Fool me Once: Shame on Me
Pairing: Loki and Kagome
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fairytale/Myth-esque, Crossover
Summary: "Scorned indeed! Wicked deeds and silver tongue, I will make your deeds appear a mere child's game and your tongue tarnish!" A woman scorned? Eternity couldn't prepare Loki for a scorned Kagome.
A romantic comedy told in a fairytale-esque fashion.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, The Avengers, and anything related to those. I do own the story I'm about to craft and will lay claim to any OCs I create! The story, plot, OCs, and the poem Loki speaks are mine.
Avengers: Movie-verse
Inuyasha: AU
Prologue
Serpent's Kiss
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Her sight was perfect, yet she was forever blind.
Beneath the ill begotten moonlight, she rested in the cool embrace of the night. The chilled air was welcomed upon her perspiring skin. Gazing into the sky, she hoped the mostly cloudy night could darken her vision and ease her mind.
Kagome saw more than what composed the universe. The waning figure of the moon was beautiful, the stars that hid behind gray bloated clouds she envied, but she didn't take solace in the dead of night. It was what she didn't see that brought comfort to her skin, it allowed her to think undaunted by mights, shoulds, and coulds. The night was a brief interlude of comfort where color was absent unlike her thoughts. A shiver raced along her spine causing her flesh to prickle and defy her need for an empty mind, it emerged as a mere echo of thought that bounced within the confines of her mind until finally she could take no more.
"It's not true," she muttered, her voice consumed by the emptiness she sought.
The lie didn't comfort her.
Her sight was perfect, yet she was ever so blind to what would be. She saw the world in shades of vibrant colors, felt the touch of love with a comfort of hope, and yet it was all overshadowed by her sight. It was a curse, she was sure, because she was damned—damned if she tired and damned if she didn't. Those with ears heard, yet her warnings were bestowed upon deaf ears. Her words were mere entertainment that composed, what people believed to be, mere coincidences. She hadn't foreseen him arriving that fateful day.
"Your words do not trap one such as I."
Kagome blinked as she tried to ignore the memory and focus upon her sorrow. Her father's death had marked the onset of her curse, the blessed gift she so wished upon herself. Furrowing her brows, she drew tight the edges of the white satin robe in attempt to block the chill the memory wrought. Shivering, despite her failed efforts, the future was void when her father was killed and she received her blessing.
Sunshine bathed them in golden rays as the scent of Sakura drifted upon the wind carried upon the lake's cool front. Her father's cobalt eyes glanced at her when bells filled the air like the chirping of hatched chicks; it caused excitement to gather in her eyes.
"Ice cream?" Her father questioned, smile deepening with amusement filling his eyes.
"Yes daddy, yes!" Kagome cried out as she bounced upon the balls of her feet. Pudgy hands gripped the calloused and thick hands of her father as she tugged him toward the crosswalk. Her dark blue eyes glanced across the street to the park where the small cart was slowly being pushed. Urgency tugged at her as she pulled her father's hand whining, "Daddy! Hurry please!"
His deep chuckled resonated through the air as he scolded, "Kagome." He paused, earning a scowl from her petite features. "Patience is a virtue."
"Daddy!"
His chuckle burst forth a warm laugh that caused her to sigh in exasperation. He softly tugged his hand back dragging her away from the crosswalk. He reached out, pinched her nose and smiled as she yelped, exaggerating his tender pinch.
"You can't rush into things blind," father calmly chided. He released her nose and crouched as he delicately turned her to face the street. Cars raced along emitting bursts of air that fluttered their clothes and hair about. "You see Kagome," father began, "there are certain signs you most look for."
"Let's hurry!" Kagome whined. Her eight-year-old mind focused on the ice cream. "We'll be safe if we hurry!"
Her father chuckled and stressed, "Kagome, always stop before deciding something." He stood up, patted her head, and pointed out that it was safe to walk. She opened her mouth to speak.
The sound of bells was consumed by the blaring of a horn; she was reminded of the time her friend pressed her home's doorbell far too long. Her ears rang as a harsh squeal invaded her and the scent of burnt rubber perverted the fresh scents of nature. Kagome was unaware of when her world flashed to black and color was violently sucked away. The dull thud of flesh smacking, and the cracking of glass consumed her hearing as smoke filled her lungs in a rush of instances forming a single moment.
