Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ The Emperor's New Angst ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The Emperor's New Angst

By Lord Raa

Chapter 1 (of a currently unknown number)

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Disclaim-me-do: What do you mean “Flash Gordon approaching”?!

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Shinji sat in his class as the teacher began the latest part of their syllabus.

“Class,” grey-haired man started, “this next topic is one that some of you may find interesting, though I expect that some of you will be bored to tears; that can't be helped. This term, we will be looking at genealogy and family histories. The main piece of coursework for you all, will be a brief out line of you family tree with notes on at least three figures from your ancestry, and they all must be from three different generations.”

The class groaned loudly.

“I know that you'd all rather be playing on your newfangled computer games systems, but there is a lot we can learn from our pasts. Now, since you all have very little idea about what to do for this, I'm going to allow you to work with a partner. You have until I come back to sort yourselves out. Anyone without a partner will be assigned one by me.”

As the teacher left the room, Touji turned to his bespectacled friend. “Ken, ol' buddy, you're workin' with me.”

“I am?” the nerdy boy asked in a teasing tone.

“Yep, or do you wanna risk workin' with the devil?”

“Since you put it that way,” the military otaku shrugged.

Hikari was accosted by Asuka. “Hey, Hikari, you want to work with me?”

“Yeah, sure, Asuka,” the class rep nodded.

Shinji looked around the class to see someone who liked him enough to want to work with him. He caught a glimpse of a quiet girl looking out of window. `Perhaps she might want to…'

Taking a deep breath, the Third Child stood up and approached his fellow pilot. “Rei,” he started.

“Yes, I will work with you on this project, Ikari-kun,” Rei answered as she turned to face the young man at her desk. “That is what you wanted to ask me, was it not?”

“Yes,” Shinji nodded, a light blush creeping across his features. “Thank you, Rei.”

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Later that lesson, Shinji was using the internet site the teacher had allowed access to for their project to search for his family history. `Hmm, mother's name was Yui Ikari…'

The terminal bleeped when it found three matches in its database for names Shinji had input into the search fields.

`That's not the one,' he crossed the first one off his list - she'd died two years before he'd been born. The next one had died decades before Shinji had been born, during an earthquake in the 1960's.

`Mother…' Shinji thought sadly as he looked at the last record with the name “Yui Ikari” on it. Scanning through the major events listed on his mother's file, the young Ikari saw two familiar dates - the day she died and his birthday. Looking further into the past, he saw the date that she married his father.

Blinking back a tear, Shinji was about to click on the link that had his grandparents' details from his mother's side when Rei sent him an instant message.

“Â¬Ikari-kun, I have discovered something that was unexpected.Â¬”

“Â¬What is it, Rei?Â¬” he typed back.

“Â¬I think that you may be related to the Imperial Family of Japan.Â¬”

“What?” Shinji blurted out, inadvertently attracting the attention of his classmates.

Rei faced her project partner. “I believe that I may have discovered who your mother was related to.”

“But you said…”

“I cannot be sure as certain sections of this site are secured against public access. In order to find out the whole truth, we may need to visit the public records bureau in person. I will arrange an appointment,” Rei announced.

“That's good initiative, Ayanami,” the teacher smiled. “Let me know when your meeting with the public records is.”

“Yes, Sensei,” the blue haired girl bowed.

Ten minutes later, Rei approached the teacher's desk.

“Sensei, I need to be excused, Ikari-kun and I have an appointment with the Public Records Bureau this afternoon.”

“That was quick,” the grey-haired man replied. “How did you manage to get to see someone so quickly?”

“I mentioned that I needed to research the family history of Ikari-kun to gain more details for NERV medical records,” the red-eyed girl answered. “Please may we be excused?”

“Yes.”

“Wait! That's not fair,” Asuka reacted in a predictable fashion.

“We need to see discuss details in person, Pilot Sohryu. You can continue your research from here at this time. I am sure that when you reach an appropriate point, our teacher will allow you to go on a field trip to the Public Records Bureau.”

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Soon, Shinji and Rei were entering the lobby of the Public Records Bureau. The blue haired teenager approached the front desk and announced their presence for their meeting with a senior bureaucrat.

“Ah, Miss Ayanami, Mr. Fujita will be here shortly. He mentioned that your enquiry was an urgent one,” the pretty blonde receptionist smiled. “Please take a seat.”

Rei bowed and led Shinji to a pair of unoccupied chairs.

