Chapter 1 - The Beginning
Authors Note: This is my first ever Fan Fiction, and story really, so please don't be too harsh I would absolutely LOVE it if you took the time to review and tell me if you loved it and what you loved about it, or even if you thought it was ok but could use some improvement and say what sort of thing I could do to get better and I'll try to bear that in mind when writing future chapters. And I'd just like to say thank you for clicking on my story, even if it was an accident and you were after the one below or above it. In this fic Jamie is 16, I've based it 6 years later as I think Jamie was around 10 in the film and Jack 17.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters used in this story (in this chapter at least :P) I also don't own the rights to the Rise of the Guardians film as, if I did, there would definitely be a sequel where Jamie is older and he becomes a couple with Jack! But I don't. Therefore you'll have to make do with this story version :D Enjoy!
Jack can't stop the small giggle that escapes from his lips as he watches his best friend, and first believer, as he scans the area, snowball in hand, looking for Jack get his revenge. Jamie, hearing the laugh, spins around in time to get hit in the face with a snowball. Jack swings upside down on the branch he's hanging on to, laughter bubbling out of his throat.
Jamie blindly throws his snowball, hoping that it'll hit Jack, but, as he's still blind due to half of Jacks previous snowball still being in his eyes, he misses. Completely. Jack responds with laughter and, as Jamie clears the snow from his face, he has his signature cheeky grin on his face. The same cheeky grin that first caused him to fall in love with his best friend/guardian. The one that reveals most of his teeth,
As Jack swings down of the branch Jamie quickly prepares and launches a snowball. It hit's Jack square in the chest causing Jamie to parade around in triumph after hitting the guardian for the first time that day.
Jack just laughs and shakes his head, causing snowflakes to fall out of his snow-white hair. As he watches Jamie in his triumph, he feels his heart grow lighter as he sees the happiness in his friends chocolate-brown eyes, a warm feeling spreading throughout his body. "Having fun yet?" Jack asks. To which Jamie replies with yet another snowball. This time hitting the surprised Jack square on the nose. "That's it!" exclaims the grinning snow spirit as he begins to run to the side, launching perfectly formed snowball after snowball. Each of which finds their target.
After getting hit with 17 snowballs in quick succession, the brown-haired teen collapses on the ground laughing.
Jack slowly walks up to him, 1 last snowball hidden in his hand, but stops as he sees Jamie's face. His brown eyes full of joy and trust in the azure eyed guardian, and, as he looks into his eyes, Jack is reminded of why he first fell in love with the teen. Sure their relationship had started out purely as friends but, in the six years that Jack has known him, he's watched the boy grow and experience a whole new side of life with his new friend. And as, they grew closer and closer throughout the years, he'd felt his feelings growing stronger and stronger.
At first he'd not realised, just passing it off as the feelings one has for close friends, after all, he hadn't exactly had a lot of experience in having friends, or a crush, in the last 300 odd years. Due to the fact that he was invisible and all. He finally realised the extent of his feelings when he arrived just as Jamie was getting out of the shower and found himself unable to keep his eyes off of the teen as he got dressed, watching from his usual place on the windowsill as the boy had covered up that sun-kissed skin of his until his 5 ft 10-inch frame was completely covered, much to his disappointment.
However, he couldn't let the boy off that easily and promptly dropped the last snowball on his face, much of it going into the startled teens mouth. This caused him to splutter and cough whilst cursing Jack. Something along the lines of "What the hell was that for you big idiot". Obviously he came up with many, much more colourful curses, but they don't bear dwelling on.
After laughing at the indignant expression on Jamie's face, and at all the colourful ways he found of insulting him, for a good five minutes, Jack helps the red-faced boy up.
"Why'd you have to go and ruin a perfectly good moment?" demanded Jamie. Jack just shrugs nonchalantly in reply and states, "I thought you liked snow", innocently staring at the teen, who just looks at him and shakes his head in exasperation. Cursing the fact that he just couldn't stay mad at his pale skinned crush for very long.
"How much longer can you stay for?" he inquires. "I probably should leave in about an hour. If I don't, North'll have my hide." The brown-haired teen was unable to suppress his frown, "But you've only been here for two hours! And it's been ages since your last visit!". This brings a smile to Jacks lips and he lean in close and asks, teasingly, "Aw, did you miss me?". Jamie is only able to blush, muttering "Of course I did, you're my best friend after all."
"Don't worry, I'll be back in two days, three tops," Jack says, smiling down at the slightly shorter teen. "You promise?" Jamie asks, unable to keep the doubt out of his voice. Jack can only think of one way to answer this question and cheer his best friend up, "Would I ever lie to you?", "I suppose not," Jamie begrudgingly agrees looking down at the floor, his bangs falling over his eyes.
