A/N: Yes, I know this anime/manga is 10 years old. No, I don't really care. To those of you who are still fans of 'Mythical Detective Loki Ragnarok' please enjoy! I've decided to take aspects from both the anime and manga to create this story.

Loki Ragnarok, detective of the supernatural and god of mischief was incredibly nervous. Yes, that was the right word, nervous. Of everything he had ever done in his long life as a god, nothing would compare to what he would be doing tonight, not even facing his own daughter had prepared him for this battle. Tonight he would ask Mayura Diadouji to marry him, to be his wife, to share in the everyday craziness that was his life, which was not a request he would ask of someone without serious consideration. And bearing in mind how crazy Mayura could come across, this was certainly a monumental task.

Two years ago he had been allowed the chance to return to Asgard, to face Odin and claim his throne, and after all of the shit Odin had put him and his family through he had been sorely tempted. But after watching the lengths Mayura went to in order to find him after she had been told he had left, and reflecting on all they had been through as friends, made him realize that he was in love with her. And to leave her behind in Midgard while he assaulted the heavens above left him strangely empty. He could have become the King of the Gods, ruled over Asgard and all her domains with his children and friends at his side, but in his heart he knew that would not make him happy. Mayura made him happy, she had always made his day a little bit brighter, his loneliness a little more tolerable. Leaving her behind would have killed him as much as it might have killed her.

Choosing between a throne and Mayura had seemed the easier task when he had to explain what he, Yamino, Fenrir, and the others really were and what had been happening. Initially she had not believed him, at least not until he reverted back to his normal form, that of a young man instead of a young boy; she was more willing to take him seriously after that little performance. Convincing her that Yamino and Fenrir were actually his sons and fantastic creatures was actually far easier in comparison, since she had always had a fascination with that kind of thing. After the multiple explanations of various aspects of lore and countless retellings of their adventures with the slightly altered facts changed to the truth, Mayura had believed them and treated them just the same. Of course, now that she knew who Reiya really was, she would cling to him just a little bit more than she had before which was perfectly fine with him.

Probably the hardest thing he had to tell her was that Spica, their new maid was actually his god-wife, Angrboda and the mother of Fenrir, Yamino, and Hel. Of everything he had told her about, that had been the subject to really test her patience and understanding, considering he had also told her why he stayed in Midgard in the first place. When he had exhausted all topics on the subject of Spica, Mayura had gone quiet, which was completely out of character for her and left the mansion without another word. For days he had been pacing in his office, expecting every doorbell ring to be Mayura coming back, telling him that she wanted to be with him and that she accepted the situation. That did not happen for nearly a month. When she did finally return to the mansion, she did not speak to him at all; instead she had asked to speak with everyone but him. From what Yamino said later, she had asked them about Spica and whether he and she were still in love, her reasons being Mayura did not want to stand between him and his wife. She had even spoken to Spica, though it was more yes or no questions, and after receiving the goddess's blessing she came back to him. That night he asked her to be his intended, a term the gods have used when referring to a creature as their equal before marriage.

Tonight he would be asking for her to spend the rest of her life as his wife, a prospect that both elated and terrified him beyond belief. While he loved her deeply, perhaps more deeply than he had ever loved another besides his children, and she had been remarkably accepting of the situation regarding his identity, he was still scared. She was a mortal and he a god, a god that would have to face his destiny sooner or later, and he might have to leave her behind forever. The prospect of a life without Mayura, even an immortal one, was not a life he wanted and after being with her for nearly three years he could hardly remember his life without her. Knowing that she could die and he would lose her forever hung over him like a cloud whenever he was alone with his thoughts. If it was the last thing he would do, he would find a way to make Mayura a goddess and be with her for as long as time existed.

"Master Loki," said Yamino as he entered the study, a tray in hand and Ecchan on his head as usual. "Master Loki, are you ready yet? You don't want to keep Miss Mayura waiting, do you?"

