Chapter 7: The nightclub.

That day Elsa had asked Anna to take her to a museum, since she wanted to know more things about the human civilization and stuff before she died, and the redhead agreed reluctantly (she really wasn't a museum person). So Anna took her to Arendelle's Museum of Anthropology and History, the largest one in the country that wasn't at the capital. However, Anna had insisted that during the night they went to a club and, even if Elsa was hesitant at first, Anna had managed to convince her.

They got out of the car and walked towards the renowned museum, a white building that had been constructed about two hundred years before and that obviously tried to imitate the roman style of architecture. It was nice enough and had a little park in front of it, with multiple people walking their dogs, some other doing Tai Chi, a few jogging… and a couple kissing on one of the benches. Anna didn't notice, or didn't care, and continued walking, but Elsa stayed glued on the spot, staring at them and wondering why were they doing such an odd activity. It took Anna a few seconds to register that Elsa wasn't walking with her anymore, and when she did she turned around and asked:

"Elsa? Why did you stop?" Then she turn to see what the girl was so obviously staring at.

"Anna… what are they doing?" The blonde asked, and Anna blushed as she searched for words to explain this to the clone.

"They… uhm… they are…" She swallowed and looked to anywhere but Elsa before finally answering. "Making out." When she risked a glance at the blonde and looked her face of confusion, however, she clarified. "Kissing."

"Oh." Elsa nodded in understanding. "So that's how it is." Kristoff had once explained her that couples usually kissed to demonstrate the love they felt for each other, but he had refused to describe the act, just as he had refused to describe sex.

"Yeah." Anna said awkwardly. "Now, let's go to the museum." The redhead took Elsa's hand and quickly dragged her to the entrance, even as the blonde kept stealing glances at the two kissing people.

Once they'd paid for their entrance passes, the two girls made their way to the interior of the building, a wide-open space with high ceilings and several gigantic columns. Anna had been there once before, on her mother's insistence, but that had been ages ago, so she really didn't remember anything, however that may have been a good thing, since right now she was almost as impressed as Elsa.

They hired a guide and visited the dozens of rooms filled with objects, paintings and sculptures that had been made centuries or even millennia ago. To see the whole museum, they needed at least five hours, and Elsa had to admit the redhead had been rather patient and endured it all with a stoic face, probably not really paying attention to anything and just lost in her own thoughts. The clone, on the other hand, had tried to pay attention and learn everything she could… but her mind kept drifting to the kiss she had seen.

Now she knew that what she had tried to do that day at the amusement park was to kiss Anna, and she knew that the reason she had attempted to do something like that was because she loved the girl… like in a romantic way, and that's why Anna's rejection had hurt so much. She knew all of that now; it was as if she had found a vital piece of the puzzle that was her life. Everything suddenly made sense, but she didn't know what to do with that knowledge. Of course she could try to win Anna's heart in the few days that she still had to live, but that would be useless if she died afterwards… or maybe not, because if she actually won Anna's heart, then the redhead surely wouldn't want her to die and maybe they could escape together or something. And if she didn't win her heart… well, she didn't see the point of living if she didn't, so…

Finally she decided, after pondering about it for a while, that she would try with all her might to make Anna love her. After all, she had nothing to lose, right? She had to start that day. Anna's heart would be hers, but she'd have to work hard for it.

"So…" Anna started as they got out of the museum. "Which was your favorite part?" The redhead was obviously trying hard to sound enthusiastic about it, but she was doing a poor job hiding just how tired she really was.

"I don't know…" Elsa trailed off, since most of the time she had been staring at the girl who was at her side rather than seeing the museum. She decided to be honest; after all, this may be good if she was trying to woo her. "Being with you." She finally answered with a sweet smile and a light blush on her cheeks. At this, Anna's face reddened like a tomato as she looked to the ground and nervously pulled a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh, um… I-I…" She stuttered, obviously surprised at Elsa's statement, as well as nervous, before she was able to regain some composure and talk, still not looking at the clone. "Uh… I meant… from the museum."

