Hello, everyone. Please enjoy my second ever FanFiction! :)

I apologize for grammar or spelling errors that may have slipped past me.

Matantei Loki Ragnarok, the series and the characters, is not owned by me.

She had been a surprise for both himself and his late wife in that she was as average as a child could have gotten. Of course she had a love of all things mysterious but she did not exhibit the same sort of paranormal powers that he had. This was rare perhaps even unheard of; the family line had had these powers since the Daidouji's Shrine was founded. The power was passed down from the head of the shrine to the first child for generations, without fail, until Mayura. His daughter did not even sense the simplest of spirits or even the aura that her best friend had. This, however, was never a concern to him. Misao was simply happy to have a daughter.

Mayura's father knew things were changing before anyone else did. His daughter certainly did not notice and neither did the brat she insisted on hanging around. But he did. He couldn't say for certain what it was that lead him down this path, a shift in the air, perhaps. All the same, he could sense it, as he could sense other ethereal subjects. He assumed that he was the first to notice because Mayura was his daughter and he has known her her entire life, certainly far longer than that child detective.

Her personality had changed, as did her habits. Mayura had calmed down significantly over the past few weeks. Her eyes heavy with what seemed like concern, maybe even fear, and mild curiosity. Something had happened to her, Misao was positive of this, and it had changed her. But the biggest signifier for Misao was that Mayura had stopped visiting the Detective agency and talking about mysteries.

Mayura constantly found herself wistfully looking out the window in her classroom during lectures. Fall was approaching and for some reason she found the swift, yet elegant, descent of the freshly changed leaves drifting through the air far more appealing than her current lesson. This mood had taken her suddenly and had remained, despite her wish coming true for Loki to stay. She found that she could no longer concentrate on things that she enjoyed nor be with people she liked. Her friends would ask her after classes if she was feeling alright and the words would simply enter her one ear, which Mayura would find herself responding to, then the situation would go out her other ear. Nothing would stick in her mind, just her being lost in her thoughts.

And her thoughts were of Loki. She knew there wasn't something that was the same with him, she knew he was different, but she didn't know just how much until the past few weeks events. His eyes glowed red, she saw that, she knew that. And then there was her wish to some "god" that he would stay and then he magically showed up after that? Loki had become one of the biggest mysteries of Mayura's life, and she rationalized with herself that she should be ecstatic over this fact but there was something wrong with it. She would have rather such a big mystery not be centered on someone she cared so much for. She used Loki as something to ground her and to have him become something she could not explain was too much. Although he had come back, she couldn't bring herself to face him and had thus decided to stop going to his home for the time being until she figured things out.

As another leaf settled itself on to the grass by the fence of the school, she had gotten idea. She was a beautiful young detective and what do detectives do? They solve mysteries! She had to solve the Loki mystery so when the bell rang, instead of going home she would go to the library.

Mayura sat herself at the computer and opened the browser. At that point she stalled… What was she looking for? Where would she start? What was she trying to find out? She drummed her fingers on the desk and then searched for Enjaku Detective Agency. The results simply showed news articles that detailed her and Loki's efforts in the city but there weren't any websites that were simply about the agency. Mayura frowned. Mindlessly, Mayura searched for "Loki" not really sure what she was expecting but all the same figured it was worth a shot. To her surprise, several articles came up but none were about the young detective and her friend. Instead, she found herself reading about a Norse god, also named Loki, who was the Trickster god, friend to Thor, and father to the wolf Fenrir and world-snake Jormungandr. Such a god was also responsible for Ragnarok, the Twilight of the gods. Mayura was so entranced by this new information but she never sensed the person coming up behind her.

"Mayura?" She jumped out of her chair, made a small yelp and then laughed. She turned around and saw…

"Loki-kun?" Her laugher stopped and the color in her face drained slightly. Why was she nervous around him? He couldn't possibly be the god she had just read about; after all he was only a small child, but still…

"Mayura, is something the matter? You haven't come to see us in over a week. We are all worried about you. Narugami told me that you mentioned going to the library so I came to see you here." He glanced over to her computer screen. Mayura eyed him to see if he would give away anything to tell her whether he might be at least partly related to this god. Loki simply grinned. "Reading about Norse mythology, is this a school project or do you have a new interest in myths?"

"I… I just wanted…" She looked down at her skirt and found herself absentmindedly playing with the hem. Loki looked at her questioningly. "You're just so mysterious Loki-kun…" She averted her eyes and blushed rather slightly.

Loki simply looked at her, raising an eyebrow. Suddenly he stood up, grabbed her hand and led her out of the library.

"Loki-ku-?!" Mayura started.

"Let's go get some ice cream, Mayura! You're in a poor state; I think some chocolate ice cream will fix you right up!" He replied to her and brought them to the ice cream shop by the library.

