Four Leaf Souls
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A Mother's Touch
June 13th, 2016 1330 hrs Office of the Supreme Commander
The Sephirotic Tree glowed faintly on the ceiling of the cavernous office, as two men met to determine the fate of their savior. "If the current scenario is to succeed, a special mindset is required." One was seated, hands arched in front of his face, hiding his features. "While we both know what is at stake, I do not think a suicidal depression is the condition." The other was standing; looking out the window to the violet and green god that slept across the giant cage humanity had created for it. "The Third Child's reactions are required as a prerequisite for this mindset." The older man, Kozo Fuyutsuki, looked away from the great beast and rested his gaze upon his former student. "Then I trust things are going as planned?" Fuyutsuki sighed; things should have been different. As silence was his answer, the Sub-commander of NERV left the office of one of the most powerful beings on Earth.
1340 hrs NERV Medical, Room 403
"Of all places, I would have never have thought to find you here, Dr. Akagi." The faux-blonde doctor turned to see Fuyutsuki watching from the door. "Sub-commander, why are you here?" The man smiled slightly. "I am simply checking up on our Messiah, doctor. She would have never wanted things to come to this. And who might this be?" Fuyutsuki noted the older woman on the bed next to that of Shinji's. "I am assuming she is one of the results of your 'project'?" Ritsuko froze. She looked at Fuyutsuki again to find no hostility. "Y-Yes, sir; her soul was strong enough to escape the Sea of Dirac." "What is her name?" "Her name's Ora." "If she has just been 'resurrected', why is she here?" he said with a curious tone. "Is there something wrong Dr. Akagi?" he asked as Ritsuko looked out into the hallway. "What I am about to tell you cannot leave this room." "My lips are sealed." Ritsuko sighed, evidently unsure. "Well to put it bluntly, she's psychic." She walked over to Shinji's bed, brushing some of the cold sweat off the boy's forehead. "Somehow, she was able to get inside Shinji's head to stabilize him, after which she passed out. I have no doubts as to how difficult it is to calm a mind as turbulent as poor Shinji-kun's." 'It's just one of life's little ironies,' Ritsuko thought as she idly brushed a lock of hair out of the boy's face, 'that the strongest warrior in the world is the most fragile person I'll ever know.'
1400 hrs Central Dogma, Command Bridge
Maya was worried. She had heard about the interview incident with Shinji ending up in a coma. "Hey, you alright, Ibuki-chan?" Maya practically jumped out of her chair at the voice. "S-Sorry. I'm just nervous." Makoto Hyuga sighed. "I know how you feel. That CNN reporter should have never been able to talk with Shinji. God knows what he forced him to unearth from his past. So, you alright? You were zoned there for a while." Maya blushed self-consciously. "I . . . I don't know." Shigeru Aoba looked up from his own console. "It's Shinji, right? We all know how royally screwed up his life is, and that's without the 'high-and-mighty- King-of-the-Bastards'." Maya gave Aoba an incredulous look. "Don't give me that look Ibuki-chan; there aren't many people in NERV who don't think that," he said defensively. "He's right you know." All three stared at Fuyutsuki as he arrived on the Command Bridge. Shigeru was the first to recover his voice. "With all due respect sir, shouldn't you be giving us a slap on the wrist or something?" Fuyutsuki's eyes dropped as he spoke. "I saw Gendo enter the madness those twelve years ago. He had destroyed his apartment entirely; there was nothing left to remind him of Yui. I didn't think I would ever see his little boy so distraught." He sighed sadly for lost times. "Unfortunately, he proved me wrong; it was only a few hours until his child was on a train to Osaka-2 as his father walked away. I feel as if a part of me will never forgive him for doing that to his son and myself for doing nothing to soften the blow." The three techs sat down, their minds processing what had been told them. "Wow. I've . . . I've never heard it like that before," said Maya, still regaining control over her emotions. "I don't think anyone has, Ibuki-chan," Makoto said.
1425 hrs Katsuragi/Ikari/Sorhyu/Ayanami Apartment
"Where IS that baka!?!" "Please Asuka, you're not helping." Misato tried in vain to calm her more volatile charge. "It was HIS turn to COOK!! Or have you forgotten that?" "You should calm yourself Pilot Sorhyu," came a soft voice from the lounge. "Your behavior will not hasten Shinji-kun's recovery." "Bite me, Wonderdoll." "I am not a doll." "Stuff it, First!" Sue watched from Shinji's room, sighing. 'Please come home with Shinji- kun, Ora.' A crashing sound followed by a stream of German curses reached her ears. 'Please. Bring him home. . .'
