Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ CHANGING DARKNESS ❯ Pervert Shinji ( Chapter 7 )
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By: Steve VADER 
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The title says all.
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.16.2004 | Pages: 11 | Words: 7.6K | Visits: 2.7K | Status: Completed
CHANGING DARKNESS INTO THE LIGHT
Book 1: Changing Darkness
Chapter 7: Pervert Shinji
"So, that's all?" the Sith asked surprised.
"Yep. That's it." answered the purple haired woman on the left seat.
"That's easy. But one last question: The people who are crossing the street. Should I try to hit them or not?"
he asked with an evil grin.
"Most of the people in T3 are working for NERV, which means a lot of them are making my job easier. So try to
avoid decimating them. K?"
He pouted. "So no bonus points? Sniff."
Misato laughed.
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2 days later in an already mentioned hotel room.
<Now I know it for sure. I'm a dirty hentai. Definitely.>
Shinji looked at the young woman in his arms, and thought about the events that led him to this conclusion.
<Sex is great. That is normal. Enjoying getting a blowjob, fucking in different positions, licking her sweet
pussy, that's all ok. But what I enjoyed yesterday was perverted. Well, a rather mild perversion, but a
perversion nonetheless.
I mean, I enjoyed that she peed on my face. I liked the feeling as the warm liquid ran over my body, it
triggered a whole new kind of sexual feelings. And the orgasm I had afterwards as she gave me a blowjob
was the most intense ever.
That's sick.
But I like it.
So, now is the question: Do I accept being a pervert, or do I neglect the joy that it brought me?>
His musings were cut short as Tara began to stir and awakened.
"Good morning." greeted Shinji and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Mmmmmmmmmhhhh. Morning cutie."
"What do you want for breakfast? I'll order when you are in the bathroom."
"Coffee and croissants."
"Ok."
"But first we have to talk." she said, looking intensely with her blue-green eyes in his face.
"What about?"
"Yesterday."
"What part of yesterday?"
"You know what I mean, so don't play dumb." she said. "I mean the kinky part." she whispered seductively
in his ear.
Shinji blushed. "Oh. And what do you wanna talk about exactly?"
"You liked it." she dead panned.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Beside your moans that you liked it, the fact that you were the hardest ever, and that you came very fast
as I sucked you? Nope."
"Ok. I get your point. Resistance is futile, so I admit: Yes, I liked it."
"I was surprised that you swallowed some of it. And even more that you didn't have an urge to vomit."
"Must be Misato's cooking. I've survived it so far, and compared to that, your pee deserves the title
'natural champagne'."
She raised her eyebrows. "Remind me to never eat anything at your place."
"Only if Misato cooks. I myself can do it fairly well."
"Another topic. You acknowledge the fact that you did something kinky. That you did perversions.
And you are able to admit that you liked it. But do you accept it?"
"What do you mean?" asked Shinji, perfectly knowing that she touched a subject that gave him rather big
problems for which he hadn't found solutions, so far.
She sighed. "What we did was a little bit......perverted. A lot of people would even call it sick.
You enjoyed it, and that makes you for the majority a little pervert. Do you accept this label, or
will you try to fit perfectly into society? That's a rather important question for you, and you need to have
an answer, plus reasons that solidify the answer for the rest of your life."
He looked in her eyes. "I know. But so far, I haven't the answer. I don't know how to handle it."
"You don't need to make the decision yet. We still have 5 days for finding the answer."
"Hm?"
"We will make it again. And again. And again. I'm a fan of it, and you need to find out if you are too.
So we will repeat it, until you have found your answer."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
"Good." She stood up, and made her way to the bathroom. "And don't forget to order breakfast."
Shinji jerked up. "Sure."
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Rei Ayanami had a problem. And she didn't knew how to solve it.
<Ikari-kun is in a hotel room with a prostitute, and has been for more than 48 hours. Section 2 knows it, the
commander knows it. But no one realizes it. They act as if that would be as normal as going to school.
And a supposed hindrance in the scenario learns driving from the Director of Operations.
And no one sees that as a possible threat.
I am the only one who realizes this, and tries to guide the attention of others to this problem.
But I am not succesful. It is as if they are completely unable to grasp these facts.
The only way to get information is through this Sensei.
I will have to talk to him.
This isn't a solution, but maybe a way to find one. Preferably one that the Sensei doesn't survive.
Buying a prostitute for the commanders son.>
She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
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He opened the door and was surprised to see Ayanami standing outside. Despite the light smile on his
face, she could clearly see that the look in his eyes got hard.
"Sensei."
"What can I do for you, Miss Ayanami?"
"I do not think that it would be proper to discuss it in public."
"Oh. Please come in."
The layout of the apartment was the same as Captain Katsuragi's. Acquainted with the basic layout through
studying the blueprints of it, she had no problems with finding the living room.
And there, she was confronted with a surprise.
She had never thought that she would see a room that is even less furnished than her own, but now she was
confronted with such a situation. There was just a clap-chair in the entire room.
No desk, no posters, nothing else.
"Sit down, if you wish." said the voice from behind her.
She sat down, and waited until the Sensei sat down on the floor in front of her.
"You bought a whore for Ikari-kun. Why?"
The Sith smiled. "Always straight to the point."
"Answer my question."
"Only if you answer my questions too."
"Quid pro quo?"
"Yes."
"That is acceptable."
"You are the reason. And the second child, who will soon arrive here is another one."
"Explain."
"You remember the fifth? If I hadn't of intervened, you would have died. Shinji was unable to help
you, he was stunned by the fact that he should handle a girl. The fact that it was necessary to remove
your plug suit was far beyond his comprehension. If he would have been alone with you, you would have died."
She narrowed her eyes. "And what has that to do with letting a prostitute molest the most important pilot?"
He thought: <Let's see if there is a dark side inside of her.>
He sighed. "I thought you would be more intelligent. But I will explain. Shinji grew up with a personal
teacher. He never had contact with girls. In the last ten years, he probably talked only a few sentences with
members of the female gender. He does not know how to talk to women, nor how he should behave.
If a situation involves more intimate things, or even a nude girl, he is completely unable to act.
For functioning in a team were 2 thirds are female, he has to overcome these problems.
A week with a lot of sex, in companionship by an eager and willing young woman which will do a lot to make
sure that he'll learn how to function in close proximity to women, should do the trick."
"Why do you trust her?"
"She's a professional. And she wants to earn her pay. And I think that she was very pleased as I introduced
Shinji to her. I would even say that she will go further than her assignment would need it, for her own
pleasure."
During the last two sentences, Rei narrowed her eyes.
"What do you think of the fact that you are one of the reasons?" asked the Sith.
"That you are wrong. There was no need for such drastic measures."
"You would have died."
"Irrelevant. I can be replaced."
He frowned. "And what gives you this idea?"
"This is not an idea, this is fact."
"Nobody can be replaced. Every time an individual dies, it is lost forever. It is impossible to make replacements
for a person. So tell me, why do you think that you can be replaced? Who has lied to you?"
Anger burned in Rei's eyes. "Nobody else than you!"
<So she has a dark side. I can feel her annoyance, her hidden anger. Let's strengthen it a little bit.>
The Sith smiled. "There is no need to raise your voice, I hear you perfectly well."
