Hey there people this is my first fic of any kind. Sadly there's gonna have to be a little OOC because it's a comedy and I kind of had to make slightly sweeping changes to the Children's personalities without much of a backup reason. Hopefully it won't be too bad. Any help or suggestions would be appreciated. Any flames will be happily ignored. Well maybe not happily, but certainly ignored.

Anyway here's my first disclaimer, oh I'm so exited! And by exited I really mean slightly disturbed that there are dumbasses out there who might actually believe that I own the joy that is Neon Genesis Evangelion. Ah well here we go.

I don't own Neon Genesis Evangelion, or any of the stuff in it.

That was slightly anti-climactic. Meh. Anyway here it is...the moment none of you have been waiting for... have fun!

Drakandrin.

Send In The Rei's.

"BAKA! WAKE UP!" From beneath the soft covers of the bed a single red rimmed eye snapped open, the pupil dialating then relaxing, as something approaching alertness sunk into it's owners subconcious. Groaning loudly Shinji Ikari, designated Third Child and pilot of the Evangelion Test Type Unit 1 rolled over and attempted to burrow deeper into his pillow. For some reason this failed to produce the desired results. Either he was too awake now to return to the sweet embrace of sleep, or it was the continious pounding on his door, complete with verbal accompanyment.

'Probably the second option.' Shinji thought ruefully before sighing loudly and sitting up on the bed. Cradling his forehead in his hand he swung his legs of the bed and landed in an ignoble heap on the floor. Swearing quietly - living with both Misato and Asuka had given him an extensive vocabulary in a multitude of languages, when it came to cursing anyway - he sat up once again and proceded to untangle his legs from the blanket which had snaked it's way around his limbs like a python with abandonment issues. Staggering to his feet Shinji approached the door warily, wondering how to approach the situation. In his position as Asuka's punching bag Shinji had developed amazing survival instincts up to the point where even Section 2 were impressed by his ability to avoid the Second Child's rampages. As such he remembered a situation similar to this occuring some weeks ago. Asuka had been wailing on his door in full force when he opened it to see what was so important...sadly the only thing he saw was a close-up of his red-headed roommates fist. And it had only gotten closer. That little incident had secured a black eye from Asuka - albiet accidental - and numerous jibes from Kensuke and Toji about how 'the demon' was into SM now and whether or not he had enjoyed last nights 'session'. Not cherishing the thought of a repeat performance Shinji stood to the side of the door as he slid it open, safely out of the way of Asuka's flailing fists. When nothing unfortunate happened he peeked around the corner.

Asuka stood in front of his door dressed in her school uniform, hands on her hips and a smirk on her face.

"So looks like the baka can learn from experience, eh?" Shinji frowned slightly seeing that his fellow pilot had recalled the incident as well, though it probably amused her more than it did him. "Well hurry up baka, we don't have all day!" Seeing the rising flames of ire in the German girl's eyes he stuttered an apology, ignoring the sigh he gained in return. Then confusion set in, smothering his brain in a warm pink blanket of ignorance.

"D-Don't have time for what, Asuka? There's no school today. It's Sunday."

"I know that Dummkopf! We have tests at Nerv remember? Y'know, the place where the Eva's are? You remember the big robots right baka boy?" Shinji blushed slightly at this, remembering that they did indeed have tests this Sunday morn. He frowning once more thoughtfully.

"Then why are you wearing your school uniform?" Asuka looked blank for a split second, so brief that Shinji just about dismissed it as his imagination.

"I just felt like wearing it today. You have a problem with that, Third?" Her eyebrow twitched slightly as she growled out the last.

'Shit, not the eyebrow. Not this early surely. Usually that doesn't kick in till lunch!' Shinji's fine tuned 'Asuka radar' was bleeping solidly, placing him on defcom 4 alert status. Nothing too serious, but still best not take chances. 'Just nod and smile and run like the buggery.' A sickly smile slapped itself onto the normally morose boys face as he nodded nervously.

"Oh, so you DO have a problem, huh!" Shinji rewound the conversation swiftly and realised what he had just done.

'Defcom 3, Defcom 3 - emergency procedures!'

