Neon Genesis Evangelion and everything in this fic are the properties of their owners and creators. I own none of this - this is for recreation.
First fanfic I've ever written. I write this based off the Manga ending, not the NGE/Rebuild endings. Thanks guys.
Chapter 1: The First Semester is Bulking Semester.
The library was dead silent. One would assumed it was finals week, but it was not. It was the second week of school at Tokyo University. Apparently, there were already 3 suicide attempts. It was, honestly, quite depressing. Here our hero, Ikari Shinji, walked in, ready to tackle his biology homework. He told himself he loved being a student at Tokyo University, but in all honesty, he did not love it. Quite the opposite, he hated it. He hated the work. He hated some of the students. He hated his roommate. Just a black guy from Jamaica, who smoked pot all day. Shinji knew that if he told people, it would sound a weebit racist, but this guy was toked up each and every single day. Luckily, for Shinji, Jamal got high elsewhere. Shinji hated the smell of marijuana more than anything. That is not to say Shinji hated pot, Shinji tried it and he was rather ambivalent towards it. He quickly noted that after smoking pot, his music sounded even better.
Shinji walked past the huge shelves of books and into the elevator section. He hit the Up button on the elevator and waited. *Beep Beep Beep* Shinji looked at his watch impatiently. Finally, the elevator doors opened. But as soon as he took a step forward, he got blindsided by a shoulder that made contact with his sternum. Shinji's ass hit the ground with a resounding thump! It was definitely bruised.
"...F..f.." Syllables tried to escape his mouth, but he was winded. He looked as the young man got off the ground and ran out the door. What a jerk! Once Shinji caught his breath, he picked himself off the ground. He sighed as he rubbed his bruised chest. Shinji couldn't help but think that if he were bigger, that he could have taken the brunt of that attack without so much as flinching. 'Maybe I should bulk. I've heard a lot of people say that the gym is empty all the time' Shinji thought to himself, but his thought was interrupted by a light tapping on his shoulder.
Shinji turned around to see a pretty cute girl. What was the japanese word for that? Kawaii, was it? Yeah, Shinji thought she was kawaii as hell. Her brunette hair, tied in a long ponytail, was up to his shoulder. Shinji looked her in the face, and he noticed her light brown freckles. Next, he saw her eyes. No, they were not some magnificent, bright eyes that you would expect the main character to fall in love with. Just regular brown eyes. Shinji could have sworn he knew her from somewhere.
"I saw you get tackled and fall. I just want to see if you're okay" the girl inquired. After watching a plethora of anime in high school, Shinji thought she would have been soft-spoken, like a little princess. But, animes don't compare to real life.
"Yeah, what an ass. But, yeah, I'm fine" Shinji quickly added, "Thanks". To be honest, although Shinji was by no means unattractive, he did not have much experience with girls. Even after he grew like 5 inches during the summer of '12, girls still didn't talk to him. Probably had something to do with his anti-social behavior. Shinji had never really made an effort to socialize, he was more inclined to doing well in school.
"That's great. I know him, you can totally get him back!" the girl said, with a devious smile on her face. 'Jesus fucking christ, I don't know what to say!' Shinji thought to himself, 'No, wait, introduce yourself!'
"Uhhhh, I rather not try to get into a brawl. I'm Ikari Shinji, by the way" Shinji joked, extending his hand. The brunette smiled and shook his hand. She smiled at him and Shinji could swear his heartbeat increased by like 5 beats a second.
"My name is...Batman." She replied in a husky, Christian Bale voice. Shinji chuckled a bit, this girl had a funny sense of humor. Maybe she could be a friend after all.
"I'm joking, my name is Hikari Hokari! Please to meet you" Hikari said as she properly introduced herself. Hikari noted Shinji's smile. It was very nice, pleasant even. Hikari also noted how handsome Shinji was. Maybe it was his sense of fashion or his confidence, which he had been feigning. She noted how nicely his light blue oxford button down fitted on his torso, how he perfectly matched it with a dark blue thin cardigan, his slim pants that weren't too tight nor too loose, his nice boots. Shinji was a well-dressed fellow. 'Must be nice to be five eleven' she thought.
"Nice to meet you!" Shinji returned the greeting, "Excuse me, I have to go do my biology homework."
"Oh, you have Biology? I'm also taking Biology. What's your professor's name?" Hikari asked, a bit too excited.
"His name is Hitler. I'm just kidding, his name is Something Tanaka." Shinji replied. He hated this professor, probably because he was a dictator. Professor Tanaka gave hard homework. Shinji compared his homework to being sodomized by a giant flying diamond. Just...awful.
"Oh, I have him. He's not that bad…" Hikari trailed off. He was that bad. But then, Hikari had a brilliant plan come to mind.
"Hey, Ikari-Kun…" Hikari started.
"Call me Shinji. Ikari is my father's name." Shinji joked, "Wait…" Shinji squinted his eyes as he tried to make sense of his joke.
"Anyways...Shinji-kun, I was wondering if you wanted to study together!" Hikari asked with a fervor. Shinji weighed his options: A) Do my work alone and be lonely or B) Do my work with her and be less lonely.
"Sure, I don't mind. As long as you don't drag me down, Hokari-san" Shinji replied. Two heads were better than one. Well, to be fair, it was more like 1.5 heads are better than one. She wasn't altogether there.
"Let me get my stuff really quickly" Hikari said as she scurried off into the maze of books. Shinji looked at his watch, it was 10:30. He had psychology at 1. 'Do my work for an hour and a half, and after that, go to lunch, and then class' Shinji planned in his head as he waited for Hikari to get her stuff. Hopefully, Hikari could pull her own weight.
