Standard Disclaimer
Round and round the cycle goes, where it stops…well if you pay attention I'm sure you already know. Going for a less 'serious' chapter this time over last times battles and such. Summer is ending, sadly, and work is picking up so my time for writing is likely going to be shortened. Hope you don't mind.
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The Friend of my Enemy
Chapter – 5
Leaning against the fence, waiting for his turn to run about the track, Shinji listened to the inane things his friends rambled on about. He had thought that Himari and Chizuru would have calmed down in time, but a week after the Jet Alone incident they were still acting peculiar. Himari was more withdrawn when she thought Shinji wasn't looking, same went for Chizuru. When he was about, they looked as if nothing was wrong, but when they thought they had stolen away from him he saw it. Shinji was very good at people watching.
"I love it when the girls have the pool during gym," Touji openly gawked at the swimsuit clad lovelies. "Wait is that…dude why is Chizuru up there with our class?" Touji pointed at the red bikini clad lass. His head bounced up and down as he continued to watch, a trickle of blood dripped down his nose.
Tayura wasn't to keen on Touji's open perverseness and applied a light fist to face. Now light is a relative term, for a fox-spirit light sent Touji to the ground rolling. "Don't talk about my sister like that! And don't you have any shame about talking about Shinji's girlfriend right in front of him?" Tayura jerked Touji off the ground and propped him back up.
That was one thing Shinji did like that transpired recently. Tayura officially accepted him as a friend, bribing Chizuru's brother with food did help a lot. But they shared a common interest, Chizuru. Tayura wanted Chizuru happy just as Shinji did, and the boy realized Shinji made Chizuru the happiest so…he relinquished. Tossing Touji a packet of tissues, Shinji did take offense to the open leering at something he rarely got to see.
Turning to catch a view of his beautiful girlfriend, Shinji did comment, "Tayura has a point Touji. Would it be to much to ask that you not nosebleed over my girlfriend? I know Chizuru-san has…a way about her but that doesn't give you free reign." But it was hard to NOT let Chizuru's nature and alluring form work its sinful magic on the imagination. For a moment Shinji and her met eyes over the long expanse.
"SHINJI-KUN! Come up and play with your Chizuru! I've got floatation devices for you!" Chizuru hoisted her rather plump breasts together. Letting them drop, the elasticity of the flesh did work magic of bouncing in the eyes of all that dared look at her. Her arm waved as her smile widened, "It's all wet up here!" The double entendre was enough for somebody else to act. Himari grabbed the fox by the shoulder and chucked her into the pool.
With all his male friends staring at him, Shinji was again made terribly uncomfortable by Chizuru's open flirtation. "She…she says she does that to rub it in the other girls faces, and to remind them that we're together," Shinji thought it was more that she liked seeing him blush. At least with both girls together they could look after one another. In his mind, Shinji thought he knew what got them worried. Jet Alone was their first real exposure to the Evangelions.
His glasses foggy, Kensuke quickly turned away from the pool and put his chin to his chest. "Man you think she'd let me let me take some pictures of her in that?" he was breathing a little heavy but it didn't come out to needy. Grabbing one of Shinji's hands, the geek lost a little more dignity, "I mean you can ask her that right? She said some strange things when she started coming to school."
"You mean Himari? I can't ask her to do that!" Shinji was stunned at the request. After the event in the bathroom a week ago, Shinji was very careful with what he asked of Himari. She was so trusting and loyal, if he wanted to bed her he suspected all he had to do was ask. It was a lot to take in, and he was terrified he'd abuse his position literally as Himari's 'master'. "If YOU want to ask her though, never know she does seem to like new…er clothing," he nearly flubbed Himari's sudden addition to modern society.
Working a crick out of his neck, Touji was back to the poolside view. Whistling low, "Now that Ken mentioned it, that Himari does have a nice rack on her and the caboose is…where did you say she was from again?" the jock gave Shinji a quick glance before turning back to the meat market. "Man look at how the other girls flock to her, more so than Chizuru, but then again they've gotten to know her and her reputation," Touji scooted away from Tayura.
Standing up and popping his back, Tayura swung his arms in wide circles and generated a substantial breeze. "Suzuhara I won't get angry at you for bringing up the truth. Chizuru does have a bit of a reputation, and Shinji-kun isn't helping with that. She's all over him and those bitches keep saying bad things about her. So how about asking her to tone it down, Ikari? Please?" Tayura clapped his hands together pleadingly.
Continue to observe his servant, Chizuru was to far into the pool to see now, Shinji was a trifle worried about her. Despite all the girls in his class taking to her well, she was quite popular, Himari didn't openly appear 'happy' to be with them. She wasn't annoyed, but she didn't have the same manner about her as she did when it was just them together at the apartment.
"You think Chizuru-san would even listen to me if I did? I tell her all the time to not be so bold in public, so then she asks 'why don't we go somewhere private?'" Shinji fired back at Tayura's plea. With his given skills, Shinji had no manner to defang Chizuru nor would he want to. He loved her as she was, an open, caring, and exciting woman. Chuckling a little at the irony of it, "And shouldn't you know better than me that you can't really tell Chizuru what to do?"
Watching Shinji's eyes wander from Himari to an unexpected target, Touji gasped in shock. "Ever try giving her the good hard Ikari special? I've read that its one way to put a woman in her place," for that both Tayura and Shinji hit the jock. Touji's head bounced from Tayura's slap, and his knees buckled from the punch to the stomach Shinji administered. "Point…taken…no sex jokes. You did…promise to tell us when you…did through?" he gasped out as he fell to his knees.
Instantly turning to Tayura, Shinji waved his arms about widely. "I did NOT make that type of promise to you! That is a private matter between Chizuru-san and me, and you DON'T get to know such things," Shinji quickly corrected. Last thing Shinji wanted was to be back on Tayura's bad side. The fight with the lizard had nearly ended up with a fight between Tayura and Shinji, the brother blaming Shinji for bringing his sister in harms way. Chizuru knocked Tayura out after that one.
