Standard disclaimer

Sorry for the delay last week, but Halloween caught me off guard and I didn’t have time to write. Then I find out I have to go to a baptism the NEXT Sunday so I’m trying the whole ‘write during the week’ thing that I’ve been meaning to do…so this chap might seem a bit off.

X-X

What We Make of It

Chapter 37 – Rising Storm

Or

Who knew cabbits could be stealthy

Slowing her speed to allow the sole occupant of Succcubi-Air license to speak, Morrigan shifted her parcel. “So are you going to tell me why this whole city is one big powder keg of lust? Or is it just run off from that little contest from a few weeks back?” Flapping her head wings, Morrigan hoped to cool her face which for some reason was burning hot. It wasn’t the first time, but it was the most pronounced heat flash she’d felt in a long time. Hild had explained how somehow she was part of Shinji as he was part of her now, due to the sharing of such large levels of blood.

Feeling slightly embarrassed at being carried like an infant in Morrigan’s arms, Shinji did his best to not fidget or blush. “It’s kind of complicated, and no it wasn’t due to the pageant.” Closing his eyes, Shinji clung to Morrigan tighter, not out of fear but out of relief. “And before I get into that, I really want to thank you for saving me back there Morrigan-san.”

“It’s what I’m hear for hun,” Morrigan winked at her captive human. Hild had instructed her clearly that Shinji’s safety was paramount, and she agreed. How she got to him before Hild though was something Morrigan was dreading to know the answer too. Sensing the core of Shinji resonating with her own, Morrigan felt at such peace that a war could have broken out below her and she’s just wave at it and smile. “So, what has the most eligible bachelor of Toyko-3 chained to a bed with women fighting over him?” she asked as she banked hard right to avoid a skyscraper.

Popping up over Shinji’s right shoulder, Washu’s halo-emitter gave the image of one exstatic Goddess of Technology. “About time you showed up Bathead,” the now child Washu chimed in evilly. “As for the city, it’s another of my pupil’s mistakes gone horribly wrong,” she confessed. Ritsuko was going to have to turn in her scientist card and replace it with ‘mad scientist’ if she kept causing near world-ending calamities.

The following twenty seconds seared both Shinji and Morrigan’s minds with near life ending panic. In shock over the sudden appearance of a very happy floating head, Morrigan spilled her rider. Plummeting to his demise, Shinji simply looked up at the emerald tresses and pink leggings of his ride flying down at him as he reached up for her. Foregoing the hand, Morrigan wrapped an arm around Shinji’s chest and pulled and held his back to her chest.

“Oops, sorry about that,” Washu apologized after the abstract terror left Shinji’s face and Morrigan’s downgraded from murderous to just enraged. Catching an eyeful of Morrigan squeezing Shinji like a human sized teddy bear, the genius put that tidbit of info away for future study. “As I was saying before you nearly killed my soon-to-be in-law, a virus has gotten let lose in the city’s water supply,” she cleared her throat as Shinji’s face became emblazoned. Guess he’s finally feeling what those two airbags are. Washu hoped that Shinji’s savior didn’t turn teams.

Rubbing the water from his eyes as the wind brought him to tears, Shinji did his best to ignore the sensation of oneness that he felt. Something about being close to Morrigan made him feel more than complete, it was a zen like state of being how he should be. “Like Washu said, whatever got into the water has made the women…wanting so to speak.” It was to hard for the timid yet heroic boy to say ‘sex crazed maniacs.’

Turning to the floating face, “Sorry hun, but can you explain what he just said in more upfront terms?” Morrigan pleaded. All she knew was all the men were gone, the women were forming into warring factions, and she caught the tasty crumpet Attim flogging a woman that tried having sex with Shinji who very much looked ready to swallow his own tongue.

Washu, not having Shinji’s problems said, “They want to find a man and ride him like a dime-store pony.” Seriously, Washu thought, once Shinji finally did get some action or realized how many women actually cared about him, he’d likely never wear pants again. “What you have in your hands is the only hope for those women getting their minds back,” Washu could see the reasonable face of disbelief screaming from Morrigan.

Rocking Shinji back and forth, making his feat dangle behind them, Morrigan was glad she got a giggle from him. “So you’re telling me that roaming the city below me is a horde of women that want to find a man, any man, and literally screw them to death. And Shin-baby here is the only person capable of turning them back into there prude selves?” Kissing Shinji’s cheek playfully, “You really are one in a million hun.”

