Game of Cat and Mouse-With the Cheshire Cat and Alexis Reynolds

Multiple advances from Boris onto Alexis and her reactions to them all.

"Aw, who's a cute wittle kitty?" I cooed, gushing at the adorable kitten I found wandering the streets. It was official-remind me to never hang out with Gray again. He's been rubbing off on me way too much. The kitten mewed and pawed at my hair, which was now long enough to actually rest against my chest. It's green eyes gleamed brilliantly with mischief and its face practically radiated cuteness. "Oh, my god you are just too cute!" My voice squeaked as I held the kitten up to my face, kissing it on the head. "Awwww! I'm so glad that Nightmare doesn't care if we have animals or not!"

Shame I was allergic to cats, but as long as I took my medicine I was good. I held the cat against my chest gently and rubbed its ear, grinning like an idiot as I walked through town. I was visiting Pierce at the Amusement Park earlier, and having gotten tired of Gowland's horrible music skills I left and was now on my way back to Clover Tower. In all honesty, I was surprised I hadn't run into Boris at the amusement park-he's practically there wherever I go. He was even worse than Pierce at that ability, which can get rather annoying at times. But, it was also extremely helpful as he's often the one who protects me and saves me when some angry grudge-holding faceless tries to kill me and/or kidnap me to get revenge on Nightmare or one of the other role-holders I'm close to.

"Ah, well, this is a good time period, so I think we'll be okay!" I beamed at the kitten I was holding, leaning down and kissing it on the head again. Its ears twitched as it began to purr, rubbing its head against my chest. Just...so...cute! Er mer gerd! "Why are you so adorable!?" I squealed, smiling happily as I walked. "Can I, just like, name you or something?" It purred louder as I scratched underneath its chin. "Awww! How about...Puzzle? Hm, no...Michi? No, Shizuka? Nah... Gah! I don't know! What's a good kitten name? "Aha! How about...Kaori?" I liked that name. It was cute. The cat climbed up onto my shoulder and licked my face, causing me to giggle as I pet it. "Kaori it is then."

"Are you cheating on me with another cat?" A voice suddenly exclaimed, sounding disbelieving. I squeaked in terror and jolted, causing the cat to screech and scratch my face, leaving three nice cuts trailing down my cheeks and across my mouth. Tears welled up in my eyes at the sudden pain on my lips, clamping a hand over my mouth. "Shit-Alexis, are ya okay!?" Boris quickly moved over and pulled my hand away from my mouth and observed the damage. "Why that little-I'll skin it!"

"You two are related!" I protested, scowling as pain hit my face. Okay, note to self: no talking with scratch marks across lips. "And-And I'm not cheating if we're not dating! OW!" I cried out in pain as I pulled away from Boris' hands and pressed my own hand against my bleeding wound. I scrunched my nose up when I tasted iron. Gross, it got in my mouth. It hurt to even pout! Ow...

"You were kissing another cat," Boris responded casually, frowning at me as he placed a hand on his hip, leaning down to look me straight in the eye. I tensed at the closeness, "That seems like cheating to me." I moved my hand away from my mouth, prepared to protest and yell at him and call him stupid, but he quickly interrupted by saying, "Hey, no talking! I can imagine how much it hurts with the scratches right there."

I narrowed my eyes and scrunched my nose up at him for a moment before frowning, sighing. I winced, even that little action hurting me.

"Ah, damn it. Fine then. Hold still, Alexis." I lifted my head up to look at him confused, wondering what he was gonna do, when suddenly a hand pressed against my lower back right above my hips and another behind my head, Boris suddenly much much closer than he was before as his tongue brushed over the bleeding cuts. I froze, holding my breath as his tongue trail over my mouth and against my skin. I winced a little, but was more freaked out about the fact that he was technically kissing me as he tried to get rid of the wounds. His fuchsia colored hair brushed against my face. It was soft and tickled my skin, causing my lips to twitch upwards slightly as I tried to hold off a smile and laugh.

N-Now, don't-don't get me wrong, the only reason I'm even letting Boris get this close is because Cheshire Cat saliva heals. So-So don't-don't go thinking the wrong i-idea or something...I-I don't like him like that... Maybe. NO! I don't!

F-Fine...a little. Just a small bit!

I scowled once he was done and pulled back instantly, wiping at the saliva with my sleeve. I didn't like the feel of wet things on my face. "Th-Thanks..."

He grinned at me, tail swishing back-and-forth. "Nya, Nya, Alexis! Do I get a reward? I healed your wounds for ya!"

"L-Like what!?" I demanded, glaring at him with a red face. I crossed my arms and turned my head, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. W-Wasn't sexually harassing me enough!? Then again, he's Boris so he probably only thought he was helping. I mean, one time I was attacked, I had thought he was going to rape me when he was only trying to look at the bruises on my neck, so... I inhaled deeply and decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Boris' ear twitched as I looked at him completely and asked, "What kind of reward?"

A smirk spread across his face, and before I could ask what he was planning, his hands wove themselves behind my head and into my hair, his lips pressing against mine. I went completely still, frozen to the spot as his lips moved against mine. He pulled away with a pleased grin, saying, "Well? How was it?"

I blinked a couple times, brain still trying to process what had actually just happened, before my face turned multiple shades of red. Boris' ears twitched at the sound of my heart beating faster and grinned even wider, his golden eye flashing. Once my brain completely processed everything I clamped a hand over my mouth and pointed at him, taking multiple steps backwards as I stumbled. "Wh-Why-Why d-did you j-just-You just-B-Boris you-" Unable to think of a proper sentence, I decided to go with rage and scream, "IDIOT!" I lunged, charging at him as he ran away, intent on delivering him several good punches.


I scowled as I poked my cheesecake with a fork, Boris happily munching on a fish dish on the other side of the table. For some reason he decided it would be fun to scare the ever living crap out of me when I about to start making dinner from Nightmare, Gray, and myself and kidnapped me, taking me out to a restaurant. I-I mean, it was a nice place-peaceful and calm and had practically everything there. B-But-But I wanted to eat the meatloaf I was going to try and make for the first time... Stupid Boris. I-I didn't want to be here... Okay, I'm lying to myself, but whatever. Not like I'll ever admit it out loud that I like spending time with Boris. E-Especially when it was the-the two of us... ACK! THAT'S AS BAD AS SAYING IT! NO THINKING ALEXIS!

"What's wrong?" Boris asked suddenly, causing me to lift my head and stare at him in surprise.

"Hah?"

He swallowed and pointed his fork at me, saying, "Ya look like you're thinking deeply about something and it's making ya worried. What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing..." He frowned at me, his ears drooping slightly in disappointment and...hurt? What was he hurt about?

"Ya know ya can tell me anything, right? I'm here for ya, Alexis. You're my friend."

Yes, because friends totally steal kissed from each other, I thought sarcastically before holding back a wince. "I-I know... There's nothing wrong with me, seriously."

His ears drooped even more and I flinched, watching him look down at his plate of fish. He ate a little slower at this point and I felt really bad. Shit. O-Okay... Fine. A-Alexis, just-just get off your high-horse and say something! N-Nice, preferably...

"S-So...uh, nice day, right?" ACK! That was horrible!

"I guess?"

Damn it. "...I hate pink, but you seem to really pull it off." He raised his head and looked at me, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you insulting me?"

I looked like a deer caught in the headlights as I cried out in protest. "N-no! I-I'm just saying that-that you look good in pink even though it's-it's...a...uh..." Wow. I was really horrible at this. "But, um...yeah!" I quickly turned my head and looked out the window. "J-Just, just sayin'. You look good. I-In pink that is!" I quickly tried to cover my tracks, seeing the huge grin slowly spreading across his face. "Not-Not in general! 'C-Cause you're not that good looking or-or anything! I-I don't l-like you like that or-or anything, so-so don't get the wrong idea!"

He laughed at me and I felt my face and ears burn red. I groaned and hung my head, burying my face in my hands. "Jeez, 'Lexis! I can't tell if you're hitting on me or not. Talk about mixed signals!"

"I-I didn't mean like that!" I-I mean, yeah, Boris was really good looking, but-but that's just in matter of appearance and-and physical attributes and-and whatnot and I was just saying that even though I hated pink, he looked good in it! It was his color-that and black. But black looks good with everything and on anyone. I-I wasn't flirting.

He laughed again and leaned forward, smiling at me. "Aww! Way to get my hopes up. I actually thought I stood a chance there for a moment."

I glared at his playful face, scowling at him. I was going to beat the living hell out of him one of these days. "What the heck are you talking about?"

"Well, here ya are trying to chat about the weather, when suddenly ya go and say I look good? Sometimes I can't figure out if ya do what ya do on purpose or what?"

"Do what on purpose?" I asked, confused. Boris looked surprised before shaking his head, smiling softly.

"Nothin', never mind. Of course. You're too innocent."

"Haaah?" Sorry, wait, rewind-PAUSE! How the hell was my mind innocent? It was corrupted by four seasons of Game of Thrones! That show was all boobs, boobs, boobs, and more boobs-oh, wait, a guy got his head cut off. Finally something interesting-NO! Why'd you have to kill him off? He's supposed to be one of the main characters-she's a what? He's the murderer? No; You can't kill them! Why is that guy running around naked? Oh, because she got angry. GYAH! MY EYES BURN!

...Basically my reaction to the whole thing.

Boris sighed and leaned his head into the palm of his hand, staring at me with a pout. "Man... The way ya act sometimes makes me wish I'd have the chance to corrupt ya."

"Wh-What's that supposed to mean, stupid?" He grinned at me.

"Why should I tell ya? Would you date me then-nya?"

I nearly choked on air. "WH-WHAT? Wh-Where did that come from?"

He pouted at me again. "I really don't stand a chance, huh?" Jesus-if he keeps teasing me like this, I'm going to punch him in the face. I think he knows I like him, which is why he makes fun of me like this, but I don't understand why he keeps doing it if he knows that I like him. He doesn't like me, considering he likes Alice (Who's married) and/or Vivaldi (Why else would he put up with her feeding him cat food all the time?). So...why does he keep making fun of me if he knows I like him?

Or he doesn't know I like him and he likes me, which is why he's doing this.

...Nah. Too simple for a resident of Wonderland. Plus very unrealistic.

"Man...I'm gonna have to try harder then. Hey, where'd those bruises on your neck come from?" My hand shot up to my throat and I flinched, remembering my encounter with the twins. Again they had tried to find new ways to scare me-this one involving a rope and strangulation. Luckily Elliot appeared in time to stop them from actually choking me to death. I rubbed the sore spots on my neck gently, wishing that they would just hurry up and vanish. Normally the bruises wouldn't be noticed because of my hair, but those with especially sharp eyes like Boris or Pierce tended to notice right away or a few seconds after talking to me.

I was just hoping that I didn't run into Joker again. He wasn't...the nicest of the role-holders. Black and White were annoying, but Black was slightly more tolerable than White.

"Ah...Well, nowhere important really. They'll be gone in a time period or two." Boris frowned at me, and I tensed at his stare.


"BORIS!" I tackled the cat-man, startling him as I clung to him tightly. "I-I had thought...You...You IDIOT! How stupid are you, stupid!? I had-I had thought that you were killed or-or something and you're just casually strolling in!?" He was covered in blood. "Where the hell did you get hit!?"

"What; Alexis, I'm fine. It's not even my blood." I hesitated, scowling at him, before reaching up and punching him as hard as I could in the stomach. He grunted, that being a weak spot in his build, before giving a small grin. "I'm okay, see?"

"Stupid..." I muttered, turning my head with crossed arms. "You-You tried to get killed for nothing."

"Alexis..." Boris said in surprise, before a smile stretched across his face happily. "Were you worried about me?"

"What; no! Like hell I'd be worried about you! I-I was just wondering what was taking you so long to get here, that's all! You-You opened a door and pushed me through into here and-and you didn't even tell me anything and I got worried that you were killed and-" I cut myself off, realizing I'd just admitted it. My face flared red as my eyes grew wide, Boris' smile stretching widely across his face.

