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---- Ritsuko Akagi leaned back in the computer chair she occupied. "Asuka needs to be dealt with." She sighed and shook her head. "Look what this works doing to you, you're talking to your self again. . ." She scolded. "But, she does have to be retrieved."
"So just because she wouldn't pilot, you infect her? I really don't understand you any more. . . er. . . sir, ma'am." A voice stuttered from the doorway.
"It was just dumb luck. You know that. Besides, it worked. That's all that matters."
"How do we know it worked?"
"Stop asking so many questions. It's aggravating. And get back to your post before someone notices you're gone."
"Sure."
---
Asuka woke up again two hours later. Amidst a stain on the white floor lay a young man, slightly damp with LCL. She didn't want to think about how he'd gotten out. His hair was strawberry-blonde, with wisps of light brown. His eyes were closed, but he was awake, because a few seconds later he spoke.
"Where am I?"
She turned away from him. "My room." She snapped, as if it were obvious.
"H--how'd I get here?"
"I--." She stopped short when it struck her that she was speaking German. It being her native language, she hadn't even realized it. It was almost a reflex. "I dunno."
He slowly sat up as well. "I remember being at peace, then realized it was too good to be true. Then I was here."
"Took you eight years to figure it out."
"Huh?"
"Third Impact happened eight years ago." She replied turning to face him. He had piercing turquoise eyes, and looked as if here were about 18.
"Wow." His clothing was non-descript, black top and bottom a faded red button down over it. "Erm. . .I'm Klaus, Klaus Siegfried von Slemmen."
"Asuka. Asuka Langley Sor-Ikari."
He bit his lip. "Sounds sorta familiar."
-Well, you were inside me for almost a day.- she thought. "Side affect. Maybe you knew someone who knew me when you shared being with the rest of the world."
"Where are we geographically?"
"Tokyo-3. Technically speaking, Tokyo-4, since it was re-born."
"Tokyo. . .Japan?"
"No, Tokyo Australia."
He looked at her confused, dazed brain not registering the sarcasm.
"What are you dense? Of course we're in Japan!" She buried her face in her hands and massaged her temples. "If you're hungry, there's food outside."
He sat there staring at her an odd smile on his face.
"What?"
"Mien Gott you're hot,"
She restrained her self from slapping him, some how, he was cuter than Shinji. Not that that meant much, or made him that cute either. After a moment, he got to her feet. "Guess I'll escort you then."
"Asuka!! Who you talkin' to in there? Are you seeing someone behind Shinji's back?" Misato joked outside. When Asuka stepped out the door, she gave the woman a look that could easily melt diamonds. "This is the result of the noodle incident. At least its out of me now." She snapped, and then turned to Klaus, and pushed him out the door. "Schnell!" "What did you just tell them?" "That you appeared out of no where, now sit. I'll translate for you." She forced him to the floor. "This is Klaus. He can't speak a word of Japanese. So, I get to show off my intelligence." "She didn't grow up, did she?" Kaji asked Shinji, ribbing the younger man with his elbow. "I heard that. . .Feed him. And try to keep Misato from cooking." "Hey!" the former NERV major protested. "Katsuragi, he was just reborn. His body is so fragile, you might kill him." Misato growled, and seconds later, a pillow hit Kaji with a shocking amount of force. "This is Shinji, Misato and Kaji." Klaus nodded. "We do have room for him, right?" Shinji asked. "Kaji and I are sharing my room, so there should be." Asuka nodded with satisfaction, and sat down, joining the rest.
---
Somewhere below Tokyo-3, another person was reborn to a rather disgusting wake up call, in the sewers.
