Yay, another chapter! The previous one got a few reviews so I'm being good
and uploading this chappy. Thanks for the comments and the flames (though
if you're going to flame me, try doing it on a NEW CHAPTER.morons.).
Anyway, this chapter is sort of a filler, but I hope you enjoy it anyways.
The story WILL evolve...just...not so much now...
I don't own Evangelion, but this guy down the street is selling it real cheap. I mean deadbeat prices. So maybe I'll go get myself a license later.
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Chapter 8: Walking Through Closed Doors
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The pair stood on the cobbled bridge just a few minutes longer, still unknowing of how much they both needed this. Shinji could not breathe. Something was wrong, and no oxygen would enter his lungs. He stood stark still, his lungs beating so fast and yet so slowly at the same time. He could not breathe. But he was fine.
Rei was dreaming. In her head she pictured this was the world. That she was the world. That they were the world. And the world had binded them together. She could not recognize it. Somehow could not. It was a peculiar taste and every breathe she took in felt like another fall. Her head would shake within and shout over and over again, that this was not right, to run away, that this was getting in the way of things. She had never thought this much about herself in her existence.
And though her mind screamed, her heart roared. What shocked her most was that she had a heart. That this flutter in her breast was not something fictional, something false and plastic. These emotions, she had always thought them as a fraud, that people were just lying to themselves, that everyone was alone. But that thought, now shattered, could not even be imagined. No.
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The sky was painted a vibrant mirage of reds, oranges, and violets. And still the pair sat there, looking over the water. Then, even though after all this time he had not moved an inch, Shinji suddenly exhaled. Very loudly. It was like a wakeup call, and the pair arose rather quickly, both embarrassed and wondering what had happened.
"Uh...umm...*cough*...I...guess that's long...uh...a long enough rest...umm..."
Shinji's voice stuttered horribly and his face was bright strawberry red. Even Rei's normal colorless face filled slightly with a sweet pink.
She nodded, and they went on. This time there bodies wavered a little farther from each other, as if they were afraid. Shinji's stare's kept coming once again, only this time not half as discrete. Shinji sort of had a twitch in his gait, but Rei on the other hand, walked perfectly straight, looking down towards the sidewalk. This was different then her usually straightforward demeanor. As always, Shinji was afraid he had done something wrong. Like an idiot, he thought it was the cough.
Rei still couldn't put her finger on it, the torrents filling her soul. And the more she thought about it, the more confused she got. And the more confused she got, the more she wondered what this was, and so on and so on. It wasn't as frustrating as it was bewildering. Somehow, she had all this pain inside her and all this joy coinciding. She still didn't understand it.
Shinji and Rei finally arrived at the drab apartment complex. Though to Shinji, it didn't seem so bad with Rei standing in the hallway. Something seemed needed to be said, but neither spoke. Rei looked deep into his eye, more out of habit then anything else. Shinji looked right back and stayed that way. Most of the time when somebody looked him straightforward, it was as if he was examining himself. He could never take it. But with Rei, all her eyes showed was a deep longing. A deep hope. It was the same look his eyes portrayed every time he looked in the mirror.
Finally she whispered a faint:
"Thank you."
And Shinji could only stand there shaken.
Rei looked down once more, and slowly walked into her apartment. And as her heel passed over the threshold followed by the door, Shinji's foot finally started to follow. He whispered a faint:
"Wait..."
But the door was already shut and the girl already gone. He stood in front of the door, feeling it with his fingers, running it along the surface. It was just a door, but to him it seemed like an impenetrable wall. He pressed his hands against it. Hard. Slowly his head lowered down and touched the wooden door. And just as slowly his body followed, pressing against it, trying to get through He crumpled to the ground, trying to slip through the impassable door, sobbing heavily and all the while not knowing why. And unbeknownst to him, Rei was on the other side, slumped to the ground, trying to slip through the door and into his arms.
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The door opened with a slight creak as Shinji arrived home. Looking around, it seemed as if the apartment was empty. Then he spotted the red head, glaring from her room. With a loud "hmmph!" and a scowl, she slammed her slide door, which immediately bounced back about a foot. Nearly breaking it down, she grabbed the handle, closed the door and did the latch with a loud *click!*
Shinji sighed to himself and took off his shoes. Falling down on the couch, all he could think of was Rei. Looking above to his ceiling, he wondered if this was where he was supposed to be...
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Shinji slowly opened his eyes. He had dozed off on the couch to thoughts of a blue haired girl. Suddenly all he could see was red. And then even more suddenly, all he could feel were a couple of soft lips trying to delicately graze his.
"Asuka!!?'
