Disclaimer: Frozen is owned by Disney and more than likely lots of other people. It is not owned by me. This is all done for fun.

All credit to whomever made the Kiss Memes that are on the internet. Thank you for the challenge.

Dedicated to Setsunakou and Harukakou. ^_^

Kiss on the Shoulder: Hans x Elsa

Two weeks before the ball.

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Their boat would be leaving soon.

Hans wasn't sure if he felt more despair or relief at the thought of Elsa being gone for three months.

He knew that he would miss her but then again he had been missing her for awhile now.

Ever since that rainy day at the abandoned cabin to be exact.

A mirthless smile crossed Hans lips as he stared out into the night, a cup of tea taking the place of the drink he really wished to be holding in his hand.

It struck him as ironic( was that the word his mixed up mind was searching for?) that after she said that she could not tell him what she needed to do to mend fences with Anna, she then went out of her way to show him what she needed to do instead.

Quite thoroughly at that too!

She hadn't even had the compassion to start out small.

No, she had jumped right into her plan to cut him out of her life.

Taking a sip of his swiftly cooling drink, Hans laughed bitterly into his cup.

One would think he would have learned by now not to hope for things beyond reach.

After all look what happened the last time he fought for something he didn't deserve? ( His redemption not with standing. He had no other choice but to fight for that.)

Running his free hand through his already mussed hair, Hans pushed the dark memories that thought brought to the surface aside and instead focused on the much more painful ones that came with his present situation.

Firm in the knowledge that he should not fight for a place by Elsa's side, he now was unsure of what his next move should be.

He could not bare the thought of leaving Elsa but at the same time she could not be more obvious about her desire to have him gone.

Finishing his tea, Hans looked down at the half written letter on his work desk.

It was probably silly of him to pretend that he was going to do anything other than what Elsa wanted. But his pride demanded he at least put up a token resistance to the thought.

Now though even his pride was fading away as with Elsa's departure to another kingdom for two months, he really could not find a better time to get himself completely out of her way.

Sinking into the chair in front of his desk, Hans picked up his pen and began to write.

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Wrapped in her traveling cloak, Elsa walked soundlessly down the hall wishing with every step that the determination that she had been relaying on for the past few weeks had not decided to flee in the face of her heart's suddenly overwhelming longing.

It was foolish of her and maybe even a little cruel to want one last glimpse of him, maybe even one last word from him before she left.

But at this moment with the darkness of the evening hiding her and their departure a promise that she would not have to face the consequences of her actions any time soon, Elsa decided to be selfish.

Stopping before the closed door of the study,she knew he had taken to using after she had made it clear that she no longer wanted him sharing her own, (one of many lies and hurts she had inflicted upon him recently, she shied away every second from thoughts of what he must think of her now.) Elsa paused for a moment to steady her shaking hand before grasping the knob and silently opening the door.

A small smile lifted the corners of her mouth at the image the candlelight presented to her.

Hans' back was towards her, his face tilted to the side on the desk, head resting on his arms a pen still dangling between two fingers.

The sight of him, his normally perfectly coiffed hair mussed, his jacket tossed to the side struck her as adorable and yet somehow sad as well.

It was this sadness that found its echo in her own heart, that caused her to continue to follow said foolish heart into the room.

Stopping mere breaths away from him, Elsa decided to throw all caution to the wind and leaning over, rested her cheek on his shoulder.

For a moment she took comfort in the simple act of feeling his breath lift her cheek and then the sound of her name being called in the corridor broke her from her stolen moment of peace.

Raising her head just a bit, she pressed a kiss to his shoulder, whispering in a voice so soft that it was practically soundless. "I'm sorry. I wish..."

With a choked breath, Elsa cut herself short and turning away fled the room.

As the door clicked shut behind her, Hans' eyelashes flickered and lifting his head from the desk he looked over his shoulder at the door.

For a moment he merely gazed at it then lowering his eyes, he whispered. " Must have been a dream."

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Author's Notes: Thank you so much for reading!

And a huge thank you to Setsunakou for the beta. ^_^