"Aw she got in the pool," Kensuke sulked as the object of his libido's desire dove into the water. "Anyway if you don't mind me asking her, I think I will. I mean what is the worst thing that can happen?" his eyes were alight with a strange unspoken plan. Giving Shinji a quick glance, Kensuke followed Shinji's line of vision and adjusted his glasses. "Is zee young Ikari already looking for hiz next conquest? The fair yet icy Ayanami caught your eye?" Kensuke nudged Shinji's ribs.
Getting a second wind, Touji leaned over Kensuke's back nearly causing the smaller teen to collapse. "She's got a shit personality, everybody calls her a freak, but she aint' hard on the eyes. Himari and Chizuru knock her out in the tit department, but she got that submissive face and some killer thighs," Touji flashed Shinji the thumbs up.
His hair nearly going on end, Tayura grabbed Shinji, spun him around away from the pool and shoved him against the fence. "You're already checking out some new girl? The hell Ikari? Chizuru isn't enough for you or are you some pervert or something?" the boy's bared teeth were growing into fangs as his demonic nature flowed.
"It's not like that!" Shinji was quick to defuse. Tugging at Tayura's hands, freeing his collar and getting himself back on the ground. "I'm just…concerned or worried about her really. I ran into her at the market a few weeks ago, just staring at a spare rib dealer. Some of the other customers said they thought Ayanami was to poor to buy them. So I went to get her one, she asked if it was alright to eat it. When I said she could she just…inhaled them. Then when it came time to pay she had the money. She looked confused before she ate, and then just walked off after giving me one," he was still confused by the girl. Why didn't other people talk to her, or ever help her.
Taking his turn to glance up at the pool, Tayura's face went red for a moment as his eye caught something he liked, then found the sitting Ayanami. "Girl DOES have an odd smell about her, and she does act strange. Just don't be hurting Chizuru with this alright? She said you've been giving that girl lunches, and its making her worried," Tayura punctuated his claim by poking Shinji hard with his finger. "If its just worry for a teammate that's one thing, but if you break Chizuru's heart cause you're cheating…" Tayura drew his thumb across his throat.
Quite the opposite reaction, Touji and Kensuke's eyes were alight with teasing potential and reverence. "You're the mysterious lunch maker for Ayanami? Damn we should have bet on this!" they cheered in unison. "The man courting the ice queen of Toyko-3 is none other than our dear slayer of the most beautiful woman and lives with the second resident hotty! It's not fair!" they continued to gush.
Damn rumors! Shinji didn't like knowing that his simple act of cooking a few meals for Rei would have gotten such an odd reaction. Rumors of some upper classman, a teacher, and countless others tried to explain the higher quality food Rei would occasionally eat. He put it in her shoebox due to the odd timings they had for arriving at school, one morning somebody saw her get it, and now he was going to have more hell to pay. At least Chizuru understood he did it not out of courtship but concern.
"I just want to make sure she's eating well enough. Something about how ravenous she was eating those ribs made me worry," Shinji tried but failed to push the two boys off of him. "Nothing is going on between us," other than Shinji wanting to know more about her. She was his teammate, and yet he knew next to nothing about her other than her love of ribs. Oh and she talked to his father…and both looked happy. Now THAT was unfair.
Grabbing Kensuke by the his collar, Himari yanked the boy off hard sending him down on his back. "The yo…Ikari-sama isn't enjoying your actions, I doth heard the scuffle by the moat," she gave both normal human teens a stern eye. Dripping water on Kensuke, Himari looked as if she had been in the pool only moments before her attack. "Aida-kun is something wrong your face is red?" she asked.
His head directly between Himari's toned and powerful thighs, Kensuke had a view many would have killed for. "I-I-uh…you see…picture…you…for Shinji? He loves your suit," the red and white stripped suit was very fetching on Himari's form. He showed no concern about the water dribbling down on his face.
Blushing softly, Himari turned to Shinji who was to stunned to speak. "If Ikari-sama wishes it tis my duty to oblige," Himari stepped over the fallen geek to help Shinji off the ground. "Together shall we?" she wrapped her arms about him sensually and yet teasingly as Kensuke snapped away with his camera, each pose more daring than the last until finally Shinji's brain overheated and the shoot was called off.
Their names were called, and she they ran, Shinji was reminded again of Himari's words. She had offered herself totally to him, he would eventually know it, yet he had yet to tell Chizuru about that. It made him feel dirty and traitorous, but something about Himari wouldn't allow Shinji to deny her. As much as he wanted to, he knew Himari wanted it just as much if not more. Have veiled memories continued to surface. Was she…a lake, a girl with black hair…a kiss…Himari?
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Sitting cross legged on the floor, Ritsuko took a look at her glass of tea and sniffed it. No, no booze had been secretly added to her drink which meant what she was seeing was real. What started as a joke request, meet Shinji's elusive girlfriend who she thought it was going to be Misato playing a joke saying SHE was said girl, had turned into a real sitcom event. Food was good, comedy was better, and it really helped the good doctor relax.
"Food will be done in a minute, Ritsuko-san, hope curry is alright with you," Shinji set a replacement cup of tea down before the doctor. The boy shivered, eyes blinked fast, and quickly turned to see an innocent looking Chizuru staring off into space. "Y-you're down to your last two cases, Misato-san," he puffed out a few ragged breaths as he handed Misato another can before returning to his safe room.
Whatever that girl did to Shinji the few moments he was close to the table left Ritsuko's mind perplexed. "So tell me about yourself, Chizuru-kun was it?" Ritsuko sipped carefully from the steaming cup. That bizarre Himari was idly watching Chizuru and spying on the door to the kitchen. When the two weren't fawning over Shinji, they were openly confrontational with one another. Prepping her chin up on her palm, Ritsuko evaluated the promiscuous teen, "Knowing Ikari-kun as I do, I'm interested in hearing how you two started dating. He is a little shy if you haven't noticed."
Clasping her hands together just above her navel, causing her bunched up assets to form a mind breaking single unit, Chizuru actually appeared bashful. "Love at first sight really, Ritsuko-san," Chizuru was always one to butter up the overseers. "I asked him to meet me in the music room, and well…it was unforgettable," she put her palm to her cheek as a rosy hue tinted her cheeks.