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Hyuuga slipped back into his seat with a small sigh. "Where were ya?" Aoba questioned. He felt the urge not to answer. "I was with the Temp-Commander." "Who is that?" Maya questioned. "I didn't see, it was too dark. . ." "You didn't recognize the voice?" Aoba asked and burst out laughing. He shrugged, quickly changing the subject. "What are we going to do? That Angel, or whatever, it's still around." "Reading says it's right on top of us. No one's seen anything." Maya whispered. "If I knew who was in charge, it would make my job a little easier." Aoba muttered. Maya, for about the tenth time that day, mumbled something about Ritsuko, causing her fellow bridge bunnies to roll their eyes. "She's not coming back Maya. There's barely any of us left." Hyuuga bit his lip and bowed his head. He returned to working, hoping the false reading would be over soon.
---
Klaus lay on the couch listening to Asuka and Shinji argue in the next room. He had insisted on sleeping on there, so as not to infringe. He had no clue what the couple argued about, he just knew it was late. "Er- Guten Nacht." Misato stumble on the words upon entering the room. Klaus nodded. "Guten Nacht." He replied. He glanced at the digital clock glowing on the wall. "Or should I say Guten Morgen." He mumbled. To this she said something indiscernible to him, which he wouldn't have understood even if he did speak Japanese. She moved to the fridge, and after pulling out a beer, offered him one as well. "Nein." He shook his head. "Ah- No." "You speak English?" she questioned. He blinked for a moment. "Yeah." "Alright!!" Her shout scared him. "Now we can communicate." "They always like that?" he asked gesturing toward Shinji and Asuka's room. "I guess so. They were when they were younger." She sighed. I can try to get you home, but. . ." "Don't know how much of home is even there." A loud bang echoed from the next room during a break in the arguing. The apartment was draped in silence for an awkward moment or so, before Shinji Stumbled out of the room, grabbed an ice bag from the freezer and returned to the room. He paid no attention to Misato or Klaus. Klaus turned toward Misato, and raised an eyebrow. "Just ignore it." Misato whispered.
--- "I think you're scaring him." Asuka snapped. "You'd be scared too, if you couldn't understand what anyone around you was saying. Sounds like he's talking to Misato. . .don't know that much English I can't-." "They're talking about us idiot!" she pulled his shirt off and kissed the already forming bruise under his ribs, then placed the ice bag on it. "You didn't have to kick me, and it was on purpose too. You call me a jerk." She kissed him to shut him up. In response he started to pull off her shirt. "Don't try it." "Damn it Asuka! Are we just going to do THIS forever? We are-." "I'm not going to have sex with you Shinji. It's disgusting. I can barely take pleasure in 'this' because it's so degrading. But-." She ran a hand down his face. "I can't stop it."
--
Two men from NERV intelligence Hyuuga were the only people who knew that the unseen acting commander of NERV was Ritsuko. In her head, she was still getting back at Gendo-and in order for that to happen, She'd forced the Magi Systems into just below operational parameters, so that they couldn't botch her plans again. She was carrying out disturbing experiments with LCL, knowing full well that people were in it. She tried to find how Instrumentality worked, with out causing another impact. Three years ago she'd been drawn to where NERV once was. In seconds, she watched it reappear before her eyes. Hidden once again below the Geo-Front. As time passed other members of NERV crawled their way there. Just a few days earlier, she sent out an order through Hyuuga to begin scanning to be sure there would be no interference. She was confident no one knew that the Blue Pattern was actually NERV, except for her. She stood in the darkened balcony over Central Dogma, a cigarette in he fingers, unlit. "I guess it's time to make myself seen." She flipped a switch, illuminating the platform. Aoba and Maya both snapped around to see who was above them, not even noticing that Hyuuga hadn't moved.
"Dr. Akagi!" Maya cried excitedly. "Lt.s" "You're back. . ." Aoba started. "I have been, and I've also been busy. I have more duties than I'm used to as Commander." "You're the-what about Misato?"
Ritsuko lit her cigarette. "She can't carry out what must be done." She took a drag. "We're launching an attack."
"On what? The search crew turned up nothing. The readings must be a bug in the system-."
Ritsuko smiled. "I think you might be right, what with all the LCL around, who knows what's in there. Either way, our target is below Tokyo- 3. In the sewers. That is our target."
The three listened to this for a moment, but it was Hyuuga who spoke. "Uh- With out pilots what do we attack with?"