"Of course not," said Loki as he adjusted his tie. "And to answer your original question, I am ready, I'm just trying to work up the nerve."

Yamino chuckled as he approached, setting the tray on the large dark mahogany desk. "Perhaps this will help you, it came in this morning."

Loki looked down at the tray and saw a black velvet box sitting in the center, when he opened it he smiled, it was Mayura's ring the one he had painstakingly ordered a few weeks ago. Leave it to Yamino.

"Thank you, my son," said Loki as he pulled the ring from the box, admiring it in the light of the setting sun. "Do you think she'll like it?"

"Master Loki, it's an amethyst in the shape of a skull," replied Yamino as he too looked at the ring. "I think Miss Mayura will love it. She has always been into the strange and unusual."

Loki chuckled as he put the ring back in its box before putting it in his jacket pocket. "I guess that's a good thing, since I'm sure if she were even the tiniest bit normal there's no way she'd have agreed to be my intended. I mean, she knew me when I was in a child's body and now I have the body of a fully grown adult, not exactly normal."

"Sir, when has anything been normal for our family?" asked Yamino wryly and Loki grinned.

"Yes, I guess Mayura does fit in well with the rest of us," he said then he sighed heavily. "Am I doing the right thing, Yamino? I mean, what right do I have to ask her to become the wife of a god?"

Yamino's smile fell and he walked around the desk, putting a hand on his father's shoulder. "I may not be overly poetic or philosophical, but I think you are doing the correct thing, and you have every right to ask her simply because you love her. Fenrir and I know you and Mother care for each other, but not in the same way you care for Mayura, she is the true keeper of your heart."

Loki looked up at his middle child and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, Yamino. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a dinner to go to. Make sure you feed Narugami when he arrives, and please don't tell Freya where I am or what I'm doing should she come by, that can wait until tomorrow."

"Of course, Master Loki," said Yamino, bowing slightly as he took up the tray. "Does this rule also apply to Freyr and Heimdall?"

"Yes, I don't want anyone to come looking for either of us tonight," said Loki as he straightened his jacket. "We should be back in a few hours, do you think you can keep Fenrir occupied until then?"

Yamino nodded happily as he followed Loki out of the study. "I don't think I'll have much trouble entertaining Big Brother, though we both know he won't go to bed without you tucking him in."

"I know," replied Loki as he put on his coat. "Have a good night, Yamino."

"And you too, sir," said Yamino as Loki left the mansion. He then closed the door and smiled to himself as he headed towards the kitchen when he heard the sound of small claws headed his way. Within seconds, the great wolf Fenrir came into view, his path clear as he collided with the closed door before he could stop himself.

"Daddy!" whined Fenrir when he had collected himself. "He left without saying goodbye." If it were possible, he looked as if he were pouting.

"Come on, Big Brother," said Yamino cheerily as they went to the kitchen. "I'll fix you something to eat and then take you on your evening walk. How does that sound?"

"Fine," grumbled Fenrir in his usual gruff voice. "Hey, Yamino, is Daddy really going to marry Mayura?"

Yamino nodded as he set about making dinner. "I believe he is, Big Brother. Are you not happy about it?"

Fenrir sighed as he sat in front of his plate. "I want Daddy to be happy, I do, but it's just going to be weird thinking of Mayura as Daddy's wife. Not to mention having Mom around now, this whole situation might get uncomfortable."

"Mother is perfectly alright with Master Loki marrying Miss Mayura," replied Yamino as he chopped up radishes with his latest kitchen gadget. "If anything, she's delighted that he's finally found someone and I'm sure when the time comes, you'll be happy for him too."

"Do you think Hel would be happy for Daddy?" asked Fenrir quietly; remembering his sister still was difficult for him.

Yamino paused in his task just for a moment before he resumed, though with less zeal than before, he too found it difficult to think about his sister. "Yes, I believe she would be. I think she knew before he did actually."

Fenrir nodded, he was still a bit skeptical about whether or not Mayura and his father should marry but for now he would keep his mouth shut, at least until the occasion warranted his opinion.