"Now then. What should we do now?" Jack asks, "I seem to remember making a promise about taking you ice skating."
Jamie immediately perks up, looking at Jack with a newfound excitement. "Can we really go ice skating?", "I don't see why not. Unless you've changed your mind." Jamie panics, fearing that Jack will retract the offer and exclaims "No!" looking relieved as Jack gives him a cheeky grin. Making him immediately realise that Jack was teasing him. He playfully punches the spirit on the arm and mumbles, "I just wasn't sure if you had time to go ice skating." Jack just smiles and says, "Since when have I ever cared about meeting deadlines anyway?" Jamie grins in reply.
Jack offers his hand out to Jamie, who takes it with suspicion, wondering if Jack has some trick up his sleeve. However, Jack only pulls him in closer, wrapping an arm around his torso, causing the boy to blush, before shooting up into the air, taking the red-faced teen with him.
Jack laughs with delight as the warm body wrapped in his arms tenses, gloved hands grip his arm in fright. "What have I said about just suddenly flying whilst you're carrying me?" Jamie screeches at Jack, terror clear in his eyes. "I know, I know. It's not polite and it always scares you. But it's so fun to see how you react. It's never the same," Jack explains. The only reply he gets is a sigh of exasperation at his sadistic nature. Then "I thought you are supposed to protect the children NOT scare them to death. Wasn't it Pitch's job to give us nightmares?"
Jack gasps in response, feeling a tightening in his chest at the thought of giving Jamie nightmares, "How dare you accuse me of giving nightmares to children! I teach children how to have fun and enjoy the little things. I'm nothing like Pitch. All he cared about was ruling the world."
At this point they were about 800 ft off the ground, and Jamie was trying his hardest not to look down as Jack takes him across Burgess, flying over familiar landmarks, such as the new shiny shopping mall that was built the previous year. Jacks arms were tight around his chest at this point, holding him tightly to Jacks cold body. He begins to relax and enjoy the flight through the sky with his crush, wondering what it would be like to do this at night, and maybe do certain other things afterwards.
Jack looks down at the relaxed teen, unable to keep the smile from appearing on his face at how peaceful the teen looks. His eyes wide as he takes in the sight before him. One that few, if any, humans have ever experienced in this way. He sighs, gripping Jamie slightly tighter as he takes them slightly higher. It wouldn't do to get spotted now, would it. After all, they'd only see Jamie floating through the air. However, as he looks down, a thought passes through his mind. A cruel, evil and scary thing. He'd almost talked himself out of it, but then thought about how tightly Jamie would hold on to him afterwards. That decided it. No matter how mean, he had to do it.
Jack slowly began to loosen his hold on the boy in his arms, not enough for him to notice, distracted as he is, but enough to cause him to drop slightly lower. He bites his lip in concentration, moving his arms slightly faster, hoping the teen doesn't notice just yet. And, as the boy drops lower and lower, almost slipping from his arms, he finally breaks out of his day-dream about all of the things he wants Jack to do to him. He lets out a small squeal of fear as he realises how close he is to falling. He looks up at Jack, his eyes wide and filled with terror. His hands, gripping Jacks arms, determined not to fall. He then lets out a shrill scream as Jack finally drops him.
At first Jamie seems to float in the air where Jack dropped him. But then gravity takes effect. As Jamie falls, screaming through the air, he curses Jack in his mind. Wondering if he'd finally gotten tired of him and decided to kill him instead of just abandoning him. It'd probably be less painful anyway. Then again, at least he'll won't feel any pain. His body'll probably splatter, but he hopes his parents will still be able to recognise him.
As these thoughts are passing through his mind, he sees the ground, covered in a blanket of snow, approaching fast. And, just as he reaches the top of the nearby houses, he feels Jacks arms wrap round him again, pulling him back up into he air. Jamie's screaming is cut off abruptly as Jack places his hand over his mouth. Jamie bites down on Jacks hand but he refuses to move his hand, just clenching his teeth and taking the pain, until the teen has calmed down. By the time Jamie's calm enough for Jack to remove his hand, they've reached their previous altitude and Jamie is, yet again, clinging on to Jack for dear life.
As they approach their destination, Jamie sees that it's the large pond/small lake where Jack says he became Jack Frost. Upon landing, he breaks away and turns to his guardian, smacking him in the face before repeatedly punching his chest.
