Ok, this is an incredibly boring chapter...at least I think so, since nothing at all really happens...but oh well. The only reason I've decided to pick this story up again is because I'll occasionally get a review or an email sending me death threats if I don't...
By the way, sorry to disappoint, but this chapter is kind of lacking in substance. I just want to see how the FF.net community reacts and if I should continue this at all...
By the way, I own you. Perhaps not Evangelion, but certainly YOU. Now read, my minions read.
Asuka walked out of her room, tardy for breakfast as usual, and gave Shinji and extra smack on the head for no reason. He didn't complain though, just winced and munched his toast. After all, the entire reason he had a bag of cold peas tied to the black eye on his face is because of the fiery redhead. Sighing heavily, the boy got up, grabbed his books, and much to the yelling and screaming of Asuka, left without her.
The school looked almost vacant to Shinji regardless of the fact that many students, all dressed like him, were rushing into the building trying to beat the bell. Suddenly, with a pang he knew why: Rei was absent. Toji came up behind him, muttering something or another, but Shinji hardly heard a word...
"What are these hands for...? What were these hands made for?"
Suddenly he was there again, reliving it in his mind. The rush, the surprise, the immense fear as he tore through the angel's AT field and knocking it back across the entire city. Manning the giant living creature for the first time, his mind opened up and had become enveloped in it. It was a feeling of immense blind power wrapped around in a cold veil of fear. There was something more though...something that picked at Shinji's brain. His hands shook uncontrollably.
Suddenly, Toji gave Shinji a not so subtle shove.
"Hey, Sen-pai! Wanna pick up the pace?"
Shinji jolted back to reality and found himself back at school, stuck with janitorial duty. His hands wouldn't stop shaking though...the mop in his hands quivered and his legs stumbled, knocking over a bucket of soap.
"Hey...hey Sen-pai? You ok?" Toji walked back over, thinking somehow he had caused Shinji's minor seizure. Shinji quickly regained his composure, reassuring Toji and cleaning up his mess.
"No! No! You're doing it all wrong!!" Toji clamored as he pulled Shinji off the floor. Getting on all fours, Toji gave him a sly grin. Whispering so only Shinji could hear, he muttered, "You see, this is an art I've perfected...you make like you're cleaning...and slowly...."
Toji's eyes followed straight up the legs of a passing girl and straight up her skirt. His eyes seemed dazed and his tongue slightly rolled out. "Cotton...it's the fabric of my life..."
Shinji was about to scream in indignation but suddenly, right above his unknowing head hovered Hikari. Toji was none the wiser though and unfortunately didn't read Shinji's horrified face. Turning his head slightly, he saw another pair of panties right above him. Half drooling, he suddenly recognized the socks. They had small mammograms on them reading "Hikari" in cool gold letters.
Hissing in almost a snake-like manner, the class figurehead pounced, screaming and yelling and causing a general ruckus. Toji did the only thing he could, which was try to squirm away as quickly as possible. Shinji quickly jumped out of the way as the two passed in front of him, one grabbing on to the other's collar and the other trying escape death. Suddenly Toji lost his balance, and arms waving, started to fall down the stairs with Hikari's hands still around his neck.
CRASH!!
"Now you see what you've done, woman!! You could have killed me!! AHH!! Get away! Get away! Shinji! Help! She's trying to finish me!"
Toji ran down the hall, grinning, with Hikari chasing after him, tears welling up in her eyes and screaming something about going to the nurse's office. Shinji chuckled to himself as he picked up a mop and began cleaning again...he didn't hear or see them for the rest of the day.The following school day however, as he approached his classroom, he heard their voices long before he saw their faces. Walking through the doorway, he could see that they were at each other's throats again. Hikari was yelling how Toji should stop copying Shinji and Kensuke's homework. He noticed that there was a small bandage on Toji's arm where he was cut yesterday. As he passed, the two scowled at each other and walked away to their perspective corners. When he looked back though, Hikari was smiling...and looking at Toji in a peculiar manner. Toji was at the window, and from the look of it, contemplating deep inner turmoil. Odd behavior indeed...Shinji scanned the rest of the classroom, bored...Rei was gone...
Again..."Suzahara? Suzahara, Toji."
Toji looked up to see the class instructor holding up a letter. It had the Nerv insignia boldly printed on top. The whole room hushed slightly out of curiosity as Toji ripped open the letter coolly. His face suddenly looked extremely confused, but shrugging it off, he left the classroom with a shrug.
The class buzzed back to normal and Shinji laid his head on his desk, confused. "Nerv..." he thought, "I wonder if my father has something to do with this..."
Well, end of chapter. Keep reading, I've started the next, and I promise more of everything then. That is, provided I get some reviews...after all, it'd be tragic if my story suddenly went a controversial route and Shinji started noticing Kensuke's cute butt more often...
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