"Do not toy with me." she pressed through her gritted teeth.
"Why not? You yourself are saying that you can be replaced. Individuals cannot be replaced. Toys can be replaced.
And the function of a toy is to be played with, you little puppet."
"I am not a puppet!"
<Touchy on this subject? Good. Soon I will see if you could become angry. If your emotions could break through
the control that was uploaded in your brain.>
"No? You are so sure that you can be replaced, so what are you? A living being? Hardly. They cannot be replaced.
What does this leave? An inanimate thing with human form, called a puppet, or doll, if you would prefer this term."
"I am not!"
"Yes, you are. You are the commander's little doll. To play with, until he doesn't need you anymore. And then he
will replace you with another doll."
<If this doesn't work, I'm out of options. For now.>
Suddenly, he held a little barbie doll in his hand. He drew at the cord on the back of the doll.
"I will fulfill my purpose, commander."
He drew again the cord.
"I will comply with my orders, commander."
And again.
"Ryokai, commander."
And again.
"I will die for you, commander."
He snapped the head off from the little doll.
"Oops. The doll is broken." He shrugged. "But no problem, I have another one."
And he held another one in his hands.
"ENOUGH!!" She externalized her AT-field, with the intention of squashing him like a bug. But the field never
reached him. Instead it shattered a meter in front of him.
With a little gesture from him, she flow through the room until she impacted on the wall. Unable to move,
she could do nothing as he made his way towards her.
<Yes! She did it.> he thought with glee. <And I haven't thought that her anger would be this formidable.>
He tilted his head and looked at her for a long time. Only the sound of her heavy breathing could be heard
in the room.
Finally, he asked: "So, you don't want to be a doll anymore? You want to live?"
"I..already..live."
"No, you don't. But you could begin. Begin to live. Begin to understand that you are unique."
"I already am."
He brought his face closer to her, until the distance were only a few centimeters.
"Then tell me, if you are unique, how could you be replaced? And don't think that the corpses down in Terminal
Dogma could replace you. If you think this, you are dead wrong, in the most literal sense."
Her eyes grew wide as she realized his words.
"Yes, I was there. I know what you are, I know why you think that you can be replaced. I know how wrong you
are. And I have proof of it. I know perfectly well that you don't believe even a single word I say.
But that will change. I have the evidence, the undeniable proof. I will show you. But not now.
First, you need to think." he whispered in her ears.
He let her down.
"I know that you will try to report this incident to the commander. This is useless. I have 4 witnesses
that will swear that I was in a bar, one of them is your Director of Operations. There are no security tapes,
and no other evidence of it. Nobody will believe you, but if you insist, you could try, and die.
Or what do you think will the Commander do with a puppet that is making up things that are proven wrong?"
"He will erase you."
He have her an annoyed glance. "The chances for this are as high as the attack of the killer tomatoes."
"Who are you?"
"I'm a knight of Sith, Admiral of the imperial fleet. I killed more people than the small number that is
currently living on this planet, and I have ordered ten folds more deaths.
The enemies I have fought, let the Angels look like plush-toys. And that is what they are, compared to
the Vong."
"You are talking nonsense. No man could stand against an Angel."
"Maybe you should remember a few minutes back, and what happened with your AT-field."
<Although it was weakened by your lack of control due to your anger. Otherwise it could have been more difficult.
But there is no need to tell you this.>
He shoved her to the door, opened it and pushed her outside. "Bye."
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As Rei made her way home, she thought over the most confusing parts of her encounter with the Sensei.
<I was........angry. That is disturbing. Emotions are unnecessary. For me and for the scenario. I should
not have them. But as he compared me to a doll, I was angry. This shouldn't have happened.
My control over myself must not slip in these ways. This is too dangerous.
He was down in Terminal Dogma. He knows what I am. He knows most likely the plans of the commander too.
He said I cannot be replaced. But he saw my spare parts. I do not understand this statement.
A body is only an empty vessel. The soul is the life. Changing the vessel, doesn't change the soul.
Therefore, this body can be replaced. If I die, I simply get another shell.
So why did he say that I cannot be replaced, especially since he is one of 5 persons that know the truth about
me? And what kind of proof does he have? What evidence could there be, so that I abandon my creator?
This is his intention, I'm sure of it. This is a key element for his own plans. This is what never will happen.
But what if his evidence shows that the commander has lied to me? That I was deceived, used as a........... doll,
even if I am a unique being? I need those answers, and I need them fast. I do not fear death. I want death.
I want to end this miserable existence. I know the differences between myself and others.
Others are happy, I am not. Because it is stupid to search for happiness, if death already waits for you.
I know that only the commander brought me some kind of happiness so far.
If the Sensei is right, he only did it to have better possibilities for using me.
What should I do?
Was I lied to? Who lied? Will these evidence change everything, or nothing? I need to know. Soon.
What should I do?
If the Sensei lied, then my course of action is easy. Kill him. I will squash......maybe not so easy. I was unable to do it.
He countered my light of the soul with a far stronger power. This is disturbing.
This is an indication that he doesn't lie to me.
What should I do?
If the commander lied? If my whole existence is a lie? If everything that I have believed in is a deception
to ensure my blind obey of orders? If I really am unique? If not only death, but complete obliteration
awaits me?
What should I do?>
She reached her apartment, but didn't open the door.
<I should inform the commander. But if he think that I have doubts, I will be killed. If I cannot be replaced,
what would it mean? Would I be replaced with another puppet to follow all commands.
Is that everything that I am? Is that everything that my spares are?
I need some guidance.>
She went away from the door, leaving the apartment building, and made her way to NERV.
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She knocked at the door.
"Come in."
She opened it, and entered the bureau.
"What can I do for you, Rei?"
"I have some questions that need to be answered. Could you help me, Vice Commander?"
Fuyutsuki looked at her. "Yes, I have time. Take a seat."
She sat down on a chair in front of the desk.
"Now, what do you want to know?"
"I have information of 2 different sources. Both sides say that the other side lies. One side I trust,
but the other claims to have evidence. What should I do?"
"Wait for this 'evidence'. Only then are you able to make a decision."
"And what should I do until I can see the evidence?"
"You can only wait."
"I see. Thank you for your time, Vice-Commander."
With that, she stood up and left the bureau.
Fuyutsuki sighed. "Gendo will not like this. There are too much things in motion which may unduly influence the
scenario."
However, before he could inform the commander, he forgot the entire conversation with Rei Ayanami.
Far above, in the city called Tokyo3, the Sith sat on the floor with a satisfied smile on his face.
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The next morning was again full of surprises for the pupils in the 2A.
They had survived the shock of a competent teacher who made education interesting, accepted the fact that
this teacher carries a sword that he knows to handle any time with him, and even the fact of a talking Ayanami
didn't send them in a coma.
And this morning had the next shock prepared for them.
As the Sensei entered the classroom, the aforementioned Ayanami Rei turned her head to the teacher and gave
him an angry, cold glare.
Ayanami Rei, always referred to as "Stone" or "Ice queen", showed for the first time emotion.
And this emotion wasn't friendly.
The stunned silence of the class wasn't something new since they had the new Sensei, but this time it lasted
really long. Long enough so the he had to take action to be able to begin the lesson.
