Misato woke with an undy-like snort and noticed immediately, the object of her cuddling affection was repced by a penguin.
“I guess he’s slept enough, hasn’t he?”
Pen-Pen zily opened one eye and looked back at her, enjoying her warmth.
Adorable.
She gave him a smooch on the beak, receiving a self-satisfied honk in response.
She gently crawled out of bed, careful to disturb the neoave as little as possible.
Neoave. A funny word.
A word she read in a book a long time ago. A book on penguins.
A book she got from her father. What other kind of book do you give a nerdy kid at a research base in Antarctica?
…
And unlike my father, I’m still here with a child to hold after my spectacur failure to protect them.
…
His backpack was gone. Every few days some worksheets would be slid under the door to the apartment. She kept Shinji’s backpack in her room so she could just slide them in.
I want to see Shinji again.
I wouldn’t have thought he’d want to go right back to school immediately, but I guess I can’t bme the kid for wanting to catch up with his friends. Being with me and Asuka all day would just get stuffy. Especially with her.
“Man… I hope she gets over her little inferiority tantrum soon. I can’t take any more of her screaming without about five bottles of Jack. Come to think of it. I know I’m a heavy sleeper, but…”
She poked her head out of her room, swiveling to investigate potential hazards.
“…I hadn’t heard any screaming. I’m sure she would’ve been awake, waiting to mock him. I don’t understand why they can’t just get along better.”
I mean, I guess it’s the same with me and Ristuko, isn’t it.
She remembered the stinging of her palm from the sp she gave her friend during Shinji’s rescue attempt.
I really need to apologize to her for that…
…and probably a lot of other things too. And give some thanks…
She hefted an empty bottle from her bedroom floor and looked at it.
I wonder… Does she like Jack?
Resolving to find what drink Ristuko likes and buying one for her, Misato continued her investigation of the apartment. The living space was empty, nobody was in the bathroom, and Shinji’s room was empty.
So he must already be at school. Expins the quiet air. And I definitely don’t want to bother Asuka right now. She must be-
“Ngh…”
Holy shit, was that-
Of course it was, girl, you’ve hit the sack more times than your coworkers combined. You’d know that sound anywhere. Is she masturbating?
“Haah, aahh.”
She really is, isn’t she?
…I really shouldn’t be listening in, that’s so fucked up. Ignoring the fact that she’s so young, the basic human right to privacy is-
“Shin- ji…”
O H M Y G O D .
O H M Y G O D .
THAT EXPLAINS SOOOOO MUCH.
“Yeah?”
Shinji’s voice.
Misato was on the verge of a mental breakdown
THAT EXPLAINS SO MUCH MOOOORE…
…I need a cold goddamn shower right fuckin’ now.
Asuka and Shinji were cuddling now. Slowly and carefully, they tested each others’ boundaries. After their revetions, it didn’t feel quite so right to pounce like they almost did earlier. Gently rubbing, scraping, shifting their bodies, grinding against one another, arousal rising, and heat building, they started grabbing.
Shinji groped Asuka’s breast as she felt his back, waist, then cupped his mostly ft butt. As their desperation mounted, Asuka began letting out small noises.
“Ngh…”
He took it as encouragement. That he was doing something right. He flicked his thumb across the semi-hard nub through her shirt, and began moving his other hand to her hip.
“Shin- ji…”
She was moaning now.
“Yeah?”
He was eager, but was afraid to move too far.
“I think…”
She hated to say it, but forced herself to.
“I’m sorry, but I think we should stop for now.”
Immediately, Shinji’s hand froze at the side of her panties. Reluctantly, he pulled back with a smile.
“Of course. There’s no need to be sorry.”
They uncoupled, readjusting their wrinkling clothes.
After yet more awkward silence between them, Asuka finally asked
“So what’s your pn with the First?”
“I don’t know. Before I can start making her happy with us, there’s something I need to tell her first. Something… big.”
Asuka tilted her head and her eyebrows knitted into a frown.
“It’s too much to expin right now. In fact, I think I’ll need to ask Miss Ritsuko about gathering everybody together to talk about what I learned.”
