Sunday, 23 June 2019

Story: NGE Ouroboros


This might come as a surprise, but Rei Ayanami was not one of a kind. No, no. Not the Dummy Plugs. I mean that there was another being like her. A mixture of human and Angel, one in between worlds, who was just as fascinated by humanity and yet failed to truly understand it. A young boy who was not meant to show up anywhere near the present.

Ah, do forgive, but 'present' in this case is a little bit confusing. What is meant by this is simply that he should not have showed up for quite some months yet for one time frame and should already be dead within the other. Still. Kaworu Nagisa could not help but be fascinated by this unexpected turn of events. It was quite... enthralling. The world, the flow of reality, it had changed. By an unknown hand, fate had been undone and future and present had collided.

How, you may wonder, did he know of such a thing? Why, he was after all Adam, or at least a part of the being referred to as the First Angel. His duty was to rewrite the world, to change it so that it could become a home for his kin. But more than that, he knew how this tale would end, knew already the final chapter and that he couldn’t bring himself to kill a certain boy, even if doing so may very well break his heart even more.

As such, he was sneaking towards the accursed Geofront making good use of his mastery of AT Fields to hover slightly above the ground. No footsteps, you see, and it let him move much quicker through the various layers of security that were currently focused on the Angel attack that had just happened.

Compared to that behemoth whoever would pay attention to a small threat like him? Nobody that would live past the next minute, that's who.

So here he was, curiously looking through the final line of defense for humanity. Filled with the greatest technological miracles created by man, and holding a small army worth of personnel. There were many secrets in this place that could make anyone that understood their value a rich man with ease. Yet, in a lot of ways he knew exactly what to expect, that is until he reached the kitchen.

To say that this sight went against his every expectation would be a colossal understatement.

"Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop." That was Rei, standing at a kitchen counter, cutting some form of vegetable. She appeared to be wearing a bikini modelled after her plugsuit. It didn't cover much, not that her plugsuit left much to the imagination anyway.

"Stir. Stir. Stir. Stir." That was another Rei, wearing much the same kind of outfit. She was stirring something in a pot, and... Kaworu decided against cataloguing the rest of them. What matters is that there were a half dozen Reis in all, wearing the same outfit, all engaged in some form of cooking activity in a rather spacious kitchen.

"Greetings," another Rei said. She bowed to him. Kaworu noted that she had the usual cold seeming monotone in her voice. "Is Master Ikari expecting you?"

Kaworu closed his eyes and extended his senses out. Aha. So that's what was going on? Interesting.

"This is a pocket reality," he said.

He looked backwards, noting the barely perceptible distortion in the air where the hallway turned a corner. A normal person would have just walked on without even noticing this artificial reality, but he had created an opening and walked inside without even noticing it.

Fascinating. Now, as for that remark about 'Master Ikari'.

"Which version of Shinji Ikari are you asking about?" Kaworu asked, giving a smile to the pretty maid, who blushed faintly at the sound of his name. Fascinating! No other sense of emotion at all, but definitely a hint of arousal. "Past or Future?" He considered a moment. "Junior or Senior? If Senior, then - " No, bad idea. Senior would know he was an Angel and might panic. "No, he would definitely not be expecting me. I am here to speak with Shinji Ikari Jr - the one that has not yet entered Unit 01"

Treading carefully was the best move. Even he didn't know for certain what was going on around here, so the wrong move could be like lighting a match in a room full of dynamite. Although he was supposed to put an end to the age of humanity, he did not wish to start an unnecessary conflict here. Not before he was ready for it.

"Oh, don't give me that innocent act! Me, suddenly appearing here out of nowhere dressed in this ridiculous outfit? Pull the other one!"

He blinked in surprise at the sudden transition from here to there. And then took in the sight of Asuka Langley Soryu wearing a bright red bunnysuit, trying her best to cover herself up while Shinji tried and failed to not look at her with lustful intent. Shy and antisocial he may be, but it didn’t change that he was a young man in the middle of puberty.

"Ah, I don't even know your name!" Shinji protested, looking all the world like a boy who had never touched a girl before. Largely because he was, in point of fact, a boy who had never touched a girl before.

"Well, in that case you have the fortune of being in the presence of the one, the only, the great Asuka Langley-Sohryu! So? Are you going to fill me in on what is going on here, or do I have to choke a bitch?"

"Ah, pardon me!" Kaworu called out, and for his trouble Asuka whirled around and slapped her hand right into his AT Field. She recoiled, landed in Shinji's lap and let out a silent scream as it probably felt like she'd slapped a brick wall. The poor girl hadn't even noticed Shinji trying really, really hard to not enjoy the experience.

“My apologies, I forgot to turn off my AT field. It is something of a reflex.” Kaworu said, not showing the slightest hint of distress at the redhead trying to slap him in the face. Oh, how adorkable these two were. In all honesty if Kaworu couldn't have Shinji then his preference would definitely be for a three way relationship with the two girls. They rather complimented each other's psychological trauma, and all together just about made a healthy coherent mind.

“A guest! A guest!” Half a dozen more Rei spoke out in a strangely enthusiastic monotone. One of them grabbed hold of him and pulled him over to a large table covered in vegetarian cuisine. “We have food!”

