A/N: Here is a story about Alice & Black Joker! I mostly read the manga, seen the movie but I have yet to play the game... Also, I do not know what the Joker's room look like so I'll just make something up. A few things will most likely be out of place throughout, but, it's intentional. I will do my best to make sure the character's personalities are how they're supposed to be, but I make no guarantee's that it will be perfect/exact.

Please Review, thank you.

[ STORY IS RATED 'M' FOR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE & POSSIBLY SEXUAL CONTENTS LATER ON. ]

DISCLAIMERS: I do NOT own Heart/joker/clover no kuni no Alice or the characters.

Chapter 1:

She was in the kitchen making coffee for Julius Monrey - known as the 'mortician' of Wonderland. Gray Ringmarc was also there with her, making hot chocolate for himself and his boss, Nightmare Gottschalk. "Lord Nightmare is whining about how cold it is, he refuses to do his work.. Again.." Gray sighed, looking at Alice with his piercing, golden orbs. Alice carefully poured the hot coffee in a mug, "I'm sorry, Gray... I wish he'd stop giving you such a hard time." The foreigner replied, she knew Nightmare can be childish, especially when it comes down to his work or going to the doctors.

A few months had passed since she arrived at Wonderland. The foreigner had decided to stay, although, the thought of how she was forced to come here against her own will still made her grumble in annoyance, especially since a certain white rabbit had to do with all of this.

The brunette grabbed the mug, then turned to smile and wave at Gray before exiting the kitchen and heading back to julius' office, where the man had been working non-stop, fixing the broken clocks. She entered the room and walked towards his desk, setting the mug of coffee down, then smiled.

"Hn, Thank you.." He spoke, not taking his eyes away from his work.

Alice nodded but frowned as she took a seat in a chair on the opposite side from Julius, leaning forward slightly, "Julius, you should really take a break soon... You haven't ate or slept for a few time cycles."

"I'm fine," He replied instantly, his nimble fingers continued to work on the delicate parts of the clocks, "I still have a couple more, I can't fall behind on my work."

She sighed.

Alice was worried the clock maker would eventually collapse and die from working so much without any rest. She looked around the room before something caught her eyes; across the room, was a book that had been sitting on a small wooden table. She had borrowed the book from Blood Dupre a couple days ago, and since she already finished reading it, the brunette figured it's best to head out to the hatter's mansion and return it to him.

"Hey, Julius?" She stood up.

"What?"

Alice walked over to the table, picking up the book, "I think I will go return this book back to Blood.." She then placed a hand on her hip and looked at the man, "While i'm away, please get some rest! I'm really worried you'll collapse!"

"Hrm..." He stopped and looked up at Alice through his glasses, his deep, navy blue hair falling slightly over his eyes, "Be careful, Alice.." Julius said with a serious tone in his voice. He knew the damn Hatter likes to taunt her, sometimes harassing Alice just for his own 'entertainment'. It irritates the clock maker every time he found out that Blood had done something absurd to her - sometimes, the poor foreigner would return from the mansion in tears.

"I will.." She assured him. Heading towards the door, she stopped to look at the clock maker one last time before leaving, "I'll be back soon, okay? Please don't overwork yourself... Goodbye, Julius."

After watching the foreigner exit the room and shutting the door behind her, Julius let out a big sigh as he leans back against his chair, closing his eyes. It's been months since she arrived, he still wondered why the foreigner chose to live here instead of Heart Castle or the Amusement Park. Blood, most likely had offered her to stay at the mansion, but for her to refuse his offer wouldn't be a surprise.

Suddenly, he heard a small sqeaking, chattering noise. Opening his eyes slowly, Julius looked down. His eyes widened at what appears to be a furry, little squirrel sitting there on his desk, staring right back at him.

"GRAY!"

The cool breeze ran through her long, chestnut brown hair as Alice made her way to the Hatter's estate. She suddenly stopped and observed her surroundings, noticing she had walked into an unfamiliar part of the forest.

"Where.. Am I?" She asked herself, staring at the many colorful doors and arrows which were pointing at random directions. "I guess i'm lost..." Alice sighed, then decided to sit down and think. Leaning back against a tree, she wondered how she managed to get lost when she knew her way to the mansion.

Something seems different.

"Why the long face, Miss?" Came a voice.

The foreigner sat up straight and looked around the area, trying to find where the voice was coming from.

A tall man dressed in a jester outfit steps out from behind the tree which she was leaning against. He smiled and leaned down to her right ear and whispered, "Could you be lost, perhaps?"

She jumped, immediately standing up and turning around to face the man. He had wine colored hair, wore an eyepatch on his left eye while the other eye showed that it was also, a vibrant wine color.

"Y-yes..." The brunette stuttered, patting down her blue dress and cream-colored apron before picking up the book, which laid next to her feet.

The man chuckled before tilting his head to the side, "Forgive me for scaring you... Perhaps I could be of some help? My name is Joker."