Since Hikari was one of the shell-shocked people, he decided that the best way would be the standard beginning of
the class, but this time with a little alteration.
"Stand, sit, bow." were his commands, and over half of the class landed with their faces on the desks.
"Since this is such a fitting beginning, we will discuss the obeying of orders. Should you blindly follow
orders, when should you question them and when you should disobey them." he announced with an evil grin.
"Aida, when do you should obey orders?"
"If they come from a superior." answered the military otaku.
"So, if a superior tells you to jump out of the window, you would do it? That's something I wanna see.
So, I order you: Open the window and jump out."
"Nani? We're on the 4th floor." said the frightened boy.
"I am well aware of that."
"Sensei, this order shouldn't be given. It is illegal, and it would hurt him, without purpose." intervened the Inchou.
"Good, now we have made the first step. An order can be illegal. And illegal orders mustn't obeyed.
Now tell me, when is an order illegal?"
"An order is illegal if it is in conflict with the laws." answered Hikari again.
"Correct. But what about a situation where no law and order exists? In a war zone, or even in NERV, which is
superficial to the laws of Japan? How would you define illegal there?" asked the Sensei with burning passion
in his eyes.
"If the order isn't beneficial for the cause, or endangers life in an unnecessary way, or sent soldiers to
suicide mission whose gain isn't worth the price." answered Kensuke.
"Not beneficial for the cause, unnecessary endangerment of life. But what if the killing of a lot of innocent
people is for the benefit of the cause? What then?"
"Then the cause, the reason, whatever it is, cannot be worth the acts which are ordered.
The highest principle of a warrior is to protect the innocent, those who cannot fight for themselves."
"Well spoken Aida. But who said that your superiors are warriors? They also could be megalomaniacs, with the will to
attain their futile goals no matter what. What then?"
As he received no answer, the Sensei continued: "Then the warrior stands before the toughest decision he ever
has to made. Blind obedience, or mutiny."
He looked around in the class.
"A decision, which can only come up under the gravest of all circumstances.
Blind obedience of orders can be more criminal than obeying orders at all costs. This is a fact.
Despite the fact that the tribunals of Nürnberg after WW2 were a shining example for justice of the victorious,
one important fact was made.
That the blind obedience of an order can not be excused with : I only followed my orders.
And there we had the crimes of killing a few million.
Now get on a larger scale.
What if the lives of billions, of the entire race is on the stacks."
He looked intensely at Ayanami.
"What if you get an order that would kill all living beings on the planet? Would you obey or disobey..............
Ayanami?" he asked with a predatory grin.
"Such an order cannot exist." came the calm answer of Ayanami.
"Why not?"
"Because it is impossible to kill everything. A soul cannot be destroyed."
"But life can be destroyed. And what generates souls, if not life.
And there are other ways to destroy 'souls'. What if souls are merged, the identities destroyed forever.
That would mean that the souls do not exist anymore."
"They would still exist, merged into a perfect being. The goal of evolution."
"First you have billions of souls, then just only one. That means that billions of them have vanished.
Doesn't exist anymore. Are lost forever.
Evolution functions because of the kaleidoscope of life. Only one being isn't evolution. It is only
the entropy of death.
So, if you get the order to wipe them out, for the folly of one man, would you do it? Yes, or no?
WOULD YOU DO IT?" he cried in her face.
After a long time, she gave her almost inaudible answer: "No."
He sighed, letting all the pressure and stress out. "Then you have made the first step on a long journey."
"Which way?" she asked.
"The way to become human." was his answer, and her eyes widened.
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After school was out, Ayanami sat still in her chair in the classroom, contemplating the events today.
<He is right. Such a decision cannot be made for everyone. Nobody has the right to decide for all others.
Nobody. Not even the......commander.>
A tear escaped her eye, and rolled down her cheek.
<My purpose is............wrong. I cannot fulfill my destiny. Not this way.
My loyalty is for my creator. I will help him to achieve his goals. But not for the price of all
life. Not for the lives of billions. Not for the end of humanity.
I will find another way to achieve his goals. I will be successful. This is all that I can do.>
"In case you are wondering, Section2 and your classmates will only remember an intense geography lesson
about Australia. The security tapes show the same. You are save." said the Sensei.
"Arigato." And with that, she stoop up and left the classroom, full of determination to achieve the goals
of her creator without ending humanity.
Back in the classroom the Sith sighed satisfied.
"Now you have understood that the lives of an entire race weighs more than the wishes of one idiot.
Soon, you will face far harder facts. That he doesn't deserve your help, nor your loyalty. And then you
can begin to live." he said to himself.
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A few days later, he sat on the drivers seat of his Sensei's blue car and waited for her instructions.
"Time for the final exam. Start and speed up. I'll tell you when you have to turn."
He started the car, and drove on the street. According to his instructions, he sped it up to 150km/h.
"Ok, next crossroad, turn left." said the purple haired beauty that was his instructor.
He stepped on the brakes, made the turn and accelerated again to the prior speed. Which resulted in
the event that they passed the police headquarter of T3 at 170, which wasn't a good idea, since there were
always a few patrols ready for start. So it was no wonder that 3 patrol cars followed them, trying to get he
drivers attention with their sirens.
As they were on a rather empty street, he looked questioningly on Misato.
"Your final exam. If they catch you, you have failed." was her explanation for the last events.
He grunted and sped up, trying to use the superior speed of the car against the patrol Hondas of the police.
A tactic that could have functioned, if they wouldn't have used their walkie talkies for getting reinforcements
whose erected a barrier on the road.
Cursing, he turned the car in a 180 and drove head on against the police cars. At the last moment, he stomped
on the brakes, turned the car in a perfect 90 and drove down a side street. The fact that this was only a temporary
solution was obvious. Then entire city was built for the use of the Evangelions, so there was no real maze
of streets where he would have had a chance to play hide'n seek until they gave up.
Realizing that the only way was to drive out in the surrounding hills, the problem was leaving the city.
The fortress design of Tokyo made it possible for the police to barricade every exit, and that made it
impossible to reach the hills.
As he drove in a straight line in direction of one of the barriers, even Misato's face wore a concerned
expression.
But luck, or rather, his ally intervened and saved his ass. The Magi opened the barricade, so he was able to leave
the city. Chasing patrol cars were soon fooled, as he hid the car in one of the woods.
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"Looks like I passed the exam."
"Yes you did." She drew her gun and pointed it against his head. "And now tell me who you are. And where is Shinji.
What did you do with Rei. Why did you made contact with me. And what your plans are."
He blinked. "Impressive. I didn't consider the possibility that you are able to look behind the nearly
perfect deception I've created."
"Thanks. And now, answer."
"I'm Musashi Masahiko, teacher at the Tokyo 3 Municipal high school." he said with a grin on the face.
A grin that froze as the pressure of the barrel increased enough to start being painful.
"That's bull. You know that, and I know it. You should begin with the truth, and you should begin fast."
"I'm here to help you with your job. Stopping the Angels, saving humanity."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Why not?"
"You lied to me. You lied to Shinji. And so on."
"I only told you a false name. That was the only lie."
"Sure. Who do you work for?"
"You wouldn't understand. But as I said, we have the same goals. Different ways, and different reasons, but the
same goals."
"Prove it."
