Assassin Chapter 4, an evangelion fanfic

AN: Sorry to all those that have been expecting this chapter for a while, but I haven't had much inspiration lately, so with out further ado, I present, chapter 4.

Chapter 04: Just Another Day

Being one to be used to private schooling, usually on his own, Shinji was not quite ready for the hustle and bustle of a public school, but he adapted quite well. As he walked into the school to find his homeroom, he noticed people standing around gossiping about the latest things, or latest news they heard about the Angel War.

'Angel War…' Shinji thought as he continued to walk 'kind of a funny name. Aren't Angels supposed to be coming from Heaven, to guide the misguided, instead of attacking innocent and misguided alike?'

Shinji didn't have much time to think on it as a bell rung to tell the students to get to class.

Once he finally found his homeroom, he walked up to the teacher, who immediately said, "Class, we have a new student. Please greet him kindly."

"My name is Shinji Ikari, glad to meet all of you." Shinji said before he bowed low and then was directed to his seat, near the windows, a couple of desks behind Kensuke's, though the aforementioned boy was nowhere in sight.

The rest of the day droned on, especially since the teacher always talked about Second Impact, never straying far from the topic unless it was related. Shinji didn't listen much, as he suspected that it was all a bunch of crap, since the information he had probably wasn't even available to those inside of NERV at the deepest levels, except for his father, and probably some of the staff, like Ritsuko….

As he thought of Ritsuko, he thought about how her blonde hair suited her really well, even though her roots were brown/black. He also thought of how beautiful she was; to him, she was like a goddess, only meant for a select few to touch, and for the rest to only see…

However, he never finished that thought as the bell rang signaling that it was lunch time, and with Kensuke gone, he had to rough it, though it couldn't be that bad, could it?

Little did he know, it could, especially when a jock that towers above you at 6'1" punches you in the face.

"Sorry 'bout dat, new guy, but I had owed you dat since I heard dat you were da one controllin' that giant thing that hurt my sister." The jock then turned to leave, Shinji just staring after him, not completely sure about what just happened, though it was obvious that it was about him killing the Angel.

Shinji got up and then felt the spot where the fist has met his face, feeling only a slight bump. He then looked at his watch and saw it was about time to head back to class, since his lunch was already eaten, and his surprise wasn't quite what he was expecting.

"Misato." A voice called. The purple haired woman did not move. "Misato, get up." The voice tried again. "MISATO!" the voice finally screamed in her ear.

"What?!" Misato screamed as she jumped up from her sleeping position on her desk, instantly reaching for her gun until her alcohol fuzzed brain recognized who had woken her up.

"Oh, it's you Rits. What do ya need?" The purple haired woman asked, a sheepish grin on her face

"The file on Shinji Ikari." Ritsuko said, not finding the situation even remotely funny. She had tried looking in his personnel file, only to find a picture of him and his name and birth date, but that was it.

"Huh?" Misato asked. "What are you asking me for? I'm not part of the personnel division." She said, her slight grin disappearing.

"Take a look at this." The blonde doctor said, throwing down the file on the cluttered desk where Misato was sleeping just a few moments before. She then opened the file, showing the meager information inside the folder.

"What? That can't be possible; so little information."

"That's what I thought, after all, he's not another Rei, he has a past somewhere. Possibly hidden or sealed."

"Have you asked the Commander about this?"

Ritsuko shook her head. "No, he likely wouldn't let anyone other than himself have the information if it were sealed. That's where you come in."

"So I'm the one who has to do the dirty work and find the missing information." She said, her face appearing grim.

"Yes. I'd do it myself if I didn't have other concerns, like taking care of him."

"Alright, it's been a while since I've been up to no good." She said, the devil's own smile appearing on her face.

Ritsuko sighed. "Do try to be discreet; I would rather not have to find a way to bail you out." She said as she walked out into the corridor.

"Well, Mr. Ikari, let's see what you've been trying to hide…" Misato said to herself as she sat down at her computer terminal and began typing.

Other then the fist to his face, his first day wasn't all that bad, but of course, there's always more to a day than one thinks or wishes. Shinji had a synchronization test today, and grimaced at the thought of having to breathe in the blood-smelling LCL once again.

Finding it difficult to listen as the teacher droned on about the Second Impact crap that he was likely told to say, Shinji decided to stare out the window, until he noticed that he had a message on his standard school computer.

Looking around discretely, he opened the message:

Are you the pilot of the giant purple robot from yesterday?

Looking around again, he decided that there was no harm in answering truthfully.

Yes.

As soon as he responded, the whole class was suddenly surrounding him, asking him questions that he couldn't make out due to everyone talking at once. The teacher was attempting to regain order, but was failing miserably.