His palm felt at the warm and wet impression Morrigan’s lips left, “What do you mean, I’m just doing what anybody else in my position would.” Clearly no man would let women just have him over and over again, in any way/time/place he or they wanted…that was sheer lunacy…right? Nodding to his own internal logic, Shinji caught Morrigan and Washu giving him a queer eye, “What?”

Eyes closed, Washu just nodded, “You are right, he is more likely one in infinity. Anyway we have to keep him out of those women’s hands until late tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. Deep in the bowls of Nerv a vaccine is being created that only Shinji has the know how to operate. Well I do too, but I can’t leave my post here to do it.” It was a real bitch, but if Washu let even one person out or into the city the virus would become exposed and women everywhere would be at risk.

“So where do I come in?” Morrigan asked as she glided on her luxurious jet black wings. She didn’t like the sound of anything Washu or Shinji had been saying, but it certainly did make sense given all she’d seen. While she did love Shinji, it was due to his awakening her soul to more than just pain and lust. So a fighter like the eye-patch honey wouldn’t likely go for him, but that wasn’t the scene she interrupted. “Want me to kill a few dozen of those people so Shin-baby can get to whatever he needs?”

“NO!” Shinji expounded at the mere thought of killing unfortunates. “I just have to stay hidden until tomorrow. Then I’ll crawl through an auxiliary power junction into Nerv and take care of things.” What he’d do after the cure was administered and the women came to there senses wasn’t part of the plan, but he could hope to lock a few doors. “Oh and Washu-chan said something about Mama-Hild being around or something,” Shinji’s heart warmed at the idea of having an actual parent, even if it was a demonic beast of almost limitless power.

Circling around Shinji’s head, Washu scratched at her cheek, “Yeah about Hild…You see according to her, after she bound Asuka with some sort of spell her daughter played a trick on her. Hild’s been infected,” noticing Shinji and Morrigan turning a shade of white that would have made Ayanami jealous, she waved her arms frantically. “No worries, she got to me in time to be put in stasis. You won’t have to worry about the CEO of hell trying to give you an Oedipus complex. You’ll just not have her help.”

“Well at least she got that step-daughter of hers out of the way, all I’ll have to worry about is that freak with the blue hair that nearly killed me before,” Morrigan had yet to have an encounter with Kos-Mos that didn’t end in pain. “I didn’t know her royal pain-in-the-ass had such a loyal and powerful servant.”

Laughing nervously Shinji shifted uncomfortably against Morrigan…which caused the succubus to feel rather good. “Actually, Kos-Mos is technically my servant. She fell on me when I first came to town and…well I kissed her and she woke up calling me Master,” Shinji hated how much like slavery that sounded but it was the truth. Sensing Morrigan’s grip on him becoming lax he yelped, “M-Morrigan-san I’m slipping!”

“Wow…I’m lucky to be alive!” Morrigan gasped as she reaffirmed her grasp. “When I did what I did to you, anything with the Master/Slave program should have continued to attack until I was dead!” The warmth in her chest increased in pitch, and Morrigan knew why she was alive. The mortal, so weak and fragile, had spared her life even then. “Anyway, while you’re as light as a baby hun, I think we should find a place to hole up rather than being a flashing neon sign to everybody on the street.”

Typing a few commands into her console, Washu grinned a fiendishly, “Go three blocks north and one south. You’ll find an old clinic that should treat you fine…assuming you don’t accidentally drink the water on purpose,” Washu glared at Morrigan. The great will of the cosmos allowed Morrigan to realize Washu could tell her inner feelings, even if she didn’t act on them and was giving the succubus a warning. Morrigan headed the threat of anything that could take Hild on without losing body parts.

X- Surely nothing bad will happen to them right…right? –X

“If all goes as expected Sasami should be convincing Washu in roughly…”Misato stopped mid sentence as the door to her office burst open. “Oh, this is unexpected,” the leader of the Red’s announced as she got out of her chair and headed towards her door with her inner council in tow. “Attim, you should be leading the tactical forces behind the Green lines right now, why are you here?”

Hiding her mouth behind her hand, Ritsuko’s smile went unseen, “I told you she wasn’t up to the challenge.” The good doctor was desperate to find somebody in a worse standing than her to shift the growing negative karma. Her tracking software only found three men and two of them were so old that they were worthless and one was an infant. Maya was currently looking after the two year old Taro. “But she seems to be brining us a gift,” she almost laughed.

