Before you read just a side note, anything in parenthesis is not an an authers note unless labled like this (AN: blah blah my rambling) then it is either comments from Narrator or characters~

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note nor Alice in wonderland (dduuhh)

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Mello lay in a bundle of flowers by a small grove. The wind blew softly through His golden hair framing his face like a halo. He wore light blue pants with a sailor looking top. A blue ribbon laced through his hair. He woke up slowly, letting His eyes wonder across the landscape.

"Miheal, do you mind, keep reading."

He gave the raven haired man a small glare of discontent and continued. A voice echoed through the meadow, catching a certain blonde's highly drifting attention.

"Will you excuse me for a moment?" The tired Noriette haired man asked, already on his feet.

The blond nodded not paying much attention to him. He watched as the man wandered over the hill until he disappeared onto the path. "Ass hole..." Miheal muttered under his breath standing up and stretching. "Dang I'm stiff." he said rather annoyed. A small ball of white crossed his vision. What the...a coyote? No...Definitely not. He thought straining his eyes to get another glimpse of the unknown figure. Just then he spotted a small boy or what looked to be one, scurry down the hill. He stared in awe; the boy having protruding ears resembling a rabbits.

"Hey! Little boy! Wait up!" He followed him quickly, wasting no time in asking questions. Being as talented as he is, Miheal memorized the boy's features, not wanting to miss a single detail of nature's mutation. The petite boy had curly white hair that adorned his small face. Although at a glance the boy was nothing but a puff of white, to most. Blondey, being an exceptional wise ass in this case, seeing each detail. The white puff wore baggy white pants and a loose white shirt and a small silver chain with a clock dangling from it. Quite old fashioned, but a clock none the less.

"Come on! Please wait, I won't hurt you!" What a strange boy Miheal thought. The puff of white looked back with wide grey eyes and scurried down a small hole, hidden by a sheet of snow, making it hard to see him as very well blended with it.

"Damn it!" Miheal ran after him stopping when he reached the hole. He gave a defeated sigh looking up at the sky. "To be or not to be?" he said to himself pondering whether or not to plunge down an unknown hole of supposed death. A voice of a rather pissed off noirette sounded in the distance. Miheal groaned and mumbled a quick "To be." agreeing with his inner self and began his adventure in the hole: the Pun fully intended.

"Please do wait!" He crawled through the dark hole until his hand hit open air and he began to plummet. And he would be lying if he said didn't have a spaz attack.

"Holy shit!" Miheal screamed reaching out for anything to grip on to. He yelled nonsense as he looked at strange scenes passed him. Flashing colors and lights came from everywhere as he fell farther down. He finally reached the bottom being greeted with a sickening smack of the beautiful blonds face to a table.

"nnhhhh...I think I'm dead." Miheal groaned sitting up. Where is that stupi-

" Hey! Wait little boy!" he saw the fuzz of white disappear before his eyes (as in, hide like a mother fucker before you get capped 'disappear')

"What the hell?" He slid off the table looking around seeing a small speck of white rush to a door in the corner of the room. The blond groaned chasing after him. Surprisingly for a rabbit it was easy and let me tell you, that's not usually an easy feat. Miheal smiled in triumph, grabbing the now foot tall boy by his sleek white ears.

"Ouch! Those are attached to me!" he held on to the hand of his captor for dear life.

"Who and what are you?" The blond asked bewildered by the strange boy. His creamy skin glistened in the small light eluding in the room. The boy in himself was fairly attractive, thin curly white hair and soft creamy skin with eyes that one could get lost in. Miheal had been out of the closet for years (which his adopted father Whammy found UN acceptable and forced him to study his ass off so he wouldn't be a pest to him Later in life…bummer huh?) The boy's ears were the most intriguing part. They were long and yet stayed propped up on his small head as if a string controlled them as they twitched and wiggled. The tail also white and fluffy came from a small hole cut in his white pants, very precious and even. The blond finally shook himself from his gay gawking and turned his attention over to the boy in his hands.

"I said un hand me!" Miheal quickly complied and set him upon the table so he couldn't escape and also so he was somewhat eye level with the pale boy. The boys sassy attitude not to faze him.

"What do you call yourself?" Miheal asked staring at him, getting down to some serious business. (yeah right)

"Near is what some call Me." the boy replied.

"Aaaooh, but I asked what YOU call yourself."

"Why should I reply to the likes of you?" He paced the table, trying to devise a plan of escape.

"And why should I let you go?"

"Why would you not?'

"Do you mock me?'

"mock, no, not at you sir, but i do mock"

"wise for a rabbit..now...what shall i call you proud rabbit?'

"I am Nate." the boy replied rather annoyed and irritated.

"Strange, I was expecting along the lines of bunny boy, or Boabbit or Raoy-"

"Do not mock me, for I am very late and need to take my leave."

"May I join?"

"I don't see why, you have been following me for the past ten minutes."

"And I will follow you for more." The blond grinned at the rabbit. He was pretty cute. Fuckable to say the least.

"P-please stop staring at me." The said boy blushed a deep red looking away.

"Why? Aren't beautiful things put in this world meant to be looked at?"

The Albino was sent over the edge and was now a soft color of a tomato. Not till then did the blond realize how strange all this was. Is this a dream? He thought to himself. At one point thinking about hitting his head against the table, but quickly ruling that out, not wanting to end this dream. The blond was awakened from his thoughts as the small albino jumped from the table to the chair and onto the floor, quickly escaping to a small door.

"N-Nate! Please stop!" He shook the thoughts from his head and ran after him only to have a small door slammed in his face.

"Feisty." He grinned "I like it." He attempted to crawl through the door only to feel very self conceus and fat. "Fucking door!" He kicked it with all his strength not expecting a reply from the solid wooden object.

"How dare you touch me in such a way?" The door boomed angrily. Miheal gasped with surprise.

"I-I am so sorry! U-uh I had no idea that y-you could talk." He gulped backing away from the door. "I was just trying to follow this, uhm rabbit you see so I saw him come through here and I I I."

"Oh don't bother with excuses, I saw what happened, real smooth." The door rolled his eyes. A slight blush crossed Miheals face.

"It's not like that! I just thought he was a little cute that's all. Can you just tell me a way to fit through?"

"I can, but why should I help you?" A small smile played on his metallic face. "But if I do not help you then you will be stuck here, would you not?" The door let out a rusty sigh. "Very well, you see that table over there?"

"Yes?" The blond answered looking over to the table in the far side of the room.

"There is a bottle there, Drink from it." He simply said. Miheal looked at it skeptically. Walking over to the said table and picking up the small bottle.

"This? A drink cannot help."

"Well I have done my share of help." He closed his eyes forming back into the small wooden door.

The blond looked warily to the door and back to the bottle. "H-hello?" He gulped sipping the contents of the bottle gasping in surprise as The bottle grew bigger and bigger. No, He was shrinking! OH SNAPP

"What the!"

~~~~~~~ YOU ARE NOW MIHEAL KHEEL~~~~~~~

You think to yourself…..Why must I be such an arrogant blonde and not act like the super smart ass I am? Sometimes you wonder how your even in this silly mess, scurrying around….You screw around too much…You debate whether or not to risk you're not so worthless and pathetic life for the all so alluring albino who just so happened to have an ass like WOAH. You decide to go and chase after your damsel, it shall be a long journey…and by Barack Obama you won't have chocolate…The journey will be rough..will you take it like a bitch….YES.

….To Be Continued..Possibly

Ok :) well thank you for reading, wether or not you want more chapters please review. oh and if anyone recognizes the reference at the end gets Brownie points~~~~ please point out any mistakes and enjoy~