Disclaimer: I do not own Evangelion or Sonic the Hedgehog; They belong to Gainax and Sega respectively. This work of fiction intends no disrespect the original creations and their authors or any kind of profit motive upon them.

Authors note: Evangelion is one fucked up series with fucked up characters that have serious fucked up issues… Don't get me wrong, I think that is another reason to love it and it makes it all the more perfect for writing fanfics. Especially cross over fanfics. I am currently crossing Evangelion with Sonic the Hedgehog in my 'Sonic Genesis Evangelion: Between worlds' fic.

So what's the point of this fic with a parallel title? Well, you see, just because I am crossing it with something as light hearted and uncomplicated like Sonic, doesn't mean the characters are not still with serious issues. Even in the more… mature departments.

I wanted to tackle that too as I wrote the characters, as I wrote how they changed, how they progressed, and who they would be coupled with as the original story of SGE progressed. BUT, I didn't wanna add that to the original story and change the rating of that original story just because of a few bits

So I took those few bits and I cut them off the original story and whatever development happened in them, would be just shown outside the mature bits. So Sonic Genesis Evangelion loses nothing.

I still wanted to keep writing those mature bits, mind you, so I'm starting a whole other fic just for them. This one has the mature rating and I can just go all out.

Before you ask, or turn away in fright, no, there will be NO 'furries' here. I don't care for furries, I'm not even posting this one in the cross over section because the Sonic cast will NEVER even show up here, even though they might get mentioned. It's happening in the same universe after all.

Also, my usual beta reader, GamerJay, said he'd be uncomfortable beta reading this (Mature content) so this story currently has no beta reader. AND it is also only my second work. So… yeah. No beta reader for this, forgive me for any structural or spelling errors.

If you read Sonic Genesis Evangelion, the bits you see here will make more sense, though it is not actually needed to appreciate them. You will also notice that the first pairing is Ritsuko and Gendo (showing how much the bastard is hateable and despicable, which will tie in to the original SGE, how he is abusive and she eventually leaves him).

Next will be Asuka And Shinji (that one will take a while, as of this chapter they are not even a couple yet even though they are almost there, but when it does become official, the bit with their first time will soon be posted here. Yeah, like most fans I think they would shack up pretty quickly if they did become a couple… Oddly enough my favorite pairing in Eva is Shinji and Misato… Speaking of Misato, She and Kaji will be here soon too).

Well, now that all that is out of the way, onwards:

Chapter 1: Gendo and Ritsuko I

"Yes, sir." Ritsuko sighed away from the receiver so her boss wouldn't hear her.

"Is there anything else?"

"Repairs for Unit 01 are going smoothly. The particle beam made clean cuts and the limbs were completely salvaged. It will probably be ready for deployment with Jet Alone-"

Gendo cut her off again. "That won't be necessary. Ivo's plan includes a contingency on that too. Anything else?"

However, this time Ritsuko was unfazed "After today's sync test with Unit 01, I disclosed some information about second impact to the third child like you told me to."

"Very good. One more thing doctor."

"Hm?"

"Leave your door unlocked tonight, shower, and use the outfit I bought you."

Ritsuko froze, blushing lightly. After the receiver clicked, signaling he hung up, she frowned. "Get Robotnik to dress skimpy for you…"

Several hours later, in doctor Ritsuko Akagi's apartment:

Tomorrow would be a big day of demonstration of Jet Alone but the sense of trepidation that filled the doctor in her apartment was something else entirely. Ritsuko didn't understand why she still bothered with showering, since as of a few weeks before the first Angel attack he started to get rougher.

Being roughed up was not new to her. In the beginning he was just dashing. He would even be kind of romantic sometimes, or at least the closest someone like him could be of romantic. But as time passed, shortly after they started dating (not dating, just meeting) shortly after her mother died, he got more and more distant. Some of the times during that beginning, he would even say 'Yui' when it was meant to be her name.

Maybe that is one of the reasons he drifted away. Why am I still with him then? Why do I even let him in my apartment?

She thought absent mindedly as she played with one of her porcelain cats. Without wasting any more time (she didn't want to give him reasons to be upset) she got to getting her three cats in the kitchen that was adjacent to the area their litter box and toys and food bowls were at. Once that was done she went to her room and looked again at the sealed box on top of her king size bed.

It was red, simple enough, just a box that looked like any lingerie box. She was amazed at how such a box could fill her up with foreboding. And dread.

She sighed. If this is something I'm dreading why I'm still doing it?

She opened the box and, indeed, inside was a piece of revealing red lingerie, complete with laced edges and embroiled board, also in enticing red and almost invisible cloth connecting the parts of the upper part, which was a beautifully designed, almost revealing breast support to the lower part, which was barely a string, meant to leave a lot of the crotch and butt exposed, pretty much only the minimal would be hidden.

Again; dread. On a situation that should be at least empowering for she would be, technically enchanting her man. But before she could contemplate on the same question as before again, her doorbell rang. She almost jumped.

"It's open." She said as she started stripping.

The cloth rubbing against her skin felt good plus she thought about the good. She thought about how he was the only one still capable of making her feel something. It didn't matter he would soil her up with such clothes, and how he behaved during the act. She cursed herself for her weakness in actually just accepting such a one sided deal, in just accepting to be soiled.

I suppose it doesn't matter he makes me feel dirty… I still feel something.

It was pretty clear that she preferred to feel pain then nothing at all, that she was almost completely certain nobody else would be with her other than him, because of how soiled she already was, because of what she and her mother had done. At that moment, one tiny part of her brain thought briefly about Maya, but, as the revealing cloth covered very little of her and she got ready for another session, that part all but disappeared as she stood there, clad scantly and almost nude, in the perverted red lingerie, prompting a smirk from him. Yes, he was already at her bedroom's door.

Even the smirk is starting to frighten me…

He cut her train of thought off by lunging at her, almost too fast for her taste. His lips crushed hers instantly, followed by his tongue. She hated how she melted into him instantly, already moistening the almost see through cloth barely hiding her crotch. She hated how, even though it was the most basic love making possible, aside the outfit she was wearing, just him on top of her, not even bothering to take his own clothes off, just unzipping, and keeping her dirty outfit on.

And, like a common sidewalk whore, she let him in.

There was no eye contact until he started to moan in a way she recognized. It was then that she remembered a semblance of why she was still doing this.

I'd rather feel something than nothing at all…

And that something build up, along with some of his speed, still on top of her, until it found release as warmth inside of her. That warmth flooded her deepest insides and it soothed her as much as it made her feel dismayed. Just like that it was over.

"Scoot over," he said stoically after they were done catching their breaths.

They laid beside each other. Ritsuko managed to snuggle with him but every fiber of her being was telling her he didn't care one way or the other.

Before he'd explain he has nothing important tomorrow and ask permission to stay at my apartment…

And again, every fiber of her being was telling her that it didn't matter one way or the other.