Good Day everybody, its Jezzaanne once again here for your satisfying reading needs. I have ruined other fandoms including Kingdom Hearts and Death Note. Now, it is the Bleach fandom that will suffer from my wrath of my crazy imagination.

I have always been a fan of Lewis' Carrolls 'Alice In Wonderland' and such inspiration made me sit down and type this little beauty out. I, myself is very proud of what I have written so far and I hope it will gain the attention of many and will make it on lots of Favourites lists. 'Wonderland' wont make an appearance till a later chapter but trust me, it will be worth it. I sincerely hope. (:

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'Blunderland' :)

Blunderland; Or Whatever You Call It

Orihime knows the story of 'Wonderland' but what happens when she sees a peculiar white rabbit and stumbles upon the world of torture & madness? To tell you what, this 'Wonderland' is everything but normal and its up to Orihime to save not only Underland or Wonderland or Blunderland, she has to save its inhabitants as well. Including a Mad Hatter with a tortured past and a strange Heartless man who refuses to leave her side.

Pairings; Ulquihime, Ichiruki, GinRan, Grimmnel

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:

Thus slowly, one by one,

Its quaint events were hammered out-

And now the tale is done,

And home we steer, a merry crew,

Beneath the setting sun.

Alice in Wonderland- Lewis Carroll

It couldn't have been a worse day; a horrible day that had befallen all; the sun was out, the air was clean, and the skies were clear. The gorgeous scene out the window tantalized one Orihime Inoue.

She gazed out miserably from the small window of the rumbling carriage and leant her forehead against the cold glass.

On a day like this, she didn't want to be stuck in a small, dark carriage rumbling to a place she had never heard of. She wanted to be back at home, anywhere, except the destination she was going.

A small sigh escaped her and from across the carriage, her escort; Chizuru Honshō

Gazed at her with narrowed eyes and asked in a suspicious voice.

"You aren't having second thoughts are you Orihime? You know, you promised your mother that you would go ahead with this marriage with this-."

She trailed off and Orihime answered miserably, "I know, I promised mother and I shall not go back on my promise."

She flicked a long auburn bang back behind her ear and felt her stomach twist into a knot.

Marriage.

The word burnt a hole in her tongue and left an acrid taste in her mouth.

She sighed again; yes she had agreed to marry a rich unnamed stranger in a faraway land. She had done it for her sick, struggling mother. For her family; and there was no way in the world that she wanted to back on her promise.

The silence grew awkward and Chizuru picked up the bag beside her and said in a stumbling voice, "Don't despair Hime, oh I bought some books in case you got bored."

Her hand was shaking and she tipped the bag upside down and a few books fell out.

Chizuru grabbed the first book and handed it to Orihime.

Orihime glanced at it numbly and brought it up closer, 'Alice in Wonderland'.

She gazed at the colourful picture on the front of the famed 'Tea Party' before muttering; "I have already read this."

Nonetheless she opened up the first page and saw the quick illustration of Alice getting out of a carriage in front of a large mansion and couldn't help but smile to herself wryly.

Why did this sound so ironic?

She flicked over the next few pages skimming over sentences of chaos and madness and it all comes out alright in the end.

She snapped the book shut and placed it back in her lap.

She went back to looking out the window, dutifully ignoring Chizuru's choked remarks.

Whatever awaited her, she would have to go about it dutifully and not let her feelings get in the way.

The mansion sat on a large emerald terrace. It came into view as the carriage rumbled up the road. They came to a complete stop and Orihime pushed her face against the glass to see a large golden gate blocking their way.

The horses snorted and pawed the ground as the gates swung inwards and the large drive awaited them.

The carriage rumbled again as they made their way to the mansion. It loomed closer and closer and Orihime was transfixed at staring out the scenery.

A large fountain sat in a large circle of drive and the carriage pulled up beside it.

Chizuru was staring dumbstruck before she snapped back to reality and hurriedly grabbed all of the items that belonged to Orihime and picked them up.