Jack stands there stunned as Jamie hits him, his eyes full of anger and fear. "Why the hell would you do that?" he demands, emphasising every word with a particularly hard punch, his vision becoming blurry as tears begin to slip out, proceeding without waiting for Jacks reply, "I'm nervous as it is whilst flying. Especially on days when you're acting all sadistic like this. I hate it when you do this. You turn a perfectly happy moment into something far from happy. I just can't take it anymore. Especially with what's happening already. I don't want to be scared any more Jack. Please just, don't do that again."
The speech snaps Jack out of his stunned silence, "What do you mean? What's happening? What aren't u telling me?" Jamie looks up at Jack apprehensively, "Well, err,"
"Come on, out with it," Jack demands, his patience running thin as he sees Jamie searching for a way to avoid his questions.
"It's my parents," comes the whispered reply. "What about them?" Jack inquires, his pale blue eyes softening as he hears Jamie's tone of voice, his icy heart beginning to melt. "They've started fighting again." Jack feels his chest tighten, his anger clear in his voice, "Don't worry it'll get better." Then he it hits him, "Wait. What do you mean "again"?" the snow spirit asks, tight-lipped, the thought of Jamie's parents fighting once was bad enough. But to hear that it wasn't the first time just broke his heart. After all, he'd seen argumentative parents rip families apart on more than one occasion and he couldn't bear it if something similar were to happen to Jamie.
"Well, my parents used to argue a lot when we were younger. I don't think they could cope as my father couldn't seem to find a job that suited him and my mum was struggling to make ends meet. It stopped for a while but, I think they've started arguing about me." By this point Jack had guided Jamie over to a fallen, half buried tree and had sat him down.
"Why would they argue about you? You're perfectly fine aren't you?" the spirit asks, confused as to what problem the adults could have with his Jamie. No, just Jamie, he doesn't belong to him after all.
"I think they're getting worried, people have started saying how strange it is that I still have an "imaginary" friend. I think people have begun to notice that I spend most of my time talking to what appears to be empty space to them. After all, not everyone believes in the guardians." Jamie says all this in the mad rush of someone who's been deprived of any human contact and is trying to say everything that he has ever wanted to in the space of a minute. "It doesn't matter to me what other people think. But my parents, laughable though it may seem, they're all about projecting the "perfect family image"," At this point, his voice is filled with despair. Despair at wether or not his parents would just learn to accept this part of his life, or continue to press the importance of conforming to their ways.
"Tch, your parents are over reacting, I happen to have it on good authority that your mum still believed in the Tooth fairy until she was 18. That's 2 years older than you are right now!" Jack states, a frown on his face at the way Jamie had been treated by his hypocritical parents. Jamie just looks at Jack with surprise evident in his eyes; "Really?" he questions the guardian. To which he replies, obviously, "Of course, would I lie to you?" the question bringing a smile to the younger teens face tear streaked. A smile that, unfortunately, doesn't quite reach his eyes.
Jack gives Jamie a comforting hug, having seen this happen to so many families over the years, knowing the devastating effect it can have on people. Especially teenagers. As he draws the teen in closer, he can feel the tension that'd begun to gather leave his shoulders as he relaxes into his icy friend. They stayed like that for about 10 minutes before Jamie looks up, immediately getting trapped in Jack's blue eyes. Eyes full of concern and friendship. Or maybe something more. And, as he finds himself getting drawn into his eyes, he finds himself sneaking glances at pale blue lips, leaning forward with the intention of meeting those lips with his own red ones.
However, he hears a noise in the bushes that breaks him out of his trance and shoots up off of the fallen tree, his face bright red, and stammers, "Wwweren't we supposed to be ice skating?"
It takes Jack a minute to reply as he regains his balance, Jamie having knocked him back when he shot up. Hoping that Jamie didn't see the pain that momentarily flashed across his face, Jack replies "Yep we were, and are going to kiddo."
Jamie suddenly frowns, realisation dawning on his face, "How am I supposed to go ice skating with no ice skates," he questions the smiling teen, a look of puzzlement on his face.
Jack freezes for a moment, only one thought passing through his mind, "That expression is too cute to be true." Then the moment passes and he replies by tapping the side of his nose and telling the teen to sit back down and hold out his feet.
Jamie does as requested, his puzzled look disappearing as Jack drags his staff in a line down the centre of his left shoe, a thin blade of ice appearing where his staff passes over. "That's amazing," Jamie gasps, his eyes lighting up in delight. Jack then repeats the process with the other shoe
Jack grins and pulls an unsteady Jamie to his feet guiding him to the centre of the pond where he'd first emerged as Jack Frost. He pulls the smiling teen in a large circle around the edge of the pond, helping him keep his balance until he becomes steady enough to skate on his own. At this point, he starts to skate himself, blades of ice just appearing on his feet.
