- Disclaimer: Matantei Loki Ragnarok belongs to Kinoshita Sakura.

Ah, My Loki-sama!

written by Kurosu

- Chapter Fourteen.

"Nii-san, about yesterday," Yamino, watching the news on television about an investigation by the police about the destruction at a new aquatic center, looked apprehensive. He glanced to the side, where human Fenrir was flat on his stomach, trying to sleep. He was told briefly about what had happened, something about a random evil spirit had caused the trouble.

"You said Loki-sama caught a jaki?"

Fenrir rolled on to his side, grumbling akin to an affirmative reply.

"But weren't the jaki on Midgard collected by Tyr?"

He groaned, "Maybe he forgot a few? Being demoted to trash collector wasn't the greatest of times for him."

"It's possible... but what are the odds of Loki-sama and Mayura-san running in to one in Tokyo of all places?"

"Because Tokyo's so boring? Now let me sleep, Jormungand!"

"Y-Yes, nii-san..."

Meanwhile, back to the boringness that was in Tokyo, not really when there was a mannequin that suddenly flared to life and started to attack its first target, Mayura! A whirlwind of feathers blasted towards the girl, stunned at what was happening - really, she should be used to this by now - but she was suddenly tackled to the floor by a small Loki, both falling away just in time to barely miss the storm of feathers soaring by their heads and straight out the front window of the store.

Koutaro appeared, freaking out at the sight of the moving mannequin, feathery cloak billowing after it dramatically, "Oh my god, this can't be happening!" He must be cursed or something for this to happen to him a second time, when he originally thought he was just hallucinating from bad indigestion or something.

This whole thing was all bad timing, especially when Loki was powerless to stop the monster, so all he could do was pull Mayura from the ground and run. They ran by a blubbering Koutaro and dragged him along too, with the mannequin creature right behind them.

Standing in line to pay for the purchases, Narugami jerked his head towards the exit, having sense the unnatural phenomenon near by. It was a familiar sensation, being very troublesome, but at the same time, there was something odd and different about the certain energy. Though being a god of justice and goodness, he couldn't overlook this problem.

He shoved the boxes in his arm to a surprised Daidouji, telling him, "Sensei, I forgot to get something! I'll see you back at home!"

The man, not able to utter a word, could only watch his student dash out from the store like his hakama were on fire.

As if all gods had this type of troublesome sixth or seventh sense, Freya looked about, trying to figure out the strange spike of negative energy in the area, wondering if it would lead her to her beloved cloak of feathers. There were also several different god-like energies nearby too, and she thought it was strange, because she didn't know any other gods had descended from Asgard.

Maybe it was someone who missed her and was coming to rescue her!

Elated, she started to run in the direction of the energy, where all the others seemed to be gathering there anyway. It didn't long for her to run in to one of them either, their collision forced both to the pavement, but it was Freya who was first to recover, shouting vehemently about the ignorance of mortals to damage a beautiful goddess such as her.

"Huh, Freya?" came a familiar voice, "What are you doing here?"

The blonde goddess looked up with large eyes in surprise, "Thor?"

She accepted his kind hand extended to her, and he hauled her up to her feet as he spoke, "This is quite a surprise. I never thought I'd see you down here, on Midgard."

She laughed behind her hand, "Ohoho, I was just visiting, to see what was so great about this place."

"Oh okay, well I best be off!"

She grabbed his arm, "What about you? Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"There's some trouble up ahead. I bet you felt it too?"

"Why is it chasing us?!"

Koutaro shouted to the two running in front of him, while people around them watched as two teenagers with a boy charged down the sidewalk with someone in a weird costume chasing them, believing it to be a part of a movie being filmed. If only he could be as ignorant of the situation as these other people, then he probably wouldn't be in the middle of danger, fleeing for his life.

"Yes, Loki-sama... why is it... chasing us?!"

Mayura's out of breathness was evident, and more so in Loki, since he was a child, when he tried to answer her, "I can't... do... anything... in this form!" He cursed those stupid jaki, always making many lives miserable, but why his own right now?

The last time he had ever bothered with the evil spirits - aside from the time at the aquatic center - was a few centuries ago, after secretly letting a few loose in Midgard for some fun, but then Odin had sent Tyr down to deal with them. Even so, they were normally harmless, mischievous oddities in the mortal world, unless provoked, but with one glance to Mayura, who he found hardly to be a threat, she was most likely the cause for the jaki's madness.

He still couldn't understand how this oblivious, cute ditz could manage to get them into trouble just from shopping, but right now, he had to either lure the jaki into a less dense populated area and find help or hide till he could get back his powers, which was going to be at least another two hours. Yeah, that second plan didn't sound too great, especially when he had a certain, unnecessary baggage that wasn't Mayura.

