A/N: Chapter 7! I apologize profusely for the delay in updating. If you're following "A League of Her Own", then you've seen an update there. If you're following my tumblr, then you'll know I have been out of work for over a month now on medical. I've had my gallbladder out so a lot of that time was spent recuperating and on prescription painkillers which makes writing rather difficult… and amusing. As usual, thank you so much to my Beta – QueenXxIceXxCat, another shout out to Fruipit for additional editing and advice, and to JimbabweK88 for yet more editing and advice! Last but not least, thank you to all of my faithful readers, and any new ones I acquire along the way. Reviews, follows, favorites, PMs, etc. are all welcome and appreciated!

Mild warning: Smut

Usual Disclaimer: I don't Own Disney/Pixar – just the plot.

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An Elsanna Fanfiction

Chapter 7: Introspection

"Hey Els, how're you- oh," Tiana entered the office to find Elsa curled up, sobbing quietly, "Elsa… are you alright?"

Elsa quickly sat up, trying to wipe her face of tears and running makeup while Tiana looked on, concern for her co-worker evident on her face. Elsa looked up at Tiana; her attempts to clear her face had done nothing but to smudge her makeup.

"I'm- I'm fine, Tiana, thank you. Tonight's just been a little rough." Elsa tried to brush off Tiana's concern.

Tiana bit her bottom lip as she decided whether or not to push her concern further, and decided to hold off. "Alright Els, but remember, you can talk to me any time, okay?" Tiana received a nod before she turned and exited the office.

'Are you alright' she asked… no I'm not alright. I'm- I guess I don't know what I am… Elsa concluded, mentally exhausted as she curled into a tighter ball before falling asleep, tears still fresh on her face.

"Hey Anna! What's up?" The sound of Olaf's perpetually happy tone of voice made Anna smile.

"Hey Olaf! How are you?" Anna asked, barely containing her excitement.

Olaf laughed at Anna's cheery greeting, "I'm doing well, Anna. So, what's up? why the call?"
Anna flopped onto her back, a big smile plastered onto her face, "Olaf… I did it! I did it!" Anna squealed as she tucked her elbows closer to her chest, shaking her hands near her chin in excitement before hearing Olaf's equally excited congratulations on the other end of the phone.

After a few moments, Anna heard Olaf sigh. "Aww, that means you're breaking up with me, huh?" Olaf chuckled.

"Aww, I'm sorry Olaf, you'll always be my OTP buddy." Anna laughed again; her smile plastered to her face indefinitely.

"Well congratulations. I guess that means it's my turn, huh? Hey! When are you going to tell your par-"

"Hey, I've gotta go, Olaf!" Anna cut him off as she heard her door opening.

"Okay, see you later, Anna!" Olaf said before hanging up. Reluctantly sitting up, clinging to the comforter, Anna called out to her roommate, "Hey Belle! Good morning!"

"Good morning, Anna, how'd breaking up with Olaf go?" Belle chuckled.

"Oh, he was just heartbroken," Anna flopped back down on her bed, throwing her arms out to the side dramatically.

"Hah, I bet. So, what are your plans for the day?" Belle asked, shaking her head.
"I thought I'd go get my books for classes since, you know, they start tomorrow. Wanna come with?" Anna asked as she clambered down from her bed. Turning around, she noticed Belle was holding up a large bag.

"Just came from there, sorry," Belle said as she set the bag of books down with a thud.

"That's okay. I'm going to quickly take a shower. See you later!" Anna said as she grabbed her shower tote, towel, sandals, and a change of clothes before heading out the door.

True to her word, an hour later, Anna was showered, dressed in a turquoise knee-length skirt and white v-neck top, and browsing the campus bookstore for her assigned books. Unfortunately for Anna, it seemed like everyone had the same idea, and she found herself pushing past countless faces trying to collect her purchases. After an hour, Anna finally had all of her books and was waiting in the extremely long line to check out.

"Hey, Red," an airy voice called out. Anna ignored it at first, unaware that the 'Red' in question was her, until a blonde that looked vaguely familiar walked up beside her, arms laden with books.

"Oh, me, Red? Uh, hi…" Anna stammered, trying to remember the girl's name.

"Yes you... it's Aurora by the way," the blonde offered, looking slightly hurt that Anna hadn't remembered her.

