h o m e - Blood Dupre one-shot

One of young age and who was at a stage of asking questions by the millions would think that a place of nonsense such as "Wonderland" would be amazing and rather quaint. But I think quite the opposite really. Wonderland's a thorn in my side.

All I want to do is go back. Return to my familiar atmosphere called ''home'' and have a nice cup of tea with my Mother. Not some mafia boss that I met two days ago and his lackey's. At least, from the time I had counted it would be two days; 48 hours more or less. But in Wonderland from the 48 or so hours I had kept track, the sun had already set 5 times and is now just rising. What a bother; my sleeping schedule is really messed up.

"Well, now that the sun has risen," the black haired mafia boss stood up abruptly, clapping his hands together. "It's time for this tea party to end."

In all honesty, this man irritated me to no end. He tried to come off all charming and generous when he was really a manipulative, stubborn, selfish man. Though none the less, I would be polite and merely brush him off. "Thankyou for the tea Blood. It was quite well." I commented, standing up as well. "Elliot, Dee, and Dum, it was nice to chat with you all. So now I shall be on my way. Goodbye."

I turned around yet I was stopped in my tracks. Turning my head to see what held me back I saw it was the twins that held the back of shirt, a pout on both of their faces. "Don't go Nee-chan!" Dee called, tugging a bit more on my shirt.

"Yes, why don't you just spend the night here." Dum added, both of them having pleading looks on their faces.

"I'm sorry but that's out of the question I have to- "

"You'll be staying here tonight."

I turned to look at Blood, that childish and selfish tone in his voice along with a smile. "But- !"

"I won't hear it, now Elliot show Amber her room." And with that he walked away.

"No let me!" the twins shouted out, beginning to fight with Elliot as this was a regular occurence.

I merely tuned them out as I stared at the retreating form of Blood Dupre. I almost didn't notice it. That tone he seemed to hide so well. That look, shining in his eyes. For some reason it comforted me and for that I was scared. It wasn't the first time I had seen it. It didn't scream the normal Blood Dupre and seemed to shower a kind aura, but I wouldn't be fooled. Not many people here are truly 'kind'. They treat life itself as merely a toy, they don't care if you die or not, you just come back anyways. But I don't really care about that, life is precious, so you must cherish it. After all, what if someone came by and killed you and broke your watch too? Then you really wouldn't come back. There is always that possibility.

"Amber are you OK?" I heard Elliot's voice ring in my ears.

I looked towards the rabbit eared man. "Yes, I'm quite fine."

"Good, 'cause I'm going to show you your room now."

I nodded and glanced at the twins who had a pout on their faces and began walking over to the gates of the mansion. Elliot began to guide me to the mansion in which the two days I had been here I had never set foot in. It was typical though; the inside of the house. White walls, expensive looking vases and paintings, rugs, and big rooms complete with antique furniture. I was slightly impressed with everything, but it was nothing much compared to Vivalvi's castle, and Julius' clock tower was more comfortable. There was quite a bit of servants as well running around with paperwork in their hands and such, doing odd jobs here and there. "Here's your room and if you need any help my room is just down the hall on the right, Blood's room is just over there too." Elliot pointed to a room that was just 4 doors down of mine.

I nodded and looked towards my friend. "Thank you Elliot."
"No problem! Anyways I have to go and finish some paperwork Blood wanted me to do. But if you need anything don't hesitate to come and ask. " Elliot stated, waving bye and heading to his room with some servants with stacks of paperwork in their hands.

I merely smiled to myself and walked into the room which was simple to say the least. A wood dresser, a twin sized bed, and a side table with a lamp, there was also an oriental looking vase in the corner that looked more than just expensive. I found it quite amazing that Blood could afford this all, but then again, he was a mafia boss. Laying on the bed, I never realized how tired I was until I felt the soft feel of the covers underneath me. A yawn, escaping my mouth, I unconsciously drifted into a blissful sleep.

- - - - -

When I awoke my room was filled with an deep orange glow from the setting sun outside my window. I sat up, looking around the room that had not changed a bit. My eyes glanced over to the window and I got off the bed and walked towards it and opened the window, the warm breeze pushing my white locks past my shoulders. A sigh escaped my lips and I closed my eyes, enjoying the peaceful moment. Ever since I had set foot in Wonderland my life has been put in danger and I have been moving around constantly. I have been shot at, nearly butchered, got lost in the woods, ambushed, and nearly drowned on one occasion. All of this in the course of 2 measly days. If this was a regular occurrence with living in Wonderland than I really want to be gone as soon as possible. But I can't. Because of that stupid Peter White. He tricked me and now I have to fill up this stupid vial and then I will be able to return home. Unfortunately for me, he didn't tell me how to fill the vial up, but it was already at about 1/3 full. I had heard previously from Elliot that recently there was a girl that came here as well. Though she was able to return from where she came a little earlier than when I had arrived here. A sudden crash from the hall outside disrupted my thoughts and peace, making me turn around with a small jump. Curious of what had happened I left my room coming face to... well, face with a servant who had broken a vase and dropped papers onto the ground. One thought came into my mind as I looked at the fumbling servant as he tried to pick up the papers as quick as possible. Blood was not going to be pleased if he finds out.

