AN: Welcome to my story! You may recognize some themes and/or settings from a certain movie, but that's how I got the idea, and you may think of this as a more mature version of the movie. This is actually mainly T, with some chapters ranging into M, so I would just caution that M is M for a reason.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Seriously, on a site named fiction, I don't understand why we need disclaimers but oh well!

So Let our story begin.

Fire & Ice

"Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice."

Robert Frost

Arc 1: Conceal It

Chapter 1: The Dangers of Ice

A cool chilly breeze brushed against the mountain top, spilling a small flurry of snow off of the highest peak, and the snow flowed along with the breeze, chilling the air as it melted into the currents of air and dropped lower to the ground beyond.

The breeze flowed down the mountain, and through the canyons, continually moving in an aimless course to the city by the sea. And as it existed the canyon, what stood before it were walls of white marble, ready with towers and walkways to defend the slumbering city beyond. The breeze however simply sloped upwards and above the wall and flew through the quiet streets, the torches of fire carried by the city guards growing smaller before expanding again at the fresh oxygen in the air from the mountain and the sea.

Still the breeze flowed, until it reached the sea air, whose own breeze crashed into it, and the two breezes intertwined as they danced upwards and around the other, before falling down once again to an area next to the sea itself, surrounded like an island with a single stone bridge to show the way.

Upwards for what seemed like miles was the city Castle, and as the breeze fell upon the castle grounds, trees sounded and moved with a shudder, its branches unleashing some unwanted leaves upon the grounds. And yet...as some of the breeze flowed down and instead of following the rest, they moved to a balcony whose doors were open and surged inside the castle itself.

Inside the balcony doors was a large room; large enough that a simple peasant family would believe that they were reaching beyond their most eccentric dreams. Next to the balcony were some drawers of the finest wood, and a large bath that sunk beneath the wooden floor. A small desk with numerous books stood near the far wall, each in order by the thickness of its pages. And finally, in the center of the room, stood a proud four poster bed, with white silk sheets so soft one could slide right off, and under the canopy was a see through pink shade of curtains that bathed the girl resting inside with a peaceful glow.

The girl lay asleep, her breathing small and slow, as her face lay angelic and faced the open balcony, where the chilly breeze breathed upon her skin, warming her up as it blew past the curtains around her. The girl's hair lay all around her soft pillow, with some covering the right side of her face and neck, and the girl had kicked her covers off at the cold night, feeling hot in her sleep.

Slowly, the breeze died down, and as it did, the handle along the door entrance to the room jiggled a bit before opening quickly and a figure entered the room, and closed the door silently behind them. The girl stayed asleep, unknowing that someone besides her was inside her bedroom.

The figure stepped forward, into the light of the room, and walked to the girl's bedside, slipping something back into their pocket, something that looked like a key of some sort. The figure just stood there for a second, admiring the teenage girl who could only be around fifteen years of age, and yet she had become beautiful, her nightgown, barely going down to her upper thighs and following her curves all along the way.

The figure wore black military styled pants, and jacket, with red stripes moving up the limbs and center and on the back was the infamous white circle that signified the military of the royal family that he served. The figure wore black fingerless gloves, and rubbed them together for friction and anticipation for what they were about to do for the sake of their very life.

The figure bent low, and sat upon the bed, their weight shifting as they leaned over and placed a soft and gentle kiss upon the girl's forehead. The girl smiled in her sleep, and her body shifted over to the figure's warmth, as her body pressed up against the figure's now laying down body, her body folding against theirs.

Slowly, and lovingly, the figure's hand brushed away the girl's hair from her neck, tucked it behind her ear, and leaned forward again to kiss her neck with their lips. But instead of retreating, the figure leaned in further, and let their tongue slip out and glide across the skin, and the girl shifted in her sleep, waking up to the feeling of someone at her neck, as she moaned in content.

"Hime, wake up."

The girl groaned and closed her opening eyes, and the figure chuckled before kissing again. The girl whined in her throat before turning on her back and opened her emerald eyes at the teen above her, their muscular arms entrapping her on either side. The figure was above her, and down below, her hormones stirred in desire, and she smiled sleepily.

"Do I have to wake up?"

"You promised, remember?"

