A/N: I can't believe it has been more than one month since the last time I updated my story. And you guys might find my writing got a little horrid T_T. Anyway, I'm back for more, since college finally gave me a break, I can continue my stories (not just this one, even this story is the first on the priority list). I hope you like it... even it is short. Hey, at least I updated it!

Chapter 4
Com todo meu coração para ti

~Frost~

I once had a dream when I was a chick, when the world somehow felt so hostile towards me; when the pursue of happiness was a race I could never win. The chilling morning was one of the things I recalled when I woke from my slumber of rejuvenation, yet within the coldness, the comfort was solitude; draining the colors from my life as another tedious day began.

Fantasizing myself to have someone I could care for was never been something I really paid attention – and you can also say how oblivious I was with this sort of things – unbeknownst on how the fate will foretold another strings of connection that would alter my life once for all, and finally realized the happiness bestowed upon me would be sooner – perhaps to slap me that it is not mere fantasy.

I yawned as my heavy eyelids refused to open, and even with the tiniest crack from them, the hazy vision would soon greeted me with the familiarity of a lifetime. Shifted my head on the other side, my nostrils were filled with fumes of lovely scent, addition with my senses that slowly restored their proper functions, I could detect a heavy pressure on my chest.

Though I was still in daze upon registering what was happening within my life, a crescent moon smile unable to hide the joy conquering my soul. As in the greatest dream I had to have an angel sleeping on my wings, albeit, it was not a dream – but a reality waiting for an affirmation.

The blurry image on my eyes stroked in a complete focus after one full minute elapsed with another blizzardous gusts ventilating towards my nest, absorbing the heat and escaped hastily to trade places with its other chilling siblings. The cerulean macaw stirred with a mumble as her feathers started to perk up, a natural mechanism to trap her body heat and remained comfortable within the arctic burn.

I moved my wings to encase the sleeping angel in a steady warmth, engraving a wise smile on her face with satisfaction of the comfort I offered. Though it was infectious as well when my beak beamed widely as my vision glimpsed over her exquisite, gratifying face – and I dared myself to let out a leisure sigh.

I planted my nostrils onto her crest feathers, where the sweet perfume of hers was at the finest. Intoxicating by default as I acquired the tranquil, relaxing state after a few doses of her pheromones, and yet it wasn't enough for me to stop inducing myself with it. She then succulently rubbed her head on my cushion chest, relaying me a sheer ecstasy beyond words to explain.

Tighten my grip over her, I kissed her forehead tenderly before whispering with a voice of the wind. "I love you," for what seems like since an eternity had been ejected from my mouth, yet neither get old nor losing the meaning over those simple words.

Her smile remained as I gently rubbed my head with hers, the pulse of euphoria from her soft plumages against mine was relayed ceaselessly, even after I terminated my act to avoid disturbed her precious slumber the glow of her love still shimmering as bright as the sun. Closing my eyes, I savored her presence within my wings with a tight embrace the former intended to cease her occasional shivers from Skadi's spell and the later I enjoyed greatly.

And somehow, even my soul still believe that it was just a dream, a very serene dream, in the aftermath, I need to understand and aware that the sleeping angel within my wings was not a mirage, but the one and only who deserve all my heart, and I am more than proud to call her my mate.

Bia was still trapped within her slumber even after it seemed like thirty minutes since my wakening, yet still showing no signs of arousal from her peaceful slumber either. I admired her exquisite-angelic figure, a flawless creation of beauty that never fades ever since I met her for the first time.

I remembered the promise I made for her, that, as her sentinel, I will always be standing next to her; ensuring she won't get cold or go hungry. Loving her is my greatest desire, to see her smile once more, her soft and tender hazel-colored eyes shimmering with joy, and to cleanly give her a chance to taste the fruit of love; a family we can love for together.

Smelling her natural perfume allowed me to bond the intangible chain that I hoped will last for eternity, and a kiss proved enough to show the beating pulse of love I had for her; one more time on her forehead as her fervent breath puffing out into my nostrils and intoxicated me.

The golden orb of majestic flare finally ascended to its rightful throne on the sky, casting the shades away into oblivion and basking the land with its glorious radiance. Many macaws would rise from their nest to savor the magnificent morning – though, the chilling wind would become quite a nuisance, the atmosphere still bliss nonetheless.

An idea soon manifested within my head when I felt my empty belly began to groan. The sleeping angel, however, failed to answer her internal alarm, maybe the fatigue from our night still affected her energy reserves. Even I realized my intention was good to find some food for her when she finally awakes, compromising still opt to happen when the memories of the previous moment emerged, a vision of Bia, shivering when the gusts of freezing winds swept over our nest – and that alone let me unable to leave her with cold winds ready to disrupt her beauty sleep.

