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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: Hiya! Thank you for all your wonderful reviews. ^_^ This chapter's slightly longer... Enjoy! ^_^
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 IV: Don't Let Go
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Misato:
I have two bags of groceries balanced in my arms as I reach the front door, but it won't open. What the hell? It's bolt locked? I ring the bell, my eyebrows drawn together in anger as I wait impatiently.
As I'm waiting, Asuka approaches, What are you doing? she asks, looking at me like I'm retarded.
The door's bolt locked. I state plainly.
she asks, coming over and trying it for herself. Then she begins assaulting the doorbell, repeatedly pressing it and holding it down.
I'm coming! it's Shinji's voice from inside.
The door slides open and he's standing there with a smile on his face, Ah, sorry about that.
Why the hell did you do that? Asuka complains, pushing her way past him and into the apartment.
He just shrugs, I don't know. Misato, need help? I allow him to take a bag and we all step into the kitchen.
You're in a good mood. Asuka mutters as she puts her stuff away. Shinji simply remains quiet.
Where were you Asuka? Out late again with Hikari? The least you could do is get home before I do. I lecture, watching as she narrows her eyes at me.
Whatever. Tell me when supper's ready. And with that she's in her room, the door slammed behind her.
She's right you know, you are in a good mood. Something happen? I ask as Shinji helps me put the groceries away.
He nods,
I can't help but grin, So, who is she?
He looks a bit startled,
The girl you kissed. I say, reminding him. I can see it on his face as it dawns on him what I'm talking about, and he blushes.
Ah, no one. And soon he's retreating to his room as well.
These kids! The older they get, the more privacy they want. I guess I can't blame them. Still, Shinji has a girlfriend! I can't wait to meet her. I bet Asuka will be jealous. I chuckle as I begin supper.
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Kaworu:
He returns, closes the door and sighs. I can't help but smile at his humanity. I love the way he moves and thinks and reacts.
I'm still lying on the bed, just as he left me, and I motion him over. He's so warm in my arms, much warmer than myself. I move onto my side and lean over him, brushing his hair back off his face. There's a bit of sweat there at his hairline and I run my fingers through it into his hair. His cheeks are so flushed. I lean closer... But he stops me, shaking his head, his eyes closed. I comply, and back off a little, but remain looking down at him.
Eventually, he opens his eyes and lets out a breath I don't think he knew he was holding. His eyes reflect gratitude. My Shinji, he's not ready, but I can wait. I can wait forever.
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Hikari:
Asuka, you're really going to get in trouble one of these days. I warn, watching as my best friend struts into the room, sitting just as the bell sounds.
How come Shinji's always here on time, but you're not? I ask, watching as she flips her long red hair back over her shoulders.
How should I know? He's such a goody goody.
Well, at least he's feeling better. He was so down last week. I whisper, honestly worried about my classmate. After all, Shinji's one of Toji's best friends.
Ah, he's still acting weird though. Hides out in his room all the time. then she lowers her voice and leans close, I think he's discovered masturbation. And she busts out in a fit of giggles.
I'm shocked and blushing. That's personal! I don't want to know that!
You're so mean. I whisper as she calms.
I'm just kidding. Who knows what's wrong with him though. Misato said something about him having a girlfriend.
I ask, interested.
Yeah, but I'm sure she's wrong. I mean, this is Shinji we're talking about here. Mr. People Person.
I roll my eyes at her, You really are mean. She only grins in response. I was about to say more, but the instructor stepped into the room. Time for class.
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Shinji:
It's Sunday afternoon and Kaworu and I are walking down one of the many shopping streets in the Shin Section of the city.
It's been a little more than two weeks since he showed up at my door, and yet, no one knows anything.
While everyone's out, at school and work, he roams around the apartment, making himself lunch, reading, watching TV, showering, and such. When I get home, he comes to my room with me and we remain there, talking or holding one another. I've grown accustomed to sleeping beside him. It's nice to have someone special.
And yet, I still find myself frustrated. I want him so much, and he's shown numerous times that he wants to take it further with me. But... It just doesn't seem right. I don't know anyone in a same sex relationship. I don't have anyone to talk about this with, and that's what I need most right now, advice.
Still, Kaworu is patient with me and never gets angry. He said to trust in hope and goodness. Maybe this will all work itself out.
Kaworu takes hold of my hand, Would you like to go in there? he asks, pointing to a small cafe across the street.
I say, as we carefully cross the street, our hands still joined. I'm a bit embarrassed, but I want to show him that I'm not afraid of what people think, even though I am.
We find a small table near a window and soon enough our drinks are brought to us. I've noticed his tastes run towards hot foods and drinks. Our hands upon the table still hold one another and I notice a few people staring. Two teenage boys holding hands? I blush, turning my gaze out the window.
If it bothers you, I can let go. he says, taking a sip from his foam cup.
No. I... I'm just getting used to it. Don't let go. He smiles at me and nods, taking another sip.
Still worry what people think of you?
He knows me so well. I simply nod.
It's your imperfections I love the best. he says, lifting my hand to his lips, giving it a chaste kiss.
A small group of teenagers in a corner not far from us are laughing. One of them is looking right at us and two others are acting out our little scene. I look away.