"Nothing in particular." The blonde admitted. "Though it was nice learning something new."

"So… you liked it?" Anna asked, a little unsure, given the lack of enthusiasm with which Elsa had answered.

"I liked it." She smiled. "But I didn't love it, you know?" When Anna's face fell at this, however, the clone decided to rectify her answer. "It was still better than the amusement park though." She gave Anna a little smirk that the redhead soon mirrored.

"Maybe history is just not your thing." Anna shrugged.

"Maybe." Elsa agreed and they both continued walking in silence for a while, until Elsa noticed the car wasn't parked in front of the museum and they were walking towards a different direction than where the hotel was. "Uh… where are we going?"

"I told you that we'd be going to a club later, right?" Anna answered with a mischievous grin.

"Well, yeah, but… I thought that'd be at night." Elsa clarified, because really she had no intention of going anywhere at the moment; she was really tired.

"Yes, but we can't just go wearing these clothes, can we? We have to buy some dresses. And besides, I thought we could use a little visit to a nearby spa first before we also go to a beauty salon to get our hair done."

"Isn't that a little too much for a club?" She asked unsure, because while she obviously had never been in a club, she figured people normally didn't go through so much trouble just to go to one.

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun!" Anna answered as she took her hand and excitedly brought her to the subway entrance.

First they were shopping and, after buying two dresses (nothing extravagant, just casual dresses), one dark blue and the other the color of wine, as well as a pair of heeled blue shoes for Elsa (Anna had insisted), they finally went to the spa. It was a large building, ultra-modern and with crystal doors, and both women found that it smelled amazing. A young woman at the counter gave them a brochure containing the information of all the services they offered, which was very useful because of course Elsa didn't have any idea of what people do in a spa.

It was a funny thing, because at the end they both decided to take the chocolatherapy, which proved to be a bad idea since the two girls were dying to just lick the substance off of each other's faces… but they managed to control themselves. Almost. Elsa did lick Anna's cheek when the woman who was attending them went to fetch something. The blonde couldn't see Anna's blush behind all that chocolate, but she could very well imagine it when the redhead's eyes widened as she stuttered, searching for something to say, but was obviously at a loss of words. It had been hilarious, really… until Anna sought vengeance and also licked Elsa's face. A war had been about to start for a moment, until someone from the spa's staff had told them that the chocolate was not for eating and that they should not disrupt the other clients.

Resigned, both girls had remained quiet the rest of the time they were there, even if from time to time they shot playful glances at each other.

Then they went to the beauty parlor, where they cut and painted their nails, Elsa's blue with swirling patterns and Anna's a pinkish purple that gradually transformed into black. They looked pretty good, Elsa had to admit that much, even if she hadn't liked the smell of the substance they had used at all.

The most problematic thing, however, was getting their hair done; in Anna's case because as soon as she got it out of her pigtails, it became such a tangled mess that the stylist had major problems putting it into a descent bun (he had first tried to let it loose, but at the end he had to comb it). In Elsa's case however, it was because she didn't like it when her hair got tangled with the brush and the tug hurt her scalp. However, after several minutes of both the stylist and Anna trying to convince her, she resigned herself and let him do whatever he wanted with her hair. The result was that Anna had a very complicated and pretty bun that really suited her very well, and Elsa had her hair loose in wavy curves that, Anna said, looked very desirable on her.

Then they had their makeup done and, though it looked very professional at the end, Elsa couldn't help thinking she wished Anna had done her makeup instead, since that way their faces would've been very close and she could've tried to kiss her again…even if she didn't know if kissing her by surprise was the best way to go.

After that they went to the hotel and changed into their dresses (Elsa really enjoyed the view when Anna asked her to help her with the zipper) and then headed to the club. It wasn't that big of a club, but it was a very nice one, though a little too crowded for Elsa's taste, and the music was a little loud too… okay, maybe too loud, to the point she just wanted to escape and run as far away as she could. She was pretty sure the next day she'd be deaf. However, she endured it for Anna.

