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The Real Me

"Out of the Box"

o.o.o

He was running down the hall, an endless tunnel with no way out. After a few seconds he finally saw a faint glow from the opposite end. A door! Not a particular door, however. It was glowing white, The Door of Fate.

The door was in front of him at last. He placed his right hand on the knob and turned it. The room beyond was dark and empty, or so it seemed. He walked inside, even though he could not see anything, but heard dimmed whispers all around him.

"Loki-kun!" a voice shouted. He immediately turned around to witness a pink-haired girl being enveloped by darkness.

"Loki-kun!" she cried, reaching out her hand to touch him. Before he knew it, he was running towards the girl, trying to reach for her as well.

"M-Ma…" he choked. "Loki-kun! You have to remember!" She cried as her body was engulfed by the darkness.

"M-Mayu…" he struggled still. "You have to make me remember! Please! Look for me!" the girl shouted desperately, though he did not understand what she meant. He looked into her red eyes and he saw the answer right away.

"MAYURA!"

Loki sat up in his bed, breathing fast for a reason he did not know until his vision brought him back to reality. The curtains were drawn, which could only mean that Yamino had made an attempt to wake him up. Clearly it was late in the morning, for the sun was shining brightly through his windows. The smell of bacon had escaped from the kitchen and had made its way into his room. Loki's stomach growled, but he did not care at the moment.

He sat there, staring at his hands while sweat raced down his face. It was the same dream he had been having for quite some time now. He would always end up meeting the same pink-haired girl who asked him something he could not recall. He knew her, but forgot everything once he woke. Although he was not a god of prophecies, he knew that the dream was real and a sign of something he had to know.

Loki wanted to reflect more on the dream, but over time he found out that the more he contemplated on it, the more he became exhausted: physically and mentally. He put his thoughts to the back of his mind and got out of bed.

o.o.o

"Brother! How many times do I have to tell you? Please don't stand on the dining table! I know you are family, but you must have some manners," scolded a mature voice in the dining room. Loki unconsciously smiled and walked into the dining area.

"Loki-sama!"

"Daddy!"

Two voices cried. One belonged to the previous scolder and the other to a coal-black dog.

"Morning Yamino-kun, Fenrir," Loki replied.

"Loki-sama, will you please tell nii-san to eat on the floor? It's just rude to stand on the table," Yamino got straight to the point. Fenrir gave a growl. "Fenrir, please dine on the floor. What if somebody sees you eating at the table like that? It would give them an impression that this agency does not know proper etiquette," Loki explained kindly to his eldest son. Fenrir gave a small look of sorrow and agreed, "Yes, Daddy." He got off and gave his younger brother a quick glare.

"Thank you, Loki-sama," said Yamino-kun as he placed a plate full of food in front of his father. Before they could engage in conversation, the front door opened and a tall boy zoomed in.

"Hey Loki, couldn't get home early to finish homework, so I went to sleep late. Then I had to wake up early and didn't have time to make breakfast, so I decided to come here for today. That's okay, right" Thanks," the boy told Loki before grabbing Loki's plate of food. Before anyone could say anything, the boy had finished and run out the door.

The three residents stood there for a minute, trying to take in the event that had just occurred. Finally, Yamino-kun showed signs of life by calmly saying, "I'll bring you another dish, sir." He quietly walked back into the kitchen.

o.o.o

"Hey, Yamino-kun, I'm going to visit the Norns. I'll be back for dinner. Maybe I'll get something from Narukami-kun for breakfast," Loki called out as he closed the door of the detective agency. He passed the fenced entrance and headed out to the other side of the city.

"Narukami-kun will be working in the market area, so I can walk by there, to the shops, then to the Norns," Loki muttered to himself. He made his way across the sandy playground park. It was a good thirty minutes after school had ended for elementary kids, thus were playing here. He watched the kids having fun as he walked by. He appeared to be around their age, but did not bother to waste his time at school, for he was a god and had much more knowledge and wisdom than they. Before Loki could amuse himself further about the size of his body and appearance, a person had caught his attention among the group of children.

It was her.

Her long pink hair flowing freely in the gentle spring breeze, her red eyes full of life and laughter as she ran gently away from a boy not too far behind her…the boy who happened to be Heimdall.

Loki was in shock. The sight of them was horrific to the eyes of Loki, who knew that Heimdall was actually an evil person and would never be softened by anyone – especially a human.

"A little faster, Kazumi-kun!" the girl laughed softly. Heimdall smiled back at her, until his eyes met Loki's, who was standing not very far from the pair. Heimdall's smile had disappeared and stopped running after the girl as he continued to stare back at Loki.

"Kazumi-kun? Kazumi-kun?" the girl asked as she, too, stopped where she was. She followed the invisible trail of his eyes, towards Loki. Finally, Loki removed his gaze from Heimdall to the girl who had always appeared in his dreams. She looked back and forth between the two with a confused look.

"Um...," she began to speak, trying to end the uneasiness in the air. Loki brought his attention back to her with gentle eyes. She smiled at his kind face.

"Are you a friend of Kazumi-kun? I'm…"

o.o.o

TO BE CONTINUED

I'm in the process of re-writing and posting the chapters.