Here is a little drama and angst filled Christmas present to y'all.

By the way everyone I'm listening to we are young by fun while writing this and unf it's just so inspirational and cool and I feel like I should be getting incredibly wasted with my friends running through fields or something while listening to it. But instead I'm getting wasted on tea and writing fanfiction.

Ignore me.

"Best fucking first day ever" Tony declared, grinning at Loki over his huge bowl of ice cream. 'How the hell wasn't this guy overweight?' "you're a terrible influence" Loki muttered "I never skip" Tony smirked and took another giant bite of his coffee ice cream while Loki spun his spoon around his tiny bowl of mint chocolate chip. "Well get used to it, the one class I went to was horribly boring. We're going to have to be skipping all the damn time." Loki let a smile curl his mouth at the possessive tone in Tony's voice, oh that just made his stomach knot up. He checked his phone and saw a few texts from Victor and Raven….interesting that Logan hadn't tried to see where he was, he must be incredibly pissed.

"we probably should go soon" he finally said, pulling his gaze away from those gorgeous eyes of Tony's, ugh this man would be the death of him.

"Sure" Tony said, noticing the way Loki glanced down at his phone as subtly as he could. And he felt his insides knot up, what had happened to him? He could see the way those thin black eyebrows knitted together over the bright green eyes. There was some anguish in his eyes, a hopelessness that was so cold and harsh that it gave him goosebumps. He stood up and pulled out his wallet to go pay but Loki glanced up and put a long fingered hand on his arm. "Hey no, I'll pay" Tony laughed "oh god no, you are way to pretty to have to pay." Loki snickered "that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard" Tony reached over and ruffled his hair "but it's true, someone like you should have people begging to pay for you"

Hah, he had made that gorgeous snow white skin turn bright pink, mmm he was good. Tony sauntered over to the cash register and pulled out a 10, handing it to the girl who had been staring at him and Loki the whole time they had been there. She raised her eyebrows at the cocky look he gave her. "Nice" she muttered taking his money and punching it into the register. "I know" he said, feeling on top of the world right now "keep the change" he grinned at her as she tried to hand him back a few dollars. "Oh cool, you've got a good one there" she said to Loki, who had come up to stand beside Tony. "Apparently" the paler boy drawled, taking the taller teen's arm and tugging him away. "Sorry but I've got to get home before the school calls my house so I can explain to my mom." Tony let himself be pulled away by Loki, enjoying how his cool skin felt against Tony's bare arm. "What are you going to say?" he asked, a little confused, his father would never believe him if he tried to come up with an excuse for skipping…..but then his father wouldn't care enough to even listen to a flimsily constructed lie. His father didn't care enough to get angry at him for skipping, not anymore.

"Probably the truth, I had a terrible morning and decided to take a break with a friend"

Tony stopped walking and pulled on Loki's arm slightly to stop him from walking "why was your morning terrible?" Loki glanced down and bit his lip, and oh did that just kill Tony, did this boy have any idea what that did to him? "I just…I don't want to talk about it" slowly Tony nodded and started walking again "Loki…..we all have some shit in our pasts you know. Everybody has something horrible that's happened to them. And…..if you want….you can talk about it with me." Loki was staring at him, he could tell but Tony kept his gaze fixed firmly ahead, because if he looked over and saw those huge, kohl-lined eyes staring just at him….well….he wouldn't be responsible for his actions. "Even you? You have something horrible?" Tony shouldered his backpack trying to hide the shudder that had run through his body "especially me"

The rest of the walk home was silent with Loki glancing over every once and a while to see Tony, staring straight ahead, lost in his own thoughts, and pretty depressing thoughts if you were judging by the intense look on his face. When they finally got to Loki's house he had to grab Tony's hand to stop him from walking right past it.

"Here" he said quietly, taking in how there was only one car in the driveway, not his mother's cute little Subaru but Thor's huge, beat up pickup. 'Shit' he thought, knowing Thor as he did there would be friends over, playing video games, pouring vodka into their soda cans and generally being loud and obnoxious. "you should go" he said, adjusting his leather messenger bag around his shoulder, and then because Tony's expression was so horrible and hurt just then he stepped forward and hugged him.

Tony stiffened as Loki hugged him, the shorter boy's head just reaching his chin. He smiled past the pain that his words had caused. 'God what the hell was up with him? When had he become so affected by the words of others?' but no thinking right now, not when Loki's skinny arms were around him and he was enveloped in the scent of incense and shampoo. "Sorry" Loki muttered into his chest "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, it's just that my brother is home and he hates all my friends so you probably shouldn't come in." Tony wanted so badly to kiss him then, to kiss all the fear and loathing out of Loki's voice. Kiss him until neither of them could think about the terrible people around them, until neither of them could think of anything except the other.

But Loki was pulling away and looking over his shoulder at the house, and Tony knew he had to leave, to venture into a place that caused a shadow to cross his face. So Tony stepped towards him again and quirked an eyebrow at the house. "You've got my number, call me later alright? I'll come break you out any time you want." Loki smiled up at him, his green eyes big and sparkling again, long black hair falling into those eyes, blown forward by the wind. Tony raised his hand and smoothed his hair back leaning down to peck his cheek. "Have a good night Lo"

The boy smiled, his cheeks turning bright pink again "You too Tony"

Loki didn't turn back to look at Tony, because he knew that if he did he would run back and never leave him. What was this? Certainly not love, that would be ridiculous and cliché, and besides love was that butterflies in your stomach at the sight of them feeling. The wanting to scream and throw things at them one second and want to kiss them until their insane the next, and as much as he hated it, as much as he tried to crush it, love was Thor.