"I already did. Or who do you think saved Ayanami? You should have already figured out that Shinji wasn't able to."
"Then tell me, how did you save her?"
"I pealed her out of the hot plug suit, and dropped the temperature around here."
"How?"
"Would you like to know?" He narrowed his eyes.
"What!?" cried Misato, as she let her gun fall due to the extreme cold that froze the gun.
"Just a little trick. Now we can talk like civilized people. I don't like being threatened with a weapon."
"H....how did you do THAT?"
"As I said, just a little trick. Nothing more. But I think that you want other answers.
My mission doesn't concern you, but it is imminent for my success that no third impact is happening.
So we have the same goals. I have another style than you, but so far, we are both working for the survival
of mankind. As you should have recognized, I already solved a few problems for you."
She looked at him, still with a frown on her face. "Which problems?"
"Shinji splashing and Rei cooking."
"If this wasn't so serious, I would start laughing. You are talking about Shinji's runaway, I presume?"
"Yes."
"What do you mean with splashing?"
"A cliff, a suicidal boy. If nobody is there stopping him, the result is a splash."
"He wanted to..."
"Surprised?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No. Not really. So you were the stranger who talked to him?"
"Yes."
"Can you prove it?"
"You could ask him."
"And where is he?"
"Currently in a hotel room, where he will stay until Sunday evening."
"And what does he do there?"
"If he is healthy, and begun to use his instincts, screwing around as if there is no tomorrow."
"NANI!?"
"After the battle with the 5th, Ayanami was nearly boiled in the plug, and later nearly grilled in her plug suit.
Shinji was unable to do anything. He had no contact with members of the female species for the last decade.
And his short time with you wasn't enough to let him accommodate to the presence of the other gender."
"And what has that to do with screwing around?"
"Don't play stupid. After a week of non-stop sex, there is no way that he would still be stunned in the presence
of a girl that is NOT slurping on his cock."
"You may have a point."
"May have? Maybe I should remind you on a little week that you had back in college. A week that killed all your
problems with the male gender, problems that you had after the traumatic experience of 2nd impact, and no
talking for years after it."
Misato's eyes grew wide. "How..."
"Your files."
"You had access....."
"Yes."
"So Shinji will return Sunday evening?"
"Yes."
"So far, you answered only 2 of my questions. The first not enough to be satisfied, and for the second I have to wait
2 days until I know if your answer was correct. So, what did you do with Rei?"
"I just told her a few new perspectives. The decisions are hers, and hers alone."
"What decisions?"
"You'll see."
"Why do you wanted to meet me?"
"I just told Shinji that I need someone who shows me how to drive. That you could be my tutor was his own idea.
I think he just came up with it because I embarrassed him a little." he said with a proud smile.
"So you didn't try to get information from me?"
"If I want information, I'd have way better sources."
"What are your plans?"
"To stop 3rd impact at all costs. After this is accomplished, it should be no problem to find a satisfying
solution for both sides, so that you can living in peace and harmony, and I have the data I need."
"What data?"
"That is something you don't need to know yet."
"If you want to stop 3rd impact, why don't you work for NERV?"
"Working for a weak-minded bastard who is also one of the greatest idiots in known space? No, thanks."
"You have a point. But what do you mean with 'in known space'?"
He looked at her with an annoyed look that made clear that he didn't have any intention to answer this question.
"Then tell me one reason to not kill you now." demanded Misato.
"Your gun is frozen, and in close combat I would knot you into a Bretzel before you could move a finger."
"Bretzel? You are from Germany?"
"No. But I already met the second child. Hm. Considering this, I have already solved three of your problems."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think that an unexperienced Shinji would have lasted long against her. I saved his life again."
He opened the door on his side, stepped out of the car, went around the front side and opened the door at Misato's
side of the car. Then he bowed down, and kissed a perplexed Misato briefly on the mouth.
"Thanks for teaching me. I think I'll walk home. Bye."
And then he went away.
And a stunned Misato murmured to herself: "Who the fuck is that asshole?"
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"Are you finished with packing?" asked Shinji his blonde lover.
"Yep. Anythings ready. In 2 hours, I'll be on my way to the airport. Just enough time for a long shower
with you, and putting on the clothes."
Shinji went to her, encircled her waist with his hands. "I wished you wouldn't have to go."
"I have to. I have to go back to work, and I can't afford to stay longer anyway."
"I know, but that doesn't mean that I like it."
"Hey, don't be so gloomy. We still have a little time, so we should enjoy it, k?"
"Ok." answered Shinji with a weak voice.
She took his hand and led him into the bathroom. As she opened her bath-robe, Shinji's mood lightened up
immediately. After the robe fell on the floor, she opened his and let it fall down too.
Then, they entered the large bathtub with included a shower.
They exchanged a long barrage of kisses, before she started the shower. He always liked the look of water
on her skin, and so he was soon occupied with the licking of water droplets from her sexy body.
"Could you wash my feet?" asked the blond haired beauty, and Shinji begun eagerly with his work.
Shortly before he was finished, he was a little bit surprised as she turned off the shower.
As he looked questioningly up from his sitting position, a hot stream of his favored yellow liquid hit him
direct on his face.
He opened his mouth to take a few gulps, enjoying the salty-bitter taste that had always the same effect on him.
An erection which was so hard that it was almost painful.
After she had finished, he licked her clean, than concentrated the efforts of his tongue on her clit, where
it always had the greatest effect on her.
And the taste in his mouth was soon replaced by his other favorite liquid, her dripping pussy juice.
That was his signal to stand up, and he placed his erection on her entry.
She went a little bit down, and he was inside of her, enjoying for the last time the feeling of being joined
with his lover.
After this week, he was really able to enjoy it, and he lasted for almost 20 minutes before he released his
seed in her womb.
It took only a few minutes to recover, and then they resumed the shower, which included washing her feet again,
since a lot of her piss and juices ran over her long legs.
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She went to the mini-bar and took a soda. She opened the can, and planted a little pill in it.
"Shinji, are you thirsty?" she asked, knowing full well that he always wanted something to drink after a water sport
session.
"Yeah."
Tara handed him the can, and Shinji drank it empty in a few gulps.
"We still have a few minutes. I wanna kiss you." said Tara.
Shinji went with her to the bed, where they sat down and began kissing. Soon, Shinji became very tired, and
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The next morning, Shinji awoke with a massive headache. As he registered that it was already the next day, he
was devastated.
Only an envelope on the pillow on her side of the bed remained. He opened and read it.
Dear Shinji,
we had a lot of fun in the past week, but like all good things,
it ended too fast.
I'm lousy with saying good bye, so I chickened out and gave you a
sleeping pill to avoid it.
You mean too much to me, and a scene at the airport would just
have hurt us both.
I really like you, but it could have never have functioned.
So, I say good bye with this letter, and hope that you doesn't hate
me for my cowardly departure.
Almost in love,
your Tara
PS: And make sure you continue saving us all, or you will get no sex from me
in heaven.
He chuckled sadly as he read the last sentence, and put the letter back in the envelope, which he stuck in
his jacket. He left the hotel only a minute later, the place where he learned to be accepted, where he
learned that everybody has their flaws, that nobody is perfect. The place where he learned to accept himself.
