Neon Genesis Evangelion: Legacy
Episode III: Revenge of Ikari
Chapter 5 – Please Don't Leave Me
September 24, 2004 – Gehirn HQ, Geofront–01, Tokyo–3
Fuyutsuki knocked on Gendo's office door. "Enter." Was the one word response. Fuyutsuki went inside, and saw the office was completely dark, with the glass leading to the exterior view having been polarized to block out any light. Gendo's face was barely visible, the only light in the room was reflecting off his glasses. He moved his hand down to turn on the electronic scramblers to keep anyone from listening in on the conversation.
"Yes, Fuyutsuki, what do you need." Gendo said. His hands folded in front of his mouth.
"I wanted to talk to you about Shinji." Fuyutsuki said.
"What about Shinji?" Gendo said snidely.
"What about Shinji?! The fact he has not seen his father in over a week, and that his mother is dead is what I'm talking about. What are you going to do with him? Ignore him like you've been doing? Who will take care of him? You don't seem to want to."
Gendo slammed his fists on his desk. "Of course I can't, I'm not fit to be a father! I cannot care for the boy, he means nothing to me without Yui. Just having him around is a sad reminder of better times! He needs to be elsewhere!"
"Ikari! He is your son! How can you say that about him?!" Fuyutsuki shouted back.
"Because, he would be better off without me, Fuyutsuki." Gendo replied.
"A boy cannot grow without his father!" Fuyutsuki roared.
"DAMN YOU!" Gendo swept all the contents of his desk off and they flew into the wall. "DAMN YOU TO HELL! DO YOU THINK I DO NOT KNOW THAT FACT! I AM NOT THE MAN THE BOY NEEDS! I NEVER WAS! I CANNOT BE THE ONE TO RAISE HIM! I'M NOT WORTHY TO RAISE THE SON OF YUI IKARI!"
'Why does he think that, he's the boy's father, what made him believe such a thing…' Fuyutsuki thought. "Well, if you're not the one, then who? Should I take the boy in, as Yui would've wanted?" Fuyutsuki said. "I am his godfather after all…"
"NO!" Gendo shouted. "I need you by my side to help me against SEELE, you will not have time to care for the boy!"
"Then who Gendo, who will take care of him? An orphanage is out of the question!" Fuyutsuki replied loudly.
"Find someone you can trust with the boy, and tell them that I will provide money for any expenses they incur with Shinji. Do you have any ideas, Fuyutsuki?" Gendo said calmly.
'I wonder if he is still alive…' Fuyutsuki thought. "Well, there is only one person I can think of that I can trust implicitly. He lives in Atsugi, he's older, but he still owes me a few favors. I also think Yui would approve." Fuyutsuki said.
"Who is it?" Gendo asked.
"Professor Jushiro Kyoraku, he used to work at Kyoto University as the Dean of Students. He's the one who supervised my doctoral program. He's a good man, he never had any time to have children as a he was always so busy teaching." Fuyutsuki said. "He met with Yui when she was offered the job… here at Gehirn. She said he was a nice man, if that doesn't constitute some sort of approval, I don't know what does."
"Fine, contact him and tell him only what he needs to know." Gendo said. "And keep the details as vaguely specific as possible. We don't need SEELE sniffing around some other old man and wanting to kill him off too. I won't put my son in that kind of danger. Is that understood, Fuyutsuki?"
"Yes, Ikari, I understand." Fuyutsuki said. "I will look into finding out if my information on him is still accurate, then I will contact him directly, no phone lines."
"Good, Fuyutsuki, I'll have a VTOL on standby for you." Gendo replied.
"Ikari, I'm glad you only have Shinji's best interests at heart." Fuyutsuki said,
"Of course that's the case, Fuyutsuki. He is still my son after all…" Gendo replied.
September 25, 2004 – Atsugi, Japan
It had taken Fuyutsuki a few days, but he had found who he was looking for, his old friend, Jushiro Kyoraku. Fuyutsuki had contacted him and asked to see him, which Jushiro was more than happy to oblige. Fuyutsuki had arrived in Atsugi a short time ago, and found the address he had been given. Fuyutsuki walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell.
