Once again, children, OC is just an antagonist. She has no romantic impact on the story whatsoever. That's for Blood and Alice. ...for the first couple of lines for tis fanfic, just bear with me. It'll get better quickly, I promise.
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C'mon, Alice, you can do it!
Three words, just three little words that could (possibly) turn someone's whole world upside down.
Or maybe even two someone's.
But only if this worked.
Swallowing hard, Alice bit her bottom lip and approached the doors to the balcony, pulling on the golden handle of the door. She paused for a moment to go over her plan before walking through the threshold.
Just three words she had to say, three simple words...
But than, as she walked out onto the balcony, her entire plan went completely awry. For one thing, he was standing there, looking calm and collected as he always did, his top hat tilted slightly to one side and his chin rested on the palm of his hand. He was standing by the edge of the balcony, looking at the sunset in a way that was close to cynical, bored even. She felt her breath catch in her throat when he looked at her, his icy blue eyes boring deeply into her own in a way that made it ridiculously hard to breath.
"Well if it isn't the young miss." Blood's voice sounded colder than usual, an icy storm that made the hairs on the back of Alice's neck stand on end.
Ignore it. It's just your nerves... Now come on, you've got to tell him.
"Blood... listen. And please take me seriously, alright?" She bit her bottom lip and took a couple of steps toward him, unsure.
He raised one eyebrow, smirking. "Don't I always? Even though you are a lying seductress, I really do pay attention the utmost attention to everything you say."
"This is isn't a joke, Blood!" Her hands balled up into fists.
"Of course not." He cocked his head to one side, his smirk disappearing as if suddenly realizing that she was being serious, "Does the young miss have something to tell me?"
"Yes, actually. I..." Alice hesitated, a deep crease forming between her eyebrows.
Hurry it up! You can't just wait for someone else to do it for you!
"You..?" Blood prompted.
"The truth is, I really like...I-I love you!" She managed to squeak out, refusing to look Blood in the eye. Finally, after a long pause of silence she risked a peek through her eye lashes at the Mafioso, who hadn't changed position since her confession. Eventually, when she couldn't stand the silence anymore she managed a soft, "Well...?"
"Well what? Why should your confession make a difference to me? I'm not interested in stupid little sluts who think that they can have their way with any man that so much as looks at them." He sneered.
Alice felt tears welling in her eyes and clutched the balcony behind her for support. That wasn't what she believed, was it? She just hadn't been expecting such a horribly cold rejection from him.
And suddenly Blood had turned into her ex, and she was back at her house, watching as he and Lorina kissed.
"Sorry, Alice... But you're really just not that pretty! I mean, I like you and all, but your sister... I mean, god, she's just so perfect, you know?"
Yes. I know. Alice wanted to answer, but she couldn't. Her tongue was stuck. And now she was with Blood again, except this time he was facing her, his face merely an inch away from hers.
"Who would want you? You're ugly, you're plain, what guy in his right mind would ever even look at you?" He said disdainfully.
She opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came out. She clutched at her throat and tried to scream but nothing, nothing came out, she was just going to have to stay like this, listening, always listening, to whatever someone else had to say. Because they had already listened to her. And now it was her turn.
No matter how painful the words, she had always listened to them.
As she watched, Blood began to speak again, his face an unreadable mask, "Onee-san, wake up! Oneeeeeeeee-san! Onee-san, come on, we want to play with you!"
Alice awoke in surprise, drenched in sweat, and gasping for breath. She was in her bed at the hatter's mansion, nothing had changed. She hadn't confessed to Blood. He hadn't rejected her.
Just a dream, just another nightmare...
She seemed to be having those a lot, lately. But why, why did always have to be Blood, and why did he always have to be rejecting her? Ever since Alice had realized that she cared, in that way, about the mafia boss she had been having the sam. Nightmare, the same thing happening again and again.
Every night...
The twins bounced up and down on her bed, dragging her back to the present.
"We want to play, onee-san!" They pouted, "Come and play with us!"
"S-Sure..." Alice murmured, still a bit shaken, "Just let me go and get dressed first..."
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A few minutes later, Alice hurried down stairs to breakfast, dressed in her usual blue-and-white attire.
"Good morning, Alice!" Said Elliot cheerfully, munching on some carrot pastry or another.
"Good morning!" She responded, smiling back at him before setting down in the only available seat at the table. Which, she couldn't help but notice, was directly next to the last person she wanted to talk to.
"Did the young miss sleep well?" Blood asked over his cup of tea, raising his eyebrows at her.
I swear, that man never eats or drinks anything but that stuff!
"Quite well, thank you." She responded politely, "Did you?"
"Why yes."
After a pause of awkward silence, Alice quickly piled some food on her her plate and began to eat, ignoring the slight pain in her chest.
If you want to talk to him, just start up a conversation, idiot!
But she couldn't. It was just so...impossible. Ever since he had brought her back to Wonderland things had been so different between them. Blood still flirted with and made advances on her, but it was almost like he was only doing it because he had to.
Maybe he's just realized that you're not worth his time and effort.
Biting her bottom lip, Alice risked a peek at Blood, who appeared to be completely absorbed in drinking his tea. She bit down a frustrated sigh.
Honestly, what happened to us?!
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"I'm going back to my study," Blood announced, standing up from the table. "Would the young miss care to join me?"
