Hello, my lovely readers. And welcome to my newest story, Snowbound Hearts! I'd like to first take the time to say that my Runescape fan fiction, Always Together, No Matter What, is currently on hiatus as I try to think of a way to successfully reboot the story. My reasoning being that I think the character, Shiva, may become a Mary-Sue if I'm not careful. The back story I had in my mind surely would have ended up in her as a Mary-Sue, and I didn't want that happening.

So, for now, I hope you guys will enjoy this little story I totally thought of after seeing Jack Frost all those times in the Rise of the Guardians trailer... plus, he's amazingly smexy. c(:

Now, without further ado: Snowbound Hearts. (such a corny title! xD)

It was a beautiful Tuesday afternoon in February. The birds were singing with joy as people walked about, chatting and laughing. The kids played in the school yard, hanging with friends, while their parents roamed about town, working and shopping.

It wasn't any normal day, though. Today was one of the most special days of all. Oh, yes. Today was Valentine's Day.

Couples strolled together through the park, holding hands, people exchanged cards, chocolates, and roses. Yes, love was in the air. But some proved to need some assistance.

A young man, probably in his twenties, with messy, sandy blonde hair, green eyes, and glasses, walked into a coffee shop, a heart-shaped box of chocolates and a rose in his hands. He walked up to the counter, his scarf wrapped tightly around his neck, and his hands visibly shaking. A young woman with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes was behind the counter, a green headband on her head, white collar shirt, and green apron on. She had her head propped on her elbow as she read a magazine.

The man took a deep breath, then cleared his throat, grabbing her attention. "H-hi Sarah." he stuttered, a shy smile on his face.

Sarah glanced up quickly, her eyes then shooting back to the magazine she was reading. "Hey Frank." she said, a smirk on her face as she continued to flip through the pages of the magazine. "Anything I can do for you? Coffee? Donut?"

"N-n-no, a-actually. I-I was kind of... of wondering if, maybe, you-you might want to, uh..." he fumbled over his words, trying to get what he was trying to say past his lips.

She looked up at his flustered face as he kept stuttering. "You okay, buddy?" she asked him, cocking a curious eyebrow as she finally noticed the chocolates and roses. "And who's the lucky lady?"

He shook his head furiously, inhaling another deep breath. "I'm fine. I just wanted to know, if... if you wanted to get dinner, or-or maybe catch a-a movie with me... tonight."

She stood up straight, a light blush crossing her face, as she started to scratch the back of her head. "Uh... Frank... I-"

Frank looked despairingly at the ground, waiting for the rejection. Suddenly, a broad smile crossed her expression, her blush growing bigger.

"I'd love to!" she said. Frank's head popped back up to look at her, his expression miffed.

"R-really?" he asked, his smile growing by the second.

"Yeah. How about that new restaurant they opened across town. Pick me up around... say, sevenish?" she asked.

He scratched the back of his head, blushing. "S-sure thing! That sounds great!" he then remembered the flower and chocolates in his hand. "A-and these are for you!"

She took the gifts, a smile still upon her lips. "Thanks! See you at seven?"

"Y-yeah! See you at seven!" he said, then heading for the door, slightly tripping over his feet. As he opened the door, he turned his head back to look at her, as she waved good-bye to him before she took her next customer. He smiled, still blushing, then walking out the door.

Elsewhere, perched in a tree, was a girl, just about in her mid teens, with a silver bow and quiver filled with arrows. She had short chin length black hair, her skin a caramel color, and her eyes were a rosy pink. She wore a black zip up hoodie, that had two white tiny angel like wings on the back, a pair of pink pants, and black combat boots. She smiled at her handy work, still crouched on the limb she was perched in.

"Another job of love handled by Cupid―or, should I say one of his 'orderlies'." she said to herself. It wasn't like anyone could hear her―let alone see her, as she was pretty well hidden by the leaves and branches of the tree. Plus, only people who believed in her could see her.

