Hello there readers!

Well, a few of you might know me already...

I'm sorry that it isn't something new for "I'm not a kid anymore", but don't worry,

I didn't drop it, I still plan to finish that story.

Anyway, this is the first part of my now newest story to 'Rise of the Guardians' !

I have waited a long time to watch this movie and was recently finally able to.

( it took a while to appear in Germany -_- )

And damn, I love this movie, I can only recommend to watch it!

Like I had feared I couldn't help but start to ship Bunny x Jack, so, yeah...

Got this idea for a fic, wrote it, here is it- at least the first part.

So, won't stop you any longer...Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians, otherwise Bunny and Jack would have kissed at the end in front of a cheesy sunset xD

Warning: Well, aside from this being SLASH ( MxM)...it's no AU, Bunny is still a bunny, mature stuff, violence, sexual content yadda yadda...

It was a beautiful day down in the warren. The sun shone through in golden brightness through the end of the magic tunnels leading to places which had sunshine, making the green, peaceful place glow softly. A gentle breeze blew through, softly twirling Bunnymund's gray fur, making him sigh in content while he sat on a hill. His green eyes swept over the both rocky and grassy landscape, seeing everything, from his trusty warrior eggs silently resting in the folds of the hills to the tiny eggs. "Let's see how my little eggs are doing", he said to himself content and hopped down to control the future, to be painted Easter eggs. After all he was the Easter bunny and had to make sure his eggs grew well into proper ones, that they were protected and no danger there to break their shell.

They were 'born' from nothing else then the ground, from the earth, where the grass grew specially green and soft, plopping out where the big mother eggs lay underneath. It wasn't that easy, you couldn't just pluck them out like ordinary plants, no, you had to coax them out by tending them with soft spoken words, the right amount of sunshine and the magic water of the spring in the warren. This water was really special, filled to the brim with life, fertility and magic, pulsing with pure, well, hope- it was probably the only water which you could drink and then say it tasted like hope, like real, true hope, lighting up your heart. You had to drink it to properly understand. The rabbit wandered down the curvy ways down the hills into the more flat parts of his home, passing blooming flowers and bigger trees.

It felt so great to be at home, doing his work, the work which laid in his blood and was part of him. After the great battle with Pitch they had all needed the usual routine back, relaxing them and helping them to calm down after all the gruesome things they had experienced. And blimey, did it feel good! For him, there was nothing more better and beautiful than to take care of all the Easter preparations, just like it was for North his Christmas work, giving good dreams for Sandy, collecting teeth for Thoothiana and for Jack...His mind stumbled over the thought name, involuntarily wondering what the white haired guardian was up to. He still wasn't really used to the thought that he was the new guardian. It had surprised him how quickly he had grown accustomed to his presence, even with his annoying behavior and generally being a impulsive brat with powers bigger than it was sometimes safe for him- or others who got targeted by him as a result.

It had felt weird, that despite all their bickering they had still managed to fight side by side so naturally, almost to the point that it kind of crept him out. /Ugh, why am I even thinking about that brat? I don't really care what he is doing right now, as long as he leaves me alone.../ That was only halfway true. Although Bunnymund was more of a loner and didn't really like to socialize much with others he had found himself to be quite enjoying the company of the other guardians. It had been so long since they had last met that he had almost forgotten how it good it could feel to talk with North, chat a little with Thoothiana and enjoy Sandy's quiet calmness. But with Jack...it was a simple disaster. The teenager was everything but calm, he was wild, uncontrollable, mischievous and all in all a laughing, over active pain in the ass.

But worse, although he always told himself to not get so quickly pulled into the younger male's games and challenges he could never resist. He couldn't really explain, but somehow he never felt as alive as at the moments he fought with Jack. Him, the Easter bunny, fighting with an still immature young freshly baked guardian, the same who had so childishly ruined his Easter on 68' and even enjoying it ! Every time they met the winter spirit somehow managed to get under the rabbit's fur, obviously loving it to press him into playing with him or pester the hell out of him until he snapped and really got pissed off. But lately...there was something with being in his presence that made Bunnymund feel somehow uneasy, something which had definitely not been like that before. Somehow he couldn't just stand it anymore, it felt strangely uncomfortable, a feeling reeling between pleasure and torture.