Walking right up to her current leaders feet, Attim dropped her package at Misato’s feet and knelt on one knee. “It turns out the Green that had apprehended the male was none other than our own little spy. I found her with him chained up in an abandoned apartment.” Attim averted her eyes from Misato in shame. She had let her own personal feelings cloud her judgment from seeing the bigger picture. Had she just taken Shinji instead of fighting Shimei, he would be in her clutches already.

Adjusting Shimei’s head as the defeated Green started to rouse from her fist induced nap. “Ah, truly unexpected indeed,” Misato turned to Shion and nodded. “Add her name to the assault squad list. If she refuses to cooperate we’ll simply throw her in the brig.” Standing up and dusting her hands, Misato was seething under the veneer of control. One of her hand picked spies had what she wanted and tried to take it! Hearing of Shinji’s capture made her move several pieces of her plan ahead of schedule, and it was due to her own mole!

Shocked, Attim quickly got to her feet and protested, “You’re just going to switch her detachment? She had the primary target on her bed! She almost claimed him before you could. And who is to say she’d ever actually turn him over!” Attim was high on the pecking order and while she wouldn’t abide by Shimei having a turn, she knew Misato was somebody who cared deeply about him. “Shouldn’t you lock her up and throw the key away?”

“You mistake me, Attim, you’d do best not to question the schedule,” Misato said coolly as she headed back to her desk and pulled out a phone. “The assault squad is the for front of our defense against the advancing Green platoon,” she pulled out a notebook and checked off another box. “I knew Ayanami would try this, but I never suspected she’d be deposed from her place in power. I’ll have to make some alterations.”

Helping Shimei up on shaky legs, Shion steadied the newest likely recruit to the defense squad. “Katsuragi-san has planned almost all of this Attim. Those who are part of the assault squad however, are people that have attempted to subvert or broke away from her plan.” As much as it pained her to admit, Shion was almost a part of it until she finished her tracking device coded on Kos-Mos’s GPS. Why Misato wanted to know where Kos-Mos was at all times, Shion didn’t know or care, all she did care was it got her off the front lines.

“What…where am I?” Shimei sputtered out after Shion waved smelling salts under her nose. Leaping out of the tomboyish tech’s arms, the trained martial artist dropped into a guarded position. “BITCH you interrupted me when I was about to get a piece of the biggest…” The gunshot in the tiny room cut off Shimei’s retort.

Blowing the smoke away from the barrel of her gun, Misato calmly laid the instrument of death back down. “Now that you’ve calmed down, Shimei, I will inform you of a few things you might not have known. Urd you can come out now too,” Misato called out to the open air. Waiting for the small television on her desk to flash to life and the bronze goddess of carnal desire to teleport through it, Misato cleared her throat. “You are being given the opportunity to make up for your grievous error. Join my assault squad and defend Nerv’s main entrance from the upcoming Green attack.”

“Why should I help you against my own side, you sent you own hench-wench after me already!” Shimei spat out in Attim’s direction. No stranger to defeat, Shimei was however at a total loss for the utter and complete annihilation she felt at Attim’s behest. “I might as well just tell Hakufu that you know she’s coming and watch the fireworks.”

Strolling up beside the wobbling beauty, Urd sloshed up behind the fighter and held her shoulders gently. “You have no idea what is going on inside that woman’s head. I do and that’s why I signed up to be part of her little attack force,” Urd cooed. Having failed utterly to get Hild on the Red’s side as she promised, Urd was given the same option Shimei was. Side with Misato on the attack squad or beat the street and go solo. Urd was tempted to just whisk off on her own until she gleamed a part of Misato’s plans. She quickly relented. “Being apart of Alpha Squad does have certain benefits too. We are second in line under the command squad for a man,” Urd added.

Rising her eyebrow, Shimei shrugged off Urd’s feather light embrace and purposefully strolled over to Misato’s desk where a waiting badge lay. “So I fight for you I get a man of my own or I get a short cut in line?” After seeing what Gendo’s genetic manipulation did to Shinji, Shimei didn’t mind waiting in line for the ride…it was a very long ride. “And is it any man we get?”

Still overwhelmed at how easily Misato was letting a traitor get, Attim snagged the badge off the obsidian desk. “She was going to take Shinji from you…the only primary target…and now you’re just letting her take the fast pass to any man that we get?” Attim was ready to snap the impetuous spy’s neck, not give her a damn medal! In fact, one of her hands had unconsciously grasped and Shimei’s collar and was holding the poor girl off the ground by a good foot.

