Pandora's Box 2
RotG Songfic If I Die Young
JackxBunny
So many reviews! Yes three reviews are a lot for me...is that sad or what? ;P But anyway! For the guest reviewer who accused me of writing paedophilia, look at SilverSamurai26's review. It sums up my own opinion pretty nicely. Even if you don't have an account, please at least put a unique name in your review so I can let you know what I think without having other guests think I am addressing them when I (hopefully) have more reviews. Now, if you can't see or won't look at reviews and assume that this story is paedophilia, I will reiterate what SilverSamurai26 said: Jack was 18 in canon when him and Bunny met, and 318+ in my story. He is of age. Deal with it. I clearly told everyone in my summary that Bunny was in love with a boy and if you were searching for this pairing, then STOP COMPLAINING and DEAL WITH IT! SilverSamurai26 and write that wrong, thank you so much for your reviews! They really inspired me to write another chapter (or more, if I get more reviews!). And, just to clarify, the reason I chose Centuries was because of Jack's wish to be seen by everybody and remembered by Bunny. Now on with my story! (Mood swing much?)
I don't own Rise of the Guardians or Centuries by Fall Out Boy! Wish I did, but I don't.
With Jack and Bunny
Jack clung to Bunny ('Aster' his traitorous mind whispered)'s warm shoulders, feeling the broad hands cling to his slender waist in return. Jack inhaled deeply, breathing in the comforting and oh-so-familiar scent of asters, paint, and warm sunshine. ('His opposite now,' the dark corners of his mind whispered 'why would he want one who is made of cold and dark and death?')
Aster felt cold water touch his neck were Jack's head was buried, hair as white as the snow he brought tickling his chin. He remembered how Jack had been planning to let it grow out, to show his commitment to Aster ("Let my hair show my devotion to you," Jack smiled gently as he whispered in Aster's ear. "For I will never cut it, unless the day comes that we part." "Never," Aster vows. "I will stay by your side forever.") If only he had kept that vow, Aster thought, with guilt rising up like lava seeping through the cracks in a long dormant volcano.
Aster arrived at the Warren, where the 'sun' still shone softly, casting a golden light, highlighting Jack's hair. He felt his bare feet touch the soft grass, and he automatically started to walk to the one place in his Warren that wasn't dedicated to Easter, Pookas long since fallen, medicine or food. The grass here was always green and soft, and the plants always bloomed, apple blossoms, aster, white chrysanthemums, delphinium, daisies, freesia, forget-me-nots, ginger, gladiolus, hyacinths, irises, ivy, jasmine, larkspur, lilac, day lilies, orchids, pansies, ranunculus, Star of Bethlehem, sunflowers, and red and yellow tulips. Their sweet smell permeated the air, calming and yet somehow not overwhelming. A small beechwood bench, with carvings of all of the flowers sat under the apple tree, near a small pond that was fed by crystal clear spring. The bench was worn in some places by a larger body, with less wear by a smaller body close to the larger imprint. The bench was obviously carved with love, by the same hands that now clenched at Aster's shoulders. Aster went to put Jack on the bench, but when he felt the desperate strength of the slim hands on his shoulders increasing, he merely turned and sat down in his own spot. He kept his right hand on Jack's waist to support him while his left hand with the crystalline blue ring on it rubbed the back of the young man leaning on him as if his world was collapsing around him. Aster frowned when he felt all of Jack's vertebrae and ribs. He knew that if not reminded Jack would forget to eat while sketching, reading, working or even just thinking. A voice startled him out of his reverie.
"Why" came the wavering, teary voice. "Why didn't you find me?"
Aster sucked in a deep breath. He never could handle a crying Jack. The tears always broke his heart, every tear he was unable to prevent, that he should have stopped. He was supposed to protect his smaller soul mate. And instead, he had been the cause of his pain.
