Nightshift

Nightshift
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The concept of the word home was one that, while some couldn’t exactly put it into words, that mostly everyone understood. Home was much more than important, it was vital to one’s being. The place one returned to after that hard day of work, a haven that warmly received those that occupied its walls, and a place to come to when it was nowhere else to go.

Shinji loosened his tie as he stepped through the front door of the small apartment. The idea of it’s no place like home wasn’t lost to the ex-pilot as he searched the rooms for signs of life.

The well dressed man sighed, “She could at least cook every once in a while…”

His job wasn’t hard so to speak, it was just dull… It was a bland office job where he organized documents and took calls for his superiors. Shinji scratched his inky black hair and opened the refrigerator, “At least it’s better than Eva…”

Just by uttering the word, a flood of memories overtook his mind. Memories of defeating Angels with nothing but a progressive knife and a battle cry, making friends with his classmates and co-workers, and barely surviving the invasion of NERV.

Shinji sighed and closed the near empty refrigerator before he took a seat at the small round table located in the kitchen. It was difficult moving on after that, but because of those experiences he was no longer the shy, timid schoolboy. At the age of twenty-two, he was a handsome, serious young man who merely kept to himself.

“Heya Shinji! Welcome back!” His roommate yelled as she wrapped her arm around his tired frame.

Shinji eased out of the comfort of the chair, “Misato, you’re drunk… again.”

She stood in front of the boy scantly dressed in a tight T-shirt with some pretty tight denim shorts both of which displayed her splendid figure. Her wide smile only accentuated her appearance as she got off balance and half fell into Shinji causing her short purple hair to bounce.

The raven haired beauty didn’t fair as well as her roommate after the invasion. In being the only two who survived, something in her just snapped. She refused to go out, to talk, or even eat for a long period of time.

Thankfully, Shinji dedicated himself to helping her get better and managed to get the old Misato back. Although, it wasn’t easy… having someone with him was certainly worth it even if she was a hassle sometimes.

His roommate chuckled as she pushed herself off him, “Ah, come on Shinji… Just have a few since you just got back from work.” Misato begged as she forced a half empty bottle into his chest causing some of the contents to spill out.

Shinji sighed, “You know I don’t drink Misato.”

“Your lost Shinji.” Misato said as she slipped back into her room.

Shinji unbuttoned and took off his dress shirt as he stepped into his room. Besides the humble amount of light offered by the lamp stationed on top of his desk, the room almost seemed to have a somber mood to it.

The grey walls didn’t exactly help to make the room light-hearted and the dusty cello case in the corner of the room only severed as a reminder of childhood the boy had. Shinji fell backwards onto his bed and grumbled as he remembered that he would be going back to work within a few hours.

“I wish I could just go to sleep…” He yawned as he relaxed if it was only going to be for a few hours.

His weary eyes snapped open as his door slide back open, “Hey Shinji…”

“You already greeted me Misato,” The boy narrowed his eyes after he breathed out the comment, “Or are you too drunk to remember?”

Shinji avoided the can that was thrown in his direction, “Be serious for a moment Shinji. Don’t you know what today is?”

“Monday…?”

The downcast look on her face told him otherwise, “Nevermind…”

Curious and also bothered by her expression, Shinji got up, “I’m sorry Misato. What is it? Anniversary of something, a holiday I’m forgetting, or what?”

Misato shifted her weight, “Well… I guess you can say that it is the anniversary of something.”

He sat back down on the edge of his bed and Misato joined him. After a few minutes of thinking he snapped his fingers and opened his mouth, “It’s your birthday Misato! I’m sorry really. I didn’t forget I just forgot what today was.”

He turned to his roommate to find her blushing but rather it was because of the mention of something special to her or because of the beer was unknown however. Shinji blushed a bit as well and scratched the back of his head, “This is so sudden Misato… I didn’t even get you anything.”

“It’s not big or anything… I just wanted to know if we could have dinner together or something. Talk about the past and stuff.”

