Standard Disclaimer
Man December was full of illness and a lot of work, sorry I missed that month. The holidays came and went, was nice but some family were still out in the big random in the world.
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Crime and Punishment
The puddle of sweat under her grew to massive size, but Meiko continued her morning exercises. Another night, another dream, and her mind was wandering to flights of imagination she never had before. Two days past her little celebration party with the two girls from her class, and the unknowing informant. Meiko enjoyed their company, smart and upbeat girls, but they were mostly used for data gathering and to 'fit in' better with the crowd. The party had been fun, even if her fingers were clawed most of the previous day.
"But what do I do if today plays like yesterday? She was meek, she was docile, and she blocked my current plan," Meiko grunted. Rolling forward into a handstand, she did a few harder pushups. The dilemma. Day after the little party for initiating the most successful plan to drive Kirika away, Meiko was stunned at state of her target! The fire was out of the girl, Kirika was downright the perfect student! No stupid rule breaking, no boisterous ranting, and when Meiko tried talking to her Kirika shied behind Shinji and the pair left. Was that it? Was this the end? If the plan succeeded that quick, it meant Ritsuko would provide the info about Mari and Meiko could leave.
Shinji's smiling face appeared before Meiko's mind and the girl tumbled. Correcting her fall, Meiko was able to use the momentum to launch herself against the wall, making an arch against it. Walking down the wall, the strain was quit pleasurable, she got back on her feet. Grumbling under her breath, "Stupid, that is the plan. Get her to leave, get the info, and go…why am I so fixated!" But she was! Dreams were one thing, they just happened, but why did seeing him with Kirika upset her! Why did she think about him at all?! His smile, his want to please, to be the peacemaker, putting himself in Kirika's place to save her from discipline! He was a good guy. Shinji was…
"Wasted on an uncouth woman like Kirika," Meiko ground her teeth. Gathering her school uniform, they never did get her a uniform that fit yet, but the air on her chest was refreshing and kept her sweating down. Sneaking into the common area of the apartment, no sounds, Meiko avoided Kirika. Let the girl stew in the fear of being exposed for the lie. Akagi provided Meiko with the little fact that Kirika faked her tests to get into Nerv. Nothing had been done with it yet, but Meiko was using both that fact and the emotional manipulation of…the befriending of Shinji to drive Kirika out.
No sounds in the apartment, but a mess was made on the kitchen table. Somebody felt the want to make a lunch apparently and left the mess behind. Well Meiko wasn't going to clean up after her, and her own lunch had been provided by…her heart beat a bit faster. Shinji made her a lunch, a thank you for not punishing Kirika yesterday for a truancy. Kirika was late coming back from lunch, Meiko WAS going to punish them, but Shinji got to her first and she locked up. He took that as Meiko letting it slide and wanted to do something nice for him. It worked with the plan, so she let it go. "He is to wanting to please, she will drain that from him, make him like the other males," Meiko envisioned nothing but trouble if those two remained a pair.
Taking a quick shower, her cleaning lingered in a few places longer than normal, thoughts of an unknown person doing a few things to them. Not the most sexual of people, she knew her kinks, knew her likes, and felt no shame in it. After her shower, she gathered her things and left. Asuka was waiting for her, and the two walked together to school. Asuka still had a somewhat haunted expression on her face, something was troubling the girl. Not wanting to lose her coconspirator, "You appear troubled, has Ikari-kun or Misono done something this morning to make you distracted?"
"Huh, did those two…no nothing," Asuka hesitated for a moment, deliberation working its confusion through her mind. Looking around them, insuring nobody of merit was nearby, Asuka's resolve solidified and the confusion blossomed. Waving Meiko in closer, "Those two were on the couch this morning. With Misato gone, that amazon took to sneaking in. I thought boys would…you know be all about pereverted stuff. But Shinji kept…not that I'm upset they didn't contaminate the couch but…" Asuka retreated into the memory, eyes going a bit glossy.
Ah so that is why the apartment was quiet, Kirika hadn't cooked and left to school but rather went to Shinji. Meiko's heels put a few small divots into the concrete envisioning that minx pushing Shinji into deeper and deeper depravity until she got bored of him. But why care!? He was just a target, a tool to break Kirika and drive her away! Yet the idea of Kirika pushing the boy down, squatting over his head, legs splayed, using her prod to swat his sides when he didn't use his tongue…oh…uh…hm…Kirika didn't HAVE a prod, little bit of projection. "So she attempted a sexual event and he did not acquiesce? Not all males are so driven by their loins. Ikari-kun does appear to be more domesticated," but she wouldn't mind…why did her mind fixate so much on this!
"She was practically throwing herself on him, then again that is just how she is, slut. Guess whatever illness she had yesterday is gone, she's back to her…don't want to see…" Asuka shuddered again at something. Giving her cheeks a slap, Meiko noticed it was to mask the blush she was growing, "Anyway, how goes our little plan? Anything I can do to help?"
That blush, Asuka was seeing Shinji or maybe Kirika in a different light and was arosed by it. Nothing bad, natural for humans to have desires, and if Asuka WAS thinking of Kirika in 'that' way, nothing was wrong with curiosity. Curiosity was fine, all humans had it, not like Meiko wasn't curious about that lump she saw…tiny lump, when she held Shinji's feet during the sit-ups. Men were easily manipulated with skin, breasts doubly so, so she used that against him. Got a response, maybe he was a smaller male in that regard, nothing wrong with that either. But the issue was currently Asuka getting in the way of her plan, "Right now what is needed is to keep Misono doing bad things. If she follows the rules, I cannot punish, no punishment means no split, no split she stays. So keep on her and keep her making mistakes." Yes, keep Asuka on Kirika while Meiko keeps on Shinji…yes keep on… Taking her prod she smacked her hand good and hard to break her stupid thoughts.
"After this morning, I doubt we have to worry about a repeat of yesterday. If what I overheard this morning is true she was a little sick. What we'll need to be on the lookout for is her dragging that idiot off to a closet or unused room. But if they do that, you'd have a real reason to punish them," Asuka didn't have the typical revulsion she oft had when trying to deny human nature. That was a unique tell Meiko noticed about her young companion. Asuka did her best to deny or suppress any type of sexuality, believing it base or immature. She was young, Meiko realized, and in time would learn it wasn't something to hide from. As they neared the gate though, Asuka did ask a question of import, "So what will you do after we finally drive that floosy away?"
Flexing her prod between her hands, letting it snap back to shape with a satisfying crack, Meiko covered her sudden fear with a grin down at Asuka. Leaving, she would be leaving. "Let us not put the cart before the horse. Our plan is working great, but if we get to excited we'll make mistakes," a bluff but Asuka bought it. They had a celebration about how good things were going, how is that NOT getting excited. Asuka laughed and the two fell into more banal chatting, but Meiko had a cold nub in her stomach. Yes she wished to find Mari, but Mari left to do something great and Meiko was just chasing after her akin to a puppy hunting its owner.
Call a spade a spade, Meiko knew her friendship with Mari was much akin to that analogy. Meiko didn't mind, knew Mari was far above her in all things. So to chase after her, to force herself into Mari's life while Mari wanted to do something would just bother the girl. But where did that leave Meiko now? This whole Tokyo-3 event was to find where Mari was. If Meiko got that, would she throw herself into Mari's plan? Would she go back to Hachimitsu? Or…could she stay? The online courses were fine for education, she didn't have many real friends at Hachimitsu other than Mari. What did she really have? She had her own puppy now, one that was growing on her like a mold. The mold found the creaks in her defenses, oozed through, grew on crevice's she didn't know existed, filled in holes, and caused inflammations.