An old man, with long white hair answered the door. "Kozo! How have you been! It's been a long time." Jushiro said joyfully.
"Yes, it feels almost like a lifetime ago." Fuyutsuki said. "It's nice to see you again, Jushiro."
"Please, come in! Welcome to my humble home!" Jushiro said. "So, would you like something to drink? Tea perhaps, or maybe some coffee?"
"Tea would be wonderful." Fuyutsuki said. "Thank you."
Jushiro disappeared into the kitchen and reappeared moments later with a tea tray. "I'm always prepared, especially with guests coming." He said as he set the tray down. He handed Fuyutsuki some tea, and then sat down with his own cup. He sipped the tea for a moment, and then spoke again. "So, I am glad to hear that you're doing alright for yourself, Kozo. I was always worried about you back at the university. You were always so closed off. At least until those three girls became your students. I think they changed you for the better." Jushiro said thoughtfully. "All three of them were so polite and gracious. They were gorgeous young women, and how smart they were! It was really nice to see that their beauty didn't affect their accomplishments, don't you think?"
Fuyutsuki twitched slightly, which went unnoticed by Jushiro. "Yes, they didn't let things get in their way, they always strove to make the world a better place." Fuyutsuki said calmly as he took a long sip of tea.
"Yes, and it was such a shame to hear about the lab accident the youngest one experienced. Mari, I believe was her name. She was always so very focused on her work, I wish more kids her age were that dedicated to something." Jushiro said.
"Yes, Mari was taken from us far too early, it really is unfair. She had such a long life ahead of her, they all did…" Fuyutsuki trailed off.
"Kozo, is something wrong? You seem out of sorts." Jushiro said in a concerned tone. "I didn't mean to bring up such awful memories, but I'm guessing from your reaction you didn't just come here to chat about old times."
"Unfortunately not, Jushiro." Fuyutsuki said solemnly. "I came to ask you a very important, solemn favor."
"Well, it is a shame about not being able to discuss old times, but I can tell this must be important if you came in person." Jushiro said. "So, what's the favor? If I recall, still owe you a few."
"Well, I'm calling in all my chips, as they say." Fuyutsuki said as he cleared his throat. "Yui Ikari died in a laboratory accident similar to Mari's last week. Kyoko Zeppelin Soryu was also severely injured in a similar accident the next day. Each was trying to replicate Mari's work independently, and it ultimately failed."
"Kami–sama! That's awful!" Jushiro said. "So, what exactly is the favor you need?"
"Do you remember Gendo Rokubungi?" Fuyutsuki asked.
"Yes, the odd fellow who transferred into the university in… '98 I believe. They say his old doctoral professor died of heart failure or some such. Very angry all the time, always getting into fights, never seemed to smile." Jushiro recalled. "I think you even said you bailed him out of jail once, unless I'm mistaken. Rumor had it as well, that back in Osaka, he killed his own parents. I remember I almost rejected his application for that, but thought it better to not follow the prattling of old folks about someone I had never met."
'Gendo killed his parents? Even If it is a rumor, it would not surprise me in the slightest… he certainly is capable of it…' Fuyutsuki thought. "No, you're right. However, since then, Gendo Rokubungi has become Gendo Ikari. He married Yui and they had a son together. Unfortunately, under the current circumstances, Ikari can no longer care for the boy properly, and seeing as I'm the designated guardian for the child and I am also unable to take care of him for similar reasons, Ikari tasked me to find someone I trusted to care for the boy. The only person I could think of was you."
"Rokubungi and sweet Yui! Kami–sama, that a shock." Jushiro exclaimed. "Well, I'm flattered, and I'd be happy to take the boy in." Jushiro said a she calmed himself down. "I don't want to sound crass for asking but…"
"Yes, Ikari is providing for the boy's expenses while you care for him." Fuyutsuki said. "You don't have to ask. He will provide ¥2,000,000 per month in moneys to provide for Shinji, and an additional ¥500,000 per month for you personally for looking after him." Fuyutsuki said. "I believe this number is also non–negotiable."
"Kami–sama! Why would I need more than that to care for the boy? That will be plenty… but, whatever job that Roku… I mean, Ikari has must be pretty damn important." Jushiro said. "But, like I said, I'll be glad to take the young man in."