"Anyway, it's not really for us to decide," said Yamino as he mixed the radishes into a bowl of lettuce. "If Master Loki wants to marry Miss Mayura, who are we to say no?"

"What?" came a small female voice. Both Yamino and Fenrir turned to look at the back door and to their horror; Reiya was standing there, her usually serene face now marred by distress and sadness. "Loki's going to marry Mayura?" she asked, her tiny voice quivering. "He can't, he can't marry her! I love him!" There was a sudden flash of blinding light and instead of Reiya standing in the doorway, in her place was the goddess Freyja though she still appeared to be quite distressed.

"Miss Freyja, calm down," insisted Yamino. "There's no need to get upset, after all, a wedding is a happy occasion as you well know."

"But . . . Loki's supposed to marry me!" exclaimed Freyja. "I love him more than she ever could! How dare he marry someone else when I've loved him for centuries!"

"Look Freyja, you're going to have to let him go," said Fenrir. "He might be your friend but he doesn't love you like that. I mean, by the gods, he stayed on Midgard for Mayura if that isn't love then I don't know what is."

Freyja still did not looked convinced, if anything she looked even more enraged. "I'm going to find Mayura and challenge her to a duel for Loki's heart!" The goddess then vanished in a spectacular blue light.

Yamino, Ecchan, and Fenrir looked at each other before charging out of the door, chasing after the love struck and jealous goddess.

"We have to get to her before she gets to Master Loki!" cried Yamino as they dashed down the sidewalk. "Damn it, Master Loki gave me one job and I failed him."

"Master Loki!" chirped Ecchan as he followed Yamino.

"Great move, you four eyed dork," growled the small black dog. "Don't worry, Daddy, I'm coming!"

Both Yamino and Fenrir hoped that they would reach Freya before she found Loki or Mayura, and that they would not have to stop any more gods at least until the next morning.

Mayura was standing outside of the restaurant when Loki arrived, she seemed to be looking for him, and he checked his watch to make sure he was not too late for their important date. He was only a few minutes late, thank the gods, and if she asked he could just tell her he was late because Fenrir insisted on a long belly rub session instead of telling her he had had to wait for her ring to arrive. He wanted this night to go perfectly, she deserved it, and by the fates he was going to give it to her.

Loki smiled as he approached, she looked beautiful tonight, well she was always stunning but tonight she seemed different. Her long pink hair hung down her back, some of it was in braids while the rest hung loose, the slight breeze blowing it gently reminded him of waves on the ocean. Her pale womanly body was clad in a light green dress that went down to her mid thigh, holding onto her shoulders by thin straps and the sweetheart neckline revealed her ample cleavage. Her willowy limbs extended from the dress and he noticed that she was wearing blue pumps, not exactly what he would have expected but Mayura had always had a style all her own. When she saw him she waved enthusiastically, her red eyes shining so bright they looked like red stars, and she ran to meet him. Throwing her arms around his neck she leaned up and kissed him in greeting, and he gladly kissed her back. Yes, he could spend eternity like this.

"Loki! I'm so glad to see you!" she said when she pulled away. "I was worried you might have found a mystery or gotten kidnapped again! I was about to call Yamino and ask him."

"No, my love, I didn't find a mystery," replied Loki with a slight shake of his head as he offered her his arm, which she accepted happily. "I'm glad you didn't call Yamino, he might have gotten worried and come looking for me. Then our night would've had to end early."

Mayura rubbed her cheek against his shoulder as they walked in to the restaurant. "And that would be a shame, since I've been looking forward to this date all week."

Loki smiled. "So have I, Mayura."

The female maître d showed them to their table, a nice spot on the balcony that Loki had specifically requested and thanks to Yamino's smooth talking it had been secured. He thought proposing in the open air with the full moon behind them would be the perfect setting, he desperately wanted this to go according to plan. As they walked to the table, he noticed Mayura's grip on him tighten, as if she were afraid of falling or something.

