This story is called Death and the idea is original so if there is somthing
else out there thats similar, I DIDN'T COPY!!!!!Thanks!
Asuka stood in the dressing room of Nerv. Misato stood opposit her."Asuka
Langley Souryu." Misato said, her tone was agitated and angrey." What were
you thinking out there?!" They had just concluded another attack by the
Angles. "You could have been killed! And you put Shinji's life in danger as
well ! It was a slim chance we would get out of that situation.!" "But
Misato!" Asuka cried, trying to defend herself. "No buts this time Asuka.
You completely ignored our orders, and doing so you risked all our lifes!
If you are going to be this way, it is only better if you don't Pilot! We
already have enough problems here!. And you better stp attempting do your
own thing out there because I will not Tolorate it!" Misato yelled. "I was
only trying to help.." "You were showing off Asuka! One day your showing
off will end up being a third impact! I think you could learn a thing or
two from Rei!If you choose to be this way, than WE DON'T NEED YOU!"" Misato
charged out of the room in fury.
Asuka stood, a tear formed , and rolled silently down her cheek. "They
don't need me..," She said, softly, her voice trembling. She slowly took
off her plug suit and dropped it to the floor," I can't do it..." She put
on her shirt and silently left the room.
"What did you say to her?" Ritsuko asked. She getting ready to go home,
since it was late. "I told her to quit messing around, because one day it
's not going to work out!" Misato said grabbing her caost . "Okay, Okay,
Sorry I asked." "Oh, no, I'm sorry, but she gets on my nervs so much!"
"She's only fourteen. You know how fourteen year olds are, starving for
attention." "Not Shinji of Rei. Tell me , what have they got that she wants
so bad? Why does she want to be better?" Misato said, quizically. "I don't
know. She's Asuka. Listen , Misato. We've sustained some techinical
problems from this attack. The main systems arn't working right and the
Unit 00 has sustain a severed arm." "I guess I'm staying late tonight."
Misato sighed " Make sure that-" Misato paused. Her and Ritsuko wahtched as
Asuka left the changing room, and walked away, her footsteps echoed through
the empty room. Misato watched her until she went out the door.
Shinji sat at the Kitchen table with pen pen. He was eating some chips and
reading a Nerv brochure he pick up in school. Her heard the door open, then
close. He saw Asuka walk past and into her room. No words were exchanged.
Shinji thought nothing of it and continued to read. Then the phone rang. He
picked up and casually said, "Yeah Misato, I know, your late." On the other
line misato said" Yeah, how did yiu guess?" "Asuka just walked in without
you." "Oh, well, I'll be out all night. We've got some problems down here.
G'night, Shinji." "Allright, Good night, see ya." Shinji hung up. He stood
up and looked down the corrider. Asuka's door was partway closed , and
inside it was dark. "Asuka?" There was no answer. Shinji shruged and walked
past her door to his room. He closed the door behind him. The room was
dark, but some moonlight flooded in through his open window.A small breeze
blew thw curtains inward. The faint sound of it filling the Room. Asuka
sat, her back facing Shinji, she was facing the window, staring out.
"Asuka?" Shinji said, breaking the silence. No response. Shinji walked
forward. Asuka turned to face him. Her hair lightly russeling in the
breeze. Shinji stopped. She stood up and walked toward him.She put her arms
around him. "What are you doing?" Shinji said. Asuka stared at him. Her
eyes were dull and empty. They wern't vibrant and full of life like they
usually were. Then Asukaa kissed him. It was a long, real kiss. Shinji at
firts was surprised and tried to brake away, but them he began to kiss her
back. A long passionet kiss. Then she pulled away. "Shinji." She said. Her
voice was quiet and calm, almost mono. Shinji held some of her hair. It was
dull and colorless in the dark , moonlit room. "Yes?" "I .. I love you ,
Shinji." "What?" Shinji was surprised. "I never told you because, I guess I
had too much pride. " In Asuka's head Misato's words kept repeating
themselves.."It is only better if don't pilot! One day your showing off
will end up a third impact!WE DON'T NEED YOU!......"Why are you telling me
this?"Shinji asked. Asuka cast her eyes to the floor. A long silence filled
the room." I am no longer good enough for them. I serve no purpose. So, I
am leaving Shinji." "Leaving? What do you mean?" Asuka didn't reply .she
only kissed shinji one last time. As she did so, a tear rolled down her
cheeck and into shinji's mouth. He tasted the salt. and noticed Asuka was
crying. He wiped a tear way. She pulled away. "Goodbye shinji." She said,
and turned to walk out. "Asuka, wait!" But Asuka kept going. She turned
into the sitting room. Shinji sat down on his unmade bed. He thought about
what just happened. What made Asuka feel that way? Then a shado fell upon
the floor. Shinji looked up. Out side , Asuka was on the Balcony. Her
shadow cast all thw way through his window. He stood and walked to the
window, and watched her. She climbed up onto the rail and stood. Her dress
fluttering in the breeze. She slowly took off each of her red hair clips.
She looked at them. They didn't seem as btight and vibrant red as before.
As she took them off her hair fell, but the win caught it and her hair blew
behind her. She dropped her hair clips. They clattered to the balcony
floor. She turned back to face the dark night. The lights of the city, the
breeze, the stars. They all seemed so vegue to her now. Meaning less.
Shinji watched her. For a moment he coulding comprehend what she was doing.
Then in a rush of terror he knew. He quikley bolted out of the room, into
the sitting room and out onto the balcony. "Asuka!" But no one was there.
Only the silent breeze. He walked out, suddenly thrust into the cold. He
shivered, then knelt down. He picked up one od Asuka's hair clips. It
glinted in the moonlight. He quikley got up and went to the edge. Her
forced himself to look over. There on the pavement below was Asuka's life
less body. Unmoving. "Asuka, No!" Shinji cried, but he was only answered by
silence. A tear fell from his check to the ground far Below. It was then
that Shinji relized he loved Asuka as well.
Asuka felt the cold pavement on her cheeck. Her head throbbed in pain. She
thought she heared her name being called. Then she felt a drop of water hit
her cheeck. A tear. Then everything faded to blackness...
Shinji stood, frozen in fear and surprise , on the balcony. He had know
idea how long he had been there when he heard sirens. Below, Two ablulances
and a police car were on the pavment. Asukas body was covered with a sheet.
He heard a muffles voice coming from inside thier apartment. "My god, my
god, oh my god..." It was Misato. She was sitting at her desk. Her head was
in her hands."It's all my fault. I was too hard on her..my
god...Asuka..NO!!" She screamed and stood up quikley. She stopped, her hand
ran along the wood frame of the desk, and found the top right drawer
handle. She pulled open the drawer. Her han grabed a the cold metal handle.
"I can never forgive myself! I can't live like this!" She fell to her knees
and began to cryin deep sobs.
Shinji stood, inmoving out on the patio. He heared misato crying, but did
not go in. Then he heard a sharp bang pierce the air. A gunshot. Shinji
squeesed Asukas hair clip aginst his chest. He looked down agian, against
his will. Now there were no cars, no sheet. Only a white chalk out line of
Asuka's body.Shinji stared at it for a long time. Then he turned and walked
inside. Past Misato's body, slumped on the ground in a puddle of blood,
past his room, past Asuka's room, past the ktchen, and went out the door.
He walked, where he didn't know...he just walked...