"Yes, it is quite important." Fuyutsuki said. "He does wish to care for the boy, but can't see himself devoting enough time to him to be of any use in his upbringing."
"I can understand that, he wants to make sure the boy is not neglected." Jushiro said quietly. "So what is the boy's name?"
"His name is Shinji. Shinji Ikari." Fuyutsuki said. "He's a very sweet boy, I think you two will get along swimmingly."
"Well then, when will he be dropped off? Did you bring him with you?" Jushiro asked.
"No, the only request Ikari made was that he was to drop Shinji off himself. Seeing as you accepted, Ikari will be here on the 30th of September to drop him off. He may not visit after that, but if there are any extraneous emergencies that go beyond the budget, you can contact him directly with this phone number." Fuyutsuki said, as he handed him a paper with a phone number of a secured and secret cell phone Gendo had procured. "I just want to repeat myself on this. You are to only call this phone number in case of an extreme emergency, such as an injury to Shinji that requires hospitalization, or if something else unspeakable happens, is that understood?"
"Of course, Kozo…" Jushiro said in a confuse voice "But what is so important that the man cannot visit his own son?"
"The future of mankind, Jushiro." Fuyutsuki said. "That is what we are working on at Gehirn, the future and safety of mankind from a Third Impact."
"Well that's a lofty goal you have there, Kozo." Jushiro said. "So, I'll do my part and keep an eye on the boy to make sure he comes out ok. A boy without a mother can be somewhat unpredictable as you know."
"Thank you Jushiro. I really appreciate you doing this." Fuyutsuki said appreciatively.
"It's no problem, Kozo, it's the least I can do." Jushiro replied, smiling happily.
September 30, 2004 – Atsugi, Japan
Shinji was in a deep sleep. The babysitter had made sure he got in bed on time, per his father's orders, that way he would not be tired the next day. Shinji was awoken however, by his father in the early morning. It was the first time in almost two weeks that Shinji had seen his father.
"Shinji… wake up." Gendo said.
"Dad?" Shinji replied. "Dad! You're home! I missed you so much. Are you he to stay?"
"No, Shinji, I'm not." Gendo said. "We're going on a trip, and I need you to pack everything you'll need for a long trip." Gendo pointed to two duffel bags and a backpack. "Pack everything you need in those bags. It will be a long time before we come back to this place, so make sure you don't forget anything."
Shinji began to pack a large duffel bag and a backpack with clothes and toys. It took him almost an hour, but as he finished packing, Gendo came in to check on him. "Shinji, are you all set? Do you have everything?" Gendo asked.
"Yes, dad, I have everything I'll need for our long trip!" Shinji said cheerfully.
"Good, then let's get ready to go." Gendo said. "Do you need the bathroom before we leave?"
"I'm fine, I went a little while ago." Shinji replied.
"Ok, Shinji, let's go then." Gendo said as he picked up Shinji's bags, and had Shinji put on his backpack.
Gendo and Shinji arrived by train to Atsugi before noon that day. As they got off the train, Gendo took Shinji's hand as he carried both duffel bags in the other and led him to an awaiting taxi. They got in and were driven to the residence of Jushiro Kyoraku. The two got out of the car and went to the door. Gendo rang the bell.
An old man with long white hair answered the door. "Ah, you must be Ikari. Please come in." Jushiro said. "Make yourself at home."
"Thank you, Kyoraku." Gendo said. "However, I won't be staying long."
"Ah, I understand." Jushiro said. "So, that is little Shinji. Have you told him yet?"
"Not yet. I couldn't think of a way to tell him." Gendo said. "This is a little difficult for me. I don't think I can tell him, only show him…"
"I understand Ikari. Do what you must." Jushiro said.
Shinji came up to his father's side and looked over at Jushiro. "Dad, where are your bags? If we're on a trip, you need bags right?"
"I won't be staying Shinji, I have to go. But I want to give you this." Gendo pulled his SDAT from his pocket. "I no longer need it, so I'd like you to take it."
Gendo turned and bowed deeply to Jushiro. "I must thank you for taking him. I deeply appreciate it." Gendo said.
