Disclaimer:
Neon Genesis Evangelion and all about it belongs mainly to GAINAX and not us - the creators of this fic. This piece of work incorporates some of the characters and settings of the TV series. The story, here, is ours. Also, everything else that you think belongs to you do. Don't sue!

Let the weirdness begin. And I say begin, today, as this is only the first chapter: the induction. A bit tame, as you may suspect, but it can only snowball itself.
At the beginning of each chapter, you will be provided a gauge for how much you can expect of each style of writing I have put in it. There are three elements: Comedy, Drama and Descriptive. This is today's:

Comedy: 15 pt
Drama: 25 pt
Descriptive: 60 pt

Anyway, let's just get it going, shall we?

Guardian

Original Idea by William Wong
Inspired by Nathan Rawlins
Written by William Wong

Stillness Disturbed

The sun sparkled smartly through glowing, green leaves, overhead; warming the sweet, pure air; deepening the colors of the world - the blue sky, the creamy pavement, yellows on the road, reds scattered around. It even managed to bolden the subtle blues of Rei as she walked quietly down the sunlit streets. Her pale skin radiated a healthy glow, her albino-blue hair seemed to slightly glitter under the sun, the red bow was as rich as it ever was, her school uniform so clean and proud.
"Hey, baby, wanna come with m- Ugh!"
And the colorful, unconscious body of a flashy pimp in brilliant pink fur was dragged away to lay in the shadows from the sun.

The never-ceasing summer of Tokyo-3 had no mercy for the season of winter. Yet, even then, the ridiculously over-clad man in red stood outside of the shopping mall in sweltering heat, flinging his yellow bell about, and boisterously called out those three words that would tell anyone unfortunate enough to not have a calender what season it was.
Indeed, it was that time of year, again: Christmas.

Passing the shopping mall - that rather large, friendly place with shop assistants greeting to everyone Irasshaimase...! left, right and center, - Rei made a turn and walked five minutes more to arrive at the dreaded social venue of school.

Though it would probably be surprising to anyone who knew her, Rei hated any place that didn't involve being frightfully alone in a claustrophobically dark corner somewhere with a glass of water, or a large, warm, indoor swimming pool. It's surprising not because she hated it, but rather because she hated it. No one had a clue she was possibly capable of bearing hate towards anything, or even had a preference towards anything, or that she liked indoor swimming pools. They just thought she was one of them harmless, mentally ill people - which she partly was, if one defined enjoying being perfectly still for long periods of time a mental illness.

Lunchtime was a drag, as always. Rei never brought any food with her, as always. Partly because she couldn't cook, and partly because take-away would have become too cold by lunchtime, as she had found out in her earlier years.
This lunchtime was no different.
This is what Rei often did to pass time during lunch: Sit perfectly still and stare out the window. Besides finding the occasional life-changing book, it was one of the few enjoyments she had discovered during her life on the surface. Had she been a character in an anime, she would've been thought up by some poor, small company trying to struggle back into the limelight by ingeniously having characters be still for long periods of time to save celluloid, and also just as easily win plenty of votes in popularity polls, at the same time - which she probably would have been in some alternate dimension.

Outside the window, Rei watched some students have fun with a ball. The mumbles of the classroom, around her, faded from her mind, and she only heard the sound of the ball being kicked around by the boys. She watched it being knocked from left to right, sent through the air and being hit back with somebody else's forehead.
Up and down, round and round.
Left and right, through the frame.

Her fifty-minute trance was cut short by the shatter of the window above her and the ball sailing through. Glass pieces fell dangerously all over Rei as the screams of all the girls wailed in the classroom.

Luckily, due to the laws of mandatory installment of safety-glass in all schools, Rei was not hurt. It was still no reason, however, for the staff of that school to get Rei checked up at the nurse.
There was a saying in the Japanese culture that stated that only fools caught colds during summer. This immediately fell into disuse after the Second Impact that caused a permanent summer to settle over Japan. Still, it happened that the female school nurse had a cold and was not present on that day (coincidentally, Asuka also had a cold, that day), and Rei was left with the infamous male nurse to check her over.
"Hey, baby, wanna- Ugh!"
And that was that.

When Rei got back to her classroom, she had found that it was empty, and that all the students were actually relocated to a different room. When Rei turned around, she came face-to-face (in a manner of speaking) with the chest of a male senior student.
After looking at it for a good ten seconds, she finally realized that it won't go away. She had to resort to looking the man in the eye.

And his eyes weren't bad, either. It seemed like one of those manly eyes that were, at the same time, a glistening dark shade of brown.
"Hey," he said.
Rei was anticipating "baby, wanna-" and the big deck after that. But, it didn't come.
It was then that, to Rei's horror, she realized that she will have to speak for the first time, that day.
"Yes?"
"Yeah, hey, you know that Michiko in your class, right?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, can you send this to her for me?" He held a folded piece of paper in front of Rei.
"Yes."
Rei took the note and walked to the classroom indicated on the notice of her old one.
To her satisfaction, Rei managed to get away with only having to repeat the same three-lettered word three times (at least in English - "Hai").

