Alice in Wonderland

Summary: Naminé is a young daughter of a wealthy man with an odd habit to draw her repetitive dreams. Years later in her betrothal party she sees a man with rabbit ears and ends up following him into a world of her dreams. Is anything there real or not?

Pairing: slight(?) Marluxia x Naminé, some others mentioned

Rating: T

Warnings: Same warnings will go on... Characters are very badly OOC, some minor yaoi, AU, grammatical errors, non-explicit stuff, Disney-based.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts now, and I never will. Not in this lifetime at least. This story is mine, though.

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A/N: I never actually planned starting to write a KH version of the "Alice in Wonderland" but because my friend suggested it I decided to try writing it.

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Prologue

Once in a small trading town lived an old merchant, who was blessed with two children: one son, one daughter. They lived in a grand country house, nearby a small trading town by the sea. Behind the house was a field with all kinds of flowers, and in the middle of the field was a beautiful and lush tree. It was the merchant's daughter's favorite place.

"Naminé…!"

The daughter's name was Naminé and she was sweet and lovable, very artistic little girl. Six years of age and the apple of her father's eye.

The hare and mouse calmed down and stopped their merry tea party to listen. They glanced first at one another, then at the man on the other side of the table. The man who was wearing a top hat and a fancy pink dress suit smiled at the girl who was sitting at the table.

"Did you hear that, miss?" the man asked quietly from a little girl, pouring more tea into the little porcelain teacup the girl was holding.

The girl blinked, looking around. "Hear what, Mr. Hatter?"

Naminé slept peacefully in a shadow under the tree, her lips curling into a cute little smile as her brother walked towards her sleeping body.

"Naminé…! Wake up!"

"He's calling you", the hatter told." You have to wake up."

Naminé's brother shook the girl's shoulders.

"Wake up…? But… I'm not asleep", the girl said and looked up at the hatter's eyes. "Or am I?"

The hatter pecked a kiss on the girl forehead and retreated few steps, waving at her. "I guess you have to go, Naminé…"

The girl is held her head. "I don't want to leave yet… I can't…!" she cried out, reaching for the hatter as she realized her body had started to disappear. "No! I promise I'll come back! Wait for me!"

The hatter gave a bright smile and nodded. "I'll wait. No matter how long it takes."

"Naminé… Naminé! … Naminé! Wake up."

The girl opened her eyes and rubbed them, giving a loud yawn. She looked at her brother, who was still holding her from her shoulders. Naminé pouted a little at Roxas who had interrupted her dream. The boy had messy blonde hair and a childish glint in his blue eyes. He flashed a smile at the girl. "Father's been calling us for a while."

Naminé, who had blue eyes like her brother and platinum blonde hair, shot her brother with a soft glare. Instead of getting up she took her purse and opened it.

"I saw that dream again, Roxas", she said, digging up her crayons and sketchbook from the purse. She picked a crayon and opened the book. "And you woke me up."

"I can do many things", Roxas snarled in his regular 'I'm-older-than-you-so-I-can-do-anything' tone. "And waking you up is one of them. It's my duty as your big brother." Naminé pouted at the comment.

"But you interrupted my precious dream", she told disappointedly and toyed with the pink crayon.

"You saw that same one again? You know what I think of it" Roxas said a bit displeasedly, tilting his head and descended to the same level as the girl to see better what Naminé was now drawing. The girl nodded, not raising her eyes from the sketch as her crayon moved rapidly on the paper. She was very good at drawing even though she was so young. Suddenly she stopped, raised her crayon from the paper, looked at the sketch and gave a rueful sigh. Roxas raised an eyebrow.