Orihime flung open the carriage door without waiting for the footman and shoved her hat on her head before stepping out. A delicate blue heel hit the gravel and smoothing down her dress, Orihime wanted to make an acceptable appearance.

As she went to stand out, there was a 'thump' on the gravel. She looked down and saw her book.

Hastily she bent down and picked it up and tucked it in the lacy bag she had slung over her shoulder. She looked up at the sound of doors opening.

The brim of her large, blue hat obscured her vision of the person on top of the stairs. Not that she didn't really want to look anyway.

She heard Chizuru come around the carriage and say in a tight, but formal voice.

"We thank you, for welcoming us into your abode. I am Chizuru Honshō and this is Miss Orihime Inoue."

Orihime lifted her head and twisted her hat when she heard an older, formal voice; "Welcome Miss Honshō and Miss Inoue, it's a pleasure to meet you."

A butler stood on the top of the stairs and beside him, stood a boy about Orihime's age. He had a small grimace on his face but when he saw Orihime he brightened and came down the stairs.

He grasped her hand and his eyes glinted mischievously under his bangs of brunette hair. "Miss Inoue" he almost seemed to purr, "Welcome to my humble abode, I am Keigo Asano."

Orihime felt a blush crawl up her cheeks and she hid her eyes back under her hat. She had the urge to yank her hand away but Mr Asano seemed like a nice enough guy.

There was a noise behind them and Keigo turned around to see his butler and Chizuru staring at the two. Chizuru with a livid glare plastered on her face.

Orihime daintily stepped back flicking her long hair back over her shoulder. She looked back up to the mansion; she didn't know why she had a heavy feeling in her stomach. She was the poor person that had been given a chance to help herself and her family.

She was going to live in a mansion; she was going to be rich. She would think she would feel a glimmer of happiness or relief in any way. But as Keigo Asano led her up the stairs, Orihime wanted to do nothing but cry.

"Your room" the butler said humbly, bowing slightly when he showed Orihime her new bedroom. He stepped aside and let her into the large, spacious room then said, "If you need any assistance in any way, please call and I shall come as quickly as I can."

He turned away from the door and walked down the hall and when Orihime heard no more noise she slammed the door shut.

She threw off her bag and her hat and threw herself at the large comfortable bed and let a wail escape her throat.

She began to sob and the tears began to wet the blankets.

She didn't want to be here, she didn't know why she wasn't happy. She should have been. She couldn't abandon her poor family back home, living in poverty.

She had to banish her feelings and stay with Keigo. There everyone would be happy and her promise to her mother would be fulfilled.

Orihime drowned her sorrows and felt the misery consume her. It was the price to pay for a lifestyle of perfection and riches. This was to be her life from here on in.

"Miss Inoue?"

Orihime got up in a ruffle of pale blue petticoats and frills and hurriedly wiped her eyes of any tears. Not that it would have done any good, her face and her eyes would be red.

There was a knock at her door and Orihime said in a stumbled voice, "C-come in."

The doors opened and Chizuru came in hauling what little luggage Orihime had from the carriage.

Chizuru dropped the bags and went towards Orihime with a concerned look on her face. "Hime? Oh you don't have to cry over this, it will be ok."

Chizuru's glasses slipped down her nose and her short red hair bristled with the concern she felt for one of her closest friends.

Seeing Chizuru, Orihime started to cry all over again. "I don't think I can do this!" she cried to her friend. "I thought I could, but now that I'm here I have become so scared."

The pearly tears streamed down Orihime's face, "I'm not brave enough to stand up for myself, I had allowed myself to be pushed around and now I have marry Mr Asano."

Chizuru hugged her and Orihime said numbly; "When I was growing up, I always thought women married for love. You go out on romantic dates and fall helplessly in love."

Orihime thought back sadly at her times back on the streets, watching couples walk in and out of beautiful restaurants, madly in love with each other, with the googly look people get.

Why didn't she ever get that chance?

"Keigo might turn out to be a wonderful guy Hime!" Chizuru said in a tight voice, "its only the first day, you and Keigo are both nervous. But hey, you two might become lovebirds."

