Look at me posting two stories within 24 hours of each other! I had rewatched the Kill Bill Movies recently and I've had the song 'Bang Bang' stuck in my head...it's a really good song so I suggest that you guys look it up on YouTube, I prefer the cover by Nancy Sinatra c: After listening to this song at least 40 times, I realized that it applied to Loki and Baldr so well! Or at least I could make it so :P Now that the kamigami no asobi anime ended I'm left with this empty feeling inside, especially since there is such a lack of fanfiction for this pairing, or the entire fandom really. Well here's the first installment of my contribution! I hope it's at least halfway decent because I don't have a beta and I was too excited to post it to actually read over it...I'll apologize ahead of time for any errors!

Title: Intertwined
Author: Me
Fandom: Kamigami no Asobi
Rating: M
Pairing: Loki/Baldr
Summary: Loki/Baldr AU. A series of short stories and vignettes that spanning the beginning of Loki and Baldr's relationship until the end. Based off of the song 'Bang Bang' originally written by Sonny Bono and later covered by Nancy Sinatra. Will contain romance, fluff, angst and sexual situations. Read at your own discretion.
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, and neither is the fandom they are from! All characters belong to their respective owners, I'm just using them to fulfill a plot bunny of mine.

I Was Five and He Was Six

"Get out of here, you freak!"

"The devil is among us!"

"Banish him to the Underworld!"

A small, redheaded boy, not much older than five, walked down the path that led out of the village market. He ignored the townspeople, just like he had since he was born—their threats didn't reach his ears. He walked a straight path, even when one of the merchants threw a piece of rotten fruit his way.

'I only want to play,' he thought absently, always wondering why the people hated him so. The juvenile god was the mischievous type, always playing tricks on his victims, but he never did so out of malice. Yet, the oldest members of the township couldn't see past his childish actions, deciding it was easier to interpret his tricks as harmful and dangerous instead of the cry for help that they actually were.

'Just wait until I get my god powers,' he thought with a distant glimmer of hope. 'They'll have no choice but to accept me then!'

His thoughts got the best of him, however, when he failed to notice the group of older boys that had followed behind him. He was suddenly thrown to the ground by his hair, immediately feeling chilled to the bone as he fell in the thick blanket of snow that covered the ground.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Loki," one of them drawled. Just when Loki had started to stand up, he delivered a hard kick to his stomach, causing the younger boy to collapse back into the ground.

"What...what do you want..." he wheezed, holding back the cough that lingered in the back of his throat. He recognized the group as the same boys who bullied him at the schoolhouse, until he stopped going.

Another boy leaned down in front of Loki, muttering, "We want you to go away," the pure hatred in his voice enough to make the younger child wince.

Hate or not, Loki saw his chance to escape, pulling a tiny bag out of his pocket and throwing it in the boy's face. The dust inside dispersed, launching the group of boys into a coughing fit as Loki quickly got on his feet and tried to run away.

Just as he reached the outside of the dust cloud, he was met with a fierce punch to the stomach and another fist to the nose.

"Guys, over here! The little demon tried to run away," yelled the boy who hit Loki down.

A stream of blood was running down the redhead's chin, and he couldn't hold back the bloody cough that ravaged his throat. He was groveling on the ground, trying to make the pain go away but his stomach hurt so bad, he could barely breathe.

Still, he willed his legs to move, and slowly but surely got on his feet. He took two steps before one of the boys threw a rock at his head, knocking him down once more.

And this time, Loki couldn't get up.

Rock after rock pelted his head, back, legs...the pain was overwhelming, blood pouring from the wounds all over his body. He felt a flood of relief as his eyes began to close, the promise of sleep to tempting to deny.

The last thing he saw was an angel with white hair.

Baldr had seen the whole thing unfold from his room on the second floor of his house. It mad him sad, to see the people he though were his friends be so mean to someone who had never done anything to them.

He didn't understand it at all, why the village shunned Loki. If it was just because of the younger boy's tricks, he definitely felt their hatred was misplaced, but that's because he thought his pranks were actually funny.

The white-haired boy stopped what he was doing and ran outside when he saw the boys striking Loki down. 'They're just down the hill,' he thought as he broke out into a full run. 'I can make it!'

Just as he made eye contact with the redhead as his whole body stilled, he jumped in front of him, the rocks headed their way seemingly hitting a shield and falling to the ground. The boys dropped their rocks, surprised to see Baldr and even more shocked to see that their weapons of choice had no effect on him.

"What the—c'mon, let's get out of here!" the oldest of them yelled, running away in fear. The other three followed, leaving Baldr and Loki alone as the older continued to crouch over the fallen boy.

Once he realized the others had gone, he took off his jacket and used it to cover up Loki. Then, mustering all the strength his littler six-year-old body could bear, he draped him over his back and made his way back to his house.

After what seemed like a really long nap, Loki awakened to a headache, bandages covering his body from head to toe and the smell of meat and vegetable soup tickling his nose. His eyes eased open bit by bit until his gaze fell upon a small figure across the room as it stirred soup in a large pot over a fire. As he came to and recognized the bright white hair, he sat up abruptly, promptly wincing as a sharp pain shot through his side.

The small figure noticed he was awake and made his way over to him with two bowls. He sat them down on the floor next to him as he spoke. "You should probably lay back down," he chided gently. "I did my best to dress your wounds, but I'm still not good at it." He smiled gently.

Loki nodded slowly, laying back down to lean against the mountain of pillows behind him. He'd never seen the other boy in town before, but he could tell that he wouldn't hurt him like the other boys did.

"Are you an angel?" he questioned innocently, taking the bowl the other handed to him. He nearly dropped it when the boy laughed.

"No, of course not! My name is Baldr. What's yours?" he replied, the smile on his face making the bandaged boy blush slightly.

"...Loki," he mumbled, quickly stuffing his mouth with the hot soup and regretting it as it burned his tongue. "Ouch!" he gasped, rapidly trying to breathe in air while he still had food in his mouth. He blushed again when he heard Baldr laugh, realizing that he probably looked really weird. 'He probably thinks I'm stupid,' he though bitterly, looking down at his bowl.

But he was surprised to hear the words that came out of Baldr's mouth next.

"Loki, you're so funny! I wish I could make people laugh like you could...but I'm not good at anything," he said with a self-deprecating smile.

"That's not true!" Loki yelled, startling Baldr a bit. He cleared his voice and diverted his gaze before he talked again. "You're good at stuff too...you saved me from those guys, right? And you even dressed my wounds and made this really good soup. You're good at a lot of things, Baldr."

The older boy stared in astonishment at him, to the point where Loki got a little uncomfortable. But soon Baldr smiled brightly, saying "Mhm!" in agreement.

Loki smiled too, feeling suddenly at ease with Baldr as the two of them ate the rest of their soup in amicable silence.

And so the love story begins :) Next chapter we'll see Thor introduced since I plan to explore their childhood a little more. A review or two would be nice though c: And I'm serious when I say constructive criticism is definitely welcomed!