Another Game

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Lucian's POV

This man sitting in front of me….why is wearing a jester clothes? Oh wait never mind, I'm stupid, I forgot I freaking fell from the sky to this circus tent! Why is my mind not working properly?

"Now then my dear," the red headed young man spoke, bringing my attention back to him. Looking at his face….for some reason I feel like I've seen his face before but where? Ugh, my head is starting to hurt again. "Is something wrong?" He asked and brought his face closer to mine. "You don't look well." He reached his right hand out and gently touched my forehead.

I shook my head, "No." Wow, this man's hand, it's so warm and….wait, hold on a second….what the heck am I thinking?! "Ah, sorry!" I quickly pulled my head back which surprised him.

That surprise look on his face was soon replaced by a sweet, kind smile. He pulled his hand back to his laps before opening his mouth, "Why are you saying sorry for? I should be the one to say that to you. I shouldn't have touched your forehead without asking you first."

"Ah, no, it's fine." This man is really kind unlike his twin brother who shoved me away from him. What a jerk. I just wanted to say thanks to him and apologize for landing on top of him.

"Right then," he snapped his fingers and a first aid kit appeared on his lap. I watched the box slowly float down to his laps. Okay, that is cool. "Could you remove your top uniform my dear?"

"Huh?!" I looked at him with a surprise look on my face. I know what he's trying to say but removing my top here is a little….

"I know you're embarrassed to remove your clothes in front of me but it's the only way I can tend your wound on your arm." He kindly smiled again. His smile…...it's so fake. He doesn't have to smile if he doesn't want to. Is he trying to make me feel better or something?

"F-fine but don't look." I looked away from the red hair. I think my face is red right now. I hope he doesn't notice my blushing face.

The red hair red wine eye softly narrow and the smile on his face slowly grew as he stared at me. Oh, she's blushing. That's very cute, he thought. "There's no point of me not looking at you my dear. I'm still going to see your body while I tend your wound."

"I-I know! Just please close your eye!" Why am I getting so worked up over this! Calm down Lucian!

"Hm, okay~!" He cheerfully said before closing his eye. Why is he so happy! Don't tell me this guy is a pervert! "Tell me when you're ready, okay."

"Y-yeah..." I said and turned my body to the side. As I unbutton my top I glanced back to the young man for several times in case he opens his eye. If he does open his eye I'll punch him right away. He then started humming a happy tune as he waits for me to remove my top clothes. "Okay, you can open your eye now."

When he opened his eye the smile on his face fell a little, "Oh, you covered your upper body. I see."

"Sorry but I'm not gonna let a stranger see my body." I said as I hold up my uniform with my left hand.

"I see. I guess it's understandable. You are a young woman and I'm a handsome man." He smiled again, his fake smile. I don't think he needed to say the 'handsome' part. "Now then, give me your right arm." He kindly offered his left hand out, his other hand holding a bottle of alcohol. "It's going to hurt a little but please bear with it."

"Okay." Grabbing his hand he pulled up closer to me, pulling his chair with him. My eyes staring directly at the bottle of alcohol, "Are you just going to pour that on my arm?"

"No but do you want to?" He tilted his head to the side.

I shake my head, "No." Of course I don't want that.

I watched him slowly pour the alcohol on a cotton ball. Gently he starts wiping the blood off my skin. I felt the sting, making me move my arm back but he gripped my wrist tightly but not too tight making me unable to pull my arm back. "Sorry." He said his eye never leaving my arm. "Hm…this is too slow." He said and he looked at me. "Can I just pour the bottle instead?"

"What?! No!" Didn't he just say a few moments ago that he wouldn't pour the alcohol on my arm?!

"But it's faster, don't worry I'll pour it slowly." He grabbed the bottle of alcohol next to him and pulled my hand closer to his chest.

"Wait, no." I said and my hand started to shake, "Okay…o-okay never mind just do it fast." Gritting my teeth I waited for the alcohol to touch my already burning arm. It stings so badly.

"Okay!" He smiled and poured at alcohol on my arm. He really just poured the alcohol without any hesitation at all.

"Ahh!" I screamed and yanked my arm back. It stings! My fingers are shaking like crazy. "Ah….." I wanted to bang my head on a wall right now.

Ah, such beautiful expression, the red headed thought. "Give me your hand, I need to put the ointment and wrap it with bandages."

So after grabbing my hand back he put on the white ointment over my wound before wrapping it around with bandages. The way he moved his hands was flawless, he was careful not to hit my wound as he wrapped the bandages. After that it was my leg turn to feel the sting and again he poured the alcohol without hesitating in fact he seems to be enjoying this. Is he enjoying seeing my pain expression? Don't tell me this guy is a sadist.

"I'm going to have to put your leg up on my lap." He said. Let's get this over with, and so without saying anything I placed my leg up on his leg which causes him to smile. "You have such a very beautiful light skin color, my dear. Your skin reminds me of someone who has a similar skin color as yours."

"…." I said nothing as he wiped my leg with a small white towel. My eyes followed his hand movement.

