Second FrostIron fic. I love them so much I had to right another one. This idea just came to me in History and I had to write it down. Sorry this chapter is a little short but the next ones will hopefully be longer, not promising anything though. Hope you like it.

Chapter 1

Tony Stark, is the normal genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist... well you get the drift. He would just go around his normal life. Well if you wanted to call it normal. Being like the richest man in the world, having a bunch of friends who were superheros, being Iron Man and also head of Stark Industries... it wasn't really that normal. He talked to robots, who were awesome though so that didn't really make him crazy, even though only one of them could talk. He had a Red and Gold suit... well he had many of them, but still. He would fly around in the sky, maybe saving the world from baddies a couple of times. It was a normal life for Tony. But...

He never really thought that he would fall in love with the god of mischief. But he couldn't help it, could he. It's love, but love is very childish... according to Loki. Tony never thought that it would get this serious, facing death in the face, you kind of start to think that all this is very serious, maybe too serious. He just thought that it was just a booty call. Loki would come to his tower and then stuff would get steam... no seriously it would, they were in the shower. But now, it was all too serious. Maybe it was a dream, a nightmare, maybe not. Maybe it was Loki just fucking with his mind...again, like he tried to do last time. That was a funny story. Loki was in prison in Asgard and Tony was in the stark tower down in his lab, like always. Tony started to hear noises... voice calling his name.

'Tony...'

The voice whispered so softly it felt like he was floating on a cloud. Which Tony had tried to do in his suit but remember it was a cloud, air. Loki was making him hear things, then feel things. A hand running up his back or someone touching his hair. It crept the hell out of him, until Loki appeared with a massive grin on his face. So maybe this was Loki again.

But some part of Tony thought that this was too real to just be a nightmare or Loki messing with his head. I don't know… maybe it was the fact that Loki would never do anything like this is him. Loki was mean but not this mean. Or maybe it was the fact that he had seen the aliens last year in New York, been through the wormhole and saw where they lived, maybe it was the God that had fallen out of the sky in Mexico or it might be the fact that he had fallen in love with a god from Asgard. Or it could be the fact that as he hung in the middle of the room and that he could feel the pain run through the body. He could feel every part of his body hurt and tremble in pain. He wanted the pain to stop. But that was stupid because that would never happen. His hands hurt, his arms were hurting and his whole chest and stomach ached as his arms were pulled up and tied to the ceiling with a silver chain. Holding your body weight by your arms hurt after a while. He wanted it to stop.

He wanted his Loki, but that wasn't going to happen. Loki wasn't going to come and save him that was stupid. It had been months since he had seen him. Tony just wonder if Loki was dealing with their split better than he was. Probable. He was Loki, he probably got over the second Tony was forced to leave him. Maybe not. Tony didn't know, what he did know was that he was going to die soon and that was a fact. He could feel it. The presence outside of the metal door. He could tell someone was there, but who. I mean when they had come and taken him, it had been quite hard for them to, and Tony couldn't see their faces because of their masks. With Tony being the arrogant twat he is they found it hard to get Tony to come with them, but if someone broke into your house at the dead of night and tried to take you, you would just let them would you. You would fight and that's Tony did. With the few hints and comments of sarcasm and annoyingness. Loki wasn't going to come and saved Tony. But somehow Tony thought Loki would come and save him. He had risked his life for Tony. He loved Loki and that was wired. Tony didn't love. Tony just took the girl he had picked up and take her home, if she was fit. Have sex and then in the morning he would wake up early, if he didn't have a hangover, like always and leave his bedroom and hide down in his lab until the girl got the message and left. A one night stand, that what Tony lived off really. Some of the girls just pissed off, but there was girl that stayed for two days and Tony had to stay in his lab and get Happy to drag her out. It sounds pathetic hiding in the lab, but he liked it there and couldn't be asked to go up the stairs to kick the girl out, but when Loki stayed the night Tony didn't want to wake up early. He didn't want to leave and hide out in his lab. He didn't want wait until Loki left. He wanted to stay in his bed and cuddle. But Loki didn't cuddle... which was a shame, because sometimes Tony just needed a hug, no sex just a hug and maybe a kiss. Fuck he was turning into a girl.

It all started when he had planned on threatening Loki last year in New York. The look on Loki's face when he couldn't control Tony's mind was priceless. The plan went well until Loki threw him out of the window. Then and there while Tony was threatening Loki, Tony felt something that could only be described as a crush…But Tony doesn't fall from someone. He's not the one to have a crush on someone, they had a crush on him and he would then sleep with them, depending on how the hot they were. He never thought that he would have a crush on Loki, NEVER. But it kind off just happened… It wasn't his fault ok. You can't control it can you. It was stupid, and Tony knew it. If his team mates found out they would all kill him. But Come to think of it Thor hadn't kill him... yet.

Tony sighed.

This was boring. Alone with your thoughts, must have been awful for Loki. Stuck in that prison until night fell and he could come and play with Tony. Tony wondered what went on in the god head. It must be pretty messed up in there. Tony wanted to crack Loki's skull up and take a look. Would it be full of cats.

Tony grinned as he remembered Bruce had said something like that last year. What was it. Oh.

'He's like a bag of cats. You can smell crazy on him.' Was that it? No? Yes? Tony was getting confused. His head hurt and the banging from the hangover wasn't doing any good to it. Plus the pain all over his body, that didn't help either. He hated it. All of it, reminded him too much of Afghanistan and Yinsen. The fear he went through, the torture he also went through. The thought of not seeing daylight again. And...

Drowning...

If anyone knew Tony Stark that, they would know that. So the only people who knew that was Happy, Jarvis, Pepper and Loki... and possible Fury, Coulson and Hill, he didn't know for sure if they knew, Tony had wiped his file clean and had only wrote in it.

Genius, billionaire, playboy, Philanthropist.

Fury had been a little mad at him for that. But anyway if you knew Tony Stark. The really Tony Stark, not Iron Man. Not just the guy in the suit. If you knew him properly then you would know he hated water. He hated it. He couldn't stand the thought of being shoved into the water again. The water filling his lungs again, nearly dying.

Tony took a deep breath. He looked down at his feet which were dangling two feet above the ground.

The question was... Was he going to be saved or was he going to be left to rot?