Shinji barely had time to think about how comfortable his seat was when a middle aged man walked up to the pilots.

“Shinji Ikari and Rei Ayanami?” the man with receding brown hair and charcoal grey suit asked.

“Yes,” Rei answered for the pair of them. “I am Rei Ayanami. Why is Ikari-kun's family history restricted?”

“That's something that should best be discussed in private. Please come with me.”

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Shinji sat in a comfortable office looking at the computer screen with his family tree on.

“So my mother's mother was related to the Imperial family?” he asked, slightly overwhelmed by the latest turn of events in his life.

“We think so, and that would make you heir to the Chrysanthemum Throne if you are indeed related to that Yui Ikari. May we take a blood sample to perform a DNA test?” Fujita asked.

Shinji blinked. His life had changed so much over the last few months, from his comfortable mediocrity in Neo-Osaka to piloting the most advanced Death Machineâ„¢ known to man without so much as a glance at the training manual.

“Okay,” he agreed.

Better to get the disappointment over with as soon as possible, he reasoned. After all, with a life that had so many of them and he had to get in as many as he could during the daylight hours. He had to leave his evenings free for chores and teasing, otherwise Misato and Asuka would get cranky.

Rolling up his sleeve, Shinji looked to Rei to distract himself from the sensation of being stuck with a hypodermic needle.

“How long will it be until we get the results?” Rei asked the bureaucrat. “We have been assigned a class project on our heritages and we are required to return to school as soon as possible.”

“We can get the results back tomorrow, but I must ask you to keep everything quiet until we can confirm the facts, is that ok?”

“Yes,” Shinji nodded. `It's not like anyone would believe me if I told them.'

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When Shinji returned to home, he braced himself for hurricane Asuka protesting that he was taking advantage of Rei when he skipped school.

He was not disappointed.

“I can't believe that they let him wander the streets during lesson time but not me!” the redhead raged.

“That's because Section 2 were keeping an eye on them,” Misato calmly informed her female charge. After taking a long pull on her beer, she focused her attention on the newly arrived Shinji. “So what's this I hear about you skipping school with Rei? Is my little Shin-chan growing up and noticing girls?”

Shinji could help the blush that covered his cheeks. “No, I was at the public records building because of our school project.”

“Oh, so you weren't getting it on in a love hotel?”

“NO!” the Third Child protested. Not knowing what else to do, he fled for his room.

“See, Asuka, nothing happened when they were out. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous of Rei…”

“I am not jealous of Wondergirl!” the redhead snorted before she left Misato alone to wallow in her beer induced haze.

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The next morning, as he cooked breakfast, Shinji was called to the phone.

“Hello?”

“Â¬Is that Shinji Ikari?Â¬”

“Yes, how can I help you?”

“Â¬This is Kenichi Fujita from the Public Records Bureau. You came in yesterday to talk about your family history.Â¬”

“Oh yes, have you got any news for me?” Shinji asked, hoping that he could get on with his project.

“Â¬Yes,Â¬” the man on the other end took a deep breath. “Â¬Your mother was related to the Imperial Family, and due to the aftermath of the Second Impact, you are the heir to the throne of Japan. Mister Ikari? Are you there?Â¬”

Shinji fell to the floor in shock. “Y-yes,” he replied in a stunned monotone.

“Â¬Oh, thank goodness for that. The Secret Service has informed NERV security and will be arriving at your residence shortly.Â¬”

Shinji blinked. “O-okay. Let me tell Misato-san and Asuka that we're expecting visitors. Thank you for telling me so soon.”

“Â¬It was my pleasure, Your Majesty.Â¬”

Shinji hung the phone up and turned his attention to finishing breakfast. When he served up, he called out that their meal was ready.

“Thanks, Shin-chan, I'm starving!” a purple topped form declared as it stumbled to the kitchen area.

Expecting this, Shinji handed Misato a freshly opened can of beer. “Here you go, Misato-san. Oh, we're expecting company soon.”

“We are?” Misato asked after taking a nice long drink of her cold beer.

“Who is it?” Asuka asked as she took her place at the table.

“I'm not sure,” the young Ikari lied as he poured three cups of coffee to evade further questions.

Asuka shrugged before digging in to her omelette, sausages and toast.

`She's a creature of habit,' the Third Child noted. `I don't know why she insists on sausages for breakfast every Tuesday.'

The ringing doorbell interrupted the meal.