Do you want to look around some more? I ask, never pulling away from him.
Hai, anywhere special you want to go? He asks as we rise from our seats, taking our drinks with us.
I think about it as we exit the cafe, There's an Entertainment Mega Store on the next street, I think.
He smiles, Okay then.
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Misato:
I can't believe I had to work today! Lousy job, and so boring!
I step into the apartment relieved to be home. Asuka's stretched out on the living room floor watching something on TV. I take a seat on the couch and moments later Shinji enters the room and takes a seat beside me.
I'm surprised you two aren't still out. I say sarcastically, since lately I've been having trouble getting them to come at a decent hour.
They ignore me, so I change the subject, I heard your school was having a Star Festival dance. Are either of you going?
Yeah, probably. Toji asked Hikari. Asuka says, never taking her eyes off the TV.
Are you going, Shinji? I ask, turning my attention to him.
Um... I don't know. Maybe.
You going to ask your girlfriend? I tease, sipping at a beer.
He remains quiet, and Asuka pipes up, Who is this mystery girl anyway? You're going out on the weekends now, staying out later... How come you haven't brought her here?
Yeah, I'd like to meet her, I add, You don't have to worry. It's totally normal for a boy your age to have a girlfriend.
Still he remains quiet.
The silence presses on, and Asuka surprises me when she suddenly sits up and switches the TV off, What a stupid show! I'm going to bed. And with that she's marching out of the room.
Once it's sure that she's gone to bed, Shinji speaks up,
I say through another sip.
Can I talk to you about something? he asks, his voice quiet as if to prevent anyone else from hearing.
Of course, Shinji. I say quickly, respecting his privacy and speaking quietly as well.
There is someone I like... he pauses.
He visibly swallows, But it's not a girl.
My eyes go wide, What do you mean?
I'm kind of... Seeing this guy. his voice is barely a whisper and he looks down, avoiding my reaction.
After getting over my initial shock, I smile, Don't be embarrassed. You feel how you feel, right?
He looks up then, a little surprised by my answer I think, You don't think it's wrong? he asks.
No, I don't think it's wrong, but it's different, and people can be mean. Just be careful.
He nods, There's something else... I... I'm sorry, but I don't know who else to talk about this with. Poor thing, he's so embarrassed, I'd go so far as to say humiliated.
Don't worry. You can tell me. I say comfortingly.
Do you think it's wrong for... For two guys to have sex? He barely gets it out, nearly turned completely away from me.
I can't hide my shock, How long have you known this boy?
A long time. he whispers.
I sigh, trying to be honest, I don't think it's wrong, but you're awfully young, Shinji. Maybe you should wait.
He remains quiet and I take that for a no, Well, if you're going to do it, I say, picking up my purse and rummaging through it, You might as well be safe. and I hand him a condom. His cheeks are burning red, but he takes it.
But... But what if I'm not good? He says, staring at the purple condom I handed him.
I smile, Don't worry. As long as you're both ready, it will be good. With that I rise from my seat and head to the kitchen. What I need right now is a few more beers. Maybe a case.
Good night, Misato. Thank you. he calls after me and I can hear him heading to his room.
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Shinji:
Okay. I'm not so worried about sex now, actually, I'm anxious. But I don't want to do it at the apartment. Now that I know I'm ready, I want to do it somewhere special.
All of this is running through my head while I lie beside him. It's been several days since my talk with Misato, and she helped more than she can know.
Don't you have school tomorrow? he asks, taking my hand in his own, looking at it as if it were the first time.
I say simply, watching his sudden interest in my hand, testing my fingers' flexibility.
Are you going to want to go out again this weekend? he looks up at me now, his crimson eyes smiling at me.
This weekend? Wasn't something happening this weekend? And then I remember... The Star Festival dance!
W... Would you like to go to the school dance with me? I ask shyly, the back of my mind reminding me of that little thing called rejection.
He sits up on his elbows, Of course. His voice is smooth and happy and it shuns rejection back into the dark.
Kiss me again? I ask, my voice so small and quiet.
He just smiles though, that smile I love, so wide and true. His lips are more sure than my own, as if he knows what he's doing, or maybe, it's just that he isn't scared or hesitant, just sure of himself and of me. So much confidence, I wish I were more like that.
He pulls back, that smile still there, What are you thinking about?
I've decided... I... I'm ready. I whisper, watching carefully for his reaction. His eyes go soft and he leans forward.
If you were never ready, I'd still want to be with you. His words really reach inside me and I lift my hand up to touch his face.
Don't worry, I'm really ready. H... How about after the dance? I ask, feeling a little silly to be planning such a thing.
He nods, Whatever you're comfortable with. It doesn't matter when or where to me.
I'm blushing now, It's just that... It'll be my first time...
With me? He's a little confused, but keeps his cool.
With anyone, and... I... I just want it to be special. Not here. I explain, my cheeks surely beet red.
His smile returns, I see. He pulls me close, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of my T-shirt. His lips grace my face, my forehead, eyes, nose, and finally my lips. He is so good at everything he does. From kissing me to walking around the apartment. His every movement seems liquid. I'm not sure I could ever be satisfied.
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To be continued...
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