"Oh, right. You're Naleen's roommate. Did you- did you need something?" Anna asked, slightly wary.

"Well, no, not really. I just wanted to say hi and… thank you… for standing up for us last night," the blonde said smiling.

"Um… us?" Anna asked, confused.

"Yeah, you know… Merida… Ariel… and me," the blonde said as she moved in close to Anna, "you know, lesbians," she whispered, "it was admirable for you to stand up to Naleen like that," she concluded before moving back from Anna's ear.

"Oh- oh!" Anna exclaimed a little louder than she had intended, flashing a crooked, nervous smile coupled with a nervous laugh, "um, it was no problem… and uh, you can include me in your list of lesbians." Anna leaned in to whisper back to Aurora for the last part, surprised at how easily the admission came.

Twenty minutes later, both Anna and Aurora were walking back to the dorms, their wallets considerably lighter.

"Can you believe one freaking book is two hundred dollars? This is crazy!" Anna sighed, exasperated.

"I know, right? I heard that some professors don't even use the books on their syllabus. They have to put them on it because of contracts though. Ridiculous if you ask me," the blonde agreed, "but hey, it was cool to find out we're sharing a class!"
"Yeah, at least I'll know someone in at least one of my classes." Anna smiled at the thought of not having to be completely alone in class.

"Definitely, but why Chemistry? You said you're a photography major?" Aurora inquired.

"Yep! But I needed an elective and figured I could look into different chemicals and such to develop photos with!" Anna's eyes lit up talking about her future career.

"Oh, that's cool. I'm just taking it as a pre-req. The medical field has a lot of math and science in it," Aurora explained. "Well, I'm going to go take a nap. See you later, Anna."

"Oh, all right." Anna waved to her new friend, "See you later!"

As Anna entered the building and passed the second set of doors, she saw the familiar silhouette and blonde hair disappearing behind the door to the left of her across the hall. "Hey Els"—she was cut off by the door shutting. Undeterred, Anna followed and soon found herself standing outside of Elsa's door. Taking a breath, she raised her hand and knocked. Anna waited for a moment to see if Elsa would come back out, but after a few minutes and no sign of her RA, Anna pouted slightly before turning right and heading to her room to dump her new books.

"Hey Els"—Elsa had heard the familiar voice, chipper in its tone, call out to her. For a moment time had slowed as Elsa desperately wanted to pause, turn around, and approach Anna. The problem was that Elsa didn't know if, after getting close, she would pull the redhead into a kiss or strike her for causing her so much strife in only two days; so Elsa did nothing and let the door slam with a decisive thud. As Elsa collapsed with a thud onto her bed, she heard a quiet series of knocks echo through her otherwise quiet room, causing her gaze to snap to her door.

Just—just go away, Anna… I can't. Don't you see? Elsa thought in an attempt to convince herself more than anything.

Elsa's effort to push the girl from her thoughts only served to focus her thoughts on the girl who had become her romantic obsession. Elsa thought back to the previous night; the care that Anna had shown through trying to comfort her regarding Hans— the creased brow and slight shine of sympathy—no, empathy!—in her eyes.

Elsa smiled, fresh tears running down her face as she gave up and instead allowed the memories of the previous night to flood her senses. Elsa relished in how easy it had been to slip into easy conversation with the redhead. As her memories replayed, she realized that she had been more open with the Freshman in the past few days than she had been with some of the people she considered her friends and band mates. For a moment, it worried Elsa, until she remembered how understanding Anna had been—how the girl listened without judging and would ask questions to understand. Anna, Elsa concluded, was a problem she would have to deal with.

But how?

But why? A voice echoed back.

A brief flashback to the stairwell caused Elsa's pale complexion to flush bright red as she remembered how close she had been to making contact with the redhead's soft, thin lips. Her imagination running now, Elsa imagined what would have happened had there been no interruption, a familiar warmth rushing to her core as she unconsciously lay back on her bed, thoroughly engrossed in the eventful trip her imagination was taking her on.

Elsa thought back and remembered how Anna had looked at the moment right before the fire alarm. She remembered cupping her face in her hands, originally intending to inspect for damage, but ending up inspecting for details to remember. Elsa remembered how Anna's eyes were only half-open as they had drifted closer; she remembered the dimples that appeared whenever she smiled, and how her short breaths had seemed so warm as the air caressed her cheeks. She remembered how Anna's nostrils flared ever so slightly as her breathing had become shallower, like she was afraid that even the act of breathing normally would shatter the moment forever.

