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Title: Full Metal Evangelion Book 1 Chapter 5
Author: Dead^Meat ( deadmeat@bhlegend.com )
ICQ: 7790861 (Auth. req – state who you are when you ask)
Dates of revision: 2002-12-01 v 0.05 (Started)
2003-05-30 ch5 publish version 1.0
* Disclaimer: Characters from Neon Genesis Evangelion have been used without permission. All characters contained in this work are copyright GAINAX, Project EVA, Movic, AD Vision and Manga Entertainment.
* Quick-list of various Japanese words/phrases used, and it's translation.
Baka = idiot
Hai = yes
Hentai = perverted, pervert, someone perverted
* Reading:
"d" - Denotes speaking
'd' - Denotes thinking
_d_ - Denotes punctuation
|d| - Denotes sound effects
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Chapter five: Cause for joy, cause for pain******************************************************************
Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, the large, sleek submarine vessel called the Geofront cruised slowly along the surface on wide-open, international waters.
"Sir, we have reached the calculated distance. What are your orders, sir?" The crewman requested, waiting for his orders from Vice-Commander Fuyutsuki.
"Commander …" Fuyutsuki asked in return.
"Launch the Steyr Missile." The Commander ordered after a slight hesitation.
"Launch the Steyr Missile!" Fuyutsuki immediately echoed.
"Launching the Steyr Missiles at the given co-ordinates, sir!"
"Launch completed in three … two … one …" The crewman counted down, and soon felt a slight shaking in the command module as the Steyr Missile left the Geofront.
"Launch confirmed, Steyr Missile heading towards target. ETA in approximately two hours and thirty-four minutes. Your orders, sir?"
"Take us to a suitable cruising depth, then head for 4 – 5 – 2, Lieutenant Aoba. We will await the results from a safe distance." Fuyutsuki ordered.
"Aye aye, sir."
With this part of the mission completed, Vice-Commander Fuyutsuki finally allowed himself to relax, feeling the tension drip away from him.
He then recalled something he had stowed away in his mind, which caused him to frown. As he suspected, his boss suddenly voiced the same thought he was having.
"If this goes well…" The Commander quietly commented.
"If everything goes as planned …" Fuyutsuki added.
"Then he'll return."
"Yes. He will return."
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"All right, everyone. Listen up." Hikari said, standing in front of the class, waiting patiently for everyone to quiet down.
"As you all know, there have been a slight mistake during planning, which means that our annual class trip will take place as soon as next week.
For those of you who are interested of going on this class trip, please sign up on this form right here, I'll pin it up at the back of the classroom during break."
"Say, Hikari?" A classmate said, raising his hand.
"Yes, Ryoma?"
"Where are we going, this year? Not to Osaka again, I hope!" A general agreement broke out among the students, who started to demand an answer.
"Please, calm down!" Hikari bid them, waving with her hands.
"Shut up!" Touji yelled from his desk at the back, and the class immediately quieted down.
"… Thank you, Touji. Anyway, first of all, no, we're not going to Osaka this year." At this, the class broke out in joyous cheers, smiling broadly at the good news. "Secondly," Hikari continued, ignoring the others, "you are required to either bring a swimsuit with you, or bring money to buy one." At this comment, everyone quieted down in a stunned silence, all wide-eyed and hopeful. At last, someone voiced their collective hope, putting everything in these few words.
"Are … are we going to Okinawa?"
"Yes."
It took at least fifteen minutes for the teacher to calm the ecstatic class down again.
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"So, will you guys sign up for the trip?" Hikari asked Shinji and Touji, as they stood and hung around by the window during break.
"Well, it kind of depends, I'm not sure if we've got time…" Shinji said hesitantly, sounding unsure.
"We're going, you know." Asuka said, joining up with the group. Catching the eye of Shinji, she continued. "Doesn't that kind of decide everything, then?"
"Don't get me wrong, we'd love to, but we're still not sure if we'd have permission or not." Shinji cast down his eyes, uncertainty shining through.
"Oh, but, even if you're not sure, you should sign up anyway." Hikari suggested, handing them the list.
