I'm sorry! I'm sorry it's taking so long to enter the chapters! You see were we're staying at the moment there is no internet connection and the only time I can enter this is when I go visit my grandma's house (she has internet). We're still trying to make some room at her house to move in but that might take weeks so were staying at my great grandma's house until then. So please be patient, I'll try to update this at least once every week if I can.

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Chapter 10

I continued to watch the Queen as she came down from the balcony, seeing how graceful she was with every movement. I have to admit, I was kind of envious of her. But then I was dragged out of my thoughts when Peter got up off of me. He looked a little irritated, but I don't know from what. I climbed back up onto my feet, and dusted of my dress. Well, don't you want to look the best you can when meeting royalty?

The Queen stopped in front of me and smiled. "We would like to ask you if you'd stay for tea," she said.

I didn't know what to do really, I'm mean how was I to refuse a Queen? A Queen that had the power to do anything she wants, which also means she can tell her guards to do anything to me. But I shoved those thoughts out of my mind, how can such a nice lady be evil?

I smiled and nodded, "Yes, I think I'd like that." I looked over at Peter, my face reddening when I remembered the situation that we had just been in, and that we had not been alone. In fact, besides the Queen, Peter, and me, there were about 5 of there people who were present. I looked at those people know, seeing pure shock on there faces. I quickly looked away, my face almost red as a tomato.

"Alice! Are you alright? Your face is bright red, do you feel sick?" I looked over at Peter to see him coming closer, his face covered in worry. He placed his gloved hand on my forehead, checking my temperature.

His eyes widened when he felt the heat radiating from me, not knowing that it he was the cause of it. Before I could even react, he swiped me up into his arms and said to the Queen, "I'll take her to my room, send for a doctor!" Having said that, he ran out of the room, not hearing the protests I made.

Stupid emotions. They got me into this stupid situation again. But I couldn't really get mad at anyone else besides myself because it had all been me. Not Rose.

You see Rose is really just a concentrated portion of me. She is made up of my more girly sided emotions like love, embarrassment, lust, happiness, etc. So she is really me, but she had no other emotions to cloud her decisions like I do. I had all of those emotions and lots of others, like hate, frustration, loneliness, sadness, logic, etc. When you have other emotions, you tend not to do what you really want to do, listen more to your logical side. You know, like staying out of trouble. But I liked to give them names, make them more real.

I was dragged out of my thoughts when I heard a loud "BAM!". I looked up to see that Peter had kicked open a door to a very nice room. I tilted my head up to Peter, wanting to tell him I was fine and he could put me down know. But I stopped when I saw his expression. It was one of worry and sorrow. He walked into the room and placed me onto the bed, pulling the covers over me. I was shocked into silents.

"Are you ok? Please be ok. Don't leave me, please." He continued mumbling on and on, like I was someone he'd known for years, rather then days, like I was about to die.

...Wow. A slow smile slide onto my lips. I hesitantly placed my hand onto his head, patting his long, soft, white hair in between his long rabbit ears that were drooped down in sadness. He looked up, and to my surprise, I saw tears in his eyes. I continued to softly smile at him and said, "I'm fine Peter, your just over reacting."

He looked unsure for a moment, then placed his hand on my forehead again. He looked shocked for a moment, then he mumbled, "But you had a fever...."

I laughed lightly, happy to see he had gotten over his depression, it hurt me to see him that way, no matter how surprising that may be. "I'm fine, really. What you felt happens to everyone," I answered truthfully, I mean, everyone at least once in their life has blushed... right?

I pushed the covers back and sat at the edge of the bed. I looked over at the window to the back of the room to see that it was almost night again. A confused look fell onto my face, not to long ago there had been sunshine shining down everywhere. I gave a little shrug and looked back up at Peter. He looked more relieved than anyone I'd ever seen in my entire life.

I gave a little smile and asked, "Umm, can I stay here for the night? It's almost dark and I don't know my way around." But I didn't have to add the last sentence because once he heard 'stay here for the night' he became a light bulb of happiness. I almost wanted to look away, he was just so bright.

"Yes, yes you can!" he said happily. I was about to thank him when he continued, "You can stay with me!"

I nodded, mumbled my thanks, and then looked around me to see a room that very much suited Peter. There were shelves that had books, and just with a quick glance, I saw that there was one called "The Role Holders"....weird, there was a brown couch with pillows that had the same pattern of Peter's coat on it. I looked up to see a low sealing, but then I realized that it was just the bottom of the bunk bed on top of the one I sat on. I looked back down at Peter, who was now smiling happily, lost in his thoughts.