"Ah, no! No problem at all, I just meant that it looks good on you!" This was it. Make or break time. He'd never actually tried complementing her before, both out of fear and the fact that repeated comments about her beauty from boys at school had only angered the German fireball. However early morning sleepiness compounded by frighteningly early use of 'the eyebrow' had forced Shinji into an unplanned counter-reaction. One he now regretted. 'I feel a Defcom 2 coming on...' Imperceptably bracing himself for the forthcoming tirade Shinji was shocked beyond belief to see a faint rosey blush spread over Asuka's cheeks. Upon further thought he realised that she looked just as surprised as he felt that he had said something positive about her appearance. Not that he ever said anything negative, he thought she looked gorgeous no matter what she wore, he just never said anything. A second more of silence before Asuka turned away quickly, hiding her blush from Shinji.

"Baka-hentai! Just hurry up and get dressed, or I'll go without you." With those parting comments she stalked into the kitchen. Shaking his head tiredly Shinji retreated back into his room to get changed.

Asuka hurried into the kitchen and snagged a piece of toast that had had finished cooking while she had been talking to Shinji. Sitting on one of the chairs around the table she bit into the plain toast trying to fight off her blush.

'I can't believe he said that! Baka-Shinji never says things like that! And me! Blushing!' The redhead's thoughts and feelings for Shinji Ikari had become confused of late and now she found that she was unable to act the way she normally did around him. She was sensible enough to realise that she was begining to like the introverted boy, but was having a hard time understanding why. He still irritated the hell out of her, with his apologies and his refusal to do anything that might in any way suggest he had a spine, and she was damned if she, Asuka Langley Sohryu, was going to attempt to have a relationship of any kind with someone who thought relating to a person meant you were a family member. True she had mellowed significantly after Third Impact but that was still unthinkable. Though it was becoming more thinkable by the day... Shaking herself quickly Asuka attempted to remove any lingering thoughts about how cute he looked when he blushed or how warm she had felt when he had complimented her in something as simple as her school uniform. She had only worn it because she had gotten up late too and had grabbed the first thing in her wardrobe. And he still thought she looked good! Noticing how giddy she was getting, Asuka abruptly slammed her forehead into the wooden surface of the table, ignoring her toast. Having done so and succeeding in calming down slightly, Asuka breathed in and out deeply trying to compose herself.

'I will not become a lovesick schoolgirl over Shinji Ikari! I will not! No matter how cute he look- AAAARGGGGHHHHH!' Another quick forehead/table connection and the last thought faded, content it seemed, to linger in the back of her mind. Sighing loudly, Asuka relaxed slightly, brow still resting solidly on the cool wood of the table. Hearing the solid thunk of Shinji's door slide open the German shot to her feet, leaving the toast on the table, unfinished as she stalked through to the entrance to their home. As soon as he came into sight she unleashed one of her more potent and caustic diatribes. Dammit if he was gonna make her feel like a moron, then he was gonna feel some pain!

Finishing his early morning victuals - foregoing the shower as he would end up having one as soon as the tests were over to get rid of the LCL coating his body - Shinji opened his door and stepped into the corridor heading for the entrance to the flat. Seeing Asuka waiting for him there he hurried, nearly hesitating when he saw the glint in her cerulian eyes.

'This won't end well.' No chance to dodge or evade, he was stuck with her for the duration of the trip to Nerv. When situations like this cropped up, as they did at least once a week, a peculiar finality overcame his thoughts. When nothing could be done about it, Shinji knew he had no choice but to ride out the storm. There was no sense in trying to avoid it. Besides all that ever really happened was that Asuka went on a longwinded tirade, just like the one she had just started, probably involving a couple of half-minded slaps to the back of the head for punctuation. If he was honest with himself he didn't mind Asuka's teasing or mockery nearly as much as he used to, before Third Impact. Playing the role of God with humanity's fate in your hands, even for only a few minutes, makes a person more resilient. Added to this without the constant pressure of Angels Asuka's near fanatical desire to be the best had faded into a slightly more than healthy competative instinct. She still hated to lose, but was no-where near as compulsive about it as she had been around the time of Zeruel, the fourteenth. Consequently her 'abuse' of Shinji had faded significantly, and allowed the two of them to form a friendship, at least on the most basic level.

