by Gunman

Disclaimer: I own neither the characters or the Eva series. (Story rewritten for personal reasons)


Chapter 2

"How is he doing?" Ritsuko asked.

"Fine, for now. He just needs rest." the doctor said as he looked over Shinji's chart once again.

"Can I go and wait with him?"

"Uh...that shouldn't be a problem. He might not wake up anytime soon though. This was a pretty bad one."

"They all are." she said as she entered the room and sat down in a chair next to the bed.

She just sat and stared at the boy. Yes, they are all like this. She thought as she took out her notebook and started writing.

The 'they' that she was referring to, was the Eva's fight against the Angels.

The battle itself had been terrible. Both Asuka and Rei's Eva's were going to be down for at least two weeks, and the pair had sustained only minor physical damage themselves. Shinji, however, had suffered the most. He had destroyed the Angel by punching and shattering it's core, thus causing it to explode. Being within point-blank range of the blast, Shinji had caught the full force in both the chest and the head.

The doctors, constantly amazed at the Third Child's uncanny ability to survive such terrible battles, took all the necessary care they could. This was mostly done to appease Dr Akagi, who now had guardianship of the boy, and had demanded that Shinji receive the best care possible. After he had gotten out of surgery, he was taken to his normal room to rest up.

Ritsuko mentally berated herself for sending Maya down to check on Shinji first hand. She wanted to go herself. However, her primary responsibility was to make sure that Eva, not it's pilot, was well taken care of.

She gave the maintenance crews all the necessary instructions and got out as quickly as possible to go check on Shinji. That had lead to her current sitting position.

Ritsuko now had a brief glimpse as to what Misato went through every time Shinji piloted. She had never cared before, because it wasn't her concern. But now he was her responsibility and she wasn't going to fail him. Not after getting to know him so well over the last couple of weeks.


(Two weeks later...)

Shinji had finally been released two days ago and was back living with Ritsuko. She had given him a couple days off from school to ensure that he was fully rested.

When Ritsuko got back home she was surprised to find Shinji playing his cello. She noticed Chester was curled up on the couch, on his back, his foot twitching absently. He was also purring contentedly as Shinji played.

It was after ten o'clock when she got in. She was dressed nicely, but held her jaw slightly with her right hand. The commanders 'affection' again. As she entered the apartment, her ears were assaulted by the soft and soothing sounds of Shinji playing a song she had never heard before. The melody reverberated through her body as she leaned against the wall, taking it all in. After such a trying and hard day, and evening, the music Shinji played was a welcome reward to what she had been through.

Shinji suddenly stopped playing as he turned around and saw Ritsuko standing in the walkway to the front door. He stood up and walked over to her.

"Ritsuko, are you alright?" he asked as she gently pushed off the wall to stand up.

"Uh..I'm fine, Shinji-kun." she said, giving him a light smile as she turned away from him.

"Someone hit you again." he said, noticing her bruise before she could hide it.

Ritsuko looked away. Almost ashamed.

"It was father, wasn't it." he stated.

It wasn't a question and she knew it.

"Yes." she said softly.

Shinji moved towards Ritsuko and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"I'm sorry, Ritsuko. I'm so sorry." he said softly as he tightened the embrace.

Ritsuko felt her heart lift as she gently wrapped her arms around the boy, her fingers running through his soft brown hair.

After several minutes, Ritsuko noticed that Shinji wasn't moving.


A loud snore emanated from the boy.

"Oh, for crying...Shinji!" she started laughing.

That 'woke up him' instantly. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. I guess I've been around Misato too long." he smiled weakly.

Ritsuko couldn't help but smile, she needed a laugh.

"I'll get the retinoid and the ice." he said as he released her and went into the kitchen.

A couple minutes later, Shinji had effectively covered the injured areas with enough healing cream.

Hurt by the father, healed by the son. Ritsuko thought as the boy cleaned up the table. But then a thought struck her. "Shinji-kun, why aren't you in bed?"

"Oh, I was waiting up for you." he said as he wiped his hands of the cream.

That puzzled her for a second. "Why?"

"I...uh, that is..." he said as he went over to the couch and pulled a carefully wrapped gift from behind it and brought it over to her. It was a medium sized box, like the kind you would put clothes in from a department store.

