*picture Shinji with a Redhead handcuffed to each of his arms* hemm…the fan fiction possibilities.

Disclaimer: see last chapter

Katsuragi residence
Late Sunday evening

The door opens with a bang as Asuka step into the room, looking around, she see the hallway is deserted except for the sound of kissing emulating from deeper end of the apartment.

"Hello? I am HOME!!!" Asuka shouts.

No one responded.

"Misato must be watching those corny romance film again." Asuka grumbles. Without a second thought, the redhead tosses her bag into the room she shared with her "sister," then walk into the kitchen to get something to eat.

Much to her surprise, the German girl found Misato sitting in the kitchen with a Yeshibu in hand. Seeing Pen-Pen is drinking with her, Asuka quickly made some assessments:
1. Shinji never watch those kind of shows,
2. Neither does the older version of her, unless living through the 3rd Impact changed her mind, but unlikely.
3. And regardless what faults Misato has, she is not someone who would leave the TV on and not watching.
4. Kaji is not here (thank god)

"No way." Asuka whisper in shock, and Misato simply nods then kept on drinking. Gingerly, Asuka open the kitchen door as if it have a coiled viper in front of it. The sight that greets her made the girl wish the door had a viper attached.

Asuka found herself making out with the Third child. Wait, no exactly, Tsuka is making out with the third child. The two were on couch, with the redhead on top and the Japanese boy on the bottom, arms entwined around each other's back. And from the look of it, both of them are enjoying the whole thing.

Screeching in fury, Asuka shouts: " Shinji you hentai baka!"

Sighing in disgust, the other German girl got off the poor boy, in an act reminiscent the first night she came here, Tsuka stood up and came face to face with her younger upstart. With a voice barely can be register as a whisper: "The Third Boy is mine, do you have a problem with that?"
I guess the only thing that can stop Asuka is another Asuka, figures. Shinji thoughts.

The air seem to electrify as the two redheads stare down at each other, after what it seem to be eternity, then the younger girl broke off and started to shout at the Major, who had the bad luck of walking in.

"Misato!" Asuka bellows: "How can you as our guardian condone something like this?!"

"Why not?" A bleary eyed Misato walk out the kitchen with the waterfowl in tow.

"Because is sinful, it is hideous, it is hentai!"

"Oh Jeez, you begin to sound like Hikari now" Tsuka begin to be annoyed by her younger self's carping, opening open hands and pointing them at Shinji in a 'be my guest' gesture: " If our relationship is causing you so much distress, I am more than willing to share, I get to be on top though."

Shinji blinks once, then give a look as if he is about to cease breathing, something truly alarming for someone who suffered critical lung injuries. One quick glance at the other redhead told him that he should be somewhere else right now…

Then what pass for Misato's "guardian" mode kicked in.

"Oh Tsuka, it is not a big deal, they're co-workers. A little relationship on the side doesn't really matter, as long their clothes remain on the right places."

That remark earned a blush from couple on the sofa but they kept silent.

"But I am Asuka!" Asuka shouts out without thinking.

Suddenly, the alcoholic fog in front of Misato's eyes fade away "Then who was in 02 in the last battle?"

Silence reign in the living room…

"Shinji!" Misato commands, "You! Out now! Woman to girls talk."

"GIRL!" Both Redheads screeched, but a evil glare from Misato put them down.

And the third child dutifully head for his room with the waterfowl.

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Lunchtime in School

"So let me get this straight." Kensuke push his glasses up his nose, "You are sleeping with the devil's sister."

"Not sleeping." Shinji interrupts, his Rebreather hissed like Darth Vader: "We are just, um, going out."

"And the devil is having problem with that." Toji add in.

Remembering Tsuka's oath of secrecy, Shinji bit his tongue and swallow his answer.
"Good for you," the boy Otaku smile fondly at his friend: "Having the most chased girl in school eating out of your hand."

"Speaking of girls, as I recall, you have the second most want-to-chase-but-too-scary-to-think-about-girl living in your house now." Toji grinned maliciously, while the two other boys wonder how the heck the Jock manage to say a sentence like that.

"How did…" Kensuke reply.

Sweating profusely as he imagined the NERV security teams around the corner, the boy Otaku turn around to look for the men in black, but instead he hear the telltale bitching coming from the other end of the cafeteria.

"It is all your fault now I have to go to Sync tests!"

"My Fault? It is your fault for not keeping your lips off Shinji!"

The statement evokes a collective throw up from all males eating within hearing range. Unfortunately, with the twin's voice, that meant most of the cafeteria. Before the boys can blink, a large population of the 9th grade males begins to glare at Shinji… (while the single females population all secretly smile in relief)

"I think an tactical withdraw is in order." Kensuke push his glasses up another inch then start to gather his lunch tray. Eyes widen in alarm, Toji put his arms around Shinji and slowly pick him up from the chair, "Slowly boys, back out the Cafeteria…before we…"

"Kensuke-kun!" a cheery voice came out from behind.