"I can't remember his face", Naminé told, gritting her teeth as she gave the closed sketchbook to Roxas. The blonde boy curiously riffled the pages even though he did so once in a while. It never tired him but yet it made him wonder was his sister really completely sane. One after one the pages showed characters of Naminé's repetitive dream, and geez, it was getting weirder than it already was. A rabbit with a pocket watch, a widely grinning cat, a caterpillar blowing smoke rings in the air…

"This is a new part", Roxas noted, seeing finally a new picture. The scene portrayed a tea party, a very insane tea party. There was a hare holding a tea pot and a mouse sitting in a cup. There were notes and cards all over the table among with cupcakes and other bakery. And then there was a human, a man to be exact. "What's wrong with him?" Roxas pointed at the third person in the drawing. The man was wearing a fancy top hat and brightly colored dress suit and he was holding a bouquet of flowers. But what made him so creepy was that he had no facial features at all. Naminé shook her head sadly when Roxas looked at her.

"I just can't remember what he looks like", she replied with a slight smile. "When I'm asleep everything is crystal clear but when I open my eyes I forget… All my dreams feel so real, like I'm really living in those dreams and not in the real world."

"I think you've gone mad", Roxas said in a very serious tone, hesitating to give the sketchbook back to the girl. "It can't be healthy to see same dream over and over again. This is going too far. Have you told dad? He can give you some pills or call a doctor or-"

Naminé raised her hand on Roxas' mouth and gave him a smile. "All the best people are mad."

Roxas frowned. "Listen what you're saying, Naminé", he said quietly. "You have to stop dreaming those things."

The girl gasped. "But I can't."

"Yes, you can", Roxas said and pulled Naminé into a hug. "And I'll help you. Let's go now."

Naminé gave an unsure nod as Roxas let go of her. When they walked back to their home she once glanced back.

"…No matter how long it takes."

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Chapter 1. All the Best People Are Mad

Ten years passed in a blur. Thanks to the pills Naminé got from her uncle, Vexen, she didn't see dreams anymore. For a child it had been very hard to adapt to the new situation, yet Naminé didn't blame anyone for losing her dreams. She retained all the memories of the place she could and she had started to call by a name Wonderland. When Roxas moved to a boarding school over the sea, Naminé was left to live alone with their father.

"I can't believe you did this to me", Naminé whispered trough her teeth, standing next to her father, Ansem the Wise. She waved at the men her father had called to their home. She crossed her hands and glanced coldly at Ansem. She really hated meeting new people. She preferred staying alone in her room, drawing and reading because being with other people made her feel uncomfortable, and she knew Ansem know that. That's why Ansem didn't stop her from carrying the sketchbook with her. Naminé held the book purse very tightly, her knuckles almost turning white.

"Naminé dear", Ansem whispered gently at his daughter. "These men are my business partners. You have to act like you care about my reputation for once. This day will be very important for our future." He tied a silver necklace on Naminé's slender neck. "Consider this as… your late birthday present."

Naminé gave a suspicious frown, slackening her grip from the book purse. "Fine", she said, giving a sigh. "But I'm not happy about this." Ansem had started spent more time with Naminé during past few weeks, and it made his little girl even more suspicious. Yet, she patiently had a small talk with most of the men. When she was sure she had at least smiled at all of them she sighed, deciding to take a break of such a pain. How she'd liked to run away from situations like that. She twitched as she saw a man in an old dress suit approaching her. The man flipped his white hair as he was on a polite speaking distance.

"Well, congratulations", he said solemnly. "So you're the lucky girl."

Naminé blinked. "I guess." She thought the man was referring to her late birthday present. "And you are…?"

"Gabbiani, Setzer Gabbiani. But you can call me Setzer", the man told, giving a chuckle. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, too", Naminé replied with a slight, polite smile. "What brings you here, Mr. Setzer?"

Setzer blinked, very surprised because of the question. "Oh, you're such a teaser, Naminé", the man finally said, holding back his laughter. "I didn't know you tell jokes. Have you already talked to my nephew? Now that I've met you I have to say you have much in common. He's-"

"Naminé!" Both Naminé and Setzer turned to look at Ansem the Wise. The old man smiled widely when he saw who his little girl was talking to. "Oh, Setzer. It seems you've met my daughter."

The tall whitette nodded. "Yes, my friend, and she's very lovely, just like you've told me", he said. "I'm sure this liaison will be good for our business."

