The Unbeatable Angel Part 1
A NGE/Club-to-Death Angel Dokuro-chan fusion
Disclaimer: I donÆt own this series or any other series. I am just floating an idea. I am making no money, nor plan to, off this venture. If you think of suing me over this, then grow up.
I would like to first personally thank all of those reviewing my stories. I enjoy reading your comments, and try to correct the grammatical errors I miss with my final read-through as well as my spell checkers. The suggestions you all make will help make this story better for everyone to enjoy, as well as allow my to fix some plot holes I may unintentionally leave. If you find any, let me know, and I will correct them and repost the chapters.
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ôClass, we have a new student today. Miss, please introduce yourself.ö
Shinji looked up, barely acknowledging anything. It had been a rough few days since the last Angel attack. Asuka was being her usual self ... which meant Shinji was sporting two new slaps, lack of sleep from doing all the chores, and a sore ankle from PenPen demanding food since Misato had forgot to feed him ... again. He was just looking forward to a few boring weeks.
He wasnÆt going to get it.
ôNice to meet you!ö cried out the new girl. ôMy nameÆs Mitsukai Dokuro! Please call me Dokuro-chan!ö
Shinji looked at the girl. She had pale blue hair like ReiÆs, done in what were called ôpuppy-dog earsö, with emerald green eyes, plus a ... halo ... over her head? Why do I feel an impending sense of doom?
ôRight now, I will be moving in with my fiancÚ; Ikari Shinji-kun,ö she said, blushing, as the males in the class directed a death glare to the Third Child.
ôHuh?ö said Shinji. Since when am I engaged?
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Section-2 was watching over the secret cameras in the classroom.
ôSince when is the Third Child engaged to someone?ö asked one guy.
ôBetter to that sweet and innocent girl than the redhead.ö
ôAgreed, but you know Ikari isnÆt going to like this.ö
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ôAll right,ö said the Teacher, finally showing some concern as some of the males were starting to pop their knuckles as they slowly advanced on the Third Child. ôSettle down. Dokuro-chanÆs parents are currently traveling through the north as part of some sort of foreign military unit, so sheÆs going through a lot.ö
Shinji nodded. Her parents must be part of the UN Forces.
The blue haired girl continued. ôMy favorite foods are dorayaki, red Vienna sausage, and mayonnaise. My favorite type of guy is one who doesnÆt watch Kouhaku at the end of the year, but is the one who continues to watch other competing television programs. I am 153 cm. tall, and from the top; my three sizes are 85, 52, and 81.ö
Asuka began to growl, as the girlÆs measurementsùas she understood the conversion between metric and English measurementsùwere better than her own, thus endangering her position as the hottest girl in school.
ôAs youÆve just heard,ö stated the teacher, ôDokuro-chan has a great body. IÆll be looking forward to gym class.ö
The girls in the class scooted away from the pervert teacher.
ôMan,ö whined Toji, ôhow did Ikari get engaged to such a hot girl.ö
ôBetter her than the Devil,ö muttered Kensuke, not wanting to be attacked by said girl.
ôNow, regarding Dokuro-chanÆs seat...ö
ôExcuse me, Sensei,ö Dokuro interrupted. ôI donÆt know much about this school yet; so is it alright if I sit next to Shinji-kun?ö
The murderous glares of his fellow students once again descended on Shinji.
ôExcuse me,ö said Hikari. ôI believe it is the job of the Class Representative to look after new transfer students.ö
Dokuro gasped, as she whipped out a large spiked bat, before she began to twirl it. ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
HikariÆs form glowed in an array of colors, before it dispersed, leaving the Class Representative as ... a monkey ... who immediately set about attacking Toji.
ôGET THE CLASS REP OFF ME!ö
ôNo way!ö yelled Kensuke. ôMonkeys fling their shit if they get angry!ö
ôOh,ö said the teacher, ignoring the fact that both the Class Representative had been turned into a screaming monkey, but also that said monkey was tearing into Toji. ôIÆve been meaning to ask, Dokuro-chan. What is that ring you have above your head?ö
ôOh, this is an AngelÆs halo. IÆm an angel, you see.ö
ôOh,ö said the teacher. ôDoes this mean you will soon be destroying the city?ö
ôNo, those arenÆt Angels; those are just genetic creations from a long dead race to create life. They always fall asleep when you say the phrase: Quixilplix!ö
Rei, who had been about to ask Shinji how he was engaged to an Angel, immediately fell asleep at her desk. But since Rei never paid attention in class, no one noticed or cared to wake her up.
