah! There’s the birthday girl!” he grinned like a fool, and you giggled at his dorkiness.
“Hey Erwin,” you said warmly, meeting him for a hug. You didn’t even mind that it was a little too tight. It was good to see him.
He released you and held you by the shoulders, giving you a glance over.
“You even look older!” he beamed.
You rolled your eyes, and gave him a little shove.
“Stop acting like I’m ten, Erwin.”
You stepped into the front hallway past the tall blond and he closed the door behind the both of you.

“I still remember you when you were even smaller than Armin, you know,” Erwin continued the torment, bumping you playfully with his shoulder.
“Oh god, let’s not talk about that…” you groaned.
Erwin grinned.
“Well too bad, cuz I got you that pink tutu you always wanted…”
“Erwin!” you laughed, pretending to be annoyed. In all honesty, you couldn’t ever get mad at him.

He dropped the teasing after that as you arrived in the kitchen.
“It smells wonderful!” you said, breathing in the warm aromas of Petra’s cooking.
The auburn-haired woman smiled, glancing over at you from the kitchen sink.
“I would hope so, it’s your favorite!”
She wiped her hands on her apron then approached you, bringing you in for a hug.
“Happy birthday f/n!” she cheered, giving an extra squeeze before returning to her task.

“f/n! f/n! f/n! f/nnnnn!”
“I know who that is…” you said with a smirk.
The child suddenly appeared in the doorway at top speed, hands waving wildly while making various shrieks and yells as he went.
“Walk, Armin,” Erwin said sternly.
That didn’t stop his son however, as he came racing toward you.
You squatted over, prepared, and caught him in a tight hug. Standing up, you twirled around once, sending the boy’s legs flying though the air.

“Hehehe! Yaaaay!” he squealed.
Erwin shook his head in amusement as you set Armin down.
“Happy birday f/n!” the toddler cheered, then ran into the other room.
“Where’s he going?” you frowned, looking over at Erwin.
He shrugged.
“Probably to grab your present.”
“Should I open it now?”
He grinned.
“I don’t think you want to keep Armin waiting.”

You laughed, as you heard the thudding of footsteps telling you he was on his way back in. Indeed, he had a medium sized gift in his hands, which he held up to you.
“Here go!” he said with a wide smile.
You exaggerated a surprised face.
“For me? Oh Armin, you shouldn’t have!”
He giggled as you accepted the gift, and took a seat at the dining table to open it.

“Oh, you guys!” you exclaimed as you pulled out the box.
It was a drawing tablet that you could attach to your laptop to draw digitally.
“You were always eyeing those things at the store when we went, so I hope you like it,” Erwin grinned.
You smiled widely, and the look of pure joy on your face made Erwin beam.
“I love it!”
You looked around at all three of them.
“Thanks so much you guys!”
Everyone returned the smile, when the oven started beeping.
Petra grinned.
“I hope you’re all hungry. Time to eat!”

***

You ate your favorite meal quickly, relishing the delicious food much to Petra’s delight.
The dinner conversation was pleasant, although you couldn’t help but notice Erwin and Petra were acting rather oddly. Anytime Petra spoke, it was to ask Armin or you a question, but never Erwin. In fact, it seemed like she hardly acknowledged his existence whatsoever. Erwin subtly tried to talk to her several times throughout the meal, commenting on her stories, or laughing at a joke, but she would not react.
‘Erwin wasn’t kidding about them being strained lately…’ you thought glumly.

Nevertheless, the evening was still enjoyable, and you were in good spirits as you got into Erwin’s vehicle to go home.
As you were buckling your seatbelt, you felt something fall on your lap. You picked it up, recognizing it as your algebra notebook.
“Here, I meant to give this to you weeks ago, but I haven’t seen you in a while,” Erwin said evenly, pulling the car out of the garage.
You stared at Erwin nervously, wondering if he knew.
He turned to you and grinned, to your relief.
“Don’t worry. I’m not mad. Levi kind of forced that lie on you, yeah?”
You sighed in relief and nodded.
“Yeah, maybe a bit.”
Erwin shook his head.
“He’s a complex guy, isn’t he?”
You chuckled.
“You could say that again.”