They went to the bar, avoiding bumping into drunk or dancing people, and instantly Anna ordered two shots of tequila before Elsa could say a thing.

"But Anna… alcohol is bad for your health." The blonde objected, practically shouting so the other girl could hear her.

"I know." The redhead answered, also shouting. "But a little bit once in a while can't do much damage, right?"

"Anna, I don't…" Before Elsa could finish what she wanted to say, the bartender came and gave Anna their drinks, and the redhead practically tossed one of the cups to Elsa, who barely managed to hold it without dropping it's contents.

"Come on, don't be a baby." The redhead teased before holding up her cup, as if to make a toast. "For a fun night." She grinned and drank the liquid in one single gulp, then looking expectantly at Elsa, as if expecting her to do the same now.

The clone eyed at the liquid for a moment, thinking it looked innocent enough, surely this little amount wouldn't be too bad for her, right? She slowly leaned in to smell it, and it smelled… funny, not good, not bad; just a little odd. Carefully, she sipped it and coughed at the burning sensation it produced in her throat, instantly leaving the cup at the counter and swallowing to get rid of the awful sensation.

"Are you okay?" Anna asked concerned, softly touching her shoulder.

"It burns." Elsa choked out.

"Oh." The redhead blinked as if realizing something. "Maybe we should've started with something softer." At this, she called to the waiter and asked for another tequila shot for her and a beer for Elsa. The blonde eyed at the bottle suspiciously before daring taking a sip from it, almost instantly spiting it because of how awful that thing tasted.

"That thing is horrible." Elsa said making faces and unsuccessfully trying to get rid of the taste. "Too bitter." The redhead couldn't help laughing at this, even if the clone glared at her for it.

"Sorry." She said between laughter. "Your face was too funny not to laugh." Then she tried to calm down a little and, after a few seconds, she managed to do it. "You know? Now that I think about it, I probably made the same face when I tasted beer for the first time."

"And you still made me taste it?!" Elsa asked incredulously.

"Hey, I'm sorry, it's just… it's softer than tequila and, besides, Elvira never minded the taste, so I just assumed…"

"Well, I'm not Elvira, and I certainly don't like beer, or any other alcoholic beverage." Elsa cut her off and frowning at her, slightly upset.

"Okay, okay." Anna said in a placating tone. "I know, I just… I don't know, I thought it was genetic or something." She shrugged. "Maybe you'd like something sweeter?"

"I don't kn…" Before Elsa could deny another drink, Anna was already ordering two to the bartender, who soon gave them two cups filled with a transparent blue liquid that actually looked better than the previous two beverages. Plus, it had a little umbrella in it, so…

"It's a sweet beverage; it has a fruity taste." Anna explained. "It's too soft though, that's why I almost never drink it, but it may be perfect for you."

Elsa raised an eyebrow at her, not truly trusting the redhead after the two previous disastrous drinks, but she guessed she may as well give it a try, so she approached the cup to her lips and slowly drank it, her eyes opening wide at just how good it tasted, compared to the other. She quickly discovered that it didn't cause a burning sensation in her throat, just a warm feeling on the inside, like when it's too cold at night and you put on a blanket. Before she knew it, she had emptied the cup.

"Whoa! Take it easy." Anna warned. "You've never had alcohol before, which means you could get drunk pretty quickly."

"But… it's delicious!" Elsa grinned. "I want another."

"Uh… maybe later." The redhead answered, taking Elsa's cup from her hands and placing it in the table. "How about we dance a little?"

"But… I don't know how to dance." Elsa protested, eyeing at all the other people, who were doing strange movements with their bodies at the beat of the music.

"Oh, come on! Me neither!" Anna admitted. "Just move, and follow the music." And before Elsa could even open her mouth she was dragged by an overly enthusiastic redhead to the dance floor, where suddenly all seemed a confusing maze of bodies, bright lights, and intoxicating alcohol smell. Elsa didn't move immediately, trying to make sense of what was going on, until the redhead took her by her waist and left hand and started moving with her.

