Warning! this story contains: violence, abusive behaviour, swearing, gay sexual behaviour : consensual and possible non consensual

My Jack would not hate Easter... :
Part 1: Uncommon trust :

Ever since Pitch had advanced on Jack, ever since Jack had accepted those advances, they saw each other more and more, they got to know each other better than they knew anyone else.
They were happy together.
But...
One day, the other Guardians found out.
He wasn't sure how they found out, but he guessed the moon must have had something to do with it.

One day, he and Jack were Kissing, half naked on Pitch's bed, Jack sprawled across Pitch as they lazed about, just gently touching, holding each other. And the door slammed open. And the Guardians came in. Their eyes wide, obviously shocked that what they had found out, most likely from the man in the moon, was true.
Disgust, betrayal, anger. They reeked of those emotions.

From that point on, Jack was no longer a Guardian.

From that point on, Jack began to change; he began to change for the worst. Far worse than any of them could have imagined.
Pitch could not take this anymore; he would do anything to keep Jack safe.
Anything to keep Jack as his Jack...

North was in the Workshop at the North Pole, in his little work room at his desk with his back to the door, working on an ice sculpture of a new toy idea as he munched on Christmas cookies.
Behind him, a shadow grew from a corner in the room.

"It's time we all had a little chat, you lot and I..." North spun around, dropping a half eaten cookie in the process. The wall of his office that held the exit was covered in shadow.

"Pitch?! Why... what are you up to?!" Before another word could be said, the shadow rapidly reduced to the centre of the wall and through the keyhole of the door. North stood still for a couple of seconds, eyes wide, unsure of what was going on. Running to the door he yanked it open and, with no sign of Pitch, called the Yetis to his side.

The moment that Pitch had left the office he'd reappeared just outside of the globe room.
Hiding himself, he created distractions using his Nightmares and shadows to void the large room of any occupants. The only ones he wanted to see being the big four.
Standing in front of the globe as it spun steadily, memories of their past battle returning, he sighed.
There wasn't an Elf or Yeti in sight as he checked around himself. Nor had a single Guardian appeared yet. Glancing at the control panel in front of himself, he saw the switch that was used to turn on the Aurora Borealis; the Northern lights that summoned the Guardians together in dire times.

"Hmm... That should work." He reached out to it, holding the handle tightly he turned it counter-clockwise before pushing it down. Colourful light shot up and around the globe, heading to the winter sky above. Smirking, he backed away and hid back in to the shadows.

North was about to leave his office again after having retuned to grab his swords, when he saw the Northern lights shoot across the sky through his window.

"What?!" He only stared outside for a couple of seconds before running down to his globe room, looking around frantically. Pitch was in his home, again. And the Northern lights had been turned on without his permission. It was a bit too much of a coincidence for him not to think it was Pitch's doing. But why on earth would Pitch want the Guardians to gather together? What was Pitch doing here? He'd just said only a moment ago about them needing to chat... Thoughts off what the dark man could be up to ran a race in his brain. Perhaps it was some sort of trap? A way off getting them all in one place so they were out of the way of something? What if something had happened to Jack?
Though they highly disapproved of Pitch and Jack's... relationship, they had not had a single problem from Pitch since they had started... whatever it was they actually had. North had tried to see the bright side, thinking perhaps Jack could be a good influence on the Nightmare King, or at least keep him out of trouble. But it seemed that perhaps this was not the case...

Approximately 10 minutes prior:

Sandman was lazing around on his golden cloud of dream sand as he flouted above a sleeping city, having just finished sending everyone in to their most loved dreams.
The night was clouded and dark, but the Black sand above him still managed to show itself despite this as it glimmered slightly in an unknown, seemingly non existent light source. Sandy's eyes widened and he jumped to his feet from his lay down position as he saw it curl above him, turning in to a completely black, apart from silver eyes which gleamed with gold, version of Pitch sat upon a Nightmare. Sandy created his golden whip out of his own sand and was ready to fight, but the silhouette-like Pitch flew away, up in to the dark clouds. Sandy shot upwards after him.
The small dream bringer had tried to follow, unsure of what Pitch was doing there. But he lost him nearly straight away.
After looking around the sky for a couple of minutes to no avail, feeling something was at foot, he decided to check on the citizens of the city bellow to see if Pitch had worked his magic and destroyed the dreams he had created...

