Never Forgive
#1: Thief!
By: Aries Draco
A/N: Well, well, well. I must admit that I haven't seen all the Maloki eps nor got my hands on any of the manga but I think I have enough idea to write a fic or few. ^_^ This is my first ficcie of this fandom. Forgive OOC- ness if any.
Dis/claimer: Anything relating to MaLoki does not belong to me. The plot does and so does the character 'Barouku'.
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"If you want someone to hate, hate the mother who brought you into this world and abandoned you to me!"
.never forgive.
"Your mother's blood runs deep in your veins. I can see the fire in your eyes, the tendency to rebellion. But remember that I do not forgive easily. Don't give me that look! Direct all your hate at your precious mother!"
I will *never* forgive her.
"Now this is your chance to take revenge and earn my favour. You do know how I treat those I favour? This is your chance."
...revenge? Yes. Revenge.
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Mayura peered at the cakes on display in the shop, trying very hard not to drool. A quick check of her wallet reminded her that those nice cakes were out of bounds. Maybe Yamino-san had baked something nice. With that thought in mind, she headed for Loki's house.
And bumped into someone who was just exiting the aforementioned cake shop.
"Gomen nasai!" cried Mayura, back on her feet in a flash. She was used to falling over, being the klutz she was. The other person, however, did not seem that fortunate.
He (it was a boy) was sitting quietly on the pavement with a rather scary look in his eyes. For a moment, Mayura was disturbed but then the boy smiled at her cheerfully and she forgot.
"I'm okay, ojou-san," he said quietly, voice oddly accented. Then again, it did seem that he was a gaikokujin. His eyes were a startling shade of green and his flame-red hair curled lightly about his face. "It's only that my cake."
That was when Mayura noticed the smashed up box on the floor. "Eh? I'm so, so sorry!" she cried. And in a quieter, worried tone, "But. I can't afford to buy another one for him." Aha! That's right! She could bring this guy over to Loki-kun's house where Yamino-san would have cooked up something nice to eat! While she was thinking through all this, the guy had already gotten up and was dusting himself off, looking a little miffed at his cake that was currently smeared across the concrete.
When she looked at him again, he was smiling a polite smile. "No, it's ok. I can always get a new cake. Would you like one too?" he asked.
Yes, please! That meant that Loki-kun would not be giving her that annoyed look that he always sent her when she freeloaded at his house. But it was not good to accept things from strangers, right? Even cute strangers. However, if the said stranger was dragging you into the store, would it not be impolite to refuse?
"I'll have this one, please!" cried Mayura, pointing out a particular strawberry cake after much thought. Everything looked so good!
"That will be 2500 yen, please," said the girl at the counter cheerfully.
The boy pulled out a leather wallet, then looked rather upset. "Ano. I only have 1000 yen left," he said mournfully. He leaned across the counter and looked up pleadingly at the cashier. "Ojou-san, could you give me a discount?"
Mayura was about to interrupt and say that it was ok if she didn't get cake but the boy shot her a look. Okay. What was he up to?
"Well, I can give you a slight discount but less than half price if definitely unacceptable," replied the girl primly, though her face was slightly red from the extremely cute gaikokujin leaning over the counter. It got redder when the boy flashed a devilish yet sad smile.
"I understand," he said softly, staring into her eyes with his deep green ones. "Even a beautiful girl like yourself must bend to the rules set down by irrational tyrants, no matter how ridiculous it is to charge 2500 yen for two pieces of cake."
Mayura pouted. She did not want to stand around watching people flirt. She had a good mind to just pull out the required money for her cake and run off. If he didn't have the money in the first place, why offer to treat her?
The girl ducked her head in embarrassment. "Well, I must admit that 2500 yen is a bit much."
"1000, then, it's settled!" said the boy quickly, brushing a kiss on the cashier's lips and dropping the money on the counter. He grabbed Mayura and they both ran out of the shop before the cashier had time to recover.
They ran four straight blocks before Mayura had to take a rest. "Mou, don't you think that was a little mean... uh."
"Barouku desu," provided the boy. "And you are?"
"Daidouji Mayura." She breathed in deeply, slightly miffed that Barouku did not even seem winded. "And that wasn't being very nice to the lady at the counter."
