Summary:

Forbidden love, a very sorrowful realization that she and him are never going to be together. "...W-we can still remain as friends." He says. "Why? Why don't you accept me?!" She breaks. "It's...it's because...you're just a chain.". A critical blow to the heart.

A girl, happy and elated when being around the person special to her...yet he doesn't feel the same...does he? 'I knew it...no one cares for me...I'm no longer human, but a monster. I am destined to be alone...I'm supposed to be used to this...why do I feel so much pain? Why does it hurt so much?' Thoughts become reality 'I should just forget.'

Forget Me Not

Chapter 1

"Have you ever fantasized about yourself meeting your Prince Charming?" The beautiful, Princess smiled gently and kneeled down so her eyes would be in the same level as the little orphan girl, whose tattered clothes were lose, and soft skin hidden behind dirt and dust.

"No, Miss. I'm juwst fouw," The orphan girl lifted one hand with two fingers tucked down while three were stoutly standing.

The Princess chuckled at the cute math error. "Oh, so you are just four? Tell me, what's your name child? My name is Princess Reanelda."

"Ella."

Princess Reanelda smiled, "What a beautiful name. Well, Ella...I'm sure you'll meet your Prince one day," The Princess got up and gracefully walked out of the orphanage. "Every girl has a Prince-,"

"Baahh!" Alice threw the book across the room, "Prince? What's with this Prince? Such false stories!"

"Alice! Please! Manners!" Sharon was sitting close to a window, tea occupying one hand while the other held the plate.

"Shar-...I mean, big sister...?" Alice muttered the last few words, still not used to calling someone by that title.

"Yes, Alice?" Sharon sipped her tea in the most lady like way, and slowly faced Alice with a very soft smile. Just like the Princess in the story. Although, they do have their differences.

"...Why don't...I have Prince?" Alice didn't look Sharon in the eyes, she didn't want to see what expression she wore, nor is she comfortable with these types of talks. And looking at her eye to eye, doesn't make it any less embarrassing.

Sharon placed her tea down on her plate and on the table. She looked at Alice, her lavender eyes tracing the floor boards, and her soft hands fiddling one another's fingers behind her back. Sharon was silent for awhile from the surprise that Alice suddenly took interest in something like Princes'. "Well, it might be because you haven't found him yet."

Alice's head lifted up, her face visibly showing confusion, "Found him? I'm supposed to look for my Prince?"

"You could say that...in fact...he might be close by, who knows," Sharon giggled.

"Really?! Then I should go search for him!"

"W-wai-"

"Thank you big sister!" With that, Alice left and closed the door behind her.

Sharon sat there alone again, a sigh escaped from her lips, "That girl,". Sharon giggled, and returned to her tea.

- afternoon -

Alice has been running around the mansion for hours, and yet to find her Prince Charming.

"Urgh, this is so difficult! What does this 'Prince' even look like? How am I supposed to catch it?!", Alice raged, her yell of irritation was heard for miles, and everyone close by fled.

She's been looking high and low, under carpets and furniture, up shelves and cabinets, in her soup and beverage, and in all the rooms of the mansion, even the gardens. There is still no Prince in sight. Alice trudged towards a nearby tree, her energy drained from her body. "No use, this 'Prince' isn't here at all!", she said in between pants. "He might not even exist!".

Alice lay under the tree, it's leaves protecting her from the sun. Noises of rustling of bushes and plants filled the garden. The scent of spring flowers filled the air. Clouds moving in a downtempo, and surrounded by infinite soft blue that stretched out forever.

"Oz...I haven't seen him in months. He had to go find more information of the Baskervilles...I don't know where he is right now...it's really lonely.", Alice closed her eyes.

'I wish that he was here...', Alice thought

"Alice!", the girl sighed. 'Great...now I'm hearing his voices,'

"Alice!", the voice became louder and closer. 'Strange, it won't stop. Do I need to get an ear checkup?'

"Alice!", the brunette haired girl opened her eyes in shock as impact struct her. It wasn't painful though, it was very...warm. A very familiar warmth that enveloped her.

"O...Oz?", Alice was speechless. Could this really be Oz? She didn't know, she was busy sorting the whole situation out.

"Yes! It's me! It's been long...Alice,", it was indeed, Oz. The same Oz that agreed to a contract with her, the same Oz that promised to stay by her side, the same Oz who kept her warm while everything was cold.

"Oz...", Alice's throat tensed, and her eyes watered, "Oz...".

"Ali-", Bam

"How dare you leave me here alone for such a long time?!", Alice displayed an epic karate chop right on Oz's head. Luckily it wasn't too hard that it would fracture his skull.

"I'm sorry Alice! I had to find more information of the Baskervilles plans!"

"But for so long?! Has it ever crossed your mind that I would feel lone-...anxious?!", Alice didn't want Oz to know how forlorn she felt without him. She was the B-Rabbit after all, the most powerful chain in all abyss who doesn't need anyones company or friends.

"Anxious?"

"Yes! A-As your master, and you being my manservant! I was worried that you were lost without me!", Alice stood up and placed her right fist upon her waist, and the left pointing at Oz, as if accusing him of being a clumsy, accidental prone, irresponsible, childish boy. Which, sadly for Oz, is very true.

"...Yea, I was lost."

Alice looked down at Oz, wondering what he meant by what he said.

"Anyway Alice, let's go inside, you'll catch a spring cold,", he smiled his ever so charming smile which captivated Alice and made her unknowingly stare deep into his eyes. Of course Oz felt slightly uncomfortable with her actions. But he didn't hate it.

"...Char..ming...", the words somehow escaped from Alice's mouth unintentionally.

"What?"

Suddenly realizing what she had spurted out, she slapped Oz right on the cheek. It was by reflex. "N-nothing!", She turned around, facing the opposite direction of where they were headed, to the mansion.

"Alice! W-where are you going?!"

"Prince hunting!", soon she disappeared through the garden.

Oz was dump struct for a bit, his cheek still red and burning. His hand still trying to sooth the pain...but for some strange reason. Once Alice's hand clashed with his flesh, warmth surged and dispersed all throughout his body, his heart fluttering both with excitement. Unfortunately it didn't last long, soon it has been replaced with the stinging feeling. Oz looked down at the grass trying his best to distract himself from the sore. "Prince Hunting?"