The young man flexed his fist. "...you knew who I was. You
knew..."
(The moment that he felt the Light of Yui's Ghost - so intimately familiar to him now - enter his Observatory, he recognized the sensation of a new spiritual connection. He turned, recognizing the familiar Plug Suit, and the face of his only son. At long last, she had found him. His Scenario was still viable!)
"...and you didn't
say anything." Shinji's nostrils flared. "Why?"
"What would it have accomplished?"
Shinji's fist lashed out again; with a seamless movement, Gendo grabbed onto his arm and flipped him over, sending him into the air. The young man landed seamlessly on his feet, glaring angrily at him. "What kind of answer is that?!"
"
An honest one," bluntly commented Fuyutsuki; the orange Ghost hovered over by Shinji's Ghost, as they watched the proceedings with rapt eyes.
"But it doesn't explain anything. He
never explained anything.
Never! And...!" His breathing was hard and heavy, as he wrestled with something primal within him. Something harsh and furious. Finally, he settled for an angry glare. "...nothing's changed. But after what I saw...I understand
why you always kept secrets. Why you never said anything."
Such melodrama, for its own sake; Gendo knew there was no ulterior motive behind it, other than for Shinji to blatantly advertise his disappointment.
Yes, I get it, you're angry and upset. You're not telling me anything new. "Why don't you tell me
exactly what you now know, so we can actually have a conversation?"
"...first time for everything," bitterly said Shinji. And so he began to speak.
xxxx
There was a sucking sensation, as Shinji was ripped away from his teammates. The sensation of their Light became remote...but his own remained stalwart, sheltered by the titanic presence of Unit-01 within him. ' Hold on, son...trying to navigate!
' There was the odd impression of titanic hands, reaching down to direct them, to control their movements through time...and they slipped through-
xxxx
-
they were strangely unbound. Free-floating. Witnesses to events that they had been bound to, directly or indirectly.
xxxx
"The work that we're doing will change the world, son." Yui Ikari knelt down in front of her no-longer-a-toddler; just barely past the age of three, the young boy looked up at her with that youthful idolization. "It's going to change a lot...and it's quite scary, too! So you'll be living with Mr. and Mrs. Nomura while we do our work, okay?"
In the distance - while Yui was assuaging her young child - they could see Gendo Ikari speaking quietly with the Japanese couple in question, exchanging forms and an unmarked envelope laden with cash. "Thank you for your assistance in this matter. I trust you'll be discreet."
"Of course, Ikari-san!" replied Mr. Nomura with a polite bow. "We will take care of the boy. And I trust the agreement will take care of any other expenses...?"
"You will receive a monthly stipend after the initial monitoring period. Do keep in mind that any incidents
will result in swift disciplinary action."
"Of course, of course! You have nothing to fear."
And so it went, as Shinji Ikari was taken by Mr and Mrs. Nomura. The young child watched them docilely - somewhat confused? - from over the shoulder of Mrs. Nomura. Because Yui and Gendo were watching him - with Yui waving delicately - he did not feel afraid, or scared. But there was a lingering uneasiness that still manifested on the child's face.
Yui sighed as their vehicle drove away. "...well, that's settled then." She turned towards her husband with a smile. "Back to work then, honey! Naoko has a new experiment with the Light using sample H-23 taken from LILITH, and I don't want to miss it!"
"Of course, dear."
xxxx
He felt indignant at the sight. What kind of flippant attitude was that?!
His mother was rather nonchalant. ' It was the truth though. Our work
did involve dangerous things. And we were going to be so wrapped up in it, there would be no time left over to watch over you. Besides, I had been kept out of the loop long enough as is due to spending my time taking care of you during those early years, and I couldn't keep bringing you into NERV due to the inadvertent dangers you were bound to get exposed to, and I was
really missing the daily grind of experimentation and analysis-
'
That's not helping your case!
' What case? Am I on trial?
'
...you can't be serious.
' I most certainly
am being serious! Did I do something wrong?
'