HI! So here is my new story. Just going to warn you now there is character death involved in this first chapter, BUT I am currently typing up an alternate ending for this story, which is the unraveling of Break's accident. I have a few Original characters because i needed them. AND because i love this story idea I had, i couldn't just leave it alone. Also, I'm sorry for any grammatical errors, If you notice an error please tell me. Um this may or may not have spoilers for the manga as well -Spoiler-Break is blind in this fic-Spoiler- Also I'm sorry if any of the characters seem out of character. I really did try my best. but somethings do get explained about certain changes in behavior later. I hope you enjoy it.
sooooo... Here we go~!
Gilbert had been staying at the Reinsworth estate for the past six days by Lady Sharon's request, until she could find a replacement for her personal servant. It was today that she had finally found a person capable of the role, which meant Gilbert would be returning to his master's side. Lady Sharon's former servant, a certain Xerxes Break, recipient of The Mad Hatter, had been ordered by the Lady to remain bedridden. Surprisingly the Hatter had done just that. (And it was bothering him that Break would not tell him why he had been bedridden. He had asked Sharon and she told him to ask Break.)
The fact that Break was remaining in his bed made Gilbert a bit worried. Gilbert had always worried about the Hatter, from his eating habits to his reckless behavior. It was like the Hatter was inviting death in his own inconspicuous way. And anytime Gil would try to talk to the Hatter about it, Break would brush off his concern and change the subject.
Gil had visited the Hatter a few times during his stay, each time Break refused to talk about himself or of the state of his health saying it was of no importance. And the last time he had went to visit Break; He was soundly sleeping, so Gil left him to sleep in peace.
Gil took out some paperwork he had to finish filling out for Pandora. He scribbled in details here and there for his report.
Break had waited until the dark shadows took over the room he lay in; He had a few things to do before the night ended, he knew his time was up; Gilbert would be leaving the next day. Sharon had come by earlier, announcing that she had a found a replacement for him. He was staying down the hall from the room Gil was staying in. Break didn't like that Sharon thought him so incompetent that she needed to replace him, but he couldn't go against her judgment. Her word was law, and he could not change her mind.
He stood from the bed and made his way to the door. He opened it having no problem remembering the exact place the knob should be located. He shuffled down the hall and turned left into the Hall with the Guest rooms. He had a few things to drill into Sharon's new bodyguard's head.
He reached the last room of the hall and knocked. He waited until he heard the man on the other side, "Come in." Break opened the door, stepping inside and letting the door close behind him, "Do I know you?" the man inquired.
"I suppose you wouldn't know me by my face, I'm the one you are replacing, dear boy."
"Oh," The atmosphere shifted to a tense and rigid feeling, the replacement was obviously a bit nervous in the Hatter's presence, "I-It's nice to make your acquaintance, Mr. Xerxes Break, I'm-."
"I care not about who you are. I want to know if you have a chain of your own, and I need a promise from you."
"I- y-yes, Sir. I have a chain of my own."
"Good, now promise me, you will never harm Sharon or let any harm come to her, you will die to protect her, if you are to truly replace me, she will become the most important thing in your universe. No one else will be more important than her. Promise me this, and maybe I won't kill you here and now."
"Yes, Sir. I understand, I promise. To keep her from harm is now my life's duty."
"Well, now that that is cleared up," Break chirped happily, shifting the mood considerably, "I'll leave you to rest. Good evening." He hated the man, but he didn't need to know that. He didn't trust him, but for Sharon's sake he gave the man the benefit of the doubt. Break turned and exited the room. He was in a foul mood. Now that would just not do, he wasn't about to let this evening be ruined by his hatred for his replacement.
Break needed something that would take his mind off things, what better distraction than Gilbert? He was going to head over to Gilbert's room anyway. He smirked and blindly made his way down to the Raven's room. He knocked politely then opened the door without waiting for Gil to allow him inside, "Oh Gilbert~!"