“Drop her Attim or you’ll lose your place as third,” Misato said levelly as she watched the scene play out. “Do it now and I won’t ask why or how the primary target eluded your grasp. And if I recall correctly, you said he was bound to her bed. Would mean he shouldn’t have escaped.” Misato wasn’t ready for end game yet. No, that took place right here at Nerv, she had it all planned out, and in the end it would be Attim that Misato had to get past to claim what was hers.

Knowing damn well she should have easily captured Shinji rather than try and see how many walls she could break with Shimei’s shapely rump, Attim dropped the spy and chucked the badge at her. “I’m going back into Green territory and when I find Morrigan I’m going to ripe those damn wings off!” Attim stopped her four inch heel into the ground and left a divot.

Calling out as she watched Shimei attach her badge, “You better hurry if you intend to get the primary target from Morrigan.” Misato smiled behind her bridged hands. “She’s going to be getting a visitor very quickly in the form of a very anxious fiancé.” Asuka’s ward should be coming off shortly after that…yes…Misato’s plan was almost perfect.

X- Misato verses Kira…any bets? –X

Laying on his back, taking in large gasping breaths, Shinji smiled broadly. “I told you I wouldn’t be much of a challenge for you,” he gasped out between ragged breaths. His body ached, but it was a good ache, and he was covered in perspiration. With nothing to do but talk and play cards, thanks to a discarded pack in the fertility clinic’s waiting room, the conversation jumped around quickly. For the first hour, both Shinji and Morrigan quickly realized that they had a great deal in common, and spent a great deal of time discussing the finer points of Baroque music.

“You improved a lot for such a short period, hun. So I wouldn’t be to hard on yourself. I might not look it, but I was made for that type of abuse,” Morrigan barked out jovially as she fanned herself with her head wings. Once Shinji mentioned he had been training with Attim as a result of her winning the pageant, Morrigan wanted a spar. She played and toyed with him, subtly, never giving the impression that her holds were more to feel him rather than slam his back against a couch…which she did several times.

Flying around the two ex-combatants Washu interjected, “Are you two done flirting now, or did you want to have another round sans clothing Morrigan-kun?” The petit scientist had been irate the moment Morrigan suggested Shinji waste precious energy indulging in a minor scuffle. She had only relented when Shinji said it would do him good to get some exercise and hone his abilities in case he get cornered without assistance. Washu still didn’t like it, Shinji was supposed to make a legion of super children with Sasami damn it!

Sputtering and lurching forward, Shinji coughed hoarsely as Morrigan rubbed his back supportively. “We were just sparring Washu-chan, and you know it. Don’t tease me so much,” Shinji quickly defended Morrigan without guessing Washu was spot on. Reaching out for a bottle of water next to one of the waiting room chairs, “Any news about what is going on outside?” he asked and then took a big drink. As he drank he couldn’t help but notice a small window plant was practically dancing.

Tugging on the lining of her form fitting top, Morrigan hoped she’d cool down quickly. “Yeah my dear Crab-san, how are things outside. You have been watching for that and not wasting your time watching us right?” It was to enticing to jab the little woman on the other side of the screen for Morrigan to pass up. So many people feared somebody would score points with her cherished mortal that it made Morrigan laugh inside. They were all to worried about there own happiness than his, a childish love.

Blinking rapidly as the tables expertly turned on her, Washu quickly hammered a few commands into her console. She had been so worried Morrigan would swoop in as the valiant savior and steal Shinji from Sasami that she totally lost track of what she should have been doing. “Everything is fine, who do you take me for…that Katsuragi woman?” Washu blindly said before seeing anything.

“Misato is a lot smarter than people give her credit for,” Shinji quickly spouted off. Tossing his bottle towards a recycle bin, it hit the side and fell in with an empty sputter, Shinji stood up and stretched his back. “Ok, is it me or is that plant moving far too much for it to be capable of?”

Joining Shinji at the near ecstatic pansy, Morrigan leaned over and gently grabbed onto the stem. Expecting it to stop moving, Morrigan gasped when the tiny flower continued to move and said, “You’re right, hun, this is something that isn’t right.” Closing her eyes and sensing out for anything out of the ordinary, the succubus nearly fell over once she felt it. “Crabby I think you missed something,” Morrigan yelled, grabbed Shinji’s hand, and pulled the boy down to the ground.

