RE: [Rise from the Dead] New Perspective Evangelion 14.
09-13-2017, 04:42 PM (This post was last modified: 05-20-2019, 04:52 PM by Dartz.)
09-13-2017, 04:42 PM (This post was last modified: 05-20-2019, 04:52 PM by Dartz.)
....... Not dead. Just proof that we're still around
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The girl I was stared back through the mirror.
The man I had been drifted like fog in the back of my mind, weighing on her shoulders.
He walked with her, to arrive at me – the girl with two minds, staring at her own reflection in the mirror. Different from both.
So someone completely unique now.
Misato’s little game of princess maker had produced a result, for better or worse.
That woman destroyed my self identity and allowed something else to form in its place because she needed a functioning pilot, not one with serious identity issues.
So she picked the obvious one. For better or worse. And that’s who I became.
Confident. Comfortable. Fit. Attractive. Dare I say it, even a little bit sexy….
--
Ayanami snored beside me. The true reality of sleeping with Rei Ayanami had nothing on the fantasy. Not that I cared too much for the fantasy anymore.
Not even a little.
“Noriko?”
Asuka’s voice proved I wasn’t the only one being kept awake
“Uh?”
“Did you really confess to Shinji?”
My body cringed. I tried to gauge how she felt
“Unh,”
“Did you kiss him,” she pushed.
She lay with her back to me, her blankets pulled across her body to bare her back.
My tongue licked my lips, capturing the memory of the taste.
“Yes.”
She breathed.
“What was it like?”
My body shuddered.
“My first,” I answered. “He tasted nice,”
“So you two…..”
“We’re not.” I shot her down.
“Why?” she asked after a moment
“He likes someone else,” I answered.
I heard her rustle in her bedsheets as she turned over. Blue eyes stared at me.
“Who?”
A snore split the air between us. My eyes looked at the source
“I see….” Asuka answered in a flat voice. Her bedsheets rustled again as she turned away from me. “They suit each other.”
I said nothing.
Rei stopped snoring.
My arms embraced Shinji’s pillow, my body curling around it.
Strictly a comfort thing now. Nothing else.
--
I woke with Shinji in my arms.
Indulging in the fantasy for a few seconds, I pulled the body closer, feeling it crush against my chest. My legs wrapped themselves around it, along with my arms. The fantasy collapsed as my lips met sweaty fabric.
Oh well.
Eventually I’d grow up and find someone else.
The enormity of what that led to sent a little thrill of terror up my spine.
And brought a smile to my lips.
“It’s just a pillow,”
My eyes turned to see Asuka standing in the door.
“It’s comfy,”
“It makes you look like one of those body-pillow creeps.”
“It’s comfy,” I said again, recalling the Shinji dakimakura’s I’d seen online in another life. Plugsuit Shinji. Uniform Shinji. My eyes turned towards the girl in the door, and the bewildered expression on her face.
“I’m just glad I can be normal is all.”
Her jaw slacked open.
But I couldn’t expect her to truly understand, could I? Her bed creaked as she sat down. She drew a breath. I braced myself.
“The first likes him too,”
She might aswell have been announcing her surrender. I rolled over. She’d already stood up.
"Wait,"
She stopped, standing with her legs planted apart, looking back at me over her shoulder.
“How’d you figure it out,” I asked
“It’s obvious to anyone smart,” she answered. “Of course those two idiots are too dense to ever realise themselves so there’s still a chance to get in his pants and make your move now.”
“I made my choice,” I demurred
“A stupid one,”
“I have my pillow. And my fingers,” I grinned, showing them to her, hooking them over.
“That woman has ruined you.”
I lay my head back down on the pillow, far more aware of my body and what it was touching than I had been for days. “It’s because of her I can be normal…”
“It’s normal do it after everyone’s asleep or before they wake up,” she huffed. “Somebody needs something,”
I sat up, blinking.
“Are you trying to set me up?”
“Idiot,” she sneered at me. “I’m just sick of being woken up by all the perverts in this house.” Her voice carried true, stinging venom “At least together the two of you will have to get a love hotel or something.”
Her voice hung in the air as she turned on her heel and left, slamming the door behind.
I thought she's just figured out she came third in a race she hadn't realised she was running. To someone who’d just told her she hadn’t any interest in racing anyway, and Rei Ayanami.
The green eyed monster had been unleashed.
My body curled up under the sheets. It’s not my fault. I had every right to be interested in Shinji. It was only normal, after all. We lived in the same house. He had a nice body, a warm personality. He could be kind. He could be strong.
And I’d learned my lesson about saying never.
Maybe this was just what it felt like to be a teenage girl facing her first crush with no real idea what she was supposed to do about it.
Well, not entirely no idea…
I knew what my first girlfriend did for me.
