Chapter 03: 4, 5, 6
04: Try Growing Dreadlocks
Shinji Ikari hummed as he studied his hair through a mirror. His hair had grown pretty long.
"Did I ever get a haircut since I came here?" He wondered, looking down at the penguin next to him, who replied with an uncaring wark.
Later on, he met with his friends Toji and Kensuke. Well Toji at least, since Kensuke was busy fiddling with his camera for some reason.
"A good hair stylist?" Toji Suzuhara rubbed his chin in thought as he pondered the query. "Sorry Chief, don't know any."
He rubbed his hand through his own shorter hair. "I mean, I never really needed one."
"Don't know one, either." Kensuke Aida muttered, who was now dismantling his camera. "Go ask Katsuragi-san or something."
"She's no good." Shinji replied. "When I asked, she just shrugged. I'll just ask around NERV then."
He got similar responses.
Maya Ibuki was no good as her preferred haircut never warranted her such visits.
Despite his long hair, Shigeru Aoba had only grown his long hair to fulfill a rocker fantasy of his some years back.
Misato herself had claimed loving her hair wild and free, with Asuka giving a similar response.
Ritsuko Akagi herself had taken one look at a hanging strand of her blonde hair before sending Shinji away, claiming to be inadequate. Shinji suspected she spoke of something else other than anything hair related.
As for those three women who worked below the deck and assisted Ritsuko with the Evangelions...
Several feet below sea level, the workroom existed, being a series of pipes and tunnels used for easy access to the Evangelions. In one of these tunnels, Shinji faced a new problem that frankly speaking, had never even occured to him of all people in the slightest.
"I heard you were making a little bucket list, Shinji-kun~" Satsuki Ooi teased with a swing of her hips as she slowly walked over to the nervous but aroused Shinji, her hand straying to the zipper on the top half of her NERV uniform. "I'm pretty sure a normal hormonal teenage boy like you has something like this on it."
Shinji gulped as she slowly slid down the zipper, revealing her creamy cleavage.
"W-Well, I actually never even considered that." Shinji stuttered as Satsuki pressed herself against Shinji, the difference in height putting him right at breast level. "I-I-I actually came here looking for someone to direct me to a hair stylist!"
"Oh, really~" Shinji gasped softly as Satsuki pressed herself closer, one of her legs pushing between his to rub at his crotch.
Despite his better judgement, his eyes fell on the creamy flesh. Satsuki smirked hotly and took the opening.
Shinji yelped as he fell back against the wet floor with Satsuki straddling him. His eyes bulged as the woman's uniform flew open, revealing her dark colored bra. He didn't think that he would have ever met a woman matching Misato Katsuragi in size.
Her golden locks fell over her shoulders as she smiled sultry. Shinji sucked in a sharp breath, feeling the technician grind on his bulging crotch as her hot breath washed over him.
"W-W-Wait a minute!" Shinji stammered with a red face and gritted teeth. Satsuki's large breasts rubbed against his chest as she leaned in closer, her arms looping around his neck as she let out small erotic gasps. "I just wanted a hair stylist!"
"I'll get you one afterwards!" Satsuki moaned, enjoying the erect member she was grinding against as it hardened to match an iron rod. She sped up in her movements, wishing she had discarded more.
Before she could get her hands on the zipper between her and his cock, she was roughly grabbed away by Aoi Mogami, her glasses fogged over by the steam around them. "Don't seduce the Commander's kid!"
Kaede Agano apologized profusely, blushing heavily as she tried to ignore the large bulge in his pants and missing the slight glowing red in his eyes.
Shinji snapped out of the memory and made a note to update his List. If that woman had truly been serious...
"Come on! I rarely get any and he's gotta have THAT on his List! It's not like Shinji-kun's unwilling and Ikari would care if it didn't affect his Piloting skills!"
Shinji sighed as he shuffled along, grumbling at the truth that Satsuki had yelled out as both her friends/coworkers dragged away.
He then bumped into someone, knocking them down. Barely budged himself, Shinji looked in surprise at the downed form of Kozo Fuyutsuki.
Later, he was sitting between the elderly man's legs as Kozo expertly twisted his hair into dreadlocks, while regaling the boy about the college memories he had of his student, Yui Ayanami.
"Fuyutsuki-san, do you mind if..." Shinji hesitated a bit but pushed on. After making that list, he had sworn to never hesitate from what he wanted ever again. "I came to you to ask for more stories of my mother?"
