Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Seasons ❯ Changing Seasons 14 ( Chapter 14 )
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By: JErosion 
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 07.31.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 07.31.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: The following is a non-profit work of fan fiction based on the anime and manga Neon Genesis Evangelion by Hideaki Anno and Yoshiyuki Sadamoto and Studio Gainax. "Empire" had the better ending. I mean, Luke gets his hand cut off, finds out Vader's his father, Han gets frozen and taken away by Boba Fett. It ends on such a down note. I mean, that's what life is, a series of down endings. All "Jedi" had was a bunch of Muppets.
Changing Seasons
by: JErosion
Hikari was talking to her. She was saying something about this weekend. And then there was something about her sister, but she wasn't really listening.
She was brooding. And far more than usual. She was still pissed off at Shinji. And sadly, kicking him didn't really make her feel any better. Where did he get off taking to her like that. She did not have man-ass. And then he has the nerve to tell say Wonder Girl had a nicer butt. And then there was that thing in the locker room after they had been rescued.
After spending nearly six hours speaping in LCL all she wanted to do was take a shower, and then go to bed and forget this day had ever happened. Being eager to get out of there, she was moving at a much fast pace than the first child was. She had almost finished dressing herself, when the blue haired girl stepped out of the shower room. The girl had absolutely no shame. She walked out of there naked, except for the towel she had drapped across her shoulders. But the thing that seemed to get under Asuka's skin the most was when she came to a stop in front of a large mirror that was mounted on the wall. For a moment she just stared at herself. She even she let her towel drop to the floor. She turned her head so she could look at her own profile in the mirror. And then slowly she turned her back to the mirror, just enough so she could look at herself from over her shoulder. She was checking her own self out.
Asuka watched with disgust and ever growing annoyance as she the first child exaimed herself. She stood with her feet planted at a shoulder length apart, she then shifted her body weight from one foot to another. Giving her buttocks just the slightest bounce. She even rolled her hips forward and then backwards. Was it possible that she really believe what Baka said? It was laughable. But then, as she walked away from the mirror, she had a heavy pink glow adorning her usually pale features. She was blushing. Asuka had been in Tokyo-3 for almost a year and this was the first time she had ever seen act... so... human. And it was because of,... Shinji of all people. And how could she take such an obvious lie as a complement?
She didn't think Wonder Girl could be so naive. And it pissed her off to no end.
How old was she anyway? Fourteen? Fifteen? She couldn't make her own decissions. She was little miss I'll do anything you say commander. And since when did she act like a normal girl? Did she suddenly wake up that day and realize that being a robot went out of style? It was beyond her....
"Asuka?"
....means of understanding. She was a doll and nothing else. And dolls were nothing. Just empty shells that are meant to look human. They don't get embarassed. They don't think for themselves. And they don't feel, And they don't have a better looking ass! She's so fucking pale she would blind anyone who looked at it. Ha! She's so pale it probably glows in the dark! Fucking Wonder Girl.
"Asuka!"
"Yeah."
"Oh, so you'll do it? That's great! I'll call Kodama as soon as school lets out."
"Huh?
"She's going to be so happy!"
"Whoa Whoa. Whoa!..." The smile slowly fell from Hikari's face, and she stopped midway in pulling off her swimsuit. Asuka herself was in a similar state of undress, although much further along than her friend was. "Just what the hell are you talking about?"
Hikari blinked a bit.
"You mean... you weren't listen at all?"
Asuka gave Hikari a hard look.
"No." she replied flatly.
Hikari sighed, she should have known.
"Well.... What I was telling you... Was that... Kodama has a friend at her college named Sora and after he saw a picture of the two of us he asked my sister if she could set you up with him for a date this saturday."
"What!? What kind of sicko friend does your sister have?! What is he taking Pedophilia 101?
Hikari ducked her head a little. She looked around the room a little Asuka's outburst caused few heads to turn their way. And still she notice a couple of other girls, who seemed to be changing into there uniforms slow enough that they would be able to listen in to the conversation.
"No! He's a medical student. And it isn't about your age... he just happens to have a thing for redheads."
"And why me?"
