A Hot Blooded Soul Smoldering Beneath Clasped Hands (Evangelion)

You know, I think this is the most unique Third Angel fight I've ever read. Most of the time, when people change it, they just have Shinji do better in melee and not step on Sakura. Having him actually shield her, and a bunker? Plus that thumbs up? I think I need a gif of All Might wondering how his student got so cool.
Well I had an Asuka Shikinami and SoRyu to pick from. I thought, why not both :3
Mere words cannot express the sheer joy I feel at reading those sentences. I'll admit I was't entirely sure this fic until this chapter, but not only do you pull of something I've never seen before in an oft repeated scene, you're putting in two Asukas? Without resorting to time travel or alternate universes? You, good sir, have got me hooked.
 
Oh god, shonen Shinji with spiral power. It even comes with giant mechs that make the powers bigger. It makes too much sense.
 
There better be an evil clone plotline later on. It's not a proper shonen without an evil clone.
 
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1-3: Days Gone
Chapter 1: Trust

Part 3: Days Gone

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Ikari Shinji
March 1st, 2006
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment

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The air screeches in pain as the beating power coalescing in my hand rotates ever faster.

"Shin-chan?" "Shinji?"

This time when the Angel futilely puts its hand up to block my strike…

"Shin-chan!" "Shinji!"

The strength of my soul shreds beyond the metaphysical and directly through material flesh and core before the world fades to white-.

"Shin-chan! Wake up!" "Shinji! Wake up!"

"Nnn…" I grump and snuggle deeper into my covers and try to block out the stupid sun. It doesn't last long though. The smell of grandma boiling rice and mixing miso into the anchovy stock makes my tummy hungry enough that I can't go back to sleep anyway.

What a weird dream.

I try to rub the dust out of my eyes with both hands, but only one arm listens to me.

"Reeeeeiiiiii…" My other arm is being held tightly in my cousin's arm like she does everyday. "Wake up. We need to brush our teeth and stuff."

Rei never sleeps in her own bed. She doesn't like to be alone.

"Nooooo… sleeeeeeep…" My mewling blue haired friend only holds onto me tighter than she normally does, so I gently shake her until she grumbles and let's go to turn away and bury herself in my blankets.

Ow. Does Rei normally hold onto me that tight?

"Reeeeiiiii, if you don't wake up you know what's going to happen." I warn, eyes narrowed and hands held out in the shape of claws.

"Mmmnnoooo…" She sleepily mumbles and curls into a ball still half asleep but knowing enough that she really shouldn't be listening.

Okay. You asked for it!

Shining Finger!

"Hya!" At once my blue haired cousin's eyes shoot open and she does her best to further roll herself into a blanket dumpling, attempting to grow armor to defend her sides from my attack!

Mwahaha! Fooooool! None can withstand the might of my Shining Finger Double!

"I'm up… I'm up...! Shiiiiiinjiiiiiiiii… stooooooop…!" Rei squeaks and whispers softly as she squirms this way and that tiredly, poking her head out from her useless blanket fort with a small frown. "Mean." She mumbles and suddenly tosses her pillow at my face in a brutal maneuver!

Maneuver? What does that mean- ah!

With a tiny huff, Rei rolls off the bed into her too big bunny slippers and shuffles her way to the bathroom with a little grin that I know is on her face.

She always had fun sliding around in those things huh?

Taking my sudden defeat with good humor, I trail along behind her and stop at the small desk with a picture of my grandmother back when she was still young.

"Good morning Grandmother. Please watch over us today as well." I stop, put my hands together, and bow.

Strangely, Rei ignores the picture and keeps trodding to the bathroom with single minded purpose. It's weird. We always pay our respects together in the morning-

"Maaaah, Shin-chan, what are you babbling about? Be a good boy and brush your teeth! Just because it's the weekend doesn't mean you get to learn any bad habits, you hear!?"

"Y-yes grandma!" I yelp and quickly run to the bathroom before I get a ladle tossed in my direction!

"1..2...3...4..5, 1..2...3..4...5-" Rei mumbles around her toothbrush with a serious look on her face as she counts the rotations she makes on each area.

It's cute.

She actually still does it sometimes if she's sleepy enough…

Still?

"Is something wrong Shinji? Grandma's going to yell if when she checks your breath if you don't brush." The little girl standing next to me says with a tilt of her head and frowns. "Ah. Lost count… 1...2...3..4..5-"

So cute.

