Life of a Savior
Chapter 1
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Shinji's body wretched forward, his hands grasping his hair in large tufts, straining against his scalp. He could feel the veins in his neck stand out, sweat poured in gouts down his face. The teacher turned around.
"What is it this time, Ikari-kun?" she asked, attempting to withhold the exasperation in her voice. Shinji suddenly became aware of his surroundings. The dream, or should I say nightmare, of losing his teddy bear––had passed without the travesty actually taking place. He stood up and bowed in shame.
"Sorry, sensei"
"Aiiiiiie!!" The girl next to him jolted back in her seat, almost tipping it forward. Shinji became aware of a wetness in his pants.
"Damn," he thought, "a cool breeze must have come through that window." Ikari Shinji-kun had accidently jizzed in his pants. Shinji stood for a few more seconds before asking if he could leave to change clothes. The teacher, horrified, twitched a nod and backed away from him as he passed. After he left, Asuka snickered…yet also lightly touched herself.
Shinji walked home with a textbook strategically held in front of his pants; he remained red-faced the whole walk home. He reached his apartment and opened the door, begging Misato was out.
"SHINJI-KUN!" Bright faced and drunk, Misato launched herself at Shinji the second he walked in.
"Mi-Misato-san! Don't look! Please don't–I didn't mean to! I-I mean that…."
"Iiiiiiikari Shinji-kun…." Misato removed her hand from where it had accidently landed in his crotch, a bit stickier for it.
"N-n-no!! It's not what it looks like, Misato-san! I-it wasn't you! I mean, not that you aren't very…wait, no! I didn't mean I ever think about you when I…"
"Ikari."
"But you are very pretty but I could never–"
"Shinji."
"Thought of that, it's so weird if it was–"
"KUN!"
Life is hard for Shinji.