"Let me be more specific, we aren't really attacking anything. Our next 'target' is our new pilot."
---
"I'm gonna-." Asuka was cut off by a kiss. "Kill-." Another, "You!" Both she and Shinji had their shirts off, and their futons were jammed together. Shinji was incessantly trying to pin herm and she was rolling over in order to pin him instead. This was broken by kissing every few seconds. "Please." Shinji asked pleadingly. "No! I already told you-." She felt something press against her that wasn't his hands. "Pervert! I said no!" she snapped and rolled away, pulling her blanket snugly around her.
---
A confused teenager ran through the sewers below Tokyo-3. She was scared because she was literally running blind-the tunnels were pitch black. She was terrified and that terror was doubled when three guards with light topped riffles cornered her. "Freeze! Freeze! Right now, hands up!" "Identify yourself!" "He said don't move!"
The girl was shaking. "I-I'm-my name. . .I can't." She paused. "Azumi. Azumi Suzuki."
"You're coming with us." "What'd I do?" "Don't ask questions! Cuff her."
One of the guards shouldered his gun a placed shackles around Azumi's wrists, then marched her down the tunnel.
---
Asuka and Shinji followed each other out of the room the next morning. Klaus gave them a small wave from the couch. "You sleep?" Asuka asked. "A little." "Good." She cast an angry glance toward Shinji. "I didn't."
"Misato up yet?" Shinji asked him. Then shook his head as if disgusted at himself. "I forgot, he doesn't understand." "Baka boy wants to know if Misato is up yet." "Mmm-no, went to bed late after talking to me."
Asuka sighed an entered the kitchen. "Guess I'll cook breakfast. Never got to have the last one I cooked."
As she moved to the stove, Shinji and Klaus were thrown into an awkward silence. Klaus smiled at him, and followed Asuka into the kitchen.
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Perspective: Shinji
It makes me sick. We've never even told each other "I love you," or anything like that, not once. The marriage thing, I guess it was to keep us-to let us cling to something good in something terrible. I could tell Klaus was trying to seduce her. What scared me even more was I didn't really seem to care. Sure I like the contact we have, pretty sure she does too, but I don't think the love is mutual. I think its just me-but, do I have the guts to say it?
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Shinji twitched and then blinked, shaking sleep from his mind. Nine years ago he would have done nothing about Klaus, right now, he was willing to wring the guy's neck. Yet, something was holding him back. At first he told himself it was because he didn't care, but now, he thought, -what makes Asuka happy, makes me happy.- And, Asuka seemed pretty happy.
---
Azumi kept her head bowed as she sat alone in a darkened room. There was a desk in front of her, stacks of papers, a laptop and a cup of stale coffee adorned it. The laptop and coffee mug were both emblazoned with the NERV logo. -What the hell is NERV?- she thought. She'd been silent since she got there, and was feeling sick with unease. She was relatively sure she'd been there for at least six hours. Eternity was churning away and after what seemed like hours, (it wasn't) the door opened at the far end of the room, and a tall female figure appeared. A backlit shadow, features indiscernible.
"Azumi Suzuki?"
She looked p weakly and nodded. "Who else would I be? How many others have you done this to?" The figure entered the room, flipping a light switch as she did so. "I'm Dr. Ritsuko Akagi, acting commander of NERV."
"What is NERV?"
"Not what it used to be." She whispered. "Now that I'm in charge." She sat across from Azumi, and shuffled through the top of a paper stack. "Read this." she ordered, and moved behind Azumi to un-cuff her. She then placed a large stack of papers before her. "It should clarify things. It's been eight years since you last saw this planet."
"Eigh-eight years?!"
Ritsuko picked up the coffee cup. "I'm going to freshen this up. Are you hungry?"
Azumi nodded.
"Right, take that, and follow me. We'll go down to the cafeteria."
"Thanks."
---
End CH.
Hope you enjoyed it, more soon I hope!