I yawned, and stretched, I guess I was tired from the long walk here from the mansion. I got up and walked to the door, thinking heading to my room, when I paused, realizing that I didn't know exactly were my room was.

I turned around and asked, "Can you take me to a spare room? I don't know were my room is." After the first sentence left my mouth, Peter snapped out of his thoughts and looked at me with a pitiful expression, his white rabbit ears drooping.

"But I thought you were going to stay with me."

I just stood there for a moment, not processing what that really meant, then I did a retake and blush bright red. After Peter had jumped from the balcony, I had mostly been thinking of him as a over emotional kid, a kid who loved me like he'd known me all his life and cared for me dearly. But I just remembered that he was not a kid, he was a man, ok scratch that, a bunny eared man, a bunny eared man that I hardly knew at that.

I stammered, "I -I can't sleep here!" I didn't explain, hoping that he'd understand why.

But apparently my hopes were meaningless because he asked, "Why?"

I blushed a brighter red and stuttered, "B-because I'm a girl and your a guy, that's why!"

He looked at me for a moment seeing that I was bright red once more, just like in the balcony room. Something dawned on him and he became a smiling bunny man once more. I sighed with relief, hoping that he understood why, but was caught of guard when he jumped me, shouting with joy, "Awwww your so cute when your embarrassed!"

I stiffened when he collided with me, pushing me back onto the bed, his arms encircling me in a tight hug. He rubbed his head against my neck, making me blush so hard, I thought I was going to explode from the heat. I struggled in his grip, trying to get out.

"L-l-let m-me go!" I stuttered, overly aware that every part of my body that had contact with his burned like it was on fire. But he didn't do as I asked, he only held me tighter. So tight that I was having trouble breathing. I panted as I tried to get out of his grip with little hope.

"I don't want to!" he mumbled into my skin, his breathe tickling my neck. His soft white hair fell into my face as he snuggled closer to me, if that was even possible. My arms were trapped against me and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get them lose from his loving hold.

I was in a state of panic, having never been in a situation like this before. Sure, I'd been hugged guys before, but never had I been held so tight or for so long... Or from someone that had animal ears for the matter.

I heard Rose squealing in my head as she jumped up and down in delight. I silently cursed her as I tried once again to wiggle out of his grasp. My instincts were telling me to punch or slap him, but... well, my hands were tied. So I did the only thing I could do, I knead him in the crotch.

He stiffened and rolled off me with a groan, holding the area that was hurt. I gasped as the heavy weight was lifted form my body. After I'd filled my lungs with air, I made a dash for the door, not even looking back to see if he was alright as I ran out.

I ran down the hall, to panicked to stop and wonder were I was. After running nonstop for a few minutes, I collapsed onto the floor, gasping for the air that my lungs were screaming for.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!!! My mind raced, remembering everything that had just happened in Peter's room. I rapped my arms around my knees, rocking back and forth, shacking with fright... and rag.

That bunny was going to pay for making me feel this way. Never in my life had I felt so scared or so violated! As I was lost in my dark thoughts, a maid walked around the corner a saw me shacking on the floor.

She gasped and rushed over, worry covered her eyeless face. "Miss! Are you ok?!" she asked as she knelled down in front of me, her hand softly covered my shoulder.

I flinched away, not realizing that it was a maid, not Peter. After I looked up at her, I sighed with relief and relaxed a little. I shook my head side to side. She paused for a moment and thought. Then she asked, "Could you be Lady Alice?"

I nodded after getting over the shock of someone calling me so formally. She nodded and slide a arm around my shoulders, helping my get to my feet. "We have been looking for you, Lady Alice. Do you wish for me to take you to your room?"

I nodded, she seemed nice enough. I'm sure that she wont bring me back to Peter's room. As she led me slowly down many hallways, I asked her about this place and about Peter. She said that this was the Castle of Hearts and Queen Vivaldi ruled this territory. She told me many thing about this place, including that there was a knight of hearts that worked here. Apparently his name was Ace. I thought I'd like to meet this 'Ace' before I left. When I asked about Peter, she told me that he was a very cold person, someone that never liked people close and would kill someone on the spot if her or she did something out of line.

Which was the exact opposite from the Peter I knew. I asked if there was another Peter in the castle and she replied no, which left me puzzled.

She stopped in front of a door and motioned for me to go in. I warily opened the door, and was greeted with a wonderful red and pink room. I smiled as I walked in.