Watching the antics of, in Washu’s eyes, the highly lustful creature’s actions, the scientist scoffed. “Oh nothing you’re just acting on your own impulse…es…oh crap Sasami’s there,” Washu groaned as Ryo-Oki’s signature appeared on her screen as big as life and twice as cute. “Sorry, my bad…again,” she cringed as both Shinji and Morrigan gave her a baleful eye.

Before Morrigan could say ‘bullshit’ the front of the clinic exploded as Ryo-Oki opted for the direct approach. It had worked for Kos-Mos earlier, so she thought it might work for her as well. Coughing demurely as she wafted the dust out of her face, Sasami carefully stepped over the rubble, “Next time use a lower setting, Ryo-Oki, I can’t see a thing in here!” The warship mya’d out an apology.

Her wing still protectively over Shinji, Morrigan sized up the newcomer, “So care to explain how she found us?” She called out blindly expecting the damn red haired freak…damn she hated red heads…to hear and answer. With the entire wall destroyed it would be easy for Shinji to escape if she distracted the oddly familiar yet painfully more attractive than her woman.

“Sasami is the physical avatar of Tsunami, Goddess of Nature, any plant can report to her and tell her what it knows,” Washu said sheepishly. Forgetting a vital piece of info wasn’t really Washu’s thing, and yet she had for such a long time. “And if you’re thinking what I hope you are, unless those breasts of yours took all the matter your brain was supposed to have, you’re right. You can keep her attention and he can make a break for it.”

His fingers gingerly grabbed Morrigan’s wing, Shinji tried to protest, “I won’t keep having people protect me! It’s not fair for you Morrigan-san, you might get hurt over this.” He just felt so powerless watching people he knew and cared for fighting to keep him safe and he did nothing. “At least let me help you!”

While she appreciated the sentiment more than words could convey, demons didn’t get much care, Morrigan nodded at Washu. “Sorry hun, but you’d just be a liability, and you have much more important things to worry about. I’ll meet up with you later with this tiny child’s help,” Morrigan nodded at the now fuming Washu. Blowing Shinji a kiss, she scooped him up in her wing and flung him towards Sasami like a bullet.

It all went exactly as Morrigan pleaded to all the nefarious forces it would.

Sasami suspected the ploy and caught her fiancé with open arms, “Shinji-sama! Together you and me can leave this planet!” She moved in to kiss her beloved, her hormones fully under the virus’s sway making thought impossible. Distracted by the building desire to strip naked and use one of the rooms in the fertility clinic as they were intended, Sasami didn’t see Washu’s screen until it popped in between her and Shinji’s face.

“SASAMI WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Washu screamed knowing what and why Sasami was red in the face and a hand dangling right above Shinji’s left buttocks. Her scream and known face acted as another distraction.

Her head jerking back, moments away from inspecting Shinji’s tonsils with her tongue, Sasami’s eyes fluttered. “Washu-chan, what are you doing here? Why haven’t you been helping me get Shin-chan and leave this dreadful planet?” She wouldn’t share with her genius friend, but that wasn’t expected. As she attempted to talk Washu into moving, she felt a sudden lurch around her stomach. Morrigan and snuck around her, grabbed her and was currently administering a suplex. In an effort to avoid hurting the only male she’d let touch her, Sasami let go of her projectile in mid decent and sent the boy flying out the front door.

Screaming out in unholy terror as only one that was beyond good and evil could, Shinji gracefully face planted in the plaster and wooden rubble and rolled to the street. “I really need to learn how to take a fall better,” he mumbled as his vision swam and jostled around. A frantic meow and a sudden eclipse reminded the boy that Sasami wasn’t alone. “Sorry,” was all he said before he sprinted down the street, leaving Ryo-Oki overwhelmed with options. As Sasami’s loyal servant she wanted to help in the battle, while her virus infused processor wanted to get the carrot providers goodies.

Listening to the scuffle fade as he ran, Washu oddly absent, Shinji briefly noticed Usagi Tsukino as he rounded a corner. “I don’t think she saw me…I hope she didn’t,” he huffed out. Crawling into an open sewer grate, Shinji took the underground. Unfortunately for him, Usagi did notice him and sent one of her two spies after him. Luna was on his tail, and Diana was dispatched to get the outers to meet up with and capture the prey.

