- Disclaimer: Matantei Loki Ragnarok belongs to Kinoshita Sakura.
Ah, My Loki-sama!
written by Kurosu
- Chapter Thirty-Five.
Eir dropped Mayura back on to the comfortable mattress, letting the girl mull over their conversation, obviously deeply worried over the subject of Loki, the trickster god of fire that had willingly returned to Midgard to be with this mortal girl. Despite her ultimate command of following Frigg's orders, Eir found the situation between the god and mortal to be rather curious, ever since the two fell in to her radar.
She studied the girl in front of her, every single emotion that flickered across her innocent face, reading her like the pages of an open book. Confusion and worry were evident, and sometimes even annoyance, but in her eyes, pure happiness and much affection with a shimmer of laughter contradicted her other feelings, and Eir wondered how anyone could hold so many emotions at once for one person.
Mortals were such strange creatures...
The sound of screeching tires echoed from outside, snapping both from their thoughts, and they turned towards the direction of the sound, which was followed by the sight of a car crashing through the brick wall of the warehouse. Eir had no reaction, but Mayura sweatdropped, gripping the skirt of her lovely bridal gown, which she had forgotten inquire about.
"Th-That's some entrance," the girl sighed, watching the trio get out of the car.
Gina tumbled out of the back window and looked at the many doors they could have used to enter the building, as Hilin kicked the driver side door off its hinges because there was no way there were going to use the vehicle again.
Fullia, strangely, got out of her seat the normal way and slammed the door, only for it to fall apart afterwards. She bounded over to Mayura, clapping, "Yay, you're awake!" She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the girl, "Sooo~ how do you like your makeover?"
"Ano," Mayura blinked and looked down at herself one more time, "I'm... not marrying anyone... am I?"
She shrugged, "I got soo~ bored~!"
The mortal sweatdropped, thinking makeovers for a hostage would be the last thing anyone would do, and Fullia seemed so interested in her that it was very nerving, practically shoving her face in to Mayura's for closer inspection of her handiwork, but she was suddenly yanked back by Hilin, "There's no time for goofing around! They'll be here soon!
"What are you planning to do, Eir-sama?" she questioned the woman in charge, having planned to let Eir do all the fighting, so both sides could wear out, and then she and her comrades would finish them off - wasn't that a coward's plan?
Somewhere along Tokyo Bay, the stretch of beautiful waters reflecting the glowing sphere of the moon, and the velvet skies were clear of clouds and littered with twinkling stars. The sound of a falcon echoed across the waters, followed by the ominous sight of one soaring through the air.
Heimdall had jumped down from a very high rooftop and landed nimbly on the ground. He had tracked down the specific energies of Asgard to this certain port and found himself surrounded by many warehouses and storage units. Gjallar had circled a specific location a few times before flying down to his master and perched on his shoulder. He quietly moved about the area, searching for any evidence of their enemies or Mayura.
He turned the corner when he spotted a huge hole in a wall and sweatdropped, pretty much assuming that he had just hit the jackpot here. He could hear an 'oh shit, they're here' and sighed, a bit late on contacting the others, not that he needed to because Loki quickly came in to view, running down the port side.
"How did you guys find this place?" Heimdall wondered.
"They contacted us," Yamino explained.
"I just arrived here too." He jerked a thumb towards the hole, "They're inside."
Loki didn't hesitate to charge ahead, with an ecstatic Freyr right behind him, and Heimdall followed them, leaving Yamino to glance at his brother, who returned his amused smile with a glare, recalling that he had scoffed at Heimdall's attempt in tracking their enemies down. 'Don't you say it, Jormungand!' he barked and scurried off.
Yamino tried not to laugh and jogged after him, in to the very dark warehouse. He could make out the figures of the gods in the distance, and Loki's voice reverberated through the place, calling out for Mayura. Heimdall tried to push back the darkness with his powers, which worked for a bit, then the whole room was flooded with bright lights. They shielded their eyes from the momentary blindness, and when their sights adjusted, Loki was the first one to be alarmed.
