Xianja walked until she found one of the seven gardens surrounding the perimeter of the tree. The garden was surrounded by flowers and in the middle was a plain patch of soft grass where she sat.

~Xianja~

"Not now Q"

Xianja didn't want to talk about it. God, she was so stupid! Why would he have any reason to care about her? What the fuck does friendship mean to anybody these days? An easy way to get some ass?

~Xianja its not like that~

"It's exactly like that! Look at me, im some piece of exotic meat that he'll toy with until he gets bored then he'll fall back on the blond bombshell that's obsessed with his ass."

~have you ever though maybe because you're exotic in every way he might be the one whos obsessed with you? It really isn't my place to tell you this but I sure as hell am not about to let that envious little fruit cup ruin happiness for the both of you. I have slipped into his mind on plenty of times since you have been here and it shocks me the kind of disturbingly sexual thoughts my baby Hatter has about you, its like you're the only woman who exist, that's kind of un-healthy. But not only that you fascinate him with about every thing you do. It's like you're a puzzle he has already decided to devote himself to solving. I hate to break it to you but, Hatter is in love with you~

Xianja dead panned. "What, are you serious? That the biggest load of bull I have ever heard" Xianja tried to blow off.

~This isn't a joke Xianja; he is in love with you in every possible way. He worships the very ground you walk on~

"You're exaggerating now."

~he's mad! Everything about him is an exaggeration; everything he does is an exaggeration, even love. Its called loving to the extreme, something you can only get from the mentally unstable. When this is all said and done and its time for you to leave, he most likely will follow you, or fall into a pit of depression and die of a broken heart. If this were a sane person it would be completely different, but its not, it's a man who's psychosis would have earth doctors un-able to diagnose.~

Xianja still didn't want to believe this. "But how? I'm not even that-"

~don't even go there! This isn't about what Xianja thinks about Xianja its about what Hatter thinks about Xianja. What he sees is a kind, witty, smart, caring, sex goddess.~

"sex goddess?" Xianja said skeptically

~yes, every thing you do, remember? And if you don't believe me i'll prove it to you~

"How?"

~he got back from his mystery spot a few minutes ago and he's in his studio. Go up there and i'll tell you what to next.~
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Xianja wasn't exactly sure what she was doing or even why for the matter, but she got up from her spot and trekked to the tree and up the many stairs until she came to his studio door which was closed.

'So what now?'

~now you are going to go in and have a conversation with him, but do some things while you're talking or he's talking and measure his reaction. This is a social experiment, by the end you'll see what power you have~

Xianja thought this was stupid, but knocked on the door any ways. When she heard a faint come in she stepped inside. "Hey" she said as he looked up from his desk. "Hello" he said with a tired smile.

Xianja walked over to his desk slowly, swaying her hips a little more. She noticed his face twitch slightly. She then hopped on to the side of his desk casualty and crossed her legs at her normal angle when she noticed that he could see a little more thigh than usual. This in turn caused his eyes to travel to her legs briefly while his breathing became slightly shallower.

It took him about five seconds to finally look up at her and ask "what can I do for you?" he said kindly with slight strain. Xianja leaned back a bit and he mumbled something she didn't catch.

"Hmm, what can you do for me?" she asked back coyly and his eyes widened while his Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed.

"I know, you can answer a question." She said. His back relaxed slightly and he nodded, "Sure" came his shaky response.

"Everybody says you have the power of insanity, what is it? What can you do?" Xianja asked a question that she truly had been pondering for a while. "Well, it first started-" he began before she cut him off

"Oooh story time!" she said excitedly and slid off the table on placed her self on his lap, drawing her knees up. She wiggled around to get comfortable, and then looked at him to continue. His look was one of pure agony and she loved every second of it. Then she felt it, a monster of an erection, poking at her bum, her heart was beating and her instincts were telling her to rub against it, and watch his eyes roll back. But she acted as if it wasn't there.

Hatter was in hell. Beautiful, painful, hell. He should have seen it coming with the way she sat on his desk like that, teasing him with those sweet legs of hers. He asked what he could do for her and she just responded with the same in such a coy tone that made him tense up. 'She isn't asking, she doesn't want it, she's just being cheeky'

~cheeky girls need to be disciplined. You could do it, bend her over your knee and show her what cheeky girls get. Don't stop until your pant leg is soaked with her cum~

'STOP, NOW!'

She asked about his powers and was about to tell her until she stopped him by sitting in his lap. Now he REALLY was in hell. So fucking close and couldn't even touch her, the pain in his groin only made worse as she squirmed.

~You daft fool! Take her! Now! Now! NOW!~

She looked up at him with such an innocent smile. Did she even notice how much pain he was in? did she notice at all? Was she blissfully ignorant of his struggle? It must have been him; he must have been concealing it better than he thought.

