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Cherry Waterfall
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a Neon Genesis Evangelion fan fic

By: Hatti Lee*
Also known as:
Saiyajin Peach
Saiyajin Peach 18
Amalthea*
Beloved Animosity

Contact: Beloved_Animosity@sbcglobal.net

Started: 10.2.3


Pairing: Shinji X Kaworu

Author's Notes: Hello! I hope you're enjoying! First person happens to be a difficult thing for me, but I'm trying. Please let me know if there's anything that needs imrovement. R & R!

Warnings: This is a yaoi fic, which means it contains intimacy between two males. If you're uncomfortable with that, I suggest you turn back now. Also, this fic will most likely contain violence, language, and graphic sexual content. If you're underage, please turn back now. You've been warned!

Disclaimer: Neon Genesis Evangelion and its characters are not my own, and I'm making absolutely nothing off of this. So, please don't sue me!!!

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Chapter III: My Heart of Glass
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Kaworu:

I'm feeling rather bored. It's my first night back. I want to do things, experience Human things. How I missed it all, and here I am sitting on a couch doing nothing. It is as Shinji wants though, and so I remain. My feet ache with a pain that isn't near severe but new to me. The hole in the ceiling pleases me and I take advantage of it as I stare out at the dark sky and the shimmering stars.

There's a knock at the door and I carefully make my way over. It takes a bit of time, but the result is worth it as Shinji stands before me.

I brought you some supper. Are your feet okay? he asks shyly as he enters, closing and locking the door behind him. I move to get closer, perhaps touch him, but I stumble on my aching feet and nearly topple over. He takes hold of my arm and steadies me.

On the couch, he hands me a box. As I open it, smelling the sweet steam that wafts up, my stomach churns loudly and I'm reminded of hunger.

He sits quietly, watching me as I eat. When I'm finally finished, I set the box aside, Thank you, Shinji, that was delicious.

He smiles, blushing, How are your feet?

I lean back, lifting my feet up and resting them in his lap. His cheeks are beet red as he unwraps the bandages and peeks at my wounds.

Sighing, They're still really red. Then he reapplies the bandages.

They'll be better tomorrow, after a night's sleep. I say, watching as he nods.

D... Do you want me to help you to bed?

I say, and then he's helping me up and walking me to the bedroom. Once seated on the bed, I'm left, but he returns soon, with the lamp in hand.

he says after plugging it in and switching it on.

Shinji, aren't there some things you want to ask me? a few moments pass and he remains there by the shade-less lamp, Come, sit
here with me.

He does so, I thought Humans and Angels couldn't coexist.

True, but I am the exception... Now that I am within a true Human body. Plus, Kami has permitted this.

What if they find out about you and force me to... his sentence trails off and I know what he's afraid to say.



Nerv... Or someone like them. he answers, his voice becoming quieter and quieter.

Would you really kill me again? I ask, leaning down somewhat in order to look him in the eyes.

He turns towards me sharply, Of course not! But last time... I was so angry... And you had told me to... he's weeping now and I can't help but smile. I open my arms and he leans into them. It feels right holding him this way. His hair, the color of dark chocolate, is soft against my cheek and I breath deep of it.

I will never ask you to do something like that again. Don't worry. Now is for us. I say, rubbing his back in a soothing manner.

He pulls back somewhat, You promise?

I smile at him and nod slightly.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry for what I did. he breaks down again, and I hold him again.

Shh... It's okay. You did nothing wrong, but if you need to hear it... I forgive you.

He pulls back again and nods.

My heart of glass. I whisper, leaning forward for another kiss. He complies instantly, allowing me to worship his lips. I draw my arms around him again but this time in an embrace. I can feel the heat building in him as he moves to wrap his arms around me as well. Our mouths move slowly and I push my tongue forward. Again, he complies and suddenly the kiss has transformed into something much deeper.

He pulls back breathless, I... I can't. He whispers.

I nod and remind myself to move even slower next time.

I have to go. I'll come back tomorrow. And with that he's leaving. I hear the door shut behind him.

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Misato:

What's wrong with him!? Asuka whines. She and I are walking the halls looking for Shinji. He left so suddenly, but he'd said he was just going down the hall. Who could possibly need supper out here? Even though our apartment building was in the Furui Section, it was near many major businesses. Most of the tenants were fairly wealthy, and the rest, like us, managed.