“I'll get it,” Shinji said, standing up.

Not that it made much difference as Asuka and Misato continued to shovel their food into their mouths.

“Hello, can I help you?” Shinji asked the two black suited men that stood in hallway in front of Misato's apartment.

“Are you Shinji Ikari?” the man on the left asked.

“Yes? What is this about?”

The man on the right scanned for threats. “We're clear at the moment, but we should get inside.”

“Agreed,” the first man nodded. “Please step inside, Mister Ikari.”

“Ok,” Shinji nodded. He led the two men into the kitchen. “Can I get you anything to drink?”

“No thank you, sir,” the first man declined. “We really should be going. Your great uncle wishes to see you as soon as possible.”

“His great-uncle?” Misato repeated. “Who is that?”

“Have you not informed them yet, Your Highness?”

“N-not yet,” Shinji admitted.

“'Your Highness'? What the hell's going on here?” Asuka demanded, slamming her cutlery on the table. “What lies have you been telling people, Baka?”

“I haven't said anything!” the timid Ikari insisted.

“A likely story!” the redhead scoffed. She readied a fist to discipline her wayward manservant.

“Don't even think about it.”

“Pardon?” Asuka blinked as a black automatic pistol filled her vision. “Who are you to tell me what to do? Do you know who I am?”

“Someone who will be in big trouble if you hit Ikari-dono,” the first man replied in a dangerous tone. “Think twice about your next move.”

As Asuka growled, Misato's phone rang.

“Yes? What? You're having a laugh! What? His mother was…” The Captain's face fell when she was informed of the situation by Ritsuko. When the blonde hung up, Misato turned to face Shinji.

“So then, Shinji, I hear that you've got friends in high places. Why didn't you tell me before?”

“I only just found out about it!” Shinji replied with a blush.

“What the hell are you talking about? `Friends in high places' my arse! The Commander wants nothing to do with the Baka!” a seething Asuka snorted in derision.

“Captain Katsuragi, we will be leaving with Ikari-dono in ten minutes. If you wish to accompany us, be ready,” said the second man.

“Leaving where?” Misato asked with her eyes narrowed.

“To visit his great-uncle, the Emperor of Japan,” the first Secret Service agent explained. “Nine minutes 45 seconds, Captain Katsuragi.”

“Shit!” Misato scrambled to her room to dress in a more appropriate manner.

Eight minutes later, and Misato emerged from her room, buttoning up her dress jacket. “Ready when you are.”

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Both Misato and Shinji sat in silence during the ride to the Imperial Palace, their minds going over various scenarios.

Misato was thinking about a potential reward for looking after the Crown Prince, while Shinji was thinking “what if this is a hoax?”.

The black sedan pulled up to the gates and a uniformed guard approached the window.

“Shinji Ikari and Captain Misato Katsuragi, both of NERV,” the driver explained. His passengers showed their ID cards, the pictures wearing completely contrasting expressions.

“I see. Give them a standard search,” the guard replied.

Five minutes later, the NERV personnel were being escorted through the corridors of the Imperial Palace. Misato's mind went over possible reasons for missing this minor detail in Shinji's background report.

Shinji was thinking about how much effort it would take to keep palace tidy, but that was because of his treatment at the hands of Asuka conditioned him to think like a domestic servant.

They were brought out of their reverie by the footman that announced them to the Emperor.

“Your Majesty, Pilot Shinji Ikari and Captain Katsuragi of NERV,” the immaculately dressed man introduced.

“Thank you. Please, step forward, I would like to get a good look at my long-lost great-nephew,” the elderly man smiled.

Shinji, the purple haired woman noticed, looked more nervous than when he was first told about the naked sync tests. “Y-yes, s-sir,” he stammered.

“I hear that you are the pilot of that purple giant, is that the case?”

“Y-yes, sir,” Shinji answered, slightly trembling.

“What is it like?” the Emperor asked. “I would imagine that it is rather difficult to control such a behemoth.”

“It is, Your Majesty. I have improved a lot since I first piloted, five months ago,” the young Ikari said, now feeling a little more at ease in the presence of his Head of State.

“That's good to hear,” the Emperor smiled warmly. He coughed, but waved off the concerns of his visitors. “I shall be fine. Now what about you, Captain Katsuragi? How did you know my nephew?”

“I'm his superior officer. I met him when he first came to Tokyo-3. After the first Angel attack, he moved in with me,” Misato explained with a bow.