Well, she wasn't wrong in that regard, Elsa thought, more depressed about said moment ending than she cared to admit.

It was then that Elsa's memories jumped to more recent events, particularly the one where Anna was leaning over her desk and mentioning something about 'moments'. Elsa wasn't entirely sure she had caught everything the redhead had said because she had been too busy trying and failing to avoid looking at the pleasant view down Anna's shirt. For a brief moment, Elsa imagined what it would have been like to lean forward and to pull Anna in for a kiss. After all, that was what she had wanted, right?—to kiss Anna... to be fair, had she have been back in the office with the beautiful redhead she would have loved to have dragged her over to the desk just to see exactly where that stairwell moment could have gone.

As Elsa's mind wandered, she imagined herself leading Anna around to her side of the desk before pulling her into a passionate embrace, her back supported by leaning up against the desk, the empty space between their bodies rapidly decreasing as their breasts finally met and pressed gently against one another's, separated only by thin layers of fabric. Elsa imagined she could feel Anna's hot breath caress her lips as her breathing became steadily more ragged. Spurred on by the look of pure desire in Anna's eyes, her hands slipped behind her and down into her pants, caressing the smooth skin as the redhead let out a surprised gasp at Elsa's forwardness.

In reality, Elsa, who had fully succumbed to her ever-intriguing fantasy by this point, allowed her hands free reign as one found its way up under her polo and to her breasts, her hand hastily shoving the restricting cups of her bra up to rest under her collarbone. As she did, she released a short, shuddering gasp from her lips as the bra brushed her nipple causing a pleasurable sensation to course through her body before being covered by her hand as she began to massage the soft flesh. Meanwhile, her other hand moved lower, roaming down over her abdomen before finding solace beneath the waistband of her jeans.

Elsa couldn't remember the last time she had been this aroused. As she let herself slip further and further into her arousal, it became difficult to discern imagination from reality. All that mattered to Elsa was that Anna leaned forward, Elsa catching a glimpse of pink tongue as it quickly swept across Anna's thin red lips before they found their way to Elsa's with ease.

Anna moved her hands up Elsa's polo, her fingers slowly dancing across Elsa's warm skin sending little shockwaves throughout Elsa's body with each touch. A shiver went down the blonde's spine as she realized Anna wasn't just content to feel – she wanted to see. Anna's hands had worked their way up Elsa's sides and applied pressure to her sleeves – clearly indicating that she intended to remove the offending garment as soon as possible. Groaning into Anna's mouth, Elsa reluctantly broke the kiss to lean back slightly and raise her arms as Anna pulled the polo over her head, taking her bra with it.

As soon as the garment was removed, Elsa leaned in hungrily, eager to taste Anna's lips again, but Anna placed her hands on Elsa's shoulders, holding her at arm's length. Elsa whimpered slightly, desperate for contact as Anna admired the display of flawless pale skin before her.

Elsa tried to lean in again, whimpering louder this time, breaking Anna's focus on Elsa's breasts and bringing the turquoise eyes back to meet Elsa's icy blues. Throwing Elsa a lopsided grin, Anna dropped her hands to Elsa's hips before pulling her in and resumed kissing the blonde with renewed fervor, Elsa only too happy to be an active participant. Now with free access, Anna's hands slid upward, kneading into Elsa's sides causing Elsa to giggle slightly into her mouth before Anna's hands found their target. Drawing her hands to Elsa's chest, Anna's hands began to roam, intent on memorizing the curvature of Elsa's bosom by touch – reveling in the feeling of how soft and warm the skin was to her touch.

Elsa had gasped, eyes shooting open, not only in her fantasy, but in reality, too, as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, the pink buds significantly more sensitive than usual. Closing her eyes, Elsa nibbled on her bottom lip as she imagined Anna doing interesting things to her body with her mouth.

