Punishment
Inuyasha-Avengers
Kagome-Loki
Comedy, Romance
Series
For his misdeeds on Midgard, Loki was given only one punishment: Kagome.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Avengers, Inuyasha, or Norse Mythology. Also, I'm sorry if there are lots of facts that are wrong and stuff.
Chapter 5: Homesick
Since the previous week, Loki had been zapped with more frequency. Also since the previous week, Kagome had been talking to him quite regularly. More often than not, she would tell him contradicting and mundane stories of her home: trekking through forests to pick herbs for poultices, and running to catch a train to school; the comforts of her mother's hugs, and the reassuring jangle of her friend's monk staff. Although her voice had been wonderful company, Loki couldn't help but be curious as to the place of her birth; where could she have come upon the feudal luxuries in the concrete-casted cities he had tried to invade nearly a month before?
On this particular day, Loki's curiosity caused an unscratchable itch in his gut, and so he began to speak to her: "Where is it, Kagome, that you come from."
She looked over at him, and her soft blue eyes became grey steel. "Tokyo," she said simply, staring him directly in the eyes, daring him to question her. His pupils dilated, his itch becoming quite severe, and he sat up straighter in his seat.
"Suspicious. Priestess—" ZAP, "mm, Kagome. Could it be that you are trying to trick the trickster?" Kagome's gaze shot to the door, and with a few long strides, she was at the exit.
"Do you need to use the restroom? Perhaps you'd like a bath? I could call Th—"
"Tsk tsk. I cannot allow you to change the subject, Kagome. How many stories have you told me of quaint, thatched-roof villages and lush forests that take days to travel through only to follow them with tales of harrowing maths tests and late public transportation?"
She looked rather annoyed for a moment, "I could travel a lot."
"And yet you told me you were frequently sick in your school days."
"Could have gotten sick from travelling."
"Possible, but unlikely based on the frequency of your illnesses in your stories."
Loki smiled as she pouted and refused to look him in the eyes. He watched carefully as she self-consciously hugged her arms beneath her chest, and waited for a zap. When one didn't come, he ventured, "a little knowledge goes a long way."
She peeked up at him with pink cheeks, "I have basically told you my whole life's story, huh?"
He smiled back at her as she walked back toward her seat next to his, and he patted the seat lightly, "My dear Kagome—" he held his hand up lest she zap him again, "I have learned to be frugal enough to derive one's tale from a single story. I am simply pleased to hear of the places you call home."
Loki watched her as Kagome smoothed the back of her tunic as she sat down. "I wasn't lying. They're both Tokyo; simply in two different times." She fiddled with the loose ends of her thick hair. "I'm really grateful to be here," she turned to look Loki directly in his laughing green eyes and smiled, "I'm really grateful that I got to meet you—even if you are a criminal—and your family has been so wonderful to me, but…"
The devious god sitting next to her understood perfectly, and when she looked away shyly, he took the chance to place his cold hand over her radiantly warm fingertips. "There really is," he said in the most solemn voice he had ever heard escape from his throat, "nothing like home."
Kagome, who had been startled by his frosty fingertips, looked down at their hands and back up at her prisoner before smiling more genuinely than she had since she arrived in Asgard.
"Yes," she said. "I hope we can find it again some day."