But there was something about Tony, something that spoke of comfort and security about him. Loki knew that all he had to do is say yes and Tony would do anything for him. After one day he knew this, and that…..there was something demented and wrong in that. No one should feel something like that so quickly, it was odd and weird and surely whatever this was would end soon and dramatically.

Maybe it was best if he stayed away from Tony, he shouldn't pull him into the mess that his life was. It would just destroy them both in the end.

When he reached the door he paused a moment, desperate to glance back, but he knew Tony would still be standing there, waiting to see that he got inside safe. So he pushed down his rising panic and opened the door, shutting it quickly behind him without looking back.

Thor, Volstagg, Hogun, Sif, and….Fandral were all in the main room. He could hear them, shouting over the noise of whatever violent video game they were playing. Loki shook his head and dumped his backpack on a kitchen chair, wandering over to the fridge to grab some berries or yogurt. Some people have junk food cravings, Loki has health food cravings. Yes, he's a weirdo.

"Lo….ki" came behind him, a long drawling tone in the voice as Fandral savored his name. "piss off" Loki muttered, spinning around just as Fandral took a few steps closer, putting his arms on either side of Loki, trapping him against the closed door of the fridge. "Oh baby, that's not very nice. Don't you remember our deal?" he could still hear the to-loud sounds of Thor and his friends, even if he screamed it would be hard for them to hear. "The deal is done Fandral, I did what you wanted at the party and I never told, just like you never told Thor anything. You can't keep doing this." Fandral smirked, his stringy blonde hair falling across his face "no see here is the thing babe; I'm still keeping your dirty little secret so you still belong to me. I can do whatever I want to you." He moved his hand trailing long fingers down the side of Loki's face and down his torso, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. "Come on Loki, you enjoyed it, don't lie and say you didn't. You probably pictured Thor in my place; I remember the way you moaned." Loki took advantage of one less arm blocking his escape and pushed him back, skittering away from the man. "Don't mistake screams for help as moans Fandral, and I swear that if you do anything like that to me again I will destroy you." Fandral snickered but stayed where he was, leaning against the fridge. "Hah. Little, baby, Loki, you think you can destroy me? I'd like to see you try." Loki didn't know what would have happened in that kitchen if his mother hadn't come in the door just then. Not that he would ever admit it to anyone but the look in Fandral's narrow eyes was terrifying him, he was half expecting to be thrown down and violated again, right there in the kitchen. But then his lovely mother walked in, her sharp, intelligent eyes assessing the situation. "Fandral, shouldn't you be with Thor Dear?" the man nodded and grinned easily at Loki and Frigga. "Course Mrs. Frig, just messing around with Loki" Frigga didn't return his smile, just raised her eyebrows at the two teenagers "Oh and tell Thor to turn the volume down will you." It wasn't a question; Loki almost smiled at the authority and power in his mother's voice but he could still feel the ghost of those fingers on him and the ugly, evil words that Fandral had uttered without a care drowned out the wonderful words that Tony had said earlier. Fandral turned and left the room, his eyes lingering, practically dripping off of Loki with lust and a promise, and Loki knew that he wasn't giving up. He would be back. Frigga didn't notice, she was watching her youngest son with concern and when he noticed her gaze she held up her cell phone.

"The school called me darling; you only went to first period today, why?" Loki walked over to the fridge and grabbed his yogurt cup (finally!) and a spoon from the drawer and went to go sit at the kitchen table. Frigga sat down next to him, staring hard at him, concerned.

"This morning was horrible, I was late to school. And….so Thor drove me…." he trailed off, not sure how to tell his mother that he had spent the whole ride staring at his gorgeous, perfect, older brother and imagining what would happen if he pulled off the road and grabbed Loki and kissed him. And Loki would push him into the backseat and trail a hand down his chest and pull at his golden hair and watch desire and love overtake his expression.

"You had a fight?" she guessed, lines appearing on her forehead as she tried to understand the odd look on Loki's face. "Kind of" he said, though that was a complete lie. It had been a quiet trip with Thor blasting his stupid music and Loki making the occasional sarcastic comment about the stupidity of said music whenever he felt he had been silent to long. "And then I was showing this new kid around….and he was really nice and so that was good but Logan was all pissy today, I don't know why." He pouted, forever confused by the odd behavior of his best friend. Frigga smiled slightly "oh honey I'm sure our Logan will tell you soon" Loki looked at her a moment, considered asking but then shook his head "and anyways so the new kid, Tony wanted to skip and I just couldn't handle school today so I went with him."

He closed his eyes and rubbed at his forehead, already feeling a headache trying to sneak up on him. Ugh why was his life so horrific and drama-filled? "Ok" was all Frigga said and he cracked open an eye to stare at her with an incredulous look on his face "I'm not in trouble?" she smiled "no I don't think so" he smiled back at her, thanking god that he at least had one person in his family that he could always count on.

Well my darlings I've just realized that I took up like 4 chapters just for one day, ick that is a hella long day. I promise I won't do that again, it drags the story out way too much. But anyways I'm finally starting on the actual plot of this story lol took long enough. So how did you like it? Let me know what you think! Also if I get hmm….let's say 5 reviews for this chapter I'll get Loki drunk next one. And you know what drunken Loki means? Slutty Loki. Yeah.