Heart of Ice

by Mallory Mirkov

Chapter 1: The Heart wants what the Heart wants

A/N: If you've read my stories, it's obviously going to be yaoi.But this is actually more of a story that my usual PWP so enjoy

So, I was watching TV a few weeks ago when I saw something. It was one of the commercials for the movie and when the trailer ended, I was fangirling over Jack.

He is just too hot: I don't understand how an animated character can be that incredibly hot. It defies the laws of reality.

Well moving on, after some inspiration from fanfics, I began to work on this.

This takes place after the movie. God, its frustrating to write about something when the movie isn't out yet .

"Who are you?" I asked. I was a bit shocked someone else was in this roof besides me. It was my place. Just mine.

"I'm Jack" said the boy simply. He had sort of spiky white hair that didn't seem like it was dyed at all, pale skin and calf-level brown leather pants and a baggy blue jacket on. He had no shoes and had a Sheppard's staff.

"Um…what are you doing in my roof?" I replied, slightly angry at the strange boy.

"Sorry. I was just thinking here." he said. I gasped. His eyes were a shimmering hue of iridescent blue, as if the colors of the deepest ocean had been placed on his irises. I suddenly felt like a jerk.

"It's okay….Are you cold?" I approached him, feeling the ice under me crunch as I slowly walked across my roof.

"I'm fine…the name is Jack" said the boy, introducing himself and giving me a lopsided smirk.

"I'm Logan, nice to-AH!" I yelled as I slipped on the ice under me. My eyes locked with his momentarily as, with a yell, I fell off the roof with a slide. Cold wind blew wildly around me as I fell. I nearly closed my eyes when I saw Jack leap off the roof like an acrobat and shoot right at me at an impossible speed. He managed to grab me around my chest in mid-air. With a hard jolt, I stopped falling.

We stood hovering in silence for a minute before I broke the silence.

"How?" I asked, shocked as Jack held me, my feet dangling from the ground that could have been my grave.

Now that I was closer, I could feel Jack's skin. Cold...it reminded me a lot of marble. His jacket had a thin layer of frost on it as well and so did his cheeks. He radiated cold. He was cold.

"I'm Jack Frost" said the silver haired boy, his breath cold. I suddenly felt very terrified as I realized of my current location.

"Please put me down." I said, my eyes wide with fear…I could see Jack's image blur already from my intense vertigo. I began to sweat and images began to grow blurry and unfocused, fear clouding my vision.

"Scared of heights?"

"Like hell" I whispered. My stomach was wrapped so tightly in knots I was scared I wouldn't be able to properly digest again.

"Hold on" he replied. I nodded, burying my face in the crook of his neck and feeling the rough cold blue fabric of his jacket. Slowly, he levitated upwards and gently set me down.

"It's okay, you're not in the air" he said. I raised my head and suddenly noticed just how close he was to me and that (embarrassingly) I had my arms wrapped around his neck, trembling. My skin was clammy, my heart hammering and I was probably flushing red. Quickly, I got back, feeling myself heat up. Jack seemed unfazed however.

"Um…I'll be going." he said, preparing to leave after a few minutes of awkward staring.

"Wait! Don't go!" I pleaded, grabbing his hand. I didn't know why but the thought of him leaving….pained me a bit.

Jack looked back. His eyes seemed confused, like he was trying to understand something.

"Okay" he said simply, floating back down. He was about a few inches taller that me, so that I came up to his chin.

"Let's go to my room. I don't want to fall" I said, slowly striding across the snow and gripping the branch of a tree as I finally made it across. Sliding down its dull brown bark, I entered my window. Jack followed me in, his presence causing my window to be lightly coated in ice.

"Nice place" he remarked. I took off my bulky green jacket and looked at Jack. His skin was illuminated by the moon above.

"Thanks…what are you?" I asked, sitting down in my bed.

"If I only knew. Not many can see me. I'm like a freelancer. If there's winter, I'm there." he said. He held out his hands and summoned a glowing blue ball of snow, which he then crushed and threw the slushy remains outside the window.

I smiled. "You look so…"

"Strange?" offered Jack, putting his staff down.

"Slightly." I said, sitting in my bed. Jack sat right next to me, his icy aura radiating and chilling me slightly. He was frowning at me, as if confused.

"Are you okay?" I inquired slightly.