ôDid everyone hear that?ö asked the teacher, speaking over HikariÆs roar as she continued to rip into Toji. ôIt seems Dokuro-chan is a real angel, and not a genetic creation trying to remove all life from this planet, or the other ôAngelsö as NERV calls them. Just because sheÆs an Angel, you shouldnÆt make her feel left out while sheÆs here.ö
ôOkay, Sensei,ö said the rest of the class ... well, those who were not monkeys, getting beaten by monkeys, or glaring at said Angel for having a better body.
Shinji, however, did not respond. Sure, he had heard it, but he was wondering how he got engaged to an Angel. He thought it had to be his mother, as he really couldnÆt see his father doing this.
Now if she had horns and a pitchfork, then he might see Gendo trying it.
ôSo anyway, Sensei; since the Class Representative has turned into a monkey, IÆll sit next to Ikari-kun.ö
ôI guess so; thereÆs nothing we can do about it if sheÆs a monkey.ö
Giggling, she turned to Shinji. ôIÆll be counting on you, Shinji-kun!ö
ôYou canÆt be alone with that baka!ö yelled Asuka, finally getting her mind wrapped around what was going on. If Shinji lived with a fiancÚe, then the fiancÚe would have more power to order him around than Asuka. That couldnÆt be allowed. ôHeÆll do perverted things to you in your sleep.ö
ôNo I wonÆt!ö yelled Shinji, standing up.
This was perhaps the worst thing he could have done, as defending himself is usually like asking the Universe to just ôbeat on himö some more. In this case, the flailing Toji who was still trying to dislodge the neo-primate Class Representative from his body; collided with Shinji, sending him stumbling down the isle between the chairs, and face first into DokuroÆs chest.
Dokuro glowed a golden glow, before she ripped out her bat again. ôHENTAI! EXCALIBORG!ö
Asuka laughed a bit, until the fine red mist that had once been Shinji Ikari coated her and the rest of the class.
Rei continued to sleep, licking her lips. ôI hate meat,ö she muttered.
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôWhat do you mean the Third Child is engaged to an Angel?ö yelled Gendo. He was currently standing before Unit 01 with Dr. Akagi and the current head of Section-2.
ôShe had the proper paperwork filed, and claims the supposed ôAngelsö we are fighting are nothing more than ôgenetic creations by the White Moon Project on a planet fourteen galaxies away from here who hoped to create lifeö. She also said that all of the White Moon Projects as well as Black Moon Projects could be put to sleep for quick disposal by saying a certain word to them.ö
ôAnd that word is?ö asked Ritsuko, not believing it could be that simple.
ôQuixilplix,ö said the man.
Sadly, the man should not have been standing as close as he had been to Unit 01 when he said those words, as Unit 01 immediately fell forward, knocking the man into the wall, as it started to snore.
This might have been a good thing, as it prevented him from having to tell Gendo that said Angel had also reduced the Third Child to a fine mist, before magically restoring him to life.
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Shinji just wanted this day to end. First he found out he was engaged to a real Angel, and not the aliens that he was forced to fight to protect the planet; but a real Angel. Then said Angel turned the Class Rep into a monkey who pissed on him during lunch. This was followed by him getting knocked into the well-developed chest of his fiancÚe, causing her to use a spiked bat on him and kill him, before she resurrected him.
And to make matters worse, not one person in the class seemed to care that she had killed him. They were more upset that he was engaged to her.
Except for Rei; she just seemed to sleep most of the day, until he woke her up after school was over. She had no idea she had been so tired.
ôShe has the same hair color as Rei,ö he muttered. ôI wonder if theyÆre related.ö
This is when he made his next mistake of the day. You see, since he assumed it was his room, he assumed that no one else would be in there. After all, neither Misato nor Asuka would change clothes in his room. So he felt no fear as he opened the door to enter his room.
So, opening his door, he did not to expect to find anyone in there.
What he found was a topless Dokuro-chan, in the midst of changing.
They stared at each other for a few seconds. In this time, he could only think of one thing. They look better than AyanamiÆs.
ôNOOOOOOOO!ö cried the girl, as she produced her famous bat once again and separated ShinjiÆs head from his shoulders.
She opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment at Shinji walking in on her as she was preparing to remove her panties, to see the blood covered walls, floor, ceiling, herself, and the twitching corpse of Shinji Ikari on the floor. ôOh no! Pipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôSo,ö teased Misato, already slightly buzzed as Shinji began to cook, ôyouÆre my little ShinjiÆs fiancÚe?ö
Dokuro-chan nodded happily. ôIt all started back so many years ago, when me and Shinji walked along the beach.ö
ôIÆve never met you before today,ö added Shinji, having to correct the girl occasionally on her ôremembranceö of the past.
