Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with anything dealing with
Evangelion, except the DVDs, and I don't even own a copy the originals, I own a
copy the translated stuff put out by ADV (meaning, yes, I bought it from
Suncoast).
Author's notes: Well, erm, let's see... I wrote this because I thought the idea
was interesting at the time. I like Shinji/Rei fics more, but I guess after 3I,
Shinji kinda has no choice in whether he has Rei or Asuka to keep him company,
eh? Enjoy the fic.
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Only 'Cause You're the Last Man on Earth:
A Short Fan Fiction
Shinji/Asuka pairing
Rated PG-13 for adult themes and adult language.
Asuka stared off into space. From the floor, she stared at the ceiling, at the
fan that whirred about, at the light in the ceiling, and finally at Shinji who
sat off and out of the way in a chair, staring at the ceiling with a look of
agony on his face. She felt her neck. This made, what, five times now? But who
counts these things anyway? Surely not Asuka, who felt her own hands wanting to
rub the neck loose from Shinji's tightened grip.
"I'm so sorry, Asuka. Really. I didn't mean it." Shinji looked on the verge of
tears. He seemed so manly one second, and so pitiful the next. It was the first
half that scared her, and the second that made her feel his superior.
"Baka Shinji." Asuka got up from the floor and began rubbing her neck. She
walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The mark was still on her neck
from his hands. She sighed. Maybe moving to an apartment somewhat resembling
Misato's old place wasn't such a good idea. She thought it might calm and soothe
Shinji a little bit, all it had done was bring old agressions back from the past
and in the open, where he could confront them openly against Asuka. "I'm
stupid," she declared to herself. "Shinji, I'm taking a shower. Don't you dare
come in, or else!" Asuka stuck her head out of the bathroom door to look at
Shinji. He hadn't acknowledged her statement, or her threat. She sighed and
turned on the shower.
Asuka finished showering and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped
around her. She found Shinji sitting where he had been, how he had been, with
the same anguished look on his face. Something wasn't right. "Shinji?" she
called out. No response. "Hey! Baka Shinji! Wake up! Don't you dare look over
here, or I'll kill you." Shinji remained motionless. "Shinji?" she tried again.
She walked over to Shinji.
Shinji stared at the same spot on the wall he'd been staring at for the last few
minutes. Asuka pulled a corner of the towel up and waited for Shinji's reaction.
Still nothing. She pulled off her towel and threw it at him. "There, hentai!
Happy now?"
"No," he said sadly. He continued staring at the wall. He didn't bother pulling
the towel off him. "I'm sorry for making you suffer like this, Asuka. I should
have went through with it all."
"Eh?!? You're SORRY?!? What kind of hentai bastard are you anyway?" She slapped
Shinji. His head turned away with the force of the slap. He didn't try to
correct it.
"Should I just finish it, Asuka? Should I finish myself and join everyone?"
"What are you talking about, Shinji?"
"This building is high up. This apartment is high off the ground. If I jumped
from the window, do you think I'd be dead when I hit the ground?"
Asuka grabbed Shinji and shook him, forgetting her nakedness. "Shinji! Baka!
Don't leave me here by myself, damn you!" She slapped Shinji's face the other
way.
"I wonder what kind of mark I'd leave on the street."
"Don't talk that way, Shinji!" Asuka yelled. Tears welled up in her eyes. "You
don't really want to die, do you?"
"Yes. Don't you?"
"No! Come on, Shinji, wake up already!" Shinji continued staring at nothingness.
Asuka saw his face and where his eyes were pointed. She moved slightly out of
his way. His eyes didn't move; they were fixated on a single point in space.
Asuka kneled down to Shinji and came face-to-face with him. "I'll let you sleep
with me tonight if you promise not to kill yourself." Silence. "Please don't
kill yourself, Shinji! I don't want to be alone!"
"I always had someone taking care of me, and me taking care of them. There was
always someone who pretended to understand me, even a little. I always had a f-
friend of sorts. But now, Misato-san is gone. Sensei is gone. Tousan is gone.
Touji and Kensuke and Kaworu and everyone else I knew is gone. You're the only
one left, and you don't seem to want to even try to understand. I don't even
want to try to explain to you. I've never been alone, really, but I've still
always been alone. Nobody loved me, or even liked me. Everyone betrayed me at
the drop of a hat. Tousan, Kaworu, Ayanami-"
"Shinji, I said you could sleep with me tonight."
