A/N: Sorry for the late posts. I planned to post one every single day after I was done writing them on tumblr but I got busy. This is New Year's Kiss Part ONE because there's an alternative prompted by a friend for me to write. :)

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes before a new year.

What a year it had been.

Looking back, the past three hundred and sixty four days felt so short. Everything passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past year, she had celebrated her birthday with her sister for the first time in what felt like forever. In these three hundred and sixty four, she had fallen in love, confessed her affections towards her beloved, and even became her sister's lover. In these twelve months, he had celebrated easter; hidden eggs and laughing in corners of the castle at her sister looking for them, danced with children who found said eggs while her majesty, her lover, failed to find any.

She had done things she had almost never dared to dream of. To have watched the northern lights, built snowmen, went to meetings and read more books than she had in the previous ten years of her life. To spend time with her beloved sister, to learn about her all over again. To love, and to be loved.

Three years ago she had given up on love. When that door remained locked after their parents passed on. When she learned that perhaps she was unlovable, even her sister hated her. Never would she have dreamed of being loved again.

And yet there she was, sitting on the rooftop, resting her head on her beloved's shoulder whose height seemed to fit her perfectly.

Without moving her neck, she looked at her sister. A gentle smile across her face, sapphire orbs that could probably captured her soul with eye bags that could hardly be seen in the dark - only visible when she squinted her eyes, rosy cheeks that tempted her to pinch every time they saw each other.

Her lover. Who played with her food if she caught a whiff of mint in it, even if it was chocolate. Her beloved. Who picked at her own handwriting and would rewrite an entire script just because a letter 'g' was out of place. Her significant other. Who would kiss all over her face when she did something she thought Anna would declare unforgivable. But really, who couldn't forgive her? Her Majesty. Who refused to sleep without something to cuddle with every single night. Her sister. Who loved and was even more eager to build snowmen than she was.

Sitting right beside her with not a care in the world, was Elsa.

She never thought it was possible to have learned about all these quirks about her sister. She never dreamed it was even possible to sit so closely beside her.

And it was all thanks to her sister's coronation. If it wasn't for that day, she wouldn't have had re-learned about those ice powers, unlocked her memories, learned all over what love is from her best friend, and learned who she truly loved all along.

"Anna," Elsa murmured. The warmth in her chest swelled, hearing her sister call her name in such calmness. It wasn't tired Elsa from working all day, depressed Elsa from finally seeing her parents one last time, relieved Elsa from learning her younger sister wasn't hurt from yet another day in Arendelle, or scared Elsa who was afraid her powers ran out of control again. It was just calm Elsa, embracing the peaceful and quiet moment they both enjoyed having together whenever they could.

The princess didn't look up, though. She didn't even raise her neck. All she did was hum in response because she knew what it meant. Just in case either of them fell asleep, since neither of them (more like Anna, really) had never stayed up past twelve midnight and were never allowed to, they made an agreement to call to the other every five minutes before the fireworks or countdown started.

Five more minutes to a brand new year.

She wondered what the next year was going to be like. Was it going to be another insane sleigh ride like this year's? Was it going to be filled with adventures she wished to have? What was she going to learn about Elsa next year? What did Elsa have planned for next year- no, tomorrow. Knowing her sister, she would probably treat it just like any other day.

If not, what kind of day was it? She could picture Elsa asking nonchalantly, with her eyes busy with her scrolls and an eyebrow raised upon her own blabbering jokingly about how the older sister is all work and no play, being a dull queen.

She chuckled to herself at the thought.

She couldn't wait for the next year, but at the same time it felt like there was this anchor in her tummy rolling and pounding around.

But what if it wasn't going to be anything like this year? What if things reverted back to the hell she thought was over? What if things took a drastic turn and turned bad? What if someone found out about their relationship next year, or tomorrow? That would be a horrible start.

What if… she was dreaming?

All of a sudden, she heard a booming sounds from a distance across the kingdom. Yellow lights shining brightly shot through the sky and burst into an array of orange-gold flowers shimmering brightly in the northern lights.

"Happy New Year!" She heard the crowd shout from far below in the town a mile or two away from her castle.

She had been so distracted by her thoughts she had missed the eager countdown of her citizens far below.

She finally lifted her head from her sister's naked shoulders and bent slightly forward, hands gripping slightly tighter onto the rooftop just in case, and looked at her sister. Her eyes that shined so bright just earlier were now closed.

That explained.

After the long meeting she had with the King of Weselton she had ranted so long about earlier, she was probably too tired for the countdown. But she still came up just to spend time with Anna.

The princess smiled, grateful at the considerate thought, "You stinker, It's dangerous to be up here tired you know. You could slip and fall, who knows, even die."

No, to die on new years was just horrible.

She slipped a hand onto her sister's and held it tightly, she wouldn't let that happen. Never again, was she going to let this hand go.

She leaned forward and gave her sister a peck on the cheek, "Happy new year, Elsa. Let's have a great one, okay?"

I love you.