Thinking back to the events of the Third Impact Shinji recalled his decision to leave the fate of humanity up to humanity, and give each individual a choice. He still wasn't sure if he was shocked over how many remained in the LCL sea, or over how many chose to return.

"SHINJI YOU BAKA!" Snapping back to reality Shinji saw Asuka standing in front of him looking royally pissed off.

'Oh shit. How long did I space out?' he thought frantically, eyes wide, as he stared at the enraged girl, flinching away from her timidly.

"Have you listened to a word I have been saying?" Watching him attempt to splutter a response, Asuka became even more irate. A vein on the left side of her forehead began to twitch and her eyebrow was jumping like a seismometer in an earthquake. "Just forget it moron! Hurry up before I maim you!"

Gulping slightly Shinji obeyed, slipping his shoes on hastily and prepared to follow the Second Child out the door. Or at least he would have if she hadn't growled in anger, seized his hand and dragged him out the entrance. "BAKA!"

As the two of them entered Nerv headquarters, the two teenagers got more than their share of curious glances. Both of them in school uniform on a Sunday, while not unusual in Shiji's case it had been often and loudly declared by the Second Child that she wanted nothing to do with the 'tacky crap uniform' if she had a choice about it. Secondly, and somewhat more importantly, Asuka was still holding Shinji's hand and had not let go since their departure from the appartment, a fact he was certain she had managed to forget. True it had been a case of his being dragged to the nearest Geofront entrance, but he had to admit the sensation of holding Asuka's hand had not been unpleasent. It was the way that his shoulder was making a desperate attempt to leap free from it's socket that was unpleasent. Shinji blushed once again as he heard a couple of chuckles from the techs milling around the base at their antics.

'Only three blushes so far, thats got to be some new kind of record.' On average Shinji clocked in at a dozen blushes a day. Once out of a morbid curiousity he had counted every time he blushed during a week and divided it by seven. Depresingly the lowest figure was 10 with the highest standing at 14. This high point had been blown away three weeks ago when he had notched up a awe inspiring 173 blushes in one day. This had been the day Misato had shown the bridge crew her home video of the time they had spent in the hot springs after the eighth Angel. Of course Shinji had never seen the camera because it was hidden in Pen Pen's collar. The same Pen Pen who had spent most of the time at the hot springs with Shinji. Now he knew why. His face twisted into a slight scowl. "Who gives a camera to a frigging penguin anyway?" he muttered under his breath as his fiery fellow pilot continued to drag him through the corridors.

"What did you say baka?"

"N-nothing Asuka, nothing."

"Hmph. Good, baka's should be seen and not heard."

Abruptly she seemed to realise that she was still holding his hand. Letting go swiftly she shot a look at her hand as if it had betrayed her somehow. Shinji decided against asking, sensing that silence was the safest option right now. One nudge from him in the wrong direction and defcom 1 was skipped as they headed straight to all out nuclear holocost. With this in mind he wisely chose to remain quiet about the incident, having no desire to provoke an explosion. In silence the two of them continued throught the corridors until they reached the bridge. As they walked throught the last archway they came upon the three bridge bunnies, Misato and Ritsuko all huddled around a console in the middle of the control panels. Stopping in confusion, the two Children shared a glance and a shrug before approaching their purple haired guardian. Abruptly Aoba's cry broke the silence.

"OH YESSSSSSSS!" Leaping up from his seat he began a semi-spastic dance in front of a chastened Hyuga "I'm the daddy, I'm the daddy, whose the daddy?" Abruptly he became still and cupped a hand to his ear as if he expected a response. After a short pause he resumed his dance. "Thats right I'M the daddy, WOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Both Ritsuko and Misato chuckled at this display while Maya laughed openly. Shinji did note Misato leaning a hand on Hyuga's arm and smiling at him though, along with Hyuga returning the smile. As much of a social inept as he was Shinji was a great people watcher. It had not shown much or been terribly useful during the Angel crisis, but whilst not being one to interact Shinji was more than happy to watch from the sidelines and was very astute when it came to people. Of course during the Angels attacks he had had other things on his mind and was in no mood to people watch - though he often wondered how much of a difference he might have made if he had. Still, now that everything was calmer he had seen Misato and Hyuga become closer, as well as something developing between Aoba and Maya. At first this had confused him, considering what he thought he knew about Maya, but in the end he decided that she either was not a lesbian at all or just swung both ways. Either way she was blushing a whole lot more when Aoba smiled at her, and laughing at his antics more as well.

