AN: This chapter has more of a twist of Lemon themes I'm afraid so I decided to place a warning for those of heart however I will place asterisk's before and after the lemon section ends if you don't want to read it, it is not technically essential to the plot if you don't want to read it~

The book snapped to a close in his slender hand, the noise reverberating throughout your mind. Your [e/c] eyes simultaneously glanced up towards the front of the of classroom and were greeted by frustrated sigh, an annoying scraping sound manipulating every nerve that you had, a twitch rampaging through your body. It had resulted thanks the chair legs that he had neglected to let to put to the ground and, when he finally had obeyed gravity's command, the infernal racket had revealed itself.

You became focused upon the paper beneath you once again, your pen refusing to form words for you. You were stuck in detention for an hour and, something like ten minutes in, you were already bored of the tension driven silence. All that you were drawn to was how much you desired to be residing in your house, however desolate that place was.

'You're a good student _. I just don't see why you insist on being absent so frequently.'

'What? This is the first time!'

'Every week your hours later on Monday's, you seem to be off every other Thursday and Friday. This morning you were more than simply late- are you ill or something _? A... Family member maybe?'

You heard a noise identical to the one previously and in moments a shadow loomed over your body in a highly domineering manner, a pair of hands residing on your shoulders mere seconds later.

'No, no. No one's ill. Honestly, it's okay Mr Kay. Seriously.'

'Mr Kay now? I thought I told you all to refer to me as Dan.'

'Well we don't always get what we want.'

The hands peeled themselves away from their chosen positions, the sound of shoes squeaking briefly resting before you noticed the crouching figure next to you, his eyes peering at you with more curiosity than you thought possible. A smirk was on his lips and he reminded you of Loki in that moment- his sarcasm, his constant string of questions and the glazed over look that came over him whenever he found it necessary. But, of course, the thought was soon discarded from your mind and you became more concerned by the teacher who was observing every move that you made.

His hand found itself on yours and he looked deeply into your eyes, your teeth falling over your bottom lip. This wasn't going to happen, it... Couldn't, could it? It's stuff that childish teenagers make up so that they feel suffice with their lives, not anything that your mind would result to fixating itself upon. You were sure about that and your hand showed that when it brushed his off, disgust showing on your face.

'S-Seriously _. What's wrong?'

'Nothing.'

You sighed again as he walked away, his hand flicking out slightly and, however small a gesture that it was, you noticed it and swore.

'Loki. Stop it.'

'_, mind your language around teachers- okay?'

You sniggered under your breath and shook your head awkwardly, he wasn't going to get away with it this time and you knew for a fact that he was Loki no matter how much he chose to deny it. You were stubborn around this subject now and you he was in your domain of illusions now- he would have to deal with the cover that you could produce so easily.

'You're not Dan or whatever the Hell you want to be called.'

You pushed the desk away from you swiftly, your feet supporting you as you walked in his direction, your emotions surpassing any sanity that you had left within you. Your hands seized either side of his head viciously and you spun him towards you, crashing your lips into his in an attempt of breaking free. Your tongue positioned itself in his mouth as you felt him gasp with shock, your adrenaline seizing the opportunity to do so.

Your concept of romance had always been bent out of shape by the rules that you'd lived by and now you were forcing yourself out of the habit, shattering the exterior that you'd upheld for a number of years. They'd been your father's rules and now you were free of them- you were free from every burden that you'd ever held and it wouldn't matter when you got home or when you next ate or ever.

Your right hand found its way into his tangled hair independently as his arms wrapped around your waist, your left daring to venture around his purple-striped tie, twisting the dream around your hand. His tongue forced its way into your mouth and they danced together simultaneously in some romantically burdened lovers dream.

You were on your toes to reach his height and you couldn't help lifting your right off the floor as you found your peak of balance, barely able to feel anything around you. The blinking lights, the hissing of the broken radiator and the silence of everything else surrounding you was nothing in this moment- it was only you and him.

His fingers ran up your back as it reached for your hair, the two of you entwined in what was the pose of many statues that had been forged over time only, on this occasion, it was real.

He pulled away from you and you felt his head shake briefly as a short, forced laugh suspended itself in the air.

