A/N hey, welcolme to Rukia in Wonderland! This is my first story on here and I'm really exicted to be writing this. Mostly because I like pairing Rukia up with everybody and anybody. btw, I'm going to make this soMewhat similar to Heart no Kuni no Alice, just because that makes more pairing opprotunities. Rating will go up in time, so prepare yourself for a whole lot of lemony goodness between Rukia and well...everyone. :)
Anyways, thank you for reading!
"Hades could not replenish the festering hole the sweet Prosperpine left in his dark heart. All he could think of doing was taking her from her world to sate his growing, selfish need-"
"How provocative, sister. Are you sure we should be reading this?" She put a hand to her mouth in mock horror. "What would mother think!"
Her elder sibling tossed the novel at her and her sarcastic tone. Rukia lounging on the spring grass, streched and laughed. It was rare to see her eloquent, cool-natured sister become flustered; and Rukia took every chance she got see it.
And knowing her weakness for inapropriate romance novels was ideal to draw teasing from.
Sitting up and leaning against a mapple, Rukia suddenly had the most peculiar vision pop in her mind. What if dogs sarted up on their hind legs and started walking their humans? She pictured a butt-naked man walking on all fours being guided by a labrador with spectcles and a petty coat.
Giggles escaping her lips at the thought, a stern glance from her sister told her to refrain from her daydreaming.
Of course, consequently, it was quite impossible to keep her from her mind wandering; but still her sibling, as Rukia's educator, tried fruitlessly during every lesson,
to no avail.
Yet, there was something charming about the distant look Rukia got, as if her spirit was far away at some magical, fasinating place while he body stayed behind in the dull dregs of reality. It was a sin to break her from her reverie before the adventure ended, so she patiently waited for her undaunted attention again, usually preocupied with one of her guilty pleasures.
And why not let her mind wander? After all, there was little time for her to free before she was dragged into the mundane life as a respected housewife. Lord knows that it will kill her free soul slowly until she'll be nothing like her former self.
She didn't want that for her Rukia.
It could't be helped, she supposed. Their parents were obbsessed with perfected image, and they'd rather slit their own throats than let their daughter make fool out of herself. Gossip was an addictive poisen everyone drank in and spread, and any hint of it was absorbed into the public and exploded into chaos.
So let her daydream. Todays lessons were tidious and irrevalent anyways.
The two sisters sat in a comfortable silence, each engrosed in their own thoughts. Rukia, just finishing slaying a dragon within her minds eye, finaly focused her attention to her teacher.
"What are we doing for lunch, Sister? I'm possitivly famished." Rukia was following with her eyes the path of a butterfly, wings etched with black and purple.
Hisana stood, sweeping an elegant gaze across the park, and stretching her cramped limbs.
"I'll go back to the house and fetch us something. While I'm gone, finish reading the literature."
"Mmmm..." Rukia murmmered absently, playing with the stubborn bang imbetween her eyes.
Hisana sighed, but a fond smile settled on her perfect mouth. She walked on with a certain grace that her younger sister could never match, eyes of young suitors following her form.
Rukia looked after her beloved sister, a sigh of her own escaping her. Would she ever be as perfect as her beautiful, older sibling?
Dismissing this thought, Rukia closed her eyes and folded her hands over her flat stomach. Ignoring her teachers assignment, she decided a nice nap would suffice until lunch came.
Pleasantly she started drifting away, dream ravens scwacking to an ice palace of some faraway plane...
Loud rustling issued very near her, not particularly noisy, yet it disturbed her. Her dreams turned to snakes crawling under her skin, suffrocating her, delving into places that she didn't dare question.
The vivid violation bolt her upright, cheast heaving. Franticly she looked around for the slithery creatures on the parks grass floor, but none were seen. Instead her eyes found a pair of shiny black shoes, standing not a foot away from her.
"Hnnn..."
Slowly, very hesitently, she slid her gaze up to a man, crouched down to her level. A queer grin to match the devils streatched from ear to ear, eyes narrowed into chilling slits. His pale hands were clasped behind him, a mock pleasantry. Shaggy silver white hair fell into those creepy eyes, and big round glasses fit onto his narrow nose. She looked up and was terrified to see the white ears of a rabbit protrude from his head.
She dug her back into the tree, desprate for personal space.
The man/bunny raked a hungry gaze down her form through that narrow gaze, from the bow in her hair to her thigh-high tights. A tounge flicked out of his mouth and he wet his lips, making the errie grin grow further.
She shivered absently.
Seeing this, the rabbit man cocked his head to the side, like a questioning dog.
Eyes wide, Rukia opened her mouth to ask the obvious.
But before he gave her the chance, he seized her in one fluid jerk, throwing her over his thin shoulder. She sheiked out in alarm, beating her tiny fists on his back.
What th hell?
"What are you doing!" She screamed.
The man chuckled, making her blood freeze.
"Why Rukia dear," he drawled, walking. "I'm bringing you home."
Horrified, she fought with all her might against the kidnapper, in vain. His hands were clasped uncomfortably tight around the bare of her thighs, and somthing told her he was content on keeping them there.
Then, she saw the hole. It was a wide, gaping thing, and she found in entirly unlikely that it's always been sitting there, in the middle of a public park. He went strait twords it, readying for the jump.
"Wait!" She wailed, stomach turning to lead. "You can't possibly be thinking of-"
Smirking again, he plunged into the darkness.
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