"Thy lying hussy! Yon details are grossly inaccurate! Shinji-sa~n doth not act in such impure ways!" Himari gently set her cup of tea back on the table. "Speak not of fables and exaggerations! You connived him to meet thee and thrust yourself upon him!" Himari's finger poked Chizuru in one of her perfect pair.
This was better than television by far, and Ritsuko was going to milk it, poke it, and prod it as long as she could. Swiping Misato's beer, not yet touched, Ritsuko was ready to increase the fun. Teenagers, were all normal teens this full of hormones? She'd not been that way due to her mother's watchful and reproachful eye, Misato had been in a coma, and the pilots were poster children for psychological therapy. The issue of Shinji and Chizuru made sense though, the girl acted first. She'd never bet Shinji would ever take the initiative for things.
Slugging back a nice drink of Misato's nasty tasting beer, the captain's slurred statement discounted, Ritsuko did wonder though. "What about parents, both of you. No offense girls, but we do need to worry about Shinji-kun's well being. Noihara, you're not a typical teenager, and Chizuru," it was hard NOT to call this teenager by her first name, "I'd wonder if your parents like the idea of you dating a high risk male." Shinji did have a good chance of dying, not that Ritsuko would remind Misato about that.
Shoving Ritsuko's shoulder with her foot, Misato flopped over on her back and let out a sharp laugh. "Be careful girls, Ritsuko here will pry and pry until you have no secrets left. Woman has a way of pestering everybody away from her. Go figure she's single at her age," Misato's legs splayed to the side as adverse effects of booze and gravity worked their magic.
Walking in on Misato's rather daring show of cut off shorts, and a bit of panty sticking out, Shinji just rolled his eyes. "Misato-san, what did I say about laying like that on the floor," Shinji had long stopped being stunned by Misato's less daring actions. Setting the large pot of curry on the table next to the plates, Shinji tossed the oven mitts back into the kitchen. "Rice cooker is on your left Ritsuko-san. So what did I miss?" he took his seat between Himari and Chizuru, the latter leaned suggestively against him.
"Katsuragi paints many interesting visions of humanity," Himari indignantly kicked one of Misato's legs to close the view off from public review. Leaning across the table, brushing her arm against the lad, Himari started filling plates with food. "Thee terror of felines asked of our parentage. Quite a personal question for strangers to inquire of, yet a calculated one. Mine mother died during child birth, father trained me with the elders of mine clan until I was dubbed ready to act as Shinji-san's guardian," she handed Shinji a plate with a smile just for him.
Helping herself to rice first, Ritsuko rose an eyebrow to Misato's sudden shuffling about. "Sorry for being so invasive Noihara," and why did the girl insist she was bad with cats. Ritsuko loved cats, missed that cute little black one but Shinji did say he'd saw it lately. "But as you try to 'protect' Shinji-kun, so do we, well at least I do, Misato just uses him as a live in butler," Misato would hopefully react to that glib comment.
Lurching forward at the table, Misato bounced her waist against it and jostled the pot. A bit of curry from Chizuru's ladle fell on the table and pooled. Pulling the top off a contain of instant ramen, the closet mother hen poured her own curry into the mix. "Best way to get curry flavored ramen, you should try it. And I'm not that bad am I, Shinji-kun?" Misato batted her eyelashes in her patent pending man melting gaze.
"From thy observations tis quite the astute observation," Himari said with her eyes closed. Smirking at the glowering Misato, Himari sampled the curry and nodded. "Once again, Shinji-san, thy repast is superb," she leaned against the lad subtly but noticeably. All her actions were hard to spot, but if watched closely could be detected. Soft touches of the hand when she was thought unobserved, sitting closer than traditionally accepted, and her tone of voice had subtle shifts when talking to Shinji or when to others.
Well, Ritsuko had not expected Himari to be quite so caring, not when Shinji had an official girlfriend. The joke that Misato had hired Himari to be Shinji's guardian was losing more weight and Himari's official statement gaining more. To shift focus from Misato and her culinary abomination, "So what about you Chizuru-kun? Himari was brave enough to answer, you're not going to let her beat you are you?" teenagers were so easy to goad.
Sampling Misato's ramen, not like he had a choice with her sticking it under his nose, Shinji scarfed it down and started choking. Both Himari and Chizuru quickly went to the aid, Himari holding out a glass of water, Chizuru went for the direct approach. Pulling Shinji's head back, she applied some mutant form of CPR…that lasted a full minute. Once Shinji didn't die of asphyxiation he red faced answered, "S-sorry about that, Ritsuko-san. But maybe it's not a good question to as…"
Taking Shinji's outstretched hand, Chizuru pulled it down under the table and out of view. Shinji went ridged but silent at whatever Chizuru had done, but he looked quite content. "Its ok, Shinji-kun, if Ku-Noihara can say her past I surely won't buckle,' winking at Shinji she added, "that did taste good Misato-san but I bet mine was better." Her hand holding Shinji's moved about under the table and to the mystery of those not Shinji. "I don't know my real parents, but my mother took care of me for a long time. We had a bit of a falling out because I don't want to run her damn old onsen. So I took my brother and moved here." She put her hands back on the table and grinned feral at Himari as they noticed Shinji's arm was still stretched where Chizuru left it.
Shinji's days as a virgin, if they weren't already, would be over soon if what he was touching was what Ritsuko thought it was. Girl was brazen and played dirty, just like Misato did. "Can say I know how it is to have an interesting mother, I had one too," Ritsuko felt her cheeks heating up, booze was working. "For now both of you get passing marks, though I bet Noihara here is going need to pick p the pace or she'll get looked past. Guys like things to move fast and Chizuru-kun here is a lynx…or was it a minx?" she teased the girl. Himari's comments about cats just made Ritsuko want to tease her.
The trio of teens were rather stunned by Ritsuko's acceptance of them. Himari blushed and inched closer to Shinji with all the subtly of a woman of ancient Japan, Chizuru gushed and snuggled up to Shinji, and well Shinji just sat there basking in his luck and fortune. Misato's loud belch ruined the moment, but it had served its purpose.
