It has been Wonderful

by XtremeRP

When the Purple King comes upon one who appears just as the one he's looking for, he draws the lookalike forth into Wonderland. Devious plans will insue and nothing will be what it is, because everything will be what it isn't.

7. Red in the Rose,,

"I am the black in the book,

The letters on the pages that you memorize.

And I am the orange in the overcast,

Of color that you visualize.

I am the white in the walls that soak up,

All the sound when you cannot sleep.

And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach,

That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep.."

Lea's stride are slow and steady as he makes his way to his destination. Door after door passes by, to be forgotten until another day. The pace slackens greatly, coming to that of a large door. The guard next to it, yet still shrouded in the dark of the castle, pulls it open. The moon shines brightly down onto them as Lea walks out, the soft, well manicured grass feeling nice on his feet. It doesn't take long to get to the small, gothic, metal bench. He sits down, careful to move Ienzo's feet around so that he can sit comfortably in his lap.

Ienzo's eyes slowly slide upon as a soft, warm breeze ghosts against his cheeks; feeling like the soft caress from the warmest skin. He lets his gaze travel to the deep, endless black sky and the bright, fading blue moon. "Lea.." He whispered softly, yawning and curling up.

"Ienzo..." he whispers back, stroking Ienzo's hair gently. Pecking the crown of the others head, Lea relaxes back against the familiar metal bench.

Ienzo let a tired, content smile pull at his lips. "Why here?" He chuckled softly at the memories that surfaced.

Lea smiles down at him, "It's always been our sanctuary." Running his hand up and down Ienzo's spine, Lea stares up at the moon, casting rays down upon the vegetation and flowers.

Ienzo couldn't help but feel pure bliss pour through him as he snuggled against Lea's chest, curling up and closing his eyes. "I love you, Lea.." he whispered.

Kissing the top of his head, as is his habit, he smiles, keeping Ienzo close. "I love you too Ienzo..." He chuckles lightly at a single thought, "I take it we'll be working on the wedding. Just doesn't rip anyone to shreds okay, love?"

Ienzo blushed, chuckling softly. "O-Oh shut it."

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Three months slowly passed, Ienzo and Lea discussing the wedding here and there, making small plans about certain things; but they slowly came to the conclusion that they wanted the wedding as the snow melted from Wonderland and revealed its true colors, its hues and blooming flowers.

That was two months away. Things were.. starting to get stressful.

-o-6-o-8-o-6-o-8-o-6-o-

Ienzo opened his eyes slowly, the canopy around their bed drawn, the deep red shining slightly brighter from the blaring sunlight of the outside world.

Lea notices that Ienzo is awake, so he rolls over, pulling the other close. Running his thumb under Ienzo's eyes, he sighs. "Ready for another day?" He sits up, preparing to get out of the nice warm bed.

Ienzo pulls him back down by the shadows, crawling onto his chest and curling up, finally thanking the fact that he is roughly two feet shorter than Lea. "No.." He yawned, mumbling softly. "Stay."

Pecking his lips, as lightly as a feather kisses the ground, Lea nods, "Alright, but only for a little bit. Someone will surely be here soon to start asking what goes where and who does what..."

Ienzo didn't reply, he just nuzzled closer to Lea, his nose pressing into the crook of the redhead's neck as his eyes drifted close. Lea runs his fingers through Ienzo's short hair, humming lightly.

The serenity almost makes him want to lock and bar the door shut, so that the moment is never tainted. Ienzo made a soft noise, stretching and curling tighter against Lea; the plush covers molding against his bare skin as he yawned.

Just as he pulls Ienzo closer, keeping them not an inch apart, he can hear the footfalls walking outside of the chamber. Diligent, purposeful, and light footsteps slowly go back and forth. Ienzo grumbled something, wishing will power would keep out people forever. He just wanted Lea, if only for a little while. Was that too much to ask? It apparently was.

A swift, curt knock echos off the stone of the room, bouncing around as if it would never leave. Lea growls lightly, turning his head toward the door, "Come in..." Ienzo whined, burrowing under the covers to curl against Lea's side, stringing out violent curses at whoever was at the door.

The door opens silently and the owner to the knock strides in. Lea turns his head away, not exactly caring who it is exactly. "What do you want?"

A few more curses leave Ienzo's lips as he pulls the cover over his head as the veil around them is pulled back. He wrapped his arms around Lea's stomach from under his plush domain of covers, and pushed his head against his fiancé's side.

"Well come on, we don't have all day." He turns his head back over, only to see a flustered face in the brilliant light. "So, what's the problem?"

Ienzo grumbled softly, biting down lightly on Lea's side to get him to shut his mouth. He didn't want to leave bed yet, so whoever was here could either shut up and leave, or face psychopathic nightmares for the rest of their natural life; which would definitely be knocked down a couple years.