Finishing his introspection he followed Asuka to peer around their guardian at the console screen. Both developed sweatdrops at what they saw.

"The Dance Dance Revolution Internet Score Page?" Shinji voiced sceptically. He turned at a laugh from Misato.

"Yeah, apparently Aoba bet Hyuga that he could get a better score than him at the arcade on their day off. Looks like he won," His purple haired guardian shook her head "and Hyuga lost big time."

"What did Aoba bet him?" Asuka inquired curiously

"A weeks worth of early shifts." Hyuga mumbled morosely. Both pilots winced. The early tech shifts started at 3am and didn't finish until 12 noon. Not a fun way to start the day. While Asuka had been asking questions Shinji had been examining the results table.

"I see that your the 'Aobamiester 3000'." he called to Aoba who had grabbed Maya's hands and started to dance with her around the room, to the tune of her giggles, only now pausing to acknowledge Shinji before begining anew with Maya as his partner once again. Shinji turned to Hyuga. " So who are you? I don't see you on the list." Hyuga seemed to shrink further into his chair at this question, while Ritsuko's smile turned into a smirk.

"Yeah Hyuga, what was your name, I seem to have forgotten? And where are you on the list?" She asked sweetly. Grumbling something unintelligable Hyuga scrolled down the list for a couple of pages earning him another set of sweatdrops from the teens. Sighing, Hyuga finally pointed to name and leant back so they could see.

"'The Lord of the Dance'?" Asuka burst into laughter at his name and pathetic score. Soon, both Misato and Ritsuko began laughing with her, while Hyuga pouted. Shinji however was still studying the list.

"Hey Hyuga, the person below you is called 'Red Eva 02'. Wonder who that was..." He mused quietly, not noticing Asuka's strangled sqwauk as she abruptly stopped laughing. He also failed to notice the sudden glint in both his elder roomate's and the doctor's eyes. The young German girl however was more than aware of such matters.

"Uh, couldn't be me...um...after all that dancing thing you forced on us for the synch training showed how good I am Misato!" She stuttered out quickly.

"If I remember correctly, you had a lot of difficulty getting that routine right Asuka..." Misato's eyes positivley gleamed.

"Yes I remember coming round to watch you and Shinji train. I must say Asuka if you had not practiced that repeatedly for the entire week I don't think you would have managed it..." The doctor's eyes were no better. Just as Asuka's face passed scarlet and was heading for the border to vermillion country, Shinji's voice rang out one last time.

"And below that one there are two more called 'Purple Babe' and 'Queen of the Magi'. Thats so wierd, huh?"

"Let's see that Shinji." Aoba returned from his impromptu dance session with Maya in tow. Shinji noticed that he still held her hand even when he was leaning over the computer screen, and that Maya leaned comfortably on him as she peeked over his shoulder. "Your right Shinji that is wierd..."

"WELL, thats enough of that. We have tests to run so lets get to it, ok? Ok!" Shinji turned to see Asuka smirking at Misato and Ritsuko, both of whom looked decidedly rosy around the cheeks. Shrugging it off Shinji acknowledged Misato's order.

"Yes Misato," he started to walk with Asuka towards the changing rooms before stopping abruptly, "uhh... Misato?"

"It wasn't my idea! She made me do it! I didn't want to dance!" The new Nerv Commander pointed frantically at the blonde scientist. Shinji paused.

"...Where's Rei?" Misato looked blank, then recovered swiftly.

"Oh...uh...Rei. Right. She's already in the changing rooms." Shinji turned to see Asuka roll her eyes.

"Trust Wondergirl to be early. Lets go baka." She turned and stroad off to the locker rooms. As Shinji moved to follow her Misato's voice stopped him.

"Ah, Shinji about before, those things I said about dancing..."

"Oh yeah, what did you mean by that?" Shinji asked innocently, though Misato could swear she saw a ghost of a smile play around his lips.

