Fire and Ice (a Thor fic)
Disc.: If I was even half as talented as the owners of this movie/comic series, then I wouldn't be writing these fics or disclaimers, but as you can see I'm not which is why I'm posting this here.
A/N: Recently, it has come to my attention that certain movies don't have enough yaoi pairings to them so I'm doing one from the movie 'Thor' because a certain always-returns-my-messages viewer (don't try to hide from me, we both know who you are) has requested it from me so I will try my best to satisfy…and to all of you haters and negative reviewers who obviously have no life or right to exist in this world, I say do us all a favor and just go kill yourselves because no one would ever miss you in this life or the next so save your families (if you have any) and yourselves some space and remove your pathetic existences from this world because no one but you gives a rat's ass about yourselves…if that bothers you, then just go fuck yourselves before you die.
Ch.1- Sealing The Deal
The sky was as dark and dreary as the rest of Jotunheim on this day as Odin stood in front of Laufy, the Frost Giant King with a rather grim expression marring his aristocratic features. The cold winds swirled around the two Kings, both of them as silent as the snow falling on their skin as the Asgard ruler was eyeing his opponent up and down with an assessing gaze. Thor shivered as his father and the other King stood stock still, neither making a move or saying anything beyond the palpable quietness that enveloped them like a silken cloak.
"Father, I'm cold…how much longer are we going to be here?"
The Asgard King looked down at his youngest and only child, it was understandable that the boy would complain about being here for too long. After all, it wasn't every day that one traveled to Jotunheim to negotiate a peace treaty that would hopefully last for many years.
"Wait just a moment longer, Thor…soon we will be home but first Laufy and I have some things to settle, for now just grin and bear it my son." Odin said as he gently ruffled his son's blonde locks, a pout settling on the boy's face which made both Kings laugh.
"So then Laufy, are we all in agreement? Your first child shall marry mine and peace shall be fostered between our two kingdoms, we shant set foot in Jotunheim again until the actual wedding takes place…will you accept these terms?"
The Frost Giant King looked down at the blonde child, it was obvious he would be dominant in the marriage…he carried himself with the air of a great ruler despite him being so young, his wavy blonde locks dancing in the cold breeze gently as he smiled at Odin.
"Yes, I accept these terms…Haldrigue!"
The Frost Giant head servant appeared next to his King, a look of subservience crossing his face as he waited for his chance to speak.
"Yes, My Lord?"
"Bring my child to me at once, and make him presentable before his trip to Asgard."
"Yes, My Lord."
The two Kings watched as the servant disappeared in a flurry of snow before Laufy gestured for the two visitors to follow him inside where the wind wasn't as strong or chilling. It was roughly an hour later that Haldrigue appeared with Laufy's child in tow, his eyes kept to the ground the whole time the two Kings conversed.
"Odin Allfather, allow me to introduce you to my child…this is my son Loki, I hope he is beautiful enough for your child to wed."
Haldrigue patted the boy on the shoulder and motioned for him to look up at his future husband, the two young Princes locking gazes curiously. Loki felt rather shy and self conscious in the presence of the other boy, he could see the beginnings of muscle building up in the frame of the other whereas he was rather thin and feminine looking…he was built more like a girl than a boy, and he'd had no end of suitors trying to court him but his father forbade all of them to touch him because he said he had other plans in mind as to whom he would be marrying.
Thor found that he couldn't keep his eyes off of the other Prince, his breath hitching in his throat when they first caught gazes. He was definitely beautiful for a Frost Giant child with pale blue skin and thin yet elegant shoulders, honeyed orbs that shone with mischief as they continued to keep staring at each other. His future bride's hair was short yet straight with curls at the end and looked softer than even the finest polished gold, with thin hips and lean, slightly toned legs.
Normally an arranged marriage had both spouses hating each other because they were forced into bondage with one they'd never even look at twice, but in Thor's case he found himself already falling in love with the other Prince.
As the two Kings continued conversing, Thor walked up to Loki and extended his hand in an attempt to end the staring contest between him and his bride to be, a smile on his lips that seemed to evolve into a wide grin that showed off perfect white teeth.
