Soooo more fan art-based things. XD In the pic, Jack was BLEEDING. There won't be blood =_= Like, just no. Not in this kind of fic. But the picture was still really adorable.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the...yeah you get the idea.

Title: Irritated

Short Summary: After another one of his scraps with Bunnymund, Jack goes sulking to the only Guardian who can truly diminish his frustration.

No one ever imagined the Easter Bunny and Jack Frost butting heads. It wasn't recorded in any story book or children's tale.

But it happened. A lot.

Sure, the two Guardians were on much better terms than when they'd first met, but man. Lately they both had a knack for getting on the other's last nerves, and it more often than not lead to physical brawls, with Jack firing ice beams and Bunny trying to blow him up with his Easter Egg bombs. Then North would have to break it up with his Yetis.

Today wasn't an exception, but it was especially bad.

Bunny had managed to...to scratch Jack. Right across the cheek, his rabbit claws breaking skin and eliciting a sharp cry of pain from the winter spirit.

Jack's hand flew to the wound, and when he pulled it away to look at it, he shuttered at the sight of red blood on his white palm. His eyes flickered back up to the Easter Bunny, who actually looked just as shocked.

North, who'd tried to restrain an enraged Bunnymund, froze, his eyes growing impossibly bigger.

Bunny flattened his huge rabbit ears, regret flashing across his face.

"W-whoa, mate, I'm s-"

Jack whirled around, calling the wind to bust the door to North's workshop open. Ignoring North's protest, the Guardian gripped his staff and rushed out, fuming and wincing at the stinging injury on his cheek.

"Jack, wait!"

He kept going. He flew faster, zooming past elves and working Yetis, until he was outside in the raging blizzard of the North Pole.

Jack floated there for a minute, breathing hard and glaring down at the snowy canyons.

He was so angry.

"I'm so sick of this, seriously!" he grumbled angrily to himself, running a frustrated hand through his white hair. But he wasn't just mad. He was...sad, too. Hurt, physically and emotionally.

He touched his cheek again, wincing at the pain.

"He didn't have to make me bleed..."

Jack huffed, casting a bitter glance back at North's workshop built into an icy mountain. His heart was suddenly aching, and a certain fairy popped into his mind.

Jack narrowed his eyes and turned away from the workshop again.

He sighed. He wanted to see Tooth.

"Wind, take me to the Tooth Palace!" he called.

Jack felt the powerful currents coil around him and carry him away, and soon, the North Pole was long behind him.

Tooth was as busy as ever, directing her little fairies from her usual spot in the center of the palace.

"Phew...," she breathed, a little exhausted. Even the Tooth Fairy herself had to take a break every once in a while. And so she did.

She summoned Baby Tooth to handle things for a while, and then proceeded to fly up to her room at the top of the palace. It wasn't so much a room than it was a comfortable space or area just for her.

It rested on a pinkish circular platform above the many columns of the palace, with golden, curved pillars sprouting out from underneath it and arching in towards the top and forming a point, making the space resemble a giant birdcage of some sort.

Within the structure was a kind of "nesting" spot, as Tooth liked to call it. It was a single, massive, round pillow with more smaller pillows arranged on it, all colored in various shades of blue, green, and purple. Some of them were shaped like teeth.

Besides her little pillow nest, there was a body-sized mirror built into one of the arched pillars, and a dresser where she liked to keep her tooth-collecting satchel, and other special items like treasures and trinkets and gifts. Things like that.

Tooth stretched, hovering down to her mound of soft pillows.

"Just a quick nap, and I'll be good as new," she said, yawning.

She lowered herself, and her tiny feet just barely brushed one of the pillows before a strong wind rushed in between the pillars and into the room. Tooth yelped in surprise and jerked back into the air. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

"What the...? I-it's so c-cold..!"

Then she blinked.

Cold?

Tooth looked up and around. "J-jack?"

Right as she said his name, Tooth turned around and saw the Guardian of Fun standing between two pillars. The winds calmed, flowing out of the room and off into the mountains around the palace.

The fairy blushed and smiled warmly, flying over to him.

"Jack, what brings you..." She trailed off.

Something was wrong. She could tell by the way he was glowering down at the floor, his face hard as ice and his hand gripping his staff a little tighter than usual. Then she noticed the three streaks of red across his cheek, and gasped.

"Jack!" she exclaimed, flying closer.

The wounds oozed blood. Tooth cringed, feeling sick in her stomach at the sight.

"W-what happened to you?"