Shinji took a look at his watch, “Misato I have to go back to work in a while…”

“Oh, it’s alright Shinji.” Misato smiled.

He honestly felt bad but work was work…

Shinji looked at Misato and matched an empty smile for an empty smile, “I’ll make it up to you I swear.”

With that, Misato left the room and Shinji laid down to get what little rest he could before returning to his second shift.

~*~

“Hey Matsuki, can you stop day dreaming and actually get some work done!”

The yelling of his boss snapped Shinji back into the world and caused him to resume typing. He had to admit that he wasn’t at all used to being called by his false last name but that wasn’t the reason he was half paying attention to his job.

He wasn’t even day dreaming, he was just watching the clock that hung on the wall opposite him. Every tick of the hand meant that the time when he could leave was coming closer.

Shinji felt stupid… and not for the first time today.

All Misato asked him for was dinner and he refused in order come to here. He didn’t really pay much mind to it until he actually got here.

Work was only a source of income.

He didn’t enjoy sitting at a small desk in an uncomfortable chair and saving information that was completely useless and unimportant to him. His co-workers didn’t give a damn about him or his situation. He was just another face... another guy getting a paycheck.

But at home, it was someone who really cared. There was someone who made him into who he was today waiting for him.

“Damnit Matsuki!” Shinji’s supervisor slammed his hands on the desk and Shinji calmly looked up at the middle aged man.

She rarely asked for stuff and, when she did, it was to benefit both of them. It was already late but he said he would make it up to her and he would. Leaving her alone like that made him feel so… terrible. It almost made him sick to his stomach remembering how he casually agreed to leave her alone on her birthday.

‘Wait…’ Shinji thought as he started to rise out of his seat.

“I’m sick. I’m going home.” He stated as he grabbed his jacket.

~*~

Dark…

The apartment was always dark but this was the first time it felt so tense inside. With every step, it felt like he was cutting through the heavy atmosphere that got heavier the closer he got to the closed door of his roommate.

He announced his presence with a soft knock and slide her door open, “Misato…?”

Shinji quietly stepped across the empty cans towards the side of her bed, “Misato, are you awake?” He softly asked not wanting to awake her if she was.

Silence…

Just as quietly as he entered, Shinji prepared to exit until he felt something on his wrist. After noticing it was a hand, he turned back to Misato who was lying on her side and staring at him.

“You’re back early,” She said with her voice cracking a bit.

“Yea,” He started to loosen his tie already prepared to deal with an upset Misato if he had to, “I kind of left early… started wondering if you were hungry or something.”

Even in the darkness, the blush on her face was apparent. She slide to the side of the bed and dangled her feet on the end, “You were worried about me?”

Shinji gulped when he noticed that she was only wearing a dress shirt to sleep in… his dress shirt as a matter of fact. Upon noticing his line of sight, she laughed a bit, “I was kind of lonely so…”

He promptly turned away to prevent from staring and to also hide his blush, “I’ll go out and get us something to-“

He was interrupted by the tug on his wrist and was reminded that she was still holding him…

“Misato…” He whispered as he noticed her looking down.

She didn’t bother to look up at him, “Shinji you promised you’d make it up.”

“I know and I will. Did you want me to do something else? I know it’s late so we’ll have to do something-“

“I want you to stay with me tonight.” She voiced as she cut him off.

“No,” Shinji firmly said, “Misato you’re drunk.” He seriously stated with not a sign of amusement in his voice.

“So!?” She yelled as she turned to him, “You didn’t care back then!”

The foggy memories of his guardian slipping into his room came to mind as she mentioned the fact. It wasn't hard to remember the frequent times Misato got on his bed given that it was the only exprience he ever had with any female. Even now, the feelings of being that close to her were fresh despite the time that passed.

He looked at the hold she had on his wrist, “It… It was different back then Misato.”

“It’s because of Asuka isn’t it?”

Shinji cleared his throat, “W-what does she has to do with this?”

