Warnings- possible sexual innuendos (this is a oz x Cheshire story after all).

Notes-

"Talking"

'thinking/oz talking in his head to Chesh and Cecil'

"Cheshire talking"

'Cheshire thinking'

'Cecil talking"

'Cecil thinking'

Uploaded: September 22 2012

Those of False Innocence Chapter 10

This is My Story

Oz looked at his friends curiously. It had been quiet for several minutes, in which both Cecil and Cheshire simply stared at the bell still tied onto his wrist. Oz was actually surprised that they hadn't noticed it earlier, but he supposed they were to focused on making sure that he was alright. A warm feeling spread through his chest, and he smiled. It had been a while since someone really cared about him. A dull ache made itself known in his shoulder, and he absentmindedly placed a hand over it, his friend's eyes tracing the path the bell made through the air.

Cheshire was the first to speak.

"Oz, where did you get that bell?"

Startled, Oz's head whipped around to look at him, and he immediately regretted the gesture. His eyes screwed shut and a whimper came from his throat. He didn't realize he had fallen until he felt arms around him, and even then the pain was so much he couldn't open his eyes. The simple movement of his head had brought on an onslaught of pain from every nerve in his body. He heard Cheshire growl, before saying, "His body's hurt more than I thought. What happened to him?"

"You saw as much as I did," Oz heard Cecil say, and the sound of the two voices rang painfully loud in his ears. He assumed he had voiced his distress, because Cheshire's arms tightened and he felt Cecil's hand on his back again.

Cheshire scowled and, looking at Oz, asked Cecil, "What exactly did Alice do to him?"

"I'm afraid I can't give you an answer. All we can hope for is that he gradually gets better, and we should do our best to keep him here with us while he does so."

Oz listened quietly, his lips screwed shut so as to not let any more sounds of pain slip through. He spoke with his mind to them, 'So you don't know what's wrong with me then?'

His eyes opened slightly, and gazed scared into the black and red of Cheshire's outfit. 'You don't know what she did?'

They didn't answer, and his vision swam. 'At least tell me why you were surprised about the bell.'

Cecil's hand started tracing circles on Oz's back, and said boy sighed quietly. Not receiving an answer, he closed his eyes.

"It's mine." Cheshire said quickly, feeling Oz start to go limp in his arms. He needed to keep his friend awake. As he hopes, Oz's eyes opened, and he nodded sleepily or him to continue.

Cheshire swallowed nervously, "It's mine. I used to wear it around my neck. It was a sign of my friendship…with Alyss." Oz stiffly looped his arms around Cheshire's middle, silently comforting, telling him that he didn't have to talk, but that he dearly wanted to hear more.

"After I… got hurt, Alice and Alyss were my friends. In the beginning, they babied me, and made me feel…happy. But, I guess they got tired of me after a while." It was Oz's turn to squeeze Cheshire, and he returned the gesture softly.

"They took my bell. They said that I didn't deserve it, something as precious as that. I asked for her to give the bell back, but once I said that word… Alice screamed at me." He shivered, and Cecil frowned at him, apologetically. "She got so angry, she wouldn't speak to me. Alyss found out, and thought it would be better if I were something that couldn't get in the way. So she made me into a doll."

Oz stroked Cheshire's back soothingly, his own face still ugly with pain, and said, 'And you, Cecil? What of you?'

Cecil inhaled sharply at the sudden question, and he stopped rubbing Oz's back. He glanced up to Cheshire, only to see the cat's face twisted in sadness. He sighed and stood up, moved quickly over beside's Cheshire, and sat swiftly down next to him. Looping his own arm around the cat's stiff shoulders, he started talking.

"…I've been here, for a very long time. I was a human, and I wasn't in the Abyss." Oz's eyes opened more, suddenly afraid as to what he would hear. "I met a girl named Alyss, while I was still outside. She was my friend, and we talked together. But one day, I woke up and I was here, with her. She told me that she had lived here, and she wanted someone that would be there with her."

His hands clenched, and Cheshire saw out of the corner of his eye. He released Oz with one arm, and looped the other around the waist of the other boy.