"Well... this is Japan and we happen to have a serious lack of natural redheads around here. And intially he did even ask Kodama to try and set you up with him, until she mentioned that you already have a degree from that University of Berlin. He was really impressed."
Asuka smirked a little. Of coarse. Who wouldn't be impressed.
"That? It's nothing really. I only got my Bachelors."
Hikari nodded her head. She was trying very hard not to show any spite. It annoyed her that Asuka could sit there and act like it was no big deal. She was fourteen and already halfway to having a Doctorate. But she couldn't get angry. She had to choose her words carfully of otherwise this wasn't going to work.
"And he said that you must be really mature and focused to be able to accomplish that at your age."
Asuka's smile grew.
"Well it's only natural that he think that."
"Well, Asuka? What do you say?"
Hikari watched her carefully. She seemed to be considering it.
In all honesty Asuka was kind of conflicted. On one hand she kind of liked the idea of being taken out by a guy, who would show her some appreciation. A guy that would actually see her for the mature woman that she had become. She was so tired of everyone treated her like a kid. Or treating her with contempt. As it was she had gone out of her way to be pleasant towards the Third Child. And what did she get for her trouble? Him insulting her by saying she had a boney ass! Right now, Shinji was sitting really high on her shit-list.
But the other problem about going on a date with a complete stranger was.... Well this guy was a friend of Kodama. With her the term 'friend' could mean a great number of things. Most of which were highly unflattering. The last thing she wanted to put up with was some oversexed idiot that thinks he can take advantage of her.
"This guy? He's not some of your sister's throw away trim, is he?."
"What?...Oh, No. Actually that was one of the first things I asked her about when she brought it up last night. She laughed and said she's knew him back when she was in Junior High. And it would have been too weird if she had..." Her eyes darted around to the girls that were closer to them. "...gone out with him."
"I don't know it's... it's ju-... Hikari?"
"w-wha...." She was about to pull her underwear on, when Asuka's hand took hold of her hip. And with a push the redhead forced her to turn in her direction.
And Asuka broke into laughter.
"Oh my God Hikari! What did you do to it?!"
Hikari quickly pulled her panties on as quickly as she could. In her effort to coerce Asuka into going out with that guy, she had forgot about the modification she had preformed on herself.
"Asuka! Shhhh!" She tried desperately to quite the German. But she had no effect on her. Between her wails of laughter she kept talking.
"But why?... I'm sure your more aerodynamic that way...... "
"Asuka!"
"..... You know.... it does take a few of years off of you....You barely look a day over ten....." Asuka was laughing so hard she was wheezing.
"Shut up!" She needed to for her to quit. People were starting to look.
"Hikari, please tell me that Shinji didn't ask you to do it?....I know he's pervert... but did you really have to go paipan?"
Due to a combination of both anger and embarassment, the burnett's face went red. She was sure everyone heard that. Even those who weren't eavesdropping, stopped their conversations. There were just certain words when said out loud that refocused the attention of every one around them. And despite this, she didn't stop. Hikari could feel the eye's of the other girls upon her. She could hear the tiny whispers of them talking about her, shaving herself. Plan or no plan she couldn't let this go on.
"Yeah? Well I'd rather be bald than have a fire crotch!!!"
There was a collective gasp in the room. And that was followed by a silence so deafening that Hikari was sure that in the distance she could hear a pin drop. Off to the right of them, there was a stifled giggle. But to her suprise Asuka didn't blow up. In fact she looked shocked, that the brunette would ever say anything like to her. She even repeated the word breathlessly in disbelief.
However it only lasted for a moment. It was one of those weird things. If a girl had red hair, chances were they had red.... other hair too. Even in the west there were certain negative connotations with having red hair. And too a certain degree the same was true of Japan. So being told you had a 'fire crotch' was. It was...... unflattering...... and.... it was just a low fuck-up insult. And as some point her mind equated it with the 'Man-ass' comment from Shinji. Her features twisted into an angry glare. She was about retort with a like insult, when Hikari steped very close to her.
"You don't talk about mine. I won't talk about yours." Hikari said quietly and evenly.
