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And All's Right With the World: Part 1

So, I participate in a meme in which basically anything went, and fleshisyummy, proceeded to request Suzaku in an Evangelion in honor of the Rebuild movie. Now, I've had a CG/Eva fic in mind for a couple years on the backburner, so I was eager to comply. And considering my recent resurgence of interest in Evangelion, she could not have picked a better time.

This will be a two parter, and may or may not become a multi-chaptered fic in the FAR future. I have too many neglected projects (looks sadly at Slavezaku and the Vampire twins) to start a new one. The only reason Chains of Fantasia hasn't fallen by the wayside by now is that I have a cowriter that keeps me on track.


There was next to nothing written on the postcard, Suzaku noted, just a time and a place in neat, impersonal script that probably wasn’t even Genbu’s handwriting.

Suzaku was aware that he had no obligation to be here, to heed the summoning of a father he hadn’t seen in seven years, but still he came. Maybe it was guilt or some hidden desire for approval (even though he had given up on that long ago, and no amount of little favors was ever going to repair a relationship that had never existed in the first place), but it was more likely that there wasn’t any reason for Suzaku not to come, so come he did.

He waited, he didn’t know for how long, with his suitcase, staring at the postcard and looking for answers he knew were not there. Finally, a van pulled up, nothing special, just white paint and tires, and Suzaku knew without being told that it was for him.

A woman came out, blue haired and dressed in a military uniform. Britannian, which wasn’t too surprising. Japan was full of Britannians since the Second Impact. The entire world had been affected, of course, but only the Empire had the remaining resources to take advantage of the situation. Officially, Britannia’s occupation of Japan was a partnership, a merging of minds and resources. Unofficially, it was bloodless conquest (though this did not mean that no one had suffered), and Suzaku had heard that in the Britannian Homeland, Japan was now referred to as Area 11.

Not that any of this mattered to Suzaku, it only indicated how he was expected to be treated on this car ride. It didn’t matter that he had been born in raised here, while the Britannians were supposedly just visiting, he was still a second class citizen.

But then the woman smiled, betraying Suzaku’s expectations. “Hello there! Sorry for the wait. Your Suzaku Kururugi, I presume?”

Suzaku returned the smile tentatively. “Yes, I’m Suzaku.”

“I’m Cecile. Your father sent me to pick you up,” Cecile informed him. “He would have come himself but… well he’s a busy man.”

It was actually kind of sweet that this woman, Cecile, cared about his feelings enough to lie to him. Ultimately pointless, but sweet.

Cecile kept up a constant stream of small talk in the car, with Suzaku responding when expected, though more to humor her than anything else. She didn’t tell him where he was going though, and Suzaku didn’t ask.

And then, out of nowhere came a crack of sound, and cursing loudly (much to Suzaku’s surprise, for he could already tell that it such words didn’t usually come out of Cecile’s mouth), his driver swung the wheel, bringing them into a hairpin turn to just barely avoid sudden storm of debris that had once been a building. The first thing Suzaku noticed was the massive hand that had crumpled the edifice like paper, before his eyes traveled upward to take in the whole body.

It was then that Suzaku saw an Angel for the first time.

It was dark blue and black, with a mechanical, simplistic body. The only features on its tiny head (in comparison to the rest of its body), were four small, gleaming red eyes.

Cecile wasted no time gunning down on the gas, racing past the monster to get to their still unknown location. Suzaku continued to watch the destruction ensue, eyes riveted to the creature that was mechanical yet not. Explosions discharge through the air, making his ears pop and his nose burn with the smell of ozone even from this distance, and Cecile cursed again.

“Dammit, what are they thinking, using those mines!” Cecile yelled. “They’re useless, and the collateral damage is too great! But does anyone listen to Lloyd’s calculations? NO!”

Suzaku glanced at his driver warily. “What is that thing?”

Cecile looked back at Suzaku in surprise, seemingly having forgotten he was there. She offered him a (strained) smile. “Your father will explain once we get to HQ. Right now, we just need to focus on getting there, all right?”

No, it wasn’t all right at all, but Suzaku was used to pretending it was when it wasn’t, so he simply nodded and pretended like they weren’t fleeing from a war zone.

Although if Cecile was correct, and his father was indeed at this “HQ” place, then Suzaku couldn’t help but feel that he was only abandoning one battlefield for another.

I haven't actually seen any of the Rebuild movies, yet, but from what I've read from spoilers:[Spoiler (click to open)]Kaworu dies AGAIN. Why must that damn angel keep DOING this to me?


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Nov. 30th, 2012 11:21 pm (UTC)
ajskdajsdlasjdlask yay!!! :D I love you!

Ha ha, I love Cecile playing Misato's role. It kind of fits in a way. Even if she's more mature than her, neither of them can cook, and it is implied that Cecile has feelings for Suzaku.

It was actually kind of sweet that this woman, Cecile, cared about his feelings enough to lie to him. Ultimately pointless, but sweet.

I really like this line, but Suzaku! ;__; It really does sound like something he'd think, though. I can imagine him being pretty bitter.

Thanks so much for sharing, and I'm looking forward to more! :)
Nov. 30th, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC)
In my mind, there is no other person who could act as Misato than Cecile. She was in this from the beginning. They're dynamic probably won't be quite the same though.

I was channeling Shinji a lot when I wrote this. Their thought patterns synch up pretty well, but Suzaku's a lot better at hiding his self deprecation than Shinji is.

I'm looking forward to writing more. I can't start another project. But I want to! But I can't. I want to! Shut up, self!

Edited at 2012-11-30 11:32 pm (UTC)
Dec. 1st, 2012 12:38 am (UTC)
this fusion really works <3

I haven't seen any Rebuild either but damn.
Dec. 1st, 2012 02:05 am (UTC)
Between the screwed up characters, the mechs and the general plot (Human Instrumentality = Ragnorak anyone?), it was meant to be.

I know!!!!!! He does this to me EVERY FREAKING TIME!!!
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