"Shinji-kun, what?" she asked, confused.

"Happy birthday, Ritsuko." He said with a smile.

He knows? But where...well then again it's not a state secret. He could have easily found out from Misato. " me a gift?" she asked, obviously not expecting it.

"Of course. I wasn't sure anyone else remembered, you go." he blushed as he handed the bo to her.

She carefully opened the neatly wrapped package, to reveal a lite pink sweater with a cute kitty cat on the front. She looked at the boy.

"It seemed appropriate." he smiled as Chester came up and nuzzled Shinji's leg.

Not even his father remembered. She smiled as she hugged the sweater tightly to her chest. Tears started to fall down her cheek.

"Ritsuko-san? Are you alright?" he asked, not expecting her to cry over this.

"Thank you, Shinji-kun." she said, her eyes sparkling. "This is...the nicest gift anyone ever got me."

She pulled the boy into a warm hug, and just cried, crushing her sweater between them.

Shinji, being more than a little confused, did his best to cope with the situation, and just hugged her back. He had expected her to be at least happy, but not to the point of tears.

Nearly a half-hour later, Ritsuko was still holding Shinji. They had shifted around to where his back pressed against her front as she wrapped her arms lovingly around his chest, covering him with her new gift. They sat together on the couch, just enjoying the others company. After several minutes of silence, she spoke.

"I hate him you know. I hate your father." she whispered to him.

Somehow, Shinji wasn't too shocked to hear that. "I know. I'm not feeling too loved by him nowadays."

"I thought I was in love with him," she tried to explain to him, rationalizing to herself at the same time.

"I know. Don't think about him." he suggested.

"I can't help it." she said, hugging him tighter.

"It'll only hurt you more. Try thinking of something else."

"Like what?"

A thought struck him. "Well, how about...Maya?"

That got her attention. "Maya? Lt. Maya Ibuki? My assistant?"

"Misato heard a rumor that she was in love with you."

That was unexpected. "WHAT? But that would mean that...Maya's a...a..."

Shinji turned around to face her and smiled.

"!" she hugged him tighter, inadvertently wrapping her legs around him to neutralize any chance of escape. "You did that on purpose! Making me think that my assistant was a lesbian!"

"Like I said, I've been hanging around Misato too much." he laughed.

"Thank god I got you out of there when I did. Bad enough Asuka was abusing you, but Misato's influence might be worse."

The pair laughed for a few minutes until Ritsuko's thoughts turned serious.

"Shinji, can I ask you a question?" the blond asked as she loosened her grip on the boy.

"Sure, Ritsuko."

"Have you ever kissed a girl?"

The boy nearly fell off the couch at that.

"I only ask because I'm curious."

"Uh, I..."

"Tell you what: I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours. Alright?"


"Okay. His name was Alexander Johnstone. We met in high school, but we didn't kiss until our senior year when we started dating. He was my first real kiss." she smiled briefly at the memory. "I don't really know what happened after that. He left to take a job in America. Haven't heard from him in years." she then turned back to Shinji. "Your turn."

Shinji stumbled through his thoughts for a few seconds. " was..." he said, pausing rather long which was quickly wearing on Ritsuko.

"Come on, Shinji, it can't be that hard to remember." she urged.


"Have you been kissed by a girl?"


"Do you remember who it was?"

"Oh, I remember it. It's just..."

"Well, who was it?" she probed. (Not like that!)


Ritsuko froze for a few seconds.

"ASUKA? Asuka Langley Sohryu? The Second Child? My God, Shinji, but you're a brave one! I mean...Asuka?"


"Well? Come on, tell me, how was it? Was it good? Was it short and simple? Was it long and drawn out?" she fired off questions rapidly. After hearing this, she had to have details.

"It was...memorable." he said simply.

Something about the way he said that didn't convince Ritsuko it was 'good'.

Her eyebrows knitted. "It couldn't have been that bad."

"She pinched my nose so I couldn't breath the whole time. It was a rather long kiss."

"Oh, my." the older woman said, doing a Kasumi Tendo impression as her jaw dropped. "That's... definitely memorable."