Lea lets out a soundless gasp, taken off guard by Ienzo's persistence. Giving his attention to the silver-haired man in front of him, Lea sighs softly.

Xemnas gives a side glance to the lump at Lea's side. "The Hatter wants you both to pick your favored hat. As well as making sure everything fits. Along with many other things."

Ienzo growled, reaching out a hand to the side table on his side, and grabbing the book he had put down last night in favor of more.. favorable, activities. He quickly swung his arm, chucking the book at Xemnas, smirking as he heard a familiar crack of contact. Ienzo was brutal in the morning.

Laughing hard, Lea reaches over and wraps his arms around Ienzo. "We'll be out in a moment." Xemnas nods, cradling his face as he leaves, the door clicking shut. Pecking Ienzo's forehead, he grins, "You didn't have to throw the big book."

Ienzo smirked, nuzzling against Lea silently, triumphantly. "YesIdid." He mumbled quietly, quickly, closing his eyes and tracing his fingers over the soft mark against the taut muscles of Lea's stomach.

He slips from Ienzo's hold, his feet already padding across the floor and to a set of doors. Giving Ienzo a wink over his shoulder, Lea pulls one open, grabbing miscellaneous items of clothing and chucking them at the bed. Slipping into tight jeans and a black, long-sleeved shirt, he raises an eyebrow at the one still in bed.

"They won't leave us alone till we do. Plus..." Lea saunters back over to the edge of the bed, staying just out of Ienzo's reach. "The sooner its done, the sooner we can get back in bed." Lea turns on his heel, making his way to the door.

Ienzo growled, chucking the smaller book on his side table at Lea's head, hitting him in the shoulder. "Leave and I kill you." He mumbled darkly, climbing out of bed and shuffling over to the closet, not caring that he smelled of sex and Lea's cologne; his heart raced at the thought. That scent still intoxicated him. It was all pure Lea.

He grumbled, scratching his shoulder, pulling random items out of the closet and slipping them onto his naked body. A pair of baggy, yet form fitting black pants and a purple tank top over a black, red stripped long-sleeve shirt, and he was slipping on plain black shoes, shuffling over to Lea and holding his arms open.

Shaking his head, he picks up the book and tosses it toward the bed. As it lands safely in the sheets, Lea wraps his arms around Ienzo, letting the others open arms touch him. He opens the door, stepping out over the large threshold. Next to the door is a form standing at attention, waiting for them to emerge from the room.

Ienzo rests against Lea, arms wrapped tightly around his lean waist, his heart pounding in his chest. He loved that, even after all these years, Lea still made him weak in the knees. He purred, nuzzling Lea's shoulder with his cheek; his emotions varying on their height difference.

"Your majesties."

Happier than can be with Ienzo at his side, Lea gives a blind nod to the man. Whenever the other is near, he can't help but give him all his attention. He starts forward, following the footsteps as he tilts his head down, placing a kiss on the crown of Ienzo's silky, slate blue hair.

Ienzo groaned softly, yawning as he leaned fully against Lea, using him as a support as his hair came to cover his eyes. "I 'on't wanna' plan a 'edding today.." he mumbled tiredly.

Lea chuckles, "Well you won't want to do it tomorrow either."

Their pace slows to a stop and Xemnas pushes open the doors. "Shall we begin?" Lea only nods, walking Ienzo into the room.

Ienzo protested with quiet groan, curling up to Lea's side as they sat on the soft couch at the end of a, violently in Ienzo's mind, long table. Catalog, after catalog was strewn over the table, piling higher and higher. Ienzo shuddered, curling up under Lea's arm on the bright blue couch they sat on. Ienzo swore the thing was so old it brought up dust.. Lea even named it. Absaline.

Lea squeezes his hold on Ienzo, trying to make him feel even the slightest bit better. But his eyes drift over the catalogs, none of them really peaking his interest. Xemnas stands on the other side of the room, delegating who does what for who, when, and how. With harshly whispered instructions given, Xemnas strides back over to the two. "The Hatter is coming in with the materials. We'll begin there."

Lea smiles over at him, turning his full attention to the door as it opens. A dark, glossed, wooden table rolls into the room with many fabric rolls laid on it, not to mention a large, leather bound book of what anyone can assume are styles for hats and such. Behind the table, is indeed the Hatter in all the glory that is her own.

Ienzo let out a soft whine, only audible to Lea's ears as he gazes over at Larxene. "G-Gods, c-can she be anymore.. mad?" If it was one thing Ienzo was afraid of, it was Larxene. He didn't have a particularly happy child hood courtesy of her.

