Yay! I finished Pandora Hearts on Christmas and I loved it so much I had to make a fanfiction~ I'm still not quite sure what to rate it since 13-year-olds are too young to go that far into a kiss so for now it's only rated M. I'm still not done with this chapter but this story should only be at least 3 chapters. Hopefully... :3 Anyway enjoy~! Please review! Thankies!

Two 'Colds' Make A Warm

Oz could feel her hand stroke down his body. There on the full sized bed lay Alice on Oz in a somewhat locked position. Her hand moved with such pleasure from the his smooth, blond, soft hair down to his hip. Her free hand held both his hands above his head so he could make no hit or escape. Her legs locked on his.

"Oz..." Alice's voice had such a beautifying calm to it. Her face was gentle like a petal, and fresh like a brand new start of the day. Just like the first time, she paced her lips to his and gave a soft kiss. Only a kiss. Once again, just like last time Oz's thoughts froze only returning the kiss. Only a kiss, but just a tad bit further.

Of course, the kiss paced on its own. It didn't stay only a kiss. It didn't stay lip to lip. Pacing on its own, opening and closing, afraid to move a bit further. In and out, they both did the same at the same steady pace. Finally, enough to trust with the level they were at now, Alice let go of Oz's hands and wrapped her arms around his back. Oz stroked her hair, as if he were gently petting a black rabbit's fur. They both started to have fun with this lip to lip, and tongue to tongue kiss. Even so, Oz and Alice didn't let go of each other only because neither of them wanted to speak words. As if the silent night would speak for them. As if the moon light and star light would give them happiness looking down. They were themselves. Not the stars, the moon, or the glistening of the light could show or tell them. Not even all the universe combined could because they were just them. Nothing could tell them which way to go, it is okay to be just who you are. Not were but are. Not was but is. You can change the past into the present.

If only, if only, they could reach more air. A kiss, no, not just a kiss, but a story without words, didn't give enough air to go on forever. If only, if only. It was a song that sang in a 'cold' heartbeat. In their 'cold' heartbeat.

They both stared at each other with such amazement. They could see the reflection of themselves in each others eyes, obviously blushing. The silence that filled the room, it gave them such a stare. That is, until Alice broke the silence with a soft chuckle wanting to laugh. Her pink cheeks and her smile, her quiet laughter, it was astonishingly beautiful in Oz's sight. But not with just eyes, it was more than he saw in his eyes, it was something nobody could explain how he saw her. How beautiful she looked. It was just utterly precious and beautiful. He gave a slight smile to her, a smile that came from her irresistible beauty. He wasn't look from her outside, but he could see inside. He didn't love her because of what he saw on the outside, he could see inside, he loved her for who she was. The laughter that she gave off, her smile, her personality, Alice was Alice and Oz loved her for that. It was all the same for Alice as well. The emotions Oz gave, each and every one of them filled with such a unique atmosphere. Oz never gave up, he was his own stubborn self time to time, and in somehow good way. The determination through each conflict, his determination. His determination to resolve it. Where his determination came from, he knew almost everything when came to emotions. Then again, Oz is Oz and being Oz, nothing can compare. He was Alice's Oz.

Alice instantly stopped laughing when a thought crossed her mind. The grin off her was just wiped away as she kept thinking and thinking about.

"Alice?" Oz stared at her face that seemed to be staring off into space. After moments and moments of silence Oz finally brought his hand to rub against her cheek. "Neh, Alice, are you okay?"

"Eh?" Alice snapped out of her thoughts finding herself staring back Oz from the position they were in the first time. Only difference was that Alice didn't have her arms wrapped around him and Oz only had one hand on her back from stroking her hair. Alice's hands were right at the side of Oz which held her up. For example, if she moved one hand after another, she'd be crawling.

Alice gave another grin with that upbeat look she always had. A face saying she's ready to take anything on. She got off Oz and tiptoed away from Oz with the same grin on her face. Oz, while he could, sat up watching Alice tiptoe away with a curious look. Going farther and farther away until she reached the door and there she made a halt staring at Oz.