"Hey you two, got those handouts filled out? School is wanting to update its emergency contact sooner than expected. Those earthquakes are getting them nervous," Hikari waved at the two. Sitting at her desk, the class representative was seeing to other students, but as always was welcoming to Meiko. Not many girls treated her well in her old school, she was feared and respected there, not 'liked'. Being the vice president of the Underground Student Council, the right hand of the true ruler of the school, there was a stigma about her. And her discipline of the boys there did scare some of the girls. Meiko enjoyed not being immediately doted on and toadied to.
The handout was an update of emergency contact information and family location. Meiko didn't have anything to update, but didn't want upset the others. "I'll turn mine into the office directly. With my situation being what it is, best to keep my form separated from yours," not a lie but a skirting of the truth. Nerv made exceptions to get Meiko into this class, and to get her the laptop connected to her online classes, so some of the requirements for the regular students didn't apply to her.
"That makes sense, but I'll have to go to the teachers office, could take it for you if you like," Hikari offered, she was one of the few that offered help when nothing was given back.
"I can take them for you. Privacy concerns about seeing the Academy's private details, wouldn't want you to get penalized. I would not go easy on you even though we are well acquainted," a thin threat, but an honest one. Meiko didn't pull punches, if you broke the rules you got the punishment. Would she force Hikari to support her during push-ups? No, that was a punishment for her puppy, and the softness of his hair against her thighs was… She sat down and took out her pencil and pad, just to distract herself.
Letting the others go about their mornings, Asuka hung with Hikari, the two lesser boys Shinji interacted with showed and broke several small rules. Meiko just jotted down a few things she could use against Shinji if needed. Why was she so fixated on this one man! A means to an end at the start, but even before the new plan of driving the target out of the school her thoughts were getting muddled. Stray ideas, images, play stories in her mind, and now random snippets of erotisim. Was it just a fixation, was it more? Oh she hoped it was just fixation, Meiko wasn't sure what to do with earnest emotions of affection for the opposite gender.
Hikari signaled for the students to rise…two others were still not present and Meiko heard the bigger of Shinj's two friends joke they were off having relations. Meiko nearly snapped her desk in half, the anger…jealousy…surged through. That agent of chaos was going to cause more problems, was being rewarded with friends and a doting lover, and Meiko had to watch?
"Sorry we're late! Putting up fliers for our next event!" Kirika interrupted the daily ritual. One of her arms was securely around Shinji's waist as she forced him against her, his head keeping her bust supported. Oh the boy looked mollified by all of this attention, and close touch, but said nothing. The class cheered as their degenerate queen was promising more frivolity. That impish smile, that boisterous voice, and flagrant disregard for the rules…her hugging Shinji like she was didn't factor into that growing frustration.
After the class stopped its undue adulation of the queen of rule breaking, the pair went to their seats and Kirika gave Shinji a hip check that sent him spiraling into his seat. A good shot! Shaking his head clear of the sudden burst of speed and collision, Shinji and Meiko found themselves locked in a stare. He knew they broke the rules, that punishment was due, and she knew he was accepting it. Shinji gave a quick, timid glance at Kirika (whom was still basking in her fandom), and back to Meiko and a confused blush rose up neck and to his cheeks.
The plan was working, he was getting attached to Meiko and it was causing confusion in his emotions and wants. All according to plan, to get the lad to doubt his relationship wit chaos and come back to order. Asuka claimed Shinji would cling to anybody that gave him attention, the info from Nerv hinted at the same. Show him affection, show him some skin, have a bit of contact, and let him think (know) he has an option that isn't random incarnate!
"Hey, looks like it's working. Just let him down gently when you tell him the truth after the amazon is gone. Can't have him being a total worthless mass after you drop him," Asuka whispered hotly in Meiko's ear.
Drop him? Once she had him wrapped around her finger, following her every order or get her lash of love, why would she…
But that was the plan right? It was all a lie to get him to break things off. But if…WHEN she got him, did she HAVE to let go of him? Was their any reason not to just keep him? She…liked him. She liked him. She LIKED him! The revelation hit her so hard her head snapped back from it. Meiko earnestly liked Shinji. Now however…what did she do with that knowledge? Did that change how she interacted with him? And what would she do about Kirika…a tingle worked its way up her spine…new forms of punishment came to her mind and as those came the amount of clothing dwindled with each new thought. She WAS a teenager after all, and that just happened on occasion.
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Bagging up her few belongings, Asuka felt sluggish and off. That stupid room was playing again in her mind, Kirika bent forward and tiny timid Shinji lining up for what she never learned. Really hoping Meiko's plan worked and Kirika left, Asuka noticed that the three in question were already gone. Kirika was no doubt off with her stupid club of floozies and airheads, Shinji and Meiko however were off for the tardiness punishment! Why couldn't Kirika have stayed the meek and polite girl of yesterday? Well if that happened she'd not leave, stupid reality not having a silver bullet!
"Yeah, talk to you later. Text me the name of that show when you learn it!" Asuka tried to sound chipper. Just waving off another of her little fandom group that wanted her to watch some show. Girl gets summoned into a book she read and had some harem of pretty boys to help her summon a bird or something. Asuka just wanted to go home and relax. Before long Shinji would be back, hopefully alone, and she'd have to deal with the uncertainty again. Teasing him and telling her friends he was a pervert was one thing, what that room presented though…was he? This morning he pushed Kirika off, but eventually he wouldn't.
Giving the girls some time to leave, she wasn't wanting to walk with them so lied and said she had something else to do. Now that the classroom was in full cleaning mode, Asuka left the working class to their fate. Draping her arm back letting the satchel hang over her shoulder, she put on her beauty pageant walk. Have to style in front of the other girls, put them in their places.
"Hey Red, you know anything about that?" an annoying voice broke Asuka out of her stride. Touji, the lead idiot, was pointing his dirty little finger out a window towards the track field.
Annoyed but looking regardless, Asuka saw Shinji and Meiko running side by side. The gods must have cursed Meiko with that chest as Asuka could see them gyrating from here, nearly popping out of shirt she wore. Slipping her satchel to her side, she put her hands on her hips, "What? You saw the show this morning. They were late, both of them should be running. Not my fault that amazon skirts it and that Idiot has to pay the bill for both of them." Where was the camera geek? Ah there he was, hiding in the bushes recording Meiko and Shinji's run.
Gripping the window frame, Touji leaned back and forth in a small cycle, the window straining with each small tug. Kicking his foot down, "More than that. She's different than before. Why is she running WITH him? When this started she'd just order him about, use that prop of hers if he slacked. Now she's on his side, swatting him almost playfully. You know if she's sweet on him or something?" He gave Asuka a side eye that lingered just a smidge longer than it needed.
"I think she is, a little at least," Asuka fed the lie to keep the plan moving. Touji would tell Shinji about it, Shinji would believe it, and then poor miss choco-banana would be out on her fat ass. Spinning around, her skirt flared outward, and she leaned against the window. Going for the best confused voice, "Don't know why, but she sees something in him. A problem if she does?" Asuka honestly didn't expect Touji to even notice anything that wasn't on a computer monitor or television screen.
Following the pair about the track, Asuka was positive she saw his eyes bouncing, Touji's jaw was firm as his face tightened. Grumbling, "Not sure how he gets so much attention, but that's fine. Just worried. Shin-man really likes Misono. He won't cheat so that chick out there will get angry. She gets angry, she'll take it out on him with this punishment bull! You're Shiraki-san's friend right? Maybe tell her to back off a little? I heard she was all over him in the gym. Shin-man is dense to ladies, wouldn't know if somebody was flirting if she took her top off and smothered him."
