Firsts

Author's Note: After much hinting, and then full out pushing and prodding by other authors on this site, here is my first fan fiction work…ever. The title refers to Hatter and Alice's firsts, some with others, some with each other. The "M" rating is due to the language and sexual content.

Disclaimer: I do not own Alice, nor Hatter, or any Wonderland-related content.

First Kiss: Hatter

Hatter's first kiss happened when he was twelve. He didn't go to school, his parents couldn't afford it. All of the best schools in Wonderland reserved their spots for the children of Cards anyway.

Hatter liked to spy. His father was often drunk on Tea, a relatively new drug that was being pushed around Wonderland. His mother was long dead. Hatter had an older brother, but he always said that he was "busy," his words not Hatter's. So, Hatter spied.

It wasn't anything too bad. He was twelve after all. Hatter would watch the children leaving school for one. There was a girl who hung in the back behind the others. She was shy, quiet, with long blonde hair, and blue eyes. Hatter would hang out along the wrought iron fence that lined the street, and hope for a glimpse of her.

One day, she stopped to pick up a flower. No big thing. It was just a daisy, but Hatter saw her smile. His heart caught in his throat. She was beautiful. He stepped up to say something to her, and froze. She glanced at him, and kept the smile on her face.

Hatter's brother was sixteen, and to Hatter, he lived the life of adventure. Hatter peered out his bedroom window, and saw his brother on the broken down porch. He heard moaning noises, and a girl's giggle.

Hatter leaned further out. His brother was kissing a girl; a very pretty redhead. Hatter was fascinated. He closed his eyes, and puckered up his lips in imitation of their movements.

He saw the girl with the blonde hair the next day on the street. She was carrying some books as she walked behind the other children.

He had to do it now, say hello before he lost his confidence. "H-hi," he stuttered out.

She didn't say anything. She blushed bright red, and avoided his eyes.

"Um…" Hatter couldn't think of anything else to say. He pulled his brown fedora off, and straightened his black curls down, before he twiddled with the hat's brim. "Hi," he repeated.

She looked at him this time. "You just said that," she told him. Her voice was nasal, and low pitched. "I have seen you before. What's your name?"

"D-David." He had no idea why he was having trouble speaking.

"Hi, David," she said. "My name is Alice." When she said her name, it sounded like A'ice. He didn't care.

Hatter leaned forward and kissed her quickly on the lips. It was over as soon as it started, but Hatter felt pure bliss.

He grinned at the stunned girl in front of him. "See you around, Alice!" he called out, as he ran down the street. "I'll wait for you tomorrow!"

First Kiss: Alice

The first time Alice got kissed, she was fifteen, almost sixteen. Later, when people asked, she always said that she was fifteen, so she wouldn't sound like a total idiot.

His name was David, and he lived with his family in the apartment next door. Alice was eleven when she met him. She was a long, gangly girl, with oily brown hair, and lopsided teeth. David was a god, she thought. He was the same age, with none of the awkwardness.

David had curly blonde hair, and blue eyes. Alice loved that they had the same eye color. When she would draw pictures of them together, she always made sure that she used the same shade of blue.

When Alice was fifteen, the ungainly hold of adolescence hadn't stopped. She was extremely skinny with long limbs, and her teeth were covered in braces. David was still good looking.

Alice rarely talked to him in school. They sometimes said, "hi," in the hallway, or would walk home together. At night the two would talk online. They would have long, dirty conversations. David would tell Alice about all of the things he wanted to do to her; to her body once they were alone. Alice would blush behind the computer screen, giggle, and return the favor. Innocent Alice, who had barely danced with a boy, enjoyed telling David how good it would feel to suck his cock.

David came over to Alice's to watch movies with her. They didn't talk. They just sat, and ate their chips. There were a couple of furtive glances exchanged here and there between the two.

She waited until the movie was over, and David was standing outside his door.

"David? I-I was wondering something…" Alice twisted a strand of her hair around her finger. "That is…I-I was just-"

"Spit it out, Alice."

"Well, you see, I was just thinking about something, and of course, I completely understand if you don't want to do-"

"Alice, just ask." His voice took on a teasing tone.

Alice cleared her throat, but kept her eyes focused on the floor, his feet; anywhere but him. "I was wondering if you wanted to kiss me." The words came out in a fast whisper.

"Kiss you?" David asked.

"Yes," she mumbled.

He shrugged. "Sure."

She finally got enough courage upon hearing those words, to look at him. Alice smiled, and stood on her tip toes to reach his lips. She closed her eyes, and pushed her lips on his. David quickly responded by kissing her back.

The kiss was over in thirty seconds, if that. Alice was in heaven. She dreamed of kissing him for so long, and was happy to find out that none of the dreams lived up to the real thing.

David hugged her when it was over. "That was great. You're great," he told her.

Alice couldn't look at him anymore. She reverted back to her shy self, unable to do anything, except mumble a good-bye, and ran back into her apartment.

She closed the door, and slid down to the wooden floor. "Finally," she whispered.

Author's Note: I am planning to continue this story to go through each of the "firsts" in their lives. Hope this provided some smiles and laughter for some.

Alaina