Lea holds him close as the blonde mad-woman got closer, finally stopping in front of them. With nimble fingers, she picks up the heavy book, as if it were merely a feather, and drops it, ungracefully, onto Lea's lap. A puff of air is forced past his lips as he opens the book with his free hand, absentmindedly flipping through the pages, keeping an eye on Larxene as she takes hold of a few more items.

Ienzo gazed at the pages as they landed silently on the other side of the binding, slipping from Lea's fingers. He winced at the thud it had made in his fiance's lap, rubbing his leg absentmindedly. "Hmmm," Ienzo stopped a page with his fingers, pointing to a small top hat. "I like that one."

Lea looks up as Larxene instantly stalls in her workings. She swivels around, needles clinking together as she does. Her eyes dart to where the finger stays pointing. Rising her fingers, she taps her chin, calculations and ideas swirling inside her skull.

"No, no, no. It would make your head look largely too big." She gestured, making obscene hand motions as she flipped through more pages in her, in Ienzo's head, overly large book.

Lea merely pulls his hand away from it, not wanting to lose the appendage. Page after page flutters by, finally slowing as she nears the one she's looking for. Ienzo laced his fingers with Lea, resting his head against the red-head's shoulder. Larxene let a crude smile pull at the end of her lips at the sight. "How cute," she comments, taping a needle in her cheek.

Grinning like a cat, Lea raises there intertwined fingers and kisses the back of Ienzo's hand. "Jealous Larxene? We could always get you together with the Hare, no?" he mocks, pearly whites flashing up at her.

Larxene turned her sharp, poison green gaze on who she now dubbed the 'nuisance.' "Fuck. No. You stupid bloody red Queen.." She murmured, her voice become deep and haunted as her eyes flashed red.

Lea chuckles, enjoying her reaction. But his laughter stops as the door opens once more. A soft, yet deep, voice drifts through the room, "Hatter, calm yourself." comes the warning as the man walks into the room. Light, blue hair trails over his shoulders and down to the middle of his back. Piercing golden eyes soften for half a second as they drift over the one in the corner, watching over everything. Pure white slacks are tucked into ebony boots, the rims lined with ivory fur. A long sleeved, black shirt covers his strong arms, a white fur vest over it, still slightly open. Around his neck rests a heavy, pure iron chain weighs down on his chest, tucking every so slightly under the collar of the vest and shirt. He turns his attention to the red head on the couch, "The Hare is here."

Ienzo nodded for Lea, sitting up straight. "Thank you Bandersnatch." He waved a hand dismissively, watching as the Bandersnatch shuffled over to Xemnas and nuzzled his neck affectionately, kissing his lips. Xemnas just smiled softly and patted his head, the two seeming to be in their own little world.

"Let him in." Ienzo called with the wave of a hand, remembering the reason the Bandersnatch had come for.

Just on queue, the doors part once more. A tray is wheeled in, all sorts of delicacies scattered over it. Small cakes with various icings and molds, not one looking the same as the other one, tall or small, round or square. Another comes in right behind that one, the many foods of Wonderland littered over the metal tray, ranging from the most common to the most bizarre. Ienzo felt his stomach rumble, he ducked his head. "Lea, what is this?" He mumbled softly, tucking himself back against his childhood-lover's side.

Smiling softly down at his lover, Lea pecks the top of Ienzo's head, twirling a piece of his soft blue hair between his fingers. "I'm guessing we have to pick which foods and cake we want. And seeing how neither of us have eaten, it sounds wonderful! Which would you like us to try first, Hare?" Lea turned his head up to the approaching figure.

The Hare motioned over a simple tray of scones with a wave of his hand. The tray rolled over as if pulled by strings and sat next to the armrest on Lea's side. "Take your time."

Lea reaches over the arm of the couch, picking a random one up and passing it to Ienzo. He turns his attention back to the tray and picks one up for himself, biting into it as he looks to where the Hatter has moved, picking up fabrics. Ienzo blinked as he bite into his scone, scrunching his nose as some type of stuffing was placed in the middle. He shook his head, reaching over Lea and placing it on an empty plate, grabbing another. He pecked Lea's lips on the way back to sit against the couch. Ienzo chuckled as fabric started flying to the high ceiling as Larxene got to work, having decided on hats for the two.

Munching further into the one he had picked up, Lea pulls Ienzo's own away, placing his into the others mouth. "Like it?" He asks, pulling the leftover piece away and placing it back on the plate. The sound of fabric being cut and stitched is the only thing that fills the silence around them. Finally, it dies down and Larxene turns around.

Ienzo blinked, humming in pleasure a moment later. "What is it? It tastes amazing." He said softly, Xaldin flushing with appreciation at the compliment out of the corner of his eye.

"Not sure, but I agree, it was amazing." Grinning at Xaldin, he temporarily ignores Larxene, "Definitely put this down to have." Xaldin nodded in appreciation, motion to a random guard to write it down as Ienzo reached over for another pastry. Larxene huffed, tapping her foot. Resisting the urge to laugh at the Hatter's impatience, Lea turns his gaze back at her. "Alright, alright. What magnificent piece of art did you come up with?"

