A/N: This one shot goes with my story Saving Underland. I promised you all a fluffy chapter. This isn't a chapter, I know, but I didn't really want to put it in the story necessarily. I thought that it was a pretty good one shot, so I decided to put it up as that.
If you have not read my stories Through The Looking Glass Once More and Saving Underland, please do so. I think their good, at least I hope they are, and I'll keep writing no matter what!
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Alice tiptoed into the empty ballroom. The Hatter stood in the middle, the light of the moon shining peacefully on him.
She was afraid she had begun to neglect him. The revolt still hung over her, and she was constantly checking on her sister. Alice just didn't have time anymore to spend with him.
But that was silly. One should make time to spend with the one they loved.
She snuck behind him and slid her hand into his. He barely even jumped at her touch. His fingers curled around hers.
"What is broken every time it's spoken?" she asked softly in his ear.
"Ah, riddles," said the Hatter. He turned to her with a smile. It was a real smile. She didn't see that with him enough anymore. "What is broken every time it's spoken?" He looked up thoughtfully.
Alice smiled at him. "I miss you," she said softly.
The Hatter looked at her in surprise. "I'm right here," he said, gripping her hand tighter. "At least, I think I am. I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"No," giggled Alice. "What I mean is, you seem so busy anymore, and I'm so busy, and we're all so caught up in our busyness that I just don't get to see you enough." She looked down sadly at the floor.
There was quiet from the Hatter, then he softly said, "silence. That is what is broken every time it's spoken."
Alice looked up and smiled. "Right," she said softly.
Their eyes met and she found herself lost in those green eyes. If only they could stay like this forever. She just wanted to stare into his eyes until the walls crumbled around them. These eyes were where she was safe.
"Alice," whispered the Hatter. The way his voice caressed her name made her tremble.
"Hatter," she whispered back. She noticed that his hand twitched toward his pocket, but then he reached up and cradled her face in his hand. She closed her eyes, letting herself go in his soft touch.
Slowly, the Hatter pulled her closer. She could feel their bodies touching. His hands on her face was rough from calluses, but his touch was gentle and soft. His thumb traced little circles on her cheeks. He let go of her hand and placed his other hand on her lower back, pulling her even closer.
"I love you," he whispered. Alice opened her eyes once more. The way he said it… he was so passionate. It made her stomach flutter and her heart race.
The Hatter bent down and placed his lips against hers. Then they were kissing as they'd never kissed before. It was slow and passionate and filled with a fire. She pulled him tightly against her. She could feel his heart beat in time with hers. It was beautiful… and a little mad.
After what could have been forever, or perhaps just a few moments, the two broke apart. She stared at the Hatter's eyes, which had darkened just slightly. "Perhaps it is a little mad," she whispered softly. "I love you too."
He smiled and kissed her once more.
Someday, she thought. Someday, we will kiss like that all day and never have to worry about anything ever again.