"You got that right about him being dense. But I won't stop Meiko. I think she's better for him than little miss floozy. Something happens between them, all the better," Asuka pushed herself from the wall. Leaving Touji behind, she didn't want to hear any rebuttal. Guy wanted Shinji with Kirika so he could have access to that stupid club and its parties. That comment about Meiko getting angry, just bull and an excuse.
Doing her best to have her runway stride, Asuka pretended not to notice the stares she got. Sadly the number wasn't at a high point thanks to Kirika's little friends parading around without any sense of self respect. A hotter day, the humidity made her hair hang limply the moment she hit the outside air. No matter, she had the impact she wanted. Stopping at the shop on the way to the apartment, getting some ice cream and a soda, Asuka tried to busy herself. She did NOT like thinking of Shinji in a sexual light, but that image haunted her. To think the first real view of a man would be idiot Shinji. Man, just thinking of that stupid thing…Shinji had to be small right? Everything about him was small, so that meant THAT was small to right? Meaning an actual man would be…
"I'm home, anybody here?" Asuka called out as she entered her temporary dwelling. Pen-Pen was there, he warked at her, and then went back to the couch. Putting away her small purchase, Asuka shoved Pen-Pen off the couch and put her feet up on it and changed the channel. Laying on the lumpy pillow, her mind soon wandered as fatigue peeked in and her eyes got hazy. Random thoughts to fuddled and blurry. Kirika's swelling chest as she lay on her back, Shinji between those powerful thighs. Shinji pushing her away from his crotch this morning…would he push HER away if SHE tried.
"I DID NOT THINK THAT!" Asuka jerked up with a shrill yell. But the image was burned into her mind, of herself dutifully between Shinji's legs, breathing in the stink, pulling down the zipper and that monster smacking her in the face. Jerking about, the light in the apartment had shifted meaning she'd dozed off.
The sound of rollers squeaking got her attention and Asuka looked at Misato's door. It was opening and the queen beast shambled out, "Oh gods its this late already? And what didn't you think? Where is Shinji, food ready?" Misato scratched her stomach, causing her 'so thin you can see through it' tank-top to hitch up. Woman was far to open around the apartment where a male lived. Wait…maybe Shinji and Misato had something going on? With how blatant she was about the place, idiot couldn't push off a drunken Misato!
"I'm in the kitchen, Misato-san. Food will be ready in about a half hour," Shinji called from out of sight. When he got home, what he did when he got there, Asuka had been napping! Maybe he was hovering over her face, that hunk of meat in his hand and going to town!
Even though there was a chair open, Misato swatted Asuka's feet off it and plopped down in a zombie like state. "I don't deserve that kid, you don't either. The things he does for me," Misato muttered. Leaning back into the couch, her neck bent resting her head on the thin cushion, she blinked lazily. Nearly unintelligible, "When you two get here? Might have a mission soon."
"What does he do for you? He's just a housebroken male is all," Asuka drew her legs up to her chest. Misato and Shinji DID seem awfully chummy lately. Did Kirika awaken some deviant mindset in the closet pervert and he pounced Misato in a state of blind lustfilled frenzy!? Why did that get her heart beating faster?
Flopping her head to the side, a drowsy Misato opened her eye just a slit. "Oh the things he does for me. Little girl like you wouldn't be able to appreciate it. Maybe someday you'll realize it. If not…your loss," and like that Misato was snoring softly.
"W-what does he do?" Asuka whimpered but didn't expect anything. Had she been so blind to the world around her? The simping male was actually a cunning manipulator of women? He had his way with Kirika, Meiko was pretending for now, Ayanami showed changes in her mentality towards him, and Asuka saw how the Eiken-club idiots flirted! It was all a con, he was getting women by acting so reserved!
Entering the room, the conman had a Yebisu and a soda, "Food will be ready soon. Misato-san don't sleep like that!" Shinji nudged Misato's head gently with his elbow until she sat up and took her offered can. Extending his hand with the soda to Asuka as he sat down, "You want a drink now? And Misato-san, didn't I tell you to throw that shirt away, its…thin." Avoiding the woman as she sat up and wiggled in her seat.
Cracking her can open, Misato drank most of it in one go and let out a cheer, "But it's one of my favorites! Would have been destroyed if you didn't take such care of it. Betting you love it to. I swear I live with a beast." Misato went so far as to wiggle in his direction, but the timid lad who quickly got up and fled the room. Finishing the rest of her can, then grabbing the soda Shinji left behind, "He's so shy it's impossible not to tease him. With those rumors about him and Kirika at Nerv, he's seen more than just this." Misato grabbed the straps of her top and gave it a tug.
"What rumors about them on base? I haven't heard any rumors," Asuka swiped the can back. Drinking from it before Misato contaminated it, Asuka was puzzled at more things going on around her that she just didn't know of. Feeling small, and oddly cold, Asuka sipped a bit more, "All I know is she was over this morning and that Idiot had to…" The small field mouse felt the immense pressure of the barn cat looming over it.
Towering over Asuka, the just a moment ago tired woman was wide eyed and intimidating. Arms crossed under those sagging sacks of old that Asuka wasn't jealous of and having a hard time keeping her eyes off of, Misato leaned close to Asuka. In conspiratorial tones, "She was over this morning? I get informed when you miss school or are late. Got one this morning for those two. What happened? What did you see?" There was no joy in those questions, no twinkle in her eyes as when she teased Shinji, and it was frightening.
At times Asuka forgot Misato was a captain at Nerv, given the memories of her black out drunk on the couch. Not wanting to feel intimidated, Asuka tried to push Misato back a little but found the woman was an unyielding mountain. To lie about it or to tell the truth? If she lied and it was found out, well Misato could just smother her in her sleep! So it was truth time, "She tried doing stuff on him. She was between his legs, tried to…you know…but he didn't go along with it. Now you tell me about those rumors." Her demand did not hold the weight she intended.
"She damn better! My boy isn't going to have some shrew that takes but doesn't give back," Misato laughed and the terror inducing posture was pulled back. Taking the can from Asuka before it fell from the soft hold. Winking at Asuka, Misato shared an indirect kiss, "As for what those rumors are. Just people are saying they're extra flirty, that she's been flashing herself at him. And that possibly a little hanky panky with Shinji doing a little tongue lashing. He goes down, she better do the same. With what she does with those snacks of hers, expecting she's a pro."
Freeing herself from the couch, Asuka needed a tactical withdrawal. The heat in her belly was back as memories flooded her, "That is sick. Those two better not d-do anything here if they know what is good for them!" But the look on Misato's face, she heard that pause, and the stupid woman was extra quick on the upkeep! Fleeing the room before Misato had the chance to pounce on the mistake, Asuka found herself in the kitchen as Shinji was plating food. "H-hey, need help?" Asuka should have picked a better escape route. She couldn't make eye contact with him!
"Oh if you want, just give me a moment to finish putting food on the plates, you can take one or two," Shinji offered with a small grin. Finishing his work, he swayed a bit to some on heard music, obviously in a better mood.
Peaking back at the door, making sure Misato didn't follow. When the towering woman wasn't found, Asuka had to recoup some of her losses. "So you seem to be in a good mood. Your punishment really that anymore? Your jock friend even thinks you're sweet on her," Asuka used Touji's term to hopefully play into the jock's concerns.
Spilling a little of the food, Shinji paused and turned to Asuka wide eyed and a little pale. "Uh, n-no, just in a good mood. Kirika-chan is coming over for supper. If you want to take Meiko-san hers that would be nice. Since you don't get along with her…" Shinji's stammering was telling enough. Something DID happen during today's little punishment session. To what degree, Asuka didn't know, but it wasn't just a simple pushup session.
