For this chapter I just want to say… guys are guys. We may hope they think a certain way, but my brothers and my father have … insisted it's different and have pounded this in my head; They go by instincts and urges, and sometimes they really can't help themselves. Hell, I'm a firm believer that every guy needs a good porn collection (girls, don't get mad at your boy if he has one, they NEED them unless you put out as much as they need), and I'm basing actions in here on that, and don't see why a god should be any different, ESPECIALLY with certain gods that popup in mythology. Don't give me any "Loki wouldn't do that!" stuff. His name is Loki after all, and he is a HE.

And some of you are going to be severely disappointed because this chapter is nowhere near as naughty as I'm making it sound. :P

Chapter 7
Seventh Night – Things That Go Bump in the Night

Nine homes I know, and branches nine

Nine… homes…

Growing from out the stalwart tree

The… Ygg…?

Down in the deep abyss

The.. Yggdrasil…

Loki-sama…

… Skuld…?!

"Loki-sama!"

"Loki-tama!"

Loki's eyes snapped open to meet the snake eyes of his son and the floating form of Ecchan. A look of relief was cast over the snake's features as he slivered off his father who was beginning to sit up.

"Forgive me, Loki-sama…"

Loki rubbed at one of his eyes. His dream… there was something about the dream he just had, but he couldn't remember it.

"You were talking in your sleep and you sounded upset, and were getting louder. I was… I didn't think you'd want to wake up Mayura and her father…" The snake bowed low.

"It's fine Yamino… it's fine…" He answered still in thought about his dream as he slowly rubbed the back of his head. The snake began slithering back to his tank. "Ah, by chance, did you hear what I was saying?" Loki asked.

The snake stopped and turned his head around to meet his father with the dark brownish green slitted eyes. "I couldn't make out much of it Loki-sama, but I do believe you said something about the Yggdrasil."

The Yggdrasil. The World Tree.

"Thank you Midgardsorm …" He told his son, and took a look at the clock. It was 6:00 am, which was way too early for him, however he doubted he'd be getting back to sleep. He couldn't remember much of his dream, but something about it had troubled him so he decided to get up and get dressed. He had a plan concerning Mayura Papa's wardrobe and Ecchan anyway, he wanted to try out. You could never get up too early for a prank.

"Ugh!" Mayura kicked the cement wall surrounding someone's house in frustration. She hated the prep school which she just so happened to be on her way home from at that moment. Her teacher was some mean old man who had a nose bigger than Sherlock Holmes, and was nowhere near as cool.

That day they had to turn in a homework assignment with over fifty algebra problems, and she did them all so she thought she was ok. But after their papers were returned at the end of the class she got hers back and almost every single problem was marked with a big red obnoxious x. She got only 5 out of 100 points, and to make matters worse BigNose-Sensei added a letter of concern to her father, and her father would NOT like it.

"Mouuuuuu." Mayura continued on, head slumped down in depression.

And even MORE disappointing, nothing suspicious had been happening around the prep school. No weird spooky looking people, no suspects, no returning runaway girls, no ghost, no aliens, no nothing. They wouldn't be able to continue to investigate the case without more clues! And since Loki's 'office', in other words his shack, was currently under construction, no additional cases could get to them either since people didn't really have a way to contact him.

She mentally kicked herself for not figuring out a way for possible clients to contact Loki-san while he was away from his sheack, but then again Papa probably wouldn't like a bunch of strangers trying to get mysteries solved showing up at their house.

Around another corner she found herself at the site of Loki's house under construction. There were still several construction workers out, and from what she could tell with her limited construction knowledge they were laying down the beams for the roof. They looked to be done with most of the frame, which they had been working on over the last couple days.

She wondered how much longer it would take. So far the design seemed to be a big western style mansion, huge, at least three stories tall. Was Loki somehow secretly rich? Surely he was to be able to afford such a building? Either way she felt the Western design fit Loki very well. She couldn't imagine him living in anything else… well anything else other than his shack. This was a much needed improvement for a Great Detective.