Shinji then heard the bell ring somehow, and managed to just get out the door and make a run for the streets, school having just ended, and he didn't want to answer any more questions, not that he had really answered more than one anyway.

Once he was off of school grounds, he immediately turned right, and ran down the street a ways before turning left onto another street and then hid himself in an alley only to find that his fears were correct; he had been chased by the class, but none had noticed where he currently hid.

'Whew, good thing I have to be quick on my feet, being an assassin and all.'

After he was sure that they had passed, he let out a huge sigh, and then started laughing uncontrollably for a few minutes. He then headed back out into the street, watching for the class, but found the street empty of his classmates and so headed for NERV for the synch test.

"Hmm…" Misato thought out loud, finding nothing on Shinji that she hadn't already seen. After working for several hours straight without any results, she decided to sit back for a few minutes. She rubbed her eyes, reaching for the coffee mug that she had made room for on her overcrowded desk. After picking it up, she noticed it was empty and stood up to refill it.

As she neared the coffee machine, she heard a familiar male voice bugging a bridge tech.

"Err… I dunno that I should Mr. Kaji. Besides that, it's against regulations."

"No one will ever find out, I swear."

Maya's eyes then bugged out a little at seeing a pissed off Major standing behind the man.

"Hmm…?" Kaji turned around only to regret the action, getting kicked into the wall next to where Maya would have been, had she not moved.

"No one would find out, huh? Then how do you explain me hearing what you just said?!" Misato asked loudly, before turning around and heading back to where the coffee pot was and poured herself some more of the brownish caffeine liquid known as coffee before she disappeared.

'Man, what a woman.' Kaji thought as he watched her walk back to her office, Maya suddenly gone. Kaji then got up off the floor and brushed himself off before heading to Misato's office, presumably where she was just heading back to.

Misato sat down setting her cup on the desk as she once again began typing and looking for any information about Shinji that she didn't already have. After another hour of nothing, she said aloud, "There's gotta be something about Shinji in here."

"There is, if you know how to find it." Said a certain unshaven spy from behind her.

"Kaji, unless you have a reason to be here, I very strongly suggest you get out unless you want more of what you got earlier."

"Is that a promise?" he asked, making Misato turn around quickly and glare at him. He then put up his hands in defeat.

"I was only joking Katsuragi, don't get so defensive."

"State your business or get out." She said very directly, as she was in no mood to put up with Kaji's antics.

"As I was saying earlier, if you know how to find it, you can find the 'missing' information on Shinji Ikari."

She narrowed her eyes at the spy at hearing this.

"And what do you want in return? Whatever it is, I don't want to know, I'll find out things for myself." She said, rejecting the spy's offer of help and answering her own question at the same time.

"Relax, Katsuragi I want nothing in return but to help you." He said, putting on his most disarming smile, though he knew it had no effect on her.

She quirked an eyebrow. "I doubt that."

He didn't say anything, but handed her a something small, like an old pre-impact flash drive. He then walked to the door before turning around.

"On that you will find what you are looking for. The password is your birthday."

With that said, he turned around and walked out of the door before he disappeared.

'Hmm… I don't know what he's up to, but I guess I can trust him this once. Now, where will I find a computer old enough to allow me to look at this?'

"Very good Shinji, your synch ratio is 45 percent. You can come out now." Ritsuko said, watching as the boy opened the entry plug and exited before he headed down the catwalk towards the locker room.

'God, what the hell is wrong with me?' she silently questioned herself, though she had no answer readily available. Sure, the commander wanted her, but she refused him; she knew he had no heart to give. She also had the occasional date, but was dumped every time once the guy found out she was smarter than he was.

She was by no means ugly, but lonely and unwanted by any who couldn't just use her for sex. So why did she want a young boy, not even fifteen yet? What made her think that this boy had the capacity to love her where no man did? Again, she had no answers to her questions.

She decided to get the ugly possibilities out of her head by asking for a status update.

"What's the status of Units 01 and 00?"

"Unit 01 is fully repaired from the last battle and Unit 00 should be finished by tomorrow and be ready for a reactivation test."

"Good." Was all the blonde doctor said.

"Sempai, is something wrong?" the young bridge asked, blushing slightly, a fact that didn't go unnoticed by Ritsuko.

"Nothing's wrong Maya" she lied. "I've just got a lot on my mind." 'Not that you'd ever understand my problem.' She finished in her head.

"Okay. Just checking." Maya said before she turned back to her work.

