Disclaimer: Don't own Eva. Don't own Gainax. Just making stuff up.
Author's notes: I was inspired to write this after I read a poetry
fanfiction called Cheating. It was written by SanaKL; believe me, it's
worth reading. I set this story during Shinji's month-long stay inside
Unit 01. I also figured that Shinji didn't take everything from his room
with him. He probably left some clothes, his cello, and a few other things
in his room before he left.
Other notes: This is a Word document, and I don't know how to fix the
spacing problems, so don't ask. This is a one shot story.
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Asuka, Dear Asuka
By FinalMax
A Richter Scale Production
***************************************
While Shinji was still in the inner workings of Eva Unit 01, Asuka was
looking through Shinji's things for a shirt to wear. Neither her nor
Misato were up to doing the laundry, so Asuka had to resort to taking
Shinji's shirts. As she browsed through Shinji's drawers, Asuka noticed a
notebook. On its cover, it read, "Shinji's poetry journal."
She was quite surprised when she found it. "I didn't know the baka wrote
poetry," she said to herself. She wondered, "Hmm, I wonder what he wrote
about." The red-haired intruder then opened the journal and began to read.
Most of the poems were about him trying to cope with being an Eva pilot,
his life with Misato, his father, and his own self-loathing. She wasn't
too surprised by the topics, but she was surprised about two things: 1)
how good the poems were and 2) the fact that all of them were dated.
Shinji apparently wanted to know exactly when he wrote each poem. Asuka
read the poem dated back to the day she met Shinji and was amused at how
cute it was.
**********
Asuka
Fiery, Lovely
Full of life and energy
Pilots Eva, just like me
Asuka
**********
"Well," Asuka said, "he has good taste. I wonder if he wrote anymore about
me." She read on to the night before they fought the Seventh Angel.
**********
Poor Asuka
Full of pride and full of pain
She hides her eyes, so full of rain
How I wish to take it away
How I wish she would stay
I only wish that she would see
Something redeeming in one like me
Asuka
**********
"What the hell is he talking about?" said the redhead. "What pain? I
didn't expect him to write something so somber about me. Maybe, he wrote
something else about me." She read the poem dated just after the fight
with the Eighth Angel.
**********
Asuka, Dear Asuka
I almost lost you today
I desperately need for you to stay
I can't live without you for even a day
I love you, Asuka, I really do
If you would say that you loved me too
I'd die happy to protect just you
Asuka
**********
When she finished reading it, she was absolutely speechless. He loves me?!
That baka really loves me? It's impossible. After all that I've done to
him, he could love . . . me. "Mein Gott im Himmel!" exclaimed Asuka. "He
loved me the whole time, and he never said anything about it. Why am I so
upset? Is that why he fights so hard? Was that his secret the whole
time?"
Tears came streaming down her face as she reread the poem again and again.
She ran out of his room to think about why she felt this way. Baka, no
wonder you were invincible. I hate to admit it, but I'm glad that you love
me. Shinji, come back to me. I want to tell you that . . . I love you.
She had no need to read his poetry anymore; she was afraid that he might
have changed his mind about her.
However, she had nothing to worry about. After he emerged from Unit 01,
Shinji stayed by her side. He was surprised at first, until he noticed his
open notebook on his bed. Then he understood why Asuka was being so kind
and loving. That evening, as Asuka watching TV, Shinji sat right next to
her. He took her hand into his and read a new poem he wrote that day.
**********
Asuka, Dear Asuka
I'm glad you read my book
I don't mind how long it took
For you to know I love you
You are my love; you are my life
One day, I hope you'll be my wife
Because I know you love me too
My Dear, Sweet Asuka
**********
And with that said, Shinji put his book down, used his free hand to turn
her face towards his, and kissed her long and deep. As their lips parted,
Asuka simply said, "Baka, your breath is tickling me. I love you, my baka
Shinji." And so, they spent the rest of the evening holding each other in
their arms. Meanwhile, Misato saw the whole scene and smiled. A single
tear of joy rolled down the guardian's cheek, as she slowly made her way to
her room.