"Oy, Hey Daidouji!"

Mayura turned to greet the construction worker who was calling her. Over the last couple days with her stopping to watch the construction one of the construction workers was getting friendly with her, and liked talking with her oddly about anything really.

"Hi Narugami-san!" He walked up to her in his usual yellow hard hat and tool belt that held his favorite hammer. He told her once the name of the thing, and she really couldn't remember what it was. She thought it was kind of odd he named his tool anyway, but then again maybe a lot of construction guys did it. "How many more days do you think till Loki-san's house is done?"

"Well…" He turned around and looked at the frame skeleton of the house. "We'll soon begin with the plywood, electrical, and plumping, then the drywall inside, and then the boarding on the outside, and then we'll have to do the molding, and the hardwood floors, and the trimming and other random details inside cause Loki's really particular about what he wants."

"Hmm, sounds like it'll still be a while."

"Yep, you're gonna have to have him stay at your place longer I guess. Another week at least." He laughed.

"How'd you know he was staying at my place, I never told you before..."

"Eh?" He gave her a startled look. "Well… eh… I… well Loki you see… he… he's always here telling us what to do! While you're at school you see. We just know him from when he's here, and he… let it slip he was staying at your place."

"Oh…" Mayura was still a bit confused about it. Why'd he call Loki by just his name if he only was an acquaintance? Then again he did it with her too, so maybe he just didn't know any better…

She looked over the site again, and her eyes fell on the pile of rubble that had yet to be taken away. "Find anything mysterious in all the rubble?"

"Eh?... Mysterious…?"

"Liiiiiiiiike… spooky artifacts or human bones?!" She grinned leaning forward.

"…. Nope. None of that."

"Oh… I just had this… FEELING that there was something about the house that used to be here. Something… strange." She looked around the property. She always had the oddest sense of familiarity with this place, since the first day she was here and met Loki-san, and she just couldn't explain it.

She noticed Narugami was watching her. "What… something on my face?"

"N…no no. Nothing on your face. Just… Wondering if you'll take something to Loki for me." He smiled.

"Huh? What? "

"Well, we didn't find anything… mysterious in the rubble, but I did find a couple books Loki might want back."

"Want back? He lived here before?"

"What?!" The guy face faulted, and Mayura couldn't help but think he was acting odd. "Nooooooooooooo. I have no idea if he lived here before. None what so ever. It's just… we found them on his property, and I thought he might want them. He seemed like the bookish type." He was laughing again.

"Sure, I can take Loki-san some books."

"Great! Be right back, Daidoji!" He ran off behind some big truck thing she couldn't name, and after a minute or so returned with about three books. He handed them to her, and she looked over them. Nothing really that mysterious. Something on world religion, another on physics, and another that looked like Darwin's Origins of Man. Stuff she'd find in school. Boo.

"Yeah, I can take them to him no problem."

"Great then, Daidouji. You have a good day, I gotta go! Work calls to me!" He waved her off as he ran back to the ever progressing house.

She looked back down at the books and with a sigh headed back to her home.

Back home it took Mayura a while to find Loki. He was nowhere in the house, so she began to search the shrine grounds. The sky was just turning to dusk, turning a deep redish pink when she found him reading under a tree with Fenrir at his knee.

She was standing a number of yards off, books resting behind her back, watching him. From what she heard from school, most of the other girls would be envious to find she had a guy like this at home, which is one reason she was avoiding introducing him to Kaho. The girl would probably make up excuses to hang around Mayura's house if she knew.

The light was just getting to the point that it gave his hair a dark, red sheen, and just resting there he was picture perfect to her. Gorgeous. Like one of those mythical gods shot down from heaven for just for her, but better than a mythical god, he was a detective!

She smiled to herself, and at that moment he seemed to notice her. He looked up from his book and gave her one of his odd, smirks. "Hello Mayura, I didn't hear you." Fenrir lifted his head and looked at her. "Have you been waiting there long?"

