Thank you guys for your beautiful reviews! I was thinking about taking the first chapter down and redoing it but Freesia Lilly and Redblues convinced me otherwise. Thank you and Freesia Lilly it is a 100% Jackunzel. I might add Flynn to add a bit of a love triangle in later chapters but I don't know. Do you guys like that idea? Okay I don't own either of these movies here we go. (I added North in this chapter for a bit because the Guardians are going to become a bigger deal in this story as it progresses.) Chapter 2 here we go:

It was busy at the North Pole; of course it was it was almost Christmas. The elves jingled underfoot and the Yeti's scurried around trying to finish the big order of toys this year. North sat in his office pouring over his lists, again. He had noticed that Jack Frost was on the naughty list, again. He had also noticed that Jack hadn't visited him lately. Of course the Guardians had other homes didn't need to check in with him, but Jack was a winter spirit so the North Pole was perfect for him and he came often. So where was he? Jack was almost a son to North so he was always a bit concerned about him, he was reckless and prone to creating ice ages if he was in a moos. North was almost positive that wouldn't happen, not after last time, but still. Jack needed to come home soon

The last thing on Jack's mind was creating another ice age. Except maybe in Rapunzel's tower, he had spent so much time there that a thin layer of Permafrost had built up in the corners, and still he refused to leave. And Punzi didn't seem to want him to, she didn't mind the cold, she actually seemed to enjoy it. Or more she was curious about it. It wasn't cold anywhere else in the tower only in her rooms. The layers of frost that decorated her paintings were both breath taking and puzzling. Snuggled under her covers she would read about winter, snow and frost, the Poles, anything she could get her hands on to help explain her friend the winter wind. Fact or fairytale, she didn't care. And Jack couldn't wait for her to start reading about him.

Maybe, he thought. Maybe she just might believe it.

He let himself hope and daydream about that even though he knew it was impossible. Every day he came with the same hope that maybe today would be the day she finally saw him.

One day he came to find Rapunzel very excited.

"It's here! It's here, it's here, it's here!" She squealed to herself spinning in circles effectively tying herself up in her hair.

"What's here Punz?" Jack asked perched on his staff, forgetting that she could neither see nor hear him. She answered him anyway.

"It's my birthday! Eighteen! Oh god I'm eighteen! I can do it, I can finally ask her about those light things!" Rapunzel said. Jack knew which lights she was referring to. There were paper lanterns that the king and queen of a neighboring kingdom sent up each year in hope that their missing princess would return. Jack had suspected that Rapunzel might be the princess considering that they appeared on her birthday.

He smiled at Blondie's happiness,

"Eighteen. That's a big one! You're older then I am, well not technically but.." He trailed off his expression darkening at the though that she would get older and he would stay like this. Pale, seventeen, Jack Frost.

Not hearing him of course she went on fretting about how she would ask her mother. "How 'bout this?" She said to no one in particular, "Mother, now that I'm eighteen I was wondering, that maybe since I'm an adult now, I could possibly go an see the floating lights? Maybe if you came with me I'd be safe from the people that want to, you know, take my hair?" She finished panting. "No that's no good! Maybe-" She was cut off by a simpering sweet voice:

"Rapunzel! Let down your haairr!" Gothel called.

Once Rapunzel had hoisted her mother up she tried to talk to her,

"Mother I"

"Oh Rapunzel, I almost forgot I have a birthday present for you!" Gothel interrupted, she rummaged in her satchel and pulled out a blue and silver storybook. "It's the story of Jack Frost! My favorite fairytale when I was a child. It's said that he's the one that makes autumn turn into winter! You like reading about that stuff so I thought this would be perfect for you Flower!" Rapunzel took the book studying the cover. "Thank you! Now Mother I.."

"Oh dear I'm feeling a bit tired would you sing to me?"

"Of course Mother." And Rapunzel sang her healing song.

"Thank you dear, nothing relaxes me like the sound of your voice!"

"Nothing makes you turn young like the sound of her voice." Jack grumbled watching the scene from the rafters. He was ecstatic that Gothel and given Rapunzel that book but he was less excited that she continued to use her hair to make herself young forever.

"Now what was it you wanted to tell me Darling?" Gothel asked.

"I was just wondering, now that I'm eighteen maybe I could go and see the floating lights, you know, outside?" Rapunzel asked meekly already cringing away from Gothel's murderous stare.

"We've discussed this! They're nothing but stars and you are not leaving this tower! I'm trying to keep you safe so you are not EVER leaving! End. Of. Discussion." She stomped out of the room.

Jack glared at Gothel furiously but did nothing. He glanced back to the book still in Punzi's hands. Maybe if she read it and believed in him he could get her out of here.

Gothel bit her tongue to keep her teeth from chattering because of the cold. Leave! Rapunzel couldn't leave! Never! Ever! She wouldn't let her! Rapunzel would never put one foot outside this tower. Her anger and fear boiled up enough to finally allow Pitch Black entrance, Stepping out of the shadows Pitch purred in his soft voice,

"Ah poor mother, so afraid of her daughter leaving the nest. Of course she's not really your daughter is she?" He chuckled darkly "I could help." HE flashed a white smile his golden eyes glinting dangerously. Gothel stared warily at this figure. His skin was light gray, his hair and clothing was black as midnight which contrasted with his white teeth and blazing eyes.

"How could you help me? And who are you?" Gothel whispered.

"I'm Pitch Black, commonly known as the Boogie Man. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

"Yes." Gothel said quietly she couldn't manage anything else.

"And I could help you by getting rid of the one thing that will make your daughter want to leave the most. Jack Frost."

"The fairytale!" Gothel scoffed. "He's not real is he?"

"Oh he is. And he's been visiting your daughter for a long time now."

Gothel gritted her teeth. How dare this person she couldn't even see steal Rapunzel "What do we do?"

Rapunzel curled up into a ball tears blurring the words of her new book. It was a good story but she just couldn't focus on it. She would never figure out what those lights were. Never!

Just saying that in her head focused her. Tears went away and she just stared at the words on the page. Only one line stuck with Rapunzel. "Frost crawls up where he touches, snow falls where he walks." Her head snapped up and she gazed across the room. Frost was crawling up her walls in certain spots and snow was lightly falling from the ceiling. It made sense to her even if she wasn't quite sure she believed it.

"Jack Frost?" She called softly, not sure if anyone would answer.

Jack stared at Rapunzel. He had been lounging on the rafters looking for any sign that Gothel was about to return. He had felt especially uneasy since the discussion this morning. Well tantrum on Gothel's part. But when Rapunzel said his name that didn't seem to matter anymore.

"Punzi! Did you just say-?"

Rapunzel looked right at him her green eyes widening.

"Um….are you Jack Frost?" she said in a voice barely above a whisper.

Jack only nodded just as shocked as she was

"You can see me?" He murmured lying on his stomach to see her expression better.

"Y-yes."

Jack's face broke out into a wide grin flashing his snow-white teeth. He flew down off the rafters and landed right on front of her. Overwhelmed with emotion Jack just wrapped her into a hug.

"Punzi! I can't believe-" He whispered.

Rapunzel only stood there, chilled by his icy touch. As he pulled away she took in his white hair, pale skin, ice encrusted sweat-shirt, and sapphire blue eyes and decided right then and there.

Jack Frost was the most beautiful person on the planet.

A/N Ok I was fangirling while writing this chapter! What do you guys think? AHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'll update soon, promise!