He couldn't stand being close to him and yet he wanted to come closer at the same moment. He found himself following Jack's movements like he was mesmerized, seeing things he hadn't noticed before, details which continued to haunt his mind for ages after seeing them and thinking over them like an enigma. It was a feeling he hadn't had for ages, centuries, a familiar feeling burning under his skin, pulsing with a mind of it's own. It had hit him like a blind person suddenly seeing when he realized what this aching, this tightening, the racing of his heart in his chest meant. And the moment he realized it he immediately freaked out, locking it away inside his mind, hoping it would disappear after a few days of avoiding the cause of his problem. He didn't want to see all these things, these feelings, didn't want them, didn't need them. And yet, no matter how much he struggled he was unable to resist them, these feelings made of his own affection which had slowly grown without him knowing.

They had already taken their root inside him, growing and spreading, and before he had noticed it it was already too late. And it practically ripped him apart from the inside, this both sweet and sharp yearning and the desire to be close- and yet knowing he could never be. It hurt to suppress it, his mind fought against itself, wanting and despair burning inside, but he couldn't let it out. He hated this, feeling so helpless and utterly struck, and it drove him mad. But what choice did he have? All he could do was to keep himself under control, to act like nothing changed, to suppress these frail yet strong feelings until he was able to forget it eventually, to keep a distance from him. And that was why he really needed the peace, to calm down and relax a little after all this trouble, to get his mind clear and just work, work, work and work. He didn't want to think about this feelings, this painful, thumping yearning inside him which almost drove him up against the wall. He really just wanted to have his peace, down here in his familiar warren and be alone.

Looking around he let his eyes wander once more, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. "It really is peaceful", he murmured and closed his eyes to feel the warmth, twitching surprised when something tiny and cold fell onto his nose, having melted and disappeared in the next moment. "Huh?", he looked around, now on alert, eyes narrowed before they widened slightly. Wait, cold? That was the only warning he got, because in the next moment something really cold and hard flew against his head, effectively making him stumble and nearly fall. "What the-", bright, familiar laughter rang in the warm air, making his ears twitch in annoyance while inwardly he cursed, his heart skipped a beat and his skin tingled pleasantly- unpleasantly, growling he spun into it's source direction and yelled: "FROSTBITE!"

Why, why was HE here now?! From all people which could have visited him it had to be the one he wanted to see the least! Another snowball flew at him, hitting his side and making him hiss: "Come out you little snotty bugger and I'll teach you some manners!" "Sure, kangaroo, that is, if you can catch me", Jack's voice sing sang from not far away, followed by another snowball which hit the rabbit on his chest, making his patience rip. "Okay, that's it you ice midget!" He quickly dodged the next snowball and darted into the direction of the throw, racing after the winter spirit who waited just till he was close enough, before jumping to another tree with laughter, quickly disappearing out of sight. But Bunnymund wasn't a pookah for nothing.

He was fast, faster then anything else on earth ( he had to- try to escape from a bunch of an Easter-mad bunch of children without getting your tail ripped off was not as easy as it sounded. How they could be so fast was a mystery to him, though he secretly blamed it on the sugar high and extreme hyper activity). So he pushed forward, fueled on by his incredible strong legs, following the sound of laughter, ignoring the voice in the back of his mind which told him it was probably wiser to not go. He was way too annoyed by now, because even with all these emotional stuff the younger guardian still annoyed the hell out of him. The white haired teenager was fast, too, close, but never close enough for Bunnymund to catch him. He may not be faster than the rabbit, but he was very agile, using tiny turns and slips to escape the furious' Easter bunny's grab and jump onto the next tree, throwing him a mocking smile, clearly challenging before escaping to the world over them through one of the tunnels.

They raced under the bright moon, illuminating their chase while they ran through the snow covered land, Jack always a bit ahead of the Easter guardian. "Is that all you got, kangaraoo?", he mocked, swinging to another branch before the rabbit could grab him and continued to jump forward. "So it was just a little lie when you said it is better to never race a rabbit?" The winter spirit, crouching on a higher branch, grinned down at him while the rabbit stared up at him, twitching inwardly when that familiar feeling came up again. The moon light shone around Jack's head, making his white hair glow softly while his blue eyes twinkled with mischief, his mouth twitched before blooming into that familiar smile the older male had grown so accustomed to. For a few seconds he was unable to think of anything else, lost in the sight in front of him while his chest tightened painfully. "Hey, wake up sleepyhead! Didn't you want to teach me a good lesson? Or got your feet frozen to the ground?" Jack asked, face upside down and right in front of Bunnymund who jerked back, caught off guard for a second before he regained his composure and lunged forward, missing his hair just by an inch.