All three boys turns around, only see a cheerful Rei with an equally cheerful Class Rep walking toward them, the latter carrying a lunchbox, both appear oblivious of the impending disaster around them.

Kensuke gulped audibly: "I think…the situation just got decisively deadly."

NERV HQ

"Sir, we found the first child." The intercom chimed.

Gendo stared into the Intercom as if wishing to destroy it with his eyes alone, if his captain on the other side saw this, he would cringe in fear. But alas, the commander must save his death glares for another day.

"And? Did your team move to retrieve her?"

"Sir, they are in the school, there are too many people around. Think of the Children…"

"ENOUGH!" Gendo bellowed: " I have briefed you C&D people time after time how important the first child is to our operations, with her replacements vanished, I need her back! AND I WANT HER NOW!!"

A long paused followed, then a new voice can be heard from the Intercom, with background noise that sound like struggles and shouts.

"Sorry sir, but it is not possible."

Taking a deep breath, the Commander close his eyes and uttered: "Why?"

"Um, sir, there is a riot going on in the school, and the first child disappeared during the chaos."

"Riot? In a Japanese school?" Gendo asked incredulously.

"Yes sir, it has to do with your son and the second child, the entire male population has go postal over her alleged post-adolescent relationship."

"My son? With Asuka?"
"Yes sir, is that or the second child's sister. They are almost the same and we have an hard time finding out which and which."

"Well forget her! Find that albino doll before it is too late!"

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School Infirmary

"Ouch." Kensuke winced as the nurse tack another bandage on his arm. Looking around, he see Toji laid on his back staring outside one of the windows, while Shinji had some bandage applied to his right eye. The wounds from the last Angel battle still remained unhealed, and this fight had induced fresh waves of injuries all over the third child.

The two Asukas sat facing each other in a corner, then the two turned around at sounds of Kensuke's pain.

"So Stooge, how did you get your hands into the doll's pants?" One of the Asukas asked.

Both Shinji and Kensuke begin to blush furiously at the remark, but thankfully, the redheads(s) were fully concentrated at the Otaku and not at Shinji for once.

With dangerous glares emitting from both devils, Kensuke gulped audibly, with a loss for words, he reach into his pant pocket and fished out an empty medicine bottle.
"Prozac?" the other Asuka look perplexed…

"You fed Prozac to the doll?" The first one stared incredulously.

"Not fed, she um, took the bottle while I was, um, recovering from a recent head injury," no reason to bring back the reason of the head injury, "and I found this among her stuff last week when she moved in. I think, um, she might have, um, overdosed."

The silence is getting more and more uncomfortable…

"Good Job!" Both Asukas slap Kensuke in the back, sending his glasses flying into the floor.

Tsuka smiled happily: "That is one problem out the way, of all the ways to open her up, I never thought about drugging her." Then quickly added: "By the way, that doesn't raise your standing with us, stooge."

"Speaking of Rei, where is she?" Shinji asks.

"It's Rei now? You are getting too familiar with her!" Both redheads leaned forward and gave the third child a death glare, sending the boy tumbling over the bed he was sitting on. Toji managed to catch the EVA pilot before the boy have another concussion.

Tsuka however, stop to think about the question: "Where is the doll anyway?"

Toji, slowly pushing the third child back to a sitting position, added in: " I saw one of the guys that wore NERV uniform, you know, Trench coat and shades everything, stop her and took her away, she, didn't appear to be too happy about it."

The other four children met each other's gaze, the collectively shouted "OH NO!"

Snarling furiously, Asuka deliver a devilish glare at Toji: "Why didn't you say anything?!"

"Well, um, I tried, but I kind of got jumped by your fans…"

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NERV HQ

"Sir, we got the first child."

"Sent her in." Gendo commanded.

Within seconds, the door slid open noiselessly to admit Commander Fuyutsuki and the first child. Rei walked in her sailor suit with her hands in pockets, smiling cheerfully, while the aging sub-commander stood by the door, a grim look in his face.
"Rei." Gendo uttered.

"Commander." The albino girl countered, not giving ground but still smiling happily.

"I am disappointed in you, Rei."

"I'm sorry?"

"I thought you had more discipline than my son."

"Perhaps." Her smiles faded a little bit, but still remained there.

"You are the heart of the HCP project, I cannot afford to lose you."

"As you have lost your wife." The girl replied matter-of-factly, turning around to stare at the picture at the commander's desk.

Gendo snarled in fury, too many things has gone wrong lately for the man, too many of his plans fell apart and many more lurched on the verge to collapse, the sheer pressure destroyed veneer of control and replace it with the cold and savage monster inside. Grabbing Rei's right hand, he squeezed her hand hard.

But the unexpected happened, as Gendo's and Rei's hand came into contact with each other, they [the hands] begin to glow, and Ayanami' eyes widen slightly.

"Yes Ayanami, you must understand."

