Chapter Two. Simply as life in darkness or light. We take in the beauty we can't seem to find. Enjoy~
1.) I own nothing to do with Rise Of The Guardians.
2.) Mature Rating: Yaoi, abuse, language, & Possible Rape.
3.) PLOT: Jack takes a tumble and Bunnymund is left to take responsibility. Jack can't seem to remember anything about himself, but the way he feels for the hare shines bright. In the darkness lives a forgotten soul that will take innocence for its own.
Memories of a forgotten child
"Bunny! Easter Bunny!" Jack was clutching his arms around the seven foot tall Guardian of Hope. Smiling and giggling like the hare was the greatest thing in the world. Everyone else just stared at the two with wide eyes, filled with shock. Toothiana spoke up first, successfully breaking the awkward moment.
"Jack? Um..are you alright? Bunny said you hurt your head." The humming bird like Guardian's face was etched in concern. Jack glanced at her for a moment and lifted a confused brow.
"Who are you?" Suddenly his eyes lite up and he shot to the fluttering fairy. "You're so pretty!" The winter spirit held his hands to his chest. Jumping slightly with joy at the Guardian of memories. Said Guardian just glanced to the others before question him once more.
"Jack...? What do you mean who am I? You know me, all of us actually." The color stained boy glanced around and turned back to the fairy before him.
"I know the bunny. Momma told me about him. He's the one who brings us all the pretty eggs every year." Jack smiled brightly before turning back to the eggs he was playing with moments ago. He ran up to them and knelt beside them. Watching them marching about the Warren.
Tooth flutter over to the others and spoke in a hushed tone. "I think he did more than bump his head guys. He doesn't seem to even realize he's Jack Frost."
"Then who does the brat think he is?" Bunny cut in suddenly. Tooth glanced at Jack then back to her fellow Guardians. "I think...I think he thinks he is...a child. Like when he was still human, before he became Jack Frost." Bunnymund's head snapped in the direction of the winter spirit. His eyes softened a bit.
It made perfect sense. The way he was talking to them, the way he was acting.. Jack thought he was just a child. Not a Guardian over three hundred years old. The smack to his head must of jumbled his memories. Before the others could speak more about the development at hand, Bunny hopped to the colorful youth.
"Hey Frostbi- Jack." The winter spirit smiled up at the large rabbit. "Think ya can tell us how old ya are?" The hare knelt down to the boy. Jack looked at his hands. His face showing that he was thinking hard about the question. This couldn't be a good sign. Suddenly a look of surprise took hold of the youths face.
"I'm five!" Giggling while holding his pale hands up. One had three fingers up and two on the other. Bunnymund stared at the winter spirit for a moment. Looking the boy over, Bunny smirked. "How did ya get that paint all over ya?"
Jacks smile brighten. "I fell in the water." He gestured to the river of colors just to the right of them. "But I'm okay. The big rocks got me out." He laughed then and started picking up the little egglets still marching about. Cradling them in his hoodie.
Tooth flutter over to Bunnymund with the others following behind her. "What are we gonna do guys? We can't leave him like this!" Sandy nodded in agreement, but North just sighed. "But what can we do? The best we can hope for is that the boy's head clears in a few days."
Tooth flutter before the Russian Guardian. "But what about Jack? He have to keep an eye on him. He thinks he is just five." Everyone slowly turned to the Guardian of Hope. "Oh no ya don't mate. Why do I get stuck with the brat?" Bunnymund crossed his arms and shot glares to his fellow Guardians.
"But Bunny. You are the only logically choice." North wore a knowing smirk on his face and Bunnymund's ears laid flat on the back of is head. Tooth chirped in quickly. "He recognizes you and will be safest. Me and Sandy are constantly working and I doubt a five year old would want to spend a few days with a bunch of large scary yetis."
Toothiana's face flushed. "No offense North." The over-sized elf just laughed boldly at the flustered fairy. "Is understandable, but she has point Bunny. Besides, Jack is like this because of your rough housing with him earlier."
"Hey mate, that ain't my fault. Frostbite started it!" Bunny was interrupted by North.
"Does not matter old friend. He needs to be watched and you are best choice." The hare sighed and felt a tugging on his arm.
Jack was staring at the rabbit with an excited grin plastered to his face. Jack had his hoodie bunched up, his stomaching showing slightly. Bunnymund looked at the boy confused. It looked like something was moving in the hoodie.
"Look how many I found!" Jack stared at the bunny for a moment before he glanced to the others. The winter spirit carefully opened his hoodie to expose the large bundle of eggs he was cradling. They came in all colors, but most were a fresh white.
"Crikey." Bunnymund face palmed.
After the other Guardians made their way to leave, Toothiana had offered to bring Jack fresh clothes that weren't dyed purple, green, pink, orange, blue, and well, most any color you could think of. Though what Tooth ending up bringing made Bunny wish the boy had stayed in his tie dyed clothes.
The winter Guardian was now wearing, what appeared to be, baby blue pajama bottoms with crossed strips of white, green and pink. His top was a body fitting, short sleeved light pink tank top like shirt. The bottoms were too long and had to be rolled up slightly at the waist and the tops hem only met just below his belly bottom.
To any one else the Guardian appeared to be quite the tempest. The boy had just the right amount of skin showing in just the right places, but to Bunnymund the boy was nothing more than an over active child. Though even the hare had to admit the moment he saw the boy dressed up like this he felt his body heat up and his ears drop. Especially the way his face was framed due to the head bane pulling his snow white hair back.
Bunnymund glanced down to the immortal teenager snuggled firmly against his side. Pale cold fingers tangled tightly into soft warm fur. Gently, as to not wake the winter spirit, Bunny grazed is padded fingers over the now deep purple bruise. Since the 'tumble' Jack refused to be more than a yard from the Easter Guardian. He had found it overly annoying, yet comforting.
Since the lose of his kind, the large rabbit had be alone. He hadn't even let someone be so close to him for so long in about seven hundred years. A low groan filled the borrow softly. This was differently going to end bad.
End of Chapter two. Three is coming. Now that we know what's going on the plot can thicken, but in the realm of dreams a lot can happen in a night. Next Chapter 'The King & I'
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