Aster slowly started speaking. "Well, I believe that you remember how I couldn't make our date that January? I was summoned by North and Tooth because they believed that I needed to 'find someone'. Needless to say, I got out of there as soon as I could. I came to meet you at the pond, I knew you had wanted to take Emma there. I found her there on the bank, screaming at the pond. Then I saw the ice." He took at deep breathe, trying to hold back the tears. Jack seemed to start to understand, and so lifted his head and hand, caressing Aster's cheek comfortingly, and rested his forehead against Aster's as well, a position he knew would cause his fiancé to only see, smell, and feel him. Aster smiled at Jack, hope for forgiveness blooming in his chest. "I saw your skates by the edge, along with your staff near the broken ice. I dived in and I...I saw your body. I had to surface for air, and when I went back down I couldn't find you again. I ran. I had lost everyone else, and now, I couldn't even protect you. I secluded myself for the next hundred years, only coming out of the Warren for Easter, so I never heard of the new spirit around. I didn't want to see Tooth or North, I partially blamed them for your death. I knew rationally that if I had told them, then this wouldn't have happened, but I needed to blame someone other than myself. And the only reason I started coming out again was because Pitch was causing trouble again. When I saw you, I...I couldn't believe it. I told myself I was hallucinating, that it couldn't be real. And when I realized you were, and that Manny made you, I became furious with him, believing him to be trying to 'replace' you. That was why I never tried to find you...because I never knew that you were alive."
Jack stayed silent, his long pale fingers like moonlight brushing gently over Aster's cheek thoughtfully.
"When I woke up," he started, "Manny tried to tell me to forget everything. I remember he tried, and I pretended at first that he did. But, I couldn't stay away from you, couldn't pretend to forget you. And the other winter spirits mocked me for it." He smiled suddenly, wistfully. "Winter spirits aren't supposed to love. We are supposed to be cold and death. But, when Manny made me into this, he made me the so called 'king' of winter. The others have to listen to me. So I forbade them from starting another ice age, or killing needlessly. The yuki-onnas are particularly angry with me over that. Then.." He shuddered. "Then the advances started."
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
"What?" Growled Aster. "They tried to seduce you?"
Jack looked at him steadily. "Yes. And I was not happy about it. That's how the mocking started. Meanwhile, I tried to get into the Warren, but it was on lockdown and I couldn't get in. So I stayed at the pond, hoping you would come there, or Emma would. But after I drowned, the lake became forbidden to everyone, even in the heat of summer. I slept until 1968, when a yuki-onna tried to kill me in my sleep. She tried to kill off Burgess too..."
Mummified my teenage dreams
No, it's nothing wrong with me
The kids are all wrong
The stories are off
Heavy metal broke my heart
Come on, come on and let me in
The bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints
And this is for tonight
I thought that you would feel
I never meant for you to fix yourself
Aster pulled back and looked at him in horror. "1968? No..."
Jack smiled fondly and sweetly at him. "Don't worry Aster. I never blamed you."
But that only made him feel worse. How could he, jaded and hot-tempered, ever compare to Jack, kind and patient and forgiving and...
A light smack to the back of his head brought him out of his guilty thoughts. Jack was giving him his signature Look of Utter And Complete Doom© (patent held by Jack Frost Overland since 1713).
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
"Aster," Jack started sweetly. Aster gulped. That tone was never good. "We're you not listening to me? Did you not UNDERSTAND what I was SAYING?"
Aster panicked. "No I was listen-that is to say-I never would ignore-"
A light chiming laugh interrupted his rant. Jack's head was thrown back in mirth, his eyes closed and his nose all scrunched up. Aster thought there had never been a more beautiful sight.
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there is a light
My shadow's over you 'cause I am the opposite of amnesia
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
Jack calmed down and smiled up at Aster.
"Can we just stay here for a while?"
"Of course my own. As long as you want."
With that, the light in the Warren dimmed and Jack curled up on top of Aster, his breath already evening out. Aster stayed up for a little while, just watching. His keen eyes picked out every detail that he thought he would never see again. Slowly, against his will, Aster's eyes fell shut. He lay there, sleeping peacefully for the first time in centuries, with his soul mate dozing with him, surrounded by the flowers of Aster's promise from so many years ago.
We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
We'll go down in history (hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries