Our Guardian Gendo
by DoomaWriter
Author's notes: I'd like to thank all of you who reviewed chapter one. Since I'm so touched I'm going off my schedule and writing this second chapter a bit earlier than I intended. You know, I had originally planned to have the first chapter's story to be longer but figured that most readers didn't want to read anything over 2000 words long. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe not. Anyways here's the chapter that justifies the title.
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Chapter 2: Out of Home, Into Chaos
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Misato and Asuka stared at the sudden invaders, still unable to grasp what was going on. Though all of the men wore uniforms resembling that of a S.W.A.T. team, Misato noticed that none of them had the SEELE or NERV logo, which was a good sign. "What is all this?" she asked.
"We've got reports that a one 'Ikari Shinji' was under questionable care," Uzumaki said, pocketing her badge and replacing it with a clipboard and a pen. "Remain calm and this'll be easy."
"But you've got it all wrong!" Misato argued. "There's no reason for you to be here! I treat these kids as if they were my own. And quite frankly, I'm insulted by the mere assumption of anything less."
Upon hearing this, Uzumaki remained quiet. Misato's words were filled with sincerity. This made the intruding woman remove her glasses and to stare straight into the guardian's eyes. They were full of truth. "Frisk her!"
"Eh!?" Misato jumped back as two of the soldiers ran up to her. One of them shoved the barrel of his gun into her cheek while the other began to pat her down. "I'm telling you that this is all a waste of-"
"Handgun," The solider said as he held Misato's weapon in his gloved hand. "Fully loaded."
Uzumaki placed it in a plastic bag and then lifted it so that Misato could get a clear look. She didn't need to say anything, her face gave a look that said, "And I suppose every good guardian needs one of these?"
"Um," Misato said as sweat drops appeared across her forehead. "I can, uh, explain that."
"Save it," the spectacled madam said forcefully. She turned and started patrolling the house. "Well let's see what we have here. First, I'll inspect the fridge." Misato winced as she heard the refrigerator door open. Uzumaki dropped her pen and fell to her knees. "Its...th-the....mother load..." Never in her career had she seen so much beer in one spot. A trembling hand picked up the pen and wrote 'RAGING ALCOHOLIC' on the sheet. Glancing at the fridge again, she decided to underline it twice.
At this time Misato was adding up everything in her mind and saw it wasn't looking good. The weapon, the child's bruises, and now the king's ransom in beer. She'd need a miracle to save her.
"Wake up the boy," Uzumaki commanded one of the soldiers. "In the meantime, I'll talk to the girl in private. Two of you shall accompany us. Detain the evil one." With that the soldiers with C.W. printed on the back of their padding all surrounded Misato.
Two of them shoved their barrels into Asuka's back and motioned her to go forward. After feeling the uncomfortable jolt, Asuka slapped the troops and started yelling at them in German. The soldiers began to back off and quickly spout apologies. With a "Humph!" Asuka turned and followed Uzumaki to the kitchen table. The two guards reluctantly went as well, keeping their distance of course.
The two women sat down at opposite ends of the table. Uzumaki rested her glasses next to the confiscated gun and gave a gentle smile. "Now, little girl, can you tell me what you're name is?"
"Asuka Langley Sohryu!" she said confidentially with her arms crossed. "Now can you cut the crap and get to the point?" Asuka didn't like the idea of a bunch of strangers barging in and acting as if they're superior to her. Come on, someone superior than Asuka? Ridiculous!
"Very well," the shorthaired brunette said, putting her glasses back on and resuming her true nature. "Tell me, Asuka-chan-"
"Sohryu-san! Show respect!"
Uzumaki blinked at what the fourteen-year-old said, no, demanded. "Uh....tell me....Sohryu-san. When under Katsuragi's care, have you ever felt as if you were in any danger?"
"Of course not! Misato-san's the best provider I could ever ask for! Now do you have any more dumb questions to spit at me or can I go now?"