"Are you that fascinated by my hands?" He asked his eye looking at me as he wrapped the bandages around my leg.

"No, I'm just making sure that you don't move that hands of your up to my thigh. I will kick you if you do."

"Aha." He smiled. "Of course I would never do that to a person that I just met." Liar, "By the way aren't you surprised?"

"About what?"

"Everything my dear, you falling from the sky and landing here and things magically appearing in my hands," he carefully put my leg down to the ground. Wiping his hands with the towel he continued, "You don't seem surprised at all which amuses me."

"I'm a little surprised." I said and bowed my head. "Um, could you close your eye again?"

"Of course," The jester said and when he closes his eye I hurriedly put on my shirts.

"Thank you." I said as I bottom up my clothes.

He smiled and opened his eye, "You're welcome. I'm White by the way." He reached his hand out for a handshake.

I grabbed his hand, "Lucian."

"Lucian….." White's eye widens a little and the smile on his face was gone, "That's….a very beautiful name you have, my dear." He let go of my hand and again he smiled once more. This can't be her…..I think, he looked away.

"Um, is something wrong?" Why did he look away? Does he hate my name?

White shook his head, "No, I just remembered something."

"Oh…."

"WHIIIITE!" A familiar voice shouted from the outside. We both turned our heads to the door and two young men wearing some clown suit; a brunette and a blonde one walked in carrying a stretcher with White's twin laying, curled into a ball.

"Oh, it's your twin brother." I said I still need to apologize to him and say my thanks.

"Twin!" He shot his head up to me and glared at me, "I'm not his fucking twin, bitch!" He suddenly threw his bag of ice at me.

"!" That bag of ice flying at me, and that thing was on his crotch. I am not going to get hit with that!

Just when it was close to hitting me on my face White has suddenly caught the bag of ice with his right hand. "Come now, Black, don't be like that." He smiled and placed the bag of ice down on the small circle table by his side. "You both can put Black down on the sofa over there." He pointed his finger at the red sofa next to the wall.

After the two young men placed Black on the sofa they both hurriedly walk out of the room. Black was still glaring daggers at me.

"Where is your hat anyway?" White asked.

"I left on the ground inside the tent." Black grumbled. He heavily sighed.

"Here's another fresh bag of ice." White said and he walked over to Black, in his hand was a new bag of ice. Black snatched the bag from White's hand. White smiled. "It's a good thing that I didn't connect with you this morning."

"I hate you." Black said under his breath.

"If I did I would've felt that pain you're having right now. Ahaha." White turned his body back and happily made his way back to me.

"Uh, hey listen thank you for catching me earlier and I'm sorry about your dick being in pain." I said. I really feel bad for Black. I don't think my apology is enough for him to forgive me.

Black only glared at me and I think that's enough for me to know that he hates me a lot. "Your apology is not enough, bitch." There's so much hatred in that eye of his.

I frowned, "Could you stop calling me that." I'm not a bitch." This guy is really mean. I looked away from Black. "You shouldn't have caught me then if you didn't want this to happen to you…" I mumbled.

Aww, don't be sad, White thought as he stared at Lucian. He turned his head back to Black, See what you did. You made her sad, now she thinks that this is all her fault.

You're taking that idiot's side! Black glared at White, Seriously?!

I'm not taking anyone's side.

Black sighed before turning his head to Lucian, "Hey bitch." He said. His anger now slowly is disappearing.

I sighed and looked at Black, "I would really, really appreciate it if you stop calling me a bitch."

"Ugh, fine, I'll stop calling you a bitch, idiot." Black rolled his eyes. I guess that's fine, it's better than being called a bitch. "Are you blaming yourself?"

"A little."

"I don't care if you blame yourself." Black grinned, "Just stop trying to look sad in front of me or this clown."

"I'm not trying to look sad in front of the both of you." I gritted my teeth.

"Okay, that's enough." White calmly said, "Lucian you obviously want to return back home, right?"

"Yeah," I nodded my head.

"Well in order for you to do that you need to play a game."

"A game?"

"Tch," Black turned his body to the side, facing the sofa. This foreigner….it's not that easy to play this game. He thought and closed his eye. You might even get killed before you finish this damn game.

"Yes." White nodded his head. "You need to fill the glass vial up to its fullness and once you do fill it up you can go home." He happily said.

"A vial? But I don't have a vial."

"It's right here." Black said. Turning my head towards Black, I saw him holding up a small glass vial with liquid inside. But what caught my attention the most from the small vial was the white mask on top of it. "I saw it under the net when you guys left." He threw the vial up in the air towards me without looking.

"Ah." I caught barely caught the glass vile. "Thanks."

"Whatever…" was all Black said.

"That's interesting." White said, his eye looking at the vial on my hand. "The cap of that glass vial is similar to this." He pointed his finger down to his waist; I looked down and saw the same white mask.

"Wow that is kind of interesting." I said. "Is the cap supposed to be something else?"

"Uh-huh." White nodded his head. "It's supposed to be a heart not a white mask cap. But I guess it doesn't really matter."