"Break?" From the sound of his voice, Gil sat at the desk at the right of the bed, reading maybe. Break assumed Gil hadn't even changed into his nightwear; he was probably caught up in a book and had forgotten the hour. Gilbert hadn't been expecting the Hatter. But his surprise faded quickly, he should have expected this from the Hatter, it wasn't like Break to say cooped up in his room.
"Who else would it be at this hour, Gil." He entered the room, closing and locking the door behind him. He shuffled over to the area where Gilbert sat, and back up until he felt the bed behind him, he sat down and looked up to the Raven, "I couldn't sleep… In fact I just came from that man's room." He spat out the last of his sentence in distaste.
Gilbert assumed he meant Benedict, Sharon's new man servant. Worry washed over the Raven for Benedict's safety, the Hatter could be unpredictable at times, actually almost all the time, "You didn't hurt him, did you?"
"No, I didn't. You worry too much." There was a stretch of silence between the two men; Gil relaxed a bit, taking Break's word. Something was off about the smaller man though; he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It hit Gil in the face when he realized.
"Where's Emily?" Gil asked, the doll was nowhere to be seen.
"She... She couldn't make it. To be honest Gil, I have a favor to ask of you." The Hatter stood up again, but slowly, making it look as if he needed to stretch out his legs.
Break's statement took Gilbert by surprise, Break almost never asked for "favors" and never left Emily behind, unless forced to do so. Despite commonly becoming annoyed by the Hatter's tricks and treats, he really cared for him, and this moment was no different "What do you need?" he asked somewhat annoyed, but also concerned.
"Well, it's something we can both benefit from, Gilbert," He said invading the Raven's personal space. This was a common enough occurrence that Gil thought nothing of the action until Break's face was in close proximity to his own face, "I want you, and you can use me."
"B-Break? Wha-what are you getting at?"
"Must I spell this out for you?" Break sat atop Gilbert, the two men were now face to face, "I want you to use me; I want you to fuck me like you want to fuck your little Oz, and I want you to let me take you the way you want Oz to take you. It's simple enough." Break's arms were tangled behind Gil's neck, Gilbert was trapped in the Hatters hold, and there was no backing away and stuttering out of this situation.
"Y-You c-can't be s-serious, Break."
"Do you need proof of how serious I am?"
"I-I…"
"Very well," Break pulled Gilberts face toward his own, they were now cheek to cheek, and Gilbert could hear Break's aroused breathing that tickled his ear. Then Break rutted up against the Raven. The Hatter smiled when he hears the hitch in Gil's breath, knowing his menstruation was working "I need this, Gilbert. Use me." The Raven could see no other way around this situation, but how could he just drop his thoughts for Oz and go along with Break, "Close your eyes, Gil. Imagine Oz… Now, touch me." Gil's hand hesitantly touched the opening of the nightshirt that Break wore. Could he really do this, and with Break no less?
"That's right," the white haired man encouraged. Gil's hand touch the skin beneath the shirt, it was warm and inviting, and he let his hand roam up Break's abdomen to his chest. Cautiously, Break let his arms come down, and began to unbutton the nightshirt. With the shirt now open, Gilbert could have free access to his body.
Gilbert tentatively bit down on the juncture of Break's neck, quickly gaining more confidence, "Gods, Gilbert!" The Hatter called out as he bucked into Gil. Gilbert could feel the straining hard-on as Break's hips sprang to life for a few moments, and he was sure Break could feel how aroused he had become. The worry of his arousal being felt left as thoughts of Oz consumed his mind. Everything he ever wanted to do he could finally do, and he bucked his own hips up and his arms swiveled around and held Break's body as close as it could get, and he sucked at the spot where he had bit down on, lapping at the now sensitive skin. Break could no longer hold back a hearty moan, "NNNNGHhh, Gil~! I need you,"
"Hold on," Gil started to get up. The Hatter wrapped his arms around Gil's broad shoulders, and his legs wrapped around Gilbert's hips. He stood up from the chair and he took the few steps it would take to reach the bed, Break was lighter than he had expected him to be, so it was easy enough to get to the side of the bed. He dipped down and gently place Break onto the sheets.