With a sigh, Uzumaki dismissed Asuka. *This one's not talking.* She thought. *If the boy's just as hard to crack then we won't have much to get these neglected children out of here.*
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Unfortunately, Shinji was as hard to crack as broken glass. Broken glass with lots of cracks in them. "Danger?" he asked, repeating the question. "Of course. It's part of my job. I have to put my life on the line almost all of the time. And everything I go through is enough to send anyone over the brink of insanity."
The Child Welfare agent gave a huge grin as she tried to write it all down. If one looked hard enough they could see the faint smoke coming off of the paper as she rapidly sped the tip of the pen. "Tell me, has it effected you in anyway?"
Realizing he wasn't making Misato look good, Shinji tried to make it sound positive. "It's given me a purpose!" He said. "I can keep on living because I pilot an Eva. Without it, my life would be meaningless. I'm not sure, but I think Asuka might feel the same way."
*I see.* Uzumaki thought. "You poor child. You've obviously been lectured that doing your job is all you've got! What horrible thoughts that have been force fed to you!"
Shinji looked up quickly. He could see the two soldiers behind him covering their eyes as tears ran down their cheeks. "N-no! I didn't me-"
"Ssh!" the woman said as she cupped Shinji's right hand, causing him to feel really uncomfortable in the process. "Don't worry, young one. You're going to get the help that you need." The soldiers behind Shinji began to clap their hands, though still crying. "Well, I believe I have more than enough here." With that, she let go of Shinji's hands, picked up her clipboard and walked out with the same look a lioness gives when stalking a fat gazelle with three broken legs...that had just fallen into a pool of barbeque sauce.
Shinji stared at his freed hand. The soldiers looked at each other, shrugged and left him. He sat there, staring for about another ten minutes. He didn't even notice the feathered wing reach onto the tabletop and recover Misato's gun. Shinji just sat and wondered, *What have I done?*
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"Well, everything's in order," said a harsh tone from beneath the shining glasses. "You'll need to send out the forms as soon as possible. I'll be taking the children now."
"Well this all seems fair," Misato said as she took the papers and kept her eyes on the multiple firearms in her face. "But if I may, I'd like to say-" she was interrupted by the sound of a gun being cocked. "Never mind."
"Now here's the hard part." Uzumaki told herself as Shinji and Asuka stood behind her. Each of the children had a suitcase of their essentials next to them. "I'm not looking forward to spending the next couple of days calling foster homes to see who'd accept two kids."
When she overheard, Asuka's eyes lit up and she gave a sly smile to Shinji. When she noticed that he was staring at his hand, she just sighed and walked over to Uzumaki. "Excuse me, but I do know someone who'd love to take us in!"
"Really?"
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Asuka pounded on the door, a big smile on her face. It was the middle of the night so naturally it'd take some time for the person at home to answer. Quick footsteps could be heard from inside as each of the lights in the building were being turned off one after another. Then a crash and a stumble. "Dammit! Where's that switch?" a voice yelled from within. A light turned back on and the door opened just a crack. "Who is it?"
"Mr. Ryouji Kaji?" Uzumaki asked.
"........Who wants to know?" Kaji said as he stood with his back to the door and a gun in hand.
"Child Welfare."
Kaji narrowed his eyes in disbelief. Carefully he took a look between the crack in the door, only to have said door forced open and smack him to the floor, sending his gun skidding across the floor. *Dammit!* he thought. *Now the bastards have me right where they want me! But I must know whom! I must see the faces of the ones who'll be responsible for my death.* Kaji's eyes met an ecstatic Asuka and a quiet Shinji.
"Asuka? Wh-what is this?"
"Kaji-san!" Asuka said happily. "We need a new place to stay and guess who's lucky enough to be able to be with us 24/7?"
After a moment on the floor, Kaji silently stood up and brushed himself off. "Please step outside, Asuka." Kaji said in a monotone voice. After Asuka backed up, the door slammed close and a couple of locks sounded. Then an odd sound, much like rivets being bolted into the door, went off.