" 'Course I will, just wait till I have you!", Bunnymund threatened, inwardly panicking. Did he see anything? Had he noticed anything in his face? In his eyes? Had anything given away his cover, his strange feelings? A snowball flew past his ear, followed by a laugh, and he sighed quietly, shaking himself he followed him quickly. But even while chasing him he couldn't stop this strange feeling constricting his chest, pressing on the back of his head with force. His eyes followed Jack while chasing him and god, he was so beautiful. The way he ran ahead of him, practically dancing across the ground, his bare feet making almost no sound while he almost flowed over everything. The way his lithe body moved, so weightless and smoothly and so fast. The way his face practically lit up every time he smiled. His blue eyes, as blue as the arctic sky, frosty- but, strangely, at the same time, as blue as the sky on a warm Easter Sunday, so full of life.

His white hair, pure white, without a speck of other colors, glowing softly in the moon light, his whole appearance made him feel like he was chasing a ghost sometimes. Still, he couldn't let himself get distracted, he couldn't allow himself to let anything slip through. He had to play along – apart from that the brat really needed some punishment. Bunnymund raced after him, determined to teach the little nag a lessons, suppressing the strange feeling, and grabbed some egg bombs before he slowed, pretending to be out of breath. "Ooh, what's that? Already giving up kangaroo?", Jack called, chuckling, lowering himself on the branch of a tree just out of the rabbit's reach- or at least he thought so. "Far from frostbite", Bunnymund grinned, just having waited for the younger guardian to come close enough. In the next second Jack, having balanced on the branch, stumbled backwards with a shrill yell, face full of blue and violet, falling into the snow underneath the tree with wildly flailing limbs, just what the bunny had wanted.

With a mighty jump he catapulted himself at Jack, landing on top of the young spirit who wheezed in surprise, immediately trying to shake him off. Both guardians rolled around on the snow covered ground, trying to gain the upper hand until Jack managed to twist away and get on his feet, glaring at the smirking rabbit who could barely suppress his chuckling. "You'll regret this!", he warned, swinging his staff threateningly- though he couldn't hide his grin- before he formed another snowball in his hand, throwing it into the chuckling rabbit's face who immediately stopped laughing while cursing, sending back another egg bomb. It hit Jack's shoulder in a burst of green and red, making him stumble before he counter attacked fast, snow mixing with colors, a wild fight with eggs and snowballs which went on for quite a good while.

"Wheee, that was fun!", Jack exclaimed and let himself plop down onto the now very colorful ground, grinning at the annoyed rabbit who sat on the ground not far away from him, glaring back before he snorted: "Yeah, sure, frostbite. Do you really have nothing else to do then to annoy the hell out of me? Aren't there any places waiting for snow? I need to prepare the eggs for Easter!" "Calm down mate, it's only January so far! You still got loads of time, so don't get a knot in your panties". "In my- okay, it really seems like you got NO idea how much I have to do for Easter! And even if you had, you probably still would have ruined Easter like in 68' !", the rabbit ranted, feeling his eye twitch. There he was at it again, driving him mad without the slightest effort, a dangerously explosive mix with his narrowly suppressed feelings. The bunny gritted his teeth and stood up, shaking some of the snow of his fur which was also slightly more colorful than usually. It was better if he left the teenager quickly- he didn't know if he could stand being any longer in his presence. "Ah, man, you are such a kill joy", the snow spirit sighed and went up as well, pouting at him while crossing his arms behind his head.

The guardian of hope immediately turned his eyes away, sucking in a breath to control himself, grumbling: "Well, whatever, snow flake, now go and play alone or freeze someone up, I don't care. I still got stuff to do, besides from first cleaning up my fur thanks to your silly game of chase! Not to mention I'm starting to feel col-" His words were interrupted by an excited call from Jack, and before he knew a cool hand grabbed his left arm and yanked him into the other direction. "What the hell?! What do you want frostbite? I already told you I still got things to do!", he growled, wanting nothing more then to flee back into his safe warren and jerked his hand free. The winter spirit rolled his blue eyes before he grinned and pointed out excited:" Look there!" "What? I don't see anything special!" "There!"