"You have on too much clothing, Gil. Get rid of it." The white haired man ordered. As he waited he took his own clothing off, he listened as Gil stripped, he heard the last of Gilberts clothing hit the floor, but Gilberts touch did not return, "No need to be shy, I can't see a thing, remember."
Gilbert was reminded of Break's failing health, he wondered if Break was in any condition to be doing this, and even if Break couldn't see his naked form, he was still embarrassed standing this way in front of the white haired man. But what bothered him most was that Break was not Oz, a slight pang of guilt showered over him "B-Break… I-I can't. I can't do this."
"Ah ah! Tonight," Break stood and touched Gil's chest, his hand roamed up around the Raven's neck, "Tonight I'm in place of Oz. You know how Oz feels about Alice, right? Oz will never return your feelings, He's in love with The Rabbit, so use me, have the release you could never have otherwise," Gilbert knew all of that. But even if Oz loved another, he couldn't help that it was in fact Oz he had fallen in love with. Maybe.. Just maybe, the Hatter was right. The Hatters logic made just a bit of sense, so Gilbert would comply with Break's request. He would allow Break to take him over the edge, an edge he'd been so afraid of crossing.
Break guides Gilbert to turn around and to sit on the bed. He pushed the Raven's chest, making him fall back onto his back. He climbed over Gilbert, hands roaming up Gilbert's muscular form. Oh, how long he had waited to do this to the Raven. "Close your eyes and think of Oz, He's all you need to think of," He waited until Gilbert's muscles relaxed to continue. He dipped down and touched his lips to Gil's. Break kissed the Raven and licked at his lips asking and waiting for permission. It didn't take long for Gil to get the idea, and he returned the kisses the Hatter gave him, but he was nervous to let Break deepen the kiss. Break took his time, egging on the Raven with his sinful lips, until he was finally allowed into the Raven's wet cavern. He tasted of Cigarettes and of something else that made him Gilbert, just as Break had expected. It was a magical mixture, and it intoxicated him completely. And all he knew was he wanted more of Gilbert.
Breaks hands circled over Gilbert's chest, and he let his finger circle down to one of the Raven's nipples. He toyed with the little nub in between his finger and his thumb until he earned a gasp and felt a shiver go down Gilbert's spine, he knew the heat of arousal would be pooling downward as he continued toying with the Raven's body. Break deepened the kiss allowing Gilbert to enter his mouth and explore. Sweet candy saliva mingled with the bitter taste of nicotine. The pale haired man took the opportunity to suck at Gilbert's wet digit, which earned him another gasp. At this time Gilbert wrapped his arms around Break's shoulders, forcing their bodies just a tad closer.
Break removed his hand from the Ravens chest and roamed lower, snaking his way down, he felt over Gil's muscular abdomen. His hand sank lower to caress the dark haired man's hips. They arched into his hand almost artfully. This was the body of the man he had lusted after for almost a decade, and he was beautifully sculpted, a perfect body handed down form whatever gods were out there. But tonight, this body would be his, and his alone, even if Gilbert was thinking of Oz, Break was convinced that this body will never be touched by the anyone else.
Break broke away from the kiss, "Do you want me to touch you?" His hand coming close, but never touching.
"B-Break." Gilbert was so frustrated at this point, He did want to be touched, Break knew that, but he had to stop and be a tease. He didn't want to think of this as Break, he wanted to think of Oz, so he wanted Break to talk as little as possible.
"Do you want me to touch you?" Break repeated.
"Nnghh, y-yes."
"Yes? Yes what?"
"B-Break! Please!" The Hatter was making it difficult to think about Oz. He kept saying think of Oz, to think of him, but Break's teasing forced Gil to come back to reality, that is was in fact Break, and not Oz that he was doing this with
"What is it you want, Gilbert?"