They each got a sundae and sat at a small table in the corner of the shop. He was right, Mayura's mood lightened immensely and she was beginning to wonder why she was ever nervous in the first place. He smiled at her and she returned it, giggling.

"So, tell me Mayura, did something happen? You know you can tell me anything." He looked at her seriously over the sundae and caught her by surprise. Mayura lowered her head and took a small bite of her ice cream. A moment of silence had passed between the two, a very long and very still one.

"I just… was nervous, I guess." Was what she finally came out with, shocking Loki.

"Er- Nervous about what, Mayura?" Loki asked concerned and a little more skeptical than he'd have liked and hoped that Mayura didn't pick up on it. She sighed and looked at him, stared into him really, almost to the point where he was uncomfortable. She just sat there quietly, looking into his eyes. Red eyes into green eyes. Loki shifted in his chair. Just as he was about to break the silence she responds:

"Your red glowing eyes, Loki-kun. And, well… Kami-sama." She looked down at her ice cream, mindlessly, turning it while Loki processed the information. Sometimes, Mayura would notice or say things that really confused him. Just when he thinks he has her pinned down, she comes out with something that rocks his image of her. Loki took a small bite of his sundae and then looked up at her.

"So, tell me more? About these red eyes and… who is Kami-sama?" He grinned at her and her blush. He knew, of course, but he wanted to hear it in her words.

"I saw your eyes glow red when we went on vacation at that lake side cabin. I am not sure, you were holding this long staff thing and… and… Kami-sama… He came to me when you disappeared and he said he was a god. You know me, Loki-kun, I don't believe in gods… But he granted my wish, which was for you to stay by me and… you're here. Maybe the gods are real?" That was the second time in ten minutes that Mayura had shifted Loki's image of her. He smiled softly at her and told her to not worry about such things, perhaps she was tired, and that they should finish their ice creams. As they left, Mayura promised him that she would come over tomorrow and left to go home.

On his walk home, Loki thought Mayura over. Why did he take such a liking to her? In all honesty, she was a bit of a hassle for him but he never found himself minding. If anything, he would like for them to be even closer now, if that were possible. Still, he found himself wondering why he cared for her as much as he did; she was just a mortal girl after all.

Then he began to wonder why he was in Japan at all. He was a Norse god, Norse, not Japanese. He should be in Norway or Iceland, one of the Scandinavian countries, not an Asian one. So what force brought him here, to Japan and not the land of his ancestral heritage? He pondered these thoughts in his otherwise uneventful rest of the day.

Night came and took the city, the inhabitants dreaming their dreams. Mayura dreamed of Kami-sama and Loki. In her dream they meshed and intertwined and Mayura stood there calling out to them. When she yelled for Loki, both of them turned to her and responded. Then the two figures merged together, twisting horribly, until just the child Loki stood there before her. He smiled at her, his eyes glowed red, and then his form shifted once more into Kami-sama. All the while, a faint tune played in the background of her dream. A soft melody, almost a lullaby, and it struck deeply with Mayura. Her heart ached in her dream and she could not understand why. It was such a beautiful tune and she couldn't help herself in humming with it.

The next day rolled by as uneventful as the last and true to her word, Mayura came over, gleeful but still with that slight edge to her smile. She smiled a large smile at Loki who instantly knew it was a lie. Being the liesmith himself, the god of deception, Loki was especially good at lying and at catching others lies. Nonetheless, he smiled back at her, both of them thinking that they've fooled the other.

"Mayura-san, it's so nice to have you back! We've missed you." Yamino smiled brightly at her, she beamed back to him.

"Thank you, I've missed you! Waaahh? Is that freshly baked cookies!" She grabbed for one and began to munch on it fervently. Loki laughed at this scene and walked over to sit next to them, grabbing one for himself. As he took small bites, a soft tune drifted throughout the study. Loki instantly whipped his head around and stared at Mayura. She was singing a soft song in what sounded like almost old Norse.

"That song you're singing, Mayura…?!" There was urgency in his voice, panic, nearly. Mayura and Yamino caught on immediately and stared at Loki. "Where did you learn that song…?" Mayura's mouth was open, the singing stopped.

"It was in a dream of mine… It was a lovely song and I haven't been able to get it out of my mind. …Loki-kun?" Mayura's words were soft; she wanted to ease Loki's panic.

"Yamino, could you leave us please, I'd like to talk to Mayura on my own." Yamino bowed with an "of course, Loki-sama" and was gone. The room was still, with Mayura uneasily looking at Loki.

"That song… I only know one other person who knows that song." Loki looked down and away from Mayura's face. It was a painful memory. Just when he thought that he had put it away from himself, this girl had begun to sing that song. The pain he was experiencing was very real, although there was nothing physical about his condition. Nonetheless, it felt as if someone had hit him very hard in the stomach. There was an ache there. "Tell me about your dream, Mayura."