***

Returning to your room that night, you pulled up your laptop, hoping to see if Eld had emailed you back about your proposed meeting time.
You pulled up the email browser, seeing two unread.

To: f/n l/n
Reply-To: Eld Jinn
Re: Re: Meeting

Hello Ms. l/n,

Yes, Friday will work great. See you then.

Eld Jinn
Director of Communications Outreach
Special Operations Publishing House


You grinned, excited to think about the opportunities that might be on the horizon for you. You then proceeded onto the next email, and frowned at reading who it was from.

To: f/n l/n
Reply-To: Levi Ackerman
Re: Tutoring tomorrow

f/n -

Something came up, and I cannot meet at our regular time for tutoring tomorrow. Can you meet me at the Café on West Elm Street at 7 p.m. instead?

Let me know.

- Levi


You read the email twice just to be sure you understood it completely. He wanted to meet you outside of school? Wouldn’t it just have been easier to cancel meeting instead?
You sighed, clicking the reply arrow on the screen.
‘Why not?’

To: Levi Ackerman
Reply-To: f/n l/n
Re: Re: Tutoring tomorrow

Levi,

Tomorrow at 7 is fine.

-f/n
AoT AU: Behind His Walls: Levi x Reader: Part 15
Everyone get ready for the next part, cuz it's gonna be good! :)

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Warning: Pokemon XY&Z anime spoilers! The events of this story take place during the final events of the Lysandre’s attack.

Professor Sycamore ran a hand through his messy black hair and sighed heavily. It had been a rather long day in the lab, and he thought he might retire early for the night.
Heading down the hallway he passed by the occasional research room, only to stop before one. Glancing through the observation window, he couldn’t help but smile at seeing the familiar h/c haired woman hard at work. She was moving quickly around the lab, still working on the tests on the Mega Evolution stones, as she had since this morning.
Professor Sycamore sighed, admiring the determined look on your face, your e/c eyes shimmering with conviction.

Yes, he had definitely made an excellent choice in hiring you on as his assistant. At first, he thought you wouldn’t accept his offer. You were one, if not the strongest Pokemon trainer in the league, surely you wouldn’t want to spend your time cooped up in some lab?
But thankfully for him, your passion lied with Pokemon biology. The care, and the study of these magnificent creatures had pulled you in, and you gratefully accepted the Professor’s offer.
Over the time you had been working, the Kalosian man couldn’t help but feel a strong connection, a connection that he now recognized as a burgeoning affection toward you.
But he was never good at this, the whole romance thing. His passion for Pokemon had never left him time to be interested in his love life.
Yet there was something about you that he couldn’t seem to let go. But what was he to do?

“You make it so obvious, Professor.”
“Ahhh!” Professor Sycamore jumped at the sound of someone standing behind him, only to see his giggling assistant Sophie.
“Sophie!” He scolded, “Don’t scare me like that!”
He stood up straight and flattened out his shirt, trying to regain his composure.
The blue-haired assistant covered her mouth to hide her giggling.
“I’m sorry sir,” she replied, but raised an eyebrow at seeing the Professor’s attention already turned back to the window.
She observed him observing you working for a moment, smiling softly at the unmasked adoration in the man’s eyes. Sophie had never seen him quite like this.

“You should ask her out,” she said softly.
Professor Sycamore turned and stared at her wide-eyed.
“You think so? I mean–” he stopped, catching himself. “Sophie, what do you mean?”
The assistant rolled her eyes. He was so obvious it was cute.
She placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Ask her to dinner. I know she’d say yes.”
With that, she continued her path down the hall and into an adjoining research room.


The Professor considered her words a moment, not able to contain his smile at the thought of taking you out. A night…of just the two of you…
He sighed dreamily, then took a deep breath, making his decision.

