Anrui / Kanrui: Chapter 01
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Evangelion, so please don't sue me. I like to think it's a form of flattery, that we just can't get enough of that NGE goodness.
A/N: I'm not really a writer, I just like to write. This came to me while I was at work and I thought I'd write it out. Let me know if it's worth pursuing, please. Even this chapter may get reworked, depending on input. We'll find out. I understand I haven't given you much, but there are... hints... in here... (Whee!) ^_^
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Shinji stared at the young redhead before him. His mind still hadn't fully comprehended what she had just said and his face showed it. The object of his intense gaze was suddenly very unsure of her motives in what she did. Being the type of person she was, though, she couldn't back down. Not now.
"W-what?" the young boy stammered softly, the notion of what she said finally getting through. He had heard what she had said just fine but was hoping that he was mistaken.
"You heard me, idiot. I said it was just a joke." Her mind raced, why wasn't he crying? Where was the sweet victory she had fantasized about? He looked dumbfounded but by now he should have been a simpering wreck... And yet all he did was stare. Asuka was getting worried, this wasn't going as planned. Somewhere she noticed a strange discomfort... maybe it was having it turn out different than her projections? No... It felt different... Even SHE wasn't feeling as she planned. What was going on?
'Well, time to give it one more push then...' she thought to herself.
"So, like I said, thanks for the memories but you can keep them." and so saying she closed her eyes, hands resting on her hips as if she didn't care in the least about the time they spent together for the previous two weeks.
The boy continued to stare. Deep inside he could feel a wrenching, a twisting within himself that ached and then began to burn.
Asuka opened her eyes just in time to see Shinji's face contort into a pained mask. She suddenly felt exactly what he did deep down inside... that same wrenching. What had she done!?
Before she could utter another word to make things worse or better, before she could arrange her thoughts and figure out why she felt so horrible suddenly... Shinji's face changed.
He no longer stared at her and he no longer wore the heartbreakingly pained face of a moment before. His face now was impassive, emotionless. Asuka wasn't sure if this made things worse or not.
It did. He was staring through her, at something behind her. That wrenching in her chest suddenly felt a hundred times worse. 'Oh no...' she thought, 'what have I done?'
Shinji stepped to the side, then forward past Asuka to his door behind her. As he passed Asuka only manage a "Hey, where do-" before he had opened the door and stepped out. Suddenly forgetting the unfamiliar pain in her chest she whirled around and hurried out the open door... Only to come to an abrupt stop directly in front of the boy just outside the door.
"W-what!?" the redhead yelled indignantly, but Shinji made no reply and simply stepped past her again, back into his room... And slid his door closed.
Asuka had only been able to turn towards the door before it shut firmly. A quiet, "W-wha?" slipped from her lips before she found herself fuming, clenching her fists at her sides and gritting her teeth.
Noone... NOone made a fool out of HER. She raised her fist and began slamming it against the door loudly, half in an attempt to get the occupant's attention and half to break the door down so she could continue the beating on said occupant.
"Shinji! You better get your ass back out here, we still have some things to discuss!" Her words near the end of her tirade sounded slightly weak... As if she, herself, was giving thought to their validity.
After a few moments with no response the Second Child let out an infuriated scream and stomped to her own room. '"The Idiot" had plenty to think about now' she thought, maybe letting him stew would be the best course of action anyway. Unfortunately for her she found herself doing plenty of thinking as well.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Evangelion, so please don't sue me. I like to think it's a form of flattery, that we just can't get enough of that NGE goodness.
A/N: I'm not really a writer, I just like to write. This came to me while I was at work and I thought I'd write it out. Let me know if it's worth pursuing, please. Even this chapter may get reworked, depending on input. We'll find out. I understand I haven't given you much, but there are... hints... in here... (Whee!) ^_^
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Shinji stared at the young redhead before him. His mind still hadn't fully comprehended what she had just said and his face showed it. The object of his intense gaze was suddenly very unsure of her motives in what she did. Being the type of person she was, though, she couldn't back down. Not now.
"W-what?" the young boy stammered softly, the notion of what she said finally getting through. He had heard what she had said just fine but was hoping that he was mistaken.
"You heard me, idiot. I said it was just a joke." Her mind raced, why wasn't he crying? Where was the sweet victory she had fantasized about? He looked dumbfounded but by now he should have been a simpering wreck... And yet all he did was stare. Asuka was getting worried, this wasn't going as planned. Somewhere she noticed a strange discomfort... maybe it was having it turn out different than her projections? No... It felt different... Even SHE wasn't feeling as she planned. What was going on?
'Well, time to give it one more push then...' she thought to herself.
"So, like I said, thanks for the memories but you can keep them." and so saying she closed her eyes, hands resting on her hips as if she didn't care in the least about the time they spent together for the previous two weeks.
The boy continued to stare. Deep inside he could feel a wrenching, a twisting within himself that ached and then began to burn.
Asuka opened her eyes just in time to see Shinji's face contort into a pained mask. She suddenly felt exactly what he did deep down inside... that same wrenching. What had she done!?
Before she could utter another word to make things worse or better, before she could arrange her thoughts and figure out why she felt so horrible suddenly... Shinji's face changed.
He no longer stared at her and he no longer wore the heartbreakingly pained face of a moment before. His face now was impassive, emotionless. Asuka wasn't sure if this made things worse or not.
It did. He was staring through her, at something behind her. That wrenching in her chest suddenly felt a hundred times worse. 'Oh no...' she thought, 'what have I done?'
Shinji stepped to the side, then forward past Asuka to his door behind her. As he passed Asuka only manage a "Hey, where do-" before he had opened the door and stepped out. Suddenly forgetting the unfamiliar pain in her chest she whirled around and hurried out the open door... Only to come to an abrupt stop directly in front of the boy just outside the door.
"W-what!?" the redhead yelled indignantly, but Shinji made no reply and simply stepped past her again, back into his room... And slid his door closed.
Asuka had only been able to turn towards the door before it shut firmly. A quiet, "W-wha?" slipped from her lips before she found herself fuming, clenching her fists at her sides and gritting her teeth.
Noone... NOone made a fool out of HER. She raised her fist and began slamming it against the door loudly, half in an attempt to get the occupant's attention and half to break the door down so she could continue the beating on said occupant.
"Shinji! You better get your ass back out here, we still have some things to discuss!" Her words near the end of her tirade sounded slightly weak... As if she, herself, was giving thought to their validity.
After a few moments with no response the Second Child let out an infuriated scream and stomped to her own room. '"The Idiot" had plenty to think about now' she thought, maybe letting him stew would be the best course of action anyway. Unfortunately for her she found herself doing plenty of thinking as well.