Kagome opened her eyes and could see; father rested on his back, head lolled to the side. Blood was smeared upon the cracked windshield, streaking the car's hood, and coating her father's face. Her footsteps were dulled by the groaning car as she rushed toward her father. Hands shaking and tears flowing down her cheeks she fell to her knees beside him.
"Daddy," she wasn't sure what to say, "…get up."
She couldn't understand why he wasn't responding. Her daddy was a man of smiles, patience, and energy. He wasn't this body on the concrete; he wasn't listless and fading. Her hands shook as she glanced upward, the sign her father looked to before he stepped into the street flared white.
"It's safe," Kagome muttered as her hands shook and grasped his shirt. Tightly she gripped him and muttered once more, "You were patient….it's safe."
He wasn't moving and her mind refused to think of anything else, he had to be merely sleeping; resting and dreaming of a place away from this accident. The sound of sirens filled the air, her heart violently clenched within her chest as she sharply inhaled. Choking on her tears as she shook him and cried; he wasn't waking.
"Daddy!" Kagome wailed as she shook him.
Hands grasped her shoulders as adults dressed in emergency uniforms surrounded her father's prone form. Their voices were a smear of jumbled sounds that mimicked incoherent chanting that stained the atmosphere. Violently, she jerked her body from the hands that tried to hold her. She had to get away, get to her father, and wake him. She cried out! Didn't they understand? If only she could wake him, this terrible nightmare could end.
"She's going into shock!"
Kagome twisted and jerked, cried and screamed, finally going limp as her sobs choked her. Vomit leeched its way up her throat, acid burning every inch until it leaked from her mouth. Her childish body shook as she vomited more forcefully.
'It's my fault,' Kagome thought, 'that he's…'
She was forced to her side allowing the vomit escape. Sapphire eyes rolled upward into her skull and she wondered if she would see her father soon.
'Patience, I shouldn't have,' her thoughts were broken and scatted, '…asked.'
The ice cream, her father was…all for ice cream. It wasn't that important, didn't he understand she wanted him more than ice cream.
Kagome wretched a single word with more stomach acid burning her throat, making her hoarse, "Daddy!"
"He's dead!"
The world faded and all she could see was her father's still body upon the ground as the word twirled around her, taunting and reinforcing reality in her mind. Her father had crossed the street and died. His lessons on patience and watching for signs failed, he was gone.
'The signs lied…'
If only she could've foreseen this and had a moment to warn him of the approaching car. If she had a moment she would save him, Kagome would save anyone if only she had only a moment.
'Please…I want to save my father,' Kagome thought. 'Give me a warning, a chance!'
A salty iron flavor claimed her taste before her body fell prey to convulsion and darkness reigned over her vision.
Kagome covered her eyes as she pressed her palms tight to her eyes, blocking the tears. Whatever God or Devil existed had answered her prayer perversely. Reaching up, she dabbed the tears from her face with a solemn sigh. Her gaze drifted over her right shoulder when she heard the low groan of the door slowly pushing open. The sage curtain swayed from the inside of her room against the glass panel.
The thought came forth to the front of her mind and she couldn't suppress it. No longer could she lie; denying the resonance of the awful vision his last visit had imparted upon her. Her slender hand drifted from the sleeve of her robe to lightly touch her temple as she shut her eyes in an attempt to ease the memory out.
'Within shaded corners,
of ashen wood,
dwells a gift—'
Fields of emerald rested beneath her feet as the melodies of nature sung within the four walls. His illusion formed before he entered, each detail finely attended to like an artist crafting his life's work. Her sapphire eyes sparked in delight as she stepped forward into the patch of flowers. The once assumed flowers stirred to life revealed as butterflies. Her delighted laughter erupted as she butterflies danced a whirlwind of color around her form.
"Your voice delights me."
'Tenderly garnered,
and freely given,
I have jealousy sought—'
"Loki," Kagome softly teased, "why are you in such a poetic mood?"
His deep chuckle stirred the butterflies once more. They fluttered between their forms and when they settled Kagome took in his attire. He was adorned in formal robes of black and emerald green and within his clothed hands rested a wooden box. Kagome's eyes shifted from the box to his lips, watching as they lifted in a smirk.
'Crisp skin and sensual taste,
Immortal youth doth take—'
"Are you attempting to tempt me?" Kagome questioned, coyly smiling.
Loki's thin lips pulled back, a predatory gleam tempting his features as he took in her appearance. The sorrow that coated her vanished as he nodded his head and teased, "Can't you see?"
Her eyelids slightly draped as she snipped, "I am blind to events concerning me—fragments tease me."