"…Keep going."

Cecil took a breath, "I was appalled, I thought, how can someone be so selfish to ruin someone's life like that? I voiced this to her, and she snapped. It happened so fast, I'm honestly not even sure what happened. The next thing I knew, I was a doll, and Alyss was crying down at me, glaring at me. She yelled, 'Now you see how selfish it was! Now you see how lonely I'd have been!' and she left me alone."

"The next I saw her, she was with Alice. I didn't know how long had passed, and I hadn't cared about it in a long time. Alice picked me up, and set me on the shelf. I'm not even sure she knew what I was, or what had happened. After that, they got a new toy."

Oz felt Cheshire stiffen, and looked up worriedly. Cheshire quickly withdrew his arm from Cecil's shoulders, "Don't say it-"

"Alice had brought a little cat with her, and decided to play with it. And then later…"

"Stop saying that!"

"Alyss threw it away, just like she did me."

Cheshire screwed his eyes shut, and looped his arms back around Oz, seeking his comfort. Oz sat up tiredly, and let Cheshire bury his head in his chest. It unnerved him, how someone so strong like Cheshire, could have been broken so swiftly by those girls.

It made him angry. How they had marked Cheshire as theirs with a simple bell, and taken it away without a moments thought. A sick feeling flooded his heart.

They had done the same to him, hadn't they?

They marked him, right? With the seal that now stood bold against his heart. His head started to pound at the thought. He had thought this before, but never so vividly, and never had he been so infuriated with the two girls before.

Thinking they could own people just because they were the 'Rabbits.' He was a rabbit too dammit and he didn't own anybody! Oz paused in his anger. He was a rabbit? Where had that come from?

He blinked, and suddenly there were metal chains everywhere, binding him by his ankles and his wrists. They moved his arms for him, and a scythe that wasn't there before came slashing down, and Oz heard someone scream.'Don't make me kill anymore!'

He blinked again, and he was back in his mind, but Cheshire was shaking him gently, staring at him worried. "Oz? What just happened? Are you alright?"

Cecil placed a hand on his shoulder, "You gave us a scare, not moving like that."

Oz didn't know what was going on. Only that one second he had been killing someone and the next he was crying. Wait, crying?

He realized his cheeks were wet, and that Cheshire was still looking at him. The worry had been replaced with realization, and then guilt. He pulled Oz into his chest and hugged him again.

Cecil watched as Oz tentatively looped his arms back around Cheshire, and silently cried. He decided to do something to lighten the mood, and quickly whistled a wolf call at the two boys. Instead of blushing, and separating like he thought they would, Cheshire glared at him, and hugged Oz closer.

Cecil watched as Oz seemed to cry with more vigor, and sighed guiltily. Things were changing.

All for the better, he hoped.

Gill looked at the clock irritated. Break had been preparing the ceremony for a few hours now, and had made Gil leave before he could break anything. He was a stupid clown, in Gil's opinion.

There was a knock on his door, and Gil shot off his bed quickly. Opening the door, he looked down at a smiling Sharon.

"Break would like to see you, Raven."

Gil nodded seriously, and started down the hall towards where Break was standing, a smile on his own face.

"Ah, Gil~ it's about time! Where have you been? I had to go into the Abyss without you!" Break taunted merrily.

Gil blanched, "Wha- You stupid clown! I told you to wait!" He hurriedly looked around for Oz, and missed Break laughing.

"Ah Gil, still so gullible. What's your master going to think when he sees you?"

Gil turned red, "I told you to call me Raven! What's Oz going to think if he realizes he's been gone for ten years!?"

Break frowned at him, "Ne, Gil he will find out eventually. What's the point in hiding it?"

Gil scowled, "Just, please. Call me Raven."

Break sighed, "Whatever you say, Gil~!"

Gil sighed, exasperated, but then a serious look returned to his face, and he followed the Clown.

He was going to finally see his master.

He just hoped that he hadn't changed.

Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't been uploading! My computer got a virus that made it so I couldn't go on the internet, and no internet = no updates. To make it up to you all, I'm going to try and update all of my stories the same day or the day after this one!

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