Chapter 26: L… O… V… E… Loki!
---Third week of College---
"I'm home," grumbled an annoyed Loki.
"Loki! You're sopping wet! Didn't you have an umbrella with you?" asked Mayura.
Loki pointed down to the umbrella he was holding. "It's raining so hard, the water proof seal started to leak. My umbrella rained on me." Stupid rain. Stupid umbrella. I hate water. It's too overrated.
"Why don't you get out of those cold wet clothes and then you can tell me all about your day."
Uugggh… fan girls. "Mayu-chan why are you home so early?" asked a surprised Loki, already halfway up the stairs.
"Nakaji-san allowed me to go home early today, since we couldn't do any work outside with it raining so hard. And he told me that he could handle the few people coming into pray today. So, here I am!"
"Ah. I'll be down in a couple of minutes."
"I'll be in the TV room."
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Dry once again, Loki walked into the TV room and sat down next to Mayura, putting his arm around her.
"How was it?" asked Mayura.
"Tiring," sighed Loki.
"Oh? What happened?"
"I've gained an 'I love Loki' fan club," commented Loki dryly.
Mayura giggled. "Poor little Loki-kun being chased by college girls."
"It's scary Mayu-chan. They know my entire schedule! And it's only the third week of school!"
"Did you really think you'd be able to go to school without getting an obsessive fan girl club? Silly Loki," said Mayura as she poked his nose. "You're much too good looking not to. I'm actually surprised it took three weeks. Mystery!"
"It's an actual club: with membership, rules, and executive board! All day they kept following me around saying this stupid chant. It's not even an original one."
"Chant?"
Loki stood up. "Remember the Yuki fan girl club from Fruits Basket?"
"Yeah," answered Mayura fearfully.
"L… O… V… E… Love Me! Loki!" sang Loki in falsetto as he created English letters with his arms. "Gibberish gibberish gibberish love! Gibberish gibberish gibberish love!" Loki finished his display in a feminine victory pose replacing the customary V with an L.
Mayura stood up, rushed over to Loki and pulled on his arm. "Never do that again! Ever! Please! I'll have nightmares!"
"Sorry. But that's what I had to deal with all day. And it'll only get worse. Ten more weeks to get worse," sighed Loki as he flopped onto the couch. Mayura sat down at his feet.
"I hate fan girls," commented Loki as he put his arm over his eyes.
"Really? But they're not all bad," commented Mayura. Loki looked up, not trusting the intonation he heard in Mayura's voice, and he saw her eyes sparkle mischievously. "And right now this fan girl wants to see if her boyfriend's ticklish!"
"Don't! Stop that!" laughed Loki.
"And what if I don't?" questioned Mayura as she moved to a more comfortable position.
"You're going… to regret this… because… this means… war," choked out Loki between laughs. Shifting his weight, Loki flipped Mayura onto the couch and began to tickle her relentlessly.
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"Loki! I… I can't breath!" laughed Mayura hysterically.
"Do I win?"
Mayura nodded her head, and Loki stopped tickling her. "I… concede," answered Mayura after she got her breath back.
"You can start a tickling fight whenever you want Mayu-chan. Just know that I'll always win," grinned Loki.
"It's not fair! You're not as ticklish as I am!"
"It doesn't have to been fair Mayu-chan. And I like it this way," responded Loki as he winked at Mayura.
It was at that moment both Loki and Mayura realized the embarrassing position they were in should anyone walk into the room. Mayura was on her back and Loki was leaning over her on his hands and knees.
Mayura turned a light shade of pink. "Loki… would you get up please? What if someone comes in?"
"What would happen Mayu-chan?" asked Loki grinning. He received no answer. "Anyway, who would walk in? Yamino-kun is making dinner and Fenrir is probably in the kitchen with him hoping to get scraps." Mayura giggled. "And anyone else would ring the door bell… even Narukami-kun." Sorry ecchan, but its just easier not remind Mayu-chan about you.
"I guess you're right," admitted Mayura, blushing deeper.
"So, I don't think I'll move. As I said before, I like it this way."
Trying to keep her mind off the situation she found herself in, Mayura decided to abruptly change the subject. "I was thinking. Perhaps I could come into school with you tomorrow. Then at least they'll be mad at the 'not good enough for him' girlfriend. They'll make an 'I hate that ugly girlfriend' club, instead of stalking you," giggled Mayura.
"You'd do that for me?" asked Loki surprised. "But wouldn't that make your life difficult?"
"No, not really. It's not like I go to school there. And we do live a twenty-five minute commute there. Since most of the students live on campus, they won't be able to bother me out of school either. And anyone who does live around here has already given up on you."
"Oh?" inquired Loki interestedly.
"It seems that the whole area had marked us off as a couple for years! Most claim that as soon as you were old enough to notice girls you had your heart set on me," stated Mayura as she began to blush again.