"But... not that good."

"I'll bet." she giggled. She pulled Shinji into a warm hug as her voice got soft again. "Shinji, I...I don't want to be alone right now."

"You're not alone. I'm here. So is Chester." he replied.

Ritsuko smiled. "That's not what...I meant...would you mind... sleeping with me?"

Shinji blushed. "You mean..."

"In the same bed, Shinji. Nothing else." she said with an amused smirk.

"Alright. You don't toss and turn, do you?" he suddenly asked her.

"Not that I know of. Why?" she queried.

"Well, Asuka does sometimes and..." he suddenly shut up and blushed.

"Since when do you sleep with Asuka?" she asked in a half-amused, half-accusing tone.

"Uh...well, it was...during our training for the 7th Angel." he explained to her.

Ritsuko thought back to that. "Ah. The synchronization drills. Misato actually had you sleeping together as well?"

"And eating, and brushing our teeth, and even bathing. Sort of."

Ritsuko could only sweat drop at the antics of her best friend.


Shinji was awoken by the sounds of soft crying. He turned to his side and found the cries were coming from Ritsuko.

"Ritsuko?" he asked in a whisper, for some reason trying to be careful not to wake her.

"..why can't you care for me...please..." she cried in her sleep.

Shinji leaned over to her and saw she had tears falling on her pillow. Not one to see another suffer like this, and reminiscent of Rei when he first met the injured blue-haired girl, he slid up to Ritsuko's side and carefully wrapped his arms around her from behind, crossing his arms around her stomach.

He kissed her shoulder, which seemed to calm her down a bit. She was wearing what the catalogue called a Sweet Dream. It was basically a gray Jersey and Lycra Crop Top and Capri Pants, which fit her body like a second skin yet was loose enough to allow her to breath. The thin straps of the Jersey made it easy for Shinji is touch her bare shoulders.

"It's alright Ritsuko-chan. I'll care for you, if you want." he whispered to her.

Her arms unconsciously tightened around his. She stopped crying, as a small smile came to her lips.


It was nearly dawn as Shinji awoke to find that Ritsuko had shifted during the night, now facing the boy pilot. She smiled lightly at him.

"Shinji-kun?" she asked in a whisper.

"Yes, Ritsuko-chan?" he said with a slight blush at their closeness, staring into her green eyes.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Yes." he said without hesitation.

"Really?" she asked. She hadn't expected him to answer so quickly.

"Of course." he said, then looked at her nervously. "Can you keep a secret?"

You'd be surprised. She thought. "Sure." she answered.

"When I first met you and Misato, I...I thought I was in a modeling agency." he blushed brightly. "I never... told anyone that."

Ritsuko pulled him into a warm hug, a sparkle of a tear in her eye.

"Please don't tell anyone." Shinji said as he found his head buried between her neck and shoulder.

"I won't Shinji-kun. And thank you." she said as she leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Even Misato?" he asked, blushing at the kiss. "She'll never let me hear the end of it."

"Well...maybe a year later..."

Shinji opened his mouth to gasp, allowing Ritsuko to dive in and plant a rather passionate kiss on his lips.

Shinji felt her lips. They were so soft and warm to him, a warmth that felt like it was increasing. He did his best to kiss her back, the feelings driving him up the wall as he tightened his embrace on the attractive older woman.

So much better than his father. Ritsuko thought as she did her best to prolong the kiss. And these are just his lips. She added as she added her tongue.


It was later in the day and Ritsuko had returned from the store after buying groceries. When she walked into the apartment, her ears were assaulted by the sounds of the Sarabande from Bach's Suite for Cello in G major.

She recognized the piece with amazing quickness, slowly making her way to the living room where Shinji was sitting and playing his cello. As she watched him play, a strange, pleasant and almost orgasmic feeling pulsated through her body unexpectedly.

What the hell was that? She thought, finding herself leaning against the wall for support.

Her eyes locked on Shinji. He seemed like he was in a trance, his eyes closed as he gently and softly rocked side-to-side. His movements were careful and precise, like herself when she was trying to perfect the Magi systems with her computer. But the way he was holding it, the way he caressed the strings with the bow, it was like he was making love to it.