"G-Gods, Touch me, p-please!" Break complied and took Gilbert's member in his hand, the moment he touched Gil's erect member, Gilbert's brain stop. There was no more Break or Oz, there was just indescribable pleasure, "Oh!" Break stroked the dark haired man a few good times, and increased the pressure as the Raven bucked almost shamelessly into his hand.
Gilbert was so consumed in the pleasure he didn't notice as Break lowered himself so he now faced Gilbert's manhood. Break let go of Gil, and the Raven let out a moan of frustration but it caught in his throat as Break took the Raven's tip into his hot wet mouth. Gil's back arched off the bed as his eyes rolled back, he couldn't believe that the pleasure could get any better. His hands went straight into Break's silky hair. He pulled ruthlessly at Break's white locks, spurring the Hatter on further.
Break licked down the shaft of the Raven's manhood, and back up and then took the tip back into his mouth, making Gilbert a moaning mess under him. He smirked as he licked along the shaft again, and again. When he took the tip into his mouth for the third time Gilbert held him there, and guided him down. At this rate Break would have to deep throat Gil's manhood. Well there's a first time for everything, he supposed, and he let Gilbert fuck his mouth for a good minute, and it was an unbelievable turn on.
He couldn't have Gilbert cumming before he was ready, so the Hatter forced Gil's hands out of his hair and pinned them to the bed, and he let go of the Raven's shaft with a pop, "We can't have that now,"
"NNgghhhhhh," Gil opened his eye's trying to glare at Break, "B-Break!?" he mewled, trying to sound demanding, but it came out more like he was begging.
"Don't worry, It will feel like paradise when I'm done with you… You have lotion don't you?"
"Yeah, but what does that have-?"
"Where is it?"
"Ummm.." It was hard to think with a raging hard-on, "The.. Umm.. The drawer." He watched as Break reached out for the drawer, missing it completely until he found it. He opened the drawers and reached in feeling around until he found the bottle; he climbed onto Gilbert again with the bottle in hand, completely ignoring the open nightstand with a smirk on his face. He opened the bottle of lotion and put a generous amount onto his hand.
"If it hurts tell me." Break brought Gil's legs up and over his slender shoulders
"Wah-?" Gilbert was cut off as one of Break fingers slid into him. Gil adjusted slightly, then another finger was added, "Ahh."
"Does this hurt?"
"N-No, it's just… weird."
"Oh, good." Break pumped his two fingers in and out of the dark haired man ruthlessly until he was completely relaxed with the digits inside him, then added another finger. Gil stiffened a bit, "Just, relax." He tried his best to do as the Hatter had suggested, but it was a bit more difficult, but eventually he relaxed to the intrusion, "That's it, you're ready now."
"Hhhh, ready for what?" Break lathered his own manhood with the remaining lotion, and placed the tip to Gilbert, "Uh…wait!" Break ignored the plea, and slid himself slowly into Gilbert. It was so tight, and hot, the Hatter had trouble controlling himself.
Gilbert had completely stiffened as he was stretched over Break's manhood, he wondered how this could be considered pleasurable at all, it was more like torture, "You have to relax," Break cooed, Gilbert breathed heavily before he willed himself to relax, "Mmm, Gilbert…I'm going to move now, remember… Relax." Break gave him just a few more seconds of relaxation, then almost pulled out then bucked back into Gil's tight heat. Break grabbed the Ravens manhood and pumped him to get his mind off the pain. With a few good strokes he had Gilbert fighting to keep the moans in, Break could tell just by the erratic breathing of the Nightray. He pumped in and out a few times until he found that special bundle of nerves. Causing Gilbert to gasp loudly and arch his back further off of the bed, pressing into the white haired man. Break quickly memorized the spot and hit it every time he slammed back into Gil's heat. Gilbert was quickly reduced to a moaning, begging mess.