She just shook her head slightly. 'If I just ignore her blushing, maybe it'll go away. It's only hero worship that's being carried away, that's all.' She thought, trying to reassure herself silently. 'Besides, the only person I want is a man, like Shinji…' she thought. 'Wait, did I just think that? No! Shinji is a boy, not a man, not yet. Besides that, I do not desire him. I do not desire him. I do not desire him. I do… desire him. What the fuck is wrong with me?!' She silently berated herself. She then decided to go outside and get some fresh air, and turned command of the night shift over to Makoto.

Once outside, she breathed in the cool night air, a stark contrast to the daytime temperatures of around a hundred degrees. She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes, letting the cool air clear her head of thoughts, as she often did.

After a while, she put her hand into her pocket in search of her cigarettes and pulled out the pack, only to find it empty.

'Figures. Oh well, not like I really need them anyway.' She mind then drifted once again. 'Hard to believe it's only been about a week since he moved here, and yet it feels like he been here a lot longer than that…'

She then decided that her best course of action was to wait and see what happened, not that she could ever act first in this case. She had heard stories about couples that were similar to her and Shinji, but had always heard that it's only okay if the younger one starts it. She shook her head, dispelling the thought. 'Despite the low population of the Earth, it's still against everything society stands for.'

She then headed back inside and tried to keep her mind off of the subject on her job.

Shinji stepped out of the shower in the guy's locker room, his towel covering his lower parts. He then walked to his locker and pulled out his clothes and put them on before he exited the locker room and went to look for Ritsuko, as she said she would start coming home earlier than she had been. It didn't help that he couldn't get Ritsuko off his mind.

'What the hell is wrong with me? I know she's beautiful and all, but really, but what's I'm feeling just isn't natural.' Shinji thought as he walked. 'It's normal for guys to like older women, but this feeling is much more than that. What the hell is this feeling?' he asked himself. Not knowing what love felt like, he could not recognize it as such.

'Hmm… Misato might know. She seems to have experience in the matter of feelings. I know Rei could not tell me, as she never shows emotion. I wonder what's up with her anyway? She's always so quiet and mysterious. She also almost never speaks, which is kind of confusing; it's almost as if she has no feelings whatsoever. Hmm…' he thought until he ran straight into someone, falling to the floor.

"Oh! Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." Ritsuko said, kneeling down before offering her hand to the teen, which he promptly took and stood up with her help.

"Thanks. I was just looking for you, a-actually."

"Hmm..? What do you need Shinji?" she asked, her expression not changing by much.

"W-well… I was w-wondering what l-l-love feels like." He said finally, stuttering a few time on the word love.

Her expression changed to one of disbelief, but only for a fraction of a second before turning back to it's original one of thinking.

"Well, it varies from person to person, but it's generally a feeling like… like you feel that you could spend a lot of time with someone and still want to be around them." 'Like how I feel around you.' She finished in her head, but silently berated herself for thinking.

"Huh?" Shinji asked, confused.

"It means, you feel that you would do anything and everything for one person, like you would never tire of doing anything and everything, just to be with them."

"Oh." Shinji said, still slightly confused.

"Well, why don't you ask Misato, she might be able to explain it better. Besides, I have to report back to the bridge and tell them I'm about to leave for the night. I'll meet you at Misato's office, alright?"

"Sure." He said and she walked off. As he watched her walk, he suddenly realized what her words meant, but walked to the purple haired woman's office anyway, figuring it wouldn't hurt to get a better explanation of what love was.

"Well, I suppose you could say that it's when you never want to leave someone's side, like you always want to be there; like you were meant to be there. Why do you ask, Shinji?"

"Just wondering." The boy replied. 'So that's it, that's the feeling I have, but how is that possible? I've only been here a week.'

"One more question, Major-"

"Misato, please."

"Err… Misato-san, how long does it take for you to l-love someone?"

She instantly quirked an eyebrow but answered his question instead of her usual teasing. "Well, that's hard to say, but I once heard an old adage that I think should answer your question."

Shinji only quirked his eyebrow as Misato tried to remember it, and than said it once she actually remembered it.

"'It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.' I think that's how it went anyway. Does it answer your question?"

"Yes, it does. Thank you Misato-san for answering my questions." He said, bowing to the older woman in respect.

"No problem Shinji-kun. Glad I could help." She said with a smile. He smiled back a little.

"So, with all the questions aside, who's the lucky girl?"

"Huh? No one, I was only curious." He said blushing in his embarrassment.

"Relax, I was only teasing. But now you have me curious, who is it?" She asked, not missing a beat with the way he responded.

Shinji, however, was saved from answering the question thanks to the object o his love showing up; his guardian.

"Misato, are you trying to badger him?"