She grinned, flourishing a beautiful, deep green top-hat. Embellished on the sides were simple lines of red thread, but from a distance it created a beautiful illusion of flames. Wrapped around the middle of the hat, tied tightly and braided with intricate colours was a black ribbon, red and purple braided tightly in the back and laced with yellow beads.

Lea feels his mouth drop open, gaping at the sight before him. He'd expected something amazing, but the hat in her hands was far more than that. "You've outdone yourself Larxene! I can only imagine what you did for Ienzo." He reaches out for the hat, fingers grazing the soft material.

Larxene chuckled softly, plucking a needle from her cheek to poke Lea's finger. "Ah-Ah, hold up lover boy, I need to finish the seam." She slid the needle back into her cheek without a blink before sauntering back around, her coat tails billowing as she sewed quickly, tidying up the seams.

Lea pulls his finger back, shaking it, trying to get the slight pain to go away. Twining them back with Ienzo's, he glances over to Xaldin, a slight smile of amusement on the Hare's face.

Ienzo chuckled, munching on a scone as he watched Larxene work silently and quickly on his hat. Pecking the top of Ienzo's head, he watches as stitch after stitch goes into the creation. He relaxes back into the couch, eyes trained on Larxene's lithe form as she nears the completion of the hat.

Ienzo's eyes are closed in relaxation as the soft white noise of his world wraps around him in comfort.

"Lea.." He whispered softly, in a dream-like state.

A sharp cough comes from the woman standing before them. "If you don't mind my interruption. I have your hat."

Ienzo growled, the sound erupting low in his throat. "Fine." He sat up, opening his deep purple eyes and waving a hand flippantly. "Bring it forth."

She walked forward, her heels clinking against the checkerboard tiles. She held out a medium size hat, made of plush, deep purple velvet. Wrapped around the center of the hat was a ribbon of the blackest silk that trailed off the hat in a braid, fading into a bright, luscious purple, the same shade as Ienzo's hair. "Your majesty." She bowed, holding the top-hat out on the palm of her hand.

Lea smiles, taking the hat from her hands and placing it on the crown of Ienzo's head. Standing up to get a better view, he nods his approval. "I think you actually out did yourself Hatter." Flopping back down onto the couch, he pulls Ienzo into his lap. "Now, what's next?"

Laughing, Ienzo wraps his arms around the other tightly. "Depends on if they want to torture us more." Lea lifts his face from being buried in Ienzo's silky hair, to let his eyes drift over the people still in the room. "Well, anyone else need anything from us?"

They all shook their heads, turning away to join Larxene as she bowed goodbye, and turned away and left. Ienzo sagged, no more etiqutte to be upheld as he rested against Lea. "I 'ope Absaline deals with them somehow.. for some.. reason.."

Anticipating their reaction as they all left the hall, Lea nips at Ienzo's ear. "It'll all be okay." Lea rests his chin on Ienzo's shoulder, "What would you like to do, love?"

Ienzo bit his lip, playing with the fabric of his shirt. "How about.. I.." He hung his head. "I've been thinking about 'his for a while.. how about we go to Underland?.. I.. I want to visit my fathers grave.."

Lea lets a sorrowful smile stretch across his countenance. "That's more than fine with me." He stands up, keeping Ienzo in his arms. "Shall we go now?"

Ienzo nodded, apprehensive. His father and mother were killed when Lea's mother was on her throne. And then she banished them to be buried in Underland.. the under.. city.. of Wonderland.

Lea walks to the door, Ienzo a few paces behind him as he was absorbed into his thoughts. Kicking the door slightly with his boot, it automatically opens and Lea keeps pace toward the doors of the castle, giving a murmured order to several on his way.

He'd always hated how his Mother had been. Cruel and a heart full of ice. It disgusted him to the point where he had never called her such after the incident with Ienzo's parents. Once that had happened, he had sworn to take care of Ienzo and keep him safe, safe from everything that could possibly harm him. Not like he was doing a good job at that at all.

Ienzo sighed, moving forward to rest against Lea and ducking his head, allowing his hair to cover his sorrow-filled eyes. Lea had so much on his mind, and on his shoulders. He remembered back when his parents were killed.. How..

"I am the red in the rose, the flowers..

On the blankets on your bedroom floor.

And I am the gray in the ghost that hides

With your clothes behind your closet door.

I am the green in the grass that bends back

From underneath your feet.

And I am the blue in your back alley view

Where the horizon and the rooftops meet.

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors

Of the evening stars.

You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there,

wherever you are.

I will always be your keys

When we are lost in the technicolor phase.."

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