Bunnymund was in his warren, finishing his preparations for Easter which would begin in only a couple of days.
So far everything had run smoothly and he was currently adding his own special touch to some last minute eggs. He held his delicate thin brush steadily in one paw as he added some finishing touches to the egg he was currently working on, when he saw something in the corner of his vision. Turning his head he saw nothing, so brushing it off as a trick of the eye, turned his attention back to his work. Looking back down at the egg he noticed a dark shadow was cast over the grass at his paws. A Shadow that did not belong to him. Turning quickly, accidentally dropping the egg in his surprise and fear, he saw the distinct dark silhouette of non other than Pitch Black cast up against a wall of rock. Dropping the brush as well, he pulled out his boomerangs and took a defensive pose. Before he could shout out and tell Pitch to show himself, the silhouette of the feared man turned and walked across and around the rock, disappearing completely when he got to the shadow on the other side.
After that Bunny searched all over, but there was no sign of Pitch, his Nightmares, or any form of chaos anywhere in the warren. Walking back to where he had previously been crouched when painting the eggs, Bunny looked down at the now broken egg on the ground, a look of pure hatred on his face aimed at the reason it had broken in the first place; a growl escaping through bared teeth.
He taped his paw twice hard on the bright grassy ground, and jumped down the rabbit hole that appeared before him.

Tooth was floating about her palace, giving orders here and there to her little fairy workers, when all of a sudden everything seemed to become darker. Looking up, she could see that clouds had appeared outside, blocking some sunlight from entering the palace. It was only when she looked a little closer at the bizarre and quickly appearing clouds outside that she noticed them condensing in to darker masses that seemed to sparkle with a bluish purple light. Those were no normal clouds. Her eyes widened and hundreds of scared squeaking sounds began to echo of the walls of the Tooth palace as the small fairies noticed as well, two bright glowing eyes appearing and shining down at them through the now thick black cloud of Nightmare sand. Just as quickly as they had appeared the eyes disappeared and the cloud of sand began to thin. Pitch's shadow appeared from it on the walls of the palace and moved around until he had gone a full circle and disappeared all together, the bright sunlight once again shining down in to the palace. Heart beating fast, she ordered the fairies to check every nook and cranny, every tooth box, and to check for any sign of damage or the smallest grain of black sand.
After five minutes and still nothing out of the ordinary, she flew outside and looked around in confusion and fear. Looking up to the sky she could see the moon shining down but no words were spoken. And then the sky suddenly filled with the beautiful colours that to them meant danger.

"The northern lights..!"

Standing in front of the globe, North looked around, his swords clenched in tight fists at his sides. He could swear he saw a shadow move in the corner of his eye, but when he turned to look it's way nothing happened. Eyeing the dark corner suspiciously, he was about to belt out a loud warning when the ground suddenly began to crumble beside him, making him jump back a little in surprise. He sighed in relief when he realised it was Bunnymund's tunnel as the large rabbit Jumped through.

"North!"

"Ah, Bunny, you scare me..!"

"Sorry mate, but there's more at stake here than etiquette."

"What is wrong?" North asked, though he was sure he already knew the answer.

"It's Pitch, I saw the stupid bastard in me warren!"

"...What did he do?"

"He... Well, not much... I mean, he sorta showed 'imself, but, that's it. Not a word, not nothin'. But I don't trust im! Pretty suspicious if ya ask me. He must be up ta somethin! With it bein so close ta Easter en all..!"

"Hmm..." Before North could say more, Toothiana flew in so fast she nearly crashed in to the other two Guardians.

"I saw the lights! What's happened?! is it Pitch?! What about Jack? Is he okay?! What's going on?!" North grabbed a hold of her shoulders, keeping her from hovering all over the place as she panicked.