The two continue to skate for the next hour, Jamie struggling to keep up with Jack who'd had 300 years to learn how to ice skate. And Jack sure knew how to skate. He literally skated circles around Jamie, laughing as Jamie struggled with a straight line. At first Jack refused to help him, saying that he needs to learn on his own as it's "important to be independent".
He does eventually give Jamie a few pointers, allowing him to do more that move in a straight line. After all,he'd only been skating for half an hour and he'd already crashed 10 times.
Their skating finishes when Jamie finally catches up to Jack and grabs his arm, causing them to both lose their balance in the process. They land in a heap on the ground, Jack straddling Jamie across his hips, laughing at his friends clumsiness. Jack just laughs louder as the brunette beneath him blushes a bright crimson. He stands up pulling Jamie up with him. They look around and see that the sun is just beginning to set on the horizon. Jack cringes as he realises how late it's gotten. "North is so going to rip me a new one when I get back," Jack thinks.
Jamie yawns, causing Jack to laugh and say "We'd better get you home before you collapse in exhaustion," whilst picking the teen up bridal style, causing the redness to spread to his ears.
"I'm not that tired," the teen mutters, burying his face in Jack's sweatshirt, breathing in the scent of fresh freshly fallen snow and cold mountain streams that belongs solely to Jack.
"I can see your eyes drooping you know?," Jack replies, laughing at the indignant grunt that comes from the teen in his arms as he begins to ascend.
"Promise you won't drop me this time?" the brunette asks, the quiver of fear evident in his voice, causing Jacks chest to tighten up in guilt at his earlier joke, "Yeah I promise. I won't ever drop you ever again," he says, his voice laced with guilt. Jamie smiles into Jacks hoodie, happy at the spirits promise, whispering "Thank you," into the jumper, his words muffled and too quiet for the guardian to hear, his face a mask of contentment
Upon arriving at Jamie's house, Jack realises that the boy had fallen asleep on the journey back. So, as quietly and carefully as he can, he clambers through the window, being careful not to disturb Jamie. He then removes the boys outdoor clothes and gently places the teen in his bed, drawing the quilt tightly around him.
As he straightens up, he sees the happy look on the boys face as he dreams of happy times, the sudden urge to kiss the teen washing over him. He slowly leans down, being careful not to wake the boy, and softly kisses the boy on the forehead before turning around and climbing out the window, only briefly turning around to whisper, "I love you" to the sleeping boy, before flying off to North's workshop.
Jamie, having been awakened by the cold feel of Jacks lips, not sure what woke him up, he opens his eyes just as Jack flies off, unable to catch Jacks whispered "I love you," due to the spirit's quiet voice. He smiles, sleepily and whispers, "Goodbye Jack. Love you". Before rolling over and descending back into the depths of sleep, dreaming of a Jack that openly loves him back.
Meanwhile, black sand pours into a cave in the centre of Africa, the cave shrouded in shadows deeper than those of a moonless night. Deep in the cave resides the spirit that used to rule the world with fear and is remembered in the nightmares of those easily susceptible to his shadows. He remains in the cave, sending out his nightmares to bring fear to the children of the world as he has done for the last 6 years. He plots his revenge on the guardians and that last believer that had somehow turned the tide of the battle against him. Oh yes, he'll have his revenge. He's been living in that cave regaining his powers and will soon be more powerful than ever. Strong enough to get his revenge. Starting with that brown-haired, brown-haired brat that had been his downfall last time. And, as he guides his nightmares, he allows a single sentence to escape his black lips, a sentence that will forever haunt the little boy who had been passing nearby on his way home, "He will be mine!", followed by a chilling laugh that accuses the frozen boy to jerk into a run. He didn't stop running untill he got home. And even then he didn't talk for a week, he just sat in front of the fire, rocking back and forth, back and forth. Pure terror etched into his features. A terror that he will never forget.
And scene :D
Author Note: Thank you for taking the time to read my story, I hope you enjoyed it so far :D I'll try to upload the next chapter as soon as possible but I have to write it first and I have a feeling I'm going to regret not doing my Easter holiday homework over the next week. I know how much it used to annoy me when authors would ask for reviews before publishing the next chapter but I really would like to have at least one review before I upload the next chapter. If I don't then I'll upload it anyway when it's finished but I'd really love to get at least one review before I upload the next chapter so I know the time I spent doing this instead of my homework was well spent. Again, thank you for reading this far and I hope you have enjoyed my first attempt at writing. By the way this hasn't been beta'd so I hope you won't find too many mistakes and, if you do, know that I wrote a lot of this from midnight to about 3am one morning.
