- - i need you.

idiot. i'd never let someone like you kill me.

[zweitbeste]

( I wonder if anyone could get Asuka to laugh. A genuine laugh. Maybe some day. )

[hedgehog-in-dilemma-blog]

She’s watching him.  Shinji is not brazen enough to meet her eyes.  He feels them on him, and he knows she’s daring him to put it on.  If he doesn’t, he’ll be mocked as hard as he’ll be mocked for not wearing it.  Damned if he does, damned if he don’t.  That’s his life.

Stiffly, and in increments of movement, he places the wig on his head. Oh, now he just feels like an idiot.  Sheepishly, Shinji peers at her from the drapery formed by the pastel bangs.  “I- I wanted to try… Does it look good on me?”  He shoves in a compliment, lest she thinks he’s only thinking of himself.  That’s been a complaint lately.  “Your- Yours looks really good, Asuka,”  It helps that he’s not lying.  In fact, he’s a bit jealous.  Asuka can make a mop look like it fits into a shampoo advert.

[zweitbeste]

Shinji looks like a pop idol wannabe. Asuka places her hands on her hips and looks him up and down with a judging eye.

He sweet talks her, probably to get her to go easy on him with her next words. So, Asuka humors him, if only this once, "You look like a little kid." Nothing too mean, she's capable of harsher.

"Now you need a dress and you'll look like a porcelain doll." Since when had Shinji been so pale? She remembers him being darker. Asuka moves forward and takes hold of one of the pigtails. If it were Shinji's real hair, it'd hurt if she yanked it off. She's tempted to either way, but then she throws him a glance out the corner of her eye before releasing.

[hedgehog-in-dilemma-blog]

Interrupted in the middle of his search through the bags, Shinji looks blankly up at her.  “Uh.  What do you mean?  Use what to what?”  As the hanging light bulb flickers, his eyes brighten.  “Yeah, oh!  Um.  Something for your hair.  Uh.”

The batteries in his DVD player have to be good still.  He shoots out of there, and makes it back in record time.  “Here!”  A buzzing shaver is stuck a touch too close to her face.  Apologizing, Shinji jerks it away and cautiously lays it on the table.  “Um.  There.”

While Asuka provides her hair with a proper sendoff, he returns to the bags.  One of them has toppled over, its pigtailed wig strewn partly across the floor like a crawling pink-and-yellow octopus.  Shinji picks it up, wondering whether putting it on would make Asuka laugh or just piss her off.  Brow furrowed, he tries to think of a time he’s ever heard her giggle.  Not even the sight of Kaji has produced a sound like that in her, if he remembers correctly.

[zweitbeste]

Puffs of orange hair fall to the floor. Asuka moves carefully around the scar so she doesn't irritate it. The weight on her head slowly lessens until it's gone completely. All that's left is an orange fuzz covering her scalp. She doesn't even want to see what she looks like. She doesn't want Shinji to see what she looks like.

Before he can look over, she grabs the wig she picked out and fits it nicely onto her head. The cap does a good job at making sure her scalp isn't itchy.

When she turns, she's greeted with the sight of Shinji gawking at a garish wig in his hands. Is he thinking of putting it on? That'd be a sight to see.

[zweitbeste]

Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear future me,

Make sure your hair grows out to look really cute.

-

Dear past me,

Don't try anything with him.

-

Dear person I'm jealous of,

Everyone thinks you're amazing. I've been working at this longer than you have but you get all the praise. How dare you.

The worst part is maybe I think you're a little amazing too.

[zweitbeste]

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear person I had a crush on,

I wonder if I was ever even an option to you.

[zweitbeste]

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I hate,

At least I went out with a bang, right? Haha... ha...

[zweitbeste]

I will write about the following. Leave one in my ask box:

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend,

Dear ex girlfriend,

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear Santa,

Dear Mom,

Dear Dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear [future] girlfriend,

Dear [future] boyfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

[zweitbeste]

Ah I wish you could be on more often... I really love your writing

( I know I've made a point not to answer OOC anons but...

I would like to be on more often as well, but I do have a lot on my plate.

However, I'm working on managing my time so I have more free time between college and work. But nowadays, most of that free time is spent sleeping or going out with friends.