The rabbit narrowed his eyes and stared, finally noticing what Jack was pointing at, wondering at the same moment how he could not see something that obvious- well, maybe not that obvious. A few meters away something shone and glowed darkly in the moon light, white steam rising up and around from it. A hot spring. Staring at it for a moment he turned around, his eyes widening when he saw Jack pulling on his hoodie. "Wait, what are you doing?!" The teenager rolled his eyes again and looked at Bunnymund like he was stupid: "Stripping of course! I wanna take a bath in that spring, and I don't want my clothes to get dripping wet." He carefully laid his staff onto the ground, close to the spring before proceeding to take off his hoodie, which made the rabbit immediately turn around, his heart throbbing rather erratically while he swallowed and heat crawled into his cheeks.

This idiotic brat, simply stripping in front of him- "God, don't be such a prude, kangaraoo!", Jack snorted and pulled his pants off, Bunnymund could tell it by the rustling behind him while he frantically tried to not imagine how the other one looked like without them, followed by splashing and a content sigh."You can look now, I'm in the water", the winter spirit mocked, purposely splashing some water at the rabbit who twitched and hissed: "Leave me alone, brat! You can go and have your fun there alone, I need to work-" "Pussy. Who'd thought the Easter kangaraoo is afraid of a little water?" The rabbit twitched, gritting his teeth he spun around, glaring at Jack who grinned at him from the spring, blue eyes twinkling challengingly, almost distracting the older male before he shook himself, forcing himself to look away before he started staring at him more closely: "Just to let you know, I'm NOT afraid of a little water, I just need the time for better things to do instead of fooling around-" he turned around, fully intended on opening up a hole home to his warren, but just when he lifted his left foot he heard a sizzling sound and the earth underneath him froze as smooth as glass.

"What the- bloody hell!" His feet started slipping, stumbling backwards he tried to gain his balance back without use before he fell with a yell, right into the steaming spring. The temperature was the total opposite to the freezing cold outside , shocking him for a moment while he struggled to swim. His eyes shut tight, he flailed around wildly before his instinct kicked in and he pushed himself up, breaking through the water surface with a gasp and sucking in the air greedily before he turned around to the laughing behind his back. "You stupid, brainless little brat, what was that for?! I could have drowned!", he spit furiously, carefully trying to get a hold of the edge, slightly afraid of getting under water again- not that he'd ever admit that. "Come on, don't be so mean! I just wanted you to take a nice, relaxing bath as well, that's all. The water's not that deep, so don't worry. And since you didn't want to I had to 'convince' you to", Jack grinned, leaning back while watching the rabbit amused, who glared at him: "I told you, I still have work to do! I don't have time for a stupid bath an-"

"Weren't you the one who said you needed to clean your fur? Plus, it was kind of obvious that you were starting to freeze a little. I'm only doing you a favor", the winter spirit countered. Bunnymund, who had already opened his mouth to lash out again closed it, growling because he knew the other guardian was right. "Oh, fine! I'll stay a while! But only a while!" Giving up the bunny slowly leaned back carefully, making sure he stayed away as far as possible from Jack, wanting to avoid any body contact at all costs. Grumbling under his breath he breathed in slowly and rubbed a wet paw over his face, wondering why in the Easter's name he always ended up in situations like that. Though he didn't like to admit it Jack was right, it did feel good. The hot water had first felt shockingly hot, but after a few minutes he slowly got used to it and started to relax, the warmth was like balm for him, muscles unwinding which he hadn't even noticed were strained. Breathing out slowly he let his head sink back a little, sighing softly while his eyes closed half way, feeling how several knots in his body popped open, unwinding slowly and leaving his body pleasantly slack and relaxed.

Damn, he had almost forgotten how good it could feel to relax once in a while, though a hot spring wouldn't have been his first choice for that. It felt great. Screw that, it felt fucking great. He had chased the white haired around the whole time before they had stopped, and even with his fur he could still freeze, but now he felt wonderful hot and relaxed. He wasn't used to stay out that long in the cold like Jack, but heck, he was a winter spirit, so no big surprise. Which abruptly reminded him of who exactly was sitting across from him. Oh blimey. His eyes, halfway closed, snapped open again while he tensed up slightly before forcing him to relax again. It worked, his body relaxed again without causing too much waves in the calm water- except his stupid heart, because now it was thumping rather erratic again in his chest. He shouldn't, no, he shouldn't, no, he shouldn't- unable to resist any longer he turned his head, his green eyes flickering over to Jack who had been unnaturally quiet, eying him carefully. The winter spirit had leaned his head back, looking totally relaxed and calm with his closed eyes, for once not whirling around and being active like Bunnymund was so used to.

