It had been Misato’s stated intention to “make a man out of him”. Now that he was away from her, now that he was rehydrated, now that he was actually able to think for a minute without that impossibly hot woman wrapping her legs around his waist and riding him into blissful oblivion, Shinji could pretty much conclude that she had succeeded. Sure, he was already eighteen, therefore legally an adult already, but… Damn if that experience last night hadn’t been that final step towards adulthood.
Don’t get him wrong. He’d had sex before. Just last week he’d had more sex than some would-be casanovas get in a year, and that was discounting last night which would probably double or triple the amount because of that damned insatiable, tireless woman with a bottomless pit of stamina and energy and how on earth could one woman be that - But that was not the point.
The point was that Shinji had finally, in a sense, grown up. But he felt a little bit more… discerning. Like, say… The girls in class with him were cute and all and he was still a great big pervert. But he had a little more perspective now. It was like his perversion had, in a strange way, mutated. Transformed. Changed in a way he could never expect. He didn’t just wanna have sex with any of these girls. He didn’t want to have any more sex for the rest of the day right now, actually. He kind of wanted to hang out with them for a little bit. Get to know them a little better. And while he was at it, he wanted to figure out something that was starting to make him curious…
“Hi there,” one of the girls in particular said, freckle faced, brown hair, two cute pigtails. “Hikari Horaki! Class president. As class president, it is my sworn duty to ensure you integrate into class smoothly and effectively. Please, feel free to tell us a little bit about yourself, Mister Ikari!”
Stern. Strict. To the letter of the rules. Getting a read on her was pretty easy. Shinji smiled to himself. The perfect test subject had appeared before him, without him even asking.
“Well,” he said, rising to his feet and resting a hand on her breast as casually as a handshake. Not bad. Not as nice as Misato, but very nice nonetheless. “I’m a complete pervert that likes to pretend to be shy to make girls like him, then I rock their worlds in a way they will never experience again.”
Hikari twitched a little bit nervously, while the other girls all sort of… Giggled a little bit like he’d told a funny joke. “Please, Mister Ikari,” Hikari said. She gently removed his hand from her breast, but without any real feeling behind it. Sort of like she was casually removing someone from her personal space. “Take this a little more seriously. How are we supposed to get to know you better if you joke around like that?”
“You mean, you don’t think I’m a pervert?” Shinji asked, placing his other hand on her other breast.
“Well, of course not.” Hikari replied, again removing his hand with a distinct lack of passion or annoyance. “I think you’re a nice, shy boy with a strange sense of humour.”
“I see,” Shinji slowly said. Fascinating. He wasn’t really much of a scientific sort himself, but… He tapped his chin and started to walk around the room, deep in thought. “So… If I did something like, for example -”
His hand suddenly swung down and landed firmly on Hikari’s rear end, and he even gave her buttock a bit of a squeeze.
“Spank your… Rather firmer than I expected ass, do you work out? No, wait… I mean, this doesn’t strike you as perverted at all?”
“Not really,” Hikari said, stepping and turning neatly out of his grip.
“What about the rest of you?” Shinji asked. “Was that a perverted thing to do?” Not a single nod of the head. <i>Fascinating.</i> “And if anyone else did that?”
“Well… Yes, that would be perverted, obviously!” Hikari impatiently stated. “Did you have a point you wanted to make, or - Oh, I see! Now I understand!”
“… Understand what?”
“You’re trying to illustrate the kind of person you are not by indulging in extreme hypotheticals in the opposite direction, creating a stark juxtaposition that will further allow the class to quickly identify your typical personality traits and therefore inviting us to draw you out of your shell. I’m sorry for putting you on the spot like this! It must be so embarassing for such a shy boy like yourself. As class president, I feel ashamed of my rash actions and apologise again for not thinking of your needs.”
Fascinating was no longer the word. It was like an N2 mine had gone off inside his head. He always felt it weird how easily he could get away with being blatantly perverted, and Misato’s behaviour the night before… Shinji stared at his hands. This power! He could get away with anything and nobody would ever think of him as a pervert. Literally anything. It was like he projected some sort of effect on people making them leap to absolutely any conclusion but that he was a pervert! Amazing!
“I must only use this power for good,” Shinji idly mumbled, though he did have to wonder exactly how one would go about using this power for good. Especially since he had been using it to get laid on a pretty regular basis. “Excuse me… I need to think about things a little. It was nice meeting you all.”
