Summary: In contrary was what it is it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be it would. You see? No, Axel did not see. 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 is isn't.

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Hello! :waves: Come on Lea, Lea! Wave, you silly goose! [grabs Lea's hand, waves it frantically] There we go! [dusts off hands and waves] Well, hi! I'm LovefromSlytherin-AMLF! But, you can just call me AMLF! Or A! Or Ienzo, or Zexion, or Axel, or- [mouth is covered by Lea's hand]

Well, hello. [removes hand]

That was PyroAhlex! I'm writing for her, because I am crazy.

Well, well, well. I say that a lot. Well.. This story was spawned from.. I don't even know. Lea?

Yes?

How was this idea spawned?

It was spawned, it was created, manifested!

Oh.. Ok. Well.. I don't remember! I'll ask Lea later, when she isn't waiting for Bleach!

But, please, please, please, enjoy and make sure to drop a review! We would love to know what you think!

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"Will you walk a little faster?"

Said a whiting to a snail,

"There's a porpoise close behind us,

And he's treading on my tail.

See how eagerly the lobsters

And the turtles all advance!

They are waiting on the shingle -

Will you come and join the dance?"

"Axel~"

The word fluttered past his ear and wind moved through his hair. He gazed around the forest, his heart pounding against his chest.

"Axel~" The wind grazed his lips. "Come join me Axel~" A haunting laugh, soft like twinkling bells, fluttered through the wind. "Come home~" It whispered. "Come join me~"

"Join the darkness~" It continued to whisper, "It's waiting for you."And the wind died down.

The darkness settles back down around the male. Running a hand through his crimson spikes, he sighed slightly, not quite understanding what the voice meant. Giving a curt laugh, he continues walking. "I must be delusional."

Branches sway and twigs snap, becoming the melody of the forest. Roots reach out, trying to trip those that walk past, then seeming to recoil and move to a new spot. He'd been told to hurry back home, not to linger in the forest after nightfall. But those warnings had fallen on deaf ears.

A boy, hidden by the shadows, figure small and lean, sat a top a twisted tree, singing merrily. The song was carried by the wind, to the ears the red head wore. "Listen to my song, young one. It's about you, ya' know." The boy whispered, grave and eerie. He jumped from the tree to lean against its trunk, a song was hummed, low and soft, as the boy began to sing. "The Jabberwock with eyes a flame.." He stood. "Jaws that bite and claws that catch.." He spun, taking a step forward, the moon catching a small glimpse of slate-blue hair. "Beward the Jabberwock my son~" The figure giggled eerily, "The frumulous Bandersnatch."

He stood, framed by the moonlight. "He took his vorpal sword in hand!" He cheered. "The vorpal blade went snicker, snack!~" He spun happily, haunted. He appears behind the redhead, hidden by the shadows, eyes glowing an iridescent purple. "He left it dead.." He whispered, tracing a crooked finger against Axel's shoulder. "And with its head.." He whispered to the wind. "He went galumphing back.." The breeze picked up, and with it, the figure disappeared, his laughter carrying on the wind.

Shivering, Axel hugs his arms around his lanky frame, keeping the warmth close. Trees and bushes scratch against each, creating a shrill form of laughter, taunting him. Continuing forward, Axel's emerald eyes scan the darkness ahead for any sign of light, for a sign that he's close to home. But nothing is ahead, only the awaiting darkness and the chance to see the figure again. Shivering at the thought, Axel forces his legs to keep going, to not stand and search for the other.

A figure stood by a lonesome, deformed tree at the end of the forest, hidden behind many a tall tree. It leaned against the tree, arms crossed, one leg leaning against the others, as hair, covered by night, the colour of ink covered his face. He was slouched and slender as he stood hunched, tapping his foot, a top hat perched on his head.

Despite the confidence that usually radiates off of the red-head, he tries to hurry along, not wanting to get caught in the forest. Frantic eyes scan along the trees, never quite finding anything suspicious. Axel barely manages to catch himself, as his foot catches on a thick root. The wind howls low and deep, a warning.

"And where do you think you are going?" The figure spoke seductively, tilting its head up to reveal pale, ivory skin and eyes of hauntingly beautiful shades of purple, blue, and silver.

Axel stares, wide-eyed, at the male, his heart in his throat. They'd always warned him of the strangers that lurk in the forest. Trying to stay calm, he finds the source of the voice and locks onto it. "I'm going home." states Axel, as he keeps his distance.

The figure smirked, pushing off the tree and sauntering forward. His eyes of purple locked with those of peridot green as he gazed at Axel with lust filled eyes. "Join me~" He whispered, standing in front of Axel and placing a hand daintily on the red-head's chest. He leaned forward, pulling the red-head's lower lip between his teeth. He shuddered, "Mm, join me, Axel~" He purred, the name rolling off his tongue like nectar for the gods, and the most deliciously provocative sins.

The heat building in Axel's stomach only intensifes at the touch. Deep inside, he craves to do just as this man says. But still, there's the doubt, and sanity, clawing at him to think about things. Wrapping an arm around the smaller one's waist, he keeps the other in his grasp, determined to get some knowledge of what's going on. "And why should I?"

The figure smirked, purring and leaning against Axel, shuddering at the muscles he felt under his clothes. "I yearn for you, Axel~" He whispered, pulling Axel's ear between his pointed teeth, hands traveling down the redhead's broad chest, heart pounding as his top hat slid back slightly, revealing some slate blue hair. "I want you inside me~" He whispered, moaning softly as he wrapped his arms around the redhead's neck and nuzzled his chest.

Groaning slightly, he feels his sanity slipping, all forms of resistance buckling. Staring with half-lidded eyes, Axel keeps his arms around the slim waist, not wanting him to disappear again. "And...where.. are...we going?"

He smirked, sliding a hand down to rub Axel through his trousers as he leaned up, licking his neck. "My world~" He whispered hotly, heart pounding. "Leave this pathetic world behind, and come with me." He purred, "Come with me.. To a land of Wonder~" He bit down on Axel's neck, leaving a small mark. "And mischief.." He kissed the small mark, smirking as he heard Axel's breath hitch.

Leaning closer into his touch, Axel swallows back a moan, trying to think straight, and not with the lust filling him from head to toe. Biting the inside of his cheek, Axel's eyes connects with his. Not able to resist the other, his voice comes out shaky, "Only.." He licked his lips, his throat suddenly dry. "Only if you tell me your name."

The figure smirked, leaning up and brushing his lips over Axel's, gripping his jacket loosely between his fingers. He let out a soft giggle, turning and sauntering towards the tree where he once stood, hips swaying with his petite coat. "Zexion~" The wind whispered against Axel's ears.

"Will you, won't you, will you,

Won't you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won't you, will you,

Won't you, won't you join the dance?"