Snatching two plates, Asuka paused when she saw it was one of her favorites but it was sausage. Misato's stupid talk, this morning, and her imagination went wild. "I'll take these over now. You play nice with your little Amazons. Just don't make a mess alright, I like keeping that couch clean," Asuka scampered out of the room. Two losses of control in less than one hour, not her day. "Can somebody come open the door for…" Asuka jerked when the door opened from the outside and Kirika strode in.
"Hey Red, how you doing? Oh sausage? He is tempting me isn't he, or is it teasing? Never can tell with him. Or was it you that asked for this?" Kirika's smile was brimming with joy. Bouncing as she breezed past Asuka, Kirika waved at the living room, "Misa-chan 'ello! You don't mind me eating over today do ya?" Misato's voice was muted and Asuka couldn't hear it, but the grin Kirika had went wider, "Oh double teasing today then!"
Whelp, time to hit the old dusty trail, and flee the scene! Asuka rushed over to Meiko's open door. Inside a very spacy Meiko was sitting at the table, a bottle of root beer resting unopened in her hands. Just what the hell happened while those two were doing their little punishment game? Asuka didn't bring it up, and just enjoyed her meal after a few minutes of hesitation. The corruption was all around her and was working its way into her mind. This shit needed to end.
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Another day of school ending, and thankfully Kirika hadn't done anything strange today so no punishment! Shinji packed his things up, watching his fellow students doing the same and leaving the room. Asuka and Hikari were already gone, Touji had track, Kensuke was off to record something Galko-san was doing, and Meiko had wandered off. Kirika had told him to wait, said she had to tell the club a few things and would come collect him, so he meandered about slowly. Some of his classmates noticed him, talked behind cupped hands, laughed, and went about their business.
Oh Shinji knew what they were gossiping about, hard not to deny it anymore. Meiko's little punishments were openly becoming more flirtatious even in public. Yesterday's tardiness punishment had pushed the envelope to the point even Shinji was unsure how to handle. That crop touched in places and in ways that weren't for pain, and when her sweaty shirt flew open she didn't correct it. But beyond the sensual, there was the emotional talking. They talked, much like Kirika and he talked, about themselves, their friends, what they were missing being in Tokyo-3.
As they spoke of their pasts, Kirika and the Eiken club and Meiko the Underground Student Council, Shinji did the same. Somebody that listened to him, seemed to genuinely care, well that was something he cherished. Sure Kirika did insane things from time to time, making him dress like a girl, or Meiko's need to inflict a little pain with her discipline, but that was part of their charms. And there in lied the problem, Shinji didn't feel good. Was he leading Meiko on? Was he emotionally cheating on Kirika? Ever since that party with the original Eiken club and their first, and so far only, taste of real sex Kirika had been a little off.
"You did stay, was worried the warden had grabbed you and I'd have to hunt you both down," Kirika boldly declared as she opened the door. Standing tall and proud over the other students, a popsicle in her mouth doing things to boys minds that would get an R rating, Kirika had mischief in her eyes. Waving him over, her arm draped over his shoulder the moment he got close, and she smushed his face against her generous cushions. Winking at the boys gawking at them, "Sorry fellas, we got a date in the music room. Girls, Eiken is looking for girls with special talents so feel free to apply."
After the brief hug, Kirika spun him around and kept him close as they walked. "Things go well for the club? Galko-san's got the paperwork ready in case M-Shiraki-san comes sniffing about?" Shinji nearly said her first name, and that spike of guilt hit harder. The hand not holding her bag and post school treat clutched Shinji's shirt tighter and he felt her nails for a moment. He tried to look up at her, but that bust prevent line of sight, "Everything alright? The music room?"
She nodded, Shinji thought, and her bust plopped on his head a bit harder. Making sloppy sounds with her treat, "Aida is even recording all of it to use as evidence if things come back to me…and then you. And yeah, Music room, I told Chizuru to go to her guy's place today to leave it open for us. We have to talk, and I want to have a nice quiet place to do it in. She said that room is sound proofed." Kirika wiggled just a bit as they passed another set of students and they pointed and gossiped.
"You are right, we do have to talk, things have been different since…" Shinji whimpered just a little. It had been a lovely event, even if it was messy, smelled odd, embarrassing, and he felt he failed her in the end. The odd thought that people would feel different after they had relations once, Shinji didn't. He still loved Kirika more for her personality and positivity than her very alluring body. But after that day, she was sick, and then she'd been trying to do a few touchy things, but he was to embarrassed to. Now with the whole Meiko thing, he felt it was wrong to unless he confessed.
They made the rest of the walk to the rarely used music room silently, each wondering what the other meant by talk. Locking the door behind her, Kirika was bathed in the soft light of the sun streaming through the half veiled windows. The colors were soft red, the room smelled of sawdust and paper, and their footfalls echoed as they walked about it. "Shin-chan, come stand over here…so we can look eye to eye," Kirika pointed at one of the props used for chorus. For a moment she didn't have that energy she oft did, it was fragile and soft.
Stepping up on the platform, Shinji's heart was already beating fast, but gazing into those eyes he felt that spike of affection go higher. "Did you want to start or did you want me to? Last few days have been strange for more than one reason," Shinji took a chance and took hold of her hand. Girl did not fight it off, gave him a solid squeeze, and held on. At least that was good.
"You can go first, mine might take a bit," Kirika dropped her bag. Using her free hand to go to town on that popsicle, the treat didn't last long in this world as the owner tried to entice the man before her.
Closing his eyes, Shinji was hoping for the opposite and he could go last. If she took offence and this was their last official meeting as a couple, Shinji wanted one final embrace. So he leaned in and sampled the cherry flavored popsicle himself, their tongues had gotten quite skilled at this point. After the moment passed, "I want to confess…I am somewhat attracted to Meiko-san. During her punishment sessions, she f-flashes me…not always accidentally. You have to have heard the rumors. And I wanted you to know this."
Blinking a few times, an oddly cocky expression came to Kirika, "I'm attracted to her as well. She's very attractive. But are you wanting to be with her instead of me?" Leaning in subtly, that yellow sweater casually brushing up against him, Kirika was not playing fair.
Leaning back to not strike her with his hands, Shinji waved them frantically to ward off the insinuation. Blabbering just a little, "Not at all, I care about you a lot! But I felt it was wrong of me to…to do what I've been doing with Meiko-san without telling you. We-we talk, I make her food…well make YOU food and let her have some, but just…felt I might be doing something wrong. She's lonely, she's here doing here work to find where a friend of hers is. And…if those rumors are true…she MIGHT like me. Which means if I play along with that…"
Kirika shut Shinji up by replicating his initial point of contact, just she playfully used her knee to nudge the poor lad in a private place. After she separated, keeping her forehead to his, "You worry WAY too much, but that is part of why I love you. My counterpoint. As long as you stick with me, I don't mind a little dalliance…well with her. I like her too, she's a fun foil. The stick up her ass has a stick up its ass. I want to pull it out, and see what she's like when she tries to have fun. Now you ready to hear what I have to say?" Her breath was sweat and a little cold thanks to the lingering effects of that treat for those watching and her eating it.
That didn't make a lot of sense to Shinji, but if she wasn't upset with his exchanges with Meiko he wasn't going to look a gift Amazon in the mouth…might kiss it. Closing his eyes, Shinji felt the weight on his chest vanish a bit. She wasn't going to say something horrible, wasn't going to break things off, as she'd not forgive him for his believed transgression. "Nothing you say can make me care any less about you, even if I'm not living up to your expectations, I'll try," Shinji prepared himself. Was he failing her as a boyfriend, did he need to learn a few new things, was he not meeting her needs?
