Disclaimer:
Okay, in this story, I think I have to change soma facts, in order to fulfill that legend. Just want to tell you, so you won't be surprised or worried if you find those changes. But I still try to make situation similar as I can. Hope this warning can help you to enjoy this story.
Still dedicated to LoveStory, and to Arche-chan too. LoveStory, Thanks for the 'Where is the Love'.
Chapter two
Shinji sat on his bed. He was in his room now. It's quiet beautiful, and ancient. He was welcome by Ritsuko. She said his father was busy, so was Ayanami. He had to wait for them, and Shinji decided not to explore that home more, cause it seemed he didn't want to look amazed with his father new house. But he couldn't understand why his father was always with Rei. He just didn't get it. He was sure that the scary Gendou almost didn't have business with Ayanami.
And suddenly, when he was still thinking about them, the door was knocked. He took a glimpse at the door. "Shinji, it's me," a woman voice went on. It's Ritsuko. Shinji got up and walked towards the door. He touched the door handle, and opened that heavy wooden door. He saw Ritsuko was standing there, waiting for him. "What is it?" he murmured slowly.
"It seems your father is a very busy man, Shin-kun," she spoke after him. Shinji smirked. "I think so," he replied her. Ritsuko smirked too. "Well, how about these?" she gave him some papers. Shinji didn't understand, but he took it from her hand. He saw the texts there.
"Ritsuko-san, these are names of restaurants. Do you want to treat me?" Shinji kept his eyes on those, while he was asking her. "No, it's not me who wants to treat you," Ritsuko said. Shinji thought for a while. He had something in his mind that time, but he still wanted to ignore it. "Well, as you know, I'm a poor kid. I don't have enough money to eat at these restaurants," he murmured, still looking at those papers. "Just choose one of them," she told him.
Shinji kept thinking. "These are all French name. I don't understand about it. Why don't you just choose one for me?" he offered her. Ritsuko glanced at him, and received the papers he pointed. "Hmm…how about the most expensive one? Shinji. Make him poor." she asked him after staring at them. "No problem…but poor? Who'll be poor?" Shinji muttered. "Well, you'll meet your father there. It will be a nice dinner. And Ayanami will be there too," she explained.
His heartbeats were multiplied two times every time he heard word 'Ayanami'. He gulped. "Ayanami will be there too?" he asked for sure. Ritsuko nodded. "Yes, of course. So, I'm gonna call him now. You better get ready from now," then she left him. He still didn't know what to feel, happy or not, while Ritsuko's shoes heels were tapping on the floor.
"Shinji, Shinji. What do you think are you doing! Let's go! Hurry up!" Ritsuko surprised him, entered his room and took him by the elbow. "Wait wait wait, Ritsuko. Why do we have to be this fast!" Shinji pleaded when she pleaded him even harder. She didn't listen to him, she just brought him to the lobby, when a car was waiting for him.
"Uwa….." he mumbled when he saw that car. It's limousine. "Uwo….."
"Don't just say 'uwa' or 'uwo'. Get in, NOW," she commanded. Shinji was still frozen.
"It's impossible otou-san has this kind of car," he whispered. "He is rich, you know. Now, go…He is waiting for you at that restaurant," she said. Shinji wore tuxedo that time. "Um…this is his car?" Shinji asked her softly, didn't believe what he saw. Ritsuko wrinkled at the corners, and nodded. "Get in. After you leave, I can go from this house. My job will be finished after you depart to that restaurant. I don't have to watch over you anymore," she snapped friendly.
She nodded once again, before at least, Shinji got into the car.
"Good evening, Sir," an old waiter greeted him. His hair was totally white, and he was almost bald. He wore a tuxedo too. "Ahh….good evening," Shinji replied him. The old man smiled at him. "How can I help you?" he asked him politely. Shinji, felt nervous to be treated like that, answered anxiously.
"Errr….er….is there any table reserved by Ikari Gendou?"
"Please wait a minute," he typed something behind the receptionist table.
and then, "Yes, there is, Sir. For three people right? This way," he continued, and walked in front of Shinji. Shinji followed him. And they stopped when they arrived at one table. The table covered with a white tablecloth. "Here we are," the old man smiled friendly. Shinji gulped again, gazed at him. "W-well…Thank you," he muttered slowly. The old man pulled him a chair from the table. The waiter bent down, and went after Shinji responded him.