Scanning the area, she spotted another couple that seemed to need some love assistance. Taking an arrow with a heart-shaped tip out of her quiver, she quickly nocked her arrow, then drew her arm back so she could take aim. Just as she was about to let go and let the arrow take its target, she heard a loud yell from above her.

"SNOW DAY!" a young male yelled. He had silver-white hair, deathly pale skin, and blue eyes. He was wearing a blue drawstring hoodie, that seemed to have a barely noticeable frost design on it, and tan pants that where tattered and torn just above the ankles. He seemed to not be wearing shoes. In his hands was a wooden staff that seemed to be frozen where he held onto it.

He flew around the area, carried by the winds, as frost started to collect on almost everything he flew by. People looked around confused as the snow and frost came from nowhere, but didn't question it, as it seemed to be a somewhat normal occurrence. Kids started to have snowball fights as enough snow collected onto the ground.

The girl in the tree steamed as a small pile of snow fell onto her head, sending a glare that could kill at the flying boy. "Jack..." she muttered under her breath as she leaped from the tree.

Jack dusted his hands off after throwing a snowball at a child. "Well, my work here is done." he said, then turning to walk away. He almost bumped into the girl with bow, as he turned to face her angry glare. "Amy! So good to see you again!"

(A/N: I will probably write a one-shot prequel to the story to explain EXACTLY how these two met. And it shall be quite the amusing tale, if I do say so myself.)

Prodding a finger into his chest, Amy kept glaring daggers at him. "First off, Frost, it's Amora toyou. Second, you messed up my shot with your little stunt right now." she said, her voice seething with anger.

"Oh, come one. I'm sure another one of you little cherubs will be able to handle it." he said, then turning and creating a snowball from thin air in his hand. "Think fast!" Jack then threw the snowball at her, hitting her square in the face. Clenching her eyes shut, she quaked with anger, her hands clenched in fists. "Oops..."

(A/N: In this story, I like to think of cherubs as workers for cupid. They're not the humanoid chubby babies with wings most of us are used to in the myths. I like to think it's more like a name for Cupid's agents. It's a bit more interesting, I think with the uniforms I gave them. _)

"Jack..." she said, trying to contain her temper.

"Y-yeah?" he asked, scared of her angered form.

She then abruptly opened her eyes, her eyebrows knitted together, and her face flustered from the pent up rage. "Start running."

Not needing to be told twice, he started to levitate off the ground, then shot straight for the woods, flying as fast as he could. Amy followed in hot pursuit, her wings forming on her back as she flew off after him.

"I don't suppose this means you'd want to go on a date with me later on, would it?" he yelled back to here, turning his body so his was gliding backwards. An arrow flew past his head, and he tucked his head down, then looking back up. "I guess that would be a no." he stated, before turning back around and flying faster.

He rounded a tree then, pressing himself against it as he hid. A few seconds later, Amy flew by the tree, Jack going unnoticed to her. Breathing a sigh of relief, he came from out of his hiding spot, only to bump into the furious winged beauty. She quickly pinned him to the tree face first, grabbing his hands behind his back and pressing a booted foot into his back.

"Ow! OW! Alright, you got me." he said in defeat, turning his head a little to talk. "You can let me go now."

Hesitating for a second, she then let him go, turning on her heals and starting to walk off.

Jack brush off the front of his hoodie, then looked back to see Amy as she started walking off. "Hey, wait up!" he said, running next to her. She groaned in frustration, refusing to give him the satisfaction of annoying the heck out of her. "Oh, silent treatment? I get it. To can play at that game."

She scoffed in amusement, crossing her arms as she walked. There were but a few seconds of silence before the mischievous spirit of winter started talking once again.