"I need to head to the market, you two eat and do your chores okay? You can go play after!" Grandma yells from the dining room. I can hear the last few plates clinking down before I walk out of the bathroom…

But Grandma's already gone.

"...did you hear Grandma leave Rei?"

"? Umm… I think so?"

"Rei, you didn't have to make us breakfast… you haven't slept either have you?

"...It isn't the same…"

"Rei?"

"It doesn't taste the same Misato-san."


Breakfast tastes… strange.

It doesn't taste like Grandma's cooking.

I don't remember what it's supposed to taste like, but this isn't it.

What the...


"Shinji. Dishes?"

"Oh- yeah! Hey, hey, what did Grandma always say about holding too many plates at once!"

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Ikari Shinji
March 1st, 2006
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment

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"Shin-chan? Wake up! It's time for breakfast!" Grandma's voice calls out loudly from the kitchen!

"Nnn… okay Grandma!" I wake up, wake Rei up, go brush my teeth, and eat breakfast.

"Rei… why don't you go back home? Just for a few hours and get some real sleep in."

"I will not go home without Shinji. We always go home from NERV together. You know that Ritsuko-san"


It doesn't taste like Grandma's food.

"I'll be back later Shin-chan!"

Where is Grandma going?

"Shinji. Dishes?"

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Ikari Shinji
March 1st, 2006
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment

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"Shin-chan? Breakfast!" Her voice… it sounds like it's coming from miles away.

My heart is trying to tell me something-

"I'm awake Grandma! Wait!" I'm already up, but Rei is still sleeping. So I wake her up and don't brush my teeth today and run to the dining room!

Where are you Grandma?

"Rei-kun… you really don't need to cook breakfast for us everyday. You already spend so much time on the bento-"

"I know Fuyutsuki-sensei. But I will do so until he wakes up."


By the time I get there, she's already gone and the food is already on the table...

It tastes better, but it's still not the same...

"Shin-chan..." Grandma? Why do you sound so far away?

"Shinji…" Rei looks down at me, suddenly taller and… sadder.

"Rei?"

"Please wake up…"

But I'm awake?

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Ikari Shinji
March 1st, 2006
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment

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"Shin-chan! Wake up!" Grandma! Wait!

I'm already off the bed and running out the door. I don't notice how much smaller Rei is nor do I bother with going to the bathroom.

Something is wrong.

"Rei. Go come home with me. Please. You must rest."

"He always woke up for Grandmother's breakfast Uncle... he'll wake up if I make it right."

"...Rei…"

"I know he will."

But the plates are there again… so I eat-

"Remember to always place your fingers down like this when you cut an onion, kay kids?"
"Yes Grandma."
"Okay Grandma!"


I… remember that day… the taste, it's not the same but…

"Shinji…" I look down to see a small, scared child worriedly wringing the small washcloth in her hand...

"Rei? What's wrong? Why…?"

Why does my arm feel wet?

"Please help me Grandmother…" She whispers before turning around and walking down an empty hallway without end.

No!

"Rei? Rei!"

I'm here! I'm awake! Rei! Rei-

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Ikari Shinji
March 1st, 2006
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment

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I'm awake. I am at the table. And finally, finally, Grandma is right here-

"Grandma… why can't I remember what you look like?" I… why can't I remember!?

She's right here!

She's right here!

Right. Here.

Here.here.here.she'shereherehereherewhereisshethisisn'trightwhycan't-

WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER HER FACE!?!?!?


The sensation of a warm and weathered hand gently cupping my cheek brings me to a sudden stop. "Oh Shin-chan… why don't you wake up and have a bite of the breakfast Rei made you? I'm sure you'll remember me then." The ghostly reflection wearing the face of a familiar young woman whispers softly into my hair.

It shouldn't be young.

"What are you talking about Grandma? You're scaring me..." I cry. Nothing makes sense.

What is happening? Why can't I remember her face!?

"Don't be afraid Shin-chan. Everything will be alright." Grandma coos and knocks her forehead against mine with a smile that reminds me so much of her but not.

"But… but you're going to go away again aren't you? If I wake up you won't be there anymore-" I blabber, only to have a finger gently shush me.

Her strange eyes are just as bright as ever. It… calms me...

"Idiot. So much like your Father. It only hurts everyone else you care about if you stay in the past forever my precious grandson." She says softly, wrapping her lean, strong arms around my shoulders and pulling me close. "I love you Shinji. Tell Rei that I love her too and that I'm sorry for before."