'Man, I should really take some time and get fit. Hit the gym and stuff.' Shinji thought to himself. He decided to hit the gym after psych class. Shinji started pressing his pectoral muscles and squeezing his biceps. Dude, he was weak.
"Why are you squeezing yourself" Shinji heard from behind. To the unassuming eye, it did look like he was groping himself. Shinji jumped a bit and when he turned, he saw a laughing Hikari. She will roux the day she laughed at Ikari Shinji.
"Uhhh...uhhh" Shinji muttered as he tried to formulate a good reason, "Because I can." In his mind, Shinji slapped himself. Because I Can.
"Okay, what floor do you want to go to?" Hikari asked after her little laughing fit.
"Anywhere really. I have class at 1 pm, so I'm going to leave at like 11:45ish"
"Cool. I need to get some lunch, too. I heard about this new mexican place. It sells rice bowls, it's called Chi-pot-el." Hikari chimed in. Shinji could not help but laugh at the butchered pronunciation.
"Yeah, I heard of it. It's called Chipotle. I don't mind going." Shinji said, wiping a tear from his eye. He heard the elevator ding, and luckily, there was no rampaging bull inside. Shinji sighed a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank god!" Shinji chuckled as he got in the elevator with Hikari. He saw her crack a smile as she pressed 4. Floors 4 and 5 were "study in groups" floors, whereas Floors 1 to 3 were "study by yourself floors". Floors 6 was the computer/language lab, and Floor 7-8 were administration. *Ding* the elevator sounded as Shinji and Hikari reached their destination. Luckily the floor was not too crowded. It was still 10:30, but you never know, bunch of hardworking Asian kids. Everyone knows that stereotype, no need to explain.
"Hey, let's head to the back near the windows. I know a pretty cool spot! Great view of the blooming cherry trees!" Hikari said softly, but with notable excitement in her voice. Shinji nodded in response. Shinji noticed Hikari's butt as she walked ahead. It was...nice. 'Must be firm. God, what I would do..wait, what am I thinking…' Shinji cringed. He pushed the thoughts out of his mind; Hikari was his new friend, he could not do that to her.
"HERE WE AREEE" Hikari exclaimed a tad too loudly, only to have fellow student look at her. Shinji chuckled as Hikari apologized to everyone. This girl was pretty cool, Shinji looked forward to being her friend. Shinji took the seat next to the window across from Hikari. He took out his macbook pro that he got as a present from his parents.
"Nice laptop, Shinji-kun. All I have is a macbook air!" Hikari said as she pulled her laptop out of her bookbag. Shinji put his messenger bag in the chair next to him and pulled up the lecture notes and homework on his laptop.
"So how do you do this?" Hikari asked Shinji. Shinji glanced over and began to explain cellular respiration.
Shinji's phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the time. 11:23 am. Almost time to go eat some food, Shinji was so sick of Biology. He glanced at the text his roommate, Jamal, had sent him. "Hey, do you mind picking up some instant noodles? I'm really digging the Tonkatsu flavor". Shinji sighed and texted back, "Fine, but you're paying me back!". A second later, Shinji got a smiley face in reply. He looked back up at Hikari who was also on her phone.
"Hey, Hokari-san, you wanna dip soon? Biology is too hard!" Shinji asked. Hikari looked up at him after sending her text.
"Wait a bit, I have a friend coming up to meet us. She wants to grab Chipotle with us. Also, call me Hikari-chan or something. Hokari is my dad's name." Hikari mocked. Shinji shot her a death glare, but followed it up with a small chuckle. Hikari liked the sound of Shinji's laugh, it was very settling. Shinji closed his macbook and put it in his bag.
"What type of bag is that? It looks very...mature" Hikaru said as she struggled to find a adjective suitable to describe his bag.
"Oh this? I got it when me and my family visited America. Forgot what its called." Shinji explained as he continued packing up. America. Shinji went to Los Angeles when he was 14. Los Angeles is a very different place, full of diversity. Shinji, at the time, did not practically enjoy it because he could not understand the language and his parents would never let up. Shinji this, Shinji that.
"Oh that's really cool! When did you go?" Hikari asked as they got up from the table.
"Roughly 4 years ago? It was okay, I wasn't old enough to enjoy it." Shinji replied after reminiscing about it.
"I'd love to go, but my family isn't too rich." Hikari sighed, her head in the skies.
"I guess I'm lucky then. Where are we meeting your friend?" Shinji asked as they headed into the elevator. Shinji hit 1 and the elevator started its slow descent.
"She's outside the library!" Hikari responded.
It was pretty sunny outside and Shinji felt a slight breeze as he exited the library. Luckily, most of the sunlight was blocked by the cherry trees. There he saw a very beautiful girl. She instantly reminded of a girl he saw when he first arrived in a snowy Tokyo. He remembered it like it was yesterday. It was a crowded train station as he got off, and he heard a girl yell "I'M GETTING OFF". He remembered grabbing her hand as he pulled her out of the crowd of people. He remembered his heart stopping for a second. He remembered as she thought he hit on her. He remembered her saying goodbye in german. He remembered all of it.
"Asuka! Over here!" Hikari yelled at her friend. The red-head spotted her and walked over. Shinji could not keep his eyes off her, like...she was someone he needed to meet. Her beautiful red hair, her bright blue eyes, that white skin.
Shinji was for, lack of a better word, turned on.