"Signing up on the list doesn't make it mandatory, you know. It's just an estimate, to see about how many who're interested."
"Oh!" Touji exclaimed, a smile growing back on his face. "Then there's no problem with us signing up! Right, Shinji?"
"Nope, no problem at all." Shinji agreed, feeling relieved.
"So, how much time do we have until we're required to pay for the trip?"
"Tomorrow, and after that we'll be leaving in two days." Hikari replied.
"What? That soon? That's rather sudden!" Touji pointed out.
"Yes, I know! It's all rather abrupt, but we're going somewhere other than Osaka! That's all that matters!" Hikari added cheerfully.
"Never been anywhere but Osaka, Hikari?" Shinji asked thoughtlessly, resulting in a glare from Asuka.
"No … I haven't travelled as much as you guys…" she admitted, sighing unhappily.
"Well! Sometimes got to be the first time, right?" Touji noted cheerfully, getting a smile from Hikari as a reward.
"Shinji, would you come with me for a second?" Asuka asked, tugging on his sleeve.
"Huh? Oh, yes, of course." Shinji complied, curious of Asuka's intentions as he followed her out of class and up on the roof.
Taking a deep breath, he enjoyed the chill breeze that swirled through the roof, playing agitatedly with Asuka's crimson red hair. Watching her leaning on the rail, staring out over the rooftops of Tokyo-3, he asked her what she had on her mind.
"You … you haven't followed me as diligently as before, Shinji … am I boring you?"
"What? No, of course not!" Shinji denied fervently, unable to hide the shock on his face, as Asuka's inquisitive eyes stared at him. "It's just that …" not completing the sentence, he hesitated slightly, and then sighed wearily before joining her by the rail, staring glumly down at the ground far below them.
"I've got other orders, you see … I have to prepare myself for what may come, in the future. But don't worry, we've got other people covering you, now."
"Wow, that's just great." Asuka noted sarcastically, glaring up at Shinji. "I've already told you that I didn't want someone else, haven't I?"
"Y-yes, but … I mean … oh well, I guess I can go out for exercise in the middle of the night, instead." Shinji admitted, in defeat, not really looking forward to it.
But this time, it was Asuka's turn to sigh.
"No it's … fine now, I guess. But umm, are you doing something after school today? Or will you be busy?" Considering her frown, Shinji instantly knew which one was the right answer.
"I've … got time today, as a matter of fact, hehe…"
"Good! Then call off your goons, I don't want them around while I'm buying swimsuits."
"Swimsuits?"
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A rather nervous looking young man was standing, alone, in the middle of the women's swimsuit section. Blushing, he was constantly looking around, not daring to let his eyes linger too long on a single piece. He seriously considered closing his eyes for the remainder of his time in this hall of sin, but dared not, in case his friend caught him doing so. He had learned that she could be very evil.
Very evil indeed.
"Shinji, come on! What are you standing there for?"
"I'm … coming. Urgh." Not appreciating his own unintended pun, he shook his head in shame, and followed the voice of his tormentor.
Finding her browsing through another rack of colourful, two piece swimsuits, he forced himself to look away. Noticing a yellow two-piece, he stared at it, not being able to stop himself from imagining how Asuka would look like with it … on.
"Hey!" Asuka whispered into his ear.
Startled, Shinji quickly backed away, staring wide-eyed at a red-haired vixen standing in front of him, glaring coldly into his eyes.
"God…" Asuka sighed, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're such a wimp sometimes, you know that? Have you never been in a lingerie store or something before? They didn't have those wherever you came from?"
"N-… I mean, uh … I've never had a reason … before."
Catching his point, she rolled her eyes in mock disbelief, then turned to see what had caught Shinji's attention.
"Hey, you've got great taste." Asuka noted, taking the yellow piece from the rack. Then she realised what she just said. "I mean, eh, it might be good enough. I think I'll try this on, just for fun."
Turning away from him, she gathered the other selected pieces, and headed off towards the testing booth.
Shinji trailed along quietly, not believing his dumb luck.
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'Nah, this one is too frilly … and on a second thought, this one just looks stupid.' Quickly discarding the disapproved pieces, she quickly went through the rest of the chosen ones.
'Maybe this one … no, too flashy. Too small. This one's too b-… too daring. Ack, why did I ever choose this one? Hrm, the yellow one is nice … I guess I'll try it on.'
Making sure that the booth was properly closed, and that the hentai was waiting at a safe distance, she quickly took off her clothes and tried the swimsuit on.
'Wow.' Striking a pose, she admired herself in the mirror, wondering about Shinji's reaction when he sees it. The thought of opening the booth and striking a daring pose, dazzling him to see his reaction sounded exciting, but was quickly discarded as well.
'Hrm. I guess this one will do.' Having made her mind, she changed back into her school uniform, and left the booth with the yellow piece as the single victor. Handing it to Shinji, she motioned for him to head for the cashier, which he did after a slight hesitation.
Reaching the female cashier, he handed it to her, who scanned for the price and wrapped it up.
Catching Asuka's eyes, the cashier smiled warmly, and commented.
"Very nice of your boyfriend to come and buy this with you."
Dumbfounded, both teenagers stared at her, who was again busy wrapping the swimsuit.
"Uh, yes, he is …" Asuka admitted, blushing.
Shinji stared disbelievingly at her downcast eyes, then quickly whipped out a credit card for the smiling cashier.
"Th-, thanks …" Shinji stammered, blushing involuntarily.
"You're very welcome."
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"It's your fault, baka-Shinji!"
"I'm sorry!" Shinji proclaimed, raising his arms to protect his head from the inevitable blows that would soon rain upon the poor young man.
"Why did you say that we were dating to that bitch?!" Asuka fumed, casting fatal glares on the cowering wimp in front of her.
"I, I didn't! She just assumed…"
"Well, _you_ certainly did absolutely squat to deny her deceitful lies!" Asuka accused, bashing on Shinji's imperfect shield with a rolled-up magazine.
"B-but! You …" Luckily, Shinji managed to stop himself from pointing out who it was that first admitted the probability of a certain relationship between the two of them. He was not yet ready to die.
"But what, huh, baka-Shinji!" Asuka stabbed his abdomen with the magazine, forcing him to bend over and drop the guard over his head.
"N-nothing. Nothing at all." Shinji wheezed, defeated both physically, and mentally.
"Hrmp!" Asuka sneered, gave him one square on the head, then started off, leaving him behind. After a couple of long strides, she looked back over her shoulder to see her would-be bodyguard stand motionless, hesitating between doing his duty, or avoiding bloodshed.
"Well, come on, baka! I haven't got all day!"
"Yes, ma'am."
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As part of his penance, Asuka had him buy her an extra-large ice cream at a riverside café they were passing by. But it turned out that she couldn't finish it alone, so they shared it, looking out over the park, enjoying the evening sun on their faces.
Casting a sneak glance at the young man sitting beside her, she worriedly wondered if she had gone too far with her shameless accuses.
Noticing her stare, he smiled serenely at her, as if nothing had happened at all.
This irritated her profusely, but she managed to keep it to herself.
Barely.
"So, you think you've got yours on dry land now, don't you?"
"Well…" Shinji began, but stopped himself, hesitating. Then he blurted it out. "I don't mind, really. As long as I'm still with you. As a bodyguard, I mean! Eh … no, forget I ever said anything."
Asuka sighed, tiredly, but finally relented, releasing the tension she had built up over the last hour.
"Oh, just forget it. Just … try not to make any more mistakes, okay?"
"Yes ma'am. I'll do my very best."
"Good. Now let's head home, I need a shower."
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"Yo, head over to base, bro. I'm almost there."
"I'll be right over." Shinji replied, then cut the connection. Tugging on his shoes, he silently closed the door on his apartment, and then took a step over to check that Asuka's door was properly locked.
Having confirmed that, Shinji walked away, trusting the surveillance team to keep her covered.
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Entering the now familiar café, Shinji nodded at the waitress, then slipped into the staff area. Walking along the corridor, he made his way towards the Major's office, and knocked on the door.