The familiar sensation of wetness grows against my shoulder as I lean into my loving grandmother's arms and hold her tightly.

I don't want to let you go.

You have to sweet child.

She runs her calloused fingers through my hair fondly before forcibly pulling back with a watery, gentle smile. "And tell my fool of a son to come and visit me sometime. I wanted this. Stay safe Shin-chan and remember."

"Follow your own path, no matter what anyone else says." Says the ghost of Rokubungi Ryuko.

Grandmother?


"What are you talking about!?-" My eyes widen as she shoves a spoonful of rice and pan seared mackerel into my mouth!?-

...

This taste…

No.

I remember this
scent.

"Remember, the most important part of making miso soup is the anchovy base! The longer you can simmer the stock, the richer the flavor!"

"How long do you simmer for Grandma?"

"Heh. For as long as I need to Shin-chan."


"Grandma?"

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Ikari Shinji
April 27th, 2015
Geofront
Hospital Level

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I can see her. It's blurry, but I can see her crying softly into my chest-

"Grandma?" I gasp, desperately reaching for the figure who is already fading away into…

...into...

"Shinji!" The familiar blue hair that smells of miso and fresh cucumbers brushes against my nose.

"R-rei? Wh-where's… oh." A dream. It was all a dream.

A large, gloved hand places itself down upon my shoulder with a firm, but somehow relieved grip. "It is good that you have awakened Shinji."

"Father? What… what's going on?" I manage to ask despite the head of hair that is buried into my chest when a familiar labcoat swishes to my side followed by a polite cough. "Ritsuko-san?"

"Good morning Shinji-kun. I'm going to have to ask you to take a deep breath and stay calm while I check you over, understood?" The pseudo blonde doctor does her best to smile reassuringly.

Her best is… actually pretty relaxing.

I can feel her relief. The way her heartbeat resonates with mine.

Ritsuko-san is honestly relieved that I am awake.

Why?

Because her heart is telling me that she cares about my wellbeing.

Not like a doctor would a patient. But someone between family and close friend. Because she believes in me-


...What?

"You destroyed the Angel, but the battle was not without consequence. You had minor brain trauma and a concussion from your initial class with the Angel codenamed Sachiel. The neural feedback from the damage you took combined with your high synchronization rate caused you to go into a short coma for a period of seven days after you vanquished the enemy… how much do you remember of the battle?" She asks clinically, but with an undertone of understanding and worry flowing through the connection between our…

It… I… err…

What is wrong with me!?

"Oh… umm… I remember everything I think, but everything kinda fades to white after I… uh…" I start with a mumble and end with an embarrassed palm to my face.

"Shinji-kun? Is everything alright?"

"Oh my god… I can't believe I said that." I'm not ashamed to admit that my voice broke into a whimper at the memory.

And everything is probably on camera.

Ritsuko-san at least is having fun with my current dilemma. "Fufu, do you mean your final attack? I thought it to be rather aptly named if a bit childish. How did it go? Burning drill… hmm… was it… breaker?"

Cough!

"Shinji-kun!? The good doctor recoils as a bright red spray of blood exits my mouth and shimmers before disappearing into the air. That nobody seems to notice as said life maintaining liquid seemingly erases itself from reality?



Nope. Just woozy from waking up from a coma Shinji. Nobody actually coughs up blood like that in real life from shame of all things.

My life isn't a shounen manga.

"Please stop Ritsuko-san. I might really die." I grumble causing Ritsuko-san to chuckle quietly behind her charting tablet.

"Ritsuko-san?" Rei has taken the time to gather herself and looks up at the doctor with what I'm assuming is her greatest, most fearsome attack. "Is it safe for Shinji to eat?" She asks, smiling cutely.

Dr. Akagi responds in a way that brings feelings of great distress, but for reasons I am not quite sure of.

Her knowing expression does my poor heart no favors. At all. "... hoho… ahem, yes. It should be safe for your cousin to take in soft foods such as the breakfast you've prepared day after day for Shinji-kun" Ritsuko-san singsongs in a manner more expected of Misato-san.

When I look at Rei she refuses to meet my stare, looking away with softly heated cheeks flaring in embarrassment.

… I want to poke her cheeks and watch them balloon up into a pout.

Am I bad cousin? Probably.

