Chapter 28: Revenge

Heimdall didn't like the events of the past ten weeks. Not only had teasing Loki in swimming class become dull after a while, it also became less and less effective too. It almost seemed that Loki wasn't terrified by the vast amounts of water surrounding him. Heimdall wasn't surprised about that however. He knew that Loki wouldn't let anyone see him distressed for prolong periods of time and had probably come up with some kind of mental barrier. But ever since that class Mayura had gone to, Loki's attitude in the water changed. Loki was enjoying the class! Sure, Heimdall expected Loki to not be depressive during the whole thirteen week semester--laughter was the primary mental protection for the Trickster god. But Heimdall knew that the only way Loki could have possibly have pulled down his swimming trunks on the last day of class was if he was actually swimming underwater. Loki… swimming… under the water… just didn't make sense. Loki would never, ever swim underwater. No matter the reason. Unless he shaped shifted into an aquatic animal, like a fish or something, and Heimdall knew that Loki hadn't done that either. So that left only one option, and it scared Heimdall. Loki, his mortal enemy, had somehow overcome his susceptibility to water.

Still lost in thought Heimdall opened the door to the house that he and Freyr shared. All the lights were off except for those in the dinning room and he didn't hear the normal noise that accompanied Freyr where ever he went. "I'm home," announced Heimdall as he tossed his coat onto the sofa. Now, if Heimdall wasn't so worried about the situation with his mortal enemy, he would have realized that something was wrong since Freyr was always home to great him. But as it was, Heimdall was too busy to notice such things and walked into the dinning room.

Looking up from the floor, Heimdall gazed upon a sight that would forever haunt his sleep.

Loki was sitting seiza at a traditional Japanese table full of food and drinks. He was wearing his black overcoat instead of his preferred red one, and a white apron.

"Loki…? What are you doing here?" asked Heimdall suspiciously.

"Please, sit down Heimdall-chan! I made this dinner just for you!" responded Loki with a cute smile on his face.

Not sure what to do, since he still didn't understand Loki's plan, Heimdall followed the directions given to him. "This food is for me?"

"Sure it is," answered Loki as he held some food out to Heimdall on chopsticks.

"You didn't poison it did you?"

"Of course not, just seeing your cheerful smile, makes me ever so happy!" Loki said cheerfully. Heimdall's expression quickly changed from shock to disgust and finally to utter revulsion.

"Now, eat up."

"Ahhhhhh! Get, get… get away from me!" screamed Heimdall as he ran out of house, away from Loki as fast as possible.

Loki began to laugh. Making sure to take the apron off first, Loki stood up and walked in front of a small red light. "You might be the god of Schemes Heimdall, but never mess with the god of Tricks." That said Loki reached out and pressed the 'stop' button on the video camera.

"I have to thank you Dark Dragon Nidhogg… that was a great idea."

Author's Note: This was a long awaited chapter I'm sure. I hope I did Loki proud. I like he would have been happy. I was laughing my head off writing this.

Sorry about the slow updates though. I've been in a slight writer's block and wasn't motivated to post… geez… I'm just lazy. But I'm getting back! Finally started chapter 42 and plowing (although slowly) through it. Cross your fingers and hope the writer's block is gone.

To (well, whoever you are): Fan girls are creepy.

To Lare: Yeah, the world probably should explode, but there are things happening (I will explain in the story eventually) that are causing the changes in both Loki and Mayura. And yeah, the chapters do get longer, much longer very soon.

To Ytak: Sorry, those other two times are not going to be explored. It was just something to explain why Loki was becoming wary of Mayura's insightfulness. About the grammar, I don't mind. Let me know so I can fix it. And why can I write fanfics? One, it's the summer and I'm unemployed. Two, I'm an obsessive Loki fan… not just Matantei Loki either. Three, anime and studying Japanese is what I do for fun. If I'm not doing science related crap, I'm watching/reading/writing anime and/or fanfics.

To Manda-chan: The connection will come even more into play if you can believe that! Hold onto your hat.

To Shelby: Glad you like my story, and translations sent.

To Bibliomaniac:
1.Yes, Mayura is quite modest. I know public display of affection in Japan today has gone well beyond holding hands… but I had to make Loki suffer a little now didn't I? And I needed to set Mayura's… ah… attitude about such things so she remains in character during my story. I mean, if she allowed Loki to hold her or more in pubic, what would happen inside the house? And they live in the SAME house! Oh boy! So yeah, for now I guess Mayura's going to act a little modest.
2. Mayura is 23/24 years old by my story line, and she looks the same. Of course older and perhaps a bit more filled out, but still Mayura.

To Malster: Of course not. No one was… drooling. (What's that puddle on your shirt then? Oh! Be quiet!)