Kozo stared blankly at him before breaking into a warm smile. "Of course, Shinji-kun. Whenever you like."
Shinji smiled back and rushed out, his new dreadlocks already surprising a passing Makoto Hyuga.
Kaede's voice hitched as she covered her mouth with her hands, muffling her moans. From where she laid, she could see Aoi.
Aoi laid face down with her ass up, her skirt flipped over with her panties ripped away as nectar dripped down her thighs.
As soon as she'd gotten a chance, Satsuki had attacked Aoi first, taking down the strong-willed one first to satiate her stoked lust.
Now as Aoi laid defeated with her glasses askew while and basked in post orgasmic glow, Satsuki had moved on Kaede next.
Do you like that?'' Satsuki asked softly, kissing between Kaede's breasts.
Kaede just whimpered in reply, legs shutting around Satsuki's hand as best as they could. Encouraged by her resistance, Satsuki began to move her fingers a little faster; probing them around Kaede's pussy and searching for any little sensitive spots. She spread her fingers apart and felt Kaede tense up delightfully, or she curled her digits and watched as Kaede's back arched, a strangled moan bubbling out of her throat; a sound she stubbornly tried to hold back.
The technician's wetness became more apparent the more Satsuki moved her fingers, her lust growing as she felt Kaede's honey trickle down her fingers, sticking between them when she scissored her fingers apart. Her thumb came up and began to stroke at her folds, tracing the soft lower lips until she could find her clit – and then with gentle vigour she began to toy with the nub, pressing it or rubbing it side-to-side, keeping a careful eye on Kaede's reactions.
Soft gasps became hoarse exhales of pleasure as Kaede clamped a hand over her mouth just so she could squeak out her moans into her palm. Her demure chest heaved with her deep breaths; rasping inhales preluding the whimpering sounds that would soon quiver back out of her throat.
When Satsuki began to pump her fingers faster the sounds only got louder; whimpers becoming whines and whines becoming soft cries, tears of pleasure building in Kaede's screwed-shut eyes.
''Does it feel good?'' Satsuki couldn't resist saying it; a smile gracing her visage as she teased her lover. ''You're getting quite wet; there's no use hiding it~''
Kaede whimpered in reply, and parted her fingers long enough to speak. ''...f-feels good...!''
Aroused by the sight, Satsuki's fingers plunged into Kaede faster, feeling the hot flesh quiver and clench around her intruding digits, doubly so when she scissored them apart, spreading Kaede's inner walls apart for a brief moment. The girl tried to last, she clearly did, but whatever little experience she had was utterly nullified by the fact it was Satsuki doing it to her; the lustful vixen hitting all the right spots and melting Kaede into malleable putty.
''Ah, a-ahh... ohh...!'' Kaede moaned into her hand, shaking her head. ''No, I, I... ahh, a-ahh...! I- AH!''
A short cry, a spasming jerk, and Kaede orgasmed. She clutched onto Satsuki's head and pulled her into her demure chest, seizing up and outright humping Satsuki's hand, impaling herself upon the scissoring fingers within her folds and orgasming on them, squirting her honey around them and smacking her pelvis against the carrier's palm, the lewd slapping sound only amplifying her climax and tempting her to repeat the motion, riding out her mind-whitening high.
"Good job." Satsuki praised the near comatose girl. "Now it's your turn to help me out. We'll wake Aoi-chan up and you both do what was supposed to be Shinji's reward."
05: Eat all I want at a non-conveyor Sushi Restaurant.
Shinji looked on dissonantly while Toji and Kensuke dug into their meals like dogs. He'd invited his whole school friends for this, with Rei Ayanami sampling some Tofu while Hikari Horaki slapping Toji's back when he started choking.
While Asuka and Toji had gotten a 'meh' attitude at his new hairstyle, Kensuke and Hikari had complimented it, with Rei simply giving it a curious look.
"I'm surprised, sonny." Shinji turned to face the chef. "I didn't know a scrawny one like you could eat so much."
Shinji sheepishly chuckled while turning to the twenty dishes stacked in front of him. "I just felt really hungry all of a sudden and went for Number 005 on the List."
"Hungry, huh?" Asuka Langley Sohryu muttered skeptically while gazing at his plates. Next to her, Rei put up her thirty first plate, putting her ahead of everyone else. Thankfully, there had been plenty of options for the vegetarian girl to enjoy.