Even though Elsa wasn't drunk, she tripped several times before regaining her equilibrium, due to the high heels she was wearing, which she wasn't used to at all. But surprisingly enough, after just a few minutes she got used to them and started actually trying to dance, following Anna's movements. At first, all was a matter of following the rhythm, constantly looking at her feet to make sure she didn't trample on Anna, but then, once she had somewhat gotten used to the sensation, she started contemplating Anna instead, and gosh she looked beautiful! That dress really hugged her curves nicely, and through Elsa noticed her own were even more accentuated, she found herself thinking she liked Anna's a lot more. And her neckline! It was deep, and her breasts looked so deliciously tempting that they were like magnets to Elsa's eyes (and the eyes of other people too, to the clone's dismay).

The blonde decided, however, that it probably wasn't polite to stare at her friend like a piece of meat, and so after a few moments blatantly ogling her, she forced herself to look up to her face. Even in the faint light of the club, she could tell that Anna's cheeks were a little red, though she couldn't tell if it was from the makeup or if it was a natural blush; nevertheless, it looked adorable on her. Her lips also drew her attention soon enough; they were curved up in a little smile and covered in pink lip gloss that made them shine even in the relative darkness of the club, and they looked so soft and delicate, she just wanted to kiss them, to taste them… but no, she couldn't just do that without the redhead's consent, so instead she turned her gaze to her eyes. And her eyes, surrounded by her long eyelashes and highlighted by the pink eye shadow and eyeliner, were like two bright stars that didn't fail to get Elsa completely hypnotized; she couldn't tear her gaze from those beautiful teal orbs that were looking at her with an expression that could be adoration or simple playfulness, she wasn't really sure, but she hoped it was the former.

After a while, however, Anna decided to end the blissful moment by asking Elsa if they could get to drink something, since she was thirsty from the exercise. The blonde let go of her amazing body and said goodbye to their intimate position reluctantly, instead following the redhead to the bar and getting another soft beverage, this time green and green apple-favored, before tasting a red one that apparently tasted like cinnamon. Her favorite, however, was still the blue one.

Soon after she had sat down, however, she noticed that many people, men and women, were staring at her and Anna predatorily, and it wasn't long before a few came and asked them to dance. At first both the redhead and herself declined politely every offer, but after a few more tequila shots, some whisky and a beer, Anna was practically ripping everyone's throat out if they even dared to look at Elsa the wrong way, a behavior that actually worried the blonde.

Then, when the redhead had drank some more alcohol, they returned to the dance floor, where, with clumsy movements, she danced with her, pulling her closer and whispering meaningless sentences to her ear with slurred words. But as much as Elsa enjoyed the closeness they had in that moment, she was also getting tired of having to support practically all of Anna's weight, and so, decided they should get out of there for a while to freshen up.

Carrying Anna outside wasn't easy, especially since she was constantly protesting and resisting, but she soon managed and they sat on the sidewalk, Elsa trying to clear her head and Anna attempting to say something understandable. The later was the first to achieve her commitment.

"Elsa?" She asked, though the blonde was barely able to recognize her name said in a drunken voice. "Why did you bring me out here? If you wanted to get me alone we should've gone to the car." She raised her eyebrows at her in a suggestive way that only served to confuse Elsa.

"Uh… no, I actually…" The clone tried to explain why she had dragged her out of the club, but Anna didn't let her continue.

"Look, Elsa, I know you like me lot; I've seen the way you look at me." At this, Elsa blushed hard, making Anna smirk. "No worries, truth to be told, I like you too. I mean, have you seen your hips?!" She said, pointing to the object of her lust. "Or those full and round breasts of yours, they look sooooooo soft." She smiled goofily before boldly reaching out with her hand and grabbing one of the plump mounds, squeezing it slightly and making Elsa's brain instantly shut down in pleasure. The blonde, however, knew in the back of her mind that Anna was drunk, which, as Kristoff had once explained, meant she wasn't entirely conscious of her surroundings, meaning that she could regret what she was doing when she sobered up, and Elsa really didn't want that. She didn't want to get her hopes up only to face a rejection later, so she stopped her (not without hesitating first).