Disclaimer: I don't own EVA, or any of the characters. But, I do own Klaus and Azumi. They are original characters made for this Fic.
Enjoy!
---- Ritsuko Akagi leaned back in the computer chair she occupied. "Asuka needs to be dealt with." She sighed and shook her head. "Look what this works doing to you, you're talking to your self again. . ." She scolded. "But, she does have to be retrieved."
"So just because she wouldn't pilot, you infect her? I really don't understand you any more. . . er. . . sir, ma'am." A voice stuttered from the doorway.
"It was just dumb luck. You know that. Besides, it worked. That's all that matters."
"How do we know it worked?"
"Stop asking so many questions. It's aggravating. And get back to your post before someone notices you're gone."
"Sure."
---
Asuka woke up again two hours later. Amidst a stain on the white floor lay a young man, slightly damp with LCL. She didn't want to think about how he'd gotten out. His hair was strawberry-blonde, with wisps of light brown. His eyes were closed, but he was awake, because a few seconds later he spoke.
"Where am I?"
She turned away from him. "My room." She snapped, as if it were obvious.
"H--how'd I get here?"
"I--." She stopped short when it struck her that she was speaking German. It being her native language, she hadn't even realized it. It was almost a reflex. "I dunno."
He slowly sat up as well. "I remember being at peace, then realized it was too good to be true. Then I was here."
"Took you eight years to figure it out."
"Huh?"
"Third Impact happened eight years ago." She replied turning to face him. He had piercing turquoise eyes, and looked as if here were about 18.
"Wow." His clothing was non-descript, black top and bottom a faded red button down over it. "Erm. . .I'm Klaus, Klaus Siegfried von Slemmen."
"Asuka. Asuka Langley Sor-Ikari."
He bit his lip. "Sounds sorta familiar."
-Well, you were inside me for almost a day.- she thought. "Side affect. Maybe you knew someone who knew me when you shared being with the rest of the world."
"Where are we geographically?"
"Tokyo-3. Technically speaking, Tokyo-4, since it was re-born."
"Tokyo. . .Japan?"
"No, Tokyo Australia."
He looked at her confused, dazed brain not registering the sarcasm.
"What are you dense? Of course we're in Japan!" She buried her face in her hands and massaged her temples. "If you're hungry, there's food outside."
He sat there staring at her an odd smile on his face.
"What?"
"Mien Gott you're hot,"
She restrained her self from slapping him, some how, he was cuter than Shinji. Not that that meant much, or made him that cute either. After a moment, he got to her feet. "Guess I'll escort you then."
"Asuka!! Who you talkin' to in there? Are you seeing someone behind Shinji's back?" Misato joked outside. When Asuka stepped out the door, she gave the woman a look that could easily melt diamonds. "This is the result of the noodle incident. At least its out of me now." She snapped, and then turned to Klaus, and pushed him out the door. "Schnell!" "What did you just tell them?" "That you appeared out of no where, now sit. I'll translate for you." She forced him to the floor. "This is Klaus. He can't speak a word of Japanese. So, I get to show off my intelligence." "She didn't grow up, did she?" Kaji asked Shinji, ribbing the younger man with his elbow. "I heard that. . .Feed him. And try to keep Misato from cooking." "Hey!" the former NERV major protested. "Katsuragi, he was just reborn. His body is so fragile, you might kill him." Misato growled, and seconds later, a pillow hit Kaji with a shocking amount of force. "This is Shinji, Misato and Kaji." Klaus nodded. "We do have room for him, right?" Shinji asked. "Kaji and I are sharing my room, so there should be." Asuka nodded with satisfaction, and sat down, joining the rest.
---
Somewhere below Tokyo-3, another person was reborn to a rather disgusting wake up call, in the sewers.