As for Usagi and her loyal Inner Senshi, they had a meeting with the leader of the Green’s. Unlike Rei, Usagi knew that fighting the others would only lead to more problems. She had hammered out an agreement with the Green’s to join forces and was on her way to seal the deal. Smiling brightly, Usagi could only wonder how quickly the gymnasium would fill with the captured males…and maybe just maybe that Ikari boy would be sequestered for her and her loyal court’s use only.

X- Usagi is about peace and love…and a peace of love –X

Pulling her computers network cable out from the cable line, Ruri grimaced. “It appears that only a small detachment of Greens are moving on Nerv. And to make matters worse it seems Usagi and her friends of dubious sexual orientation are meeting with the leaders of the Green’s.” Fluffing her hair back to its normal pigtailed glory, the cap she used when hacking smushed it, Ruri slid her backup laptop back in her backpack.

Handing Rei a small lettuce sandwich, Nodoka appeared baffled, “Doesn’t this mean we’re in for a lot of trouble?” Following the twin pale dynamos through the city, the timid bookworm tried to piece together Rei’s master plan as best she could. What little she could decipher was dependant on the factions fighting one another. “If Usagi is making peace, won’t that prevent your plan?”

Taking a large bite out of the offered lettuce on rye with mayo, Rei took a moment to stare at her hand. For a brief moment she wondered if the mayo ever got on her, would she be able to see it. After that fanciful moment passed, Rei took site of an approaching woman and fired, “No, they only need to be suspicious of one another to make my plan work. Katsuragi’s arrogance will be her downfall, and then her plan will serve my needs.” Like Misato, Rei’s plans ended the same way just it was Attim versus her in the bowels of Nerv for the honor of riding the wild stallion off into the sunset. Only the stallion was Shinji and the sunset was carnal bliss.

Shimming down the telephone poll, Ruri thanked the gods for providing her gloves to keep her hands splinter free. Clapping her hands to rid them of dust and wood pulp, “Why did you shoot Chiyo-sensei? She wasn’t affiliated with any faction.” Ruri didn’t mind Rei’s extensities at all, namely because Ruri had an equal number of them.

Reloading her dart gun Rei’s features curled into a smug grin, “Up until this point, who has been the only person to use ammunition such as this?” Tossing Ruri back her side arm, Nodoka hadn’t earned a weapon yet, Ruri didn’t need to worry about her companion’s ability to comprehend. Ayanami suspected that Ruri was only a mere fraction of a brain cell below her own cunning.

Just as Rei suspected, Ruri too smiled, “I see your point, very clever indeed. Should we start our sojourn into Green space? According to the chatter I received over the airwaves things are getting lively. Shimei, the woman that attacked you, has been found to be a Red spy and apprehended by M-Zack but not before losing your target.” Ruri wanted a man, any man, but Rei was particular about Shinji. Ruri, having no reason to doubt her sister from another mother, just took it as good that Shinji would be the optimum for her as well.

“Um…sorry but I’m not following anything you two are saying. It’s almost as if the two of you are talking some language twins teach each other,” Nodoka was borderline terrified by the two. The way Rei and Ruri finished one another’s sentences, looked similar, and apparently had the same taste in men screamed that the two were clones of one another. “And if this Ikari boy got away from the Green woman, doesn’t that mean we can’t find him?” They hadn’t found one man so how could they find a particular one. Though the memory of him did make her heart flutter more than any nameless man.

Taking Rei’s verbal cue, Ruri sighed and shouldered her backpack. “It is easy. First off, only Ikari has used stun darts on anybody. So if anybody finds the people Ayanami shoots, they will think he did it and follow that trail. Second, using her knowledge of the target I have been able to correct a few glaring errors in my tracking program. Using the new tracker, it indicates a 95% certainty that if alone, Ikari-kun is in the sewers near by where he escaped.” Patting Rei’s shoulder, “With the two of us working together we’ll have him, but we need you to flush him out to us.”

Nodding fiercely, Nodoka was starting to understand everything. The girls she was with were totally bat shit crazy, but effective. “I’ll do what you say, it’s the only way to get a man that would fit me,” Nodoka’s broken and frazzled nerves didn’t do her sentiment justice. Terrified of most men, even the virus was having a problem overriding her normal programming. As the virus didn’t force anything, just heighten the latent urges to insurmountable heights. But the boy that nearly seduced her…he was free of the fearful impulses the other men had.