Asuka crossed her arms with a humph.
"Fine." She agreed angerly. Her eye's then darted to the girls that were close to them . "What are you all looking at!!!"
Their audiance immediately returned to what they whatever they were doing before.
Both Hikari and Asuka resumed getting dressed. Neither saying a word to the other. It was just a testimate on how stained their friendship had become. But despite the palpable tension between them. They both were very skilled at pretending that there wasn't. But girls are good at that sort of thing. You smile, you laugh and you talk, even though you really want to just slap the shit out of a person you've been calling a friend for the past nine months.
After nine months your were bound to have your highs and your lows. And they just happen to be in a low spot right now, thats was all. It was no big deal, just a bit of tension. Things will get better. And if they didn't? Well Hikari just wished that it didn't end with a catfight. That was the one situation that Shinji expressed that she should not allow herself to get into. Asuka with her training was pretty much a walking, talking fourteen year old weapon. And she was well aware of the pain she could enflict.
Hikari had seen fights erupt between girls before. They could get particularly vicious. And a fight over a guy.... well one would be suprised to see blood.
It wasn't until they were heading back to class before she even tried to talk to the german.
"Asuka?"
She just grumbled.
"My sister is going to need an answer, about this weekend."
"Fine, I'll do it." she said in an agitated tone. She then wheeled around and pointed a finger directly into her face. "And this guy better not try any funny stuff!!!"
Hikari took a step back and raised her hands in a 'I surrender' manner.
The german resumed her trek, however Hikari hung back a little. To give the pilot some space and also to allow herself a sigh of relief. It had worked. Asuka was going to go out with Sora this saturday. And during a conversation she had with Shinji last night, he had mentioned that his guardian was going to some wedding on the same day, which meant she would have Shinji all to herself.
She really hadn't been able to talk with him today. Not that she wasn't trying. She wanted to ask him about what he was doing after school on saturday. That and also she wanted to know.... just what the hell happened to his face. But things just seem to keep coming up. Like this morning, he came into the class right when the bell rang. And given the time constrants, they were only allowed to briefly acknowledge each other. However lately, she noticed, Shinji seemed far more inclined to engage in physical contact. And because of his nature and his personal preferance, he didn't like to draw attention to the fact that they were seeing each other. So as he passed her on the way to his desk, he briefly placed his hand on hers and squeezed. It made the both of them blush.
The rest of school had been surprisingly busy. When lunch came around those two friends of his dragged him away. Not that she was given a chance to even go to him, since as soon as the lunch bell had rung she had gotten mobbed by a small group of other students that were having trouble understanding their math assignments. That afternoon she had to use the school's computer system to talk with him. And although he agreed where to meet her after school. That was about it. And her inquiries regarding the bruise around his eye went unanswered.
She slowed as she approached him. He wasn't just standing there, he was talking into the receiver. That was kind of odd since he had a cellphone at his disposal. Being filled with a little curiousity she approached him quietly, until she was close enough to hear the tail end of the conversation he hwas having.
"...I didn't know... if you would be there.... I... I am sorry....I...."
Hikari watched as he pulled the receiver away from his ear and looked at it. A moment later he sighed in resignation as he placed the handle back into it's cradle. He even lowered his head. What was that about? Who was he talking to? And what did they say that made him look so disappointed?
She reached out and grabbed a handful of his shirt. He jumped a little. But he didn't say a word nor did he bother to turn around. Instead he reached around with his left hand to take hold of hers. They would be walking home today. Not that Hikari had any complants. The trains were still overly crowded at this time of day. She fell in step next to him.
To be honest she felt nervous. Despite not really having a reason to be. She wanted to ask him about this weekend but she found her throat going dry. And what exactly was she going to ask him? Hey, Shinji what are you doing on saturday? I got Asuka to go on a blind date and you said your guardian would be out so I figure we can go back to your place and hang out. And what did 'hang out' mean, well she wasn't sure yet. They had been on lots of dates. But she wasn't interested in a date right now. She just wanted to be with him in a different manner.
"um, so...."
Shini looked her way.
"I was... wondering on saturday..." she trailed off, her nervousness was getting the best of her.