Gendo turned to leave, and as he did so, Shinji called out to him. "Wait, Dad! Where are you going?"
"I have work to do, I can no longer care for you Shinji. I won't be able to see you for a while, so you need to stay here." Gendo replied. "There is no other way."
"No, wait, don't go!" Shinji cried, as tears formed in his eyes. "Take me with you!"
"I cannot Shinji, I'm sorry." Gendo said as he left.
Shinji ran after him, tears streaming down his face. "No, father! Don't leave me here!" Shinji screamed as the SDAT fell from his hand. "Please don't leave me!"
"Shinji, get ahold of yourself, and stop being so selfish." Gendo said sternly. "I can't take care of you and protect the future of mankind. You need to stay here with this nice man, Jushiro Kyoraku. Now be a good boy and behave while I'm away. I will send for you when you can return."
"No, father, don't go!" Shinji screamed.
Gendo walked out the door without another word. As Shinji got to the door, Jushiro held him back as Shinji continued to cry. "Father, why did you leave me?!"
"It's alright, Shinji, your father will be back someday to get you." Jushiro said. "Now, why don't you come inside, and I'll show you where you be staying."
Shinji nodded silently and followed Jushiro inside to his new life. Jushiro showed him to his new room. "Shinji, this will be your new room." Jushiro said as he put Shinji's bags next to the bed. "When you're feeling up to it, I'd like you to unpack and make yourself at home ok? But before that, we should have some lunch first, you look hungry."
Shinji was still sniffling a little. "Ok, Kyoraku–sama. I'll unpack."
"That's a good lad." Jushiro said. "But you don't have to be so formal with me, you can just call me sensei."
"Ok, sensei." Shinji said kindly. "Thank you for being so kind to me."
"It's the least I can do for a kind boy such as yourself." Jushiro said. "Everything will get better in time, don't worry."
"But will time bring my mother back…" Shinji said quietly.
January 10, 2005 – Atsugi, Japan
It had been several months since Shinji moved to Atsugi. He began attending school after winter break, and it was easy for him to catch up with the other kids as he had not only gotten his mother's extreme kindness, but also her intelligence. He also had a bit of his father in him, with his temper, and if anyone set him off, there would be hell to pay.
Shinji was walking to school as usual. As he got to Main Street, he could hear the people around him talking as he went past. He had heard it all before, but people still found the topic interesting enough to talk about.
"I heard he got shipped to Kyoraku's for being a troublesome child."
"No, I heard that his parents abandoned him here because they no longer wanted him."
"No, I heard his father killed his mother."
"I thought the mother died in some sort of accident."
"Ah, yes, that's what the father wants you to believe, but I heard he killed her while she was asleep, and got away with it."
"Kami–sama, that's awful."
"Well, whatever the reason he's here, he certainly is an odd little boy."
Shinji heard this nearly every day on the way to and from school. In school, the other kids had left him alone, in case his father wanted to kill their mothers too. 'I wish Asuka was here, she'd make everything better…' he thought. He sat through classes and kept to himself because it was after that way. However, today, someone would have the courage to ask him something that h didn't want to be asked. 'Asuka, I wish I could talk to you again… even if it was just one more time…'
One of the kids in the class, a cocky kid came up and stood in front of Shinji's desk. "So, my mom's been talking a lot about you at her book club. I keep hearing this, and I want to know… did your dad kill your mom?" The kid smirked mercilessly. "I overheard my mom say she died in some experiment your father did. So did he do it or what?" The kid didn't notice Shinji was shaking slightly. "What, are you an idiot, do you know how to talk! I asked you a question!"
'Why do they always talk about father like that? They don't know him, no one does! Why do people think he killed mother?' Shinji thought. 'He was right there when it happened, he was sad. I saw it! I'll make this jerk feel that pain!'
Without warning, Shinji leapt from his desk and tackled the bigger kid to the ground. His little hands were clenched in fists as he started to beat the boy senseless. "DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY FATHER LIKE THAT!" Shinji roared. "HE LOVED MY MOTHER, HE WOULD NEVER HURT HER!" The outburst scared the other kids as Shinji had been nothing but quiet and docile since he started school, so his reaction was wholly unexpected. Shinji kept hitting the boy, causing him to feel dazed and he drew blood from the boy's mouth and nose. He was finally pulled off of the boy by the teacher and slapped hard across the face. He was sent to the principal's office for fighting.
