Intentions
By: Caiman
Part 4
DISCLAIMER: I don't own EVA, and if I did rest assured I'd be bragging 'bout it. All the characters herein aren't mine, as they are from EVA and I don't own EVA and therefore by default I don't own the characters. Don't sue me, for I have no money to give.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Same rules from the last three. Things are now careening OOC (out of control and character as well). Oh, by the way, if you are in anyway repulsed by the thought of Gendo Ikari being a nice guy, that "back" button should come in handy.

Again, this is my first fic, so don't hate me yet.

On another note, please forgive any lack of polish. I haven't been able to find a pre-reader yet.

Reading: "" - Denotes speaking
'' - Denotes thinking
|| - Denotes sound effects
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And they're off!

INTENTIONS

To say that Asuka was pissed would be quite an understatement.

Saying that she was _mightily_ pissed, however, would be a more accurate description.

As she stormed back to Misato's apartment, the whole scene played out over and over again. She was still stuck on the fact that Wondergirl, out of all people, had threatened her! The one girl who'd been little more than a death-mannequin was now her main competition for Shinji! 'The hell's up with that?!'

Rage accumulated to the breaking point.

"Hi, Asuka!"

And broke accordingly.

|WHAP!|

She silenced the cheerful greeting with a right cross, and continued on. 'Wonder who I hit?'

Ritsuko clutched her aching cheek and glared and glared at the retreating figure of Asuka.

"I'll get you, my pretty, and your little EVA too."

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Maya Ibuki, or in this case, Dr. Maya Akagi made her way to the main labs of NERV in order to conduct test that were in no sense scientific. Specifically, her experiments were to test her "love-love" ratio. That is until the doctor heard an inordinate amount of groaning as she made her way past the commmander's office. Her curiousity peaked, Maya opened the door to be greeted by two pairs of boobs. One pair was bouncing up and down in ecstacy, and the other was staring at her in abject terror.

Shigeru _had_ heard rumors about this, but seeing it was ten times more horrifying than he thought. Blonde wig, lab coat, fake mole, and a white t-shirt with the words "I" and "Maya" and a big red heart in between them. She _was_ a cute girl, but this whole thing was just downright creepy.

Fuyutski, in spite of his usually collected demeanor, had reverted to a catatonic state; his eyes freakishly wide and fixed on Maya.

Maya alternated her vision between the shocked NERV boys and the action on screen. "You guys mind if I join you?"

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Makoto Hyuuga massed his forces on the Egyptian border and double-clicked. "Attack!"


----Title Flash----

Intentions
Part 4: Sunset/Part of a Whole

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PenPen, a docile penguin as far as penguins go, was starting to maintain his composure. Well, as much composure as a flightless bird could have while suffering from a savage hangover. But, with all the screaming coming from Misato's bedroom and the intensity it gained from en route to PenPen's sound cortex due to the migraine he was suffering, was just too much.

The bird stormed out of his fridge-home. "WARK WARRR!" //SHUT UP, DAMN YOU!//

Despite the protest and the laws of human biology, the piercing scream continued and even became louder.

"WAUGH WARRK!" //ALL RIGHT, SOMEONE'S GETTIN' THEIR FEATHERLESS ASS _KICKED_!//

PenPen charged out of the kitchen in a blind penguinish rage to see who needed to die and what they were dying for. Quickly, he slid the door to Misato's room open. His beak dropped. His two drinking buddies were in the sack together, and naked to boot. Despite his earlier anger, PenPen started slapping his wings together furiously.

"Waaark warrk waaaaaaaugh!" //The Amish guy got a piece!//

Of course, the pair was still too busy freaking out to notice the penguin's entrance. However, the screaming gave way to silence and they were now just staring in mutual horror at one another.

PenPen was a little indignant. "Warrk." //Assholes.//

|Click!|

Everyone's attention turned to the door.

|Clunk, clunk.|

Someone was home.

Misato, being Misato, hoped it wasn't Asuka.

|Thump, thump, thump...|

The new entity was approaching the room.

Gendo, being Gendo, was scared shitless.

|Slide!|

"Hey Misato, I'm hoooOOOOOLY _HELL_!"

It was, indeed, Asuka.

Her eyes were full of angry tears. PenPen, at that moment, felt inexplicably hungry.

"AM I THE ONLY PERSON ON THE PLANET _NOT_ SCREWING AN IKARI?!"

Gendo felt the need to speak up. "Well, technically, I'm not."

His observation was met with a German Death Kick. He was subsequently knocked into the floor with tremendous force.

"Ow, dammit!" came his muffled reply.

With that, the redhead turned and slammed the door.

Misato jumped to her feet to go comfort the girl, giving her more free-floating features a good bounce. "Asuka!"

"GAH!" |Spurt!|

The violet haired woman turned to see Gendo rendered unconscious from what could be only described as an "atomic" nosebleed.

"Ah, shit." she said, tiptoeing around the ever-increasing pool of blood to collect her clothes. "How am I gonna explain this?"

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Shinji woke up to find his head in the lap of Rei Ayanami. While the situation was kind of shocking in and of itself, it was all rather cozy: they were sitting on a hillside in Tokyo-3 Municipal Park.

"Rei?"

"Yes, Shin-chan?"

That was a new one on him. "Shin-chan?"

She gave him a small, shy smile. "Is it all right for me to call you that?"

He grinned. "That sounds nice."

She ran her slender hand through his black hair.

"You are very cute when you sleep."

Shinji blushed a little. "Y-you think so?"

She leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Yes."

He smiled. "Thanks... Rei-chan."

She blushed at his term of endearment. "You're welcome."

"Hey, how did we end up here?"

Rei froze.

She didn't want to tell him about the confrontation with Asuka, nor did she want to tell him about the crude sled she'd fashioned out of flattened popcorn bags and an old shoelace, nor did she feel compelled to tell Shinji about the pack of stray dogs chasing after them and almost succeeding in scoring some "Kibbles n' Shinji."

So. "I called for a taxi."

"Oh! All right."

She quickly changed the subject. "Since we couldn't keep our reservations at the restaurant, I thought it would be nice to watch the sunset together."

Shinji brought himself to an upright position and saw that the sun was almost below the horizon. "Rei-chan, did you mean what you said?"

"Yes."

"You really do love me?"

"Yes, I really do love you, Shinji Ikari."

Passers-by stopped and gave the teenage couple a collective "awwww."

The two blushed furiously.

"Maybe," Rei started.

"We should go." Shinji finished.

"Yes."

Rei stood, grabbed Shinji's hand, and pulled him up toward her with a tug.

As the boy was off-balance, she stole a kiss from him.

"Let's go, Shin-chan."

He smiled. "Of course, Rei-chan."

And the pair was off.




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Didja like it? C&C are readily accepted, but please no flames! If it sucks, have a reason it sucks!

I have to admit that this is probably the weakest chapter, but I _did_ almost write myself into a corner last time! Through a little creative (read, desperate) thinking, I pulled this story's future out of the fire. I'm sure all you experienced writers have done that before, so I suppose it should've been expected. I am writing this by the proverbial seat of my pants, and nothing's definite.

But to make all you fellow Rei-heads out there feel better, this WILL be a Shinji-Rei fic. Had you going there, didn't I? ;)


Thanks for reading,

Caiman