"Mayura, what is it?" asked Loki in a whisper.

"It's nothing, just . . ." she started but trailed off apparently something was bothering her.

He put his hand on hers. "Mayura, you know you can tell me. Please."

"Well, all of these women," said Mayura, glancing around the room. "They keep looking at you and won't stop. It's like they're hypnotized or something. I just . . . don't like it."

Loki looked around as well and noticed the women; he chuckled warmly and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, Mayura, I have eyes only for you. Though I could do without the other men looking at you."

Mayura raised an eyebrow, her eyes shining with curiosity. "What do you mean other men? I don't see anyone looking at me."

"Well don't start looking now," laughed Loki as Mayura started looking around the room for anyone who might be checking her out. "Mayura, is my attention not enough for you now?"

She blushed a dark red and cast her eyes at the floor, an embarrassed smile on her lips. "I'm sorry, Loki, your attention is enough. I was just curious to see if other men were really looking, I'm not used to the attention like you are."

She really was the most innocent woman in the entire world, and he loved it. When they had first met, he had found her innocence and naivety a bit unsettling, how could a girl be so clueless to the ways of the world? But over time he found that what he perceived as a weakness and possible block to understanding the real world, was actually a blessing in disguise. Mayura was able to see the world in a completely different way, she did not see evil instead she saw the good in everything, in everyone and for that he was grateful. If she saw the world as the rest did, then she might not have accepted him and that he did not want to experience.

"Your waiter will be right with you," said the maître d kindly and Loki pulled out Mayura's seat for her before sitting down himself.

In the moonlight, she seemed almost like a goddess, there was an ethereal glow about her and he could not help the smile that spread across his lips. Perhaps she would become a goddess all on her own, the goddess of purity and innocence, or better yet the goddess of mysteries; that one seemed the better choice given her interests. Either way, she would certainly make Asgard a more interesting place.

"Good evening, are you prepared to order a drink or perhaps an appetizer?" asked a familiar voice and Loki looked over to see Narugami standing at their table in a black tuxedo with a pad and pen in hand.

'Of all the restaurants in this city, he had to get a job at this one,' Loki thought as he watched Mayura and Narugami exchange pleasantries. He had nothing against Narugami, but given what he planned on doing tonight, the presence of Thor certainly did not make for a romantic atmosphere. Though he supposed it could have been worse, Freyr and Freyja could have come barging in.

"Get your hands off me!" cried Freyja as Yamino tried to drag her away from the restaurant. "I have to stop Loki from making the biggest mistake of his life!"

"Please, Miss Freyja, you need to calm down," begged Yamino, knowing that his strength as a human man was nothing compared to the fierce determination of an angered goddess and could do nothing to really stop her. If things continued as they did, he might have to transform to his normal form, but even the great serpent Jormungand might not be able to stop Freyja if she kept on her warpath.

"You're going to ruin my daddy's big night!" growled Fenrir as he bit down on her dress skirt. "I can't let you do that!"

"Right!" screeched Ecchan as he flew around her head.

Their combined efforts pulled Freyja to the ground but they were taken down as well, all three landing in a heap on the concrete.

"What is this?!" exclaimed a less than welcome voice. Yamino adjusted his glasses and saw Freyr with his magical mechanical pig Gullinbrusti and beside him was the god Heimdall who looked about as thrilled to see them, as he would be a dead animal.

"It's nothing, Freyr," said Yamino quickly, jumping to his feet. "Just carry on with whatever it is you're doing."

"You must help me, Freyr," growled Freyja as she pulled herself up from the ground. "They are trying to prevent me from finding Loki!"

"Good luck with that," mumbled Heimdall.

"Perhaps you should listen to Yamino, Sister," said Freyr in his most mature voice. "This obsession you have with Loki is unhealthy and only causing you grief, I think you should just forget about him. Besides, you're much too young to be thinking about marriage, you have the rest of time to figure that out."