"Come in, Shinji." A voice he knew very well responded, and he opened the door.
"Attack!"
"Yaaaah!" Shinji screamed, instantly backing away. But he was not fast enough. A cold, smelly liquid gushed all over him, covering his face, burning his eyes. Quickly, he tried to wipe it all away with his sleeve, taking on a defensive position while straining to open his eyes and see his assailant.
"Ahahahaha! Got you!" Touji laughed merrily, trying hard to hold back the happy tears.
"I'm so sorry, Shinji, but I couldn't stop it!" Misato lied openly, grinning like a Cheshire cat in front of a stranded, helpless fish.
Shinji glared at them, his brows furrowed in held-back anger, then proceeded to ignore them, going for a towel to wipe himself off with.
"Sorry, bro, but I couldn't help myself. Besides, you should never let your guard down!" Touji grinned, smearing cheap honey all over his evil tricks. All while their boss just smiled, nodding.
"I hope you guys had fun." Shinji muttered, still drying his head off with a towel, frowning at the smell of beer burrowing deep into his clothes. "So, what's the occasion?"
"Guess what, Shinji! We're on holiday!" Touji exclaimed, raising his arms in victory.
Shinji turned to look at his boss, Major Misato Katsuragi, in apparent puzzlement.
"It's true. HQ successfully completed a vital mission. They bombed some military research center somewhere in Siberia, and now our mission is on hold. There might not be any more reason for anyone to try to kidnap the girls!"
"Oh. That's … great." Shinji smiled, not sounding too convincing.
Misato stared at him for a while, then smiled.
"You're on some real vacation now, and what you do on your vacation is up to you, Shinji." Misato pointed out, gently squeezing his shoulder.
"True." Shinji agreed, feeling slightly better.
"We can go on that school trip, bro! Isn't that great? It's been a damn long time since I last went on one of those!"
"If I recall correctly, you've never been on one."
"And it's about time, isn't it?" Touji winked, smiling widely.
"Sounds like a plan, guys. I'll be here and take my own kind of vacation, in case there's anything."
"Misato, you really shouldn't…"
"Hey! I'm your boss now, remember? Use the correct title when addressing me!" Misato glared in mock-anger."
"Hai hai." Shinji sighed, but smiled never the less.
A beeping sound interrupted the three of them, and Misato went over to her desk to answer the call. Listening to the swiftly spoken report, her features suddenly turned grim. Hanging up, she turned towards the two young men, frowning.
"A suspicious character has been spotted near Asuka's apartment, trying to climb the balconies up towards her balcony. We move out now, right away."
"Yes sir." The two young men chorused, saluting.
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Asuka rinsed the last of the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher, gently closing it. Wiping off her hand on a towel, she took a quick survey over the kitchen area, making sure that the stove was off and everything else in order. Arching her back, Asuka raised her arms high up in the air, and stretched tiredly with all her might. Breathing out, she let her arms drop, and walked off towards the bathroom.
'Now then, I really feel like a nice, warm bath.'
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Fifteen minutes later, Touji was in position, lying on a rooftop on the opposite side of Asuka's balcony, peering through a night-vision enhanced scope, gently caressing the trigger on the PSG 91 sniper rifle in his hands.
With the hastily whispered help he received from one of the surveillance guys lying next to him, he finally spotted the shape of someone in black clothes clinging onto a balcony below the targets.
"Shit, Shinji, he's almost there. Hurry up!" Touji quietly urged into his headphone.
"Almost … almost … done!" Shinji finished attaching the ropes to his vest, took a good hold onto it, and proceeded to jump off from the roof.
Regulating his drop by adjusting his grip on the rope like an expert mountain-climber, Shinji quickly reached the correct balcony, and let go of the rope.
Crashing down on the back of the intruder, Shinji quickly whipped out his gun, training it at the back of the intruder's head.