"Uh, nothing, Nothing at all." The purple haired beauty smiled unconvincingly, while Ritsuko glared daggers at her, having not forgotten the 'She made me do it!' from before.

"Oh. Right. Ok then." With that Shinji turned and followed Asuka. It wasn't until he was far down the corridor - and out of the range of Misato's wrath - that the bridge crew heard his laughter echo up the passage.

"Little smart ass..." Misato growled under her breath, before catching sight of her blonde friend's heated glare. "Uh...hi Ritsu...Heh?"

Sitting emersed in sepia-tinted LCL Shinji listened to the bickering of his mauve haired commander and his volatile roomate. Not long after the pilots entering the test bodies Asuka had made some comment about Misato's dancing ability improving with a couple of cans of beer. Misato's reply that Asuka had the natural grace of a berserk Eva had sparked the arguement proper. Now, two hours later, none of the pilots had achieved anything. Well perhaps Rei had, but Shinji had spent the time happily listening to the two women snipe at each other. The only boring parts had been when they had slipped into German, but even then Shinji's time at the Katsuragi apartment had educated him in most of the curses in that language as well, so he still managed to follow the currents of the arguement. However it had been a while since anything original had been said and both women were now recycling and re-using their insults. As such he could feel his eyes slowly slipping shut out of the purest form of boredom.

"Pilot Ikari."

"Ahh!" Startled abruptly out of the stupor he had fallen into by Rei's soft tones, Shinji nearly lept out of his seat in surprise. Turning to the small communication window on the left side of his screen he saw the blue haired albino regarding him motionlessly. Scratching the back of his head sheepishly, Shinji fought off the urge to blush in embarassment. "W-what is it Ayanami?" He watched as Rei's maroon eyes shifted to regard something off-screen. Following what he thought to be her line of sight Shinji fount himself looking at Misato, her face nearly the colour of her hair as she roared at Asuka through the comm. While Rei remained silent, contemplating her answer Shinji examined her from the corner of his eye. Despite what he had learned about her from Ritsuko, Shinji still found it hard to talk to the taciturn young woman. What relationship he had had with the Rei he had known was gone when she died fighting the sixteenth, and it was as if he was starting all over again trying to build a friendship with this girl. So far his progress had been minimal to say the least. While thinking about this Shinji couldn't help but remember what Doctor Akagi had said about the girl. 'Made up partially of mother and Lilith's DNA', Shinji mused, 'Mother's...does that mean we're related? Hmm, if we were then she would be... my half sister...' Shinji sat ram-rod straight in his plug, eyes wide. Somehow he had never thought of it in quite those terms before, but now that it had occured to him he agreed with the assessment. 'She's...my sister?' Turning now to face the girl on his screen rather than peer out of the corner of his eyes, he pondered this revelation.

"Pilot Ikari." This time though he was still startled by her address, Shinji considered it a minor victory that he had avoided jumping in fright once again.

'Yeah, well done me.' Sarcasm tinged the thought and his lips curled slightly in derision as he re-focused on Rei once again.

"Yes Ayanami?"

"Why do Commander Misato and Pilot Sohryu still live together?" Shinji's eyes widened once again in surprise at the girls question. He did not know what he had been expecting her to talk to him about. It rarely happened and now that he thought about it, never under these conditions. In every simulation or sinc test Rei had always remained silent unless answering a question or required to speak. She had never spoken of her own initiative. As such he had no idea what she would want to converse about, but her choice of topic had perturbed him still.

"What do you mean Ayanami? Why wouldn't they?" Shinji frowned at his inaility to answer her question. He knew few things irritated the girl but being forced to repeat herself was one of the few things he had seen her show displeasure at.

The girl paused.

"They appear to dislike each other. So far they have been arguing for,' her eyes flickered slightly as she scanned the plugs internal clock,'approximatly two hours and 7minutes." Shinji grew a slight sweatdrop at her idea of 'approximatly'. Turning to regard the Commander as she screamed at Asuka's display he chuckled slightly.

