"HENTAI!" Asuka screamed, swinging the heavy metal bucket at Touji's head. "Huh?" Touji mumbled, gazing upward at the black and blue blur, his tounge still clamped painfully tightly between his teeth. CLANG! The edge of the bucket connected with Touji's head, the force of impact causing the handle to jump out of Asuka's hand, numbing it. Touji's chin slammed into the tile for the second time that day, his teeth drawing blood from his tounge. "Asuka! Stop it!" Shinji called timidly, a hint of urgency in his voice. Kensuke kneeled by his fallen friend, ignoring the water that now coated the floor. "You shut up baka Shinji! That pervert looked up my skirt!" Asuka snapped, wringing her stunned palm and pushing her navy blue skirt down around her legs. "Its not like he did it on purpose you know- YOU'RE the one that left that sponge lying there." Kensuke said, glaring at her and pointing at the sponge behind Touji accusingly. "What?! Are you blaming ME for HIS mistake, baka?" Asuka yelled, stamping her foot. Kensuke stood up, dropping Touji in his haste. "It was YOU that put that wet sponge there, and it was YOU that was supposed to be washing the floors in the first place. The only reason he was even NEAR you was because YOU refused to do any of the work!" Touji mumbled something that no one heard from the ground; Kensuke and Asuka were too busy fighting and Shinji was too busy cowering to notice. "THATS BECAUSE I'M AN EVA PILOT YOU BAKA! I shouldn't HAVE to waste my time on such pathetic manual labor! I shouldn't even BE here! I've graduated from college for god's sake!" "Then why don't you GO?" Kensuke snapped. "We've already got Shinji and Rei as pilots, and THEY don't seem to mind working like the rest of us poor mortals!" "Well thats because baka Shinji and that doll Rei do whatever they're told, whenever they're told to do it! Those two couldn't pilot an Eva out of a wet paper bag!" "Oh yeah? Then how come you needed Shinji's help to defeat that water Angel?" "I DID *NOT* need Baka Shinji's help! I just wanted to have him along for the ride so that he could see a REAL pilot in action!" By this point Touji was rolling on the ground, clutching his mouth in agony as blood seeped between his fingers. Finally he bumped into Kensuke's ankle and his friend looked down. He gasped. "Touji!" Touji gargled, then threw his head forward and spat. This time, the water came out clear. "Dam bith!" Touji said, wincing with every motion of his tounge. Kensuke put a hand to his mouth and backed up against a bathroom stall, struggling to contain his laughter. Fortunately Kensuke was not reflected in the mirror, and Touji was too busy inspecting the toothmarks in his tounge to notice. "Hey guys, is Touji alright?" Came a voice from the doorway. "Shinji!" Kensuke exclaimed, glad to have something to take his mind off Touji's lisp. Touji whirled angrily. "DU AH LUHK AHL RAHGT?!" Shinji backed up one step, blinked, then fell over laughing. Despite himself, Kensuke joined in a moment later. "ITH NOT FUNNY!" Touji shouted, growing angrier and angrier by the second. Unfortunately, his lisp-obscured attempt at a belicose roar only caused the pair to laugh even harder. Touji slammed a sneaker into the ground, his fists clenched tightly. "STHA IH! STHA IH U BATHTARZ!" The sound of fists smacking flesh could be heard echoing down the halls of the abandoned school. "OW!" "SHIT! WE'RE SORRY TOUJI! WE DIDN'T MEAN!- OW!" This continued for several moments until finally the door was flung open and a proud and somewhat frazzled looking Touji stepped out and headed back to the classroom, murder in his eyes. Suddenly his back stiffened, his eyes lighting up. "Go home. I'll take care of the rest of the cleaning MYSELF!" He snarled back at the door, loud enough so that his friends could hear. That done, he tore open the holes on his collar, sliding out the pair of drawstrings threaded through the fabric. Touji raveled them up in his hand, then clenched his fist tightly, a plan already forming in his aching head. Misato was a pretty lax guardian, and Asuka tended to take full advantage of that, so it wouldn't be unusual for Asuka to be a few minutes late. Touji grinned, cleching his fist tighter. Or a few HOURS late. Stopping by his locker, he retrieved his baseball cap and, after a moments hesitation, his camera. Touji whistled the american song 'my way' which he had heard on the radio on the way to that fateful carrier cruise. Today was going to be a good day after all. Asuka looked up from her bookbag and saw a familiar white hat waft into the room through the door. She smirked cruelly to herself, then stalked over to the hat and stomped on it, patiently waiting for it's owner to follow. Serves the baka right for leaving the door ajar. Asuka frowned for a moment. Although she could have sworn that she had heard the door click shut when Kensuke and Shinji had helped him out. She shrugged. Oh well, those bakas can never do anything right. Sure enough, the door opened and Touji stepped through, a strange look in his eye. Ok now, play it cool Asuka. "Hi Touji." She said, smiling sweetly. To her surprise, he smiled back at her happily. "Hi Asuka" He said as he approached her. Asuka shook off her surprise and ground her heel into the hat. He's probably just trying to throw me off, the baka. Well it work work on ME! "So, is your head feeling any better?" Touji chuckled, then stepped past her. "Oh, it's just fine Asuka." He replied, placing his palms flat on