The Torment That Brought Them Together
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+M to R › Neon Genesis Evangelion
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,478
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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The Torment That Brought Them Together
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"Mr. Ikari, you must leave," I heard the doctor yell at me.
"Not without Asuka," I shot back. Asuka is in the middle of giving birth to her first child in the next room. I remember how that bastard raped her just like yesterday.
It was just like your normal june day in post-third impact Tokyo 3. After the event, NERV was dismantled, and most of the higher-ups in SEEL was arrested for crimes against humanity. The emperor alloted 10% of the GDP for the next five years to myself, Asuka, and Misato for our help in the war against the angels. Father never returned from instumentality, and a tombstone was placed next to my mother.
I grew sick of the status that I gained poilting the eva that I despised, so I found work at a small store that some neigbors own.
My relationship with Asuka went beyond just calling me, "baka-Shinji", and we slept together a few times before that horrible day.
Asuka was visiting me at work, not that I minded, to take me out to dinner after I got off work. We greeted each other with a kiss, and she went to the restroom to freshen up before dinner. Looking around the store, and at my cleanup list, the last thing on it was the restroom.
I checked the stalls, one by one, for anything out of the ordinary. The last stall contained vomit and something red spewed on the walls. I knew what it was, blood. I knew about Asuka's bout with vomit, thinking it was the flu. I followed the trail of blood to the back of the store.
That is when I saw her. Bloodied, and naked, I saw the rapist with a sirnge filled with a yellow liquid, gave her a shot.
That is when I snapped. Me and him fought like gladiators trying to kill each other. A moan from Asuka divided my attention from him, and I got knocked out. The last thing she said was my name.
Several hours passed before the shop owner roused me. Telling me to get her to a hospital, I did as I was told. It turned out that the rapist was a serial rapist and was injecting a virus into her system, had I not interfered. The bastard was found dead from his own stuff a few kilometers away.
All was well until now.
"AHH, damn Baka-Shinji, having to knock me up like this, why," she yelled through the door. Shocked beyond belief, the doctor found his chance to push me out of the maternity ward under guard.
A few hours later, the same man walked out with his head hung low.
"What happened," I asked.
"It is not good," he responded with sadness in his voice. "The birth has taken a turn for the worst, and you need to make a decision quickly. We can save the mother or the child, but not both."
That is the worst news I have ever heard. After all that Asuka and I went through, Evas, the Angels, the third impact, everything, I now hold her and her baby's life in my hands. Without a second thought I replied, "Save the mother, but try to save the child."
The doctor went right to work.
Four hours later, he came out again, wearing a mask of indifference. I punched him in pure rage and anger. "All of this to a man who saved a man's wife and daughter," he retorted.
"Y... Y.. You saved them both," I asked in shock.
"It wasn't easy I tell ya, but that Dr. Ritsuko, man she showed up a hour during the operation, and took charge. Say can you get me her number?"
"I believe she already gave it to you," I said pointing to my shirt pocket.
"Oh."
"When can I see them?"
"The baby you can see in the nursery, but the woman, well, she needs her rest."
"Is a paternity test ready? I want to see if the baby is really mine or that bastard's."
"All I need is your sample."
"Do you have a swab?" He handed me one. I took it and swabed the inside of my mouth, and gave it back to him. "There you have it," I said as I left for her room.
A few days later, I was finally holding my daughter, Catherine Langley Ikari, with her mother.
"Will Shinji Ikari report to the front office," The announce system blared in our room. Kissing her goodbye for now, I left them alone.
Approaching the office was like marching to the firing line. I finally arrived, however, and the secretary gave me a slip of paper. I knew what was written on it, but now I don't care.
As I started to walk to her room, I opened the paper. Looking at it in shock and happiness, I ran to the room, dropping the paper. The only thing it said was Shinji Ikari is the father.
"Mr. Ikari, you must leave," I heard the doctor yell at me.
"Not without Asuka," I shot back. Asuka is in the middle of giving birth to her first child in the next room. I remember how that bastard raped her just like yesterday.
It was just like your normal june day in post-third impact Tokyo 3. After the event, NERV was dismantled, and most of the higher-ups in SEEL was arrested for crimes against humanity. The emperor alloted 10% of the GDP for the next five years to myself, Asuka, and Misato for our help in the war against the angels. Father never returned from instumentality, and a tombstone was placed next to my mother.
I grew sick of the status that I gained poilting the eva that I despised, so I found work at a small store that some neigbors own.
My relationship with Asuka went beyond just calling me, "baka-Shinji", and we slept together a few times before that horrible day.
Asuka was visiting me at work, not that I minded, to take me out to dinner after I got off work. We greeted each other with a kiss, and she went to the restroom to freshen up before dinner. Looking around the store, and at my cleanup list, the last thing on it was the restroom.
I checked the stalls, one by one, for anything out of the ordinary. The last stall contained vomit and something red spewed on the walls. I knew what it was, blood. I knew about Asuka's bout with vomit, thinking it was the flu. I followed the trail of blood to the back of the store.
That is when I saw her. Bloodied, and naked, I saw the rapist with a sirnge filled with a yellow liquid, gave her a shot.
That is when I snapped. Me and him fought like gladiators trying to kill each other. A moan from Asuka divided my attention from him, and I got knocked out. The last thing she said was my name.
Several hours passed before the shop owner roused me. Telling me to get her to a hospital, I did as I was told. It turned out that the rapist was a serial rapist and was injecting a virus into her system, had I not interfered. The bastard was found dead from his own stuff a few kilometers away.
All was well until now.
"AHH, damn Baka-Shinji, having to knock me up like this, why," she yelled through the door. Shocked beyond belief, the doctor found his chance to push me out of the maternity ward under guard.
A few hours later, the same man walked out with his head hung low.
"What happened," I asked.
"It is not good," he responded with sadness in his voice. "The birth has taken a turn for the worst, and you need to make a decision quickly. We can save the mother or the child, but not both."
That is the worst news I have ever heard. After all that Asuka and I went through, Evas, the Angels, the third impact, everything, I now hold her and her baby's life in my hands. Without a second thought I replied, "Save the mother, but try to save the child."
The doctor went right to work.
Four hours later, he came out again, wearing a mask of indifference. I punched him in pure rage and anger. "All of this to a man who saved a man's wife and daughter," he retorted.
"Y... Y.. You saved them both," I asked in shock.
"It wasn't easy I tell ya, but that Dr. Ritsuko, man she showed up a hour during the operation, and took charge. Say can you get me her number?"
"I believe she already gave it to you," I said pointing to my shirt pocket.
"Oh."
"When can I see them?"
"The baby you can see in the nursery, but the woman, well, she needs her rest."
"Is a paternity test ready? I want to see if the baby is really mine or that bastard's."
"All I need is your sample."
"Do you have a swab?" He handed me one. I took it and swabed the inside of my mouth, and gave it back to him. "There you have it," I said as I left for her room.
A few days later, I was finally holding my daughter, Catherine Langley Ikari, with her mother.
"Will Shinji Ikari report to the front office," The announce system blared in our room. Kissing her goodbye for now, I left them alone.
Approaching the office was like marching to the firing line. I finally arrived, however, and the secretary gave me a slip of paper. I knew what was written on it, but now I don't care.
As I started to walk to her room, I opened the paper. Looking at it in shock and happiness, I ran to the room, dropping the paper. The only thing it said was Shinji Ikari is the father.