"Elsa… look at me." A single glance.

"You made her love you this quickly. What about me? When have you ever loved me?" Tears fell, expression empty.

"I have always loved you." A single hug. "I always wanted what's best for you."

"Bullshit. You always talk bullshit."

"Elsa -"

"Don't tell me you love me when you have always isolated yourself from me. A single child. A girl who wished for her own father to acknowledge her, but all he has ever done was make her. Feel. Wrong." A direct finger pointed to his chest.

"No, I was wrong. Please don't shut me out."

"Even with all the times you shut me out?" A single sob to break their hearts, and a broken voice made her tremble. "I have lived all my life, knowing nothing about you, and you, me. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT I'M GAY! Who are you?"

A tight hug. A single push, and spewed curses, but it was no use to get away. "I am your father. I will always be your father. Please… give me another chance to love you better."

"Don't you manipulate me again - don't you… do that. Father…"

The weeping and longing for Elsa had to be forgotten for a moment when Anna got up onto the stage when her name was called with the degree she had earned - but those ocean eyes couldn't be forgotten at all.

The crowd below her had hundreds of blue decorated caps staring back at her… but the only blue object that caught Anna's eyes - that attracted the smile on Anna's face - was staring back at her with such beauty and charm. She had Elsa's roses in her arm, and another taking the diploma. As she got down from the stage, the roars of clapping and 'woos' streamed into Anna's ears. Her heart pounded with each step she took towards her family.

The family that looked at her with love and pride - and then, there was Meg, standing beside her father at the outer part of her side of the seatings. Clapping. Grinning. And was that a tear she saw?

But Anna didn't falter as she stood just a few meters away from them, holding her roses and her diploma tightly to her chest. She wanted to weep - badly, if she wanted to - but her happiness overwhelmed her so much that it was almost too shocking to cry.

There was Elsa with Olaf who was sitting next to her. Anna hadn't even noticed the man come in, but she was sure he was just busy finding a parking space so that was why he was late.

Elsa, though, was glorious, and it just seemed… unimaginable to find her standing up with the crowd, clapping for Anna, grinning with such love and ecstasy, as well. But Elsa did just that. She was her Queen - and if she could, Anna would be the one clapping for her instead.

This painfully reminded her of the days - or rather, nights - that Anna danced in front of her, their eyes meeting at every opportunity… she had seen the stars that danced in her blueness and the hunger that danced in the air, and Anna had inhaled it like drugs. The first night Elsa had left her a stack of cash, after sitting and observing every single move of her body, and every little shadow that mimicked her. The night… when Elsa first smiled, nothing was more clear than how her lips kissed her with words in a way that lured Anna into her charm.

But those nights weren't this day where her smile was the one thing that lured Anna to slide herself into Elsa's safe arms. Not Meg's. Not her father's. Anna only had her eyes for her sister now.

There wasn't anything she needed more than to find her sister in front of her. No matter what they were… they were here in person. Together, at last.

However, they say that the eyes don't lie, and it really never does.

So when she found herself surrounded by her friends and family after the ceremony, she switched her gaze to see Elsa talking to - who Anna thought was the woman Elsa despised - Meg. She squinted, thinking she could concentrate on what they were talking about. Why they were smiling and laughing like that. Something was completely odd.

"Anna, congratulations on graduating!" Olaf spoke with a chortle.

The redhead was still completely distracted but she accepted the hug from Olaf. "Uh, thanks…"

"You must feel quite happy now, yes?"

"Yeah…"

"Hm?" The man stared in the direction that she was looking at. "Oh, Miss Arendelle?"

"What?"

"Oh, well…" He seemed a bit confused. So was Anna. "You were staring at her for quite some time now, what were you thinking about?"

Does he know? Anna let out a sigh and continued to gaze at those two, amused, for once. "Uh, surprisingly, she's getting along with my professor."

"Should she not?"

"You didn't know?"

"About what, if I may ask?" Olaf tilted his head. Ah, of course, he wouldn't know. How could a PA know anything - which… wasn't true, considering Olaf had been her best friend. But Anna wasn't going to pretend Elsa would ever say anything sensitive anyway.