Blinking, Asuka stood silently facing the door. *Why would Kaji-san reject me?* Asuka wondered. *Wait, it couldn't of been me, it must of been Shinji he didn't want! It all makes sense now.* She turned to Shinji and yelled, "Baka Shinji! See what you've done!?"
"Wh-what did I do!?" the poor, confused kid asked.
"Now where are we supposed to go?"
Shinji looked down to his suitcase. "I don't see what all the fuss is..." he said quietly. "Rei's just as old as us and she lives by herself."
Hands grasped Shinji's shoulders. He looked in fear upon the fiery eyes behind the glasses. "Where is this, Rei!?" Uzumaki demanded.
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Fifteen minutes later...
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The number of homeless neglects now rose to three as Rei now sat in the back of Uzumaki's car - or the Welfare-mobile - with a packed bag in her lap. Asuka was in the passenger seat and so nothing was in between Shinji and the death stare he received from the First Child since they left her house. Though Shinji looked away, he could still feel a cold sensation from where Rei's eyes met his face. "G-gomen..."
"Well, I suppose there's no place left, is there?" Uzumaki said with one hand on the wheel and the other resting under her chin. "If there's no one else, then I'll have no choice but to find-"
"Excuse me," Rei interrupted. She was speaking to the woman in the front but her eyes never left Shinji who was sinking into his chair. "Relatives would be acceptable guardians, would they not?"
"Relatives would be perfect."
Asuka spun around in her chair. "So you've got relatives around here, Rei? I never thought about it, but I suppose it is possible."
"Not me," Rei said, letting up on Shinji who had now curled himself into a fetal position. "Ikari-kun."
"Shinji's relatives? But how do you know of-" It all hit Asuka as a ton of bricks. She jerked her head towards Shinji and saw that Unit 01's pilot had a look of utter horror upon his face. He grasped his head and started rocking himself in his chair.
Rei looked out of her window calmly. Her face remained the same but inside her head, demonic laughter sounded off. *Shinji has taken me from my home* She thought. *Now, we are even.*
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"I'll leave the forms and, of course, the children with you." Uzumaki got back into her car and spun off with a sense of a job well done. She had no clue of the Hell she had just unleashed in Tokyo-3. Upon her clipboard, the newest line read, "Ikari Shinji, Sohryu Asuka, and Ayanami Rei have been placed under the watch and care of the boy's father, Ikari Gendo."
Gendo stood, staring upon the three in the cold night. Asuka felt very uncomfortable where she stood. *Am I the only normal one here?* she thought to herself. She looked upon Rei who Asuka had to keep reminding herself wasn't a mannequin. *Of course she doesn't care what's going on. Everyone knows she's his favorite.* She then looked upon Shinji who, surprisingly enough, had a face of pure anger. No other emotion seemed to even hint its existence. He just stared at his father whom just stared right back.
A while later, Gendo turned and walked into his house. *So Katsuragi has failed in one of her top priority duties?* he thought. *And worse of all, now it's my burden to carry? Well, she's going to have an interesting workday tomorrow.* "This way." he told the children.
"Finally," Asuka said. She had grown weary of the staring after ten minutes and had been sitting against the wall for the past half an hour. Picking herself up along with her suitcase, she was soon followed into the house by Rei whom been standing the whole time.
Shinji merely took one step into the house and looked straight upward upon the ceiling. This wasn't the house he grew up in, was it? It seemed so different. "Another unfamiliar ceiling."
Asuka turned around and noticed Shinji looking upward. She glanced up but only saw a white ceiling. What was the big deal? She gave a confused look to Shinji and noticed he might be a while. Fed up, Asuka turned around and forgot about him. "Idiot."
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Back in her house, Misato stood with a look of fatigue on her face. "You know, I think you can all go home now," she told the soldiers who were still displaying their weapons and currently awaiting their next order.
To be continued...
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Jikai: Asuka, Rei, and Shinji have to adapt at their new home. Shinji must ask himself whether if he'd be able to forgive his father...or hate him even more. Not to mention Gendo has his own plans of how to punish Misato.
