A disclaimer...whatever...GAINAX owns everything about NGE, I'm just a pawn.
The voices are makin' me do this and I ain't even makin' any money'! How's about that?!
Ikari Towers.
Part I. Gendo Checks In.
Get ready to RRUUMBLE!!
"SHINJIII!!" Asuka Langley Ikari screamed. "Yes dear?" Came the almost inaudible reply from her
husband, who was doing the bookkeeping while she was on the phone. "There's a costumer stupid."
She yelled, Shinji just sighed. "Well can't you handle it honey? I'm doing some important work
right now." "I'm on the phone. What are you, stupid? You do those kinds of things." She snarled
back at him. "Like all the work?" Shinji Ikari muttered sarcastically. "I heard that!" Was the
instant and extremely venomous reply he received. He sank a lump in his throat...No! He was NOT
going to back down now! The costumer was banging on the little bell on the counter, clearly
impatient. "Asuka-chan, pumpkin pie, honey, my dearest of all dear things..." he almost lost his
resolve when he saw the happy expression that gave her. "...why don't you put down the phone and
start to do some goddamn work around here!" When he saw her expression then, he instantly
regretted every word. Not so much as fear of HIM HAVING hurt her. More fear of BEING hurt BY her.
He couldn't seem to swallow the lump that had formed once again in his throat. Only this time
much bigger, and impossible to swallow. Shinji's hands twitched spasmodically from his vain
attempts in trying to clench and unclench them while facing down his wife. She was beautiful when
she was angry, he had to admit that. Her blue eyes flared, and her red hair seemed to have a life
of its own. Like some dragon's mane. Her cheeks flushed just a little and she put her fists on
her slender, shapely hips. Suddenly a sharp pain on the side of his face remembered him why he
sometimes had his doubts about their marriage, as he recoiled from the slap. "GO SERVICE THAT
FUCKIN' CUSTOMER!" She roared every bit as furious as the dragon whose mane her hair imitated.
He sighed and figured that he shouldn't push his luck. He remembered the last time he had done
that. But now the guest room had at least been supplied with a small oven to provide some heat
when people had to sleep over...
Gendo was wearing an evil smirk that made people go in wide circles around him. He was at the
brink of throwing his head back and laughing maniacally at the new way he had found to make his
son's life miserable. He was going to spend a couple of days at Shinji's new hotel!
He now stood at the counter, waiting to be serviced and flirting with the maid, Rei Ayanami.
She was a pale and quiet little thing with light blue hair and blood-red eyes. Quite beautiful,
in fact exquisite. And from the sound of her voice and the way her eyes sometimes glazed over,
quite addicted to crack. And Gendo knew that. All he had to do was to wave that little plastic
bag in front of her pretty little nose and her eyes had been lit with the flame of a thousand
christmas candles. She had agreed to pay him an... 'extracurricular visit' after hours. Now if
this final piece would just fall into place, he would have driven his son to the brink of madness
within a few days! Gendo Ikari couldn't resist an evil snicker at that thought. No one resigned
from NERV! Especially not when that someone dragged all the other key-personal with them...and
to start A HOTEL of all the friggin' things he could have done. That little screw-up just HAD to
start a GODDAMN HOTEL! Gendo was not happy with the turn things had taken, and so he would get
his ultimate revenge over his son!
Shinji stopped dead in his track when he saw who was standing at the counter. He bit his lower
lip and balled his hands into fists mentally reciting his favourite mantra: "I mustn't run away,
I mustn't run away, I MUSTN'T RUN AWAY!" He stepped up to the counter, giving his best fake
smile. "How can I be of assistance sir?" Gendo grinned. "Hello Shinji, I would like rooms for
four people, preferably one whole." "This is just too easy!" Shinji thought. "I'm sorry dad, but
we're fresh out of rooms. Come again some other day. Bye, bye!" Suddenly a stoned voice
interjected "Isn't room 19 available for four people Ikari-kun?" Shinji snapped around to see Rei
standing in the opening to the staff coffee-room looking positively wasted. Her dress and hair
were ruffled, her eyes glazed, and she looked as if she might begin to either drool or keel over
at any given moment. Shinji looked at his father, hatred flaming from the grey orbs so similar to
those of the older Ikari. "I don't think so Rei." Shinji said slowly, elaborately so that nothing
went too fast for her drugged brain to comprehend. "Maybe you should just take the afternoon off.
To burn off the high 'kay?" She looked at him, she could probably hear what he said, maybe even
understand it on some plane of abstract comprehension. But right now she was just too stoned and
too far away for anything to reach her, she had only one thing to say before she left the area:
"That's some heavy shit dude..." Then she stumbled out, giggling, talking to herself and swatting
at butterflies that was there only in her mind.