"Toothy; Tooth! Calm down!"

"It is Pitch, isn't it? I saw him, he was at the palace..!" Bunny's ears perked up.

"You too?"

"... Was he at the Warren?"

"Yeah..." Then Sandy flew in; landing by Bunnymund, he tugged at the large rabbit's fur.
"Ah, Sandy!" Images appeared and disappeared above the shorter man's head at speed that barely left time to see the shapes.

"Sandy, Slow down!" North said, raising his hands in front of himself, moving them in a sort of 'slow down' motion. Sandy took a deep breath, before pointing up above his head as Pitch's face appeared in the golden sand.

"You too... It seems Pitch has shown himself to all of us..."

"You've seen him too?"

"Yes, Toothianna. In office. And is not all." North looked back over at the shadow he had eyed suspiciously before, his sabres still ready at his sides.
"Was not me who sent signal with northern lights..."

"Then... Who?"

"I have sure clue... But does not make sense..." Then, out of the darkness they heard a terribly familiar voice that echoed around the walls.

"Just because you do not understand something, does not mean it makes no sense. It can simply mean you need to pay attention and understand..." Pitch stepped out from the dark corner where he had been hidden, opposite to the one North had been looking at, making them jump slightly. He stood tall with his hands folded behind his back.
"Yes, it was I who called you all here. And the reason, is Jack..."

"Pitch! What have you done?!" Bunny took a few steps forward, ready to attack.

"Who said I have done anything?" Thouthiana hovered beside Bunnymund, eyes as slits as she glared at Pitch.

"If you've hurt Jack in anyway I'll..."

"You'll what, bird?! What could the likes of you possibly do to me? You are all aware that my powers have grown and yours diminished since you through Jack away like a broken toy!" They all cringed at that, the grips on their drawn weapons tightening.
"In fact, that is why I am here... It is not about what I have done but rather what you have done. And what I, what Jack, needs you to do." The Guardians in front of him looked slightly shocked, but still kept their stances ready to attack him; the only reason they had not yet done so being the man's relationship with Jack. Pitch continued speaking in a voice that made him sound as if he was already board of the others and running out of patience.
"I would appreciate it if you were all to at least listen to what I have to say before you try anything..."

"And how do we know that you're not up to something as we speak, and that this is not to keep us out of way until you finish whatever is you're up to?!" North boomed. Pitch through his arms up in annoyance.

"Oh please! This is important! I don't have time for your guessing games! This is about Jack; you should know by now how much the boy means to me." He let his arms fall to his sides, taking a deep breath and sighing as he tried to keep calm.
"I would not use him in any plan." They all fell silent for a minute before Tooth broke the silence.

"What's wrong with him? Is he hurt?"

"Tooth, we can't just trust im like that!"

"Shut your snout rabbit! Just listen to me and then decide if you're going to try and kill me!" The Guardians looked between each other, thinking and speaking through silent looks, before North spoke again.

"... Okay Pitch... We listen."

"But North!-"

"Bunny, we can listen to what he has to say, if it's about Jack. Come, we shall all take seat..." Following North they all went to sit in front of the fireplace, the Yetis having seemingly just appeared to place five chairs there for them. Waiting for the others to sit down first, Pitch cautiously sat down on the chair furthest from the fire. Though he wasn't as prone to heat as Jack, being around the frost spirit had made him more use to the cold and he preferred it to warmth. Were as the others would be shivering outside in the harsh northern air, he would be comfortable. He never was one for warm places to begin with, but now it was far more uncomfortable for him.
He began to wonder if this was really a good idea... What if they tried to take Jack away from him..? What if they succeeded? No; he would never let that happen.
Looking to his sides he saw that all eyes were now fixed on him, bringing him out of his thoughts. Hands now folded in his lap, he cleared his throat.