“Ah, so you two have been `living in sin'?”

“No-no-no-no-no-no-no,” the Captain replied, shaking her head vigorously. “I never touched him in an inappropriate manner. I am his legal guardian, after all.”

“That's good to hear. So then Shinji-kun, is there a girl that you like? You and I are the last of the Imperial line, you know,” the Emperor mentioned in a serious tone.

“I,” Shinji started, his face turning red, “there are a couple of girls that I like, but I don't know how they feel about me.”

The Emperor was about to add something, but his coughing fit interrupted and his medical alert button brought in his doctors.

Gasping for air, the dieing man told those present that Shinji was to inherit the throne.

“W-w-why me?” the pilot asked in a panicked tone.

“Because you wouldn't abuse your position,” the Emperor said around his laboured breathing. His eyes closed slowly.

“Your Majesty,” the senior doctor said, “please, stay with us, we need your guidance.”

“I go into the night, have faith in my nephew…”

With that, the Emperor passed away.

The doctors turned to Shinji and Misato. “We're sorry for your loss.”

“There was nothing we could do, he had been seriously ill for some time.”

“But what do I do now?” Shinji asked, hoping that someone would be there to provide him with guidance or give him orders.

“I believe, Tennou Hiko-sama, that the normal course of action is to declare a day of mourning and organise your coronation,” a tall, thin man with silver hair spoke up.

“And you are?” Misato asked, stepping between him and Shinji.

“Yoshiyuki Ohmura, I was His Majesty's senior aide.”

“People aren't going to accept me as their Emperor,” the pilot insisted. “Besides, I have to pilot Eva!”

“That is something that we need to look into, Your Highness,” Ohmura bowed. “Are there alternative pilots?”

“There's Rei and Asuka, but we do actually need Shinji,” Misato frowned. While she wasn't much of a traditionalist, the idea of her friend, roommate and now Emperor piloting Unit-01 didn't quite sit right with her.

Misato's mobile phone rang. “Hello?”

“Â¬Misato, we need you and Shinji back at NERV right now!Â¬”

“Bit of a crisis right now, Ritsuko, the Emperor has just passed away. Can this wait?”

“Â¬No, the MAGI are 60 percent certain that there's an Angel nearing Yokohama right now. We need Shinji to check it out in Unit-01 ASAP!Â¬”

“Right, we'll be there as soon as we can,” Misato said before ending the call. “We need to go now, Shinji, there's an Angel approaching. Shit, we didn't come in my car. Can someone take us to NERV headquarters?”

“Yes,” Ohmura nodded. “I'll arrange for a car.”

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Shinji and Misato arrived at NERV to the news that it was just a drill: a fact that didn't make the purple haired captain very happy.

“Do you have any idea where we were, Ritsuko?” she growled.

“No,” the blonde replied sarcastically. “I had no idea that you were visiting Palace officials about Shinji's extended family.”

“That's something else that we need to discuss,” Misato said, glaring daggers at Gendo.

“What do you mean, Katsuragi?” the bearded man demanded in his usual terse manner.

“Did you know that the LATE Emperor made Shinji his successor? Hell, did you even know that your wife was related to the Imperial Family?”

`Yui kept that a secret from me…' Gendo frowned. “Sensei, did you know about Yui's family?”

“I had no idea,” Fuyutsuki answered. “This changes everything.”

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Shinji finished changing back into his normal clothes and exited the men's locker room. He was surprised to see Rei waiting from him.

“I have heard the news about your lineage and the recent death of the Emperor. I will do what I can to serve you, Ikari-dono,” the blue haired girl bowed deeply at the waist.

“Rei?”

Rei lifted her head slightly. “I have been ordered by the Commander to escort you to the bridge.”

Shinji blushed slightly at the attention. “I don't want to be a bother.”

Rei stepped closer and placed a hand on Shinji's forehead. “You do not feel like you have a fever. Are you feeling well?”

“I'm fine, Rei. Shall we go and see the others?” the young man suggested.

“Yes. I believe that there is a forthcoming announcement about this new situation.”

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Shinji descended the escalator and entered the bridge with Rei a few steps behind him.

“Is everything ok?” he asked the assembled crew.

“It is, Shinji,” Misato winked.

“Misato!” Ritsuko scolded. “You know you should show more respect for someone of Shinji's standing. Good afternoon, Your Majesty.”