But it'd be cute right? "Geez Rei, you didn't have to…" I say with a playful grin.

In response, Rei narrows her eyes into a put upon glare and roughly places (not slams) the still steaming plates and bowls of food on the bed tray.

"Eat. I know I got it right this time." The bluette whispers to herself. Softly.

Worriedly.

I don't hesitate. I hate seeing Rei like this. Like she can't measure up to whatever she's comparing herself to-



T...t...to…

"Okay Shinji-chan. I'll be right here, but you make everything yourself this time okay? Me and Rei-chan will grade you so don't burn anything!" Grandma places her hands against her hip and grins at me-

"R-Rei… this… I… I can remember her face…" I say, looking forward at the ghostly visage of a memory I thought I'd forgotten forever.

Grandmother smiles before fading away along with the taste of warm rice and mackerel.

"Shinji?" Rei looks up at me with a worried expression that slowly turns into a small, heartfelt smile as I continue to eat as if every grain of rice and flaky piece of fish will be my last!

I take another bite. And another.

I remember… I remember!

Taking a long, loud slurp of my soup I stare wide-eyed at the man who is blinking behind his unfashionable sunglasses! "Father, you-you have to try this! You'll get it as soon as you take a sip of the miso!"

Without thinking I hold out my own bowl for the man to take. The millimeter of raised eyebrow tells me that my Father is both confused and humored at my current exuberance, but it as soon as he takes a sip I know.

He sips. He pauses.



He takes longer drink this time. Carefully. Wondrously.

Carefully he places the empty bowl down and turns around, gloved hand on the lower part of his face. "I… please excuse me. There is someone I should have seen a long time ago." Father whispers.

I can feel him. The raw emotion broiling within his muted heart-

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A heartbeat. A single moment in time.

Father pours an offering of freshly squeezed lemon juice next to me as we kneel side by side next to the grave of Grandmother.


You saw her too, didn't you Father?



Yes. As exuberant and full of life as I remember when I was your age.

I miss her Father. Rei does too.

I know.

There are many unspoken words in that moment even within the time our thoughts and feelings transcended the physical. It is as I see the droplets of moisture glittering from father's eyes to the sanitized floor of the hospital that I think I can understand him just that little bit more.

Despite his heroic strength blessing him with impossible power, the sorrows that father carries within his weathered heart weighs him down so heavily that it feels as if he's carrying the weight of the world upon his weary shoulders.

But… that is only skin deep.

I can see his heart. The embers of unstoppable determination lying in wait until the day until it is reignited. A dying fireplace compared to my brightly shining candle.

I want to put my hand on his shoulder. To let him know that I am ready to share the burden.

But even as he walks away into the forbidding darkness ahead I can see his shoulders straighten, head holding itself just that little bit higher. He turns slightly, enough so that I can see the corner of his eye from his profile and I can see it. The fire is growing once again.

Your time will come my son. But that time is not now.

Not while I still have the strength to shield what is important to me.


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… I should not have done this.

…. Don't be stupid Rei. Can't you see it?

I do.

Then… why?

Because Uncle wishes to shield the world by himself, no matter how much it hurts him.

… do you remember the words Grandma always used to say?

Make your own path, no matter what anyone else says…

Then fuck what Father wants. Because we'll be there whether he-

-likes it or not. I'm sorry Shinji.

Don't apologize Rei. Grandma said that Father needs a kick in the ass.

Eh?
 
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And suddenly evereything makes simultaneously more and less sense.

I can probably answer some things if it's related to narrative confusion :3

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Basically Shinji fell into a short coma from a combination of his wounds and brain going into overdrive. He spent the week in a memory loop of a single day back when he was six. He knew something was wrong and could outwardly listen to Rei speak at his bedside.

Shinji and Rei very much loved Gendo's mother and their acting grandmother. Before Misato came along it was her that took care of them while Gendo was off doing NERV stuff and it's from Ryuko that Shinji and Rei learned how to make food.

Rei still isn't very good at it, but she had the idea if she could perfect Ryuko's breakfast meal, that the familiar smell would be enough to wake Shinji up as it did when he was younger. So she spent a week at NERV making breakfast over and over again or spending time watching over Shinji in the hopes that he would wake up.

This part of the chapter shows Shinji's growing power as a H.E.R.O. (More will be revealed later in story) and the kinds of shounen bullshit him and Gendo are capable of. (Like the whole going into a mindspace and having a conversation thing through the power of feelz).

