Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I only own this story concept. This is a bit different from my other stories, mostly because the reader already has a name. I keep posting new stories, but I don't know how I am going to regularly update them all. Anyway, enjoy this new story.

I woke up to my alarm clock, but didn't dare open my eyes. I reached for my night stand, searching for the sunglasses. This was a regular, yet necessary, battle every morning. Without the glasses they would bother me. My hand finally found them and I shoved them in front of my eyes, finally able to open them. I sighed at the prospect of another day full of bullies, torture, and general high school idiots.

I did my normal morning routine, never taking the sunglasses off. My parents have gotten used to it, they just aren't fazed anymore. They're glad, actually, ever since I started wearing the glasses I don't talk to myself. At least to them I was talking to myself. I run out to catch the bus and barely make it.

Nothing happens until I get to school. I told the nurse, principal, and teachers the sunglasses were necessary. My excuse was that bright lights blinded me, so they glasses helped block them out. I didn't think it would work, but it did. I cautiously traverse the hallways, ever vigilant for my tormentors. I didn't have to wait long. "So, you still wear those dumb glasses. You must be blind, why else would you wear them?" "Look at the blind chick, doesn't she need a cane?" "Hey blindie, where's your service dog?" "Why does she even go here, it's not like she can read the books anyway."

Their malicious comments surround me, filling my ears and clouding my mind. I gasp and run through the hallway. The laughter follows me to my class, and it will stay with me all day. It will swirl around me, teasing me, tormenting me, until I can't take it anymore.

I flop down into my chair, exhausted with the day already. My first class is English and we are discussing fairy tales. When the teacher had announced this I could feel the air stirring around me. Thankfully today was the last day, which meant we had a test. The bell rang and the teacher handed out the test packet. I began answering the questions with ease, until I got to number ten. This one was really tripping me up, I decided to just guess. I was about to circle B, but something tugged my sleeve down to C. My eyes widened, no, they shouldn't be able to do this.

I took the rest of the test quickly, my hand never being dragged again and turned it in. I asked the teacher if I could go to the nurse, when she nodded I headed back for my stuff. People stuck their foot out, hoping to trip the blind girl, but I just stepped over them all.

I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door of the classroom. I didn't even bother going to the nurse, I just walked out. I had to figure out what was going on. Either they were getting stronger or my glasses were getting weaker. What was I going to do? If the glasses were failing everything would be ruined. I had to find him, but he had left a long time ago.

It was times like this that I went to the park. It was the place we used to play together, before we were dubbed insane. He and I were an inseparable force to be reckoned with. Then one day he just disappeared. He was the only one who understood what it was like to have them. The constant chatter in your ear, the tugging and pulling, the laughter tinkling in the air.

I started wearing the glasses after he left. It had gotten worse after he left, almost like he was holding them at bay. They started to pester me more and more, begging to be played with. They never left me alone. I learned soon after that the sunglasses made them go away. They were a gift from him, given to me the day before the disappeared.

I reached the park and sat down on the only bench. Next to me was a man reading a newspaper, the paper covering his torso and face. "Hmm? Oh hello there, how are you doing?" he asked. I looked over, bewildered, wondering if this guy was talking to me. He wasn't looking at me, but at the air next to him. I could only see the back of his head.

His blonde hair was a mess, jutting out in almost every direction. "Oh no, I was just reading the paper. It was no bother, really. I'm glad to talk you again," he said again. Maybe he had a Bluetooth phone or something. I decided to be stealthy about my snooping. In the direction he was facing was a water fountain.

I got up and walked toward it, without looking at him. I took a drink and turned to make my way back. The first thing I noticed was the lack of Bluetooth ear pieces or a phone. The second was his facial features. The emerald green eyes and bushy eyebrows were familiar. I mean, these eyebrows were basically caterpillars on the guy's face. He started speaking again, looking directly at the air above him. I gasped in realization, an idea hitting me.

I hesitantly took of my sunglasses, flinching at the suddenly bright scenery. When I could see properly I gasped again. They were surrounding the man, fluttering around his head, and he was seeing them. He was even talking to one of them. The one he was talking to was a green bunny with wings. The rabbit looked very familiar too, and then it hit me. I knew who the rabbit was. "Flying Mint Bunny?" I whispered.

Instantly all of their heads whipped towards me, including Flying Mint Bunny's. Their eyes widened when they saw me looking at them, before I knew it they were rushing towards me. "You're looking at us!" "You are finally acknowledging us!" "Tell us stuff, speak to us." "Alice" "Alice" "Alice" They started chattering and flittering all around me.

The fairies were back and they had missed me. The fairies surrounded me, hesitantly touching me and landing on me. Throughout all of this the man looked at me astonished. It donned on me who he was. There was only one person, other than me, Flying Mint Bunny talked to. "Arthur."

Hope you enjoyed this. I have really wanted to write something like this and I finally got inspiration. Look forward to the next chapter. Thanks