Orihime didn't find much comfort in her friend's words but it stopped the rolling tears and a feeling of defeat settled in her stomach.

Her feelings disappeared and all the red head did was stare uselessly over her friends shoulder.

Chizuru pulled away after a minute with a forlorn look on her face and whispered, "I have to go Hime."

The instantaneous shock settled on Orihime and she whispered incredulously; "Your leaving already!" the thought of Chizuru, the last link to her old life shattered Orihime but she had no more tears to shed.

Chizuru nodded sadly and said, "I came to say goodbye Orihime, I want you to live your life to the fullest. You have it better than any of us now, so live it up."

Tears filled her eyes, "Don't come back to the slums Hime, Keigo will look after you. You deserve to be the Princess that you are."

Orihime was dumbstruck and Chizuru said hastily wiping away her tears. "Its ok if you forget about us, but we won't forget about you."

Then with all haste before the waterworks came, Chizuru darted for the door and disappeared.

Orihime's old life had been taken away; and she didn't know whether or not it was for the better or for the worse.

"Miss Inoue?"

Keigo Asano's voice filtered through the door early the next morning.

Orihime was horrified that the Lord himself was waking her; she expected to be woken by the servants and prepared to meet Mr Asano for breakfast.

"O-oh" Orihime gasped, flinging her legs off the side of the bed and getting up. "I-I'm so sorry Mr Asano, I must have slept in; please forgive me."

Without invitation, the brunette Lord let himself into Orihime's room and saw the dumbstruck young lady standing at the side of her bed in her pyjamas. He smiled if not a little wickedly.

Orihime fixed herself up and made sure her night dress had not hiked up anywhere and stared at the Lord with a blush crawling up her cheeks. She curtsied politely before letting her voice ruin her image; "C-Can, erm, what have I done Mr Asano?"

Keigo smirked, "Nothing sweet Princess, I decided to come and wake you myself. I have a whole day planned out for you, please excuse me, I shall let you get ready and I will meet you for breakfast."

He left the room and Orihime felt her face burn from the embarrassment. The minute she heard the door click shut she fell back onto the mounds of blankets.

She was shocked; Keigo Asano was more of a pervert!

What had she gotten herself into?

Orihime smoothed down her sapphire blue dress as she stepped timidly down the stairs. She had a small knot of dread that was getting tighter and tighter with each step that took her closer to the dining hall.

She fussed over her hair and patted down her dress when she realised that there was something in the small pocket at her waist.

Orihime froze and looked around the hall which was void of any servants and she looked around for an available rooms. Her hand curled around the item and she ran for the closest room.

She pulled the item out and saw a small box with a small note attached:

My dear Orihime

Just a small present, I wanted it to be a surprise and put it somewhere you will find them. May they bring you luck and protection.

Much love, your big brother; Sora.

Orihime blinked back the bite of tears and slowly opened the small black box. Nestled in the white fabric were two identical crystal hairclips. Aqua flowers sparkled in the morning light and Orihime placed her hand to her mouth and fought with her tears.

Sora would have worked triple shifts at the restaurant to pay for these. All the effort and the money to buy Orihime a goodbye present. She didn't even know about it, now she felt the bite of guilt for leaving her family, especially Sora.

Orihime looked up and saw a mirror in the corner of the room and hurried towards it. She placed the small box on the small dresser and picked up the delicate hairclips and tucked them above her ears.

They fit snugly and the moment she placed them there she felt a wave of comfort and security wash over her. The way she would have felt when she saw her brother's tired, but smiling face after a long gruelling shift at the restaurant.

Orihime placed her hands on her eyes and forced herself not to cry. Suddenly, the realisation of the situation fell upon her.

She wasn't going to see Sora or any of her family again.

She took in several deep breaths and managed to stop the shaking that was rattling her lithe frame.

She looked back at herself in the mirror and delicately wiped away a small crystal tear that had formed in the corner of her eye.

She admired the clips once more and closed her eyes and briefly said "Thankyou Sora, much love."

She emerged from the room feeling a little better and walked out into the hall where she saw Keigo talking to a servant and instructing breakfast to be served outside. His face brightened when he saw Orihime clad in her bright blue dress.