***

You had been hard at work all day on your study of Mega Evolution stones when you heard a soft knock on the door.
“Come in!” you called without looking away from your clipboard.
The door clicked open and you finished scrawling the last note down before turned around.
Your breath caught at the sight of the gorgeous Kalosian man standing there. He had his hands casually in his lab coat pockets, and his hair seemed more disheveled than usual, but this only added to your attraction to him.
“Hello Augustine,” you said with a smile.
Professor Sycamore smiled back. You were the only one in the laboratory that called him by his first name. For anyone else, he’d prefer they call him ‘Professor,’ but you had always played by your own rules, and he wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Hello [name]. How’s the research coming?” He took a step into the room to glance at what you had been working on.
“Excellent. I think I almost have a cohesive, formulaic understanding of the Garchompite Mega Stone!”
Your eyes glimmered with passion, and the Professor couldn’t help but feel butterflies in his stomach when he saw them.

He continued staring when he suddenly realized you were speaking.
“Err–what was that?” he stammered, feeling himself blush.
You laughed softly at his absent-mindedness.
“I asked if there was anything you needed from me.”
“Ah, right,” Professor Sycamore grinned wryly and put a hand behind his head sheepishly. He cleared his throat. “I was thinking [name]…you don’t get out of this lab too often, do you?”
You looked at him curiously.
“No…I suppose not…” you said slowly.
The Professor grinned.
“Well then, how about you say we go out – er – I mean, we, uh, go get dinner? – um – I don’t mean that – huh?”
He stopped speaking when he noticed you laughing. You held your hand up to your mouth to cover, but that didn’t hide the laughter he could see in your eyes.
You calmed yourself down, and smiled sweetly at the Kalosian man.
“Dinner tomorrow sounds wonderful, Augustine.”
Professor Sycamore didn’t react for a moment, then broke into a wide smile.
“Tres bien! Tres bien!” he cheered, and you couldn’t help but giggle at his happiness.

“Shall I help you close up for the night?” he asked.
You thought about taking him up on the offer, when you noticed the dark circles under his eyes. They had always been there – the Professor always worked himself until exhaustion – but they appeared much darker than usual tonight, and the more you stared, the more you realized how tired he looked.
“I can close tonight,” you replied, “You just get some sleep.”
Professor Sycamore opened his mouth to protest, but turned into a yawn. He chuckled lightly to himself.
“I suppose that’s a good idea. Very well.”
He took a step back and bowed his head a bit, a strand of his dark locks sweeping in front of his eyes, which he brushed aside casually.
“I will see you tomorrow evening, Mademoiselle.”
You nodded.
“Sleep well, Augustine.”

After he closed the door behind him, you let out a small squeal of excitement, your heart bursting with happiness.
After all this time, Professor Augustine Sycamore finally asked you out. You had been hoping he would for some time now, but felt it were out of your professional sphere to initiate any romantic gestures. You were his assistant, after all.
As you cleaned your work space, your thoughts wandered off to the Kalosian man. You couldn’t recall when it happened, but it hadn’t take long for you to fall for the passionate and dreamy professor. After working with him side by side for so long, he only fueled your desire for him through his kind demeanor and determined attitude when it came to research.

You sighed into a smile, gathering your papers before turning off the lights and locking the research room behind you.
Heading toward the front door to close up, you suddenly frowned. A woman was in the front entrance, donned in a bright orange suit and dark sunglasses. She stood tall with arms behind her back, hardly moving a muscle.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but we’re closed,” you said, cautiously moving your way into the room.
You were met with no reaction whatsoever.
“Excuse me ma’am,” you tried again, taking another step closer. “We’re clo – ahhh!”

You shouted as pair of gloved hands suddenly grabbed you from behind, but your cries were quickly muffled as a damp cloth was pressed onto your face.
Inhaling the fumes, you recognized it as chloroform and almost instantly felt your vision start to blur. You felt yourself begin to fall, your whole body going limp, and were slowly lowered onto the ground.
The cloth was removed from your mouth, and you tried desperately to keep your eyes open.
“Augus…Augustine…” you murmured, almost inaudibly.
The woman standing before you finally moved, walking over to your side until she towered over your body.
“Hello Ms. [name], you have something our boss wants.”
You barely heard what she said however, because soon after you were pulled into a deep, dark sleep.