Albeit the temperature had risen several degrees thanks to the sun's heat, I wouldn't take any chances to let my lovely mate entrapped within the coldness. Desperate to find a solution for the dilemmatic problem, my eyes rapidly scrutinized the whole nest to find something that could become a surrogate for my wings; ensuing Bia will still feel comfy even without me on the nest.

To my behalf when I realized our moss-padded nest could also be used as a blanket sans my presence in it, thus protecting her from the chilling gust while I was gone to find some breakfast for her. Smiling, I gingerly shifted my wings and let her slide into the nest, carefully placed her head onto the moss while on the same time, enveloping her within the moss where some of my body heat still remained on them. Showing no signs of disturbance, I kissed her forehead and whispered, "I'll be right back; I love you."

She flashed me another crescent moon smile before I silently made my way into the hollow's opening, tasting an ample of freezing yet refreshing morning air, occasionally spotting a few dewdrops gracefully fell onto the soil below. I unfurled my wings and gave them a few stretch, preparing my wing muscles for the crusade of foods for my loved one.

Even it was so tempting to stay for a while and savored the tranquility, I chose not to delay my quest; soon enough, I projected myself into the sky rich with yellow and orange hues from the rising sun in the horizon.

Occasional breeze swept over my wings, and I was so fortunate to have some resistances towards the coldness. Thinking the kind of breakfast apt for my lovely mate, I banked right and head straight towards a tree where the pulp of its star-shaped fruit was the finest.

The sweet scent of the Carambolas soon seduced my nostrils as I landed myself on the branch of the tree, doing a mental checkup on the condition of the fruit that possessed the finest flavor from the criteria: color, shape, aroma, flesh density before I assumed a few approving nods and jerked one that matched my standards.

A sight of cocoon caught my attention when I began my endeavor to snatch the food apart from its branches; one that slowly began to crack open. I terminated my work and observed the process of a butterfly struggled to free itself from its cocoon; not for so long, however, when the butterfly succeeded to free itself from the cocoon that once become home for its metamorphosis into a beautiful butterfly.

The butterfly slowly spread its beautiful iridescent wings; A blue Morpho judging by the perfect azure color that mesmerized my eyes. Bia would have been ecstatic to see the natural transformation of butterflies – the fact with how much she had books about them – unfortunate enough that she couldn't enjoy the attractive spectacle in front of my eyes.

The last thought slapped me harshly when I realized I'd taken more time than I should. Hastily I jerked two star-fruits from their branches and held them tightly within my talons. Unfurling my wings, I flapped them as fast as I could with a hope that my mate still fell within the spell of fatigue.

My smile intensified when I thought about the kind of happiness I could bring when she got herself a breakfast in bed – even I had to admit it's not really that special – care not about other things and just stay relaxed. The sight of my hollow soon materialized before my eyes, and joyfully I landed on the entrance with the sweet-mouth-watering star fruit in my talons; imagining the kind of smile will soon greeted me.

But what I saw next devastated my heart.

The hollow was still quiet when I finally arrived and hurriedly made my way into our nest, wanted to surprise Bia with the breakfast I got for her – not to mention that star-fruit was her favorite fruit. Suddenly, a soft cry reverberated into my eardrum; though, it was quite eerie to hear that, I poked my head into our nest and to my horror, I saw Bia sobbing in the corner…

My heart was shattered when I saw her wallowed in sadness, as she had lost something that incredibly precious for her. I gingerly walked towards her unsuspecting self and asked. "Bia… What's wrong…?"

Her eyes widened when she rotated her head and faced me, her beautiful hazel eyes tinted with hot salty tears as she charged over me… and hugged me tightly…

She remained silent (well, except for her sobbing) and keep hugging me tightly, as she afraid I was going to disappear into thin air. I reciprocated her hug, gently compensated her with the love I solely reserved for her; my one and only. "Bia…, are you okay?"

She let my question remained unanswered and ceaselessly poured her hot tears into my chest – not that I cared one iota about that – but the reason of her sudden outburst triggered my anxiety. Nevertheless, I wrapped my wings into her silky body and caressed her occasionally.

Through a soft whisper, I heard. "I thought you left me…" again and again; it felt like a thousand needle was pierced into me whenever I heard it.

I pecked her forehead. "I'm here, Bia; I'm here for you."

She lifted her head and locked gaze with me, her soft and enchanting eyes were tinted with tears. I lifted my wings and wiped them away, "Hey… it's okay; I'm here now. I will never leave you."

She succumbed into my embrace and I patiently hugged my anxious mate within my wings. It was then when I realized some feathers of hers were plucked on her wings and her body; mentally cursed myself for making a such stupid decision to leave her alone.