“Why go through all that trouble? Why not just call everyone to the breakroom or something?”
“Other than us, Misato, and Miss Ritsuko, it needs to be private. For a number of reasons…”
…
“Well, if you need help, just let me know.”
“Sure.
…
Does this mean you’re gonna stop hitting me and calling me names around everybody?”
“Don’t push your luck, dweeb. Gotta keep up appearances, you know?”
Her smile indicated she was joking, but Shinji wasn’t so convinced.
“Anyways, I’m pretty sure I heard the hag start a shower, so now’s your chance to get to your room so she isn’t suspicious.”
Shinji hesitated, then asked
“Can’t we just tell her? Why keep it a secret if we’re all living in the same apartment?”
“Think about it, moron! It's BECAUSE we're living in the same apartment. 'Cause we’ll never hear the end of it with her poking and teasing. She’s gonna think we’re raw-dogging all over the apartment no matter how tame we keep it, and I don’t wanna hear any of that shit from her, of all people.”
Shinji was blushing profusely at the imagery, failing to hide his excitement at the idea.
Asuka noticed right away, and giggled.
“Maybe in the future, hotshot. Not so soon.”
She lightly pushed him out of the door and slid it shut. Not so aggressively this time.
Shinji tiptoed to his bedroom and silently slid his own door shut.
He was going to need some privacy for the next few minutes.
Hell, who am I kidding. I’m so fit to burst I don’t think I’ll st 30 seconds. I’m shocked I didn’t blow just from kissing her.
The next few minutes involved each member of the household somewhat viciously pleasuring themselves in their own bubbles of privacy. For Shinji, he sted an admirable 36 seconds. For Asuka, a startlingly brief 22. As for Misato, thanks to the libido-cooling properties of the shower, she sted three sweet minutes of shame-filled relief, Followed by prolonged ecstasy.
When Shinji was finally done with his cleanup, and after fixing his clothes, he stepped out of his room as if for the first time that day. Which, technically, really was the first time leaving his room that day. He met Misato watching something on the TV and gave a stunted greeting. One she returned with a wide grin.
I think she knows…
“Morning, Shinji, you feeling well?”
“Ah, yeah. I am, all things considered.”
“Mhmm, I bet. Say, you talked to Asuka yet this morning?”
Oh she definitely knows…
“Whyyyy do you ask?”
“You just walked out of *your* room.”
“Uh. Yeah, hah, I just now woke up. Pretty te for me, I know, but I guess spending a month suspended in LCL will do that to you.”
“Even though you slept in my room st night?”
Fuckin’ busted, kid.
I’m fuckin’ busted. Asuka’s going to be so mad.
“I uh- Took… a nap…”
Misato absently sipped her beer and let the obvious lie remain uncontested.
Asuka stepped out of her room, particurly disheveled. She started when she locked eyes with Misato.
Oh yeah, she definitely knows…
“What’re you lookin’ at?”
Misato suppressed a giggle.
Time to torment the little lovebirds
“Oh, I’m just gd to see you two are getting along so well.”
In unison,
“Sh- SHUT UP! As if!”
“N-no, it’s not like that!”
And like before, Misato sipped her beer letting their *painfully* obvious lies remain unchallenged.
“All joking aside, I’m gd neither of you went to school today. There’s an emergency summons at HQ.”
“Emergency summons?” Shinji asked
“Uh-huh. Both of you get dressed. We ought to leave in about 15 minutes.”
Shinji gnced at Asuka.
“Will Rei be there too? And Miss Ritsuko?”
“Of course.”
Misato gnced, wondering where his interest was currently at, considering he was right next to Asuka.
And Rei, I understand. Just like Asuka, they’re about the same age, they get along well enough, and have some powerful bonds from fighting in the EVA’s together… But Ritsuko?
…
Boy’s got some diverse tastes…
Oh geez, I hope that didn’t awaken anything in me…
“Lucky you got up when you did so we have time to get ready.”
The aforementioned redhead chimed in.
“Huh? Oh, no, we were supposed to be there like four hours ago. Go on, hurry up.”