Taking her second dart gun in hand, Rei looked at it and back at Nodoka. She will likely try and use this on us when we capture him. She doesn’t know we’re immune so it isn’t a threat. Tossing the single load weapon and a bag of darts, “You are essential for my modified plan to work. Don’t let us down.” Rei didn’t mean it, Ruri alone was enough to get the plan to work, and sharing with Ruri didn’t seem so bad. However, Rei did hope against logical hope that Sasami would come around. They were friends after all, and Rei did have so precious few of those.

“The sun will be setting soon, we should get lights from a store so we can start checking the sewers,” Ruri interrupted Nodoka’s attempt at expressing her gratitude. With Rei in tow, Ruri felt invincible. A kindred spirit and a common goal, how could it fail?

X- Rei and Ruri separated at birth by different shows –X

Shaking Usagi’s hand, Hakufu was surprised at the strength in the other girls grip. “Have to admit, I’d never thought this would be happening,” Hakufu relented. The meeting with the new leader of the Whites had been eye opening for the fight first and think later girl. “We’ll start pairing up my fighters with your girls as soon as possible,” she added.

Her face exploding with happiness as only Usagi could, the future leader of Earth was ecstatic. It was a conversation only possible when two people with enough air in their heads to fill a blimp could have had. But in the end, Usagi had garnered peace between the White and Green factions. “I’m glad we were able to talk before either of us committed to many to the offensive at Nerv. I seriously wonder what Ayanami was thinking when she tricked both of our sides into that,” Usagi released Hakufu’s hand and reached for a sweet roll.

“Agreed, thankfully we learned of Shimei’s being a lying traitors bitch sooner rather than later,” Hakufu laughed jovially. Due to having been betrayed by Shimei before, Hakufu didn’t really put much stock in it, nor did it diminish her feelings for the girl with the lovely eye patch. “So tell me more about the man you’re tracking,” that was the important part.

Giggling as she proceeded to inhale treat after treat, Usagi licked her fingers clean. “I have a little spy following one now, a boy my friends and I have been tracking for some time now actually.” Usagi had plans to lure Shinji to her home to meet her family many times, but had yet to spring it on the unsuspecting boy. Now it was more of an issue of getting him home and not letting her mother have a piece. “She’s trailing him and providing a few of my friends’ details in catching up to him. Once they get to him, he’ll be our peace offering to you.”

As every male was to be shared, Hakufu was a little skeptical of the ‘gift’ but with the urge to get some building it was worth it. “Will we get first crack at this guy or will your friends be sampling the wares first?” It didn’t matter, but the Greens weren’t really patient people and would hate to have a tired male to exhausted to perform.

“I told them to bring him here as soon as they get him, but with how much I’ve heard of Ikari-kun they might be tempted,” Usagi eyed the last cinnamon bun with a trickle of drool dribbling down her chin. “I was really wanted to rush after him myself, but our meeting took precedence. He’s so elusive I doubt I could have gotten or even kept him by my self.” Hence the combination of the Whites intelligence with the Greens strength any man tracked wouldn’t have a prayer.

Sliding the plate over, handing her own sweet to Usagi, Hakufu could only nod and hum along. It had been there problem too. They could capture and hold anybody, but they couldn’t find them for all their effort. With Usagi’s girls leading the teams, and her girls to enforce the pain…it was going to be fan-fucking-tastic. “I wonder if this is the same boy that got the better of me, tell me about him?” From Usagi’s earlier description the boy she was tracking sounded like the one Shimei had lost, and that was the one she ached to break in.

As Usagi finished the last of the treats, enough to put a normal person in a diabetic coma, Hakufu’s stomach warmed. It was the same boy, and he was soon to be brought in. Today was going to be a good day, she’d get a man, gained a fighting force of brain and brawn, and met a girl very much like herself. And while the two girls continued to chat and pair up forces, Shinji sat covered in dirt, grim, and muck petting a black cat that curled up on his lap and purred loud enough physically move the creature.

X- its going to get a lot worse before it gets better –X

Author Notes

Well sides are changing and plans are moving, but so is time! Only one more full day till the cure is made! But…will he hold out! CAN HE HOLD OUT!

Sorry just a little Space Maddess reference for ya ^_^ Hope you liked this one, it was a little less on the comedy and more on planning/strategy but I tried to add what I could.

Ja mata

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