He stopped at an intersection and yelled to the older boy, "Kakinouchi! We need to split up!"

"What? No way, I can't leave Mayu-"

Loki rolled his eyes, "If you want to protect her, then be a good bait and lure it away."

The girl blinked, "Eh, but Loki-"

"Fine!" Koutaro growled, and after sparing his classmate one reassuring smile, he waved, "See you in a bit, Mayura."

And off he went, down one direction, and Loki, still holding Mayura's hand, tugged her across the street in the other, but unfortunately, the mannequin followed the two instead. It had been the god's intention all along, having known that Mayura was its target.

"Damn, where's Narugami when you need him!" he groaned, tired of running.

"Right there!" Mayura shouted, pointing in front of them.

Lo and behold, there he was, running towards them, but the familiar face beside him was the last person he wanted to see on Midgard, much less any other place. The change in Freya's expression from murderous anger, at recognizing him in the child form, to pure bliss as she scooped Loki up in to her arms, "Loki! How I've missed you!"

Right, who really cared that Loki was the cause of all her problems - even as a cute child, just one look at him, and Freya could only see his godliness sparkling within her vision. All her loathing and hate were mere words, because she worshipped him with all her being. And how could she seriously be upset at such a handsome, adorable person such as Loki!

"Freya! Let go!" he pushed himself from her, very annoyed because there was a crazy mannequin after them, "Put me down!"

"No~! You promised a date!" she whined, "Let's go on a date now!"

"I never did!" he huffed, blocking Freya's lips from kissing him.

"Loki-sama, who is this?"

He heard Mayura's strangely soft-spoken voice and looked at her, now standing next to a grinning Narugami, and she seemed so lost and maybe sad. He mentally cursed the god of thunder for not helping, opening his mouth to explain, but Freya had beat him to it, sizing the mortal girl in their presence, "My name is Freya. I'm the goddess of love and beauty... and Loki's only love~!"

He winced when he saw a flicker of indescribable emotions in Mayura's eyes. He hated that pained look, and for some reason, he just wanted desperately to wipe it away and tell her everything was going to be all right because he would make it all better for her. But Freya's presence and actions did not help at all, giving him another overbearing hug.

He glared at her, hard, "Freya, put me down. NOW."

From the tone of his voice and the fiery eyes, she obeyed unwillingly with a pout, "But Loki!"

Back on the ground, he fixed the white bow around his neck and smoothed out his coat, because there were more pressing matters than emotions and drama. He pointed behind them, to the mannequin that finally appeared because it had stupidly gotten lost on the way, "We have to deal with that right now!"

Narugami turned around, "Ah! The evil that Mjollnir and I must smite!"

Freya gasped, "My cloak! You have my cloak!"

The mannequin attacked with a bunch of feathers, using the powers of the cloak again, but Freya summoned a large frying pan and batted away the attack, "I want it back!" She snapped her fingers and a lot more pots and pans fell on the apparent enemy, "Give it back now, or you'll get more of that!"

Mayura and Narugami, readying Mjollnir for a fight, sweatdropped, and a deadpanned Loki told them, "Let's leave this to her then."

They continued to watch as Freya beat up the mannequin with a few more culinary tools and appliances, which begged the question from Mayura, "Um, are you sure she's not also the goddess of kitchen ware?" Right after that, a hammer, a chainsaw and finally an anvil squished the poor thing, and that made the mortal sweatdrop, "Erm, and hardware...?"

She grabbed the chainsaw and turned it on, looking very menacing, as she stood over the fallen mannequin that began to sweat heavily at the realization of its doom. Freya's left eye began twitching as she brought the chainsaw down on it, cackling madly.

Mayura's hands flew over to Loki's eyes to prevent him from seeing, forgetting that he wasn't really a child, followed by Narugami, who cringed from the sight, covering Mayura's eyes, but no one could cover his, so he looked elsewhere. He noticed the few crowds of people around them were watching, and slapped his forehead at the audience, who still believed they were watching a movie in the making.

"Ah! My cloak!" Freya happily hugged her cloak of feathers and threw it over her shoulders, leaving the disembodied mannequin parts scattered on the pavement, "Now I can return home." She turned to Loki with a big smile, "Loki! Let's go home!"

"I can't," he waved her off as he, with Mayura, walked over to the leftover parts and picked up the head. He examined it as the girl poked the forehead and yelped in surprise that it responded with a twitch, "Ah, the jaki's in this one."

"What?! Why not?" the blonde goddess whine, "Why would you want to stay in this terrible place! Did you know I was robbed! These mortals are so disgusting! Stooping so low as thievery!" She flipped her hair and put a hand on her waist, glaring at the pink-haired girl next to Loki.

