A/N: This is just a little something I wrote some time ago based slightly on the manga,anime and the anime opening.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me.
All that mattered
How badly it ached, to have him so near and yet so far away like some unobtainable dream. For that was what he was, a dream come true even with his limited powers and being reduced to his child form that was almost a splitting image of the twins he had sired so long ago in another lifetime.
She was his prophesied child-bride, the infamous loyal wife who had tried to spare him as much pain as possible from the poison of the snake's dripping venom, the only one who stood by him out of love and devotion rather than obligation even though her children were dead ("The aftermath of their sire's evilness," Odin's voice seem to whisper in her ears even though it had been ages since she had bargained with him) and the entrails of her youngest used to bind him onto that uncomfortable bed of stones.
Despite her love for him, it still hurt to know that he cared more for Spica than he did her. But then again, to him she was probably no more than a noisy, irritating mortal girl who had latched herself to him and his household. Maybe, if she were to drown herself in the deepest sea where Migardsormen was once bound, he would come to rescue her out of the very element which he hated most?
She let out a humorless laugh which quickly turned into a strangled sob. No. This was her choice – one that she had made a lifetime ago beneath the crescent moon outside the cave where Loki was bound, and she would continue to pay the price as well as the consequences for it. If only in a bid to turn back the clock just a little in order to forestall the coming of Ragnarok, to prevent the agonized helplessness she felt deep within her from seeing him in pain and the heartache of losing her twins. After all, they couldn't die if they were never born in the first place, could they?
With that little bit of comforting knowledge, she gave into an exhausted sleep. Come morning, she would once again be Mayura Daidouji – a ditzy high school girl with a penchant for being attracted to mysteries and the self-proclaimed assistant to an adorable yet terrible flirt of a child detective. But for tonight, she would be her true self, Sigyn, the Asynjur of unknown origins whose love and devotion to her husband remains unparallel even if he held her with less regard than that of a stranger. As long as she could be by his side, that was all that mattered.
A/N: How was it? Thanks for reading and I do hope you'll review. :P