A/N: Ok to point out some extra notes before you read this. This fic takes place in Asgard but a fictional place with a different timeline, I know that Asgardian ages are totally different and all but for arguments sake Thor is 24 and Loki is 20 (and they have the Thor 2 hairstyles because daaaaamn they are sexy) this fic will also contain some sensitive material later on and of course some lovely God sex most definitely. Hope you enjoy. I have quite a lot of ideas for this.

Edit – Have checked over the spelling and grammar mistakes somewhat and added a few extra lines.

Lies, Disorders and Not So Brotherly Love

Prologue

Valhalla Academy: the most prestige Academy for the best and brightest of Asgards greatest warriors to learn how to fight, cast magic and earn respect from the fellow realms.

"My friends, how have you been this fine warm holiday?" Thor beamed rushing over to greet each one of his friends with a solid familiar hug – except Volstagg who had been the comrade had he been staying with for the last six weeks to which he simply bowed his head with a simple thank you.

"It was a fine holiday indeed my dear fellow, all my fine lady friends were all so desperate to see me and by the heavens did I live up to their expectations," Fandral answered with a self-absorbed chuckle and Sif could only roll her eyes at his comment – she had never seen the charm that seemed to be naturally emitted from one of her closest friends.

"So how many were there this time Fandral, 20? 30?" Thor raised an interested eyebrow.

"42," Fandral specified, "I believe that is my new record."

"Which explains why you smell so boldly of women's perfume Fandral, I however had been much more productive with my time off and have learnt skills with a bow, I can now shoot an apple off the top of a man's head thirty metres away," Sif proudly stated, crossing her arms across her chest and elongating her neck until her chin struck the air.

"Oh Lady Sif, maybe you can show us that talent some time?" Fandral suggested with a small tug at his lips.

"Why of course as long as you agree to hold the apple in your mouth or some other personal area of my choice," she smirked. Her eyes flashed with amusement. Thor's grin only cracked further across his face, he had missed the playful banter so much between his friends.

"What about you Hogun?" Thor asked turning his attention to his silent friend who held on himself a neutral expression that often lead him to blend into the background of any situation.

"It was good." Was the barely audible and sombre reply he received. There was no point in asking for more details as Thor knew full well that Hogun often liked to keep his personal life, personal, not also mentioning the fact that the man barely talked regardless.

"Ah another fine year here in Valhalla with all the finest delicacies, this residence always serves the best food in the realm of Asgard," Volstagg commented tapping his protruding stomach with a hand as one might think he'd be bearing a child.

"Volstagg is there ever a time when you are not thinking about food?" Fandral grinned swinging an arm around the red-heads shoulder. Volstagg deadpanned. This earned an awkward chuckle from Fandral who then retreated his friendly gesture. There was a moment of silence before Volstagg then burst into a fit of laughter, "sorry I must have not heard you Fandral as I was too occupied thinking about food."

The conversation continued on as the friends became reacquainted with each other, laughing at humorous memories, gasping at dramatic ones; it was as if they have never left each other's side to begin with.

"So Thor are you still lucky enough to have an entire room all to yourself?" Fandral questioned, he already knew the answer. Being the King's son gave Thor great benefits here, not only did he have his own room but it was far larger than everyone else's with expensive furnishings: a double bed lined with silken drapes and fluffy cushions, a velvet chaise lounge, a gold rimmed bookcase, desk and had personal staff that would attend to every given need that he desired. He even had guards stood outside his door which completely stopped the campus pranksters from trashing his room, of course in reality this was for his safety as Thor being a prince did indeed mean he had a target on his head and without the protection of Asgards palace this was the least they could do.

"I have not heard otherwise, besides I am not all that fond with the idea of sharing my room with another," Thor nodded, he liked having his personal space not to mention the fact that Thor was indeed a snorer and he definitely didn't want some irritated roommate that would in turn get on his nerves. Besides sharing a room was for children and Thor was most certainly no longer a child.

"Lucky you…I have another year with Volstagg," Fandral sighed before leaning closer to Thor to further whisper the rest out of earshot, "it is almost impossible to bring home a maiden to my bed when you have him passing gas throughout the night."