I turned to the maid and thanked her. She just smiled and wished me a good night as she left the room. I sighed as I walked over to the queen sized bed, sliding my backpack off, onto the floor. I fell face ford onto the bed with a groan, the stress of the day falling down on me at full force. I mumble something about men being stupid and I should never truest them, as I got up and undressed. After all was off, I walked over too the dresser and looked in. I saw a white night gown, which had frilly ends and hung low on my chest.

...Dear God, why? I mumbled nonsense as I slipped it on, self conscious if someone came in while I was warring this. But I was amazed when it turned out that it kind of showed my figure, making me look parity or... sexy even. I looked at the mirror, wondering if I'd ever need something like this. I sighed with refrain, not letting myself linger on that depressing thought, and wondered over to my bed, cloths in hand.

I folded and placed them neatly inside my backpack, which lately had become like a suitcase, and took out my laptop. After a minute of waiting I went to Writer, deciding to right a journal of my days spent here. I mean, wouldn't you like to keep track of everything that happened to you in a weird world that you were new to?

It took me a few minutes to right everything that happened to me today, but I did, and I REALLY hoped no one would read this. It was personal.

I saved it and turned of my laptop, not able to think of anything else to do on it. I slide it into it's compartment in the bag and zipped it closed. I placed the bag on the floor and slide into bed, iPod in hand, feeling quit lost in this world. I place the earphones in and played "The Stray Child".

I let the days stress out with the only I could (at the moment), I cried. Long and hard. After it was all out, I slowly relaxed to the sad, soothing song, and drifted to sleep.

"Hey, you are lost in your way,

Deep in a awesome story...."

I looked up at the swirling purple clouds, once again back to the sleeping domain of Nightmare. I looked down seeing I was waring the embarrassing night gown that I had worn to bed and blushed. Oh man, I didn't want to be here in this at all.

Just when I was praying for him not to be here, I heard. "Now, that is very rude. Why would you not wish to see me?"

I turned around with dismay, seeing him floating a few feet above my head. After he took a good look at me, he understood why and a "Hmm" came out.

I blushed and crossed my arms in front of me. "W-what do you wont Nightmare? As you can see, I don't want to be seen in this," I mumbled, hoping this would be short.

He smirked and floated closer, a mischievous look on his face. "Well, I can see that, but I have to admit, you look lovely in that," he noted, smirking again when I blushed at his comment. Stupid, floating man.

I looked down, wishing this would end, wanting to sink into the painless and thoughtlessness of sleep. Nightmare was quit for a moment then asked, "What happened?"

Memory's of the past day flew threw my head and I blushed, gripping my shoulders tightly. "N-nothing happened, w-why do you ask?" I stuttered, still keeping my eyes carefully away from his, knowing that they would give me away.

He was silent for a few moments, then "It is only natural for things to happen like that in this world, Alice. And many more will happen before you leave this place." I looked up in surprise, it was like he'd been there and new what had happened. But then I heard the last sentence and my surprise turned into dismay. I looked down in my depression, letting my shoulders sag as if the where holding a weight to heave to hold.

"....Can I go?"

He said nothing but I felt that he silently said that I could. Not to long later, I felt the darkness clam me once more.

I sighed and rolled over, feeling the blankets unwrap a little from my body. I not fully awake but I was awake enough to feel happy that I was laying in such a nice and warm bed, so unlike my own. I rolled back over onto my side and listened, hoping to hear the chirping of the morning birds. But I hear something I didn't expect to hear.

"*loud breathing*"

I was still half asleep so I thought it was me and rolled over, meaning to lay on my chest. But instead of rolling onto the soft bed, I rolled onto something warm and muscular. I disregarded that it should be soft and cold instead of stiff and warm, and instead snuggled closer to the warmth, welcoming it.

I felt warm, strong arms wrap around my waist. I slowly opened my sleepy eyes, seeing the side of the room a little higher then it should be. I leaned on my hand that was pressed onto the warmth that was not the bed, and yawned. I looked down and was meet with something NO girl should have to deal with at such a young age.

It was a man. A normal man that I could see, no animal parts at least, who had warm brown hair that was short, but not short enough that he didn't have bangs falling a little over his eyes, which were brown as well. I didn't fully process that there was a man laying in my bed until he said with a smile, "Good morning!"

I screamed, and dashed off the bed into a corner of the room, pressing my back up against it. I shook as he sat up and looked at me with a smirk. I heard loud foot steps and a shout of my name before the door slammed open, with a rabbit man in it's place.