"Indeed, indeed", Ansem hummed, gaining confused look from Naminé. "And this will be great day for our families, too. Since we just decide the day we'll-"

Naminé quickly jerked Setzer's sleeve, gaining the man's attention. "I'm sorry Mr. Setzer, but I think I need to have a little talk with my dad", she said with a slight, yet bothered, smile.

Setzer chuckled. "Such an innocent child you are. Well, I don't see why not but-"

Naminé had already grabbed Ansem's hand before Setzer even had finished his sentence. The girl almost dragged the old man behind the corner before she let go of her father.

She glared at the man angrily. "This isn't just any party, isn't it?!"Naminé hissed, finally figuring out what's all the fuss about. "You are trying to get me married! How dare you do something like that behind my back…?!"

"You ignorant girl! Listen to yourself! Did I raise you to talk like that!?" Ansem shouted, gaining a shocked look from his daughter. Naminé looked at the ground now, clenching her fist. Ansem coughed couple times before continuing more gently. "You need to understand that it's high time for you to get married. It will be good for my affairs, too. Setzer is one of my most important business partners, and his nephew, Seifer, isn't much older than you are. You'll make a great couple and I'm sure you'll like him."

Naminé glared at the old man once more. "But I don't want to get married. And you can't force me."

Ansem slapped Naminé's cheek and the girl fell to the ground. Ashamed and shocked of what he had done he reached down for Naminé but the girl pushed his hand away. Naminé moved her hand to touch the hitted cheek, tears pouring from her eyes.

"I hate you", she whispered, getting up from the ground. She ran away and pushed a man with long, blonde hair off her way. The man walked to Ansem a very confused look in his eyes.

"Did I interrupt something?" the man asked, looking surprisedly at Ansem.

The old man shook his head, frowning. "Not at all, Vexen. I was just… trying to be a good parent."

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Naminé, who was now both enraged and disappointed, run behind the house, wiping her flowing tears. She sat down leaning the wall and hugged her knees. She didn't actually cry anymore. She was too angry for that. "Why is this happening to me…?"

"What do I see here?"

Naminé raised her gaze to see a grinning woman. The woman's blonde hair was slicked-back and there were two tresses of hair pointing out like antennas.

"Aunt Larxene…?" Naminé managed to say trough her surprise. "When did you arrive? What are you doing here-?"

The woman sneered and descended down to violently ruffle Naminé's hair. "How many times I have to say it's "Miss Larxene"?!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry!" Naminé whimpered, making Larxene finally let go of her. The older woman gave a sad smile, noticing that everything certainly wasn't alright.

"Why have you cried, baby girl?" she asked a hint of compassion clearly audible in her usually spiteful voice.

"I just had a little argument with dad", Naminé told with a slight smile. "I'm fine, really."

"Hey, that can't be all. You can tell me. Like always."

And so Naminé told Larxene, who was a sister of Vexen, everything what had happened during the day. "An arranged marriage!" Larxene exclaimed. "I can't believe he got something as low as that planned for you!" She was now very angry. She had stood up and was ready to march straight to Ansem for making Naminé upset. "I'm gonna talk to him! No, I'm going to kill him! No one makes my baby girl cry with a reason like that!"

"No! No, you don't need to", Naminé whimpered and grabbed the woman's hand. She had started crying again when she was talking to Larxene. "It's just… why doesn't dad understand me…?"

"Because he's dumb?" Larxene blurted out and sat back down. She wrapped her arms around the younger to console the sobbing girl. "I mean it, really. It's not your fault. He's never been the smartest when it comes to… well, anything."

"After all, he's my dad", Naminé sighed and gave her aunt a faint smile to show she was fine. Her cheek didn't hurt anymore. "But he should think about my feelings more. When he sent Roxas away I…" Naminé bit her lip. She missed Roxas a lot.

"Hush, baby girl", Larxene reassured the tiny blonde. "Roxas will come back when the first vacation starts."

Naminé nodded. It was true. "I know", she stated simply. She looked up at the sky. "Larxene, do you ever feel like…?" The rest of her sentence's ended up being a whisper.

"Feel like what?" Larxene asked rather bluntly.

"Feel like you don't belong here", Naminé said quietly. "Because I feel. And sometimes I wonder… If I really belong to some different place. To the world of my own…"

"I don't understand a single world you're saying", Larxene snarled. "A world of your own…?"

Naminé didn't bother herself by explaining her words to Larxene. Instead she sighed, glancing quickly the sketch book she had left on the ground and let her gaze wander around the backyard. At the backyard's gate a tanned man with long silver hair wearing a waistcoat was glancing nervously at the golden pocket watch he was holding on the other hand. On his other hand instead was a bright, silver knife. When his gaze suddenly met Naminé's, he startled and quickly ran away from Naminé's line of sight.

"Did you see that?" Naminé asked, looking at Larxene, very confused. The older woman blinked and looked curiously around the backyard.

"See what?" Larxene asked, not seeing anything different which made her rather annoyed. "I don't see anything."

"I'm sure I saw a man standing right there", Naminé told, making Larxene sigh.

"Geez, baby girl, there's a yard full of men", the older said, rolling her eyes. "It's no surprise if you see one who has for some reason strayed to the backyard."

"No, I mean I haven't seen him here before", the young blonde said. "That man was different… somehow. I'm sure he had bunny ears."

Larxene began to laugh. "Bu-bunny ears?!" she laughed. "Are you sure he-?"

"There he is again!" Naminé yelled, seeing the man with the watch looking over the hedge so she and immediately sat up from the ground and snatched her sketchbook purse. She waved at Larxene while she ran towards the gate to follow the weird man. "I'm sorry, aunt Larxene! I'll come back soon! Keep my dad busy!"

"Hey, Naminé! Wait!" Larxene yelled. But Naminé didn't listen to her anymore.

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"Mister, please! Wait for me!" Naminé pleaded, trying to keep her speed up as she followed the man. They were now on the field where Naminé used to spend her time when she was younger.

"I can't! I'm busy, I'm late!" the rabbit-man cried out, approaching the large tree in the middle of the field. He glanced at Naminé over his shoulder. "I most certainly can't be late!"

Naminé frowned, getting tired of running. "Why are you so busy, mister-?"

"Xemnas! Xemnas is my name!" the man exclaimed and stopped running. He looked under the tree and shook his head rapidly. "Oh god, the Queen is going to kill me! No, not me! Him! I'm late! Late!"

"Wait!" Naminé exclaimed but in a moment, the rabbit-man was gone. Naminé stopped, and walked warily to the tree. Under it was a rabbit hole she didn't remember to be there. She grimaced, looking back to the house. She turned back to the tree and glanced to the dark abyss. Naminé took a deep breath.

"I must be mad to do this", she mumbled and kneeled down to look into the rabbit hole. She couldn't see further than her nose, yet, she was intrigued to enter the hollow. Without considering the consequences more, she crawled inside. "Well, this isn't as bad as I expected-!" The rabbit hole dipped suddenly down, causing Naminé to fall into the darkness. She screamed, unable to do anything else and closed her eyes and kept them shut until she felt she wasn't falling anymore. She felt like she was floating. And she was.

"What is this…?" she asked, now looking around herself. She was confused, but still, amazed. All kinds of objects around the holes walls – clocks, paintings, furniture, books, and decorations – drew her attention on them. Naminé, no matter how scared she actually still was, admired what she saw. It all reminded her of something she couldn't clearly remember.

Finally Naminé's fall ended as she lightly landed on the marble floor. She quickly got herself up from the floor when she heard the familiar mumbling of being late and saw Xemnas' shadow further away.

"Wait for me, mister Xemnas!" Naminé called and followed the shadow into the large hallway which was covered with weird mirrors. "What is this place…?" Naminé mumbled under her breath, looking as her reflection twisted differently in every mirror. Before she arrived into the room in the end of the corridor she heard a sound of a closing door. Naminé hurried to the door and found it unlocked. But behind the door she found another one, and behind that door was one even smaller door. Frowning she opened one door after another until one door didn't agree to open up. Besides the door was so small that even how hard Naminé would have tried she wouldn't get through it no matter how petite she was.

"There must be some trick", Naminé muttered, still trying to open the door. If Xemnas got through it so would she. She wasn't actually sure why she was following him but for some reason it felt right.