Well, if it mattered now, nothing else was going to matter.

"She and… Meg, the woman she's talking to. My professor. Elsa hated her. Uh, more like, didn't really agree with her." Such soft-spoken words, yet… Anna tried her best to make it sound pleasurable. In her head, nothing really sounded like much pleasure just looking at those two. She was glad though… they were talking freely. No arguments. No "she-belongs-to-me" kind of thing going on. She embraced it.

"Ah. So that's the professor she has always been talking about?"

"Yeah…"

Olaf nodded, equally impressed too, his hands slipping into his pant pockets. "Well, let me tell you this, Anna. Elsa talks quite a lot about you, and her. You with her. She gets jealous easily, but I don't think she wants me to see or say that."

She raised her eyebrows. "She talks about me? We broke up though."

"Does breaking up mean she isn't allowed to talk about you?" He chuckled, placing a hand on her shoulder. "No, she… was heartbroken for the past few months. But in her heart, she knows your professor would take good care of you. That is why she is in this mood." And finally, hazel eyes were on her. "She was never happy when she talked about her to me at first… Perhaps, she came to terms with everything."

"I see." Curiously enough, she noticed the two women glancing at her for a bit, and then turn back to talking… like they didn't care that Anna was looking at them. As infuriating as it was, it was curious. "Do you - do you think she, you know -"

"Hm?"

This is ridiculous. It's not possible. She cleared her throat, a blush definitely not shying away from her freckled cheeks. "Do you think Elsa… is attracted to her?"

That got Olaf to burst into laughter, tears almost visibly seeped through the corner of his eyes. "Anna, if there is one thing I notice about her all these years, is that she never dates women who are taller or the same height as her. Not from what I've seen anyway - so don't fret, okay?"

"Yeah." She shook her head. She realized what was in her mind, yet she still had to ask anyway. "Yeah, that was weird question to ask, sorry."

"No worries." He sighed. "But the good news is… she found her sister. Did you know that?"

Oh. That took a turn.

But Anna remembered that nobody else knew about their relationship other than Meg and Hans. She clenched her jaw, and instead, she faked a smile and gasp. "Oh really? Wow, that… that's unexpected."

"I know, I thought so too. I didn't think she'd find her so quickly. Well, she has been looking for over fifteen years now - I shouldn't say that, right?" Perhaps, he shouldn't say anything else at all. Anna found this quite funny though, but she knew she had to conceal her laughter with a sneaky grin.

"Have you seen her yet?"

He scratched his head. "Actually, I haven't. I don't think I have ever asked what she looks like, but I don't doubt she looks just as beautiful as her."

Anna doubted that quite a lot, and out came a small chuckle. "Well, I'm sure she's happy now."

"Hopefully."

She turned to him with an arched eyebrow. "Hopefully?"

He hummed and rocked the heels of his feet back and forth. "Mm… she seems to have a difficult time finding happiness, despite finding her… but there are always things to distract her. For instance, me."

"And?"

There was a slight nervousness in his chuckle. "Er, other girls."

Her face completely fell, almost having to drop the roses and diploma she was holding. Until Olaf had the audacity to laugh. For fucking real?

Anna groaned and placed a hand on her heart. "Jesus Christ, you don't just joke like that!"

"Oh, I know. I thought I could get you startled for a bit. It's too serious of a conversation for today."

"Seriously…" Anna huffed.

"Are you two talking about me?"

Anna's heart nearly gave out, and she gasped out in shock. She hadn't even noticed her beautiful, gorgeous, indescribable sister coming towards them. What other words could describe her? Anna's face was completely flushed red from her beauty… but she didn't dare to really, really observe her features. So she stayed staring at her smile, completely dumbfounded. Their eyes quietly met.

"Uh…"

"Or is this man being mean to you?" Elsa raised a playful eyebrow to her assistant, who chuckled nervously.

"I guess this is my cue to leave. I'll go back to the building now."