Break continued to hit that spot while pumping Gil's manhood, loving the mewls of pleasure Gil was producing. Gilbert's moaning became like a lovely song, one the Hatter had always dreamed of. The white haired man crooked forward and latched his mouth onto Gil's clavicle, biting, sucking, leaving his mark on the younger man. Gilbert held onto Break like his life depended on it, completely lost in the pleasure. He bucked into Breaks hand in rhythm with the white haired man, "Gods, Gilbert, I.. I'm so close." He knew the Raven would be close as well, knowing the man had been a virgin before tonight.
"I-Nnnghh!" was the only warning as Gilbert came all over their chests. The walls of Gilbert's heat tightened over Break, causing him to cum inside the heavenly Raven. Break slumped down on top of Gilbert, completely spent. Gilbert held the Hatter in his arms as they both caught their breath. The Hatter collected the remaining shards of his strength; He wasn't going let the night end here.
"Gilbert," Break says feeling the larger man wince as he pulled out of him.
"That.. that was-." Gil tried, completely breathless.
"Ah ah!" Break puts a finger upon Gilbert's lips to quiet him down, He didn't need to be told how great it had felt, he knew he had performed perfectly, "I'm not done with you."
"What? But we-!"
"Yes, I took you. But, now you have to take me." Hearing these words sent the heat back down to Gilbert's arousal.
"I don't-."
"Please," What was that? The Hatter begging for this? Gods, He was making this hard to say no to, "Please, I need you inside me. Gilbert, you want to go inside, don't you?"
Yes, there were times he had wanted to be the dominant, and here was Break, handing it to him on a silver platter. The Raven pulled the Hatter in, kissing passionately; he turned the Hatter over, taking control over the older man. The Hatter kissed back just as passionately, they deepened the kiss, exploring each other once again, ready to become one once again, and arms tangled together bringing each other closer and closer until they couldn't be any closer. As hips bucked into hips, both men were soon sporting hard-ons once again. They moaned into each other's mouths, letting the other know of their approval and need.
Gilbert broke the kiss, "I need to-"
"Mmmm. The lotion, don't bother prepping me, I can handle all of you." Gilbert blushed, wondering how many times Break had done this, and who it was with. "Remember, think of Oz." Gilbert grabbed the lotion bottle and squeezed out a hefty amount of lotion and lathered his manhood, groaning at the touch. O-Oz… Gods, if Oz were the one beneath him right now, his manhood twitched just at the thought. He aligned himself with the Hatter's heat, and tentatively sheathed himself within the tight heat that was the Hatter.
Break went rigid, it had been a while since he last had sex like this. He forced himself to relax. Gilbert had stopped all action, must've be scared to hurt the man he was inside of, "M-Move," Break ordered, kicking Gil into action.
Gilbert wanted desperately to think of Oz, but it was Break who he was in right now. However, Break was using him for his own sick pleasures, completely allowing Gilbert to use him as a substitute. Break didn't want Gilbert's thoughts. Oz… if this was Oz. Gil groaned, and began to move inside Break's heat. If he were in Oz. "Oz, Oz, Oz…"
That's it; Break relaxes even more into the touch hearing Gil's mantra. It broke his heart that it was Oz who had captured this man's attentions, but he prided himself in being his first fuck, something Oz himself will most likely never have. And what a shame that was, sex with Gilbert was beyond comprehension.
Break saw white as Gil runs into his nerve bundle, "Ahhh~! Right there." It takes a few times but soon Gil has the spot memorized, "Gods, touch me Gil!" Gilberts hand fumbled to Breaks shaft and took hold of the Hatter's manhood. Picking up the pace, Gil bucks forward frantically, pumping Break's shaft in time. Gilbert grunted as he hit the sweet spot over and over, Break now moaning lowly. The Hatter was so high on the pleasure he forgot all his concerns. The burning pressure quickly built into euphoric pleasure, "Nghh, Gil, I..I'm…"
Gilbert only quickened his actions, bringing Break over the top of ecstasy, cumming over their chests covering the spunk left over from Gilbert. Gil jerked a few more times into Break's heat moaning Oz's name as he came inside the Hatter.