"Anna wait." She said, taking her hand. "You're drunk, I think it's best if we return to the hotel now."

"Oh, wanna get me in your bed already?" She answered, leaning in and almost kissing her on the lips. "Well, I won't complain." She added, eyes half-lidded and dark with lust, before attempting to close the distance between them, only to be stopped once again by the blonde.

"Anna, I'm serious." She said more sternly, even if she was fighting hard against herself to let out those words. "I don't want you to regret this in the morning."

"I won't." Anna pouted. "Kiss me." The redhead attempted to kiss her once again, only to be stopped by Elsa one more time, even if this time she came so close their lips actually touched for a second.

"Anna please." The blonde pleaded, since she knew she wouldn't be able to refuse her again. "I do want to kiss you, okay? Just… not while you're drunk."

"Really? Is that what it is, or did someone else already catch your eye?" Anna asked, obviously upset, and finally distancing herself from the clone.

"Uh… what?"

"Maybe that tall and all muscular guy who was looking at you all the time?" The redhead continued, not noticing Elsa's confused expression. "Or that hot D- cup brunette?"

"No, I…"

"Forget it." Anna cut her, already getting up on wobbly legs. "I don't care." That said, the redhead disappeared inside of the club, leaving Elsa outside trying to make sense of what had just happened.

When Elsa decided to go back into the club, not even fifteen minutes after Anna, she couldn't find the redhead anywhere. She would have worried that she'd gotten out and left without her, except that she had been at the exit the whole time and she hadn't seen her, not even once. With nothing else to do, and not wanting to dance or chat with anyone, the blonde decided to wait for Anna at the bar, drinking more soft beverages and hoping she'd show up eventually.

About an hour later and about to fall asleep, Elsa finally spotted Anna walking towards her, emerging from the mass of people. The clone was obviously happy and relieved at first, but then she felt her blood boil at the sight of her loved one's arm firmly clutching some girl's waist.

"Elsa!" Anna called with a drunken smile. "Look this is… what was your name again?" She addressed the girl, but before she could answer, she continued. "Well, it doesn't matter. The point is, she does want to sleep with me, and I want to sleep with her too, so I'm going to her place. I already called the driver, so you should find him when you head out. See you." The redhead attempted to walk away, probably towards the exit, but was soon stopped by Elsa's hand clasping hers.

"Anna wait." Elsa pleaded. "You can't just go with some stranger and…"

"What do you know?! Nothing!" Anna angrily remarked. "You're just jealous, but you know what? You should be! She's better than you; she knows a one-night-stand once in a while doesn't hurt anyone, she isn't all 'alcohol is bad for you', she knows how to have fun and she definitely won't die in a few days and leave me devastated!"

"I don't want to die!" Elsa answered exasperated, Anna's hurtful words getting the best of her. "And if you loved me you wouldn't want that either!" When Anna didn't say anything and just stayed there staring at her with furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips, the blonde couldn't stand it anymore and actually snapped. "And if you really think all of that… then you don't deserve me." She finished before exiting the club and running away as tears fell down her eyes.

She ran and ran, not caring where she went and almost getting ran over by several cars. She wasn't just running from Anna, she was trying to run from the hurtful words and the possibility they were true, but most of all, she was trying to run away from the pain of her heart, only to realize it was impossible; It was far too real, and too intense, even worse than the pain she felt when Anna had rejected her at the amusement park. A part of her told her than the redhead probably hadn't meant that, that it was just the alcohol talking, but the thing is that Anna had also said that she liked her and wanted the kiss her while she was drunk, so one of those things had to be true and the other a lie… she just didn't know which, and part of her wished to never know, in case she didn't like the answer.

And so Elsa ran until her legs gave in and she collapsed from exhaustion in a park's bench, and sat there waiting for the morning to come, wondering if it'd bring her the answers she needed, or maybe even a new start.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review if you did :D. I also would like to see which are your predictions for the next few chapters.

Thanks to my beta reader moonwatcher13 :)