Radioactive Mirrors Chapter One –

Notes: From a FrostIron RP, with myself as Tony and Doctor Maz as Loki. Other characters were just split up when we saw fit to use them. Also, the title is the name of a song mix up by Natalia Kills and Marina and the Diamonds but it's awesome, and I thought it fit with the story so... yeah. Anyways, we hope you enjoy :)

Even though it was early evening, Tony was still allowed outside to play. That was one thing that he loved; getting a few extra hours of fun before having dinner and then a family orientated evening. Not that he disliked his family, not at all; it was just that he preferred to spend time with his best friend Loki. The two of them would often meet up in the local park and play with each other. Sometimes Loki's older brother Thor joined them, but he was a year older and didn't play with them that often as he had his own friends.

Tony grinned widely when he spotted the small black haired boy on the swings. His back was to Tony so he couldn't see him, so he thought he would sneak up and surprise him.

A wide smile spread on Loki's face as he heard the boy approaching. He pretended not to hear Tony's clumsy footfalls, not wanting to disappoint his friend. Loki waited until Tony stood right behind him.

"HEY LOK- whoa!" Tony cried put as he tripped up at the last second and fell face first onto Loki, causing the two to fall ungracefully to the floor.

"Ooof." Loki hit the floor first and Tony bundled on top of him. Among the tangle of limbs, Loki freed a hand to swat at Tony's head. "Get off me you clumsy lump."

"What did you call me?" Tony said with a frown, but then sat up so that Loki was still pinned to the ground. "Apologise and I might let you up." he said with a smug grin as he folded his arms.

Loki pouted then stuck his tongue out at the shorter boy. Tony stuck his Tongue out back at him and the two glared at each other for a moment before both laughing and Tony stood up.

"Sorry about that." He said, bending over to offer Loki a hand.

Loki took it and pulled himself up, dusting the dirt from his knees. "You are forgiven."

"So what'cha been up to today?" Tony asked, feeling like something was missing but unable to pinpoint what.

Loki watched his feet make patterns in the dust, avoiding Tony's wide brown eyes. "Not much. Can we just play now?"

Tony noticed Loki's evasive mood but didn't comment on it and just grinned. "Sure! What do you wanna play?"

"Uhmm..." Loki put a finger to his lip in thought. "Ooooh. I know." Loki grabbed Tony's hand and pulled him across the park, away from the shiny colourful playground toys and over to a big tree in the corner.

It had big thick branches at the bottom, and thinner, leafier ones at the top. The two boys would often play in the tree, sitting on the lower branches that Tony could reach, and that could easily support both their weights. Loki had always been the better climber, with the leaner, more acrobatic build. Loki enjoyed heights, sitting high above everyone else and being able to observe. He enjoyed the seclusion and the great view it gave him over everyone else. He could see Tony's house from here. When he was alone in this park, or here with Thor, he could sometimes see Tony playing in the garden.

Once Loki climbed the branches too high for the shorter boy to reach, he turned with his imaginary gun and shot at Tony beneath him. "Pew pew pew! Die you pesky alien scum!"

Tony grinned then made a weird gargling voice before starting to climb after. "Come back human!" he said and waved his arms.

Loki climbed higher through the branches, coaxing Tony after him. Climbing onto a limb, he let go, landing gracefully on his feet at the base of the tree and doing a roly-poly to take cover behind a bin. "Pew pew pew!"

Tony tried to follow in pursuit, but the moment he landed, he wobbled and fell. It didn't bother him though and he hated showing weakness in front of people, especially Loki, so he scrambled to his feet then started to give chase.

"You'll never take me alive!" Loki said, aiming one last "pew!" at Tony before running across to the climbing frame. His nimble limbs got him to the top quickly, where he turned to see Tony running towards him. "GRENADE!" Loki shouted, miming a throw at Tony and pretending to take cover.

Tony mimed shock then flew to the side and rolled over numerous times on the ground before stopping to narrow his eyes up at Loki. It was in that moment that he realized what had been missing from earlier; his chewing gum.

Glancing quickly over at the swings, which were where he figured he'd lost it, he expected to see the chewed up sweet on the floor but frowned when he couldn't see it. He then glanced back to Loki and squinted up at him in the half light of the summers evening. Now the he looked closely, he could see the gum stuck in Loki's hair, which was apparently not noticed by the other boy.

"Ah..." he said slowly.

"What?" Loki stopped, looking Tony dead in the eye.

"I erm... Come down a second."

"Is this because I threw a grenade at you? Because technically we didn't say any rules."

"No, uhh... I think my gum's stuck in your hair?" He said, half questioning and half a statement.

"You wha-" Loki's eyes widened in shock as his fingers found the sticky lump in his hair. He tried to pull it out, but it had stuck all his hairs together in a big clump. Loki climbed down slowly and went over to Tony. "Get it out."