"Just because they argue doesn't mean they dislike one another. I think it's like sibling rivalry..y'know? They both enjoy arguing with each other..." Shinji trailed off as he realised who he was speaking to. Talking to Rei about hidden friendships and friendly banter was like talking to Toji about Aristotles philosophical theories. Well actually that was totally untrue. If Rei had trouble understanding something she would either seek clarification or fall silent and ignore the matter. Shinji assumed she followed up the subject at a later date using the information he had given her. Toji on the other hand would assume a blank look and drool slightly, a sign that the brain cells were frying as Shinji and Kensuke watched. "...They do it for fun I suppose." Shinji finished weakly, giving a strained smile hoping that he had answered her question. He felt as though he was doing that a lot recently. In school Rei had been asking a lot of questions lately - well, a lot by Rei's standards - reguarding social interaction particularly, an area Shinji thought himself ill-equipped to advise anyone on. Suddenly Shinji's expression tightened.

'She does ask me questions, doesn't she? I don't think I've ever seen her ask anyone else anything, she always seems to come to me...Does she see me as a replacement for Father? Or is it just because she feels most comfortable talking to me?' With this and his earlier epiphany in mind Shinji promised himself he would make an effort to talk to Rei more in the future, no matter how painful that might be. They were friends once..kinda..and they could be again. 'Maybe this time I can avoid diving onto her naked body.' Shinji cringed noticably as he remembered that incident. 'Dumbass.'

"They do it for...fun?" Rei drew his attention back to her with her implied question.

"Yes Ayanami." He paused then surrender to her silent request for more information. "They both enjoy the arguements. They aren't really angry with each other. Not seriously anyway," he amended quickly catching a glimpse of Misato shooting Asuka's comm window repeatedly with her gun, "so they still live together. It's like a... family." 'A really screwed up family, but, hey, it's better than my last one.' Shinji mused ruefully.

"I don't understand. I have no family. And I have never had the opportunity to have...fun." Rei's soft words hung in the new silence as Shinji struggled to find something to say to this new revelation. Seeing an opportunity he seized it gratefully. It might not be as hard to spend time with Rei as he had thought.

"Rei..." he began cautiously - offers like this were hugely out of character for the boy, "if you like I-I could show you some things that you might think are.. fun." He mentally winced, both at his stutter and in preperation for her outright rejection of his offer. He therefore became confused and mildly hopeful as she seemed to be considering his proposal.

"That would be acceptable Pilot Ikari. When would you suggest we begin?"

'Another difference. She never asked my opinion before.'

"How about when the test are done? We still have most of the day left to us anyway." He replied out loud.

"Very well then. I will join you after the tests are concluded." With that Rei closed her eyes and resumed concentrating on her sinc ratio, even though no-one outside appeared to be paying attention to it either way. Ritsuko certainly wasn't. Shinji could see her holding back Misato with Hyuga's help, trying to prevent her from shooting Asuka. From what Shinji could make out Misato's arguement that she would only wing Asuka, maybe only in the leg, was falling on deaf ears.

The brown haried boy sighed loudly, watching the bubbles float upwards through the LCL in front of his face and leant back in his chair.

'How much longer?"

Half an hour later all three pilots were out of their plugs and, having showered and changed, were waiting for the test results in the debriefing room. However, not even Asuka was that bothered about the outcome, as it was more than apparent that the test had taken a poor second to the verbal brawl betwwen her and the commander.

The three Children were still sitting in the many rows of seats when both Misato and Ritsuko entered the room. Upon their entrance the three stood perfunctoraly.

"Hey guys! You all did great today! Well, probably." Shinji sighed and sat back down. It was hard to respect Misato in her role as commander when he knew her as well as he did. Ritsuko chose to speak now.

"Unsurprisingly we didn't manage to gather any infromation during the tests due to distractions," the blond shot a glance at her old friend in irritation, "so the test will be re-sheduled for later in the week. Hopefully this time certain people will act their age."

"Well you're older than me Ritsu, so it's only natural for me to be more childlike." Misato grinned at the doctor.

"Your only a few months younger than me, so why do you act decades younger hmm?" Misato's grin was abruptly replaced by a dark scowl. Grumbling she turned to the three children, two of whom had grown sweatdrops.

"Well anyway I'll give you three a lift home. Lets go." Shinji's sweatdrop grew exponentially.

"Uh, don't you have reports to file, work to do, commander stuff?" he asked.

