Finally got this done. Just got a new job, so things have been super hectic for me. But hey, working on something. For those wondering, I am trying to work on Weapon X. Got about 1100 words done for the next chapter, but hit a wall. In discussion with Karasu87 for how to get around that wall. Until then, enjoy the fact I actually got this chapter out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I own Frozen.

The blonde lay unconscious before Elsa, who looked upon the boy with a strange mix of pity, fear, and hope. The moment she got the chance, she snuck out once again to see the castle's guest. She likely wouldn't get another chance. While his injuries were extensive, including several broken bones which went so far as to rip out through his skin an muscle, the doctor had noted, and the royals had seen, that the boy was healing at a rate which no-one could explain. The aforementioned bones had receded back into his body, and the wounds were rapidly healing. A few shallow cuts had even healed completely, leaving only unblemished skin behind, belying the fact that he ever had them to begin with. In the minds of the King and Queen, as well as Elsa, there was no doubt that this had to be some form of magic. And the second the sky-boy was stable enough to move, he would be taken to see the Trolls. They had helped Anna after the accident, so perhaps they could help him as well.

Despite being unconscious, the boy groaned in his sleep. He was sweating profusely, likely from his fever and pain. The elder princess began to reach out, before yanking her hand back to her. What was she thinking?! She was deftly aware that she had just iced the floor beneath her feet. She forced her breathing back under control. She wanted so badly to help the boy in front of her, yet at the same time didn't want to hurt him even more. Her powers had been growing beyond her control in the past years, and she feared what would happen if she decided to let them flow out, aimed toward the young man that was in all likelihood here by her own doing.

Delving into her pockets, she pulled out her gloves, slipping them on with practiced precision and ease. Taking a deep breath, she reached out once more, her fingers tracing his cheek, the strange whisker-like markings making the boy seem strange and exotic. In his sleep, his face rolled into the gloved hand, causing the princess to jerk away again, a blush adorning her face. Deciding now would be the best time before the boy was taken to the trolls, she began to talk, knowing he couldn't hear her. "I'm sorry..." she began. "I'm so sorry. If I had known my wishing would do this..."

The Princess sighed. It had been an emotional, sleepless night. She very nearly had trapped herself in her own room, her powers freezing the doors completely shut. She was tired, confused, and now she was pouring her heart out to someone who didn't even know she was talking to him. "All I wanted was someone who could understand me...and then you crashed into the castle..." Elsa sat in a chair next to the bed, staring at the face of the boy who had fallen from the stars.

As she continued caressing his cheeks, taking interest in the strange whiskers, the air around her hand began to shimmer in a haze. Unsure of what was happening except the fact it was not her doing, Elsa was shocked as a red energy began to leak out of his skin, twisting like serpents into tendrils that grasped and encased her hand. She tried to pull away, but the physical aura held strong, keeping her in place and licking at her gloved hand like liquid fire. While her hand itself was protected from the heat due to her ice magic, the strange, red aura made quick work of the glove over it, burning the material away easily.

Her fear getting the better of her, Elsa yelped in fright as her own magic exploded outward, turning the red energy an opaque white, as it receded back into the boy. Gripping her exposed hand, she watched in fear and awe as the boy gasped, his eyes flying open. As she looked into the bright blue eyes, she took note of the dulling effect that spread through the pools of blue, giving them a much more icy appearance. Likewise, his hair began to turn a much lighter shade of blonde. It began at the roots and spread, until his hair's color matched that of her own.

It was not to last, however, as with a sigh, the boy once more slipped into unconsciousness. It was strange though, as despite the warmth in the room, his breath had become visible for a moment as his hair became its normal, sunny color once again. Elsa just looked to her hand, and back to the wish-boy. She didn't even take noticed of the patch of ice she had created beneath her feet. Taking a few steps backward, she ran to her room. She needed to get her dress for travel. She was going with to see the trolls. Elsa wasn't sure what she had done, but whatever it was, she wanted to hear it from the the trolls themselves.

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Naruto was wrapped in cold and darkness. The ankle-deep water that usually rested over the floor in his mind had frosted over, his feet crunching through a thin layer of ice as he trudged toward the prison of the nine-tailed fox. He had been more than content to sit in the darkness, away from the fox, but after the sudden cold-snap, and the quick flash of an image of a young blonde girl, he decided to instead swallow his pride and seek the furball out.

It wasn't that he wasn't grateful to the Nine-tails, for saving him from that fall. Saving him from a lot of things, over the years, actually. But of course, the fox was responsible for his horrible childhood, and that was not something he would, or even could, let go of. He absently rubbed his arms, not from the cold around him, but from the bad memories. Somehow, despite the icy water his feet were submerged in, he really didn't seem to notice the freezing temperatures. He continued his journey to the center of his mind, the ice on the floor getting thicker, and spreading upward along the walls. It wasn't long until he was no longer crossing ice, but also attempting to move through snow that got thicker and deeper.

