Of Red Eyes and Chains, and Simplicity and Casualties

Part 1 - Chapter 1 - The Irony of Casualties

Well, I could always say this to people that I don't know of and people I find annoying for their stupid oddities: Could you please be at least be bit normal? For one reason is because I find it irritating and for another, I find it abnormal. Why couldn't they just settle down for at least a bit? I mean, gawking at a guy in a magazine is way...too weird, yeah? I mean, what's good about a picture? Save your screeches for the real deal. Not that I care enough to meet him.

Oz Vessalius, popular idol, and practically one of those sarcastic and spoiled idiots like in those movies he makes (hypocritical, eh?). He's one of those "awesome" celebrities that sucks other people's money for fame or something like that. LIke probably his dad or mom, of the sort. I've got no problem with the sarcastic part, I'm pretty that too, but spoiled? Man, he's got a great ego. You know, there was this one time he sued the director's butt because he didn't like his role. They had to edit it and they finished for a year and a half shooting a 24-minute episode. Yeah, he's much like that.

Now, I guess he's making a new movie considering the fact that all the girls are squaling like there's no tomorrow. I think it's about the all-famous book, Holy Knight. I don't know about that but Lily, my friend, I guess, told it's a "magnificent book filled with intricate chapters and characters". Whatever that meant. But I've read up to Volume 2 and in no way am I reading that again. And of course, he's gonna participate it, Oz, I mean. It's his favorite book, says his fanclub. And I've heard some people say that he's gonna be playing in a role of a girl. Boy, he's gonna be mad at that.

I don't know Oz, if that's what you're thinking. I don't even think I want to get close to him. I'm just making obvious assumptions right now given the facts that I was "given" or knowledge as Lily says. Yup, I know; Lily is a yandere, though. A person who is...never mind. But anyway, I know a lot about Oz. And it's not what you think. Lily's aunt works at a private studio for Oz's and says that he's always the brat I think. That he leaves his things behind and that he always throws threats around at things he doesn't want to. And come to think of it, I think I heard Lily say to me once tha he wears contact lenses. Yeah. I know. Meaning that emerald eyes of him is fake.

"Alice! Alice! Alice!" Oops, here she is now. Lily, the ever-so-loyal friend. "Have you heard? Have you HEARD? Oz Vessalius is coming here this afternoon to shoot for his upcoming MOVIE! HERE IN Latwidge! Can you BELIEVE IT?" She was practically jumping up and down. Gee, has she been drinking caffeine? Or high on sugar?

"Um, no?"

"Well, you should have! Everyone practically is jumping of joy and excitment! Can you even hear them? They're excited!"

"I'm not deaf. And so I've seen." I shoved my way past her sparkling little eyes that seemed to just be dreamy all of a sudden. "But I don't really care."

She seemed to have snapped out of it the minute she heard it and caught up with me. "EH? Why not? Isn't he cute?"

"Cute?" I thought over it for a moment. "Sure, but as your aunt say, he's stupid, arrogant, self-righteous, and a brat. There's nothing more I would like to reason with you on why I don't like him. I don't need another brat in my life."

"Another? Ehhh? Who's that?"

"She's talking to me right now?"

"Alice you're so mean. Why don't you try to be good?"

"I am good."

"No you're not. You're just good at making retorts."

"Good enough." I shrugged. She whined some more until we were at the foot of the classroom. Below the window, the people there were making a scene. I just hope that there wouldn't be any classes this morning. I hadn't really studied math and I'm hoping not to this day. One because I'm not in the mood, and two because I hate learning about formulas.

"You know," I began. Lily was fondling with a chalk. "You could go down. I could care less if you do."

Lily's face brightened up. "Thank YOUUUUU ALICE! You really are a LIFESAVER! I'll treat you to a burger this afternoon after school and a milkshake."

"Keep the burger, get me a chocolate milkshake, extra milk, and extra whipped-cream, chocolate sprinkles and a barbeque. That's all. Oh, and make sure it has lots of ice."

She nodded and began taking notes...then ran downstairs...which is like 3 floors. And when I looked down the window again, there she was...already downstairs.

Watching those normal people below, I felt my stomach churning. What's wrong with you? I don't know why it does this but whenever I see other people, it does this. I don't know for how long it had been doing this but I don't really care. It's been a habit. Along with a few headaches here and there, and a few minor injuries that I rather not talk about.

Alice...Alice...Alice...

Huh? Was someone there? I peered over my shoulder. None - meaning no-one. Not a soul. I should be saying "Maybe it was my imagination". But it certainly wasn't. I heard it. Someone was calling mean.

Alice...It's been long...yeah?

Who the hell is there? What the hell are you doing? Who the hell are you?

I look like I'm crazy. Hell, I am. Or I maybe going to be.

You left...why is that? Was it your parents? My parents? Anybody's fault? Care to tell me? Why you left...

WHO ARE YOU?

My, my. You've forgotten. Figures. I should really not have trusted you. I was a fool. To think that you would actually care about the abyss. To think that you actually cared about me, Cheshire...about the Mad Hatter...about Alyss...about the Hare. Seems I was wrong, yeah?

Just who are you? What are you? WHERE are you?

I am Cheshire...Cat. I am from the abyss, where you had left me and the others. Where your wonderland have been created. Where you loved us, where we thought you loved us. I am within your memory, your mind, and your brain. We are a part of your well-being. Because you have left us. You HAD left us. Yeah?

Look, I don't care who you are, what you are, or where you come from but leave me alone will you? The headaches are enough, the pain is enough, why can't you just leave me alone and not make me think of anything of me being mad? Please. Just leave me alone.

You indeed have change. Miss Alice, using the word 'Please'? Now, that's something. Tell me, how have you been, how's life? We haven't talked in a while, have we? Since you were...6?

I was living my life with my parents when I was 6. It's impossible for me to connect with you...whatever you are.

You have, haven't you? You lived with your parents. You didn't say you came here in the world of the Abyss, did you?

Wha - ?

Of course you did. How were we supposed to know you when you did not? Hmm. I wonder.

What are you talking about?

A certain...visit you made with us...

I did NOT visit you guys...whatever you are.

Oh but we insist you did. Even though you have forgotten. But we'll let this slide. You'll soon figure out eventually.

Hey! What are you?

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I am going crazy.

And ironic since I spoke earlier of Casualties, yeah?

I suck at life.

I really do.


So. i suck. At. Life. Another story here. I hope you guys like this. I got inspired about this. Sorry if it's too short. I can't help it. I'm good at planning this but when I put this on paper...Splat, splatter, and boom. I don't know how to.

Well, my other Pandora Hearts fanfic is going well. I guess I'm able to update next Saturday or Sunday at the least. If I have the time. Well, I hope you guys who are just so awesome at reading my other story is patient enough. Haha.

Anyway, I got inspired about this by reading Paraselene Hearts and by thinking of some...things like the death of Alice and the usual. Haha, yeah. I suck.

So review? I don't really know why I did this. But I guess it's to relieve stress or something. I can't really, um, think of anything else when I don't put my ideas on paper and publish.

So, R/F/F?

Yours truly,

Chira Somes

Peace out!