"Do you want to open the door?"

Naminé looked around the room but she didn't see anyone.

"I'm down here!"

Blinking her eyes Naminé glanced down. She was very surprised of what she saw. The talker had been a very tiny girl, maybe size of Naminé's thumb. The little girl looked up at Naminé, smiling slightly. She had blue eyes and short black hair and she wore a black robe.

"Hello", she greeted as Naminé picked her up from her hood. "Be careful with that."

"Oh, sorry", Naminé chuckled and let the little girl sat on her hand. "I'm Naminé."

The little girl smiled. "I am Xion. I guard this door."

"How can you guard it when you're so small?"

"I can do many things", Xion snarled, pointing accusingly at Naminé. The blonde gasped and almost dropped Xion. The little girl had sounded just like Roxas.

"Be-be more careful!" Xion whined, holding tightly on Naminé's finger. "I don't want to fall!"

Naminé let Xion down because she was afraid she would drop or hurt her. "I just… I remembered my brother", she apologized after finally catching her breath. Xion really had sounded like Roxas, she thought, being still a bit shocked. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry 'bout that", Xion said, patting Naminé's hand. "But what brings you here?"

"Oh. I was following a rabbit", Naminé told quickly, gaining a very suspicious look from Xion. "A man with bunny ears", she corrected. "He said his name was Xemnas."

Now Xion's smile fell. "Oh, that's bad. Very bad", she said, shaking her head thoughtfully.

Naminé tilted her head. "How so?"

"He went that way." She pointed the small door with her thumb. "And you're too big to get through the door", Xion said and pointed then at the table. "But that should help you."

Naminé stood up, curious to know what possibly could help her, and looked at the table. There was a small bottle marked "Drink me". Naminé hesitated to drink from the bottle but Xion seemed excited.

"Go on. Drink it", she said. Naminé gave a nod and took a sip of bottle's contents. She let out a loud gasp as she started shrinking. The change continued till she became the right size. Naminé looked curiously herself. She was still at least twice the size of Xion but still small enough to get finally through the door.

Naminé gave a bright smile. "Can you open the door for me now?"

"Oh, it's locked", Xion told and scratched her head. "Did you bring me my keyblade from the table?"

"You didn't say anything about a key", Naminé said with a frown.

"But without a keyblade I can't open the door."

Frustrated, Naminé crossed her hands and glared first at Xion and then at the table. "And how do you think I can get up there?" she asked, getting more frustrated because of her current situation.

"Easy, easy", Xion giggled, digging something from her pocket. She gave a smile as she showed Naminé a cookie. "You just have to eat this. It's that easy."

Naminé frowned skeptically, but took the cookie from Xion. "Well, for better or worse…" When the girl took a bite of the small cookie, she suddenly grew so large her head hitted the ceiling. Xion began to laugh at Naminé's misfortune.

"Ha ha, very funny", the blonde snarled and rubbed her head. It was definitely going to leave a bump. Then she grabbed the very tiny silver key from the table and dropped it to Xion. "What are we going to do now? I can't fit the door anymore."

Xion hummed, hugging her keyblade, or that's how she called it, and didn't listen to Naminé at all.

"Xion!" Naminé cried out, very annoyed.

"Yes yes", Xion chuckled. "Just drink the rest of the bottle. I'll open the door for you."

Xion's look changed. She looked more serious now as she pointed at the lock with the key very intently. Naminé, who was now small again, looked as Xion just stood there.

Naminé raised her eyebrow as nothing happened. "Xion…?" Suddenly a beam of light emerged from the key. It hitted the lock, unlocked it, and forced the door to open. Naminé's eyes widened as the door was wide opened in front of her eyes.

Xion flashed a smile. "Here you go."

"Thank you, Xion, thank you!" Naminé exclaimed happily, quickly hugged Xion and rushed out from the door. Xion who was now left alone tilted her head.

"Should I have warned her?" she pondered, scratching her head as the door closed before her eyes. "Well, it's too late now…"

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A/N: Like always, reviews are appreciated~