"Erm, guys, can we like clear out?" Narugami chuckled nervously, and everyone looked at him, then to the mass of people around them, overly excited that such beautiful people were among them, filming a movie, though they attempted to find the camera man and the rest of the crew. Even if it wasn't a movie set, they could try to get a date with the pretty people or stalk them.

Yes, this was definitely scarier than the mannequin attacking them.

By the time Mayura and her gang of immortals returned to the Daidouji home, her father was already there with Yamino and a normal Fenrir, who were happy that everyone was back safely, but upon seeing the new face, the brothers fell in to a sort of coma silence. It wasn't that they didn't want to see another god or goddess, but this particular one was the last one they would prefer ever seeing, because they knew she was a bit obsessed with their father - that being an understatement.

"Um, and who is this lovely lady?" Daidouji blushed embarrassingly, "Your sister, Loki?"

The boy, along with the others excluding Freya, tried not to laugh, but it was possible considering they were both were good-looking people. The woman felt offended and took Loki into her arms, cuddling him, "Loki is my-"

Mayura interrupted her, "COUSIN!" Freya glared at her, as the girl continued, "Her name is Freya, and she has no place to stay, so we brought her back here!"

Daidouji looked at his daughter, puzzled, thinking how many of Loki's relatives were coming over here unexpectedly without a place to stay, though he didn't mind that this was a female this time. Even so, all the available rooms were taken, and it would be rude to have a guest stay in Mayura's room, but then he recalled the storage room in the shrine. He asked Narugami to help him clear it out for Freya to stay in.

While the master and student were busy with that, the rest went in to the house, and Yamino went to pour them some refreshing tea after a crazy afternoon. Mayura began to tell the brothers about their afternoon adventure as Loki, half listened, sipped his tea and then summoned his jaki container, since his powers returned, and stuffed the newly acquired spirit in to it.

"Mayura-san," Yamino smiled nervously, not sure how this mortal girl got herself into these messes, "I'm glad you and Loki-sama are all right."

"AH! I forgot about Koutaro-kun!" Mayura slammed her hands on to the table surface at the realization of her forgotten classmate.

Loki glanced over to her, trying to appear disinterested, "What about him? He was fine when he last left us."

She furrowed her brows at him, "But Loki-sama, you were the one to suggest splitting up."

"Oh?" he drank his tea again, looking thoughtful.

"Yes, you did!" she pointed at him.

"Because," he grinned, taking her hand within his, and pressed his lips to the back of her heand, "he can't handle you."

"Whaa?"

"LOKI!" Freya managed to get out through her clenched teeth, as she glared at the little scene playing out before her. The two, sweatdropped, slowly turned their attention to the furious, forgotten goddess - because they really did forget she was there. "What is going on here?!" she demanded from the two, and pointing at Mayura, she yelled, "Is this why you won't return to Asgard with me?!"

Before Loki could answer, Mayura had already spoken, "Yes. It's my fault Loki-sama is here."

Freya, half raised out of her seat, gasped, "How dare you! You filthy mortal!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Loki ordered, his voice low and angry, rumbling through the silence in the room. His beautiful emerald eyes had turned a fiery red, narrowing at the goddess.

(Bad sign, bad sign!)

Needing a lot of time to himself, Kazumi had taken a stroll through the neighborhood while he tried to plot his vengeance against Loki, without anyone finding it was him since he was living under the same roof as him. He was lost in thought on a lovely evening, passing by a familiar boutique where two cosplaying sales ladies were cleaning up their destroyed store front.

Down a few more blocks, he would eventually stop because something had caught his eye. He turned his head to the window, as slow as slow motion would allow, and zooming up on the very familiar and distinct item laid out across a velvet cloth, he leaned forward to the glass pane and squinted to make sure he wasn't imagining things, but it was definitely the item.

Kazumi, rubbing his chin in thought, was staring down at the Brisingamen necklace... in the window... of, what he knew to be, a pawn shop?

Notes: Eh, not too happy with how this chapter came about. I might revise it later, who knows. I originally had Freya use all her powers in the fight, which would force her in to her powerless state, but it would be too much for one chapter, so it'll happen later, lol. I'm getting giddy just thinking about her powerless state 'cause it's hilarious. *grins*

I think the story has just gotten a bit serious, lol... Freya's already getting on Loki's bad side! The chapter got a bit long, but I wanted to add the last scene with Kazumi and the Brisingamen necklace 'cause Freya was desperate and had to pawn it off, rofl...

Next time, it's Freyr! Thanks~! -kuro.