Author's notes: I'd like to thank all of you who reviewed chapter one. Since I'm so touched I'm going off my schedule and writing this second chapter a bit earlier than I intended. You know, I had originally planned to have the first chapter's story to be longer but figured that most readers didn't want to read anything over 2000 words long. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe not. Anyways here's the chapter that justifies the title.
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Chapter 2: Out of Home, Into Chaos
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Misato and Asuka stared at the sudden invaders, still unable to grasp what was going on. Though all of the men wore uniforms resembling that of a S.W.A.T. team, Misato noticed that none of them had the SEELE or NERV logo, which was a good sign. "What is all this?" she asked.
"We've got reports that a one 'Ikari Shinji' was under questionable care," Uzumaki said, pocketing her badge and replacing it with a clipboard and a pen. "Remain calm and this'll be easy."
"But you've got it all wrong!" Misato argued. "There's no reason for you to be here! I treat these kids as if they were my own. And quite frankly, I'm insulted by the mere assumption of anything less."
Upon hearing this, Uzumaki remained quiet. Misato's words were filled with sincerity. This made the intruding woman remove her glasses and to stare straight into the guardian's eyes. They were full of truth. "Frisk her!"
"Eh!?" Misato jumped back as two of the soldiers ran up to her. One of them shoved the barrel of his gun into her cheek while the other began to pat her down. "I'm telling you that this is all a waste of-"
"Handgun," The solider said as he held Misato's weapon in his gloved hand. "Fully loaded."
Uzumaki placed it in a plastic bag and then lifted it so that Misato could get a clear look. She didn't need to say anything, her face gave a look that said, "And I suppose every good guardian needs one of these?"
"Um," Misato said as sweat drops appeared across her forehead. "I can, uh, explain that."
"Save it," the spectacled madam said forcefully. She turned and started patrolling the house. "Well let's see what we have here. First, I'll inspect the fridge." Misato winced as she heard the refrigerator door open. Uzumaki dropped her pen and fell to her knees. "Its...th-the....mother load..." Never in her career had she seen so much beer in one spot. A trembling hand picked up the pen and wrote 'RAGING ALCOHOLIC' on the sheet. Glancing at the fridge again, she decided to underline it twice.
At this time Misato was adding up everything in her mind and saw it wasn't looking good. The weapon, the child's bruises, and now the king's ransom in beer. She'd need a miracle to save her.
"Wake up the boy," Uzumaki commanded one of the soldiers. "In the meantime, I'll talk to the girl in private. Two of you shall accompany us. Detain the evil one." With that the soldiers with C.W. printed on the back of their padding all surrounded Misato.
Two of them shoved their barrels into Asuka's back and motioned her to go forward. After feeling the uncomfortable jolt, Asuka slapped the troops and started yelling at them in German. The soldiers began to back off and quickly spout apologies. With a "Humph!" Asuka turned and followed Uzumaki to the kitchen table. The two guards reluctantly went as well, keeping their distance of course.
The two women sat down at opposite ends of the table. Uzumaki rested her glasses next to the confiscated gun and gave a gentle smile. "Now, little girl, can you tell me what you're name is?"
"Asuka Langley Sohryu!" she said confidentially with her arms crossed. "Now can you cut the crap and get to the point?" Asuka didn't like the idea of a bunch of strangers barging in and acting as if they're superior to her. Come on, someone superior than Asuka? Ridiculous!
"Very well," the shorthaired brunette said, putting her glasses back on and resuming her true nature. "Tell me, Asuka-chan-"
"Sohryu-san! Show respect!"
Uzumaki blinked at what the fourteen-year-old said, no, demanded. "Uh....tell me....Sohryu-san. When under Katsuragi's care, have you ever felt as if you were in any danger?"
"Of course not! Misato-san's the best provider I could ever ask for! Now do you have any more dumb questions to spit at me or can I go now?"