The evening continued to pass rather humorously for the lonely scientist as she watched the quartet of human oddities interact. Shinji and Himari were the mature ones while Misato and Chizuru were cut from the same teasing cloth. Topics bounced from television, to how far Chizuru had gotten with Shinji, and back to work. And that was when Ritsuko's now fully alcohol induced brain had a rare neuron fire of memory.
Pulling out a card, Ritsuko set it on the dirty table, many more cans of beer populated it now thanks to the passage of time. "Tests tomorrow Shinji-kun, make sure Ayanami gets this before you head to Nerv," she pushed the odd child's card across the short table knocking over a half drunk can. The beer flowed out of it and across the table quick as wildfire and ended up covering the teens. Shit got weird then when Ritsuko could have sworn Himari grew cat ears and Shinji started having a sneezing fit. "The fuck?" she rubbed her eyes.
Snatching the card quickly, Shinji quickly grabbed Himari's hand and started dragging her to the bathroom sneezing all the way. "I'll get it done," he didn't even know what it was he was agreeing to, he just hurried.
Snapping her fingers in anger, Chizuru growled low at the door. "Damn cheating cat," she grabbed Ritsuko's beer from her hand and took a swig. "This tastes foul, I'll have Tayura bring you some good stuff tomorrow, Misato-san," she finished the can and added it to the stack. Misato, if she was conscious enough to hear, mumbled and fell back down to sleep.
"Damn DT's, thought I saw…saw…" Ritsuko felt very tired all of the sudden. Looking over at the buxom lass, Ritsuko should have said something about her drinking, but couldn't. Looking into that girl's eyes, the irises moved odd, glowed, and Ritsuko was out like a light.
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Pacing back and forth in the dirt and refuse laden hallway, Himari was starting to give her master's fears some serious thought. Perhaps the Ayanami girl truly was living in poverty, the building had every indication of abstract degradation. Stomping her foot on an errant cockroach, the sword maiden grimaced. It was defiantly not a place for a young woman to grow and prosper, so she'd stop teasing Shinji so much about the lunches. For now.
"Shinji-sama, such a destiny thrust upon thee," she said remorsefully. That beast he piloted was so above her to do anything about that it left her rattled to her foundations. She couldn't fight those battles for him, couldn't defend him, she could nothing for him in regards to the guardians. "To think the ancients created such potent adversaries," she mused. Anything that required an Eva to fight, Himari had to relinquish the mantle of warrior to Shinji.
Himari was astonished again by the contemptuous fox's own revelation. Chizuru had came to her during the days repast to seek a truce. Having not experienced Shinji's ordeal firsthand as Chizuru had, Himari listened intently to the fox's story. To feel such a beast's wounds, to feel its every fiber as if ones own, truly a frightening thought. So, Chizuru had a compromise for her. They both agreed they didn't want to add to Shinji's troubles with in-fighting for his affection. Chizuru would be wife and she would be concubine, a role she had already aligned for herself. It would be hard for Chizuru to accept later that she'd not be wife either, but by then Shinji would not care for such titles.
Looking at the grimy placard of '404' again, Himari tapped her wooden sandal against the old porn magazine she stood on. "What causes such hindrance?" she had hoped the simple act of dropping of Ayanami's card wouldn't have taken so long. They were to dine together before the required testing at his job. "While I doth agreed to allow her to consummate, there are ways to…" she smiled thinking back to her agreement with Chizuru.
Chizuru would be Shinji's first, but there was plenty a vassal could do to alleviate her master's tension. A few tasty ideas popped into her head, bringing about ragged and long breaths before the stench brought her back to reality. Blinking rapidly, Himari clutched at her kimono, "Foul beast has me thinking such impure thoughts." But she couldn't deny she longed to be with Shinji in some form or another. Years of watching him suffer, watching him seek affection left her wanting to dole it out in leagues. "Perhaps tis not as vile as I haff believed," she wondered.
A yelp and a crash broke Himari from her contemplation. Hand going to her sheath, the trained warrior brushed aside the door and its mountain of aged mail. Had her foolish thoughts of women's fancy lowered her senses so much? Their would be no hand holding, no kissing, or no intimacy if some wretched demon attacked her master before he learned his true calling.
Not running, to run would only cause a chance for a sneak attack, Himari moved briskly but with purpose. Rounding the small hallway, she drew her blade horizontally and held it at the ready, "What befalls you, Ikari…sama?" Himari nearly fell over at what she saw. It wasn't a demon, unless Shinji was possessed by a demon of lust. "Thee have held up our repast for yon Ayanami's breast?" Himari slid her blade back into the scabbard with a hint of annoyance.
Practically jumping off Ayanami's naked body, Shinji rushed to Himari's side red faced and wide eyed. "It was an accident! I didn't mean to…to…Ayanami-san tell her it was an accident please," Shinji turned back to Rei and instantly turned back. Traces of sweat dripped down his face as Ayanami got to her feet without caring of her own modesty, an old bone in her hand.
Putting the questionable item back down next to a glass of water, some medication, and a set of glasses, Rei headed back towards the shower. "I approached him, he pulled back, I tripped on water. His intentions for groping me are unknown but potentially incidental," Rei said without looking back. Without a further word she started putting her clothing on without shutting the door.
Taking a hold of Shinji's hand, Himari was perfectly fine dragging the boy out of sight of the nude teenager. "If thee wanted to grope breasts, Shinji-sama, I'd have offered," she took the hand she was holding and placed it on her bust. "Thy hand is warm," she teased but mewed a moment once his hand instinctively squeezed.
"S-sorry Himari-san! Like she said, it was an accident! Just an…accident, you know why we came! I was going to leave her card on the counter, saw what I thought was one of the spare rib bones from weeks ago and…" he gave his hand a squeeze again quite ironically.
Most enjoyable, perhaps Chizuru wasn't totally out of her mind to enjoy a more physical relationship. "As Shinji-sama is quite timid around the fairer sex, I shall believe thee," she did move his hand away from her breast. The contact was having an unwanted but not unexpected result, and Himari didn't want Shinji to know how easily her body responded to his touch. Two simple squeezes and she could feel her nipples harden, damn body reacting against the minds wishes.
