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Fanfic Request: Shinji/Asuka; Asuka running on a treadmill while connected to a heart monitor as part of a stress test; the stress proving too much for Asuka's heart, resulting in a massive heart attack and Shinji must revive her. Feel free to tweak this to your liking.

Pilot 002 showing signs of cardiac distress. Further observation and investigation needed.

XX/XX/2015

Ritsuko Akagi

Pilot 002 continues to exhibit cardiac arrhythmia. Stress test scheduled for XX/XX/2015.

XX/XX/2015

Ritsuko Akagi

Asuka had been whining her way down the hallway, holding on to Kaji’s elbow, upset at missing her class’s meager excuse for a field trip. Kaji ignored her for the most part, daydreaming, until Misato’s legs flashed out of a nearby doorway and he stopped in his tracks.

“I told you, I’m fine, so can I please go with Hikari–”

“Um,” Kaji said, distracted by the way the ends of Misato’s hair fluttered against her shoulders, while Misato narrowed her eyes and hissed “No. You need to be tested, Asuka. Or would you rather we gave Unit 02 to someone else?”

Asuka pouted but declined to protest further, stuck and smarting under Misato’s stern gaze. Her own gaze landed on Shinji, slouching half-hidden in Misato’s shadow, looking awkwardly to the side like he’d rather be anywhere else in the world. Finding herself suddenly and irrationally annoyed by his presence, she huffed “Fine!” and made her way down to the lab herself, stomping the entire way.

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:00:30 - 3.0 km/h. Heart rate normal - 110 bpm.

“–add another thing to my to-do list, why don’t you–”

“Ritsuko, it’s not like we planned this or anything–” Misato crossed her arms and sighed, tilting her head to see around Ritsuko’s clipboard, Kaji leaning lazily against the wall.

“Can you all take this somewhere else?” Asuka interjected. “I’m trying to walk here! You’re skewing my results!”

All three adults–Ritsuko, Misato, and Kaji–turned to look at her, Ritsuko exasperated, Misato thunderous, and Kaji drily, but they did as Asuka asked and left, sniping and letting the lab door slam behind them. Or, rather, behind Kaji, as he followed the women out, leaving Shinji sitting and watching Asuka at the treadmill.

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:01:45 - 4.5 km/h. Heart rate normal - 116 bpm.

“What are you looking at?” she snapped.

Shinji only managed to stutter out “I–” before Asuka sighed and cut him off.

“I’m glad they’re gone, their bickering was bothering me. Now how is any of this accurate? But I can’t stop because they won’t let me,” she said, and the bite in her voice was enough to make Shinji perk his head up.

“I’m sure they’d know if they were skewing it,” he said. “Why don’t you trust them, Asuka?”

“Why do you?” she asked, as the speed of the treadmill increased, and she broke into a slow run, ponytail bouncing.

“Well, they care, don’t they?” Shinji said. “If they didn’t you wouldn’t be here. They want to make sure that you’re okay.”

“Did you ever bother to wonder why they care? Think, Shinji. Use your brain for once. What do we do?”

“We pilot Eva–”

“Yeah, we pilot Eva. What can’t I do if my heart is messed up?“

“Oh.” He sees her point now.

“It’s not that they care about me, it’s that they need me to work. I’m a machine they need to fix. Ritsuko wishes I could be taken apart and what’s broken fixed or replaced. Misato just wishes I was gone.”

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:05:48 - 9.7 km/h. Heart rate increasing. Commencing observation.

“No, she doesn’t wish that. That isn’t true, Asuka. Misato cares about you.”

“She doesn’t like me,” Asuka said, softly, and for a minute Shinji takes the gentle bitterness in her voice as an affront to himself. Misato is not his mother, but she has taken him in, advocated for him, seen to his needs. He’d do anything for her, if it meant that she would ask him how his day was, every day. If she’d sit down to dinner, down a beer or five, and smile at him over her chopsticks. “She likes you.”

Asuka’s grip tightened on the bar of the treadmill as Ritsuko, sitting rapt in her chair behind the two-way mirror, pointedly ignoring Misato in favor of the monitor with Asuka’s electrocardiogram on it, increased the speed further.

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:07:52 - 11.8 km/h. Heart rate increasing. Observation continuing.

“Are you all right, Asuka?” He’s trying to ignore what she said. It’s not true that Misato doesn’t like her. It’s not.

“I’m fine,” she snapped between breaths, “now shut up.”

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:08:45 - 13.2 km/h. Heart rate increasing. Observation continuing.

“Asuka, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Stop talking.”

Should he be worried about her panting?

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:10:30 - 14.6 km/s. Heart rate increasing. Electrical impulses irregular. Maintain present speed.

Shinji wonders if he really should be worried. She clutches both bars on the treadmill as she pushes herself to keep up with the belt, and her face is pale and clammy.

“Asuka–”

“No,” she gasps. “Stop.”

“Asuka, really–” he says as she takes the bars in her iron grip and sways forward, but keeps on gasping and running, her form gone sloppy.

Stress test XX/XX/2015

00:11:27 - 16.0 km/s. Heart rate increasing. Electrical impulses irregular. Supraventricular tachycardia or ventricular fibrillation suspected.

Asuka crumples in on herself like a doll, hits the belt of the treadmill, and goes flying into the back wall with a loud thud.

Shinji runs over and finds her breathless. He puts an ear to her chest, and, hearing nothing, immediately begins to pound on her chest. Where is Ritsuko, or Misato, or even Kaji? Are they just watching from behind the mirror, letting Asuka die on the floor?

He tries to remember the CPR he’s been taught. Thirty compressions, two breaths, that’s all he’s got. Shinji puts Asuka on her back and begins to press down hard on her breastbone, counting out loud, trying to shout for help in between pushing her chest down and checking for breathing.

He’s on his second round of compressions when the door and Kaji sprints into the room, followed by Ritsuko, and lastly Misato.

“It’s okay, I’ve got her,” he says as he pushes Shinji out of the way, taking his place as Ritusko comes with the defibrillator in her hands.

Asuka starts sputtering to life a few short seconds later, as Ritsuko yells at Misato to call the medics and she stands watching, dazed.

Through the clamor, Asuka meets Shinji’s eyes. She gives him a nod, and in return, he gives her a genuine–really, a genuine–smile.

Stress test XX/XX/2015

Pilot 002 went into cardiac distress during test. Recommended protocol: cardiac ablation.

Ritsuko Akagi

#anonymous #asushin #here you go anon! i am very tired and somewhat off my game but i did try #asked and answered

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