"A-Already?" Anna questioned.

"I doubt Miss Arendelle would love for me to stay here for long." Olaf patted Anna's shoulder and brought her to a tight hug, "again, congratulations."

"Y-Yeah…"

This was deja vu all over again. The silence between them was… comforting. There was no sense of longing - though, Anna really knew how both of them really felt for each other. Where is Meg anyway? Or my parents?

"It's been quite a long time."

Anna blinked at the soft voice in front of her. She didn't get to see where they were.

But for once, she was glad that she didn't have to be distracted by others. Anna only wanted to focus on her, and only on her… so she let her expression soften, her body relax… but her mind swirled at the millions of things she wanted to say to her. Things she couldn't even say in the first place.

Her eyes fell to Elsa's pale hands clasped together in front of her. And then… to her bare thigh exposed from the slit. Her cheeks flushed brightly. "I… y-yeah, it has."

Elsa tilted her head, letting strands of platinum blonde hair cover her eyes. "Six months, to be exact."

Anna looked up. "Six months." Why can't I talk? She cleared her throat to restart. "Um… how - how have things been?"

Elsa chuckled, and seemingly, just as Anna looked at her, her eyes fell to her feet - shyly, Anna might've even thought. "Six months ago… I'm not quite sure if he told you."

"Told me what?"

"I made up with Father."

"Oh. You did?"

"We… still have a lot of things to work on." She shrugged her shoulders. "I sound just like you, Anna."

Anna couldn't help but be proud of her. Elsa was her older sister, yet… some things a little sister had to be proud of too. They weren't that far apart in age, so it was fitting that they were… close. She wanted to hug her, kiss her… but all these things, Anna couldn't do anymore.

"Wow, I…" Anna shook her head in disbelief. "After so long, you - you finally made up. I'm so happy for you." This is a little awkward.

Elsa nodded, obviously proud and infinitely glad for herself too. Oh, the colors on her cheeks really made her look so precious. Her blue eyes shined before her again. "Well, what about you?"

Ah, how should she say this? For the past six months, she had been fucking her professor, her mother knew she was a prostitute, and she was able to get closer to her father while Elsa was always gone. At least, whenever she was around. What else could surprise them both - even more than the news of them being sisters?

Anna chewed on her lip nervously, and her eyebrows furrowed. "I spent my days happy, I can tell you that."

She raised her eyebrows, a finger running down Anna's hair. "Did you now?"

The graduate sniffled a little and nodded. "Yep."

"Well… I'm glad I get to be one of the people to witness that."

"So am I." She paused, tapping a finger on her diploma. She had much to say. Her throat was just blocked by a lump. "And I…" I missed you. I wanted you. I wanted you by my side… I wanted so much more… "I'll be honest, I distracted myself a lot. But I felt better," she tried to smile, but the only thing she had done was show all her sorrows to Elsa… and the woman could even see that. "I did so many things with Papa… I went to my classes, and well, I… I'm here now. With everyone."

And like the older sister that she was, Elsa nodded. Acknowledged her. That was exactly what Anna wanted right? It didn't feel like a miracle for some reason.

"That's a good thing, isn't it?" Elsa seemed more relaxed and more comfortable than ever.

"Yeah." Silence. They hadn't talked for so long, Anna really forgot… how it was like to speak to Elsa. They were always open to each other - way more than any other people - and sometimes, talking to each other would often lead to other things. Now, without that, Anna wasn't sure what else was left between them other than being sisters. "Um, anyway, thanks for the roses. You really didn't have to."

"If Father was going to give you something, I should too. I picked them out for you personally this morning. I couldn't come empty-handed."

"Did you?" She was impressed. Elsa would even carefully make something beautiful for Anna. "Wow, thank you."

"It's only proper, Anna."

"By the way, what did he want to give me, did you know? I don't see him anywhere…"

"I told your parents and Father to leave early. They wanted us to spend time together so they'll be having dinner at home. Don't worry, I have your gift."

Oh? "R-Right now? What is it?"

