There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for...

"Elsa!"
The voice she had heard thousands of times, and still couldn't shake. The voice of a woman that she had left in the dark for so many years- the form that neared her more each time she pursued. It called out to her in a never ending ringing orchestrated plea for just a sliver of her attention.. now wither it was good or bad, she couldn't tell. But, it did have this.. way about it. Something that she beckoned her toward the ginger. and though she had fought against it countless times before.. today, she felt her body automatically stop. As if her icy core had finally reached every ligament in her body, shutting it down without a second thought. Slowly her gaze wandered back to the girl who stood- bent a bit at the waist.. crying, oh so subtly. She found herself turning completely to face the girl, now. Why would she even be up at this hour? Did she really have to pick a later time?

The girl was out of breath, as she cautiously closed in on her sister. "Elsa.. you-"
The snow haired girl tensed, and stepped back, finally. Looking at her with icy blue eyes, narrowed. Though she held her tongue, her response was clear with her eyes. Go away, they said.
"Why are you hiding from me?" the words stung like a slap across the face as she drew in a weak breath and turned away- making a quick walk toward her safe haven.. the door that would separate them again. Saving her the discomfort, and Anna.. she inhaled sharply, closing her eyes tightly as her eyebrows furrowed... Saving her the pain.
All the while Anna begged for answers that would never come, reaching for Elsa's arm continuously. But, suddenly- the warmth touched her- and she jerked away. Slipping over the length of her dress, and colliding with what she could only assume was a door. When she opened her eyes, Anna was much closer than before.. she felt her heart protest- knocking around in her chest, trying to escape from the warmth that pressed just outside its door. "Stop-!" the words slipped out of her mouth so quickly she couldn't stifle them..

Anna was breathing unevenly as she held her sister close, shoulder throbbing from the impact with the wall. But, somehow.. it was okay. By having her sister so close to her.. despite the cold, she felt so happy. That the pain didn't bother her, whatsoever. And all too quickly.. she soothed.. and began to cry. Cry violently.

That night was the start of such a strange string of events...

Elsa... never closed her door again.

/ Should I continue this story? I'd really like to, and to make more Elsanna stories, as well! Tell me what you think!