Shinji predictably blushed at the attention. “Please don't make a fuss.”

“If you insist, Your Majesty,” the blonde bowed.

Gendo looked impassively at his son, unsure of just how this was going to alter his scenario. He was surprised to see the fax machine near to where Misato stood whirr into life.

The Captain looked at the incoming message. “Hey, Ritsuko, can they actually do this?”

“Do what, Misato?”

“Replace the Commander?”

“What are you talking about?” Ritsuko snapped. She grabbed the paper from her friend's hand and read the message aloud.

“From the Office of the Secretary General of the United Nations.

In order to facilitate the reconciliation between the new Emperor of Japan and his father, the Commander of NERV, we have decided to move Gendo Ikari into a consultancy role.

“His replacement will be Captain Misato Katsuragi, who will receive an immediate promotion to the rank of full colonel.

Signed Hans Kohler,

Secretary General.”

Everyone in the room blinked when they digested that piece of information.

“Promotion for Misato-chan!” the purple haired woman shouted as she jumped up and down, inadvertently giving everyone who was looking an eyeful of jiggling cleavage.

“Misato!” Ritsuko scolded. “Don't you have any shame? Exposing yourself to the Emperor like that!”

“Hey, I had less than ten minutes to dress this morning!” the newly promoted women shot back. “I thought I could get away without a bra, ok? And besides, the Emperor never complained before.”

All eyes turned to Shinji, who looked away.

Gendo decided that he needed to get some influence over his son before the other hangers-on monopolised his time. “Rei, I need to speak with you in private. Now.”

The red-eyed pilot nodded and left for Gendo's office.

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Inside his private room, Gendo explained what he wanted of Rei.

“I will be relieved of duty as Head of NERV shortly, and I so this will be my final order,” the Commander said in his normal authoritative tone. “You will act as Pilot Ikari's bodyguard and confidant. If the situation requires it of you, you will share his bed. I need you to gain influence over him before others do. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir. I will do everything I can to gain influence over the Emperor,” Rei bowed.

“Good. Be discrete, Rei, they eyes of the nation will be upon us.”

“Sir,” Rei bowed again before leaving the office.

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Rei re-entered the bridge to see Secret Service agents speak with the assembled crew.

“And what is your relationship with the Emperor, Captain Katsuragi?”

“It's Colonel now, actually. We live together, I'm his legal guardian,” the purple haired woman explained. “So that means that I should move in with Shinji to the Palace!”

The agents frowned at the assumption that the lovely woman made.

“It's okay,” Shinji reassured his bodyguards, “Misato-san's been so kind to me since I arrived in Tokyo-3, so it's the least I can do.”

“Your Majesty,” Rei interrupted. “As my living arrangements are currently in a state of disrepair, would it be possi-”

Shinji knew what was coming. “Of course, Rei, you can stay with me for as long as you like.”

The blue haired pilot bowed. “Thank you kindly, Your Majesty.”

“Your Highness, we must be going,” the agent that had been interviewing Misato said in a respectful, yet urgent tone.

“Okay,” Shinji nodded. “Let's go, Misato, Rei, was there anything that you wanted to pick up on the way home?”

“I will be fine, Tennou Hiko-sama,” Rei reassured. “If need be, I will go without clothing while mine is being laundered. Colonel Katsuragi also has little problem with being incompletely dressed in your presence, so I do not see any reason for a delay.”

“What kind of things have been going on around here?” one of the agents asked with a frown.

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Later that evening, Gendo was being “entertained” by Ritsuko. The bearded man had a lot of frustration to work off, and rough sex with the bottle blonde usually helped with that condition.

Ritsuko went through the motions, as always, but just didn't as turned on as normal despite her lover being more enthusiastic than normal.

Not that Gendo ever took her over the edge, but the power and authority that he held usually got her motor running.

Lighting up her post-coital cigarette as Gendo left, Ritsuko mulled over what the problem was.

“Let's see, he's probably annoyed that Misato's got his job and because Shinji's Emperor. Wait, he's not as powerful as he was yesterday and he didn't really flick my switch just now and I know I'm attracted to powerful men. But the thought of the Emperor ordering me around…”

The blonde felt a pleasant warmth in her belly. Licking her lips, she decided that she needed to think about that potential scenario some more. After stubbing out her tobacco, she lay back on her bed and pondered what it would be like to be at the beck and call of the young Emperor.