Quick to leave the building and its foul order and depressing atmosphere, Himari did not distance herself from Shinji. In public she had to be firm and respectful of others, but alone she would let her master spoil her and she the same. "Now I doth believe thee said we'd dine? Though I doubt much would be agreeable in such a deplorable locale," she turned her nose up at a homeless man pissing behind a garbage can.
His breathing finally back to normal levels, likely due to not being in contact with delicate feminine bits, Shinji nodded. "We could hit a stall that sells crepes on the way to Nerv. Its not supper, but a snack could hold us over till we get home and I could cook us something," he confessed. Keeping in step with Himari, the teen did not make a move to increase the distance between his servant and himself. Leaning forward to look her in the eye, "Or did you want a restaurant? I owe you more than a dessert and a hand cooked meal I guess."
"Master thinks he owes me," Himari tittered and hid her smile behind one long sleeved arm. Stopping, Himari let Shinji lead her arm for a moment, once their arms became taught she gave him a yank back into her embrace. "Silly, Shinji-sama, thee have given me a purpose in life, and lavish affection upon it. A hand made meal is far superior to food of a stranger," she brought him in close, lips scant inches apart, the pushed him back. "Punishment for befouling yon Ayanami when thee could have just asked me," she was a bit sour about that still.
Releasing Shinji's hand, the lad went ridged with shock again, Himari pinched his cheek just a little to hard. She wasn't above jealousy, and she did relent that at first she thought maybe Shinji did plan it. It was hard not to suspect a man holding a naked woman to the ground and groping her of meaning it. Jogging at a slow pace for her, Shinji was running full pace to keep up with her, Himari felt Shinji needed a little punishment for his unfaithfulness. With not only Chizuru but her…Shinji's hand shouldn't stray.
Her inflicted torment had one small negative consequence when they finally reached the dessert shop. Shinji was to winded to eat, so rather than share one together as she wanted, she got to eat it solo. Well that was her punishment for not trusting Shinji's response. There would be a later as long as Himari didn't fail in her duty. If she failed these quite and happy moments would be gone. For that she could never fail, could never let her feral side take over, or she'd die at the hands of her most cherished.
After her sugary treat, the duo walked to Nerv chatting peacefully as they went. It annoyed her that Shinji would mention Chizuru occasionally, even if she agreed to it Himari would have preferred to be Shinji's one and only. She could tell he was trying to avoid mentioning the fox, he was a quick study of others and knew it bothered her, but the question had been what the day had brought. Chizuru was an active part of his life, maybe a little to active but that was the breaks.
Finding the strange Ayanami, the girls scent was perplexing as it shifted from human to animal spirit at times, at the base already, Himari got a small thrill when Shinji continued to apologize to her. When the question about trusting Shinji's father was posed though, Himari nearly threw the child off the escalator. Nobody struck her master, especially when it had to due with that man!
"Doth thou not know that said man abandoned Ikari-sama!" Himari seethed as she steadied Shinji. "Thee might trust that abominable man, but doth not think for a scant moment that all would. Would thee trust one that has wronged you grievously?" Himari stepped past Shinji and advanced upon the impassive girl.
Standing her ground for a few moments, Rei's eyes widened just a few millimeters as Himari's anger boiled, then took a step down. "No, I would not. The commanders actions outside of my knowledge are…diverse. Ikari-kun, I apologize for the blow. If you do not prepare food for me any longer it is understandable," Rei nodded and turned her back to Himari. But rather than stay put and let the escalator do the work for her, Rei put some distance between herself and the angry cat-girl.
Before Himari could press the issue, Shinji put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "Let her go, Himari-san. She…Ritsuko said my father is her guardian. Maybe she knows him better than I do. It doesn't hurt any more anyway," he smiled to show his pearly whites.
Leaning back against his chest, Himari felt a certain heat against the small of her back, take that Chizuru. "She is the cause of worry thou. For a brief moment I sensed something odd within her. Such loyalty, not focused as thy own, but nearly dog or wolf like," Himari wondered for a moment. A true bonded wolf would never retract as Ayanami had, but it was strong. She had seen the girl's reaction to Shinji's food offerings, and yet she attacked with only a vague detraction.
Ayanami occupied Himari's mind as Shinji performed his duties. Himari did not trust Shinji's father, not by any stretch of the imagination. That man knew about the guardians enough to create vessels to fight them, that was dangerous knowledge. Rei was loyal to that man and had the musk of one of the animal clans, but not perfect. Perhaps…perhaps she'd use a weapon she hadn't considered to get to the bottom of that mystery. Shinji, her master, did seem capable of getting the girl to speak where nobody else could. But dare she try it?
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Flowing down the small tributary, Shizuku was not prepared for her summons but went regardless. The Ikari demon slayer was still perplexing her with his unexpected and bizarre actions. Of the remaining slayers, none appeared to have any friendship for demon-kind making the Mizuchi nervous. All knew of the Crimson Blade of the Noihara and her clan's dedication to the Ikari, but what of this Chizuru Morimoto? Brainwashed, a spell, or other trickery to throw off or even to mock the remaining weakened elders?
Away from the city, the water turned from dirty grey to a more soothing clear as Shizuku swam. She had spied something interesting the yesterday, the slayer could not swim, that suited her just fine. All she would have to do would knock him into any body of water while the traitorous cat was gone, she'd not worry about the Morimoto, a pure demon such as Chizuru would side with the council.
The other issue Shizuku was concerned about was the damn half-breeds and their own council, Tendril's Leaf. Subordinates should know there place and not make trouble where it wasn't needed. But the demonic animals always wanted more power, wanted to disobey the ancient ways, and generally made life troublesome. Those that held rule over that school were up to something, something big was on the way and with the sudden attack of the guardians things were very turbulent.
"More reason for the slayer to be taken out to lessen our worries," Shizuku took her human form as she leapt from the water. Her dead pale skin was translucent under the waxing moon, her green hair looked more like moss than what it meant to mimic, and her red eyes glowed brightly. Walking from the dirty bank of the widening river towards the woods, Shizuku hoped this session was worth her time.