'I never knew that you were this way inclined _, such a... Bad girl.'

'What can I say? I like to take a risk now and again.'

You smiled at him, pulling his tie into your body as a temptation that the rest of his body followed. You pulled his ear by the side of your mouth as your words cut through the coarse air.

'You're worth the risk.'

His arms dropped and he walked away from you, leaving you to stand in the centre of the aisle with nothing more than a set of warm empty hands as company.

'You see, bad girls were always my weakness but I don't think this place is... Appropriate for the situation.' He wrapped his coat around his body aptly, the gesture elegant as the tails flew through the air, 'How about we head to a more comfortable place?'

He gazed at you longingly, clearly wishing that you would accept the gesture without question and that was precisely what you intended on doing.

'Take the disguise away Loki, I don't think I quite fancy the idea of spending the night with my teacher.'

'Why of course my lady.'

His smirk widened to a grin and he bowed to you, hand stretching in your direction gracefully, his thin fingers held in a peculiar pose. You walked forward, not bothering to drag your bag off the floor as his coat transcended into one of leather and his clothes peeled away to reveal a green V-necked top and a pair of casual jeans. His black hair flowed freely, waves scattered across it as his eyes pierced deeper into you as you paced forward.

He walked over to you eagerly, a towel wrapped around his slender waist gently. His skin was a milk under the lighting, luminescence spreading across it gently. A quilt was covered over your body, hiding your torso to the shoulders and your legs. You were fearful of what followed but more than prepared for it.

The towel fell to the floor, the material rustling as your eyes widened- you weren't used to games like this and you were shocked by what you saw as he strutted over you, an authoritative aura encompassing him. Your teeth clamped down on your lip as a blush found its way onto your cheeks.

As soon as he reached the bed he crawled over to you, straddling your hips under the quilt and seizing your chin in his hand firmly. Your eyes fell into his dark pools, barely able to pull away from the trance that he was laying over the both of you.

His rose lips crashed into yours, his tongue winning over yours in the rule for dominance and he stood up once again, his crotch resting at the height of your eyes as he seized a wine glass in his hand, the red liquid licking at the object.

He offered it to you without looking back and you held it obediently as he poured himself a glass, placing the glass into the air.

'To a night of mere expectations.'

'To a night of mere expectations.'

You complied with his toast and the liquid was soon down your throat, a laugh taking over as he placed his hand on his hip cockily. The glass was soon discarded onto the bedside table next to you and you flicked the cover away effortlessly, kneeling and pulling his mouth into yours as he finished his drink, desperate for more.

He fell on top of you, his hands residing at either side of your shoulders. This was the night that you'd been waiting for all your life and you'd found just the man that you wanted to share it with- the domineering bastard that had almost killed you was that very man.

You allowed yourself a sneaking look at his sleeping body, his face almost childlike as he frowned, his thumb resting in his mouth as he dreamt about something that you likely wouldn't understand. HIs nose was buttoned and you couldn't help to let out an 'aw'.

The night had exhausted however and you were on the verge of falling asleep as he whimpered quietly to himself, the doors handle clicking open.

Your eyes instantly fell onto the frame, a masculine figure appearing with nothing but light propelling itself forward and leaving a shadow.

'W-What are you...'

'Good, it looks like he drank.'

'Why are you-'

'Shut up girl, this just won't do.'

You felt his eyes flick open and his skin descended into coldness, his eyes blood shot and searching the air that hung between the two of you for something to explain what was going on but they only found unexplained silence as his skin began to bruise a light blue.

'L-Loki... LOKI?!'

'Its simply amazing what a drink can do, isn't it?'

'What the fuck are you doing?!'

'Oh nothing, I'm just showing you who your lover really is.'

'Stop messing with him you bastard!'

Your eyes danced over him and in mere seconds your hands were clenched over your mouth as your eyes widened to the dark truth that had been laid on something that was far worse than a silver platter- it was more like a used paper plate. The silhouette merged into colours that seemed more than just susceptible to the blinking lighting and you allowed a heave to run through your body, a lump making its appearance in your throat.

Darkness - 1

Light - 0