Her hands circled her full and firm breasts as she closed her eyes and wondered sort of orders Shinji would give her.

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Shinji sat on his throne staring impassively at his visitor. “Is there anything you want, Dr. Akagi? I'm assuming that's why you're bothering me.”

The blonde felt her cheeks heat up under the scrutiny. “We need you for a sync test, Your Majesty.”

“Why should I go through another one of those insufferable tests? I don't like smelling of blood.”

“But we need to in order to aid your piloting, Your Majesty,” Ritsuko said, not looking her Emperor in the eye.

“Give me a good reason why you need me to pilot alongside Rei and Asuka. They're the ones that have had years of training, not me,” Shinji pointed out with a hint of amusement.

“But Sire, they just don't have the combat experience you do,” the woman explained. “We need your skills, Your Majesty.”

As Shinji considered the Blonde's request, his eyes scanned over her body. “Strip.”

“P-pardon?”

“Strip naked for me, that's an order,” Shinji repeated, his tone getting angry.

Ritsuko gulped.

“Are you hard of hearing, Dr. Akagi? I ordered you to get undressed. Now do it or I will retire from piloting and have NERV's funding slashed,” the young man demanded, “effective immediately.”

The blonde efficiently shed her clothes and stood at attention for her ruler.

“Very nice,” Shinji smiled as he gestured to Ritsuko's breasts. “Step forward, I want to examine them close up.”

As Dr. Akagi approached the reluctant pilot, she felt her nipples harden despite the warm ambient temperature.

“It's not cold in here, Doctor, why are your nipples erect? And don't even think about lying to me.”

Ritsuko looked down at her feet. “I-I'm sexually aroused, Your Majesty.”

“Wouldn't that make you a `dirty girl', Dr. Akagi?” Shinji asked with smirk.

“Yes,” the now scarlet cheeked blonde nodded.

“Good, now kneel before me,” the Emperor ordered, “I want to know what a dirty girl's body feels like.”

Ritsuko did as she was ordered. She gasped when Shinji roughly grabbed hold of her breasts, pulling them in circles by her hardened nipples.

“N-not so rough.”

“Tell me what to do again. Go on, Doctor, tell your Emperor what he can and can't do,” the young man threatened. “If I wanted to, I could have one of my guards come in and cut your filthy tits off. You would do well to remember that fact.”

“Yes, I will, Your Majesty!” Ritsuko yelped when Shinji pulled her closer to him.

The Emperor smirked before moving his right hand to explore the rest of the naked woman's body. He traced a pattern down the length of the blonde's trim and taut stomach before going for the honey pot.

Ritsuko gasped when Shinji roughly inserted a pair of fingers into her warm and moist orifice and started to probe the inside of her womanhood.

“Very nice, Dr. Akagi, I think that I might just have found a reason to stay around NERV. You're now my official workplace whore, so start sucking me off before I get angry!” Shinji ordered with a gleam in his eye.

Ritsuko did as she was told and made damn sure that this would be the best blow job she ever gave.

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Ritsuko called out Shinji's name as she reached her orgasm. Opening her eyes, she realised that she was in her room.

“Damn, that was a good dream,” she sighed as she removed her fingers from her dripping pussy. “But it's not like Shinji would ever act like that, even if he is now the Emperor of Japan.”

“Still,” the blonde mused with an optimistic sigh as she left the bedroom to wash up, “I can always dream.”

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To be continued…

This was pre-read by Chi Vayne and a number of people on Shinji's Good Sharing forum, including that Innortal bloke.

I know that this has a number of plot holes, but you know what I don't care at the moment. It's just a bit of light hearted smut.

And it's time now for some omake.

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Inside his private room, Gendo explained what he wanted of Rei.

“I need you to get close to the Third Child, otherwise everything will be lost.”

“Are you out of your tiny little mind? I will not stalk anyone for you, you sick little monkey,” the blue haired girl stated defiantly. “How the hell am I going to get close to the Emperor? His bodyguards aren't like the incompetent fools you have in Section Two.”

“I thought it was a good plan,” the bearded man replied defensively.

“That was a good plan? Who did you sleep with to get this job?” Rei demanded. “No, wait, don't answer that one - I don't want to hear about your perversions.”

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In Tokyo-2, a woman began to cackle an insane laugh after sneezing. “Oh, I do believe my dear Gendo-sama is thinking of his Black Rose. OH HOHOHOHO!”

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Until laterer comes