Hey guys! I was alone on Valentine's Day so I thought how nice it would be if I could get a greeting from the bishies T.T and tada! I'll be starting a series of oneshots and each character will get their own short story with YOU in Alice's POV! So be prepared to see more and expect some sugary goodness that they will lavish on the ambiguous female character! ^^ And please review to let me know how this is for a start :) I welcome any constructive comments to make sure all you devoted HnKnA fans get the moe-ness you seek! XD

Authors special note: If you've read the original My Valentine Wonderland, then you would know that was supposed to be a 'you'-based narrative which is so much better for these stories, while this 'Metamorphed' version is edited to fit FF's rules so the reading might be different but it serves the same, to try and let readers engage themselves into the story such that one is the Foreigner :) HOWEVER, the originals are not dead! It's still in the process but I've posted them on my deviant art account called Ink-n-Echo (you can find the link on my FF profile). SO head over there if you wanna read the better version XD And if you still want it to continue and be informed then remember to put an alert on this story cos I will update both at once.

FF didn't send prior notification and have deleted the original in a blink of an eye (even while I was in the midst of editing) and no, I do not consider warnings from Critics United as official notification but I do appreciated their advise (though some saying they will report if writers don't comply is very threatening, I'm sure there's a better way -_-*). It wasn't intentional but I'm glad that I've at least defended and done my stories justice.

To my original readers, I apologise for the trouble and hope you will still continue to support this series (if not then oh well ^^;), and thank you for reading and reviewing the last 7 chapters with a current total of 108 REVIEWS! Woot! I couldn't congratulate in time but I love you guys, couldn't have made it this far without you :)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything HnKnA except for the story.

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My Valentine Clockmaster

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" ... What are you staring at me for?"

An annoyed yet confused Clockmaster asked, casting hesitant side-way glances at the Foreigner, fully aware that she had been sitting on the side, watching him wistfully for the past half an hour in that nightgown which he so insist on calling an indecent, flimsy piece of clothing. He raised an eyebrow at her, still unsure if she were expecting something from him.

Was he really that dense? She asked herself. It was Valentine's Day for crying out loud and the man is still buried in his work. How she wished the both of them could go out and walk around town like a normal couple would.

But that's the thing isn't it? She tilted her head at him as she thought. In a faceless world, being a Foreigner and a Role-holder didn't really make them both average lovers. Perhaps that is why even though she wanted a date out of the Clock Tower, at the same time, she felt perfectly at peace just observing him fix those badly treated clocks one by one. The girl smiled then and sighed as she leaned her cheek further into her palm. His lean and poised body, his face in full concentration, his callous but slender hands and those silky, long locks of dark blue... her eyes never wanted to leave the sight of him, never wanted to waste a single second without him… especially today.

"S-stop it." He stuttered sternly without looking away from his task but his deep and rich timbre voice was wavering, and the girl gazed at him even closer, grinning knowingly. The cobalt-eyed man may be frowning but his ears and cheek were quickly reddening up. Her own cheek feel hot too as desire to break his cool and collected composure built even more within her.

Yes, she realised now how this place was, in actual fact, more intimate than anywhere else. It was dark, messy and filled with ticking clocks and spare parts; a mortuary to be precise. But now it was more than that. It stored the time the two of them spent together alone and the emotions that came along with it. It was the place where she fell in love with this ridiculously anti-social man but interestingly enough, she never thought to ask herself why. It was just as natural as day and night.

The place became private… just to the two only residents of the Clocktower. At that thought, she giggled and she heard him clear his throat.

Oh? His face seems to redden even more. Doesn't really seem like he minds her ogli- I mean observing him now does it? Such a bad liar, he is.

She smiled widely as Julius shifted uncomfortably on his chair now. He finally conceded, taking his specs down and placing them on the desk while he massaged the bridge of his nose. "Now you're making me feel weird too, I can't concentrate when you're looking at me like that!" he grumbled and she felt a frown tugging the corner of her lips a little. His words were always harsh, she should have known that.

Damn it. It's all because it's Valentine's Day... Perhaps she was expecting too much and now besides feeling blissful on her own, she felt less assured of his feelings. She never felt this petty before. This stupid day was taking her feelings on an unnecessary roller-coaster ride and the Outsider just didn't know how to get off of it.

The floor looked guiltily back at her. Was it so wrong then? The girl sadly questioned in her mind, suddenly feeling extremely alone with her feelings. Her aim was only to spend more quality time with the guy, to make him happy, but if it was getting the opposite reaction then possibly it was best...that she left him alone to his ever-demanding work. She stood silently, about to make sure to hide her tears in her pillow when his deep, commanding yet worried voice called out to her.

"Who told you you could go to bed without me?"

Turning around, his turbulent navy eyes pinned her on the spot. "I didn't mean for you to leave," Julius sighed in resignation, his red tinted face now set in a firm resolution and he reached out an open hand to her, waiting patiently, or so it seems.

"Come here." He motioned with his fingers. She blinked blankly at him and exasperation finally showed on his impassive face.

"Come back here to me." He beseech-ed once again with a soft, low and slow tone that had the vibrations curling deliciously low in her stomach. Or was it butterfly wings? She didn't care but allowed the sound of his voice to lead her a step forward and blindly placing her hand in his. Instantly, his larger fingers curled around hers tenderly and tightly.

"I can't work anymore in this state." Julius Monrey gruffly said, reeling the surprised-looking girl into his enveloping arms and his fingers caught her chin deftly as he looked straight into her wide, surprised eyes, drowning her in his deep, azure depths and husky whisper.

"You started it, so do something about it or trust me, I will."

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...Ok, maybe her man's not that dense after all.

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Ok I hope that wasn't too odd "'OTL. It was the best sort of edit I could do though the original is better. So if you wanna try out the original story, go to my Deviant Art account (link is on my FF profile page) and you will see the stories there with the exact same title :) Plus if you like this, I can recommend another Julius fic of mine called The Solitary Heart for those who are interested :)

I would love to know how this is for you (be it is you just started reading of have already read the original) so DO REVIEW and let me know so I can edit to your needs. I also welcome any constructive critics to improve my writing ^^ It might take some time for me to repost all the rest of the stories but I hope you'll bear with me T.T

It's no secret but can you guess who's next? XD Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it and till the next time I update! ^^