Well, damn. I screwed up, didn't I?

He laughed at me and scratched the side of his face, tail swishing back-and-forth. I looked at him and tilted my head in confusion when I saw a light pink spread across his face. "Well, I better be more careful then, huh? Can't have ya sitting here and worryin' about me to the point of tears, now can I?" My hand shot up to my face and I felt something wet. I quickly wiped at the tears, scowling at the older boy.

"Sh-Shut up. I just have dust in my eye, okay? Don't-Don't get the wrong idea..." I tensed when I felt his arms wrap around me, but quickly relaxed into the embrace. I awkwardly hugged back.

"Yeah, I know. Dust, right? Want me to fix that for ya?"

"Hah?" I wasn't able to say anything more as he licked the tears off of my face, before his lips pressed against my eyelids. He pulled away and I opened my eyes, blinking up at him as my face burned. He grinned.

"Yup, just as I thought."

"Wh-What?"

His grin turned cheeky, and he purred, "You're so much cuter when you're blushing!" My eyes widened and Boris quickly released me in time to dodge a punch to the face. "Try and catch me!"


Honestly, Boris loved chasing mice. Especially mice whose name happened to be Pierce. But there was one mouse in particular that caught his interest- a jumpy teenage girl named Alexis. Short, timid, doesn't like admitting her feelings, and if she was from Wonderland, Boris had no doubt that she'd be a mouse and that he'd be chasing her all time period long, intent on making more out of her than just a single meal.

She was adorable. He loved her smile, to see her laugh and blush and get flustered at the smallest of things. For being a girl with a rather dirty mind, she's actually quite innocent and he found that rather endearing. The way her nose scrunched up when she was scowling at him for hugging her, and whenever her face grew red when she was mad at him and tried to hurt him... Boris enjoyed it way to much. The thrill of the chase. With Alexis, it was difficult for him to remember who was the cat and who was the mouse, and she always tried her hardest to catch him. It was cute as hell.

But when she was giving that stray cat kisses when she wouldn't even spare him one? Yeah, Boris was jealous. He got himself a kiss though-two of them. However, he was still annoyed at the fact that Pierce kept getting more than him when the damn rat only saw Alexis as a friend and vice versa. Boris' stomach grumbled at the thought of the mouse and he wanted nothing more than to eat him at that moment. Unfortunately, Pierce was nowhere to be found.

...How about he just go and grab Alexis from the tower and invite her out on a date? Yeah, Boris liked that idea. He was going to hog Alexis to himself as much and long as he could. He was greedy little kitty cat, and that meant he was possessive.

Meaning he wasn't going to have an actual mouse take Alexis.

No. That adorable little mouse belonged to this cat, and their game of chase wasn't quite over yet. The chase would only end once she admitted her feelings to him, which he knew she had for a fact, and the true one would only begin after.

Boris opened a door to her room in Clover Tower, disappointed when he saw she wasn't there. He knew she had to be here somewhere however, and opted for looking around the tower in the places where she could usually be seen.

Wandering around the hallways aimlessly trying to find the right room, the kitchen, or Nightmare's bedroom. He found her in the kitchen looking at her strange metal device, scowling to herself. A smile tugged at his lips as his clocked ticked a little louder. He loved the frustrated look she held on her face, but his most favorite look was when he was hugging her or licking wounds off of her neck and her face would grow so unbelievably red... He loved her flustered look much more than her frustrated look.

But when she actually admitted that she was worrying about him... Boris wanted nothing more than to tackle her right then and there. However, seeing her get so red when he hugged her and her tears over his well-being...he couldn't help but tease her and get her mind off the subject of him possibly being hurt.

However, what he didn't tell her was that he was hurt. Not only did his clock ache painfully when he saw her with other male role-holders, but someone had actually managed to graze his left arm with a knife. He knew she would freak out at the slightest cut, and that she would call him stupid and idiotic and a failure of a cat.

Boris didn't want her to worry anymore.

All he wanted to do was to take her mind off of things, and finish playing this silly and entrancing game of Cat-and-Mouse.