"I lied about being the primary candidate from my school. I had Kyoko fabricate my scores so Densuke and Chiharu would be spared. Somebody at Nerv found out and now Meiko is hinting that they might make a move. Why they haven't yet, don't know, don't care. If they do, will you stick with me? We won't go to the same school, would need you to take over as president of the club here. But…I lied. I'm not the stellar pilot they thought. And now that its coming out…things might change," Kirika turned away from the lad, fear ebbing into her posture, oddly enough her hair curled around Shinji's leg.
She wasn't going to be a pilot anymore potentially? "Thank the gods…I don't want anybody in an Eva. I don't want you to know the pain that being in that could bring. You lied because you cared about your friends…I can understand that. Why I keep piloting. And I'll travel as much as Misato-san allows, and you are always welcome here," Shinji gently pushed her chin to face him. It was so beautiful, the unshed tear, the moment of vulnerability, and the courage she had to do what she did.
"But now I want to pilot, I want to go out there with Rei and you. Can't leave my club members to fend for themselves when I can help. I'm just…not…good at it," Kirika started out bombastic but trailed off when finally coming to something she didn't excel at. For a person that everything came naturally to, effortlessly excelling at anything they tried, to finally hit a wall of inability when it mattered must have been a revelation.
Of course she wanted to pilot, mama Kirika was here because she wanted to protect her members, and now she had new members she wanted to protect. Taking the initiative, something he was very rare to do, Shinji had to stretch to get his fingers to touch behind her back, she offered a lot of resistance in the form of a very buxum body. Being on his little step allowed him to put chin to her neck. Her body went ridged, "If you stay, you'll get better. You're not somebody that fails at things."
With the emotions riding high, well Kirika was a bit of a physical person and was fixing to make Shinji the same it seemed. Hand deftly working to free the beast, her other hand pulling Shinji closer to her, "I failed the other day, did the math wrong. Some things take practice to get good at…want to test those rumors of this being a quiet room?" She had whispered hot and wet into his ears, triggering a very new sensation in the lad and he rose to meet the sil…no cotton today confines and felt her thighs encase him.
Knowing her strength, that if she so deemed it she could crush his little problem into a fine paste, Shinji just shuddered as a ripple of joy worked from head to head. "This…is dangerous place…to do this," he whimpered but enjoyed regardless. A real dangerous thing to do in school, but even he was feeling a bit of an emotional high after the talk. Slowly grinding back and forth, getting to know the make and knitting structure of that bit of cloth.
"Locked the door for a reason," Kirika winked. Putting her hand behind Shinji's heck, she leaned back a little, breaking the hug he had but guiding one hand to something that just so happened to perk up. Joining the lad in a small bout of bouncing chests, "A lot of practice is needed. Never expected you'd be so…" Shinji swallowed hard waiting for the hammer to fall on his self-esteem, "perfectly sized."
A slam on the door, followed by another, and Shinji froze mid stride, Kirika however was not having it, "Go away we booked this room!" A lie, nobody could book the music room for this type of activity. A frantic zeal crossed her face as she increased her pace, and a slick feeling was felt through the moderately priced article of clothing. Reassuring Shinji however, "Door is locked they can't get in unless they break it or have the key…and Chizuru stole the key."
That was when the snap was heard, and pieces of metal and wood bounced off of the ruptured doorframe. Thankfully facing away from the entrance, Shinji had time to correct his wardrobe malfunction before their guest could see him. "Inappropriate use of the music room is a very punishable offence," a very drab and serious voice they both knew called out from the rubble.
"Of all people…why her, why now, why today? I told you I like her, but right now I kinda want to take her head off," Kirika fixed herself as best she could. Giving Shinji's cheek a light tap, the wanting bear stalked off towards her rival. Cracking her knuckles, "No rules say students can't use a room not currently being occupied. Just wanted some privacy to talk, and you just HAD to interrupt when it was starting to get to the dessert. You do know breaking school property is against the rules right?"
Effortlessly kicking the debris out of her way, Meiko closed her eyes and sniffed the room while she swatted her crop against her gloved hand. Eying Shinji, Meiko fixed her glasses, "I can smell what is happening here. School rules don't allow for THAT in here. Now will both of you submit or will I be taking Ikari-kun with me?" The taught smack of rod on hand filled the room.
"Shiraki-san, we'll leave now and I'll help fix the door tomorrow. And I'll submit to any punishment we need for it," Shinji put his hands up and tentatively approached the two. A fight was not what he wanted. He wasn't stupid and thought they could get along, Kirika and Meiko were oil and water, but not antagonistic was the hope.
Well the two top-heavy women were not in the mood for chatting. Standing bust to bust, the two were polar opposites, Kirika was dancing with energy and Meiko was stoic. "That is not going to happen today, Ikari-kun. One of you is coming with me now, and since she has avoided me all this time I can only make the assumption it will be you," Meiko did not take her eyes off Kirika.
"Nope, not today. If you want to flash somebody, sit on them and get a thrill, and flirt it will be with me. And I am in a very flirty mood. You interrupted something that you want, I can smell it on you. You see what is mine, you want it, you CRAVE it, and you'll go to any means to take it. A dirty little thief," Kirika goaded vehemently.
When Meiko's foot lashed out, all three of them looked on in stunned shock, a reactive action to Kirika's mental barbs. Kirika countered with a block with her own foot. Legs high in the air, Shinji able to see what his actions did to his girlfriend and rather silky option Meiko wore. "Both of you need to calm down…we can talk about this calmly and…" Shinji was not expecting both to turn towards him. The force of both of them twisting and smashing their assets against him sent the lad spinning away from them, but unlike the other times the back of his head hit a chair. Reaching the back of his head, it felt wet, his vision swam, and then darkness.
X-X
Looking at the two in question, Misato was trying her best to not just scream at them. In a secluded breakroom at Nerv a ways down where Shinji was being examined, the trio sat at a cramped table. Misato had her arms crossed, and was tapping her leg as her mind processed what exactly to say to the failed Fourth Child and the pointless disciplinarian! A pattern blue was found in orbit, she was calculating what to do next, and then she gets a call that Shinji was knocked unconscious due to a head injury? What if he didn't wake up? What if he was actually really hurt? And who was responsible for it so she could tear off parts of them if things were bad?
"So, which one of you wants to go first and tell me why the Third Child is laying in that bed?" Misato opted to give them a chance. If it was something stupid, well both of these girls could be vanished. A collection of drinks were on the table, Misato was a nervous eater/drinker so she provided for the table. Grabbing a can of tea, she cracked it open and saw Kirika flinch at the sound. Both girls did seem quite taken aback by the current events.
Taking one of the root beer cans, Meiko opened it and drained most of it in one go, "I found both Ikari and Misono indulging in a sexual encounter in the school music room. I confronted them, was going to provide a suitable punishment, but Misono resisted. Ikari attempted to intervene, we were agitated and accidentally hit him instead sending him into a chair." The amount of perspiration dripping off Meiko was disturbing, it puddled underneath her and made her shirt nearly translucent. Thankfully despite the amount of wetness, there wasn't a nasty smell.
"You broke through a locked door and interrupted a tender moment! You have NO evidence we were doing anything wrong. Nobody was using the room. But you broke in, basically demanded I had Shinji to you, and when I called you out on WHY you wanted to, you kicked at me," Kirika hotly contested the cool delivery of Meiko. Giggling around as she talked, Kirika didn't sit still like Meiko did, she moved, weaved, and bounced so much her tracks of land were hypnotizing to Misato.
Waiting for Kirika to finalize her story, Misato prompted when the woman petered out, "And how did he end up as he is now? And are you going to tell me that you REALLY weren't doing anything in a locked room?" Misato leaned in and carefully examined Kirika's features. Girl was stupid attractive yes, but fine features allowed for easier examination, gave somebody more tells. And with how expressive Kirika was, girl wasn't ready for somebody of Misato's ire to examine her for lies.