"Shinji? Haven't you gotten the man a room yet- Oh, hi Commander Ikari." She smiled at Gendo who
returned the favour. Then she turned to Shinji. "Get him a room!" "No." Shinji refused flatly.
"I'm not getting him a room, it's probably just some plan of his to drive me crazy. Just look at
what he did to Rei!" "Rei did that to herself." Gendo interjected. "But you gave her the crack!"
Shinji screamed at the older man. "Now I'm hurt." Gendo mocked. "You truly don't believe that I,
your own father, would hand out crack to a innocent, beautiful young woman such as Miss Ayanami?"
Shinji merely nodded, as in: Yes, he DID believe his father capable of such a thing (and of
course, rightly so).
Asuka on the other hand was glowering at Shinji, who seemed to have developed some of a spine.
That could not be accepted, although there was nothing more pathetic than a housebroken male,
she wouldn't stand being contradicted by her own husband! She had to set him aright this instant.
"Shinji-kun." She purred in the low, seductive tone of voice that is most women's birthright. But
Shinji knew what would come next, and waited for the storm of verbal abuse surely heading his
way. "Shinji, if you don't give your father room 19 and apologize for thinking he gave Rei that
bag of crack..." Shinji didn't need for her to finish that sentence. But he tried to stand his
ground nevertheless. "NO!" He growled. "It'll be a cold day in hell before I let that creep stay
at MY hotel..." He saw the subtle change in her facial expression, as he tried to finish that
sentence she cooly broke in. "Give him that room!"
No roar, no words spoken by any other person short of god himself could have had such a profound
effect on Shinji as those words spoken in a flat, low voice. He felt the tender beginnings of his
spine crumble to dust. Trod under foot by the boots of an Asuka in a German SS uniform. Grinning
evilly from under the helmet as she ripped out his heart and ate it raw...smiling all the way.
He had no other options, hell had just frozen over. "Yes dear." Shinji said quietly as he handed
his father, and arch-rival, the keys to the room he wanted. "Have a nice stay sir." Shinji didn't
even bother to match his tone of voice with the enormous smile planted on his face. _She must be
obeyed!_ Shinji thought. Gendo gave a little snort and grabbed the keys from Shinji's numb
fingers as he called for his roommates to come out. "Ritsuko, Professor Fuyutski! You can come
out, we got the room." Gendo took extreme satisfaction in the way Shinji's jaw seemed to hit the
floor. And the way his eyes almost popped from their sockets as he saw Ritsuko swagger in dressed
in clothes that would make even Misato blush. Ritsuko merely gave him a mischievous smile and
blew him a kiss. "TOJII!" Asuka screamed. "Get here, NOW!" Toji stuck his head out from the
kitchen, his mouth full of something still in the process of being chewed. "Amm gomin'!" He
slurred. "Jeez." Asuka smacked her forehead muttering. "Doesn't he ever stop eating?" "Not when
Misato is cooking." Kensuke yelled from the kitchen.
Eventually Toji got around finishing his meal. "You want me to carry all those bags to the third
floor?" He asked incredulously. "Correct." Gendo simply said, indicating the pile of luggage that
belonged to him, Commander Fuyutski and Dr. Ritsuko Akagi. "Why the hell didn't you make Kensuke
the bell-boy?" Toji snarled. "At least he doesn't have any artificial limbs. This sucks!" "First
of all," Asuka snarled. "You are stronger than Kensuke, even with an arm and a leg missing. And
furthermore, scheißkopf, you're the Majordomo, not the bellboy! Verdammte idiot! Er sind der
größte, verteufelste schwein in der ganzes welt!" Her obnoxious tirade continued on and
on...until she finally ran out of words, and obscenities for her to utter. Then she gave a sweet
smile and Shinji knew what was coming. "And besides, my little liebchen here will help you." She
looked menacingly at him. "Won't you, dear?" She growled. "Yes..." Shinji finally gave up even
thinking he would ever get enough of a spine to stand up to his wife. Gendo, Fuyutski and Toji
looked as if they would start laughing their asses off any minute now. Shinji just tried to
ignore them as he began lugging Ritsuko's suitcases up to room 19.
Next, on Ikari towers: Will Shinji ever succeed in getting Rei off crack? Will he ever get a
spine? Will Ritsuko ever start dressing properly again? Will Toji ever eat his fill? Will Asuka
ever start treating Shinji like a man (Or at least a human being)? Has Misato actually learned
how too cook? Will I ever make sense?...
This and many more inane questions will be answered in the next episode of: Ikari Towers!
