" Loki you never come to visit me that much anymore…." She was pouting her full round glossy lips.

Shuffling over to him she placed her arms intimately around his naked back.

All the while entrancing him in her golden locks of adore.

She was the goddess of Love after all. She should be able to ensnare anyone into her, so that they would only love her.

But this God of trickery was proving to be rather difficult.

"Freya I must go, be a doll and remove yourself." It was a bored tone he had taken with her, and it hurt her very much.

"But you always say that! Who are you rushing home to! "

"Freya please don't start, you agreed that this would be a fling and nothing more." He was now rolling his emerald eyes at her sugar words.

"Loki can't you see that I love you!!!" Freya was sobbing now, her head inclined in the crook of his carved neck.

The tears where wetting him in a discomforting way.

"I want to be with you and I'll do anything!" she was hiccupping now.

This is why he never came to her; this is also the reason why he would never marry her.

As he watched her cling and sob on him Loki vaguely began to blame Mayura.

If he had seen her this week he wouldn't have to go out to other women just to satisfy this need. This strange want that was growing for her.

'Mayura…'

xXx

Studying was a hard deal, but while she was not perfect in it, she was getting used to it.

Right now she was reading Shakespeare's Othello .

While it was a good read it was also very dramatic as well.

Scratching her bubblegum pink hair, Mayura began to sit up.

"PAPA!!!" she yelled as she went to go look at the time. 1hour before work.

Her door slammed open to reveal a slightly out of breath Mayura Papa.

"Yes unruly daughter!?", He questioned as puffs of smoke fell from his flushed lips.

"Do you know where my uniform is? My shift starts in a hour." And for emphasis she pointed to the clock hanging off the wall.

"Yeah yeah yeah… that skimpy thing is hanged up with the priestess robes in the north room." He then dismissed her with a wave of his hand to return to whatever spiritual thing he was tending to.

"It's not SKIMPY!!!" She beseechingly yelled after him.

Honestly her father thought that everything she wore was skimpy. Even THE SCHOOL UNIFORM!!! THE SCHOOL UNIFORM FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!!

With a huff she then went down the hall to dress where her father told her the newly cleaned uniform laid hanging.

A job as a waitress in a 3 star restaurant wasn't so bad. At least it kept her preoccupied from thinking about that stupid Loki and his stupid Mysteries.

I mean she was young and in her prime. Time was precious to her now. So why should she waist it on him.

She wouldn't she concluded as her fined nails brushed the clear buttons on her blouse.

She would live her life normally. Free from gods and free from liars.

xXx

Straightening his Conte Black Gucci jacket as he walked down the street Loki finally made a decision that Freya was finally off his list.

As hot and busty as she was, she was just too clingy for his tastes.

You would think that 10,000 years would give a girl like that a clue that he just didn't think she was marriage material.

But no….she continued to pursue him, and like an idiot he went to her.

He could almost see his dear Angraboda laughing at him.

Vaguely he wondered where his Spica was. She always knew when to let him go and when to let him back. To him that's what he loved and that's what made Spica marriage material.

All the while in his distant far away musings he did not notice two voluptuous women strut up beside him.

He only noticed when their hands began to stain his expensive jacket.

Tiredly he moved his evergreen eyes to study their pouting figures.

After deeming them worthy of his company Loki finally flashed them a god falling smirk.

"Hello Ladies would you like to join me to eat, after all a gentleman like myself should never eat alone."

They nodded ever eagerly to him, whispering haughty words in his ears, all the while thinking of the aftermath to their evening in their dim brains.

Loki sighed to himself. He never had to come to them, they always came to him.

xXx

For Mayura the night was starting well.

So far all the people that sat at her tables left her awesome tips.

Smiling she adjusted the bow and the fine frilly petticoats she had under her mid thigh high uniform.

"Mayura ! Party of three at table F…"

Mayura nodded her head at the hostess of the hour.

The Hostess then drew Mayura too her.

"Do well with this one Mayu, he looks like he's a big tipper!" she had whispered to her in excitement.

"I'll do my best Laura…" Mayura whispered back.

Her eyes then flashed with determination. The Biggest tip of the night! She was sure to do her best!

Grabbing her tray and notepad she began her confident walk towards table F. all the other waitresses where giving her good luck motions, but very discreetly.

When she reached table F she saw that it was an extremely handsome man situated between two equally stunning girls.

Even though she couldn't see his face, she could tell by the curve of his cheek and nose, that he was very attractive.

Feeling slightly envious of the girls next to him, she quickly brushed the feelings aside. Only for a warm blush to flitter across her face.

"U-um excuse me… are you all ready to order…" Mayura bit out softly, Afraid to disturb the beautiful people's conversation.

Her eyes then focused rather intently on the blonde almost brunette man.

She then watched his face rise to meet hers.

The slow motion of the moment caused her heart to drop as his eyes began to open to reveal vibrant green.

It was if the whole world had stopped when his eyes met hers.

The color of a blush that once marred her cheeks where completely washed out as she watched him smirk devilishly in her direction.

She knew those eyes anywhere.

"Kami-sama…" she breathed as she stared at him in breathless horror.

Loki smiled. She had recognized him.

Staring back at her his smirk widened.

"Long Time no see Ma-Yu-Ra…"

Her world began to crush as he dragged each syllable of her name from his seductive lips.

She then felt her tray clatter to the floor in her shock.

"Mayu-chan!!! Are you OK!?" she herd Laura call to her. Waking her up briefly from her shock.

"Gomen!!! Gomen!!! Gomen-nasai!!!" Mayura feebly repeated as she picked up the tray and bowed in Laura's direction and then to Loki's.

He was still a costumer after all.

'Ok Mayu don't panick…it's just stupid Loki after all…in his awesome adult form.'

She felt herself melt under his sweltering gaze.

Had he no shame! He was with two other women and yet he had the audacity to gaze at her like that!

As she watched him watch her resituate herself she concluded that he didn't.

"I'm so sorry for that…um are you ready for me to take your order?" Mayura rushed as she took out a pen from her frilly apron.

"We want something sweet!" One of the girls with candy red hair smiled.

The sigh then rolled off her lips…..yes this was going to be a long night.