ôWe had spent the whole day swimming in the ocean, building sand castles.ö
ôI canÆt swim.ö
ôWe met again later that year in grade school, both of our moms walking us that important first day.ö
ôMy mom was dead before grade school.ö
ôAnd on those monkey bars, we made a promise on those magical memories to always be together.ö
ôOnce again, IÆve never seen you before today.ö
ôAnd our fathers agreed to join our families through our marriage.ö
ôMy father hates my guts. HeÆd rather engage me to a lemming.ö
ôWark.ö
ôSorry, but my father feels youÆre too good for me, PenPen.ö
ôThatÆs so sweet,ö cried Misato, believing the girlÆs story over Shinji. ôWAH! My little Shin-chanÆs all grown up!ö
Sighing and lowering his head, Shinji continued to stir the soup. ôThis is all some weird hallucination.ö
ôGod damn it,ö muttered Asuka, coming into the dining area fresh from her shower, still wrapped in a towel. ôI had to wash my hair ten times to get HikariÆs crap out of my hair.ö She walked into the kitchen, looking at Dokuro-chan. ôWhat is she doing here?ö
ôSheÆs ShinjiÆs fiancÚe of course,ö said Misato. ôWhy wouldnÆt she want to spend time with Shinji?ö
ôShe moved into my room,ö said Shinji. ôI had no say in the matter.ö
ôWell, grow a spine, baka, and kick her out.ö
ôWAH!ö cried Dokuro-chan, launching across the room and glomping onto Shinji, nearly making him burn himself on the stove. ôHow could you throw away our love, Shinji? We have so much history!ö
ôWeÆve just met today,ö said Shinji. ôAnd youÆve killed me twice.ö
ôBut I brought you back,ö she said, clutching his arm. ôDoesnÆt that count?ö
ôNot really,ö said Shinji, as he continued to prepare dinner.
ôAh; and how did she kill you Shinji?ö teased Misato.
ôLike this,ö smiled Dokuro-chan.
Soon, Misato learned that Shinji had not been exaggerating or hinting at ôthe little deathö when he told her what Dokuro-chan had done.
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôI thought I asked you not to do that anymore,ö said Shinji.
Dokuro-chan played with her fingers. ôI forgot.ö
ôYou killed me!ö screamed Shinji. ôHow could you forget someone asking you not to kill them?ö
ôI was working on keeping that promise we made so long ago.ö
ôWe never made any promise that long ago,ö said Shinji. ôIn fact, we just met today, and you killed me three times so far.ö
Taking a deep breath, Shinji turned to her, holding her by her shoulders. ôI want you to promise me that you will not kill me or anyone else anymore. This also includes turning them into animals.ö
ôWell...ö fumbled Dokuro-chan, as she played with her fingers.
ôAnd I want you to turn Hikari back to normal the next time you see her.ö
ôWell...ö
ôNow, do you promise?ö
ôI promise on all our memories of that night so long ago.ö
Twitching, Shinji began to gather his clothes for bed. ôIÆve never met you before today.ö
ôKnock, knock,ö said Misato, barging into the room. ôNow, remember, Shinji,ö teased Misato, the extra two beers she had to calm her nerves from seeing Shinji splattered all over the wall being enough to make her no longer care if her charge was being attacked, ôno funny business in bed with your cute fiancÚe.ö
ôEh?ö gasped the two.
Giggling, Misato waved her finger at them. ôI know how touchy-feely kids your age can get.ö
ôT-t-t-touchy-feely?ö gasped Dokuro-chan, as she turned back to face Shinji.
Sadly, Shinji had raised his arm to try and get Misato to stop teasing both him and the girl with the very deadly bat. Which sadly lead to his open hand grasping her breast as she turned to confront him to see if he was touchy-feely.
As time stood still, Shinji could only think of one thing other than his quickly approaching death.
They feel firmer than AyanamiÆs.
ôBAKA HENTAI!ö screamed Dokuro-chan, as Shinji quickly became red paint for his wall.
Asuka caught the tail end of it, coming to try and convince Dokuro-chan not to stay with a pervert like Shinji. Smiling, she nodded to herself as she went to her room. ôI like this girl.