"Please listen to your brother, Freyja," implored Yamino, dropping all formality. "What he's saying makes a lot of sense."

"I don't have time to wait!" shrieked Freyja as she tried to get Fenrir off of her dress. "Loki's proposing to Mayura tonight!"

Whatever semblance of maturity and calm Freyr had been exhibiting just moments ago vanished at Freyja's words, he got a crazed look in his eye and grit his teeth. "My Japanese beauty is going to marry him?!" he cried, falling to his knees in despair. "Say it's not so, I thought her relationship with Loki was just a phase, something that would pass with time when she realized she has loved me all along. Please tell me you're jesting, Freyja, my poor heart couldn't take it if this is the truth."

Freyja nodded as she smacked Ecchan out of her face, the little creature having resumed his job of distracting the goddess. "Why would I jest about something so serious!? Loki's going to ask her to marry him and I have to stop him!"

Freyr stood up and put a clenched fist over his heart. "Then I shall help you, Sister, for I will not lose my Japanese beauty to the likes of him!"

"And what's that supposed to mean?" demanded Freyja. "Are you saying Loki's not good enough for her?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying!" argued Freyr, taking a step closer to his sister. "Loki is many things, but he is hardly worthy of such a woman as she! He is barely worthy of you!"

"You put that girl above your own sister?! How dare you!" exclaimed Freyja. "That girl is cute but she is not a goddess of beauty, such as me. Would you rather I married Loki instead of your precious Japanese beauty?"

"Honestly no, but better you than her!" shouted Freyr. "That god is so inferior he doesn't even deserve a single smile from her, but I don't care if you smile at him! Let him have second best."

They continued to argue though none of the spectators were quite sure what their argument was about anymore, it just seemed like thinly veiled insults and meaningless recitations of strange love poetry. Yamino took the chance to call in reinforcements.

"Big Brother," he whispered to the small dog on the ground. "Find Narugami and tell him what's going on, I have a feeling we're going to need his help."

"On it," said Fenrir and he ran towards the kitchen door at the restaurant where he was sure he would find Narugami, hoping to alert the god to the situation before it grew out of control.

Loki heard loud voices close by, it sounded like a couple was fighting over something childish. "Strange," he mumbled. "That almost sounds like Freyr and Freyja."

"What was that, Loki?" asked Mayura, as she cut a bite of salmon.

"Oh nothing," he said evasively. If the couple arguing really was Freyr and Freyja, he was definitely going to have a little chat with them about being civil in public and then he would find Yamino and possibly reprimand him for allowing those two morons to find him and Mayura.

"And how is everything tasting?" asked Narugami as he poured both Loki and Mayura another drink. "I hope your meal is satisfactory."

"It's delicious, Narugami," said Mayura brightly and she smiled at Loki.

"Yes, it's wonderful," replied Loki and he looked slyly at the god of thunder. "Tell me, is there an argument going on downstairs? It seems to be quite loud."

Narugami did not bat an eye as he spoke. "Yes, unfortunately. According to the valet the couple started arguing over where their car was parked and it escalated from there. We've already called the police and they should be settling their quarrel any moment now, please have a dessert on the house as our way of apologizing."

"Fine then," said Loki and he looked at Mayura. "Mayura, order whichever dessert you want."

Mayura's grin grew even wider. "I'll have the triple chocolate cake with vanilla ice-cream, please."

Narugami bowed. "Of course, it'll be ready once you've finished your meal. Anything for you, sir?"

"That's quite all right, Narugami, I'll just steal some of Mayura's," he said with a chuckle and Narugami departed without another word. He really hoped Narugami had been telling the truth and that it was not Freyr and Freyja, those two would ruin this night for sure.

"Okay, we really need to get rid of those two," said Narugami to Fenrir when he arrived back in the alleyway outside of the kitchen. "Loki's suspicious, I can tell."

Fenrir growled deep in his throat. "Damn those two. How much time do we have before Daddy and Mayura are done with their meal?"