She saw Chester on the floor in front of Shinji. He was peacefully sound asleep, and if Ritsuko didn't know better, he had a plastered look of serenity on his face.

The piece continued, moving from the Sarabande, to the Minuets, to the Gigue. Shinji let the last note reverberate loudly through the room as he bowed the string, like he wanted it to hang in the air for as long as possible. Eventually the tremor fell to silence, as no one moved, afraid that they would shatter the serenity he had created. Ritsuko finally let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She blinked her eyes clear of the daze she unexplainedly found herself in, inhaling sharply for air as if trying to breath in the music itself.

"Shinji-kun." she spoke softly.

"Ritsuko-chan? Hi. I didn't hear you come in." Shinji smiled to his roommate.

"I...I was listening to you play. Where did you...HOW did you get so good at that?" she asked, obviously amazed.

"I've just been practicing. I don't know how I...come to think of it, I've never played that well before. It was strange. I just...felt inspired for some reason. Ever since this morning."

Ritsuko thought about that for a second. The only thing that had happened this morning that was out of the ordinary was...

The kiss. My kiss inspired him? Damn! I didn't know I was that influential. Hmm. If one kiss makes him play like that...what would...STOP THAT! He's fourteen for crying out loud! He's not ready for that...yet. Kissing sure, maybe some tongue and a little necking, but not straight to 'a Misato'. God!

"Well, if there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know." she smiled as him.

"Thank you, Ritsuko-chan." he smiled back.


NERV Headquarters...

"You're sleeping with Shinji-kun?" Misato shouted at the blond scientist on the Command Bridge.

"Yes. And he's much more talented than his father is." Ritsuko stated, in front of the whole bridge crew.

"I can't believe you!" she spat.

"I can't believe you're circulating a rumor that Maya's a lesbian."

The bridge crew stopped working, Maya herself turning a bright shade of red.

"Wha–what?" the short-haired lieutenant gasped.

"Rits, what are you talking about? I never said that!" Misato defended.

"Really? Shinji-kun said you told him about a rumor like that before he moved out."

She blushed. "He what? Oooooooh that boy! I'm gonna..."

But she never got the chance to finish as a very irritated tech jumped on her back. Her legs wrapped around her waist as her arms encircled her neck.

"Why are you spreading rumors like that about me? What did I ever do to you?" Maya demanded.

"ARGH! Get off me you crazy dike!"

"So It's True, you drunken sloozy!"

"Oh, that's it! You are so demoted!"

"Oh yeah?" Maya shouted as she grabbed Misato's breasts.


"Geez! How do you stand up with these things?" she cried, holding on tightly.


"Hey, you're calling me a lesbian, so I'm just acting the part. But seriously, do you have an on-call chiropractor?"

"Forget demoted! You are SO dead!" Misato shouted as the pair started wrestling on the floor of the command bridge.

"Twenty bucks on Misato." Hyuga said.

"You're on." Aoba replied.

Back in the real world, Ritsuko smiled as her dream continued unabated.


(One week later...)

Gendo Ikari was by no means a fool. He had quickly found out about Ritsuko sleeping with Shinji. It wasn't clear if they were having sex, but seeing as how the young pilot was quickly becoming attached to the blond scientist, and his personal plaything, he decided to intervene.

He called Ritsuko to his office, saying he needed to speak with her about the Eva's new tests.

She knew it was a lie, but came anyway.

Gendo was straight to the point when she arrived.

"You prefer Shinji, don't you?" he asked.

Ritsuko knew what he was actually asking her. "Yes, I do."

"May I ask why?"

She saw no reason to lie. "For one thing, he's a giver. He's gentle...and kind...and considerate. He doesn't think about himself. He doesn't hurt me. He's concerned for my happiness, my needs. He asks nothing for himself and only seeks to make me a better person. That's why!"

That seemed to be all that Gendo needed to hear. He pressed the intercom and ordered Section 2 to bring 'his son' to his office. Ritsuko was confused about that when she heard it.

Shinji entered the large office. Despite that he was the commander's son, he had never been in this dark and intimidating room. Gendo dismissed the guards.