"You'll have to see later."

"Later?" Anna was even more impressed. These… weren't things a sister would do right? Though, then again, Anna wouldn't know as she had been the only child all her life. Almost all her life, actually.

"Tonight… I was hoping I could take you out to dinner." Oh. She looked around, finally… she was supposed to have dinner with Meg. "I spoke with Meg about it, if that's who you are looking for."

Anna shook her head in confusion. "You… uh, you seem quite close to her now. Any reason why?"

For a moment that Elsa was quiet, and her eyes hid through her long eyelids, blueness seeping through every little strand… and her lips pursed at those words. Breathing out softly, she shifted a loose strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her three piercings on the shell of her right ear - which, Anna never really noticed because she'd never worn them to keep herself professional. Anna enjoyed it really - found it quite alluring.

"I wanted to make amends with Meg. When I talked, I knew you two were doing your own thing -"

"Elsa -"

"- which, does not concern me anymore." The stoic face Anna had very much longed for, was revealed. But in her eyes… wasn't hurt, that Anna saw. It was shame. But for who? Easily, Anna would be ashamed too. "I knew you suffered and she was… she shaped you, put you back together slowly when I wasn't there for you. I'm grateful for her. She has done things for you that I would never have thought of, or would like to do."

Anna nodded. She knew that. All of it. But to hear Elsa say this was beyond Anna. She's changed… a lot more than I expected.

A huff of breath indicated relief, and Anna finally felt her heart lift a little. "Well…" She was supposed to be happy about this, which she was… but a little piece of Anna wanted Elsa to be back to this woman of authority, control, and sophistication. She wanted to feel her tight arms protecting her again. But now, times were different. "I'm glad you two are kinda friendsss…?" Anna shrugged.

"We're working on that." And it was a good thing. "So how about it? Shall I take you to dinner?"

Ah. Her azure eyes fell to the pale hand that was offered to her. It was just a hand… yet, the longing to feel her hand against her own was overwhelming. It's been too long since she has reached for me…

She was hesitant because if she took that hand… and when they'd release, Elsa would be gone. Again, just like last time. Again… when Elsa had said sorry because of their relationship. But Anna wasn't going to take that chance.

Her hand was smooth, soothing… and cold, just how Anna remembered it when she laid her fingertips on her palm. And the fingers that wrapped around her hand was so comforting, she wished Elsa would never let go.

Looking up, those ocean eyes were filled with pure, lasting joy, and nothing but that. Her eyebrows raised in amusement, but Anna already knew what she was thinking. Anna quickly grasped her hand back.

She licked her lips, shyly, chuckling. This is our normal now, I guess.



"What is it?"

And holding hands, just like sisters would do, they walked out of the ceremony.

"I didn't think I'd be so happy to see you."

"Oh?"

Should I say it? "I just…" She squeezed the woman's hand, and the blonde responded with a small caress of her thumb on the back of Anna's hand. God, never had Anna felt her cheeks become so flushed. She could easily give pleasure and receive pleasure without hesitation, and yet, this was making her shy? What the hell have you done to me? "I missed you. A lot."

"I did too."

Elsa's car was right in front of them - which… wasn't her usual BMW, unfortunately. Anna raised an eyebrow, observing a red Bentley convertible, shiny new even.

"Uh… your car."

"Don't you mean, yours?"

Oh.

Elsa dangled the key in front of her, almost to hypnotize the girl. Anna was already too much in shock to even believe this was remotely even true. Papa got me… this? Anna scoffed in disbelief, her mouth completely agape. She didn't even notice Elsa had already turned on the engine and a small beep indicated that it was running.

"Do you like it?"

Like it? What kind of question is that? Even Anna couldn't take her gaze off the gorgeous car. "W-What… Did papa get me a car? A Bent - I-I don't even drive! I don't even have my license!"

The older woman laughed and opened the passenger door for her. That sucked a little, considering she'd have to let go of Anna's hand. But she still stood there, completely dumbfounded… her mind completely struck by its beauty. Two beauties actually.