Scratching at her cheek and looking at everything BUT Misato, Kirika chirped loudly, "Well she was r-right about that. I was wanting some action, any action, and thought little miss crop needed to learn its ok to share toys but wrong to steal them. Shin-chan tried talking us down, we turned to talk and…well we hit him a bit harder than expected. B-bad angle is all." Blindly grabbing a can off the table, Kirika fumbled the open so just tore into it instead, girl had strength for days, and just played with the can spilling its contents on the ground.
"And you weren't going to play a little slap and tickle in that room when Shiraki-kun broke in? Public fornication is something Nerv would LOVE to have get spoken about," Misato continued to glare at Kirika. This was a problem, Misato liked Kirika but this was not something she could just overlook. A stupid love triangle just landed one of the three viable pilots into a hospital bed on the verge of a mission! If the doctor didn't give Shinji a clean bill of health to pilot, what would they do? Well obviously if he COULD pilot Misato would ask, they made Ayanami pilot with grievous injuries, but if he couldn't what then?
Still gushing sweat, Meiko saw an avenue to defend herself so opted to, "During our altercation I saw clear signs of arousual when she blocked my kick. Her panty's were stained and the back of her skirt had a smear. In addition the smell was telling enough. Had I not intervened the odds of them being found mid-coitus would have been greatly increased. My actions after intervening however were marred by misjudgment. I allowed her words to anger me." The soft plink of fluids hitting the ground punctuated her statements. Not denying she did wrong, an interesting tactic.
"It got emotional for us, I got a bit stupid. You know how it is," Kirika tried the friend-card with Misato. Having been over the apartment a lot since they started dating, Kirika and Misato did learn a lot of each other. They both teased Shinji, they joked about, and stories were shared. Taking a chance, Kirika snuck a peek at Misato and saw that the attempt at comradery failed. Leaning forward, her assets resting on the table, "I took it to far. We confessed a few things. He said he was attracted to her, but was worried he was in the wrong for feeling that way, I confessed the whole…test thing."
Shinji would be worried just being attracted to a girl would constitute cheating wouldn't he? Misato was going to have to talk to that boy that having wants is fine, its acting on them that is wrong. But the real shocker was Kirika confessing the forged test. Well that confirmed she was a pointless hire, and if she were to 'quit' and leave Nerv would lose no face. Hell Shinji nearly quit months ago. "Alright, it was an accident. I get that. Not going to punish either of you for that," Misato really wanted to through.
Both girls faces reacted to the news in unique ways. Meiko's sweating stopped immediately and a sly grin worked its way onto her face, learning Shinji found her attractive might have helped. Kirika's smile was cocky and full of confidence and relief. When the both turned to the other, and their assets clapped together making an audible smack, Misato blinked in confusion. Shinji got hit by THAT? Give the kid a complex why don't you, either he'd be terrified of tits or get off on being smacked by them!
"But!" Misato had to cut off that party before it started, they weren't out of the woods here. Pointing at Kirika, "You have to go start testing with Unit-01 now, and by now I mean NOW now. If Shinji-kun is unable to pilot for some reason you best be able to throw yourself at mission somehow. And you, we have to have a little more talk. We will keep this whole faked test a secret. But know this, both of you, Nerv wasn't looking for a Fourth Child when Kirika-kun was selected. It was a fluke. So if you want to leave, you can without issue or fear of your friends being taken in your place. Not get going."
Getting up, the table breathing a sigh of relief to not have to support the extra weight, Kirika pensively gazed at the few unopened cans. "A fluke huh? All of this was just a mistake. I don't believe that, I'm here for a reason, so is she. And after this angel, if it is one, going to propose a challenge to you. See how well YOU did the math. Be really funny to see the reactions. Now I'll get going!" Kirika's positivity came back and she bounced off down the halls towards the testing rooms.
After the ruckus Kirika made as she went anywhere quieted down, Misato hucked the empty cans into the trash while Meiko flinched each time the can hit the trash. "So figured I'd let you talk about this without her around. I heard what happened officially, but now I want to hear the truth. Why did you go to that room? I'm sure that music room gets more than its fair share of amorous teens. Why didn't you just block the way and let them have their fun and punish them AFTER. You prevent it," Misato figured she had the answer, but she wanted to hear it. Shinji being attracted to a beautiful woman what disciplined him, well boys had fetishes. But did the girl had feelings like Kirika was intoning?
"I made a mistake in judgment," Meiko opened another can of soda, only she didn't drink it and left it open on the table. Her top was still split open, her bronze skin shimmering with the moisture, and Misato was positive she could smell the girl's pheromones. Fixing her glasses, Meiko took a deep breath before launching into, "Initially my aim was to seduce Ikari-kun away from Misono-kun. Without him and with the knowledge she could leave without her club members taking her place, I expected her to leave and my goal would be achieved.
That was a bit extreme, but what else did Misato expect from a girl with Meiko's history? "How far were you willing to take that little gambit?" Misato suspected she knew the answer, but hearing is more than speculation.
"I am dedicated to my tasks, I would have gone as far as necessary," Meiko's tone did not betray, girl was committed to task. Closing her eyes though, Meiko did start to drink her soda. Setting the empty can down, "But as I spent time with Ikari-kun, I came to appreciate him. He took the punishment for others without hesitation, strove to meet my approval, and his…history with wanting approval is similar to my own. P-plus his willingness to be disciplined in some ways…excites me." Rubbing her arms together under her chest really made the things pop.
Pinching her nose, Misato didn't want to think about this type of thing. Shinji and Kirika were about to boff in the music room when the kinky disciplinarian wanted in on the action broke in, and the two girls got into a tiff over it. Great, humanity might die because two girls couldn't share one boy? Having had Shinji accidentally flash him back when he moved in, Misato did the math…meh kids have room to grow right? "You heard Kirika-kun right? She sounds like she's willing to share. Maybe you can talk to them instead of acting jealous and tit-smacking him into chairs," Misato offered.
"She is bad for him, but if I could temper her…" Meiko muttered to herself considering something.
Getting up from the table, Misato had nothing else really to say right now to the girl, "Assuming we don't all die thanks to this new angel, try to sort this shit out soon? I don't care what you girls do, or who you do, as long as it doesn't negatively impact the viable pilots we have. You were brought in to deal with Kirika, and if she leaves…you are free to leave as well. Or stay, or whatever. But this jealousy and fighting have to stop involving others. For what it is worth though, I think both of you are good for him, just in different ways." Misato patted Meiko's shoulder, instantly getting sloshed, and walked off shaking off the excess water. Kirika could get Shinji to relax and have fun, while Meiko could give Shinji to discipline he needed to focus and improve. Both were good for him…maybe both WERE good? Hot.
But now was the real issue of the day, going to check on the man of the hour. Part of the talk was to waste time while Shinji was evaluated. Stepping into his room, he was sleeping…or in a coma…Misato grabbed the results off the side of his bed. "Kid, you have the strangest problems lately. Here I was worried you'd be afraid of being in a relationship, that whole hedgehog thing Ritsuko talked about. But now you have your choice of two…interesting women," Misato chuckled at the irony. This small smidge of a boy was vital to human survival, a boy thrown away by his father, paid no mind until needed, and now was hidden from the world.