And if you'd like to post it...I'd be happy. But _do_ tell me first ^_^
The voices are makin' me do this and I ain't even makin' any money'! How's about that?!
Ikari Towers.
Part I. Gendo Checks In.
Get ready to RRUUMBLE!!
"SHINJIII!!" Asuka Langley Ikari screamed. "Yes dear?" Came the almost inaudible reply from her
husband, who was doing the bookkeeping while she was on the phone. "There's a costumer stupid."
She yelled, Shinji just sighed. "Well can't you handle it honey? I'm doing some important work
right now." "I'm on the phone. What are you, stupid? You do those kinds of things." She snarled
back at him. "Like all the work?" Shinji Ikari muttered sarcastically. "I heard that!" Was the
instant and extremely venomous reply he received. He sank a lump in his throat...No! He was NOT
going to back down now! The costumer was banging on the little bell on the counter, clearly
impatient. "Asuka-chan, pumpkin pie, honey, my dearest of all dear things..." he almost lost his
resolve when he saw the happy expression that gave her. "...why don't you put down the phone and
start to do some goddamn work around here!" When he saw her expression then, he instantly
regretted every word. Not so much as fear of HIM HAVING hurt her. More fear of BEING hurt BY her.
He couldn't seem to swallow the lump that had formed once again in his throat. Only this time
much bigger, and impossible to swallow. Shinji's hands twitched spasmodically from his vain
attempts in trying to clench and unclench them while facing down his wife. She was beautiful when
she was angry, he had to admit that. Her blue eyes flared, and her red hair seemed to have a life
of its own. Like some dragon's mane. Her cheeks flushed just a little and she put her fists on
her slender, shapely hips. Suddenly a sharp pain on the side of his face remembered him why he
sometimes had his doubts about their marriage, as he recoiled from the slap. "GO SERVICE THAT
FUCKIN' CUSTOMER!" She roared every bit as furious as the dragon whose mane her hair imitated.
He sighed and figured that he shouldn't push his luck. He remembered the last time he had done
that. But now the guest room had at least been supplied with a small oven to provide some heat
when people had to sleep over...
Gendo was wearing an evil smirk that made people go in wide circles around him. He was at the
brink of throwing his head back and laughing maniacally at the new way he had found to make his
son's life miserable. He was going to spend a couple of days at Shinji's new hotel!
He now stood at the counter, waiting to be serviced and flirting with the maid, Rei Ayanami.
She was a pale and quiet little thing with light blue hair and blood-red eyes. Quite beautiful,
in fact exquisite. And from the sound of her voice and the way her eyes sometimes glazed over,
quite addicted to crack. And Gendo knew that. All he had to do was to wave that little plastic
bag in front of her pretty little nose and her eyes had been lit with the flame of a thousand
christmas candles. She had agreed to pay him an... 'extracurricular visit' after hours. Now if
this final piece would just fall into place, he would have driven his son to the brink of madness
within a few days! Gendo Ikari couldn't resist an evil snicker at that thought. No one resigned
from NERV! Especially not when that someone dragged all the other key-personal with them...and
to start A HOTEL of all the friggin' things he could have done. That little screw-up just HAD to
start a GODDAMN HOTEL! Gendo was not happy with the turn things had taken, and so he would get
his ultimate revenge over his son!
Shinji stopped dead in his track when he saw who was standing at the counter. He bit his lower
lip and balled his hands into fists mentally reciting his favourite mantra: "I mustn't run away,
I mustn't run away, I MUSTN'T RUN AWAY!" He stepped up to the counter, giving his best fake
smile. "How can I be of assistance sir?" Gendo grinned. "Hello Shinji, I would like rooms for
four people, preferably one whole." "This is just too easy!" Shinji thought. "I'm sorry dad, but
we're fresh out of rooms. Come again some other day. Bye, bye!" Suddenly a stoned voice
interjected "Isn't room 19 available for four people Ikari-kun?" Shinji snapped around to see Rei
standing in the opening to the staff coffee-room looking positively wasted. Her dress and hair
were ruffled, her eyes glazed, and she looked as if she might begin to either drool or keel over
at any given moment. Shinji looked at his father, hatred flaming from the grey orbs so similar to
those of the older Ikari. "I don't think so Rei." Shinji said slowly, elaborately so that nothing
went too fast for her drugged brain to comprehend. "Maybe you should just take the afternoon off.
To burn off the high 'kay?" She looked at him, she could probably hear what he said, maybe even
understand it on some plane of abstract comprehension. But right now she was just too stoned and
too far away for anything to reach her, she had only one thing to say before she left the area:
"That's some heavy shit dude..." Then she stumbled out, giggling, talking to herself and swatting
at butterflies that was there only in her mind.
