Name: Change chpt. 2

Summ: Elsa blinked once, twice, then a third time. "What do you mean Anna isn't my sister?" Info: Frozen, Elsana pairing. Non-incest with a twist. Post movie. Fluff.

Disclaimer; I do not own Frozen. This is a work of FanFiction, Obviously.

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"Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes."
― Jeanette Winterson

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When Anna awoke the next day it was to an amazing feeling of comfort. It had been a long time since the red headed teen had felt this relaxed. Hell, it had been forever since she'd managed to get a full nights sleep. Her still sleeping body curling around, clinging to the source of her new found feeling. Slender arms pulling her body flush against something cool, and amazingly soft.

Anna felt a smile beginning to show over her lips. Head snuggling even closer against her explanation of comfort, breathing in the delicious scent of snow. She even giggled when feathery touches scattered across her neck. Lazily swatting at the multiple prickles flittering across the girls neck, her hand pushing across only to waft their way through locks of watery almost silky blonde hair. Her hand unconsciously marveled at the feel, little strains filtering through her fingers.

There was a rustling of fabric next to the still very asleep princess.

Anna blinked in confusion. Her teal colored eyes straining against the sunlight breaking through her open curtains. 'That was odd. . . she could have sworn that she'd closed those before going to Elsa's room-'

The princess went rigid in surprise. Her always expressionful eyes widening perhaps a tad dramatic when she finally took stock of her surroundings. This definitely wasn't HER room. She recognized it though, it was dim having only ever seen this room through the eyes of her childhood self but it wasn't something easily forgotten. It had been one of her favorite places after all. She was in her sisters room, in Elsa's bed. . . inside her sheets . . . and that was Elsa.

She trailed off the thought. Eyes having searched frantically over the purple and gold pattered room finally settling on a shade of silverly blonde hair. That her hand was currently entangled. Anna gulped.

The two were closer than what she had remembered being. Somewhere in the night the pair had become intertwined. Elsa's long limbs circling with Anna's much shorter ones, almost lost in the never ending twists and turns of flesh. She was almost overtop of the older girl too, both on their sides with Elsa's weight leaned back against her. Her magnificent hair spiraled over her own shoulder spidering out.

They were huddled together underneath silky purple sheets the morning light of the sunrise shining, glistening. The gentle strings of light lite across Elsa's slumbering form setting her pale frame alight slightly illuminating her exotic features.

Despite herself, Anna began to get a little nervous. Not that it bothered her sleeping next to Elsa, no; that was something she had done plenty when they were children. Anna was beginning to wander what Elsa looked like sleeping.

Long ago Elsa had been this wonderfully fun older sister. Not that she didn't still love her, she did. It was just that Elsa now was so cool and collective that she tried to hide all the emotions that came so easily as a child. She was curious. Was she still the same? Even with all that had happened recently, it was hard not to picture Elsa's icy demur as Queen. She wanted, needed to know if her carefully constructed mask cracked, softened when asleep.

Carefully, almost shy in her slow pace, Anna began to pull Elsa's hair back. With just the lightest of touches, beautiful unique silvery locks were pulled back to rest on the Queen's ear, revealing Elsa's soft slumbering features.

Anna couldn't hep but gawk at the slightly freckled face of her Elsa. She was totally enraptured at the sight. Even while sleeping Elsa still managed to look stunning. It was almost unfair really. Anna imagined herself being quite unkept. Feeling the monstrosity that was her wild main of fiery hair spiraled about in every direction atop her head. She almost felt manish in comparison to the immaculatance that was the Queen. She was just- just so, gorgeous.

Anna was self-aware enough to know she was a little rough around the edges. She was blunt, painfully so, and a bit crass if being completely honest. She certainly didn't hold the elegance that her elder sister seemed to command. The two were so vastly different not only in appearance but in personality that she often wondered if they really were sisters. It was a funny thought. If Anna was the bitter type she might have been jealous that the gene pool had shifted so obviously in favor of Elsa.

She wasn't jealous though. Not even a little bit. Anna knew that she was beautiful. Not because others told her, or that so many dignitaries had tried to court her in some way or form, but because she felt it. She didn't need to hear the words only knowing it in her head. So, she had never felt jealously of Elsa. While it would have been easy to considering all the intense attention she grabbed as a child, Anna just hadn't thought it. Not once. She was just happy she was there. She had only ever wanted her there.

So seeing Elsa like this. So very soft, unguarded, clinging her in her sleep; Anna felt the deep connection that she had always craved.

