Elysium | By : draechaeli Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 4431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Evangelion, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I don’t own Shin Seiki Evangelion it was created by Yoshiyuki Sadamoto. Or the song Ode an die Freude the Lyrics belong to Friedrich von Schiller
(1759-1805) and the
Music belongs to Ludwig van Beethoven (1770-1827), Ninth Symphony. So Welcome to the Wonderful World of Fanfiction.
Warning: So if you didn’t know this fic contains
at least SHOUNEN-AI (guys kissin’ and cuddlin’) and possibly YAOI (explicit sex scenes between
guys). And implied suicide attempts.
Author’s Note: the translated lyrics to Ode an die Freude or Ode to Joy at the
website (remove spaces): http:// www. assamites.
de/odetojoy. html
I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry I don’t have a hundred chapters
for you guys. Work was a bit more time consuming then I thought. I’m back at
school, I swear this year I will update as regularly as I can. There is only
eight to nine chapters left plus epilogue (I actually wrote an outline (during
a boring repetitive lecture for camp training).
Happy Reading!
-Na
Elysium
Chaputa-go
Tabris shuffled,
roughly into the class room, with a clinging brunette. It had been about a half
a week since the haircutting incident, and Shinji didn’t seem to the outside
world, to be any better. Moving to the far back of the class, where the two
could share a seat and blatently not listen to the lecture without disturbing
the rest of the class. Tabris sat down in what was now, their seat, which was four seats to the left of Asuka’s seat. Sitting down slowly before pulling the
brunette into his lap, the fallen angel sighed. He wished that he could simply
pinch Shinji, to prove that the ex-Eva pilot of unit 01 was not dreaming. But
sadly that might cause unwanted trauma.
Running a pale had through the short brown hair, trailing
the fingers down the long neck, before messaging the shoulders of the prone boy
in his lap methodically. He let the low chatter of the room, as roll was called, wash over the two; as he thought of his next move in
healing his love. The fifth child ignored the roll call, neither his or Shinji’s
names were ever called, the Iinchou simply took note that they boys were there
since they walked to school together each morning. He also usually ignored the
burning blue eyes that glared menacingly at them from the left.
Turning to look briefly at the redhead and whispered lowly,
“Ara, daughter of Eve, you have fallen from Adam’s
graces, find your solace in Lilth’s arms, be one with
the Lilin.” Asuka’s eyes
widened at the words directed at her, not so much for their meaning, for the
redhead did not quite understand what was said.
Returning to the brunette in his arms and the matter at
hand, he lent towards the ear of his love, he whispered slow words, “Shinji-koi what do you dream of?”
Confused blue eyes gazed up into the warm, welcoming red
gaze, leaning forward to get closer to the pale ear, although still burying his
face in the crook of the elder’s neck, a mumbled half-audible croak replied,
“What do you mean Kaoru? We are in this dream.”
“Ara, ara...
Shinji-koi I am real,” lifting up one of the other
boy’s hands he squeezed it gently before placing it over his heart, “feel my
heart beat,” Tabris
let his breath move the brunette locks, “feel my breath, and hear my
words. I... Kaoru is real.”
There was a long pause, as the ex-replacement for Eva pilot
02, waited with abated breath. Ikari nuzzled, if
possible further into the albino, inhaled the sent of the other, and sighed.
The croak sounded again, “If Kaoru is real, than Shinji is dead.”
Frantically Tabris pulled the
younger male away from him and looked into his eyes, placing one of Shinji’s
hands on each of their hearts, “Iie baby, iie Shinji-koi, hearts only beat
in life. See? We are alive, real.”
“Then I dream,” the brunette rasped; tears beading in his
eyes, catching on his lashes, a single saline drop trying to roll down his
cheek.
A panicked fallen angel shook his head and leaned forward to
kiss the tear away. The pale lips caressed the warm flesh jut below the left
blue eye. The lips lingered on the spot savoring the moment, trying to concrete
their existence in those sad blue eyes.
“Angelo, Ikari!” the still broke, Tabris ripped away from Shinji and stared wide eyed at the
teacher, “I will only tolerate so much from you two, this is a place of
learning, such public displays of affection do not belong here.”
The albino, quickly and carefully stood himself and Ikari Shinji beside the desk. He bowed and attempted to get
his to be-boyfriend to bow as well, “Gomennasai
onegai, we apologize it will not happen again.”
“Hai, it will not happen again. If it was not time for the
lunch hour, you two would be standing outside with buckets of water in your
hands. Instead you will do the classroom duty for the remainder of the week,”
answered the teacher, subsequently dismissing the class for lunch.
Tabris straightened himself from
the bow, before bending over to pick up the two music note cloth wrapped bento
lunches. Wrapping an arm around Shinji he directed them to follow Hikari and Toji outside, with a
grumpy Asuka following behind them.
The lunch hour found the friends under their usual tree. The
fourth child was sitting close to his girlfriend holding hands, the third child
between the fifth child’s legs being fed, and separated slightly from the group
was the second child. There was really no large group conversation as was the
norm most days, Asuka glared and watched vividly as Tabris
murmured softly to the boy she thought she loved.
“How can we be eating this lovely bento if we are not real?”
asked Tabris as he fed Shinji a hotdog octopus.
“Dream food,” was the quick and scratchy reply, “much better
now that Kaoru comes to my dreams.”
“Oi,” Hikari
said dejectedly, “my bento is not that bad!”
“See Shinji-kun, if this was a dream then Hikari wouldn’t be able to get mad at you,” added Toji with a laugh.
The quiet brunette shook his head and frowned before burying
his face into the crook of the fallen angel’s neck. The silver haired boy
sighed and took the moment to eat the rest of his own bento, before coaxing his
love out of his stupor to finish eating what remained of his own lunch.
When the chime for class to start again went off the five
kids moved back towards the classroom and another boring lecture. With a
warning glare from the teacher, Tabris took Shinji to
the back of the class and sat back down.
Once the lecture resumed, this time about math Tabris whispered, “Shinji-koi do
you trust me?”
“Of course, I do Kaoru, with my life,” came
the low scratchy reply.
“Why do you not trust me that I am real then?”
Shinji’s mouth opened and stayed that way as his brain went
over those words repeatedly. The brunette’s internal montra
was similar to that which was repeatedly whispered in his ear by red eyed boy.
The constant angelic voice, whispering of trust, and faith, and dreams that
were real, did not stop until the rest of the class filed out of the room at
the end of the day.
Moving the two of them to the front of the room, Kaoru
picked up the two chalkboard erasers and gave them to Shinji. Walking to the
window and opening it. The fifth child positioned himself behind the blue eyed
boy, and they clapped out the erasers together.
Shinji sneezed abruptly breaking the silence, “I must be
thinking of you… dreaming of you, for you to have sneezed.”
To Kaoru’s surprise a raspy but logical response came, “No I
sneezed from the chalk.”
Grinning like mad, the silver haired boy whispered, “Well
than… you do not sneeze in dreams from chalk, so we must be awake.”
Moving back to the blackboard they put the erasers near the
bucket of water. Dipping the sponge in the murky water, Shinji took the sponge
and began to wipe the board at Tabris’ insistence. Tabris followed after him with the squeegee effectively
drying the board as he sung:
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter
Flügel weilt.
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Brüder über'm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen...
Author’s Note: I apologize for your long wait. So what do
you think? Please review.
-Na
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