"Hello, Loki…I'm Thor, it's nice to meet you."
The raven haired male was stunned that the other would willingly approach him and offer his hand, his nervousness fleeting at the wide grin on his future husband's face as he extended his own hand and clasped it in the other's. Loki felt his cold digits begin to warm immediately upon settling in the fingers of his arranged spouse, his own small smile coming out to present itself to the other.
"Nice to meet you too, Thor. I look forward to spending time with you."
The two Kings watched their children as they continued to speak, both inwardly pleased with the first initial contact with each other, it meant that they would eventually fall in love and take care of each other.
"Laufy, it seems our boys are quite taken with each other."
"Indeed, Allfather…but, there is something I must warn you of before I give my son to you without worry."
Odin looked at Laufy curiously, was there something that the Frost Giant King had neglected to mention before this agreement was fashioned?
"Oh? And just what is it that you feel the need to inform me of Frost King?"
"It was a few years ago, before we arranged this meeting. As you know, my son's beauty isn't shared with many other Frost Giants…he retains most of his looks from his mother, my deceased wife Caitriona*. She was uncommonly beautiful among our people and was often referred to as 'The Pearl of Jotunheim', and it would seem my son has inherited all of her beauty. However, this has become problematic for a few reasons: the line of suitors for Loki was nigh endless but many of them were turned away quite easily…except for one, his name is Ryordian*. He has come before me on multiple occasions asking for my son's hand and every time I turned him away, but he has not since given up his pursuit. He claims that Loki belongs to him and that I should let them marry, but I have adamantly refused…I believe that once he learns that my son is already betrothed he will end his attempts at courting him, but if he should not…"
Odin looked at Laufy's expression, it was one of hesitation and unease.
"I will take the appropriate measures to ensure he does not try to ruin this arrangement, Laufy…I thank thee for the warning of this highly persistent suitor. If I may ask, what is Ryordian's age?"
"He is 16, and already of legal courting age amongst our people. My son is only 7 years, and therefore I worry about their age difference of almost 10 years. Aside from this warning, I believe that we are all in agreement of this arranged marriage…Loki shall live with you and Thor in Asgard for it would not serve any purpose to have the arranged spouses living literally worlds apart from one another."
"Yes, I too believe that everything has been settled…boys, it's time to go now. Loki, bid farewell to your father."
The raven haired Frost Giant Prince nodded at his soon to be father in law as he hugged his own father, tears falling down his elegant face while he snuggled into Laufy's hold.
"Father, when shall I see you again?" the young Prince sniffled, the Frost Giant King running a hand soothingly over his only child's back and shoulders before he loosened his hold long enough to look at him with eyes full of strength and resolve, his hands lightly resting upon Loki's shoulders.
"Fret not, my child…I shall see you again upon the day of you and Thor's wedding, until that moment you must be strong my son. A Frost Giant is equal parts strong and weak, brave yet humble, and above all else he is resolute. Do not forget these words I have taught you, for I am certain they will be of great use to you someday in the coming future."
Loki nodded at his father before they departed, the Frost Giant King watching as his only child was swept up into the gateway and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The sight of it was enough to make the normally strong Frost Giant King weep, for it was only the second time in his life that this had transpired.
The first was when his wife had died bringing their child into the world, and now the second was when his son left Jotunheim seemingly for good.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
T.B.C.- So, finally got started on this fic and I hope this first chapter was good enough for you guys…now time for explanations, I've decided to use Gaelic as the base language for unique Frost Giant names such as Loki's mother's name so here we go!
* Caitriona (pronounced kaw-TREE-a-na), it's the Gaelic form of Catherine and/or Katrina.
*This one I totally made up (pronounced ree-OHR-dee-an), I needed a sort of evilish suitor who would stop at nothing to drive a wedge between our two boys.
Anyhow, that's all I have to say for now, and if you guys wanna have something weird or special or uheard of added into this fic, you need only ask and I shall do my best to accommodate ya'll…for now, you know the rules: read and review please!