Asuka…

He still remembered the hatred that single sky blue eye held as it stared at him as she walked away…

Misato grip got tighter as she looked up at Shinji, “It’s because of her isn’t it? It’s because of her that you never wanted to be together with me... You're helping me because I helped you.”

“It’s not like that at all Misato," Shinji sighed, "Asuka…”

“I fucking hate you.”

“Asuka is just a friend and you too Misato… You’re my best friend.” He whispered, the last part becoming difficult to say because they were more than that.

It wasn't because of the age difference or the fact that he was taking care of her. It was because Misato deserved better. She deserved better than a guy who barely find time for her because he was so caught up in working at a place he didn't even like.

With a show of force, she pulled Shinji onto the bed and rolled on top of him, With the primal look in her eyes saying she wouldn’t be denied, she pined him on the bed and lowered her face closer to Shinji’s, "You promised."

Holding his arms down by the wrist, Misato hesitated for a while as she looked into the dark blue eyes that belonged to the boy under her. She watched him turned his head to the side and stare at the wall.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the side of his exposed neck causing him to shiver. Misato ignored that and started to plant soft kisses along the line of saliva that was left by her tongue.

The boy under her didn’t react when she released his wrist and placed her palms on the side of his face causing their eyes to meet again. Shinji just didn’t know… She needed this. It was only him who submitted to her like this. It was always the men who wanted to take control, but it was only Shinji that was different.

He was passive.

Misato almost playfully brushed her lips across Shinji’s. Suddenly, she forced her mouth on his and, like always, wasn’t met with any resistance. The submission of her roommate excited her as she twirled her tongue around in his mouth but she wasn’t content with just this.

The sloppy kiss was broke just as fast as it was initiated and Misato started to unbutton the shirt. As she flung the shirt across the room, her large breasts became even more apparent as they bounced slightly with the motion.

Misato looked down on the Shinji who returned to looking at the wall. She placed both of her hands on his and led it to her breast. Once again the boy under her fell under her glare, “You promised…” she whispered.

As if bounded by an unwritten law, Shinji reacted in the exact manner she demanded. Needless to say, neither one of them paid any notice to the scar that lay between her breasts. Carefully, he squeezed the mound of flesh causing Misato to moan as she started to lower her head towards his mouth again.

With her hand still on his, she made him further cup her breast and massage it harder.

“Yea,” Misato started to kiss him again but more tenderly, “Just like that Shinji…” she softly voiced as he accepted his order and continued to massage her breast occasionally pinching the nipple… Just like she taught him.

This time, her kiss seemed much more serious. No smooches this time, just a direct kiss filled with nothing but lust. Her soft lips pressed against his and his mouth opened almost voluntarily. Before he knew what was happening, she tasted him again.

No, tasting was not the right word. She tasted him the first time, this time her tongue lapped around his mouth as she sporadically moaned. She was taking the essence of him in a kiss. Misato slowly broke the kiss and a small trail of saliva glistened before disappearing.

She didn’t pay as much mind to it as she would like since she was concentrating on the kiss, but Shinji was making her wet already. Just a kiss and some groping already got her this worked up.

Shinji’s hand fell from her chest as she crawled forward until the fabric of her panties brushed against his chin. Shinji’s view of the wall was blocked as Misato’s thighs flanked his head.

She lifted herself just enough to be able to slide her panties down to her knees. As the black thin fabric passed over his face, he could smell that musky scent of her sex and it aroused him. He felt his erection starting to bulge in his pants as Misato’s vagina came closer to his face.

It was obvious what she wanted and he did it. Shinji almost shyly licked at her glistening sex and that similar act caused Misato to lean over and support herself with one arm placed on the bed. Shinji placed his cool palms on her inner thigh and stuck out his tongue again as Misato shuddered.

The tip of Shinji’s tongue slowly made its way from the petals of her sex to her clitoris and roamed the area until Misato was almost driving her pussy into his face in an effort to get more.

She fell in ecstasy as Shinji slid his tongue around the most sensitive part of her body and, if she wasn’t already, she drown in ecstasy as his tongue darted inside her. As she shook with pleasure, Shinji removed his hands from her thighs and used them to further separate the folds of her sex.

“Oh G-God Shinji… K-Keep going…” She managed to get out as pleasure overwhelmed her. The pace at which Shinji’s tongue invaded her proved to be too much as she nearly collapsed on top of him as her orgasm hit. Her juices washed over Shinji who continued at his task.

Misato sat back up and, almost against her wishes, slide back to sit on his waist. Without turning around, her hand slid across the top of his pants and managed, with a bit of fumbling, to unbutton and unzip his pants. With one layer of clothing eliminated, Misato placed her hand inside his boxers and was surprised at the warmth among other things.

She sneaked a look at his face and slowly worked his boxers off allowing his erection to be exposed in all of its glory. Satisfied, she raised and positioned herself directly over his penis and mounted him. Shinji’s stiff member pieced through her sex as Misato lowered onto him and accepted all of his length in the process.

Misato needed time to recover as the feeling of wholeness and warmth between her legs took hold of her and didn’t let her go. Almost absent-mindedly, she grabbed Shinji’s hand and, once again, made him grasp her breasts. She started to chew on her lip as he started to grope her in the fashion she directed. Seeing that he was doing it correctly, Misato exhaled the breath she didn’t know she was holding in anticipation of him entering her again.

Again she raised herself and slowly descended and took the sensation for all that it was worth. Words couldn’t explain how she felt as Shinji’s dick slipped in and out of her, every time entering faster and with more impact but even this wasn’t enough.

For the first time since they begun, Misato got off of him and laid on the bed. Despite being freed physically, he was still bound by the words that were repeated by the older woman but, instead of actually voicing it, her beautiful brown eyes said them.

Misato spread her legs to welcome him and shivered when the head of his penis brushed across her clitoris as he prepared to enter her. Shinji leaned forward and used his hand to slowly guide himself into her. The damp folds of her sex invited his manhood and Shinji softly moaned as he felt the moist, warm walls of her vagina surrounding his member.

Misato clutched the sheets of her bed as he began to pump in and out of her, “H-Harder Shinji…” She barely managed to stutter out as she reached down and started to rub at her clitoris.

With a slight nod, he rested hands at his hands at her side and slid out of her. With a hold on her waist, he quickly pounded into her and quickly repeated the process as Misato started to shout his name. The wet, slick sound of sex met his ears as his pelvis collided with hers causing her breasts to sway with each rough entry.

“S-Shinji!” Misato yelled out loud as her orgasm came. She wrapped her legs around Shinji as she shuddered and finally felt at peace as she could feel the warm white substance being ejected into her.

Shinji slid out of her and fell on the bed to the side of her as a small mixture of his seed and her juices pooled on the sheets under Misato who didn’t care. She could clean her sheets anytime, but this feeling… this very feeling was rarely received by her. Misato breathed out a content sigh as the warm feeling continued to spread throughout her body.

Rolling on her side, Misato examined Shinji who was also lying on his side but away from her. The raven-haired woman hooked her arm around his neck and embraced the boy, who didn’t seem to pay her no mind, and closed the distance between them.

She positioned herself so she could whisper in his ear and so he could clearly hear her. Misato nuzzled against him as her lips hovered not far from his ear, “Shinji… I wasn’t drunk.”

~Fin

Author’s Note: Originally, this wasn’t intended to have any lemon scenes in it but I changed my mind when I actually put them in the story.

Again, the characters are slightly (Ha…) off character. Of course people change as time passes and, seeing the situations both Misato and Shinji made it through, because of that I felt I had to change their character somewhat (Shinji becoming ‘stronger’ but staying just as ‘weak’ inside as he always did and Misato cutting her hair and staying at home). I edited this chapter a bit to add insight into why Shinji doesn't really want to sleep with Misato but I hope people can bascially get how I wrote Shinji. o.o

Take the Misato chapter how you want to but hopefully it’s in a good light. ^_^;