Not too sure if I should clarify anything else yet :3
 
Dear god, this is indeed Shounen Dynasty. How many world ending disasters can the Earth take.

And also, is there an Grand-Auntie Satsuki or even Great Grandma. Gendo must have had an odd childhood with all the nudists hanging around in his youth.

He must have learned the Art of Exposure where less clothes equals lens flares and greater power ups.

Hah, Shinji's Mom must have rabidly chased off the other competition.
 
Shinji's Grandmother...is Ryuko? Ryuko?

No wonder this family has so much badass. With that kind of lineage, it's basically guaranteed.
 

Funny you should say that. Shiki has a twitch stream where she speedruns the Metal Gear series.

And also, is there an Grand-Auntie Satsuki or even Great Grandma. Gendo must have had an odd childhood with all the nudists hanging around in his youth.

There may be a few references here and there but this is going to be firmly NGE with the occasional tie in with other Gainax (or related studios) shout outs. They might be expanded on in Gendo's Memoirs.

As for Gendo losing his shirt when feeling sufficiently shounen during his delinquent days, Yui never complained :3

Shinji's Grandmother...is Ryuko? Ryuko?

Gendo's ancestry is chock full of hot blooded men and women with hearts of burning justice. Ryuko is in story for a few plot thingies with the parallels between KLK and NGE being a chief reason.
 
A small preview of what's coming up. Got all the dialogue done, now I need to fill it up :3

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"C-commander Ikari!?" My brunette childhood friend goggles, jaw dropped open in disbelief.

As nonchalant as ever, Uncle waves without any noticeable change in expression.

"Greetings Asuka. It has been many years-"

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU WEARING!?!?" The red haired german/american/japanese girl shouts with a wide eye. The eyepatch she wears over her left, perfectly functioning orb, glows a bright blue, showing her agitated state.

When I asked her about it before in a private conversation she sputtered and said that it was a streaming prop before ripping it off and tossing it onto her bed.

"An apron. Is that cause for concern?"

"IT'S PINK! WITH FRILLS!" Asuka screams incredulously, pointing her finger through her webcam. Her hat falls slightly askew.

Behind her Schrodinger mewls, licks his paw and curls back up in his cat bed. Shinji on the other hand looks as if the world is about to end.

I really want to hold him.
 
To tide people over I wholeheartedly recommend reading the Shinji Ikari Raising Project manga.

Best Gendo

 
2-1: Aya-Nami
Chapter 2: Asuka^2

Part 1: Aya-Nami

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Ayanami Rei
May 6th, 2015
Tokyo 3
Ikari Family Apartment


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It is with a sense of great excitement that I have awoken this morning and prepared myself for the momentous occasion ahead. The first thing I did after eating breakfast was to make myself presentable for my conversation with Asuka. I showered, properly dried my hair, and spent more time than I usually do at my small, but well stocked vanity in making sure that I am sufficiently 'prettied up'. The clothing I have chosen is both tasteful and ensures that my odd features are accentuated in a pleasing manner. While normally I am not quite so… 'high maintenance' as I've heard Misato-san put it, I did very much enjoy the expressions of surprise from Uncle and Shinji when I walked out earlier to retrieve PenPen from Misato-san's apartment.

I am feeling nervous and penguins are very cuddlesome.

So it is with no little trepidation that I spend the next twenty minutes looking over myself in the mirror and keeping my eye on the time at the bottom corner of my computer. Because while this is not the first time I have been tasked with a public relations interview, this is the first time I've done so on my own accord.

Seeing that our agreed upon time has come, I connect to my friend's twitch channel and wait for the video to buffer-

"Heeeeey everyone! This is everyone's favorite giant mecha pilot and gaming queen Shiki streaming live from aboard the USS 'Over the Rainbow' of the United Nations Pacific Fleet!" Asuka Shikinami Langley smiles and waves energetically at the camera, hand half hidden underneath the too large EVA Unit 02.2 jacket.

"Sorry I missed the last few scheduled streams, but saving the world and all that comes first right? I haven't been able to tell you all about where I've been this last week and a half, but now that we're the better part of a day out from our destination, the brass have decided to lift the OPSEC ban on social media! I know, I know, how could those hardasses keep me away from my viewers? But trust me when I say that the wait was more than worth it! Say 'hi' Schrodinger!" Her grin grows wider as she points out the formerly drab steel room that has been covered in various posters and zooms the camera in on her fluffy Norwegian Forest Cat who looks up from atop her bed with a plaintive 'meow' before jumping off to his own in disinterest.