Suddenly the red haired mass jumped back in shock. Asuka had though Shinji was sound asleep and was now rightfully scared out of her wits. Quickly she tried to peel out an explanation, but was interrupted by Shinji.
"What the heck were you doing while I was asleep!?"
Asuka turned even a darker shade of red, her face matching her hair. She could never admit to him or herself that what she truly wanted was to try kissing his lips one more time. So instead, all she was filled with were rage and disgust. Mostly for herself, but as was her habit, she misinterpreted it for hate against Shinji.
"I wasn't doing anything! I was just trying to play a little trick on you.you were supposed to be asleep, baka! C-can't you take a joke?!?"
Shinji didn't buy it. "You sure you weren't trying to kiss me?" he said with an annoyed scowl on his face.
Asuka took a step back and then raged forward.
"How DARE you suggest such a thing, you little HENTAI-PERVERT!!!!! I'll kick your ass for that!!"
And what ensued was another loud smack, some running over couches, countless broken lamps and a terrified pen-pen. Shinji was frantically trying to fit himself into pen-pen's tiny fridge house when Asuka grabbed him by the shorts and threw him against the couch, murder on her mind. Suddenly, as she's about to bash him into another existence, the door opens and another walks in.
Misato didn't even flinch when she saw the torn couch, the shattered tv, the shredded wallpaper from Shinji's clawing, nor when she saw the gallons of beer cans strewn everywhere around the dented fridge. She plopped herself at the table, and grabbed one of the spare rolling cans of cold ones. Popping the top, she merely petted the quivering pen-pen who was clutching her leg.
Asuka's fist was frozen in mid air and Shinji had the faint hope Misato had saved him. Asuka lowered her fist slowly. Yes! She wasn't going to kill him!
"Tough day?" inquired Asuka, still pinning Shinji down.
"You could say that..."
Asuka looked back down at hopeful looking Shinji, who gave her this cute little toothy grin, and shrugged.
Then she punched him.
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Yeah...I can't believe I couldn't remember what Misato's beer was called...and I call myself an eva fan! Blech! I thought it was something like Yebisu or something in that order, but could not conjure up the spelling nor the assurance that was it. Oh well...guess all I can do is grovel for your mercy. Anywhos, I tried to write this on slightly lighter note. Oh don't worry, there's still a lot more to happen, and who knows, maybe Asuka will even have a major role. I'm still debating it...
THIS IS WHERE I TELL YOU TO REVIEW IN A UNIQUE AND INTERESTING WAY. NOW DO IT.
I don't own Evangelion, but this guy down the street is selling it real cheap. I mean deadbeat prices. So maybe I'll go get myself a license later.
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Chapter 8: Walking Through Closed Doors
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The pair stood on the cobbled bridge just a few minutes longer, still unknowing of how much they both needed this. Shinji could not breathe. Something was wrong, and no oxygen would enter his lungs. He stood stark still, his lungs beating so fast and yet so slowly at the same time. He could not breathe. But he was fine.
Rei was dreaming. In her head she pictured this was the world. That she was the world. That they were the world. And the world had binded them together. She could not recognize it. Somehow could not. It was a peculiar taste and every breathe she took in felt like another fall. Her head would shake within and shout over and over again, that this was not right, to run away, that this was getting in the way of things. She had never thought this much about herself in her existence.
And though her mind screamed, her heart roared. What shocked her most was that she had a heart. That this flutter in her breast was not something fictional, something false and plastic. These emotions, she had always thought them as a fraud, that people were just lying to themselves, that everyone was alone. But that thought, now shattered, could not even be imagined. No.
~
The sky was painted a vibrant mirage of reds, oranges, and violets. And still the pair sat there, looking over the water. Then, even though after all this time he had not moved an inch, Shinji suddenly exhaled. Very loudly. It was like a wakeup call, and the pair arose rather quickly, both embarrassed and wondering what had happened.
"Uh...umm...*cough*...I...guess that's long...uh...a long enough rest...umm..."
Shinji's voice stuttered horribly and his face was bright strawberry red. Even Rei's normal colorless face filled slightly with a sweet pink.
She nodded, and they went on. This time there bodies wavered a little farther from each other, as if they were afraid. Shinji's stare's kept coming once again, only this time not half as discrete. Shinji sort of had a twitch in his gait, but Rei on the other hand, walked perfectly straight, looking down towards the sidewalk. This was different then her usually straightforward demeanor. As always, Shinji was afraid he had done something wrong. Like an idiot, he thought it was the cough.
Rei still couldn't put her finger on it, the torrents filling her soul. And the more she thought about it, the more confused she got. And the more confused she got, the more she wondered what this was, and so on and so on. It wasn't as frustrating as it was bewildering. Somehow, she had all this pain inside her and all this joy coinciding. She still didn't understand it.
