To All Readers & Reviewers: Thank you for the kind remarks, sorry for the long update. This chapter have actually been written about 4 months ago, but I just kept trying to fight laziness in uploading, so here you go, and six is 'probably' on its way. Once again, sorry for the LONG update. I hope you stick around! Thank you!

Five

"You do know right?"

"…"

"Don't play dumb, Balder"

"…"

"Balder, I know you know"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!" Chaos' eyes were furious, even his fiery eyes gave Loki a simple jolt, and an abrupt inquiring look. The dragon in him was revealed now, truly, this is the lost, hurt, and confused God, just like his former beloved. Loki tried to put the pieces altogether, somehow his gaze made him understand why he is the way he is.

"I'm sorry…I'm just…not used to that 'fact'" Chaos' eyes cooled down, and his face thickened with forged lies and tried to reverse Loki's expression, he knew he made the cool Assassin startled with his sudden reaction towards his former name. He didn't want to make it such a big deal, but the name hurts him, in a way.

"Sorry" Loki's contrite was vacant, it was almost as if he planned to hurt Chaos, like he means everything he said, although it was true, to Chaos, and to Loki.

"Loki, I thought of all people, you would understand what it feels not knowing who you are, but then suddenly you try to back up Fenris, and go on with the whole tragedy of lost God this, and lost love that. Believe me, there's not one day, I've never thought of who I am, my real form, or Fenris, for that matter, I just never thought of it to be such a big deal, to you especially!" Chaos' voice was desperate, like a child, but none of this made Loki see.

"I don't understand, Chaos" Loki laid his hands on Chaos shoulder's, and suddenly neared him and whispered in his ears, "…see, that is the problem" Loki, then left Chaos, with a grin on his face, almost awkward, but…human.

"Don't do it Loki" Chaos called him back, shaking his head, and laughing with sympathy all of a sudden.

Loki didn't turn around, but he halted, seeing if Chaos had anything else smarter to say to him that maybe he should reconsider.

"I know why you always walk away from conversations like these" Chaos smiled, "It's because you're scared…you're scared of revealing your true self, if you talk about emotions for long periods of time you walk away or block it, and this…well, it truly is about revealing our true selves ain't it?"

Loki didn't know what to say, he stared at the green grass below him, at the little insects crawling around for life, he questions the usual to himself, is he human…enough? A question that never was answered in the right direction, a question that made him follow Chaos and the rest for this unreachable journey, a journey without meaning, and or connection to him. It didn't concern Loki if Freya is on the move, it's not him that Freya wanted, it's the young man behind him, the child behind him, the God behind him, the lost behind him, the friend behind him…

"Maybe you think you've got it all under control, hiding under that mask everyday, you're not that good of an actor Loki, open up, Gods-damn it" Chaos' teeth gritted with happiness that is overwhelmed with anger. He walked up towards him, nearing the Assassin, and whispered, "See, THAT'S the problem" and so Chaos walked away, with a smug grin on his face, finally winning the conversation for once.

"Wait" Loki's voice was rough, almost like a defense to himself, or a dose of revenge towards Chaos. Chaos' smug grin disappeared with a sudden halt and his body turned around in an instant, folding his arms in disagreement, and shrugged, signaling Loki, he's ready for whatever he wanted to say to him now.

"You still have not answered my question"

"What question?" Chaos taunted.

"You do know Fenris loves you, no?" Loki raised his shoulders.

"That's not a question" Chaos shot.

"To my recollection, it is" Loki eyed Chaos with an 'I-win-as-usual' look.

"Does it concern you?" Chaos rolled his eyes and sighed heavily.

Loki shrugged.

Chaos hated this side of the Assassin, he was so…unpredictable and he differs from all people, and perhaps…humankind.

"Whatever" Chaos grunted and walked away with a weak sulk, and patted Loki's back in distress and confinement.