"Not long, I'm afraid," replied Narugami and the great wolf rolled his eyes. "What? It's not my fault Freyja and her dimwit of a brother decided to arrive at the end of Loki's meal. I did buy us some time with dessert, so whatever you have planned we'd better do it fast."

"Come on, we need to get back to Yamino," said Fenrir and they went running back to the front of the restaurant. When they arrived the god siblings were still arguing, neither one even aware that they had attracted an audience or at how ridiculous they looked at this moment. Heimdall was busy going around to the spectators and asking them to place bets on which one would give up first, and many were getting in on the action by the looks of the leather purse in his hands.

"Wow, I had forgotten how bad their arguments could get," said Yamino as Narugami and Fenrir approached. "Did you manage to distract Master Loki and Miss Mayura?" They both nodded and Yamino breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, at least we have some time now to get this matter settled, though I'm not sure how to without Master Loki's help."

"Did you say 'Loki'?" asked Freyja suddenly, turning to Yamino before grabbing him by the jacket front and shaking him. "Is he here? Where is he?!"

"He's not here, Freyja," said Narugami quickly. "He and Mayura snuck out the back, they said they were headed to the park."

Freyja's eyes lit up and she dropped Yamino. "Then I shall go to the park as well and show my sweet Loki that I'm the one he's meant to be with." She then started running the general direction of the nearest park, leaving the others completely blown away by the fact it was that simple to distract her.

"I shall go too," declared Freyr and he grabbed Heimdall's arm. "Come, Heimdall, we must go convince my Japanese beauty not to marry that cretin Loki!"

Heimdall, whom had been collecting his winnings from the spectators, was less than thrilled about being dragged along on Freyr's insane mission. "Why do I have to come too? I don't care who either of them marries."

"Oh, just shut up and get on Gullinbrusti," snapped Freyr as he pulled Heimdall on his magical flying pig and flew off in the same direction Freyja had run off in.

"Wow," said Narugami in disbelief.

"My sentiments exactly, Narugami," said Yamino and then he looked around at the people before leaning in to whisper to Narugami and Fenrir. "Perhaps it would be best if we left, we don't want Master Loki catching us here."

"Yeah, I don't want to upset Daddy," said Fenrir. "We might want to go to the park, just to make sure those two boneheads don't tear it up or hurt someone looking for Daddy and Mayura."

"Good idea," chirped Ecchan. "Do we need more people to help?"

"I think so," said Yamino in a low voice. "Perhaps you should go look for the Norn Sisters or perhaps Mother, she might be of some help to us."

Ecchan nodded his tiny head and started heading back towards the mansion.

"Okay, and while you do that, I'm going to tell my boss I have a family emergency," said Narugami and he took off towards the kitchens once again.

"Should we wait for him?" Yamino asked Fenrir who shook his head.

"He knows where we're going, he'll catch up when he's ready," replied Fenrir and then they took off towards the park, wondering how much trouble Freyr and Freyja had gotten into in just a short time.

'You're going to have to ask her sooner or later, get it over with!' thought Loki as he watched Mayura enjoy her dessert. He had been waiting for an opportunity to ask her all evening but one never came up, instead they had spent the time discussing a few of their current cases and how some of their mutual friends were doing. Nothing had given him the opening he had been hoping for.

"Should we go now, Loki?" asked Mayura and he saw that she had finished her dessert.

"Sure, if you like," he replied with a small smile, he was still trying to figure out the best way to ask her to marry him. He had planned out everything except where and how he would propose to her, every time he had tried he would just get nervous and forget what he wanted to say in the first place. Maybe it had been a bad idea to try tonight.

He paid the bill and they left shortly after with intentions of going back to the mansion but something in him told him they should go to the park. When he suggested a moonlit stroll through the park, Mayura eagerly agreed. Perhaps he could ask her to marry him there?