ôI wonder if she can get me a bat like that.ö
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
A NGE/Club-to-Death Angel Dokuro-chan fusion
Disclaimer: I donÆt own this series or any other series. I am just floating an idea. I am making no money, nor plan to, off this venture. If you think of suing me over this, then grow up.
I would like to first personally thank all of those reviewing my stories. I enjoy reading your comments, and try to correct the grammatical errors I miss with my final read-through as well as my spell checkers. The suggestions you all make will help make this story better for everyone to enjoy, as well as allow my to fix some plot holes I may unintentionally leave. If you find any, let me know, and I will correct them and repost the chapters.
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ôClass, we have a new student today. Miss, please introduce yourself.ö
Shinji looked up, barely acknowledging anything. It had been a rough few days since the last Angel attack. Asuka was being her usual self ... which meant Shinji was sporting two new slaps, lack of sleep from doing all the chores, and a sore ankle from PenPen demanding food since Misato had forgot to feed him ... again. He was just looking forward to a few boring weeks.
He wasnÆt going to get it.
ôNice to meet you!ö cried out the new girl. ôMy nameÆs Mitsukai Dokuro! Please call me Dokuro-chan!ö
Shinji looked at the girl. She had pale blue hair like ReiÆs, done in what were called ôpuppy-dog earsö, with emerald green eyes, plus a ... halo ... over her head? Why do I feel an impending sense of doom?
ôRight now, I will be moving in with my fiancÚ; Ikari Shinji-kun,ö she said, blushing, as the males in the class directed a death glare to the Third Child.
ôHuh?ö said Shinji. Since when am I engaged?
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Section-2 was watching over the secret cameras in the classroom.
ôSince when is the Third Child engaged to someone?ö asked one guy.
ôBetter to that sweet and innocent girl than the redhead.ö
ôAgreed, but you know Ikari isnÆt going to like this.ö
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ôAll right,ö said the Teacher, finally showing some concern as some of the males were starting to pop their knuckles as they slowly advanced on the Third Child. ôSettle down. Dokuro-chanÆs parents are currently traveling through the north as part of some sort of foreign military unit, so sheÆs going through a lot.ö
Shinji nodded. Her parents must be part of the UN Forces.
The blue haired girl continued. ôMy favorite foods are dorayaki, red Vienna sausage, and mayonnaise. My favorite type of guy is one who doesnÆt watch Kouhaku at the end of the year, but is the one who continues to watch other competing television programs. I am 153 cm. tall, and from the top; my three sizes are 85, 52, and 81.ö
Asuka began to growl, as the girlÆs measurementsùas she understood the conversion between metric and English measurementsùwere better than her own, thus endangering her position as the hottest girl in school.
ôAs youÆve just heard,ö stated the teacher, ôDokuro-chan has a great body. IÆll be looking forward to gym class.ö
The girls in the class scooted away from the pervert teacher.
ôMan,ö whined Toji, ôhow did Ikari get engaged to such a hot girl.ö
ôBetter her than the Devil,ö muttered Kensuke, not wanting to be attacked by said girl.
ôNow, regarding Dokuro-chanÆs seat...ö
ôExcuse me, Sensei,ö Dokuro interrupted. ôI donÆt know much about this school yet; so is it alright if I sit next to Shinji-kun?ö
The murderous glares of his fellow students once again descended on Shinji.
ôExcuse me,ö said Hikari. ôI believe it is the job of the Class Representative to look after new transfer students.ö
Dokuro gasped, as she whipped out a large spiked bat, before she began to twirl it. ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
HikariÆs form glowed in an array of colors, before it dispersed, leaving the Class Representative as ... a monkey ... who immediately set about attacking Toji.
ôGET THE CLASS REP OFF ME!ö
ôNo way!ö yelled Kensuke. ôMonkeys fling their shit if they get angry!ö
ôOh,ö said the teacher, ignoring the fact that both the Class Representative had been turned into a screaming monkey, but also that said monkey was tearing into Toji. ôIÆve been meaning to ask, Dokuro-chan. What is that ring you have above your head?ö
ôOh, this is an AngelÆs halo. IÆm an angel, you see.ö
ôOh,ö said the teacher. ôDoes this mean you will soon be destroying the city?ö
ôNo, those arenÆt Angels; those are just genetic creations from a long dead race to create life. They always fall asleep when you say the phrase: Quixilplix!ö
Rei, who had been about to ask Shinji how he was engaged to an Angel, immediately fell asleep at her desk. But since Rei never paid attention in class, no one noticed or cared to wake her up.