The boy smirked. "Well, anything to survive, ne?" he asked. "Ja ne, Mayura- san." And he ran off. It took a minute for Mayura to notice that he had not left her her cake.
"Hidoi!" she shouted after him but he was long gone. Without her lovely cake, she resigned herself to going over to Loki's and sponging as much off him as possible.
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"Mayura-san's cake was stolen?" exclaimed Yamino, proving very sympathetic to her plight.
"Hai! And he was such a cute gaikokujin too!" pouted Mayura. She had conveniently left out the fact that she had not paid for that cake and technically, he was entitled to take it.
"Gaikokujin?" echoed Loki.
"Hai~! He had red hair and green eyes. kind of like yours, Loki-kun!" She did not notice the sudden tense silence that filled the room.
"A tourist?" mused Loki aloud.
"Iie. His Japanese was very good though he sounded a bit strange," replied Mayura. Then, something struck her. "Eh? What if he's some fugitive from Europe who escaped to Japan to continue his thieving ways? Fushigi Mystery~! Ne, Loki-kun, won't you help me find him?" Sparkle, sparkle.
"Request denied," said Loki flatly. Mayura could get so annoying sometimes. Ok, most of the time. No, make that almost all the time.
Mayura fumed. "Fine, I'll go find him by myself, then!" she cried, running right out of the room and stalking out of the estate.
"Loki-sama, is it really ok to let her go like that?" asked Yamino, a little worried. "What if this Barouku person is another assassin?"
Loki laughed quietly. "Which lame-ass god would have to resort to stealing? Even if he is, I don't think someone like that would pose much of a threat."
"And what if he's really a thief? Wouldn't Mayura-san be in trouble?" pressed Yamino.
"If you're so concerned about that girl, why don't you follow her?" snapped Fenrir, tired of his younger sibling's whining. Then, he smiled innocently. "Right, Daddy?"
Loki nodded. Yamino hesitated for a moment, then went after the pink-haired girl.
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A/N: Okie, first chapter done. Are you curious?
#1: Thief!
By: Aries Draco
A/N: Well, well, well. I must admit that I haven't seen all the Maloki eps nor got my hands on any of the manga but I think I have enough idea to write a fic or few. ^_^ This is my first ficcie of this fandom. Forgive OOC- ness if any.
Dis/claimer: Anything relating to MaLoki does not belong to me. The plot does and so does the character 'Barouku'.
-@-
"If you want someone to hate, hate the mother who brought you into this world and abandoned you to me!"
.never forgive.
"Your mother's blood runs deep in your veins. I can see the fire in your eyes, the tendency to rebellion. But remember that I do not forgive easily. Don't give me that look! Direct all your hate at your precious mother!"
I will *never* forgive her.
"Now this is your chance to take revenge and earn my favour. You do know how I treat those I favour? This is your chance."
...revenge? Yes. Revenge.
-@-
Mayura peered at the cakes on display in the shop, trying very hard not to drool. A quick check of her wallet reminded her that those nice cakes were out of bounds. Maybe Yamino-san had baked something nice. With that thought in mind, she headed for Loki's house.
And bumped into someone who was just exiting the aforementioned cake shop.
"Gomen nasai!" cried Mayura, back on her feet in a flash. She was used to falling over, being the klutz she was. The other person, however, did not seem that fortunate.
He (it was a boy) was sitting quietly on the pavement with a rather scary look in his eyes. For a moment, Mayura was disturbed but then the boy smiled at her cheerfully and she forgot.
"I'm okay, ojou-san," he said quietly, voice oddly accented. Then again, it did seem that he was a gaikokujin. His eyes were a startling shade of green and his flame-red hair curled lightly about his face. "It's only that my cake."
That was when Mayura noticed the smashed up box on the floor. "Eh? I'm so, so sorry!" she cried. And in a quieter, worried tone, "But. I can't afford to buy another one for him." Aha! That's right! She could bring this guy over to Loki-kun's house where Yamino-san would have cooked up something nice to eat! While she was thinking through all this, the guy had already gotten up and was dusting himself off, looking a little miffed at his cake that was currently smeared across the concrete.