He strode over and bowed slightly, taking Orihime's hand and kissing it delicately. "Miss Inoue, allow me."

He stood straight and bowed his arm, scooping Orihime's up in his and leading her outside. The lawn shone a dazzling emerald in the morning light and Orihime shaded her eyes with her free hand as she was led to a dainty little table on the terrace.

Keigo sat her down and sat down opposite her. Orihime couldn't help think to herself wryly; 'Acting like a gentleman is proving too much for him. I know exactly what he wants'.

Orihime shifted uncomfortably and folded her arms across her chest and looked out to the terrace, averting Keigo's intense gaze. She didn't know what to say, so silence befell them and soon after, became awkward.

"So" Keigo started scratching his neck. "I hope you like it here Orihime, everything's to your liking I take it?" He waited for an answer and Orihime cleared her throat before putting on her most dashing smile and blinking her large grey eyes at Keigo.

"Of course I like it here; you have a wonderful estate Mr Asano. I am thrilled to be here, I can't wait to do more exploring." She flicked her hair over her shoulder and laughed daintily and Keigo leant back in his chair.

"Please, call me Keigo, Orihime. I am thrilled that you like it here. As for today, I am planning a nice stroll through the gardens and tonight, there is a festival. I am taking you to it."

Orihime was slightly shocked but she nodded and said softly "I would be delighted to Mr- um, Keigo."

She twirled her fire red hair around her finger and felt a blush heat her cheeks up. Why did Keigo make her feel so little? He gave her the attention she had always wanted but it made her nervous.

She looked up when the servants brought out breakfast and smiled gratefully for the distraction. She had a large platter full of fruit with small flowers on the side as decoration.

Orihime picked her fork up and stabbed it into a slice of kiwi fruit and put it in her mouth. She felt her mouth water and she grabbed more fruit and shoved them into her mouth.

It had been so long she had a decent meal, decent food. She felt the humiliation burn her chest when the memories of going through the garbage hit her.

The nights when Sora couldn't come home with leftovers.

The nights when a grubby, scraggly Orihime had to rummage through the bins and come up with often bizarre concoctions that could be eaten by her family.

Orihime devoured everything on the plate in front of her, even the flowers that were on there for decoration. She realised what she had done, embarrassment flared up inside her and Keigo eyed her, a little put off.

She dropped her knife and fork and hurriedly put her hands in her lap and looked down to her feet. "I apologise Mr Asano."

She had to quench the burn, so lifting her head. She put on her biggest, airy-fairy grin and put her hand at the back of her head.

"I didn't realise they were decoration till after I ate them, they looked perfect and edible on the plate." She grinned and prayed to God that she didn't have a small purple petal stuck in her teeth.

She felt a thrill of relief when Keigo nodded rather slowly and said, "Oh it's nothing Orihime, it's a simple mistake. My servants shouldn't be serving flowers on breakfast plates anyway."

He shot a livid glare to his female servant and Orihime hurriedly said; "Oh no, no. It's not her fault. It was my silly mistake." She sent an assuring smile to the servant and fixed her hair in a nervous gesture.

'I'm so stupid' she thought to herself. She was just getting herself more and more humiliated. If she kept going the way she was acting, her good looks might not work on Mr Asano any longer.

She had the urge to get up and apologise, she wanted to run away and melt in a corner. Was it possible for one to die of embarrassment?

She would be close to finding out.

"Orihime?" Keigo's voice broke her thoughts. "Orihime aren't you going to talk now?"

The red haired beauty looked up hesitantly and saw Keigo shovelling his breakfast into his mouth.

"B-But you're eating" she whispered and the Lord shrugged his shoulders. He said something that Orihime couldn't understand before he swallowed what was in his mouth and smiled.

"The quicker we get this done, we can go out and we can talk as much as we like." He waggled his eyebrows at her "Or more if you like Miss Inoue" he purred.

Orihime felt revulsion curl in her stomach. She had dug herself a hole in stupid promises, making everybody else happy except herself.