Anna broke the kiss again, drawing out a frustrated cry from Elsa as the redhead backed up slightly and knelt down, her hands never leaving Elsa's breasts, before planting a light kiss on the porcelain skin just above Elsa's waistline. The sudden change of stimuli caused Elsa to suck in a gasp of air as Anna's lips worked their way across her abdomen, planting airy kisses as they went, hints of saliva and slightly reddened skin left at each point. After a few moments, Anna stopped kissing, causing Elsa to weave her hands into the red mane before her before attempting to pull Anna's lips back to her skin as Anna blew a soft stream of air across Elsa's slightly moistened abdomen, the mix of air and moisture causing a cold but definitely not unwelcome shiver to course through Elsa's frame, causing her core to tense, and her lips to emit a raspy groan as waves of pleasure streamed through her body.

Elsa's body visibly shook as Anna ceased blowing air to return to kissing her way up Elsa's right side, moving her left hand to hold and caress Elsa's back, tracing a finger up and down the blonde's spine as kiss after tiny kiss brought Anna's face closer to Elsa's breast. Finally, Anna looked up into Elsa's eyes which were lustily watching the redhead work. Anna saw the icy blue eyes widen as Elsa realized what Anna was about to do just before the redhead poked her tongue out, just barely making contact with the hardened nipple. However, it was enough to cause Elsa's sharp intake of breath to get caught in her throat, the sensation rocketing through her body as Anna, with barely a pause, kissed the protruding nub before she continued kissing her way up Elsa's chest, slowly rising to her feet as she did so. Anna made sure to spend a few extra moments in the blonde's cleavage before moving upward to find Elsa's rapidly beating pulse before planting rapid kisses up her jugular eliciting short, quick gasps from the blonde before releasing a throaty moan that was cut short when Anna's lips found their way back to Elsa's. This time, however, Elsa quickly felt Anna's tongue pressing against her lips, and gladly opened her mouth wider to receive the appendage, wanting Anna to have the freedom to explore every inch of her mouth.

Anna lifted Elsa onto the desk with surprising strength, their lips never breaking contact from their kiss. Elsa, tired of being passive, wrapped her long, slender legs around Anna's waist, crossing them behind her in an effort to pull the girl even closer to her. Elsa reached up behind Anna's shirt and unclasped her bra with one hand; her other hand traveling up the side of Anna's body eliciting a breathless giggle from the gorgeous redhead before her.

Her breaths were stifled as she broke intimate contact with Anna just long enough to pull her shirt up over her head and off of her body. Now topless, but certainly no less beautiful, Anna blushed slightly as Elsa stared at the redhead before her. "God, you're amazing," she whispered, her lips desperately seeking out Anna's again as Anna slipped the bra straps off of her arms, letting the lacey green material fall to the ground. Elsa reached up behind Anna's neck, pulling her head closer to her own in an effort to deepen the already heady kiss.

Meanwhile, her right hand caressed Anna's left cheek, her thumb dragging along her jaw line before running down, tracing her pulse along her slender neck before dropping to cup a breast—Elsa's memories recalling how it felt during their run-in in the bathroom on their first day. Anna gasped as Elsa continued her meanderings downward as her fingers counted Anna's ribs as they traveled lower, pausing to rest her palm on her lower abdomen as her eyes searched Anna's for permission and need. The half-lidded, breathy exhale was enough for Elsa as her hand progressed, undoing Anna's button and lowering her zipper before crossing the point of no return—her hand disappearing beneath the redhead's panty line, rewarding Elsa with a sharp intake of breath that hitched in her lover's throat as Elsa's fingers immediately found dampness. Anna's eyes shot wide open, a groan emitting from her quivering lips into Elsa's hungry mouth as Elsa's eyes closed to revel in the imagery of Anna's first contact reaction, giving an internal squeal of joy as confirmation of the success of her efforts stood writhing in ecstasy before her.

Not to be outdone, Anna's own hands found their way down to Elsa's pants, her fingers releasing the button, but struggling at the zipper before it finally came undone. She brought one hand quickly back to Elsa's warm, heaving chest—her fingers resuming their memorization of Elsa's breasts as they roamed over the supple pale white skin. Anna's other hand was busy massaging and caressing Elsa's lower abdomen, thighs, anywhere but the exact spot where Elsa had wanted Anna's hand—no needed Anna's hand!—to be at this very moment. Meanwhile, Anna reveled in the small gasps of pleasure that she was rewarded with when she touched a particularly sensitive area on Elsa's lithe frame. Elsa gasped again as Anna's hands roamed her inner thighs, clamping her teeth on her bottom lip, she opened her eyes to look directly into the mischievous turquoise orbs of her Anna before uttering a breathy whisper, "Anna… please…" before her own eyes widened, pupils dilating as Anna acquiesced, giving Elsa the much needed relief she sought after.