"No… I just got here Loki-san. Here!" She pulled out the books and offered them to him. "The construction worker said you might want them. They found them in the lot under some rubble." Suddenly he was up, taking the books from her.

"Well… I'm surprised they survived in that rubble undamaged." He smiled at her, and her heart did that skip a beat thing again she noticed. "Thanks for bringing them to me."

She was blushing again, she knew it. "Ah, you don't have to thank me. Narugami-san is the one you should thank. He's the construction worker who found them." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'll have to thank him then, but thank you anyway Mayura, for bringing them here."

"N… No problem." She replied nervously. "I have homework I… I need to do. Bye Loki-san!" She quickly made her way back to the house, leaving the smirking young man behind.

"Mou, Fen-chan. Papa can be just so annoying sometimes. Doesn't he realize Loki-san is just being polite. Why does Papa dislike him so much? He's been a gentleman since he's got here!" She was just finishing up braiding her hair before, and was dressed in her favorite pink pajamas. Fenrir was doing his usual bark talking he did so often, when she plopped down on her bed. Immeadiantly he jumped up at her, still barking.

"He act's like Loki's the one who let all those moths into his closet! It's not Loki-san's fault Papa forgot the moth balls! He doesn't need to take it out on Loki-san, ESPECIALLY at dinner."

As she lay down, Fenrir jumped on her, barking even more. She laughed. Sometimes the dog just didn't shut up. "I know what you want Fen-chan. You want more moochi, don't you?" She teased.

A bark and a wag of his tail answered her, with some droolage buildup.

She picked him up and set him down next to her. "Well unfortunately for you, it's bed time, and if I keep feeding you moochi before you go to sleep, you're going to turn into a fat dog." She patted his nose with her finger attempting to make it seem like a lecture. "You don't want to be fat, do you? If you get fat, you won't be able to sleep in my bed with me anymore!"

More barks came from him as she turned out the light, and went back to petting him to get him to eventually quiet down.

If she could understand the Fenrir, she would have heard something along the lines of "Stupid Mystery Freak" and "GIVE ME SOME FOOD DAMN YOU! I AM NOT FAT!"

"Night, Fen-chan." She mumbled.

"Loki… san?"

Another dream?

Loki moved around in his sleep, assuming he was hearing things in his head.

"Loki-san?"

Loki opened his eyes to a dark room and waited as they slowly began to adjust to the light. Outside the never-ending repetitive sound of the rain continued, almost dulling him back to sleep, but he was certain he heard something. Someone had called his name... it wasn't in his head.

Suddenly the room was awash in light as lightning lit it up, and at the foot of his futon was Mayura, dressed in a loose wrap around kimono-style rob, hair braided to the side, looking down at him.

"Mayura?!"

Just as soon as it had come, the light was gone.

Loki's hand started fumbling to his left for the lamp when he suddenly felt her weight near his leg, on the futon with him.

"Wha… what's wrong Mayura?" He asked the darkness.

"Loki-san…" Her voice came to him, lower than usual, husky. Suddenly he felt her hand on his chest, and gently she pushed him down as she positioned herself above him, lightly pressing on his abdomen with her weight as she straddled him.

"Wha…" Thoughts were reeling through his head, all secondary to the one fact that Mayura was on him in an extremely inciting way. Did she realize what she was doing to him? "Ma… Mayura?!" He could feel the sweat now.

"Shhhhh, Loki-san..." With what little light there was he could just barely make out her shape, and as his eyes continued to adjust, he noticed her hair was braided and hanging down over one shoulder, the other shoulder alarmingly bare as the robe fell loosely around her. She looked down on him with heavy lidded eyes. "I need you." She whispered as she began to lean over him.

Needed him? Maybe he WAS still dreaming.

Her lips suddenly found his, and his eyes widened for a shocked moment before he was unconsciously kissing her back, eagerly taking her in. Soon she was urging for a deeper kiss, and he was more than willing to give in to her. This was something new with Mayura, this was DEFINATLY new. Maybe he was dreaming.