Gone were the city lights, more than fifty miles from the city of her post, Shizuku breathed in the healthy musk of nature. Healthy trees waved in the perpetual summer, making the water spirit really want some ice to cool off, but that would come later. Standing in a clearing, seemingly empty, Shizuku cleared her throat and called out, "I've come as asked. What is so important as to interrupt my surveillance?"
Slowing many pairs of glowing red eyes appeared out of the darkness of the forest surrounded the small open grove. Shapes could vaguely be seen in the darkness but nothing was definite, all was fluid and motion. More and more the surviving elders or their emissaries appeared around the lone Mizuchi.
Perched atop a high tree branch a deep feminine voice barked, "We'd not have summoned you if it wasn't important. We have gotten numerous reports about information you have left from your reports. An attack on the slayer, a potential nine-tail in league with him, and the destruction of a guardian! Why haven't you told us this yourself?" after the questions were asked the eyes faded from red to black.
Did they not trust her or think she was stupid? Either way, Shizuku wasn't overly enjoying the speculation that she wasn't doing her job to the utmost. A slayer had killed her entire family, she was NOT going to let the same happen to her. "An offspring of Yig felt my observations were not enough and struck. I'll remind you all that my orders were to watch," she said impassively and without any hint of emotion. Given the option, Shizuku would have struck first and asked questions never. Slayers couldn't be trusted.
A hissing masculine voice peeked out from a hole in the ground, a set of bony white claws poked out of the darkness. "Za youth hazz been punished by fazzer, but zas not killed. He claimed za slayer merged with za possible nine-tail and had unimaginable power. Zis was not important to tells zus?" the reptilian voice growled angrily and tore up the ground with its claws.
Rolling her eyes up, Shizuku thought the question was self answering, but the council wouldn't agree. With a hint of impatience, "What more could I have told you that he hasn't already? Nothing more is known about Chizuru Morimoto as she isn't my target directly. I wasn't present at the fight as I was spying on Tendril's Leaf's minions at the time," this Nerv place had a strange smell. "Why they didn't kill him if they were so powerful begs the question if they WERE that powerful or if your clan is just trying to cover for its weakness," she smirked at the claws as they retreated.
A cacophony of noises, barks, hisses, and veiled threats answered Shizuku's subtle barb at the representative of Yig. A docile voice, neither male of female, but having massive eyes the size of Shizuku's head spoke next. "Valid point, we knew about it before you could have responded, but a token gesture next time so we know you are working. As for the potential nine-tail, what DO you know about her. The only known nine-tail has denied all requests to join the council, and her power to vast to force the issue," unlike the other voices this one wasn't threatening more inquisitive.
Shizuku didn't know what she made of Chizuru, but didn't think the fox had the legendary powers of the Nine-Tails. "She is a beast of lust, much like Noihara is in private with her 'young lord'," to love a slayer felt sacrilege to the fallen. But she had seen the results of Chizuru's attack on the school and it wasn't a simple blast. With reluctance, "I haven't seen a merge like was claimed, but I have found evidence of fox-fire above a normal fox-demon. And while she appears to care for the slayer, I haven't ruled out subterfuge."
An unseen voice rumbled the earth with its deep powerful tones, "Can the slayer be trusted to adhere to the treaty and leave us in peace? Nine-tail or not the slayer is the threat, he and the guardians." The leaves fell from the trees and small animals ran in fear of the mighty voice from all around.
"I don't believe the slayer can be trusted, aside from lone Jinguji, all slayers have relinquished their powers. To find the Ikari line alive and well could rekindle the spirits of the others. I say we not worry if he's truly sided with the demon-animals and Tendril's Leaf and just remove him as a possible treat," Shizuku nodded to her own wishes. Her family, she wanted to avenge them and Shinji was the only viable way. Himari and Chizuru's seeming quelling of the slayers natural instincts aside, he had to be removed.
Three voices speaking from different locations responded in sync with one another. "No, the slayer could be useful to us against Tendril's Leaf if they are truly using the Guardians to some end. The seal must not be broken, but we are to weak to go against the mechanical beasts. But if we could turn…if the slayer will side with us we can end this before tragedy befalls us again," the voices silenced.
The eyes upon the tree burned bright again, "Go back and continue your observations. Pay closer attention to the potential nine-tail, a pure demon such as that could help greatly. And the slayer sounds more at Noihara's mercy than the inverse. Cats are often able to use their wiles to confound the minds of males," a near mocking tone rasped out near the end.
Her tongue reached down low in mocking salute to her 'peers' as Shizuku bowed to them. Turning back into water, the Mizuchi raced back to the stream that would take her back to that dirty city. She was done watching, it was time to act, and act she would. Put him in danger, see just how willing the Crimson Blade was to attack her own kind, and how the slayer would react.
The love she saw had to be a trick, the slayer was forcing it upon them somehow, she'd find it out. And when she freed her sisters from his power they'd all revel in his destruction! Her family…mother and father would be avenged! All slayers were the same, they all sought the exsanguinations of demons, it was even in their names! She would not go the way of fools and die without a fight. Just you wait Ikari Shinji, Shizuku has your name and face in mind!
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While he wasn't really tired, Shinji wasn't enjoying the news so he let out a yawn. Misato was well into her drinking, eyes half closed and head bobbing from approaching sleep, yet she maintained a vice like grip on the remote. No matter, Shinji rarely found anything good on television to watch anyway. Himari had been rather cagy all since chat with Rei the day before so she was off in her room leaving Shinji alone with the semi-conscious Misato.
"Well think I'll go to bed a little early today, night Misato," Shinji finally made his decision and got up. He'd read a bit, maybe practice his cello softly to tire himself out, but it beat watching talking heads complain about gulf winds and trade balances. What Shinji couldn't fathom was why Misato had been so insistent on watching it. Stretching his arms above his head, "Need anything from me before I go?"
Snapping out of her doze, Misato's head bounced around like a rubber ball in a bath. "Huh, what I wasn't doing anything," she rattled off as he came off some odd dream. Her hands instinctively went to the bottom of her tank-top and pulled it down, not a good thing as it exposed a lot of side breast. "Oh, Shinji-kun, sorry. I wasn't really here I guess. No I don't need anything, you go on now," she fanned herself and avoided looking at him.