"Right, well... I suppose I shall begin." North nodded, waiting for his explanation.
"First of all, I would like to state whilst I have the opportunity, that my and Jack's relationship was never something I began for the purpose of any form of... evil. It was never some sort of plan to harm him or you or anyone else." Bunny scoffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Pitch narrowed his gaze at him.
"No matter what you may think, I do care very much for him and have done since the beginning. But before, before any of you knew about us, Jack was... Well-"

"Hurry up we don't have all day!"

"Bunny!" North scolded.

"If you don't shut your trap cotton tail then I'm going to shut it for you!"

"Pitch!" North sighed.
"Please, calm down; continue..."

"... Yes well, as I was trying to say... He was the happy usual spring-loaded childish joker we all know. Full of energy, always smiling apart from the times he was pouting because he wanted something." Pitch smiled to himself as he thought about Jack. The Jack he adored.
"But when you all found out about our relationship, everything changed for him. He never admitted it, but he can't hide anything from me, so I could tell he felt abandoned..." He paused looking around, watching their reactions to his words closely.
"At first it was not too bad... But time went on, and Jack became quieter, he began to... change. And I admit I did not help the situation much; I was not patient enough with him, and I lost my temper a little too often. And..." Pitch closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed through it, annoyed at himself.
"And by the time I realised what exactly was happening, it had gone to far, and that is why I am here. Because the truth is you can help him more than I can now. I need you all to speak with him; to continue to speak to him. Take away the feelings of abandonment that are haunting him. He's become depressed and lost. You are the first family he had had after three hundred years of underserved solitude, and you have practically disowned him." He paused again to see their faces. They looked angry; and sad.
"He's become... darker. Recently he's even stopped going to play with the human children he adores so much... He's now only ever around me and in the dark and I know that's not good for him. His mental state is not what it once was and this new... well, his mental instability is beginning to... scare me. He needs all of us, no matter how much I despise it, it is a fact." Bunny, surprisingly calm, was the next to speak.

"But... what do you mean he's become darker?"

"...I'm not sure that, you in particular, would like to know..."

"What's that suppose ta mean?"

"Well I suppose I should tell you..." Pitch leaned his chin on folded hands, looking rather thoughtful.
"He wanted us both to ruin Easter, as if it would be a fun little family outing."

"What?!"

"Before you come to any ignorant conclusions, let me just state I had no plan or want to do such a thing. It was him alone who came up with the idea, calling it fun to ruin your precious little holiday. I don't want Jack to change, I don't want him to become like me; but it seems that that is what is happening, if not something more worrisome. I'm worried that if this continues, that the darkness that took a hold of my own soul will grasp on to Jack's and turn him in to something he is not. I don't care if you do not believe me, but I love him. I will do anything to keep him safe, even if it means coming to you for help... But, I refuse to leave him, if that is what you tell me to do I will never do it. Know that now and let me not need to repeat it." Pitch stared at them, waiting for their response. After a minute of silence North sighed and spoke.

"Bring him here, tomorrow morning when clock strikes ten. We all will meet here then, and... we will talk." Sandman nodded in agreement to North's decision, as Tooth looked not so sure and Bunny voiced his concern.

"But North, can we really just trust im like that? I know it's for Jack, but..."

"Yes, is for Jack. If he is truly in need of our help, then we shall help him. We did abandon him once... and we shall not do it again when he needs us and is our own fault he needs help in first place. Now is time to make things right once again." Bunny was about to speak again but North raised a hand to stop him.
"Decision is final. We will all meet here tomorrow morning at ten. Is that understood?" He looked over to Pitch who nodded, all emotion that was once on his face replaced with a flat expression that said nothing.
"Good. Now, if you don't mind, I would like if you leave my home now." He said, eyes fixed on Pitch who stared back.

"Fine." He stood quickly and turned, ready to leave.

"Wait!" Tooth stood from her seat next to Bunny and all eyes apart from Pitch's turned to her.
"Why did you come to all of us in our homes, if you were just going to set off the lights that would call us here..? Why not only set off the lights?" The other Guardians nodded, wondering the same thing now that she had brought it up, looking at Pitch suspiciously as if he had planted traps in their homes. Pitch slowly turned his head to look their way.