"Alice, where are you going?" He asked with such stupidity, really having no idea where she was going, or what she was planning to do.

"Jiiiii-" She gave her chibi looking face along with that jii. Quickly, she exited the room. Oz stayed silent for a moment.

"What was that about?" Oz jumped off the bed and started marching toward the door. That is until Alice came back in with her I-can-do-anything grin. Half of her body was in the room, and the other hiding behind the door.

"You ready, Oz?"

"Eh?"

Alice kicked the door all the way open slamming it against the wall.

"Alice don't make so much noise..! It's the middle of the ni-" When he saw what Alice was hiding he didn't know if he was suppose to hide or eat it. From the grin on Alice's face, it probably meant he was suppose to hide, but unfortunately, his reflexes were just a tab bit too slow.

""Let's get cherry pie!" Here I come, Oz!" She instantly threw the cherry pie at his face.

"W-Wait a second, Alice!" Splat! The pie was perfectly thrown at him covering his face with the whole pie.

"You really didn't see that coming, did ya, Oz?" Alice giggled and giggled away.

Oz gripped the pie and got what could be left in his hand. Cherries rolled down his face and fell down to the floor. His face was covered in who knows what.

"Oh yeah, Alice?" With what was left of the pie he threw it back at Alice. Though, unlike Alice his aim wasn't perfect and it ker-splatted somewhere he didn't mean for it to go. Just above her stomach and below her neck. Alice looked down, not at the floor but to where the splat was. As she stared and stared Oz could feel a demonic aura around her form. Alice glared at Oz with her nerve point. Oz knew it was a fight now.

"Wait a second, Alice! I'm not the one who start-" Of course, Alice cut him off with her charging. It was a battle.

Oz managed to dodge her first charge which blew herself on the bed. Alice got back on her feet and charged over and over falling each time Oz dodged her. Finally, tired of charging and charging after each time failing she pulled out her scythe. Oz couldn't believe she really pulled it out just because he had a horrible aim, so he wiped off all that who know what it gave off cherry pie. And there she was holding her scythe in her hands with her I-can-do-anything grin.

"Alice..."

"Try me."

Alice came with full speed ready to slice through. He stared at Alice with her scythe and waited for the right moment.

"Okay then! Let's go!" Oz charged back despite it being a small room and before Alice could even move her scythe, Oz extended his arms out and tackled her the ground making lose grip of her scythe. Then, it disappeared. They were both in the same position when they were kissing, but this time it was the other way around.

"Neh, Oz. If we were fighting then why did you tackle me to the ground and lock me in the same position I locked you in?"

"You should know the answer, Alice." Oz gave a slight smile. Alice gave a chuckle and smiled back.

Oz slowly brought his face closer to hers as he slowly closed his eyes. Alice, knowing what he was going to do, relaxed her body and softened her face doing the same. Lip to lip, it was what people say is a kiss. Though, this kiss wasn't just a lip to lip, tongue to tongue kiss, it was like an oath. Ever so peaceful and irresistible. It infested their emotions with the feelings of love and romance. They both softened up inside letting Oz do the same what Alice did when they were at that level. His hands held her head and Alice wrapped her arms, this time, around his neck ever so gently.

"What was all that ruckus about?" Gilbert ran in at the point where he stood at the open door.

"That's right. You should be making so much noise in the middle of the night." Break calmly came along, that is until he saw what Gilbert did. "Oh my..." They watched them pressing their lips against each other with no words to say. They were stunned. Oz and Alice did not stop their kissing even though they knew Gilbert and Break were there. It was their oath, their love, their warmth. The cold they felt, it would slowly fade away as they stayed together. Nothing was wrong with being Alice and nothing was wrong with being Oz. Oz was Oz and Alice was Alice. It is astonishing to be yourself with the one you love truly and dearly.

Yay! I finished chapter 1! Okay, now that I think about it.. This fanfiction will probably only be 2 chapters long. I don't know for sure, but I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thank you so much for reading this! Please take it to your liking! Reviews are a love!