Not Your Average Soulmate Story {Frostiron}

The First Day

[Tony's POV]

The first day was absolute torture. I mean it was all basics, but I can't believe I have to endure this for a year. They're basically teaching us how to love one another.

I wonder if the people who created this system even know what love is. The one's basically control the two's and from what I've learned about love that is not what it is. But here we are getting taught how to "love" one another. And on top of that we basically get forced to choose who we want to spend the rest of our life with out of a select group of people. And some people don't even get a say. It's just stupid.

"So, Tony. How did you like day one?"

"I found it stupid and unnecessary."

"Ah that is a common feeling among the students."

"Why do you seem to know so much about soulmate school. It's like you've been here before. I mean you knew the answers to every question today."

"Because I went last year, but did not find a soulmate that I would like to spend the rest of my days with and the Dean thought that I was destined to find someone in this year, so he requested for me to return."

"I guess that makes sense." I wanted to ask about everything, so I could fall asleep in class and not loose too much information from it maybe go to a party or two and not suffer the consequences. Maybe I don't know.

"So, what do we learn while we're here?"

"Basically just how to treat your respective two. How to punish them. How to greet them, take care of them, command them. Basically us ones are the leaders in the relationship and the twos must do everything we say unless it becomes to uncomfortable or dangerous."

"Isn't that a little primal?"

"Yes it is quite vulgar, but from my understanding the domestic abuse rates have dropped significantly due to these new rules."

"I guess, but what about the old days. Going to parties, meeting people, going on dates. Now you have to ask if there a one or a two or check their wrist to see if they have a corresponding one. I just want things to go back to how they were."

"I understand where you are coming from. I feel that my brother would prefer it be that way as well, but alas there is nothing we can do to change it."

"What's your brother's name you seem to talk about him a lot?" My mind wandered to what this mysterious brother could look like. I imagined he would look like Steve from the train, with a little bit longer hair. Almost identical to Thor, but taller and a sharper jaw line.

"Loki. I love him dearly, he is very introverted toward other people, but he opens up eventually. It just takes a while."

I walked over to my bed and plopped down, not caring to change out of my every day clothes.

"Well good night, Thor."

"Goodnight, Anthony."

"Tony, my name is Tony" and with that the brute left leaving me alone to bask in the fact that I will never truly find love.

[Loki's POV]

The first day was... boring, tiring, unnecessary. We were basically just told what would be going on during the year. Correct mannerisms, simulations, punishments, etc.

I didn't find a point and Bucky didn't seem to like it either. The only good thing about today was that I didn't run into my oaf of a brother. That was a relief. I didn't need anyone knowing that I was related to that idiot.

I talked to no one... which honestly wasn't surprising. Considering that everyone here is so driven by lust that its the first night and I know of at least 6 people who are already hooking up. And I repeat... it's the first night. I wonder what would happen the rest of the year. Would there be more hooking up, less? Would anyone ever ask me to hook up?

I laughed. Hard. To a point where Bucky asked me if I was okay and I had to awkwardly explain the situation.

His response was a  simple "I bet there's someone out there" then he returned to whatever he was doing on his lap top.

I thought about the one's that I had seen walking around school. There were definitely a few whose ass I would tap, but alas that's not my role. Doomed to be the bottom doomed to be a freaking submissive.

I hate this system.

A/N: The next chapter is going to be at the end of the school year; because writing a year of school would be boring when the actual plot takes place after there out of SMS. So yeah don't hate me (I'm also lazy).