Jack gazed up at the sculpture. As much as he didn't want to admit it there was a kind of beauty in how the black sand glittered through the ice. He flew to the top taking in the view of the mountains from this high up. He sat there a while thinking about the day this was made. He remembered the guilt of abandoning the others and the joy he felt when he remembered his past. He stood up twirling his staff to summon the wind. But the wind came to strong tearing his staff out of his hands. Rapidly climbing down he Looked around trying to find it.
"Looking for something Jack?" The voice he heard sent shivers down his spine. He turned and saw Pitch standing a few feet away from the sculpture lazily twirling Jacks staff between his grey fingers.
"What do you want Pitch?" Jack shouted.
"Oh nothing." He replied as he laid the staff across his shoulders draping his arms over it. "You know Jack this staff is truly remarkable." Pitch said walking slowly around the snow spirit. "All your powers tied to it. It'd be a shame if it got lost... or broken." He said bending it ever so slightly.
"Give it back Pitch!" The teen said trying to snatch it back only for the Nightmare King to slide out of reach.
"No. I have a better idea. Why don't you come and get it?" And with that Pitch quickly started to jump from spike to spike rapidly climbing to the top. Jack was equally quick on his feet and started gaining on Pitch, who looked as though he was barely even trying. Jack caught up to Pitch when they were just short of the top. Jack tried again to grab at the staff but it was swiftly move out of his reach. Pitch held the staff over his head in both arms counting on the fact that Jack was too short to reach it. But Jack ran at him and pushing off of Pitch's shoulders he got his hands on the staff. Pitch moved at just the right moment using the staff against him pushed Jacks arms behind his body and then pinned him to the wall of ice. The force was enough to get Jack to let go of the staff and Pitch once again had it in his possession.
"Now what are you going to do?" Pitch asked and he placed a hand on Jacks chest to keep him there and placed the staff on a ledge just above them. "You are completely at my mercy Frost." Jacks eyes widened as he knew he wouldn't be able to fight against the stronger man without his staff. "Now theres no need to be scared." said the Nightmare King, gently running his fingers down Frost's face and down his neck.
"Who says I'm scared of you?" Jack said angrily.
"Your racing heartbeat of course." Pitch said, drumming his fingers against the winter spirits chest. "Unless that was because of something else..." He said leaning in close to whisper the words in Jacks ear. "Oh there it goes again. I wonder, whatever could that be?" He said sensually leaning in close enough to feel the rapid chilled breath of the young boy mix with his own. "It's almost as though you want something." Pitch leaned in just enough for his bottom lip to just barely touch jacks nose. Jack snapped and jumped up to capture Pitch's lips with such force that his lip began to bleed after it caught on one of the taller mans sharp teeth. Pitch gently pushed the boy back. "You weren't supposed to go and hurt yourself." he said wiping away the blood.
"Wait... You planned that? Why?" Pitch chuckled at the question.
"Jack, I've been here for several centuries before you. I've known for a while now how you felt. But I needed you to admit it first."
"Why?" He asked genuinely confused. Gentle gray fingers caressed his forehead.
"Think Jack. Who would ever listen to a confession of love from the Boogieman? No one. So the one who has captured the affection of the Boogieman must be the first to bring the feelings to light. That's the only time that they will allow my love to be felt." Jack reached up to kiss Pitch again, happy to drown in the warmth radiating off the Nightmare King. And Likewise Pitch enjoyed the chilly goose bumps that rippled down his skin from the icy kiss of Jack Frost.