*****

“Professor, where have you been??”
Cosette stared in shock as the man entered the laboratory, drenched from the rain. He was visibly shivering and didn’t acknowledge his assistant, apparently deep in thought. He took a seat on the nearest bench, and stared absentmindedly at the floor.
The petite red-head ran out, then returned with a blanket, which she draped around the soaked Professor.
“Thank you Cosette,” he mumbled vaguely.
She took a seat beside him.
“Professor…” she said, not masking the anxiety in her voice, “You’ve been gone since this morning. Where were you?”
The man continued staring off into space.
“I had a lead…it seemed like a good one…”

Cosette frowned.
“Professor, you can’t keep doing this…it’s been weeks. You need to take better care of yourself.”
She was right. The dark circles under his eyes were more pronounced than ever, and he had clearly lost weight from not eating enough.
He sighed and closed his eyes.
“I can’t sleep Cosette,” he said heavily, “I can’t eat, I can’t…do anything. Not until I find [name].”

The girl bit her lip.
“Sir, we’ve talked about this. She wasn’t kidnapped. She left –”
“She wouldn’t just leave!” Professor Sycamore suddenly snapped, turning to face his assistant.
She recoiled a moment, then recovered.
“Sir, you saw the evidence! Her room was packed, she left a note–”
“The note was fake!” he roared, now standing until her towered over his assistant.
Cosette’s eyes grew wide. She had never seen him so angry.
Seeming to realize his outburst, the Professor paused a moment to breath, and his gaze returned to the floor. When he spoke, his voice came out much calmer and quieter.
“I know [name], Cosette. I don’t care about a note saying she ‘realized being a trainer was her true passion,’ she still wouldn’t just leave like that.”
He ran a hand through his wet hair and sighed again.

“Okay fine,” Cosette finally said gently. “But why would someone want to kidnap [name]?”
Professor Sycamore sat back down and began wringing his hands absentmindedly as he spoke.
“For one of the same reasons I asked [name] to come work here. There exists a rare type of Mega Evolution that doesn’t require the use of a Mega Stone.”
Cosette’s eyes grew wide.
“I’ve never heard of that before!”
The Professor nodded.
“Like I said, it’s rare. Extremely rare. This evolution can only occur from the closest of bonds between Pokemon and trainer, and even then only some Pokemon are capable. There are only two known Pokemon-trainer duos capable of this evolution in the world right now – Ash Ketchum and his Greninja, and [name] and her Garchomp.”
He leaned back now, staring up at the sky through the buildings glass ceiling. The rain continued to fall heavily, leaving steaks of raindrops sliding down the glass in smooth movements.
“I’m sure that’s why they took her.”

Professor Sycamore now stood up and started toward the stairs.
“I’ll be in my room if anyone needs me.”
Cosette watched sadly as the Professor slowly made his way up the stairs, head hung low and with a heavy heart.
A Night Out: Sycamore (Anime) x Reader: Part 1
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“You were…there?” Erwin repeated, not hardly believing what his friend just said.
Levi nodded slowly.
“Yeah, I was.”
Erwin furrowed his eyebrows, and sat back in his chair.
“Explain then,” he said in a quiet voice.
Levi glanced down at his tea before speaking, almost like a scolded child fessing up.