"I'm currently aiming a 9mm at the back of your head, so be a smart guy and stay still." The man below him complied, spreading his arms out away from his torso while being patted for weapons. Noticing the intruder clenching a piece of white clothing in his right hand, Shinji seized it, and quickly stuffed it in his pocket for later examination.
Finding a wallet, Shinji flipped it open and found himself staring down at a school-id card.
"What the … Kensuke?"
"Please, don't shoot me!" Kensuke cried, flailing with his arms while being turn on his back by Shinji. Looking down on his eye-clenching, terrified classmate, he quickly assessed the situation, and holstered his gun.
"Look at me!" Shinji tersely ordered, wanting him to stop with this ridiculous cowering.
"No! I never saw your face! I won't say anything!"
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Kensuke opened his eyes in shock, and stared up at a frowning Shinji.
"Sh-shinji? Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Never mind that, what are _you_ doing here?" Shinji demanded, sitting down besides.
"I … I … I'm sorry!"
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After Kensuke had finally calmed down, Shinji again demanded an explanation. The young man in glasses sitting in front of him sighed wearily, looking very sad and dispirited.
"I was blackmailed."
"You were blackmailed? How? By whom?"
"Some seniors at the judo club. They found one of my guns one day when I brought it along to school, and told me that if I didn't want to get expelled, I'd have to get them a pair of Asuka's panties. I didn't know what else to do!" At this, Kensuke once again burst out into tears.
"There there." Shinji said, trying to comfort him.
"Aww cripes." Touji said on the headphone, having listened to the entire conversation. "Let's pack up and move out, guys. Shinji, take care of that dude, kay?"
"Sure." Shinji agreed, patting Kensuke's hunched form.
"What in the hell!" Asuka yelled, slamming open the balcony door.
"Huh?" Shinji, surprised, turned around to see a still wet Asuka, covered with a long, damp towel, holding a long, wooden baseball bat.
"Oh shit."
"Oh shit indeed!" Asuka growled, swinging the bat against Shinji's torso. Parrying it, Shinji cried out "Go! Get away, now!" Kensuke hastily complied, shuffling over the balcony.
Turning his attention back to Asuka, he felt all power drain from his body as she looked at him with malicious revulsion in her eyes.
"Have you been drinking?" Pointing at his pocket with the bat, it shook unsteadily in her hands as it received all the anger radiated by its owner. "Don't tell me that's my …"
Shinji, who just realised the same, nervously pinched the piece of white cloth hanging out of his pocket, and pulled it out. Spreading it out between his two hands, he saw that it indeed, it was a pair of white panties. Asuka's white panties.
"I … I can explain!"
"Do it in the afterlife." Asuka hissed, and gave him the beating of his life.
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Not two days later, a large group of high-school students stood milling around the duty-free shops and cafés inside Tokyo3 International Airport, waiting for departure to Okinawa. Two of them sat quietly at a table, one rubbing his shoulder, the other fiddling with something in his hand, each deep into their own thoughts.
"Oh, get over it, Touji. Just give her the damn bracelet. I never thought you of all people would fuss around something like that."
"Hey! Stop that! Geez, you should really stop moping around. And come on, stop rubbing your shoulder, you'll just make it worse."
Sighing, Shinji forced his right hand away from his left shoulder, which still ached after two days of recovering.
"Sorry. It's just that … it was all a misunderstanding…"
"I know, bro, I know. She'll forget it sooner or later, once you stop worrying about it!"
As if on cue, both of them turned their heads to see Asuka, blood-red and incensed, yelling at another classmate because of something trivial, while Hikari desperately tried to calm her down. Suddenly, Asuka shot the both of them a look that could kill a wild boar, then proceeded to ignore them.
"Or maybe not."
Looking around them, they noticed that most of their classmates, and a lot of students from other classes, were glaring at them. No doubt blaming them for enraging a demon they would have to spend several hours of flight with.
"Touji, I suggest we leave for awhile. To avoid bloodshed."
"Yeah. Let's."
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Having called out and made sure that her class was lined up properly, Hikari stood next to the line, overseeing the boarding of the plane.
Catching the eye of Touji, she gave him a sad smile, which he duly responded. As both of them had to take care of their respective friends, they were separated from each other, which saddened her enormously.