The End
Author's notes: I was inspired to write this after I read a poetry
fanfiction called Cheating. It was written by SanaKL; believe me, it's
worth reading. I set this story during Shinji's month-long stay inside
Unit 01. I also figured that Shinji didn't take everything from his room
with him. He probably left some clothes, his cello, and a few other things
in his room before he left.
Other notes: This is a Word document, and I don't know how to fix the
spacing problems, so don't ask. This is a one shot story.
***************************************
Asuka, Dear Asuka
By FinalMax
A Richter Scale Production
***************************************
While Shinji was still in the inner workings of Eva Unit 01, Asuka was
looking through Shinji's things for a shirt to wear. Neither her nor
Misato were up to doing the laundry, so Asuka had to resort to taking
Shinji's shirts. As she browsed through Shinji's drawers, Asuka noticed a
notebook. On its cover, it read, "Shinji's poetry journal."
She was quite surprised when she found it. "I didn't know the baka wrote
poetry," she said to herself. She wondered, "Hmm, I wonder what he wrote
about." The red-haired intruder then opened the journal and began to read.
Most of the poems were about him trying to cope with being an Eva pilot,
his life with Misato, his father, and his own self-loathing. She wasn't
too surprised by the topics, but she was surprised about two things: 1)
how good the poems were and 2) the fact that all of them were dated.
Shinji apparently wanted to know exactly when he wrote each poem. Asuka
read the poem dated back to the day she met Shinji and was amused at how
cute it was.
**********
Asuka
Fiery, Lovely
Full of life and energy
Pilots Eva, just like me
Asuka
**********
"Well," Asuka said, "he has good taste. I wonder if he wrote anymore about
me." She read on to the night before they fought the Seventh Angel.
**********
Poor Asuka
Full of pride and full of pain
She hides her eyes, so full of rain
How I wish to take it away
How I wish she would stay
I only wish that she would see
Something redeeming in one like me
Asuka
**********
"What the hell is he talking about?" said the redhead. "What pain? I
didn't expect him to write something so somber about me. Maybe, he wrote
something else about me." She read the poem dated just after the fight
with the Eighth Angel.
**********
Asuka, Dear Asuka
I almost lost you today
I desperately need for you to stay
I can't live without you for even a day
I love you, Asuka, I really do
If you would say that you loved me too
I'd die happy to protect just you
Asuka
**********
When she finished reading it, she was absolutely speechless. He loves me?!
That baka really loves me? It's impossible. After all that I've done to
him, he could love . . . me. "Mein Gott im Himmel!" exclaimed Asuka. "He
loved me the whole time, and he never said anything about it. Why am I so
upset? Is that why he fights so hard? Was that his secret the whole
time?"
Tears came streaming down her face as she reread the poem again and again.
She ran out of his room to think about why she felt this way. Baka, no
wonder you were invincible. I hate to admit it, but I'm glad that you love
me. Shinji, come back to me. I want to tell you that . . . I love you.
She had no need to read his poetry anymore; she was afraid that he might
have changed his mind about her.
However, she had nothing to worry about. After he emerged from Unit 01,
Shinji stayed by her side. He was surprised at first, until he noticed his
open notebook on his bed. Then he understood why Asuka was being so kind
and loving. That evening, as Asuka watching TV, Shinji sat right next to
her. He took her hand into his and read a new poem he wrote that day.
**********
Asuka, Dear Asuka
I'm glad you read my book
I don't mind how long it took
For you to know I love you
You are my love; you are my life
One day, I hope you'll be my wife
Because I know you love me too
My Dear, Sweet Asuka
**********
And with that said, Shinji put his book down, used his free hand to turn
her face towards his, and kissed her long and deep. As their lips parted,
Asuka simply said, "Baka, your breath is tickling me. I love you, my baka
Shinji." And so, they spent the rest of the evening holding each other in
their arms. Meanwhile, Misato saw the whole scene and smiled. A single
tear of joy rolled down the guardian's cheek, as she slowly made her way to
her room.
The End