Disclaimers : See how beautiful the night sky is? What, you don't agree with me? Then, I'm obviously not Hideakki Anno, nor do I own Evangelion or Gainax.
A/N : Hello again! Guess what? That's right, a new story, and not a three chapters one-shot this time! Surprised? Guess not. Anyway, I haven't really decide this one's direction yet, so the next few chapters are gonna take a while since I don't know what's in store for them. Right, I stretch this longer, and you're gonna skip it entirely, so enjoy the short chapter!
Scribbler A presents
"Requiem Of The Past Forsaken"
-Enjoy-
"That was the worst wedding I've ever attended," Shinji Ikari stepped through the door to his new apartment, or rather, their new apartment.
"Oh come on, it wasn't so bad," Asuka Langley Soryu entered after him, an apologetic smile on her face. After all, she was the one who dragged Shinji along to her female colleague's wedding party. "At least it wasn't as bad as Misato's," she tried to enlighten the mood.
The young Ikari loosened up his necktie, dropped it on a nearby couch, and raised an eyebrow at his companion. "Misato's wedding? It was sort of okay; it wasn't really that bad…"
Asuka snorted at his comment while taking off her high heeled shoes. "Wasn't that bad? She took liberty of her privilege as the bride of the night and ordered me to dance with you for almost two hours! I almost wanted to commit suicide to avoid that," she laughed at that and walked into the living room to join Shinji.
"Was I really that bad that you'd want to commit suicide just for that?" Shinji feigned hurt, though from the childish glow in his eyes, Asuka knew he was pretending, and was getting better at it. Time seemed to have done well at erasing his sensitive side.
Asuka stared at him for a while, before a string of laughter erupted in the living room, subsumed by Shinji's own uncharacteristic guffaw. The laughter died down several minutes afterwards.
"Alright," Asuka elbowed the young man playfully and walked away. "I'm going to take a shower for a while."
"Sure," Shinji responded and went for the remote control for the television on the table. He settled down on the couch and turned to where Asuka had just stood earlier, his gaze lingering at the spot for longer than usual.
Nine years ago, they had fought together and destroyed SEELE's manmade white Eva series, thus saving the world in the process. They were dismissed from NERV soon afterwards, having completed their duty as Eva pilots; they were then allowed to live the life of a normal teenager. During that time period, Shinji and Asuka had learned to set aside their differences, and had grown close in the years as friends and as Misato's fellow charges.
After officially graduating from high school, both of them started going out – Asuka had been the one asking him out – and then the redhead had suggested moving out of Misato's apartment and finding an apartment of her own, and she wanted Shinji to come along as well. Since then, they had gone to college, graduated without any problems, and easily found a job due to their past connections with NERV.
"It's been nine years already, huh…"
The house phone rang when Asuka strode out of the bathroom, clean and refreshed from the hot bath, and the scent of her lavender shampoo radiating off of her milky skin, she called to Shinji, "I'll get it.", walked towards the ringing device and picked it up. Ikari leaned back on the couch and glanced briefly at her direction, wondering who it was on the other side of the phone, before turning his attention back to the television in front of him.
"Hello, this is the Ikari and Soryu residence, who is it?"
"Oh…what do you need?" Shinji noticed Asuka's voice tense up, and turned around again with an eyebrow raised, his curiosity piqued. All the years he knew the fiery-tempered redhead, there was little that would actually make her nervous, even if the years had served to soften her up considerably.
"I…see. Huh? You want both of us to go as well?"
The young Ikari perked up when he heard himself being mentioned in the phone call. 'Who is it?' He wondered.
"Umm…I'm not sure, I guess I'll ask him first. Okay, bye." Asuka hung up the phone and sighed.
"Who is it?" Shinji inquired from the couch, wide blue eyes staring at her expectantly for the answer that would come.
"NERV."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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