She was staring she realized idly off on some far less important note. Realized it but did nothing to stop it. Her eyes scanning intently over Elsa's features. Memorizing, catalyzing it all to memory.

The way she looked, how her face gently swelled with each soft breath. The small crinkle of her noise. It was just little tiny insignificant things Anna mentally cataloged to heart. It had been so very very very long since she'd been with Elsa like this. She was her hero, protector, and even savior. And finally, she was home.

It was almost too much. Some far off fantasy that threatened to give way to the harsh reality they lived. It had to be a dream. It'd happened before. Wishing and hoping so much that the desire to be with her sister had seeped over into her dreams. It always ended with bitter disappointment when she would wake only to find her sister's door once again closed, locked.

Anna chuckled humorlessly, her arms tightening around the sleeping girl. She stopped that train of thought. It wasn't like her. Anna wasn't usually so angsty or melodramatic. She was a half glass full, kinda girl. When life became hard Anna had never complained, never gotten down, she had always tried to move forward and make the best of things. Even at her darkest, when Han had convinced her that her elder sister had turned against her very country, created a huge ice storm that hurt, crippling the nation, Anna had refused to give into the dark thoughts.

Even though a small, insecure part of herself still clung to the thought that once again naive little Anna was just being foolishly optimistic, she didn't give up. Maybe she was stupid. History had showed that Anna tended to jump in too quick. Believe too hard in the wrong person. It had always turned out so very bad in the past but for some reason, the princess just didn't think she was making the same old mistake again.

This wasn't a dream. This wasn't Hans. This was her Elsa. Her sister. Despite being separated by a dark past, Elsa was still Elsa. This was the girl that used to put up with a relentless little girl that had her use her powers in the dead of night just to build a snowman. This was the girl that shut herself off form the world, went into self imposed isolation to protect the people she loved. Someone that was willing to take the hatred and pain of her very nation just so she didn't hurt another soul. So that she didn't hurt Anna. . .

This was real, she thought avidly. Elsa was here and she wasn't going anywhere. Not if Anna could help it, anyway.

A pair of icy blues fluttered open meeting her gaze.

They held the look for only second but to Anna it was much longer. Something tightened, her heart beating loud enough to hear in her ears. Then Elsa blinked. "Anna?"

Anna bolted upright in shock. She could talk. Of course she could talk. When had she forgotten that?

The action was so sudden, the red head's limbs still very much tangled with the sea of flesh and silkily fabric, Anna none too gracefully fell backwards across the hard floor of Elsa's bed chambers. The impact causing an 'oof' of pain to escape.

"Ow," She mumbled, rubbing gingerly at the throbbing knot forming at the back of her skull.

There was a rustling of movement above the upturned princess before a shocked, slightly groggy voice cried out her name in alarm. Elsa hopping down a second later with all the grace and dignity Anna's sad display had lacked.

The Queen had stopped just short of the fallen girl, her lithe body peering down with those alluring crystalline eyes once again capturing her within their depths. Worry clearly dancing over her eyes as Elsa's pale hands brushed past Anna's own, the cool touch soothing as her fingers slide around feeling the lump forming.

All thoughts and worry that Elsa would return back to her cold distant self were forgotten at the entrancing look. Those eyes of hers held so many emotions dancing behind them that Anna smiled goofily, forgetting to be embarrassed by her mishap just seconds ago.

Elsa's frantic eyes meanwhile, having found nothing that immediately stood out as harmful to her younger sister relaxed slightly at Anna's grin. She even returned the gesture, though hiding it slightly by glancing away.

"Are you alright?" She asked a little breathless.

Anna nodded mutely, not quite able to find her voice. She sat there, boldly meeting Elsa's blue eyes when they retuned shyly. It dawned on her the odd position they were in. Elsa's cool and calming touch still entwined with amber locks, her fingers lightly draping at the skin of her head and exposed neck.

The two held the quiet but intense stare longer than was perhaps socially expectable. Neither speaking. How long she stayed there, Anna didn't know. Didn't really care. Only enjoying the surprising warmth, her sister- the Ice Queen seemed to bring her.

Taking a moment to collect herself Anna blushed when reality seemed to set in. The way they were holding one another was close, almost intimate. A red stain even patched itself painfully to her cheeks when the younger sibling finally took note of Elsa's sleep wear.

'Elsa had certainly grown up. . .'