"Mayura!" he shouted at the sight of her dangling figure from the rafters, a sense of déjà vu from the last time she was used as bait, literally, by Heimdall, but the only difference this time was the outfit she was wearing and she was awake and gagged. He made a mental note of that, along with a mental snapshot that involved a fancy dress and rope (yes, rope... lol), as he took a few steps forward.
"Stop right there!" Hilin shouted, jumping down from the high beams, along side Fullia and Gina, and all were dressed in maid uniforms and armed with their signature weapons, though Gina's had quite a few back up guns attached to her person.
"Where is Baldur-sama?!"
"..."
"Ho~! Quite bold of you to turn up empty handed!" She pointed the mop at Mayura, "You've just sealed her fate!"
Loki, had enough of their dirty methods, summoned a lot of fire and blasted at the trio, but Hilin swung the mop down, slashing the flames aside, surprising all the gods. He used Laevateinn to cast a higher level flame spell that hit the women, but when the magical dispersed, the three were untorched, like their weapons.
The red-head stood proudly, a hand on her hip and the other holding the mop at her side, and cackled, "Surprised, huh! We fire proofed our weapons!"
"And these cute clothes!" Fullia giggled, twirling around in her outfit.
Eir appeared, arms crossed over her chest, on a beam near Mayura, who glanced in the woman's direction, eyes pleading for them to stop fighting. She ignored their prisoner and watched the scene unfold below them, speaking quietly, "You will be his downfall, one day."
"Your fire will be useless! RYAAAAH~!" Hilin shouted a battle cry and charge ahead. She had only taken one step when the roof came down upon them. She dodged the debris, but not Narugami who dived straight down at her with Mjollnir gripped in his hands, the wooden sword sparkling with lightning. He sure knew how to make a dramatic entrance, earning that well deserved nickname of "Flashy Pants" from Fenrir.
She brought up the mop, as he aimed for her, grinning, "I bet it's not lightning proof! HO~RYAAAAH~!"
Narugami's white aura clashed against Hilin's red one, two very strong powers colliding. Wooden blade against wooden shaft...
Fullia, smiling, pointed a feather duster at Heimdall, "Would you like to play, Chibi?"
The vein on his forehead pulsated at the insulting nickname, not that he wanted a nickname either. His fingers twitched, and he took off the glove from his right hand, prepared to play with her all right, maybe take an eye out or two in the process. He rushed forward, swiping his claws at her, but she was very nimbly, evading him easily. She gave him another toothy smile, as if she really was playing with a child, and that irritated him to no end.
With a flick of her wrist, she turned the soft, flimsy feathers of the duster in to stiff, razor sharp blades and swung it at him, barely missing his neck, but it sliced off a few strands of his hair. How many more déjà vu moments were they going to have, because he didn't need another bad haircut like last time, and with the last few seconds, he was able to create some distance from the very energetic blonde.
But said blonde didn't let up on her playmate, her speed could very well surpass his at the quickness of catching up to him. She was about to give him another blow of her sharp feather duster when a shower of more feathers rained down on her. Heimdall was already retreating, able to avoid the mess, that also forced Fullia to spin away, just as Freya, with her cloak of feathers, had also descended from above and in time too.
Heimdall, grateful for the assistance, tried not to reveal much of it for fear of ruining his reputation.
Even visually-impaired Gina was in on the action, blasting two guns with hydrochloric acid at the ever moving Yamino and Fenrir, though the former could bring up his barrier to protect himself from the dangerous liquid, fizzling against the shield. He couldn't get in close enough for an attack, from unpredictable aims, being forced to remain at a distance. Though his brother was the one with the advantage, his small size and his agility were crucial to their team assault.
Fenrir dodged every blast easily, weaving side to side to distract and confuse her, while half her attention was trying to pinpoint Yamino. He moved in right under her nose and bit her ankle, causing her to yelp in pain. She cursed him and shook him off her foot, tossing him through the air, but Yamino caught him.
A very annoyed Gina brushed a hand through her bangs and clipped it back with a small barrette that appeared to be in the shape of Frigg.
Yamino and Fenrir looked at each other then gulped, now that their opponent could see them clearly, and her hit rate obviously went from ten percent to like a hundred and fifty percent!