Even forced to arrange a trading of seats, Hikari sullenly wondered if she could ever calm down Asuka. And God knows she's tried to.
Having got an explanation from Touji, she's tried to clarify to Asuka what had really happened, but when one of the witnesses to the whole ordeal, Kensuke, denied any involvement, and the other was Touji, she was on loose ground.
"Out for a class-trip?" A voice behind her said.
Turning around, she stared up at a middle-aged man in front of her. Black, rough-cut hair topped the soft, smiling face and sharp chin below. He was very handsome, and the old scar running diagonally through his left cheek from top to bottom made him look even cooler. His eyes looked inquiringly down on her, and she started to blush.
"Umm, yes, we're going on a class-trip to Okinawa. Are you also on this flight, mister? I thought the whole plane was booked for our school, but I'll try to keep them as quiet as possible, so that we won't disturb you."
"Oh, I'm sure I'll be fine. And the name's Mr. Gouden. Nice to meet you."
"My name's Hikari, it's nice to meet you too."
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Looking out through the window, down on the swirling, white clouds, and past that, down on the criss-cross shape of cities and landscapes, Asuka fiddled absentmindedly on the locket she was wearing around her neck.
Flipping it open and close again, she tried not to think of the picture inside of it.
Sure. She had all and every reason to be angry with Shinji. Finding him on her balcony right after she finished showering, all dressed up in combat gear and smelling like stale, dried beer, holding her panty in his hands, her mind had gone blank. Literally. And a moment later, she found herself being held back by Touji, dressed the same way as Shinji, who by then lay completely motionless on her balcony, colouring it with his blood.
Touji carried his friend out of her apartment, and left her alone, alone with the smell of old beer, sweat, and blood all over her. She had to shower again. Then thoroughly clean up her apartment. Then take yet another shower. And then lie sleepless for the rest of the night, what little was left of it.
But now that a few days have passed, and she has finally started to calm down, somewhat, and begin to think rationally again. Of course, as much as she had a reason, Shinji surely must have had a reason for being on her balcony like that. In her mind, he just wasn't the type to do this sort of thing. But of course, she could be wrong. After all, she didn't know him. Didn't know him at all.
Blinking her tears away, she clenched the locket in her fist, and tried desperately not to think about the picture inside it.
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"Hey, Shinji, how long was this flight again?" Touji whispered, breaking Shinji out of his reverie.
"Umm, two hours or something. I'm not sure, try ask Hikari."
"Well, it's been two hours now, and we just left the coast of Japan.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I mean, we're currently flying over the Japanese Ocean."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive, bro. Look out through the window and find out." Having said that, both of them looked out and through the pinkish clouds, only seeing blue water underneath, with a strip of land far, far back.
"And something else doesn't feel right."
"What would that be?"
"Where're all the stewardesses?"
Shinji first gave him a queer look, then decided to check that out for himself. Pressing the button asking for a flight-attendant, they waited for awhile, then pressed it another time. That only alerted a few of their classmates, who soon turned back to watching the in-flight movie.
"This doesn't prove anything, Touji."
"I know, bro. But I say we better check things out, and alert HQ with a distress signal."
"Check things out, sure, but alerting HQ, not yet. You going?"
"Yeah, got some business with the loo anyway. I'll be right back."
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"Yo!" Touji greeted the bored-looking man dressed in suit, who stood by the staff-quarters in the back of the plane. "You a crew-member?"
"Yes." The man replied after a slight hesitation "what can I do for you?"
"I'd like a glass of water."
"Well," the man replied and pointed at something behind Touji "there're some glasses and a canteen right over there. Help yourself."
"Oh, well, then I'd like a slice of lemon with it. If you don't mind."
"I'm sure there's a few lemons over there as well, please help yourself." The man said dismissively, waving him off.
"But they're not in slices!"
"You're welcome to borrow a knife and carve as many slices as you want." The man replied brusquely, beginning to lose his patience.
"But my mom have forbidden me to play with knives!"