"Don't worry about your license, I will teach you how to drive." Elsa really just couldn't stop laughing.

"I-I… H-How am I -" The words on the tip of her tongue died.

"Now if you are done gawking at the car, you might want to get in."

Anna gulped, shaking her head from her trance. It was nearly evening too so… yes, dinner should be close now. She could feel her own stomach growling with hunger.

Slowly, she got in the car, a hand grasping on the hem of her own dress. If she could, Anna would've kissed the woman thank you for opening the door. Something as simple as that gave Anna such pleasure. And seeing her with eyes watching her go in… just reminded her of certain things that Elsa would do to her with that look.

She didn't care for the interiors much - which, she would've found very attractive if it wasn't for Elsa who sat on driver's seat. Blue eyes shifted to her, nodding to the door. "Seatbelt."

Ah. Her heart nearly shriveled - she yearned for Elsa to put the seatbelt on her just like when they were together. Even the smallest things that Anna remembered… were special. She attached the seat belt around her front, wandering eyes falling to Elsa.

Her heart was pounding louder. "How am I supposed to thank you? T-Thank Papa? I can't accept this -"

"Don't be so humble, Anna. We're family." The warmest smile on Elsa and the tilt of her head made Anna feel even more nervous. She shouldn't be, but… it was just how it was. She had never accepted a gift like this - let alone, be so casual like this. "You've graduated, you are more than deserving of this."

She wondered if that was true. But that was just her big sister talking.

It'd grown quite dark now that Elsa had driven them out of the college campus and down the streets. Somehow, the excitement that Anna had before waned, and what was left between them was contentment. The radio was playing the latest hit song, with the engine whispering in the background. The city was still warm where the wind had become Anna's only refresher as they zoomed down the highway.

From afar, the city had lit up with plentiful entertainments, and the air was filled with love and pleasure. The warmth that embraced her body and soul left Anna yearning more for the beauty of the city, even if it could have gotten ugly all these months.

But that was okay when Anna was with the one person she loved.

She turned to see Elsa silently driving with one hand, another relaxed on the door, and the tips of her fingers were caressing the wind. Her hair was gently blowing over her shoulders. How could she still be this beautiful after all this time? Anna gulped, and she yearned badly… to lean over, have her lips breathing against her exposed neck and slender shoulder. She pictured how it'd look it, how it'd feel, but it was all she could do.

This… was all Anna could think of - loving Elsa and having familiar arms hold her once again.

Briefly, their eyes met before they both turned away. She admitted… she really couldn't find a word to say to Elsa, knowing that the last time they had talked to each other… ended with both of them in tears. She bit her lip in a sense of nervousness, unable to find herself interacting with the only person she knew she was supposed to be closest to.

"Anna."

She jerked. "Y-Yes?"

"What would you like to eat for dinner? I was thinking Italian or Norwegian..."

"Ah…" Anna thought for a moment. "Um… honestly, you're always taking me out for dinner so, can we just stay in for once?"

"Stay in?" Elsa blinked, curious. "Well, let's see… I didn't plan this at all - I don't have many ingredients at home."

Ah, that was disappointing. But she had a better idea. "Oh, actually, we can order takeout!"

"Takeout?" Her expression was beginning to twist.

"What, have you not done it before?" Anna raised an eyebrow in question.

"No, I… I just didn't expect it." A deep breath. Anna found a little offense to that. "Let's see, I'm guessing, you want Chinese?"

Yes! Anna's eyes quickly glimmered, and inwardly, she had pumped her fist in excitement. "Oh, so you dooo order takeout… huh, didn't expect that from the Queen."

"Queen?" Elsa chuckled, shaking her head.

"Yeah, a queen. You wear fancy clothes, you're rich - kind of. Well, not kind of, you are - and you have a personal right hand with you. I like it. You're a Queen."

She smirked, fingers running through her luscious hair. "We can order take out."

"Lots of it. And spicy too."

"I know your taste, Anna. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried at all!" Anna relaxed and sat back on her seat. She bit her bottom lip in hesitation. "And… actually, if you don't mind, I want to stay over."