"The hell is happening to me?" Naruto thought, crouching low and picking up the powder in his hand. It hardly even registered as cold to the touch.

"If you want to know, then you should probably get in here..." The snow around him began to spin, caught in a whirlwind, which he was the center of. It spun faster and faster until everything around him was obscured. Closing his eyes to shield them from the snow-tornado, he felt a pulse and the wind suddenly ceased. Cracking his eyes open, Naruto looked in awe and wonder as the snow that had been violently surrounding him just a moment before was scattered throughout the chamber, frozen in midair, giving the Kyuubi's cell a look of icy beauty.

"Fox!" Naruto demanded, clearly confused. "What the hell happened? What's with the ice?" The Kyuubi's massive eyes opened, illuminating the darkness further. Somehow, despite the malice in the eyes of the massive demon, it only served to add to the beauty of the room. As the beast entered the light, Naruto took note that the fox's fur was no longer the orange-red he was unfortunately getting used to seeing. Now it was a snowy white. "Whoa, makeover..." the ninja muttered, causing the fox to snort and lay down on his stomach almost lazily.

"Do you actually want an answer, or would you prefer to keep gazing at my magnificent beauty." That got the desire rise from the blonde boy, earning the beast an amused chuckle. "Calm yourself, my boy. You'll only freeze the room more."

"Wait, you mean...I did this?" Naruto looked around in amazement, but the fox just snorted again.

"You didn't do this. That girl did. I've never seen any jutsu powerful enough to do this to a seal, a tailed beast, or someone's mind. This is beyond that."

"Then why did you say I could do this?" Naruto demanded, motioning to the ice and snow around him.

"Because that girl managed to completely overcome my power with hers, and somehow, managed to pass that power to you."

"Passed it to me, wha-...How? Why? Is that even possible?!" Now the Fox was getting irritated. How was he supposed to explain anything when the kid questioned EVERYTHING!"

"BE GLAD IT DIDN'T KILL YOU, WHELP! NOW SHUT UP AND LISTEN!" he bellowed. "Her power lashed out at mine, much like the one-tailed jinchuriki and his sand. Had it gone for you, it could easily have frozen you solid and killed you. However, it actually provided a benefit for both of us. Your seal absorbed that power and filtered it into your chakra network safely. Your body will soon fully adapt to that power, and replicate it.

"You keep calling it a power...is it not just some foreign chakra?" The Fox shook his head at the question.

"I'm not sure...It's fused with your chakra, and yet, it doesn't feel like chakra. But you're right...it does feel...foreign."

"I need to wake up, need to talk to this girl. Find out where we are, what she did to me." Naruto stared expectantly at the fox, who simply looked at him with that ego-filled smirk, before he raised his paws before his maw and clapped. The snow, which had been suspended in time, began to swirl around Naruto once more, obscuring him from view once more. The whirlwind condensed into itself before becoming unstable and dissipating, and Naruto vanished.

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Naruto gasped as he was thrust back into reality. The first thing he noticed was his surroundings. Wooden, enclosed, rocking slightly. He was in some wagon. Better than a hospital, he supposed. "Mother! Father! He's waking up!" Naruto heard the voice, but understood none of the words. He looked for the source and turning, nearly came nose to nose with a girl. Backing up in embarrassment, Naruto took in her pale blonde hair and blue eyes.

Likewise, Elsa took notice of his blue eyes once again. Now that there was some sense of life in them, she realized how entrancing they were. Blushing at the thought, she again called for her parents, and Naruto felt the wagon jerk to a halt and heard the rustle of a curtain. Felt the light of the sun on in face and in his eyes for a moment, causing him to look away for a moment. He attempted to scoot back to avoid the light, but cringed in pain as he again collapsed to the makeshift bed on the wagon floor. "It's alright, son, you're safe," he heard the man say, and while he couldn't understand the words, he recognized the tone. The man before him meant him no harm. "But though you've healed very quickly, you haven't fully regained your strength."

"You need to take it easy," the older woman said, her voice full of concern.

"I can't understand anything you're saying," Naruto groaned, and as he saw the King and Queen look to each other in wonder and alarm, he knew they couldn't understand him either. The two looked to each other, whispering more words Naruto couldn't understand, and he turned to the girl closer to his age, noticing her returning the look, highly confused herself.

"You...name?" Naruto raised a brow. It was barely understood, but those were words he recognized. They, or at least the older man, could speak his language, or at least was somewhat knowledgeable in one similar enough to be understood by the blonde. "Name?" the man said again, motioning toward the blonde, who likewise pointed to himself.

"Naruto. My name is Naruto Uzumaki," he said. The man must have understood, because he nodded, before sharing the information to the two females of the group. He motioned for them to follow him, and with polite nods, the two excused themselves and stepped out of the wagon, leaving Naruto to his thoughts.

"So, fuzzball...was either one of them the girl you were telling me about?"

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"You can understand him?" Elsa asked, her father nodding hesitantly.

