A/N: This isn't as long as I'd hoped it to bed, but I was having difficultly with it. But felt it a need to add a second chapter, as a birthday present to myself in a way it's my birthday :)

-Don't own anything. Nothing at all.

Chapter 2

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Alice rested her head against his chest and listened to the soothing thumps of his heart beating, it was so calming, so peaceful, she smiled.

Tarrant rested his head gently a top of hers, rubbing her back subconsciously. When suddenly, realization hit him, where were her clothes? He pulled away and looked down at her. A blush crept across his face and darted his head to the side, trying desperately not to peek at her. Alice was taken back by his gesture and pulled back looking down.

"Oh!" She jumped up tugging the tattered cloth close to her slim figure, blushing profoundly in embarrassment. The cloth had moved down in the earlier commotion, revealing more of her breasts than she'd like, as well as her stomach. The amount of skin showing off she felt to be much more then what was considered to be decent. The Hatter glanced at her from the corner of his eye, he could not help himself. He noted how the fabric seemed to barely cover her thighs, allowing the cool night breeze to gently stroke them.

I'm disgraceful, positively horrid. How dare I peek at Alice like this. He was ashamed of himself.

Alice looked up at him, and he quickly averted his eyes. Clearing her throat, signaling that it was safe to look once again, he stood up and turned to look at her.

"I did not realize it was so late, so dark, we really must be getting home before the tillywiggles and terrmibats come out" The Hatter paused, eyeing her closely. She smiled at him, not daring to question the two creatures he just spoke of, "Lead the way."

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They both walked in silence, not daring to speak, in fear of one another's reactions to what had just happened. In the distance Alice could see a small light, glancing at the Hatter, she assumed it must be his home, this turned out to be correct.

The Hatter opened the door wide and gestured Alice inside. Upon entering, she noticed the all the colors. Each wall a bright vibrant color, each different, as well as the various tea cups and tea pots on most every table in sight. She smiled, it smelled so sweet inside his house, it was so inviting, she loved it.

"So what do you think?" The Hatter was nervous, what if she thought it to be vulgar?

Alice smiled, "It's absolutely wonderful."

Tarrant was surprised, and smiled gleefully.

She yawned and placed a loose lock of hair behind her ear. The Hatter noticed this, and began walking her up the stairs. He scurried over to a closet across the room and began searching.

"Ah, here we go." He exclaimed, tossing Alice an over sized dress shirt, "It's nothing fancy, but it will have to do until I can make you something more suitable to wear in the morning." He frowned slightly, leaving the room.

After a few minutes Alice heard a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." She called.

The door opened slowly and the Hatter peered into the room. Alice had changed into the shirt he had handed to her, unfortunately, it was hardly decent. It hung just above her knees and was missing its top button, allowing much of her chest open to his prying eyes. A deep blush spread across his face, he had been staring at her. He averted his eyes to the floor.

"Y.. You can take the bed," His feet became incredibly interesting to him, "I'll be down stairs on the couch if you need anything."

Alice frowned. "I do not wish to burden you Hatter, I will take the couch and you can sleep in your own bed."

Tarrant shook his head, 'No no, you mustn't, you couldn't, wouldn't think of it."

She sighed, "Well.. why do we not merely share the bed? Surely it is large enough for the both of us." His head shot up and he gazed at her in disbelief.

"... You would willingly share a bed with me?" His voice came out in more of a squeak as he blinked at her in amazement. She smiled at him, "Of course, I wouldn't mind it at all." She sat down on the bed.

Tarrant was shocked, dumbfounded, his brain couldn't comprehend it. He was mad, completely bonkers, and yet she didn't mind the slightest, she was even willing to sleep in a bed, at close quarters, next to him? He began spouting gibberish under his breath, his eyes searching the floor frantically, almost looking for an answer.

Alice stared at him, what was he mumbling about? She couldn't make out anything he was saying. This made her a little uncomfortable. This is just how he is, she reminded herself, it makes him who he is. She smiled and slipped into the covers shaking her head at him.

After a few moments, the Hatter snapped out of his little fit of nothingness and realized that Alice had gotten into bed, his bed, wearing one of his shirts. Smiling, he turned out the lights and got into bed.

Alice could hear him stripping down to his underclothes after turning out the lights, she had to stop herself from turning to glance at him in the darkness, it was not proper she told herself. Inhaling deeply, she sighed in happiness, she could smell his aroma everywhere, she was surrounded by Tarrant. It was so calming, so sweet, and quite possibly her favorite scent to inhale. Snuggling into his sheets, she felt him get into the bed.

The Hatter tried desperately to keep a reasonable distance from Alice, it was improper to sleep so closely to a young lady whom was not your sister or your wife.. He had to fight himself to stop from just cuddling up to her and nuzzling her neck. It was a great internal battle, one of which he eventually lost upon drifting into sleep.

Alice awoke early and was surprised to find the Hatter had wrapped his arms around her and was now snuggling up to her. She blushed profoundly when she felt his breath against her neck.

Alice's movement caused the Hatter to stir in his sleep, his grip on her tightened and he moaned into her neck. She groaned slightly in response to the sensation it caused for her.

The sound of her groan caused Tarrant to awaken.

"Mmmm.. warm.. soft...." he mumbled. His eyes widened and he jumped up off the bed. Alice shrieked and sat up, startled by the sudden movement. Disoriented, the Hatter stood next to the bed, stiff as a board, attempting to gather his thoughts, not daring to move. She looked over to where the Hatter stood.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" she was upset about his reaction.

"I'm...." Tarrant hid his face in his hands, "... Disgusting.."

Alice's face saddened. Did he really think himself so horrid?

She stood up from the bed and walked over to him.

"Tarrant..." She grabbed hold of his hands and removed them from his face. He looked up at her, he looked so ashamed, so hurt, he was beating himself up inside.

"I'm.... I'm sor." Alice cut him off, pressing her lips into his. She didn't want to see him sad, never again. Only smiling, only laughing, only happy. Tarrant wrapped his arms around her pulled her in closely, deepening the kiss. He nipped at her lips lightly, and she groaned, causing them to part from each other. Tarrant pressed his forehead against hers with his eyes closed, breathing heavily. She looked up at him, she liked the way he looked when he was out of breath, so close to her. He opened his eyes slightly to reveal iris's had changed to a bright yellow, she smiled. He swiftly captured her lips once more, causing her to stumble backwards, falling onto the bed. He followed suit, not once parting from her.

He began nipping at her skin tenderly, moving down her neck. Alice moaned at the sensation. Tarrant trailed his hand down her side and ran it across her stomach. She was breathing quite heavy now, having never felt anything so exhilarating before. Resting his hand on her hip he brought his face back up to hers, his eyes a deeper yellow.

"We need to stop..." he groaned heavily, "Or I won't be able to.." She had her eyes closed, with a deep blush spread along her face, her hair was lazily spread across the sheets, and the shirt she was wearing was ruffled and riding up. It was the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen.

Alice opened her eyes to meet his gaze. Her heart was beating so loudly she was almost certain he could hear it in the silence. She closed her eyes and slowly brought his face down to hers.

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A/N: Again, any devastating mistakes, let me know. Also, anyone who can think of quirky words/phrases the Hatter can say, let me know, I'm having difficultly thinking of any good ones :/

-Thank you for all the Favs and reviews, they were greatly appreciated :)

-And if anyone has a suggestion of any sort, really, anything at all, feel free to suggest away, I'm always open to them.

-I promise I'll try and make the next chapter longer.