Author Note: Thanks to dennisud for the review I really appreciate it. This next ones rather short compared to my last one, but I think it fits the theme well and this is my first set of Fanfiction I've ever done so crosses fingers.

Title: Working With What You Got.
Author: NeoChick
Theme: #7 cherry flavor medicines
Fandom: Neon Genesis Evangelion
Pairing: Shinji x Misato
Disclaimer: Sadly the characters of NGE do not belong to me in anyway or form. They belong to GAINAX.

Shinji stumbled silently behind his red-headed friend, the sun beating down harshly on his back. The two were on there way home from another long boring day of school, Asuka made that fact perfectly clear as she continued ranting on about what better things they could be doing like Eva training, or something like that. Shinji wasn't sure. Her prattle seemed somewhere far away from him; his only concern was the hot beating sun and the sharp pains that felt like Asuka had bashed him in the head with a metal bar.

"… I mean really, don't those teachers realize that we are the ones that are saving the world from- Hey are you even listening to me?" Asuka spun around on her heel, fists planted on her hips. Shinji was vaguely aware that the girl had stopped and continued walking, his cheeks flushed and eyes glazed. "Hey baka!" The boy made no attempt to comply. Asuka sighed in frustration. "Baka! Hey are you alright?"

It was then that he felt the world grow dark and the brunette collapsed on the pavement.

Misato sat on the couch with a magazine in one hand and a can of sake in the other. She had settled in for the day, dressed in a pair of short shorts and a loose tank top. In grossed in the latest gossip from her favorite columnist, the Major hardly noticed the knocking at the door. The purple haired beauty leaned her head back on the couch. "Pen Pen, could you get that?"

The domestic penguin looked at the woman blankly before continuing his path to the kitchen. Misato grumbled and steadied her self on the arm rest. She staggered her way towards the door as another booming knock shook the house.

"Damn it Misato, get off your drunk ass and-" The door swung open, "open the door." The red head finished, glaring at her superior. "It's about time!" The older woman was about to retort when she noticed Shinji's limp body clumsily hung on Asuka's back. Her mind reeled at the possibilities.

"Asuka, What did you do to Shinji?" Her blue eyes flashed in response.

"I didn't do anything!" She stressed the last word in aggravation, "the stupid idiot just fainted in the middle of the street. You should be glad I didn't leave the moron there to rot. Now can you take him?"

Misato nodded quickly, taking hold of his shoulder and placing her other arm under his legs. Asuka pumped her arm to rid herself from the muscle ache. He was a lot heaver than he looked; carrying three blocks didn't help either. "Oi Misato! I'm going to the movies with Hikari tonight, you deal with him."

Before the Major could reject, the red head was already out the door, leaving her alone with the fragile boy in her arms, struggling against the fever he was running. Unsure of what to do, she looked around for some sort of sign. There was none, she never did believe in god anyways so why would he help her now? Sighing, she decided to bring the boy to his room and set him down on his bed. Remembering back to a time when she had been sick, the adult brushed her fingers against the fourteen year old's forehead, he was burning up!

Panicked and still not completely sober, Misato stumbled numerous times on her way to the bath room and began raiding the medicine cabinet for something. Sleeping Pills, stuff for menstrual cramps, shaving cream… there was nothing! The Major cursed under her breath and settled for a wash cloth soaked in water. She returned to the sick child and slapped the cloth on his forehead, his tossing and turning numbing to a pained expression.

Misato sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed his shoulder. "Shinji," She attempted to shake the boy awake. His eye lids slowly opened, revealing his glassy orbs of brown.

"Misato?" The third child questioned half heartedly, putting a hand on his head in hopes to absorb the pain. The commander smiled; glad to see the boy was still operational. "What happened, all I-"

She shook her head, "don't worry about that, just concentrate on getting better." She grinned and offered a wink. "I can't have my favorite Eva pilot sick now can I?" She really couldn't think of anything else she could do. Shinji pulled his covers up to his nose, partially due to the cold chill that passed over him but also to cover the blush that mixed with his already heated cheeks. The purple head of hair rose up from his bed.

"Umm Misato, thank you." Misato turned towards the brunette and pulled back his covers slightly. It was then that she was given a great idea. Maybe it would help.

"My Mom use to say that when something hurts, kissing it always made it feel better." Before Shinji could process what she had said, the Major pressed her rosy red lips against his lightly and pulled away. "Get better soon Shinji." She got up and closed the door as she left, leaving Shinji there speechless, and his fingers lingering over where she had touched. In all honesty he did feel a little better. The boy licked his lips, picking up on some residue he hadn't noticed until now.

'Cherry?'