"So, Valentine's Day. Celebrating the day of love, and the Cupid's birth I guess." he said, placing one hand in his pocket, the other still holding his staff. "Hey, does that mean it's any of Cupid's little helpers birthday, too? Or are you guys just taking over for him as a pre-"

"Jack. Please." she retorted, squinting her eyes in his direction. "Shut up."

"Shutting." he replied, then acting as if he were zipping his lips and throwing away said zipper.

Wish there really was a zipper there. Amy thought to herself, a smile forming on her face. Not really paying attention to where she was going, she tripped over an uplifted root, almost face planting into the snow if it weren't for two arms catching her around her waist before she fell.

"Let go, Jack. I can take care of myself." she hissed at him as she started struggling out of her arms.

"Yeah, and that's why you almost feEELLL!" he retorted sarcastically, before falling on top of her from her constant squirming.

She landed on her back, grunting as she felt Jack's weight fall onto her as well. Trying to get up, she lifted her head, only to bump it against his by accident. "Ouch!"

"Sorry..." he said, rubbing his forehead as he squeezed his eyes shut. When he opened his eyes, he didn't notice how close their faces actually were. Looking into her rose pink eyes, a huge blush started to form on his face, making him turn as red as a tomato. She also blushed, turning her head away slightly as he simply bowed his. "We should probably get off the ground." he said, making sure to look anywhere but at her.

"Yeah, we―"

"Amy!"

Amy quickly pushed Jack off of her getting up to brush herself off. Suddenly, three figures flew down to the ground, standing next to her. One of them was a girl with turquoise hair, pulled up into two long pigtails, green eyes, and lightly tanned skin. The next, another girl, had flaming orange hair, cut close down to her head, amethyst colored eyes, and dark skin. The third was a boy who had pink hair, put up into a high ponytail, and hazelnut eyes. They all wore the same outfits the same basic outfit, the only difference the guy having shorter combat boots, and red pants, the girl with the pigtails in a skirt, and the one with orange hair having no sleeves on her hoodie.

"Gemma. Daniel. Maggy. What're you guys doing in this sector?" Amy asked them, curious.

"Well, we had came to see why there wasn't any love being spread in your sector." the girl with orange hair, Maggy, explained.

"Cupid sent us out here to see what the hold up was." Daniel, the boy, added. "We even had to pick up some of your work."

The other girl, Gemma, looked behind her at Jack, who was leaning against a tree, whistling. "I guess he may be to blame. Hi Jack." she said in a high pitched voice.

"Gemma." he replied, sending a wink in her direction. She covered her mouth, giggling a bit.

"I'm gonna go with my hunch, and say that old man winter here had something to do with the random snowfall." Daniel said, crossing his arms.

"Oh, you know." Jack said, slowly walking towards the group of cherubs. "Jack Frost is the name, and snow is my game."

"Nice..." Maggy said, then swiveling her head back to Amy. "Ames, we've gotta get back to headquarters. Boss still has some important work for us to do. So say bye to your little boyfriend."

Gemma and Maggy started laughing, a broad smile on Daniel's face as they watched Amy's face turn several different shades of red.

"H-he is not my boyfriend!" she retorted, pointing an accusing finger at Jack. He had a small smirk on his face, one of his eyebrows cocked up in a wondering expression.

"Well, you guys should get out of here." he said, as he started use the winds to lift him off the ground. "Oh, and Amy?"

She turned around to look at him, having gotten over her shock, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Miss you already." he told her. Blowing a kiss at her, he quickly flew away as to cause more mischief.

Amy looked down at the ground as the other cherubs started to laugh at her. "Shut up, you guys..."

And THAT is the end of chapter 1 for my fan fiction for Rise of the Guardians, Snowbound Hearts! Starring, our coolest, cutest, mischievous winter spirit, Jack Frost, and an OC that came to my mind, named Amora Valentine! Don't worry, in later chapters, we'll get more into her back story. MUCH more. So, I shall see you next time. Until then: Cabbage, jitterbug, and soup. Thanks for reading, and don't forget to review.