If I can just get her alone...
"O-Of course!" Alice said nervously, standing up quickly to follow him. Smirking, Blood offered her his arm and they walked down the carpeted halls toward his office.
Why does she sound so nervous? Has she already guessed what's going to happen? Am I being predictable?
Scowling, Blood silenced his annoying, unhelpful thoughts and decided to study Alice instead. Cocking his head to one side, he scrutinized her with his eyes. From her huge teal eyes to her soft, pink lips everything about her was just so innocent.
That was the first thing he had ever noticed about her. Her innocence. The next thing he had noticed was the way it made him feel. It made him want to tease her. It made him want to kiss her. It made want to touch her...
Over time, he had realized that he just wanted her. It was such a simple solution for such a complicated problem that he really hadn't known what to do with himself. Before, he had flirted with her, had teased and made advances on her like it was the most natural thing in the world. And it had been enough.
But, for some reason, it just wasn't anymore.
He had thought that just so long as she lived in his mansion, just so long as he could do with her as he pleased he would be perfectly happy. But it had taken so long for him to realize that he just couldn't anymore, because if he kept playing with her, he would only shove her farther and farther away. And besides, there was only so much you could do, so far you could go, with flirting and petty advances.
He wanted more.
And he was Blood Dupre, leader of mafia. He always got what he wanted.
When they reached the entrance to his study, Blood pulled open the open the door and held it open courteously for Alice. She gave him a little smile before walking inside and immediately going over near his bookshelves, as if on reflex. Calmly shutting the door behind him, Blood followed her inside. Noticing her eyeing a certain book with curious bindings, he couldn't help but smile a little.
Her and her books...
"Feel free to look around." He said lightly, going over to sit at his desk. Then, he picked up a pen and a sheet of paper, acting as if he was planning on getting some work done. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as Alice ran her fingers gently over the binding of the book she had been looking at, reading the title and drawing her eyebrows together in confusion. He couldn't help but wonder what exactly she was looking at.
Standing up from his seat, he gently slid the chair away from the desk so that it made no sound at all before silently creeping up behind the girl, who was incredibly absorbed in examining he book in her hands. Peeking over her shoulder, Blood read the title out loud, wondering what was so special about it.
"Alice in Wonderland."
Alice looked up with a start, spinning toward him so that her back now faced the bookshelves, "Ah...y-yes...I don't recall this book being here before..." Her eyebrows scrunched together and she worried at her bottom lip.
Damn, she's cute.
Before he even knew what he was doing, Blood had taken a step forward, leaning toward her in such a way that she had to move backwards, into the bookcase.
"Alice in Wonderland, hmm? What an interesting book title..." Catching a pice of his hair in one gloved hand, he smiled at her cooly, "I wonder if the main character in this book enjoys seducing men, too." He was almost surprised by the words that had come out of his own mouth. He hadn't meant to say that. It had just sort of...come out. Almost like a reflex.
Oh well...too late to change my mind, now.
"For your information, I do not seduce men, and neither does the main character in this book!" Furiously, Alice glared at him, her hands balling up into fists.
"Oh dear... Is the young miss upset?" He smirked, dropping her hair and instead placing his hands on either side of her head, caging her in. She flinched, but refused to back down, pulling herself to her full height.
"Let me go, Blood."
But he wasn't finished. Cocking his head to one side, Blood continued to insult her, "It's funny," he said slowly, leaning toward her even more than before, "The way you always love to pretend that you're so innocent," His voice lowered to a whisper as he breathed right into her ear, "Even though you're the one that cheated on you ex, right? I'm sure he was just so sick of you going about, pleasuring other men-"
Crack! Alice's hand connected with his cheek, her expression unreadable. Furiously, he glared at her, a red mark staining his left cheek.
For someone so small, she sure can throw a damn good punch!
"You don't know anything." She whispered, moving away from him toward the door.
He opened his mouth to say something, his carefully composed expression barely concealing the ice cole fury seething beneath his facade. But he never got the chance.
"Blood!" The door to the study slammed open. In the threshold stood Elliot, breathing hard and clutching at the door frame. "Blood!" He gasped, looking worried, "Blood, there's something you should see..."
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Nightmare looked at the woman sitting across from him cooly, "You understand what you're to do, correct?"
"Of course." She replied smoothly, a little smirk teasing the corner of her mouth, "They won't even know what hit them."
"Good..." Nightmare looked away, worrying.
"Relax~" The woman slid her feet onto the table, leaning back in her chair, "It's as good as ours."
"Right." He murmured nervously, "I'm counting on you, Anastasia."
The woman grinned and stood up, stretching her arms above her head as she peered at something on the table. It was a picture of Blood and Alice that had been taken at the market. Alice was scowling, and looking away from the mafia boss who was smirking and reaching toward her, as if to hold her hand.
"It's really a shame, though." Anastasia sighed, "They're really such an adorable couple..."
Sauntering toward the door, she paused for a moment to look back at Nightmare, "They won't be for long, though~!"
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I probably shouldn't be starting another story, should I? Oh well... Oh, and for some random person who maybe can't figure out how to pronounce the word (or is just to lazy to figure out how to pronounce the word) Anastasia, it's pronounced like this: Anna-stae-ja except the ja sound has kind of a bit of the sh sound to it... So yeah.
