- Disclaimer: Matantei Loki Ragnarok belongs to Kinoshita Sakura.

Ah, My Loki-sama!

written by Kurosu

- Chapter Seven.

"Ano, Loki-sama," Mayura started, uncertain about the situation they were. She poked her head around the corner, and just down the street was her school. She looked down to her side, where Loki stood, impatient with her hesitance, "are you sure about this?"

"Of course," he sighed, "This will be the only way I know you'll be safe and stay out of trouble."

Feeling insulted, she pouted at him and stuck out her tongue in defiance, "Bleh, I'll show you how safe I can be!" She started to march off, but he tugged her hair, pulling her back. "Kya! Loki-sama!"

He twirled the ends of her hair between his fingers playfully and kissed the tips, making her blush. "Remember, I'll pick you up after school. So stay here. And. Do. Not. Leave."

She huffed and puffed, a mixture of anger and embarrassment, wanting to pull her hair out in frustration at being treated like a child... by a child, who was really a god, but still, it was ugh, out right annoying! Satisfied with her cute reaction, he shooed her off, like a parent sending his child off to school on the first day. She stomped away, with a red face and steam blowing out of her ears, and he just chuckled, watching the interesting mortal disappear through the gates.

So another day of math class, but this time, the numbers weren't bothering her as much as a certain god did. The look on his face every time he teased her to rile her up, she couldn't help but think about it and blushed. He seemed to do that every chance he got, mainly to her but he did pull a few pranks on Narugami, but geez, if this was how he passed the time in Midgard, she wondered how he acted at home.

Now she felt terrible, thinking about how her wish had forced him to remain on earth, away from his home, and even poor Yamino, missing his father, came down to stay by his side. So touched by the love, she unknowingly sniffled and rubbed her eyes, wiping the moistness away before she started crying at her selfishness that kept families apart.

"Daidouji, are you okay?" she heard her teacher's voice ask.

She looked up and blinked, hoping her eyes were normal enough to pass for being okay. She was about to reply when Koutaro raised his hand, "Sensei, I don't think Daidouji-san is feeling well. I'll take her to the nurse's office."

Now all eyes were on a shock Mayura, who still had no clue to what was happening around her, which was typical of her in match class though, but when this weird girl sat there, one moment looking annoyed and pissed off, then suddenly did a 180 turn and blushed like no tomorrow, followed by depression and guilt swallowing her whole, there was something definitely wrong.

The teacher made the right decision by agreeing to Koutaro's suggestion, allowing the two students to leave the classroom, both oblivious of Koutaro's fangirls glaring at Mayura's back, though she did shudder at the strange feeling. She walked quietly, side by side, next to the handsome blonde, and he periodically glanced over to her, wondering whether he ought to break the silence.

"You were making all sorts of faces today," he started, staring upwards, and she looked at him, "I've never seen anyone so expressive before."

She blushed when he turned to her, a smile so kind yet teasing too, reminded her a lot of Loki, so her automatic reaction after that was puffing up her cheeks in annoyance, "I'm not here to amuse you, Koutaro-kun."

"Haha, I know, but you're so cute. It's hard not to notice..."

After he said that, he quickly looked away, hiding his blush from his sudden, unintentional confession, but luckily, Mayura was a lot more dense than that, a bit confused on whether he was trying to compliment or insult her looks, having an odd color hair and demonic-colored eyes, which made her stand out in a crowd yet also separated her from others too.

"Ahem," he coughed, "anyway, um, I was wondering if you had time after school."

"Hm, well I just go home," she said with a shrug, "Papa worries too much."

"Ah I see..."

"Why do you ask, Koutaro-kun?"

"Err well," he hesitated, not sure why he was suddenly so nervous to suggest an outing with her when he could easily invite any of his friends. Sure, he liked her, but it was a few easy words to say, "I... wanted..."

"Oh! We're here!" she announced, haven't quite heard Koutaro's start of his invitation, with hand on the door knob of the nurse's office. "Thanks for walking with me, Koutaro-kun!" she beamed.

"Ah sure," he smiled, hands stuffed in his pocket. "Let's do something together some time," he said quickly and casually and then walked off like the cool, popular guy that he was, even though his heart was beating 200 beats per minute.