For as long as he'd known Mayura before, he had been sealed in the form of a child which actually was a mixed blessing when it came to women. They may have thought him as no more than a child, but he also had no needs or urges, even when Freya would be all over him. It made things a lot easier most of the time.

Before being sealed he was one to give into his whims, especially when it came to women, and now as Mayura's hands were passing over him, as she continued to kiss him, the places where she touched practically burning, it was slowly dawning on him it had been a long time since he was last with a woman. A very long time indeed, and here the cardinal desire was slowly rising in him as strong as ever.

Mayura may have innocently tempted him in the past, but none of it was anything on this level before, and he was having an extremely hard time saying no, not that he wanted to at the moment. As she pressed against him he was reminded that the girl he spent his days with still had the body of a woman.

His hand met the exposed skin of her thigh, heat rising at the bare contact. She broke away from him for air and instead he focused on the soft skin of her neck. Slowly his hand made its way up her thigh and a smirk formed on his lips at the discovery that she wasn't wearing anything at all under the robe. He continued to kiss her along the colar bone where his smile widened as he was rewarded with a moan from her as his other hand found a breast and gave it gentle squeeze. He could feel through the fabric her nipples were already hardened, and he found the situation take an even more agreeable turn when she finished unbuttoning his nightshirt.

Perhaps it was time to do away with the robe and pursue the sensation of skin upon skin?

Something oddly felt wrong as she began moving down his chest with eager little kisses and nips, but he didn't spend another second on the though once desire suppressed it. How could something so good feel wrong?

She came back up to kiss him and he eagerly leaned up to meet her half way. As she sucked on his bottom lip he came to the realization she was fiddling with the drawstring to his pants. With another tug at the hem of his pants the idea that something was wrong suddenly intensified, and in that moment instinct was suddenly overruled by logic.

The situation was definitely not right. He broke the kiss with a shake of his head in an attempt to clear it. Mayura. Mayura was in his room. Mayura was in his room, seducing him? Mayura? Seducing Him? Something was definitely wrong with the situation, as enjoyable as it was.

He took her chin in hand and pulled her close to study her eyes. She leaned in to kiss him again, but he kept her where she was. "What are you doing, Mayura?"

"……?" Her eyes looked at him full of confusion. "What's wrong, Loki-kun?" She whispered, hurt in her voice. The honorific along with the hurt tone began to stir up emotions in him which he quickly stomped out. There was something about her eyes that just wasn't right. Wasn't natural… and then there was THAT. The kun.

He gently pushed her off of him before standing up and finding the lamp. With a click it came on.

Now in full light he was met with the site of a rather disheveled Mayura sitting so wantonly with a large amount of skin exposed. Feelings began to stir in him again which he quickly fought. This wasn't Mayura. This wasn't HIS Mayura, as much as he wanted it to be. His Mayura, his innocently naïve, and inexperienced Mayura, was in his room, rather successfully seducing him? Who he had just encountered was an experienced and eager woman. Not the young and still certainly a virgin mystery freak he liked to indulge.

"What's wrong, Loki-kun?" Her eyes pleaded with him with the continued look of hurt. "Don't you want me?"

"Who are you?"

"What?!" She stood up and faced him, arms wrapped around herself. "I thought you liked me, Loki-ku-" She took a step forward.

"Quit calling me that." He interrupted, hand out to motion to her to keep back. He was certain of it now. "What are you?"

A she watched him a smile slowly crept to her lips and she met his gaze again. "You sure look like you want me. Is Loki-kun certain he doesn't want Mayura to help him with that?" She motioned down to his waist.

"Cheh!" Loki pushed Mayura back against the wall, pinning her and knocking the lamp over in the process, sending the room back into darkness.