This is stupid. she complains, hands on hips as she approaches me.

I sigh, I know, but what else can we do? We have to find him.

Why is he taking strangers supper anyway? she mutters, crossing her arms.

Just as I was about to suggest we go looking by that lake again, the elevator bell sounds and the doors open to reveal Shinji. He doesn't see us yet and I take note of his beet red cheeks.

And where have you been? Don't you know we've been looking all over for you? Asuka nearly shouts, her anger boiling.

He looks up startled and starts over, I... I'm sorry.

I think Asuka expected me to scold him, but I don't see how that will help at all. I want him to talk to me, tell me what's wrong.

Once we arrive home again, Asuka huffed and went straight to her room, slamming the door behind her. Shinji headed for his room as well, and I followed. When I got to his door, he was already in bed, turned away from me.

my voice is soft and careful as I step into the room. He always did keep neat and clean. Odd for a boy.

I take a seat at the end of his bed, near his feet, Shinji, please... You can tell me. And then I wait.

Ten minutes must have passed before he spoke, I think I did something wrong. it's practically a whisper and I have to pay close attention.

If you tell me, I can help. I won't get mad. I try to be soothing and I reach out to touch his leg. Hair? Since when had Shinji had leg hair? I take a closer look. No doubt, baby fine hairs nearly blonde in color litter his limbs. My Shinji's growing up.

He pulls away from my touch, I... I kissed someone.

My eyes go wide. That's not what I had expected. Thinking about it, I remember how red his face had been when he'd gotten out of the elevator. Ha, no wonder!

It's not wrong to kiss someone, as long as they're willing. I say, a smile on my face.

He turns his head to look at me, I just want to go to sleep, Misato. he whispers. I want him to talk more, but I let it go. At least he said something. I nod and rise, leaving him to his slumber.

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Shinji:

I can't believe I told her that! How embarrassing. Now she must think I'm a pervert. Well, at least it keeps her from thinking anything else. She absolutely cannot find out about Kaworu.

What am I thinking? It doesn't matter if Misato thinks I'm a pervert, because I am! How disgusted would she and Asuka be if they knew how I feel! Kami, when Kaworu had kissed me like that... Such thoughts ran through my head!

I have to clench my eyes shut even now! Just remembering stirs me. The way he had pulled me close, covering my lips with his own... His tongue slipping into my mouth... Nnn...

It's too much and I'm giving in to my urges. Disgusting.

Some minutes later and I'm lying here a shameful mess. Not only am I a pervert, but I'm a faggot too. If only Misato knew what kind of person I am. She'd be rid of me in a heartbeat, and Asuka would be there cheering her on.

I've never been attracted to anyone, male or female, the way I am to Kaworu. He's the first and only person to tell me he loves me, and now that he's back, I'm beginning to think of nothing except experiencing that love.

I'm too lazy to clean myself up, I just want to lie here and think.

What's wrong with me? Here I am worrying over sex when the bigger problem is so much more impossible. Set aside the fact that he's male, he's an Angel. Even if we managed a way to be together, Misato and Asuka would tell my father and then all of Nerv would re-sprout to destroy him. Or even worse, they'd force me to do it, again.

It's so insanely confusing and impossible that I find tears in my eyes again. Such a baby! I have to stop whining... Stop running away! I have to think of something. There must be a way.

My mind has experienced too much though and within minutes I'm asleep.

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Asuka:

I watch in amusement as Shinji passes, his sheets in his arms. Another wet dream, little boy? It's so hilarious, but I pretend I don't know and keep quiet. He's such a sensitive little worm, if I make fun of him about something like this, he'd probably kill me or more likely, kill himself.

Finally finished with his little chore, he comes and sits with me at the table. Our breakfast is often fast food. I'm eating toaster pastries while he's making instant ramen.

Aren't you making too much?

He doesn't even look at me, just shakes his head.

What's wrong with you all of a sudden? when he doesn't answer, I go on, Misato told me how you thought of the Seventeenth Angel as Human. Are you freaking out because you think you killed a person?

That got his attention, Asuka, when I... I did kill a person.

You know that's not true. He had an AT field... The pattern was blue, remember? I mean, weren't you even there? He was most definitely an Angel. I rant, all the while watching as he sits down across from me and begins eating.