As usual, her chatbox explodes from her larger than average audience of 50,000 viewers.

Omg shiki goin to japan!
Holy shit! No way!
Go kick monster ass best girl!
Kitty cat! So cute!
Yooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, is that bad ass motherfucker that went all super hero on that kaiju gonna be on the podcast!?
OMG XDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXD do you know him!? IS HE Cute Shiki!?!?!?


It's with a self satisfied glance that Asuka leans forwards towards the camera. "And as some of you guys are already guessing in chat, I can confirm it! Your favorite twitch persona Shiki is currently sailing straight for Tokyo-3! And I bet you can't guess who I managed to snag for this week's long overdue podcast! Everyone give a round of emojis to my childhood friend and fellow pilot, R-"

One fortifying breath and a mouse click later, I am connected to Asuka's computer, my own camera focused on...

"Wark?" PenPen looks curiously at my webcam and taps a flipper against it with a tilt of his head.

"... a warm water penguin? The heck?" Asuka blinks. "Rei? You there?"

"Bad. Be a good bird PenPen." I pat my lap and dutifully the small avian waddles his way into my arms, banishing my small frown of chastisement. "Hello Asuka. I apologize for missing your streams last week. Shinji was… not well."

At my explanation my brunette friend sports her own expression of worry for moment, biting her lower lip in concern. "Is he okay? He got rocked pretty hard by that creepy looking thing."

"Shinji is stronger than his slim physique implies. He and Uncle are recovering Grandmother's old cookbooks and having a male bonding moment." I say with a small smile as Asuka's downturned lips open and she blinks in incredulous thought at the mental image.

I too was surprised, but for other reasons. Usually Uncle worked weekends as well but had taken the day off so that he could be home with family.

It was a heartening feeling.

"Eh? Your scary old Uncle is cooking? The supreme commander of NERV Japan. This is who you're talking about right? Not old man Fuyutsuki?" My friend says in confusion and links the world famous picture of Ikari Gendo with his hands customarily folded and looking down menacingly at a crowd during a press conference.

I distinctly remember him being very frenetic that day and had spent hours talking to himself in front of the mirror to practice his single line.

"All is going according to the foreseen scenario." He didn't even stutter once. I don't know how he faces so many cameras without so much as a nervous flinch. Although I believe that it did help that specific phrase was his answer for every question posed to him by the hundreds of reporters asking for further clarification.

A blink banishes the errant thought and I focus back on what Asuka had asked, frowning mutely. "Baking cookies, and yes." I narrow my eyes in further displeasure. "Uncle is not frightening. He is simply very shy."

I explain so, leaning forward with my hands clasped in front of me and on top of PenPen's soft red crest causing him to make a small noise in protest.

Asuka palms her uncovered eye and mumbles to herself. "This is gonna turn into a meme real quick… anyway, welcome to the podcast Rei! Everyone Rei Ayanami, Rei, Everyone!"

"Hello. Please excuse me if my english is not very inflective. I do not often have a chance to practice outside of the classroom." I quote my practiced line with great efficiency and as gracefully as two days of practice has drilled into me. I think I did that very well.

"Rei, your Japanese isn't much better either." So says my friend with a playful grin much to my growing inner horror.

This is not part of the script Asuka! You know I'm not good at ad libbing!

"This is true. But I have been practicing." When in doubt smile demurely and respond to the topic at hand!

"Careful there girl, you're going to end up giving my viewers diabetes if you keep this up." Approves Asuka, poking her cheek to more prominently show a canine playfully.

"I have been told that being innocently cute is one of my charm points." I reply evenly, satisfied that this will be the end of the thrown away script-

"Innocent. Riiiiight. I still remember a certain someone charming the local store owners for free popsicles."

A spot of irritation floats up and I hold onto it for later. It is time that I showed you that I have improved upon my sense of humor! "I recall you did much the same Asuka. Did you not offload the majority of your chores onto Shinji when you realized he would not tell his father-"

Asuka is quick to sputter and wave her hands wildly in front of her screen with a panicked look.

"Ahahahaha!!! Let's not drag up the past eh? I'd rather not give Shinji ammo when he watches the stream later-"

"He doesn't watch your stream." I feign confusion, tilting my head in a manner that shows that I am simply making a rhetorical comment requiring the other party to respond.

