Author's Note: I do not own Evangelion. It is belongs to Hideaki Anno and GAINAX. This story is solely for creative purpose. This is my first fanfic and English isn't my mother language, so forgive me if there's any kind of wrong grammars. This is a new version, I have to remake it since I have some troubles in future plot. Please enjoy reading it :)

THE SACRED CHILD

CHAPTER 01

italic words : thoughts

(...) : memories

(It's the same room as always. A huge spacious room filled with nothing but one bed and one small round table on the right corner of the room. I was there, standing beside one grand piano on the other side of the room. I touched that piano and let my hand brushed the black frame of the piano for a moment. I stared dazedly at that large musical instrument.

"Would you like to try, Shinji-kun?"

A soft husky voice captured my attention and I quickly searched the owner of the voice. I turned my head at my right side and I found one young teen, smiling softly at me. His crimson eyes looked straight at me and I could see a tint of amusement inside.

"No, it's fine. I can't play it." I curtly replied. That was no lie, but that wasn't in all honesty. I simply enraptured by the sight of him playing that musical instrument. It was mesmerizing and serene at the same time. But I would never tell him this pathetic reason of mine. Not that it was also shameful but I didn't want to make things more awkward for us.

The pale young teen smiled even wider and his eyes glinted in joy. "There's always first for everything." He sat on the piano seat and left some space untouched. "Here, we can play it together. I'll teach you how to play it." He took out his left hand and gestured to me to accept it.

I was surprised at his gentle demeanor as I could feel my body tensed up. I was unaware of the reason behind the sudden sensation of agitation. Was it the feeling of excitement or embarrassment? I still couldn't decipher it.

I took his hand in slow manner as if I was hesitant to accept his invitation. But the truth was far more unreasonable. It was merely a feeling of shy. I felt strangely scared to touch his hand and basked in his warmth but it was also his warmth that aroused my curiosity.

As I grabbed his hand, he pulled me gently and made me sat beside him on that piano seat. I stared at him wide eyes and he simply looked at me in amusement and joy. But I could see strange look that painted on his eyes and I still didn't know what exactly it was.

"You're strange after all, Ka-u-kun.")

A ticking sound slowly registered in my mind. It was barely audible since my mind still trapped in haziness. But gradually my mind became clearer and I could feel the need to open my eyes.

I carefully opened my eyes as I saw the dim morning light faintly brightened my dark room through the curtain. I watched the ceiling of my room for a moment before I fully freed myself from the drowsiness. "I feel like I dreamed about something but why I can't remember it..."

I kept staring at the white ceiling. I was loss in my thoughts. I always felt like I dreamed something but as soon as I opened my eyes, that faint sense of dreaming was already gone. But I always left with lingering feeling of lost. "What is it...?"

I let out a long tired sigh before I rose up from my bed and walked to glass sliding door that was the doorway to the balcony. I slid the curtain and looked at the sight of the unrest city where I lived, Tokyo Metropolitan City. The morning sunlight perfectly dyed the city. It is beautiful.

Captivated by the sight, I smiled as I slowly slid opened the glass door and stretched up as I strode to the metal railing. Then I leaned on the railing and stared the view of the city for a while until I remembered that today was the first day of my second years of high school.

Hurriedly, I went into my room and closed the glass door and the curtain. I dashed fast to the bathroom, preparing myself for school. I quickly washed my face, brushed my teeth, and straighten up my short brown hair. I didn't really have many bed hairs because my hair was really short only up to the nape at the back of the head. My bangs length too was only up to the crown of my forehead. I stared at my reflection on the mirror at the sink. My blue-greyish eyes were looked blank and bored. It didn't reflect anything, as always. If only I could remember my dream maybe I could feel more alive.

For a moment, my gaze couldn't detach from my reflection but the sudden remembrance of school made me quickly dashed out from the bathroom. Ten minutes was enough for me to be prepared. Since I lived alone in this small apartment, I didn't have anyone who would cook me breakfast. It's because my parent was died in a car accident three years ago, or so I was told. I didn't have much memories about my parents. I could only remember that I lived with my mother but she was always busy for work. She rarely came home and that made me lacked of memories about her. And for my father, I never knew who he was. Mother never told me about him and I never met him. So after my mother died, I could only rely on myself. Only the lonely feeling that was left and I never could be liberated from it.

Felt that I had all that I need to go to school. I quickly dashed out of my apartment, locked it, and walked to my school. The distance was not so far. From my apartment to my school, I only needed to walk for fifteen minutes. The school was a bit far from the central of the city, so the street was not packed by many people in the morning. As usual, I walked in slow steps and hummed contently. I strolled my way on the side of the road, enjoying the scenery. The branches of the trees on the roadside were softly swayed by the soothing wind. The leaves fell flutteringly as the wind carried them. It was a fine and peaceful scenery before a sudden scream echoed all through the road.