NERV Medical, Room 403
Ora sat up mindful of the hospital gown she wore. The steady beeping off to her left gave her relief, as it meant the patient next to her had stabilized. She started as the door opened. "Dr. Akagi told me you might be awake by now," said Fuyutsuki as he entered the room. "I am Kozo Fuyutsuki, the Sub-Commander of NERV. I already know your name, Ora." Noticing the fearful look in her eyes, Fuyutsuki pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed. "I have heard many things about you, Ora. Not the least of which that you are a powerful psychic." He paused, letting Ora take in all that he said. "Dr. Akagi has already told me that you are uncomfortable with being tested and I can assure you that no one shall do so. On another note, I would like to say on behalf of myself and the command staff of NERV that we are extremely grateful to you." Ora sat up in the bed, confused. "Had I known how it would have affected him, I would have never allowed that interview to take place. As you probably know Shinji better than even Major Katsuragi, I don't think I have to explain any more to you." Blushing, Ora responded. "I-I don't think . . . I mean . . . he was just so alone. No one was there for him. I just wanted to do what I could; no one should have to live like that." Fuyutsuki let out a sigh. "I couldn't agree more." Fuyutsuki and Ora looked at each other for a long time. "You know what it's like to have to leave someone, don't you," said Fuyutsuki after what seemed like an eternity. "I-In a way, I guess. It's not something I am comfortable talking about," she said hesitantly. "That's quite alright, Ora," said Fuyutsuki. "I will leave now to let you rest. I wish both you and Shinji a speedy recovery." "Thank you, Professor Fuyutsuki." Fuyutsuki let out a chuckle as he stood and left the room. As she lay back down, she pondered the impressions she had gotten from Fuyutsuki. 'Shinji-kun is more important than he knows. Prof. Fuyutsuki sees him as a grandson; Misato-san sees him as a little brother; even Rei-kun and Asuka-kun seem to be rivals for his attentions.' She sighed to herself. 'The Bridge crew is also fond of him. I don't think I could even begin to imagine the damage that would be done if Shinji- kun were to die. Oh Kazuhiko, what should I do?'
A Mother's Touch
June 13th, 2016 1330 hrs Office of the Supreme Commander
The Sephirotic Tree glowed faintly on the ceiling of the cavernous office, as two men met to determine the fate of their savior. "If the current scenario is to succeed, a special mindset is required." One was seated, hands arched in front of his face, hiding his features. "While we both know what is at stake, I do not think a suicidal depression is the condition." The other was standing; looking out the window to the violet and green god that slept across the giant cage humanity had created for it. "The Third Child's reactions are required as a prerequisite for this mindset." The older man, Kozo Fuyutsuki, looked away from the great beast and rested his gaze upon his former student. "Then I trust things are going as planned?" Fuyutsuki sighed; things should have been different. As silence was his answer, the Sub-commander of NERV left the office of one of the most powerful beings on Earth.
1340 hrs NERV Medical, Room 403
"Of all places, I would have never have thought to find you here, Dr. Akagi." The faux-blonde doctor turned to see Fuyutsuki watching from the door. "Sub-commander, why are you here?" The man smiled slightly. "I am simply checking up on our Messiah, doctor. She would have never wanted things to come to this. And who might this be?" Fuyutsuki noted the older woman on the bed next to that of Shinji's. "I am assuming she is one of the results of your 'project'?" Ritsuko froze. She looked at Fuyutsuki again to find no hostility. "Y-Yes, sir; her soul was strong enough to escape the Sea of Dirac." "What is her name?" "Her name's Ora." "If she has just been 'resurrected', why is she here?" he said with a curious tone. "Is there something wrong Dr. Akagi?" he asked as Ritsuko looked out into the hallway. "What I am about to tell you cannot leave this room." "My lips are sealed." Ritsuko sighed, evidently unsure. "Well to put it bluntly, she's psychic." She walked over to Shinji's bed, brushing some of the cold sweat off the boy's forehead. "Somehow, she was able to get inside Shinji's head to stabilize him, after which she passed out. I have no doubts as to how difficult it is to calm a mind as turbulent as poor Shinji-kun's." 'It's just one of life's little ironies,' Ritsuko thought as she idly brushed a lock of hair out of the boy's face, 'that the strongest warrior in the world is the most fragile person I'll ever know.'
