Alright, I really shouldn't have to say it, but, I OWN NOTHING! I'M NOT THAT CREATIVE! I ONLY OWN MY OC's!

Chapter 7 - Oh, brother~!

As Violet woke, she could feel someone running their fingers through her hair, soothing her. She purred and scooted closer to the hand. She heard a deep chuckle coming from above her, and cracked her eyes open and looked up. There she saw the face of her love, Pitch. He was smirking, eyes ablaze with amusement. He smiled down at Violet as her eyes opened. She smiled back, truly happy to see him. Then she frowned. How did she get here? The last thing she remembered was talking to North in his office. She looked around. She was on a bed with black silk sheets and her head rested in Pitch's lap. The walls were a deep grey, and bare of any decoration. The only light coming from two candles on the bedside tables. She looked back at Pitch, confused and a bit worried.

"Pitch? W-what happened?" she asked, confused. Pitch's face flashed with concern then went back to relaxed. He continued to stroke her hair, calming her.

"You are in my home, love. I brought you and your brother here." he said, honestly. Violet's eyes widened and she shot up, off of his lap and looked at him in shock.

"W-why did you bring us? I thought you hated the Guardians. W-why go through all that t-trouble?" she questioned, very concerned as to why Pitch would risk his life to come get her. She watched at Pitch looked away from her, avoiding her gaze. She reached up and turned him back to face her. She looked him in the eye, noticing the emotions held in them; love, affection, happiness, but most of all, concern and fear. Her eyes widened. Why would Pitch be afraid?

Pitch then took a deep breath, and sighed. "Well, I just, I don't want you in danger. And when I heard about two new Guardians, I grew worried that one of them would be you. I don't want you getting hurt because of them." he confessed, wrapping his arms around her in a hug, placing his chin on the top of her head. Violet hugged him back, resting her head against his chest. She was still confused. What could be so dangerous as to put Pitch on edge?

They stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding each other. They didn't get to see each other often, and it felt nice to hold one another close. Pitch then pulled back some and tilted Violets head up towards his. He then closed the space between them in a kiss. It wasn't hard or rough. Just a simple close-mouthed kiss. Violet wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed closer to him as his arms snaked around her thin waist. When they pulled away, her cheeks where bright pink and was panting. Pitch smirked down at her as he saw her reaction. Such a beautiful, perfect woman. And sexy too. He then let her go as he stood from the bed. He held out a hand to her. She took it and he pulled her up to stand beside him.

"Let's go tell your brother you're awake." Pitch said as he led her out of the chamber, toward the main room of the lair. Violet had been here a lot over the years, and remembered where almost everything was. She blushed as she thought of all the times they had been alone and grew darker at what they have done. Oh the sweet, amazing times they've had.

They continued down the narrow hall until they got to the main room. There, Violet saw two figures sitting on the couch with their arms around each other. She instantly recognized them as her brother, Peter, and Pitch's brother, Jonathan. Jon had his arm around Peter's shoulder as the other had his head resting on his shoulder. When they noticed her and Pitch, Peter stood and rushed to her, pulling her into a hug. She hugged back, smiling at her brother's affection. When they parted, she noticed how he wore a different outfit than he usually did. He wore a black long sweater with dark blue leggings underneath, but still no shoes. She always loved it when he dressed like this. He never could because he didn't want mom to know he was gay. So he always wore his t-shirts and jeans.

She looked past him, and saw Jonathan standing off to the side, talking with Pitch. When you looked at them, you could almost never tell they were brothers. Jon was about the same height as Pitch, shorter by only an inch or two, and had the same light grey skin, but other than that, they looked nothing alike. Jon had dark, blood red hair, which was shaggy and messy, unlike Pitch, who kept his short and combed. Jon had bright blue eyes and wore a more modern style of clothing. While Pitch dressed in general robes and boots, Jon wore a simple black t-shirt with a blue long sleeved shirt underneath, and black jeans with dark blue and black sneakers.

As she turned back to her brother, she noticed the concern etching his features as he looked at her. She sighed, and said, "I'm fine, Peter. Nothing to worry about." trying to reassure him. He looked skeptical but seeing her smile, relaxed. Then smirked.

She knew that look and smirked back. They both then began to glow brightly, Pitch and Jon looking back at the twins in surprise. As the glow died down, they saw two human sized rabbits in their place. One had pure white fur with a light lavender color on her paws and the tip of her tail. She wore a dark purple hoody, and she had bright purple eyes which gleamed with mischief. The other had dark grey and white fur, with white on his paws and tail. He wore a dark sweater, his green eyes holding the same mischief as the other. They smiled as the other two looked at them in awe. They always loved seeing them in their other forms. They were both amazingly beautiful.

Both pookas then went to their respective mates. Violet looked up at Pitch, who was still in slight awe of how beautiful she was. She giggled and he snapped out of his trance, then hugged her to him. He kissed her forehead, sighing in content.

The same was going on with Peter and Jon. They were so happy. They were at peace.

But sadly it was not meant to last. For, in a corner of the lair, was a pair of red eyes, watching in anger. 'Just you wait Pitch,' a voice snarled, as the eyes vanished. 'That pretty like pooka will be mine.'

.~.~.

AN: holy crap! two in one day?! I'm awesome! Yay! :D I had some time so I wrote this in my free time. As you can tell, it is longer. Over a thousand words! I hope the chapters will stay close to this long. :3

I also want to say there are some things I want to clear up. So, the idea in my crazy head is that Bunny doesn't know about the twins because when he had sex with Jack, it was during one of his crazy rut states, and couldn't control himself. The day after, he couldn't remember what had happened at all. Not even who he was with. So that is why he doesn't know about the twins or Jack.

WELL, I hope you liked this chapter. See ya next time my fuzzies! Luv ya! - Bunny R.