Chapter 1
I had a good day today. I spent some time in town with Olaf. We visited a few shops, Olaf continues freaking people out. You would think they would be used to a talking snowman by now. I guess that takes getting used too. Oh, I forgot to mention, I spent the afternoon with Elsa. We played some childhood games. It was so cheesy, but I don't care. There's nothing wrong with two adult woman playing with dolls, especially one who is a queen.
Anyway, we had this wonderful stew for dinner. The chef's special recipe. Delicious. And Elsa didn't even scold me for slurping out of the bowl. She just rolled her eyes. Secretly, I think she enjoys my bad table manners.
Yep, nothing but good days since the thaw. It's been so wonderful having Elsa back in my life, but it's just...
I don't even know what to write. It's these feelings. She just makes me feel good, like so special. I'm in love with her, like in love with her.
I can't help it, I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean, I've always treated her like a literal goddess my entire life, but I've never really felt this way until she came back into my life. I thought at first I was just ecstatic for having her back. And the ice powers thing. It was a lot to take in.
But I knew it was more than that. The first time I saw her in the ice palace, I knew I should have suspected something was up. A sister shouldn't look at her sister like that. There was too much on my mind at the time though. But it should have been a warning.
And then later as we reconnected, everything went downhill. She brought butterflies to my stomach every day and I could never find an explanation for it. No matter what she wore, no matter how she did her hair, no matter how she did her makeup, she was just so beautiful. I found myself drawn to her, to every little detail of her. From her scent to every insignificant habit she had.
I think I would die if she ever read this journal. I sound like such a pervert. I better burn this book when I'm done.
But have I always treated her like this? What a stupid question, I already answered it. Just like I've already written this stuff down before. Yeah, I better burn this book eventually.
But yeah, I've always had. But what's different? Why didn't I feel this way about her before? Could it be because I didn't really know her? Then have I've always loved her as more than a sister?
I must be one messed up individual. If Elsa thinks she has it bad, if only she knew my secret. She can never know.
But I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this. She drives me insane. The urge to grab her cute round face while she's flustered and capture her tender lips with mine is so tempting.
Oh dear, I'm making myself quite heated.
But what if I slip up? I can't risk pushing her away because of my immature feelings.
I can't keep doing this. Not to her. Not to Kristoff. Get this, I'm still going out with Kristoff!
I know right?
I was so wrong about love. I really don't know what love is. I like Kristoff a lot, but it's just not the same as with Elsa. I thought I did, but I was wrong again.
Why am I in love with my own sister? How many more pages of this journal am I going to fill talking about the same thing? How many more entries are going to end with me asking the same questions?
Why does life have to sound so complica-
There was a conveniently placed knock on Anna's door, prompting her to quickly close the journal and slide it back into its drawer for safe keeping. She was done writing anyway.
The knock was only a courtesy for Anna. There was an unspoken agreement that there would be no answering of doors between the two sisters and at this time of night only Elsa would be at her door.
When her bedroom door did open, Anna had already closed and locked the drawer. Her secret was safe for now.
"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Elsa asked with her head poking through the door.
"Of course not," Anna lied behind a smile. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to ask..." Elsa tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
Anna raised an eyebrow. On the inside, her stomach fluttered seeing Elsa in her nightgown. Like it always did.
"If I could sleep with you tonight?" Elsa finished.
Anna simply snorted. "Like you really need to ask." The older sister shrugged. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll go change."
The thought of changing in the same room as Elsa was exhilarating, but not something uncommon. Anna frequently fantasized about her changing screen falling over on nights like this, but she wasn't sure if she would be mortified or thrilled. There was no doubt how she would feel if Elsa's changing screen fell over if the situation was reversed...
"So, Anna," Elsa began as Anna stripped off her clothing. "How are things with you and Kristoff?"
Anna froze in the process of pulling off her dress.
Why is she asking? Maybe she's just making small talk? You know how adorably awful she is at small talk.
"F-fine," Anna answered. "Why do you ask?"
"Oh, he doesn't seem to come around much anymore. I was worried things weren't going well between you two."
Darn.
"Oh, well it's fine, Elsa."
It really isn't and if Elsa is noticing...I can't keep doing this to Krisoff.
But Anna put on a smile when she came out from behind the changing screen. Elsa was waiting on the bed for her.
"I'm so happy we have each other," Elsa said as Anna climbed under the covers.
"Yeah, me too," Anna responded.
In the beginning, sleeping with Elsa was a dream come true. Now it only made her senses go wild. The old mantra that Elsa used to live by echoed within Anna's head.
Conceal, don't feel.
A/N: Thanks to my two beta readers, Mig and Rd.
So this is my new fic. As the summary says, it's another onionElsa/evilElsa one and this time it's elsanna. Without giving too much away, I should point out that the tags are not to be taken lightly.
As for updating, I'll try to keep it bi-weekly. I actually took the time to fully plan and outline this fic compared to my other ones, I've already written several chapters in fact. Plus I'm going with generally shorter chapters compared to Blizzards in Arendelle so hopefully there won't be any long waits in between.
If you have any questions or comments, feel free to ask and hope you enjoy.