After the door closed, Gendo turned to the pair. "Recent events have come to light. Therefore, it is by my authority that I hereby order you to have no contact with each other, whatsoever, except for official NERV operations. Do you understand?"

"But what about Shinji-kun? He needs a place to stay!" Ritsuko protested.

Gendo hadn't missed her rather affectionate use of his name. "He will move back in with Captain Katsuragi and Pilot Sohryu." he replied coldly.

"You can't expect him to live in that abusive environment!"

"I expect do his job: fight the Angels. That is what he is here for. If he can't even do that, then I have no use for him."

"But living with Misato has had detrimental effects on Shinji-kun's mental and physical health. To say nothing of his piloting abilities." Ritsuko continued to protest.

"He will either learn to adapt and defend himself, or he will die. It's as simple as that," Gendo told the pair.

Fear was welling up inside Shinji once again. Not at his being told to got back and live with Misato and Asuka, but from the fact he was being ordered away from Ritsuko. In the short months he had lived with her, he had found her to be more comforting and accepting, and even encouraging, than Misato had.

(He still considered Misato a good person, but to him, Ritsuko was better. At least she didn't drink to excess, drive like a lunatic, tease him repeatedly, or traipse around in her underwear on purpose)

"How can you say such things?" Ritsuko shrieked at the callous man, causing his to break his train of thought.

Gendo snorted in amusement.

"You're his father, aren't you?" the blonde asked, moving towards him.

Gendo's backhand across Ritsuko's cheek resonated throughout the large room with a loud slap.

"Know your place, you stupid whore."

Shinji reacted before he knew what was happening. He knew about his father's abuse towards her in the past, and he hadn't been there to stop it. But he was here now. An overwhelming sense of rage took him and he charged at the bearded abuser, no longer seeing his father, catching him in the stomach with his shoulder and knocking him down.

The adrenaline rush was enough to make a dent in the man, but he was able to recover and grabbed the boy, lifting him up and throwing him down into the floor. Shinji tried to stand up, giving Gendo a good opportunity to enforce his wishes.

"I find it difficult to believe you are truly my son!" the commander shouted as he kicked the poor boy hard in the ribs, dropping him down to his stomach.

Ritsuko had shaken off her slap and had raised up as Shinji had tackled the commander. She threw herself onto his back in an attempt to stop him, but only ended up getting tossed towards his desk. She landed hard on the lacquered surface, the momentum carrying her over the side and crashing into the chair behind the desk.

"Stupid witch! I'll deal with you in a minute." he stated as he went back to kicking Shinji in the gut.

He continued this for a full minute, moving along his body, from his arm to his chest, his stomach, and down to his legs.

He paused for a minute to catch his breath.

"Have you learned your place yet, boy!" he shouted as he kicked Shinji onto his back, ready to stomp on his groin.

"Stop It!" Ritsuko shouted, emerging from behind the desk with a 9mm in her hand. She aimed the gun at the cold man and moved to where she was practically between him and Shinji.

The gun under my desk. Let that be a lesson to me. Gendo thought as he casually walked towards him. "Put the gun down Ritsuko. You know you're not going to use it."

"I will. Not get back!" she shouted, her voice wavering a little, her hands shaking.

"I don't think so." he said as he walked up to her, noticing her shaking.

He grabbed it from her fingers with his right and backhanded her across the face with his left. That sent her to the ground next to Shinji. He then leveled his gun at the blond woman. "I think it's time for you to die, you traitorous slut!"

Shinji again found his strength and darted in front of Ritsuko, intent on blocking the bullets path to the blond scientist.

"I won't let you!" Shinji shouted as Ritsuko threw her arms around him.

"Then, goodbye, Shinji."

Gendo pulled the trigger back as hard as he could. The hammer fell and the bullet exploded from the chamber.


Five years later...

"I don't know why you come here every year." the woman said as the man placed a rose on the gravestone.

"To pay my respects." he said to her.

"Respects!" she scoffed. "I still don't know how you can do that. He cared nothing for you."

"I know that. I do this because its right. To reaffirm my faith, and hope."

"Shinji-kun, he was a cruel, heartless, unfeeling, manipulative, genocidal madman. If his gun hadn't been jammed and backfired, it would be you lying in that grave."