"Okay...Naruto." The girl conceded and the figure known as the teen Naruto got off the bed as the girl moved to the edge of the bed and stood up, and Naruto blushed as the princess he served had decided to not wear any underwear to bed...again, and so her womanly areas were in clear transparent view for him. And he gulped nervously at what he'd have to do next.

"Naruto, will you bring my clothes, over?" The girl smiled sleepily, and yet he saw the mischievous twinkle in her eye that always appeared when she asked him to do this for her. Naruto sighed and bowed slightly, moving over to her dresser to pull out a long sleeved white sweater and red pants, along with a matching pink set of sexy lingerie, that the princess insisted on wearing.

"Here you are, Hime." Naruto spoke as he presented the clothes to His Lady, but she giggled and just turned around before pointing to her straps, where two strings were loosely tied together. Naruto gulped again before placing the clothes on the desk and walked to stand behind his princess and soon the strings came undone and the lingerie worn as a nightgown flowed down the princess's body, before pooling around her feet. Naruto watched it fall, until his eyes fell upon her ass, shaped and toned to perfection, from the secret sword lessons and stretching the princess had 'asked' him to teach her in the middle of the night.

The ass turned and Naruto looked up into the emerald eyes of the princess as she stood before him, naked as the day she was born, in a regal confidence, and smiled at him. "Aren't you going to stare at my breasts a little longer?" The princess giggled. Naruto knew what that meant and cast a look down to see her firm breasts protruding so closely to his body that he could grip them and make the princess his own, and then she would be nothing but a servant to him, and he would love her daily for the rest of his life.

Naruto dared not look lower, but the princess had found her hand a perch on the back of his head and pushed his head down to between her breasts as she hugged him, her womanly asset below rubbing against him and causing him to blush.

"I'm glad you did what I asked once again."

"Kissing your neck to wake you up every time is easy to this, Hime." Naruto whispered, leaving out the kiss to her forehead as he always did.

"Naruto, you're my best friend. You know you can call me Sakura." Sakura smiled as her hormones felt satisfied to be in her servant's tight embrace. His hands stayed off her ass and for that she wanted to order him to touch her, but she and he knew that it couldn't be. "I can order you again to call me Sakura."

"I'm sorry, Sakura-Hime. I'm still getting used to the idea of saying your royal name."

"Well, why don't you dress me? Then we can have some fun."

"H-Hai." Naruto blushed as they broke apart and Naruto began to touch Sakura's royal body in very intimate places, placing her underwear and over coats on her feminine figure. Naruto had done this for her since he first became her servant at the age of six, but she had insisted that he continue to dress her as her body developed wonderfully and he couldn't refuse her. He didn't want to. Her order was law to the city, but to him, it was life. He would never hurt her, never betray her, and…never tell her how much he loved her with all his heart.

"I'm glad my key worked again." Naruto spoke again as he stepped back and braided Sakura's hair into a nice ponytail before draping it over her right shoulder.

Sakura smiled, as she imagined the then frozen blue colored key that she had made for him. "The guards keep changing my locks. It's becoming such a hassle."

"They think someone is breaking into your room, Hime."

"Naruto!" Sakura whined and gave him the stare. He lowered his head and apologized.

"Sorry, Sakura."

"Come on," Sakura spoke as she pulled his hand. "and remember. We can't be seen."

Slowly, the two headed to the door and quietly pulled it open. Sakura moved to walk out when she was roughly pulled back by Naruto who held her there as he checked the hallway. Sakura huffed at his protectiveness. Sure his hand was grabbing her tightly, but she liked it rougher than girls her age. She was no Drama Princess like the Hyuuga heiress.

Quickly, they rushed through the halls, with Naruto leading the way through the servant tunnels and crossroads until they arrived inside the ball room, with no one in sight. Naruto had lead Sakura through the servant door built behind a deceptive round column, and after they were sure that the doors were closed, they smiled and ran to the center.

"Please, Sakura." Naruto asked.

"Don't need to tell me twice." Sakura giggled as she closed her eyes and left her heart tug a bit and her fingers and hands glowed ice blue before she stomped her feet, and all around them, ice formed atop the stone floor, freezing everything in its low path, and when it reached the walls, it stopped itself. The two teens laughed and looked deep into the other's eyes.

Sakura shot her arms up to the air above them, and the blue magic shot forth, and ice burst in the air, creating small fireworks that glittered around them. Sakura felt cockier than before and swirled the magic inside her and shot forth her magic again, only this time, the magic was golden, and fire exploded and join the ice in sparkling all around them.