ôDid everyone hear that?ö asked the teacher, speaking over HikariÆs roar as she continued to rip into Toji. ôIt seems Dokuro-chan is a real angel, and not a genetic creation trying to remove all life from this planet, or the other ôAngelsö as NERV calls them. Just because sheÆs an Angel, you shouldnÆt make her feel left out while sheÆs here.ö
ôOkay, Sensei,ö said the rest of the class ... well, those who were not monkeys, getting beaten by monkeys, or glaring at said Angel for having a better body.
Shinji, however, did not respond. Sure, he had heard it, but he was wondering how he got engaged to an Angel. He thought it had to be his mother, as he really couldnÆt see his father doing this.
Now if she had horns and a pitchfork, then he might see Gendo trying it.
ôSo anyway, Sensei; since the Class Representative has turned into a monkey, IÆll sit next to Ikari-kun.ö
ôI guess so; thereÆs nothing we can do about it if sheÆs a monkey.ö
Giggling, she turned to Shinji. ôIÆll be counting on you, Shinji-kun!ö
ôYou canÆt be alone with that baka!ö yelled Asuka, finally getting her mind wrapped around what was going on. If Shinji lived with a fiancÚe, then the fiancÚe would have more power to order him around than Asuka. That couldnÆt be allowed. ôHeÆll do perverted things to you in your sleep.ö
ôNo I wonÆt!ö yelled Shinji, standing up.
This was perhaps the worst thing he could have done, as defending himself is usually like asking the Universe to just ôbeat on himö some more. In this case, the flailing Toji who was still trying to dislodge the neo-primate Class Representative from his body; collided with Shinji, sending him stumbling down the isle between the chairs, and face first into DokuroÆs chest.
Dokuro glowed a golden glow, before she ripped out her bat again. ôHENTAI! EXCALIBORG!ö
Asuka laughed a bit, until the fine red mist that had once been Shinji Ikari coated her and the rest of the class.
Rei continued to sleep, licking her lips. ôI hate meat,ö she muttered.
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôWhat do you mean the Third Child is engaged to an Angel?ö yelled Gendo. He was currently standing before Unit 01 with Dr. Akagi and the current head of Section-2.
ôShe had the proper paperwork filed, and claims the supposed ôAngelsö we are fighting are nothing more than ôgenetic creations by the White Moon Project on a planet fourteen galaxies away from here who hoped to create lifeö. She also said that all of the White Moon Projects as well as Black Moon Projects could be put to sleep for quick disposal by saying a certain word to them.ö
ôAnd that word is?ö asked Ritsuko, not believing it could be that simple.
ôQuixilplix,ö said the man.
Sadly, the man should not have been standing as close as he had been to Unit 01 when he said those words, as Unit 01 immediately fell forward, knocking the man into the wall, as it started to snore.
This might have been a good thing, as it prevented him from having to tell Gendo that said Angel had also reduced the Third Child to a fine mist, before magically restoring him to life.
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Shinji just wanted this day to end. First he found out he was engaged to a real Angel, and not the aliens that he was forced to fight to protect the planet; but a real Angel. Then said Angel turned the Class Rep into a monkey who pissed on him during lunch. This was followed by him getting knocked into the well-developed chest of his fiancÚe, causing her to use a spiked bat on him and kill him, before she resurrected him.
And to make matters worse, not one person in the class seemed to care that she had killed him. They were more upset that he was engaged to her.
Except for Rei; she just seemed to sleep most of the day, until he woke her up after school was over. She had no idea she had been so tired.
ôShe has the same hair color as Rei,ö he muttered. ôI wonder if theyÆre related.ö
This is when he made his next mistake of the day. You see, since he assumed it was his room, he assumed that no one else would be in there. After all, neither Misato nor Asuka would change clothes in his room. So he felt no fear as he opened the door to enter his room.
So, opening his door, he did not to expect to find anyone in there.
What he found was a topless Dokuro-chan, in the midst of changing.
They stared at each other for a few seconds. In this time, he could only think of one thing. They look better than AyanamiÆs.
ôNOOOOOOOO!ö cried the girl, as she produced her famous bat once again and separated ShinjiÆs head from his shoulders.
She opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment at Shinji walking in on her as she was preparing to remove her panties, to see the blood covered walls, floor, ceiling, herself, and the twitching corpse of Shinji Ikari on the floor. ôOh no! Pipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôSo,ö teased Misato, already slightly buzzed as Shinji began to cook, ôyouÆre my little ShinjiÆs fiancÚe?ö
Dokuro-chan nodded happily. ôIt all started back so many years ago, when me and Shinji walked along the beach.ö
ôIÆve never met you before today,ö added Shinji, having to correct the girl occasionally on her ôremembranceö of the past.