"Not at all Rits, I was only asking him a question, after all, I answered his, so it's only fair, right?" she said, sweat dropping that her college friend thought she was badgering her ward.

"Hmm…. I suppose it is only fair, but it seems he wasn't about to answer your question. You ready to go Shinji?"

"Hai. Sorry Misato-san, but I feel I cannot answer your question."

"It's alright, Shinji-kun, you don't have to answer right anyway." At that, Shinji blushed before he followed after the faux blonde.

'Hmm… maybe it's just my imagination…' Misato thought to herself, quickly dismissing the thought, and stood up, ready top go home for the night, back to her messy apartment.

Shinji made dinner that night, not really sure what he was going to make, but ended up making something traditional in Japan, not really sure of what else there was to make.

While eating, Shinji's and Ritsuko's thoughts were of each other, but neither one could really explain why. The silence continued until Ritsuko started going crazy sue to the subdued atmosphere of the apartment.

"So," she started between bites of her food. "How was school? Make any friends?" She asked, trying to get her mind off of other things that she would rather be hearing from him at the moment.

"It was alright." Was Shinji's simple answer, making her a little frustrated that he was still being so quiet, especially when compared to most of today's youth, that were loud and rambunctious, except for Shinji, who was quiet and kept to himself most of the time.

Having finished her dinner, and sure that she wouldn't get much more out of the teen, she decided to watch T.V. for once, and went to the living room, where Shinji followed her shortly, bringing his homework with him to do while he listened to the T.V.

The channel was mostly random, showing some pre-impact action movie, which was something like The Outlaw Josey Wales or something similar. Seeing that most of the crap that made up his homework was nothing but well, crap, he finished it soon and started watching the movie, slowly inching towards Ritsuko as she continued to watch the movie, not paying much attention to him.

When he was within a foot of her, he stopped himself. 'What the hell am I doing?' he berated himself, and would have literally slapped himself if she weren't right next to him. Things were only getting worse, at least, that's the way Shinji saw things, since his body was starting to do things on its own. Normally, he would chalk it up to being a human, but since he was an assassin, he had always had full control of his body before now.

Ritsuko, having finally noticed how close he was, decided to just sit there and see what he did next, curious. 'Wasn't he at the opposite end of the couch?' she asked herself. She then shook her head a little. 'He's a teenager, and his hormones are probably getting the best of him, attaching himself to what female companionship he can get.' She then pretended to watch the movie while she was secretly watching him to see what he would do next.

Shinji, for his part, finally gathered control over his body and stayed right where he was, not even daring to do much more than breathe, and even then, he limited his breathes for fear of what his traitorous body would do next. They finished the movie, and then Ritsuko turned off the T.V., announcing that she was heading to bed. Shinji sat there on the couch until he heard her door click shut and then let out a ragged breathe, before he sighed to himself.

'Whew, that was a close one. Stupid body, not obeying me.' He then headed off to his bedroom, where he was going to read more of the Dead Sea Scrolls to be ready for the next Angel attack. As he was opening his door, he heard the faint, but distinct sound of someone crying, sounding like it was coming from Ritsuko's room. He crept over to her door, controlling his breathe carefully as he stepped quietly as he could.

Once at her door, he noticed it was open a little, as if when she went to shut it, it didn't close al the way and crept open. He could just barely make out the form of her lying on her side on her bed, facing away from the door. As Shinji slowly and carefully opened the door, he noticed that she did indeed seem to be asleep, crying like she was having a particularly bad nightmare.

"No… don't kill him, please…! No… not Shinji…" she said in her sleep as the tears continued. Taken aback, Shinji took a step back and ran into the wall that was suddenly closer than he had thought it was. Her nightmare continued, and Shinji was torn on what to do.

'What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?!' he asked himself, slowly getting more and more frantic. He eventually realized that getting panicky would get him nowhere, so he took a deep breathe and suddenly what he needed to do was clear to him.

He stepped to the edge of the bed and slowly got on top of her covers with her, and carefully wrapped his arms around her, effectively spooning with her, and whispered into her ear "Shhh,,,, it's going to be alright, I'm right here." He then started to stroke her soft, medium length blonde hair, which seemed to help. After what Shinji had thought to be about a half hour she had finally calmed down and he waited another ten minutes or so before finally starting to remove himself from her bed, only to grabbed by her unconsciously, and he couldn't get out of her grip, and was so dragged back into the bed where he could find no escape from, and allowed himself to get some sleep.

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AN: Yes, I left it at a cliffhanger, but this my longest chapter for this story yet, and I don't want to overwhelm you guys with too much goings on in the story. Next chapter should be up soon, but don't quote me on that. That said, it's now omake time. Also, please note that just because of what is contained within Omake 3, it does not mean that I like feet or fetishes of any kind, the idea for it just popped into my head while I was writing and I don't really know why.