With a sigh, Uzumaki dismissed Asuka. *This one's not talking.* She thought. *If the boy's just as hard to crack then we won't have much to get these neglected children out of here.*
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Unfortunately, Shinji was as hard to crack as broken glass. Broken glass with lots of cracks in them. "Danger?" he asked, repeating the question. "Of course. It's part of my job. I have to put my life on the line almost all of the time. And everything I go through is enough to send anyone over the brink of insanity."
The Child Welfare agent gave a huge grin as she tried to write it all down. If one looked hard enough they could see the faint smoke coming off of the paper as she rapidly sped the tip of the pen. "Tell me, has it effected you in anyway?"
Realizing he wasn't making Misato look good, Shinji tried to make it sound positive. "It's given me a purpose!" He said. "I can keep on living because I pilot an Eva. Without it, my life would be meaningless. I'm not sure, but I think Asuka might feel the same way."
*I see.* Uzumaki thought. "You poor child. You've obviously been lectured that doing your job is all you've got! What horrible thoughts that have been force fed to you!"
Shinji looked up quickly. He could see the two soldiers behind him covering their eyes as tears ran down their cheeks. "N-no! I didn't me-"
"Ssh!" the woman said as she cupped Shinji's right hand, causing him to feel really uncomfortable in the process. "Don't worry, young one. You're going to get the help that you need." The soldiers behind Shinji began to clap their hands, though still crying. "Well, I believe I have more than enough here." With that, she let go of Shinji's hands, picked up her clipboard and walked out with the same look a lioness gives when stalking a fat gazelle with three broken legs...that had just fallen into a pool of barbeque sauce.
Shinji stared at his freed hand. The soldiers looked at each other, shrugged and left him. He sat there, staring for about another ten minutes. He didn't even notice the feathered wing reach onto the tabletop and recover Misato's gun. Shinji just sat and wondered, *What have I done?*
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"Well, everything's in order," said a harsh tone from beneath the shining glasses. "You'll need to send out the forms as soon as possible. I'll be taking the children now."
"Well this all seems fair," Misato said as she took the papers and kept her eyes on the multiple firearms in her face. "But if I may, I'd like to say-" she was interrupted by the sound of a gun being cocked. "Never mind."
"Now here's the hard part." Uzumaki told herself as Shinji and Asuka stood behind her. Each of the children had a suitcase of their essentials next to them. "I'm not looking forward to spending the next couple of days calling foster homes to see who'd accept two kids."
When she overheard, Asuka's eyes lit up and she gave a sly smile to Shinji. When she noticed that he was staring at his hand, she just sighed and walked over to Uzumaki. "Excuse me, but I do know someone who'd love to take us in!"
"Really?"
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Asuka pounded on the door, a big smile on her face. It was the middle of the night so naturally it'd take some time for the person at home to answer. Quick footsteps could be heard from inside as each of the lights in the building were being turned off one after another. Then a crash and a stumble. "Dammit! Where's that switch?" a voice yelled from within. A light turned back on and the door opened just a crack. "Who is it?"
"Mr. Ryouji Kaji?" Uzumaki asked.
"........Who wants to know?" Kaji said as he stood with his back to the door and a gun in hand.
"Child Welfare."
Kaji narrowed his eyes in disbelief. Carefully he took a look between the crack in the door, only to have said door forced open and smack him to the floor, sending his gun skidding across the floor. *Dammit!* he thought. *Now the bastards have me right where they want me! But I must know whom! I must see the faces of the ones who'll be responsible for my death.* Kaji's eyes met an ecstatic Asuka and a quiet Shinji.
"Asuka? Wh-what is this?"
"Kaji-san!" Asuka said happily. "We need a new place to stay and guess who's lucky enough to be able to be with us 24/7?"
After a moment on the floor, Kaji silently stood up and brushed himself off. "Please step outside, Asuka." Kaji said in a monotone voice. After Asuka backed up, the door slammed close and a couple of locks sounded. Then an odd sound, much like rivets being bolted into the door, went off.