Should she really be saying this? And from the looks of it, and the lack of sound… she knew it was a bad idea. What made her think just because Elsa was here for her for a day, Anna was allowed to stay over? And to do what?

Anna didn't know herself. She noticed the woman's knuckles glow white as her fingers tightened on the steering wheel. Even without an answer, Elsa's cold expression showed it all. She glanced away - unable to bear her older sister's rejection shown on her face. "Six months ago…" Her fingers entwined with each other. "... I thought I had lost you, but you came back today. I thought -"

"I reflected on myself, Anna. I reflected on us. I don't want to ruin this, and I know you don't want to as well."

Anna didn't think that. She wanted much more than what she was speaking of but in her heart… she knew it was just not going to happen. She nodded, and the disappointment had grown into acceptance. She smiled. "I know. I just want to spend time with you, that's all."

The woman mirrored her soft glow on her cheeks. "I do too. Alright, for tonight, I'll let you stay and use the guest room."

"Yeah, well, where else am I going to sleep?" Anna laughed, heartily.

"There are some other places if you ever feel so inclined - on the floor, on the couch -"

"What about -"

"Not in my bed, of course." The roll of Anna's eyes prompted the happiest, most carefree chortle she had heard from Elsa all her life. The little wag of her finger almost amused Anna, as well.

"I was going to say tub."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a bathroom tub."

"Then here's an idea for you."

"An idea that I don't have even half a heart to consider, dear sister."

Anna couldn't stop the grin on her face, her hand running through her hair. Ah, how calming was this to have such an easy-going conversation with her sister? A few months ago, they hated each other and on themselves, unable to control themselves from screaming at each other and telling each other their own faults. Now? Well… Anna only wished this could continue forever.

That evening really was just an evening of ordering a bunch of Chinese takeout - undoubtedly, both of them wouldn't be able to finish - and watching the latest shows on Netflix. Ah, this was certainly one of the most comfortable evenings Anna could ever have - just splayed on the couch with a borrowed white shirt and sweatpants from Elsa. Especially, when the scent of her fragrance at her place was lingering, Anna felt at home.

Really, Anna missed this. Having Elsa by her side, eating alongside her… talking about whatever that was going on in their lives was really something Anna wished for.

And right now, Anna was comfortably eating her own food - the table covered in nothing but white boxes of Chinese food - with Elsa in the kitchen, making them a nice hot lemon honey tea. What more did Anna need, really, than to have them silently doing their own thing in one apartment without any disagreement or sobbing going on? This felt like home.

But she wished for something more. Was she selfish?

"God, what is this, who thought it was a good idea to not pair Lena Luthor with Kara?" Anna grimaced at the latest episode of Supergirl. On the screen appeared to be a bunch of action and a fair amount of comedy going on.

Elsa was back with two hot cups of tea. "Move your legs." Which Anna did, so the woman could sit down next to her comfortably. "Well, I think they have quite a good dynamic." The woman sat back, all shirt and sweatpants, as well. Something that Anna would never have seen even if they were still together. She took a sip of her tea, humming at the sweetness.

Anna turned her observant eyes to the woman, still in her own position of laying against the couch. Elsa grabbed her chopsticks and a box of white rice. "I thought you didn't watch these kinds of shows."

She tilted her head, blue eyes incredibly intrigued at the screen. "I didn't say that. I just never have time for it."

"Hm." Still, Anna was curious about things that she never really got to ask of Elsa. She watched her older sister eat in silence for a moment. Something about them being so comfortable with each other really enlightened Anna. "I don't think I've ever asked this but… how busy do you get in the office?"

Elsa contemplated for a moment, allowing Anna's legs to dangle on top of her lap. Taking a deep breath, Elsa laid her arms on top of her legs. Mm… this is the life. "Well, lately, I'd have to wake up at eight - go to a meeting, go to conferences. After that, I'd be stuck in my office, doing paperwork and studying blueprints. Many of them needed quite a bit of revision. I wouldn't quite know what time it'd be unless Olaf told me. I'd get home around seven or eight."