The Pilots deserved better than this, Misato felt disgust worm into her. All of humanity is putting the yolk of survival on three mentally fragile teenagers that got little to no compensation for the pain they suffered. The irony that Shinji got hurt while about to have something GOOD happen to him, well Misato thought maybe the gods liked toying with the lad. Hopefully those two tit-monsters got over their issues and just smothered him a bit, Misato could laugh at that one. Reading through the report, Misato eyed the bandage around his head and rubbed her own head in the same place. "All green, clear for mission deployment. Kid you better stop scaring me with all this stuff," Misato reached out and grabbed Shinji's wrist.
Reacting, Shinji's hand clasped Misato's and his eyes fluttered open and he swatted with his free hand. "What…where am I? Misato-san? How is everything?" Shinji was legitimately concerned regarding his current state. Rubbing at the bandage, Misato had to force him to not accidentally knock it off.
"Good news is you're fine, your two girlfriends are trying to make peace with each other," Misato just had to tease. When he blushed and turned away from her, Misato stifled a giggle. Sadly she couldn't leave things on a happy note, reality was cruel to the pilots. Somberly she did add, "Bad news is we've a pattern blue. Those earthquakes we've been feeling are this thing correcting its aim. In about eight hours it's going to have it locked on and we'll have to intervein. I've a plan, it's a bad one, but the Magi don't have anything else to offer. You take some time to sort yourself out, you've five hours. You'll meet with Asuka and Rei in the loading dock for mission brief then."
Scooting up in the thin bed, drawing his knees up to his chest, Shinji's breathing hitched with anxiety and mounting fear. Nodding though as he accepted things, "Alright. What about Kirika-san and Meiko-san? Are they alright?" He didn't comment on the slight jab of Misato's, his mind already worried about the upcoming mission. Facing mortality at fourteen, not something a child should have to deal with.
"Told you already, they're making peace with each other. Well as good as chaos and order can. You better prepare yourself for that. Kirika-kun should be testing with Unit-01 right now. Just in case you couldn't pilot, I ordered her to go test as a replacement. What her job is. Now question is…" Misato was tempted to prod Shinji to confess to Kirika's lie. But now wasn't the time, don't add extra stress to the kid. "Which of them are you going to pick first for the after party?" she joked instead.
Kid nearly popped with how red he got, he just stammered and Misato couldn't help but laugh. This stupid kid, he really did worm his way into her guarded heart. Talking a little bit more, just to gauge his mental faculties, Misato left him to recoup in peace…and realized that wasn't going to happen when Ayanami walked past her on the way to the test chambers. Huh, maybe it would be an even larger buffet for the kid?
"So how bad is it?" Misato asked when she got to the chamber and saw a little buzz going on.
A very annoyed Ritsuko sighed and tugged at her hair, "She can sync with Unit-01. It's about as good as Shinji was when he first got here. Far below all the current pilots, but good enough for mission viability. Whatever happened, something changed to make Unit-01 like her." Ritsuko should be happy about that, but Misato could tell she wasn't. Why did Ritsuko need Kirika gone so badly as to throw away usable pilots?
X-X
It worked? Running across the city and hoping to catch the stupid Angel had actually worked? Well who the hell needed super computers when blind luck was all that was necessary anymore! Not that Ritsuko was upset that they weren't dead, but couldn't they have had a least a little problem? As it were, Misato was now going to propose ideas before the Magi and the crew would go with her just because she had nice tits. Maybe she should slap some falsies on the Magi with pictures of her mom on each to counter?
Watching the Angel explode with binoculars, Misato was cheering on the trio of pilots. Safe at one of the elevators, she insisted on watching the battle to call out course corrections if needed. Ritsuko suspected she just wanted to watch, and if it failed be in the first wave of dead so she wouldn't have to answer for her stupid plan. "Going to have to take out a loan. Promised them a steak dinner if they pulled this off. Got any cash you can lend me?" Misato's jovial voice did little to help her false promises.
"Maybe don't make promises you can't cover. Or were you really expecting this to fail?" Ritsuko wasn't bitter, just hated trusted blind luck. They had science and computers, and in the end woman's intuition was what saved the say. Maybe she should get crystals and dowsing rods! Taking the scouting tool away from Misato less she burn her eyes out, "Lets get back to the loading bay. Those two are likely beside…Misono-kun is likely beside herself. And those three are going to be back soon for their meal."
Scanning her badge and putting her code into the elevator, Misato's chest was puffed out in pride. Going to be insufferable for a bit now, just great. "I was not expecting this to fail. But I had to give them something to look forward to. Had any one of them misplayed who knows what would have happened. Glad we had Shinji-kun and not Kirika-kun. So how good IS her sync score?" Misato hit the button to close the door. The tin can hummed and smelled of cheap beer and smokes, people were using the elevators for breaks again.
"Remember Ikari-kun's first few sorties? She is about that good. Can move about clumsily, might be able to aim straight, and can run and get stabbed," Ritsuko recounted Shinji's first greatest hits. Thinking back on the first few angels, humanity was glad to be alive! Shinji was not the best pilot, but kid did what he needed to, guess that earned him a little bonus. Leaning against the grimy wall, "So I guess its good we have others to cover for her as she gets better. Going to ride her extra hard now that she can actually DO something."
Giving Ritsuko's shoulder a light punch, Misato winked at her, "Getting soft in your old age? Glad to hear it though. I wasn't keen on learning about the faked tests, but having a backup is actually a good thing. Plus now I don't have to deal with teenage angst, well more of it, from her leaving. Hell staff morale would drop if she left." Misato shook her head in amazement, she wasn't wrong. Stupid perverted staff just loved the buxom teen bouncing about and eating every phallic thing she could.
"Question now is do we keep Shiraki-kun about awhile longer? We can't keep her forever, unless she actually WANTS to stay. Misono-kun has calmed down a bit since her spastic entrance, but you think she'd do well without her leash?" Ritsuko wasn't looking forward to this. She promised information on a high profile person, one she wasn't expecting to have to deliver on. Now that she was looking at the end of Meiko's job and the need to pay up, well maybe it was time she got to work.
Cab stopped its decent and the doors opened, so Misato strode confidently out amid the cheers of the command bridge. Waving them off with that nonchalant attitude that Ritsuko love…hated, she winked again. "I don't think she'll be gone-gone. Think she'll keep living with Kirika-kun. Both of them apparently have a thing for Shinji-kun. Now I would never share a guy with anybody, well aside Kaji that one time, but Kirika seems the type. And Meiko-kun gives off Ayanami vibes so she might be the type to latch onto something and never let go regardless of the situation," Misato slapped hands, fist bumped, and even gave Maya a hip-check. Crowd at it up.
Maybe Ritsuko should talk to Ayanami about this, she was supposed to watch over the situation after all. But both girls falling for that slip of a boy? What were girls this day and age doing? Guys should be like Gendo! Tall, brooding, emotionally distant…abusive…manipulative…ooooooooooh. Yeah maybe girls wouldn't like guys like that, maybe she shouldn't either. Spotting the two girls in question standing on the outskirts of the flock, "Guess you both heard the news?" Ritsuko pointed at the various readouts and video feeds.
Clad in her plugsuit that left very little to the imagination, Kirika bounced enough that Ritsuko wondered if she'd levitate. "Red was a little slow on the delivery there, but I knew Shin-chan would be the one to catch the bugger. He never lets a girl down," Kirika actually gave Meiko a serious look for a moment, Ritusko didn't want to know what it was about.
"Down girl, down. This is a celebration no reason to repeat my talk earlier right?" Misato gave a warning to the two who seemed about to throw down. Grabbing both teens by their shoulders, Misato gave them a push, "We're heading to the loading bay to meet our returning heroes. You two be on your best behavior, or you can stay back here."
As they troupe started to leave the command bridge, Maya reached out to Ritsuko with a pensive expression. Covering the receiver, "Sempai, it's the commander, he's calling to talk to you. Do you want me to pass the line to the loading bay or will you take it here?"