---
Hyuuga slipped back into his seat with a small sigh. "Where were ya?" Aoba questioned. He felt the urge not to answer. "I was with the Temp-Commander." "Who is that?" Maya questioned. "I didn't see, it was too dark. . ." "You didn't recognize the voice?" Aoba asked and burst out laughing. He shrugged, quickly changing the subject. "What are we going to do? That Angel, or whatever, it's still around." "Reading says it's right on top of us. No one's seen anything." Maya whispered. "If I knew who was in charge, it would make my job a little easier." Aoba muttered. Maya, for about the tenth time that day, mumbled something about Ritsuko, causing her fellow bridge bunnies to roll their eyes. "She's not coming back Maya. There's barely any of us left." Hyuuga bit his lip and bowed his head. He returned to working, hoping the false reading would be over soon.
---
Klaus lay on the couch listening to Asuka and Shinji argue in the next room. He had insisted on sleeping on there, so as not to infringe. He had no clue what the couple argued about, he just knew it was late. "Er- Guten Nacht." Misato stumble on the words upon entering the room. Klaus nodded. "Guten Nacht." He replied. He glanced at the digital clock glowing on the wall. "Or should I say Guten Morgen." He mumbled. To this she said something indiscernible to him, which he wouldn't have understood even if he did speak Japanese. She moved to the fridge, and after pulling out a beer, offered him one as well. "Nein." He shook his head. "Ah- No." "You speak English?" she questioned. He blinked for a moment. "Yeah." "Alright!!" Her shout scared him. "Now we can communicate." "They always like that?" he asked gesturing toward Shinji and Asuka's room. "I guess so. They were when they were younger." She sighed. I can try to get you home, but. . ." "Don't know how much of home is even there." A loud bang echoed from the next room during a break in the arguing. The apartment was draped in silence for an awkward moment or so, before Shinji Stumbled out of the room, grabbed an ice bag from the freezer and returned to the room. He paid no attention to Misato or Klaus. Klaus turned toward Misato, and raised an eyebrow. "Just ignore it." Misato whispered.
--- "I think you're scaring him." Asuka snapped. "You'd be scared too, if you couldn't understand what anyone around you was saying. Sounds like he's talking to Misato. . .don't know that much English I can't-." "They're talking about us idiot!" she pulled his shirt off and kissed the already forming bruise under his ribs, then placed the ice bag on it. "You didn't have to kick me, and it was on purpose too. You call me a jerk." She kissed him to shut him up. In response he started to pull off her shirt. "Don't try it." "Damn it Asuka! Are we just going to do THIS forever? We are-." "I'm not going to have sex with you Shinji. It's disgusting. I can barely take pleasure in 'this' because it's so degrading. But-." She ran a hand down his face. "I can't stop it."
--
Two men from NERV intelligence Hyuuga were the only people who knew that the unseen acting commander of NERV was Ritsuko. In her head, she was still getting back at Gendo-and in order for that to happen, She'd forced the Magi Systems into just below operational parameters, so that they couldn't botch her plans again. She was carrying out disturbing experiments with LCL, knowing full well that people were in it. She tried to find how Instrumentality worked, with out causing another impact. Three years ago she'd been drawn to where NERV once was. In seconds, she watched it reappear before her eyes. Hidden once again below the Geo-Front. As time passed other members of NERV crawled their way there. Just a few days earlier, she sent out an order through Hyuuga to begin scanning to be sure there would be no interference. She was confident no one knew that the Blue Pattern was actually NERV, except for her. She stood in the darkened balcony over Central Dogma, a cigarette in he fingers, unlit. "I guess it's time to make myself seen." She flipped a switch, illuminating the platform. Aoba and Maya both snapped around to see who was above them, not even noticing that Hyuuga hadn't moved.
"Dr. Akagi!" Maya cried excitedly. "Lt.s" "You're back. . ." Aoba started. "I have been, and I've also been busy. I have more duties than I'm used to as Commander." "You're the-what about Misato?"
Ritsuko lit her cigarette. "She can't carry out what must be done." She took a drag. "We're launching an attack."
"On what? The search crew turned up nothing. The readings must be a bug in the system-."
Ritsuko smiled. "I think you might be right, what with all the LCL around, who knows what's in there. Either way, our target is below Tokyo- 3. In the sewers. That is our target."