Old enough to notice girls? Not quite Mayu-chan. That was a few thousand years ago.
"And a couple of the older women that come to the shrine think that you've been in love with me since you were ten, and were just waiting to grow up!"
"And what if that's true?" asked Loki softly into Mayura's ear.
Mayura blushed even brighter. "Loki…"
"I think I started to fall in love with you since the first day we met, even though I didn't notice it until much later. And by the time I realized I loved you, there was no way I could stop. You've ensnared my heart, Mayu-chan. And the wait was well worth it." I just wish you could be with me forever.
Mayura didn't have a chance to comment. Before she was able to open her mouth to speak, Loki had lifted his head away from her ear and kissed her. This kiss however, was different than any they had shared previously. Perhaps it was because of the intimate position they had fallen into, or perhaps their relationship had grown to a new level. But whatever the reason, neither Loki nor Mayura cared. The only thing Mayura was aware of as she ran her fingers through Loki's hair--besides Loki himself-- was the soft supernatural energy radiating through her body. Her blood tingled like the few times she had helped Nakaji-san create purification scrolls at the shrine, only much stronger. But Mayura didn't pay too much attention to this, writing it off as another fushigi Loki mystery, which wasn't an unusual occurrence after she learned that he was related somehow to a god. She was much more interested in what Loki's tongue was currently doing.
Omake: Dead Man's Float
Loki sighed walking into a building that he normally avoided at all costs—the pool. He had come early, hoping that he could get changed without the presence of Heimdall. Perhaps he could look at the water and get over that queasiness before the taunting began. Unfortunately for Loki, Heimdall had gotten there two periods early just so he could be there when Loki walked in. After all, he wanted to start his heckling as soon as possible.
"Hello Loki, I heard the water is nice and balmy today." Loki sent Heimdall a death glare. "Awe, you don't look excited to go swimming and get all wet. Isn't that a shame?"
"You will pay for this."
"Oh, I very much doubt that Loki. You may not even survive today's class. Too bad it has to be a beginner's course though. Some of the advanced classes have to dive as well. But you wouldn't even put your head under the water and you'd be removed from the class in a day or two. Now that wouldn't be fun, would it?" Loki didn't respond.
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"Alright class, I realized that this is a class for beginning swimmers, but everyone here probably still has different skill levels, so for today, I'll be testing everyone individually.
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"Higashiyama-san, you seemed too advanced for this clas."
"Yes, but this is the only Physical Education class that will work with my schedule, so the dean allowed my to take this class."
"Ah, I see. When then, you can help me out with some of the more instructional needing students."
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"Alright Farbautisen-san, you seem to have a decent ability in the most basic of strokes even though you look very uncomfortable in the water. Would you please perform a dead man's float?"
"A what?!"
"Hold your breath, put your face in the water and let your arms hang freely. This is one of the several survival floating techniques used in open water."
"No… I can't… not underwater…" protested Loki incoherently.
"Farbautisen-san?"
It was too much. He needed something to hold onto. The water… too much water… Loki scrambled as fast as he could to the edge of the pool and held onto the side for dear life. His face had gone pale and was almost ready to pass out. Heimdall smirked internally—this was better than killing him.
"Higashiyama-san, helping me get him with out of the pool! We need to get him down to the nurses' office quick."
"No, he'll be fine once he gets out the water. He just has an irrational fear of dunking his head underwater. That's why he's in the beginner's class even though he knows how to swim."
"Higashiyama-san, you know Farbautisen-san?"
"Yes, he's one of my best friends. A while ago he had a really bad experience and has been afraid ever since. He hoped that by taking this class he could overcome his fear," informed Heimdall looking concerned.
The teacher was relieved, Loki's color was already coming back and he had regained coordination. "Don't worry Farbautisen-san; I'll do the best I can."
Loki groaned. You will regret this day Heimdall. I swear.
---omake credits---
This is for Alaska Boy cause he asked for it so much. Hope you liked it.
Author's Note: Hi! Sorry I'm slow on this chapter the other story took a bit longer than I thought. It's posted now if you didn't notice, or haven't read it yet. I decided to call it "Locked In", and it's only PG13.
Here's something interesting. I watched "classic baseball" today on Classic Espn—and not a re-run game either. It was a live game from Massachusetts with the Hartford Senators and the Pittsburg Hillies. They were using the rules from 1892—including 7 balls and 3 strikes! The Senators won 14 to 12.
To Bibliomaniac: Oh, I have more surprises in store for Loki.
To Ytak: Sorry you got confused with the omake. I had to do it that way because it wouldn't have made sense for me to put it at the end. This chapter the omake is at the end, although its long enough to be a real chapter—almost. And that was one of my favorite lines too.
To akuweaselgirl: No need for the sneak peaks. Now you can read the story.
To deachan: Well, I updated. And I'll start writing this story again.