*SMACK*
"Viewing fee," Asuka informed him, after slapping him in the face for seeing her skirt fly up.
"That would be fair if I intentionally flipped up your skirt to see them," Shinji said. "However, in this case you are to blame for wearing a skirt on a windy deck."
"He's got a point," Misato agreed.
*SMACK*
"Getting me back?" Asuko asked with a glare as she rubbed her cheek.
"Viewing fee," Shinji replied.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"I'm about to smack you upside the face with my dick," Shinji explained, reaching for his belt.
"Oh for the love of..." Misato muttered as the two attacked one-another.
It took ten minutes and a dozen sailors to separate the two since Asuka was highly trained but Shinji appeared to have wrote the book on dirty tricks.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Misato demanded.
"I needed to know what she was made of," Shinji replied with a shrug.
"Angel inbound," Misato cursed as an alarm sounded. "And that blasted Kaji is running off! That's unforgivable!"
"He brought me a warrior, I can forgive a lot for that," Shinji replied.
Asuka grinned broadly behind him, blood still dripping off her chin.
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