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Drink It

Title: Drink It

Rating: PG
Pairing: Hatter/Mad March
Summary: "Drink it, Hatter," March demanded, pushing the vale against Hatter's lips.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters!
A/N: Beware: Fluff ahead! Seriously, I wrote March all sweet and loving… :O


"Drink it, Hatter," March demanded, pushing the vale against Hatter's lips.
Hatter scrunched his lips together and shook his head repeatedly, causing March to snarl and grip his throat painfully.
Choking out a wheeze as his throat was constricted; Hatter tasted a bitter sweet flavor that flowed into his mouth.
Just 'cause you got it into my mouth, doesn't mean I'm going to swallow! Hatter thought bitterly, looking up at March who was grinning mischievously down at him.

Hatter's eyes began to burn a bit since he wouldn't swallow, and he knew his body needed to breathe soon. He heard March give a chuckle and felt his body struggle as he refused to swallow.
Finally unable to keep the liquid from sliding down his throat, Hatter spat it out, spraying March in the face.
Hatter's eyes doubled as he watched the liquid trail down the assassin's face, and they both were frozen to the spot; one by fear, the other by shock.

Hatter was the first to move and he literally sprinted for the door, only to have March tackle him roughly to the floor.
Hatter struggled against March's weight and spat out harsh words that made March smirk with pride.
"You're a freakin' maniac!" Hatter shouted, twisting his body as much as he could underneath March's torso.
March gave a snort and lifted himself off of Hatter a bit. Hatter took the opportunity to swing around so he was looking up at the assassin's face before lifting a fist up. 

March caught the fist making Hatter choke out a noise of disappointment. "That's not goin' work, Hatter," He whispered.
Hatter huffed and turned his head away, only to have it pulled back so his eyes met March's.
The assassin held his gaze before bending his head down and their lips met softly.
Hatter could taste something tangy and he began to press his lips tighter against the assassin's.
March smiled against Hatter's lips, and he reached into one of his pants pocket and brought out another vale that had a brownish orange color floating in it.

As the two detached their lips, March held the vale up for Hatter to see. Hatter's eyes widen in disbelief as March said, "Ya ready for round two?"
Hatter whimpered and tried to buck the assassin off of him, but to no avail.
March gritted his teeth as Hatter began to thrash underneath him, and he pressed his body tighter against Hatter's, while unscrewing the top of the vale off.

Hatter struggled, whined, and even begged for March not to make him drink the vile liquid, but March ignored him and proceeded to pry Hatter's mouth open and pour the same mixture into his mouth again.
"Swallow it!" March snapped at him, holding his jaw close and making Hatter choke a bit.
Cursing March venomously within his mind, Hatter reluctantly swallowed the semi-sweet mixture. Within seconds his body began to tense up and he gagged bitterly.
He looked up at March and gave another loud cough before his body started to spasm.

"What the hell have you done, March?" He yelped as his body twitched and ached underneath the assassin's.
Finally the twitching seemed to die down, and Hatter felt his body start to relax; his eyes falling close...
"Finally," March sneered, gently getting off of Hatter's body and looking down at the man who was starting to curl up in sleep.
Carefully as he could, March bended down and scooped Hatter's unconscious body off the floor, and proceeded to walk out the room and towards another one.

A bed that had messy sheets was in the next room and March gently laid Hatter's body on it, making sure that Hatter's head landed on a pillow.
March didn't say anything, only peered down at Hatter who still hacked and moaned in his sleep.
"Forgive me, my friend," March whispered softly, getting into the bed himself and curling his body around Hatter's.
Hatter muttered something in his sleep and twitched a bit in the assassin's hold before giving a sigh and falling quiet.
March watched Hatter for awhile, his arms reflectively tightening as Hatter's body would jerk now and again in his sleep.

"Twinkle twinkle little bat," March began to chant, Hatter giving a tiny moan as the assassin's breath tickled his ear. "How I wonder what ya at..."
March leaned forward and kissed the back of Hatter's neck, savoring the moment of it before falling quiet next to Hatter... 

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( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 10th, 2010 01:39 am (UTC)
I don't even know what to think. xD But I like it... I think?
Feb. 10th, 2010 02:13 am (UTC)
You think?! Lol, I kid! Don't worry I felt the same way when I finished writing it and was rereading it... XP
Feb. 10th, 2010 02:28 am (UTC)
its interesting... i want to know what happens next, what's in the vial, does Mad March like Hatter.... hmm very interesting indeed
Feb. 11th, 2010 05:21 am (UTC)
I'm so curious. And filled to the brim with questions!

What's the liquid? Is oysters' pearls? A Poison?
Why does Hatter fight against March? He doesn't want to forget whatever March trying to make forget? (that made sense, i think)

All I know is that I want more~. O___O pretty please? <3
Feb. 12th, 2010 05:40 pm (UTC)
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