Yes, this is my sequel to 'In Love with a Hatter'. I hope you enjoy it! Set after a few weeks after the end of that story.

Being With a Hatter

I ran as I hurried into the house, throwing down the laundry on the wooden table and nearly tripping on an abandoned tea cup. Cursing I scooped it up and threw it to the counter.

I heard him shout out to me but I didn't catch it as I was busy running the water for the sink and washing. It was only until Lord Tarrant Hightopp (and Royal Hatter to the White Queen) himself appeared at the bottom of the stairs and sporting a cut finger that I knew he was excited and busying himself.

"Hatter sweetheart, why did you rush?" I asked as I went to the kitchen drawer to find the bandages and cream. He shrugged "I was making you another hat." The excuse he used every time he did this. I shook my head in disbelief and sighed.

"Tarrant, I seriously think that you should calm it down, ok?" I said as I smoothed the cream onto his finger and then wrapped it up with the bandage.

"Thank you sweetheart" he said and gave me a kiss. It was most intended to be a short kiss but turned out to be a very long and passionate kiss.

"You're getting better every time, Tarrant" I whispered huskily when we pulled away. He went behind me and snaked his arms round my waist.

"I can't wait, my dear Alice" he mumbled and I knew what he meant. The wedding was next Wednesday and he was getting more and more excited by the day. So much that it sometimes got very annoying.

"I know Hatter. I can't wait either." I turned round and put my arms around his neck. "Seems like yesterday when you kissed me for the first time."

He breathed in and out deeply while grinning at the same time. "That was a good day" he answered and I nodded in agreement.

Since that day when he had admitted he loved me, we had been together and inseparable. Kissing was a big deal and we were even allowed to share a room at the castle (not doing anything we shouldn't do, I might add).

Tarrant had been knighted and I was given my Lady-hood, to the whole of Underland's delight. Tarrant also was allowed his Royal Hatter status again which meant that it wasn't a surprise to see him holding hands with Lady Alice, Champion of Underland.

We had gone on many outings and shared a lot of good time together. But today I was to meet the fellow Ladies at the castle and we no longer lived with the queen. We stayed in the house that was Tarrant's home since after Horunvendush Day. We told each other more about us, me going into more detail about my family life.

He had enjoyed my explaining of my father, Charles Kingsleigh. He was glad that I had (even if it had been for a while) a person who would listen to me and understand me. I'd even said that he was the near same as my father. He then joked that he was a hatter when my father had been a sales man.

I was shocked still when he went into detail about Horunvendush Day as he'd never told anybody else before. I'd held him as he wept and explained that he felt guilty for not contacting his family sooner.

Flashback

"Hatter, calm down...shhhh"

"B-b-butt it's...I-it's all...m-my fault...All...Alice!" He wailed, shaking his entire being with almighty grief. I understood his grief and felt awful that I hadn't stopped him speaking.

"Tarrant...quiet down...shhh. I can understand you to why you will be feeling this guilt. But be honest with yourself. Your family loved you and would have understood why you were busy. They were proud of you and your achievement. There's no need to feel guilty. Your family would of forgiven you by now." I attempted.

I held him tighter, my arms around his waist and he was sobbing into me. I stroked his hair for his comfort and held him quietly until his sobs slowed and stopped.

He looked at me with red, puffy and sore eyes with a look of gratefulness. I gave him a weak smile and kissed him to cheer him up. He raised his hands to my shoulders and held me.

"Never leave me Alice" he'd whispered when we pulled away. Still stroking his long and curly red hair I smiled. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here because I'm selfish and want you."

He grinned and took my face in his hands "Your an excellent friend, Alice" he muttered "and an even better lady in my eyes."

I stopped stroking his hair and grinned smugly. I reached behind him and got his hat as it had fallen off. I pushed under his nose.

"I think it was clever to keep this hat, Tarrant" I whispered to him. "It shows that you wanted to remember your loss and learn from it. You have and now your more alert and determined for those you love."

I placed it on his head and kissed his forehead. "Don't forget it" I whispered before claiming his lips. It was a short kiss but he held me afterwards.

"You a lady with many viewpoints, Alice" he muttered "which is why I love you. I don't know anybody else who would of listened to me without walking away as I cried."

"I will never walk away from you." I promised. "Never." He smiled at me and kissed me again.

"Alice?"

"Sorry, just daydreaming again, Tarrant" I muttered quickly as kissed him quickly before gathering my hat (a small and dark blue one with a veil at the back) and shoes.

"Are you ready?" I asked him. He nodded as grabbed his jacket and waited for me as I put my shoes on. I put my hat on my head and took his arm when he offered it to me.

The carriage was outside for us and we got in it, him going first and helping me up like the gentlemen he was.

"Hatter?" I asked as the carriage started moving and I sat on his lap. I tended to call him by the nickname when we were properly alone. "How long do we have until Marmoreal again?"

"Every time Alice" he said, rolling his eyes. "It's takes all day to get there and back walking but in carriage it takes an hour."

"An hour?" I asked seductively. He rolled his eyes again.

"Just kiss me" I ordered and he obliged. His lips pressed on mine and I was greeted by a chilling but pleasant peppermint tea taste. His hands started around my neck but as the journey went on; his hands would slide down to my waist. It was our way of passing the time.

I let out a muffled moan when he traced my upper leg under my dress carefully. He never went pass my thigh which in certain ways was a good thing. We weren't ready for that yet.

It was quite funny when we broke from our making out session as we were ridding into Marmoreal and we saw the mess we were in. I would always mess his hair up and my dress was quite ruffled.

We always sorted each other out, smoothing out the clothes and hair. I kissed him briefly as we got up and headed out of the carriage.

The castle had not changed much since we started living together. The stone walls were still a shinning white, the image of the White Queen's emblem on the many flags around the castle walls.