And so that left um, Loki and Freyr to deal with Eir, both having lept onto the rafters in the ceiling to face against the solemn woman, who was still near Mayura. Each god stood on either side, without a cohesive plan between either them, but their common goal was to save the pink-haired girl.
Freyr blasted a giant star at Eir, who only had to move five inches to the left to avoid it, allowing the attack to make another hole in the roof. The diversion gave Loki a chance to get close to their target and swing a flaming Laevateinn at her. She deflected the attack with her arm and punched him with her other hand, which he quickly blocked with his palm, but the force sent him flying back in to a vertical beam.
She ignored Freyr and dashed to the blonde god, her hands disappeared in to her arms and out came a pair of sharp blades in place of them. Loki ducked when the blades jabbed for his head, followed by a knee towards his stomach that he barely shielded in time with the staff. His other hand grabbed one of her arms, struggling against her strength, as she pushed the blade towards his face.
With her other hand, she raised it and prepared to slash it across his chest, but Freyr's magical attack forced her to shoot the blade as a deadly projectile at the idiot. He panicked and the blade missed his body but not his cape, pinning him in to one spot to another beam.
Loki shot a point blank fireball at her face, following with a strike from Laevateinn in to her chest, cracking what he thought to be her armor, but it made a deep impression in her body. Six small panels from her abdomen opened, revealing very dangerous missiles about to be fired right at him. He sweatdropped and dropped from the beam, straight down to Mayura, on the way, using a lit Laevateinn to burn the rope and grabbing her, as he fled from the vicinity of the explosion.
Narugami finally broke Hilin's fire proofed mop in half, but that gave her two weapons now, and he sweatdropped. The explosion above caught their attention, and the god's eyes nearly popped out of his head, seeing Eir, with two rockets emerging from her back. Her right hand reappeared and grabbed her left wrist, detaching it from her arm to reveal a long sword.
"What the hell is she?!" he cried, remembering that Odin had warned him to be careful of Eir, but he didn't think that they would be fighting some overpowered metal humanoid. He had heard rumors of the dwarves of Nidavellir having created the ultimate weapon, but a cute bodyguard-assassin-maid, mecha-android was a bit insane... but not that farfetched from the minds of those lecherous beings.
"Loki! Daidouji!" he shouted, running towards the two who had fallen on the white, feathery mattress below. He stopped and cringed when the end of a mop appeared in his face.
"I'm still your opponent!" Hilin roared and smacked the broken shaft in to his stomach.
Loki's back fell upon the mattress as he held Mayura in his arms, but they didn't get a single break at all. He sighed and rolled them off it and on to the floor just as Eir came crashing down, the sword impaled in to the luxurious bedding and ripped it to shred. She rose to her feet and charged at Loki and Mayura, but the great wolf that was Fenrir had intercepted the attack, headbutting Eir across the warehouse.
He made a run at the android, very pissed that the metal junk dared to hurt his father. He roared, opening his mouth wide, the saliva dripping from the sharp teeth, as he crashed it in to the wall. He heard a sudden pop as his mouth snatched up Eir's body, and his jaws crushed it with a loud, disturbing noise.
Fenrir swallowed, thinking how metal wasn't very appetizing, and realized what the pop sound from earlier was, staring at Eir's head rolling on the ground at his feet. His left eye twitched, getting the urge to stomp on her, but he burped, a deep rumbling in his poor stomach gave way to a tummy ache, which was actually the mega bomb in Eir's body going off. If Fenrir hadn't swallowed it, the thing could've brought down the whole warehouse and several immortals.
He whimpered, settling on the ground with the uneasiness.
"Nii-san!"
A worried Yamino called to his brother, but Gina was still a hand full for him... at least until Freyr was able to free himself from above and came screaming to the ground, his idiotic ass flattening a crazy Gina, which saved Yamino from a lot of trouble.
"Thank you, Freyr-san," he bowed and ran over to Fenrir.
