His smile was like an art piece. That was the first thought Misato had about the boy. I like it, was the second thought. She had no real idea as to why she was so enamored with the boy's tragic whim that echoed across his tired face.
She would never admit that it may have been because it reminded her of herself.
'hmmm-oh fuck!', she thought as she swerved out of the way of the debris that obstructed the broken streets, nearly missing a twisted railing in the process.
"holy hell... oh sorry about that Shinji," she said looking over to give the boy a look of quirky reassurance, but when she looked over to the boy she found that he was in an undisturbed trance looking out of the window.'talk about concentration', Misato thought as it looked almost as if he were...waiting for something.
back to Shinji
When was it again, Shinji thought trying to flash through his head for his answer, his thinking, however, was interrupted by Misato making sure he hadn't gone into shock. "hey...HEY, Shinji".
" Hmm...Oh uh, what is it Misato."
"wheeww...Don't scare me like that kiddo... what would your dad have done if I had hurt you."
"my dad doesn't really...", Shinji tried to finish the sentence but trailed off when he thought when has she ever called me kiddo before?, his eyes met misatos for an instant and the same old thought gouge themselves into his mind.
you will never be able to make this work
Misato noticed the boys shift in mood and mentally slapped herself for ruining the mood she had managed to salvage out of Shinji.'ahhh, you dumb bitch look what you did, you know what kind of guy his father is...Jesus', her berating was interrupted by Shinji suddenly whispering," its nothing... don't worry about it Misato".
"oh... o-okay Shinji", she said haphazardly in vain to lighten the mood. she decided that now was not the time to worry about that and first she should actually get them there first.
She checked off a mental checkpoint as they went onto an open stretch of road that curved slightly with a single railing on the side farthest from the city. She stopped the car with her trademark curve coming to a halt so she could check on the situation in the city.
Shinji went with a start as he had finally remembered what he was looking for,'and right before it too late', he thought, to give a little mental slap to himself that said to keep things in better check you dumbass.
Shinji decided that he should see it forts as he shouted out, "N2 MINEEE!!!".
"What!?" Misato stammered out while taking her binoculars out check out his statement. But she was surprised with she felt a sudden force push her down and for a serene and not fully their moment while she was being held she thought,'father?'.
Shinji wasn't sure why he had pushed Misato down but he had her in a protective embrace.
The blast came like an oncoming storm heading straight for the two of them. The ground quaked and it looked like the end of the world coming in a tidal wave, with all of it raining down upon them.
The car began to rock, and quickly growing in tenacity, it began to roll. Shinji didn't notice the cars liftoff at first a he was too busy with holding the strangely quiet Misato down in some strange way of protecting her.
He only noticed something was off when his back bashed against the window breaking it completely and sending him flying into the air(with him twirling like some sort of human Beyblade).
He landed into the dirt with his arms out in front of him causing them to make a strange cracking sound as he hit the ground.
'wh-what the hell was that', he thought as he attempted to steady himself up into a sitting position but as tried to do so he had one quick look at his left arm and screamed.
Misato was slightly disturbed in her serenity when she felt Shinji's protective arms leave her and had her wanting to pull them back to her.no...dont leave me...she was ripped away from her waking dream by a young boys crying screech."ahhhhhhh!!!".
"Shinji!!", she inquired frantically as she untangled herself from the web that her seat belt had become in the crash. Once she was untangled and managed to get the seat belt off she fell to the floor(or technical side of the car as it had flipped over) and climbed up out of the car.
Once she was out of the car she was about to break into a dead set sprint to the boy but was stopped frozen when she took in the sight in front of her.
'dear god...it's...it's like a land of ash... those crazy bastards...what have they-', she didn't finish the thought as memories came racing back into her. Memories that should be dead. Her trauma was ripped short as Shinji's scream appeared once more.
" Shinji... what happened", she said in broken breaths that came from the fact that the Ashland was rather difficult to traverse(especially for someone who would happen to be wearing high heels).
"Its... it's my arm", Shinji said in a broken sob that made Misato wince to hear coming from such shy looking boy. Misato(her military training kicking in) took a surveying look at the boy's arm.
" Its broken...badly", she said looking at the boy's twisted arm, veins bulging in a broken miasma of intensity.
"fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck", Shinji said in a machine gun like way as Misato grabbed him on his unbroken arm and slowly began to pick him up. " Shh, it's okay Shinji... we can fix it", she said in what would sound like a calming and motherly voice but was really her delirious attempt to keep her calm as she slid the boy's arm over her neck to give stableness to both of them.why does his arm feel so nice...', she thought wanting to slide his arm down a little lower...perhaps under her-, she shook the wretched thought away as they reached her car.
"wheeww, now how am I supposed to flip this bad boy over", she said trying her best to think of a solution that allowed her to keep the boy's arm over her.
While she was busy thinking of a solution, Shinji began wincing slightly as Misato's grip tightened around him.