"What does it matter? Tomorrow isn't going to be any different." Shinji's eyes
flickered a moment, only a moment, to Asuka's face, then back to his spot on the
wall. "Are you going to make it any different? Maybe death will make it
different."
"How was any day before different that the last or the next?" Asuka asked.
"Death wasn't an option. I had to live for others. Now I have an unlimited
amount of choices, and the only one that seems right now is the one I didn't
have back then."
"Live, for me then?"
"No."
"Then live for yourself? You said you had to live for others in the past. Live
for yourself now."
"I am nothing. I don't have anything. I don't have to do anything. My life in
this world is full of emptiness. There is nothing in this world that can fill my
life with something."
"So I'm nothing too?"
"A-Asuka, you're not nothing. You're, um, you. You're life is rich and
fulfilling. You had and have everything. I've got nothing."
"I'm still nothing then."
"No you're not. You're smart, and funny, and spiteful, and tender, and loving,
and caring, and- and -and- You're so much that I can't even think of the words.
But me, I'm nothing. I'm pain and dispassion, I'm mean and hurtful and lousey
and," he sighed. He left his sentence opened. "I don't have anything to live
for. I dragged you through this entire new life, hoping that somewhere, sometime
down the road you'd understand me. It was my mistake and you're paying for it
instead of me. Why haven't you killed me yet?"
"Damn, you're thick, Shinji. I've been sitting on my knees here telling you that
you have me!"
Shinji looked into Asuka's face. "I don't really, do I?" She nodded. Shinji
frowned. "No I don't. Not at all."
"What do I have to do? Sit on you and wiggle my fucking ass? Why the hell don't
you get it, Shinji?" She looked into Shinji's eyes. "Fine then." She did one of
the many things she thought impossible to do with Shinji; she sat on his lap and
began shaking her rear end.
"Stop teasing me, Asuka."
Asuka jumped off Shinji. That tone of voice, that's the beginning. That scared
her. She grabbed the towel from Shinji and wrapped herself in it, then ran to
her bedroom. Shinji paid no attention to the sobs coming from behind the closed
door.
Evangelion, except the DVDs, and I don't even own a copy the originals, I own a
copy the translated stuff put out by ADV (meaning, yes, I bought it from
Suncoast).
Author's notes: Well, erm, let's see... I wrote this because I thought the idea
was interesting at the time. I like Shinji/Rei fics more, but I guess after 3I,
Shinji kinda has no choice in whether he has Rei or Asuka to keep him company,
eh? Enjoy the fic.
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Only 'Cause You're the Last Man on Earth:
A Short Fan Fiction
Shinji/Asuka pairing
Rated PG-13 for adult themes and adult language.
Asuka stared off into space. From the floor, she stared at the ceiling, at the
fan that whirred about, at the light in the ceiling, and finally at Shinji who
sat off and out of the way in a chair, staring at the ceiling with a look of
agony on his face. She felt her neck. This made, what, five times now? But who
counts these things anyway? Surely not Asuka, who felt her own hands wanting to
rub the neck loose from Shinji's tightened grip.
"I'm so sorry, Asuka. Really. I didn't mean it." Shinji looked on the verge of
tears. He seemed so manly one second, and so pitiful the next. It was the first
half that scared her, and the second that made her feel his superior.
"Baka Shinji." Asuka got up from the floor and began rubbing her neck. She
walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The mark was still on her neck
from his hands. She sighed. Maybe moving to an apartment somewhat resembling
Misato's old place wasn't such a good idea. She thought it might calm and soothe
Shinji a little bit, all it had done was bring old agressions back from the past
and in the open, where he could confront them openly against Asuka. "I'm
stupid," she declared to herself. "Shinji, I'm taking a shower. Don't you dare
come in, or else!" Asuka stuck her head out of the bathroom door to look at
Shinji. He hadn't acknowledged her statement, or her threat. She sighed and
turned on the shower.
Asuka finished showering and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped
around her. She found Shinji sitting where he had been, how he had been, with
the same anguished look on his face. Something wasn't right. "Shinji?" she
called out. No response. "Hey! Baka Shinji! Wake up! Don't you dare look over
here, or I'll kill you." Shinji remained motionless. "Shinji?" she tried again.