The blush was a deep scarlet at this point, easily matching the color of her hair. She had been so close to Elsa unwittingly, the blonde wearing such a slim material that she had felt every curve mashed against her. Even now, Anna's slightly larger bust pressing against Elsa's slim figure. It seemed to fit just like a puzzle, her scattered mess of a brain thought. They fit just right.

'Maybe she had hit her head harder than she thought.'

With that oddly unnerving thought teal eyes forced themselves up away from the once again entangled bodies.

Her eyes rose slowly, inching up up and up over the long feminine curves that seemed to stand out the longer her gaze lingered. She looked for something anything safe to allow herself to settle on that would stop this light, or tense set of nerves going on within her gut.

Teal colored orbs traveled over the length of her body. Looking, gracing over the exposed portions of Elsa's neck and arms, reaching behind the crevice of her ear before finally stopping at her hair.

It was in her iconic twisting braid that Elsa had taken to wear since leaving the city but in her sleep, it had nearly come undone. Anna hadn't noticed it before in her scrutiny but now it was pretty obvious. While wild and unkept it still managed to look amazing. Just as Anna felt her hand reaching out a voice stopped her cold, the limb coming to wave back by her side awkwardly.

"You were in my bed."

Though the tone wasn't hostile or accusing it still held a hint of insecurity. Anna had to remind herself this was still Elsa she was talking about. While she was a far cry from what she had been, the elder girl was still accustomed to a level of privacy. Waking up sleeping next to her sister clinging to her might not be the easiest thing for her to handle.

Anna laughed with a bit of nervous energy. Scratching absently at her temple she just barely resisted the urge to ramble. In awkward situations like these, she had always had a tendency to make things worse. If not for Elsa still holding her gently Anna might have done just that, rambling off incoherently.

"Yeah, I must have fallen asleep last night. Sorry."

Elsa regarded her for a long moment, her eyes looking for what, Anna didn't know but after a second she nodded. Her hand patting slightly at the upturned hair of Anna's attempting to get the wild mess back into some semblance of order.

"It's alright," She mouthed out the words slowly still continuing her useless task. "I suppose there was no harm."

Despite the huff of air puffing out of her cheeks Anna still leaned into the touch allowing the contact. Elsa still had a tendency to do that. In the wake of their parents tragedy, the elder sister at times took it upon herself to act the mother. It was a strange thing she did. Often appearing stiff and monarchy but Anna tried to appreciate the gesture for what it was. Elsa was trying. It was a start.

"I'm not sure I'll have any luck at this before nights end, I'm afraid. You might need to go to the stylist later on. You wouldn't won't to look so unkept at the party tonight."

With a slight of hand, Elsa patted consolingly across freckled cheeks. The Queen looking very much like she had just sentenced Anna to a great misfortune. Anna could see the smirk forming at the crook of her lips though. She knew exactly what she was doing. The red head let out a long derivative moan. That's right. She had almost forgotten about the ball that was being thrown.

"Noooooooo," She whined pitifully, even puffing her lip out for good measure. "You know how much I hate that woman!"

In the wake of all that had happened Elsa had thought it prudent to have an event. It was a ways to calm, easing people back into things. The nobles especially, who were quite frazzled at Elsa's last event needed assurance things were normal. While Anna thought the look on their stuffy old faces had almost been worth it she agreed that the people of Arendelle needed something to liven things up, but it also meant Anna had to go through the atrocious experience that was the royal hair stylist.

"She's going to make me put my hair back in that braid!" She complained. "Do you know how much that hurts?"

Elsa laughed. The sound just as soothing and melodic as Anna remembered. It was enough to halt her fit, her eyes comically widening. Turning she was met with Elsa disarming smile. She didn't like what that smile did to her. Elsa could command her to do a whole lot of awful terrible things so long as she held that smile. Things like going to see that witch of a woman, Edna.

A jolt shocked through Anna as a pair of cool lips lightly touched her cheek.

"Don't be such a baby." Her sister commented unaware completely at how Anna had just tensed up. "Now, I've got to go. There are plenty of things I still must attend too but I'll see you at the event?"

She was asking? Anna blinked in surprise. Elsa had never asked if she wanted to go to these events before. She found herself nod. "Yeah . . . I'll see you."

Elsa smiled that same smile that sent a shiver down the younger girl's spin as she elegantly exited the room, her hand loosely cupping her tingling cheek. Anna's eyes continued to stare off dumbly where Elsa had left only to come to a stark realization.

"Oh my god! What am I going to wear?"

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