As the two squirmed under the ministrations of each other, Elsa could hear Anna's voice calling her name—softly at first, urging her to redouble her efforts as her voice increased in volume until it was too much. Elsa, her core burning with the need of blissful release, let out a guttural moan as every muscle in her body tensed and released in a steady, but intense, rhythm, causing the blonde to shake uncontrollably as she rode the waves of her orgasm, a rhythmic thudding pounding in her head.

Elsa writhed in her bed, tremors still coursing through her body, one hand up her polo and the other down the front of her jeans, momentarily afraid to move her fingers from their position pressed firmly against her sex. As Elsa came down from her high, a mix of guilt, embarrassment, horror, excitement, and wonder filled her as she realized what she had just done. Quickly extracting her hands from her jeans and polo, she wiped them on the sheets as another set of pounding cut through her post-orgasmic haze, followed by a voice that was decidedly not Anna's calling her name.

"Elsa? Elsa it's school maintenance. Are you all right?" asked the male voice from the other side of her door.

"Elsa's hurt? What's going on? You have a key right? Open the door! She could be hurt!" Elsa froze momentarily as she recognized a voice that was definitely Anna, and this Anna was not calling her name and urging her onward.

Eyes darting around her room, Elsa quickly grabbed her shower bag, adjusting her bra and polo as she rushed to her door, ducking her head as she opened it.

"Hi, sorry, I'm fine. I just… stubbed my toe—" Elsa began.

"That's all right dear. I'm here to finish up your bathroom, is that okay?" asked the man who Elsa had still not acknowledged.

"Sure, no problem. I'm on my way to take a shower anyway so you've got time," Elsa explained, trying to casually push past the man and Anna without making eye contact, absolutely sure her normally pale features could have passed for the perfect example of red on the color wheel.

However, out of the corner of her eye, Elsa saw Anna's features fall slightly before brightening back up as she made a small bounce on the balls of her feet. "Elsa, I was just heading to the café and was going to invite you for lunch if you wanted?" Elsa's heart broke at the eager and hopeful look on Anna's face. Hating herself more with every passing millisecond for what she was going to say next.

"No, thank you, Anna. I—I have things I need to do… sorry," she added before quickly rushing past the two and hurrying to the bathroom. Elsa wished she had moved faster. She wished she had not glanced up. Most of all, Elsa wished she had not been the cause of the utter sadness and disappointment that was plastered all over Anna's face when she did it.

Elsa made it to the bathroom without crossing anyone else's paths and quickly secured a shower stall before shedding her clothes and practically diving under the showerhead, cranking the water on cold. Standing beneath the running water, Elsa leaned her forehead against the wall as she began to visibly shake, and not from the cold water running down her back.

You're falling for her.

No. No, I'm not.

The stains on your sheets would beg to differ.

Shut up, shut up, shutup! I can't fall for her.

Why not? It would be so easy. She's right there, waiting.

I can't. Besides, she deserves better.

She wants you. Doesn't that matter? Doesn't it matter what she wants?

Of course it matters!

I take it back. You're not falling. You've fallen.

You're a terrible person.

I'm you.

Exactly.

Elsa was sure, now. She knew that what she felt for Anna wasn't just a weird friendship or some dream that would pass. Elsa had a crush, and that crush, was on a bubbly redhead girl named Anna. She knew it, wanted not only for Anna to be happy, but to be the source of that happiness – and she had shunned her; pushed her away like so many other desires in an effort to live a life that would please everyone but herself.

At that point, Elsa broke down, tears running freely down her face as she lifted it to the showerhead, rubbing her face furiously to wipe off the makeup that had run from the night before, but mostly… mostly in an attempt to remove the image of Anna's rejected expression that had been burned into the back of her eyelids.

A/N: Okay, so first attempt at smut. Be gentle in your reviews please lol. Again, big thanks to Fruipit and Jimbabwe88 for advice and editing help in that area in particular!