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Alice

The day ended uneventfully. We failed to track down any Chains, or contractors for that matter, and were forced to return to the mansion.

"Do you always just waste time on useless searches like this?" I asked as we sat in the living room. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it. "That was as boring as when I was in the Abyss with no other Chains to fight. And a waste of time, now that time applies to me."

"Shut up," Seaweed Head told me as he sat down on the sofa and turned on the television using the remote (which I wish I knew how to use). "Feel grateful that we didn't get into any fights. It means that we're doing our job correctly and less work for you."

I grimaced at him, but didn't respond. Less work for us…maybe it was a good thing for him since it meant less life-threatening situations, but for me it was just a few less memories that I wanted back.

"We'll head to Osaka tomorrow, then," Sharon told us. "It's been calm around here for a generous amount of days. We can move on."

"What's Osaka?" I asked her.

"It's a place, Miss Alice!" she explained happily. "We're going there next to find some Chains!"

"There's been a recent increase in unexplained deaths there lately," Seaweed Head added. "Possibly the effect of a Chain feeding on the humans."

"So we're going to Osaka?" Oz asked as he dropped to a seat next to me. "When?"

"Tomorrow," Sharon said. "Isn't that right, Break? You've got the plane tickets ready and everything?"

Clearly, whatever these 'plane tickets' were, the Clown hadn't gotten them prepared. He backed away a few steps. "Of course, Sharon. I'm going right…now!" I had never seen the Clown seem so adept at movement as he did when he darted out of the room right then.

Sharon smiled sweetly, but it sent shivers throughout my skin. "I can always count on Break to get things done for me."

I cleared my throat, feeling rather uncomfortable in the presence of her evil aura. "Um, what's a plane ticket?" I asked.

For some reason Sharon found this adorable or something, because she rushed forward at me and gripped each of my cheeks with her hands like pincers. "Oh, you're so cute!" she exclaimed. It hurt…

"A plane is like a car," Oz explained to me while covertly leaning his body at an angle so that his head was blocking Sharon from damaging my face any further. Her arms instantly dropped. "Except it's faster and it can fly."

I thought for a moment, imagining a small, red car. A pair of feathered, pure white wings suddenly sprouted from its top. Planes were cool! "I want to go on a plane!" I decided.

Oz reverted back to his original position and grinned at me. "Yup! It'll be fun!"

I felt my shoulders sag with disappointment. "That…is a plane?" I said with dismay.

We were inside what Oz told me was called an airport, staring out a wall of glass and down at the ground. I looked at what Oz was pointing at. It was some kind of shining white body with two arms spread out from its sides and a fin-like object attached to its rear. Not what I imagined…at all…

"Yep!" Oz said. It was only the two of us at the window; Seaweed Head, Sharon, and the Clown were off to get the tickets or something. "Isn't it cool?"

I shrugged. Not really…

"Don't worry," he told me, as if sensing my disappointment. "You'll like it."

Yeah, right. That morning, Sharon had pounded on our door before the sun had even risen. I, who had just begun to getting used to the habits of sleeping when the moon was up and waking when the sun was up, had tasted my first batch of exhaustion. I hadn't slept enough. Sharon had dragged Oz and I into a car, and from there Seaweed Head took the car to this gigantic "airport".

It was not a pleasant journey.

I stifled a yawn. Even now, the sun had barely penetrated the darkness that I had woken up to. Oz was perfectly awake, bright-eyed and ready for pretty much anything. His eyes were sparkling and the flowers were spinning around him in frenzies.

"We're back!" the Clown exclaimed as he walked toward us with Sharon and Seaweed Head. "We're going to be boarding in about half an hour. What should we do until then?"

"Eat," I said automatically.

Seaweed Head snorted. I glared at him. "What?" he demanded at my expression. "Don't tell me that you don't notice your own gluttonous habits. Asking for food every other second. Is your stomach a bottomless pit?"

I bristled. Why this little – "I'm just hungry!" I protested. "Sorry if I'm starting to act like a human!"

"Calm down," Oz told me. "We'll get some food, okay?"

