Disclaimer: All characters respectively belong to Mr. Lee Myung-Jin and the Norse Mythology. I wish I own Loki though…(cries).

This is my first Ragnarok FF based on the original manhwa; it is not based on anything in the game, or the animation. Flames are welcomed, and please RR. I made a couple of RO FF, based on my character on the MMORPG and my friends' characters, so I never had any experience on writing Loki-Fenris pairing so, peace be with the fandom of F-L and please review!

Author's last note: To dramatize the story more…the author suggests you read this while listening to Counting Crows' 'I Am Ready For Love' or/and Incubus' 'I Miss You'. And also… it is advised that you have read at least volume 1,2 and 8 out of the series before reading my story, but really, it's not a big deal, I bet you all come here cause you're Ragnarok fans anyways…

One

Loki didn't know what he felt for, and he didn't take it for real. He had no emotions what so ever and no one knows what's under his cold eyes. 'The boy's confused', everyone said. 'I am questionable', Loki told himself. He didn't understand his feelings, he didn't understand himself, and he never did. He always wondered why Chaos, Iris, Fenris, and even Lidia are so…intriguing, so carefree to show their emotions. If it's not Iris that couldn't let her hands stay out of Chaos' aura, or Fenris with her obnoxious fluttery eyes she eyed Chaos with, or why Lidia couldn't stop staring at Loki, he didn't get it, neither did he care much.

Loki's hair covered his eyes in an awkward angle, and from second to second the wind would come back and forth to fix it away. The sun was up high, but the air was frigid, and enough cold to match Loki's heart. Now this kind of behaviour Loki understood, but that frozen heart of his, he could never reveal.

"Hey" a recognizable voice came from behind the blue-grayish head. Although he didn't look towards the voice, he knew who it was.

Loki stayed still for a moment but he greeted the voice anyways, "Hey", he finally spun around, it was Chaos.

"We're going for lunch, you've been up here for hours, coming?" Chaos' vermillion hair collapsed under the sun, but complimented his foolish grin in a way.

Loki shrugged then muttered, "No reason to stay around"

"Exactly, c'mon" Chaos sat down next to Loki, right on the edge of the highest of the highest level of the stony gate of Geffen. Silence filled them, and only the whistles of the wind can be heard between them, until Chaos decided to break it. "Why are you so secure?" Chaos' expression suddenly changed, but he softens it with a weak grin.

"Lets go" Loki stood up not wishing to discuss the idea and walked away from the reincarnated God, jumping from the high roof to the bottom of the highest level of the fortress' gate.

"Damn it, Loki!" Chaos yelled aggravated by Loki's secure behaviour and followed the Assassin.

Loki fled down the stairs quickly and at times would be seeing his tail to see if Chaos caught up with his incredible agility. He jumped the last few steps only to reveal the real world outside the fortress' gate. He could see Fenris and Iris ahead, smiling at the sight of him, then Loki wonders. What does he feel for them? He tried to reveal it, and somehow unlock his own hidden mystery, but no, he couldn't find it, not likely ever.

Loki saw Fenris, and ever since he saved her life that day in the airship, she had been turning red every time Loki touches her, even accidentally, that too, he didn't get. He knew Fenris was strange; she loved Chaos even if she knew Chaos loved Iris and not her, outlandish and foolish, he thought. Iris didn't care about Loki and still felt uneasy around him, Loki can feel she didn't like him much but occasionally abused the ability of Loki and his strength to simply carry her around. Loki innocently didn't give and is just buying her stupid lies over the time. Loki decided it was time to walk over to them, with his usual unchangeable expression and a pout that even Iris thinks is sexy on his face, he dragged himself up to the two.

"Lokiiiiii!" Iris screamed her aggravating self and jumped to his arms. Loki grunted as the 18-year old caused a sudden pressure on his arms, but he could only thank the Gods, he didn't drop her.

"Lunch is waiting, we're waiting, the Gods know why you are so…way too depressed sometimes" Iris perkily wrapped her arms around Loki's neck to help her stay in place.

"Iris" Loki hissed amused at her childishness, but continued on letting the Princess of Fayon enjoyed the service, while Fenris giggled softly in the background.

"I'm sorry Loki, my feet are killing me" Iris tried to take a dose of sympathy from Loki, but apparently from Loki's expression, she failed to do so.

Loki wanted to toss her right then to Chaos, but he was nowhere to be in sight, so he let her stay, despite his wants.

"Loki! Damn it! There you are!" Chaos' voice came from behind and with that Loki turned his heel to face the Rune Knight, eager to toss the Cleric to him. Seeing Iris in Loki's arms, Chaos let a confused and a bored face, with hesitation to even ask Iris why she kept leaping to the Assassin, and most of all, why Loki isn't bothered at all.

"What is it?" Iris noticed his face, and tried to give away a priceless smile, noticing the disappointed face in her friend's face.

"You are so selfish, he's been protecting your ass everyday out there, and you still burden him with your weight, jumping around to his arms like a wild cat…" Chaos sighed, lecturing the young heir, who is now facing Chaos with distress.

"Are you calling me fat?" Iris eyed Chaos carefully with a mean, cold look upon her face.

"What! No I didn't!" Chaos argued even more, giving a 'you're-kidding-me' look towards Iris.

Loki shook his head in disparagement, he looked around only to find Fenris' fake laugh next to him. Even not human he can see through Fenris' lies and hidden emotions. She was a terrible liar, but he couldn't bother telling her. Loki only had one question in mind…Why does she love him so much?