As Asuka stared at her own six plates, a battle raged in her psyche. A competitive desire to show up her fellow Pilots vs an instinctual desire to keep her slim figure as an attractive girl.
As she just finished the seventh bowl, a button from her shirt flew off, bouncing of the counter to land right in front of Toji.
"...Hey, Sohryu... your button flew off..." Kensuke muttered slowly.
"Looks like this is as far as I go..." Asuka trembled while blushing in embarrassment.
"Well, we kinda figured that from your button-" Toji started.
"Looks like this is as far as I go!" Asuka all but yelled now.
"If you say so." Shinji mumbled through the salmon in his mouth, stacking up a twenty seventh plate as his shadow darkened a bit further than all the others present.
"Don't tease her, Ikari-kun!" Hikari scolded as she put down on her third bowl. "Asuka-chan, just rest a bit and continu-"
On her fourth bowl, a button flew away from Hikari this time. As the button slowly and mocking danced into view, Rei put up her fortieth bowl.
"Forgive me, Asuka-chan... Suzuhara-kun..." Hikari moaned into her hands in despair.
Shinji ate silently as Asuka showed her rare gentle side and comforted Hikari, putting a thirty second plate up as Rei put up her forty eighth.
"IS THIS GIRL HUMAN?!" Toji, Kensuke and the chef roared in sync.
06: See the Aurora Borealis.
Shinji poked at the round Shadow beneath him in the bathroom. It reminded him too much of Leliel, especially as he'd found out about it by nearly sinking into it in his sleep.
His terrified scream had summoned everyone of his housemates. While they didn't learn about the Shadow, they had all shown their support in their own ways as if he'd just relieved a traumatic nightmare (which wasn't really wrong, even out of context).
Asuka had fetched sleeping pills and a couple of comedic films to watch if the first option was rejected.
Misato had offered to share the bed with him, which Asuka angrily pointed out would still deny Shinji sleep for a different reason.
Rei had nothing to offer, with a look of frustration that while very slight and unnoticeable, was very obvious to the Third Child.
Shinji, despite not being an expert scientist or doctor, had been savvy enough to know that his body had changed from either constant exposure to LCL (No matter how safe Ritsuko said it was, he literally BREATHED the stuff constantly, dammit) and/or being taken to wherever Leliel had spoken to him.
After experimenting with it in the bathroom and figuring it was safe as no Section Two agents had come bashing through the door with alerts of an Angel attack, he thought of the Sixth Task of his List, having hit a snag on how he would have accomplished it without leaving Tokyo-3.
And now, he'd spontaneously manifested a power that could bypass all that.
Shinji looked into the darkness and sighed, then willed himself to sink. It happened immediately as Shinji's body fell through, constantly willing a location to resurface.
Exactly one second later, Shinji resurfaced in his classroom, despite the present night. Looking around in shocked surprise, it swiftly turned to satisfaction as the Sixth Task now seemed much more possible.
A while later in the North Pole, a Shadow appeared to resurface a choking teenage boy and a complaining penguin.
Pen Pen stopped as he noticed his location, twisting out of Shinji's hold to playfully dance in the snow.
Shinji rubbed his arms in slight confusion. Despite the heavy cold, he could barely feel it.
"Did Leliel or EVA 01 grant me Cold Resistance?" Shinji muttered as he took a seat with his back against the iconic pole.
He stared upwards at the sky, watching the constantly twisting lights above him and memorizing the lights and symbols that briefly formed, with some of them not even being of Earthly origin.
After a while, Pen Pen would return, the penguin's own Cold Resistance somehow weaker than Shinji's. If Shinji had any doubts about his confirmed altered body, they were well gone by now.
A bit of Shadow travel, Shinji reappeared in the bathroom, releasing the penguin as it went for a snack.
As Shinji trudged to his room to lay on his futon, he spied a cockroach scurrying on the wall. He instantly smashed his hand on it, killing it immediately as expected. What wasn't expected was the large spider-web crack originating from where his hand impacted.
"...That's new."
As he laid back in bed, he seriously considered telling Misato or Ritsuko about his new abilities.
It was instantly ditched as whoever he spoke to would eventually talk to his father about it.
And whether by Shinji's repressed hatred or the near silent whispering he kept hearing as he used the Shadow, alerting Gendo Ikari was an unwanted prospect.
KingVessel: Did I just expose Shinji to an Elder One?