"I know, Rits-chan. A strange act of fate saved my life, and took my fathers instead."

Not fate. Good thing I got to that gun before I let Gendo 'take' it from me.

Ritsuko noticed that Shinji had gotten more comfortable calling Gendo his father once again. There was nothing in him that was spiteful, or hateful, or laced with venom. Hate wasn't something that Shinji held on to. Sometimes, she wished she could let it go as well.

It was only one of the many things she loved about him.

It had been five years since that fateful day. Gendo's gun had backfired, the recoiled bullet exploding from the chamber and imbedding itself in his forehead, shattering his glasses at the rim. With Gendo gone of course, the scenario was compromised. SEELE tried to initiate Third Impact, but thanks to Ritsuko giving the UN all the information Gendo had collected on them, their plans were quashed. The Eva's were put into mothballs, NERV was turned back into a research facility it had once been, and both Shinji and Ritsuko had stayed together ever since.

They grew closer after that incident, and a year later, made it official the only way their hearts knew. They had been married for a year now, once Shinji had become of legal age, and were living a good life. The only thing Ritsuko hated, was the reminder of her bastard ex-lover.

"I know you hate coming here with me, Rits-chan." he said as he stepped back so he was standing next to her. "But I'm glad you're here."

She took his hand and held it tightly. "I'm only here for you, Shinji-kun. Not him." she frowned. "There are some things I just can't let go of. Things he's done that I can't stop hating him for." she closed her eyes as tears fell down her face once more.

Shinji turned to the brown-haired woman and pulled her into a warm hug. "I know, Rits-chan. I know." he kissed her cheek softly as he rubbed her back soothingly. A while back she had let her dyed blond hair fade, reverting it back to it's regular brown. Shinji thought she still looked beautiful.

Her arms wrapped around his neck and just held him. Tightly. As if afraid he was going to fade away from her.

She's lost so much in her life. Father gave her nothing but hate. One day she'll be free of that pain, and beyond that I'll still be here for her.

"I'm here, Rits-chan. I'm here. I'm not going to leave you." he whispered softly into her ear.

Ritsuko pulled back and gently caressed Shinji's face with her hands. She kissed his lips softly, but with no less passion. He returned the kiss, savoring her taste. Their lips pressed tighter together as their fervor grew.

God! So different from his father. So kind, and warm, and caring, and patient, and honorable. Young he may be, but I know he's the right one.

"I love you, Shinji-kun."

"And I love you, Rits-chan." he said, nuzzling her nose with his. "Come on. I think we've been here long enough." he whispered.

"You're right, anata. Let's go home."

The pair walked out of the cemetery, holding each other tightly as they did.

All the way home, Ritsuko mused at how consumed by her hatred she would have been, had Shinji not been there for her. It would have driven her insane.

Had Shinji not come into her life when he did, there would be no way of telling where she would have ended up. He was the only stable linchpin in her life. The only real reason she even tried to live. He completed her in ways she didn't know were missing, in ways his own father couldn't compare. Only one of many reasons she loved him like she did.

I think I'll wear that Red Spanish Lace Dress for him tonight. She thought with a sultry smile.


Authors Notes:

I first got the idea to do this fic because there weren't too many ShinjiRitsuko fictions out there, so I figured I give it a shot.

It's not that Ritsuko's a bad person. In a way, she's more like a victim, which was the premise that I used in this story. She and Shinji having something in common that everyone can accept and even sympathize with.

Also, I don't know if retinoid cream, ice and crushed vitamin C actually work for bruises. But I have heard that these help the purple bruising disappear.

The Spanish Lace Dress is a 2 Piece Spanish Rose Lace Long Dress with Satin Ribbon Lace Up the Sides. It includes G-String and is featured on the website (I think that's the right address)

I hope everyone liked this story, and the ending, and I look forward to your reviews.




"So, you prefer Shinji, do you?" Gendo asked.

"Yes, I do." Ritsuko replied.

"May I ask why?"

"Well for one thing, he doesn't use Hand Puppets."

"Do you know how long it took me to sew those?"



"It's been three years, since we were last here," Gendo Ikari said to his son.

