Holy shit, actual A&T Fanart? I floored! This is great.
On that front... I've got good news and bad news. Bad news: In the space of 12 hours yesterday and with the help of about a liter of bourbon, I jammed out a slightly delayed Asuka Birthday fic of about 3000 words. How is that bad news? I submitted it to a AsuShin fanfic contest and its embargoed for 'no author name to bias' voting until the 31st. I can PM a PDF of the fic if you don't want to wait that long, though. It just can't be posted publicly.
On the good news front, I
also finished out a small Misato Birthday fic last week. It's been up on SB exclusively so far (Since I can reach SB at work, but not SV :/ ). So how about that one to tide you all over?
Oh, just as an advisory, this is not A&T, but a stand-alone AU.
ART!
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Birthday Things
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No, Kaji, I'm not drunk. Fuck you.
Look, you haven't been able to drink me under the table, ever. Not back in college, not now. Any claims to the contrary are filthy lies and I will deny them.
Last month doesn't count, that was a wedding.
Fuck you.
Shut up, I'm making a point here. Asshole.
What was I saying?
Quit laughing, jerk.
Oh, right, Shinji and Asuka. There's stuff! Happening!
Don't give me that look, you ass. You didn't 'call' this. I did. Before you.
No. I did.
Before you. I knew her first. Once I met Shinji here, and heard she was coming as Second Child, I knew they'd have something going on. Women's intuition.
There's definitely a thing going on. Between them.
You know. A
thing. Like… we were, before… that week.
No, I don't-... well, maybe. I'm… not like us. Not a week straight. Just… look, let me tell it from the start.
So, last Friday, I was
exhausted. I barely could keep my eyes open on the drive home, nearly faceplanted into my curry during dinner, and only managed three beers before I crawled into my futon. I know Shinji and Asuka were there during dinner, since Shinji was serving, but it's a flat blur what they were doing and saying. Nothing out of the ordinary stick in my mind, at least. They were both still up watching TV when I said goodnight, anyhow.
Somewhere in the middle of the night those three beers ganged up with the nine plus cups of coffee I had at work, woke me up, and demanded I get up to piss. So I got up and stum- er, quietly and carefully headed for the bathroom.
Yes, quietly. I know that for a fact. How? Because neither of them heard me, or they'd have gone
real quiet. Now quit interrupting with your snarky comments, you sexy bastard.
I was on my way back to my room when I heard it. Well, half-heard it. I couldn't even tell what it was at first. Just a noise that shouldn't have been there. Something halfway between a hiccup and a whimper, with some sigh. Coming from the Pilot's hallway.
I froze, and looked that way. Heard it again. Just a breathy noise, but definitely a girl's voice. So I tip-toed closer. Stood between their two doors. Dead silence from Shinji's side.
Two people breathing on Asuka's side. Yeah, didn't take Detective Boy Conan to figure that one out. I was going to just open the door and catch them as-is, but then I heard it again. Clearer, this time.
A sob.
She was crying.
So I listened, instead.
Because, I know her, you idiot! And you should know this too! You've read her file, you were her guardian too! You
know she has a 'thing' about crying anywhere anyone can see her!
Then I heard her talking. Really low, they were definitely trying not to be heard. Which would have been fine if I was in my room, but not when I was right outside the door. I could hear her say, kind of shaky, "If you tell-"
And Shinji says back "-Anyone, you'll kill me, I know. You know I never will. You always say that and I always promise you. You know I mean it."
I had to see. It was dark, I was quiet, and it sounded like they were focused on each other, so I took the chance to slide the door open juuuuuust a crack. There was just enough light from the window I could see them. In bed. Together. Lucky for me, they had the sheets pulled up far enough their heads were mostly covered, but I could see a shock of red hair real close to a bit of brown, and the outlines of their bodies under the sheets.
Yes, they were more or less in each other's arms. Like, they were close enough I'm pretty sure Asuka could feel Shinji 'change his mind'. It pretty well confirmed my suspicions on that front when I noticed Asuka's clothes were on the floor by the bed. The only reason I didn't just charge in and break things up was it was pretty clear nothing like hanky-panky was going on right then. Just him holding her while she cried and threatened him.
Yeah, I know that sounds weird. It was still oddly sweet, though, due to Asuka's aforementioned 'thing'. She was crying, and at the same time letting him hold her.
"I really will kill you. Because I
need this. You stupid, stupid jerk. I can't sleep without this anymore. Without
you." She almost spit it. Yet at the same time, she cuddled in even closer. "How dare you do this to me?"
"Because you asked me to, and I said I'd always give you everything," he said. Very quiet. And then, even quieter, the reason I'm here telling you this, Kaji, he said "Because I love you."
What do you think she did? She called him a stupid bastard and threatened to kill him four different ways if he ever left her, of course. Then cried some more. Then the part that made me decide not to storm in there and break things up.
She very, very quietly said "I love you too" back! Asuka! To anybody!
They stayed like that for a while, then I think they fell asleep. They were still there when I slid the door back closed and went to bed to think.
So, that's why we're here. Ok, yes, so I can also make you pay for drinks and dinner. Jerk.
Well, it's rude to
say it.
But I'm here for your advice and one other thing. Advice first. I'm moderately sure they're doing more than just holding each other. Her clothes on the floor, the kissing, literally sleeping together… the only reason I'm not panicking about Surprise Little Pilots in nine months is I know Asuka gets regular contraception shots with her physicals. Ritsuko confirmed it.
Hey, I was subtle! I asked about all sorts of things about their medical program, not just that. She doesn't suspect a thing.
Besides the same 'teenagers under the same roof' jokes she's been making for months. It's still an improvement over when she was making jokes about
me putting the moves on Shinji. Sheesh, that bitch thinks
I'm that desperate to get laid? That woman really needs a boyfriend, battery-operated or otherwise.
Why are you giving me that look?
Anyway, I'm not worried about Asuka turning up pregnant. I
am worried about… well, neither of them are paragons of emotional stability or cheerfulness, even for teenagers. Shinji had some bad times early after he moved in with me. Remember when- No, wait, you weren't here for that. He ran away for a bit, and we had to have Section 2 drag him back. He was just… not happy, a lot of the time. And we both know, while she might have fronted a mask better, Asuka was not that happy about anything in her life but Eva. So if… if they are actually happier this way, do we even want to intervene?
Yes, I'm seriously suggesting we let them keep doing this! They're happier! Haven't you noticed how they've been acting for the last several weeks? Shinji
smiles these days! And Asuka doesn't bite peoples' heads off and storm around anymore. They're happier, and I think we should let them be. If being together lets that happen…
Weren't you happier when we were together?
….Yes, I was. But then I panicked, and… I told you the rest already after the wedding. And I haven't exactly pushed you away too hard when you try to get to second base every time we're in an elevator alone together.
So perk up, mister. You're going home with me tonight. Because it's late, you still owe me more advice on those two, and… it's my birthday. I know what I want for a present.
You waking up with me.
If those two hot messes we watch over can find each other, there's no reason we can't do better this time. If Asuka can say it, I can.
It's my birthday. I know what I want for a present: You.
Let's go home, Ryouji.