"Nice to meet you... I am Alice Liddell," She gave him a small, sweet smile, "I was.. Trying to reach the Hatter's mansion, but-"

'Why the hell do you want to go to the Hatter's for, toots?' Came another voice.

She quirked an eyebrow and stared at the redhead with a confused expression. He smiled and stared down at the mask that was attached to his belt, "I apologize, young Miss... That was my counterpart, Joker."

'Tch, about damn time you introduced me, clown.'

Alice stood there, looking at the mask then back at Joker, "Are you a ventriloquist? You're really good... Except your act is kind of... Nasty..."

'What!? Are you an idiot!?' The voice screeched.

The redhead laughs, placing a hand over the mask before another word could be said.

"...Really nasty.." Alice said plainly, "Anyways... Could you please point me in the right direction to the Hatter's?"

He lifted up his head, contemplating for a moment, "Hmm... Hatter.. Hatter... Ah!" A grin soon appeared on his face, "Well, Miss.. I can help, but first, you must beat me in a game of cards in order to change the season. Only then, will you be able to reach the Hatters - or any other territories."

"Oh, that's right..." She murmured to herself, "Nightmare mentioned about this earlier... How each territories have different seasons and the only way I can get to where I want to go.. Is by..." Her words trailed off, she looked up at the jester standing before her. "Okay, I accept your challenge."

"Wonderful! This way." He smiled, feigning innocence.

The smile on the man's face sent chills down her spine, it seemed a little off to her somehow. There was something strange about the jester but she couldn't quite put a finger on what it was - but heck, this is Wonderland after all, what isn't strange around here? He turned, heading back to the circus as she followed him from behind. Soon, the sound of circus music caught her attention and the smell of popcorn and sugary confections filled the air. Small jester children and circus performers ran around, a few were even practicing their acts.

The foreigner looked around curiously before bumping into someone in front of her. "Oh! I apologize! I wasn't looking where I was going..."

The ringleader turned and looked at her, her large blue-green eyes staring back into his single red orb, "No worries, Miss Alice~" He chimed, then walked towards a wooden table with a chair that sat outside a large tent. "Now then, please have a seat. How does 'blackjack' sound to you?" He asked, and with a snap of a finger, a deck of cards appeared.

He proceeded by picking up the cards and shuffling them.

"That's fine with me." She nodded and approached the table, taking a seat on the chair and setting the book down. Alice soon felt a strong, eerie tension in the air, sending chills down her spine yet again. Slowly, she glanced up at Joker, this time his smile seemed more like a mischevious smirk.

The look he had in his single, wine-colored eye made her very uncomfortable.

Sounds of footsteps echoed through the cold, dimly-lit halls of the prison. The warden walked down alongside the cells, glaring at the inmates who wore large, stuff-animal head masks. They flinched at the sight of the warden, either curling into the far corners in the back of the cell or stepping away from the bars, remaining silent.

"F*cking ingrates.." He hissed, finishing up his round inspecting the prison, checking to make sure every single prisoners were there.

Then, something crossed his mind - The foreigner. Ah yes, this was the first time him and Joker have met the little outsider everyone in Wonderland so dearly loved. Even though he himself, have not met her in person yet, that will all soon change.

The man was heading back to his office until he heard the sounds of laughter through the mask that sat on his belt. He gritted his teeth then glared down at it with an annoyed look on his face.

"Darn, you beat me again!"

Alice laughed with the jester. She was speechless considering how she did not expect to beat the man in every single round of 'blackjack'. The brunette stood up from the chair and picked up the book. "Well, that was fun.."

He nodded, "Ah, so what season would yo-"

Suddenly, the time period changed as the sky darkened.

The foreigner groaned; at this rate, she won't be able to make it to the mansion and return the book to Blood, but she had to at least head back to the tower, otherwise Julius would be worried. "I have to get back to the tower..." She sighed, "I can visit Blood next time."

The redhead gave her a semi-concerned look, "But Miss, it's getting dark! It is dangerous to wander around in the forest at this time..." A smirk tugged on the side of his lips, "Please, stay here for the night, Joker and I wouldn't mind."

"What!? Are you out of your damn mind, Joker!?"

Both blinked, then turned their attention towards a figure who stepped out from the large tent, holding a riding crop in hand with an angry look upon their face. The brunette's eyes widened as she noticed the man looked exactly like the jester, except, he was wearing a prison warden's uniform, not to mention he didn't seem, nor looked, to be nearly as friendly as the ringleader himself. She glanced up at the jester, noticing he had a huge grin on his face as he watched the warden approach him, gripping his weapon tightly.

"Now, now, Joker! Don't be rude to our guest, it'll only be for one night!" He snickered.

"I don't give a f*ck! She's not staying - You can escort her back to the damn tower!"

