This story takes place in my Jack-in-the-Past!AU, in which Jack is sent back in time as punishment for playing a prank on Father Time. Although, I've changed it so that this happened before Jack became a Guardian. BTW: Loki's mama to a lot of things. Norse mythology made M-preg canon. This part of the story takes place a few months or so before How to Train Your Dragon 2.

The day we met

Frozen I held my breath

Right from the start

I knew that I'd found a home for my

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

Hiccup smiled as he made his way through the forest. He wasn't meeting Jack in the cove as usual, but in the clearing on the other side of Berk from the village where he had first met the winter god. He'd been thinking about that day long past ever since he had found the note that Jack had left for him. It had been just over four years since he and Toothless had stumbled across the boy while searching for the journal that had fallen from Toothless's saddlebag during an earlier patrol.

Hiccup chuckled at the memory of the sprite's face as he told the story of how he had met Toothless and stepped into the clearing. He looked over the area and frowned when he found Jack curled up on a rock near the center.

"Hood up, not good," Hiccup muttered, knowing Jack only pulls up his hood when he's upset. "Jack?" the viking asked, walking up to the rock.

Jack peeked up at Hiccup before jumping off the rock and burrowing into Hiccup's chest.

The dragon trainer wrapped his arms around the winter spirit and stared down in shock. A few months earlier, a growth spurt had allowed Hiccup to overtake Jack in height, but now instead of being level with Hiccup's eyes, the top of Jack's head rested comfortably under Hiccup's chin.

"Jack, what's wrong? Are you hurt? What happened?"

Hiccup felt Jack shift nervously against him. Slowly, the sprite pulled away and dropped his hood.

Now, Hiccup likes girls. He's always been attracted to girls. The fact that he love's Jack is just an... exception to the rule. So Hiccup was admittedly both shocked and aroused by the sight before him.

The figure had white hair that was cut short, just a little longer than Ruffnutt's had been after she had cut off her braids for Scauldy. Lips were painted a deep blue that matched the darker portion of the feminine eyes while shimmering blue frost made eyelids appear painted. A dark brown cloak fell over thin shoulders and brushed bare feet. Underneath were brown pants tied with leather, silver arm-guards, and a pale blue apron dress held up by silver brooches encrusted with dark blue gemstones. The dress was made from an odd, thin material and had frost-like silver designs across the bottom half. The dress also had a low cut and wasn't paired with an undergown, which gave a pretty good view of -

Hiccup heard a throat clear and looked up, blushing, to see an equally amused and annoyed expression on the winter sprite's face.

"J-Jack?" the viking asked in a high pitched voice. Blushing more, he cleared his throat and asked, "What happened?"

Jack gave a pained smile and said, "Remember when I told you about that prank Loki and I played on Puck? Well..." Jack gestured to himself. "He got his payback."

The viking snickered. "He turned you both into girls?"

"No, Loki's always changing shape and gender so instead he used some kind of fertility spell on Loki and sent him after a horse. Now Loki's mad because he gave birth to this eight legged horse. Honestly though, Sleipnir is one of his more normal kids."

Hiccup laughed, but it died off quickly when he realized Jack wasn't joining in. Something was wrong. Jack usually laughed off a prank after the initial pouting, especially if he wasn't alone in the despair. "There's something else, isn't there?"

The winter god buried himself against Hiccup again, shaking slightly.

"Jack?" the dragon trainer whispered as he heard the boy-turned-girl start sniffling. Jack never cried. At least not in front of Hiccup. He could still remember the one and only time it had happened; waking in the middle of the night to a god in his lap crying over a nightmare about Hiccup getting hurt was something the viking didn't think he could ever forget.

"I love you, Hiccup." The words were spoken between sobs and made Hiccup tighten his grip around his winter spirit.

"I love you too, Jack."

"I swear, I'll never forget you."

That made Hiccup pull back and look into Jack's face. Likewise, Jack was staring into his, blue eyes staring in a way that made it seem like they were taking in every detail, like they were trying to memorize even the tiniest freckle. "Jack?"

"I - Hiccup, I'm - I'm leaving."

Hiccup chuckled, even as it felt like something was crushing his chest. "That's not bad. I'll miss you, but you'll be back soon and then we'll..." The boy trailed off as Jack shook his head. The thing crushing him got tighter, a part of him knowing what's coming next while the other was in denial.

"Hiccup, I'm not just leaving the island or even the Archipelago. I'm - Hic, I'm leaving..."

"You're leaving Midgard." The heir of Berk felt a few tears in his own eyes as Jack nodded, once again pressed against his chest. A small part of him wished he had worn his armor, something he'd never felt he needed with Jack, as Frost slowly started spreading from the pale hands clutching his shirt and the spirit's tears began freezing on his shoulder. He ignored the cold though and ran his fingers through snowy locks. "How long will you be gone?"

"A long time."

"Like, after I've left for Valhalla?"

"More like after you're great-great-great-grandchildren have left for Valhalla."

Good news: the thing wasn't crushing his chest anymore. Bad news: it was focusing all it's power on his heart now.

Hiccup nuzzled the other's head and asked, "How long do you have?"

"He said he'd come and get me a little after sunset."

Hiccup glanced up at the sky and was extremely glad he had talked himself into getting up early and leaving right at sunrise.

"I guess we should make the most of our last day together," Hiccup said, smiling down at his little, more than usual, winter god. "We can go fishing and ice-skating. I can watch as you mess with Snotlout. Whatever you want, just you and me."

"Sounds fun, but first..." Jack smiled up at him, wrapping pale arms around a freckled neck and floating up for a kiss. Hiccup smiled and returned the kiss, gently lowering the sprite to the ground.

-.-

Jack landed gently just out of view of the village.

"It's not that funny," Hiccup grumbled from the giggling spirit's arms. Being carried bride-style had been a lot less awkward when Jack had been both bigger than him and physically male.

Chuckles dieing down, Jack set him down and looked to the side. Hiccup followed his gaze to see the sun sinking below the waves.

"Promise me you'll take care of yourself," the sprite said, leaning against the viking.

"You know I will," was the reply, along with a sassy smirk and a pair of freckled arms wrapping around a thin waist.

Jack frowned up at him and said, "I'm serious, Hiccup. I don't want to look into what happened to you and find out you died a week from now because you did something stupid for no reason. I want to find out that you went to valhalla after living a long life and having tons of fun with your grandkids. You promise me that."

Hiccup pressed a kiss to the spirit's ear and said, "I promise."

Turning in his arms, Jack gave him a peck on the lips and cupped his cheek. "I love you," the winter god said before pulling away.

The dragon trainer shared one last smile with his boyfriend before Jack disappeared in a swirl of what seemed to be silver sand.

Hiccup sighed, but before he could do anything else, a large black shape crashed into him.

"There you are! Where have you been, Hiccup? Toothless has been sulking on your roof all day!"

"Hey bud," Hiccup said, patting his dragon's snout before pushing the beast away and accepting Astrid's offered hand. As he stood up, he said, "Sorry, I was just... saying goodbye to a friend."

"A friend?" the viking girl asked, but was ignored.

"I should be getting home. My dad's probably not too happy about me disappearing."

"What else is new?" Astrid muttered as she watched the two walk away.

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more