Evangelion

Morning After

My body was so relaxed. Comfy and warm. It's been a while since I've slept this well. I opened my eyes and saw a large window across where I was standing. "It's already nightfall?" I looked around in hopes of finding, my so called "fated one", but there was no sight of him. "Well this sucks, where the hell is this guy?" I pouted and looked around the room. I can't walk or do anything for myself.

A door creaked open and a tall figure followed behind it. "Are you okay now?" His eyes not making any contact with mines as he furrowed his gaze out the window. "Yeah, I guess... If you mind me asking you a question? What is your name? I've been so curious this whole time to know it." He was surely shocked. His now grey eyes turned blue. Why does his eyes keep changing around me? He slowly turned his gaze at me. A smile was formed. "My name is Damian, I'm so glad you asked." He came by my side and joined our foreheads together. This sensation is back. It feels good, new and exciting, but I can't let myself be enfolged by him, I need answers, and most importantly, what are these obstacles he had mentioned.

He stared into my eyes, caressing my hair wildly. His eyes were now mixing up. From blue to red and going back and forth. Is he okay? "Damian, your eyes keep changing color, are you okay? Is that okay?" He ignored my question and pushed me down on to the bed I was already lying down. Hands to the side, being forcefully held together. What has gotten into him? First, he seemed so innocent and vulnerable and now he wants to do what with me? "Damian what are you doing? Don't you dare!" I yelled and tried to pryve him off from my body. I was very limited with my movements. His torso on top of my chest was sending these weird sensations across my body. This being extra sensitive to the touch wasn't working out as well as I thought. My body didn't want to refuse his on mine, but my mind knew this wasn't right. He then leaned in and started kissing my neck roughly. I was now scared. My eyes started tearing up. All I could do was close my eyes and hope for it to stop. And it did.

I still felt his body on top of mines, there were no sudden movements, just nothing happening. I decided to open my eyes and see what was happening. Damian's eyes had turned back to purple. Tears were already forming in his eyes. "I-I'm sorry." He muttered. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't help myself, these feelings are so powerful, I just couldn't..." He refused to look at me as he got off of my laying body. What did that eye color mean? I am so interested in knowing more about him and this "fate" thing.

"It's okay Damian, you didn't mean to do it. It was just an impulse." I stood up from the bed and positioned myself next to him, rubbing his back and assuring him I was okay. "No Mia, it's not okay. What if I did something really bad to you? I wouldn't forgive myself for that." He punched the empty side next to him and stood up from the bed. "Don't you see I'm dangerous."

I saw his body tense up and walking away. "Wait, I have some questions *thud* to ask." I said as I fell from the bed to the floor. Damn these legs, I almost forgot about that for a second. "Dammit, ouch." I rubbed my arms in hooes to nake the pain go away, but failed miserably.

I looked back up and saw Damian come close to me and pick me up from the floor. "Why do you do this to yourself?" I placed my arms across his neck and thanked him for his help. "I forgot.." I rubbed the back of my head and gave him a cheeky smile. "So tell me, what are these questions you want to ask me?" He finally gave up and placed me on the bed again.

"First of all, why does your eyes change color?" I asked and shifted my sight firmly to his. "Ohh you noticed? Well, when my eyes change color it's because of the mood I'm in. What colors have you seen so far?" He held my hand and caressed it right where it hurt, from my fall. "I've seen grey, purple, blue and red. What do they mean?" This was getting interesting and deep.

"Well, grey is my eye color. It should be that color all the time, when I'm neutral, happy, busy, etc. Purple appears when I'm very sad, in pain or depression. Blue... blue is when I'm lustful or excited. I'm sorry you had to see that." He avoided my eyes and stared again out the window. "So that explains what happened earlier..." Now I know I should be careful with the things I do around him. He is very semsitive. "And what about your red eyes?"

"Red...red means I'm being dominant or dominated. It's suppose to appear when I feel overpowered or being possessive over something, or in this case, over someone. My intentions weren't for that to happen earlier, but I was just so excited that you were so curious about me that i couldn't contain myself. I apologize for my actions." He stood up, back face me. "If you'll excuse me, you need some rest, we can continue this conversation tomorrow. Good Night." And without sparing me a glance, he left the room where I was. Now alone, cold and wanting him to comeback.