Jack didn't answer and continued to avoid her gaze. His breathing was dangerously slow, as if he was trying to restrain and calm his nerves.

Tooth swallowed, and carefully reached for his arm. He didn't react when she grabbed his sleeve and tugged.

"C-come here," she said, and Jack silently complied as she guided him to sit down on her pillow nest. Jack crossed his calves and hugged his knees, sulking in quiet as Tooth quickly moved to her dresser.

She pulled out a first-aid kit and fluttered back over to Jack, nestling down in front of him on her knees. Tooth glanced at him worriedly before opening the kit. Inside were bandages, swabs, ointments, and other medicines for treatment. The thing was...These were only typically used for her little fairies, in case they'd been injured while out in the field. So all the swabs and stuff were...really small.

Tooth sighed, delicately picking up several swabs. It would have to do.

She held Jack's good cheek with her hand and began to gently prod Jack's wounds with the cotton swabs. She frowned at how rapidly they would become saturated with blood, since they were so small, but she kept at it, using more and more swabs to treat the injury. When she somehow managed to stop the bleeding, Tooth soothed the wound with a special ointment and proceeded to patch him up with as many of the tiny bandages as she could.

The whole time Jack was silent. Tooth was so fixated on tending to Jack that she hadn't noticed him staring at her. He took in her stunning plumage and her soft face. Her long eyelashes and amethyst irises. Her tender hand caressing his good cheek as she worked. Jack felt his irritation and anger melt away, and his expression softened, his breathing regulating. Now he was just admiring Tooth, his gaze stuck to her every move.

Tooth finally caught his stare, and looked at him questionably.

"Jack?" she asked, slightly tilting her head.

Jack lost himself in her innocence.

He leaned forward and kissed her, his hand moving to hers on his cheek.

Tooth sucked in a startled breath, then slowly closed her eyes, meekly returning the gesture.

Jack pushed further into the kiss, tilting his head for better access. He pecked the corner of her mouth as he pulled away.

A blush crept onto Tooth's face as he stared at her with half-lidded eyes. Honestly, he had this habit of just kissing her out of nowhere all the time. Not that she minded or anything, of course not...But still. He could at least drop a few hints or something...

Tooth's eyes wandered to the marks on Jack's cheek. She then looked at him and frowned.

"Did you and Bunny have another fight?"

Jack's brows knitted together at the mention of Bunnymund. He looked down and sighed.

"Yeah...," he grumbled, the incident replaying in his head. He sighed again, his anger beginning to resurface. "I don't want to talk about it..."

Tooth just looked at him. She knew Jack was mad. Of course he was. But there was something else hidden in the fine print of the emotions written across his face. He was tired and saddened at all the recent arguments, the scraps. He wanted a little less fighting and more friendship.

A soft smile tugged onto Tooth's lips. She placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm positive Bunny doesn't want any of this either," she said.

Jack looked up at her, her sweet and tender voice drawing him in. He waited for her to continue.

"I don't know why go guys are fighting so much these days...But I know this." Tooth gave his shoulder a squeeze. "It's never too late to make up and settle things, you know?" She breathed. "You and him are teammates now. Partners. And I know you care about Bunny, right?"

Tooth leaned forward.

Jack blinked, then flickered his gaze to the side and quirked his lips.

"Well I mean...Yeah. I do..."

"And he cares about you, too." Tooth kissed his forehead. "So just remember that. Remember you're both Guardians, and you need to support one another instead of arguing." She took his face into her dainty hands. "It'll be alright. Okay?"

Jack gazed into her beautiful, jewel-like eyes, his arms encircling her waist and pulling her closer.

She blushed, and he grinned.

"Thanks," he murmured, his cold mouth brushing against hers. He spoke against her warm lips. "I love you so much, you know that?"

He felt her face heat up and smiled.

"A-anytime," she stuttered, her hands sliding from his face and locking around his neck. "I...I love you, too, Jack."

And their lips met.

Jack's arms tightened around her waist as he laid down on the pillows, pulling her on top of him. He flipped them over so that she was underneath him, looking flushed and bright red, but she chuckled.

The two Guardians relished in each other's company. They sunk into the pillows, laughing and kissing.

I was kidding about the blood thing. It wasn't a lot of blood, so whatever.

I'M BACK FROM CAMP. And it was AMAZING 3 Learned about Jesus and God's Kingdom. Whoop! ^0^ Did you all miss me?

Sooo this one was pretty short, too. Ah well. I hope you enjoyed it! See you next update and God bless!