"There is something different about you" replied Jack. His eyebrows were knitted together in confusion. I noticed that they were black, unlike the rest of his hair.

"Is it a good thing or bad thing?" I questioned rather boldly.

Jack put his hand directly on my cheek. I felt my own skin reacting to his, blood rushing to warm my cheeks. His eyes twinkled with the spark of intelligence and mischievousness.

"Good" he breathed before everything melted and faded to black. My consciousness faded, but not before I felt some icy cold upon my lips and faded to oblivion.


Logan's P.O.V

I woke up with a yell. Not again.

Another dream about Jack Frost.

Sighing, I rubbed my eyes and looked around. Same boring room. The same dark green wall-paper and natured inspired decorations.

Today was exactly a year that I'd encountered the spirit of ice and snow. All the evidence of me meeting him was a piece of wood that I'd found in my table. It was part of his staff most likely. It had only one thing on it: a "J" carved on it. That and a note that was in my desk drawer:

Logan,

It was really nice to meet you. Keep the wood piece. I'll see you soon.

-Jack

On some occasions, I would turn to the wood piece and the J would be glowing bright blue. I clutched it tight and for a split second, I could see Jack in hazy visions. Flying, playing, and spreading ice and snow everywhere he went.

But last time, when the wood had been glowing, I saw Jack flying high in the air, yelling as he froze a horse created from swirling black sand like material to a statue and caused it to explode.

Was Jack in trouble? I never found out. It had been maybe 2 months I'd seen that vision. Whenever I "saw" Jack, I felt close to him, as if right next to him.

I put the wood in my pocket and as I got ready for school, I looked at myself in the mirror once.

I was rather skinny for my age and despite eating as much as I could, gained no weight. My hair was light orange and kept long and my eyes the same shade of light brown.

Was it strange for me to hold on to the wood? To worry about an immortal boy who most likely already forgotten all about me?

I had no answer. I walked out into the empty hall, feeling even more alone that usual.

My parents had left yesterday to go visit family. My school was sick of my absences so I was forced to stay behind. After much pleading, they had finally left. I was alone for a week! I took a quick shower and then headed downstairs, my stomach grumbling for food.

"If there's winter, I'm there"

Was Jack nearby? Above me, spreading winter at his wake? My visions only worked if the wood was glowing, which was rarely nowadays.

As I munched on my pancakes, I kept gazing outside, snow slowly falling and making the snowpiles larger and larger. I placed my plate on the sink and slung my backpack in my arm when suddenly, the wood in my pocket began to grow cold and the freezer opened with an icy gust of wind. Ice cubes gently floated out, swirling in the air. Gasping, I looked as they arranged themselves to spell out one word:

LOGAN

"Miss me?" asked a familiar voice. Jack was casually leaning against my front door, his easy going grin plastered all over his face.

I dropped my backpack and rushed to him, my heart racing like a wild steed.

Jack gave an "oof!" as I wrapped my arms around him. His staff clattered to the ground. Slowly, the spirit returned the hug. The warmth of my body began to ebb away as Jack's powers slowly leeched it away. I pulled away. He seemed different for some reason. More…mature. Slightly. Not very. This was Jack anyway. The year had done good to me. I was as tall as he was.

"You look older" remarked Jack, cocking his head.

"We can't all be immortal can't we?" I laughed. My grin faded a bit.

"What happened to you? The other night? A year ago?"

Jack hesitated. "Sorry about that…I was a bit…pre-occupied." He looked away for a second.

I smiled. "Never mind, I'm just glad you're here. You want some ice cream?"

Jack's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree at the word "ice cream"

Invisible to all but me, Jack floated nearby as I walked down the street. I noticed that his presence caused nearby grass and trees to be coated in frost and water to turn to ice.

"You seem more powerful" I noted.

"I guess. What is school again?" asked Jack.

"It's where ordinary kids go to learn useless things to get jobs. Basically hell" I said. I tried to imagine Jack sitting in Algebra 1, trying to figure out the value of x.

Nope, too weird. Heck, if he got irritated, he'd probably freeze the teacher and leave.

"It's mandatory to go?"

"Yeah. But don't worry, I got a break next week…and if you could maybe summon a nice blizzard to make me not go to school that would be nice" I said. Jack giggled.

"I want to go to your "school" said Jack as I sat in the bus stop.

