AN: Well, here it is, the "First" chapter, not much to say right now. If my brain actually thinks of something, then. . .well. . .it'll have thought of something. . .And I've thought of something! I've decided to make the chapters shorter! Meaning I'll be able to update more! (More meaning almost every other day or so) Which also means there could actually be a cure for laziness! (And his libido has returned, in force!) This chapter will focus on, not only Gendos character, but a certain rock star. 10 points and some GHB goes to whoever can guess who it is. Oh, and 50 points goes to who can correctly guess what I parody in this chapter. (Yes, he's actually running a points system for his reviewers now. No, the points don't mean a thing, they're like a shirt with a fake signing of your favorite band. It isn't worth anything and in a few years, it'll be out of style) I HEARD THAT ME! Wait, till I abuse you with alcohol, and drug peddling midgets. . .then you'll be sorry! (Well. . .uhh. . .I'm wondering if I should change the rating of Drama to Angst, cause there'll be a little of both, but as far as I can tell it only allows two categories.) That's enough talking you. . .(Sorry for the long AN, I will try to keep it short and sweet next time! I promise!) You better (;.;)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Evangelion, A Wonderful Life, The Beatles or anything else I choose to bluntly parody/abuse to death. And if I did, Gendo would constantly be abused by his baby's daddy and Asuka/Shinji would be the ultimate pairing for all eternity.

Previous Chapter: Gendo had decided to finally complete his plan of Insturmentality, but a certain someone who happened to be watching, made something go wrong. What happened? You'll have to read on to find out.

Chapter 1: Lenny?

The sound of a bell echoed in Gendo's ear. As if it was a seashell, except without the loving caress of an ocean, he got the streets of Chicago. The first thing he did, besides piss himself, was look around in sweaty confusion. He was in. . .well, he couldn't really tell where he was. Wherever it was, it was obviously dark, and pretty dank as well. The smell of the place made it seem like it had been raining there for weeks, either that or someone had never heard of air fresheners. He felt around and he deduced that he was in a chair, a mighty comfy one at that. The material was. . .soft, but at the same time, felt slightly bumpy. It was like it had conformed to his specific body shape. Was he in heaven? Had this been what he had done? If it was Gendo couldn't be happier at this particular moment, unless of course Yui was with him.

It didn't matter to him, the world could be filled with lava, or it could be so cold that your body would be ripped into tiny shards. Hell, he could be last man on Earth, as long as his beloved Yui was by his side, he didn't care. And it was for these very reasons that he happened to have ended up where he was. If it weren't for his un-healthy obession with the past, he could be enjoying a real life. Instead he was forced to get a surreal one where, like a kid, he demands to have absolute law. Somehow, this worked for him, and he was happy. . .almost. Somewhere deep inside him something stabbed and woe. He didn't really listen to that part of him much though. So when it started to talk to him at this particular moment, he just shut it out. Locked the door and hid away, again. That was when a rough, yet smooth and faramilar voice cut through his thoughts like a knife.

"So why have you disowned your Son?" the voice asked. It didn't accuse him, no more as it asked information. At first Gendo was startled at the voice, but then remembered to keep up his, I got Everything Under Control, mentality. The voice asked the question again. This time though he started to actually think about where he was. The voice seemed to echo from everywhere, and it could have come from nowhere, all at the same time. Gendo was absoultely puzzled. Where am I? What happened to my plan? Am I just talking to myself now? No, that's for someone who has to see a physiatrist. Then what the hell happened?

"Would you like it if I just put on some music to relax you? I could always put on your smash hit ,Let it Be, or maybe even something of your own choosing, hmm?" the voice asking, once again it echoed in and out of his head. It was like he had no brain, the information came in one ear and out the other. He was too focused on his own thoughts to even hear the voice anymore. It wasn't until a hard sharp pain could be felt on the side of his face that he snapped back into reality.

"Lenny, come on! If you aren't going to talk to me all you're doing is wasting your money" the voice said, it wasn't quite too clear on where it came from, but he was at least knew that he wasn't delusional. Which always counts for something, right? But something struck him as. . .well, as off. Why would he call me Lenny? My name has no possible way to be spelled like Lenny, so why? None of this makes any sense! He resorted to using his copyrighted Gendo Pose (c), it was the last trump card he had. If someone can't see your face, they can't predict your movements or read your thoughts after all. Wait, why did I think that? I'm not the crazy one here, all I want is Yui, not this confusing place.

