Fandom: Alice in Wonderland 2010
Rating: R ( M )
Warning: Explicit content, do not read when under 18.
Pairing: Alice / Tarrant
Genre: General/Angst/Romance/Hurt/Comfort (whatever O_O )

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the dream. ( Doesn't that sound prophetic? )

Written as a reply to : 2010_Alice_kink

Tarrant/Alice/OCC
chrismata1976

Hurt!Pain!Angnst Sex!

One of Tarrant's relatives are found alive, and he is force to marry her to continue the High topp clan line. But he wants Alice and he does anything for her to stay in wonderland. Hatter becomes dominate and desperate and forces Alice to have sex.

I dreamed you

'Fool To Cry'

He was working in his studio which was filled with half-finished hats, needles, pieces of cloth and small ornaments that he could use to craft his creations. He let another piece of fabric slip under his fingers. He treated it like a beauty, as if it were alive. As if it was a breathing creature that needed to be tended to. His rough fingers gently slid past the layer of silk before he patted it and placed it underneath the needle of the sewing machine that was his to control. His left hand swung the wheel at the side of the apparatus as his eyes focused sternly yet affectionately at what was his newest creation to be.

His green eyes shone brightly at the stream of thoughts that occupied his mind.

'Alice.'

He could see her ever so clear. The image in his mind was so vivid that he could not suppress the urge to reach out to touch her. His hand would not feel her skin though. He could remember how she had been drinking tea with him as a child, and then as a teenager. It hadn't been too long ago, but long enough to him. She said she would be back before he knew it.

He knew it.

And still she hadn't returned.

Surely something must be wrong there. He hissed as the mad man inside his head wanted to come out and destroy his creations. How his darker self wanted to create chaos so that Alice would return. For he knew he couldn't leave Underland himself. If only he could he would go to search for her. 'No.' He had to stop this thoughts that would only cause him grief and could eventually lead to the releasing of the wild beast that had incorporated itself into his being. That infested his soul and could come out at any moment it pleased to hurt those around him. He would not have that happen. He had to focus on his hats.

Tarrant smiled weakly. The image of Alice wearing his newest creation popped into mind. She would look so silly fitting this one on. No, he could not tolerate it. Every hat he created was tried on by her in his mind. It was the only way to keep him sane. 'Think how she would look like wearing this gorgeous craftsmanship.' He would love to make her a hat once.

Her very own hat.

By him.

He had made her a dress once. And it had suited her beautifully no matter what her size would be. And then, that day she left, she had been proper size and he had looked all over her form and he knew it. He couldn't help himself because after all he was a man. The image of her being proper size and standing in front of him smiling at him was enough to keep the hatter working.

The horn sounded but he didn't seem to notice. The doors swung open elegantly as two maids and a handful of servants entered the room alongside the White Queen. She gestured kindly at him with her hands held up high and elegant. Her fingers never ceasing to move as she smiled charmingly at the man in front of her. He was sitting behind his desk and was so absent-minded that she was facing his back as he didn't turn around to greet his majesty. She didn't blame him but decided that after a moment of silence she had to have his attention. She coughed softly into her hand, breaking his train of thoughts and making him turn to face her with a questioning look in his eyes.

"We have matters to discuss." She simply stated and he awkwardly nodded his head.

"Which matters?" His voice sounded gruff and low. His gaze was scanning the room and the servants and even Mirana's dress but never met hers. She swirled around elegantly to her maids and then back to Tarrant with a sly smile. "You didn't respond to my beckoning. I took it you were rather absorbed by your work."

"My new creations." He smiled crookedly but his eyes still didn't meet hers. He was rocking slightly to and fro in his chair.

"Yes." Mirana said and watched her friend and hatter curiously. She had difficulties breaking the news to him. "You know how we think about the Hightopps." The hatter's eyes turned sad and a deeper shade of green. Mirana knew she was on dangerous ground by starting about his family. But she had no other choice. "They are the most creative and achieving citizens Underland has ever known. They are pleasant and well-known for their good and easy breed." Tarrant's eyes began to show faint traces of amber as he decided to look at the bloodstained piece of cloth in his hand. He couldn't remember piercing his own skin, but the blood marks and the trail that dripped down from his finger onto the piece of fabric could only mean one thing. He frowned. Why was she bringing this all up?

"I know you don't like to be reminded of the past events, Tarrant." Mirana continued. "But I have joyful news."

Tarrant raised his head. 'It couldn't be.'

"We've found your cousin Tallulah." As the White Queen stood proud, smiling down at her friend, Tarrant could feel his insides burst with happiness and joy.

"Little Tally?" He suddenly said out loud as he jumped up from his seat.

"Little Tally is alive?" He grabbed Mirana by her shoulders and looked up at her face. "But how?"

Mirana smiled widely at him. She was pleased she could cheer her friend up. He had been down and working all day long ever since their champion had left their land. "She was found and taken care of by the Frenders. Very nice family, by all means. One of my knights found out she was still living with them . They have nursed her back to health and she has turned into a quite astounding young lady." Mirana babbled onward while Tarrant hardly noticed what she was saying. His little cousin Tallulah was still alive and that was more a gift to him than anything he had yet received. "Alive." He breathed.

"I told my knight to send for her. She should be arriving this evening."

Tarrant's eyes searched for hers. They both smiled brightly at each other. "Thank you. Thank you so much." His voice had grown hoarse and his grip on the queen's shoulders firmer. His green eyes sparkled.

"Yes." The queen cheered. "You shall be expected to marry her within four days time."

Tarrant's jaw dropped and his grip on the queen slackened.

When she noticed his reaction she looked confused at him. "It's purely natural. You two are the only ones who can create a new breed of Hightopps." Tarrant let go of her and took a step back. The blood that had trickled down his finger had smeared upon the White Queen's dress. She obviously hadn't noticed as she was watching him with a look that betrayed that she was unable to comprehend what he was going through. "Hightopps are essential to Underland. You two need to mate. And there's nothing wrong with it being soon. Don't worry, it will be an official wedding at the castle. All your friend may be here."

The hatter shook his head violently. "No!" He stated gruffly but the queen lifted her chin and sniffed. "It shall be done as I say." Tarrant nodded self-consciously. The expression on his face had been replaced by one of bewilderment and obedience. "As you wish it will be." There wasn't anything he could do against the queen's wishes.

It would be like she said.

Mirana smiled relieved and beckoned at her servants to follow her. With one last glance over her shoulder at her friend she exited the room.

Once Tarrant was alone again he slumped back into his chair and rested his head in his hands.

AU - A big thank you to the one who suggested to write this fic, and another big thank you to the one who suggested how to think of the title of the chapter. I knew how the story was going to be called. I have a summary made for this for the next few chapters at least and I'll see how it goes from there. I hope you've enjoyed reading this fic. 8D

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