So guys, I'm sorry. This one chapter is reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally shitty. Like, insanely bad. BUT I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU. DO NOT FRET MY DEARS. I shall... Hopefully by Monday I'll fix it. Maybe rewrite this one, but probably not. Until then you must endure but I'll fix it, no worries.

Freaking out. Absolutely freaking out. That seemed to be all she could do. Was it a good freak out? No.. Yes? Maybe? She had no clue. But she felt the need to freak. She paced around her living room, almost franticly, not knowing how to hold herself together. Or exactly why she had to find a way to do that.

He was just a big talker, right? There wasn't really a game he was going to be plying with her… right? Who was she kidding? Defiantly not herself. This devil of a God was most certainly going to play games with her. But the games… she wasn't so sure of. She wasn't even sure if she did want to know.

She bit her pink, bottom lip and looked at herself in the mirror. As though she was going to magically feel better. But it didn't work. She huffed loudly and leaned on the sink with her elbows.

How can one man mess up a girls mind so much? Darcy almost understood the whole super fear over religions now.. Almost. Well, he was a God, right? And he could constantly be watching her. She would never know unless he wanted her to. Creepy, she thought.

Hot air exhaled from her mouth onto the mirror in front of her. Her finger slid along the glass, drawing what she thought were the runes to Loki's name.

"That is… incredibly incorrect." Loki chuckled, giving her a devious look. "You have not a single clue what runes actually look like, do you Miss Lewis?" His question required no answer.

Pushing her aside, he gave her a flirtatious smile and blew onto the mirror ever so gracefully, causing it to completely fog over. One of his long, slender fingers ran on the glass, leaving clear, un-foggy, streak less lines to rune letters.

"This," He broke his finger through the glass, making Darcy jump at the strange sound, eyes wide from the sight. "Is how you spell my name, Darcy. If you ever" He pressed his finger harder against the glass, causing cracks to run to every edge of the mirror, all leading from his one finger. "spell my name wrong again.." The glass finally crumbled into his other hand, piling up perfecting. He shoved his hand inches from her precious face, leaning his own mouth to the edge of his hand.

Her eyes had never been wider before, all in uncertain fear of what he was or wasn't going to do.

He took a deep breath in and blew out. Her eyes sealed shut, tighter than ever.

Dust flew from his hand, floating up into the air above them into sweet, innocent, harmless sparkles.

As if mocking her unnecessary worries, Loki placed his hand o the back of her head, tilted her head down and placed a soft, somewhat caring kiss on her forehead.

What he thought was going to be a good enough apologies for breaking her bathroom mirror and teasing her to a point of urination, didn't play as well as he hope according to the hand he felt sting his cheek.

"You are a horrible man." Darcy, the owner of the slap given, growled. She even went so far as to think about spitting on him. But she wouldn't dare act on the thought. She had almost chose to not slap him.

His hand grabbed hers and held it to his face. A low, seductive purr rang from his throat, as his eyes, half lidded, burned into hers. She swallowed hard, trying her best to not blink as if they were in a contest she used to win as a child.

"What.. ?" She nearly whispered. A smile spread generously across his face and he took her smaller hand and pressed his lips to her soft knuckles. She felt a tongue slid across her skin and crinkled her face. She pulled her hand back and wiped the fare amount of slime from her knuckles onto his seemly confused face.

"Why would you do that?" He whined, giving her as close to a pout as he would probably ever muster.

"Because, that's gross. I don't want your slobber on my hand!" Her arms flailed up, exclaiming how gross she found it.

Seeing a grand open opportunity, Loki's arms snaked around her waist, enjoying the 'what-the-fuckery' look that plastered her fragile face. "Now, is this not a romantic scene, my dear sweet?" Rhetorical question, of course, but it seemed to demand an answer at the same time.

"…No. It's a rape scene." She tried to pull herself from his arms, but he didn't act like he was willing to let go of her. She pressed her hands against his heavily clothed chest to help push herself away from him, but he didn't even act as though if made a struggle at all for him.

"But I would think a female, such as yourself, would enjoy romance." His grip became tighter and he pulled her body firmly against his own. "Or lust." A sly look fell on his face as he only tightened his grip around her further.

A cute gasp escaped her lips. She wasn't sure how to respond. How do you turn down a God? But, would it even be turning him down? "You're just playing.. Right, Loki?" Her voice screamed how unsure she was feeling.

His forehead pressed to hers. "Why would you say such a thing, dear? I do not play with such things." He lied about playing with such things, but that was his job description.

"Okay then.." She had to find a way to turn this situation around because her mildly confused mind couldn't handle… what ever this was. "Lust for who exactly?" She smiled at the almost taken-back look on his face that appeared for only a minimal second.

"Nobody."

He was gone, again. Of course. That's how he would always get out of tricky places. Just disappear and appear when ever he damn well pleased.

"My God!" She yelled aloud, knowing nobody was listening. For some reason she was pissed from his disappearance. She wasn't sure why, but she was extremely angry at him. Maybe that was an over exaggeration, but still..

She stormed into her bedroom and plopped onto her soft bed with a frustrated huff and sigh. He was so weird. But wasn't that to be expected from a God? One named for his mischief at that!

KAY, IM TOTALLY STOPPING HERE.

I haven't worked on this chapter in… well, since I posted the last one and I'm at a dead end with it. So boo. BUT, now that I got it outta the way, I'll write up the forth one and fix this.. Mess I'm leaving you guys in. SORRY. LOVE YOU GUYS. 3