To skip the ending for this version stop reading here, and continue to chapter 2
Break leaned against the headboard of the bed. If he had a cigarette he would have smoked it (he was half tempted to ask Gilbert for one), the smell of sex lingering on his skin as he basked in the satisfaction. Gilbert was another story altogether. He sat on the edge of the bed his hands covering his face, he couldn't believe he let go like that. How could he face Oz when he returned to his side? He was satisfied just as Break was, having sex with Break was even more amazing then he'd ever imagined, but the guilt of betraying Oz was weighing heavy on his shoulders.
"Relax Gilbert, you performed exceptionally well."
"B-Break," Gil warned, but it seems as if Break ignored it.
"Don't think too much about it, we both used each other. We both needed this, you know I'm right. We both needed some sort of release; it would have eaten away at us both."
"Break," He warned again.
"But, if I was totally honest… I wish it was my name you called out." Break spoke out vulnerably; normally he would never have said something like this, to show how he really felt about his Raven. Gilbert stiffened. It was Break's name he was supposed to have called out; after all it was Break who he had just had sex with. He was a fool to think he could use Break as a substitute for Oz.
"Break, this…this shouldn't have happened." He blurted out turning to face the older man, even though the angry face he was making wouldn't be seen. He averted his gaze to the sheets and repeated softly, "It shouldn't have happened." He looked up at Break, wondering how he would react.
He was looking off to the distance, "If that's how you want to see this." He had on a bittersweet smile as he finished his sentence. It was clear to him he wasn't wanted there any longer. He was happy this happened, even though he made Gil's inner turmoil worse. He didn't have much time left, and this was exactly what he had been wishing for during his last hours and he was completely thankful that Gilbert had played along perfectly, "Gilbert?"
"Y-Yes?" a blush crossed over Gils face as Break turned his head to face him; somehow Break was always able to make eye contact, despite being blind.
"Would you gather my clothes? I've basked in the aftermath far too long, I believe." Gilbert sat there not believing what he just heard. He was suddenly angry that Break was going to leave, but at the same time he had wanted Break to leave the second they had finished. Sensing Gilbert's hesitation, Break cocks his head to the side keeping eye contact with Gil, "That is what you want, right Gil?"
The raven stood up, "Y-Yeah, I .. Yeah that would be for the best." He spoke as he picked up the clothing on the floor that belonged to the Hatter, "Do you need help getting-?"
"I can dress myself," Break inched his way to the edge of the bed closest to Gilbert, "I'm not entirely useless now." He joked.
"Well, umm.. Here, your night shirt." He placed the fabric into Breaks awaiting hands, holding onto Breaks underpants and night-pants. Break felt over the shirt and snaked his arms through the sleeves. He ran his fingers along the buttons to find to highest one, and guided the button through the highest hole, then proceeded to button the rest of the shirt.
"My bottoms?"
"H-Here." He gave Break the rest of his clothing. Break felt over the two garments to ascertain which garment was which.
Break smiled, "Why don't you sit down, Gilbert." He patted the area next to him.
"I-I don't thi-"
"Just humor me this one last time. I promise I won't bother you too much in the future. I just want to sit with you before I go." Gil glared at Break in suspicion, he was obviously lying. Break lived to mess with other people, but with the end of Break's statement, it was hard to say no. Gil sighed in defeat and sat next to the Hatter. Break took his time redressing his bottom half, first he slipped on his underwear, "Haha, I wish I'd come to you earlier. This was a lot of fun, Gil." He cut off Gil's retort, "Hush! I know you regret this, Gil. So, it won't happen again." He had slipped on his pants and buttoned them up.
