Chapter Two: The Pool of Tears

I felt my bones breaking and shifting, I could hear them creaking as my skin loosened and sagged. I squeezed my eyes shut, gritting my teeth against the pain.
When it all stopped I opened my eyes and straightened my spine- only to hit my head against the ceiling. Wait...CEILING?!

Gilbert?!" He didn't answer and I was starting to panic. "Gilbert, answer me please!" He still didn't answer me and I began to bang on the walls and ceiling. "G-Gilbert?!" I screamed pushing with all my might at the area around me, frustrated and scared, tears spilled down my cheeks. They ran in streams down my face and landed in fat drops on the floor. "GILBERT?! HELP ME, PLEASE!"

Why wasn't he answering?! WHY?! What did I do?! Is it because I made him sad?! "Gil..." I whimpered tears falling and, strangely enough, they began to pool around my ankles, soaking my socks.

You have to find your true self, darling.

"B-But I don't know who I am!" I cried banging on the walls, "I want to get out! I-I want...I want you to answer me!"

Vhy?

"I've always been alone!" I sobbed my tears up to my knees, "My parents don't notice me! Alfred's their special son even though I'm way smarter! All they think about is finding a nice girl for Alfred, they never think about me! No one does! And the few friends I have...th-they think I'm him most of the time!" My tears were up to my waist. "I just want someone to notice me! TO CARE! Y-You're the first person in so-so long that has...that ever noticed me first and remembered me!" The tears were up to my shoulders and I was gasping for air. "TH-THAT WAS MY FIRST K-KISS!"

...you're almost there mein liebe.

Suddenly, I found myself shrinking and I fell into the water. The cold, salt water of my tears filling my lungs as I gasped and clawed at the surface, trying to get above the water. But I couldn't. I couldn't get air and I couldn't breathe, my vision and brain going fuzzy as I got dragged further into my ocean of tears.

It's ok, Birdie, I got you.

Despite everything, I gave in and my vision went black.


We met at a party, as cliché as that is. Our whole meeting was cliché, I guess.

We were dressed in our finest, the best money had to offer.

I was wearing and ivory dress with sheer sleeves starting from my shoulders and going to the first knuckle of my fingers, the sleeves had white embroidery on the sides facing outward -the pattern resembled chess pieces. The bodice wasn't sheer, instead it was solid ivory silk with more white embroidered chess pieces at the hem line, giving way to an ivory colored, full, tulle skirt that lightly dragged across the floor. I also wore clear, glass heals that I walked gracefully in, managing them like a pro. It was not uncommon, here, for young men and boys to dress like women or girls. Older men, in their thirties onward, tended to wear more manly clothing like trousers and jackets. I had just turned sixteen, actually this party was for my sixteenth birthday, so it wasn't odd that I was wearing a dress, heels and wearing a diamond encrusted choker and diamond studs in the cartilage of my ears.

The King and Queen -Mama and Father -had finally let me try alcohol, to which I was excited. I made sure not to drink too much of the icy, blue liquid that was of a low alcohol content.

A chute of the liquid, known as Piquant, was clutched loosely in my hand when I saw him. I had been listening to a rather interesting gentleman that made hats, I do have to say he was rather quite mad, and he -Gilbert -was behind him and talking to someone else.

Gilbert was dressed just as nicely as everyone else at the party. He was wearing a black leather coat that ended just below his hips with many buckles and wide sleeves, black trousers tucked into black knee high boots, a red waist coat with black, heart shaped buttons, a crisp, black shirt, a black cravat with a heart shaped, red ruby pinned in the center. He looked absolutely roguish, even with his rabbit ears and fluffy rabbit tail. He was handsome and eye catching, although, Gilbert was always eye catching, no mater what.

You could never ignore the White Rabbit, at least not for long.

He looked away from the man, with brunette hair and a small mole, he was talking to and his eyes met mine.

A blush bloomed on my cheeks, how could I not? How could I not blush when his crimson eyes, like something out of a dream, were looking at me intently? How could I not blush when I felt like he was trying to look into my soul, and I was all too willing to let him?

He smirked, slowly and gradually, forcing me to look away and turn my attention back to the hatter least I burst into flames. Or my stomach explode with butterflies, or my heart clench up into a heart attack.

Why must someone be blessed with such a sexy, fuckable face?!

"Matthew, my darling, won't you come with me?" Mother said, touching my elbow gently. I jumped, startled, and she giggled. "We have royal guests. The Queen of Hearts, your Auntie, is here."

"Yes, royal mother," I said. I smiled apologetically at the hatter, curtseying. "I'm terribly sorry, hatter, perhaps we can continue this later? I am afraid I must greet my aunt."

"Of course, of course, time is of no matter! It's always tea time!"

"Yes, hatter, yes," I said with a small smile as I turned and left the madman and made my way to the thrones Mama and Father sat in and, hopefully, one day, I would sit in with my king. Or queen. I wasn't picky.

Mama and Father weren't sitting, at least not at the moment. They were standing and smiling pleasantly at Auntie Natalya, better known as the Queen of Hearts, and Uncle Ivan. They ruled side by side as siblings instead of lovers.