"Lenny, you gotta stop living in this convoluted world of yours. You know you can get through this, it's not that bad." the voice said in a cooing sort of way. It started to act as if it was a mother, yet he could not see this person. It started to agitate Gendo, to the point where he had seven thoughts streaming through his mind. I'm going to get them to stop calling me Lenny, damnit. No, wait, that could be what they want. What they want? What are you crazy? It's not like this is a ghost demanding to steal your soul! But, what if it is! When will a light come and save me from this darkness!

"Stop calling me Lenny, damnit!" he finally decided to yell. At least I sound sane, no need to scream about ghosts, if I did that they'd lock me up. . .Wait. . .Who's they? God, not again! While this inner mind battle was going on between Gendo and. . .Gendo, a sound could be heard. It wasn't a bad sound nessicerially, but it could irritate someone after a while. The scribbling of a pen was heard as a mumbling man wrote down everything he said. An aged man at that. He talked like an expert, but kept his cool like a Hollywood star, however, he wouldn't be gaining any hymns of praise any time soon. Especilly since most of his cases went insane shortly after meeting with him.

"5th Session, 2nd hour, 57th minute., the paitant seems to have finally recognized the sound of human voices. I might be able to convince him to give up this charade and continue on with their original work, if not, I have failed in my duties. I'll have to mark down the symptoms later though, I can't seem to find my book, sure wish I could turn the light on. Oh well, this is the way my wife would want it, and what she wants, she gets. That's because shes a bad girl, and she needs to be talked down to size, deserves a spanking that one does. I should buy her that new Victorias secret bra, haha. I love the irony of it all, her name being Victoria, me asking what her secret is!" the man paused laughing, but suddenly reilized something, something amiss.

"Hey, Lenny, where's my bird? Havn't heard him chirp for. . .35 minutes now" the man asked looking at his watch. That was when he heard a crashing sound of broken glass, and the deranged ranting of a man with a broken pride. The man decidedly was about to get up, when the sobs started. He reilized the man was going through something very difficult and emotional, so he decided to stay where he was. That was until he heard the man stutter with a certain word.

"HOW COME YOU KEEP ON CALLING ME LENNY? SO, WHAT IF I'VE DONE BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT'S NO REASON TO START TO CALL ME ANY NAMES!" Gendo started but then began to sob and speak more quietly, like a kid whose toy has been taken away from them. "I only wanted to see my beloved again, is that too much to ask for? I don't care if I have to ruin everyone elses lives, as long as I'm with my Y-Y-" the defeated man started to stutter. It was at that time that the old man near him said a word, one word only, but a influential word none the less.

"Yoko?" he offered. Something bothered him, sure things havn't gone smooth in Lenny's life, but it was no reason to act so depressed as this. The world would eventually forgive him, in maybe 80 years. Until then he can always be happy with who he is. That was when it hit him, like a stone being thrown at Jesus, maybe this wasn't Lenny? After all, Lenny required the lights off, so maybe a drunk just walked in, and plopped himself down. Who happened to sound exactly like Lenny, and knows someone whose name starts with a Y. No, that's too much of a coiendence.

"Yoko? YOKO! NO! YUI, YOU TWAT!" the deranged man yelled. He was about ready to destroy the invisible voice. It had bothered him and his sanity long enough. Or did I bother my own sanity? No, that's for the insane! He brought up his fists and decided to slice the air until he heard a groaning and a thud. Sure it's a 1 in a million chance, but it's all he could do. He's nothing but a child crying in the darkness after all, wanting to get that one special toy back, that's just like all the others.

"What's a Yui? A type of food?" the man asked, he was slightly annoyed by now. His only answer was the screaming of a man saying she's everything, and a whooshing of air. That was when the light turned on. Gendo gasped, as did the man. "You-. . .you. . ." he was struggling for words, the other man was saying the same thing. Either a menage-a-trios was about to occur, or someone was an evil twin, either way there is one absolute fact that you can be sure of. The other man now knows that Gendo had pissed his pants.

ANs: HA! Left at a cliffhanger! I love doing that! Anyhoo, thanks to my proof-readers, and thanks to anyone who reviews. As always :

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NOTE: Yes, if you can't figure it out by now, the main character will be Gendo. I will of course have many of the other characters from the show in supporting roles, which will pop up every once in a while. I've already got much of this planned out actually, I just need to write it down. Oh, and before I forgot 10 points to whoever can correctly guess who the person is. I know I put them slightly OOC here (slightly my ass), but I'm sure you can guess. (Again with the points. . .) More information on AHL can be found at my profile.

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