Okay! Hi, its byrdie! I'm taking a break from Leaving so I decided to write something else.
WARNINGS: (I'm only doing this once…because I'm lazy…) If you already haven't noticed the title is ALICE walker. Alice? Don't get it? Okay fine, FEMALE! Allen. YULLEN, not yoai because Allen is a GIRL in here.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own D. Gray Man in any way shape or form. I also do not own Penelope, if any of you have ever seen that movie? Yah, well it's my inspiration to write this story.
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All I could hear after the frightened gasp from the man was the slamming of the heavy wooden door, the stomping of running feet, and then finally, the shattering of the large stained glass window at the end of the hall.
Mother dragged herself into the room, "Again! What is wrong with you Alice? What are you doing? That's the 18th suitor! 18th!" She sighed. "Can't you do something right for once? Don't you want to be normal?" She scowled at the my deformed arm. "Look at that! Disgusting!"
"I-I'm sorry Mother. I j-just walked in and h-he ran," I stuttered.
"No, no, say no more." She waved her hand at me. "Try harder! You just keep… oh, I don't know. Scaring them off!" She sat down on the expensive antique loveseat. "Alice, you have to get married, and to a blue-blood. It's a must!"
"Y-yes, Mother, I'll try." I climbed my spiral stairs into my room, my cat, Beau, was sitting there, waiting patiently for me to open the door. "Beau, I scared off another man. Am I really that ugly?" Beau looked at me skeptically, as if to say. "No, of course not, you're as beautiful as my name."
I guess I should start off by introducing myself to you. My name is Alice Walker. My Mother's name is Lynne and my Father's name is Mana. We live in London, England. My Father is the grandson of a great Duke, and he was an only child so all of the inheritance became his, my mother was the daughter of a Queen. Now, you might wonder what that has to do with my deformity. It has everything to do with it. I'll tell you the story.
When my Great Grandfather was very young, he was to marry a noblewoman, but he had fallen in love with one of his maids. When his mother found out, she was banished from the household and the connections between the Great Grandfather and she were cut. My Great Grandfather married the noblewoman, but ever day he thought of that maid. Now the maid's mother happened to be the town Witch. Soon after the Great Grandfather got married, he received word that she had died, jumped of f a cliff, it read. He was devastated, but the Witch was more. She came to him and told him this. "The next born daughter of your family will be cursed with the arm and eye of a devil!" My Great Grandfather was a religious man, he prayed and prayed that his child would be a boy, and much to his luck it was. His son, bore a son, which bore another son. Then it comes down to me. My Father's son died as soon as he was born. My Father knew this to be a bad sign, he didn't believe in curses, but he could never be too sure. When I was born, he was terror stricken. The Curse had come true.
All the tabloids and magazines wanted to know, What did Mana Walker's daughter look like?
I was kept inside and away from all other human life, besides my Mother, Father, and Beatrice, my Nanny, and the Butler, Borace.
I remember asking my Mother why I wasn't allowed to be with other children.
"They might get you sick. You're too fragile." She would say every single time. So in my room, just to bring a bit of the outdoors in, my Mother and Father had a small garden installed in the sun room. And just to keep me happy, they also had a small waterfall like structure put in my room.
When I was young my day consisted of me taking French lessons, English lessons, Math, Geography, and Science. Beatrice was my tutor. Science was my favorite class, because all we did was go to the sun room and look at all of the different plants that had been planted there. It seemed like a new plant was put in every week. I could name all of them in alphabetical order right now. Amaryllis, Anthurium, Bouvardia, Button pom, Calla Lilly, Casablanca Lilly, Cornflower, Daffodil, Daisy (Those were put in by me, Mother doesn't know about them yet.) Delphinium, Eremurus, Freesa, Fuji Mum, Gardenia, Genistra, Gloriosa Lilly, Heather, Ixia, Leptospernum, Lilac, and so on, but my favorite flower of all time is the Stephanotis. It looks just like a star, just like the star on my forehead, the one that everyone thinks is a curse.
I walked into the bathroom and stared at my reflection, "Am I really that ugly?" My skin was pale and I had grey blue eyes, that was considered pretty was it not? But then the scar and my white hair ruined that entire picture. It was pretty to have blond hair, not white! White was for old people! I frowned at my sad reflection.