Only his memories, deeply engraved in his heart, accompanied him on his way home, to the apartment of
Misato Katsuragi.
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Preread by Ezstarius
Domo Arigato
Book 1: Changing Darkness
Chapter 7: Pervert Shinji
"So, that's all?" the Sith asked surprised.
"Yep. That's it." answered the purple haired woman on the left seat.
"That's easy. But one last question: The people who are crossing the street. Should I try to hit them or not?"
he asked with an evil grin.
"Most of the people in T3 are working for NERV, which means a lot of them are making my job easier. So try to
avoid decimating them. K?"
He pouted. "So no bonus points? Sniff."
Misato laughed.
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2 days later in an already mentioned hotel room.
<Now I know it for sure. I'm a dirty hentai. Definitely.>
Shinji looked at the young woman in his arms, and thought about the events that led him to this conclusion.
<Sex is great. That is normal. Enjoying getting a blowjob, fucking in different positions, licking her sweet
pussy, that's all ok. But what I enjoyed yesterday was perverted. Well, a rather mild perversion, but a
perversion nonetheless.
I mean, I enjoyed that she peed on my face. I liked the feeling as the warm liquid ran over my body, it
triggered a whole new kind of sexual feelings. And the orgasm I had afterwards as she gave me a blowjob
was the most intense ever.
That's sick.
But I like it.
So, now is the question: Do I accept being a pervert, or do I neglect the joy that it brought me?>
His musings were cut short as Tara began to stir and awakened.
"Good morning." greeted Shinji and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Mmmmmmmmmhhhh. Morning cutie."
"What do you want for breakfast? I'll order when you are in the bathroom."
"Coffee and croissants."
"Ok."
"But first we have to talk." she said, looking intensely with her blue-green eyes in his face.
"What about?"
"Yesterday."
"What part of yesterday?"
"You know what I mean, so don't play dumb." she said. "I mean the kinky part." she whispered seductively
in his ear.
Shinji blushed. "Oh. And what do you wanna talk about exactly?"
"You liked it." she dead panned.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Beside your moans that you liked it, the fact that you were the hardest ever, and that you came very fast
as I sucked you? Nope."
"Ok. I get your point. Resistance is futile, so I admit: Yes, I liked it."
"I was surprised that you swallowed some of it. And even more that you didn't have an urge to vomit."
"Must be Misato's cooking. I've survived it so far, and compared to that, your pee deserves the title
'natural champagne'."
She raised her eyebrows. "Remind me to never eat anything at your place."
"Only if Misato cooks. I myself can do it fairly well."
"Another topic. You acknowledge the fact that you did something kinky. That you did perversions.
And you are able to admit that you liked it. But do you accept it?"
"What do you mean?" asked Shinji, perfectly knowing that she touched a subject that gave him rather big
problems for which he hadn't found solutions, so far.
She sighed. "What we did was a little bit......perverted. A lot of people would even call it sick.
You enjoyed it, and that makes you for the majority a little pervert. Do you accept this label, or
will you try to fit perfectly into society? That's a rather important question for you, and you need to have
an answer, plus reasons that solidify the answer for the rest of your life."
He looked in her eyes. "I know. But so far, I haven't the answer. I don't know how to handle it."
"You don't need to make the decision yet. We still have 5 days for finding the answer."
"Hm?"
"We will make it again. And again. And again. I'm a fan of it, and you need to find out if you are too.
So we will repeat it, until you have found your answer."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
"Good." She stood up, and made her way to the bathroom. "And don't forget to order breakfast."
Shinji jerked up. "Sure."
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Rei Ayanami had a problem. And she didn't knew how to solve it.
<Ikari-kun is in a hotel room with a prostitute, and has been for more than 48 hours. Section 2 knows it, the
commander knows it. But no one realizes it. They act as if that would be as normal as going to school.
And a supposed hindrance in the scenario learns driving from the Director of Operations.
And no one sees that as a possible threat.
I am the only one who realizes this, and tries to guide the attention of others to this problem.
But I am not succesful. It is as if they are completely unable to grasp these facts.
The only way to get information is through this Sensei.
I will have to talk to him.
This isn't a solution, but maybe a way to find one. Preferably one that the Sensei doesn't survive.
Buying a prostitute for the commanders son.>
She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
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He opened the door and was surprised to see Ayanami standing outside. Despite the light smile on his
face, she could clearly see that the look in his eyes got hard.
"Sensei."
"What can I do for you, Miss Ayanami?"
"I do not think that it would be proper to discuss it in public."
"Oh. Please come in."
The layout of the apartment was the same as Captain Katsuragi's. Acquainted with the basic layout through
studying the blueprints of it, she had no problems with finding the living room.
And there, she was confronted with a surprise.
She had never thought that she would see a room that is even less furnished than her own, but now she was
confronted with such a situation. There was just a clap-chair in the entire room.
No desk, no posters, nothing else.
"Sit down, if you wish." said the voice from behind her.
She sat down, and waited until the Sensei sat down on the floor in front of her.
"You bought a whore for Ikari-kun. Why?"
The Sith smiled. "Always straight to the point."
"Answer my question."
"Only if you answer my questions too."
"Quid pro quo?"
"Yes."
"That is acceptable."
"You are the reason. And the second child, who will soon arrive here is another one."
"Explain."
"You remember the fifth? If I hadn't of intervened, you would have died. Shinji was unable to help
you, he was stunned by the fact that he should handle a girl. The fact that it was necessary to remove
your plug suit was far beyond his comprehension. If he would have been alone with you, you would have died."
She narrowed her eyes. "And what has that to do with letting a prostitute molest the most important pilot?"
He thought: <Let's see if there is a dark side inside of her.>
He sighed. "I thought you would be more intelligent. But I will explain. Shinji grew up with a personal
teacher. He never had contact with girls. In the last ten years, he probably talked only a few sentences with
members of the female gender. He does not know how to talk to women, nor how he should behave.
If a situation involves more intimate things, or even a nude girl, he is completely unable to act.
For functioning in a team were 2 thirds are female, he has to overcome these problems.
A week with a lot of sex, in companionship by an eager and willing young woman which will do a lot to make
sure that he'll learn how to function in close proximity to women, should do the trick."
"Why do you trust her?"
"She's a professional. And she wants to earn her pay. And I think that she was very pleased as I introduced
Shinji to her. I would even say that she will go further than her assignment would need it, for her own
pleasure."
During the last two sentences, Rei narrowed her eyes.
"What do you think of the fact that you are one of the reasons?" asked the Sith.
"That you are wrong. There was no need for such drastic measures."
"You would have died."
"Irrelevant. I can be replaced."
He frowned. "And what gives you this idea?"
"This is not an idea, this is fact."
"Nobody can be replaced. Every time an individual dies, it is lost forever. It is impossible to make replacements
for a person. So tell me, why do you think that you can be replaced? Who has lied to you?"
Anger burned in Rei's eyes. "Nobody else than you!"
<So she has a dark side. I can feel her annoyance, her hidden anger. Let's strengthen it a little bit.>
The Sith smiled. "There is no need to raise your voice, I hear you perfectly well."
"Do not toy with me." she pressed through her gritted teeth.
"Why not? You yourself are saying that you can be replaced. Individuals cannot be replaced. Toys can be replaced.
And the function of a toy is to be played with, you little puppet."