"Alice! What's wrong?!" he asked, rushing over to my shaking form. I flinched when he touched me but I didn't take my wide eyes off the still smirking man in my bed. When I didn't answer him, he fallowed my eyes and saw what I saw. His eyes filled with rage as he hugged me closer protectively.

"What is the meaning of this Ace?!" he shouted at the man, his voice filled with rage. I still wasn't fully awake so I didn't complain about who was protecting me from the man named Ace.

Ace smirked and said, "I was sleeping in my room. What's wrong with that?"...His room? Did the maid lead me to the wrong room?

Peter's ears twitched irritatedly and he hissed, "This is Alice's room you idiot!"

Ace tilted his head, a questioning look on his face. He looked around the room and saw his mistake. "Huh... I guess this isn't my room."

He looked over at my still frightened form and smiled, "Sorry." He laughed it off and got up off the bed.

I cringing away from him as he walked around the bed, his shirt open. Peter stood up, dragging me with him in his protective hold, and pulled out his clock. I looked at it, wondering what that could possibly do in a situation like this. What was he going to do, check the time? Or was he going to throw the outrageously large thing at him?

Well, he did something no one would have expected, he turned it into a gun and pointed it at him. He hissed, "You may be sorry but that isn't enough! Your going to pay for scaring my dear sweet Alice!"

"BAM! BAM!"

I gave a small cry and hid my head in his chest, covering my ears as he fired. Did I mention that he was still in his pajamas? And that his shirt was unbuttoned? Well if I didn't, now I just did.

I heard laughter and quick foot steps, then Ace's laughing voice, "Come now, Peter. I said I was sorry."

I peeked through a fold of Peter's open shirt, watching as Ace dashed around, dogging Peter's angry bullets and laughing the whole time. I felt pity for the man named Ace. He may have been in my bed, and scared the heck out of me, but I don't want to see him get hurt or possibly die. No matter how much I hated someone, I never wished them harm in anyway. I knew that I needed to calm Peter down before blood was spilled.

I tilted my head up till I could see Peter's angry face, his white hair sticking out in some places and his rabbit ears pulled back, almost flat against his head, and his blood red eyes narrowed in anger. I looked back down and bared my head into his chest, mumbling softly, "Stop... Just get him out... it's enough... Just... please... stop."

I could still see him through a fold in his shirt, just to embarrassed and frightened to fully face anyone. I watched as he quickly looked down, his face filled with confusion, his mouth opened, "But..." But he stopped when I pulled my face away, letting him see my face fully. He looked concerned, but that soon melted into resentment but understanding. I wondered what I looked like to make him look like that.

He looked back up at Ace, who was standing still, amazement or shock painted on his face, and said, "I'll forgive you this time, you idiot, but if you come near my Alice again," He paused, his eyes narrowing until all you could see in them were red, and continued, "You'll be dead on your feet."

I shivered at his threat, but Ace laughed and walked over to the door, a smirk on his face, not even fazed at his threat. He paused at the opening of the door and looked back at me, his lips pulled in a amused grin, and said, "Nice nightgown. I hope I can see you again in that." He had a mischievous glint in his eye. Before ether of us could react, he was out the door, laughing down the hallway.

"Ugh! That stupid idiot!" Peter shouted, his gun turning back into a clock. He looked back down at me and asked worriedly, "Did Ace do any thing to you?"

I shook my head slowly, still trying to understand what he meant by "nice nightgown". I pulled out of Peter's still protective hold and looked down at what I was waring.

I almost screamed with dismay, realization, and embarrassment. I blushed and wrapped a arm around my almost exposed chest and the other trying to pull the hem of the gown lower, remembering that I had been laying on top of him. I froze and looked at the know blushing Peter. When he didn't stop staring a me, I panicked, and did what all girls did.

I shouted, "Get out!" When he didn't respond, I punched him silly and shoved him out the door. I slammed the door and slide down the frame, hoping I hadn't broken his glasses with my panicked punches to his face.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead. This world was nice and all, but the people in it was something to think about. To many guys. How were all perverted... well take that back, the Hatter's mansion is ok. I sighed and walked over to the dresser and began to get read for another weird day in Wonderland.

Yay! I finished this chapter! I hope you can bare with me till I'm fully moved in. Oh and please tell me what you think, and help me with some idea's

And I'll tell you something for all of you Julius and Boris fans out there... THERE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!

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