"And you, too!" Seaweed Head said, stabbing a finger in Oz's face. "You can't simply give into whatever is demanded of you! You aren't actually her servant!"

"Hey, don't involve him into this!" I snapped, shoving his arm away from in front of Oz's eyes. "Oz is just trying to make things easier for me, just as we promised!"

"Quit acting like you're queen of the world!" he retorted. "You're just an annoying rabbit!"

"You're the annoying one! What, you just want me to starve to death?"

"That would be rather nice, yes."

I could feel my blood beginning to boil. "You Seaweed –"

"Calm down!" Oz said, quickly grabbing me around the waist right as I was about to attack Seaweed Head. "We're in a public area! Both of you will get us in trouble!"

"He just said that he would like to see me die!" I protested, flailing my arms around, trying and failing to free myself. "I'm going to teach him never to mess with the Black Rabbit of the Abyss!"

I smacked Oz in the face with one of my arms by accident, and I was instantly freed. "Mr. Oz!" Sharon gasped, rushing over. I turned to see Oz crouched on the floor, his head downward. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he said, his voice slightly muffled. "I'm fine."

Worry spread throughout my body. Um…I hope I didn't hit him too hard…I sat on the floor and hugged my knees to my chest. "Oz? Are you sure you're okay?"

He lifted his head, covering his cheek with one hand. He smiled. "Of course!" He reached out with his other arm and patted my head. "Don't talk to me with that kind of worried tone. It makes me feel bad."

Oz's skin was warm…even through a thick layer of hair I could feel it.

The plane was filled with people. Sharon told us where to sit. We were spread all around the plane, but she had somehow gotten Oz and I next to each other next to a window. I peered out of it while we were still on the ground.

"You can see the clouds when we start flying," Oz told me from my right. "You'll like it."

Voices came and went, but I concentrated on staring out the window. Some people wearing bright orange vests were walking around on the ground. Hmm…I wonder what they were doing?

Suddenly, the plane began to shake. "Eek!" I squealed, and instinctively grabbed onto Oz's arm. "What's that? What's going on?"

He laughed. "The pilot is just starting to prepare the plane for flying. It's perfectly normal. Then again, I don't see you getting scared by many things."

I felt warmness rise to my face. "Well, it's not like I know what's normal and what's not on a plane," I muttered, but he just laughed again.

The plane started moving forward. I watched the surroundings through the window, and the green grass beside the road we were on was left behind. The rumbling became incredibly loud and irritating, when suddenly…it just disappeared.

From my view of the ground, I realized that everything I was observing was dropping below us. "Eh?" I exclaimed, pressing my hands to the glass. "What's going on?"

"We've taken off!" Oz told me. "Soon we'll be above the clouds. And why isn't your seatbelt on when the captain clearly told you to have it fastened? Were you paying attention to the announcements?"

Clearly, I wasn't. He reached over to some kind of strands of fabric attached to some clips or whatever and buckled something across my waist. "What's this?" I asked, poking at it.

"It's a seatbelt. Keeps you bound to the seat enough so that if we hit some turbulence, you won't go flying from your chair and get hurt."

I didn't bother asking what turbulence was. It didn't sound good if it could fling me from my seat and make me crash into something.

I yawned as some fluffy white bits of cloud tickled the window. "Not awake?" Oz asked me.

I shook my head. "I don't get why we had to get up so early…yesterday it was okay."

He lifted the bar that split our seats. My eyes widened. I didn't know he could do that! He chuckled at my expression before setting a pillow on his lap and patting it. "It'll be around an hour until we get to Osaka," he told me. "Until then, you can sleep if you want."

I paused for a moment. He would be staying awake the whole time… "No," I said coolly. "If even my manservant can keep his head up, then I –"

Oz planted one hand on the other side of my head and shoved it down onto the pillow. "Sleep," he told me, smiling down at me. "As far as we can expect from Sharon and the others, we're probably going to be Chain hunting as soon as we get there. Rest up."

I sighed, but gave in and shut my eyes. Behind that happy expression of his must have been some kind of mastermind. Otherwise, how could a sleep on a moving vehicle in a cramped space be so comfortable?