"My my, aren't we rough with girls?" The thing that looked like Mayura laughed. Lightning lit up the room again for a moment, and he found himself looking into a pair of eyes that definitely weren't Mayura's. They almost glowed and had an intelligent, feline quality to them. "Do you treat all women who throw themselves at you like this? I can't imagine you getting laid much if you do."

"Whoever you are, I want you out of Mayura. Now!"

"Oh? But she's so interesting! Not only is she a disbelieving Miko, which I REALLY like, but I've never been in a human with a memory block quite like this, and my, what unique memories she has behind it, Loki-KUN."

Loki continued to pin her down with one hand as he called upon Laevateinn with the other. Within a second the staff was in his hand, and he set the moon portion of it lightly against her forehead. "Leave!" He demanded.

Under the increasing glow of Laevateinn he watched as her face scrunched up, and finally she moaned before slunking down against the wall. At the same time a shadow began to materialize above them in the room, and moved over to the floor. He set Mayura lightly down on the tatami mat floor before turning around to face the shadow of whatever it was that had possessed her, Laevateinn menacingly poised in front of him.

"Tcccccccch! Do you have any idea how painful an exorcism is?!" The cloud materialized into a small, four legged shape, and within seconds Loki was staring at the bright, intelligent eyes of a fox. White with two he counted. "Guess I need to work on my charms a bit more, eh?" it asked.

Loki made no response. "Heh. Please do be so kind as to tell me what I did wrong? I like to prefect this type of work. Was she being a bit too assertive for you? Or do you perhaps not… what's the term these days? Not sw-"

"Who are you?" Loki commanded again with ice in his voice. He didn't want it playing around with him anymore.

The fox studied him, tilting its head to the side. "Heh, I like you, Loki… sama. Not a lot of men can say no to a sexy little vixen sneaking into their room at night."

"Lucky for me I'm not like a lot of men."

"Hmmm. Indeed you aren't." The fox continued to study him. "Well, some men do have different opinions of luck obviously. Yours might be in the minority however, but never the less, I suppose that's good for your… character." The creature gave him a crooked smile. "I would have lost much respect for you I suppose if I succeeded. Mayura of course wouldn't have remembered any of it, but I can assure you she would have enjoyed it very much if she did. But then again if I succeeded it meant I could trick you, and then that in turn would mean you more than likely aren't worth a lot as help to the Master, and that's really what it all comes down to. My being here that is."

"What master?"

"My great and powerful Master who actually shares a lot of similarities with you. One thing that's different, however is that while you are no longer an immortal in your banished state, with weakened powers, my master stayed the same. Well… his powers WERE weakened slightly. I supposed being a heavenly being and then being banished has that side effect to everyone."

"Who is he?"

The fox flicked its tails, and watched for another couple of seconds before responding. "You'll find out in time, Jouten. When my master is ready, you will find out." Then with a flash he twisted around, and next thing Loki knew the sliding door was open out into the raining yard, and the fox was gone.

Loki watched Mayura as she made her father a cup of coffee. So far this morning there was nothing odd about her behavior to signal to him that she remembered anything while being possessed, which usually was the case with her in the past. Still, he couldn't be too cautious. If she found it odd she woke up in her bed with nothing except a robe, she didn't let him know. Same cheery, energetic, eager to do good Mayura as always.

"Thank you Mayura." Her father said as she set the coffee in front of him.

"What about you Loki-san, would you like some coffee?"

"No thank you, I'm fine Mayura." He stirred his spoon in his bowl of cereal to show interest in it. Cold wheat with cold milk. Dishes just became more and more odd over the years.

"If not coffee, would you like some tea?"

"Mayura, won't you be late for school?" Misao sounded annoyed.

"Not at all. I got up early today Papa so I could make sure you all had some breakfast!"

Loki smiled. "If it wouldn't trouble you, I'd love some tea."

"Tea it is then!"