"Well, I thought perhaps it would be harder to access the switch. But obviously not." He smirked and received a stern look from North.
"Because of this, at first I wasn't even going to set them of, thinking my noticed presence would do to bring you all here together; and it did straight away for two of you. But while the other two of you had yet to decide to come here, I saw the switch, and realised it would work more quickly, and voila... I admit, perhaps I should have merely tried to set off the Northern lights from the beginning, but that does not matter now. Besides, I also preferred to check you would all come straight away while Jack is still out off the way. I did not want him following me, or the lights, or any of you if he saw you. I obviously needed to speak to you all about this alone after all."

"Wait... Out of the way? What did you do to him?!"

"Oh calm down would you?! Jack is merely sleeping."

"Oh sa that's what ya did?! Ya perverted bastard..!"

"What?" Pitch sighed, and turned properly towards them.
"You are the perverted one to think about such things. And that aspect of our lives is nothing to do with any of you. It's not even because of anything of the sort. Jack and I had a small... row. And Jack is merely sleeping off his stress. Now, I thought you wanted me to leave? Or are there more things you wish to accuse me of? Perhaps for having brainwashed him in to loving me, even if I have never possessed such powers? Or maybe something worse that I had no idea I had done?" North sighed and stood.

"This is enough for today. We shall talk tomorrow." Pitch nodded and turned once more, this time continuing forward, practically fuming and disappearing in to the first shadow he came across that was dark enough. The Sandman tugged at North's pant leg and flashed golden images above his head, ending in a question mark.
"Don't you worry, Sandy my friend. If what Pitch says is truth, then we must do something; and I have good plan to help Jack. We will not let him suffer anymore..."

Jack had woken up by now, and was sat up in bed when Pitch appeared from a dark corner in their bedroom.

"Hey, Pitch." Pitch gave a small smile and walked over to him. He sat down on the side of the bed and reached a hand over to cup Jack's cheek. His smile grew a fraction when Jack didn't flinch but instead smiled back. But it was small and his eyes held a look that betrayed his true painful emotions. Pitch sighed and leaned down to kiss his forehead, before resting his own on Jack's.

"Do you forgive me for hurting you before..?"

"Yeah..." Pitch ran his thumb over the dark bruise on Jack's cheek, being careful to avoid the healing cut, and frowned at the contrast of colour.

"I'm sorry..."

"I know. I'm sorry too..."

"It's all right my dear." Jack pulled back and looked Pitch in the eyes.

"Where did you go?"

"Hmm?"

"You're normally with me when I wake up. I was worried you were really angry and weren't going to come back for a while." Pitch frowned and Jack looked away, thinking he was angry at him. But Pitch was only angry with himself as he thought about the one time he had left Jack alone; too alone for too long a while. He had hoped that was forgotten, but obviously the scar was still fresh in the boy's mind. That time when Jack had angered Pitch, and the older man had done things he now regretted and could never forgive himself for having done.

"Oh Jack..." He put a hand on each of the boy's cheeks and turned his head till Jack was looking back up at him again.
"I had promised you, had I not? I will never, never do that to you ever again. My beautiful boy you do not deserve it no matter what." He pulled Jack in to an embrace who slowly wrapped his arms around Pitch in return, practically digging his nails in as he held on tightly to his older lover.

"I love you Pitch. I love you so much..." Pitch nuzzled into the boy's snowy hair and breathed his sent, sighing.

"I love you too Jack, more than anything. I am the luckiest creature in this world and any other to have you beside me."

"You really think that?"

"Of course I do." Jack pulled back again, placing his arms around Pitch's neck.

