I hate disclaimers, they're not even necessary. Trust me, if I owned any of the Marvel characters, you'd know about it.
I also promise that Fandral and Bucky will make an appearance at somepoint in this story. I just love them. Okay, waffling...
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. OCs annoy me so I'll try to be creative and add existing characters we know little about or aren't avengers. Maybe I'll add a little Lex Luther? who know. Right, waffling. I promise this story will be all pancakes, no waffles. maybe I'll even throw in some maple syrip and bacon. Right, story... *cough* Right...
PART 1 - Chapter 1
"Mr Stark, I am aware you know the answer, but that is no reason to disrupt others from their learning. If you could refrain from disturbing Mr Banner until the end of the lesson, we will all be able to leave on time and maybe one day someone will actually get to learn something in this class."
"With all respect sir, people might learn something if you actually taught tem something worthwhile."
"Well maybe if you allowed your peers the opportunity to learn, then some of them may actually be as smart as you."
"I seriously doubt that sir."
"I seriously doubt you will have a lunch break at this rate Mr Stark."
"If you could just teach us something."
"If you could make your was to Mr Fury's office?"
"But I didn't do anything."
"Now Mr Stark before I call home."
Tony picked up his backpack from the back of his chair and slung it over one shoulder, scowling as he left the room.
Outside Fury's office was a row of padded chairs against the wall, reminding Tony of a hospital waiting room.
As usual, three seats to his right day one Loki Laufeyson. Few had the pleasure of actually knowing his name. He had always intrigued Tony. His expression, his cheek bones, his jaw line, his lean-ness, that dark green turtleneck and black skinny jeans. Those huge black walking boots he wore.
The dark black, raven hair slicked back with a curl at te end. He wore a lip ring, and the tip of a flowing tattoo could be seen protruding from the top of his neck-line.
The way he carried himself, proud and gracefull. And that attitude that just said, "I don't care, I do what I want."
Loki was a regular fixture on what most students called "death row" or "Highway to Fury". As, of course, was Tony.
Loki liked his 'harmless pranks' fr example, releasing crickets into the school, swapping signs on the male/female bathrooms to confuse the first years, tipping chilli powder into the cafeteria food, and putting gin in the water cooler in te staff room. The latter having the most amusing results.
Tony misty ended up there as the result of making bombs in chemistry out of chemicals the teacher deemed 'harmless'. Or for arguing with teachers. It wasn't his fault they were wrong, they needed correcting before they spread their mistakes into the younger generation.
Tony and Loki hadn't exchanged many words, but Tony could tell he was just as clever and bored as he was. It was probably what drove him to his love of the prank.
It wasn't for lack of trying, Loki ignored most things Tony would say, but they really hadn't spoken much. Not for the amount of times they winded up here together anyway.
Tony was not gay, no, he cringed at the though. He liked girls. A lot. And they liked him. Tony had had a string of girlfriends, none of them ever lasting long. He was Tony Stark, we was devilishly handsome, he was charming, he had that bad-boy attitude they all went so crazy about. There was just this something about Loki that drove Tony crazy. Something that made him just keep trying.
"So, Loki. What you in for?"
Loki gave a smirk in reply.
"come on, what is it this time? Murder?"
"Something like that."
Tony felt a strange kind of fear. He didn't doubt Loki was capable. "Teacher or student?"
"Teacher." Loki's smirk widened.
"What genius was it this time?"
"Nothing really, I'm surprised they sent me here. I put a condom on Mr Selvig's banana."
Tony tried not to laugh. "How did they know it was you."
"They don't. As per usual, my reputation proceeds me." Loki looked up as a crying second year practically ran from Fury's office. Loki stood. "This is me." he didn't look at Tony but held his chin up and put a pleasant little smile on his face as he entered the room. Tony could have sworn Loki was trying to seduce Tony with his hips. That walk had to be on purpose.
A few minutes later a beaming Loki emerged and threw the condom at Tony with a wink. "Somehow, I don't think Fury would have appreciated me putting it in the lost and found."
"Next" Fury called, obviously in a frustrated mood after the previous encounter with Loki. Tony's head snapped towards the voice and when it returned to look back at Loki, he was gone. Again. He always seemed to do that.
Tony let out a deep sigh before entering the headmaster's office.
"You could have stuck up for me Bruce, said I was helping you or something." Tony put his tray down next to Bruce's and sat to his left, the place he would usually reside during their lunch break. "I'm having to stay for a twenty minute detention after school. I'm gonna miss the new star trek episode."
"There isn't a new star trek episode."
"No, but it's newly remastered."
"Get Jarvis to record it for you."
"I have, but that's beside the point." Tony stabbed his mashed potato viciously before shoving his mounded fork into his mouth.
"Tony, I hardly think telling me about your designs for a new dummy-robot could as helping me."
"I know brucey, but you could have said."
"you can't just lie about everything Tony."
"with a dishonest man, you can always trust him to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you have to look out for because you never know where he's going to turn around and do something incredibly stupid."
"Is that Jack Sparrow?"
"Captain. Jack Sparrow."
"your mind is a scary place Tony Stark.
"That reminds me, the parents wot be about again this weekend. Or week... I'm throwing a party."
"Awesome, I love your parties man!" Clint was as excited as everyone else was. Tony's parties were of legends.
"Hey, Tony. Can I invite Bucky?"
"Course you can capsicle, you can bring Peggy along too if you like. And Thor you can bring Jane, Pepper you can bring Happy, and Bruce you better bring Betty."
Rhodey looked offended. "Hey, don't I get a plus one?"