When she looked at him again, he was smiling a polite smile. "No, it's ok. I can always get a new cake. Would you like one too?" he asked.
Yes, please! That meant that Loki-kun would not be giving her that annoyed look that he always sent her when she freeloaded at his house. But it was not good to accept things from strangers, right? Even cute strangers. However, if the said stranger was dragging you into the store, would it not be impolite to refuse?
"I'll have this one, please!" cried Mayura, pointing out a particular strawberry cake after much thought. Everything looked so good!
"That will be 2500 yen, please," said the girl at the counter cheerfully.
The boy pulled out a leather wallet, then looked rather upset. "Ano. I only have 1000 yen left," he said mournfully. He leaned across the counter and looked up pleadingly at the cashier. "Ojou-san, could you give me a discount?"
Mayura was about to interrupt and say that it was ok if she didn't get cake but the boy shot her a look. Okay. What was he up to?
"Well, I can give you a slight discount but less than half price if definitely unacceptable," replied the girl primly, though her face was slightly red from the extremely cute gaikokujin leaning over the counter. It got redder when the boy flashed a devilish yet sad smile.
"I understand," he said softly, staring into her eyes with his deep green ones. "Even a beautiful girl like yourself must bend to the rules set down by irrational tyrants, no matter how ridiculous it is to charge 2500 yen for two pieces of cake."
Mayura pouted. She did not want to stand around watching people flirt. She had a good mind to just pull out the required money for her cake and run off. If he didn't have the money in the first place, why offer to treat her?
The girl ducked her head in embarrassment. "Well, I must admit that 2500 yen is a bit much."
"1000, then, it's settled!" said the boy quickly, brushing a kiss on the cashier's lips and dropping the money on the counter. He grabbed Mayura and they both ran out of the shop before the cashier had time to recover.
They ran four straight blocks before Mayura had to take a rest. "Mou, don't you think that was a little mean... uh."
"Barouku desu," provided the boy. "And you are?"
"Daidouji Mayura." She breathed in deeply, slightly miffed that Barouku did not even seem winded. "And that wasn't being very nice to the lady at the counter."
The boy smirked. "Well, anything to survive, ne?" he asked. "Ja ne, Mayura- san." And he ran off. It took a minute for Mayura to notice that he had not left her her cake.
"Hidoi!" she shouted after him but he was long gone. Without her lovely cake, she resigned herself to going over to Loki's and sponging as much off him as possible.
-@-
"Mayura-san's cake was stolen?" exclaimed Yamino, proving very sympathetic to her plight.
"Hai! And he was such a cute gaikokujin too!" pouted Mayura. She had conveniently left out the fact that she had not paid for that cake and technically, he was entitled to take it.
"Gaikokujin?" echoed Loki.
"Hai~! He had red hair and green eyes. kind of like yours, Loki-kun!" She did not notice the sudden tense silence that filled the room.
"A tourist?" mused Loki aloud.
"Iie. His Japanese was very good though he sounded a bit strange," replied Mayura. Then, something struck her. "Eh? What if he's some fugitive from Europe who escaped to Japan to continue his thieving ways? Fushigi Mystery~! Ne, Loki-kun, won't you help me find him?" Sparkle, sparkle.
"Request denied," said Loki flatly. Mayura could get so annoying sometimes. Ok, most of the time. No, make that almost all the time.
Mayura fumed. "Fine, I'll go find him by myself, then!" she cried, running right out of the room and stalking out of the estate.
"Loki-sama, is it really ok to let her go like that?" asked Yamino, a little worried. "What if this Barouku person is another assassin?"
Loki laughed quietly. "Which lame-ass god would have to resort to stealing? Even if he is, I don't think someone like that would pose much of a threat."
"And what if he's really a thief? Wouldn't Mayura-san be in trouble?" pressed Yamino.
"If you're so concerned about that girl, why don't you follow her?" snapped Fenrir, tired of his younger sibling's whining. Then, he smiled innocently. "Right, Daddy?"
Loki nodded. Yamino hesitated for a moment, then went after the pink-haired girl.
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A/N: Okie, first chapter done. Are you curious?