I took the cap of the vial, "So I just drink it?" I looked at White who just gave me a smile of approval. Shrugging my shoulders I placed the tip of the vial on my lips. Hm, that was pretty sweet. "Now what?"

"The game starts now." White said. "Please keep that vial safe. Don't lose it and don't break it or else you won't be able return back to your world."

"Okay, what am I supposed to do now?"

"Easy, all you have to do is interact with the people in Wonderland. The more you interact the sooner you'll get home."

So this world is called Wonderland.

"I'll tell you everything you need to know about Wonderland, my dear." A map appeared in White's hand, "Right now we are in the Country of Hearts." So I guess there are more lands in this world.

I don't get what White is talking about so I'll just shut my mouth and let him continue with his talk. So he told me about role holders having their own territories, the random change of day, and the faceless. I don't think White told me everything that I need to know.

"Wait a second, why do you call the people faceless?" I have been curious of after White explained to me about the people of Wonderland.

"That's because they don't have faces, stupid." Black said and he was still facing the sofa, "Why don't you think first before you open your mouth, idiot."

"I'm sorry about Black, my dear." White apolitically said. "He's always like this. Black pretty much told you why we call the people faceless."

"…but they do have faces…" Okay, now I'm getting a little bit confused. I know that they do have faces because those two young men that came here carrying that stretcher with Black have faces.

"Huh?" White looked at me with a confuse look on his face. Even Black who was facing the sofa moments ago now was looking at me as well. "They have…faces?"

"Yeah," I nodded my head. "You know those two workers that came here they have faces. They both have really beautiful eyes, one of them had blue eyes and the other one had hazel eyes."

"You're fucking joking right?" Black said and he slowly sat up on the sofa. "The people of Wonderland can't have eyes except for the role holders."

"Well they do." I looked at Black. "And besides, I don't think that it's fair that only role holders have eyes and not the people. It's not like you guys and the other role holders are above them. You all live in the same world so everyone is equal."

"You're stupid," Black said with a disgusting look on his face. "Role holders are above normal people in this world. The people of this world are nothing more than disposable cards. You don't know anything about this world yet so don't go opening your mouth like you know everything. You're just a foreigner, got it." He glared at me, his tone was serious and his eye looks like he wants to kill me.

I'm not scared of his glare. "And what makes you so special? And don't go telling me about you being a role holder is what makes you different from the rest." I will not be intimidated by this bastard.

Black's eye slightly widened but soon narrowed dangerously, "Why you…" He was about to stand up but stopped when White raised his hand up.

"Okay, that's enough." White said smiling as he looked at Black. "You don't have to get mad, Black. Lucian was just trying to say what she thinks and I think she's right."

Don't fucking lie! I know you want to hit this bitch as much as I do right now! Black clenched his hands into a fist.

"I don't, not one bit at all." White said and this was true. "In fact I actually want to give her a big hug instead." He smiled kindly.

"What?" Black said. "Is there something wrong with that head of yours?"

"No." White turned his head back at me, "Come with me my dear. I'll show you around my territory." Walking behind me he gently placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me towards the door.

"…." I turned my head back over my shoulder to Black, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry I just wanted you to understand."

"….tch." Black looked away and he was still mad. I guess it's better if I leave now.

Walking out the door White looked back at Black, I will tell you my reason later why I don't want to hit Lucian. Cool that head of yours first before you see me outside. With that he slowly closed the door leaving Black alone in his room.

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Somewhere in a different land, in the land of Clover a certain sickly demon was sitting on a chair in his office, looking out the window. "…..." He was too occupied with his thought that he did not hear the sound of the door opening.

*Step* *Step* *Step*

"Lord Nightmare." A certain yellow lizard eyed man said in a calm tone.

"…"

"Lord Nightmare."

"…" Again no response came from the demon.

The lizard man name Gray sighed and took a something out his pocket, "Lord Nightmare it's time for you to take your medicine and you need to go to the hospital as well." He showed the bottle of medicine in front of Nightmare.

"Wah!" Nightmare jumped off his chair and immediately hid under his desk, "Nooo! Don't take me to the hospital!"

Gray walked over to the other side of the desk and grabbed Nightmare by the collar and pulled him out under the desk. "Lord Nightmare is there something wrong? You don't usually space out-wait actually you do space out most of the time." He placed Nightmare back down on the chair.

"I do not space out all the time!"

"Can you just tell me what's wrong?" Gray said looking down at Nightmare.

"…while I was in the dream world I felt a foreigner appeared somewhere in Wonderland." Nightmare said his tone was serious and he was not fooling around.

"…" Gray's eyes slightly widen. "A foreigner…"

"Yes." Nightmare turned his head back to the window. "Another game has started and I wonder how this will end. Will this turn to a good ending or a bad ending…?"

"Don't we always want a game to end with a good ending?" Gray said.

Nightmare's lips curled up into a small smile. "Yeah I do want a game to end with a good ending, but I guess it depends on how the players play the game."

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