…Loki pulled Fenris to his side, held her head and softly thrust his lips to hers, brushing gently then, heating up to a subtle but passionate kiss Fenris always longed for. Fenris closed her eyes and ran her fingers through Loki's acquiescent hair and caressed it down to his muscular back. She felt him, finally, she held him close still tasting the then cold breath of his, now warm inside her mouth. Their tongues collide together, heavenly dancing across a memory, and she felt his hand stroking her hair, she felt the coldness of his hands. It was dry, freezing, almost like death. Warmth filled all of that, and now was sealed with this endless kiss.
"Is that what you want?" Loki pulled away still holding her in his arms, still with that cold look upon his face, sadly.
"Something like that" Fenris was astonished; it was perfect, almost fake.
"I don't love you Fenris, I really don't" Loki then let her go, and watched the clouds moving above him.
"Stop it" Fenris' tear glands didn't work up, instead steaming rage build up inside her, connecting it all together to one confusing emotion.
"I am merely just trying to help you" Loki answered coldly, and left Fenris angry with overwhelming sadness.
Fenris couldn't take it anymore, she didn't need this. He was abusing he back, she hates him, she wanted him dead, she needed a place to retreat herself. She couldn't control herself; she was running, she told herself to keep running, just somewhere. There was nowhere to go, and to hide, just-just, out…somewhere, besides-
"Fenris!" That voice. She halted. Balder. No, not him.
"C-chaos?"
"What happened? Where's Loki?" Chaos held her and stared into her eyes, his face fading away to her, faintly disappearing, but still slightly visible.
"Don't touch me" Fenris whisked his hand away, and sat on the nearest rock, resting her head against her wet palms, from the tears Loki caused her.
"Fenris talk to me, what's up?" Chaos squatted beside her, lifting her chin up with his fingers.
Fenris could see it now, being around Loki was suffocating but addictive, while being around Balder, no, Chaos is intoxicating but dead. She didn't comprehend what part of Loki caused her insane, longing for more. To be near him, around him, touch him, kiss him… 'Just keep focus, Fenris', she told herself. Being around Loki so much was destroying her senses and sanity. It was…mad, but lethal.
Chaos' concerned face didn't even matter anymore, throw in Iris all of a sudden who was shaking her frantically, Fenris didn't care more. She realized something…this was the first time she didn't care about Chaos, even Chaos worrying about her, his mouth moving, uttering silence from her point of view. She looked at them weakly, and maybe this could end her damage…her infinite hurt…and…Loki?
He was suddenly there…right there standing, like nothing ever happened. She looked at him sobbing, with irrational tears; she knew he was laughing at her in his heart. Mocking her feelings right up front, although he did not show it. She wanted to scream at him, scream at him for her hurt, everything that people did to her, and people still does.
"Would you mind telling me what happened?" Chaos turned around to Loki's arrival and with that Loki only gave an empty look, a frail smile then turned away from the situation.
This had only made Chaos more curiously angry, and walked behind the Assassin, trying to straighten things out with him. Fenris didn't care; she didn't care if the Knight hit him, or killed him for that matter, she didn't care any more, why should she? Iris was in front of her now, stroking her hair, placing the messed up hair in the back of the ears in an orderly way with a concerned look up on her face. Fenris knew Iris cared for her, but the sad thing is, Fenris didn't.
"Please, Fenris, don't do this, you're strong" Iris tried to give away comforting words. 'I'm really not' Fenris answered to herself, sad to see Iris trying to bring back the counterfeited Fenris, the Fenris everyone knows by, the strong, unemotional, or nothing.
"I don't know what's going on between you and Fenris, but what the Hel did you do, we just left you guys for half and hour, and now she's depressed as Hel, what did you do, seriously?" Chaos barked at the quiet Assassin, still standing there, trying to cover up every bit of emotion he had left, and covering up every little thing that happened between Fenris and him. Everything was of Chaos, Fenris thought. If she wasn't this weak around Chaos, Loki wouldn't notice the obvious too much, and now, Loki made her shake to ultimate disadvantage.
Loki shrugged carelessly, and then turned to look at the still crying Fenris. A struck of pity filled him suddenly, did he do this to her?
"What happened seriously!" Chaos was getting annoyed, he needed to know the answer, he was too concerned to care about Loki's feeling, and so he cursed at him silently.
"You" Loki hissed.
"What?"
"You did it"
"Wha-how?"
"Do you not see it?"
"See what?"
"Her care for you?"
"She IS my friend…your point?"
"It is more than the feeling of a friend, Chaos, you don't see it"
"What the Hel?"
"Can't you see, you are hurting her every day?"
"I don't!"
"You just do not realize it"
"Get to the point…seriously, Loki. You're starting to annoy me-…"
"She loves you…Balder"
"…"
To be continued…