a nearby desk. "Just as fine as YOURS." Asuka whirled just in time to see the desk flying towards her. The polished beige surface filled her vision, then everything went black. Asuka moaned weakly and shook her head, surprised when she felt her chin rub against a smooth wooden surface. She blinked, trying to get her bearings. Touji! That bastard! When I get my hands on him! Asuka tried to get up, but found that she couldn't move her arms or legs. "Ah, ah, ah, it looks like I'M the one whose going to get his hands on YOU!" Touji said, walking around in front of her. Asuka glared at him. She hadn't realized that she had spoken aloud. "Let me go RIGHT NOW you baka hentai!" She shouted, struggling to mask her fear. She had been placed flat on her stomach on the teacher's desk. Her wrists were bound together and a cord ran under the table from her wrists to her ankles, which were in turn bound to two of the table legs. Touji grinned down at her smugly, then brought his face down to hers and gazed into her deep blue eyes. "Not a chance." He reached up and cupped her cheek in his hand. Asuka jerked her head away from his touch. In response, Touji brought his hand up and backhanded her across the face, elicting a cry of pain from the hapless redhead. Asuka glared up at him, a trickle of blood running from the corner of her mouth and dribbling down her chin, her cheek growing an angry red. Touji laughed and straightened. "You stupid bitch. You don't get it, do you?" Asuka just glared at him defiantly. Touji reached down and slid a finger from the base of her throat to the corner of her lips, scooping up all the blood. Then he put the finger in his mouth and sucked the blood off, swallowing audibly. "I'm going to fuck you, you little bitch. I'm going to teach you a lesson, just like I taught Shinji, but WORSE, since YOU *DESERVE* it." "You had better let me go RIGHT NOW Suzuhara, or I'll scream." Asuka said warningly, her wrists and ankles squriming in their bonds. Touji laughed. "I sent Shinji and Kensuke home. Thanks to you, we were the only four students left in the entire campus. Now its just you and me." He said, bending down at the last and placing a palm on her head as he gazed hungrily into her frightened blue eyes. Asuka shivered despite herself, prompting a cruel laugh from Touji. Her feature's hardened and she began to thrash and buck, trying to loosen her bonds enough to get off of the table. Touji laughed again, his arousal growing visible at Asuka's struggles. "Struggle all you want, I learned how to make military knots from Kensuke; you aren't going anywhere." Asuka curled her fingers upward, a cold fist of despair clenching her heart as she felt around with her fingertips. The bastard. He was right; She was tied far too tightly to slip out of her bonds, and if she dislocated her wrists or ankles Touji would simply overpower her, and likely do something even worse than whatever he had in mind already. Seeing the bound girl's head slump in defeat, Touji bared his bloodstained teeth in a savage grin. Oh, MAN, this was going to be SO *SWEET.* Still grinning ferally, he pulled down his zipper. Asuka's head came up at the sound. Her light blue eyes widened in shock. "NO!" She screamed, once again struggling in her bonds. Touji laughed, then slapped her twice; once with the palm of his hand, then once with the back. Asuka's head lolled. She moaned weakly. Touji lifted her chin up with his thumb and forefinger as blood trickled from either side of her mouth, narrowing his eyes dreamily at the half-hooded look of pain in the battered girl's eyes. Then, before Asuka could react, he kissed her, his tounge exploring her mouth ruthlessly. Asuka moaned, recoiling in surprise as far as her bonds would allow. Touji grabbed either side of her head to hold it still and took his fill of the redhead's sweet lips as she writhed in her bonds. For several minutes the entire building was silent, except for the occasional wet pops and smacks when Touji came up for a split second of air, and Asuka's weak moans of pain and pleasure. When he had finally had enough, he pulled Asuka's head tightly toward his, probing into the hot recesses of her mouth and throat cruelly, with a cold efficiency born of weeks of anger and lust, then released her head abruptly. She slumped down, exhausted from her ordeal. Her chin brushed the cool metal side of the table, a thin wisp of their combined spittle oozing from her mouth. As she stared at the floor blankly, desperately struggling to work out the feelings that the kiss had aroused deep inside her, Touji silently undid his pants. Placing his belt beside her slim waist on the desk, Touji quickly took a step toward her and lifted her chin up again, this time thrusting his cock at her face. Asuka gazed at his member blankly, still stunned by the ramificiations of her own emotions. At the last possible moment, she blinked, then turned away, shutting her lips tightly and screwing her eyes shut. The head of Touji's member ground into her soft white cheek, smearing it with pre-cum. "BITCH!" Touji roared, backhanding her again, then slapping her with an open palm. Dazed but not defeated, Asuka glared silently up at him, challenging him with her eyes, her tightening visibly. "Oh, so you want to play it that way, do you, bitch?" Touji said, sneering cruelly. "Well then, we'll play that way. But I know for a fact that you enjoyed that kiss; fuck, halfway into it you were kissing me back." Asuka blushed and