Lowering her eyes, Ayanami appeared to submit…

Then in a flash, the blue-haired girl reach into her pockets and pulled out a wicked dagger. Before anyone can react, Ayanami slash Gendo's hand with the curved blade. Blood splash over the blue haired girl's face, while Gendo's white gloves were covered with red as he tumble backward.

For the first time in her short life…Ayanami screamed in rage: "What I UNDERSTAND IS YOU WANT TO SACIFICE ME FOR YOUR DEAD WIFE! YOU WANT SACIFICE YOUR OWN SON FOR YOUR DEAD WIFE! YOU WANT SACIFICE THE LIVES OF THIS WORLD FOR A DEMENTED PLAN….I…HATE…YOU." Spitting every letter of the word as if it is venom, the girl stare right into Gendo's eye, then dashed out the door.

Commander Fuyutsuki look at the blood on floor, Gendo's bleeding form, sighed, and called a first aid crew. Then he too left the room, leaving a stunned Gendo Ikari on the floor.

"Why…didn't she understand…why didn't anyone understand…"
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Later that night

For all his guile and annoyingness, Kensuke could not find a way to get into the NERV HQ to find out the fate of the first child. Even Asuka and Shinji were barred from entering the HQ, sending more morbid thoughts into the boy Otaku and his friends. With no other venue available, the only thing Kensuke can do is to come back to his apartment.

Father is not home again, typical. Kensuke thought.

Then he saw one of his own daggers, stained with blood, lying on the floor. Fearing the worst, Kensuke dash through the house screaming Rei's name. He found her on the Balcony, with blood in her hand, sobbing.

Fearing Rei would so something drastic, Kensuke walked slowly toward the girl.

"Ayanami?" Kensuke call out fearfully.

"I am not even…really…human, I am a clone from his dead wife and a Angel…" Rei cries on. "I look through his eyes, Kensuke-kun, I saw his heart. He consider me a doll, a piece to be sacrificed for his little game…I despise him."

Ignoring the shocking (and still mystifying) revelation of Ayanami's origins, the boy Otaku decided to calm her down before inquiring for further information. Placing his arms around Rei's neck so she wouldn't jump off: "You are just as human as me, I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile, I've even heard you laugh," Kensuke cradle her face with his left hand: "dolls don't do that, he must have lied, whoever he is. And even if you are an angel, I would be glad to worship a goddess like you."

Ayanami jerks backward as if been struck by lightning, "Dolls don't lie, humans do, he does, so do you."

Unabashed by that accusation, Kensuke replies: "Not all the time, I truly believe you are someone special."

"Prove it." Kensuke suddenly realize Rei's tear-filled eyes suddenly went blazing with fire: "Take off your clothes."

"Oh sure…"then the implication of that remark struck the boy Otaku like a tornado hitting an barn. "…WHAT?"

"Take off your clothes and lie down with me like HUMANS do. Man to woman." Her hands reach out to grasp his throat, the pressure from them slowly made little wells in his neck, a little bit more and fountain of blood would erupt out of them…

"Birp?" the boy choked in fear, his eyes glowing in alarm, as Ayanami's face become closer and closer, the red eyes glowing….

Wow, who would have thought the entrance to hell would be so narrow? Kensuke thought: I can't believe this, trapped on a tenth floor balcony with a sex-starved half-angel clone, there was nothing written like this in the Art of War…

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Across the street on a distant roof

Pulling binoculars off his face, Gerald [future Shinji] smiled as he saw Ayanami grab Kensuke and pinned him to the floor, as both children disappeared out of sight, the secret agent turned around to his two companions. One of them, a gorgeous brunette who an wore an ebony thong and tube top encircled by wide, golden, belt-like ribbons about her torso, giving the impression of a gift ribbon waiting to be untied. While the other wore a black Gi overlapped with a bullet-proofed vest, giving the impression of the Traditional Japanese Ninja.

"I am sorry Kensuke, but in order for the scenario to play out correctly, I need Rei to be VERY happy with life. Time to go, folks," Gerald smiled viciously.

"But boss! They just got to the fun part!" The brunette pouted.

Before Gerald can formulate a reply, two cars came racing down the street, both painted Jet black. The cars screeched as they pulled to a halt, and eight NERV agents pouring out of them with weapons drawn.

Sighing in disgust, Gerald points at the scene below: "Get them, I want send a message to Gendo Ikari."

"Ah boss," The brunette begin to complain again: " You know they are not going to leave peacefully without Rei."

Drawing his right index finger in a slashing motion over his throat, Gerald replied: " It is not the message I plan to send."
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t.b.c

Well, although no one seem to write reviews for my fic anymore, I don't really care about them either, although more reviews means I can write faster. There is a small group of fans that still keep reading my fic despite all odds, and for that, I own them a completion to this story.

To the minority fans that remain patient with me, and especially my pre-readers and sisters, I salute you all!

Of course, now you scrolled to the bottom of the screen, does it take you that much time and effort to post a review and cheer me up? Prove to me you are not lazy… or you will make Pen-Pen cry again.