Blinking, Asuka stood silently facing the door. *Why would Kaji-san reject me?* Asuka wondered. *Wait, it couldn't of been me, it must of been Shinji he didn't want! It all makes sense now.* She turned to Shinji and yelled, "Baka Shinji! See what you've done!?"
"Wh-what did I do!?" the poor, confused kid asked.
"Now where are we supposed to go?"
Shinji looked down to his suitcase. "I don't see what all the fuss is..." he said quietly. "Rei's just as old as us and she lives by herself."
Hands grasped Shinji's shoulders. He looked in fear upon the fiery eyes behind the glasses. "Where is this, Rei!?" Uzumaki demanded.
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Fifteen minutes later...
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The number of homeless neglects now rose to three as Rei now sat in the back of Uzumaki's car - or the Welfare-mobile - with a packed bag in her lap. Asuka was in the passenger seat and so nothing was in between Shinji and the death stare he received from the First Child since they left her house. Though Shinji looked away, he could still feel a cold sensation from where Rei's eyes met his face. "G-gomen..."
"Well, I suppose there's no place left, is there?" Uzumaki said with one hand on the wheel and the other resting under her chin. "If there's no one else, then I'll have no choice but to find-"
"Excuse me," Rei interrupted. She was speaking to the woman in the front but her eyes never left Shinji who was sinking into his chair. "Relatives would be acceptable guardians, would they not?"
"Relatives would be perfect."
Asuka spun around in her chair. "So you've got relatives around here, Rei? I never thought about it, but I suppose it is possible."
"Not me," Rei said, letting up on Shinji who had now curled himself into a fetal position. "Ikari-kun."
"Shinji's relatives? But how do you know of-" It all hit Asuka as a ton of bricks. She jerked her head towards Shinji and saw that Unit 01's pilot had a look of utter horror upon his face. He grasped his head and started rocking himself in his chair.
Rei looked out of her window calmly. Her face remained the same but inside her head, demonic laughter sounded off. *Shinji has taken me from my home* She thought. *Now, we are even.*
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"I'll leave the forms and, of course, the children with you." Uzumaki got back into her car and spun off with a sense of a job well done. She had no clue of the Hell she had just unleashed in Tokyo-3. Upon her clipboard, the newest line read, "Ikari Shinji, Sohryu Asuka, and Ayanami Rei have been placed under the watch and care of the boy's father, Ikari Gendo."
Gendo stood, staring upon the three in the cold night. Asuka felt very uncomfortable where she stood. *Am I the only normal one here?* she thought to herself. She looked upon Rei who Asuka had to keep reminding herself wasn't a mannequin. *Of course she doesn't care what's going on. Everyone knows she's his favorite.* She then looked upon Shinji who, surprisingly enough, had a face of pure anger. No other emotion seemed to even hint its existence. He just stared at his father whom just stared right back.
A while later, Gendo turned and walked into his house. *So Katsuragi has failed in one of her top priority duties?* he thought. *And worse of all, now it's my burden to carry? Well, she's going to have an interesting workday tomorrow.* "This way." he told the children.
"Finally," Asuka said. She had grown weary of the staring after ten minutes and had been sitting against the wall for the past half an hour. Picking herself up along with her suitcase, she was soon followed into the house by Rei whom been standing the whole time.
Shinji merely took one step into the house and looked straight upward upon the ceiling. This wasn't the house he grew up in, was it? It seemed so different. "Another unfamiliar ceiling."
Asuka turned around and noticed Shinji looking upward. She glanced up but only saw a white ceiling. What was the big deal? She gave a confused look to Shinji and noticed he might be a while. Fed up, Asuka turned around and forgot about him. "Idiot."
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Back in her house, Misato stood with a look of fatigue on her face. "You know, I think you can all go home now," she told the soldiers who were still displaying their weapons and currently awaiting their next order.
To be continued...
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Jikai: Asuka, Rei, and Shinji have to adapt at their new home. Shinji must ask himself whether if he'd be able to forgive his father...or hate him even more. Not to mention Gendo has his own plans of how to punish Misato.
