A/N: Rokkins requested something and I couldn't possibly cram everything into one thing so I cut it into three parts! Loki arrives on earth before Thor's return, he catches the attention of one Tony Stark. I'm pretty sure you all know where this will go.


Tony waved Happy away as he stepped into the coffee shop, fully capable of opening the doors himself. He gave the baristas a wink and a smile after ordering his drink, giving them all a nice tip and a few autographs. Tony leaned against the counter and scanned the room, checking out the occupants. The usual mostly, aside from a raven haired male in the corner. He observed the man, he was flipping through a book, his chin resting in his palm as he read. Tony turned to the barista and asked what he had ordered, requesting another one. He waved Happy out the door before he grabbed to two drinks and approached the man.

Loki was bored with his book. Oh how he longed for his collection back ho- No, Asgard was no longer his home. His brooding was interrupted as someone approached his table. He looked up into the face of a familiar man, though only from images. This was the genius and playboy Anthony Stark, judging by the looks of the ladies in the room. He noticed the man holding two drinks and he raised an eye brow.

"Mister Stark, how could I possibly help you?"

"I was just curious if you wouldn't mind me joining you. There aren't any seats left."

Loki looked around, sure enough every seat was taken. He motioned for the man to have a seat and blinked as one of the steaming cups was set in front of him.

"What is this?"

"Another of your order, as a thank you."

Tony gave him a smile, turning on a bit of his charm. He took a sip of his coffee and looked the other man over, he looked early to mid thirties and had good taste judging by his suit.

"So what might your name be?"

"Loki."

"Loki? Like the god?"

"The very same."

"Well then Loki. Perhaps you would allow me to take you out to dinner some time?"

"I, like everyone else know about your conquests and I have no need to become one of those. So you may take the tea back and be on your way."

"I never said anything about that. Just dinner, that's all I want."

"And suppose I say yes, you are not exactly subtle. I am not fond of flashyness."

"There will be no press and no insane groups of fans."

Loki sighed and looked over the other man, black painted nails tapping on the side of his cup. This would prove entertaining for at least a short amount of time. He stood and reached into his coat, pulling out a simple business card before handing it to the man.

"I accept your offer Mister Stark. Please contact me when you are ready to take me out."

He took the free cup of tea and strolled out of the shop, vanishing in a cloud of smoke as soon as he was out of sight.

===================Two Weeks Later.========================

Loki looked down at the paper with the address again before looking at the building in front of him. It appeared closed. Sighing at the possibility of being stood up he walked up to the door and pulled it open. He walked into the building and looked around, eyeing the expensive decorating. A hostess came from down a nearby hall, greeting him with a smile.

"You must be Mister Stark's guest. If you'd like to follow me I can take you to your room."

Room? Loki nodded and followed the girl back down the hall and through a door way, entering into a private room. There was a small table set up in the center with a bar on one of the walls. Anthony stark was standing behind one of the chairs, dressed in a simple grey suit and a blue tie. Loki turned and gave the hostess a thank you and a smile before she left, turning after words to admire his 'date.'

"Mister Stark I must say that you clean up nicely."

"Please, call me Tony. I hope this isn't to much, I remember what you said about not liking anything flashy."

"This is fine. I simply do not like to draw attention to myself."

Tony nodded and pulled out a chair, sliding it in a bit after Loki took a seat. He couldn't believe that he was actually nervous about this date. He was Tony Stark, the one everyone wanted. Except for this man, he seemed to be curious, nothing more. He took his own seat and looked over the table before them. Fondue. For some odd reason the idea just stuck out to him. Tony smiled at the god.

"Have you ever had fondue before?"

"Fondue?" the word felt odd on Loki's tongue.

"Well basically we cook what we want. Pork, beef, chicken, fish, and even tofu."

He pointing to each with the small spear, dunking a piece of beef into the pot filled boiling water. While it cooked he pointed to the second pot and a plate filled with breads and fruits.

"This one is just a cheese blend. Though you don't have to cook these."

Loki raised an eyebrow and stabbed a piece of apple before dipping a small piece into the cheese, blowing on it before taking a bite. He nodded, impressed. Who would have thought that the two would compliment the other so well.

The evening continued like that, Tony giving him new foods and combinations to try. Not to mention the different wines. He found that he cared more for the fruits more than the meats, though they were still good, and he favored the sweet wines.

By the time they had received desert Loki was feeling quite good, the wine having dulled most of his worries and such. Tony had ordered a simple chocolate, the accompanying plate filled with cookies, cake, marshmallows, and strawberries. He had enough to drink to confess his identity.

"I am a god."

Tony raised an eyebrow at his date. The wine had obviously helped loosen him up.

"Is that so?"

"Of course, though you do not believe me."

"Perhaps you should convince me then."

"I am loki, adoptive son of Odin. There are multiple tales of my trickery and macick."

Tony put his face in his hands, he always found the crazies. He met Loki's eye.

"So you're a god. Prove it."

Loki chuckled and shifted, taking on the form of his female persona lady loki. A smirk fell onto her black painted lips at Tony's eyes widened.

"So now you believe, but still stay skeptical."

Loki vanished in a cloud of black smoke and appeared behind Tony. She ran her hand through his hair, chuckling as he jumped. She returned to her seat and sat down.

"I asked a god out on a date…That's a first."

"You seem quite accepting of this."

"It isn't too odd if you don't over think it."

Loki nodded and changed back to his male body, straightening out his suit. This mortal was very entertaining, perhaps he would keep him around for a while. But for now, it was time he took his leave.

Tony's heart sank as the god vanished again, speeding up as his lap was suddenly filled with said god. He made a small noise as loki gently kissed him, keeping it slow and torturous. A shiver moved through his body as he felt cool breath across his neck.

"I enjoyed this evening mister stark. You may call upon me again is you so wish."

With that Loki vanished again, sadly staying gone.