Hey guys! Welcome back to another story of mine that I've been working on. I'm proud to present this Gowland FanFic (love the guy. He doesn't get enough love!) I opted to cut it up into chapters because... well... I kinda left the story choppy so I felt it was better to cut it up into chunks rather than feel the jarring effects of moving from place to place without a good transition. There will be 5 chapters in total (working on the 5th right now so almost done).

My next point is that the style in this first chapter is different for my usual fics. Sorry if you don't like it but you might be glad to know that in the next chapters, everything will mostly go back to my normal writing style because I cannot continue doing this style. If you liked this style, I'm sorry that I couldn't keep it up.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.

Thanks for reading.

Every now and again, the stars align. When this happens, a beautiful love is formed. A bond between fated lovers grows into something to behold. One such couple in the land of Wonderland received the blessing of the stars. They were happy together as their fated bond grew- blossoming much like a flower.

Unfortunately, there was one mischievous star that looked down upon the love and smiled. He had grown bored of the life of a star and saw an opportunity of entertainment. It wasn't long after the love began to bloom under the blessing of the stars that the bored star crossed the line. The couple became star-cross'd – a sad fate indeed. For alongside the crossing of the star comes chaos and tragedy.

Before tragedy could befall the couple, they sat together- alone- within the room of the gentleman. A slight grin graced his lips as he listened to the marvelous melody. The masterful (or so he believed) musician waved her fingers along the keys of the piano in a way that soothed the man. There was nothing more he wanted than to be there, with her, and listening to her play.

Of course you must realize that this love was not always as it seemed. When the lovers first met, it was not as lovers should. The stars were being lazy. They didn't notice the spark between the fated lovers. And so the lazy stars' folly leads to a tale that is somewhat lackluster, at least at first. That is why this tale begins here- right before the chaos that the crossing star ensues. Right where Alice Liddell plays her music for the man she loves.

Music wasn't her talent. Actually, she was far from having talent in music in the first place. Her skills, however, shined brighter than those of her lover, Mary Gowland, whose music could kill the ears of any passerby. So she played in his stead.

"Your playing can always sooth these weary, old bones," the man said as he stretched along the couch. "It's just the thing I need after an exhausting day of work."

"I'm sure it only sooths you because it is me who is playing," the girl answered. She knew she was far from a master musician, but still she played for him. Any music she played was better than anything he could produce. (Though I must insist you understand that this is not the only reason she plays. She cares for him greatly and takes much pleasure in knowing that something she can do- something so simple as playing the piano- can help the busy park owner in some way.)

"Ah, yes. The music is more soothing when it is played with love in every note," he responded cheerfully. He closed his eyes and silently listened to the piano's sound. Alice paused her movements for a moment before continuing. That wasn't really what she meant. It was true she loved him but that isn't the reason the music is soothing. The music is soothing because it is music rather than just the noise that his hands produced. She continued to play in silence until the end of the song. Her performance was over. She prepared to leave the stool upon which she sat to play but was caught by his strong hands.

"It would be nice if we could play a duet," he stated, placing his hands on her shoulders.

"And just how would you relax if we played a duet? This is your time to relax; it's your break."

"That is why I wish you would come to live here, Alice," he sighed, somewhat regretfully. "If you lived here, we could be together more often."

So cruel the fates should have it, the lazy stars were too late to fix their mistake. By the time the stars noticed the lovers spark, Alice had already accepted to take residency in another territory. Alice housed herself within the enemy's home- The Hatter's Mansion.

"I can't just leave them after they have been so good to me," Alice responded. This was not the only reason she had not left the Mansion, however. She feared that if she ever did leave to live at the Amusement Park, her friends at the Mansion would take it as her choosing sides. She did not want to make her friends her enemies- they were the Mafia after all.

The man sank to his knees in defeat; he couldn't find it in himself to force her to move even though it was what he wanted most in this world. His arms wound around the girl's waist as he rested his head at the small of her back. He spoke with a small, sad voice. "When you are good and ready, my arms will be open and waiting."

This was how many of their private meetings ended, cutting short the time the couple spent together. Alice, who lived at the house of the enemy, must leave. Every time, this part made the man's clock heart ache as he watched his beloved leave. He still would not force anything upon her and instead looked upon these fleeting moments as much like the time the sun rises and sets in Alice's original world (as in this world, the sun rises and sets at random and sometimes the sun doesn't set while it rises many a time). For when Alice arrived to visit, it was like the sun was rising- bringing light upon his cold and lonely day. And when she leaves, the sun once more sets upon his bright and happy day to leave; welcoming the cold and loneliness again- for Alice is his sun.

Little did he know that this farewell- that this setting of his sun- would be the last.