Author's Note:Alright then, onward Jiro goes into the flowery path of talking flowers. The flowers represent how people see and think of Jiro when they first see and or meet him.

Disclaimer: I do not own Black Blood Brothers or Alice in Wonderland.

Jiro awakened slowly and felt a warm breeze run over him. Jiro stood and measured himself compaired to the blades of grass that surrounded him.

'Wait grass? I thought I was in a cave, I hate this place and I haven't met anyone yet,' Jiro thought bitterly as he crossed his arms over his chest. Jiro looked at his reflection in a nearby puddle and didn't even act remotely shocked to find he was in a dress, but this one was different. He wore a red dress with a black apron, in his hair was a red headband with the red bow from earlier in the center of it, and he wore red and black tights with black dress shoes that would be much cuter on a little girl rather than a fully grown man. He did a twirl and the dress' skirt fluttured around him and when he stopped he felt the skirt wrap around his legs for a moment before returning to its normal position.

'This place, it feels so familiar like I've read about a place like this before,' Jiro mused as he decided to walk down the path opposite of the puddle. He had no intention of figuring out if he could survive in water here. As he walked, the grass cleared to show a flower garden. It was the oddest garden Jiro had ever seen, many different kinds of flowers were in it from climates and seasons that normally wouldn't survive in a calm and sunny area such as this. Jiro walked to the beginning of the garden and suddenly felt a little nervous.

'What if I change again? What would I do if I became a normal sized little girl? What if after that happens I'm sent home? I could never show my face again!' Jiro thought. His palms became sweaty and he felt his legs tremble a bit. He felt the familiar prick of tears in his eyes, but he shook them away. Crying wouldn't solve anything right now. Jiro inhaled and exhaled for a few minutes to calm himself down, if he was going to change then so be it. He'd take it with a calm and serious attitude, the way he had been shown how to carry himself in the real world. Jiro stood up straight and confidently, he turned to face forward and he kept a neutral expression on his face. Jiro took one last look at the pathway behind him and walked forward. He felt a little better knowing that if he didn't worry about it nothing would happen to him. He passed by a few daisies and thought he heard something. He took a step back and heard whispering.

"Wow, such a tall man," one whispered.

"Where is he from? The land of giants?" Another laughed. Jiro felt his cheeks burn with a dark blush.

"Maybe his mother was an Amazon!" A third giggled before they all started laughing. Jiro shook away their words for a little bit and walked forward.

'I'm not that tall, ok maybe a little, but that's nothing compaired to Cain right? My parents were kind of tall, especially my mother. Yeah thats it, I take on alot from my mother so its only natural that I'd be tall,' Jiro reasoned. He felt a little less confident than before, but wouldn't let it show. He passed by some lillies and paused only a step away from them, perhaps they would be nicer to him.

"OMG like look at what he's wearing!" One said in an annoyingly girly voice.

"Like I know! Halloween was like six months ago!" Another responded. Jiro crossed his arms over his chest. He dressed that way for decades and nobody has commented on him that way before.

"I don't know he is kind of cute. For a clown!" A third laughed. They all laughed at him and made Jiro seethe with anger as he stomped off.

'No way! I like the way I dress, its not just my normal clothes its combat wear! Its not supposed to look like some fancy garb from Paris or New York City!' Jiro thought angrily, though deep down he was starting to question himself very critically.

This barage of insults continued until he reached the roses. He hesitantly paused, Jiro wasn't sure if he could take another blow or not.

"Such a handsome young man, I wonder if he is available," one said. Jiro felt a little warm inside, after more than one hundred insults you'd enjoy getting a complement as well.

"I agree, he looks like a proper young gentleman. Just the kind of man you rarely see now adays," another voice chimed in, though this one sounded slightly older than the other voice.

"He's tall too, just the kind of man needed around the house," a young voice said kindly. Jiro reluctantly left the kind roses and exited the garden. Jiro touched his cheeks and felt wetness on his fingers. For the first time he noticed that he was crying, but this time it was tears of joy.

'Maybe the roses are right, I do have redeeming qualities after all,' Jiro thought as he hiccupped. The tears still running down his face. He found a rock to sit on and sat down, he covered his face and resumed crying. He sensed a presence in front of him and found a young blonde girl and a young blonde boy in front of them, each with cat ears and a cat tail.

Author's Note: Next chappie's gonna be awesome, and this chapter is one of those character growth thingies that has Jiro's emotional strength get stronger. Review and you'll be an awesome person or pony like Raindow Dash.~Bff#3