Loki, sitting up, untied Mayura from her binds and took the gag from her mouth. He cupped her face and stared at her, scrutinizing every inch of her, making sure that she was unharmed. A few bruises here and there, but nothing serious, and he was so, very glad, crushing her body to his in a tight embrace as if he let her go, she would disappear from him.
She returned his hug, welcoming the warmth of his body because she was freezing in that dress. He felt her shivering and took off his coat and draped it over her.
"Thank you, Loki-sama," she whispered.
He hugged her again, pressing his lips to her forehead, a mixture of relief and joy that she was safe and in his arms now - no words could really describe how he was feeling at the moment. And he wished time would just leave them then.
Mayura, suddenly feeling shy, pulled back from him, but he wasn't willing to let her out of his arms. It wasn't like he had a choice when she shoved him as hard as she could because Hilin had appeared - after taking Narugami out by sheer luck - slamming her broken mop at where Loki used to be, creating a large dent in the ground. Loki extended Laevateinn out and slammed it in to the red-head, sending her flying back.
He sighed when Hilin got to her feet, "Don't you ever give up?"
"Never!" she cried and charged at him again.
Loki evaded and tripped her, sending her face first in to the ground, but he had to applaud her for her persistence. Before she could get up again, he pressed the end of Laevateinn to the back of her head, "I suggest you surrender. Your team has lost."
In the background, Freya and Heimdall were sitting on Fullia's back, twisting one of her arms and one of her legs, respectively, in to submission, while her free arm was flailing, "Oji-san! Oji-san!" *
"Ah! I'm so sorry!" came the voice behind Loki. He turned around and saw a very apologetic Hel-chan bowing to them, "We arrived late!"
He arched his brows curiously, surprised yet happy to see his daughter, and after seeing the other person behind her, he frowned, "Baldur."
"Baldur-sama!" cried the Frigg Brigade, who all escaped their captors and clung to the god's legs like he was their savior.
'Oi, don't forget this..." Fenrir growled, "thing!" He kicked his foot at Eir's head, letting it roll to Baldur and Frigg's maids.
Eir blinked, "Baldur-sama, welcome back."
"Ah," he replied coolly and bent down to pick up Eir's head, "Let's go home then."
"..."
Loki and his friends glared silently at the young god and his posse - well, Frigg's posse - as he brushed a hand through his gorgeous hair, feeling right at home being adored by the surrounding women like he had just rescued them. He smirked, his blue eyes rose steadily to meet Loki's piercing green ones, still furious from all that had happened between them, and the brewing storm beneath the surface promised of their unsettling rivalry continuing.
In seconds, Baldur and his group disappeared within a gust of wind, returning, hopefully, to Asgard and staying there for quite a while, because all that had happened with Baldur would last them a few centuries. Even so, this wasn't quite the ending they expected, but at least the casualties were at a minimum - couldn't say that about the warehouse.
"I'm... so glad," they all turned around to see a tearful Mayura gazing at them happily, still in her white gown, clutching the fabric of the skirt in one hand, "everyone is all right!" She wiped her moist eyes with her other hand, just so relieved that her friends didn't get injured because of her. She wouldn't know what to do if one of them ever did, especially Loki, and that brought more tears.
Mayura wailed and ran forward, arms outstretched... in slow motion, for the beautiful, dramatic reunion between a girl and an immortal.
Loki, a soft expression upon his handsome face, opened his arms out to her, welcoming her with a sweet smile and promising of a warm embrace, if only the slow motion wasn't so slow because he was getting impatient with getting her in to his arms and much cuddling and groping to ensue.
"Mayura..."
He whispered her name so lovingly, and she was just a few inches away... when she suddenly flew right pass him. He blinked, confused and empty handed, lacking a certain pink-haired mortal. A gust of wind blew by, and he turned around and fell over at the sight of Mayura hugging a stunned Hel-chan.
"Waah! Hel-chan, I'm so happy to see you again!"
Narugami, rubbing his stomach from being hit so hard by Hilin, elbowed a sulky Loki in the side, chuckling, "Eheh, I guess Hel won this one, huh."
"Shut it, Thor."