Thor gave him a silent laugh knowing that his comment was not intended to be hurtful, more so a joking annoyance, "I'm sure a few weeks of abstinence my friend will not harm you and if it should, I have been told that closet in the servants quarters is a great place to – "

"I know. I was the one who told you about that place, as I have the key," Fandral pulled out the golden item and dangled it in front of Thor's face before quickly slipping it back into his pocket. He wasn't supposed to have that. He carried it with him wherever he went.

"Now I recall," the Thunderer grinned remembering the elaborate scheme it took to actually get the key for Fandral – it was worth the risk of getting caught and punished it whatever way was condemned than listening to Fandral whine about his frustrations was much more annoying.

"Anyway congratulations Thor for once again being chosen to participate in the annual Survivors Quest," Fandral patted Thor on the back. It was a great honour to be chosen for the event as it proved the great warriors power that Thor possessed. It was the one event of the year that was not under the protection of the Academy which meant death was a vital threat if you took part. But the glory of winning would spread throughout the land which would further earn him respect for when he one day became King. Thor had won three times (first years were not allowed to enter unless chosen as the partner by the participants themselves.)

"Don't forget Lady Sif, she was also chosen," Thor added motioning to the woman in their midst. She smiled self-righteously at Fandral, glowing in the fact that she was seen as a greater warrior than he. Despite that both she, Fandral and Hogun had taken part in the quest before as Thor's companion but that made Thor solely responsible for their fate. Naturally no serious harm had ever come to either, but this time round Sif got to choose her own companion which to her was a great accomplishment.

"I believe it is me you will choose to accompany you this year am I correct, Thor?" Volstagg mentioned. It was a fairly good assumption considering he was the only one that hadn't yet been chosen. With Thor it was never favouritism, he didn't pick Volstagg last because he liked him the least; it was literally by chance. Whoever was the one to draw the short straw would be the one to accompany him.

"It appears so Volstagg," Thor smiled brightly showing his pearly white teeth, "as long as you promise me I will have my fair share of food."

"Prince Thor," a polite voice made it's not so subtle appearance behind Thor as the God suddenly snapped his head around to greet the servant behind him. The use of prince made his chest constrict quite painfully. It was always a reminder of the royal family he hadn't seen in years. The servant dropped his head into a bow, "I am sorry for the disturbance but I have come to inform you that you have a visitor." The servant didn't raise his head to look at Thor directly. Thor's eyebrows furrowed, he hadn't had a visitor since he had gotten here – he knew that Odin was always too busy with the throne to take day trips out to see his son and Frigga…well she appeared too heartbroken with the fact that she would have to leave after the visit. Furthermore she had to stay at home to keep an eye on both Odin and Loki…Loki. Thor felt his mind wander briefly. Out of all his family Loki was the one that was hardest to disregard in his head, he was the one he craved to see the most and felt the most sorrow over upon leaving. But he had too. He had destroyed the relationship they once had and for that reason he couldn't be around his younger brother.

"A visitor? Are you sure that they are here to see me?" Thor inquired doubtfully. It did seem odd that now he would get a visitor, unless something bad happened. He couldn't help but think the worst, was Loki ok? Or maybe it was Odin? Maybe he had fallen once more into the Odinsleep, but Thor was sure that wasn't supposed to happen for a few more years. After all it was up to Thor to take over the thrown on temporarily leave of absence from his father, it was something that he did want but wasn't ready to do so yet as he wouldn't have the freedom he had now.

The servant nodded as Thor's friends wished him luck and goodbye telling him they would see him later before scarpering off to their given chambers. Thor then obediently followed the servant towards the Academy's private lounge.

Thor was torn between excitement and apprehension when he saw who had come to visit him. He had haltered himself in the doorway unable to tell his legs to move forwards but he couldn't stop the wide smile from spreading across his face. The servant closed the doors behind him to give him and his guest some privacy.

"Thor! My son!" Frigga chirped as she sprung off the plush velvet seating letting her sparkling gown gush to the floor. Her warm smile forced Thor's once nervous demeanour into submission as he bolted towards her with open arms to draw her into a loving hug. He hadn't meant to have lifted her off the floor and swung her around so much, he just didn't realize how pleased he was to actually see her.

