Good evening everyone,
sorry for this shameful late, but I was busy with RL and the writing on chapter VIII of this story XD
finally, here's the update
thanks to everyone ^^
1WeirdGinger: sorry, I know I'm in shameful late! LOL on 'another!' . Oh, is there for real a book like that? good to know ^^
Wing of Darkness: thank youuu! Oh, really? I still have to watch that movie, but it sounds so sweet ! about Sif, eheh you'll see
here's my dear beta, corrected chapter ^^
Chapter VI I : Misunderstandings bring the truth
"Thor!" Sif calls him, running towards him, after the training.
"What's going on, Sif? Let me guess, you want some feedback about how you fought today? I'm speechless, I see that your reflexes improved a lot, such as your agility and … " Thor starts his list of valuations, but the girl stops him, with an explicit gesture of her hand.
"Nope, Thor, I don't want to know this; I mean … it's logical that I've improved, did you have any doubts?" she shrugs, with her typical self-confidence.
- Why does everyone think that fighting and battles are all that matters to me? – the beautiful warrior torments herself.
"I understand. So, what's the matter?" the soon to be king asks her.
"It's not something that I can talk about with such insouciance, here and with such a little time. I'd rather talk in privacy, in a more isolated place and with the proper time this matter requests." the girl replies.
"It's very delicate issue and I know that now you don't have time to dedicate to me, because you have to run to the tower!" she adds, snorting in the last part, sort of bothered.
- Sif wants to talk with me privately, about a very delicate matter and she wants me to dedicate my time to her. Besides, I've never seen her so agitated!- Thor gathers all the pieces together, creating his own jigsaw puzzle of insight.
- For Odin's sake! Sif is asking me out for a date! – the gorgeous blond figures out, and then he recalls all his previous discoveries about Loki's interests.
- It's plain that I haven't a single chance with him, since he's so fascinated by more brilliant, knowledgeable and stimulating minds that can challenge his shrewd mind … if he ever gains his freedom and has the possibility to enjoy their company. I'd better resume holding the reins of my life and look for the future, a future that can be bright, not so bright as it would have been with Loki! – the god of Flashes ponders, while he observes Sif intently.
"Thor?" the girl tries to capture his attention, but without any success.
- After all, she's such a beautiful girl, she's pleasant, we have a lot in common and she can stand her ground when she wants. Besides, mother would be happier to see me married to an Asgardian girl. – he mumbles. – And love is not that important, it can be pushed to the background… -
"Thor! Are you still here?" Sif takes his mind off, waving one hand in front of his face.
"Is it okay for you if we meet each other tonight, in front of the royal gardens?" Thor suggests to her, catching her off guard.
"Huh? Tonight? Yep, tonight it would be just perfect. But how will you deal with … your brother?" Sif asks him curiously and Thor knows very well that it's a huge effort to her call Loki in that way, just and only to please the mighty warrior.
"All I have to do is to make sure that he doesn't try to escape, which would be impossible anyway; and to bring food to him and other necessities; but once I'm done with these tasks, I'm free to leave whenever I please. I'm not his wet-nurse … and it was Loki to remind me of that in the first place!"the blond explains.
"Well, it's wasn't very nice of him… oh, well, it would not be Loki otherwise!" Sif grumbles, making the other smile.
"Fine. We'll see later, then. I can't wait!" Sif greets him, running away.
- Well, what is done is done, there's no going back! – the god of Thunder muses, going back to the royal palace, in order to take all the he needs, before paying a visit to his beloved, confined prisoner.
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"Come in, Thor, it's open!" Loki exhorts him from the other side, since he has heard him arriving; but then he feels a certain hesitation from the blond.
"Don't worry, no tricks. You know, there are jokes that can work out so well only once!" he adds, managing to persuade him.
"You are so unpredictable that I can never be sure!" Thor grumbles, letting in the room as more carefully as possible, and then he places all his stuff on the table.
Loki simply waves his hand to greet him, without raising his look from the book that he's reading, sat on the bed, with his legs crossed.
"You came back to your bookworm, glorious attitude, didn't you?" the blond makes fun of him, although he's secretly happy to see him reading the books that he has given to him.
Loki interrupts his reading, to face his look.
"Make fun of me as much as you please; but truth is that these Wright brothers are incredible. Did you know that they could fly?" the brunet comments thrilled.
"So what? We can fly as well! NO, wait, Ican fly, you can't anymore!" the warrior reminds to him impertinently, chuckling.
Loki glares at him, but he doesn't react.
"I meant that they could fly without any magic power, only resorting to their brains, their application and their passion, which brought them to invent very respectable stuff. When they try hard, Midgardians can do remarkable things!" the god of Chaos points out.
The god of Thunder takes advantage of that to seize the opportunity.
"Can't you see how important and strong the brotherly bond is and how many things it allows you to do?" he beams at the brunet.
Loki closes the book nervously and gets up from the bed.
"I checked and I didn't find out that one of them was adopted, with a father who was too coward and planner to tell him the truth; and with a mother who was too lovely to make him wish he had a different one!" the younger god strikes back, going towards the blond.
Thor stares at him softened.
"It's very nice what you said about our mother!" he smiles.
"As a matter of fact, I want you to tell her this." the brunet murmurs.
"So be it! But don't count on me for what you said about our father!"
"I expected that. Besides, you are not brave enough to face your father, not even to report my own words!" the trickster accuses him.
"That's not true!" the god of Flashes strikes back.
