Okay, so this is my first story, like ever, so I'm really sorry if its bad or shitty grammar! Anyway I hope you like it!


Peering around the tree that I was currently hiding behind, I spied on Bunny, watching him train. Boomerangs shot past him multiple times before returning to its owner who was doing complicated looking flips in the air.

The Warren was surprisingly peaceful today, no sounds from the egglets as they roamed around the fields, sticking well away from the large animal that was now attacking a wooden structure that was getting its face pummelled by Bunny's feet.

Edging closer I tiptoed to a closer tree to get a better look, I always liked watching Bunny train the best, the fluid movements that were precise yet powerful, the strong yet graceful hits he managed to pull off. It was far more interesting than freezing water pipes or annoying the elves at Norths workshop.

"Ya know, if you want to spy on someone you need to watch that frost of yours, snowflake."

Startled, I yelped and almost fell flat on my face in front of me. Somehow the Pooka had managed to sneak around me, while I was daydreaming about said Pooka.

Bunny was smirking and raised a furred eyebrow, looking amused.

"What are you doing behind a tree, Frostbite?"

Clutching my staff to my chest I smiled sheepishly, feeling a blush coming onto my face.

"Chasing wombats" I jabbed. Satisfied as I saw a scowl come over his face at the mention of the Australian animal. He shifted his weight forward so he was leaning slightly forward, coming closer to my face.

"Chasing a wombat, huh?" He questioned. I blushed harder when he lent in even further, tilting his head slightly, almost in a condescending manner. "Up a tree?" he finished.

Confused by him re-stating what I said, I nodded slowly. He chuckled, slow and deep, tilting his head back until he was chuckling to the sky.

My face, no doubt, was on fire by now as I stared at the Pooka in disbelief. Why was he laughing? I didn't know wombats tickled his fancy.

"What, got something against wombats, kangaroo?" I taunted, slightly flustered by his sudden laughter.

His chuckle dried up and he quickly snapped his head forward again, even closer than before, so close that I had to lean back slightly to stop my face pressing into his.

A quiet blush coated my face at that thought and Bunny noted it curiously, but obviously dismissed it as his scowl had returned and his arms were crossed over his chest.

"So tell me, Iceman, how could you be chasing a wombat up a tree, if they can't climb trees?" He said lazily, smiling smugly.

The colour drained from my face when he mentioned this. Shit. Busted.

Chuckling nervously, I shifted my wait from side to side, stepping back slightly to get away from the rabbits piercing gaze. I could never tell him I was watching him train, let alone I have been doing so for the past few weeks, I would never hear the end of it, almost like that time when North and Bunny had found me dressed up in one of Norths old clothes from when he was younger. Needless to say, there were many pictures taken, against my will, while Bunny was laughing so hysterically he had to be sedated.

So telling Bunny was out of the agenda. Should I lie? Run? Perhaps have a spontaneous seizure?

While mulling over possible things to do quickly in my mind, I felt myself being bumped in the shoulder as Bunny walked off, shaking his head, chuckling softly.

"Ya' know there aren't any wombats in the Warren anyway, contray to popular belief." He called, walking slowly back to his training area. Smiling slightly I started after him, lifting off the ground slightly and floating behind.

"Since when can't wombats climb trees?" I called back, curious.

"Since ever, ya' Gumby"

"Well that is just unacceptable" I frowned. "I thought all Australian animals could climb trees?"

"That's a koala, mate" He snorted. "And that's a vicious stereotype that's gonna end with you being punched and I'm not gonna do anything about it."

Smirking I lent against my staff, watching Bunny collect all his equipment, before he put it into a pile and left it by the glen. After a few minutes of staring I could feel my face heating again. I sighed before sinking into my staff, using it as a leaning post.

"Why do you always stare?" He suddenly asked, while tapping the ground to make the equipment disappear down some hole.

Startled by the question, I cleared my throat before answering.

"I don't stare!" I retorted to his stupid question.

"Not even a little?" He teased, coming to stand in from of me.

Fuming silently at his plain mockery of me for his own amusement, I raised an eyebrow before haughtily replying.

"I could stare at you in contempt if you want?" I airily asked twirling my staff in my hands before smirking as I walked around him.

"Contempt? Hardly, snowflake, you couldn't stay mad at me, not even if you tried." He said.

Blushing at the plain truth in his words, I clenched my staff tighter and refused to look at him as my feelings became a confusing mess.

"Ha, don't be so cocky, Kangaroo, I could stay mad at you for a century, without even a second thought." I lied, the revelation of what I said passed through my mind and just the thought of that made my heart hurt.

He was silent for a moment before responding. His pause almost too long, but not enough to make me turn around, and show him my burning face.

"Fine then, you have yourself a deal then, Frostbite, whoever can stay away the longest, wins. No talking, no touching, no meeting each other outside of Guardian business. What do you say, feel up for a little game?"

Hearing the slight hurt in Bunny's voice made me turn around alone, but the unrecognisable expression on his face is what had me staring at him, surprised.

I couldn't very well deny the offer of the game, I was the Guardian of fun, games where what I do.

"What?" I muttered uselessly, still trying to comprehend what Bunny was suggesting, stay away from him? How was the even possible, I could barely go a day without seeing him before getting fidgety. How was I suppose to stay away from a creature that has lived for thousands of years on its own.

Was this his way of wanting me to stop bugging him? To turn it into a game, so I would willingly comply, knowing that I hate losing more than anything in the world.

Breathing in a ragged breath I stared at the Pooka, who was waiting patiently for my answer, his unusual expression masked by his rough exterior facade. He had a paw extended, waiting for my hand to seal the deal.

Closing my eyes, I stepped forward and slowly lifted my hand, I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, watching and waiting, the unreadable expression seeping through the cracks if his tough face.

Gently I slid my hand into his furry one, and savoured the warmth that it held, as it would be the last time in a while that I would touch the Pooka, I bore my eyes into his, memorising his face.

I reluctantly pulled my hand from his, surprised when I felt his claws tighten ever so slightly before releasing my hand.

"Well that's that, may the best Guardian win." He smiled although it seemed forced.

He looked like he wanted to say something else, but stopped himself and tapped on the ground twice and disappeared from my view before I could say anything.

I stayed where I was for a while, trying to fully comprehend what just happened, what I had gotten myself into.

Stay away from Bunnymund? Just the thought of that sent a pain to my heart, how was I going to stay away from the person I spent most of my time stalking, thinking or hanging out with?

But just the thought of letting someone beat me, let alone the Pooka, irked me. I was at a crossroads.

Gathering my wits, I clenched my staff tighter before lazily shooting up to the sky, before heading to Norths, trying to fight back the lump in his throat that appeared every time he thought of never seeing Bunny again.


Okay so thats the first chapter, I have some good ideas fro this story, so I hope that some of you actually read it haha :) Anyway i had prepared or this to be a oneshot but I had this great idea halfway so here we are! oh and don't forget to review or send me a message, I always like to know how I'm doing or your thoughts on the story!