Auntie wore a silk gown that clung tightly to her curves with a thick strap over her left shoulder and a slit up her left side all the way to her thigh, it sparkled with sequence. She also wore extremely tall black heels, black silk gloves went all the way to her elbows, red ruby rings and bracelets on her left arm and a black soutache cape with a high collar and red embroidered hearts. Her hair was curled up in an elegant bun, a red ribbon in her hair, her lips were painted bright red while her eyes were rimmed with thick, black eyeliner and a heart shaped ruby the size of the palm of my hand was hanging on a gold chain above her breasts.

Ivan wore something simpler. A red military coat buttoned up to his neck with his military badges on the left side of his chest, red trousers, black leather gloves, oily black shoes -not boots- and a back cape draped over the right side of his body.

"Ah, Matthew!" Mother said pulling me to her side, "Matthew, my dearest, this is your Aunt Natalya and Uncle Ivan. Brother, sister, this is your nephew."

"Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you," I said curtseying immediately, "Thank you for coming to my birthday party, your majesties."

"He is so polite, big sister," Ivan said with a gentle, childish smile on his face directed at me. I blushed and tentatively smiled back, making him laugh. "And so cute, big sister~!"

"Precious," Natalya said bitterly, raising her chute of black, hissing liquor -known as Indulgence -to her lips.

"We have brought our servant," Ivan said, detecting his little sister's pissy attitude, "Would you like to meet him, Matevy? He's really quite something."

"Matthew would love to meet him," Father said with a chuckle sipping on his chute of Piquant.

"Very well," Natalya said with a sigh that made it seem like what she was doing was a great task, as well as, a great inconvenience to her, "RABBIT, GET OVER HERE!"

The White Rabbit, the albino, from earlier was at her side within seconds.

"You called, my queen?" he said bowing low to her.

His voice is so fucking hot!

"Da," she huffed, "Your king wanted to show you off to our relatives. And...the birthday boy."

I almost flinched on the harsh tone of her voice, but I didn't, instead, I smiled at the White Rabbit and curtseyed. "Bonjour, I am Matthew, prince of the Queen and King of White. It is a pleasure to make your acutance."

Gilbert smirked, turning my insides into a chaotic mess. As I stood up straight, he bowed, deeply. "Hallo, I am known as ze White Rabbit," he said taking my hand between his, he brought it to his lips and kissed my ring, the one with the family crest of the lion and the unicorn. I blushed bright red, his breath ghosting over my skin and his lips so, so close to actually touching my hand. "But you, your highness, can call me Gilbert."

I smiled, feeling my insides quiver in desire.


I suddenly broke through the surface of my ocean of tears, coughing and sputtering the water from my lungs as my dream -or would it be memory of some kind? -ended. I flailed, only to find a pair of arms wrapped around my chest and legs kicking on either side of me. Relaxing some, I let whoever this was paddle through the water, until I was harshly shoved up onto the shore. The shore felt soft and, when I looked down, I realized the shore was made from shredded paper.

"You should be more careful~!" a voice scolded, although it sounded like whoever this person was was scolding a child, "You almost drowned!"

"Not...not my fault..." I croaked, looking up at my savior, "But...B-But tha-thank you for saving me."

"No! I couldn't just let you drown, bambino!" the girl said, "Nonononono! That wouldn't be nice at all!" The girl had curly, red tinted brown hair in a ponytail, a red ribbon holding it up, big amber eyes and a petite, curvy figure. She wore short overalls and black thigh high socks, dripping wet from the ocean of tears; she had on no shirt beneath the overalls and I could see her black and red lace bra.

Oh, did I forget to mention, she had big mouse ears on top of her head and a slim, skinny tail.

"U-Um, I'm Matthew," I said with a shy smile and a blush -THE GIRL WAS HALF NAKED FOR FUCK'S SAKE! -as I stood shakily onto my feet, "Who-Who are you?"

"Who am I...? Who am I...? Oh! I'm Daisy! Oops, I mean, I am known as the mouse but you can call me Daisy, bambino!" she giggled grabbing my hands between hers and holding them between us, dangerously close to her breasts might I add, "Oh your so adorable~ I could just eat you! But, I'm a vegetarian and I have my own amour to eat~! Come on, come on, I'll bring you to the Dodo and the Lory, that way we can get dry!"

"O-Oh..." I said my head suddenly hurting with how excited and cheery she was, "Me-Merci."

"EEP~! You sound like Chesh! I can't wait to show Lory, I bet she'll think you make the Chess Language sound cuter than he does! You definitely sound cuter, but I still love big brother! He's not that bad when he's not being a total pervert!"

"That sounds...lovely..."

Fuck, what did I get myself into?!


OHHHHH look at that, such a decently timed update. Relatively quick,

relatively quick.

By the way, Daisy is nyo Italy

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Matthew: Alice

Katyusha: White Queen

Gilbert: White Rabbit

Natalya: Queen of Hearts

Ivan: King of Hearts

Daisy: Mouse