When school ended, Miku and Mikuo got into the car and headed home. They didn't really talk after the garden incident. Miku just seemed to keep her head down. She never cried infront of people, not even as a child, and just like that she cried. She was completely ashamed of herself, but Mikuo seeing that on Miku's face just seemed to hurt him. He never meant to do that to her, whatever it was he did. He still didn't even know what he did to make her start crying in the first place.

Once they got to the house they went back up to Miku's room, and Miku locked the door. Mikuo sat on her bed and once again took out the pocket watch, "Wanna see something? You might like it." he said with a gentle smile. Miku looked at him with dead eyes.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Come over here and see." Miku hesitated at first but she gave in and went to Mikuo. "Watch carefully." he added as he opened the pocket watch. Miku's eyes went wide with amazement when she just saw the pocket watch alone, it was beautiful with color of blue, black, and silver. The form was artistically designed, the arrows were curved but straight, it ticked but with the sound of melodies, and there were more than 2 arrows which set Miku off, as well as the symbols it pointed to.

"What is this? It looks like a watch but there's no way..." she mumbled.

"That's because it's not but is." Mikuo waved his hand over the watch and a finer, gold dust came from it. Miku watched as the dust shaped it's self in the air above the watch. The glittering dust would turn into shapes such as a heart and then a person, a star then the night sky, and a card then it would show ...Mikuo. She looked very carefully at this one. It showed Mikuo holding an Jokers card but he then handed it to a girl which looked a lot like her. Miku's eyes were big like a child's as she watched the little show. Mikuo smiled to himself as he watched Miku more than the little show.

When it was over, little fireworks made of the gold dust shoot up and every spec of it rushed back into the watch and Mikuo closed it. "Oh my god! That was amazing! How did you do that?" Miku asked with a smile. Mikuo examined her face when she smiled, she was so... beautiful to him. It was a pure, innocent, and child-like smile that seemed so hard to find. Mikuo blushed slightly when he realized what he thinking, but brushed it off with a smile of his own.

"It's a secret." Miku then went on talking about how amazing it was, and Mikuo smiled at her, not of amusement but of love. "I'm glad you liked it."

She stopped and nodded. "Thank you." she said. Mikuo patted her head.

"Well I just hope you aren't mad at me anymore." he said with a playful tone, but while he patted her head he noticed something -besides her blush- but the fire in the ring had changed from the usual purple that was trapped in it to a light whitish red. He pulled his hand back and look at the change in color. Miku noticed and looked up at him.

"What's wrong?" Miku asked.

"...It's a Joker thing..." Mikuo added as his attention went back to Miku.

"Can you please, tell me what a Joker really is?" She asked.

"It's a long answer Miku."

"I got time."

Mikuo sighed, "Alright... I suppose I should start with the ring." Mikuo took off his ring and showed it her. "This is a Joker's symbol. It is the source of power. Inside the rings is a piece of flame from hell which is why people who do know of us think of as demonic beings but in reality we aren't because there is no hell, nor heaven." (God.. For all those who are religious, don't bite my head off please. This is Fanfiction.)Miku turned her head.

"But you just said that-"

"I know what I said. It's just Heaven and Hell are the same place. In the Refection world- My world." he stated. "I believe you people call it...Wonderland?"

"Are you lying to me?"

"Are you seriously asking me that after what you just witnessed?" he asked with sarcastic eyes.

"Point taken, alright. Continue please."

"Well, like I was saying- It's wonderland. But going back to the original question- A Joker is ...what you people call as God, and a Joker's purpose is to play the game of Life. We control you and your friends, and your parents, and everything and everyone you may see or meet in your whole entire life and it's all with a roll of the dice, a card up a sleeve, and a move of the oppent." he went on. "Jokers have been around as long as time- actually we are time."

"You keep saying We, are there more?"

"Yes, there's me, the Joker of Games, Luka the Joker of Love, Rin/Len the Jokers of illisuns, Kaito the Joker of Death-and a major flirt if I might add-, Meiko the Queen of Time. She's the most powerful of us and is someone you always want to be friends with... there was another Joker too... Gumi the Joker of Life but her ring was destroyed by Meiko." he sighed, "Gumi is now just dust carried in the wind."

"I see..."

"In a sense though- I'm the mad hatter, Luka's the cat, the twins are the twins, the queen is the queen, Kaito is the rabbit, and Gumi was the King."

"King? But she's female."

"It's all a role to fill. Nothing more, nothing less but a simple role. I could be replaced by a girl or a boy. Gender has no meaning."

"Okay, who's Alice then?"

Miku smiled. "That would be you now." he said pointing at her.

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