That was odd, Misato normally teased him when he went to bed early, but today she looked flush and hiding something. "You alright Misato-san, you look like you might have a fever or something," he went to put the back of his hand to her forehead but she caught him. "Misato-san?" perhaps he crossed some boundary. It was ok for her to check his temperature but not the inverse.
Quickly shaking her head, Misato pushed Shinji a little ways back. "I just had a weird little dream while I sat here. Think I'll turn in early too," she picked up her can and gave it a good swirl. The sloshing about indicated it was less than half full so the woman pounded the rest of it down in one gulp. "Himari wasn't watching tv with us?" Misato asked cautiously after she put the empty can down.
Walking backwards towards his room, the instinct to flee was high. "Himari-san's been meditating since a chat we had with Ayanami yesterday. We had a little fight, she told Ayanami a few things about my father, and well…" Shinji just shrugged. Misato was acting odd, more so than normal so he'd let her sleep off whatever oddness her dream gave her. "Night Misato-san," he waved and headed off.
As he neared his room he couldn't help but stop in the shadows and listen. It was an old trick he picked up at his old residence when he wanted to spy on the adults. Normally it was just them saying how they didn't really want the boy around but the money was good. Rambling to herself, Misato peeked about the dark apartment, "No way would she do that…either of them. Get a grip it's not been THAT long. I know, Mr. Green can help." With a solid nod, Misato briskly headed to her room and shut the door. Pen-Pen scratched at the door, but Misato didn't open it up for the fowl to follow.
Less known the better, his mind told him as he grabbed the handle of his door and opened it wide. "At least the activation of Unit-00 went well, so that is good news," he didn't know if he wanted Rei on the battlefield though. Nearly yelping as a firm yet warm hand grabbed him about the wrist, Shinji's neck hurt at the speed he yanked it to the side. His heart spiked in his chest for the moment of unknown fear, only to see Himari's burdened face. "Himari-san, did you need something? I was thinking of heading in early tonight," he wondered if she was going to ask to sleep in his bed again.
Her grip hardened for a moment, looking not at Shinji but over his shoulder into the room. "Only wished to offer thee hopes for a pleasant night," she said it but sounded forced. "In thy morning seek me for but a brief chat," she blinked fast, faster than normal. Then with no hesitation or reason she kissed his cheek softly and pushed him into the room and shut the door.
After an encounter like that he'd need to talk to her just to see what the devil was going on. Himari had her moments that made Shinji worried, not for himself but for her. Her teasing that once he became a true slayer he'd kill her first. That was utter madness! Did she have dreams like Misato did, dreams that made her that worried? Pulling his shirt off and slacks, the room felt unnaturally humid, Shinji tossed it into a mesh hamper of his dirties. His boxers would be enough for this humid night, he wasn't going to mess with the A/C with Misato as she was. "Talk to her about it tomorrow, something tells me now isn't a good time," he went to his window and opened it.
The smell wasn't the best, but the cool breeze blowing through would at least take the musk out of the room. Sniffing his armpits, Shinji was alarmed at the odd fragrance in his room. Turning to the bed, he saw it finally, a lump under the blankets the size of a person. Why hadn't he seen it when he opened the door? For the second time of the night his heart leapt in his chest as a dawning realization came over him Chizuru had done this before, put up a warding spell to obscure the eyes of those outside of it. Himari had…Himari had seen it! She knew Chizuru was…that they might…what was Himari planning before she noticed?
Swallowing hard, his throat suddenly dry as a sun parched road, Shinji's fingers waggled as his hands neared the sheet. Was she just teasing this time, or were they going to go past just hand holding, kissing, and the very rare inner thigh caress? The sheet almost tore when he grabbed it and slowly pulled it back, his lungs stopped the intake of air as the room clad in nothing but moonlight reveled his partner.
Wearing the lingerie she had bought with him, Chizuru lay on Shinji's bed with her legs drawn up to her chest. Eyes wide open, pinky to her lower lip, Chizuru cooed, "You found your prize." Her legs swished back and forth on the bed making a very alluring sound with the sheets. "I've kept the bed warm for us, but I think we can make it even warmer," her arms outstretched for the boy.
Either unwilling or unable to resist, Shinji was drawn like a sailor to the rocks by the siren. Sitting on the bed, hovering over her, Shinji found the pink creation to be even more than he had imagined. Her hand ran against his cheek and down to his chest, his did the same but cupped her breast. "C-Chizuru-san, you're…Himari knows. Did you put up a?" he looked around the room. He could see the sacred ropes along the ceiling if he strained his eyes enough. Tongue growing in size and thickness in his mouth, Shinji kept leaning closer to his girlfriend.
One hand going behind Shinji's head, the other his back, Chizuru pulled the teen to her body and laid him on top of her. "We talked about it while you tended to your duties, Shin-chan," she pressed her finger to his lips to silence him. "Neither of us were ready for the reality of that beast you ride in. I felt it through you, Himari saw it up front. We realized we couldn't help you with that, no matter how much we wanted to. And we don't want to add to your worries, and neither of us are going to give you up so…" she smiled innocently and shut her eyes.
Pulling away from her finger, silly how such a light touch could silence his lips but ignite his body. "Isn't that selfish of me to let you both…" he found Chizuru wasn't going to have any self abuse this night. The hand on his head pulled him in less energy needed to rip a piece of paper. It was true, they couldn't help him in the Eva, but he could hardly help them outside of it. A fair trade? Chizuru's amorous kiss was a sign she thought it was.
As if reading his mind Chizuru pulled her tongue out of his mouth, the saliva dribbled from their mouths and made a translucent spot on her nightie. "You fight the guardians till we learn why they've woken, and we keep you safe from those bastards of Tendril's Leaf. And I…we…get to…" she took his hand and drew it to her breast and made a lovely 'chuu' as he gave it a soft squeeze. "Shall we start exploring?" her eyes were heavy with desire, much like her partners.