“Man, he’s so cute and nice!” he heard one girl whisper while leaving the room.
“Mm, I know!” another whispered back. “I wonder what it would take to get him to notice me?”
Sorry, ladies. Right now he was off limits. No more girls for the time being. He had a nymphomaniac bodyguard at home already as well as a lot of things on his mind all of a sudden, and that wasn’t even taking into consideration the details regarding -
“Pilot Ikari.”
Regarding his new status as big damn hero. Shinji turned around, and to his surprise felt his cock stiffen a little bit in his trousers at the sight of Rei Ayanami standing before him. Well. Maybe he could make an exception for a fellow pilot….
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Try to imagine what it’s like being in charge of NERV-03, the base of operations found within Germany. To begin with, he often felt as though nobody ever knew his name because he was so unimportant. Sort of like a puppet with his strings tied off towards numerous masters hiding in the shadows, a commander in name only that truthfully answered to certain old men and Gendo Ikari, who were all manipulative bastards and thus had ensured that the persons in charge of the other NERV bases would always, always toe the line and didn’t have the courage to speak above a whisper unless first directed otherwise.
“I really have to insist! Surely for something as important as saving the human race, we should absolutely take advantage of any opportunity we are given!”
Then on top of that, imagine having to deal with a young woman called Asuka. Every day. She by herself justified his ridiculously high paycheck, and come to think of it Kaji was due another raise for having to put up with her even more than he did.
“Now, Asuka,” he began, picking his words very very carefully. Asuka was many things. A brilliant pilot and a pain in the ass being two of the more obvious traits, but she was also one of the smartest people he had met. Ever. Top five easily. Arguing with her was like bringing a drawing pin to a gunfight most of the time. “It would hardly be sensible to send you half way across the planet. You and Unit 02 are our only defense should the Angels attack within Europe. We have no way of knowing if, when or where another Angel may arise. That is why we must be vigilant -”
“You weren’t listening to me then,” Asuka said, folding her arms triumphantly and staring him right in the eyes. Unblinking. As if reading his thoughts. Now, wasn’t that a scary piece of imagery? Asuka, able to read minds? It might make some of her decisions seem less like amazing pieces of intuition and more like - No, no. If that was the case then she would certainly be doing other things with the information. Like hacking into their computer systems for fun (which, by the way, she had) or using the knowledge within his mind to blackmail him into doing whatever she wanted (which she really didn’t need to do because she could typically wrap him around her little finger anyway). “I don’t want to <i>go</i> to Japan. Idiot. Of course I’m aware the Angels could attack here any time! We have a little thing called the Internet these days? You know! Instant messaging, emails, vid chats? Why would I have to go to Japan to talk with him when I could, you know, talk with him without either of us leaving the front door?”
Ah. Well. That was not something he was quite ready for. NERV 03’s commander opened his mouth in an attempt to answer, found no words to give to her, and then slumped a little in his desk. “I shall send a message to Commander Ikari to request his permission.”
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Easy. Too easy! Asuka pulled out a dress and pressed it against her body, imagined what it looked like and then tossed it onto the “maybe” pile. That commander was such a wuss, never fought her on anything worth fighting on. She was practically in charge herself these days! Ohohoho!
Now. It was a nuisance but she couldn’t justify moving to Japan quite yet. Not while there was a chance the Angels might show up in Europe. Nothing she could possibly say would justify that move. Yet. But! But! But! Promoting an exchange of knowledge and experience between active pilots? The opportunity to give advice and learn from one another? Yes, please! Why, she might even be able to get access to some of the information she wanted much, much sooner. Problem with being a genius sometimes. When you want to get that extra piece of data and you have to wait for it, that wait will just gnaw your soul raw, raw, raw!
Which meant a small change in plans, obviously. They would be watching their chats like a hawk. Naturally. Which is why she was going to have an extra piece of software thrown together to give them a little bit of privacy without anyone else ever knowing it. She’d work her magic, draw out as much data as she could, then set him up so that when they did meet in person?
Asuka smirked to herself while holding up a cute pleated skirt. He wouldn’t be able to resist her. Shinji Ikari would be putty in her hands in no time flat!
- While preparing for the talk, Asuka finds a weird old word processor.
- Misato finds the word processor instead. And is drunk.
- Shinji falls back into his old routine with Rei, and starts seducing her.
- Shinji decides not to seduce her, but finds that Rei is seducing him instead.
- Something else
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