"Ah. Can you handle it?"

"It's not about if I can - it's that I must handle it, Anna." She smiled, continuing to eat. Must be exhausting to even think about it. But even so, Elsa's eyes were as bright as daylight.

The girl finally sat up and placed her food on the table. "So I'm curious. Kind of. Well, no, not kind of, but… when you look at me, what do you see?"

Amused, Elsa quietly turned her attention to Anna, her eyes wandering up and down. "You. My sister." And something else, but Anna wasn't even going to try that.

"Ah, pfft, obviously. Try again."

"I'm... not entirely sure what you mean." She raised a brow.

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes, "just tell me if you see any difference from before till now." She excitedly awaited her answer - which, it seemed, was not coming easily with Elsa's expression getting even more twisted in confusion.

"Well… your hair has grown longer."

"Yeah, besides that." Anna waved her off.

"I don't know…" Slowly, Elsa had gotten just a slight bit closer, her hand brushing on Anna's.

For a moment, Anna had blinked, her focus completely changed… and there was just nothing else to focus on other than her.

There was something about Elsa's features - perhaps, her pink lips or the faint sight of freckles that dotted her snow white skin… and really, who could forget those sparkling eyes - that caught Anna's breath. And though, Elsa had eaten Chinese food with her, her breath… well, it was still the same minty breath, tickling her chin. "Did you… gain weight?"

Anna hitched her breath. "Y-Yeah."

Elsa hummed, amusingly, eyes exploring her every detail. A back of her finger caressed Anna's cheek, and nothing could send Anna sparks of delight than her touch electrifying her skin. She nearly moaned, nearly shivered… but she held herself back like a woman chained. "Really? You don't look all that different."

"O-Oh? Meg said I did, I-I don't know… gain seven - eight pounds at best?" Her fingers fisted the leather couch. Stop, stop this…

"Did she? She watched over you quite well, hm?" The soft whisper made Anna break down into pieces of desire.

"She did," she breathed back. Her body yearned deeply - intensely - to hold the woman.

"I… I am sorry that I couldn't be there," Elsa whispered.

And there it was - Elsa pulled away, and Anna could feel her own fragile heart cracking once more. While the TV was still blaring in the background, between them… well, it was as quiet as the night.

Elsa wasn't close to her, but at least… she hadn't taken an eye off of Anna.

"I never thought… you'd ever be happy to see me, Anna." The words were embedded with the craving for what was left of their happiness. Then… there was the sound of acceptance in Elsa's intake of breath. "I can see now, you don't have to think of me anymore."

Are you kidding?

Anna felt her breathing getting heavy with a heavy heart, and she could barely feel the tears forming in her eyes.

"How could I not?" She bit her shaky lip, her head tilted in a way that she hoped Elsa would eventually answer her. What was left of her own desire for Elsa… turned into a desire for answers. "All these months without you… I kept pretending that you were gone from my life. I was angry at you. I kept… wanting to forget about you, because I knew you'd forget about me. I couldn't." The last word, Anna could barely manage an escaped whisper. She hoped her sister wouldn't hear it… but she'd do anything right now to keep the two together.

The things she wanted to do with her - to feel love with her, grasped her like the hands that took her through the night, but she knew it was only an impossible wish.

Even for Elsa - the one person she had thought to be strong and independent - had this heart-wrenching gaze in her eyes, and those waves had crashed into a storm. She shook her head, eyeing her hands. "I was selfish. I lost control of myself. I thought if I came to see you… If I watched you grow to be the woman that you are, I'd be okay. Anna -"

"I'm not okay."

The only words that responded were the background voices, and when their eyes met, the melancholic longing lingered. Her fingers tingled for a touch… but her mind whispered back rejection. And if there wasn't a thing between them now, Anna had finally realized… what they had was pointless, filled with flaws, and poisonous dreams of happiness - the happiness they were never going to get with each other.