If only I had ocean blue eyes and blond hair, if only I were a little more tan, if only my arm wasn't this, disgusting! If only I wasn't born and the son had lived, then my parents wouldn't have to go through this. I sighed sadly. I can't get anyone to love me, no matter how large my dowry. I could give them our whole estate and millions of pounds. I still wouldn't be able to get married. My sad monologue in my head was interrupted by my Mother's voice.
"Alice! Come down here! You've got another one!"
Just how much more of this could I take? No, no, I couldn't take anymore of it! I walked out of my room and looked down from the top of my stairs. Standing there was a young man. He didn't look English, Chinese maybe? No, I wasn't sure, but I was sure that as soon as he saw my face, he would slam the guest room door, run down the hall, and jump through the window. That's how it happened every time. Unless my Mother had decided to fix up the window with shatterproof glass, then they would have to try to escape through the front door…
"Alice! Come down here! Hurry up, he doesn't have all day!" My Mother called.
I snapped out of my trance. "Coming!" I wouldn't even bother to try and hide my face. I hopped down the stairs, and saw my Mother and the new suitor standing in the foyer. "Hello, nice to meet you, my name is Alice." I stuck out my deformed hand in an attempt to scare him off.
But it didn't work, he took my hand and shook it. "My name is Kanda Yu."
My Mother looked surprised. "Uhm, Would you like to come in?" She asked quickly.
Kanda looked at her funny.
And after a long silence I spoke up. "Mother, he's already in." My Mother laughed.
"Oh, right, I'm sorry, it's just. We don't get that many visitors, er, we do, we just don't have any that stay this, oh, never mind." She waved her hand in the air dramatically. "Borace, our butler, will lead you in the right direction."
He noticed that I was staring and him and when he turned to look at me I quickly looked down. "Uh, how are you?" I asked lamely.
"Fine, thank you."
I mentally slapped myself, how was I supposed to start a conversation again? This was hard! I've never had a suitor not be afraid of me. I guess I should start…
"Alice, that's your name right?" He asked me.
"Uh, yeah, I mean, yes." I quickly corrected myself.
"Oh please, don't start that formal crap with me, I'm done with that shit."
I was appalled with what he had just said. My Mother looked as if she had just had a heart attack. Borace was wide eyed. We all just stared at him. Finally my Mother chocked something up. "We're not familiar with that kind of speech in this household, sir."
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that. It's just…"
"No, no need to explain! Just keep walking." My Mother cut into what he was saying, and ushered us into the guest room. We all sat down and there was a long awkward silence.
"So," I started. "Where are you originally from?"
"Japan."
"I see, is it nice there?"
"Somewhat."
"Why did you come to England?" Defiantly not to find a wife I presume?
"For business, I got a notice from my boss, the CEO of the Dark Order Corps, told me I would be staying a bit longer than he had planned."
"How long?" I asked.
"Probably for the rest of my life. I don't really know." He shrugged.
"So what are you in the company?" My Mother asked.
"Vice-President,"
"Very impressive, how are you finding things in England so far?"
"Different."
"I'm sure they are different. Oh, look at the time. I need to go take me French lesson now." I said in a desperate attempt to get out of there. The guy was nice, handsome, and not afraid of me. But something about him was just, unsettling.
"No, Alice, dear, I'm sure it can wait." Mother placed a hand on my arm. Kanda looked at me then at my Mother, and then turned back to me.
"Oh, that reminds me," He said slowly not taking his eyes off mine. "I needed to go to a meeting anyways, my sister doesn't like me to be late. I should be heading off as well."
Thank you so much. I said in my head.
"Oh, well are you thinking of coming back tomorrow?" My Mother asked hopefully.
"Yes, of course. You're daughter is good company." He complimented me, even though I had said little to nothing.
"Yes, if you come back around three tomorrow, you can join us and have tea."
"Thank you," He put his coat on then turned to me. "See you tomorrow then, Alice."
I blushed not intending to. "See you." I managed to squeak as he walked out the door. As soon as my Mother waved goodbye and closed the door, she squealed. "You're saved, Alice. Don't count on being ugly any longer! He'll save you!"
But something in the tiniest piece of my mind told me winning him over would be a lot harder than it looked.
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Ah, done. I don't think "Alice" is going to be trying to win Kanda over, more like Kanda trying to win "Alice" over. Oops! I spilled…
Anyways, what do you think?