He turned to face Gilbert, "It's our little secret, and I'll take it to my grave." He reached out and found the Raven's shoulder, "You," His hand ran up Gil's neck, and he came in close, he would have his way with Gilbert one last time, as a goodbye, "Are so handsome, my beautiful Raven," He whispered as his hand stroked up the Ravens cheek and into his hair. Breaks other hand had come up to graze long Gil's strong jaw, and for one last time, Break's lips touched Gilbert's, before the raven could pull away.
Gilbert couldn't believe he was doing this again, right after he had vowed never to touch Break again. But there was something that kept him from pulling away from the Hatter. He let the Hatter's lips touch his own, and allowed the kiss to deepen again, fluttering his eyes closed. But before the kiss could become anymore heated, Break pulled away, "Forgive me, my Raven." Gil shivered at the intimate and possessive way Break had said his little pet name, which didn't go unnoticed by the Hatter. Gil opened his eyes to look curiously at the Hatter. Forgive him? For the kiss? Or was he apologizing for the entire evening?
"B-Break?" The Hatter had turned and was walking away. Gilbert sat on the bed and watched as Break left the room, feeling his way along the wall until he found the door knob. Gilbert wanted to help him back to his room, guide him through the doors and halls, but he knew Break would throw a fit, saying something like he can do things just fine; he wasn't a useless heap of bones. So he let the blind man find his way to his room on his own.
Gil cleaned himself up, and redressed himself. He began to wonder what Oz was doing right in that moment, probably eating some cookies, or sleeping like he should be. Gilbert brought his hand up to cover his face again, wondering why he let Break have his way with him.
Break walked down along the hall to follow another hall which would lead to his bedroom.
"Xerxes!" Sharon called from down the hall, "What are you doing up? You should be resting."
"Miss Sharon!" Break turned to face his beloved… what was she like to him, yes definitely a surrogate daughter, He cared the world about Sharon and would fight off demons to protect her, "I was just stretching my legs."
She walked up to the Hatter, "Well, let's get you back to your room," She took his arm and intertwined it with her own arm. Normally he would brush an invitation like that off and continue on his way, but he could never say no to Sharon, She was his master after all. So he let her walk him back to his room. He had wanted to say goodbye to her before he was gone as well, so this worked out in his favor.
When they reached his room he stopped and pulled her arm lengths away, "This is far enough, my Lady, Thank you for helping me back to my room." He caressed her cheek, "You've grown to be such a beautiful woman, my Lady." He leaned in and kissed the top of her head, "Good night." He patted her shoulder then retreated into his room. He closed the door and waited a few seconds, listening to her retreating footsteps.
He let his guard drop, holding himself up was becoming rather difficult at the moment, weakly made his way to his bed, and he dropped himself on top of the sheets, he pulled his limbs up onto the mattress, and he felt what little strength he had left leave him, an overwhelming sense of peace and well-being crashed over him. The Hatter closed his eye one last time and let himself go.
Gilbert awoke the next morning to screaming. He jolted up and ran down the hall, he expected a maid was being attacked. He turn down the hall on the right, the screaming was now sobbing. As he turned the corner he saw an open door, Break's room, and he ran inside it.
What he saw, he could never have prepared himself for. Sharon was collapsed on top of Break's lifeless body. She called out his name in vein; he wouldn't be able to hear her. A tray of food had been dropped at the foot of the Hatter's bed. Sharon continued sobbing loudly, clearly heartbroken.
A few seconds passed and Gil heard a loud gasp behind him, He turned. Liam had entered the room; obviously he had reacted to the screams just as Gilbert had. Liam back up against the wall, tears forming in his eyes.
Gilbert looked back to Break's still form, he was in complete disbelief. Break was such a strong person, he thought the Hatter invincible at times. It was a strange feeling now realizing that was an absolute lie. Then it hit Gilbert that everything that happened last night was Break's strange way of saying goodbye and probably his way of doing the thing that he would regret not doing before he died. Gilbert was overwhelmed with a strange sense of regret, now realizing; it really should have been Break's name that he had called out last night.
owo I hope you enjoyed it! till next time~!