I hope you understand. I appreciate that you like my writing. )

[zweitbeste]

That is true, I suppose. However, I know a little bit about you, and was hoping we could chat. Thoughts?

……

Fine. Don’t waste my time.

[mrmattstuart]

"Then my first question for you, Asuka," Matt started, looking down at his hands. He started to count off the talking points on his fingertips, but reduced it down to strictly one. "How exactly can you support working for NERV? You know they’re not the good guys, right?"

[zweitbeste]

With a single eye made of blue flame, she glowers at him.

"I don't work for anyone anymore," Asuka spits. "I'm the only one left on my world." It's a lonely existence, but she's so used to being alone that it hardly even fazes her. She takes a threatening step forward, sizing him up. "Besides, who the hell are you to question what I do? I worked my whole life to pilot!"

I don't know anything else.

[paopufruit]

[zweitbeste]

That is true, I suppose. However, I know a little bit about you, and was hoping we could chat. Thoughts?

......

Fine. Don't waste my time.

[zweitbeste]

Hey Asuka, what's new?

I don't know you.

[zweitbeste]

Have you ever considered seeing a psychologist?

Where the hell do you get a psychologist out here?

[hedgehog-in-dilemma-blog]

To be perfectly honest, Shinji doesn’t trust himself with scissors or a shaver, either.  Asuka’s look is justified.  “Oh, um.  That’s cool, too.  Why don’t I get you some wigs to put on, if you ever go outside of your… place?”  He steps over to the kitchen door, and stops mid-twist of the knob.

"Are you in pain?  Do you want your medicine?"  A bottle is pulled out of the pantry and placed on the table.  "You can drink this if you feel like you can’t swallow your pills, for now.  They look a little big."  If he busies himself with fussing over another, he won’t think about him as much.  He owes it to Asuka to not lose it.

Not even a second passes after he’s closed the door behind him when he starts to lose his shape.  He had meant to take Unit 10 to the downtown wig shop, but this will do.

Shinji returns, wigs and more wigs piled into fancy bags.  There’s pastel wigs, curly wigs, blond wigs, hime-cut wigs, much of them created from human hair.  “Asuka?  How about these?”

[zweitbeste]

She only sits there for a few moments, surveying the pile of bags ready to burst with the copious amounts of wigs. Since when did Shinji have enough money for all of this? Or did he steal them?

Clothes, wigs, food. Most would think he was trying to woo her. Ha! As if. Anyone would do this if it meant quelling Asuka's rage for a little longer.

Asuka poked through the bags. The bleach blonde curled wig is cute, but it's not "her". There's a long, black one with perfectly cut bangs. She wonders if she'd look more Japanese by wearing it.

Finally, another wig is pulled out. It would at least fall down mid-back. It curls nicely, it's wonderfully wavy. Of course, it isn't red hair, and more of a strawberry blonde, but it will do until her own hair grows out to a decent length.

"Well, do you have anything around here I could use?" It's not like she's planning on ripping her hair out by hand.

[moonprincess-sydney]

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[heyinterstella]

[hedgehog-in-dilemma-blog]

The chair topples over from the speed at which he stands up.  “I- I can do it!” he declares at the top of his lungs.  Hairdressing should prove to Asuka he’s more than a canine.  “I’ve done hair.  Um, actually, I watched people do my hair, but that- that’s beside the point.”

Shinji peers down at her head.  Covering the bald part will be tricky.  “Um.  Hm.  How do you feel about a side pigtail, or- or a braid?”  Eyes turn into slits as he tries to picture the hairstyles on her.  It’s almost as weird as seeing her blush.  “Maybe we can hide it with a part?”

It’s just hair, and he already feels he’s in way over his head.

[zweitbeste]

"I was thinking I should just shave it all off," Asuka replies bluntly. Not bald, per se, but like a butch cut, maybe. Shinji seems far too eager to help, it's so much like him. It makes her want to vomit. She narrows her eye at him. The clips are still in her pocket, and they'll stay there for a long time.

Besides, if she shaves it, it'll all grow back at the same pace. Anyways, who will be around to see her like this but Shinji? No one! ...Hopefully. Truth be told, she doesn't know how she'll look with a shaved head. All her life she's had long hair.

"I don't think I should let you anywhere near me with scissors or a shaver," she grumbles.