Loki moved forward and cradled the small box within his large hand as he reached up and tenderly let the tips of his gloved fingers tease her lips. The silence was overcome with the chirping of birds and a soft whisper of a breeze. Kagome lifted her hand hovering her palm beneath the hand that cradled the wooden box. Loki leaned forward, his lean form leaning over her as he smiled.
"By my side, your future will not be a surprise. I will never leave you," Loki promised.
Kagome squeezed her eyes shut as she fought back the tears. The sound of the wooden lid sliding backward caused to smile, she'd never be alone. Her curse was regarded as a gift to him. Kagome slowly let her eyes drift open; the apple's skin gleamed golden within his gloved hand. The unnatural color and scent was a reminder that this opportunity could never be undone.
"I will live forever with this curse—"
"You shall live with my love forever," Loki interrupted her.
Her heart softened at his words and soft touch as he offered her the gift. Kagome felt no hesitation as she reached out and lightly cradled the apple within his palm. She didn't lift the apple nor did he release it as she lowered her face closer. Her lips brushed the skin, her teeth grazed the flesh, and her tongue was lathered with inhuman sensations.
Kagome's eyes widened as bliss was overwhelmed by the familiar ache in her temple as her vision blurred.
'Why?' She thought as her vision flared white.
Loki watched as her sapphire eyes faded to white, signaling the oncoming of vision. He remained still as he watched her lips wordlessly move too fast for him to read.
'It isn't fair—my moment.'
The white background suddenly painted with color as the vision was born. Kagome's eyes took in every detail: buildings of steel once stretched to the sky crumbled within the flames and smoke, the sky pitched black as dark mist corroded the streets, and she above the chaos beside the creator this evil. Dread welled within her as lithe fingers took her hand and she felt a tender kiss placed upon the back of hand. Kagome looked to Loki taking in his horned helm and the thick clothes of black and emerald, he was dressed for battle.
"Loki," Kagome whispered.
He smiled at her, his eyes hard as he opened his mouth and spoke—
'No!' Kagome thought as the vision began to fade. She wasn't being permitted to hear his words. Her eyes welled with tears; his words were directed toward her. The vision faded and she was left with the chilled trail of juice from the apple curving along her chin as Loki gazed upon her.
"What did you see?" Loki questioned, concern in his voice.
"What didn't I see?" Kagome murmured. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and agitation. A detail of her curse was simple; she wasn't permitted to see events relating to herself. A moment of everything else and yet her own life was forever obscure from her.
Loki pulled her close and assured, "Whatever you saw, I'll remain with you."
A chilled feeling froze her reply at the irony of how true his words were. Kagome shut her eyes and wondered if she misunderstood the vision. It wasn't until he asked if she could foretell the fate of Asgard that dread tightly coiled in her heart and refused to let go. The distrust she felt led her to reply in negative to his request.
Tenderly, he kissed her forehead and left her. His illusion faded with his vanishing.
"You've returned," Kagome whispered.
She noticed that the night wasn't as silent as she originally hoped. The waves of the nearby bay lapped at the shore and the sound of a plane overhead cut through the moonlight casting a shadow upon Loki, the man had once pretended to be human. Her love was directed at his human guise, and she believed himself as well. He smiled gently at her, as if he were reassuring a child. She didn't take well to the condescending look and graced him with a scowl.
"I've come baring news," Loki stated, his tone calm and subtle.
Her eyebrows furrowed. He'd vanished from her side for three days. The overwhelming fear of loneliness taunted her mind and toyed with her emotions. She didn't want to believe that he'd abandoned her, but his actions told much
"I won't foretell the fate of Asgard," Kagome firmly reminded.
Loki's smile faltered so briefly she almost mistook it as a mere twitch, she knew better. His mannerisms weren't well hidden, she was blind to her fate, but not to the mannerisms displayed by others. The atmosphere of her balcony suddenly became overwhelmed by the tenseness his mood. She supposed his imposing, yet silent attitude was meant to be feared. Kagome didn't fear him or whatever threat he displayed, after all, she feared only one thing.
"Kagome, Kagome," Loki sighed with a click of his tongue as his jade eyes danced with mirth, "I hate to carry such bad news, it ills my mood as such."
"Then lay your burden down." Her tone was firm, she was prepared for the worst as she urged, "Stop the dramatics and speak."