Shinji and Rei finally arrived at the drab apartment complex. Though to Shinji, it didn't seem so bad with Rei standing in the hallway. Something seemed needed to be said, but neither spoke. Rei looked deep into his eye, more out of habit then anything else. Shinji looked right back and stayed that way. Most of the time when somebody looked him straightforward, it was as if he was examining himself. He could never take it. But with Rei, all her eyes showed was a deep longing. A deep hope. It was the same look his eyes portrayed every time he looked in the mirror.
Finally she whispered a faint:
"Thank you."
And Shinji could only stand there shaken.
Rei looked down once more, and slowly walked into her apartment. And as her heel passed over the threshold followed by the door, Shinji's foot finally started to follow. He whispered a faint:
"Wait..."
But the door was already shut and the girl already gone. He stood in front of the door, feeling it with his fingers, running it along the surface. It was just a door, but to him it seemed like an impenetrable wall. He pressed his hands against it. Hard. Slowly his head lowered down and touched the wooden door. And just as slowly his body followed, pressing against it, trying to get through He crumpled to the ground, trying to slip through the impassable door, sobbing heavily and all the while not knowing why. And unbeknownst to him, Rei was on the other side, slumped to the ground, trying to slip through the door and into his arms.
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The door opened with a slight creak as Shinji arrived home. Looking around, it seemed as if the apartment was empty. Then he spotted the red head, glaring from her room. With a loud "hmmph!" and a scowl, she slammed her slide door, which immediately bounced back about a foot. Nearly breaking it down, she grabbed the handle, closed the door and did the latch with a loud *click!*
Shinji sighed to himself and took off his shoes. Falling down on the couch, all he could think of was Rei. Looking above to his ceiling, he wondered if this was where he was supposed to be...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Shinji slowly opened his eyes. He had dozed off on the couch to thoughts of a blue haired girl. Suddenly all he could see was red. And then even more suddenly, all he could feel were a couple of soft lips trying to delicately graze his.
"Asuka!!?'
Suddenly the red haired mass jumped back in shock. Asuka had though Shinji was sound asleep and was now rightfully scared out of her wits. Quickly she tried to peel out an explanation, but was interrupted by Shinji.
"What the heck were you doing while I was asleep!?"
Asuka turned even a darker shade of red, her face matching her hair. She could never admit to him or herself that what she truly wanted was to try kissing his lips one more time. So instead, all she was filled with were rage and disgust. Mostly for herself, but as was her habit, she misinterpreted it for hate against Shinji.
"I wasn't doing anything! I was just trying to play a little trick on you.you were supposed to be asleep, baka! C-can't you take a joke?!?"
Shinji didn't buy it. "You sure you weren't trying to kiss me?" he said with an annoyed scowl on his face.
Asuka took a step back and then raged forward.
"How DARE you suggest such a thing, you little HENTAI-PERVERT!!!!! I'll kick your ass for that!!"
And what ensued was another loud smack, some running over couches, countless broken lamps and a terrified pen-pen. Shinji was frantically trying to fit himself into pen-pen's tiny fridge house when Asuka grabbed him by the shorts and threw him against the couch, murder on her mind. Suddenly, as she's about to bash him into another existence, the door opens and another walks in.
Misato didn't even flinch when she saw the torn couch, the shattered tv, the shredded wallpaper from Shinji's clawing, nor when she saw the gallons of beer cans strewn everywhere around the dented fridge. She plopped herself at the table, and grabbed one of the spare rolling cans of cold ones. Popping the top, she merely petted the quivering pen-pen who was clutching her leg.
Asuka's fist was frozen in mid air and Shinji had the faint hope Misato had saved him. Asuka lowered her fist slowly. Yes! She wasn't going to kill him!
"Tough day?" inquired Asuka, still pinning Shinji down.
"You could say that..."
Asuka looked back down at hopeful looking Shinji, who gave her this cute little toothy grin, and shrugged.
Then she punched him.
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Yeah...I can't believe I couldn't remember what Misato's beer was called...and I call myself an eva fan! Blech! I thought it was something like Yebisu or something in that order, but could not conjure up the spelling nor the assurance that was it. Oh well...guess all I can do is grovel for your mercy. Anywhos, I tried to write this on slightly lighter note. Oh don't worry, there's still a lot more to happen, and who knows, maybe Asuka will even have a major role. I'm still debating it...
THIS IS WHERE I TELL YOU TO REVIEW IN A UNIQUE AND INTERESTING WAY. NOW DO IT.