"Saturday? Oh, yeah... I won't be going to school that day."
"wha-What?"
"Yeah,... I'm heading out to the cemetary."
Cemetary? She thought for a moment. The only cemetary that she knew of was one of the Second Impact Memorials.
"Oh. um,.... Why?" She knew it was dumb to ask but she felt the need to anyway.
It was a while before he answered her. But he just quietly mentioned 'seeing his mother'.
That one answer filled her with so many questions. She knew that his mother had died. Oddly enough the same was true for about ninety percent of their class. But for his mother to be at that cemetary, it just seemed wrong. She had seen it once before. It was a large plot of desert with small concrete markers line up in rows that went on for nearlly two miles. But the thing was, that no one was actually buried there. They were just markers with names and in some cases just numbers. So many people died that they could be buried. In most cases they were just cremated in mass. There were other sites like that across Japan too. And near the coast there were even memorials for people who where never found. So it was with some curiousity of how his mother would be there. She couldn't have actually died during the event. He wouldn't have been born yet. If she was actually interred there or if all she had was a marker. Or mabye it was at the request of his father. She couldn't be sure.
"umm,..."
"What is it?" he asked.
"Well... I just wanted to know...."
"My eye?"
"Yeah."
"I said something to somebody, that I probably shouldn't have said."
"Oh,... And you got punched for it?"
"hmmm, kicked, actually."
"What!? You know she pisses me off sometimes. She keeps thinking that she can get away with anything. I ought to-"
"Do nothing." he interupted her. "She jumped six feet in the air and kicked me in the face. You don't want any of that."
She chuckled darkly. "Yeah your probably right."
"Besides.... I wouldn't want anything to happen to such a pretty face."
She blushed deeply.
"Stop..." she spoke quietly.
"Well it's true."
She turned and leaned in quicklt and gave her a quick peck on his cheek.
He blushed a little.
The rest of walk was like this quiet bits of conversation. Small blushes. And tiny squeezes of their joined hands.
Changing Seasons
by: JErosion
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Chapter 14Hikari was talking to her. She was saying something about this weekend. And then there was something about her sister, but she wasn't really listening.
She was brooding. And far more than usual. She was still pissed off at Shinji. And sadly, kicking him didn't really make her feel any better. Where did he get off taking to her like that. She did not have man-ass. And then he has the nerve to tell say Wonder Girl had a nicer butt. And then there was that thing in the locker room after they had been rescued.
After spending nearly six hours speaping in LCL all she wanted to do was take a shower, and then go to bed and forget this day had ever happened. Being eager to get out of there, she was moving at a much fast pace than the first child was. She had almost finished dressing herself, when the blue haired girl stepped out of the shower room. The girl had absolutely no shame. She walked out of there naked, except for the towel she had drapped across her shoulders. But the thing that seemed to get under Asuka's skin the most was when she came to a stop in front of a large mirror that was mounted on the wall. For a moment she just stared at herself. She even she let her towel drop to the floor. She turned her head so she could look at her own profile in the mirror. And then slowly she turned her back to the mirror, just enough so she could look at herself from over her shoulder. She was checking her own self out.
Asuka watched with disgust and ever growing annoyance as she the first child exaimed herself. She stood with her feet planted at a shoulder length apart, she then shifted her body weight from one foot to another. Giving her buttocks just the slightest bounce. She even rolled her hips forward and then backwards. Was it possible that she really believe what Baka said? It was laughable. But then, as she walked away from the mirror, she had a heavy pink glow adorning her usually pale features. She was blushing. Asuka had been in Tokyo-3 for almost a year and this was the first time she had ever seen act... so... human. And it was because of,... Shinji of all people. And how could she take such an obvious lie as a complement?
She didn't think Wonder Girl could be so naive. And it pissed her off to no end.
How old was she anyway? Fourteen? Fifteen? She couldn't make her own decissions. She was little miss I'll do anything you say commander. And since when did she act like a normal girl? Did she suddenly wake up that day and realize that being a robot went out of style? It was beyond her....
"Asuka?"