The ringleader's gaze turned serious for a moment. "Excuse us for a moment!" He smiled at Alice, then grabbed his counterparts shoulder, forcing him to turn around and pushing the warden forward so they could distance themselves from where the young maiden stood. "Think about it, Joker..." He said, a wicked smile formed on his lips. "We will have the foreigner in our hands, don't you find that interesting?"

The warden didn't reply, instead, he fold his arms over his chest and glanced at the young maiden, narrowing his eye.

"I thought it would be fun, don't you? The foreigner everyone loves so much! Here with us!" Said the jester.

"What the f*ck are you up too, clown..."

He grinned before placing a finger on his lips, "That, will be a secret~ You'll find out soon enough, Joker."

The warden rolled his visible eye, "I swear, Joker, if she gets in my way and annoys the sh*t outta me, your ass is mine..."

Alice watched from afar, wondering what the two Jokers could be talking about. The prison warden seemed to be annoyed by his counterpart, who yet again, had that michevious grin on his face. Then, both men turned and walked back towards her.

"Good news, dear! Joker here finally agreed to let you stay with us for the night." The ringleader said.

Putting away his riding crop, the warden glared down at her.

Alice flinched under his gaze, then spoke, "Oh, t-thank you..." She turned to the jester, "Are... You twins?"

"Of course not! Joker and I are merely two sides on the same coin - we are the same person, yet we are not." He answered.

She tilted her head, still slightly confused. "Is it alright if I called you 'White'?" She smiled politely before facing the warden, "And... Can I call you, 'Black'?"

"Whatever.."

The jester nodded, "If that will make things easier for you, then sure."

A loud rumbling noise suddenly came from the foreigner. Her face turned red as she placed a hand on her stomach. It was dark and she hasn't had a meal since earlier that morning, she was indeed very hungry.

White laughed, "Well then, shall I show you to your room now? Joker over here can get dinner started for us!"

"What!?" Black growled, but before he could open his mouth to protest, his counterpart had already led the maiden inside the large tent.

The scene around the foreigner and the jester soon changed, what used to be the circus was now the cold prison walls. She blinked her eyes a few times, wondering how they got here when she could of sworn they were just in the circus a minute ago.

"Welcome to the living realm, Miss Alice~ Or, the 'prison realm', if you will," White said, "This is where Joker works, and where we both live.. Now, let me show you your room, this way please."

He headed down the hall as Alice gripped the book in her hand, bringing it to her chest and hugging onto it tightly as she walked passed the cells where the prisoners were. They all stood up and watched the two in silence, the sight of them - especially while wearing those odd stuff animal masks, creeped her out.

She gulped and continued walking, staying close the jester and doing her best to ignore the prisoners gaze.

"Here we are!" He stopped at a door and reached his hand over to open it, revealing a large room.

Alice stepped in slowly, noticing the walls were black, there was also a small window and a large bed with black and red checkered blankets, accompanied by satin, red pillows. She walked towards a black, wooden dresser that rested beside the bed and set the book down. She looked up at the mirror in front of her then turned to face White. "This is a.. Lovely room, thank you, White."

He nodded, "We are happy to have you as our gue-"

"Joker! Get your ass in the kitchen! You better f*cking help me make dinner - I'm no damn housewife!" The warden shouted, startling both the jester and Alice as he turned at the corner and enters the bedroom. Ignoring the girl, the warden grabbed his counterpart by the front of his shirt then dragged him out the door.

"Haha, sorry miss! Joker here doesn't like cooking, I'll come get you once dinner is ready!" He waved, then pulled the door shut behind him.

Black continued to drag the jester into the kitchen, mumbling colorful words under his breath before letting go of White's shirt, "I hope you're f*cking happy.. Now help me with dinner."

The ringleader smirked. "Come now, Joker! Be nice... Who knows, maybe you'll end up liking her.. Or... Maybe you already do?" He teased.

"Tch! As if i'm like those f*cking roleholders!" Black spat, then turned to look at the frying pan sitting on the stove. The warden had already been trying to prepare some food, the only reason he was willing to get dinner started was because after a long day, he was also hungry - Black wasn't much of a cook though, it was usually his counterpart that prepared the meals.

"Who knows!" White chuckled and leaned back against the table, folding his arms across his chest, watching him.

Growling in annoyance, Black turned and stormed towards his counterpart, reaching out to grab him by his shirt again, "Shut the f*ck up! Say another word and I'll.. I'll..."

White parted his lips to speak until something caught his attention; he began sniffing around, noticing the odd, but familiar smell in the air. "Joker I-" He started, but was cut off by his counterpart.

"I said don't f*cking say another word!"

Tilting his head to the side and looking pass the warden, he blinked a few times, then pointed towards the stove. "Whatever you are making, Joker... It's on fire."

The warden turned to look over his shoulder, his eye widened in horror at the sight of the flames. "For F*ck Sake! There Goes the damn f*cking steaks! Sh*t!"