lowered her gaze, then winced and wished that she hadn't. That couldn't be true... "Yeah, bitch. You know what I'm talking about. You SLUT! You little SLUT!" Touji shouted, grabbing either side of her head, his palm's closing around the Eva control receptors that she wore as hair clips. "Take it bitch!" He ordered, thrusting her head towards him as his hips streaked toward her mouth. Asuka bent her head downward, causing the painfully throbbing cock to run up along the bridge of her nose and her forehead before finally sliding along her crimson hair. On the next thrust she tilted her head upward, causing the member to slide down her chin and along her throat, tickling her sensitive breasts. She gasped, her whole body bucking at the touch. During the kiss her nipples had grown hard and sensitive, a fact which she could no longer ignore. Seeing this, Touji grinned, then removed her twin hairclips, allowing her lucious red hair to spill out around her head like a halo. Bending his knees slightly, he thrust again, this time deliberately tickling her breasts as he leaned over her prone form. Asuka gasped again, and when her body bucked off the table, Touji made his move. Each of his hand's darted out and quickly slid snakelike into her shirt sleeves, clamping the hairclips down on her painfully erect nipples as tightly as possible. Asuka bucked even harder than before, throwing her head back and crying out in anguish, her eyes flying wide open in shock. Touji grinned, then twisted the red clips cruelly, massaging her warm, soft breasts with his strongly muscled hands, elicting a cry that was half pleasure and half pain, a delight to the ears. Quickly straightening up, he grabbed Asuka's head, his palms covering her delicate ears, and thrust once more. Touji's cock head pierced her soft red lips, but Asuka managed to grind her teeth together just in time, and his member ran along them like a mallet across a xylophone. Touji grimaced, his finger's entwining in her lovely red mane. Twisting his wrists violently, he forced her head upward, trying to squeeze her jaw open. She gasped in pain, but once again closed her mouth in time. Finally, Touji wrapped one hand around her neck, his thumb digging into the soft spot an inch above her adam's apple. With his other hand, he pinched her nose shut and raised her head up even higher. Asuka struggled to hold her breath. Touji twisted her head up still higher with the hand around her throat, forcing her to arch her back painfully. Asuka's eyes narrowed to slits, tears of pain sliding down her cheeks, gritting her teeth as she ground back a moan. Her experience at diving served her well, allowing her to hold her breath for so long that Touji began to worry that she might be trying to commit suicide. Just when he was about to let her nose go, her breath finally forced itself from her lips explosively, and Touji's cock rammed its way into her mouth. Asuka choked on the large member, and sucked on it lightly out of reflex, still in a daze from severe oxygen deprivation. "Momma?" She moaned unintelligably, her voice muffled by Touji's cock. To Touji, it sounded more like a 'Mmmph!' He grinned, then wrapped his hands around her head tightly, his fingers curling into her firey red hair as he withdrew his cock until it was half exposed. He leaned down to whisper into Asuka's ear, his hot breath tickling her cheek. "Whos your daddy, bitch?" He laughed cruelly, slapped her on the ass hard enough to leave an angry red mark, then gripped her head again and began to thrust. Asuka choked loudly each time his hips ground against her lips, struggling in her bonds to no effect, tears of pain and humiliation running freely down her cheeks. "Oh yeah, baby, this is SO good you little SLUT! The boys in the locker room, they've always wanted to fuck you; all of them. Won't they be jealous when I show them the tape?" Touji said loudly, jerking his head toward a desk by the door, where Kensuke's video camera sat pointed directly toward the two. Asuka screamed around Touji's cock, the sound coming out more like a high pitched squeal. Touji silenced her with an especially hard thrust, causing her to choke so hard that her body bucked against the table, raising her ass high into the air. He laughed. "Maybe I should keep you here and go outside to make a few calls on the payphone, eh? I bet all the boys in the school would pay good money for a blowjob from the hottest, most arrogant slut in Tokyo-3, eh?" He shouted loudly, slapping her hard on the other asscheek, prompting another squeal from Asuka. Finally, just as Asuka had started to become accustomed to taking the long hard member down her throat without choking, Touji strained forward, his eyes bulging, then he threw his head back and opened his mouth in a silent scream, baring his crimson teeth as he shot his seed deep into Asuka's stomach. "Mmmph! MMMPH!" Asuka squealed against Touji's crotch and hips, writhing wildly in her bonds in a desperate attempt to escape. But in the end, she had no choice but to swallow or die. She swallowed loudly, her tiny adams apple bobbing up and down as pulse after pulse of hot cum spilled down her throat. Thinking her humiliation complete, a fresh round of tears poured from her eyes as she gazed toward the blinking red light above the camera lense. Well, thats it for now. What do you think? Send feedback to ICQ#27320261 or, if you don't have icq, goto HTTP://WWW.ICQ.COM/27320261 and you will be able to contact me from there.