Sakura ran around the room, as Naruto was clumsier on the icy floor, but it was like her feet glided over her own magic. It had been when she was eight that she learned that she was born with magic, and while only a few within the castle knew, Sakura and Naruto played with her magic all the time, to have fun and relax. Mostly, that meant at night, under the bright magical stars that Sakura created.

You see, Sakura was a witch, the first to be born from within a royal family, and for that, her parents, the King and Queen of Port Haruno worried for her very life. You see, one was killed for being a witch by some people, and yet there were numerous magical devices and useful ways that were done by people with magic. Some magic was bestowed upon others, most had a small amount of power, and then there were witches like Sakura who were born of the world with magic that could materialize around them.

Sakura, growing up, had at first worried that her only friend, Naruto, would hate her, and hide from her, and call her a freak, but instead, he became closer than just a friend to her. He was always at her side, and even at the age of nine, Sakura felt her heart grow for her crush on her servant.

Sakura and Naruto looked around them, their adrenaline falling back to normal levels, and sighed before sit on the icy floor, and laid back to watch as the ice and fire fell continuously, and as Sakura used her hand to lightly pushed them up and down the area above them.

Sakura laid her head back, and turned it slowly to see Naruto's smile at the magic above him. His lips look so delicious, and Sakura held back some saliva from falling at the thought that his lips tasted like the ramen that was his favorite food.

Her crush had gotten to become more than that as Sakura grew up. As a servant, Naruto dressed her, combed her hair, and when they were little, he washed her back in the bath. Now, while she let him keep his clothes on in front of her, she wanted so much more with him. She wasn't supposed to feel this way about someone of lesser worth than her, but when the princes her age were either jerks or not her type, she couldn't help but compare them all to Naruto, who doted upon her at all times.

At some point, Sakura thought that Naruto liked her back, but he did not tell her he held feelings for her. If he had, Sakura was sure that last year would have been the year she became a woman, but Naruto wasn't even a knight, though she knew that his skills were on par with any knight. The captain of the royal guard had assured her so.

Naruto came to her as a gift from a nomad clan of traders from inside the canyon. He had gone back to them for two years when they were twelve, and Sakura had almost lost her crush for the boy. But since last year when he returned to her side, her crush had become much more, and Sakura knew it was love. She loved her servant dearly.

That was why, when he had returned, two weeks later, Sakura had refused the new servant and insisted that Naruto continue her dressing ritual, and everything that kept him at her side at all times. For a year, they had skinny dipped, gone riding, had so many good memories together, and now here they were, late at night, sneaking out of their rooms, under the stars, next to the other as great friends were.

But I want more, Sakura thought as she stared at Naruto's glowing eyes. They glowed because Naruto had some of Sakura's magic inside him, but he treasured it just as he treasured his position at Sakura's side.

Slowly, Sakura turned her body and slid sideways, until her stomach came in contact with the side of Naruto's, and her legs intertwined with his left one. Sakura pushed her upper body against Naruto's arm, and tucked her head under Naruto's chin. He had grown taller and Sakura loved everything about him.

"Sakura," Naruto chuckled, "what are you doing?"

"I'm cold." Sakura whispered as she let a shiver trickle across her body.

Naruto chuckled back. "You're always cold." Sakura smiled and blushed as Naruto brought his arm around her body and brought her closer, rubbing her warm. Sakura was colder than Naruto, her blood freezing at 90 degrees. It was the ice magic inside her that did that. The fire magic wasn't a raging red, but more like the sun's color, and was as gentle as Sakura was. But still Sakura warmed up against Naruto and she loved it and treasured these moments, just as Naruto had assured her of them as well. Everything was perfect…..and yet…..

Sakura had insisted two months ago, that Naruto should bestow her great royal-ness with a kiss every morning and Naruto had refused, as a princess's lips were sacred to even the commoners, and Sakura relented, but the next morning, she had Naruto leaving small hickies on her collarbone, telling him that he would make out with her neck, which was 'less royal' than her lips.

Now, after two months, Sakura knew that it was now or never. Naruto might like her. He was okay with kissing her neck. Maybe he would take her lips, and she could finally taste his and know once and for all what he tasted like.

"Naruto?"

"Yes Sakura-Hime? I mean, Sakura."