Shit the commander was calling? Her heart all a flutter, Ritsuko's brain went into panic. "Send it to the loading bay. He'll likely want to talk to everybody to congratulate them," and it gave her time to plan! Had to come up with some reason they left the whole plan to Misato and a few 'best options' from the Magi. Rushing back up to Misato, she just had to prep the woman and take a bit of Misato's fun, "The commander has called us. Had it transferred down to loading so he can talk to the pilots as well."
The skip in Misato's step tapered off instantly, "The commander? Well he put me in charge and I dealt with an Angel. Shouldn't be to bad a call. But best to make it quick. Don't want them getting the impression we're having issues with our Fourth Child again." Ritsuko could see the gears churning behind Misato's chocolate orbs, cunning foe since nobody expected her to be as conniving as she was. Most mean thought Misato got her job due to lose methods, those men paid for a lot of drinks and meals and were sent packing.
They made their way down to the loading bay just as the trio of Evas were finalizing their docking. Each pilot got out with the support of a dock worker, to their own unique way. Rei covered her worker with LCL, Asuka shoved the guy off, and Shinji shied away from the brawny man a little. Asuka being the every antagonizer that she was roped her arm around Shinji's shoulder for a moment just to get a rise out of Kirika. Oddly enough Rei pinched Asuka's hand when it brushed against her ending the intended ribbing.
"It was a stupid plan, but we carried it out and saved the day. So you pick the restaurant already? I am starving!" Asuka's feral gaze on Misato was alarming.
"With these two with us, figured we'd go to get some ramen instead. Not good to exclude your friends right?" Misato was just a quick on the upkeep. Leaning forward, she grabbed and wiggled Asuka's nose to calm the girl down.
Always the one to come to Misato's aid, Shinji approached Kirika (and Meiko who was quick to flank him), "That sounds good. Never was big on steak. And Ayanami is a vegetarian so it would be wasted on her." Shinji knew that about Ayanami? Huh, Ritsuko suspected he cast the girl aside like everybody else did. She knew Ayanami was a vegetarian only because she did the girls checkups, not that Rei actually NEEDED to be one.
"You would side with the drunk, I swear you two are always siding together. Better watch out or she'll cuck you I bet," Asuka pouted and stomped about. "So are we doing after we change or what?" Asuka fumed.
Getting the phone line, finding the line flashing, Ritsuko really didn't have an answer for what she did during the last Angel, so she was going to hide as best she could. Watching Shinji and Kirika hold hands, seeing Meiko lingering behind him, and oddly enough Ayanami watching the three of them, Ritsuko felt envious. They cared, they obviously liked the kid, and he doted on them. Did Gendo do that? He brought he coffee ages ago, and now it was just a scheduled meal with possible sex. "Before you get to excited about your ramen, the commander is on the line," Ritsuko could see them all about to bolt.
"Can you hear me?" the crackled voice of the commander was unmistakable. "Mission here was successful. Wanted to congratulate you Katsuragi for your mission plan. And Shinji, good work," the commander offered a heartfelt congratulation to his son…who didn't hear it as Kirika was currently engaging the lad in a heated game of tongue wrestling.
Misato had to stifle her laugh, "We hear you loud and clear commander. I was about to take the pilots out for a meal to celebrate. I'll have a full report ready when you return." Walking over to the amorous pair, Misato biffed Kirika on the back of the head, and pointed at the phone. Both teens did not hear anything the commander said, and Shinji appeared ready to float off into the sky.
"Then I will not keep you. Akagi, I have a few things to talk to you about through," Gendo couldn't just let Ritsuko slink off.
Covering the receiver, "Text me where you go and I'll catch up to you," Ritsuko was beyond hungry. Waving off the pilots and Misato as they went to the locker room to change, Ritsuko really hoped this call was quick and painless. Once they were out of hearing range, "Yes sir, what did you need?"
"We recovered the Lance. We're inbound and should be back tomorrow evening. Have Ayanami ready to receive and perform the operation," Gendo lost any warmth he had. If only Shinji heard the actual message Gendo had for him, kid might have come to care about his father again. Now it was only business, and 'the scenario'.
Writing down the note, her anxiety about what else he might ask her…maybe a dinner date? "Was their anything else sir?" oh she hoped she didn't sound to giddy. He liked her calm and collected outside the bedroom.
"What is the status of removing the anomaly. Last you said you found they fabricated her test. Assuming both outsiders are gone now," Gendo didn't sound so firm however. A little off one might say, did he hear about what his did was doing and now was questioning things? Misato told her that a little lie to Fuyutski about the nature of Shinji and Kirika's relationship was progressing.
Oh, well he WOULD ask that. "Well we found out today that Misono-kun can actually activate Unit-01 at a passible level. With that she'd make a fine Forth Child. Given what we expect to happen," Ritsuko felt a chill. Gendo claimed the scenario needed the Forth just to be sacrificed. The plan was one of Shinji's friends, to draw more out of the boy for the final stages. A girlfriend would be just as good right?
"Get ride of both of the outsiders. Can't have any lose ends. They could talk, talking gets attention, attention means SEELE might acting before we are ready," Gendo was quick and efficient.
Flustered at the sudden change of plans for the two girls, "But sir, if they were to just vanish people would notice. Katsuragi is thinking that since the Forth can sync with Unit-01 she is a viable back-up now. If we just remove both of them, their will be more questions. If we placate both of them, give them something…anything to leave?" Ritsuko couldn't image the nightmare of both girls just up and vanishing, people wouldn't believe it.
"That makes sense. But they both need to be gone, one way or another. You see to it, or I'll have somebody else if you're unable to. I'll see you when I get back," Gendo's line went cold.
Standing in the loading dock, phone in hand, Ritsuko felt smidge of giddiness but mostly she felt chilled. Well how was she going to get not one but two girls to leave now? Well she could keep the original plan, but Meiko likely wouldn't leave now. Fake the info about the one girl Meiko was hunting for? That could work. Hint to Meiko that Mari was in danger, force Meiko to drive Kirika away, then Meiko would take the bate to save the wayward girl and…one mistake and it would all blow up in Ritsuko's face.
"Maybe I just…side with them? I mean he's asking me to get rid of children who have value to use and…you know are living creatures," Ritsuko hung the phone up. Heading to the locker room, maybe she didn't miss them leaving and could join. Would have to tell Ayanami about the next day's secret operation. "Oh you are still here, make a choice in where we're going? I'll help pay," Ritsuko saw Misato and Meiko outside the locker room.
Pacing back and forth, her crop in hand, Meiko just adjusted her glasses, "We would have left if I was allowed to insure they didn't procrastinate. The banter from inside is anything but productive." A slight blush on her face was telling of the type of 'banter' they were hearing.
"Just a bit of victory high is all. Glad you didn't get roped into something and can join us. You can help me play chaperone and keep Shinji-kun from being drug off somewhere," Misato teased Meiko just a bit.
Going out to eat with the pilots was a bid move, Ritsuko later reflected on. Seeing how Meiko and Kirika did in fact have their own unique ways of flirting with Shinji, his bashful way of responding. Hell even Ayanami was interesting to watch. And Gendo was asking her to ruin this? It was fun to watch! Kirika's stupid enthusiasm against Meiko's fastidious holding to order and discipline? Record it and Ritsuko would watch it as a television show! But Gendo wanted both gone, one way or another…or he'd have somebody else do it? So what option did she have? Did she HAVE an option?
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Notes
Thinking two maybe three chapters left. This was meant to be a quick and silly story, and I feel its doing that. Little fast yes, but don't want to belabor the premise. Hope the new year is good for you and stay healthy.
Later
Mercaba