Again I don't own Evangelion. Enjoy.
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Shinji followed the foreigner known as Smith down the isles after their small introduction. They were currently walking down a section that appeared to hold a variety of items, mostly uniforms and assorted clothing. They had agreed that he couldn't walk around in just a towel.
"Uh...Mr. Smith...?" Shinji said breaking the silence.
"Please don't call me that Mr. Ikari... That's what my old man is called around here. If anything just call me Junior or Chris."
"O-okay...Chris," Shinji forced a small smile. "Can you just call me Shinji then?"
"All right," he said then stopped suddenly. "You got a choice in what you wanna wear, we got all the uniforms in NERV here in all sizes. So...what'll it be...?"
"Uh...It doesn't matter..."
"Okay," he said looking up the shelf. "I guess a coverall like mine will do..." He narrowed his eyes. "For fuck's sake," he said in English. "Figures they'd be up there...dammit. These guys are useless."
"Is there something wrong?"
"No not really," he sighed. "You wanna step back. I got to go airborne for a sec. What's your pant size?"
"Uh..."
"Never mind," he said pressing a button on the shelf railing. "I'll be back in a minute. Stay there and don't move okay?"
"Sure...but where are you going?"
"Hehe" he laughed as a safety railing shot up from the floor. "Third floor, men's wear."
The floor under the man suddenly popped up. There was a hydraulic system underneath, sending that small lift into the air, to the higher shelf's. Watching the lift, Shinji could see him practically at the top, moving around, but it was too far for him to see clearly.
"Hey you!"
Shinji looked to his right to see a built man walking fast in his direction. He was wearing the same dark blue coveralls as Chris but his black hair was hidden under a hat with Section-6 written on it.
"M-me?" Shinji asked.
"...Yea you," Scott said looking at the kid. "What the hell are you doing in here dressed like that?"
"Well you see..."
"Now who the hell is that?" Scott said looking up and pulling out a communicator. "Junior, that you up there?"
"Yea, what now Scott?"
"Working for once uh?"
"Go to hell," he said lowering the lift.
"You know there's a kid with a towel here?"
"Gee and I thought it was the stripper for Rick's birthday. The kid showed up randomly so I figured I'd get him a pare of pants."
"What the hell he doing here I the first place?" He asked, now in ear shot of each other. Chris shrugged as the lift stopped and railings lowered.
"Shinji?"
"Y-yes?"
"Why are you like that again?" He handed him a brown coverall.
"...uh..." he blushed as he put on the clothes.
"Can't be that bad."
"Well...you see they were repairing the showers in the girls change room...and Asuka...she's another pilot...used the men's shower...but I didn't know she was in there and..."
"Are you serious?" The two men laughed. "She chased you out of the lockers in a towel! Oh that made my day! Those guys in Section-10 are always up to no good."
"Figures," Scott said. "Anyway get the kid out of here, he's breaking the safety codes."
"Where's your helmet again Scott?"
"Shut up Junior. I could ask you the same thing."
"Yes Boss," he mock saluted. "Well Shinji lets go." Looked at Scott. "I'll be back later."
"Make it quick." He said and walked down the isle and out of site.
"I can find my way back, you don't have to worry."
"Shinji, a person can die rather easily in this area if they're not careful. Even I've had a few close calls. Besides, you're not even wearing safety boots or a helmet."
"O-okay then..." Shinji began to sweat. "Uh...why do they call you Junior anyway Chris?"
"Two reasons there Shinji-san," Chris opened a door leaving the area. "The first being I have the same name as my father, so its easier to tell us apart."
"And the other reason?"
"I'm the youngest guy there."
"But, you're like what 27?"
"Ha," he grinned smugly. "Nope."
"30?"
"Hell no."
"uh...32?"
"You suck at this game...do I really look 32...? Man, maybe I should shave." he scratched his beard. "I'm younger then that."
"So how old are you?"
"21."
"You're only 21!"
"I get that reaction a lot. When I was your age I had a goatee and the cashier at the Liquor store thought that I was 25."
"..."
"Shocking I know..."
"...yea. Where are you from anyway? America?"
"No," Newman said a bit offended. "I come from Canada."
"Canada?"
"Yeap, everyone from Section-6 pretty much."
"Why?"
"Our boss said cause of our experience," Chris grinned. "I think its cause we're the only ones stupid enough to take the job."
"I see..."
"So...Eva pilot uh? You guys get hazard pay?"
"...I don't think we get paid..."
"Now that sucks balls. I'd look into that if I were you. Sounds like your getting cheated."
"...uh..."
"Never mind..."
"Well that's the change room," Shinji said after a few minuets. "I hope she's not in there..."
"Stay here," Chris said. "Where 's you stuff?"
"The locker with S. Ikari on it."
"Smart ass."
"...I...I didn't me..."
"Drop it. You need to relax a bit more kid. Anyway stay here."
Shinji watched as he walked into the change room and close the door. After a few minutes he exited with a backpack and a pile of clothes. He was also supporting a red size hand print on his face.
"So that's what an Asuka looks like," he said handing over the bundle. "She's got one hell of a slap for a 14 year old."
"I know..."
"Anyway, Section-10 is inspecting your shower room now. If you want to get that crap off, I'd use the woman's shower. They said it was empty."
"Thanks," Shinji bowed.
"Don't thank me yet. Go and shower while I watch the door for the red head."
"Are you sure...I mean you're supposed to be working."
"I got another 16 hours left on my shift kid," Chris stretched. "Another few minutes won't kill me so get going."
"O-okay..."
Shinji walked off and into the woman's shower. For the third time in the span of a day, he disrobed and entered the shower.
"What are you doing in the female showers Ikari?"
Shinji's steel blue locked onto Rei's Crimson red. It seemed it was screw around with Shinji day.
They stood there for what seemed like hours till Shinji finally moved: He blinked, closed his eyes and fainted.