"Shinji? Haven't you gotten the man a room yet- Oh, hi Commander Ikari." She smiled at Gendo who
returned the favour. Then she turned to Shinji. "Get him a room!" "No." Shinji refused flatly.
"I'm not getting him a room, it's probably just some plan of his to drive me crazy. Just look at
what he did to Rei!" "Rei did that to herself." Gendo interjected. "But you gave her the crack!"
Shinji screamed at the older man. "Now I'm hurt." Gendo mocked. "You truly don't believe that I,
your own father, would hand out crack to a innocent, beautiful young woman such as Miss Ayanami?"
Shinji merely nodded, as in: Yes, he DID believe his father capable of such a thing (and of
course, rightly so).
Asuka on the other hand was glowering at Shinji, who seemed to have developed some of a spine.
That could not be accepted, although there was nothing more pathetic than a housebroken male,
she wouldn't stand being contradicted by her own husband! She had to set him aright this instant.
"Shinji-kun." She purred in the low, seductive tone of voice that is most women's birthright. But
Shinji knew what would come next, and waited for the storm of verbal abuse surely heading his
way. "Shinji, if you don't give your father room 19 and apologize for thinking he gave Rei that
bag of crack..." Shinji didn't need for her to finish that sentence. But he tried to stand his
ground nevertheless. "NO!" He growled. "It'll be a cold day in hell before I let that creep stay
at MY hotel..." He saw the subtle change in her facial expression, as he tried to finish that
sentence she cooly broke in. "Give him that room!"
No roar, no words spoken by any other person short of god himself could have had such a profound
effect on Shinji as those words spoken in a flat, low voice. He felt the tender beginnings of his
spine crumble to dust. Trod under foot by the boots of an Asuka in a German SS uniform. Grinning
evilly from under the helmet as she ripped out his heart and ate it raw...smiling all the way.
He had no other options, hell had just frozen over. "Yes dear." Shinji said quietly as he handed
his father, and arch-rival, the keys to the room he wanted. "Have a nice stay sir." Shinji didn't
even bother to match his tone of voice with the enormous smile planted on his face. _She must be
obeyed!_ Shinji thought. Gendo gave a little snort and grabbed the keys from Shinji's numb
fingers as he called for his roommates to come out. "Ritsuko, Professor Fuyutski! You can come
out, we got the room." Gendo took extreme satisfaction in the way Shinji's jaw seemed to hit the
floor. And the way his eyes almost popped from their sockets as he saw Ritsuko swagger in dressed
in clothes that would make even Misato blush. Ritsuko merely gave him a mischievous smile and
blew him a kiss. "TOJII!" Asuka screamed. "Get here, NOW!" Toji stuck his head out from the
kitchen, his mouth full of something still in the process of being chewed. "Amm gomin'!" He
slurred. "Jeez." Asuka smacked her forehead muttering. "Doesn't he ever stop eating?" "Not when
Misato is cooking." Kensuke yelled from the kitchen.
Eventually Toji got around finishing his meal. "You want me to carry all those bags to the third
floor?" He asked incredulously. "Correct." Gendo simply said, indicating the pile of luggage that
belonged to him, Commander Fuyutski and Dr. Ritsuko Akagi. "Why the hell didn't you make Kensuke
the bell-boy?" Toji snarled. "At least he doesn't have any artificial limbs. This sucks!" "First
of all," Asuka snarled. "You are stronger than Kensuke, even with an arm and a leg missing. And
furthermore, scheißkopf, you're the Majordomo, not the bellboy! Verdammte idiot! Er sind der
größte, verteufelste schwein in der ganzes welt!" Her obnoxious tirade continued on and
on...until she finally ran out of words, and obscenities for her to utter. Then she gave a sweet
smile and Shinji knew what was coming. "And besides, my little liebchen here will help you." She
looked menacingly at him. "Won't you, dear?" She growled. "Yes..." Shinji finally gave up even
thinking he would ever get enough of a spine to stand up to his wife. Gendo, Fuyutski and Toji
looked as if they would start laughing their asses off any minute now. Shinji just tried to
ignore them as he began lugging Ritsuko's suitcases up to room 19.
Next, on Ikari towers: Will Shinji ever succeed in getting Rei off crack? Will he ever get a
spine? Will Ritsuko ever start dressing properly again? Will Toji ever eat his fill? Will Asuka
ever start treating Shinji like a man (Or at least a human being)? Has Misato actually learned
how too cook? Will I ever make sense?...
This and many more inane questions will be answered in the next episode of: Ikari Towers!
And if you'd like to post it...I'd be happy. But _do_ tell me first ^_^