"Thank you..." He leaned in and kissed Pitch gently on the lips, the older man kissed back eagerly, pushing his tongue in to Jack's mouth, making him moan. Pitch gently pushed him down in to the covers, hands roaming the boy's naked pale chest. Pulling away from the kiss, he watched as Jack squirmed under his touch.
"P-Pitch..." The Nightmare King kept one hand on Jack's chest, playing with his nipples as the other went south to scratch lightly at the bulge growing in the boy's pants. Jack gasped.
"D-don't tease me... just do it..! Please... Fuck me, Pitch; fuck me." Pitch stopped moving his hands and stared at Jack. He couldn't get angry at him for being so vulgar and perverted and addicted; he was the one that had turned Jack in to this. He was the one who had made him want to, need to, be dominated and filled up and forced in to the mattress. He was the one who had destroyed the boy's innocence. He, from being so needy and insistent and possessive, was the one who had made him change like this; even if not on purpose, this was part of what was making him darker. Even if the Guardians were also to blame for him changing and becoming so ominously sombre for such a happy child like creature, it was Pitch and only Pitch that had made him crave to be touched, to be rammed into until he fainted.

"Turn over." Jack quickly obliged. Kneeling in front of Pitch, his head pressed in to the cushion that his fists were holding on to tightly, his ass up in the air and legs slightly spread. Pitch tugged down his pants, leaving them at his knees and then... sat still. He watched Jack, stared at his naked turned on body, listened to his whimpering as he waited for the touches and the biting and to be filled. But it didn't come, and so he turned his head to look at Pitch wantonly.

"Please... Why aren't you doing anything? I need you Pitch, please hurry!" Pitch didn't understand, couldn't remember how he broke him so easily.

"We did it barely a day ago to the point that you had fainted... You came three times. Why do you need it so desperately now?" He wanted to understand, wanted to try and know every reason for everything the boy wanted and did. Maybe if he understood everything better he could help reverse the damage that had already been done...

"Because I need you."

"But why so suddenly? I barely touched you and look at yourself. Arse in the air and begging to be taken. Your dick is hard to the point it looks painful." He reached his hand underneath Jack and poked at his tip making him gasp once more.
"Your so sensitive..."

"I... I'm sorry..!" Pitch sighed and, kneeling behind him he stroked his hands over Jack's body teasingly. Leaning over him he whispered in his ear.

"...We're going to do things a little differently tonight." Shivers ran down Jack's spine at the words. Pitch pulled the trembling boy's pants from around his knees and threw them to the floor. He sat back up and removed his own clothing before laying down next to Jack, who watched him closely with eyes full of lust.
"Sit up." Jack did as he was told, slowly sitting up, cheeks flushed.
"Come here." Pitch grabbed his hips and pulled him over so Jack was straddling his lap. Jack tried to lift himself up and move to place himself in the right place over Pitch's arousal, so as to penetrate himself with it, but Pitch stopped him, holding his hips tightly in place.
"No."

"Wha... But-"

"I said no." Jack's eyes widened.
"Besides, I'm not fucking you dry." He didn't understand why Pitch was doing this and he just needed it already! He didn't care if he hadn't been prepared, he had done it enough times before; he knew he could take it. Pitch was right when he said his dick looked like it was hard to the point of being painful, because it was and he just wanted to be touched and filled by Pitch already and it was driving him insane. But Pitch was also right about Jack being sensitive and already needing it so badly, when not long ago they did it so brutally that Jack had passed out. With all of this and what had happened not long before, Jack was confused and needy and tears began to sting the corners of his eyes.
"It's okay Jack, don't cry..." Pitch shushed him and moved one hand up to wipe at the boy's left cheek when a tear began to fall.
"Now I want you to listen carefully to me, all right?" Jack nodded slowly, his face showing his pain.
"We're going to go slowly, and not rush through it madly. I want to feel you and I want you to feel me. I want it to be like it was before... Not just some mad lust that means near to nothing." Jack's face softened and he opened his mouth to speak, but said nothing and closed it again. Leaning down over Pitch despite his arousal being pressed painfully between their bodies, he wrapped his arms back around Pitch's neck and hugged him tightly.

"I understand now. I'm sorry..." He knew he shouldn't cry, but the tears fell anyway, dampening Pitch's hair.