....means of understanding. She was a doll and nothing else. And dolls were nothing. Just empty shells that are meant to look human. They don't get embarassed. They don't think for themselves. And they don't feel, And they don't have a better looking ass! She's so fucking pale she would blind anyone who looked at it. Ha! She's so pale it probably glows in the dark! Fucking Wonder Girl.
"Asuka!"
"Yeah."
"Oh, so you'll do it? That's great! I'll call Kodama as soon as school lets out."
"Huh?
"She's going to be so happy!"
"Whoa Whoa. Whoa!..." The smile slowly fell from Hikari's face, and she stopped midway in pulling off her swimsuit. Asuka herself was in a similar state of undress, although much further along than her friend was. "Just what the hell are you talking about?"
Hikari blinked a bit.
"You mean... you weren't listen at all?"
Asuka gave Hikari a hard look.
"No." she replied flatly.
Hikari sighed, she should have known.
"Well.... What I was telling you... Was that... Kodama has a friend at her college named Sora and after he saw a picture of the two of us he asked my sister if she could set you up with him for a date this saturday."
"What!? What kind of sicko friend does your sister have?! What is he taking Pedophilia 101?
Hikari ducked her head a little. She looked around the room a little Asuka's outburst caused few heads to turn their way. And still she notice a couple of other girls, who seemed to be changing into there uniforms slow enough that they would be able to listen in to the conversation.
"No! He's a medical student. And it isn't about your age... he just happens to have a thing for redheads."
"And why me?"
"Well... this is Japan and we happen to have a serious lack of natural redheads around here. And intially he did even ask Kodama to try and set you up with him, until she mentioned that you already have a degree from that University of Berlin. He was really impressed."
Asuka smirked a little. Of coarse. Who wouldn't be impressed.
"That? It's nothing really. I only got my Bachelors."
Hikari nodded her head. She was trying very hard not to show any spite. It annoyed her that Asuka could sit there and act like it was no big deal. She was fourteen and already halfway to having a Doctorate. But she couldn't get angry. She had to choose her words carfully of otherwise this wasn't going to work.
"And he said that you must be really mature and focused to be able to accomplish that at your age."
Asuka's smile grew.
"Well it's only natural that he think that."
"Well, Asuka? What do you say?"
Hikari watched her carefully. She seemed to be considering it.
In all honesty Asuka was kind of conflicted. On one hand she kind of liked the idea of being taken out by a guy, who would show her some appreciation. A guy that would actually see her for the mature woman that she had become. She was so tired of everyone treated her like a kid. Or treating her with contempt. As it was she had gone out of her way to be pleasant towards the Third Child. And what did she get for her trouble? Him insulting her by saying she had a boney ass! Right now, Shinji was sitting really high on her shit-list.
But the other problem about going on a date with a complete stranger was.... Well this guy was a friend of Kodama. With her the term 'friend' could mean a great number of things. Most of which were highly unflattering. The last thing she wanted to put up with was some oversexed idiot that thinks he can take advantage of her.
"This guy? He's not some of your sister's throw away trim, is he?."
"What?...Oh, No. Actually that was one of the first things I asked her about when she brought it up last night. She laughed and said she's knew him back when she was in Junior High. And it would have been too weird if she had..." Her eyes darted around to the girls that were closer to them. "...gone out with him."
"I don't know it's... it's ju-... Hikari?"
"w-wha...." She was about to pull her underwear on, when Asuka's hand took hold of her hip. And with a push the redhead forced her to turn in her direction.
And Asuka broke into laughter.
"Oh my God Hikari! What did you do to it?!"
Hikari quickly pulled her panties on as quickly as she could. In her effort to coerce Asuka into going out with that guy, she had forgot about the modification she had preformed on herself.
"Asuka! Shhhh!" She tried desperately to quite the German. But she had no effect on her. Between her wails of laughter she kept talking.
"But why?... I'm sure your more aerodynamic that way...... "
"Asuka!"
"..... You know.... it does take a few of years off of you....You barely look a day over ten....." Asuka was laughing so hard she was wheezing.
"Shut up!" She needed to for her to quit. People were starting to look.