"Like who?"
"hey man, it's only Monday."
Tony smiled. Rhodey was his oldest friend, he knew that he could end up with five girls on his arms at the party and leave with a different five.
"Hurry up and eat you mush Tony, we've got languages next." Tony moaned into his food and stood up.
"I'm good, let's go." he followed Nat and Thor out of the room leaving the rest to go off to their respective classes.
As they walked past the lockers, Tony winked at a group of girls who exploded into fits of giggles. Tony owned this school.
When they went to enter their class room, the corridor was empty, except for one tall boy digging something out of him locker. Loki. Tony had tried and failed to find his locker before, wanting to find an excuse to talk to the boy. He always seemed to go there rigt when everybody else was already in lesson so nobody would see him.
Tony paused halfway through the door and took a mental note of the locker number. 180c.
Tony stepped inside.
"Seriously Thor" Tony whispered "Why am I even here? This subject is pointless. I can just build a robot or a headset or something to translate for me."
"I too find this learning difficult friend."
"I do not find it difficult." Tony snapped. "it's just pointless." He hissed.
When tapping his foot on the floor wasnt enought to quench him boredom, Tony asked if he could go to the toilet. He took his backpack with him, not intending to be back by the end of the lesson. He'd go and sit in his car and wait for his detention to begin.
Tony was glad he had bothered to soundproof his car, nobody would be able to hear his music blaring at eleven. Tony was however surprised to see a Loki walking across the car park. So he was bunking too.
Tony found it hard not to stare. That stance, those piercing green eyes. He wondered why nobody seemed to notice him. He was like tony's own personal green eyed wonder. And he wasn't ready to share him with the world just yet.
Loki had no car, and as the rain began to fall, he held his folders and books above his head and ran through the heavy rain towards the shelter of a tree. It didn't look like it gave that much shelter at all if he was honest. That's why he has to do it. The poor guy was gonna catch pneumonia of something.
Tony wound down his window and shouted.
"Loki, hey Loki!"
No reply
"Loki!"
Tony sighed and cursed to himself inside. He squeezed his eyes tight and took a deep breath before running from the car and to that tree.
"Loki. Come on, you can sit inside my car." Loki stared blankly at him. "come now, think later." and Tony grabbed Loki's hand and ran with it to his car. He only started breathing again when they were both inside, rain crashing heavily around them. "Don't ask me why I did that."
Loki was shivering. He looked uncertain. He had no idea why he had let Tony practically kidnap him. He had no idea why Tony even wanted to help him.
Tony threw his hoodie round Loki's shoulders, trying to stop the shivering.
Great, now both of them were wetting his car. Perfect.
"it's alright, we don't have to talk. I'm just waiting for my detention to begin."
Loki nodded and stared at the window away from Tony. This was good. He wouldn't notice Tony looking at him. Okay staring. Loki was Tony's eighth wonder of the world. He just wanted to crawl inside that mind, figure out how it worked, figure out what he was thinking. And those eyes. That face. That body.
From the rain, Loki's thin jumper clung to him, allowing Tony to appreciate every contour, every subtle muscle on his chest and arms. Tony didn't trust himself to let his eyes stray any lower than that.
Loki's hair was in a messy array, drops of water dripping from te edge of each bit, those dark locks droning that perfect face. Beautiful.
Did Tony just think that? Another man beautiful.
Tony want good at lying to himself. Loki was beautiful, and man did he turn him on.
"I have detention also."
Not another word was spoken until a sea of students flowed trough the gates. The two vacated the car and made their way to Fury's office in silence.
It was only them today. The crying second year from earlier must have gotten off easy, maybe a first offence.
The detention went as usual. Loki sat in silence, staring out the window, and Tony thought up new inventions and ideas, more than occasionally stealing sidewards glances at Loki. Then of course, there was Loki's trademark smirk at Tony as they left the room. It always made toy think that maybe he knew he was watching him. If he did, he either liked it or didn't care. So Tony carried on.
Only this time, Tony stopped him after they'd left the room.
"hey, you want a ride home? You can't walk in weather like this, and the passenger sides already wet from that pretty little arse of yours." oh no. Did he just say that? Out loud? He had just told potentially the most scary dude he knew how perfect him backside was. And he called himself a genius?
To Tony's surprise, his comment was met with raised eyebrows and a nod. It seemed he was safe.
"fine." Loki attempted to sound indifferent, but was rather amused. They made their way to the car in silence and only spoke on the journey whe Loki told Tony the directions. When they got there, toy was somewhat surprised.
"This is thor's house."
Loki scowled but then smiled politely at Tony, his expression slipping into an amused one again at his parting words.
"Goodbye mister Stark." and Loki closed the door and walked away.
Tony was sure that seductive walk wast an accident. It drove him crazy.
It was a while before Tony realised he was staring. He revved the engine and sped off. Doing a little showing off of his own, but boasting his car, not his hips.
Le Note a la Author:
Right, well I was really unsure about this, but I have the next chapter done already and I think this could go somewhere nice. Because this is my first chapter, I could really use your reviews to tell me how im going and where I need to go. Also, it reminds me that my fics resist. I intend to make this a steady fic and I promise there will be some Frostiron the next day. I don't really know what else to say. Go listen to or read the lyrics of 5 coulours in her hair (Mcfly) I know it's kind of sad, and its about a girl and not a hellishly awesome Norse God, but I thought it would fit their high-school selves.
so REVIEWS please.
That will be all.
Oh, and I need name ideas, for the story title.
Now that really is all.