Authors Notes: Before reading this fic you MUST hear the song 'Infantile Dependence, Adult Dependency' If you do not have some knowledge of this song then you will not be able to appreciate the full emotional range of it.
You must think of this fic as a movie short. You have to imagine the characters moving to the music as you read. It is very important that you do this or else the story won't make much sense. IF you have NOT heard this song listen to it before reading this fic.
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On a hill above Tokyo-3 A young boy and a girl are sitting together watching the sunset. As the sun begins to dip below the horizon the boy can be seen casting discreet glances at her. The longing is clearly visible in his warm blue eyes.
After a minute he seems to gather himself up and he turns to face her. She notices his movement and swivels her head to look at him. Her flaming red hair falls across her face for a moment before she brushes it aside. She returns her gaze to him with a quizzical expression etched on her face.
For several seconds he is speechless as his eyes drink in her beauty. Then it all bursts from him as if a dam had broken. He pours his heart out to the goddess before him. He expresses himself using words of undying love for her. His heart is in his eyes and honesty echoes in his voice.
She gapes at him in shock, and for a moment she is tempted to return her own feelings of love for this fragile young boy. But then her face hardens. She doesn't need his love! Her beautiful face twists into a sneer and she begins to speak.
The boys' hopeful and loving expression drops away, to be replaced by one of shock. Then as she continues to verbally smash him it changes to despair. Her scornful laughter rings out over the park. Her hateful words fall on his stunned ears.
Tears well up in the poor boys eyes. Finally he can take no more. He stands and for a moment looks down at her, then he spins and runs away from her. Her mocking laughter follows him out of the park.
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On the street the music begins as he runs. His destination is currently not known. He is just running, as fast, and as hard as he can. The music swells and his crystalline tears stream out behind him; glittering in the fading light like precious jewels.
Voices cry out and cars honk their horns as he sprints across a busy street. The moving vehicles barely avoid pulverizing him, and he runs on. The music picks up. It is a little faster, more urgent. His heart is pounding in his chest, the air rasping past his dry, burning throat. The sounds of his feet pounding the pavement keep in time to the music.
Back on the hill a sense of unease has settled over the girl. She stands and sets out after him at a walk. The unease turns to dread as she remembers his tear filled eyes. She breaks into a run.
As a feeling of panic rises in her chest she crosses the same street the boy had moments before. A car strikes her in the side. She rolls off of the hood onto the ground, unharmed. Scrambling back to her feet she races off after the boy again, ignoring the cries behind her.
He has reached his destination. He runs up the stairs of an apartment building and into his apartment. There is no one else there. Stumbling into the kitchen he grabs a knife from one of the drawers. He places the sharp edge against his wrist, but for some reason he can't bring himself to do it.
In his frustration he throws the knife away from him, it spins end over end through the air until it shatters a vase in the living room. In a blind rage he begins to throw things around inside the small apartment, then as his anger and despair reaches it's peak, his eyes fall on the door to the balcony.
He stumbles towards it and throws open the door. With the music rising in volume and speed he pauses as a light breeze ruffles his hair. Then he looks down to the concrete four floors below.
He climbs up onto the railing and looks out over the city he had gone through so much to protect. Then he launches himself out into space.
She arrives on the street in front of their apartment in time to see him jump from the balcony. Her mouth drops open in shock and for a moment he seems to hang in the air. Time stops and her mind would forever burn that image of him onto her memories.
The music comes to an end, time returns to normal, and in the sudden silence one word bursts forth from her lips.
"Shinjiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!" His body plummets to the ground and he lands with a sickening crunch.
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"Shinji. No." Asuka sobs. She is kneeling beside him and she has gathered his body into her arms. She holds him tightly as she cries, the tears streaming down her face, and for the first time since her mothers suicide she lets herself cry.
"Shinji I didn't mean it. I love you Shinji, please wake up." She looks desperately into his face, searching for some sign of life in him. Her sobs increase when she sees no movement from the boy. As she sobs over him she does not notice his chest softly rising and falling with his breath.
His eyes open slowly, and painfully. As he finally comes to full consciousness his body begins to inform him of the extent of the damage in waves of pain, radiating throughout his body.
He groans in pain and his eyes clench tightly shut.
"Shinji!" He looks up at the sound of the voice to see the girl who had rejected him. His eyes harden in anger and he mouths one question before passing out.
"Why don't you just let me die?"
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After five minutes of sobbing against the sleeping boys chest Asuka retrieves her cell phone from her pocket and calls for an ambulance. Then she dials Misato. Later they would meet up at the hospital to discuss Shinji's situation but right now she was wondering about his question.
"Why Don't I let him die?"
End
All right here it is. The music is not absolutely necessary for you to read this fic but it helps you to connect with the emotional tension in this part. In part two Shinji is in the hospital recovering from his fall. How badly was he hurt?
Asuka contemplates the sudden feelings she has for him and wonders what to do about it. Will their lives ever be the same again?
Until next time....
See you on the other side
Infantile Dependence, Adult Dependency
Written by
Ryan T. Nelson
A big thanks goes out to my pre-readers
Reka (szeretlek angyalom. Thank you angel)
NanuNanu14 (thanks man gave me some good advice, and ideas for the next chapter)
Unfortunately none of my other pre-readers decided to respond so I have decided to drop them. I have four spaces open. If any one would like the position please contact me at neongenisis51857@compuserve.com List the subject as Pre-reader, so I don't delete it. Thank you
You must think of this fic as a movie short. You have to imagine the characters moving to the music as you read. It is very important that you do this or else the story won't make much sense. IF you have NOT heard this song listen to it before reading this fic.
