Pardon me. I really ship this pairing. Carry on..

Disclaimer needs to go to hell.

I really like her hair, it's like fire. But a fire you just want to reach out and touch. I also like it when she gets angry, the determination on her face is just dripping beautifully.

Ever since Loki had been taken back to Asgard and held prisoner, he'd been thinking about her.

Those beautiful lips..

Every time he was alone, he'd say her name.

Natasha..

It was childish really, he was turning into his step-brother. He was weakening.. Falling for a simple creature such as a human. It wasn't right. How could Thor stand around and just fall like so, and now it would be rubbing off on him as well. He felt disgusted with himself, but at the same time.. He had this heavy feeling inside his chest that he couldn't explain. Every night, he'd say her name and the weight inside him would grow heavier. He was worlds away.. And he missed her.

Even if things were different in her eyes, he wasn't the good guy. He was the killer, the masochist, the heartless one. She hated him. Or did she? He'd ask him that question a lot, as if he was expecting an answer. It almost made him go insane.. Asking out loud too, the guards looked at him funny every time he spoke to himself.

Thor came in every now and then to check on him, talk to him even. His brother loved him regardless, even if he didn't look very happy when he spoke to him.

"Brother, the guards are telling me that you've been talking by yourself. Is that true?" Thor asked, his prominent brows slightly furrowed. Not out of anger or pressure, but consolation.

"…" Loki kept quiet and sat with his hands between his knees on the bench.

Thor sighed, "If you're really that lonely I could come by more often, and spend longer times talking with you."

"What makes you think I'd want that?" Loki said softly, but bitterly none the less.

The god of thunder paused a for a moment and tried to look Loki in the eyes but only met the top of his head, as it was hung low as he sat. "Very well then, I'll go." And he lowered his head as well and turned to walk out, his red cloak twisting with his body and flowing with the movement as he exited the chamber.

"…What is it like?" Loki spoke up again.. The sound of Thor's boots tapping on the flooring interrupted by said sound. It echoed around the vast room.

Thor stopped and turned around to listen, "What is what like?" His blonde locks sliding from his shoulder.

Loki finally looked up then to his brother. Their eyes met for the first time in months. "What is it like.. To fall in love?"

This took Thor by surprise. He paused again, not knowing what to say. "Well.. It's not easy to explain.. It's like falling backwards but up at the sky.. And it makes you see things differently." He raised a brow, "Why do you ask, Brother?"

Loki turned his head to one side, his own ebony hair falling out of place a little. It was no longer slicked back. It was sort of stringy and messy, not really having order anymore. "What about with mortals.. Humans." He said the word as if it was poison. "Falling in love with the likes of them?"

Thor took a small breath, "It's not as complicated as it may seem. Humans are just like we a-"

"NO. They are not. They don't think the same way we do. They feel these petty emotions, and they ask too many questions." Loki spat while Thor just listened, he was used to his long winded brother's speeches.

"They're primitive and vile, worthless pieces of scum that deserve to be.." Loved... He wanted to say but instead stopped speaking.. What IS love?[*]

Thor's head perked up slightly and he focused more intently on his brother, "Deserve to be what?" He asked.

Loki looked back down at the cell floor which shone his ratty reflection. He was sweating, the room wasn't even warm though. "Go.." He finished, his voice dripping with darkness.

Thor had a pained expression in his eyes. He could feel the hatred in his brother from all the way across the room. This godforsaken room..

"GO!" Loki shouted, his voice strained and almost about to crack as it echoed around the room and boomed against the chests of the guards and Thor. Just as he was told, Thor left the chambers with his head low. Just as the doors shut, Loki shut his eyes tightly and bared his teeth.

It stings so badly, it stings deep down inside my chest.. How can I feel this way about something so irrelevant. Something so small and puny..

A moment later Loki's eyes began to water and a small tear trailed down his cheek. When he opened his eyes they were swimmy and blurry from crying. It may not seem like he'd cried before but he spent many days crying when he was away from those he knew. He had a strongly poised himself when he was in the presence of Thor, but he was really fragile still from realizing who he was. No one ever saw him cry, he wouldn't allow it. His breath became a little ragged as he tried to hold it all in,

Don't show emotions like this. You're not like them..

But she's so beautiful, she can't be like them..

She isn't.

Is she?

Okay so, I finished chapter one. It's starting small.. Gunna get bigger and badder here soon. Hope you enjoyed this. More to come soon. Also, my other two popular stories 'Oh Fozzy One' and 'Over a pizza' will be worked on here soon quite possibly. I've just been going through a lot lately. I'm going to give you guys a freebie chapter, chapter two will be given even if no reviews are left.. however.. later after that.. I'll need at least 4 to continue my writing process. Sorry people, motivation is expensive nowadays.

[*] I couldn't help but start singing Haddaway - What is love?