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Loki knew why Fenris had run off. He had seen everything amongst the shadows, and had been well aware of the current circumstances. The blooming relationship between Chaos and Iris had wounded her, and their kiss was the final blow to crush any hopes she had of her one-sided love.
One sided love...
Emotions swirled underneath his calm and cool composure. His cold and expressionless outer mask concealed his truth as he silently walked through the forest.
One sided love...?
Loki's pace quickened as he covered more ground. He wanted to hear himself think, but the forest was almost suffocating. The rich, draping boughs of the trees... the smell of the moist earth... it was almost too much. He gave a sigh and sat down under the trunk of an enormous tree. He stared into the darkness...
Why... Why does she love someone... who does not return her love? Why must she endure such pain and sorrow? Why...
Another thought suddenly seared through his mind.
Why do I feel the same for her?
The abruptness of his self reflection alarmed the assassin. He had never admitted even to himself, the feelings he harboured for Fenris. When he had seen her shocked from her encounter and the desolate look of her eyes, of course it had hurt him to see her in such distress; however... was it not some heightened sense of pity? Was it... in truth love?
He had hidden his utmost secret emotions and in realization, it almost angered him. He had not only seen Fenris' misery... but had done nothing to ease it. She knew nothing of his true feelings. Nothing at all.
Loki glanced up at the sky and a full orb-like moon added a soft glow to the dense quiet of the forest. It was becoming late now, and he knew the others would needlessly worry. Fenris would worry.
Love... There is no question. This is how I feel about you, Fenris.
One question still remained, dully thudding at the back of his mind. Yet, he started to walk back and decided to find the others quickly. The town was fairly close by and they had agreed to spend the night there.
Fenris... Do you feel the same way? Will you return mine?
The echo seemed as endless as the night sky.
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Author's Notes: I just noticed that most people who are reading my story will be going, "huh?" after reading my title. Well, I will offer an explanation. Guh Daeehgae... Neh Sarang is quite simply, just a Korean translation of To you... My Love. --;; I hope Loki is too not OOC. But, he's so mysterious... why not eh?
Until next time! :D