Acting quickly I walked over to the servant and knelt down, helping him pick up the papers. He was so preoccupied with cleaning up his mess that he had not noticed me and jumped when my hand came into his view. "A-ah! Th-thank you so much. But please, you don't have to help me!" he muttered, his ears turning red from obvious embarrassment.

"Nonsense. It's only proper to help, so don't be ridiculous. It's rude to deny someones help when they have offered it to you." I stated, giving the servant a somewhat annoyed look.

"O-of course."

He took the papers that I handed to him, his clammy hands touching mine for a mere second. I laughed inwardly at his nervousness which I found amusing and then glanced over to the vase which lay smashed into pieces on the ground. Another sigh escaped my lips and I closed my eyes in frustration. There goes my peaceful relaxation.

A sudden gun-shot rang through my ears and I jumped and in reflex ducked my head down. What the hell..? The servant who was beside me at my left was now laying on the ground now, blood seeping from the gunshot wound in his chest. Blood was pretty much everywhere. On the ground, on him, on the papers, the wall, and even on me. My eyes widened and I looked to my right, the one and only Blood Dupre standing there with a gun in his hands. My mouth was open but no words came out, I had never seen Blood act this way before. But maybe, this was him showing his true colors. I then gave him the meanest look I could suffice and stood up quickly, wiping the blood that was on my cheek off with my sleeve. "What's your problem?!" I suddenly shouted, the act being out of character for me. "Why did you shoot him? He did nothing wrong!"

Blood gave me a cold look, his mouth then curling into a smug grin. "He broke my vase, it cost me a lot of money." he merely replied, the smug look never faltering.

"Ugh! You people disgust me, treating life so poorly! I don't care if he's just another servant!" I gave him a threatening look, letting him know I wasn't afraid of him. "And it's not a reasonable excuse to kill the guy! A vase?! I'm sure it's nothing that you and your filthy money can't buy!"

While I took deep breathes to get the air flowing through my lungs again his grin turned into a smirk and he took a step forward. In return I took a step back and his smirk became bigger, swiftly grasping onto my wrist and pulling me towards him. "Are you scared?" he asked, a sly look in his eyes.

I merely glared at him, my eyebrows furrowing at how haughty this man acted. "What's to be scared of? A cowardly man with a gun who only acts and never thinks?" I scoffed at him and noticed his eyes narrowing at me. "Not even in your dreams Blood Dupre."

It might have just been my ears playing tricks on me, but I could have sworn I heard a low growl come from him, like an animal. Though while I had complete focus on keeping my harsh glare on him I never noticed his hand movement, suddenly sweeping me off my feet (literally) and into his arms, holding me bridal style. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" I yelled, my face red and annoyed.

He only smirked and carried me off to his room, a sinking feeling coming over me as I struggled in vain against his tight grip. "Blood! Let me go this instant!!"

The mafia boss only ignored my protests and kicked the door closed to his room, bringing me over to a velvet red couch and threw me on. I gave a small yelp and before I knew it he was ontop of me, knee resting on the cushion as he leaned down, caging me in as his hands were placed on each side of my head. I could hear my heart beat ringing in my ears as I stared wide eyed at Blood, unable to move. His face was mere inches away from mine and I could feel his warm breath on my lips, my eyes caught in his gaze like a deer in the headlights. "...I can see fear in your eyes..." he whispered, a seductive look in his eyes.

His voice snapped me out of my stunned confusion, quickly moving my face to the side, unable to face him so close. Though he grabbed my chin and pulled my face back to him, suddenly taking my lips with his own.

I thought my heart stopped beating.

Everything seemed to shut down for me, I couldn't think and I felt as if time had honestly stopped. All I could sense was his warm, soft lips on my own. And I think that's all I really wanted to feel. Before I knew it, the kiss was over, cold air meeting my lips, suddenly feeling estranged and alone. Though Bloods eyes showed me a melancholy tone, resting his head upon my chest, above my heart. "...Your heart."

"W..What?" I managed to croak out, my eyes still wide open.

"It's beating fast... tell me. Does your heart beat this fast whenever your around me...?"

He lifted his head and looked at me with such intense eyes that I felt lost in them. "Blood... what... what do you mean..?"

He rested his head against mine and his hand found its way to my heart, a dizzy feeling overcoming me. "This is your home now.. alright?" he replied softly, my head still spinning.

This didn't feel real. Was this the real Blood Dupre or just an act? "Home..."

I was truly naive to think this wasn't home.