His finely shaped brows arched and she was swiftly reminded that Loki wore his emotions freely. His title was of deceit and mischief, but he failed to deceive himself. The anger was apparent and the hurt overlaid the emotion as he sought exactly which mask to portray.
"Despite your clinginess," Loki began as she winced, "I must inform you that I feel crowded."
Her eyes widened as the only fear she truly held taunted her. He smiled at her and she was too panicked at the rapid thoughts and meanings behind his words to recognize the game he played. All she could think of was the death of her father, the death of her friend, and the utter loneliness she never wished to feel again.
"The apple of—"
"You're immortal now!" Loki chuckled as he crossed the distance and tweaked her nose. He lifted his hands away as he assured, "With this separation, we're bound to see each other once or thrice more."
"No," Kagome muttered, unbelieving of this.
Loki teased a frown as he mused, "If you don't want to remain a friend, that's quite alright."
'Three days,' Kagome thought as Loki continued to look nonchalant of the situation. She'd received immortality three days ago and he was leaving her. Her hands clenched as the fear spiked even more; she would have to live for a long time with her curse, by herself. Immortality was not something she wished for, it was ideal if he stayed with her and loved her as he said.
The condescending lift of his brow suggested no love. Her fist clenched as she glanced away from his gaze unable to look at him.
"Come now Kagome," Loki soothed with a smirk, "think of all the time you'll have to see the world."
Her chest heaved as her heart fluttered in her chest. Time promised loneliness and she didn't wish to face it. She slammed her eyes shut seeking comfort in the darkness and trying to gain control of her fears.
'My fault,' Kagome bitterly thought.
She was the reason her father died, she was the reason her best friend was dead, and she was now the reason Loki was leaving. His fingers brushed her skin and his chill caused her to step away with a feeling of pity and disgust, she was unsure if the emotions were directed at him or her.
"What have I done to displease you?" Kagome questioned, each word pained as she kept her eyes shut.
Loki sighed and she kept her eyes downcast. The situation bothered her and she was unsure if she should look at him, finally her eyes lifted. The corners of his lips lifted in smug grin.
"Don't treat me as if I feel nothing for me," Loki scolded, his voice dropping to a low murmur. He stepped closer to her and caught the faint scent of lavender and mint. He gazed at the top of her head as he stood behind her. His slender fingers stretched forth as he placed his hands upon her shoulders and squeezed. "I care much for you." He softly exhaled a slight laugh assuring, "If I didn't care, I wouldn't have gifted you with immortality."
"Answer me why," Kagome snapped as her eyes opened. She kept her gaze upon him. His shadow consumed her form.
"The why isn't as important as the how," Loki mused. Her eyebrows furrowed he gently squeezed and rhetorically asked, "How can I leave you if I love you?" Idly, he tapped his fingers against her before he pulled back and answered, "I leave because I can."
Kagome pulled away from him as she sharply turned to glare at him. Her heart was shattering, the pieces slowly drifting apart as she struggled to maintain her composure. She wouldn't fall apart in front of him, yet he was smiling as if she already failed.
Her heart was shattering as she lifted a hand and held it over her heart, as if she could hold the pieces within. Loki's face twisted into confusion as a sad resolve overcame her features. Slowly her sapphire eyes misted with a familiar whiteness that signaled a vision. He leaned forward, eager to hear if she had words to speak about his family.
Her pale lips moved, declaring, "The past shall repeat—wallowing in the shadows, imprisoned to the desolate makings of a twisted heart. You will not find peace."
When the visages of her curse cleared she was left abandoned upon the balcony. Kagome fell to knees as her heart crumbled. The tears slid along her cheeks as her emotions overwhelmed her. Lifting her hand, she covered half her face. He left her, the supposed love of her life, her immortal life left her.
'Immortal,' Kagome thought.
She became immortal for him.
Kagome wiped the tears from her face as she gazed upward. The moonlight sliced through the clouds splashing along her face as she desolately gazed into the night sky.
"I did it for you!" Kagome cursed out.
She slammed her eyes shut as a chilled breeze danced across her skin. Her lips puckered, she wouldn't put on a show for him. There would be no pleasure gained from her tears. Kagome resolutely opened her eyes as she pushed to her feet and licked her lips. There was all the time in the world now. Her eyebrows furrowed as the stirrings of anger burned at the fragments of her heart.
If Loki thought immortality was daunting, it would change. He told her to see the world and she would. Loki's immortal life would never be the same.
"I'll make you pay," Kagome vowed wiping away her tears.
~TBC~
…Author's Note…
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