My mind dithered. My toes clenched around my bedsheets. My mind wandered to teenage places before I pulled it back to reality. My morning run would clear my head.
---
-----
The girl I was stared back through the mirror.
The man I had been drifted like fog in the back of my mind, weighing on her shoulders.
He walked with her, to arrive at me – the girl with two minds, staring at her own reflection in the mirror. Different from both.
So someone completely unique now.
Misato’s little game of princess maker had produced a result, for better or worse.
That woman destroyed my self identity and allowed something else to form in its place because she needed a functioning pilot, not one with serious identity issues.
So she picked the obvious one. For better or worse. And that’s who I became.
Confident. Comfortable. Fit. Attractive. Dare I say it, even a little bit sexy….
--
Ayanami snored beside me. The true reality of sleeping with Rei Ayanami had nothing on the fantasy. Not that I cared too much for the fantasy anymore.
Not even a little.
“Noriko?”
Asuka’s voice proved I wasn’t the only one being kept awake
“Uh?”
“Did you really confess to Shinji?”
My body cringed. I tried to gauge how she felt
“Unh,”
“Did you kiss him,” she pushed.
She lay with her back to me, her blankets pulled across her body to bare her back.
My tongue licked my lips, capturing the memory of the taste.
“Yes.”
She breathed.
“What was it like?”
My body shuddered.
“My first,” I answered. “He tasted nice,”
“So you two…..”
“We’re not.” I shot her down.
“Why?” she asked after a moment
“He likes someone else,” I answered.
I heard her rustle in her bedsheets as she turned over. Blue eyes stared at me.
“Who?”
A snore split the air between us. My eyes looked at the source
“I see….” Asuka answered in a flat voice. Her bedsheets rustled again as she turned away from me. “They suit each other.”
I said nothing.
Rei stopped snoring.
My arms embraced Shinji’s pillow, my body curling around it.
Strictly a comfort thing now. Nothing else.
--
I woke with Shinji in my arms.
Indulging in the fantasy for a few seconds, I pulled the body closer, feeling it crush against my chest. My legs wrapped themselves around it, along with my arms. The fantasy collapsed as my lips met sweaty fabric.
Oh well.
Eventually I’d grow up and find someone else.
The enormity of what that led to sent a little thrill of terror up my spine.
And brought a smile to my lips.
“It’s just a pillow,”
My eyes turned to see Asuka standing in the door.
“It’s comfy,”
“It makes you look like one of those body-pillow creeps.”
“It’s comfy,” I said again, recalling the Shinji dakimakura’s I’d seen online in another life. Plugsuit Shinji. Uniform Shinji. My eyes turned towards the girl in the door, and the bewildered expression on her face.
“I’m just glad I can be normal is all.”
Her jaw slacked open.
But I couldn’t expect her to truly understand, could I? Her bed creaked as she sat down. She drew a breath. I braced myself.
“The first likes him too,”
She might aswell have been announcing her surrender. I rolled over. She’d already stood up.
"Wait,"
She stopped, standing with her legs planted apart, looking back at me over her shoulder.
“How’d you figure it out,” I asked
“It’s obvious to anyone smart,” she answered. “Of course those two idiots are too dense to ever realise themselves so there’s still a chance to get in his pants and make your move now.”
“I made my choice,” I demurred
“A stupid one,”
“I have my pillow. And my fingers,” I grinned, showing them to her, hooking them over.
“That woman has ruined you.”
I lay my head back down on the pillow, far more aware of my body and what it was touching than I had been for days. “It’s because of her I can be normal…”
“It’s normal do it after everyone’s asleep or before they wake up,” she huffed. “Somebody needs something,”
I sat up, blinking.
“Are you trying to set me up?”
“Idiot,” she sneered at me. “I’m just sick of being woken up by all the perverts in this house.” Her voice carried true, stinging venom “At least together the two of you will have to get a love hotel or something.”
Her voice hung in the air as she turned on her heel and left, slamming the door behind.
I thought she's just figured out she came third in a race she hadn't realised she was running. To someone who’d just told her she hadn’t any interest in racing anyway, and Rei Ayanami.
The green eyed monster had been unleashed.
My body curled up under the sheets. It’s not my fault. I had every right to be interested in Shinji. It was only normal, after all. We lived in the same house. He had a nice body, a warm personality. He could be kind. He could be strong.
And I’d learned my lesson about saying never.
Maybe this was just what it felt like to be a teenage girl facing her first crush with no real idea what she was supposed to do about it.
Well, not entirely no idea…
I knew what my first girlfriend did for me.
My mind dithered. My toes clenched around my bedsheets. My mind wandered to teenage places before I pulled it back to reality. My morning run would clear my head.
---
Oh sweet meteor of death
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.