"Don't apologise so much, Jack. it's okay." Pitch began to move his hands, ghosting them over the most sensitive areas of Jack's skin, making him gasp sharply.
They touched each other all over, slowly and gently. Nipping and licking. And when Jack was properly prepared, Pitch let him move above him. The room became filled with moans, the sound of skin on skin and the calling of names.
Once both had come to their climax they fell asleep, their limbs entangled with each others, more satisfied than they had been in a while.

When Jack woke up, it took him a minute to realise his head was in the lap of his lover who was stroking his hair. Slowly he turned to look up at him.

"Awake I see."

"Hey." Jack said, blinking away the sleep in his eyes as he tried to focus. Pitch leaned down and kissed his nose.

"Hey to you too." Jack giggled and pulled him down for a proper kiss.

"It felt really great, by the way." He said as he played with a stray strand of Pitch's raven hair.

"I agree." Pitch smiled down at him as he stroked his face.

"Even if it was really hard to hold back and have to go through all that teasing." Jack said with a hint of sarcasm as he pouted playfully, making Pitch laugh. He adored when Jack was like this. When Jack was... his Jack.

"I really do love you my darling, never forget that." Jack's eyes widened.

"Why would I forget? I'll never forget you Pitch, never. And I'll never forget that you love me back just as much as I love you..." Jack frowned and Pitch did the same.
"What's wrong?" Jack sat up and moved to be beside him.
"These things you say sometimes, the sex just before... though it was great... something's wrong, isn't it?" Pitch didn't answer, at first he just looked down at his lap.
"...Pitch?"

"I want you to come with me somewhere."

"...okay? Where?"

"The... The North Pole." Jack was shocked and didn't know what to say. The only reason he could think of that would make Pitch want to go there would be to harm the Guardians in some way.
"I want you to go with me, to the North Pole, and speak with the Guardians." Pitch lifted his gaze and turned to look in to Jack's shocked eyes.

"Wha... Why? I don't understand... Why would you want me to do that? Do you have some kind of plan? Because I'm not sure I'd want to help with it..." Pitch smiled, making Jack even more confused.

"In a way. But it's not the kind of plan made to harm... I promise you that."

"Then... what is this plan exactly?" Jack looked sceptically at Pitch, trying to look for signs of what he could be up to.

"All you need to do is speak to them and listen to them Jack, that's all I ask of you. Can you do that for me?"

"erm... I..."

"You trust me, don't you?"

"Yeah, of course." Pitch's brow lifted as he waited for a proper answer and Jack sighed, hoping he wasn't making some bad mistake.
"Okay... I'll do it."

"There's my boy." Pitch kissed his forehead before getting out of bed.
"Now let's clean up and dress; we must leave soon." Jack sighed again and followed his naked lover out of their bed, then following him out of the room to head for their 'natural spring'-like bath in the makeshift bathroom of Pitch's lair.
Or rather, of their lair. It was their lair after all; Pitch had told him that all that was his was now Jack's as well.
Jack trusted Pitch; he trusted him with his own life, he really did. And as he thought of this, all doubt washed away with the water of their bath, and Jack began to feel happier. Maybe this would be nice? He did like the idea of speaking to them all again, as long as it wasn't to try and convince him that he should leave the one he loved. He also liked the idea of them getting along with Pitch. If they couldn't do, then why would they allow them all to meet like this? And if Pitch seamed confident in this then he could trust it wasn't to talk him out of being with the older man, right? So maybe they could get along. The thought made him giddy. And he began to hope that maybe everything was finally falling in to place. Finally, maybe they could all be happy.
Maybe... they could all be a... a family?

So there's part 1~ Said it would be longer than the prologue, but didn't expect it to get that long. XD
Would love to hear from you guys in comments to know what you think!
Not sure when part 2 of this will be out, but part 1 and 2 of chapter 7 of Corruption of evil are now up!

And warning, this story is going to become more violent from here.

P.S I tried to show Bunny and North's accents through a little in the way I wrote it but not sure if it reads that way... Hope it's not that bad. X'D