A/N: There's a lack in Boris stories that aren't oneshots. I think he deserves more attention... maybe. Now, this is a story that's been in my mind for a while, & it's been screaming at me lately to write it all out. This takes place after Heart, Clover, Joker, with a bit of the manga mixed in. Please let me know if the characters ever seem too OOC!

Edit: I actually went back to see how many stories there are of each character. It turns out Boris has about the second highest amount. Oops, my bad. However, I'll keep writing!

My first fanfic, so please enjoy!

Pairing: BorisxAlice with a twist. And by twist I mean there's OCs involved. Just to let you know.

Disclaimer: HnKnA is not owned by me

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful night, just like all of the others spent at the Amusement Park. Two teens were snuggled up against each other, gazing at the stars in the sky. The boy was peculiar. Dressed up in punk clothes, he had a shock of pink hair covering his left eye, pink and black attire with chains and piercings decorating him, and he swished his cat tail around him. His cat ears held several gold piercings. He tenderly looked down to see the blond girl he held in his arms, who had been staring at the sky in awe. She still hadn't been able to get used to the clear, deep blue sky, no matter how long she was there.

They had escaped the Amusement Park when the owner had whipped out his instrument of choice, the ukele, and both fled the grounds, holding their ears and blinded by the atrocity they had listened to for half a second. Eventually, they ended up far, far away from the park, much to their delight. The couple was exhausted and agreed to let the rest of the employees and visitors suffer instead. They already put up with it every moment of their lives, and they were in need of a break. It wasn't until the girl noticed the shooting stars that they had began star gazing.

The girl was dressed almost the exact opposite from the boy. Instead of punk clothes and the pink and black theme, she had on an apron dress -a white apron and a robin blue dress-, a blue bow perched on the top of her head, and black Mary Jane shoes. Quite a conservative style. The only similarity they had were the striped socks they wore. Hers were blue and white, while his were black and pink.

After a couple of minutes had passed in a comfortable silence, with the boy stroking her hair with one hand and holding her hand in other, the blond tilted her head up until she could see the pink haired youth behind her. They held each other's gaze for a second, and smiled. Nothing could break these two lovers apart. Lying on a grassy hill away from the noise of the Amusement Park, both could feel the emotions of the other. And at this moment, all was at peace.

The cat eared punk had turned the girl around in his lap, and he saw her teal eyes look back wonderingly at him. She giggled, and leaning forward, without any words, she gently kissed his lips with her own pink ones. She leaned back as fast as she had begun, blushing at her own forwardness. She usually wasn't the one to initiate a kiss. But at that moment, she wanted to take him by surprise. And so, the boy was smiling his sweet feline smile, also blushing.

They returned to their original positions, with her head against his chest and folded peacefully into his arms. The cat grinned. He took her ear in his mouth and began to nibble on it. She gave a small yelp, and her face grew red with embarrassment. She should be used to it, but every time he did it, she was glad that she wasn't out in public. She was always embarrassed with public display of affection. Especially with his cat-like tendencies. Not that she didn't like it. Squirming in his arms, the girl managed to smack his head playfully and snuggled back into his chest, this time covering her ears. Blissfully, the couple closed their eyes.

The girl couldn't hear anything but the breathing of her partner, and his chest ticking.

Rather than a heart, all of the inhabitants of the strange world she had tumbled into had clocks instead. After first hearing of this, the girl was afraid, but was able to quickly brush it off because she wasn't scared of the people without hearts; she was just afraid of the sound a clock made. But in time, she grew used to the sound, finding it comforting as time passed.

Tick, tick, tick.

The girl smiled.

Tick, tick, tick.

The boy breathed in deeply.

Tick, tick, tick.

It was a hard choice for her. To decide on whether she wanted to stay in Wonderland, or return to her original world; the world that she was born into. But she stood her ground and decided to stay

where she found love.

Tick, tick, tick.

Not that she wasn't ever homesick. There were always times where she'd spot something in a shop that she thought that her older sister would like. But she would only think of her, because it had felt like no one else back in the original world had wanted her.

Tick, tick, tick.

She had gotten used her new world. Well, except for the fact that everyone had had weapons at their sides to whip out at any moment there was the slightest scuffle, and there was the occasional dead faceless citizen. But they couldn't help it, fighting was practically in their blood. She tried to teach them how precious life was, but they ignored her for the most part. But she couldn't help but notice that the rate of dead had gone down, just slightly. She smiled.

Tick, tick, tick.

Since it was so quiet, she could have sworn that she heard her own heartbeat, with her blood pumping in and out of her heart.

Tick, tick, tick.

Being a foreigner in this world meant having a heart. And being a foreigner also meant that everyone would fall in love with her. Some instantly, others as time went on.

Tick, tick, tick.

And all because she was different. Not that she minded. Most of the time, at least. There were times when she felt out of place. Quite a lot, actually. But it was only because there were rules in Wonderland that she did not have at her old world, and she always needed to have things explained to her. Especially when they so-called "moved".

Tick, tick, tick.

Now the sound started to sound ominous to the girl's ears. She ignored it.

Tick, tick, tick.

It sounded like it was trying to make her realize something. But what? she asked herself. Was I supposed to do something? She quickly rummaged through her memory, trying to figure out what she needed to do. Her own heartbeat sped up.

Tick, tick, tick.

The boy felt her tense up in his arms. Stroking her hair, he tried to get her to relax. When that didn't work, he leaned forward so his face was buried in her hair.

Tick, tick, tick.

She felt his mouth on the top of her head. She felt his lips open up, and murmur four words.

~.

I love you, Alice.

~.

Is it sappy? Yes. Or at least I tried. All with a good reason. It's not going to be all roses and hearts from here on out though.