"Mother," he breathed, taking in the fresh scent of her soft blonde curls being washed over by all the memories of her comfort to him as a child. It had been so long since he had seen her but somehow it didn't feel as long as it actually was. She hadn't changed one bit. It took a few minutes for Thor to finally release the woman he loved most in his life and for her to brush out all the newly created creases in her dress while chuckling softly. Thor then straightened himself out with a grunt checking the room for any eyes that may have seen that not-so-manly burst of affection.

"You haven't changed Thor," she uttered, "there is no one else here, do not worry. I wanted to talk in private." Her voice always kept that soothing quality to it, however at this moment in time Thor couldn't help but feel a little guilty by the fact that he never visited his mother – but he just couldn't risk running into Loki.

"It is good to see you mother but may I ask what brings you here after so much time?" Thor gestured for Frigga to once again take a seat as he did so next to her. He found himself unable to relax into a more comfortable position so instead kept his back straight and rigid.

"I should say the same about you Thor, it's been four years since I or your family have even seen you," Frigga sighed almost regretfully but the fault was shared as she could have equally spared the time to visit Thor herself, but it was just so hard to find the time when trying to keep a husband from getting himself killed and a son from playing dangerous pranks on the members of the court.

"I apologize mother but I have been quite busy with my practices and well my friends demand much attention from me…" he trailed off, his gaze dropping towards the fiddling hands in his lap. He realized he was simply making terrible excuses, sure he had work to do but Thor barely spent any of his time after training or lessons actually doing more work but instead more so partying with his friends. Sure his friends were quite demanding but Frigga was their Queen and his mother and would most certainly understand if he wanted to spend time with her.

"I understand," Frigga gave him a nod, she knew full well that Thor was avoiding some kind of truth but this was the first she had spoken to him in such a long time that she didn't want to spend it prying into his thoughts. She could do that at a later date.

"I am sorry to cut this short Thor as I would love to sit and talk about everything you have gotten up to while I have not been able to see but I am rather short for time but need to talk to you about an important matter," the Queen started as Thor urged her to continue, "it's about Loki."

"What? Has something happened to him? Is he ok?" Thor found himself blurting out questions before he had chance to realize. His heart lurched in his chest as he talked himself down mentally that he was simply overreacting, if something had happened to Loki then his mother wouldn't have been able to smile at all.

"Still has protective as always Thor, which is always a blessing to hear as I know I'm not the only one who worries deeply about him. But do not fret Loki is…" she paused for a moment which panicked Thor and had his breath catching harshly in his throat, was he wrong? Did something happen?

"Loki is…well he is unharmed at least but as a mother I know when my child has something bothering him and well Loki…well you can see for yourself," she finished. Thor's breath still didn't come back.

"W-what do you mean mother?" He managed to choke out, "Loki is here?" His shoulders tensed and in turn so did his fingers as he clutched a tight hold of his trousers. Loki couldn't be here. It would mess up everything. He wasn't ready to face him yet.

"No. Not right now, but he will be tomorrow. You see, Loki turned twenty a month ago which means he is old enough to attend Valhalla Academy and your father thought it best to send him here with his words: to learn some respect. But I'm a little worried about him, Loki has never gotten along very well with others and if he's here I will not be able to keep an eye on him…you will look out for him won't you Thor?" Frigga's eyes almost looked pleading; Loki was already so far gone in his own mischief filled world that she didn't want to lose the rest of him. She had argued against Odin's order to send him off but in the end she had no power over his decision as he was the King and whenever choices came for Loki he always seemed adamant about making them.

"Of course I will," Thor answered instinctively before realizing the impending unease that had just weighed itself upon him. The relief in Frigga's features was enough to shock Thor back his courage. He could do this. He could do this for his mother. After all he still loved Loki and wouldn't think twice about protecting him…it was just he wasn't sure how Loki was going to react to him and that was what scared him.

"Thank you Thor…I knew I wouldn't have to ask such a thing of you because you have always looked out for Loki but I just wanted to hear it from you for the reassurance. I'm sure he will be very happy to see you again after all this time."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it; it's probably not up to my other fic standards as I haven't written in third POV in ages but nonetheless R&R if you want me to continue – I have lots of ideas, plus Loki is in the next chapter and oh is he NOT pleased.

I also want to try out shorter chapters as I know my usual style is heavily written so shorter chapters and hopefully quicker updates :D