- - i need you.

He sweet talks her, probably to get her to go easy on him with her next words. So, Asuka humors him, if only this once, "You look like a little kid." Nothing too mean, she's capable of harsher.

The batteries in his DVD player have to be good still.  He shoots out of there, and makes it back in record time.  “Here!”  A buzzing shaver is stuck a touch too close to her face.  Apologizing, Shinji jerks it away and cautiously lays it on the table.  “Um.  There.”

Before he can look over, she grabs the wig she picked out and fits it nicely onto her head. The cap does a good job at making sure her scalp isn't itchy.

……

"I don't work for anyone anymore," Asuka spits. "I'm the only one left on my world." It's a lonely existence, but she's so used to being alone that it hardly even fazes her. She takes a threatening step forward, sizing him up. "Besides, who the hell are you to question what I do? I worked my whole life to pilot!"

"Are you in pain?  Do you want your medicine?"  A bottle is pulled out of the pantry and placed on the table.  "You can drink this if you feel like you can’t swallow your pills, for now.  They look a little big."  If he busies himself with fussing over another, he won’t think about him as much.  He owes it to Asuka to not lose it.

Not even a second passes after he’s closed the door behind him when he starts to lose his shape.  He had meant to take Unit 10 to the downtown wig shop, but this will do.

Clothes, wigs, food. Most would think he was trying to woo her. Ha! As if. Anyone would do this if it meant quelling Asuka's rage for a little longer.

Asuka poked through the bags. The bleach blonde curled wig is cute, but it's not "her". There's a long, black one with perfectly cut bangs. She wonders if she'd look more Japanese by wearing it.

Finally, another wig is pulled out. It would at least fall down mid-back. It curls nicely, it's wonderfully wavy. Of course, it isn't red hair, and more of a strawberry blonde, but it will do until her own hair grows out to a decent length.

Shinji peers down at her head.  Covering the bald part will be tricky.  “Um.  Hm.  How do you feel about a side pigtail, or- or a braid?”  Eyes turn into slits as he tries to picture the hairstyles on her.  It’s almost as weird as seeing her blush.  “Maybe we can hide it with a part?”

Besides, if she shaves it, it'll all grow back at the same pace. Anyways, who will be around to see her like this but Shinji? No one! ...Hopefully. Truth be told, she doesn't know how she'll look with a shaved head. All her life she's had long hair.