Authors note: I'm going to probably end up having authors notes on every chapter, but I wanted to say thank you for giving my writing a chance. Really, thank you. I would truly appreciate any advice you might have. I know that this is rather short but I wanted it to be that way. I promise that the next chapter will be longer.
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Chapter One: Crack In The Door
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Shinji stared at the door of what was supposed to be his new 'home' for the foreseeable future, 'how many more times...' he was beginning to become annoyed by the 4th time he knocked...this was the 7th.
He gave the door 3 rapid knocks before waiting, hands clutching the small duffel bag, he realized he must've been quite a strange sight to anybody who might be looking from the streets below, there, amidst the smoking old woman to one end of the small walkway and a man arguing with a woman from opposite sides of the door on the other, was a boy with a white short sleeve shirt and a pair of simple jeans, with a timid expression to top off how out of place he was here, though at least no one bothered to make him aware of this. He wasn't ever up to snuff whenever it came to social interactions.
He went against his need to have manners and tried the doorknob, giving it a little jiggle to no avail. He wondered if maybe his caretaker was hurt, and resisted the small, but present, urge to ask for help.
He sighed before placing his bag by the door and sitting by it, sliding his back down the door all the way to the floor, he unzipped his duffle bag and threw his hand in, shifting through his small amount of clothes and basic necessities. Finally, he found what he was looking for and he pulled out his small sdat.
Other than a small phone that couldn't do anything more than get calls this was the only thing he brought that could remotely be considered unnecessary.
'Father made sure of that', he remembered how adamant his father had been on him owning as little as possible, only with his mother being hellbent that he should be able to call them if needed was he allowed to get the dinky little flip phone.
As for the sdat, well it was a gift from his father.
His ears perked up slightly as the man's arguing grew louder and somehow even angrier than before, he didn't bother paying it much mind though. Instead, he put some earbuds in and played his favorite track, a violin quickly filled his ears and he was successfully able to drown out the world around, and so he began to slip into the past.
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"You can't expect perfection from him!", Yui yelled at her stubborn lout of a husband.
"It isnt perfection...I just don't want him to turn out like him!", Gendo didn't like to go against his wife, but this time it was important.
"You know that isnt fair! This isnt anywhere close to having anything to do with your brother!", she never liked it when her husbands family was brought into a conversation, even less so when it was an argument.
" Oh, of course, it doesn't. But one thing leads to another, the excuses keep piling and then what!?", Gendo finally put down the newspaper he had been reading to fully address his wife, the two never noticing the pair of small eyes watching them from a crack in the door, clutching his new birthday present in his small hands, a small sdat player. And its wires tangling in his hands.
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"Hey...Hey, are you there, earth to Shinji?", shinji slowly opened his eyes to find a sly smirk and a pair of hands lightly shaking him awake.
" huh...wh-who are you?", he asked with more than a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
"Your new best pal.", her smirk grew a little wider as the look of bewilderment began to plant itself on his face.
Finally, his brain began working again and he realized who he was talking to. "Oh! M-ms.Katsuragi right?", he pulled himself up and dusted himself off.
"S-sorry for falling asleep like that. I guess I came early huh.", he immediately came to the conclusion that it was his fault as he always did.
" Eh. Don't worry about it, and you can drop the 'ms', I aint a fossil yet", she ignored the clock on the first floor that read 4:30 on it, exactly 2 hours after they were supposed to meet.
"Sorry...he looked down, counting off every mistake he had already made, 'coming too early, falling asleep outside of her door...what would father do if he saw me like this' he nearly shuddered at the thought, but knew better than to show it.
" So...we just gonna stay out here all day or..." Shinji noticed the shopping bags hanging from her arms and felt once more like an idiot.
"Y-yes Katsuragi", he stepped back as she went to open the door, the smell of perfume hefty in the air, the lock gave a satisfying click and it opened.
So she walked in and let Shinji into her home.
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End Of Chapter One
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