Omake 1:

"Oh! Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." Ritsuko said, kneeling down before offering her hand to the teen, which he promptly took and stood up with her help.

"Thanks. I was just looking for you, a-actually."

"Hmm..? What do you need Shinji?" she asked, her expression not changing by much.

"W-well… I was w-wondering what l-l-love feels like." He said finally, stuttering a few time on the word love.

Her expression changed to one of disbelief, but only for a fraction of a second before turning back to it's original one of thinking.

"Well, it varies from person to person, but it's generally a feeling like… like you feel that you could spend a lot of time with someone and still want to be around them."

"Huh?" Shinji asked, confused.

"It means, you feel that you would do anything and everything for one person, like you would never tire of doing anything and everything, just to be with them."

"Oh." Shinji said, still slightly confused

"Maybe I'll be of some help!" exclaimed the tall purple haired woman known as Misato.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" he then noticed how naked she was and passed out from a rather large nosebleed.

Omake 2:

Ritsuko, having finally noticed how close he was, decided to just sit there and see what he did next, curious. 'Wasn't he at the opposite end of the couch?' she asked herself. She then shook her head a little. 'He's a teenager, and his hormones are probably getting the best of him, attaching himself to what female companionship he can get.' She then pretended to watch the movie while she was secretly watching him to see what he would do next.

"Shinji, you don't have to sit all the way over there, you know." She said, patting the place next to her.

"Err… okay." He said as he moved over so that he was right next to her. She then put her arm around him, almost like she was hitting on him. When he turned his head to say something to her, however, her head was missing and was rolling onto the floor, a large pool of blood spreading from where head stopped rolling.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed as he ran from the apartment as fast as he could.

Omake 3:

Warning: viewer discretion is advised. Don't say I didn't warn you, M-rated stuff beyond.

He stepped to the edge of the bed and slowly got down to his knees by her feet. He moved one hand forward, a little nervous that he would get caught in the act, but pushed forward anyway, finally resting his hand on one of her incredibly soft and warm feet. He moved his hand up and down on her foot, feeling how smooth the skin was, almost as if it were calling his name.

He then leaned his face forward a little before he stopped, feeling the anticipation rise within his gut. He then moved further forward, a little uncertain of his actions. His face then met her wonderfully smooth soles that were radiating warmth. He carefully kissed her soles, careful of his breathing on her sensitive skin, so as not to wake her up. As he continued to kiss her soles, he failed to notice that her crying had stopped, but also that she was not awake either.

He then decided to be a little more adventurous and tentatively stuck his tongue out and licked her foot, the taste surprising him greatly, not that he had anything to go on as far as the taste of her feet went.

'Peaches, eh?' he thought, before he continued his actions, licking her feet, heel to toe and back again, not able to get enough of the slight, but present, taste of peaches on her smooth soles. After what felt like at least an hour, he then decided to suck on her toes. Once he was done with that, to his surprise, she still hadn't woken up, but he now noticed that she had stopped crying.

'Well, I've come this far, might as well go on.' He thought to himself again as he slowly and carefully brought her feet closer to the edge of the bed, and stopped once they were hanging off the side of the bed at the ankle.

He then pulled down his pants and boxers, exposing his already erect cock to the slightly chilled air. He then moved his body so that he could slide her wonderful soles up and down on him, not really knowing where he got the idea.

He carefully grabbed her feet, and started sliding one of her feet up and down on his cock experimentally, trying to hold in his moan at the unexpected pleasure. He then moved her foot up and down, this time faster and not so experimentally, moaning as low as he could, while trying to hold in as many of them as he could.

Due to the unbearably pleasant smoothness of her soles, Shinji quickly came on her foot, feeling very satisfied, but decided her other foot was left out and so he gently put the one he had just came on back onto the bed, and carefully picked up the other and licked and sucked on it before he had felt himself get hard again, and so, he once again began the wonderfully feeling dance of rubbing of her foot up and down on his cock, enjoying the sensation he felt from just the simple act, and soon, he came on that foot too, leaving him feeling extremely satisfied, and he carefully set that foot down as well, allowing his sperm to dry into her soles before he left the room to get the best night's sleep he had ever had, not noticing the slightest hint of smile on her sleeping face as he left the room.

*Note: I am actually very disgusted that I even typed this, but I guess I did for all the people that secretly (and even openly) love feet. I only wrote it because I got the idea as I was writing and I am very disgusted by it, but if you like it, then you like it, and if you don't, then amen; someone else around here is just as sane as I am for once.*