Darkstalker- Shinji: Nurses Office [Episode 123538]

Shinji sat at his desk, breathing heavily. He had felt a odd sense of emptiness for sometime, but it was only a few minutes ago that it had started to suddenly grow in intensity.

"Hmm, Mr. Ikari, are you feeling all right?" The teacher paused from his lecture, looking at Shinji.

"Um, I'm not sure, I just suddenly. . ." Shinji trailed off.

"Mmm, Well go to the nurse's office and lie down for a bit. Miss Soryu, if you'd help him?"

Asuka blinked, looked uncertainly at Shinji for a moment, then tightened her expression and said, "No problem." Rising to her feet she strode to Shinji's seat, and grabbed his shoulder. "Let's go, Third Child." She said as she yanked him to his feet and strode toward the door.

"H-hey, I'm supposed to be sick, remember?" Shinji called weakly as he was dragged off.

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"Hello?" Asuka called as she knocked on the doorframe of the nurse's office. "Hmm, stepped out I see. Well, to bed with you anyway." She commented walking in, pulling Shinji after her by the arm.

"I'm fine, I can lie down by myself." Shinji responded as he pulled his arm out of her grip. "You can go if you want to." He added as he sat on one of the rooms empty couches and then pivoted to lay back.

"And if you die while the nurse is out I'll be yelled at." Asuka responded as she sat on the edge of the cot by him.

"I am not going to die!" Shinji responded in annoyance as he turned on his side toward her, raising a hand to gesture with. However as he moved it, a sudden feeling of heaviness came over the limb, and it dropped, right onto Asuka's leg, just above her knee.

"You. . ." Asuka trailed off, looking at the hand with an uncertain expression on her face.

Shinji felt an urge to pull his hand away, but suddenly the confident feeling from the previous day rose once again, and he found himself squeezing Asuka's thigh instead.

Asuka closed her eyes, taking a raged breath as a rapturous expression came over her face. One hand dropped on top of Shinji's. Initially Shinji thought she was going to push his hand away, but instead she was pulling his hand upward, slowly up the thigh, forward, so his fingers curved down to feel more of the inside of her thigh, higher, his thumb was brushing the edge of her skirt.

In the back of his mind, Shinji noticed that the sense of emptiness had faded.