As he waited outside he could here Jushiro on the phone arguing with the principal.
"Shinji is a sweet boy, he would never hurt anyone!" Jushiro said loudly. "Someone provoked him, that's the only explanation."
"Be that as it may, he fractured the boy's nose and gave him a mild concussion." The principal said. "I cannot tolerate anything like this. A child beating someone else that severely is unheard of. Clearly some of the rumors around this boy are true."
"Look, I know the boy's family, the mother died in a lab accident, and his father had nothing to with it. It was her experiment." Jushiro said. "Clearly the rumors around town have circulated to the children as well, and that's what caused this."
"I'm aware of what the boy asked him, and told him to not mention such thing again." The principal replied. "I will be sending him home early, and he will not return to school until Monday. This can't be helped, he has to be shown that fighting is not the answer."
"Fine, please be sure to send him home soon." Jushiro said angrily. "What about the other boy? What's his punishment?"
"The other boy will be out of school for medical reasons for a few days, I see no reason to suspend him for any of this. He has suffered enough." The principal replied snidely. "Goodbye Kyoraku."
The principal hung up the phone and called Shinji inside his office. Shinji sat in the chair across from him at his desk. "Alright, Ikari, why were you beating that boy?" He asked sternly.
Shinji looked him in the eye. "He said my father killed my mother, so I hit him." Shinji said quietly. "And he called me an idiot for not wanting to answer his stupid question."
"Well, Ikari, that's not a nice thing to say." The principal said. "That kind of thinking is not tolerated here in my school."
"Well, what he said wasn't nice either!" Shinji shouted. "Or does that not matter because of the rumors about my family!?"
The principal was caught off guard by Shinji's accusation. 'Did he hear the conversation, or is he just putting two and two together?' the principal thought. "The rumors mean nothing to me. You're just an angry little boy without a mother and a father who doesn't love you or want you."
"LIAR!" Shinji shouted. "That's not what I heard you say!"
"I will not be talked to in that manner by a child." The principal said angrily. "Get out of my office and go home. Don't bother coming back until next Monday."
Shinji got up and left, collecting his things on the way out the door. He saw the parents of the kid he hit moving him to their car. As he walked past he heard them talking.
"There goes that boy who hit our little angel."
"Yeah, he needs to be taught a lesson in not hitting others."
"Violence doesn't solve violence. He just comes from a bad family, with that mother killing father he has, it's a wonder he's not a juvenile delinquent."
Shinji walked past them quickly, not wanting to draw their ire, and he hurried home. On the way back, it began to rain. Shinji walked silently and in a daze, with a dead look on his face. He was all alone, and no one was there for him. Jushiro hadn't even come to the school to get him. 'Why am I always being treated like I'm a bad person? What did I ever do to deserve this?' Shinji thought.
As he walked past an empty lot filled with trash, he spotted a bike in the pile of trash and walked over to it. It looked like a perfectly good bike, just left there to rot. 'It's just like me…' Shinji thought. 'Abandoned…'
He picked up the bike and got on it and began to ride to the place he called home. However a few minutes later, someone called out to him. "You there, hold it!"
Shinji turned around to see a police officer standing there leering at him. "Is that your bike?" he asked.
"No." Shinji replied. "But someone had thrown it away, in that empty lot, so I just took it."
"It's not nice to lie." The officer said.
"Honest, it's the truth!" Shinji replied.
"Why don't we have a talk down at the station?" The officer said, grabbing Shinji roughly by the arm and leading him to the station. "Come on you delinquent."
Shinji was sitting in an interrogation room. He was being questioned by a female officer. "Name?" She asked.
"Shinji Ikari.' Shinji replied meekly.
"Do you know your address?" The officer asked coldly.
"I live with Jushiro Kyoraku." Shinji said.
"Who's your guardian? The same person?" The officer asked.
"No, my guardian is Gendo Ikari." Shinji said. 'Now he'll have to see me…' Shinji thought.