The rabbit's eyes slowly wandered over his face, almost hesitant to fully look at him, once, twice, trice, he tried to look away but couldn't, so he took in all the little details. Jack's white hair shone softly in the moonlight, the tips of it slightly curled against his cheeks and neck due the wetness, his eyelashes formed a delicate arch, an ink black in contrast to his hair. His eyebrows were softly arched, relaxed, his lips closed and forming a soft smile, mirroring his calmness. Green eyes continued to wander, fascinated by the way his pale skin looked like. He had secretly watched him so often that he, if he had been asked to paint Jack, would immediately whip up a palette of his colors without even thinking about it. Only winter colors, that icy yet warm winter/spring blue for his eyes, a darker, royal blue for his hoodie, beige, umbra of all kinds for his pants and staff, snow white, silver, gray, black for his hair, pale pink, creamy white for his skin...Jack's skin was normally pale, a creamy color, with a tinge, only a tinge of the palest pink, almost- almost translucent- that pink some of his favorite flowers had when they started to bloom in his warren. And blue, a light, light blue, so gently that it was almost invisible on his skin, that blue you could see in the snow's shadow if you squinted your eyes just enough, like a breathy lover's kiss.

The normal paleness was still there, but now there was a delicate redness laying over it from the hot water. It emphasized it's paleness rather than hiding it, just like a scarf of silk and just made him even more beautiful, glowing milky soft in the moonlight. Breathing in his eyes followed a water drop which shimmered on his arched neck, silvery, rolling down his smooth chest, right over one of his nipples which were only a hint darker than his skin. He then stared at the neck, so white and untouched, the slender form of his chest, his lean arms, remembering what powers in this thin and slender body resided, the thought sent a shudder down his spine. Jack must have felt his look lingering because in the next moment he saw into brilliant blue eyes, looking at him open and a bit mischievous before the winter spirit cocked his head and asked half curious, half mockingly: "What 's the matter, kangaroo? Is the water too hot for you?" The guardian of hope growled, replying sourly: "I'm not a kangaroo frostbite! And shouldn't the water be too hot rather for you then for me?"

"Well...", the immortal teenager rolled his neck, stretching his arms with obvious pleasure, then he turned around until his back faced Bunnymund, forming a tempting arch, pulling himself halfway out of the water to prop himself up. "One could think that I'd avoid heat or warmth at all costs, but why? I'm a winter spirit, and it's true that I feel the most comfortable in the cold, my element, but that doesn't mean I don't- can't enjoy some nice, hot water for a good while or simple warmth. I'm not a snow flake, it's not like I'll melt as soon as it gets warmer!", he laughed, looking over his shoulder at the older guardian with a grin. The rabbit was quiet, surprised, thinking about this new information which distracted him a bit from looking at Jack's wet and milky, exposed back glowing in the moonlight. He wasn't able to ponder about it for long, though, because in the next moment the teenager called, demanding his attention: "Hey bunny, come over here!" "What, why should I?" "Oh, just come over here, I won't do anything mean to you", the white haired rolled his eyes, grinning when the rabbit threw him a glare and carefully came over to his side, holding a certain distance to make sure he wasn't too close.

"So, what do you want snow flake?", he grumbled, silently cursing his heart wouldn't thump like that. Jack simply reached out with one slender, wet arm and pointed at the dark sky. "Look", he slowly said in a soft tone, blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight, "Isn't this beautiful?" Bunnymund followed his arm and looked up, eyes widening slightly at the sight above him. He had been so absorbed into his problem, work and that stuff that he hadn't thought once about looking up while relaxing in the hot spring, but now...Over them the dark sky was there, littered with thousand of stars in graceful curves and strange constellations, but nevertheless fascinating to look at, their silver shining even brighter on the velvet black and blue of the night sky, the moon it's center and glowing like the lamp on a dark lake. Beautiful. Both males looked at the stars, silent for a while, then Bunnymund opened his mouth, murmuring slowly: "Yes. Beautiful...", before he looked at Jack who just looked back in the same moment, their eyes meeting, interlacing while he stared into that brilliant blue. For a moment he thought he saw something inside them, something like a pale shadow, gray, darkening them for the split of a second before Jack abruptly broke their eye contact, looking up again quickly, both males looked back at the starry sky arching over them. "Beautiful...".

So, how did you like it?

I'm not entirely satisfied with it, but well...

I see it as some kind of sample ( just like I already did once),

to test the waters, you know?

If you think it's horrible I won't continue, if not, then I'll try to write more.

Just tell me what you think about it and so on...

Your author Kamo-chan

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