No sooner had she leapt over that hurdle, she realized the next one. Getting the note to Michiko, herself. What did Rei know about Michiko? Not a lot, admittedly, but enough to know the whereabouts of her. Typically, where there was Hanako, there was Michiko, for Michiko was the henchman and close friend of Hanako, who followed in the footsteps of her senior, stuck by her, aided her where Hanako needed her and generally was a pet thing. That is, Michiko was in love with her "senpai" in the most obviously secretive way that Hanako was completely oblivious to.
As for Hanako, she was probably the nicest, richest - and therefore most popular, under Asuka - girl student at the school. This presents itself, to Rei, as a challenge because that would mean an indefinitely large group of other girls would be following her around. And more people will mean more trouble for Rei.
Oh, dear.

Rei turned around to enter the door, and was faced with a crowd - around where Hanako should be - so big, it would be enough to make a brave man sweatdrop. Rei managed to withhold her sweatdrop for the time being.
Rei was going to have to make her way through this. More people than a J-Pop concert; more shoppers than a Chinese bazaar; more Agent Smiths than a Super Burly Brawl. And Rei was going to have to make her way through in the most polite way possible.
So, she did.

She soundlessly squeezed her way through this sea of bodies. Not that anyone would hear her if she made a sound. The stifling air around her smelt of diffused teenage girl smells and a truckload of perfume, shampoo and long-lasting deodorant on this particularly humid summer day.
At some particular last, Rei found herself being thrown right into the eye of the storm; right at the feet of Hanako, who looked down at her with the face of a ten-year-old at a starving, lost puppy.
That was soon replaced with a smile of amusement and a little sympathy.
"Rei! So you want to come as well?"

This was unexpected; for the second most popular girl in school to be talking to the most ignored girl in school (if you ignore the regulars who often get knocked out and wake up next, forgetting they tried hitting on her the day previous) in front of everyone, it was most unexpected. Rei looked up at Hanako, then started to stand up. "Come where?"
"To my place! A Christmas party! Everyone at the school's invited."
There was a quick burst of more chatter from the girls regarding the party.
Rei, already standing up, looking at Hanako dead in the eyes with a vague expression, gave a pause as the girls around her chattered. Then, "I am invited?" Her voice was that same, old, quite tone, which seemed to defy the, still, unwritten laws of sound: Hanako and others heard her voice quite clearly over the general chatter, as if the general chatter was quieter than Rei, which it was not.
"What difference is it with just you around the mansion, anyway?" Hanako joked. Several girls behind Hanako laughed lightly. Funny, but true. "I know today's Christmas day, but it's a Saturday, tomorrow. Are you coming?"

A small, unexplainable thought entered Rei's mind which triggered this subtle response, "We will see."
And just as quickly, Rei held a note up towards Michiko's general direction. "This is for you."
Michiko, careful at first, reached and took the note out of Rei's hand. When she next looked up from the note, Rei already disappeared through the crowd, somewhere. Although all the windows were intact and properly closed, there seemed to be a chilling wind sweeping through the classroom which made those who noticed the unexplained disappearance shiver deep inside with uncertainty.
Uncertainty over both the response from Rei, and the nature of the girl, herself.

Suddenly, as it were, Rei was on her way back to her apartment.
The sun shone down, as always, now from the other direction. Cicadas chirped their evening hymn. The pimp was no longer lying in the alley-way. A song played faintly from a distance away.
The song, as superficial as it was, was quite catchy. Dangerously uplifting, disturbingly happy and altogether foreign in language. It was a wonder how it had survived to that day through infecting the minds of little children and being recreated in terrifyingly new ways by the adults the generation after. The song, Jingle Bells, was yet to be eradicated from the human world.

The song played as Rei passed that shopping mall:

Dashing through the snow,
In a one-horse open sleigh.
Through the fields we go,
Laughing all the way!
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song, tonight!

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!
Jingle all the way!
Oh, what fun
It is to ride in a
One-horse open sleigh, Oh!

And the song carried itself along with Rei in her mind. Playing over and over again, all the way home. Even as Rei removed her shoes and placed her bag away, it carried on, quietly to itself. Even as she walked to her bed to sit on it for a long period of time, it played in her head. And even as night fell behind the curtains, it played.
It played right through into her sleep.

And for the first time in her life, as she slept with Jingle Bells playing through it, she dreamt.

"Uta wa ii, ne..." ("Songs are good...")

Next time:
Rei has a dream! As she floats about in this state of ambiguity, she ever so subtly begins to lose it! Talks of music, remainders and feistiness all finally amount to nothing as Rei approaches dawn. But what really awaits her at the end of the dream? And who is that boy singing songs in her head?
It's all on next chapter: The Breaking
And there will be fan service, too, weirdly enough.

(Leave a quick review and give this poor author a morale boost. Any comments are welcome... Well, most.)