But even for a moment, Anna knew… they were okay with that - hiding from the world to find love within each other.

Teal eyes, brimming with agonizing tears of memories, were stoic on Elsa. "All these months, lost without you… I couldn't bear to wonder what you were thinking. What you were doing." She took in a deep breath, shaking and desperate to control herself. "And now you're here, why do I feel like you're still gone? Why aren't you here?"

"Anna, I am -"

"Then, please, show me."

Quietness filled the tense air, and Anna waited. If she had to wait six months, then… she could wait even six more months if she had to.

When their eyes met, they were so close - so still…

There was a desire in Anna's heart that hoped one of them would move, but their look in each other's eyes was begging to separate. Yet, they didn't. Anna could see herself in the mirror of Elsa's blue eyes. The soft flare on her cheeks… the way her own teal eyes dilated with want… was something Anna couldn't control. I don't want to control.

"Elsa…"

The woman was dangerously quiet. Something about her gaze was soft… something about it had Anna's breath halting, and her heart… she couldn't take this. Oh no. She was reminded of her tastes… of how her eyes followed her every movement, every expression… and she was reminded of the little tingle when her delicate fingers caressed her skin.

And right now… in this silent moment, Elsa was exactly who she needed right now.

But just a bit further… just a bit, with their fingers grazing finely at each other - and she waited for Elsa to pull away, but didn't. She waited for the word 'no' to slip out… but it still didn't. Her eyes fell to the lips that she had been waiting for six months to kiss - for six months to feel Elsa's body on her own…

And when her love allowed her thumb to caress below Anna's drifting eyes, other fingers holding onto her cheek - when her love pressed her forehead against her own, and blue eyes glowed with want and lust - she's irresistible - Anna let out a slow, audible huff of breath that kissed Elsa's skin. And it burned… everything inside of Anna burned like the woman of ice had set her on fire.

They were so close, yet… the lust that Anna wished for, was so far. Sighing at the kiss of her touch, she grasped Elsa's thin wrist, her eyes fluttering closed. She could feel her minty breath, but she begged for more.

"We can't." Two words, one harsh whisper… and it was all it took to shame Anna.

The air was the only thing that held Anna now, and the longing in Elsa's eyes as she pulled away… was everything that Anna did and did not want.

She blinked the tears away, even drifting past her poisonous - addictive - gaze. But it was the truth. They couldn't. Then why am I still here?

Anna shook her head. "I'm sorry."

Elsa only stayed silent because it was the best she could ever do, and Anna knew that. Still, their fingers touched, and Elsa had entwined them like beautiful vines. Anna let it - the only touch that she would receive from Elsa, and she had to let it be.

They didn't know what to say, but Anna knew, it was best not to speak. Their touch spoke for themselves. Because right now… her heart understood Elsa's feelings. It was just in braids of chains, and none of those beautiful essences of love, want, desire, pleasure could ever get out from its restraints.

"I love you..." Three words whispered from her sister's lips. Anna only wanted to believe it if only she kissed her. If only… there was something between them that they both wanted.

"I wanted… more." Her own tears rode down her cheeks, but her expression didn't fall. Her grasp on Elsa's fingers tightened, and she never wanted to let go. "I wanted you."

They didn't need to look at each other to know they were silently letting tears fall. That they were letting themselves tear each other apart like paper. Yet… there was beauty in this, that Anna did not want to admit. How? How could such lethal touch be this beautiful?

"Please…" She turned to see blue eyes shielded with tears gazing blankly straight ahead. "Just love me the way you used to. For tonight…" Anna leaned in close to her, her lips desperate and prickling for love, breathing against her neck… kissing her skin with just the barest touch - only Anna could taste. And Elsa did nothing, but feel. She didn't move… didn't talk. Only letting it happen. Only letting this night fulfill them with each other. "For one night…" Anna sighed, words husking with daring, bold, dangerous love into Elsa's ear… and her fingers brushed back her beautiful blonde hair. "One night, just love me like how your heart desired to. Show me. Let me have this..."

a/n: they were so happy that day... ;-;