Sakura leaned up and wrapped her arms around her knees, and soon Naruto joined her and waited on her. Sakura sighed. "Will you…kiss me?"

Naruto smiled to Sakura and nodded, and Sakura smiled before her eyes widened as he moved her hair back as he always did before he kissed her…neck. Sakura shook he head and moved her hand to stop him.

"No, a real kiss."

"B-but Sakura…The royal kiss is sacred. You bestow it on knights, winners of tournaments, ambassadors. It's not meant for servants like me." Naruto spoke solemnly and Sakura reached out and held his hand in hers. Naruto blushed. Royals were not supposed to do this, but then again, this was Sakura, and her parents let her do things.

The secret was…the King and Queen knew she was here, in this room, with Naruto and alone. He told them, and they let this occur. It gave Sakura confidence in herself, but they trusted Naruto to behave, and he would not defile the princess that the whole city adored.

"You're missing one important exception, Naruto. A royal kiss is also for lovers."

Naruto blushed redder at that. There were of course lovers. Princesses and Queens that lied down and kissed many of their suitors, as long as their chosen suitor was the only one to lay with the royal. There were some kingdoms with multiple princesses and each of them had a harlot for a royal sister.

"But Sakura," Naruto whispered, "you're not a harlot princess. You are beloved by your people. You care for them more than yourself. I can't." Naruto insisted and pulled away, but Sakura pulled him back and made him face her.

"Can't I be selfish for once, Naruto? I'm not a harlot; I know that, but I want you." Sakura's eyes bore into Naruto and as his own eyes widened, Sakura chuckled sadly. "I said it. I want you. I like you, Naruto."

Sakura watched as Naruto looked at her questionably. "So, the dressing you?"

"Yes. I wanted you to see me, and find me attractive."

"The kissing your neck?"

"You made me aroused and I knew you wanted me then."

"But…"

"Naruto…do you want me as I want you?"

Naruto chuckled sadly, "What kind of question is that? The whole kingdom wants you."

"I'm not asking the whole kingdom. I'm asking you."

"…..I like you, but I can't lay down with you."

"Just a kiss." Sakura pleaded, and Naruto sighed with a smile and nodded.

Slowly, the two turned to face the other and leaned in, their eyes wide open and as they briefly touched, they breathed in quickly, surprised, before Sakura kissed Naruto quickly and waited. Naruto kissed back, and Sakura kissed again, closing her eyes to let her mouth do the seeing for her.

Naruto closed his eyes as well and the sound of kissing echoed along the icy floor and around the ball room. The two leaned back and kissed, Sakura more into Naruto, as each brought a hand up to caress the other's cheek, and Sakura moaned happily as her tongue came in contact with Naruto's.

He didn't taste like ramen. He tasted like the sea, unchanging, and yet changing. Unpredictable. Or maybe that was his tongue that slipped away and played with her tonsils and she moaned relentlessly and played with Naruto's tonsils in return. Naruto groaned in return and they continued the lip locked battle for what seemed like eternity, but was really just an hour.

Slowly, their breath finally left them and they parted, ever so slowly, to where a trail of saliva followed their tongue's paths and broke on their lips. They opened their eyes and wiped the saliva before looking back at the other and stared.

"Wow." Naruto breathed as he rushed to get his breath back.

"What you said." Sakura breathed heavily. She still didn't get his taste after all that? He tasted salty, and sweet, and kind, and why were none of these flavors?! Maybe another kiss? Not yet. Sakura smiled at Naruto, and got his attention.

"Shall we continue this later?"

Naruto nodded his head. If the princess wanted it, it was hers. But now, it was his time.

"Take off your shirt?" Sakura asked, and blushed. It wasn't like they were going to do sexual deeds, not yet.

Naruto smiled as they both stood up and Naruto took off his black jacket before taking off his black shirt as well. Sakura gulped at the sight of his muscles, and couldn't wait much longer. Naruto smiled as he folded them up and nodded to her, and Sakura's hands turned green.

Sakura placed her hands on Naruto's chest, and they both shivered, Naruto from the magic seeping in, Sakura from the magic leaving her, and both at the sexual foreplay that was occurring. Sakura began to move her hands along his chest, and they both held in their moans from practice.