"Errr... How? Want me to pull it?" He reached out towards the other boy.

"I don't know, just get it out!"

"Alright, alright... Um. Hold still." Tony said and carefully reached up to take hold of the gum. He waited until Loki has stopped moving before he started to pull.

"Ow ow ow ow ow! No, no. Get off." Loki swatted at Tony's hand and pulled back, looking close to tears. "You're gonna have to cut it out..." He said around a sob.

"A-are you sure you want me to...? I can cut out the piece but I wouldn't think you'd let me even it out?" he asked as he looked sheepishly at the ground.

"I trust you."

"I don't. You'd look weird." he paused for a second then reached into his pocket to bring out a pocket knife (which he had stolen earlier and planned to impress Loki with) "I only got this..."

"Just... Okay cut out what you have to."

Tony nodded then too Loki's hand and pulled him over to the swings. "Sit here and be still." he said as he pushed the hair, that was not to be cut, away from him. Loki just squeezed his eyes shut and waited for it to be over.

Tony carefully held the piece of hair with the offending item and held his knife up. "Here goes..." he said before starting to carve it.

Loki winced as Tony pulled on his hair, but stayed deadly still. "Tell me when it's over."

Tony nodded then realized Loki could not see so said "yes" quietly. The hair was quite tough to cut with the knife, but after a few moments he finished it and held the hair piece in his hands. "It's over."

Loki took the huge clump of hair from his friend, and tried to wipe away his tears. He rubbed his fists in to his eyes but he couldn't shake them off, the tears began to fall freely down his face

Tony looked down at the hair in his hands and then back up to the crying boy in front of him. "It doesn't look too bad... You'll look nice with shorter hair..." he trailed off then looked down at his feet sheepishly. "I'm sorry Loki..." He said, but Loki just continued to cry.

"Hey, umm, I know something that'll stop you crying. I see mom and dad do it all the time... And it stops them from crying if they are?" Tony said, walking around so that he stood in front of Loki. Blinking through the tears, Loki looked up into Tony's brown eyes. He waited.

"Close your eyes." Tony said softly as Loki then closed them.

Tony waited a moment and looked into Loki's face for a moment before he leaned across and brushed his lips softly against Loki's. They stayed connected for a few seconds before Tony pulled away. He lifted a hand to brush Loki's tear stained cheek and held his gaze with a smile.

"There." he said as he ran his thumb over the black haired boy's cheek. "You've stopped."

Loki returned the gaze, speechless. Then he heard a voice he recognised as Frigga's approaching round the corner. He turned his head in panic. "Tony, there's something I haven't told you..."

Tony glanced up and sighed when he saw Frigga. "What is it?" He asked curiously, turning his head back around and raising a curious eyebrow. Loki looked quite panicked... Was he upset about his mother finding out about the gum?

Loki looked down at his feet. "We're moving away. I tried to tell you before but..." He met Tony's gaze again. "That's why I've got to go early."

Tony felt his heart sink in his chest and his eyes widen in shock. "Wha...? I don't understand... Why?" his fists clenched behind his back as he looked at Loki with a hurt expression.

"Father and Mama want to send Thor to a private school in London. I don't know why I have to go, I told them I could stay here, but they won't listen." Loki looked sad. "I'll write to you with my new address. Promise you'll write to me every day?"

"I will but..." Tony felt tears form in the corners of his eyes as he reached forward to grab Loki's hands. "I don't want you to leave!" he said quite stubbornly.

Loki looked like he were about to cry again. "I don't want to either." He pulled away "Thank you. For stopping my crying." Loki gave him a sad smile and turned to walk towards his mother.

"Loki..." Tony said quietly and held put his hand towards the boy as he walked away. Loki turned and smiled sadly in his direction as he walked off with his mother, then glanced away suddenly as Tony fell down to his knees. "LOKI!"

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"AHH!"

Tony cried out as he sat upright in his bed. He panted for a moment, catching his breath back and was surprised to find himself crying.

"Damn..." he muttered to himself while rubbing his eyes dry. He hadn't had a dream like that in a while... One in which he remembered the young boy who was his best friend as a child. He was ashamed to admit that although it was motioned in the dream, as he had clearly said it out loud, he could never remember the name as he woke up. He would feel bad, but the fact that said boy hadn't written to him once, even after the promise, compensated for his regret.

He stretched his arms up in a yawn before squinting at the clock. 6.59 am.

After groaning and rubbing his face tiredly, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and decided to get dressed for school. It was the first day after summer holidays, which meant he was now in year 12. He wouldn't exactly call it exciting but he still sort of looked forward to the year ahead.

He got ready mostly in a daze, and before he knew it, he was standing by the door, car keys in hand. He looked back into the house, wondering whether or not to shout up to his father or not before deciding against it and leaving.

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