"Very funny Jack." I snorted.

"I'm serious, I want to!" pleaded Jack.

A light bulb lit up in my head.

"Ok, you can come. But you have to make sure to make a really bad snow storm that lasts until Friday or Saturday." I said.

"Why?" he inquired

"Because if we have a bad blizzard, school is cancelled because the ice can cause accidents with the cars."

"Deal" replied the sprite.

I laughed at Jack.

Jack decided that he would meet me a lunch rather that be around me for my first 3 periods of class.

"I'll meet you outside at lunch" I promised.

Nodding, Jack flew away, leaving a cold wind at his wake.

I sighed as I turned my attention to the building behind

"Please don't let it be a horrible day" I said, walking towards the doors.


Jack's P.O.V

As I flew above, I kept coming back to one thought.

Logan

"What is it with Logan…" I said aloud.

"Logan Matthews?" asked a familiar voice.

I turned to see Tooth beaming at me.

"Tooth!" I yelped, floating to her.

"Hi Jack! Just thought I would fly a bit: it was a slow night. So what is it with Logan?" she asked.

"Umm…how do you know him?" I asked. Tooth's violet eyes narrowed.

"He's the only Logan in this town, oddly enough. Yeah. He can see me: caught me 4 years ago. And Sandy nearly freaked at him when he saw him too…"

"Why is it some people can us?" I questioned

"North says it's because those people especially need us. Like Jamie." said Tooth.

"You're half human right?" I asked bluntly.

"Yeah. Always have" she giggled.

"I know this is going to sound weird but…I feel really weird around him." I said cautiously.

Tooth narrowed her eyes.

"How so?" she asked.

"He makes me really happy and my stomach feels like it's in knots and my chest feels tight …it's weird. I know I'm not a human anymore but…do you know what it is?" I asked.

Tooth's violet eyes were stormy.

"What?" I asked

"Jack, I think you have a crush on him"

"Tooth, I think you've lost whatever made your brain not go completely BATSHIT insane" I retorted.

"Logan and Jack, sitting in a tree, K I-"

"Finish that and you'll be a Toothsicle" I growled.

"Why so defensive huh?" asked Tooth, her eyes locked on me.

"I don't know! It's just not possible…" I said. It wasn't. I couldn't. I shouldn't.

"If you're afraid because he's a boy-"

"It's not that! It's because he's…mortal…and…ugh, I need to clear my head" I replied.

Tooth's eyes softened.

"Jack!" she yelped just before I summoned a frosty cloud to hide me.

Could it be possible? Could I like him?


Third Person P.O.V

During his time away from him, he had been frequently tempted to pop over there but just remembering Logan gave even him chills. And he had dreams about him at times…

What if Logan just didn't feel the same?

He suddenly flew to the town below.

11:34

He was in lunch by now…

Floating invisibly to all, Jack searched for Logan among the students. Finally, after some confusion, he spotted the boy sitting in a table, a splotch of orange visible from the air.

"Logan!" he half whispered/ half yelled.

Logan looked up and smiled. "Here, a treat Icicle Boy" he grinned. He dug into his lunchbox to pull out a large chocolate flavored ice cream bar. Licking his lips, Jack sat down next to Logan and began to eat the treat.

"I suppose it looks like I'm talking to the air and my floating ice cream is vanishing" giggled Logan.

"I'm very much solid….well, slightly…a bit…augh, nevermind." replied Jack.

"LOGAN!"

A girl walked over to them. She had short blonde hair, numerous bracelets in her arms and "strange" written all over her. Jack quickly swallowed his ice cream and threw away the stick.

"What is it Luna?" asked Logan as the blonde sat.

"I finished my story! You wanna read it?" asked Luna, blue eyes full of excitement. Jack frowned.

"Who is this?" asked the pale boy acidly, as if Luna were some evil remnant of devil spawn.

Logan ducked under the table.

"My friend Luna. Calm down." warned Logan.

A split second later, Alexander plopped down next to Luna.

"What's up?" he said casually.

"The birds, dumbass" laughed Luna before kissing him.

"Good, she's taken….damn it, stop thinking about him" thought Jack.

"Logan, why you so lonely?" asked Alexander.

"Anti-social." replied Logan sharply.

The brunette frowned.

"We need to get you a date ya know?" he said.

