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Jack Frost: A Confession

"Can I offer you anything to drink, Jack?" She asks kindly, tiptoeing around her room like a dainty ballerina. It's been exactly three years since the last time he had seen Tooth flesh out into her more mundane skin. However, in those three years, it felt more like three weeks. Time flew by when you were having fun, and since Jack was the Guardian of that particular pastime, his days were never boring. Sometimes he would hang out with Jamie and his little sister, play Bunnymund in the middle with the elves in North's workshop, surf on Sandy's dream waves, or fly around at night with Tooth. It's true, and neither of them would deny or corroborate, they were really quite fond of one another.

"Uh, last time you offered me a drink, that ended badly." Jack recalled a scrupulous beverage that burned his throat in the most unpleasant way imaginable. It was reminiscent of a 'Red Bull' and some sickly sweet flavored liquor. In any case, it got his adrenaline racing and he could just about fly as fast as Tooth could at full speed for a minute or two.

"I really am sorry about that." Tooth tried to hide her amused grin, but she wasn't very good at it. Jack shook his head and fell back against the mattress of her bed. It really was as comfortable as he remembered it.

"Yea, yea! You keep telling me that, but I get this feeling that you're really not." He snorted and tucked his arms beneath his head. A slight pressure, almost feather-like, weighed down on his chest. Tooth had resigned to her lounging position; arms crossed on Jack's chest, chin propped on hands, and sparkling eyes gazing at him contentedly. He really had to admit that the more time he spent with her, the harder it was to ignore the woozy build up in his gut or the tightening in his chest.

He remembered this, because he had felt it once before. The problem with being ageless and immortal, you had all the time in the world to forget things best forgotten, but still you could not bury them all completely.

"What's on your mind?" Tooth's concern caught him in a wave of emotion. He was silent as he reached for her caramel colored hand, playing with her tiny hands in his, and pondered a moment. Her brows creased further and he could tell that his silent subjugation on the matter was disconcerting her a bit.

"Do you remember when I told you that I've never been seen before? Up until now, I mean." He was hesitant bringing up the subject, but it would feel good to get this off his chest. Especially with Tooth. He was familiar to these feelings and he could act like a stranger to them, but he could never actually live up to his false shortcomings.

"Yes. Jamie was the first, correct?"

"Not correct." Jack saw her face, a mix of confusion and surprise.

"Why didn't you say anything before?" Tooth slid her fingers between his and gave them a squeeze, their entwined hands falling to his chest. Jack felt the shadow of a blush creeping to his cheeks and ears. Tooth perked up at the sight, her violet eyes wide and interested suddenly.

"I didn't really think about it until now."

"What brings this up so suddenly?"

"Well, you sort of did-in a non-bad way thing-because of the time we've spent together." His tongue was drying up now and with her full attention, he was becoming a bit more embarrassed than he would have liked to admit.

"Are saying this is my fault, Jack?"

"No!" He jumped up, startling her as she fell backwards. Okay, maybe that reaction was a little overdramatic. "It's just that, I haven't felt this way in a long time and being around you, how I feel around you, woke that back up. Like I said, nothing bad."

This time Tooth's cheeks turned red, but there was a smile there. It was by far the most kind-hearted, softest, warmest smile she had ever graced him with. The frame of her dark hair, specked with feathers, falling around her glowing face only made her that more beautiful. The sight of her right in front of him, so close and open, ignited the memory and it now burned brighter in his mind than even his own 'death'.

"Don't tell me, you've left a string of broken hearts behind? Is that what it is? Your song had to start somewhere." She asked playfully, giving him the tiniest of shoves and he fell back onto the bed again. This time, Tooth did not follow.

"No, not a string of them. Just one." His voice dropped lower and he felt the purging sadness take over at the thought.

"Oh? I'm so sorry, Jack..!"

"It's okay. I'm okay, and she was better off anyways." Jack threw his arms out to the side and closed his eyes. He saw two green dots in the splash of a creamy silhouette with the most luscious, golden tresses he had ever laid eyes on. Her rosy pink lips turned up in a smile and that smudge of dirt she always managed to retain each day on a different part of her face.

"What was her name?" Tooth's warmth radiated beside him as she lie down, curling into his body. He turned his head to face her. She was not angry, jealous, or bitter, but rather intrigued by his behavior.

"Elisa."

"What a pretty name."

"She was beautiful." He agreed loudly.

"Tell me more! How did she see you? How did you react?" Jack appreciated Tooth's genuine efforts. She was by far the easiest to talk to when she slowed down, so to say, not that he didn't like her at full speed every day.

"Well...!" How to begin? There were so many places to start, so many directions to go and too much to tell. That whole adventure was by far the greatest he had ever had in his entire life as Jack Frost. But then again, maybe his name was a good place to start. "You were right, the song had to come from somewhere…"

Author's Note: Hey all! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I had a lot of views on my first RotG short and figured I'd go ahead and launch this baby. I'm sure other people have already thought about this crossover, but I decided to write down my idea anyways. Hopefully you don't mind the crossover and just maybe you'll enjoy, because I happen to like the story (seeing as I bothered to combine the two). I want this to be a sort of 'rediscovery' that Jack has b/c let's face it, he needs more than just one relived memory. Since the movie flashback pertained to his center, I decided to focus on the first love aspect (emotions and revisiting them). So, bear with me on this journey! Don't be afraid to leave a review, I'm always pleased to hear from my readers and get your healthy perspectives on my writing. Any critiques or ideas are welcome!