"You certainly do," Kaworu said. "Do please pardon my intrusion, but I have come to investigate this strange and unusual event." He smiled, and it was rather cute the way that Shinji's breath hitched on seeing it. Reminded him of that one time... "It seems as though something has broken the space-time continuum, and I was rather hoping you might have some insight into it? If not, then we can cooperate to find the cause and fix things before they get too... difficult to manage."

One point in particular of concern. Based on what he'd seen so far, this was not 'Asuka Senior' but rather 'Asuka Junior'. That rather presented a thorny problem. If Asuka and Shinji Junior was here, then where were Asuka and Shinji Senior?

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It's important to note that Shinji Ikari had never in his life done anything with a girl before. Had he looked? Sure. What boy his age hadn't looked? Touching is another matter.

"Praise me! Praise me! Praise me!"

Throw onto that his complicated relationship with Asuka and - well, he wasn't entirely sure what to do with this. Especially troublesome since the last time he'd seen her, he'd kind of sort of jerked it to her comatose body. He really was never going to live that down, wasn’t he?

Some part of him wondered if this counted as a date. Having an almost naked Asuka holding onto him and trying to feed him various foodstuff even as Rei clones scurried around them to bring anything they wanted.

Literally anything, Asuka had asked for some obscure german appetizer and one of them had vanished for a few seconds before popping back with what she wanted.a

"Praise me!" Asuka insisted in between kisses on his jawline. "Praise me! Praise me!"

"Y-You did good, Asuka!" Shinji nervously said. Apparently this wasn't quite good enough. As her hands grabbed his, fingers interlocked and lifted them up above his head. Eek! Th-This was scarier than any Angel. Ah! And - And Rei was unzipping her from behind, making her bigger than usual breasts spill right on out in front of his unbelieving eyes.

"Praise me again," Asuka said. Rei then stuck a fork in her mouth. Asuka made a noise that would keep Shinji up at night for weeks to come, he was certain of it. "More praise! Tell me how good I am. Tell me how beautiful I am."

“Y-your breasts are beautiful, and you are the smartest girl I know, having a doctorate at our age is incredible.” Huh, he was starting to get the hang of this praising her thing. He could get used to this if it led to hard cherry like nipples pressing against him. Not to mention, Asuka all but purring like an oversized cat at his compliments had a certain charm to it.

"Is everything to your liking?" Rei asked. Hold on a second. Rei... There was more than one Rei walking about wasn't there? He was pretty sure he'd seen more than one serving them food and stuff right now.

"No," Shinji said. "Um... Could you all wear differently coloured bunnysuits so I can tell you apart?"

"Yes, Master!" the Reis all said in unison. And, holy balls, that was a lot of Reis. They'd all popped in from out of nowhere, and he was sure there was enough to fill a baseball stadium. That is, not just sit in every seat but stand out on the field and have approximately one Rei per square foot. In any event, they all suddenly had differently coloured bunnysuits, though the difference between a few of them was extremely slight.

"Um... you can use different patterns or designs to make it easier?" Shinji suggested. And so they shifted once again. Some had plain colours, others had stripes, others spots. Fortunately that seemed about enough since they could vary the combinations of colours, but -

What the hell was he thinking about at a time like this, this was no time to gawk at the endless sea of sexy Reis wearing multicolored sexy bunnygirl outfits as they walked about serving him while Asuka sat in his lap bare chested and frisky.

...

What was he thinking about again? Oh yeah. He needed to work out what was going on around here. Shame he wasn't nearly smart enough to do that... But he knew one person who was.

"Praise me," Asuka said again. "Mmm... Shinji, praise me again! Ignore those dolls and focus on praising me."

"Sure," Shinji said. "You're easily the smartest person I know. So... Uh... Maybe you could figure out what's going on around here? That would <I>really</i> impress me, you know."

It wasn't like him to be that manipulative, but he had learned quite a bit over the last few months. The light seemed to return to Asuka's eyes, and she got this really weird but pretty smile on her face. Then she stood up, cracked her knuckles, turned around and put her hands on her hips.

"Alright, you slutty dolls! Asuka Langley-Sohryu is here to sort you out!"

"Maybe that wasn't such a smart idea after all...?" Shinji pondered.

“Yes Ma’am, how can we help you?” One of the Rei suddenly appeared directly in front of Asuka, saluting ike she was in the military. It caused her rather impressive chest to bounce once, then twice and actually it just kept going in a rather distracting manner.

"Well, I want answers for one thing!"

"How did you make my boobs so much bigger?" Asuka demanded.

"AT Field manipulation," Rei answered.

"Alright! Next question!" Asuka sniffed. "How do I get Mister Spineless over there to quit fucking around and start fucking <i>me</i>?"

Wait what run that by him again he was pretty sure he had misunderstood what she'd just -

"Like this, ma'am," Rei said, walking past Asuka and towards Shinji. She leaned over him with her pretty, emotionless face coming very close to his and then - Well, Shinji was going to gain a lot more experience with girls in very short order than he might be expecting.


  1. Kaworu cooperates with Asuka and Shinji Jr to escape the pocket dimension, so they can investigate what is going on.
  2. Asuka and Shinji Sr have some fun in their pocket dimension.
  3. The Misatos interrupt the fun and drag everyone back out to face the music.
  4. The Gendos get things under control in short order.
  5. Something else

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