The three listened to this for a moment, but it was Hyuuga who spoke. "Uh- With out pilots what do we attack with?"
"Let me be more specific, we aren't really attacking anything. Our next 'target' is our new pilot."
---
"I'm gonna-." Asuka was cut off by a kiss. "Kill-." Another, "You!" Both she and Shinji had their shirts off, and their futons were jammed together. Shinji was incessantly trying to pin herm and she was rolling over in order to pin him instead. This was broken by kissing every few seconds. "Please." Shinji asked pleadingly. "No! I already told you-." She felt something press against her that wasn't his hands. "Pervert! I said no!" she snapped and rolled away, pulling her blanket snugly around her.
---
A confused teenager ran through the sewers below Tokyo-3. She was scared because she was literally running blind-the tunnels were pitch black. She was terrified and that terror was doubled when three guards with light topped riffles cornered her. "Freeze! Freeze! Right now, hands up!" "Identify yourself!" "He said don't move!"
The girl was shaking. "I-I'm-my name. . .I can't." She paused. "Azumi. Azumi Suzuki."
"You're coming with us." "What'd I do?" "Don't ask questions! Cuff her."
One of the guards shouldered his gun a placed shackles around Azumi's wrists, then marched her down the tunnel.
---
Asuka and Shinji followed each other out of the room the next morning. Klaus gave them a small wave from the couch. "You sleep?" Asuka asked. "A little." "Good." She cast an angry glance toward Shinji. "I didn't."
"Misato up yet?" Shinji asked him. Then shook his head as if disgusted at himself. "I forgot, he doesn't understand." "Baka boy wants to know if Misato is up yet." "Mmm-no, went to bed late after talking to me."
Asuka sighed an entered the kitchen. "Guess I'll cook breakfast. Never got to have the last one I cooked."
As she moved to the stove, Shinji and Klaus were thrown into an awkward silence. Klaus smiled at him, and followed Asuka into the kitchen.
---
Perspective: Shinji
It makes me sick. We've never even told each other "I love you," or anything like that, not once. The marriage thing, I guess it was to keep us-to let us cling to something good in something terrible. I could tell Klaus was trying to seduce her. What scared me even more was I didn't really seem to care. Sure I like the contact we have, pretty sure she does too, but I don't think the love is mutual. I think its just me-but, do I have the guts to say it?
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Shinji twitched and then blinked, shaking sleep from his mind. Nine years ago he would have done nothing about Klaus, right now, he was willing to wring the guy's neck. Yet, something was holding him back. At first he told himself it was because he didn't care, but now, he thought, -what makes Asuka happy, makes me happy.- And, Asuka seemed pretty happy.
---
Azumi kept her head bowed as she sat alone in a darkened room. There was a desk in front of her, stacks of papers, a laptop and a cup of stale coffee adorned it. The laptop and coffee mug were both emblazoned with the NERV logo. -What the hell is NERV?- she thought. She'd been silent since she got there, and was feeling sick with unease. She was relatively sure she'd been there for at least six hours. Eternity was churning away and after what seemed like hours, (it wasn't) the door opened at the far end of the room, and a tall female figure appeared. A backlit shadow, features indiscernible.
"Azumi Suzuki?"
She looked p weakly and nodded. "Who else would I be? How many others have you done this to?" The figure entered the room, flipping a light switch as she did so. "I'm Dr. Ritsuko Akagi, acting commander of NERV."
"What is NERV?"
"Not what it used to be." She whispered. "Now that I'm in charge." She sat across from Azumi, and shuffled through the top of a paper stack. "Read this." she ordered, and moved behind Azumi to un-cuff her. She then placed a large stack of papers before her. "It should clarify things. It's been eight years since you last saw this planet."
"Eigh-eight years?!"
Ritsuko picked up the coffee cup. "I'm going to freshen this up. Are you hungry?"
Azumi nodded.
"Right, take that, and follow me. We'll go down to the cafeteria."
"Thanks."
---
End CH.
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