I should have known the after-sex affirmation was the crucial thing I need to remember after we took ourselves as each other's mate, yet, my obliviousness already hurt her even since day one. Guilt was soon upon me when I looked once more into her tears tinted face… if only I could travel back in time to fix that…

"Bia… I'm sorry…" I started, breaking the silence that engulfed us. "I'm sorry I left you alone… I was just looking for breakfast… for you…"

I lifted her face with my primaries and stared her eyes with an apologetic look, "Forgive me?"

She nodded and wiped her tears away. "Promise me… you will never leave me…"

I smiled and confidently replied, "I promise; pinkie promise."

"Okay…" She said weakly, still crumpled onto my chest, but thankfully, she had stopped crying.

Served the awkward situation, I glimpsed upon the yellow fruits stranded on the wake of our nest, the result of my hasty approach to Bia earlier. "Hey, how about we get some breakfast?" I said, concluding our hug and offered her the bright yellowish fruit. "I know your favorite."

Her beak formed a weak smile; that alone allowing my anxious soul to be admonished right away. "Oh you remember, isn't that nice?"

"I bet this one will be the best you've ever tasted."

"I'll be the judge of that."

She then lifted the fruit and took a small nibble on it, and with the burst of the flavor like that, I was sure it was perfect as I saw her face lighten up with delight. I too, take a little bite of the Carambolas and savored the sweet and sour flavor-rich juice pampered my savory senses. "If you can describe the taste in one word, what would it be?"

"Perfect."

"Yeah, spot on answer." I said as I gladly consumed the rest of the scrumptious treat.

"I don't know why I doubted you about everything… it seems like you always surprise me with just how… perfect you are for me…" She paused, looking at me before she issued a sigh. "And… I should have known that you will-"

To be honest, her doubt could be a mega insult for me; like even after all the time we spent our time together, yet she kept herself not to trust me… I guess. But I tried myself to comprehend the reason behind it, besides, I love her too much to think that as an insult, but rather, another thing I need to fix within our relationship, to make her even more secure and loved.

I silenced her with my primary in front of her beak and shot her an amorous stare, "Bia, it's okay; I perfectly understand. You are my mate, and I will never, ever leave you alone. I'll always standing next to you; I'll never let you get cold or go hungry; this is my promise." I lift her head and saw her face glistened with tears.

"I hate you, you know that, right?"

I issued an ephemeral chuckle before wrapping my wings on her. "Com todo meu coração para ti, Beatriz. Você é meu todo." [With all my heart for you, Beatriz. You are my everything.]

She lighten up and wiped her tears away, eating the rest of the fruit with a bright smile on her face, it, made my heart took a leap when I realized just how pretty she is: her perfect silky feathers; her sweet hazel-colored irises; her weird (unique) sprouting upwards tail; all packed in a single form a perfection, a form of an angel.

"Hello? Earth to Frost?"

"Uh what? Oh, hi…"

"Are you being voyeuristic?"

"What? No… I'm just… admiring your beauty…"

"Yeah… I believe you." She replied with a sarcastic tone.

I slapped my wings onto my face. "I was telling you the truth!"

"You know, you can always ask, Frost… we are mates after all." She chortled.

I shook my head and ate the rest of my breakfast with my face turned ruby, though the accusation was not really right, but when your sexy mate asked you something like that…

"How about we watch the sunrise?"

She assumed a few approving nods after our breakfast performed their disappearing act. On the brim of our hollow, we sat together, snuggling to enjoy each other's presence. My though drifted away into the very first time I opened my eyes and asked if this was a dream, however, whenever I saw her face, I know it wasn't a dream.

"You did it again…"

"Actually, I was about to ask for a kiss."

"And what are you waiting for to be exact?"

"Um… I don't know… maybe…"

She pulled my head into a sugary kiss, moving our beak and neck muscle to relish each other's love. I never want the gratification from the battle of our gustatory organs to cease, just letting all the passion conquer my soul, to tell her that I love her with all my heart, as deep as the Grand Canyon.

"I love it… when you not holding it." She said as we concluded our kiss with our nostrils puffing hot breath akin to a twin steam machine.

"Yeah, I know..."

"Frost… do you think… we might get chicks soon?"

"Funny when you asked me that."

"Huh?"

"I mean… I know we will."

She only nodded and retraced her head back on my chest as we lost ourselves on our respective thoughts.

"This is a great start." I muttered under my breath, barely audible for myself as I pressed her closer towards me. "A lovely mate, check. A family is next on the list." I asked her. "Will you help me to complete it?"

"You know I will, trouble yourself not." She replied with a smile.

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