"Holy crap. Is that...I mean, you can see..." Kensuke clicked the zoom button. Every time he zoomed in, the guy's eyes got a little wider.

Once they could all speak again, Shinji fell into his role as the mature one. "Kensuke, were you taking perverted pictures again?"

"No! These were taken with a DSLR! Look at the exif data. I can't afford one of those."

Toji could name most of the feminine parts on the screen, but he was puzzled about which was the exif data. Sounded scientific.

"Shouldn't we like, report this? It's invasion of privacy or something." Sexy, high resolution invasion of privacy.

"Yeah, Mr. Police Officer, we just happened to find these dirty pictures of our classmates. That'll go over well," said Kensuke sarcastically.

"Hey, you're the one with a record!" exclaimed Shinji.

As they argued over what to do, a redhead peered into the room. She had already overheard, thanks to thin Japanese walls. Ewwwww, are those pictures of girls? Oh my god, she's from our school! They must be looking for me. I'll wait and see what they think and then bust them. Asuka called it mission planning. Most people called it being devious.

"Hey, this is the swim team!" Shinji was the first to pick up on it, since he spent a lot of time staring at the swim team.

"Wow, those swimsuits are tight," said Toji, since it was his job to state the obvious.

"Wow, do you think..." Kensuke began, then they all stopped as the next picture came up.

The screen was filled with flawless white thighs, leading up to a form fitting dark blue swimsuit. Very form fitting. Water was beading off it, and each drop was shown in detail. Any more detail and they would be able to tell if Rei was a natural, err, bluehead.

"Ayanami!"

"Rei?"

"Wondergirl..." Asuka spoke last, and under her breath. Her teeth were grinding. What kind of idiot would bother taking pictures at school and waste their time on the doll?

"What the hell are we supposed to do with this?" asked Shinji. He knew what he wanted to do with it, but would he ever be able to look Ayanami in the face?

"Right click, save," said Kensuke.

"No! Asuka and Misato use this computer too. And, uh, it would be wrong." Shinji's protests were getting weaker.

"I'll hold onto it until we decide what to do!"

"You don't even have a computer, Toji."

"Oh yeah."

They all tried to think while Ayanami's butt filled the laptop screen. Needless to say, it wasn't going very well.

"Okay!" exclaimed Shinji, shutting the laptop for the good of all present. The one ring was put away, and Bilbo turned back into his cheery old self.

"I'll keep it for now and we can decide what to do tomorrow," Shinji decided. They all agreed, since the bait was gone now, and the kid with the 90 foot robot makes the rules anyway. "You guys should go home before Asuka gets suspicious. Don't tell anyone about it." Kensuke and Toji left, with one last forlorn glance at the laptop each.

Shinji hid the memory card under his mattress, and then went into the kitchen to get lunch. He passed Asuka, whose face was carefully blank.

"I hate you. We aren't partners anymore." she said in a deadly quiet voice, and slammed her door.

This wasn't that unusual for Asuka, so Shinji didn't make anything of it. He never thought she was that serious about it anyway. He started to get a little worried when she didn't come out of her room the rest of the night, even when he made sausage for dinner. He started to get a lot worried when he woke up the next morning and a familiar plastic object was pinned to his mattress with an icepick, a few inches from his face.

-

Section 2's watercooler talk was much like other, less secretive organizations.

"Hahaha, you caught a pervert? Good thing you have all those judo trophies, voyeurs of the world beware!"

"I think it was brave."

"Hey, did you save any of the pictures?"

"Check the bathroom for hidden cameras next time you're in there, Pervert Catcher."

It was one of those grin and bear it moments.