"He's speaking a language similar to Japanese. I took the time to learn the basics, but never truly grasped the language," the King replied. "Both from the difficulty, and the lack of use. But this only adds to my confusion. How did a Japanese boy fall into our palace?" Elsa stiffened, once more flashing back to her wish, once more concerned that it was her fault.

"How are we to communicate then?" she asked, concerned. The King sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"The Elder Rock Troll, Pabbie, is skilled in mind-magic. With any luck, he can provide a solution," he announced, and the Queen nodded. Agdar ushered Elsa into the wagon once more, as he and Idun took their places at the front. Elsa kneeled next to the wish boy as the wagon once again began moving. Feeling somewhat awkward at the staring from the boy, Elsa decided to try and communicate on her own.

"Elsa," she said, quietly, pointing to herself.

"El-za," the boy replied, obviously finding the name foreign on his tongue. Shaking her head, the Princess once more pointed at her face.

"'Sa," she corrected. "El-sa"

"El...sa?" he replied, almost a whisper, but Naruto noticed her eyes light up and she smiled. "Elsa," he said again, a bit more confident this time. This time she pointed to him.

"Naruto," she said, continuing to point until Naruto understood what she wanted and nodded. Reaching up, he took her hand, much to her shock, and squeezed it. Afraid for a moment, she thought about pulling away. But as she looked into his face, with that reassuring smile, she found herself squeezing his hand back. Despite herself, Elsa couldn't help but feel less worried when she she looked into the bright eyes and understanding smile.

It was not to last as he himself pulled his hand away. Elsa unconsciously pouted, liking the warm feeling his grip instilled her with, even through her glove. Her pout became surprise, when with a groan, Naruto forced himself to sit up, leaning against the wall of the wagon. The blonde boy just rolled his eyes. He just knew someone was going to make a fuss every time he tried to move. He channeled his chakra to his fingers, causing Elsa to gasp as she saw his fingertips begin to glow a pale blue, and began to massage his sore legs. It was a trick he learned from the Old Pervert. It was a life-saver after a hard day of training. Elsa could only look on, entranced, as the boy rubbed his soreness away with what she could only describe as magic hands.

"Naruto..." the boy looked at her quizzically, and she could not help herself. She took one of his glowing hands in hers, and examined it. Hesitantly, she removed her glove, making Naruto raise his brow, but he gained a look of understanding as frost began to form in Elsa's palm, swirling an crystallizing into a large, strangely beautiful snowflake. The fox had told him that this was the girl who had the strange ice powers. It reminding Naruto of Haku, in a way. But being told was one thing. Seeing it was another entirely.

Slowly, Naruto held his palm out and adopted a look of concentration. Elsa's eyes widened and she placed a hand over her mouth as the cold began to collect in Naruto's hand as well, condensing and swirling into a snowflake of his own. Unlike the Princess, who had created an elegant, beautiful sculpture, Naruto's snowflake was jagged, almost blade like, and the arms were each curved in the same direction, giving it the appearance of a frozen pin-wheel.

Elsa could only stare at the blonde who had copied her feat. While she had purposely chosen something simple, something she couldn't lose control of, she hadn't expected for it to be thrown right back at her. Before she could stop herself, she lunged at her fellow blonde, enveloping him in a hug. The warmth of the boy was comforting, and it helped put the numerous conflicting emotions out of her mind for the moment. Guilt, for bringing the boy here. Confusion, for everything that was happening since his arrival. Joy, at finally having someone she could relate to. Worry, for what everyone would think of ANOTHER ice conjurer in the kingdom. This would make keeping her own ice powers from Anna all the more difficult.

Unsure of what to do, Naruto simply placed his hand on the girl's back, rubbing it gently. This whole ordeal was confusing to the ninja. He really wished he could understand anything these people were saying.

The two suddenly felt another jerk of the wagon, signaling that they had once again stopped, and they separated. As Elsa's parent's entered the wagon once more, the King crouched low to Naruto. "Can...you...walk?" he asked, hesitantly. Naruto stretched his legs, before shakily getting to his feet. He tried to take a step, but immediately felt his legs buckle beneath him. Before he could fall, however, Elsa had caught him, and slung his arm over her shoulder. This shocked her parents, but only for a moment. There was something special about this boy. Whatever it was, thy were just pleased to see Elsa once more interacting with somebody besides them.

"Arigato, Elsa," Naruto said, and said girl merely looked to her father.

"He said, 'Thank You,' I believe," the King informed his daughter. "We're not far from the trolls, but we'll have to make the final stretch on foot. Elsa nodded, before Agdar began roughly translated what he had told her. It was choppy and hollow, but Naruto managed to understand the gist of it nodded. Neither King nor Queen noticed Elsa was not wearing her gloves, nor did they see the discarded ice-sculptures on the floor of the wagon. All they saw was their daughter, for the first time in years, dawning a smile as she looked toward the visitor to their kingdom.

Chapter end.

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