As she rushed around the kitchen to prepare his tea, thoughts of the previous night invaded his mind as they did for most of the night, sadly keeping him awake. Those legs there now in a school issued uniform were under his hand, completely bare. Those lips which spoke something to her father, he knew them to be soft and surprisingly sensuous. It may have been a kitsune going through the motions, but it was still Mayura's body, the body that was now in front of him and which even though he didn't want to, he began to feel a yearning for.

He forced his gaze elsewhere, to the window, making himself think of anything else before he was noticed because he was sure by the way his face was heating up he might have been blushing. He couldn't have her father noticing his sudden interest in Mayura, or worse, embarrass himself with physical things beyond his control. Thinking of a woman in such intimate situations never did a man any good in public.

He sighed. It never before really hit him to consider her like that. Sure there had been a random dream in the past, but dreams were dreams, and nowhere near the real thing, premonitions excluded. No with Mayura, it was previously all innocent with him. Well, as innocent as could be with him.

He was a playboy, and the flirting habit was hard to break. He never seriously considered the effects of it on Mayura, he just did it for the reaction that happened then and there. He never before really considered pursuing her because he was happy enough just being with her and indulging her little detective fantasy. But thinking about it now he had to wonder what he really thought about her. He wasn't about to go ruin their friendship just because he suddenly had an itch that needed to be scratched. He especially didn't want to lead her on without being sure what his own feelings for her were. He knew he felt something for her, but what exactly he was feeling was something he was unsure of.

And then that damn kitsune had to come along and taken possession of her and attempted to seduce him using her, which in turn started him thinking about her in ways he had never before let himself consider. Feh, nasty little inconvenient thoughts. He was better than this.

A tea cup suddenly appeared in front of him, pulling him away from thinking. "Thank you." He said as she smiled down at him. He gave her a smile back before burying himself in his thoughts again.

He hadn't been able to get back to sleep last night at all. Long after he put her back to bed and made sure the kitsune wasn't around anymore he was left lying in bed, wide awake, thinking, and not just about Mayura.

The kitsune wasn't just some random magical being up to mischief, it was sent by someone. Kitsune were a creature native to Japan, not counting the common fox found all over the world, and none of the other Norse gods ever used them, so he doubted it was any of them. Which led him to consider a local being. But being local kami or foreign like himself, either way since he apparently passed the kitsune's test, he supposed he'd see this Kitsune's master when the 'master' wanted to make himself known.

Loki just preferred it if they kept his human companion out of it.

"Bye Loki-san! By Papa!" Mayura called to them from the back kitchen door. "I'm on my way to school, have a good day!"

"Bye Mayura."

"Goodbye, Mayura."

With that she ran out the door, and Loki lingered, gazing at the spot where she disappeared.

After a few moments Misao cleared his throat. Loki turned his head and when Misao saw he had Loki's attention, stated "I'm telling you right now I don't like the way you stare at my daughter."

"Whatever do you mean, Misao-san?" Loki asked, smiling behind his cup of tea. Misao didn't answer, and instead gulped down the rest of his coffer ah, that must of hurt and left the room.

Ah, poor Mayura-Papa, if only he knew.

Maybe he should just forget all his planned pranks with Ecchan and continue to stress Misao out with the old "I'm after your daughter" routine. He never really got to play at that one in his old form, and Misao looked eager to play the game.

Mayura stared at the white board covered in algebra problems, and just couldn't concentrate. She had too many mysterious things on her mind. When she had entered the prep school today there were detectives questioning the ladies behind the desk, and one of them was Papa's friend, Inspector Niiyama. Upon asking around further, she found out another girl had gone missing the previous night, a Nezumi Tategami. No one knew what happened to her, and with the disappearance of another girl the police seemed to now be looking at it as something other than just runaways.

"Alright! Remember everyone, you have problems twenty-seven through sixty-eight of page 146 to do in your workbook tonight. I expect them to be finished by class tomorrow!"

Along with the rest of the class, Mayura gathered her books and followed everyone else out, but she didn't follow them to the exit of the building. No! Now it was time to investigate.