Shinji transferred his eyes from the waiter, to her father and…Rei. Her father was wearing a tuxedo, still with scary eyes and square glasses. And besides him, there was Ayanami, watching over him with her cold red eyes. She wore a black-elegant sack dress. He gulped again, didn't have any words to greet them. Silence…Shinji was still standing.
"Don't you want to sit down?" his father's voice appeared and brought him to the real world again.
He turned his face to his father. "Ah, sure" then, he sat on the chair that had been pulled by the waiter. He could feel that their eyes were still staring at him intently. Gendou sighed, and took the menu list. He saw his father peered at it. "What do you want to eat?" he asked. "Hmm…" he tried to choose one of the food he didn't know well.
"I-I…"
"I think this one will be tasty," a calm voice answered.
Shinji peeped at the voice's source. It was Rei's… She was talking about the food she chose with Gendou. And suddenly, dissatisfaction dunned his heart.
His father asked it to Ayanami…
his father didn't care about him…
his father just cared about her…
his father didn't love him… he almost forgot…
it seemed the one who deserved for his love just…Rei…
They were chatting happily each other while Shinji just could stare at them, look at happy expression colored their faces, and encode his feeling, that he felt nothing amongst them. There's nothing he could conduct there. He just watched them, when for the first time he saw the crimson dyed that ruby-eyed girl. And, after they stopped it, finally his father offered him for food.
"Shinji, choose your own food," his father inquired. "I don't know anything about these sorts of food," he answered with a laconic reply. Gendou knitted his eyebrows. "I see…". And, he waved his hand, called a waiter. And a young man came over them, asked politely, "May I help you?"
"Yes, we want one bouillabaisse please, and one this special menu," Gendou ordered food firmly. And he stole a glimpse at his son. "And it seems this boy doesn't want to eat anything," he said cruelly. Shinji looked back at his father unhappily, he didn't feel to be on mettle. The waiter looked confused. He gazed at Shinji. "Sir?" he made sure.
Shinji didn't answer anything but kept his eyes on Gendou, tried to keep himself from punching that man's face. "Sir, do you really don't want to eat anything?" the waiter was still trapped in unclearness. He didn't wish to face this kind of situation. He thought the cold-hearted guy would be at least more friendly to him. But however he tried, no matter hard he had fought the hatred stream, he still must bear the malice in his heart.
"May I offer you something, Sir? We have a special menu today. It's a prawn steak, filled with our Italian dress, and….." the man kept talking like a hooting bird. 'You are such so talkative. And your advertisement doesn't interest me at all. But you could help me this way' he grumbled in his heart. "Yeah, I want that one," he uttered. The man noted something, and then he went after saying "fine". He could feel that there wouldn't be much happiness for him that night.
The condition wasn't nice for Shinji while they were eating. Might be it's good for Gendou and Rei, because they kept smiling each other, and talked softly, until Shinji thought it would be all right even better if he wasn't there, with them. He just kept cutting his steak. And when the music changed into waltz, until there's a kindly twinkle in his eyes. And, all of sudden, they both got up from their chair, and walked towards the dancing floor.
'It's not fair! It's NOT fair! They just left me this way!' Shinji shouted in silence.
They both are dancing beautifully, Shinji. Don't betray the fact.
But another voice cajoled him into surrender thought.
'No way. He is a beast! I have no idea why Ayanami let him with her!' he neglected that voice.
You just say it because you want to calm yourself and try to forget that you CANNOT do anything while your father is even better than you
He saw her smile while she was with him. He never saw Rei smiled that way to him.
He realized that the truth was starting to conquer him. Seeing they both were like spouses. It felt like miasma spread out from the ground poisoned himself, his heart suffered a cramp, his heartbeats crowded his chest like there's an earthquake inside his body. The view in front of him cued him that he had lost something.
But what's that 'something'?
What is that 'SOMETHING'?
'No, I don't want to see more about this. I don't want to know further than this,' he decried the 'something' that was dangling him.
That time, he recognized that he didn't want his father to be with her…
That time, he recognized that he didn't want his father to be with her…or anyone else…
That time, he recognized that he was in a blue funk of losing her…
That time, he recognized that he wanted her to kept luminous for him, and not for somebody else, included his father…
That time, he recognized that he hoped for that camellia in his life, and he would never ever let another bee come and disturb his little flower….
He would run the gauntlet to that bee…and send it to its graveyard…
Coz he felt what's called jealousy that time…
He wanted to be with her…and will never let this vow broken…
to be continued.
P.S. thank for all the reviewers. And thanks to Arche-chan that supported me all the time when I got the writer-block. And thanks to LoveStory .