"Do I really have to remind to you that the last time you faced him and told him what you truly thought of him, you've been banished from the realm and turned into a banal, mortal human?" Loki giggles.
"Touché!" Thor mutters, before changing topic and walking towards the dish.
"Why don't you have a break from reading now and enjoy your meal?" the elder prince invites him, taking off the lid of the plate and showing him what's inside.
"I don't know what you did to deserve it, but tonight you gained a succulent steak!" he informs him, handing it to a very hungry Loki.
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Thor looks outside, leaning on the banister of the baluster, trying to guess what time it could be, judging from the darkening of the sky.
- I must have been here for one hour, it should be nine o' clock. Sif is waiting for me. – he muses.
Loki approaches him, silently and slowly, leaning close to him on the banister.
"You know, I prefer winter days to these summer days." he asserts, while he stares at an undefined spot, maybe because he feels like chatting.
After all, Thor has the feeling that Loki is in a very good mood that night, maybe thanks to the books that he has brought to him.
"Can I know the reason why?" Thor asks him, fighting the impelling urge to wrap an arm around his shoulders, because he's afraid to break that idyllic moment.
Loki turns to him, smiling at him in a way that he hadn't done for too long.
"Because the sunset comes sooner!" he murmurs, and then he looks away.
Thor would like to do a lot of things, too bad that he chooses to do just the worst thing ever.
"It's already so late." he grumbles, going back to the room.
"Late for what? The sun has set for a few hours!" Loki strikes back, following him.
"Well, you already ate, about the bath… " Thor sums up.
"You give me the clean clothes and I take care of my own bath, alone, like we have already planned!" the younger prince points out.
"So I can leave, can't I?" the elder god wavers.
"Are you already so sick of keeping me company after these few months?" Loki chuckles, amused.
"Nope, it's not that… "
"So why do you want to leave? Do you have a date maybe?" the brunet makes fun of him.
Thor's silence is a very eloquent answer to Loki.
His face darkens instantly.
"Oh, it's so, then, isn't it? What? Did your pathetic mortal find a way to reach you?" he snaps acidly.
"No, it's not Jane, it's Sif who… " Thor clarifies.
Loki's good mood is only a long lost memory by then.
"Why are you still here? You don't want to make your pretty warrior wait for you, do you?" he incites him, enraged, pushing the blond towards the door.
"She just asked me to talk with her, it's nothing important. If you want, I can refuse and remain here with you." Thor informs him.
"Go away!" the other hisses glacially, opening the door and shoving him through the threshold that is forbidden to the Jotun. "And don't feel forced to come back tomorrow!" he adds, slamming the door in his face, ignoring Thor's several complains.
Only when he feels Thor leaving, Loki throws himself on the bed, desperate.
- Sif. During all these months, I thought that the main problem was the damn Midgardian, instead my real rival is here, so close, and she can see him every time, even daytime; but it wasn't enough to her, she just had to take him away from me even during the night! – he ponders, corroded by envy.
- I don't care, she can keep him. Thor doesn't care about me, at least not the way I wish he cared. I'd just deluded myself!- he muses, as he feels his hopes crumble away like polystyrene rolled between fingertips.
** (In the meantime)
No matter how many efforts he does, as much as he convinces himself not to think about it, for every step that Thor moves towards the royal stairs, the image of a smiling Loki resurfaces in Thor's mind.
And he was smiling just to Thor.
- Oh, who am I kidding? No one makes me feel the way he makes me feel, no one can turn on inside me the same vortex of emotions. How can I expect to go on with my life if my life is Loki? – the gorgeous warrior admits to himself.
- I'd better clarify everything with Sif. She's such a dear girl, I cannot give her fake hopes, it's not fair!- he establishes.
"Thor, here you are, finally!" the nice brunette greets him, walking towards him.
Absorbed in his thoughts as he was, Thor didn't even realise that he reached his destination.
He observes better the smiling girl next to him. She's dressed exactly as she was during the training. Her hair is still trapped in that practical ponytail that falls behind her back. She doesn't wear any elegant accessory and that makes Thor feel a little better.
"Sif, I guess that it's better if… " he exclaims, but she cuts him off.
"No, Thor, please, let me speak first, otherwise I won't be strong enough to have this speech anymore!" she insists, inviting him to sit with her on a marble bench.
"Thor. You, me, Hogun, Fandral and Volstagg have been friends since... always, haven't we? " she commences and her interlocutor confines himself to nod, waiting for the proper moment to make her face the truth.
"But sometimes, you know, to be only friends is not enough, because there are other ambitions, bigger ambitions. But we restrain, because we don't know if the other could ever return our strong feeling, so we go on disguising it with friendship and… " Sif goes on, becoming more hesitant.
Thor can't wait any longer.
"Sif, I'm speechless, really; I'm very flattered, too, but I unfortunately have to let you know that I can't return these strong feeling of yours. You're only a friend to me, a very good friend and… " the god of Thunder rumbles in hurry, taking her hands.
For his big amazement and puzzlement, Sif bursts out laughing.
"No, wait, Thor, what did you think? I wasn't talking about you … I was talking about Fandral!" she confesses.
(End I)
So, did you expect it? ^^
I don't care about the comics who want Sif and Thor together. My story, my rules XD
And, believe me, you're going to love Sif, at least I hope you'll do.
see you on part II, yep , it's going to be *the part* you were waiting for ^^
in the meantime would you be so nice to let me know what you think about this part? *makes puppy eyes*
a huge kiss