"Eh? The hell do you mean he doesn't watch my stream!?" The younger Langley sister twitches and closes her uncovered eye whilst grinning in a very unhappy manner.

Knowing that I have Asuka drawn in like a particularly insistent penguin, I continue to lay down my quickly schemed ploy with an explanatory statement. "He still isn't very good at video games. His interests lie elsewhere."

Oh. She is not happy.

"But… grrrrrr baka-Shinji! Rei, I need you to drag his ass into your room and get him on the podcast! I'm gonna have words with that stupid, no social media using, luddite!" Asuka is currently less her internet famous persona and is instead channeling a very real sense of hurt pride.

"He is currently busy with…" I act as if backpedalling to defend my cousin, but our childhood friend bites down harder on her feelings.

"Don't care! That little punk thinks he can get away forgetting about me, he's got another thing coming!"

Now.

"Ah… he asks me often about you?" I respond, tilting my head as if just remembering a previous event relevant to the conversation at hand.

"Hah?" Asuka has always been a girl influenced by her feelings of inadequacy. She has worked very hard to get where she is and has a habit of pushing people away rather than creating new bonds.

"He's was very excited to hear that you were being assigned to NERV Japan. He wishes to interact with you in person." So it is simple to deduce that when it comes to people that she actively shows care towards that Asuka quickly becomes flustered when a level of interest is shown back.

Oddly enough she never expects it despite what a person would normally believe otherwise.

"I-in person? What do you mean by that?" The girl asks with a slight hiccup at the beginning of her sentence. She tries to cover it up by ignoring it and quickly moving onto further questioning.

"Shinji has always been bad with communication when not speaking in a close environment. He tends to overthink what he should say." A thoughtful look passes over my lips. "I believe he desires to feel your 'heartbeat' when he speaks with you."

"H-heartbeat!?" Asuka squeaks, face flushed prettily. "Wonder Girl I swear to god if you're messing with me right now…"

Ah? I expected her to become flustered, but not quite so…?

"Have I been misleading in my words? I'm sorry. To clarify your childhood friend and my distant cousin, Shinji Ikari, wishes to reunite with you in a private setting and in person. In this way there will be no distractions or chance of misinterpretation through less physical methods of communication." I explain with real confusion tingeing my voice.

I had not even gotten to the end of my joke, but already Asuka was behaving as if I had?



I wonder how she'll react once I 'finish' my humorous dialogue with her?

"Shinji and I have looked forward to bonding with and sharing our many experiences with you, Asuka."

"I… guh… er… Rei… I didn't…" My friend mumbles, looking away from the camera and scratching the side of her cheek in a manner very reminiscent of Shinji when he doesn't know what to say.

"You're still very cute. I would very much like to play with your hair again." I finish warmly, smiling and lightly petting PenPen.

Looking at the chat, I believe that my recollection and insinuation of our childish moments of playing pretend has had the desired effect on Asuka who looks as if she can't believe I'd bring up something so embarrassing!

So exciting!

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck m8
Rei best gurl.
Waifu plz!
Damn this girl know what she wants!
So how related are you and your 'cousin'? Just curious :3.
Hey can you stream a three*USER HAS BEEN BANNED*


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Look! I'm succeeding at social activity Uncle!

"I have already bought many hair care products and accessories. I'm sure with a bit of persuasion we can have Shinji join us for 'girl time' like we used to… Asuka?" I hide my smile, looking to the side surreptitiously.

Well, maybe not so secretly.

"God damn it Rei."

"?" I'm still not good at hiding my amusement it seems.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

"Oh? Doing what on purpose?" I am unable to fully hide my grin and burst into a fit of giggles as Asuka growls in an exasperated, but still slightly frightening manner.

"REI!"

"I'm sorry. The opportunity was too fortuitous to ignore." Yet a question still remains."But why were you so flustered? I had simply thought to bring up embarrassing childhood events that I have not yet been able to fully recall in detail?"

Asuka looks away and palms her face while fanning her other hand at the screen rapidly. "N-nothing! It's nothing! Anyway what's with the penguin?" She masterfully changes the subject while muttering to herself about 'blue haired trolls' or some such nonsense.

Someone so versed in fantasy games should know that trolls are hairless? But that is not the question she asked.

