Song Threeshots

Song 1: Trespassing by Adam Lambert Part 1

Canon/AU:ROTG Human/modern AU

I own nothing save for the idea.

Jack had to wonder what exactly he got himself into. The sign said 'No trespassers allowed'. He could blame it on the whiskey that Nick got him into. Yeah, that's what he would do. Aster and Nick were cheering him on from the other side of the fence, both drunk off their the lights came on. The boys not within the fence turned and ran to avoid being discovered. Jack, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. He started to run when the door opened, stopping Jack in his tracks. The man on the other end of the door was gorgeous. Shoulder length black hair, and warm golden brown eyes that narrowed in suspicion at the younger male.

"What are you doing here? you can read the sign, can't you?" The voice was British, and very angry at Jack. "I'll ask you politely to leave, then I'll call the cops." Jack thought about how he could get himself out of this mess.

"Do you live here by yourself?" The man nodded his head curtly and relaxed a bit.

"So you don't want to rob me?" The man asked, completely serious.

Jack shook his head. "I'm just on a stupid dare from some of my new friends, they said that we would be in this together, but you see where that ended up."

"I saw. I know those simpletons. Nicholas and his gang, right?" Jack nodded. "Have they made you have...intercourse with Toothiana yet?" Jack gulped and nodded again. "I figured. Very well then, come inside and let me get you warmed up." The man walked back into his house. Jack stared for a while then ran into the house.

"What's your name?" Jack asked, looking around at the pictures that the man had up on his fireplace. Some were of him and the other members, but one was him as a teen standing with a girl of about ten years or so. "Mine's Jack, Jack Frost."

The man looked back and smiled. "Kozmotis Pitchiner, but everyone used to call me 'Pitch Black'. You can call me Pitch." Pitch set two cups of hot tea in front of himself and Jack. Jack eagerly sipped the hot tea and waited for Pitch to start talking again. "I was once one of them. They threw me out when I refused to break into an old woman's house and steal a locket. She found out and had us all arrested. Sandy was the only one actively on my side after we got out of jail. I really did not know what to do with myself after that. I went to the woman's house. Her name was Martha, and she had a young daughter named Kathrine. Kathrine and I became fast friends and Martha decided to take me in. Two years ago Martha and Kathrine got into a car accident. Martha died on impact, and Kathrine is still in a coma. I've been alone here ever since."

Jack looked at Pitch. "So...You're all alone here?" Pitch nodded his head. "I'll stay here with you! It can't be good to be alone." Jack was determined to be there for Pitch after hearing what he had been through. Pitch looked shocked that Jack would even suggest such a thing. He set down his teacup and stood up, making his way to where Jack was sitting.

"Are you sure about this Jack? I am not exactly the best person to hang out around. What will your new friends think?" He sounded excited, but it was clear to Jack that he didn't want to get his hopes up.

"They don't deserve to be my friends if they forced you to do the things you claim. I believe you, so you can get your hopes up." Jack certainly felt something for this man that had weathered all of what Nick had put him through. He held no doubt that Nick really did what Pitch said he did, and more. Jack reached up to give Pitch a comforting hug, but Pitch had thought something different and went for Jack's lips. They met halfway and Jack's mind went numb as he felt the new sensation.

He started to kiss Pitch back when the door opened and a booming voice called out, "Jack! Are you in here?"

Well! That certainly was a very interesting start to this story, no?

Thanks for reading, and if there is anything I need to work on, let me know!

-Snarkette59