Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ NERV is a House of Whores ❯ Chapter 5

NERV is a House of Whores By Yaoimaster

 

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Chapter 5

 

Ritsuko stood staring at the two teenagers before her. She was absent-mindedly toying with the products on the shelves she was standing behind. She accidentally knocked over one of the bottles on the shelf. It caused a chain reaction of falling items and Kensuke and Shinji turned to see what the commotion was.

 

“Er… Can I help you ma'am?” Kensuke asked in an obvious state of embarrassment and discomfort. He was not aware that he was talking to the head technician of NERV itself and that his one true obsession of wanting to pilot EVA would have to be taken up with her.

 

Shinji, on the other hand was irritated. He recognised the look on her face. That drunken look she had every time she tried to interrogate him about his sexuality. She seemed obsessed. “Dr. Akagi, please will you leave me alone? It's not work hours and you have no authority over me here.”

 

“Technically, you belong to NERV and seeing as I am the head technician, I do have authority over you. And by the way, I wasn't following you, I come to this pharmacy all the time.”

 

Kensuke was dumbfounded. Enthusiastically, he moved to start bugging her about EVA. He opened his mouth to speak but a harsh look from Shinji closed it for him.

 

Shinji looked around. There was no actual way to tell Ritsuko to go away when technically he had no proof of her following him and no reason to tell her to leave him alone. His common knowledge that Ritsuko indulged in the sickest of sexual fantasies, usually by herself, had let him slip up and lose his cool with her immediately. His eyes rested on a notice board of such. A small group of pictures were tacked there and one face familiarly stood out.

 

“Aha.” He said as he walked to the side of the counter. He reached up and ripped off one pice of paper from the `Wall of Shame' and smiled to himself as he glanced at the details. “Akagi, Ritsuko. Hereby banned from this store on account of trying to shoplift the following items.” He looked up, satisfied as the look of horror flitted across her face. He looked down to read the list. “Vibrating condoms, flavoured condoms, glow in the dark condoms, thrush medication, hair removal cream, Prozac and Viagra.”

 

Her expression changed from fear to anger in a microsecond. She reached for the concealed weapon in her pocket but was halted as a powerful electric shock from a band at her ankle surged through her body. Damn that bastard. She thought as she glanced around for the blinking red light of a camera. She cursed at Shinji and before walking out, grabbed a handful of cheap lipsticks and three tubes of lube and left, ignoring the droning beeps of the detectors at the door.

 

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Gendo Ikari sat at a small desk in his darkened room. There were two monitors on it. One was on standby, watching for any angel activity, the other was hooked up to a playback device for security discs or live footage feed. There was a keyboard and a textbook sized panel with some different coloured buttons beside it. He lifted his finger from a blue button on the panel and watched, humoured, as Ritsuko stormed from the pharmacy.

 

He had access to all video cameras planted all around Tokyo-3. Implanting a tracking device in the ears of all of his employees, he could see them anywhere and everywhere at any time he liked.

 

Even though the room was a mildly warm temperature, he shivered. He was sitting on the chair with only a pair of cotton boxer shorts on. Goosebumps crawled across his skin. He hugged himself slightly.

 

“Gendo, honey. Come back to bed will you?” A voice rasped.

 

“In a minute, Kozou. Let me put on a little video I would like to watch. We can do it while watching it, you know?” Gendo replied. He typed a shortcut onto the computer and a database of video files came up. Hesitating, he closed the folder and instead opened a drawer on his desk. He did not want this footage shown, on the log, playing in his private quarters.

 

He had the disc there in his room. It was a favourite of his but its quality was much less than the computer. He turned on the 3D projector and inserted the small disc, dated a number of months ago. An infrared picture came up. In the bottom right hand corner, there was a small variation of the whole picture except for the fact that it was with a heat-sensing camera.

 

The commander of NERV walked back to the bed and to second in command Kozou Fuyutsuki. Fuyutsuki was already naked and was under the thin blanket. He pulled it up for Ikari and after the commander had got it he went under the blanket and pulled off Gendo's cotton trunks. He started absent-mindedly playing with Gendo's cock with his hands as they watched the projection.

 

It was of the third child and a friend of his in a tent. They were having sex and the small corner where the heat camera's picture was, showed exactly how hot it was getting there. The hidden microphones in Shinji's mp3 player headphones were picking up, very clearly their sounds.

 

Fuyutsuki went down on Gendo and finally he hardened in his subordinate's mouth. He roughly started thrusting into the old man's mouth and after a while, he grabbed the other man's legs and pulled his crotch into his face. They stayed in the 69er position for a good while, greedily sucking on each others members until Gendo came. Thick white semen oozed out of the tip of his glans. He took his softening cock and started beating Fuyutsuki over the face with it.

 

“THAT'S RIGHT MOTHERFUCKER!! YOU LIKE IT DON'T YOU? WHO'S THE BOSS BITCH?”

 

He grabbed two pairs of handcuffs from the bedside table and put one on one of his arms and connected the other cuff to Fuyutsuki's right hand and with the other pair connected Fuyutsuki's other arm to the bed. On impulse he threw the keys over to the other side of the room.

 

He lay back and took a few breaths. “Oh shit.” He said. With his free hand he fumbled for his cell phone and rung the first number on his speed dial…

 

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Asuka was in Shinji's room with an assortment of things she had brought with with her including a roll of duct tape, a short haired wig and a can of men's shaving cream, both items she had found when going through Dr Akagi's bag and most recently a tennis ball she had found in Shinji's drawers.

 

Asuka took off her shirt and bra. Her breasts hung freely in the cool air. She took off all her clothes and stood there, completely naked, in Shinji's room. She looked at herself in the mirror and scowled at her body.

 

“Disgusting.” She said to herself. “Why was I born a girl? Nobody treats me like one anyway. `Misato, can I borrow your dress?' `No Asuka, it isn't for girls.' `Misato can I use some of your lavender perfume?' `No Asuka it isn't for girls.' Well what the fuck is for girls then? HUH!?”

 

She took the duct tape and examined it. It wasn't a crappy tape. It was a strong one with thread woven into the plastic and the adhesive stuck easily. She unrolled a section of tape but didn't tear it off. She stuck it to her body a few inches down from her armpit. Roughly she started binding her breasts and tightly squashing them down. It took her only a few minutes to be satisfied. She had trouble ripping the tape off.

 

She looked at herself in the mirror yet again and looked a little satisfied. She took out Shinji's school uniform and threw it on the bed. She found a dirty pair of his underwear in his laundry basket and got into them, savouring the feel of them as she slid the briefs up her legs. She had stopped shaving her legs and her under arms and small, prickly orange hairs sprouted all over them. She took the tennis ball and shoved it in the underpants. She looked at her `crotch' and let out a sigh.

 

She danced around her roommate's room with the shorthaired wig and her bound chest and her tennis ball protrusion from Shinji's briefs. She grabbed the can of shaving dream and lathered it over her face. She turned on the stereo and cranked up the volume. Shania Twain sang `I feel like a woman.' And Asuka danced.

 

Drooling slightly she said to herself in a stupefied voice. “It poots tha shavin cream on it's face.” She ran to her room and withdrew from her toiletries bag, her unused leg razor.

 

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His hair flying freely in time with the loud club music, Kaji's mobile phone continued to vibrate, unnoticed, in his back pocket.

 

(A/N) - Wow. A lot of effort into filling this chapter. I have many great ideas ahead but I need to fill in the gaps in between. At this moment in time I am also working on a Samurai Champloo fanfic and have done the first chapter. Read it! Also cowriting a Tekken Fic which I shall post soon.

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