Chapter 2: She Hates Me
ENTRY 6
6/07/15
Hello, daily readers. I asked Asuka out today. She said yes, so it's a great day. I honestly didn't expect it! Day after my birthday it's better than my actual birthday. I'm writing this one hour before the date. We're going to a nice German restaurant in the city. It's expensive though, I'm gonna be spending a lot. My poor wallet. I'm going to be writing in the middle of the date, I'll try to record some of it. I wish my future me good luck.
Signed, Shinji Asuka
ENTRY 6 CONTINUED
6/07/15
Past me, I hope you betted a bit. She left early in the morning to get ready, I'm really excited. I'll start the recording for a bit.
It's been 10 minutes, she's running a little late. I'll order some drinks for myself. They have a lot of good items here, I might just get myself a milkshake. The interior is nice. A rustic, woody kinda place. It smells like fresh wood in here, the food they bring out looks incredible. They are about to get a michelin star as well, what a place! I get why Asuka likes this place so much.
It's been 30 minutes, and she stood me up. I-, I can't fucking believe it. She never came, she had no intentions. I got like 3 milkshakes, they were incredible. But, god my stomach is twisted more than a balloon animal. The waiter looked so confused at me, shit that was embarrassing. I texted her and she just said to go to the house. I'm walking home now, seriously I told Toji. God, I feel like an idiot. She was right, I am an idiot. I'm writing this while walking home, past self you were right.
Just got home, I'll have my recorder playing.
RECORDING
Shinji: I'm home…
Asuka: Idiot, you really thought I would go on a date with you? I rather date the damn bird. Ha.
Shinji: You-, tricked me.
Asuka: No shit, you should know.
Shinji: But, why?
Asuka: Because you are worthless bitch, I fucking hate you!
Shinji: I-. I.
RECORDING ENDED
I should have known. I am an idiot. Why would I believe her? Toji was right, Kensuke was right. Fuck, Asuka was right. I shouldn't believe her. She hates me, I-. She hates me. She did hate me. I defended her so many times, I helped her. She hates me. God, those words are going through my head. I can't believe myself. I'm going to take time off writing, maybe go out with Toji, and avoid Asuka. She's going to tease me for weeks over this shit.
Signed, Shinji Ikari
ENTRY 1 (Asuka)
6/07/15
The idiot tried to ask me out, what a baka. Seriously, I'm the hottest girl in school, and he thinks he can just ask me. I'll get his hopes up, stand him up. I wanna watch him suffer. It's just so easy to get him riled up. It's so cute, he's just so annoying. God, I hope he dies, so I don't have to deal with him. God, Hikari gave me this journal months ago. But, god she's annoying too. Dating a stooge? I would never do the same. I've been venting to the idiot, he's been listening to me I guess. He probably forgot everything. Just like him.
He left the apartment after I stood him out, I don't know where he's going. Likely, I don't give a damn. I'm just gonna watch some TV. I wish I lived alone, or with Mr. Kaji. He's much better than Shinji in every way. He's so boring, and childish.
Signed, Asuka L. Soryu
ENTRY 7
6/08/15
Spent the night at Toji;s, and he had the class rep over. We had a lovely chat about Asuka. Toji just asked me why I asked her out. I shrugged, I honestly don't know why I did in the first place. She was verbally abusing Hikari, but it's just. Weird. I always thought Asuka had a softer side. I was wrong. Really, really wrong. I left the sleepover, and headed back to the apartment. Misato happened to be home, which was great. If anything happened, I had a line of defense. When I walked in, it was okay. Asuka was demanding food, I ignored her. It felt good to ignore her. That was like 3 minutes, I hear her knocking right now.
RECORDING
Shinji: What do you want!? Leave me alone please.
Asuka: I'm hungry!
Shinji: Cook yourself. I locked the door.
Asuka: Asshole.
Shinji: Mhm.
KICK, KICK, KICK.
Shinji: Can you stop kicking the door?
Asuka: Make me dinner idiot!
Shinji: No!
Asuka: Go die then!
Misato: Asuka! The hell?
Shinji: I-
RECORDING ENDED
She's hit me down. Hard. I-, I just. I don't. I don't know anymore. I'm just gonna sit in my room. Chill, try to relax for a little bit. I just, she doesn't care how I feel. She never does. This is probably my final journal entry for a while, like a week. See you journal, past self.