It's all he says and it irritates me. Then, I notice that he made another lunch other than his and mine.

Who's that for? I ask, gesturing to the extra box.

He remains silent, but I can see he's nervous, Another meal for your little friend down the hall?' I taunt, winking at him.

I'm through. he says, rising from his seat and heading to his room to get dressed for school.

I nearly growl in annoyance. How annoying!

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Shinji:

Go straight home this time, okay? And don't go wondering around the building, okay? Asuka's words are rude, but they don't hurt me. Their sting stopped a long time ago. I nod and start towards home. I hear her mutter something to Hikari about me, but I just keep walking, just as she told me to. As soon as I turn a corner, out of her sight, I begin running. To have enough time, I need to get home fast.

I go straight to the top floor and Kaworu is waiting for me there, We better hurry. I say. He nods and simply follows me to the apartment.

Once inside, I lock the door using the bolt, just in case Asuka or Misato come home early. I offer him a seat at the table and he graciously accepts, so polite. I then hurry off, preparing a bath. I set the water to warm and then I'm off to find him some clean clothes.

I'm in my room digging through my drawers when he enters, Do you mind wearing some of my clothes? I ask, finally finding everything.

He smiles, Not at all.

I blush, Well, the bath should be ready. I say, walking by and lead him to the washroom.

Here's some soap and shampoo- I begin, but stop when he begins removing his shirt.

Should I leave? I ask, my face feeling as if it's on fire. I don't really give him a chance to answer and begin to go around him and escape, however, his words stop me.

No, please stay. His voice is calm, how can he be so composed? I remain where I'm standing, my back to him, allowing him to undress. I slowly turn when I hear the sounds of water, him entering the bath.

Would you like to join me? he asks, looking at me with his big eyes and wide smile. It's hard to resist, but I must. I shake my head, trying to keep my gaze on anything but him.

As he begins lathering up, I notice his dirty clothes on the floor. In an attempt to distract myself, I gather them up and place them in the garbage.

Would you mind...? he asks, just as I finish my task. I turn, he's holding the shampoo out to me.

Y... You want me to wash your hair? He nods and I swallow the lump in my throat as I step forward, kneeling beside the tub. He turns, his back facing me, and I apply a generous amount of the blueberry scented product. I don't know why Misato buys such strange shampoos.

His hair is so fine between my fingers and such a light color. Like a light gray, almost silver. He leans his head back slightly, into my touch. If only he knew what I was thinking. He'd be revolted.

I'm trying so hard... To keep my eyes away from the water, its level just above his navel. I shake my head and concentrate on the job at hand.

Eventually I'm finished and he's rinsed. I turn again as he dries and dresses.

he says when he's finished.

I turn, I guess they're a little small, but they're better than what you were wearing. He's wearing one of my school outfits, white dress shirt and black slacks.

I guess you need some socks and shoes too. I say, heading for my room again. He follows, still rubbing his hair with a towel.

Thank you, he says, after putting on my white tennis shoes, My feet are feeling much better now.

Kaworu... What are we going to do? I ask, looking down at the floor.

Be together.

I look up, he's smiling, Be together?

Hai, we can be together now.

I'm not sure what exactly he means, and either way it makes me blush, But... But what if they find out about you? I don't think I could take it if I lost you again. I'm crying now and I feel like such a child.

I've been trying to think of a way all day. I whisper, my tears slowing as he nears, placing a hand on my back.

A way? he asks.

To tell Misato.

Don't worry, she will understand in time. his words are comforting, but he doesn't understand.

But if my father finds out... the tears are threatening to spill forth again.

There's much fear in you. There will always be risks, but do not live by your fear of them. Trust in hope and goodness. Let me be with you. I know how much you care.

And the tears are flowing, A whisper as I lean into him, letting him wrap his arms around me for the second time. He's right. I can't keep running away no matter how afraid I am. We need to take advantage of the time we have.

You're right. I'm sorry. I whisper into his ear, letting my arms snake around his waist. And then he's kicking off the shoes he just put on. I look at him questioningly.

Let me lie with you. he says, completely serious as he lies back in my bed, motioning for me to do so as well. I blush, but comply.

He moves closer, the length of his body pressed against mine, I could stay like this forever. he whispers, resting a hand on my stomach.

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To be continued...