I quickly scanned my surroundings and tried to find where the voice came. Then I saw a huge black hole about three meters from where I stood. It gushed out a strange black gas and it smelled really horrible. I incidentally covered my nose with my hand. Some people that stood near the black hole looked really terrified and some of them were screaming. "It's the Pandora's gate! RUN!"

Instantly as I heard the name of that black hole, my body shivered in cold sweat. The name was so familiar that it slowly terrified me. I have to run. They'll come.

I snapped out from my thoughts and started to run. The scene of people running with a terrified face, screaming and shaking, burned in my eyes. But I couldn't bother with it. I have to save myself from this terror. Abruptly, I heard many screams on my back. I couldn't help myself to turned my head back and saw what happened. My eyes widened and my mouth went wide simultaneously, gasping at the horrified sight behind me.

It was people, killed by hideous creatures which came from the gate. They walked with two feet, had a tail just like a crocodile tail, and two long hands with sharp claws. Their features were just like a human, only their faces were extremely frightening. Their eyes were as red as blood. Their pointed snout and big jaws with sharp teeth were just like animal, but carnivorous ones. They just about three meters in height and their black hard skin, veiled by some kind black armour from the shoulder until the feet. A human shaped monster, it's the Angels.

The Angels attacked everyone as they were advancing on. It was a very dreadful sight. Blood spilled out and splattered everywhere, colouring the street. Unconsciously, my step was stopped. I felt nauseous looking at the horror in front of me. I mentally screamed. I tried to pull myself out of that place. I wanted to run until there were none of them. But I couldn't move. My body was shaking so much and my legs had lost its power to move. The monsters were coming closer. Their fangs were bared to me. I heard they growled while it was slowly approaching me.

I felt purely frightened. I unconsciously stepped back frantically but unfortunately I stumbled down on my feet. The fear had swallowed me into despair and I couldn't move anymore. I could felt tears flowing down from my frightened eyes. Someone! Please! Please help me!

I shut my eyes deliberately in despair before I heard someone called my name. "SHINJI_KUN!"

I quickly opened my eyes and saw a figure of someone standing in front of me. He was tall and grey haired boy, wearing black school Gakuran. His back was facing me and I could see he held a long sword. How can he have that kind of weapon?! Who is he?

"Shinji-kun! Are you alright?!" The taller boy asked me in panic. He turned his face to me and I could see his crimson eyes painted in worry. I stared at him confusedly. For someone like me who definitely was a stranger for him, how can he have that kind of look?

"Who are you?" The question came out from my mouth unconsciously. I too was surprised by myself.

The crimson eyes boy simply smiled and looked at me gently. "It seems that you're just fine. Here, let me help you." He gave me his right hand and for a moment I stared it before I took it hesitantly.

"Thank you." I quickly stood up as he pulled me slowly. Then I realized that my body had stopped shaking and strangely the fear had subsided. I looked at my both hands and knitted my brows in confusion. Why? I was so afraid just seconds ago...

"For now, please step back, Shinji-kun." His gentle voice brought my gaze to him. I stared confusedly at him again. "Why are you helping me?" In whispered tone, I asked him. I still didn't understand what exactly happened. Everything made my mind in mess. I looked at him, wondering what his answer is. But he only gave me a smile. "I'll be back soon."

Then he ran fast towards the Angels. I was totally surprised and I couldn't even say anything to him. I could only saw his back gradually moved away from me.

Just then, the Angels also came running simultaneously at him. I gasped in surprise and unconsciously shrieked out. Strangely I was scared that the boy couldn't fight that monsters and got hurt badly. He was a stranger for me but he helped me. I couldn't let him fight alone, but I knew I couldn't help him. I was badly frustrated with myself. I could only pray for his safety again and again.

I kept my eyes on him and I could see that he was incredibly skilled. The way he cut and killed the Angels with his long sword was really magnificent. It was fast and flawless. He cut them one by one easily. He was absolutely agile and strong. Every movement of his sword made me gasped in awe.

It was only just a few minutes before he stood straight around the Angels dead bodies. His long sword was stained with blood but his clothes looked just fine. There was no blood splattered on it. Then he immediately swung his long sword to get rid of the bloodstain and quickly walked towards me. Just when he had turned his back from the Angels dead bodies, those dead bodies suddenly turned into black mist.

I could only stare at that horrible view blankly with mixed feeling. It was fear, confusion, and relief. But as my eyes glanced at the grey haired boy who had saved me, I was once again overwhelmed with confusion at his identity. He approached me with big steps and a smile on his face. He looked strangely relaxed to me even though he had fought the Angels just a few minutes ago.

As I kept staring at him, I realized that he was wearing a bit unusual black Gakuran uniform. The top had a standing collar buttoning down from top-to-bottom. The coat was zipped and there was a red line on every tip of the coat from the neck line of the standing collar until the zip line, tip line of sleeves, and lower tip line of the coat. I didn't recognize that kind of uniform and I believed that there wasn't any school uniform like that in this area.