“I was the ex-soldier you mentioned in the story.”
Erwin frowned.
“How did I not know about this? On the news, or elsewhere?”
Levi shook his head.
“I made it explicitly clear to the authorities that I didn’t want my name put out there.”
“But why not? You were hailed a hero for that–”
“You already said why not,” Levi interjected. He still couldn’t bring himself to look Erwin in the eye, which the blond man was confused by.
“f/n’s parents…” he continued, “I couldn’t save them…”

Levi’s eyes narrowed slightly, and had a glazed, almost dead look in them, and Erwin recognized that look. It was the equivalent of Levi nearly crying.
“Levi…” Erwin said quietly, leaning forward, “No one blames you for not saving them. You did all you could–”
“I knew he had a gun,” the raven-haired man interjected, hardly listening to his friend, “I knew it the second he walked in. And if I would’ve just acted a second faster…”
He shook his head, and ran his hand through his dark tresses.
“I’ll never forget the look on f/n’s face,” he murmured, causing Erwin’s breath to catch.
“I walked out of that bank…and she was standing there…not even crying. Just shocked…devastated…”
He suddenly pounded his fist on the table, and Erwin sat up in surprise.
“And the mayor gave me a damned key to the city for what I did.”
Levi shook his head.
“I keep that key in my office, but not because I think it’s an honor. No…it’s to remind me to be thankful for everything I have, because you never know when they can be taken away from you…just like f/n…”

No one spoke for several seconds, as Erwin let everything Levi told him sink in. He couldn’t have imagined this was the secret he had been sharing. What would you think?
“Levi,” Erwin said gently, “You have to tell f/n. She’d want to know.”
The raven-haired man sighed.
“I know, Erwin. I’ve thought about it every time I see her. It’s just, every time I get close to telling…I think about the look on her face when they told her her parents were…” he trailed off. “I know I don’t need to feel guilty, but I just do.”
He finally lifted his head, meeting Erwin’s blue eyes with his stony grey ones.
“I’m too afraid to tell her.”

Erwin’s eyes grew wide at his friend’s words. In all the time he’d known Levi, the man had never been afraid to say what needed to be said.
“She won’t be angry, you know,” he said carefully, “It was the robber who killed her parents, not you.”
Levi nodded.
“I know. I really do. That doesn’t change how I feel though.”
Erwin was quiet for a moment, still struggling to comprehend the whole situation.
“You will…tell her eventually, right?” he finally asked.
Levi nodded again.
“Yeah. I will. At the right time.”

***

The following Monday morning came around bright and early with your alarm going off.
Groaning, you hit the button and sat up.
You weren’t quite sure why, but something seemed…off today. Like there was a weight on your shoulders or something.
You turned your phone on, and checked the date, sighing heavily to yourself.
Today was going to be a long day.
Your parent’s anniversary.

***

You sat through Hanji and Nanaba’s classes without paying attention whatsoever.
There was something about this day that was worse than others. Christmas, Thanksgiving, their birthdays…those were all terrible without them too, but their anniversary always seemed the worst of all. It was like a blatant reminder that they weren’t here anymore.
You started making your usual speed walk to algebra. The air was growing cooler and cooler by the day, making it less sweaty and strenuous to move so quickly nowadays, which you were thankful for.
The entirety of class you mostly stared out the window, trying not to think about anything at all.

Levi noticed this. He was about to say something, as he would usually try to reprimand anyone not paying attention in his class, but there was something about the way you looked that stopped him.
He couldn’t help but feel sorry, if not somewhat worried, about the strained and desolate expression on your face, and he wondered what it could be about.

After what seemed like an eternity, class was dismissed. You slowly packed your belongings and headed out the door, face down.
It was about two steps out that you felt it hit you.
‘Oh no…’ you thought to yourself, as your eyes started to water.
You looked around wildly for a bathroom, but couldn’t find one, so you ran around the corner and into the stairwell, where you slumped against the wall.
Hot tears started rolling down your cheeks that couldn’t be stopped, and you covered your mouth with your hand, trying to stifle your crying.
Closing your eyes, you slid down the wall and took a seat off to the side of the stairs, trying to become invisible.

You weren’t sure how long you were there when suddenly, you felt a hand on your knee.
You gasped, and instinctively recoiled your body, but your eyes widened when you recognized the raven-haired man in front of you.
“L-Levi–” you stuttered, face growing red at the thought of him seeing you like this.
But the look on his face was not judgmental. No, not in the least bit. Instead, his eyes seemed to say, ‘I understand,’ and made you feel like you could trust him.
He was crouched next to you, and then stood, holding out a hand.
“Let’s go to my office,” he said, and before you could think about what you were doing, you found yourself reach up and allow him to help you to your feet.
As you took his hand, you couldn’t help but notice how his touch didn’t make you shiver anymore. It felt, comforting, and almost…normal.