Shinji and Gendo were at the graveyard, the young boy kneeling in front of one of the identical grave markers belonging to Yui Ikari, holding a bouquet of flowers.

Shinji placed the flowers right in front of the marker and continued kneeling in front of it.

"I just don't believe that my mom is really resting here. I don't even remember her face." Shinji said.

"Burying memories is man's way of surviving," Gendo said to his son. "But there are some things a man should never forget. Yui taught me that one, irreplaceable thing, Shinji. That is the reason I come here, to confirm that commitment."

Shinji didn't really understand why, but he didn't believe him. He stood up, but he kept his eyes on his mother's grave. "You don't have a picture of her?"

"No photographs. Even this grave is an artifice. Nothing remains."

Shinji sighed. "It's like my teacher said, you cast everything away."

"Everything is kept in my heart. I'm satisfied with that."

They both stared in silence at Yui's grave. The silence was broken when a NERV aircraft came down from the sky, the noise from its jet engines shaking the ground beneath Shinji's feet.

Gendo looked at the aircraft. "Our time is up," he said. "I'm leaving now." He walked towards the landing craft.

"Oh, father?"


Shinji grabs one of the grave markers out of the ground, not his mothers, and uses it like a bat to hammer his father in the stomach.

"This Is For Abandoning Me!"

WHACK! Gendo tumbled to the ground.

"This Is For Not Caring About Me!"

WHAM! To the knees.

"This Is For Killing My Mom!"

BAM! To the right shoulder.

"This Is For Cloning My Mom!"

CRACK! To the right side gut.

"This Is For Using Rei To Trick Me Into Piloting!"

BOOM! To the temple.

"This Is For Sticking Me With A Psycho German Roommate!"

WHAM! To the chest.

"This Is For Screwing Ritsuko..."

CRACK! To the groin.

"And Her Mother!"

WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! To his spine.

Off to the side, the two NERV pilots just watched the beat-down.

"Shouldn't we help him?" the co-pilot said.

"He doesn't pay us enough for that, cheap bastard." the pilot replied as he turned his face away, missing the commander cry like a little girl.

(Gendo bashing at it's best!)



We have captured Commander Gendo Ikari! Give us ten million dollars or we will kill him. the terrorist/kidnapper shouted.

The NERV crew looked at each other with a questioning look. Then they smiled.

"Keep him." Misato said casually.

WHAT? Gendo growled.

"You want ten million for that bastard? That's too much." Asuka grumbled.

"Yeah, we can barely cover the cost of disposing of those dead Angels." Hyuga said.

"Not to mention the repair costs for the city." Aoba said.

"And then there's the payments for the equipment upgrades, and the weapons ammunition, and the media cover ups, power needed to run the Eva's..." Ritsuko said, going over the list on her clipboard.

Look we're serious! We'll kill him! the terrorist said.

"How about we PAY you ten million to kill him?" Ritsuko said.

"Now that's worth the price." Hyuga said.

"Seriously." Aoba said.

"I'll pitch in." Maya cried.

You can't be serious! the terrorist balked.

"He is a rat bastard." Fuyutsuki said.

"A ruthless commander." Misato said.

"A heartless father." Shinji said.

"Lousy in bed." Ritsuko mumbled.

Several eyes averted to the doctor.

"Can we pay in installments?" Rei asked.

Rei? Gendo asked in shock.

Installments? the terrorist asked.

"Yeah. We'll give you a million dollars right now, and you mail us back something of his. A foot, or a hand, maybe." Ritsuko explained.

"And can we have a video tape of you doing the cutting?" Asuka asked.

I thought we were supposed to be making demands of them? a second terrorist asked.

Man, they really must hate this guy. a third terrorist said.

Yeah, we should have captured The Third Child, or one of the computer techs.

I am the Commander of NERV! Gendo shouted.

"Oh, sorry, commander, there's an Angel approaching. We'll get back to you, hold on to him!" Misato said as the screen went dead.

Suddenly, the screen came back up. It was Rei.

"Oh, and commander? You should know...I am boffing your son. Bye." the albino said as she shut off the screen.

Only the terrorists were able to hear the wailing screams of the man everyone 'once' feared as the screen went dead.