Just then, my eyes were fixated on his figure. His light grey hair was so contrast with his full black clothes. He has a short uneven layers and spikey haircut that stood up from the back of head with medium-length straight bangs, which was thickened on the forehead, nearly covering his eyes. The colour of his hair felt a bit fitted with his very pale skin. Only his blazing red blood eyes that was different.

I could say that he indeed was very handsome. Even I as a male felt a bit attractiveness in him. He also was taller than me with lean yet muscular build. I almost couldn't take my eyes from him. But then when he had neared me enough, he stopped his steps and asked me with a low husky tone. "Are you alright?"

I blinked in surprised. I never thought he could still be worried about my state. I quickly answered. "I'm fine. What about you?"

He chuckled lightly as he heard my question. "I'm perfectly fine, Shinji-kun. You don't have to worry about me."

I furrowed my brows as I heard he said my name. "How can you know my name? Who are you?"

He suddenly looked faintly sad even when he smiled. His crimson eyes seemed clouded with pain and sadness. It caught me off guard but I could only stare at him confusedly.

"Kaworu. My name is Nagisa Kaworu, Shinji-kun." He said his name as he stared me intensely.

Nagisa Kaworu. Nagisa-kun. I repeatedly said his name in my mind. Every time I mentally said his name, strangely it felt familiar to me. I didn't understand why but somehow I felt that I knew that name very well.

"Na...nagisa-kun, thank you for helping me." I pulled my lips into smile as I hesitantly said his name. But in an instant when I said his name, I felt an odd feeling of contentment and joy. It almost brought me into tears though I was clueless about the reason of it.

"You can call me Kaworu, Shinji-kun." He suddenly said that and it caught me off guard.

I replied in stutter. "It-it's impossible, Nagisa-kun. We just barely met and I still didn't know you."

He let out a soft small sigh. "You're right. You barely know me..." He turned his gaze sideway. I could see a tint of sadness once again inside those crimson eyes.

"W-well, you can tell me more about you Nagisa-kun. After all you only tell me your name." I awkwardly smiled and tried to lighten up the mood even just a bit. "And you still haven't answered all of my question." I stared at him, waiting for his reply. Then he looked at me again with a wider smile.

"Right, I should answer that too. But shouldn't you feel cautious around me? You barely know me right?" Nagisa sounded as if he was teasing me with an innocent look. I could only stared blankly and blinked in surprised.

"I-I believe you, Nagisa-kun..." I quickly replied but I felt a sudden embarrassment. I could feel my face got hotter than before. I immediately turned my face sideway. "Also you're my saviour, so I can't bring myself to doubt you..." I kept my gaze away from his face. Strangely I couldn't bear to see his face at this moment.

"Thank you, Shinji-kun. I'm glad you believe in me."

His sudden words made me glanced at his face instantly. Then I was surprised by his gentle look as if he saw something so dearly to him. My eyes widened reflexively but I quickly took my gaze off him. My heart suddenly pulsated and my chest suddenly tightened. It wasn't a feeling of fear. But my heart was beating faster and made my breath stopped for a second. I clutched my shirt to calm myself. What is this feeling? Why is my heart beating like this?!

I was puzzled and my mind was in panic. I kept trying to calm down my heart mentally. But then Nagisa suddenly touched my face and turned my face. I was forced to facing him with his hand on my right cheek and the warmth that I felt from his hand made my heart throbbing even faster. I looked at his eyes straight perplexedly. "Wha-what is it, Nagisa-kun?"

"Your face looks kind of a bit red, so I thought you're feeling sick. But I don't really know so are you feeling fine, Shinji-kun?" Nagisa looked at me as if he truly worried about me. His face was painted with worry and anxiety. Somehow it made me happy to know he was worry about me. But his touch still made me went pit a pat, so I couldn't feel happy at all.

I slowly moved his hand on my face. "I'm really fine, Kaworu-kun." Just as I said the name, my eyes widened reflexively. I was utterly surprised with myself. How could I say his last name that easily?! Why did it feel just right? How embarrassing!

"Shinji-kun, you finally called me by my last name." He smiled in utterly bliss. I simply knitted my brows confusedly at his strange respond. "I prefer you call me that, Shinji-kun." He simply smiled again and I was lost at words.

I couldn't understand why he was so kind to me and why he felt familiar to me. I didn't even understand with myself as how easily I trust him. I had no recollection of meeting him but I couldn't deny the familiarity that I felt from him. Why it seems that I do know this person even though I don't have any memories of him? Just who are you exactly, Kaworu-kun?

Note: I made all characters of Evangelion three years older than in the movie Rebuild, so there'll some differences in character's nature and somewhat I made them more matured. I hope it won't felt too weird.

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