The park was empty for the most part when they arrived, the only sounds they heard were those of the wildlife and the wind blowing through the trees, making for a far more peaceful setting than the mansion. They held hands as they walked, neither one saying much except Mayura would occasionally remark on something she saw or whatever popped into her creative mind, not that he was bothered. He enjoyed hearing what she had to say on something he found particularly mundane. With Mayura, life was hardly dull.

They came to a large fountain in the middle of the park and Mayura smiled sweetly.

"I know this place," she whispered and looked up at him expectantly. "You brought me here and told me you were a Kami sent to grant me one wish."

Realization dawned on Loki and he smiled fondly down at her. "And your wish was to see me again. Do you think it came true?"

Mayura laughed and nodded. "In more ways than one," she said before taking a few steps forward, only to feel a gentle but firm grip hold her back. She turned around slightly and saw Loki with a strange look on his face, when he pulled her closer she did not resist, mesmerized by the hypnotic light of his emerald eyes.

"Mayura, are you happy with me?" he asked, not making eye contact, but his arms tightened around her waist.

"Of course I am," she said brightly. "Ever since we first met my life's been so much better! And it hasn't stopped."

Loki smiled gently. "I feel the same way. I love you, Mayura, you know that right?"

"Yes," she replied though she was nervous now, this was starting to sound like a goodbye speech. "Loki, is there something I should know?"

He shrugged, not entirely sure how to answer that question. "Well, yes I suppose so," he said softly then he looked her in the eye. "Mayura, if I told you things between us could be better, would you like them to?"

She giggled. "I'm not exactly sure how this could get any better, but okay, yes I would."

With a trembling hand he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the ring box, keeping it firmly in his grip. "Then you should know that being with you these last few years has made me happier than I thought possible, and I don't want that to end." He pulled away from her slightly and opened the ring box, making sure she could see the ring inside. "Mayura Diadouji, will you marry me?"

Mayura looked from the ring then back at Loki, it took a few moments for his words to sink in before she understood his meaning. "Yes!" she shouted and then threw her arms around his neck in a tight embrace, she felt him return the gesture and she almost cried, of everything that could have happened that night this was the last thing she expected.

They pulled away simultaneously and gazed at each other before Loki kissed her passionately, stealing her breath away in the process. He was glad he had asked and thrilled that she had said yes, the night had been one to remember and he was looking forward to what the morning brought.

"That was so sweet," said Yamino as he wiped his eyes with his handkerchief before handing it to Narugami. They were hiding in the trees close to where Mayura and Loki were standing and were overcome by the purity and beauty of the proposal.

"Punyan!" cried Ecchan as he flipped happily in the air.

"Yeah, it was nice," agreed Narugami as he passed the handkerchief to Spica, who needed it more than he did. The giantess in disguise was unabashedly crying as they stood there in the thicket of trees, she even wiped Fenrir's face though he protested.

"I think we should hurry home before they realize we're here," said Yamino and the others agreed.

"What are we going to do about those two?" asked Fenrir, indicating the now unconscious Freyr and Freyja now in the form of Reiya, both of whom were tied up together.

"I'll take Freyr back to my place," sighed Heimdall, who was now dressed in an oversized diaper with a bow and arrow with heart shaped arrowheads. Apparently, Freyr was going to use him in his scheme to win over Mayura before Narugami knocked the lovesick god out with a cast iron skillet he had picked up from work.

Yamino nodded. "Thank you, Heimdall. That would be most appreciated. And I'll make sure Miss Reiya arrives home safely; just don't forget the surprise brunch tomorrow. Oh and Mother, thank you for your assistance. Turing Freyja back into Reiya then putting her to sleep was most helpful."

Spica nodded and smiled at her middle child as she petted her eldest. She then helped Heimdall drag Freyr away, Narugami and Ecchan following after them and Yamino gently picked up Reiya from the ground. He looked over his shoulder and saw his father and Mayura still in a lover's embrace, he smiled fondly as he followed the others out of the park, glad that his father's night had gone as well as they had all hoped.