She walked over to Shinji.
Shinji stared at the same spot on the wall he'd been staring at for the last few
minutes. Asuka pulled a corner of the towel up and waited for Shinji's reaction.
Still nothing. She pulled off her towel and threw it at him. "There, hentai!
Happy now?"
"No," he said sadly. He continued staring at the wall. He didn't bother pulling
the towel off him. "I'm sorry for making you suffer like this, Asuka. I should
have went through with it all."
"Eh?!? You're SORRY?!? What kind of hentai bastard are you anyway?" She slapped
Shinji. His head turned away with the force of the slap. He didn't try to
correct it.
"Should I just finish it, Asuka? Should I finish myself and join everyone?"
"What are you talking about, Shinji?"
"This building is high up. This apartment is high off the ground. If I jumped
from the window, do you think I'd be dead when I hit the ground?"
Asuka grabbed Shinji and shook him, forgetting her nakedness. "Shinji! Baka!
Don't leave me here by myself, damn you!" She slapped Shinji's face the other
way.
"I wonder what kind of mark I'd leave on the street."
"Don't talk that way, Shinji!" Asuka yelled. Tears welled up in her eyes. "You
don't really want to die, do you?"
"Yes. Don't you?"
"No! Come on, Shinji, wake up already!" Shinji continued staring at nothingness.
Asuka saw his face and where his eyes were pointed. She moved slightly out of
his way. His eyes didn't move; they were fixated on a single point in space.
Asuka kneled down to Shinji and came face-to-face with him. "I'll let you sleep
with me tonight if you promise not to kill yourself." Silence. "Please don't
kill yourself, Shinji! I don't want to be alone!"
"I always had someone taking care of me, and me taking care of them. There was
always someone who pretended to understand me, even a little. I always had a f-
friend of sorts. But now, Misato-san is gone. Sensei is gone. Tousan is gone.
Touji and Kensuke and Kaworu and everyone else I knew is gone. You're the only
one left, and you don't seem to want to even try to understand. I don't even
want to try to explain to you. I've never been alone, really, but I've still
always been alone. Nobody loved me, or even liked me. Everyone betrayed me at
the drop of a hat. Tousan, Kaworu, Ayanami-"
"Shinji, I said you could sleep with me tonight."
"What does it matter? Tomorrow isn't going to be any different." Shinji's eyes
flickered a moment, only a moment, to Asuka's face, then back to his spot on the
wall. "Are you going to make it any different? Maybe death will make it
different."
"How was any day before different that the last or the next?" Asuka asked.
"Death wasn't an option. I had to live for others. Now I have an unlimited
amount of choices, and the only one that seems right now is the one I didn't
have back then."
"Live, for me then?"
"No."
"Then live for yourself? You said you had to live for others in the past. Live
for yourself now."
"I am nothing. I don't have anything. I don't have to do anything. My life in
this world is full of emptiness. There is nothing in this world that can fill my
life with something."
"So I'm nothing too?"
"A-Asuka, you're not nothing. You're, um, you. You're life is rich and
fulfilling. You had and have everything. I've got nothing."
"I'm still nothing then."
"No you're not. You're smart, and funny, and spiteful, and tender, and loving,
and caring, and- and -and- You're so much that I can't even think of the words.
But me, I'm nothing. I'm pain and dispassion, I'm mean and hurtful and lousey
and," he sighed. He left his sentence opened. "I don't have anything to live
for. I dragged you through this entire new life, hoping that somewhere, sometime
down the road you'd understand me. It was my mistake and you're paying for it
instead of me. Why haven't you killed me yet?"
"Damn, you're thick, Shinji. I've been sitting on my knees here telling you that
you have me!"
Shinji looked into Asuka's face. "I don't really, do I?" She nodded. Shinji
frowned. "No I don't. Not at all."
"What do I have to do? Sit on you and wiggle my fucking ass? Why the hell don't
you get it, Shinji?" She looked into Shinji's eyes. "Fine then." She did one of
the many things she thought impossible to do with Shinji; she sat on his lap and
began shaking her rear end.
"Stop teasing me, Asuka."
Asuka jumped off Shinji. That tone of voice, that's the beginning. That scared
her. She grabbed the towel from Shinji and wrapped herself in it, then ran to
her bedroom. Shinji paid no attention to the sobs coming from behind the closed
door.