"Hikari, please tell me that Shinji didn't ask you to do it?....I know he's pervert... but did you really have to go paipan?"
Due to a combination of both anger and embarassment, the burnett's face went red. She was sure everyone heard that. Even those who weren't eavesdropping, stopped their conversations. There were just certain words when said out loud that refocused the attention of every one around them. And despite this, she didn't stop. Hikari could feel the eye's of the other girls upon her. She could hear the tiny whispers of them talking about her, shaving herself. Plan or no plan she couldn't let this go on.
"Yeah? Well I'd rather be bald than have a fire crotch!!!"
There was a collective gasp in the room. And that was followed by a silence so deafening that Hikari was sure that in the distance she could hear a pin drop. Off to the right of them, there was a stifled giggle. But to her suprise Asuka didn't blow up. In fact she looked shocked, that the brunette would ever say anything like to her. She even repeated the word breathlessly in disbelief.
However it only lasted for a moment. It was one of those weird things. If a girl had red hair, chances were they had red.... other hair too. Even in the west there were certain negative connotations with having red hair. And too a certain degree the same was true of Japan. So being told you had a 'fire crotch' was. It was...... unflattering...... and.... it was just a low fuck-up insult. And as some point her mind equated it with the 'Man-ass' comment from Shinji. Her features twisted into an angry glare. She was about retort with a like insult, when Hikari steped very close to her.
"You don't talk about mine. I won't talk about yours." Hikari said quietly and evenly.
Asuka crossed her arms with a humph.
"Fine." She agreed angerly. Her eye's then darted to the girls that were close to them . "What are you all looking at!!!"
Their audiance immediately returned to what they whatever they were doing before.
Both Hikari and Asuka resumed getting dressed. Neither saying a word to the other. It was just a testimate on how stained their friendship had become. But despite the palpable tension between them. They both were very skilled at pretending that there wasn't. But girls are good at that sort of thing. You smile, you laugh and you talk, even though you really want to just slap the shit out of a person you've been calling a friend for the past nine months.
After nine months your were bound to have your highs and your lows. And they just happen to be in a low spot right now, thats was all. It was no big deal, just a bit of tension. Things will get better. And if they didn't? Well Hikari just wished that it didn't end with a catfight. That was the one situation that Shinji expressed that she should not allow herself to get into. Asuka with her training was pretty much a walking, talking fourteen year old weapon. And she was well aware of the pain she could enflict.
Hikari had seen fights erupt between girls before. They could get particularly vicious. And a fight over a guy.... well one would be suprised to see blood.
It wasn't until they were heading back to class before she even tried to talk to the german.
"Asuka?"
She just grumbled.
"My sister is going to need an answer, about this weekend."
"Fine, I'll do it." she said in an agitated tone. She then wheeled around and pointed a finger directly into her face. "And this guy better not try any funny stuff!!!"
Hikari took a step back and raised her hands in a 'I surrender' manner.
The german resumed her trek, however Hikari hung back a little. To give the pilot some space and also to allow herself a sigh of relief. It had worked. Asuka was going to go out with Sora this saturday. And during a conversation she had with Shinji last night, he had mentioned that his guardian was going to some wedding on the same day, which meant she would have Shinji all to herself.
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She stood up on her tip toes to look over the crowd of students that were leaving. He said that he would meet her out front after the bell rang. It took her a minutes but she spotted him across the street near a small corner grocery store. She darted forward so she could joint a group of students that were crossing the street. While many of the students were filtering in and out of the of the shop. Shinji was off to himself at a payphone.She really hadn't been able to talk with him today. Not that she wasn't trying. She wanted to ask him about what he was doing after school on saturday. That and also she wanted to know.... just what the hell happened to his face. But things just seem to keep coming up. Like this morning, he came into the class right when the bell rang. And given the time constrants, they were only allowed to briefly acknowledge each other. However lately, she noticed, Shinji seemed far more inclined to engage in physical contact. And because of his nature and his personal preferance, he didn't like to draw attention to the fact that they were seeing each other. So as he passed her on the way to his desk, he briefly placed his hand on hers and squeezed. It made the both of them blush.