"Jack?" Jack turned towards the voice. He had been lying out on his lake, staring at the moon for a while. "What are doing?"
"I was just thinking about when we first got together." Jack said the slightest hint of a blush dusting his cheeks. "You has said that day that you knew for a long time how I felt. But what I can't figure out it when you fell in love with me." He sat up and looked at Black waiting for an answer.
"From the day you were chosen to exist in this world." Jack's Brow furrowed in confusion. "The first thing you knew was darkness. You said so yourself. I know all that exists within darkness. I saw you the day you were born as Jack Frost and loved you. But I knew that I might never get a chance with you. Why else would I have tried so hard to get you away from the guardians?" Pitch looked down. His face becoming a slightly darker shade of gray. Jack started to laugh. "And what is so blasted funny!?" Pitch yelled his skin turning even darker.
"The terrifying Boogieman... blushing!" Jack managed to squeeze out between peals of laughter.
"I'll show you terrifying!" Pitch said lunging after Jack and tickling the winter spirit until he could barely breathe. Jack managed to squirm his way out from underneath his attacker and ran off into the forest. Pitch chased after him but Jack took to the air landing on the very top branch of a pine tree. Pitch started climbing as quickly as he could to catch his prey. He got halfway up when he heard a snap. He looked up to see that the branch Jack was standing on had broken. Jacks staff slipped out of his hand as he tried to catch himself. He failed. Unable to fly he fell like a stone hitting multiple branches on the way down. He hit the lake and punched right through the ice. Unconscious he sank. Pitch quickly dived into the icy water grabbing a hold of his beloved Frostbite and pulling him to shore. Too slowly Jack opened his eyes.
"Jack? Jack, are you ok? Jack?" Pitch looked absolutely distraught. Jack looked horrible. Bruises already started to form, blood was oozing out of numerous cuts and scrapes. Frost looked like he'd been through hell.
"Jack? Are you here?" A feminine voice called in the distance.
"Frost! We have come to visit!" Pitch and Frosts eyes widened as they recognized the voices of Tooth and North. Pitch stood.
"I-I'm sorry Jack... I have-I have to... go. I can't..." Frost reached up and squeezed Blacks hand.
"I know. It's ok. I'll just tell them I fell. They'll take care of me. Ill be fine." Pitch knelt and gave Jack the most heartfelt kiss he could. He stood looking down for one last look at Jack. And it was at that moment, before Pitch had a chance of getting out of sight, that North and Tooth came over the hill. Pitch's eyes widened as he saw them standing there. He could only imagine what they saw.
"PITCH!" North screamed as he drew his swords. He charged towards the Nightmare King intent to put him through ten times worse than whatever he did to Jack. Pitch however was quick to sink back into the shadows and vanish.
"Jack! Are you ok? What happened? No, you don't have to answer that its kind of obvious what happened." Frost wanted to argue and tell him it wasn't Pitch's fault. But he weighed his options. If he didn't say anything they wouldn't feel any different about Pitch than they already did. If he did tell them then they'd think Pitch brainwashed him or something. So Jack stayed silent letting them look him over. Pitch, meanwhile, was far enough away that he knew the Guardians wouldn't detect him, but close enough to see what was going on.
"We should take him back to the Pole. I can better see what damage was done there." He said to Tooth. Tooth agreed and North handed her a snow globe. "Ill meet you back there. I have to take sleigh back." Tooth nodded and they separated. Tooth opened the portal and gently scooped up Jack and fluttered through. Pitch waited until North departed for the pole then he summoned his Nightmare. He knew he might not be able to see Jack but he was going to try anyway.
Turns out the damage was only a little worse that it looked. Jack had a slight fracture in his left arm but due to the nature of being a guardian it would heal very quickly. North Insisted that Jack stay here so they could be sure it was healing properly. Jack had tried to argue but North wouldn't hear of it. Jack relented and lay back in the infirmary bed and slowly he fell asleep. Tooth and North left Jack in peace. Realizing that this might be his only chance, Pitch emerged from the shadows and gently shook Jack awake.
"What are you doing here?" Jack whispered. "You could get caught."
"I had to see you at least once. Especially since they wont let you leave till this is healed." Pitch said gently placing a hand on Jacks arm that had been carefully bandaged and placed in a sling.
"Well I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy to see you." Jack smiled. Pitch sat next to him and wrapping an arm around him. They sat there together until Jack fell back asleep. Then Pitch snuck back into the shadows to watch over his precious Frostbite.

It was the longest five days Jack had ever been through. He had never been way from Pitch this long. He hadn't seen Pitch since his first night here at the Pole. He understood why Pitch didn't come, too great a risk. But that didn't mean Jack would stop feeling lonely. He spent most of his time sitting in the window, wishing his blasted arm would heal faster. Today was no different. Jack just sat there watching the snowflakes fall. He heard the door open and turn to see North had come to visit him.
"How are you feeling Jack?" North asked.
"Better. I just want to go home though." Jack sighed. "I miss skating around my pond and making it snow."
"Well If everything checks out we might be able to get you home today." Jack perked up.
"Really? Today? I can go home today?" Jack asked standing.
"Yes but we have to check on that arm first. Ill be right back." Jack smiled and stood in the window wanting to tell Pitch he'd be coming home today. Just as he was thinking this he saw a shadow form and rise from the snow. Pitch looked up into the window and smiling pulled Jacks staff from his robes. Jack opened the window and jumped out. Pitch threw the staff to Jack who caught it and floated down to meet his love.
"You finally found it." Jack said holding his staff tightly.
"Yes. took me five days of searching but yes." Jack smiled and pulled Pitch into a tight hug.
"Oh guess what I'm coming home today." Jack said excitedly. "North said that my arm should be better. He's still got to check though. But it doesn't matter. I cant wait." Pitch smiled. Jack almost sounded like a child.
"Well you had better get back up there then." Pitch said giving Jack a quick kiss. "Ill see you back at home." Jack flew back up to the infirmary, tossing his staff back to Pitch, who then left, knowing that it would seem suspicious if the staff he told North was missing suddenly showed up.

As soon as the sleigh landed Jack was on the ground running through the snow. North Jumped out after him.
"Now be careful Jack. Pitch is still out there and might hurt you again." Jack stopped looking down. He hated that he couldn't tell them what really happened. He hated hearing them blame him for this.
"I'll be fine North. I promise." Jack said sliding across the lake.
"All right. Just... Be careful Jack. None of us liked seeing you hurt and knowing Black he might try again." It took a while but Jack managed to assure Santa he would be fine. North got back into his sleigh and headed back to the Pole. Jack slid all the way across the lake and headed to the rickety wooden bed that covered Pitch's lair.
"I'm back." He called down.
"I can see that." came a voice behind him. Jack jumped a little, and turned to see Pitch leaning against a tree. Jack stood and ran to tackle Pitch in a hug.
"I missed you. I felt so lonely for the past five." Jack said not letting go. "The worst part was listening to them blaming you. They kept talking about what they'd do they saw you. I wanted so to tell them what really happened. But I cant help but think that if they knew they'd try to keep us apart." Tears welled up in Jacks eyes. "I need you Pitch. I can't be without you." Pitch tilted Jacks face up to his own.
"And you never will." He said wiping away Jacks icy tears.