~ Chapter 2 ~

Morning did not come as fast as Loki would have liked. He couldn't sleep and this urgent feeling that he had to leave now wouldn't go away.

"Good morning, Father." Loki greeted as soon as the door closed behind his parents, "Mother."

"Good morning, my son." Frigga returned with a smile. "What brings you here this early?"

Loki didn't admit to having sat outside their room for a good hour already.

"I'm here to tell you and father that I'm going to the Realm of the Elves to study their magic."

He could see the faint disapproving glint in his fathers eyes but it was nothing new so he just let it roll of him like water.

"How long will you be gone?" Odin asked.

"Maybe a half year to begin with. Longer if needed." That was the truth anyway. "The difference between the light, dark, and black elves are sometimes paper thin but also worlds apart so it could take years to fully understand it."

Frigga looked at her son and then her husband and through a quick decision she turned back smiling at her youngest. "I wish you a safe journey and that you return to us as soon as possible." She took him into her arms and hugged him close.

"I will mother." Loki returned the embrace.

"When will you leave? You will need a few days to prepare your journey." Frigga had taken full control over the conversation, something that always happened when they talked to their youngest son.

Loki shook his head. "I'm sorry mother, but I'm leaving within the hour. I want to travel light so that I can go between the realms without gathering to much attention."

"You always followed your own path." The Goddess kissed Loki on the forehead. "God speed and return to us safely."

It was a short mute communication between father and son. Since Loki could tell his father was disappointed that one of his sons chose to pursue the magic of a sorcerer instead of the way of a warrior. It had always been like this. Ever since he showed the ability to do small things with little practice.

Some things never change.

Loki took a quick farewell to his parents and headed back to his rooms, ready to get his things and leave Asgard.

When he walked inside his room he was pushed from behind and the door closed behind him and his attacker. The dark haired God swirled around and to his fear he saw an angry Thor standing inside his room.

"Why are you leaving?" came Thor's dark voice.

All of the tricksters warning signals went into high alert and he actually considered his chances of jumping out the window than face Thor.

"Yes."

"Why?" The thunderer stalked closer to his prey.

"To get away from you, you oaf." Loki didn't back of or show any of the fear inside as his brother came closer and closer. "It's the only way to make sure you do not do anything stupid."

"Stupid? You dare call my feelings stupid?"

Loki threw his hands up to demonstrate his point. "Stupid. Dangerous. Suicidal. Take your pick. The fact remains that should anyone even get a hint of your feelings then there's no one standing between us and only the Norns know what."

They were now standing chest to chest and the anger still radiated from Thor in waves. Loki really wanted to make a break for the window but he also knew if he backed away now then there was no way their future encounters would end any better.

"I'm not the idiot who keeps forgetting the consequences for his actions." Loki spat.

"And I'm not the coward who runs away and hide. I heard you talking with father and mother."

"Then I truly do not understand why you can't understand that this is the only way. Because you refuse to give up on your feelings then the only option left is to put distance between us until you've overcome your infatuation."

"Infatuation?" If possible, Thor grew even more angrier. The sky outside started to mirror his temper. "You dare ridicule my feelings as an infatuation? How dare you!"

"They are an infatuation, and a deadly one. You are a coward. A coward who hides in the shadows and do not even consider the consequences-"

Thor seized Loki by his arms and threw him onto his bed. The force which Loki was thrown made him bounce upon landing on the soft furniture. Loki threw himself toward the other side of the bed but his foot was caught and pulled back. With a strength rivaling a giant, Thor pinned Loki on the bed while crawling on top of him.

Desperate to break free, Loki fought with all his strength but he could feel his skin bruising under Thor's abuse and his limbs screaming in protest.

"No! No! No!" chanted Loki.

Their bodies pressed flush against each other Loki could feel his brother's desire against him and it scared him. His hands were held over his head.

"Don't do this. Please, don't-" Loki pleaded before his lips were caught by Thor's.

The kiss reflected everything between them: anger, frustration, desperation, fear, desire, and a lonely love.

Thor pushed past Loki's lips and slipped his tongue inside. The intrusion stopped Loki for a moment, unused to being on the receiving end of an embrace it actually took him a moment to catch up to what was happening and by then Thor was brushing against his tongue and tasting him without reserve.

A moan almost escaped Loki's mouth when he was jolted back to reality by the flash of their father's disappointed face and the moan stuck in his throat like vomit.

He stopped struggling, simply going limp in his brother's grip.

The sudden change did not go lost on Thor and when he broke the kiss and raised his head to look at the other his breath froze in his lungs.

Tears spilled from Loki's green eyes and rolled silently down his face. His lips, swollen from the brutal kiss and the bleeding from the corner of his lower lip. Thor's teeth must have cut him but he hadn't even noticed. He hadn't notice because he was to caught up in his own anger and hurt from accidentally overhearing Loki telling their parents he was leaving. The knowledge that Loki was planning on leaving without telling him had been heartbreaking, his soul had cried out in pain that had quickly translated to anger and fury.

He had taken it all out on Loki. The one he said he loved above all else. He had disregarded any rational thoughts and simply acted out on his pain, not noticing what his actions caused.

He had hurt Loki. He had violated the one he had sworn to himself to protect, the one he would never leave behind.

Thor jerked back on his haunches and looked at the unmoving Loki who just stared at him through crying eyes.

How far would he have gone? Would he even had noticed? Would he had noticed if he raped Loki?

Raped!

The thought made Thor so sick he jumped of the bed and ran from the room, leaving the aftermath of his actions behind.

Loki stared at the ceiling as his tears didn't want to stop. He didn't have the strength to move.

"Thor? What's wrong?"

The thunderer turned around sharply, his face white and shaking. Behind stood Sif.

TBC