"I am not a puppet!"
<Touchy on this subject? Good. Soon I will see if you could become angry. If your emotions could break through
the control that was uploaded in your brain.>
"No? You are so sure that you can be replaced, so what are you? A living being? Hardly. They cannot be replaced.
What does this leave? An inanimate thing with human form, called a puppet, or doll, if you would prefer this term."
"I am not!"
"Yes, you are. You are the commander's little doll. To play with, until he doesn't need you anymore. And then he
will replace you with another doll."
<If this doesn't work, I'm out of options. For now.>
Suddenly, he held a little barbie doll in his hand. He drew at the cord on the back of the doll.
"I will fulfill my purpose, commander."
He drew again the cord.
"I will comply with my orders, commander."
And again.
"Ryokai, commander."
And again.
"I will die for you, commander."
He snapped the head off from the little doll.
"Oops. The doll is broken." He shrugged. "But no problem, I have another one."
And he held another one in his hands.
"ENOUGH!!" She externalized her AT-field, with the intention of squashing him like a bug. But the field never
reached him. Instead it shattered a meter in front of him.
With a little gesture from him, she flow through the room until she impacted on the wall. Unable to move,
she could do nothing as he made his way towards her.
<Yes! She did it.> he thought with glee. <And I haven't thought that her anger would be this formidable.>
He tilted his head and looked at her for a long time. Only the sound of her heavy breathing could be heard
in the room.
Finally, he asked: "So, you don't want to be a doll anymore? You want to live?"
"I..already..live."
"No, you don't. But you could begin. Begin to live. Begin to understand that you are unique."
"I already am."
He brought his face closer to her, until the distance were only a few centimeters.
"Then tell me, if you are unique, how could you be replaced? And don't think that the corpses down in Terminal
Dogma could replace you. If you think this, you are dead wrong, in the most literal sense."
Her eyes grew wide as she realized his words.
"Yes, I was there. I know what you are, I know why you think that you can be replaced. I know how wrong you
are. And I have proof of it. I know perfectly well that you don't believe even a single word I say.
But that will change. I have the evidence, the undeniable proof. I will show you. But not now.
First, you need to think." he whispered in her ears.
He let her down.
"I know that you will try to report this incident to the commander. This is useless. I have 4 witnesses
that will swear that I was in a bar, one of them is your Director of Operations. There are no security tapes,
and no other evidence of it. Nobody will believe you, but if you insist, you could try, and die.
Or what do you think will the Commander do with a puppet that is making up things that are proven wrong?"
"He will erase you."
He have her an annoyed glance. "The chances for this are as high as the attack of the killer tomatoes."
"Who are you?"
"I'm a knight of Sith, Admiral of the imperial fleet. I killed more people than the small number that is
currently living on this planet, and I have ordered ten folds more deaths.
The enemies I have fought, let the Angels look like plush-toys. And that is what they are, compared to
the Vong."
"You are talking nonsense. No man could stand against an Angel."
"Maybe you should remember a few minutes back, and what happened with your AT-field."
<Although it was weakened by your lack of control due to your anger. Otherwise it could have been more difficult.
But there is no need to tell you this.>
He shoved her to the door, opened it and pushed her outside. "Bye."
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As Rei made her way home, she thought over the most confusing parts of her encounter with the Sensei.
<I was........angry. That is disturbing. Emotions are unnecessary. For me and for the scenario. I should
not have them. But as he compared me to a doll, I was angry. This shouldn't have happened.
My control over myself must not slip in these ways. This is too dangerous.
He was down in Terminal Dogma. He knows what I am. He knows most likely the plans of the commander too.
He said I cannot be replaced. But he saw my spare parts. I do not understand this statement.
A body is only an empty vessel. The soul is the life. Changing the vessel, doesn't change the soul.
Therefore, this body can be replaced. If I die, I simply get another shell.
So why did he say that I cannot be replaced, especially since he is one of 5 persons that know the truth about
me? And what kind of proof does he have? What evidence could there be, so that I abandon my creator?
This is his intention, I'm sure of it. This is a key element for his own plans. This is what never will happen.
But what if his evidence shows that the commander has lied to me? That I was deceived, used as a........... doll,
even if I am a unique being? I need those answers, and I need them fast. I do not fear death. I want death.
I want to end this miserable existence. I know the differences between myself and others.
Others are happy, I am not. Because it is stupid to search for happiness, if death already waits for you.
I know that only the commander brought me some kind of happiness so far.
If the Sensei is right, he only did it to have better possibilities for using me.
What should I do?
Was I lied to? Who lied? Will these evidence change everything, or nothing? I need to know. Soon.
What should I do?
If the Sensei lied, then my course of action is easy. Kill him. I will squash......maybe not so easy. I was unable to do it.
He countered my light of the soul with a far stronger power. This is disturbing.
This is an indication that he doesn't lie to me.
What should I do?
If the commander lied? If my whole existence is a lie? If everything that I have believed in is a deception
to ensure my blind obey of orders? If I really am unique? If not only death, but complete obliteration
awaits me?
What should I do?>
She reached her apartment, but didn't open the door.
<I should inform the commander. But if he think that I have doubts, I will be killed. If I cannot be replaced,
what would it mean? Would I be replaced with another puppet to follow all commands.
Is that everything that I am? Is that everything that my spares are?
I need some guidance.>
She went away from the door, leaving the apartment building, and made her way to NERV.
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She knocked at the door.
"Come in."
She opened it, and entered the bureau.
"What can I do for you, Rei?"
"I have some questions that need to be answered. Could you help me, Vice Commander?"
Fuyutsuki looked at her. "Yes, I have time. Take a seat."
She sat down on a chair in front of the desk.
"Now, what do you want to know?"
"I have information of 2 different sources. Both sides say that the other side lies. One side I trust,
but the other claims to have evidence. What should I do?"
"Wait for this 'evidence'. Only then are you able to make a decision."
"And what should I do until I can see the evidence?"
"You can only wait."
"I see. Thank you for your time, Vice-Commander."
With that, she stood up and left the bureau.
Fuyutsuki sighed. "Gendo will not like this. There are too much things in motion which may unduly influence the
scenario."
However, before he could inform the commander, he forgot the entire conversation with Rei Ayanami.
Far above, in the city called Tokyo3, the Sith sat on the floor with a satisfied smile on his face.
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The next morning was again full of surprises for the pupils in the 2A.
They had survived the shock of a competent teacher who made education interesting, accepted the fact that
this teacher carries a sword that he knows to handle any time with him, and even the fact of a talking Ayanami
didn't send them in a coma.
And this morning had the next shock prepared for them.
As the Sensei entered the classroom, the aforementioned Ayanami Rei turned her head to the teacher and gave
him an angry, cold glare.
Ayanami Rei, always referred to as "Stone" or "Ice queen", showed for the first time emotion.
And this emotion wasn't friendly.
The stunned silence of the class wasn't something new since they had the new Sensei, but this time it lasted
really long. Long enough so the he had to take action to be able to begin the lesson.
Since Hikari was one of the shell-shocked people, he decided that the best way would be the standard beginning of
the class, but this time with a little alteration.
"Stand, sit, bow." were his commands, and over half of the class landed with their faces on the desks.