Luna spit out the water she was sipping while Logan chocked on his sandwich, shooting Jack a look before returning his attention to Alexander.

"I'm not in the mood for a relationship" he replied, swallowing thickly.

"Come on there has to be at least one girl or dude you like" said Alexander.

"Somehow, I regret telling you I'm bisexual with every passing second" said Logan, glaring at Alexander.

"Oh, I like someone. Problem is A) He's invisible and B) With my luck, he'll like someone else…" thought Logan.

"Well, at least I've mentally admitted it. I like Jack Flippin' Frost. Now, if only I could tell him..." thought Logan, munching away.

"Who is even your type?" asked Luna

"…I really don't have a clue" said Logan.

Meanwhile, Jack was silently thinking about this new revelation.

"I don't have the guts to tell him…I'll show him after school" he declared in his head, his blue eyes never leaving Logan.


Later, Period 7, few minutes till dismissal.

"Come on…come on" said Logan.

"In conclusion, the last days of the American revolution…" droned on the teacher, his voice sounding more like a robot.

"God, someone please cause a distraction." prayed Anne.

"Ask and you shall receive" whispered a voice in Logan's ear, causing him to shiver.

Jack rubbed his hands together and then blew across his palm. A freezing gust of wind rolled across the slightly warm air and landed on the teacher's desk. A layer of frost caused the desk to partly become a block of ice.

"Holy shit!" yelled Luna, pointing at the desk

The teacher became so mystified with the icy desk, above his head, 3:29 became 3:30.

"Dismissed" said the teacher, still focused on the desk.

Logan giggled along with Jack. Instead of following the rushing river outside towards the front doors, they headed towards the back doors. Once there, they burst out laughing. After what seemed like days, they finally stopped, letting out a couple of giggles now and then.

"Aww crap…I missed the buses" said Logan, as in the distance, large yellow buses rolled by.

"It will take me 2 hours to get home now" he said.

A smile, dazzling and radiant, crept up Jack's face. Logan looked at him momentarily before it dawned on him.

"NO!" he protested. Jack simply grabbed him and pulled him close.

"Hold on, it's going to be a bumpy flight" he warned, just before he summoned a cold gust of wind underneath him and was sent, along with his screaming friend, into the frigid heavens.

The cold wind whipped both boy's hair violently, orange and white. Jack smiled as they both flew in the air.

"How's it going?" asked Jack.

"I. HATE. THIS." Hissed Logan through clenched teeth.

"Just open your eyes. Trust me. You'll like it"

"But-

"Trust me" said Jack.

Hesitating slightly, Logan opened his brown eyes and looked.

Clouds below them were stretched out like white cotton below the town. It was beautiful. All of the buildings and cars moving underneath them.

"Awesome right?" said jack.

Here goes

"Yeah, it really is" said Logan, beaming. His vertigo was still causing blurriness but it seemed weaker that usual.

"Listen…I just wanted to tell you that the reason I left was because I had a mission…"

"What mission."

"Well, you know the Tooth fairy and the Sandman and Santa right?" asked Jack.

"Of course…they're real like you, right?"

"Yes. Well, there was this bad guy, Pitch…he's like, the head boogeyman. He was trying to take over the world, you know, as usual for all these villains lately. And all that time, I could feel someone near me but not truly there."

"Oh…who was it?" asked Logan

"You. All that time, I thought of you. I know you probably don't feel the same, or you don't want a relationship but..in the short time I've known you…I think I might have feelings for you."

For a moment, they just flew, in silence while Jack watched Logan in panic.

"It was you. That cold in my lips that night. That was you" remembered Logan. It hadn't been the air. It was Jack. Kissing him.

"Yeah…err..It was kinda of on impulse and-"

Jack was cut off as Logan gripped Jack tighter and kissed him full in the lips.

It was sort of weird. Logan's warmth fought Jack's arctic chill. A numbing feeling spread throughout his body, originating from his lips.

When oxygen was vital, he pulled away.

Brown met blue.

Jack nuzzled with Logan, hugging him as tightly as physically possible, as if trying to merge with him.

"I'm never letting you go" he muttered, feeling Logan hug him back.

Well, that was a long first chapter! And a long time to write it too! (I think this is about 13 pages long) This story will focus on Jack's life a little then move on to Logan. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please review because….yeah just review…seriously….I need my reviews….FEED ME!