He's touched her breasts before, she was quite fond of flaunting them for him, but it was different now. So little fabric was between him and the hefty mass, and he could see through the pink mesh to the skin behind it. Pinching at the discolored spot, Chizuru moaned again as he saw a point form. "E-explore…are you sure you're…we're ready for…" he wanted to give her time, wanted to be sure it was the right time. Oh how he felt ready, a dream come to fruition, the impossible possible. How far they'd go he didn't know, but at that moment he felt connected not physically but emotionally to Chizuru.
While Chizuru could be motherly, friendly, and a bastion of positive encouragement, tonight she was full on seductress. A role she filled far better than anybody else Shinji could imagine being with. The hand on his back slowly crested his front and slide under the elastic band of his boxers. "I believe we've crossed that…boundary," she kissed him again as her hand wrapped around her goal. The kiss suddenly ended with, "Is it…supposed to be that large and warm?" she actually sounded a little astonished.
His mind blown with the sensation of a hand touching what nobody else but he had, Shinji had a moment of utter confusion. Always in his mind he thought he was smaller than the average guy, well when he wasn't excited at least. Unintentially he'd catch sight of a guy in the gym or at Nerv and his mind compared the two. But he never gave it thought to when excited, didn't all guys expand as much as his did? "S-something wr-wrong with it?" he shivered with unknown pleasure. Her hand was like silk!
"My first time, Shin-chan, but I think I'll get used to the burn," Chizuru pushed Shinji back. Following the boy's ascent and decent, laying him on his back, Chizuru grabbed the sides of his boxers and pulled down. They caught on his member, but a gently push down and tug freed the boy from his cotton prison. "My-my this is a little intimidating," she traced a vein with her finger. "But its only fair if you," she tittered and crawled over the boy.
No longer 'in' his body, Shinji felt like he was watching a movie from behind his eyes. Chizuru was turning around and pointing her heart shaped rump in his face, the smell…that had been the musk he had smelt. It wasn't potpourri, but it worked a kind of magic on him. "M a little n-nervous too," the lie of the century he was horrified he'd make a mistake and offend her. Never had he, dreams or not, thought he'd be in this position unless money had passed hands.
Pulling the nightie over her waist, Chizuru's voice suddenly lost a lot of its seductive power. The confidence and typical self empowered woman was gone, replaced with somebody much like Shinji, nervous before their beloved for the first time. Not wearing underwear she lowered herself to spread out on top of him. "W-we'll be nervous together. D-don't be to rough with me, Shin-chan or I'll never forgive you," innocence oh how innocent she sounded, a stark contrast to her normal flirty and brazen manner.
First thing Shinji noticed was that Chizuru and he really did think a lot alike from time to time. She had shaved her nether region, just as he had in case…just in case. At first he was a little confused at what he saw, a crisp line with puffy parts sticking out. He had taken sex-ed, had seen one or two porno that Kensuke had insisted he watch, so he had some expectations. His hand gently went to the unfurled petals and felt such heat from it, it felt to be breathing itself.
She squirmed and moaned from the heavy breathing on her exposed sex, "how does your Chizuru look?" Trying to entice the boy, despite her sudden bout of self consciousness, she wiggled herself against the boy. She bucked forward as a long finger traced the closed bud. "S-say something please, Shin-chan, don't…don't be silent," was that fear in her voice?
What did one say before neigh perfection? Beautiful wasn't nearly close enough to the right word, christened by the gods was closer. Shinji settled on a tried and true, "Lovely." His hormones finally kicking in, Shinji's hands clasped both sides of the petal and pulled it open. Moisture trickled down and pooled on his neck. Chizuru was panting, making small mewling sounds and saying not to tease her, was he teasing her? All he wanted to know all of the sudden was. "What does it taste…" his tongue ended the unasked question as he lapped at a fold.
It wasn't a 'good' taste, but it wasn't bad. If this brought joy to Chizuru, and judging from her load moan it was, he'd do this for here whenever they felt the mood hit them. Pulling her open a little more, he found his tongue making wide circles unfolding the skin until started noticing a nub. A small part of his brain realized what he found, and made a point to give it attention from time to time.
"Y-You cheat…you've been…pr…Shin-chan," Chizuru tried to tease back but her eyes were closed and her body had the consistency of a wet noodle. Not one to be beaten, Chizuru pulled Shinji's member to the side and let her tongue run circles about the head. She didn't try for more than the head, not with her mouth opening and closing so much from the unexpected overflow of sensation. "Punish your Chizuru, Shin-chan…keep…explore deeper," she grabbed swatches of sheet trying to gather strength but none was to be had.
His mind was going to fast for him to comprehend what was assaulting him. Chizuru's lip service was driving him mad. A finger slipped into the petal, and the girl squirmed and even more juices fled from her pot onto him. Using that as an indication to use his fingers more, Shinji was a machine of motion. The taste was bad, the smell unique, but the rush of knowing she felt such pleasure kept him going and made him want to improve.
Shinji felt Chizuru's hand grasp him, after she had nipped him with her teeth twice she apparently gave up. Words were gone, just panting and the ever growing heat. All at once, Shinji felt Chizuru tense up like somebody applied an electric cord to her, and she let loose a torrent of juices on him and screamed so loud it left his ears ringing.
When he dared open his eyes, Chizuru's hair was blond, her ears and tail were out, and he had made his own mess on the sheet along side of her. It was the sound of her climaxing that sent him over the edge. Crawling up to her side, laying amid a mixture of their secretions, Shinji wrapped his arms around his panting and droopy eyed lover, kissed her forehead, and held her till they both fell asleep.
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Notes
Yeah its just extended foreplay but I don't see Shinji just up and fucking, and I always thought Chizuru wouldn't be so gung ho for the final stretch. I mean the entire time of Kanokon she just teases and goes for light foreplay…maybe I'm over thinking but I've many more chapters to explore more.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Hope you have a great Labor Day, and I'm always open for ideas and suggestions for this story. Bear in mind I do want to keep the number of cast members some what down, I don't want another 'What We' with super huge numbers that can't get any time. Lizet, Shizuku, and our other slayer will show up, Nozumu…lets just say she won't be in the story directly but I've plans.
Later
Mercaba