You see, Sakura's magic wasn't just ice and fire. When she turned eleven, another power had become known to her. When Sakura was younger, she got fevers and chills all the time and Naruto shared her bed to warm her up, but on her birthday, this stopped, and she felt so healthy.

A few days later, Sakura and Naruto were walking in the forest, a rare occurrence for Sakura, when they came across a poor baby bird with a broken wing. And before they could do anything for it, it died in front of them. Sakura had cried for it while holding it, and suddenly, her hands began to glow green. Her magic seeped inside the bird and the bird chirped again and soon flew away.

Sakura had healing magic, at least that was what she called it. And now, that magic seeped inside Naruto's chest and his limbs as Sakura moved her hands all over him, as her magic surged inside his joints, bones, and skin, strengthening them for something special.

Sakura bent low to do Naruto's thighs again, when she saw something in front of her face. Naruto blushed and looked away, and Sakura let out a giggle as she stroked it with her magic, as she always did, though it was usually soft, but now hard. He wanted her…good.

Sakura brought her hands up to his face to his hair and held it there as her lips shined in her magic and she kissed Naruto on the lips again, her magic making them both moan in anticipation. Sakura let her magic stop flowing, and the glow died, but the kissing continued for a bit before they parted.

Sakura looked up, dazed at the amazing second kiss before she saw Naruto smile mischievously. Suddenly, Naruto disappeared from view and appeared at Sakura's side, where a peck on the cheek landed on her. Sakura gasped at the contact. She wanted a real kiss, not some loving peck on the cheek!

"Want to play tag, Sakura?" Naruto laughed in one ear, before Sakura moved to grab him, and disappeared again, leaving a yellow flash where he once stood, and as soon as Sakura had turned, Naruto pecked the back of her neck, and Sakura groaned playfully.

As the two began to play a game of kiss tag, Sakura remembered a few days later with the bird. The bird had shown up in Sakura's room, and as Sakura watched, it disappeared and broke the glass window of the balcony doors. It had sped up and become a speeding arrow.

After that, Naruto and Sakura had experimented with the healing factor on Naruto, and now two years of in between applying it at night, Naruto was now faster than Sakura could track, and she could track her magic rather fast, so Naruto made a game out of it. That was the real reason why they were here, rather than the 'stars' and 'kissing' and 'lying in the other's arms.' That was a couple's thing and they weren't….well, maybe they could now be.

Sakura reached out once again, and felt her magic surge out as ice sparkled in a light painless explosion around where Naruto was, but soon, Sakura's arm jerked back and Naruto kissed each knuckle one at a time, pulling Sakura's hand in a different direction each and every time he reappeared. "My Lady."

"Naruto!" Sakura laughed and Naruto disappeared again. Sakura smiled knowingly. Naruto would reappear behind her, as he always did. She had him! And as she turned she knew she had won.

Suddenly, something snapped inside Sakura, and a hallucination of red, blue and green, surrounded her vision like a thick haze. She saw Naruto racing towards her and there were four of him too. He moved so slowly, and Sakura found she did too. Her hand was in a flat palm, when the same thing snapped again, and everything raced back to her.

Suddenly, the sound of ripping skin sounded next to Sakura, and red water splattered across her sweater and face. Sakura saw Naruto in front of her, but he was so close to her, and then Sakura realized that she wasn't at the side of the room anymore, she was in the very center.

Naruto's face looked like it was in pain, and as Sakura moved, so did he, as blood trickled down the right side of his mouth. Sakura gasped and looked down to have her face turn white and she screamed as her hand and half of her arm had entered through Naruto's chest. Blood protruded from the wound, but Sakura ripped her arms out and she watched as her magic sealed the wound in on itself.

Naruto fell to his knees with a thud and Sakura caught him, or tried to, when she noticed her right arm encased in a mixture of ice and yellow fire, her fingers looking like sun-colored claws. Sakura willed the ice to break and it did, shattering into bright lights as Sakura helped control Naruto's descent to the floor.

Naruto's eyes closed, and Sakura's eyes teamed with tears. "N-Naruto….Na-Naru-Kun?" Sakura whispered, her prized name for her lover finally spoken, but still Naruto did not move, and Sakura wept.

"Momma! Papa!"

AN: As you may have realized by now, I am basing the theme of the story off of the movie Frozen, and I hope that you all like my story enough to push that reach next chapter button. Go ahead...it's to your bottom right corner of the screen...did you push it?...Come on! Push!