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Frost Blue Eyes	By : Yaoiandcoffeeaddict Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Prologue
The realm of Midgard was not as Loki remembered it nearly a thousand years ago when Odin had taken him and Thor on a tour around the realms. The human dwellings, once comprised of stone, wood, and mud with a design that allowed very little sunlight in, now were metal and glass, reached heights that rivaled those of Asgard, and poured out light when the sun had vanished from the sky. The people dressed differently as well. Animal hide and hair gave way to some sort of plant material that Loki found he much preferred on his skin. The appearance of the people had changed as well. Instead of a sea of red and blond hair, now there seemed to be a rainbow of skin, eye, and hair colors.
Yes, Loki decided. He could hide here, in what the Midgardians called "Norway", away from his father's disappointed gaze and Asgard's definition of what he should be. He could make a good life for himself, as what he was not sure, but something better than an outcast prince who had no worth to the court.
Sharp green eyes turned at the sound of a ringing, male laugh and saw two males sitting together on a low wall of stone with a food between them, one with hair of frosty gold and pale skin and the other with a dark black and a golden shimmer on his skin. The one with gold hair was whispering something in his companion's ear and causing the dark haired man to blush before wrapping a pale arm around him and bringing him in for a kiss.
Loki's green gaze widened. This was not two warriors sharing furs when no woman was available. This was two males in love. Perhaps here even "unnatural" Loki would find… someone.
So Loki built a life for himself among the mortals in an area a block away from the water. With the sale of old Midgardian coins, he had enough of the new currency to buy a tavern where he sold a variety of drinks and the best, sweetest mead in the city. Soon, people of all kinds were coming to his business and Loki was surprised to find that they were not coming simply for his 'magical' mead but him as well.
A year later, 1985, a tall man with auburn hair, glasses and hazel eyes in a suit entered his tavern. Charles. He was a lawyer and financial advisor for an American company who was checking up on his company's franchise. Loki immediately liked him. Behind the stiff posture was a dragon with cunning to rival Loki's own. Loki immediately fell in love but it wasn't until the man returned a year later that Loki used his silver-tongue to lure the man to his bed. For over three years Loki was happy. Charles' convinced his company why it was best for him to be transferred to its Norway branch and everything seemed to be wonderful. Charles moved in with Loki above the tavern and three months later slipped a ring on Loki's finger.
Then Charles began to notice some odd things about his lover. The occasional coldness of his skin could be explained by Loki's rare allergy to iron, but what of the strange ancient tongue he spoke in his sleep, the red that flashed his green eyes when Loki was angry at him, and the way some things just seemed to materialize around the apartment. He loved Loki, yes, but there was something nagging at him. Then, after three years together, Loki got sick. He was never sick.
On the fifth morning that Loki was in the bathroom puking, Charles popped his head in with his new huge cellular phone in his hand. "Loki? Have you been to a doctor yet?"
Loki glared at him before flushing the toilet.
"Loki, I'm serious. What if something is really wrong?"
"There is nothing wrong. It will go away, Charles."
"This could be serious. Even if it's not…. The flu still kills people, Loki. The doctor can give you something to help." Charles could not bring himself to mention HIV. Loki had not been a virgin when Charles met him. HIV in Norway was not as bad as in the states but it was still there. And Charles had seen its affects first hand on a mutual friend of theirs. Charles was instantly filled with the image of Loki in a hospital bed, pale as the sheets and gaunt as he struggled to breathe.
"No Charles," Loki stated as he washed his face in the bathroom mirror.
"I'm making an appointment," Charles responded as he dialed the number of his own doctor on his phone.
Loki's green eyes were suddenly filled with fear. "No."
"Yes, Loki," Charles replied as he raised the phone to his ear. "You're the love of my life. I'm not going to let you…Hi, Ida. This is Charles Ofdensen. I need to make an appointment with Doctor Jakob for today… No, for my partner, Lo…"
Loki hit the off button on the phone and shook his head violently. "Charles, I can't go to the doctor."
Charles sighed. Sometimes dealing with Loki was like dealing with an overgrown kid. "There's nothing to be scared of. He'll take some blood and saliva, listen to your heart and lungs, and then give us a prescription." He turned the phone back on and redialed the number.
"No, I can't go to the doctor."
"Loki…"
"I'm not human." There he said it.
Charles hung up the phone. "Want to run that by me again?"
"I'm not human."
"Then what are you?"
"I… I'm not too sure."
"Really, Loki, no more games."
"THIS ISN'T A GAME!" Loki shouted, his eyes flashing red. Loki lowered his gaze as tears streamed down his face and he clasped a hand over his stomach. "If I go to a doctor, they might know right away. My blood and saliva are probably wrong, my heart is on the opposite side, I have four lungs and two stomachs, and my... my reproductive system…"
Charles was silent for a while as his lover collapsed to the floor. Was Loki telling the truth or was his lover, his husband, delusional or had some other mental disorder he was unaware of? "Prove it."
Loki looked up. Green eyes lightened to blue and brown hair lightened to blonde then changed again. Different skin, eye and hair colors danced over the beautiful features before returning to normal. For a long time, they were silent. "I don't think I'm sick Charles."
"Then what?" Charles croaked out.
"I think I'm pregnant."
"Pregnant?" Charles repeated apathetically. "Loki, I… If you are able to conceive why now? We've been having unprotected sex for over two years."
"This isn't the first Charles," Loki brokenly said. "The oth… other bab… babies… I couldn't hold them…"
"We… we had others?" Charles repeated. "How many?"
"Eight. I didn't even know they were there until I had blood on my thighs. This is the first one to… Where are you going?"
"Out. I need to…. I just need to get out… for awhile…"
Charles did not look back as he tugged on a jacket and went out the door. He wandered for hours, thinking over what he'd just found out. Loki… his Loki… was… and… Eight others. Would this one make it? Was… was he going to be a father? Father… a father… him… Loki with a child in his arms… would… would it even look okay… Loki… what was Loki… Did it matter?
When Charles returned to the apartment, Loki was gone.
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