The rest of school had been surprisingly busy. When lunch came around those two friends of his dragged him away. Not that she was given a chance to even go to him, since as soon as the lunch bell had rung she had gotten mobbed by a small group of other students that were having trouble understanding their math assignments. That afternoon she had to use the school's computer system to talk with him. And although he agreed where to meet her after school. That was about it. And her inquiries regarding the bruise around his eye went unanswered.
She slowed as she approached him. He wasn't just standing there, he was talking into the receiver. That was kind of odd since he had a cellphone at his disposal. Being filled with a little curiousity she approached him quietly, until she was close enough to hear the tail end of the conversation he hwas having.
"...I didn't know... if you would be there.... I... I am sorry....I...."
Hikari watched as he pulled the receiver away from his ear and looked at it. A moment later he sighed in resignation as he placed the handle back into it's cradle. He even lowered his head. What was that about? Who was he talking to? And what did they say that made him look so disappointed?
She reached out and grabbed a handful of his shirt. He jumped a little. But he didn't say a word nor did he bother to turn around. Instead he reached around with his left hand to take hold of hers. They would be walking home today. Not that Hikari had any complants. The trains were still overly crowded at this time of day. She fell in step next to him.
To be honest she felt nervous. Despite not really having a reason to be. She wanted to ask him about this weekend but she found her throat going dry. And what exactly was she going to ask him? Hey, Shinji what are you doing on saturday? I got Asuka to go on a blind date and you said your guardian would be out so I figure we can go back to your place and hang out. And what did 'hang out' mean, well she wasn't sure yet. They had been on lots of dates. But she wasn't interested in a date right now. She just wanted to be with him in a different manner.
"um, so...."
Shini looked her way.
"I was... wondering on saturday..." she trailed off, her nervousness was getting the best of her.
"Saturday? Oh, yeah... I won't be going to school that day."
"wha-What?"
"Yeah,... I'm heading out to the cemetary."
Cemetary? She thought for a moment. The only cemetary that she knew of was one of the Second Impact Memorials.
"Oh. um,.... Why?" She knew it was dumb to ask but she felt the need to anyway.
It was a while before he answered her. But he just quietly mentioned 'seeing his mother'.
That one answer filled her with so many questions. She knew that his mother had died. Oddly enough the same was true for about ninety percent of their class. But for his mother to be at that cemetary, it just seemed wrong. She had seen it once before. It was a large plot of desert with small concrete markers line up in rows that went on for nearlly two miles. But the thing was, that no one was actually buried there. They were just markers with names and in some cases just numbers. So many people died that they could be buried. In most cases they were just cremated in mass. There were other sites like that across Japan too. And near the coast there were even memorials for people who where never found. So it was with some curiousity of how his mother would be there. She couldn't have actually died during the event. He wouldn't have been born yet. If she was actually interred there or if all she had was a marker. Or mabye it was at the request of his father. She couldn't be sure.
"umm,..."
"What is it?" he asked.
"Well... I just wanted to know...."
"My eye?"
"Yeah."
"I said something to somebody, that I probably shouldn't have said."
"Oh,... And you got punched for it?"
"hmmm, kicked, actually."
"What!? You know she pisses me off sometimes. She keeps thinking that she can get away with anything. I ought to-"
"Do nothing." he interupted her. "She jumped six feet in the air and kicked me in the face. You don't want any of that."
She chuckled darkly. "Yeah your probably right."
"Besides.... I wouldn't want anything to happen to such a pretty face."
She blushed deeply.
"Stop..." she spoke quietly.
"Well it's true."
She turned and leaned in quicklt and gave her a quick peck on his cheek.
He blushed a little.
The rest of walk was like this quiet bits of conversation. Small blushes. And tiny squeezes of their joined hands.
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Author's note: This is a chapter. The next chapter won't be up until I get both Chapters 15 and 16 writen. Really they could both be just one chapter but due to the mood and the nature of the chapter I though it would be best to write them together first and then release them like normal. um,.... you know what I like writing for Asuka. It feels alot easier and it is for other characters. I just hope that I'm doing her in character. As for the next chapter I think it's time the commander makes another appearance.