"Since this is such a fitting beginning, we will discuss the obeying of orders. Should you blindly follow
orders, when should you question them and when you should disobey them." he announced with an evil grin.
"Aida, when do you should obey orders?"
"If they come from a superior." answered the military otaku.
"So, if a superior tells you to jump out of the window, you would do it? That's something I wanna see.
So, I order you: Open the window and jump out."
"Nani? We're on the 4th floor." said the frightened boy.
"I am well aware of that."
"Sensei, this order shouldn't be given. It is illegal, and it would hurt him, without purpose." intervened the Inchou.
"Good, now we have made the first step. An order can be illegal. And illegal orders mustn't obeyed.
Now tell me, when is an order illegal?"
"An order is illegal if it is in conflict with the laws." answered Hikari again.
"Correct. But what about a situation where no law and order exists? In a war zone, or even in NERV, which is
superficial to the laws of Japan? How would you define illegal there?" asked the Sensei with burning passion
in his eyes.
"If the order isn't beneficial for the cause, or endangers life in an unnecessary way, or sent soldiers to
suicide mission whose gain isn't worth the price." answered Kensuke.
"Not beneficial for the cause, unnecessary endangerment of life. But what if the killing of a lot of innocent
people is for the benefit of the cause? What then?"
"Then the cause, the reason, whatever it is, cannot be worth the acts which are ordered.
The highest principle of a warrior is to protect the innocent, those who cannot fight for themselves."
"Well spoken Aida. But who said that your superiors are warriors? They also could be megalomaniacs, with the will to
attain their futile goals no matter what. What then?"
As he received no answer, the Sensei continued: "Then the warrior stands before the toughest decision he ever
has to made. Blind obedience, or mutiny."
He looked around in the class.
"A decision, which can only come up under the gravest of all circumstances.
Blind obedience of orders can be more criminal than obeying orders at all costs. This is a fact.
Despite the fact that the tribunals of Nürnberg after WW2 were a shining example for justice of the victorious,
one important fact was made.
That the blind obedience of an order can not be excused with : I only followed my orders.
And there we had the crimes of killing a few million.
Now get on a larger scale.
What if the lives of billions, of the entire race is on the stacks."
He looked intensely at Ayanami.
"What if you get an order that would kill all living beings on the planet? Would you obey or disobey..............
Ayanami?" he asked with a predatory grin.
"Such an order cannot exist." came the calm answer of Ayanami.
"Why not?"
"Because it is impossible to kill everything. A soul cannot be destroyed."
"But life can be destroyed. And what generates souls, if not life.
And there are other ways to destroy 'souls'. What if souls are merged, the identities destroyed forever.
That would mean that the souls do not exist anymore."
"They would still exist, merged into a perfect being. The goal of evolution."
"First you have billions of souls, then just only one. That means that billions of them have vanished.
Doesn't exist anymore. Are lost forever.
Evolution functions because of the kaleidoscope of life. Only one being isn't evolution. It is only
the entropy of death.
So, if you get the order to wipe them out, for the folly of one man, would you do it? Yes, or no?
WOULD YOU DO IT?" he cried in her face.
After a long time, she gave her almost inaudible answer: "No."
He sighed, letting all the pressure and stress out. "Then you have made the first step on a long journey."
"Which way?" she asked.
"The way to become human." was his answer, and her eyes widened.
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After school was out, Ayanami sat still in her chair in the classroom, contemplating the events today.
<He is right. Such a decision cannot be made for everyone. Nobody has the right to decide for all others.
Nobody. Not even the......commander.>
A tear escaped her eye, and rolled down her cheek.
<My purpose is............wrong. I cannot fulfill my destiny. Not this way.
My loyalty is for my creator. I will help him to achieve his goals. But not for the price of all
life. Not for the lives of billions. Not for the end of humanity.
I will find another way to achieve his goals. I will be successful. This is all that I can do.>
"In case you are wondering, Section2 and your classmates will only remember an intense geography lesson
about Australia. The security tapes show the same. You are save." said the Sensei.
"Arigato." And with that, she stoop up and left the classroom, full of determination to achieve the goals
of her creator without ending humanity.
Back in the classroom the Sith sighed satisfied.
"Now you have understood that the lives of an entire race weighs more than the wishes of one idiot.
Soon, you will face far harder facts. That he doesn't deserve your help, nor your loyalty. And then you
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A few days later, he sat on the drivers seat of his Sensei's blue car and waited for her instructions.
"Time for the final exam. Start and speed up. I'll tell you when you have to turn."
He started the car, and drove on the street. According to his instructions, he sped it up to 150km/h.
"Ok, next crossroad, turn left." said the purple haired beauty that was his instructor.
He stepped on the brakes, made the turn and accelerated again to the prior speed. Which resulted in
the event that they passed the police headquarter of T3 at 170, which wasn't a good idea, since there were
always a few patrols ready for start. So it was no wonder that 3 patrol cars followed them, trying to get he
drivers attention with their sirens.
As they were on a rather empty street, he looked questioningly on Misato.
"Your final exam. If they catch you, you have failed." was her explanation for the last events.
He grunted and sped up, trying to use the superior speed of the car against the patrol Hondas of the police.
A tactic that could have functioned, if they wouldn't have used their walkie talkies for getting reinforcements
whose erected a barrier on the road.
Cursing, he turned the car in a 180 and drove head on against the police cars. At the last moment, he stomped
on the brakes, turned the car in a perfect 90 and drove down a side street. The fact that this was only a temporary
solution was obvious. Then entire city was built for the use of the Evangelions, so there was no real maze
of streets where he would have had a chance to play hide'n seek until they gave up.
Realizing that the only way was to drive out in the surrounding hills, the problem was leaving the city.
The fortress design of Tokyo made it possible for the police to barricade every exit, and that made it
impossible to reach the hills.
As he drove in a straight line in direction of one of the barriers, even Misato's face wore a concerned
expression.
But luck, or rather, his ally intervened and saved his ass. The Magi opened the barricade, so he was able to leave
the city. Chasing patrol cars were soon fooled, as he hid the car in one of the woods.
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"Looks like I passed the exam."
"Yes you did." She drew her gun and pointed it against his head. "And now tell me who you are. And where is Shinji.
What did you do with Rei. Why did you made contact with me. And what your plans are."
He blinked. "Impressive. I didn't consider the possibility that you are able to look behind the nearly
perfect deception I've created."
"Thanks. And now, answer."
"I'm Musashi Masahiko, teacher at the Tokyo 3 Municipal high school." he said with a grin on the face.
A grin that froze as the pressure of the barrel increased enough to start being painful.
"That's bull. You know that, and I know it. You should begin with the truth, and you should begin fast."
"I'm here to help you with your job. Stopping the Angels, saving humanity."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Why not?"
"You lied to me. You lied to Shinji. And so on."
"I only told you a false name. That was the only lie."
"Sure. Who do you work for?"
"You wouldn't understand. But as I said, we have the same goals. Different ways, and different reasons, but the
same goals."
"Prove it."
"I already did. Or who do you think saved Ayanami? You should have already figured out that Shinji wasn't able to."
"Then tell me, how did you save her?"
"I pealed her out of the hot plug suit, and dropped the temperature around here."
"How?"
"Would you like to know?" He narrowed his eyes.