An hour later Jushiro came rushing into the room where they were holding Shinji. "Shinji, are you ok?" He asked.
"Yes…" Shinji said.
"Who puts a kid in an interrogation room?" Jushiro shouted.
"Sir, please stay calm." An officer said.
"To hell with that!" Jushiro spat. "Can he be released? Or is he a prisoner or something?"
"No, he is free to go. His father said you were his legal guardian and that he can be released back into your custody." The officer replied.
"Fine, Shinji, let's head home." Jushiro said.
"Ok…" Shinji replied meekly.
The car ride back to Jushiro's house was in silence. When they got back, Jushiro sat Shinji down and talked with him.
"Shinji, why were you fighting today?" Jushiro asked.
"Does it matter?" Shinji said.
"Yes it does matter, did that boy provoke you?" Jushiro asked in response.
"Yes…" Shinji replied.
"Shinji, I'm sure whatever he said to you was hurtful, but fighting is not the answer to your problems." Jushiro responded.
"I'm sorry sensei, I won't fight anymore…" Shinji replied. "I'll be good…"
"That's all I wanted to hear Shinji." Jushiro said. "And now, what about that bike? Why did you take it? You just have to tell me what you want. Your father gives me plenty of money, just for you. Tell me what you want, and I'll go get it."
"I didn't want to bother you…" Shinji replied.
"Shinji, when you ask me something you're not bothering me." Jushiro said. "Now, I realize you're angry about being here. I can understand that, but we need you to focus that anger into something."
"Like what?" Shinji asked.
"Well my thought was for you to learn an instrument." Jushiro said kindly. I want you to learn to play the cello, to focus your anger into something constructive. Can you do that for me?"
"Sure, sensei, I'll do as I'm told, and learn the cello." Shinji said quietly.
June 6, 2005 – Atsugi, Japan
Shinji was up early to go to school. Today was going to be like any other day, depressing and uneventful, even if it was Shinji's birthday, he didn't expect much, just a card from his father. That was all Shinji wanted. 'Everyone already doesn't like me, so why should I bother them about my birthday?' Shinji thought.
Shinji was able to leave the house without running into Jushiro, and he walked all the way to school uninterrupted. When he arrived it was a nice and quiet day. No one knew it was his birthday, and Shinji liked it that way. After his outburst several months ago the other kids had avoided him out of fear they would be beat up next. Shinji sat quietly through his class that day and went home uninterrupted without anyone knowing it was his birthday. 'It's just easier to be left alone by others, they can't hurt me if I don't get close to anyone.' Shinji thought sadly.
When Shinji arrived back home, Jushiro was waiting for him. "Happy birthday, Shinji!" Jushiro said happily.
"Thank you, sensei." Shinji replied.
"I would have told you this morning, but you left before I saw you." Jushiro said.
Shinji scratched the back of his head. "It's ok sensei, I just wanted to get to school early today, I had to ask the teacher a question." Shinji fibbed, he did not want to hurt his guardian's feelings.
"I'm glad you're so interested in your schooling, Shinji." Jushiro said. "Has that same intense interest translated over to the cello?"
"Yes, sensei, it has. It's very fun and it keeps me busy." Shinji said.
"That's good to hear, Shinji." Jushiro replied as he reached over to a small gift wrapped in bright purple paper with a bright green ribbon and bow on it. "Here you go, Shinji, I got something for you."
Shinji took the gift and was a little shocked that someone had bought something for him. Shinji opened up the gift slowly to reveal that it was a large stuffed purple creature with a tail. He read the small card that was in the box that said its name was "Mewtwo." Shinji picked it up and felt how soft it was. He looked up at Jushiro and smiled. "How did you know my favorite color was purple?"
Jushiro shrugged. "I saw your favorite shorts were purple, so I just assumed it was your favorite color."
Shinji was truly touched by the gesture. "Thank you so much, sensei." Shinji said happily, hugging the purple Pokémon. "Did father send me anything?" Shinji asked shyly.
"Unfortunately not, Shinji." Jushiro said sadly. "Only this came for you, it's a letter from an anonymous sender." Jushiro said, producing a very think envelope that looked as though a large wad of paper was inside. "Here, why don't you read it?"