"Look." The crewman grabbed hold of Touji's collar, and pulled it up, decreasing their distance to mere inches. "You just go and sit quietly like a nice little boy, alright? Or you might get injured, I mean, there's so much turbulence around, an accident happens so easily…"
"I … see your point. Well then! I'm off!" Touji cheerily grinned, shrug the mans grip off him and calmly strode away.
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"Whew!" Touji breathed out, having retaken his seat.
"I'm gonna file a complaint about the lack of services on this flight!"
"So…" Shinji said, not really looking forward to his friend's message of doom.
"It's distress-signal time, baby!"
"Damn."
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As time passed by, more and more of their fellow students started to question the length of the flight, and many even believed that they had all boarded the wrong plane. Finally, the teachers rose up to question the staff on board, who kept their mouths firmly shut. Finally, after around four hours flight, the speakers cracked on, and a rough, heavily accented voice urged everyone to get into their seats. When everyone had taken their seat, everyone was listening intently for the explanation.
"Good evening, students, this is your new captain speaking! Listen up, and listen carefully. You are now prisoners of the KFF, the Korean Freedom Fighters!"
This announcement was met by scepticism and clear outrage, and more and more students voiced their demands for an explanation, which followed shortly.
"We will soon be landing on an airstrip somewhere in Korea, so if everyone keeps calm and stays in their seats, this will all be over shortly. Please refrain from any acts of heroism, or else we will have to shoot you. And if not you, your fellow student."
Having said this, the guards situated around the plane drew their guns, casually flicking off the safety.
"And oh," the voice continued gleefully, "please fasten your seatbelts, because it will be a rough landing." And as if on cue, the turbulence started to shake the whole plane, accompanied by the shrill sound of girls screaming.
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"How are our plans progressing?"
"As planned, commander. We have contacted the Central Korean government, and their military will be on high alert, to support our actions if deemed necessary. We have also arranged for another jet to fly in and retrieve the hostages once we free them."
"And the group in question?"
"According to the data we've gathered, it seems like this is a large scale kidnapping committed by the Korean Freedom Fighters, to further their goals and free one of their leaders. But there's a high risk of that being just a cover up."
"Are they all on board the plane?"
"Yes, Commander."
"Are both of the Evangelions stored properly in the hanger?"
"It is done, Commander."
"Then we shall proceed as planned."
"Yes, Commander."
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* Author's note:
Chapter five, finally off and released.
Truth to be told, this chapter was finished a long time ago. Unfortunately, well, it was delayed for about a month, before release. Why?
Bad circumstances :P
But no sweat! Because … chapter six is finished! :D Well, almost finished, it's been out for pre-reading for about a week now, hopefully I'll get it back soon. And then, then … :)
Anyway, as you've probably noticed, things have started to take on more and more of FMP into it, but with my own, NGE-twist of things. Some surprises, some predictables, read on, and you'll find out :)
Pre-readers for this chapter are Trex and Weltall Elite, as always. I appreciate it, you guys :)
And of course, thanks to you, readers, for sticking with my slow, but large (? :)) updates.
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See you around in less than a month! :P
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Preview of chapter 6 (coming real soon!):
"Where are you taking us?" Asuka demanded, struggling against the handcuffs binding her wrists. Neither of her guards, who walked briskly alongside her, answered, or even acknowledged her question. Irritated, she stomped on the guards' foot, and tried to leap away as he gave out a yell of surprise, but was easily caught by the other guard.
Firmly held at the elbow, she was forced to move forward, resulting in her being half-dragged across the intensely illuminated airport strip. Hikari stared at it all, herself being dragged forward as well, completely helpless against the overly strong guards.
After walking for a while, in silence, they soon approached two small, similar looking mobile-barracks, raised above the ground, with a small stairway connecting to the entrance. Realising that they were about to get separated, Asuka squirmed even harder, trying to wriggle herself free from her captors.
"Let go of me! Let go!" Asuka screamed, but it was all futile. Desperately, both girls tried to keep eye-contact for as long as possible, and then they were ushered into their own, sparsely lighted barrack.
