Cupcake Paradise
No way in hell this was paradise. No way in hell this was even his dream. It was his hollow's wish, fantasy, sick twisted little desire.
"Good morning Alice King, want a cupcake or a kiss?"
Those words were quickly getting on his nerves. But of course he always chose the cupcake. Choosing to kiss that inverted monster was like giving up, failing to stand his ground as king.
"Good morning Alice King, Heaven or Hell?"
This kind of place was going to drive him crazy. He was not the Alice King. He did not want this. And what did heaven mean? This was a trick question.
In this dream, he was not the main character. But his hollow was trying to twist this around, make him think something else wasn't going on here. He wanted to get away, but he was already caught in this spider web. And it was sticky, tangled, wouldn't let him go.
"Good morning Alice King, are your impossible decisions made?"
Shut up. He wanted to yell. Shut the hell up. Let me think, let me figure out these riddles. But he was lost, he didn't understand. And every time the hollow asked another question, he got even more confused, even more lost.
Was he losing anyway?
He could set it afire, until the paradise was burned. Or he could hope he choked on a cupcake. Or maybe he'd just try it the hollow's way.
Wasn't he losing anyway, who cared if he made one little mistake? His mistakes were the reasons for these impossible decisions. His hollow was just waiting. Waiting for him to stop playing it safe. Waiting for him to fall into those pale arms cause he needed someone to hold onto. What was so wrong about giving that to him?
And he was getting rather tired of cupcakes.
"Good morning Alice King. Deliciously evil or sinfully good?"
Didn't that just mean that everything was the same? Or maybe the hollow was trying to say that he wasn't good or evil, he was on his own side. Who cared, he was screwing up his brain trying to figure this stuff out.
Alice King. Where had that name come from? He wasn't a girl. But then again, this was the hollow's Alice in Wonderland based dream. Was everything so insane?
"Good morning, Alice King. Want a cupcake, or a kiss?" he reached for the cupcake, watched the hollow smile. 'I'll win next time' the hollow was thinking. He could feel it in his lust filled eyes. He took a bite, set the cup cake down, and pulled the hollow to him.
The albino tasted like... cupcakes, blood and candy. He grinned against smooth dry lips. How...sinfully good.
And to answer all those impossible decisions. Kisses over cupcakes, heaven over hell, sinfully good over everything else.
He could feel fingers slip up his clothes, sliding against his skin and – he woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. "Dammit" he whispered, covering his face with his hands, he could hear the albino hollow cackling wildly in his head.
"Good morning Alice King." he whispered, giggling. "Cupcake Paradise, or Reality? Have you made your impossible decisions yet?"
Damn bastard. He lost again.
OWARI
blah... trying to teach Ayu-chan how to sing Hanabi...she's doing alright, considering.