____________________
On a hill above Tokyo-3 A young boy and a girl are sitting together watching the sunset. As the sun begins to dip below the horizon the boy can be seen casting discreet glances at her. The longing is clearly visible in his warm blue eyes.
After a minute he seems to gather himself up and he turns to face her. She notices his movement and swivels her head to look at him. Her flaming red hair falls across her face for a moment before she brushes it aside. She returns her gaze to him with a quizzical expression etched on her face.
For several seconds he is speechless as his eyes drink in her beauty. Then it all bursts from him as if a dam had broken. He pours his heart out to the goddess before him. He expresses himself using words of undying love for her. His heart is in his eyes and honesty echoes in his voice.
She gapes at him in shock, and for a moment she is tempted to return her own feelings of love for this fragile young boy. But then her face hardens. She doesn't need his love! Her beautiful face twists into a sneer and she begins to speak.
The boys' hopeful and loving expression drops away, to be replaced by one of shock. Then as she continues to verbally smash him it changes to despair. Her scornful laughter rings out over the park. Her hateful words fall on his stunned ears.
Tears well up in the poor boys eyes. Finally he can take no more. He stands and for a moment looks down at her, then he spins and runs away from her. Her mocking laughter follows him out of the park.
____________________
On the street the music begins as he runs. His destination is currently not known. He is just running, as fast, and as hard as he can. The music swells and his crystalline tears stream out behind him; glittering in the fading light like precious jewels.
Voices cry out and cars honk their horns as he sprints across a busy street. The moving vehicles barely avoid pulverizing him, and he runs on. The music picks up. It is a little faster, more urgent. His heart is pounding in his chest, the air rasping past his dry, burning throat. The sounds of his feet pounding the pavement keep in time to the music.
Back on the hill a sense of unease has settled over the girl. She stands and sets out after him at a walk. The unease turns to dread as she remembers his tear filled eyes. She breaks into a run.
As a feeling of panic rises in her chest she crosses the same street the boy had moments before. A car strikes her in the side. She rolls off of the hood onto the ground, unharmed. Scrambling back to her feet she races off after the boy again, ignoring the cries behind her.
He has reached his destination. He runs up the stairs of an apartment building and into his apartment. There is no one else there. Stumbling into the kitchen he grabs a knife from one of the drawers. He places the sharp edge against his wrist, but for some reason he can't bring himself to do it.
In his frustration he throws the knife away from him, it spins end over end through the air until it shatters a vase in the living room. In a blind rage he begins to throw things around inside the small apartment, then as his anger and despair reaches it's peak, his eyes fall on the door to the balcony.
He stumbles towards it and throws open the door. With the music rising in volume and speed he pauses as a light breeze ruffles his hair. Then he looks down to the concrete four floors below.
He climbs up onto the railing and looks out over the city he had gone through so much to protect. Then he launches himself out into space.
She arrives on the street in front of their apartment in time to see him jump from the balcony. Her mouth drops open in shock and for a moment he seems to hang in the air. Time stops and her mind would forever burn that image of him onto her memories.
The music comes to an end, time returns to normal, and in the sudden silence one word bursts forth from her lips.
"Shinjiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!" His body plummets to the ground and he lands with a sickening crunch.
____________________
"Shinji. No." Asuka sobs. She is kneeling beside him and she has gathered his body into her arms. She holds him tightly as she cries, the tears streaming down her face, and for the first time since her mothers suicide she lets herself cry.
"Shinji I didn't mean it. I love you Shinji, please wake up." She looks desperately into his face, searching for some sign of life in him. Her sobs increase when she sees no movement from the boy. As she sobs over him she does not notice his chest softly rising and falling with his breath.
His eyes open slowly, and painfully. As he finally comes to full consciousness his body begins to inform him of the extent of the damage in waves of pain, radiating throughout his body.
He groans in pain and his eyes clench tightly shut.
"Shinji!" He looks up at the sound of the voice to see the girl who had rejected him. His eyes harden in anger and he mouths one question before passing out.
"Why don't you just let me die?"
____________________
After five minutes of sobbing against the sleeping boys chest Asuka retrieves her cell phone from her pocket and calls for an ambulance. Then she dials Misato. Later they would meet up at the hospital to discuss Shinji's situation but right now she was wondering about his question.
"Why Don't I let him die?"
End
All right here it is. The music is not absolutely necessary for you to read this fic but it helps you to connect with the emotional tension in this part. In part two Shinji is in the hospital recovering from his fall. How badly was he hurt?
Asuka contemplates the sudden feelings she has for him and wonders what to do about it. Will their lives ever be the same again?
Until next time....
See you on the other side
Infantile Dependence, Adult Dependency
Written by
Ryan T. Nelson
A big thanks goes out to my pre-readers
Reka (szeretlek angyalom. Thank you angel)
NanuNanu14 (thanks man gave me some good advice, and ideas for the next chapter)
Unfortunately none of my other pre-readers decided to respond so I have decided to drop them. I have four spaces open. If any one would like the position please contact me at neongenisis51857@compuserve.com List the subject as Pre-reader, so I don't delete it. Thank you