"Ah don't worry about it. I always make time for my widdle-Shinji." Shinji frowned as best he could with Misato pinching his cheek. Breaking free he remembered his plans for the afternoon and prepared for the worst.

"Um, actually I have plans already." Asuka's scowl suddenly filled his vision.

"Yeah right Third. And what, pray tell, would they be?" Before Shinji could open his mouth, another answered for him.

"Pilot Ikari has offered to show me how to have fun." Rei's quiet tones silenced the room.

'Shit. Could that have sounded any worse!' Shinji began to sweat as Asuka started to twitch.

"What. The. Hell. BAKA!" Spinning towards the terrified boy Asuka reached out and grabbed his collar, hauling him close. "You pervert! You were going to show Ayanami a good time huh? You sick..sick..BAKA!"

"I-It's not like that I swear! I m-mean I was going to show her how to have fun, b-but not like that! I mean-"

Asuka rolled her eyes and shoved Shinji away watching him stumble.

"You have 5 seconds. Explain."

"AyanamisaidsheneverhadachancetohavefunbeforesoIthoughtIwouldshowhersomethingsthatarefunsosheknowswhatitis." The German girl blinked, as did Misato and Ritsuko who were both watching in amusement as Shinji got tormented.

"Stop dummkopf. Say it again slowly. Baka." Asuka sighed as she added the insult half heartedly. When she had heard what Ayanami said she had flipped. Rage had taken over, and though she was loath to admit it, she had been slightly jealous as well. 'Why would the baka want to spend time with her? He never wants to spend time with me.' She grimaced slightly as she remembered exactly why that might be. Her thoughts were interupted by Shinji's repitiion of his explanation.

"Ayanami said that she never had the chance to enjoy herself before so I thought I could show her some fun things, so she would know what fun is." Asuka didn't miss the timid caste to his voice or the shifting eyes. She thought he looked ready to duck if she went ballistic. For some reason the fact that he saw her that way ...hurt. 'Well I can't let this opportunity pass me by! Mein Gott I'm going to regret this.' She looked at Shinji again. 'Well, maybe not so much.'

"Oh yeah? That doesn't surprise me from Wonderdoll. Well I have good news for you Shinji! I'm going with you. I don't trust a pervert like you no matter what you and Ayanami say. Besides your idea of fun is listening to that SDAT of yours all night. A stone could show Ayanami what fun is better than you."

Asuka felt a twinge of pain again as she saw Shinji sigh and look downcast at her words.

'Does he really want to spend time with her? Or does he just not want to be around me?'

'Shit.'

"Come on Baka, Wonderdoll lets go." Misato watched as Asuka dragged the other two pilots through the door, shaking her head in amusement. Her blond friend looked at her and smirked.

"They grow up so fast, eh, Misato?" Ritsuko watched as Misato's face took on a wistful look. "Did you see Asuka's face? I could almost swear she was jealous for a minute there." The doctor's smirk widened as she saw Misato's reaction to her sly tone.

"Heh, yeah. Poor Shinji. So much for Sunday being a day of rest. He's going to be working all day to keep Asuka happy not to mention dealing with Rei." Misato's expression turned serious as she contemplated the changes in both her roomates. "Your right about Asuka though. I just hope she decides what she wants from Shinji before she loses her chance. Even he won't wait forever."

"What makes you think that he feels anything for her aside from friendship anyway?" Ritsuko asked genuinely curious.

"I don't know. I just hope they don't end up hurting each other."

"Yeah I know, 'Their your babies'!"

"Shut up Ritsuko."

There we go. Chapter one done and dusted. I feel it's best to point out to you now that I will probably update about once a week, unless it's to correct a mistake in the text. If you do find anything in the story you want clarification on just tell me and I'll try to work t into the next chapter, if at all possible. There are some deliberatly vague areas that will remain so until later in the story. See thats me pretending I have a plot.

Alright people now I know it's hard, but I'm gonna have to ask you to review. I know, I know, I nearly never do it either, mostly because i'm not smart enough to think of suggestions that may actually be useful to the author, but still I implore you for your help. I promise I'll review in return if you do. Ok thats a lie and a pretty big one at that, I have no intention of doing any such thing. BUT, I can promise I will think about reviewing.

NB. This is also a lie.