AN: Don't really have an excuse for this past due update.

I do not own Hetalia OR Alice in Wonderland.

Chapter II

Matthew laid half unconscious on the ground with a throbbing pain going through his entire body. From the tip of his toes to the single strand of swirl of hair on his head. He couldn't remember exactly what happened to him for all this to be a dream. He wanted to open his eyelids but stopped short when he felt warm air being blown into his face. Scared, he laid still pretending to be dead. Hoping whoever was so close to his face would move on to something more delectable. He caught his breath when he felt the warm breath move down his face and stop right over his lips.

The blond boy held his breath and wished his mouth wasn't slightly open because he could feel the others breath in his own. Seconds went on as he felt nothing and debated about opening his eyes but was suddenly surprised when a pair of firm lips was forced upon his. The little blonde's instincts kicked in and he tried to lean up but was pushed back down by a single hand on his chest. The attacker parted lips from him and slid his hand up to Matthews face.

"You awake sleeping beauty? Or do want another kiss from my amazing sculpted lips?"

Matthew shot open his eyes at the familiar voice. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust but when they did he was staring face to face with the albino man from before. Except this time he was on the ground beneath of him.

"Y-you." He gasped in distress. The blonde held his breath realizing what just happened. He was just kissed by another. Not just any other but by a complete stranger who was also his kidnapper.

The albino pouted and tilted his head to a side. "Well that's not the reaction I was hoping for. You should consider yourself lucky! If it weren't for I than you would have probably been dead."

Matthew narrowed his eyes as tears started to build up in them. More so with anger than sorrow. "Dead? I was not dead! And if I were then it would have been because of you!" He grunted as he tried his best at pushing the others chest up to distance himself from him.

"Hey! Who do you think carried your ass safely down here! Jeez you act like I just threw you into the hole! Ha-would have been pretty damn funny and all bu-"

"Wait…down here'?" Matthew stopped his pushing and stared up at the man. "What do you mean by 'down here'?" The white haired man smiled at the little blondes realization of the situation.

"I'll tell you but first…You gotta give me another kiss from those soft lips of yours." He smiled and moved in a little closer to where their lips were just almost touching.

Matthew felt his face swell with red and his heart pick up. What was this feeling? How could his body react this way to another's words so easily? He lay there no responding and tried looking away. He didn't want to make eye contact with this man with his face all exposed in the way it was.

The red eyed man could almost let out laugh the young boys redden face. He will have to get him to do that again for him sometime. He looked so cute when embarrassed.
He let his eyes close as he leaned just a bit lower for contact but froze when his lips touched something else. The blonde had his hand up over his moth to protect from the other. The albino grunted and leaned up putting distance from them.

"What the hell little birdie! I meant your lips not your adorable little hand!" He argued and waited for the other respond but when he was just ignored, he got up off the small boy and stood.

"Fine, fine I wont try and go kissing you again just get up." He said offering a hand for the small blond to take hold.

Matthew stared at him for a moment before taking hold of the others hand as he was swiftly yanked to his feet. "Thanks… A-and my names not little birdie…" He muttered as he whipped off his blue coat. "It's Matthew. I'm from the Williams family."

The man smiled and put his right leg behind his left and bent over to bow in front of Matthew. "And my mine own is Gilbert Beilschmidt. Royal messenger of the Red Rose kingdom and now your brave escort." He cheekily grinned then took hold of Matthew's hands. "It's a pleasure to meet you Matthew of the Williams family~."

"Like wise…" The blushing blond said weakly with his eyes on his hand in the Gilberts the royal messengers.

Gilbert couldn't hold back a laugh and leaned back up. They smiled at each other till a loud chiming noise came from the albinos jacket pocket. He reached into packet as if annoyed then gasped when he looked at the tiny hands of the silver clock.

"Oh kese! I'm late! I'm late and don't have the polar bear!" He panicked then suddenly froze and went pale. Paler than he already was. "They're going to kill me…" He breathed looking back from the clock in his hand then to Matthew.

Matthew watched confused as the man started running in circles around him talking to himself.

"Who's going to kill you if you don't have my polar bear?" The young boy asked, eyes following the messenger man as he trailed around.

"The Red Rose King, that's who! Oh he's not going to be pleased with me for this! But I need to calm down…" He soothed to himself and stopped his pacing. "I am way to awesome to have killed. I should be fine…"

The small blond looked at him like he was crazy. He was going to be killed for not having a stuffed polar bear? Not to mention his polar bear. What kind of messed up dream or universe has he fallen into suddenly?

"Listen here little birdie. I have no choice but to leave so I'll leave you in the hands of a good friend of mine, got it?" Gilbert said bending down to the blonde's height.

"Uh depends I suppose… Who is he? Will I be able to make friends with him?" Matthew asked skeptical yet slightly hopeful. But for some reason he was also disappointed that the white haired man would be leaving him.

Gilbert smirked and held back another cackle of a laugh. The boy was truly starting to be more and more interesting. "Not so sure about you liking him but he will most certainly take a liking to you birdie." With that he lifted suddenly snatched up Matthew into his arms to be cradled.

"I can walk you know!" Matthew protested with the hint of a blush on his pale cheeks.

"Sorry birdie but no time! I'm already late as it is!" He panted as he carried the boy off into the strange woods with great speed.

After a few minutes of intense running and several stumbles, Gilbert reached the location he had in mind to take Matthew to. He carefully placed the blonde down and took hold of his hand at once, dragging him through some brush and branches. Matthew let himself be dragged because he was too distracted with his surroundings. Red rose vines spun themselves around almost everything that had a limb to embrace around. The roses looked so perfect and had ruby colors that were as beautiful as any gem he'd ever seen. They looked so tempting to be touched and plucked to admire more up close in his hands. To hold the flower up to his face and take in the dreamily scent. Though there was no time to stop with the pace that he was being dragged.

They kept walking till they came to small opening and into a little garden. The small garden was filled with even more of the beautiful red roses that vined around anything they could touch. Distracted once again by the roses, Matthew almost failed to notice a blond man with long wavy hair sitting in a chair holding a glass of blood-red wine. The man stared at Matthew with a hunger and excited look in his deep ocean blue eyes.

"Ah, bonjour mon ami!" The man greeted Gilbert then gazed back at the small blond close to his side that seemed in complete awe. This made him smirk at the young ones curious actions. Oh he had waited so long to finally have him here in the garden. The roses were starting to grow lonely without him. Finally he has arrived.