1400 hrs Central Dogma, Command Bridge
Maya was worried. She had heard about the interview incident with Shinji ending up in a coma. "Hey, you alright, Ibuki-chan?" Maya practically jumped out of her chair at the voice. "S-Sorry. I'm just nervous." Makoto Hyuga sighed. "I know how you feel. That CNN reporter should have never been able to talk with Shinji. God knows what he forced him to unearth from his past. So, you alright? You were zoned there for a while." Maya blushed self-consciously. "I . . . I don't know." Shigeru Aoba looked up from his own console. "It's Shinji, right? We all know how royally screwed up his life is, and that's without the 'high-and-mighty- King-of-the-Bastards'." Maya gave Aoba an incredulous look. "Don't give me that look Ibuki-chan; there aren't many people in NERV who don't think that," he said defensively. "He's right you know." All three stared at Fuyutsuki as he arrived on the Command Bridge. Shigeru was the first to recover his voice. "With all due respect sir, shouldn't you be giving us a slap on the wrist or something?" Fuyutsuki's eyes dropped as he spoke. "I saw Gendo enter the madness those twelve years ago. He had destroyed his apartment entirely; there was nothing left to remind him of Yui. I didn't think I would ever see his little boy so distraught." He sighed sadly for lost times. "Unfortunately, he proved me wrong; it was only a few hours until his child was on a train to Osaka-2 as his father walked away. I feel as if a part of me will never forgive him for doing that to his son and myself for doing nothing to soften the blow." The three techs sat down, their minds processing what had been told them. "Wow. I've . . . I've never heard it like that before," said Maya, still regaining control over her emotions. "I don't think anyone has, Ibuki-chan," Makoto said.
1425 hrs Katsuragi/Ikari/Sorhyu/Ayanami Apartment
"Where IS that baka!?!" "Please Asuka, you're not helping." Misato tried in vain to calm her more volatile charge. "It was HIS turn to COOK!! Or have you forgotten that?" "You should calm yourself Pilot Sorhyu," came a soft voice from the lounge. "Your behavior will not hasten Shinji-kun's recovery." "Bite me, Wonderdoll." "I am not a doll." "Stuff it, First!" Sue watched from Shinji's room, sighing. 'Please come home with Shinji- kun, Ora.' A crashing sound followed by a stream of German curses reached her ears. 'Please. Bring him home. . .'
NERV Medical, Room 403
Ora sat up mindful of the hospital gown she wore. The steady beeping off to her left gave her relief, as it meant the patient next to her had stabilized. She started as the door opened. "Dr. Akagi told me you might be awake by now," said Fuyutsuki as he entered the room. "I am Kozo Fuyutsuki, the Sub-Commander of NERV. I already know your name, Ora." Noticing the fearful look in her eyes, Fuyutsuki pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed. "I have heard many things about you, Ora. Not the least of which that you are a powerful psychic." He paused, letting Ora take in all that he said. "Dr. Akagi has already told me that you are uncomfortable with being tested and I can assure you that no one shall do so. On another note, I would like to say on behalf of myself and the command staff of NERV that we are extremely grateful to you." Ora sat up in the bed, confused. "Had I known how it would have affected him, I would have never allowed that interview to take place. As you probably know Shinji better than even Major Katsuragi, I don't think I have to explain any more to you." Blushing, Ora responded. "I-I don't think . . . I mean . . . he was just so alone. No one was there for him. I just wanted to do what I could; no one should have to live like that." Fuyutsuki let out a sigh. "I couldn't agree more." Fuyutsuki and Ora looked at each other for a long time. "You know what it's like to have to leave someone, don't you," said Fuyutsuki after what seemed like an eternity. "I-In a way, I guess. It's not something I am comfortable talking about," she said hesitantly. "That's quite alright, Ora," said Fuyutsuki. "I will leave now to let you rest. I wish both you and Shinji a speedy recovery." "Thank you, Professor Fuyutsuki." Fuyutsuki let out a chuckle as he stood and left the room. As she lay back down, she pondered the impressions she had gotten from Fuyutsuki. 'Shinji-kun is more important than he knows. Prof. Fuyutsuki sees him as a grandson; Misato-san sees him as a little brother; even Rei-kun and Asuka-kun seem to be rivals for his attentions.' She sighed to herself. 'The Bridge crew is also fond of him. I don't think I could even begin to imagine the damage that would be done if Shinji- kun were to die. Oh Kazuhiko, what should I do?'