"What!?" cried Misato, as she let her gun fall due to the extreme cold that froze the gun.
"Just a little trick. Now we can talk like civilized people. I don't like being threatened with a weapon."
"H....how did you do THAT?"
"As I said, just a little trick. Nothing more. But I think that you want other answers.
My mission doesn't concern you, but it is imminent for my success that no third impact is happening.
So we have the same goals. I have another style than you, but so far, we are both working for the survival
of mankind. As you should have recognized, I already solved a few problems for you."
She looked at him, still with a frown on her face. "Which problems?"
"Shinji splashing and Rei cooking."
"If this wasn't so serious, I would start laughing. You are talking about Shinji's runaway, I presume?"
"Yes."
"What do you mean with splashing?"
"A cliff, a suicidal boy. If nobody is there stopping him, the result is a splash."
"He wanted to..."
"Surprised?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No. Not really. So you were the stranger who talked to him?"
"Yes."
"Can you prove it?"
"You could ask him."
"And where is he?"
"Currently in a hotel room, where he will stay until Sunday evening."
"And what does he do there?"
"If he is healthy, and begun to use his instincts, screwing around as if there is no tomorrow."
"NANI!?"
"After the battle with the 5th, Ayanami was nearly boiled in the plug, and later nearly grilled in her plug suit.
Shinji was unable to do anything. He had no contact with members of the female species for the last decade.
And his short time with you wasn't enough to let him accommodate to the presence of the other gender."
"And what has that to do with screwing around?"
"Don't play stupid. After a week of non-stop sex, there is no way that he would still be stunned in the presence
of a girl that is NOT slurping on his cock."
"You may have a point."
"May have? Maybe I should remind you on a little week that you had back in college. A week that killed all your
problems with the male gender, problems that you had after the traumatic experience of 2nd impact, and no
talking for years after it."
Misato's eyes grew wide. "How..."
"Your files."
"You had access....."
"Yes."
"So Shinji will return Sunday evening?"
"Yes."
"So far, you answered only 2 of my questions. The first not enough to be satisfied, and for the second I have to wait
2 days until I know if your answer was correct. So, what did you do with Rei?"
"I just told her a few new perspectives. The decisions are hers, and hers alone."
"What decisions?"
"You'll see."
"Why do you wanted to meet me?"
"I just told Shinji that I need someone who shows me how to drive. That you could be my tutor was his own idea.
I think he just came up with it because I embarrassed him a little." he said with a proud smile.
"So you didn't try to get information from me?"
"If I want information, I'd have way better sources."
"What are your plans?"
"To stop 3rd impact at all costs. After this is accomplished, it should be no problem to find a satisfying
solution for both sides, so that you can living in peace and harmony, and I have the data I need."
"What data?"
"That is something you don't need to know yet."
"If you want to stop 3rd impact, why don't you work for NERV?"
"Working for a weak-minded bastard who is also one of the greatest idiots in known space? No, thanks."
"You have a point. But what do you mean with 'in known space'?"
He looked at her with an annoyed look that made clear that he didn't have any intention to answer this question.
"Then tell me one reason to not kill you now." demanded Misato.
"Your gun is frozen, and in close combat I would knot you into a Bretzel before you could move a finger."
"Bretzel? You are from Germany?"
"No. But I already met the second child. Hm. Considering this, I have already solved three of your problems."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think that an unexperienced Shinji would have lasted long against her. I saved his life again."
He opened the door on his side, stepped out of the car, went around the front side and opened the door at Misato's
side of the car. Then he bowed down, and kissed a perplexed Misato briefly on the mouth.
"Thanks for teaching me. I think I'll walk home. Bye."
And then he went away.
And a stunned Misato murmured to herself: "Who the fuck is that asshole?"
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"Are you finished with packing?" asked Shinji his blonde lover.
"Yep. Anythings ready. In 2 hours, I'll be on my way to the airport. Just enough time for a long shower
with you, and putting on the clothes."
Shinji went to her, encircled her waist with his hands. "I wished you wouldn't have to go."
"I have to. I have to go back to work, and I can't afford to stay longer anyway."
"I know, but that doesn't mean that I like it."
"Hey, don't be so gloomy. We still have a little time, so we should enjoy it, k?"
"Ok." answered Shinji with a weak voice.
She took his hand and led him into the bathroom. As she opened her bath-robe, Shinji's mood lightened up
immediately. After the robe fell on the floor, she opened his and let it fall down too.
Then, they entered the large bathtub with included a shower.
They exchanged a long barrage of kisses, before she started the shower. He always liked the look of water
on her skin, and so he was soon occupied with the licking of water droplets from her sexy body.
"Could you wash my feet?" asked the blond haired beauty, and Shinji begun eagerly with his work.
Shortly before he was finished, he was a little bit surprised as she turned off the shower.
As he looked questioningly up from his sitting position, a hot stream of his favored yellow liquid hit him
direct on his face.
He opened his mouth to take a few gulps, enjoying the salty-bitter taste that had always the same effect on him.
An erection which was so hard that it was almost painful.
After she had finished, he licked her clean, than concentrated the efforts of his tongue on her clit, where
it always had the greatest effect on her.
And the taste in his mouth was soon replaced by his other favorite liquid, her dripping pussy juice.
That was his signal to stand up, and he placed his erection on her entry.
She went a little bit down, and he was inside of her, enjoying for the last time the feeling of being joined
with his lover.
After this week, he was really able to enjoy it, and he lasted for almost 20 minutes before he released his
seed in her womb.
It took only a few minutes to recover, and then they resumed the shower, which included washing her feet again,
since a lot of her piss and juices ran over her long legs.
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She went to the mini-bar and took a soda. She opened the can, and planted a little pill in it.
"Shinji, are you thirsty?" she asked, knowing full well that he always wanted something to drink after a water sport
session.
"Yeah."
Tara handed him the can, and Shinji drank it empty in a few gulps.
"We still have a few minutes. I wanna kiss you." said Tara.
Shinji went with her to the bed, where they sat down and began kissing. Soon, Shinji became very tired, and
fell asleep.
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At the airport, she reported to her real client, and received her pay. Then she boarded a flight to Neo-Osaka.
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The next morning, Shinji awoke with a massive headache. As he registered that it was already the next day, he
was devastated.
Only an envelope on the pillow on her side of the bed remained. He opened and read it.
Dear Shinji,
we had a lot of fun in the past week, but like all good things,
it ended too fast.
I'm lousy with saying good bye, so I chickened out and gave you a
sleeping pill to avoid it.
You mean too much to me, and a scene at the airport would just
have hurt us both.
I really like you, but it could have never have functioned.
So, I say good bye with this letter, and hope that you doesn't hate
me for my cowardly departure.
Almost in love,
your Tara
PS: And make sure you continue saving us all, or you will get no sex from me
in heaven.
He chuckled sadly as he read the last sentence, and put the letter back in the envelope, which he stuck in
his jacket. He left the hotel only a minute later, the place where he learned to be accepted, where he
learned that everybody has their flaws, that nobody is perfect. The place where he learned to accept himself.
Only his memories, deeply engraved in his heart, accompanied him on his way home, to the apartment of
Misato Katsuragi.
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Preread by Ezstarius
Domo Arigato