Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Mr Anno owns the characters that get written about here in this lil' old fic of mine. So please call back you lawyers and do not sue me! Please, I barely have enough money for the pub let alone a law suite! So please, don't sue me…that is all.
(A/N: Well here's chapter two and boy you guys seem jolly glad about me writing this here fan fic. I'm actually enjoying the chance to write a prequel to a story people actually liked and hopefully it'll be a good prequel…unlike Mr Lucas's prequels of a certain Iconic sci-fi trilogy ahem. Still I hope you continue to enjoy this as much as I am enjoying writing it. Pies!)
Now How Did I End Up Here?
By The Redundant Goddess…-X Why? Part one –X-
It had been almost a year to the day that the world had ended and somehow begun. Tokyo 3 was being rebuilt slowly but surely, although I sometimes wondered if that was a wise decision, and things were getting back to normal.
Well, as normal as things could be.
I stood blankly starring through the large balcony door of Misato's apartment, the whole affair flashed through my mind for the fourth time that day. It had all been so real at the time, the pain, the torment, the death and the end of the world… Yet we're here and things are so different. Third Impact was just another nightmare that I try to forget.
It was raining and the sound snapped me out of my mental waltz down memory lane before I could go any further into a brood. Not that I do that much any more. Okay, so once a day I like to be excused for a little while so I can sit in my room and just think, but when I come out again I feel better. Adjusted, ready to cook and take Asuka's abuse with good humour.
Speaking of Asuka she should be home any minute now.
I sighed and leant my head against the window. I still didn't understand her, but at least she had stopped hurting me as much as she used to. Every so often she'll slap me or kick me or call me a "Pervert!" But it's never meant with real venom anymore. I don't know what happened to her, but I am sure as hell not complaining. Neither are my testicles come to think of it.
The shrill ring of the phone echoed through the empty apartment. I let it ring, we've got an answering phone and I didn't really feel like moving to pick it up. It the sound stopped and was replaced by the high pitched tones of Auska and Misato:
"Hi guys! We're not here right now, but if you leave a message we might get back to you… with added fan service!"
BEEP.
Why did I ever let Misato record that?
"Hey Shinji, it's me Misato. Listen I've run into…hey quit it…er problems at work and I'll be home late. Very…hey not there late. So don't wait up for me, okay? Bye bye bye! Kaji I said quit it!"
BEEP.
I sighed again and the rain started to get heavy. Well, I suppose it's just me and Asuka for dinner tonight… I thought as I trudged over to the couch and switched on the TV. But as I did, a massive bolt of lightening flashed across the sky and the power went. It was a good job there was a massive crash of thunder right after the lightening because I yelled something very rude at the top of my lungs.
"Great!" I grunted, as moved to the kitchen to grab some candles and torches. "And Japan's stupidest criminals was on."
As I moved round the apartment, placing candles where I thought they should be, I couldn't help but be reminded of when all the power was shut off at Nerv and that really weird acid angel attacked. Luckily all the angels were gone, so I knew I wasn't going to have to crawl around in some air duct trying not to look up Asuka's skirt. But… my mind couldn't help but wander.
Now you know I said earlier I didn't wallow in self pity much anymore? Well… that's true for the most part. Except when the "K" name pops into my head.
NO! Not Kaji… sheesh!
I didn't think about Kaji unless I remember the night I came home and found he and Misato on top of each other in the living room all breathless and naked. Misato had the good grace to blush, but Kaji just smiled and said they were getting married and thought they should start baby making as soon as possible.
You know, maybe I should have moved out and lived into my own apartment like Ayanmai?
No, it's times like these, when I am alone I think about Kaworu. No matter how many times people give me their justifications for killing him; I still fell dirty and guilty for doing it. I know he was an Angel, but still, Ayanami turned out to be an Angel and when Ritsuko destroyed…er…the other Rei's, the good doctor landed up in jail. So why not me, why didn't I go to jail for killing someone? Besides, Kaworu didn't even want to kill us in the end. He may have asked for death, thus being a sort of suicide, but I still had to do it. With one movement of my hand I killed him, I crushed his body so much that the pressure popped his head like a champagne cork… or at least that's how one of the bridge bunnies put it.
Up until that point, the angels had all been really weird looking and giant and…well hell bent on destroying us. But he was different. He came, he saw, he had a sleep over and then died so that we could live. He didn't have loads of eyes or tentacles or any weird mask thingy. He had two eyes, a warm human body and a wonderful smile. Okay his eyes were weird, being red and all, but when you hang around with Rei for a while, the whole eye thing seems less weird.
Still I killed him and no matter how hard I try I can't find forgiveness. No one, especially Misato, can understand why I am so upset about the whole thing. He was just an Angel right? Wrong, he was my friend. A friend who told me he loved me, a friend who let me tell him how much I hated my father and a friend who finally let me kill him.
Plus, I know this sounds odd, but I kept thinking how things would have played out. If he hadn't had been an Angel, if I hadn't had to kill him? Would we still be friends? Would he still say he loved me and truly mean it? I know I have friends, like Kensuke and Toji, but they've only just moved back and they were never really that close to me, unlike Kaworu.
In the short time we knew each other we were so close. We talked about things that usually I would be scarred to approach others about. With him I felt at ease and relaxed and…well I guess cared for. Like, a real feeling of warmth and… It sounds stupid I know, like someone kind of stupid movie that Asuka laughs at. But I really did, that's why it hit me so hard when I found out what he really was.
I wished that he were still around. I wished that he were here so that he could've helped me come to terms with what has happened. That he could be here, sat on the couch and just chatting to me about nothing and everything. But most of all, just to for him to hear how sorry I am… for everything.
But he wasn't here and I was alone in the apartment waiting for the she-devil's return with the power out.
I sighed yet again out of agitation and boredom.
I went to my room to search out me SDAT player, only to find the thing's battery had died. After I threw that across the room I considered what else to do. There was no homework to be done because the school had only started a few days ago. I even considered playing my cello, but decided against it, as moving it around would no doubt cause a candle to fall over and then a fire.
In the end, being totally fed up and bored I decided the best thing to do was to go to bed. There was nothing else to do and I would rather be asleep so that when Asuka came back I wouldn't have to deal with her.
So at eight o'clock I grumbled off to my room with flashlight in hand when I heard the doorbell sound. I cringed, I had just missed my chance to escape Asuka's wrath. I cursed again as I edged toward the door, my flashlight still on, and proceeded to open it. She must have lost her key; I moaned to myself, she'd be in a fine mood when I open this door. Great…
However on opening the door, I didn't notice any mass of wet red hair or a set of feral blue eyes glaring at me for all they were worth. Instead my eyes flew open as wide as they could go, trying to register what I was seeing in front of me.
A massive flash tore through the sky almost blinding me. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. No it couldn't be. It was impossible! And yet…
It was him! It was Kaworu!
"Good evening Shinji Ikari." He said with that smile I remembered so well.
Thunder rang through the apartment complex as I stood and stared with utter amazement. He was back…
T.B.C…
(A/N: Yeah, I know this is mean. Two cliff hangers in two chapters, although this is one part of one huge chapter that I felt had to be split up. This chapter was going to be HUGE if I hadn't of done it like this. So I hope you will forgive me for doing this. Thank you. R.G. XxxxxX
P.S.: For all those fans reading this and sitting on the edge of their seats screaming "Where's the 'Accidental Kiss' Dude!" No, worries, it's coming and when it happens I promise you'll be satisfied. Have faith!)