He let go once you were standing and you followed him to his office.
It was only a short trip up the stairs and down a hallway. You arrived in front of his door, and he pulled out his keys.
A few students walked by, and you turned your head so they wouldn’t see you, only to notice Levi move around you to block you from their view.
‘He’s being so nice…’ you thought to yourself, gracious yet slightly overwhelmed by his kindness.
Levi unlocked the door, and opened it for you to go in first. You took the seat across from his desk as he closed the door behind him.

“I-I’m s-s-sorry,” you stammered, trying to talk plainly, but without much success.
“Don’t talk,” Levi said, his voice stern but gentle, and passed you a box of tissues.
You took the box and nodded in appreciation. Taking a minute, you managed to calm your breathing down to an acceptable level and could begin to think more clearly.

“I’m sorry,” you tried again now, grateful that your voice only wavered slightly. “It’s just…my parents anniversary is today and…”
You took a deep breath, still trying to calm yourself more. Levi sat and waited patiently.
“And well, they’re not here, erm, alive anymore,” you mumbled, not able to meet his gaze.
A silence ensued now, and you weren’t quite sure how to react, and shifted uncomfortably in your seat.  
“You didn’t have to share that with me, you know,” Levi suddenly spoke up, and you picked your head up to meet his gaze
You thought about his words for a moment, and realized he was right. Why did you share that with him? You hadn’t even told your friends about your parents.
But you knew why, really. For some reason, you now trusted Levi. It was rather inexplicable, but you felt he truly understood your pain somehow, that he understood everything behind his stony exterior.
“I know…” you said slowly, “…but I wanted to.”

Levi nodded.
“I’m sorry about your loss,” he said evenly.
You gave a thin smile.
“Thanks. And I’m sorry again…crying in your office like this. You must think I’m pathetic.”
The raven-haired man frowned.
“You’re not pathetic f/n,” he said quietly. “Don’t ever think that you’re not strong, because you are.”
The tone of his voice made your breath catch and you weren’t sure how to respond. You could feel your cheeks heat up however, and you hoped he didn’t notice you blushing.
“Th-thank you, Levi,” you finally stuttered.

You dabbed the corners of your eyes a final time, then stood up, feeling much more stable than before.
“I’ll see you Wednesday,” you said as you opened the door, and Levi nodded goodbye.
Closing the door behind you, you stopped in the hall for a minute, trying to clear your mind.
While the sad thoughts of your parents seemed to have disappeared for now, you had yet to sort out these strange feelings you were beginning to have for your professor…

After you left, Levi let out a long sigh, leaning back in his chair.
Just as he had begun to work up the courage to tell you the truth about your parent’s death, there he had found you, crying in the stairwell.
The guilt he had been trying to rid himself of was renewed, and his heart nearly broke at seeing you there.

He had been trying to deny it for some time now, but after finding you in that stairwell, so sad and small, he couldn’t help but face his true feelings.
He had always cared about you, ever since the day of the incident. But now…he understood his feelings went beyond the normal boundaries of friendship.
Levi, the man who had been in the army for four years, who had apprehended a known serial robber, who was never afraid of anything or anyone, was now terrified of his own feelings he was developing toward you.

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I see you are very much into AoT :D 
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Haha yes! I tend to write about that the most because I know a lot about it :D But I like other anime too! 
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I've started getting into AoT and I'm even doing a comic on my other account. I'm very much addicted to it. 
Btw, love your icon of Hanji! 
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Hello ^_^ how are you?
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Good, how about you?
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Not bad, I graduated from college 3 weeks ago. I'm still trying to find a job.
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Wow amazing! Congrats! What did you study?
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Thanks for the watch! :)
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The white star on an orange bg suits you! Congrats. :)
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