She noticed his hands gripping the hand rests roughly, his pale knuckles turning whiter. He never once looked away from her and she smiled at him. "Okay, continue" she said now comfortable. He cleared his throat weekly. "When the white queen died, my psychosis became more severe causing me to gain powers of imagination. Any thin I imagine can happen, to some extent. For example, when something is out of my vicinity I cant do any thing, or if I wish to send my self somewhere if I have never seen it I cant go there." He spoke slowly as to try and calm himself down.

Her smell was hitting his nose hard and he was certain he could smell her arousal too, but with so many things going on at once it was hard to tell. "Okay, so can you think things into existence?" she asked as she pulled some strands of his loose hair into her fingers and started to fiddle with them, her head leaning on his shoulder.

Xianja knew she was doing WAY too much but she couldn't help herself, it just felt so natural, despite the discomfort of the Hatter. She soon noticed Hatter becoming brave and placing a hand on her hip in a very appropriate place. "No, the item must already exist in some physical plane." He voice was slowly becoming deeper, giving Xianja the sign that he was about to loose it and she figured she pushed him far enough.

She sat up and looked him In the face his eyes where changing color yet again. This time it was a deep garnet red that was slowly engulfing the orange like a countdown. "Thanks for telling me the story Hatter ill see you at dinner!" she said and she rapidly got up, skipping out the room leaving Hatter in his chair staring at space, missing the weight of her on his lap.

He looked down and blanched. Did she feel that, she had too! He replayed how she said her last sentence and paused. "That little tease" he did have half a mind now to bring her back in here and teach her a lesson, but that had to wait. He was in no position to do anything with her. His lust was to far gone and he could hurt her, in fact she was lucky she got out when she did or else she would have been in big trouble.

Hatter unzipped his pants and released him self. He closed his eyes as he stroked the engorged organ; it was going to be another long night.

Xianja ran to her room and shut the door. "Wow" she breathed.

~Told you~ she fell on to her bed, face down.

"It proves nothing" she denied speaking into the pillow, trying to calm the sexual nerves in her body.

~Now, how can that be?~ Q sounded skeptical.

"Sexual attraction does not prove love" she said simply, with a hint of disappointment in her voice. The queen considered this,

~And I suppose if he were to flat out tell you that he did you wouldn't believe him?~
Xianja made a face.

"Of course not! What kind of idiot would that make me if I just believed any man who said he loved me after only knowing me for, what, a week? Obsession, sure. Love? I don't think so."

Xianja spoke the logic she came to believe after witnessing many relationships around her dissolve. Q understood what she meant by that and an idea came to mind.

~Hmm, maybe I can change your mind about the Hatter. Today he caught a glimpse into your mind, why not even the grounds?~ she said mischievously. Xianja was confused

"Can you do that?"

~you're forgetting who I am.~

The queen slowly lulled Xianja into her mind, causing her eyes to feel heavy and close. She then felt an onslaught of emotions hit her al at once making her body tremble. Waves of adoration, wonder, curiosity, obsession, passion, possessiveness, lust and longing collided with her mind making her gasp for air as it was being sucked out of her. Then the biggest wave of all gnawed at both her heart and her brain causing her to shout into the pillow, love. It was so utterly powerful it caused her pain, love. True, genuine love, all directed to one person, her self. She mentally shouted surrender and the queen severed the connection. Xianja choked and coughed while gasping for air.

~That's what real love is. And he has it bad~

Xianja couldn't speak as spasms racked her body. She was exhausted and all she wanted to do was sleep, she closed her eyes and thought of the Hatter.

Chess appeared in Hatter's studio after checking in on Xianja. They had both missed dinner and wished to know why. She had been asleep when he found her and was amused that his friend was not in that same condition.
The rooms smelled heavy of sweat and semen, making the cat grin as he pieced what had just transpired. He then appeared behind the dressing screen as to give his friend some decency.

"She is getting to you isn't she?" he lightly teased. The Hatter's naked body laid on the couch covered in body fluid that was unfortunately his own. He was aware that Chess had caught on towards his feeling for Xianja so he wasn't going to deny his statement.

"She's a minx" he replied hoarsely.

"That may be, but I do wish to remind you that she is vital to not only you Aleck." Chess cautioned as to keep him aware of their situation.

"I know this" Hatter groaned, he could feel his body reacting once more as the thought of her came across again.

"How is her training going?" Chess asked.

"Very well, March says she'll have the vorpal power unlocked in no time"

"Excellent" he purred

"Any news from our squads" Hatter asked

"The red queens soldiers in snug are retreating. Also the mice in the castle believe they are one step closer to finding the queen's weapon. I do think this girl is becoming a good omen. Let us hope it lasts." With those words he disappeared.