ôWe had spent the whole day swimming in the ocean, building sand castles.ö
ôI canÆt swim.ö
ôWe met again later that year in grade school, both of our moms walking us that important first day.ö
ôMy mom was dead before grade school.ö
ôAnd on those monkey bars, we made a promise on those magical memories to always be together.ö
ôOnce again, IÆve never seen you before today.ö
ôAnd our fathers agreed to join our families through our marriage.ö
ôMy father hates my guts. HeÆd rather engage me to a lemming.ö
ôWark.ö
ôSorry, but my father feels youÆre too good for me, PenPen.ö
ôThatÆs so sweet,ö cried Misato, believing the girlÆs story over Shinji. ôWAH! My little Shin-chanÆs all grown up!ö
Sighing and lowering his head, Shinji continued to stir the soup. ôThis is all some weird hallucination.ö
ôGod damn it,ö muttered Asuka, coming into the dining area fresh from her shower, still wrapped in a towel. ôI had to wash my hair ten times to get HikariÆs crap out of my hair.ö She walked into the kitchen, looking at Dokuro-chan. ôWhat is she doing here?ö
ôSheÆs ShinjiÆs fiancÚe of course,ö said Misato. ôWhy wouldnÆt she want to spend time with Shinji?ö
ôShe moved into my room,ö said Shinji. ôI had no say in the matter.ö
ôWell, grow a spine, baka, and kick her out.ö
ôWAH!ö cried Dokuro-chan, launching across the room and glomping onto Shinji, nearly making him burn himself on the stove. ôHow could you throw away our love, Shinji? We have so much history!ö
ôWeÆve just met today,ö said Shinji. ôAnd youÆve killed me twice.ö
ôBut I brought you back,ö she said, clutching his arm. ôDoesnÆt that count?ö
ôNot really,ö said Shinji, as he continued to prepare dinner.
ôAh; and how did she kill you Shinji?ö teased Misato.
ôLike this,ö smiled Dokuro-chan.
Soon, Misato learned that Shinji had not been exaggerating or hinting at ôthe little deathö when he told her what Dokuro-chan had done.
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
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ôI thought I asked you not to do that anymore,ö said Shinji.
Dokuro-chan played with her fingers. ôI forgot.ö
ôYou killed me!ö screamed Shinji. ôHow could you forget someone asking you not to kill them?ö
ôI was working on keeping that promise we made so long ago.ö
ôWe never made any promise that long ago,ö said Shinji. ôIn fact, we just met today, and you killed me three times so far.ö
Taking a deep breath, Shinji turned to her, holding her by her shoulders. ôI want you to promise me that you will not kill me or anyone else anymore. This also includes turning them into animals.ö
ôWell...ö fumbled Dokuro-chan, as she played with her fingers.
ôAnd I want you to turn Hikari back to normal the next time you see her.ö
ôWell...ö
ôNow, do you promise?ö
ôI promise on all our memories of that night so long ago.ö
Twitching, Shinji began to gather his clothes for bed. ôIÆve never met you before today.ö
ôKnock, knock,ö said Misato, barging into the room. ôNow, remember, Shinji,ö teased Misato, the extra two beers she had to calm her nerves from seeing Shinji splattered all over the wall being enough to make her no longer care if her charge was being attacked, ôno funny business in bed with your cute fiancÚe.ö
ôEh?ö gasped the two.
Giggling, Misato waved her finger at them. ôI know how touchy-feely kids your age can get.ö
ôT-t-t-touchy-feely?ö gasped Dokuro-chan, as she turned back to face Shinji.
Sadly, Shinji had raised his arm to try and get Misato to stop teasing both him and the girl with the very deadly bat. Which sadly lead to his open hand grasping her breast as she turned to confront him to see if he was touchy-feely.
As time stood still, Shinji could only think of one thing other than his quickly approaching death.
They feel firmer than AyanamiÆs.
ôBAKA HENTAI!ö screamed Dokuro-chan, as Shinji quickly became red paint for his wall.
Asuka caught the tail end of it, coming to try and convince Dokuro-chan not to stay with a pervert like Shinji. Smiling, she nodded to herself as she went to her room. ôI like this girl.
ôI wonder if she can get me a bat like that.ö
ôPipiru piru piru pipiru pi!ö