Loki had just taken a sip of tea when he just stopped and put the cup down, returning it to the saucer. He and the others - excluding Daidouji who went to see a client alone, so Loki was in his original form - were in the middle of lunch, but a strange prick of a feeling had hit a nerve. His thoughts immediately went to Mayura, but he was certain she wasn't in any danger, or else his whole body would be screaming that to him, yet he couldn't explain why he was very bothered by it.

Yamino, seeing the disturbed expression of his father's face, tried to remain calm, "Is it not to your liking, Loki-sama?"

"Hm? Oh no, it's delicious. I was thinking about something."

"Ho~ I bet it's Daidouji!" Narugami laughed.

Loki glared at him, "It's not that. You guys don't feel it?" Yamino and Narugami exchanged questionable looks, as he continued, "It's almost like, a disturbance from Asgard."

"Uuh," Narugami eyed his friend, "You did return father's ring, right?"

"You mean this?" he pulled the said golden ring out of his pocket and grinned.

"The brunette just rolled his eyes, "Father's gonna be pissed."

Yamino blinked, "So what exactly did you put in the box, Loki-sama?"

"Oh nothing much," he smiled mysteriously, which was a totally bad sign for them, and returned to drinking his tea.

Of course in Asgard, Odin had just received the box that was sent from Midgard, already feeling smug about forcing the thief to return what was rightfully his. He really didn't care about one missing ring from the lot of thousands, only wanting to prove that he was the badass, all-knowing god in charge, and no one was about to pull one over his eyes while he was around, especially not that blood brother of his.

He lazily opened the box, one flap at a time, and upon seeing a piece of paper, he unfolded and read the words: "Fit for a king. From your brother, Loki."

He rolled his eyes and dug through the layers of tissue paper to find the content that he wanted, but Odin was not a happy god. He grimaced, letting his fingers run over the object, and eyed his servants, and with one look, they scurried away in fear, leaving the god of all gods fuming in his own anger.

Odin pulled out the object and set it aflame, torching the gaudy rhinestone butterfly ring from Mayura's princess childhood days to something smelly and unrecognizable.

As promised, adorable, little Loki returned to Mayura's high school to pick her up that afternoon and soon found himself surrounded by many of the school girls, who found his appearance just darling and cute - so much for not trying to stand out on Midgard. But who said he didn't love the attention. Of course it was easy to pretend to be the cutest and sweetest boy on the entire planet.

"I wish I could take you home!" some girl squealed.

"Your sister or brother must be so lucky to have you!"

"Let me hug you!"

"Let me kiss you!"

"Marry me!"

"Err, isn't that illegal?"

Okay, so Loki could do without the attention of female mortals and prayed that Mayura would hurry up. He was spending valuable time waiting for her, so degrading for a god of his status. Peeking over the girls, he could see a flash of pink, and quickly excused himself because his sister had arrived. All saddened by the cute boy's leave, they kept their eyes glued to his person as he made his way over to Mayura, and all gasped at the information, "That weird girl has such a cute brother?!"

Loki had noticed immediately of the cheerful smile she wore speaking to the male student beside her and mentally frowned, because she only gave those particular smiles to him. But he expertly masked his dislike of the new face and greeted Mayura normally, with a slight pout, "Nee-san, you're late!"

"Ah, Loki-sa-err, Loki-kun!" she sweatdropped, totally forgot about Loki picking her up, "Sorry sorry!"

"I didn't know you had a little brother, Mayura," Koutaro looked surprised, thought he knew the general stuff about his classmate.

"Ah, ye-yeah..." she rubbed the back of her head, nervously.

Loki sighed at the terrible face of a liar, but he changed the topic, wanting to find out more of his male mortal because he was being too familiar with his 'sister,' "And who is this, nee-san? Your boyfriend?"

"Mou, Loki-kun!" she puffed up her cheeks. Whether out of embarrassment or anger, neither of the two males could tell, but from Koutaro's blush, Loki had an idea of the young man's intentions. "Don't be so rude," she scolded.

"Iya, haha," Koutaro chuckled nervously, "I'm just Mayura's classmate, Kakinouchi Koutaro."

