I turn sixteen in three days.

Happy birthday to me.

I'm scared. I can't talk to anyone about this, I can barely talk to Kaworu about it and he's the one it's happening to. I hate this. I hate feeling like this.

I don't want to be alone again.

He'll get the better. The Doctor will help. Everything will be fine.

I'm probably just freaking out over nothing.

Asuka shifted quietly. It was morning - she could tell that much by the dim light that had managed to make it past the blinds on the window. Still, it felt earlier then it probably was and besides, she was nice and warm under the blankets, especially because of the body nestled up against hers. Her back is pressed into someone's chest, an arm ( Read more... )

It was actually fairly difficult to try and carry an adult, even if there were three of them. It wasn't because Misato was heavy (she wasn't, especially), but because she was just bigger then any of them. It was something of a placing that they onl had to stagger a few steps to dump her onto the couch. They were back in the apartment that Asuka had ( Read more... )

We need to go get her. I... ugh... I know it's supposed to be my stupid honeymoon, but I can't just let her die. Not again. I can salvage that much at least.

When she'd taken Minato's mirror, she'd only hesitated for a few moments. She was going back to a world that... wasn't quite her own. It was supposed to be dead. It was supposed to be gone. But this one? This one wasn't. The world-hop is a familiar sensation. A rushing, tugging, pushing sensation and then she was somewhere that was actually quite ( Read more... )

So, what's this I've been hearing about a virus last weekend? I didn't notice anything different.

( Cut for spoilerish things and head-canon. )

[Locked to Self]

I don't know why I'm writing this. No one is going to see this but me. No one is ever going to read this. It's just random thoughts and rambling. This is stupid. Why am I even writing this down? I should be happy - I am happy. I'm perfectly happy. Life is good, for once. I don't have to worry about the world ending. I'm not piloting ( Read more... )

Asuka grinned to herself. Today was a good day. She had the day off, the A/C was running, and she had a TiVoed football match to watch. She flopped back on the sofa, remote control in one hand, can of soda in the other. With a few clicks, she brought up the game and started it running. One of the things she hated about living in Japan was being ( Read more... )