Signed, Shinji Ikari
3rd PERSON
Shinji got up, beginning to cry. He threw his journal across his room, screaming for everybody in the house to hear. Asuka looked up, puzzled. "Idiot." Misato stood up, beginning to knock on his door. "Shinji?" she asked, Shinji screamed louder and harder. Shinji punched his wall, giving his knuckles a bloody tone. The plaster cracked, putting a hole in his wall. He dropped to his knees, crying more and more. "She hates me." Misato put her ear to the door, trying to listen and talk to Shinji.
Shinji started to write on ripped pieces of his journal. He laid each of them down, lifting a pillow and covering his head. He cried himself to sleep, clawing at his arm all the while.
He woke up, sheets torn into a mess. He opened his door, peeking out. Asuka stared at him, yelling at him. "YOU SHITHEAD, GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Asuka screamed, "I didn't get my dinner!" Shinji slammed the door, whispering through the door. "That's what you care about?"
Asuka kicked the door, the reverb knocked into Shinji, throwing him back. Shinji cried, reaching into his closet. He pulled out a thick, braided rope. Tying into a noose, he unlocked the door. "Asuka…" He cried out, clenching his neck. Asuka walked into the room, "Shinji…" she whispered.
Shinji muttered a couple of words, and jumped off of a chair. A loud audible snap, as well as choking noises filled the room. Asuka sprang forwards, untying Shinji. "Fuck! Shit!" She called Misato, tears filled her voice. "Shinji's… dead" she muttered, falling to her knees.
The ambulances showed up in 2 minutes, along with Misato. Toji, Kensuke, and Hikari came as well. Rei had popped her head into the mess, being called by Ritsuko who was also at the scene. The ambulance rolled out Shinji in a bodybag, Asuka following the ambulance. She got to the bottom, watching the giant crowd in front of her. Misato walked up to her, and slapped her straight in the face. Toji saw Asuka, walking up to her. "You fucking bitch! You're so lucky you're not the one in that body bag!" Toji yelled, slapping her in the same spot.
Asuka stomped away, "Unbelievable." Misato walked inside of the apartment, picking up the boy's journal, as well as notes with large names on them. She opened the worn journal, reading its contents. She walked out of the apartment, her eyes reflecting with tears. The glare on her tears made a shine go to her eyes. She began to hand out all the notes, one for each person. Toji began to cry, Hikari ran after Asuka who was going around Tokyo-3. Kensuke comforted Toji, Rei just sat there. No emotion, flat.
"Asuka!" Misato screamed.
The funeral happened 4 days after the boy's death. It was in the local church. Gendo planned something for once, giving a short speech for his son. Unit-01 was decommissioned out of respect for the fallen pilot. The boy's journal was read out in full by Misato, every recording played. Everybody in Tokyo-3 had got to the funeral. All giving respect to the hero. His birthday became a national holiday, the government giving the news about the pilot's death. Asuka attended the funeral, leaving half way through. He was buried in Yokohama. His coffin was covered by the Japanese flag, as well as a purple and green flag symbolizing his time as a pilot. Asuka had left Japan, going back to Germany. She left all eva-piloting experience behind. Misato left the boy's room untouched, memorializing it permanently.
Toji and Kensuke sat on a bench outside of the cemetery, watching the sun set. They got up, leaving 4 bundles of flowers each on the pilot's grave. On the gravestone was chiseled on the front, "Goodbye to everybody that helped me during life, Asuka, I still love you." Toji broke down, "Why…" Kensuke hugged him, leaving an SDAT mixtape on top of the flowers.
A/N: Shit. I had an idea, I love doing up and happy stories. I made up a sad story because I was reading some of them that weren't finished. I was planning on something, but I have other stories in mind, and this story just sucks. It's worse than my first fic. I'm working on a sequel for that as you know. I wanted to experiment, and I just couldn't finish it how I wanted to. If anybody wants to rewrite the story. Be my guest! But, if you are thinking about commiting suicide. Call the national suicide prevention hotline. Please, get help and be a happier you. It's always nice to vent. R & R if you even want to. Drop a follow or favorite i f you actually liked it. Thank you for reading.