"Oh?" he looked at the older boy slyly, "You seem interested."

His words implying that Koutaro had a particular interest in Mayura, which the guy didn't deny, but that statement made Koutaro take a careful look at the boy before him. For being a small brat, he sure had keen eyes, and there was something in those green orbs that was almost frightened, as if he knew more than he let on, maybe even creepy coming from such a precocious child.

Mayura looked at Loki, then Koutaro, and finally back to the boy, since the two were having some sort of silent stare down. She interrupted them, taking Loki's hand and apologizing to her classmate, "Sorry, Koutaro-kun, I should take Loki-kun. Perhaps we can hang out another time."

"Ah right. Of course."

"See ya, Koutaro-kun," she waved and pulled a very unsatisfied Loki along like he was behaving like a bad child.

The two walked through the gates, right by Loki's and Koutaro's fangirls, all glaring at the bubbly, pink-haired weirdo. It wasn't like Mayura noticed, but Loki certainly did, not liking the vibe the girls gave either, and gripped the girl's hand tighter. He started to walk faster too, now his turn to drag her along.

She began to notice his brooding silence as she stumbled after him, "Loki-sama~! You're walking too fast!"

He stopped and released her hand. He raised his own to his temple and massaged it a bit, "What am I going to do with you, Mayura..."

"What are you talking about?" she rubbed her sore hand where he had gripped too hard.

He didn't realize he had hurt her, "Sorry."

"I don't know why you're in such a bad mood now," she looked at him, steadily meeting his eyes, "I thought those girls all over you would make you feel better."

He raised a brow at her comment, finding the strange tone of her voice interesting because he swore there was a bit of jealousy laced beneath it. He didn't even realize that she had even noticed him with the group of girls, but the scene was probably hard to miss either way, but because of this distinct reaction from her, he was in a better mood, wanting to test how far he could go with her.

"I'm sensing some displeasure here," he smirked.

She crossed her arms and raised her nose in to the air, denying such a feeling was bubbling in her chest, "Loki-sama wishes!"

He laughed, "I don't wish. I know."

"Hmmf, know it all!" She stuck her tongue out at him and stomped away, steam blowing out of her ears again, hoping to leave him behind.

He smiled, always enjoyed riling her up, and followed her, "I'm a god, remember." He had to keep an eye on her, because she was such a troublesome mortal, and never a dull moment with her.

"Oh, careful with that step," he warned, a bit late as she took the step, shoe hit a crack in the sidewalk, but she didn't fall, stumbled awkward forward, trying to regain her balance.

"Not funny," she whined, with him chuckling next to her. He held out his hand to her, lightly offering his assistance to her, and still fuming, she didn't hesitate to accept anyway, despite all his teasing and joking, he still cared. They continued their adventure home, hand in hand, a picture perfect moment that could go in to a photo album if anyone bothered to keep up with one.

CLICK! WHOOOSH~!

Oh yes, someone did. Someone was taking snapshots of these two specific people for nefarious deeds, and it wasn't too form any sort of fanclub. But, seriously, who would take pictures using a polaroid camera in this day and age? And why was such person hiding in the trashcan?!

"Heheh, I've found your weakness, Loki," the boy cackled, rising from the trashcan with the lid still sitting on his head.

Several passersby gave him sympathetic looks, shaking their heads at the sorry state of youngsters these days. He glared at them with his one left visible eye beneath his violet hair, "WHAT?! WHAT ARE YOU MORTALS LOOKING AT?! HAVEN'T YOU SEEN A GOD BEFORE?!"

"Mommy, gods live in trash cans!" a cute, sweet girl pointed to the boy.

"Sweetie, don't point at the crazy people."

Notes: Lol, okay, two updates in one day?! I must love you guys~! *hearts* And I've been inspired lately. I can't stop thinking about this story! There are so many gods that need to be added! And I wanted to get in more MayuLoki moments! It's the base of the story, ya know! *cheers*

Anyway now you know who the next god is! Poor, crazy Heimdall... I think his quest of revenge on Loki made him a little nuts. *grins* And I actually didn't plan to put in a scene of Odin, but he is not a happy god, lol. And the poor gods stranded on Midgard will face his wrath soon. I feel so evil... -kuro.