The day light felt amazing. Sunglasses, shorts and t-shirt, she couldn't expect more of a beautiful American day.

Alice was at another party , only this one she could care what was actually for. It was less formal, but a few men appeared in suits and ties, all the usual shit. She sauntered over to the nearest table, full with brimming wine glasses. Picking another up, she went over to a lonely table to admire the beautiful area below her from the garden party.

She sat first, resting her legs, before swinging round on the seat to gaze at the scenery. She gasped as she noticed it wasn't scenery in front of her, but a tall mans casting body, her head level with his stomach as she sat. Looking up through her sunglasses, she felt a sudden amount of shock as she realised who it was.

Hans.

It had been over a year and a half ago since their 'incident'. She prayed she'd never find him again, or him find her, but even though she had done so well, it was all in vain now.

She immediately stood, looking round for some where, anywhere, for her to go, if it meant being away from him. He gently grabbed her wrist, surprisingly, and lead her to the quietness of the vegetation populated garden.

Fear brewed inside her, her conscience telling her to deal with him and get it done with. He stood her in front of him, eyeing her.

"What?", Alice rudely asked, standing cross armed.

"I….take me back…", Hans simply asked her. Her face said it all, as she threw her remaining alcohol over his own face.

"Does that answer you?", she pursued. "I thought I was rid of you a long time ago…", she harshly yet truly told him.

"Yes, but your plan of dobbing me in didn't work…you should know me Alice, I always get my way out of things…", he smirked as he told her it hadn't worked.

She glared up at him in disgust, wishing he wasn't there, that he had never known her. His smile sunk, returning to the same sad look he wore when he'd confronted her.

"Please…", he whispered…, "I'm a wreck without you… you kept me going, together, now my life had fallen apart and everything is hell!", he practically begged her.

Alice simply laughed. "No…don't gimme' that crap…go back to her, where ever she is, I'm not falling again", she informed him.

Hans looked down at her through his clouded eyes. "I don't have her anymore…", he tried saying as depressed as he could muster.

Alice simply shrugged. "No surprise, the way you treated her…" The two paused, Hans looking deeply upset. As harsh as she was, she was right.

He'd lost Becka, and now thought everything would be picture perfect with Alice.

Bollocks.

All of it.

"Are you gonna' be much longer, I've got places to be", Alice asked impatiently, telling him she wanted him gone as she looked at her watch. She gazed up at him, noticing how much he'd seemed to age in a year and a half. She shook it from her head, not wanting to fall again.

She looked over at the party, not seeming to notice she was gone. She took a step forward to return, before reeling back round to find Hans had grabbed her shoulder, staring up at him for touching her without permission.

"Get off me…!", she ordered, fear hinting slightly in her voice.

"Alice, please!", Hans begged, his voice slightly wobbling.

"Hans, I said no, can't you understa - !" she cut off, screaming as Hans' lips crashed down on hers. He wrapped his hands around her frame, holding her against him as she struggled, trying to get herself out.

Even though it had been muffled, her screams had attracted the attention of the party goers, who streamed around them. Before anyone else could pull Hans off her, an extremely attractive blonde lad pushed his way in front, gob smacked at what he saw in front of him.

He brushed his long blonde fringe out of his eyes, making sure he wasn't seeing things, before reaching over and shoving Hans out of the way, who straightened up over his challenger.

" What the fuck are you doing to my fiancé?", the blonde ordered, not intimidated by Hans' size.

"Excuse me?"Hans asked, dumbfounded and surprised.

"I said - ", the other replied, before Hans cut him off,

"No, no , don't say it again, arsehole!" rudely. The trio stood their, Alice still under Hans' clutch, before Hans asked,

"An' who are you?"

"I happen to be Alice's future husband…that's Alan to you…", he cockily replied. Alan stepped forward towards Alice, though Hans pulled her into him as his answer to his new friends movement.

" Give her back…", Alan ordered flatly. He didn't look like the type of man to want to know once his aggressive side began.

" I never stole her, she was mine to begin with", Hans rallied, darkness in his husky voice.

"Hans, let me go… I never want to see you again, and I don't know why you think I would still want to be with you. Move on…!"Alice interrupted, her voice rising with seriousness.

Hans thinned his eyes at her in disgust, answering, "You 'onestly think you can just move on from me like that? That this boy can make you happier than I did?"

"Yes…yes I do, Hans…"Alice answered simply. She felt his grip weaken around her, acting quickly and releasing herself from his grip. Alan stepped over to her and took her in his arms as his form of protection.

Hans sniggered at how pathetic they seemed, disguising how dumbfounded he felt.

"Alan…that rings a bell….you told me you were glad to be shot of him, if I remember correctly, Alice", Hans tried, addressing Alice.

The pair shrugged.

"We've sorted it all out….", Alan answered him before Alice could. She looked up at him, craning her neck as he was somewhat taller than her, smiling happily.

This answer put Hans down….she had moved on….both his girls…he was now left with no one….

He hung his head, unable to hide how he felt, tears forming and running down his hooked nose. The breeze blew gently, shifting Alan's neatly kept blonde hair as he looked down at Alice, who kept her firm gaze upon Hans.

"Goodbye Hans…", she normally said, before turning Alan with her and departing. Hans watched them saunter off, back to their engagement party, trembling at his next loss.

She'd moved on, gone back to her ex, accepted his hand in marriage, and left him alone to suffer for the time of her departure, the hurt of the Becka still grinding within him.

Now he had no chance of ever sorting things out. It only drove him to want to inflict more pain and damage into peoples hearts, a laugh and thrive from the incredible feeling.

- The End -

I hope you enjoyed this, i had much fun writing it. The end of this story leads up to the attack of Nakatomi Plaza, all the pain and stuff he caused in that film having come from their. I hope you thought it different and smart; it makes a change from my usual Sweeney Todd stuff XD