"He's the pet of the Operations Director. She happens to live next door and leaves him with us on the weekends she works. I thought that having a 'mascot' would bring you more viewers much like Schrodinger does." I say and point towards Asuka's cat, her camera automatically tracking the grooming ball of soft looking fur.

"Mrow?"

"He is also very cute. So fluffy." So Floof. "I want to hold him. I will trade him for PenPen." I hold the penguin from under his flippers and offer him to my friend.

Her contemplating expression shows a happy, future promise working in the back of her mind. "... we can talk about that when I get there. So how much longer is Shinji going to be busy? I'd like to at least have him make an appearance on the podcast."

"I suppose that wouldn't be too bothersome to his bonding time with Uncle. A moment please." Standing up with PenPen held securely in my arms, I turn away from the camera to open the door to my room before calling out loudly "Shinji."

"Yeah? What is it Rei?" My cousin calls back from the kitchen, the scent of baking cookie dough pleasantly hitting my nose.

"Asuka wishes to speak with you." I reply, poking my head out the door to meet with Shinji's blue windows to soul from down the hall.

As expected, he looks suitably uncomfortable.

"H-huh!? Asuka!? O-oh man, you guys are livestreaming aren't you? Hold on I've still got flour all over me and I'm wearing the joke apron you got-" He attempts to undo his frilly pink apron with dough caked hands when Uncle appears behind him.



"Do not be a fool my son. Young Shikinami is your friend is she not? She will understand your state of disarray." So says Uncle Gendo with a clear, disposable plastic gloved hand on his son's shoulder. "Now come, it has been some time since I have spoken with her. It would be rude not to greet her."

"F-father, wait! She's livestreaming-" Shinji attempts to push back against his father, but is instead dragged into my room by his unrelenting grip.

"It is of no consequence. Let the world see that we are only human."

"C-commander Ikari!?" My brunette childhood friend goggles, jaw dropped open in disbelief.

As nonchalant as ever, Uncle waves without any noticeable change in expression.

"Greetings Asuka. It has been many years-"

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU WEARING!?!?" The red haired german/american/japanese girl shouts with a wide eye. The eyepatch she wears over her left, perfectly functioning orb, glows a bright blue, showing her agitated state.

When I asked her about it before in a private conversation she sputtered and said that it was a streaming prop before ripping it off and tossing it onto her bed.

"An apron. Is that cause for concern?"

"IT'S PINK! WITH FRILLS!" Asuka screams incredulously, pointing her finger through her webcam. Her hat falls slightly askew.

Behind her Schrodinger mewls, licks his paw and curls back up in his cat bed. Shinji on the other hand looks as if the world is about to end.

I really want to hold him.

Uncle's expression doesn't change, but the light glinting off of his orange sunglasses seem to brighten a shade. "Hrm. I see. Perhaps you are worried that by presenting myself in effeminate clothing, it will cause the people of the world to form a less than respectful opinion about NERV? Asuka, please. You must believe more in the youth of this world. Now more than ever do people understand that tolerance is a faded concept and that Love is the true answer to hate and bigotry-"

"What? No! That's not the, I mean… it's YOU Commander Ikari! You can't, that apron, leader of NERV- scary bearded man!" She sputters and points in a manner that makes her previous declaration clearer.

"Ah. How foolish of me. You must be shocked that I, the frightening and coldly rigid supreme commander of NERV Japan am wearing a frilly pink apron?" He says with a soft smile as Shinji covers his face next to him in shame.

"YES!"

"It was a gift from my niece. It would be shameful of me to not wear it out of embarrassment despite her humorous intentions. Besides." Commander Ikari crosses his arms, tilts his head back, and brings up a hand to adjust his glasses with two dough covered fingers.

"Real men wear pink." Declaration made Commander Ikari dramatically turns around and exits my room, the front of his frilly pink apron swaying in the sudden breeze.

So cool.

"... Hi Asuka." My cousin sighs and says with an exasperated smile. "I've missed you."

Said girl's face goes through several shades of red from Shinji's declaration and sputters nonsensically before her stream disconnects.

"... ah? Did her internet go out?" Shinji asks me in confusion and I can only shrug in reply.

*Bzz! Bzz!*

Blinking and wondering who it could be I pick up my phone only to see a short message on my chat app. It reads...

"Idiot! Stupid! Dummy!" - Asuka SL

"Was it something I said?" My cousin wonders and I can only shrug in reply.

Asuka was always a little strange.

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