Mayura pulled out her investigation notebook and her mystery glasses and began searching through all the empty classrooms and hallways. Every student she spotted she questioned about the missing girls, and after about an hour of going around she found she had absolutely not a single clue.

No one knew anything about what happened to Nezumi Tategami. They saw her leave class like she usually did, and no one else thought a single thing more of her, other than perhaps it was such a shame since she was so pretty. And no one had any new information on the last two girls either.

She sighed in defeat and decided maybe it was time to run off home now and tell Loki about the missing girl. Maybe he could figure out another way to find clues.

She was heading off to the main lobby when she noticed some dark, spilt liquid on the floor.

Was it a clue!?

After about another minute of staring at it, and even sniffing her, she came to the disappointing conclusion that it was just a coffee spill someone forgot to clean up, and she should go tell the janitor about it before someone slipped on it. Should she tell the ladies in the lobby, or go look for mean janitor who wouldn't help her last time when she fell on his slippery floor?

She was about to try for the first when suddenly she saw down the hallway the janitor's closet open with a mop out in front of it. She walked down to the door. "Janitor-san!... …?" The Janitor wasn't in the closet. Where could he of… there was a sudden flushing sound nearby and she supposed that was him in the men's room across the hall.

She was getting ready with how she'd tell the janitor about the spill in the hallway when something in the closet caught her eye. It was a black leather schoolbag sticking out behind a bucket. She took a step forward to get a better look at it, and the name tag with "Tategami Nezumi" written in big bold letters stood out at her.

Then she noticed below that bag was another, and another. The one right below the top had the name Toriyama Sakura." And she was willing to bet her whole week's allowance that the one on the bottom said Yamato Shiroi.

"Can I help you?" A deep voiced asked from right behind her, causing her to jump. She swirled around and came face to face with the worn aging face of the janitor.

"Ah… ano.. not really." Have to play it cool. Have to play it cool! Can't let him know I know, because IT'S HIM! IT'S HIM IT'S HIM! HE'S THE KIDNAPPER! Hahaha, I figured it out!

Suddenly she remembered an excuse. She hit her fist into her hand and went "Ah! Actually you could! I came looking for you. You see, someone was very inconsiderate and left this big old coffee spill in the hallway near the lobby an-"

"You saw them, didn't you?"

"Eh?"

"You saw THEM."

"N… No…. no no no! I didn't see anything. I don't know what you're talking about, Janitor-san." Mayura laughed nervously not even aware that the man was slowly closing the closet door behind him as he stepped in.

Ha, bet you no one DIDN'T (sarcasm) see that happening to Mayura. I was really bad at being discreet with that. :P

Ooo, I'm having so much fun planning this story out now. And I suppose I'm taking liberties with Mayura's character concerning the disbelieving Miko thing. I really have no freaking clue whether or not the whole "I don't believe in Gods" thing was an anime only thing, or also in the manga, but I'm going to assume it's in the manga too for the hell of it cause I already wrote it down and my friend who reads Japanese and has read the whole manga is out of town and I can't bug them. Phewie. I was blushing the whole time I wrote out that scene Loki/Mayu scene too because I think I'm such a perv for writing it, but the Loki/Mayu fangirl in me made me, so … hopefully any of you other fans of the coupling enjoyed it as well. If it was horrible, tell me now and I shall avoid anything similar to it from here on out:D

Next chapter is already almost finished, I'll post it maybe around Satuday. It's getting easier and easier for me to write this stuff now.

And oh yeah! Pretty please review? wonders if she gave everyone enough hints as to who the kitsune's master could be- Fufufufufuuu.

Oh, and one last question for you readers. Should I upgrade this fic from a T for Teen rating to a M for Mature? I was just wondering about that. .> I think the content of my story is perfectly fine for 13 year olds and up, but then again I'm told I put too much confidence in teens. You guys tell me. Just wondering cause if I put it with M, it won't pop up on the main page anymore for you guys to see without having to switch the thing to mature ficcies.