Later that night, like three in the morning of the next day - so it was a good thing it all happened conveniently on a Saturday - Mayura was able to stay over at the agency because Yamino had called the previous day to the Daidouji home with an excuse for the girl's absence. Only Yamino could earn the trust of the Shinto priest when it concerned his daughter, because who else was that responsible, and technically Loki was still a kid to the man and Narugami was... just Narugami.
So, while Mayura was taking a long, hot bath, which she so deserved, Loki and his children were in the study, attempting to relax after another semi-serious conflict. Okay, serious because Fenrir was too exhausted to even eat! Yamino sweatdropped at the sight of his brother laying on his back on the couch, next to their sister. He handed a cup of tea to Loki, who occupied the other couch, and then another one to Hel-chan.
"It's good to see you again, Hel," Yamino smiled and sat down beside her.
She blushed, nodding, and looked down at her tea, taking a sip.
Loki leaned back against the couch, resting his cheek against the back of his hand, his left leg crossed over his right knee, and as late as it was, he still enjoyed the company of his children with him, though he was a bit worried about Hel. After the resolution with the Yggdrasil System, she had returned to the Underworld as a part of her punishment for her mischievous plotting, which he was very proud of. He didn't think Odin was that forgiving, but he guessed his blood brother could be surprising at times.
He looked at her, "Hel, is it all right that you're here?"
She brought the cup down to her lap and smiled, "Yes, chichi-ue. I have someone covering for me in the Underworld." **
Cut to the Underworld, in Hel-chan's office, where the poor substitute was at the goddess' desk, pouring over files and papers. And just who was the helpless victim that got roped in to wearing the blouse and skirt, with pink wig and glasses?
"Hel-sama!" the two servants cried, carrying in more paperwork for the fake goddess, "We just received a hundred more souls!"
With a paw slapped to his forehead, Garmr wished his mistress a swift return.
Mayura had been soaking in the tub for at least ten minutes now, but she didn't want to get out just yet. She lowered herself a bit farther in to the water, leaving her nose above the surface, wondering why she was suddenly feeling apprehensive ever since Loki rescued her. She had been so happy to see her friends alive and well, and Loki... he looked so handsome, standing there, smiling at her, waiting for her to come to him, but...
She got scared and ran straight to Hel-chan instead.
She closed her eyes and dunked her whole head in to the water, stewing there for a few seconds before coming back up for air. She breathed again, short gasps for air, as she pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the quickened beat of her heart. She could hear the pounding echoing in her head, every time she thought of Loki.
Of course, he was important to her, but Eir's words kept repeating in the back of her mind: 'Is he only a god in your heart?'
When she thought about those words, her heart also ached.
* Oji-san is "uncle" - she's screaming "uncle, uncle" in defeat, lol.
** Chichi-ue is the archaic, formal form for "father" - I decided to have her use that since she uses ani-ue with her brothers. It's season two, so I'll mix it up, lol.
Notes: Rawr! Eir is a robot - a mecha bodyguard assassin! Lol, I used to watch so many anime... Let's be glad she's not Gundam size... *sweatdrops* And as for Baldur, I bet you're wondering why Hel-chan kept him in Helheim, huh?! Did she experiment on him?! HMMM?! Heheheh...
Oh yah, I feel sorry for Garmr, lol, but at least Hel-chan can spend time with Mayura and her family now! The things he does for his mistress, lol. *hearts Garmr*
And now we get to see how Mayura and Loki progress in their relationship! Lalala~! I'm sure you guys are waiting for more MayuLoki scenes! Speaking of which, I feel soooo sad... 'cause there aren't any new stories on the two! I need my MayuLoki stories! *cries* I keep rereading my favorite ones - I love them, but I just want something fresh! I know it has a small fanbase, but please write more, people! *hyperventilates*
Quick note to my reviewers! *glomps* Love you guys! Gin Nanashi, smileysparklea, EchizenRyoma, Ialiceiamagodness, sticy17, kdwml and RachelLiu13... Though Rachel, um your idea is a bit dark for this story, which is a romantic comedy. *sweatdrops* Please keep in touch, let me know what you like or didn't like, or what you'd like to see more of, besides MayuLoki, lol. -kuro.