I am planning on maing this one sided, yeah I know depressing but this ideas been loating around in my head for awhile. Anyway, Ill be making an alternate ending for those who want a nice ending. BTW this is USUK centered so if ur into FRUK well then you may not like reading this. Anyway enjoy!
You had hated your normal _ hair and _ eyes. Unlike other faeries whose fluorescent hair and oddly colored hair gave them an other worldly look, you looked almost, almost… human. Your only redeeming feature was your wings. You turned your head your hands fingering the thin almost paper like material and traced the golden swirls that gave off a slight glow.
You heard the giggles of a pair of other faeries behind you as the flittered by. You turned around just in time to see one of the faeries avert her eyes. You hug your knees, and tell yourself "Im used to it," repeating it over and over in your head as you heard the stifled giggles until finally they faded of in the distance. You were always mocked, all because of your appearance.
Yes you had always hated your _ hair. At least until you had met him.
A light breeze caressed your hair carrying the scent of the lilies that you sat among. Closing your eyes you took a long deep breath inhaling the soft scent wafting through the meadow. As you flittered about the field you noticed a sunflower bud among a large patch of lilies. You hovered above it before a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth. You tapped the bud once with a finger and the bud unraveled itself. Taking a seat on the newly born flower you paused as you half mindedly combed your fingers through your hair, the voices of faeries could be heard of in the distance. You scrambled to find a hiding place as they got nearer and nearer then hit yourself on the head realizing how stupid you were. You sat in the middle of the sunflower and tapped the edge, the petals engulfing you. The voices of the faeries were muffled and just barely recognizable.
"Is that him?" said a faerie passing by.
"Yeah, he's the one that can see us, let's go see if we can talk to him this time!" replied her friend.
"Oh yeah that's right last time we tried there was a whole mob of faeries trying to get a word with him,"
Hmm a human who can see mythical beings, sounded interesting. But from how it sounded he was going to be around a mob faeries and that would be like walking into a trap. But the more you thought about it the more curious you became until finally as you were deep in thought you found yourself following the faeries from before.
"Oh, what am I doing? I'll be made fun of again if they catch me, except this time I'll be labeled a stalker for life," you thought to yourself watching the faeries from behind a tree. They had migrated from the meadow to a small nearby town towards a practically empty café except for a young man with a mess of blonde hair, emerald green eyes and extremely pronounced eyebrows. He was surrounded by a plethora of faeries who sat crowded around him. Some on his shoulder, others on the palm of his hand and others even sat on the rim of his half empty tea cup.
You cautiously flew behind the other side of his table far from the other faeries and just close enough to listen in, taking several peeks from behind your hiding place to catch a glimpse of his smile.
"Hey you! What are you doing over there," said the man. Realizing you were caught you quickly flittered away.
"Why are you running away?" He got up several faeries who rested on his shoulders falling off, leaving them hovering above the empty table, their eyes burning a hole in your back.
Hearing him give chase you took to the forest weaving between the trees and shrubs looking back you noticed him struggling to catch up.
"Sucker!" you taunted before. "Oomph," you grunted crashing straight into a tree.
"Umm, pfft, a-are you okay?" he said obviously trying to hold back a laugh as he jogged up to you.
"S-Shut up!" you said.
"Hey, your hair, its, _," he said noting your appearance for the first time. He held out a finger to help you up.
"Yeah I get that a lot," you said betraying a slight bittereness in your voice.
"Hmm I like it, you look kind of unique,"
"Eeh? Really?"
"B-Baka that was just sarcasm okay," he said turning slightly red.
"Got it," you said a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.
Then suddenly you loved your hair.
"Whats your name," he asked
"_," you answered.
"My names England,"
Ever since then he visited that small village often to talk with you. The other faeries gave up trying to talk about you behind your back and decided to say it straight to your face but you didn't care because now, for the first time in your life, there was someone, even if it was just one person, who was your friend.
You looked up from where you were sitting, a wave of nostalgia overtaking you as you noticed where you sat, it was the same meadow as from before. You got up looking around the field of flowers until, there! It was the same sunflower as from before, you smiled to yourself and took a seat and closing your eyes you let yourself reminisce. Scenes of Arthur kept popping into your head.
It had been 50 years since the Revolutionary War and everyone was worried sick about him, he rarely came out of his house from what she could hear from the other creatures that went out to visit him, though you yourself had never gone.
Finally you decided to try and pay him a visit. The journey would only take about a half hour. For most faeries it would be almost a week but your wings moved almost ten times faster than that of a normal faerie. It was due to the store of magic housed within your wings proof of that was the streams of golden swirls that flowed through them.
There were two types of faeries. The first type was the most common, which was their magic only sapped their strength for a short period of time every time it's used and can be easily replenished with a little bit of rest. The second type is EXTREMLY rare and barely anyone can be categorized under this, and as far as you knew you were the only faerie born in the past couple centuries with this ability. It meant that your whole being was made of magic, meaning yes you had a huge amount of magic stored within your body but it also meant that once that magic ran out so did your life energy not to mention it was irrechargable. Once that magic left your body it was gone for good.
Ill be uploading the rest later. BTW Ill only be uploading the happy ending if people ask for it. So anyway yeah PLZ PLZ review. A good portion of the reason why Im writing is so others can review my story and help me get better so PLZ review. Thanks!