Jushiro handed Shinji the letter. "May I read this in my room?" Shinji asked.
"Sure, Shinji, go ahead." Jushiro replied.
Shinji took the letter, his backpack, and his new stuffed toy with him to his room. He plopped down on his bed and opened the envelope. Inside was a neatly folded letter and another envelope. Shinji unfolded the letter and read it first.
I hope this letter finds you well. I know it must be difficult living away from everything you knew, but you have to know it was for the best.
I found the enclosed envelope with your mother's things as we were packing them away. Your mother had left instructions for you to be given this letter, but not open it until you had turned 18. Please obey your mother's wishes and don't open the letter until then. Your mother wouldn't have asked you to wait until then unless she had a good reason.
I know you cannot respond to this letter, so just know that my thoughts are with you until you can return to your father's care.
Shinji read the letter over again. 'I can't open this other one until I'm 18?' Shinji thought. 'That's so long from now.'
Shinji looked over the other envelope. It too was quite thick, and felt like there may be something in there. He held it up to the light to see what it was, but it was a security envelope. 'I want to open this, but I don't want to disobey mother's wishes.' Shinji thought. 'But I want to know what she said, maybe she told me she loves me.' Shinji teared up a bit. 'I'd like to hear that from her one last time. So why should I wait…' Shinji thought as he ripped open the second envelope.
The contents of the envelope were a postcard and a third envelope. Shinji looked at the postcard. It featured a cute blue haired angel hugging a heart, with the name Yui Ikari stamped at the top. The third envelope was beige and had purple writing on it that said "To Shinji, with Love From: Mommy. Do not open until June 6, 2019."
Shinji decided to not open the letter, as he recognized his mother's hand writing. So, he looked back at the postcard and actually read it:
"September 15, 2004
My wonderful Shinji,
I always knew you could be impatient like your father which is why I put my letter inside another envelope. I know if you're reading this note that means I am gone, and the letter was given to you to hold until you're old enough to understand its contents. I'm sorry I can't be with you anymore, but sometimes things happen that we have no control over. I just hope you understand that if I could be with you, I would be.
I wish I could tell you that everything will be ok, but I can't lie to you sweetheart, with me gone, your father will be devastated, and he may not want to keep you around as a reminder of what he had with me. I know this is hard to understand, but your father is a very special man, he has a lot of feelings that people have ignored, so when he's sad he acts out. Just remember not to hate him, he doesn't deserve that. Just be the good boy you are and listen to whatever he tells you.
And finally, Shinji, I want you to know this, my sweet loving boy, that no matter where I am, no matter what has happened to me, I will always love you, and I will always be watching over you with all of my heart and soul.
Shinji clutched the letter to his chest and started to cry quietly so Jushiro wouldn't hear him and become worried. 'Mommy, why did you have to die?' He thought as he lay down on his bed clutching the letter and his new stuffed animal. "I wish you were here to hug me and tell me you love like you used to." Shinji whispered as he dozed off.
Far off in Tokyo–3, a certain beings eyes opened lit for an instant as it stirred, sensing something was wrong in a faraway place, and then, it went back to its dormant state.
To Be Continued
A/N: I do not own Evangelion or any of the characters, GAINAX and the other distributors of NGE related material do. I am simply using them as a backdrop for my fanfic.
A very sad chapter indeed. Now, the Shinji here in my story is based more on the manga version, so he has a bit of a backbone, which he will lose over time, but it'll still be there. I wanted him to have an outburst like that to show that he has a fuse and can be violent if need be. This is to prove that he is Gendo's son, with an angry outburst to match. These outbursts will come in handy later on down the road. I have a lot planned for his temper.
Quick note, Shinji and his mother share a favorite color, as do Asuka and her mother, purple and red respectively. Gendo knew that Yui's favorite color was purple and made the Evangelion that color out of respect to her. As to the stuffed Mewtwo, it was the first purple Pokémon I could think of, and I really wanted him to have a stuffed animal. The one he has is the one available at PokemonCenter that's like 10.5 inches tall.
As I said before, and will always say at the end of chapter, please leave comments, as I would like to try to improve the story going forward any way I can. And, hell, constructive criticism is a good thing.