Insanity Chapter 3: Sweet Devil AU Part II, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Sweet Devil AU Part II

Angels were not as pleasant and sympathetic as they seem, yes, they are kind and understanding, until they find out that you are different.

Arthur Kirkland, and angel from heaven, has just return from town after a rough day, no matter how many times he go there, he will always be treated as though he is different from them, the gazes they gave him tells him that they do not think of him as one of them. He was always treated differently, even from the day he was born, he was shunned, and soon became an outcast. He decided one day to move out of that place and live somewhere else, he realized that if he was going to be treated like an outcast for the rest of his life, then he rather live alone, at least then he'll be able to relax.

He decided to live inside the woods, for as long as he could remember, he always liked the woods, when things gets really tough for him, he liked to relish in the comfort and serenity the forest gave him. Nobody stopped him of course, nobody wanted to, they also preferred if he stayed away from them, until now, his old place where he used to stay is still vacant, nobody wanted to live there, not even step foot inside there.

'Tainted...corrupted...contaminated.." They used to and still call him that, they didn't like the fact that even though he looked like them, acted like them, but yet, he is still so different from them, and it's not as if his difference is a good thing, they used to say.

Arthur approached his house, a small little house that is located within the forest, as he got closer, he notice someone was sitting down at the entrance to his house, he squinted his eyes as he got closer to get a better look.

It was a small boy, and by the looks of it, he's not older than 10, his curled up figure told Arthur that he is probably sleeping. He notice the colour of the boy's hair, and immediately, knew what he was.

"A demon.." he mumbled under his breath. He approached the young boy until he is right beside him, he then did what no other angels would even think of doing.

He raised his hand and tapped the young boy's shoulder, he waited a few second, and then the young boy's eyes open to revealed ocean blue eyes, it look up to gaze into his own emerald ones.

Time itself seemed to have stop for him.

Alfred couldn't seem to look away as he took in the details of the young man standing in front of him, his golden hair was messy but seemed soft, his eyebrows was a little bit thicker than most people he'd seen, but what Alfred really couldn't help staring at, was his emerald coloured eyes, he couldn't bring himself to look away from them, they looked so beautiful, and Alfred swore his heart skipped a beat.

"Um...are you okay?" The young man opened his mouth and an angelic voice that matched his angelic appearance came out, Alfred could tell from his voice that he was being caution, but if he listen closely, it also had a hint of gentleness and concern.

Remembering the episode he had earlier, Alfred told himself that he shouldn't be fooled by appearances, he had enough beatings to last him a life time. He shifted away from the figure, his eyes finally leaving the emerald ones to look at the ground. He stayed silent.

"Come on, if you don't answer me, I can't help you, and by the looks of it, you need it." The voice urged him to answer him. He kept his mouth shut, and instead decide to focus his attention on the ground. He heard the voice sigh, before opening his mouth again.

"Well, if you don't want to answer me it's fine, but can you at least let me help you, those wounds on you look pretty bad, I got some medicine inside, I can help you treat those wounds, if you let me help you, what do you say?" Alfred looked up and saw the figure giving him a gentle smile while holding out his hand for him.

Alfred didn't want to take it, he didn't want to trust this person, but something deep down inside him is telling him that he could, that he should just take the person's hand, plus those wounds of his isn't going to heal itself. He raised his arms, and let his hand come into contact with the other's.

Arthur's smile seem to widen as he found the young man's hand within his grasp, he gently pulled him up, and eyes widen with horror at the image before him.

"This is terrible..who would do such a thing.." He found himself saying, the poor boy's body was filled with bruises and wounds, the blue and black bruises stood out against his skin, Arthur founded himself feeling sorry for the young boy, even if he is a demon, he is just a child.

The boy didn't answer him, but let himself be pulled up till he was in a standing position. Arthur led him into the house and sat him down in a chair, telling him to wait before disappearing into one of the rooms, he soon returned with a basket, inside filled with medicine and bandages.

Alfred hissed as the medicine stung when the other applied it to his wounds, they exchanged no words, except for the occasional hissing that left Alfred's mouth as the ointment was applied to his wounds. The silence continued, until the other decided to break it.

"What your name?" The young man asked, he didn't look up as he busied himself in bandaging Alfred wounds. He stayed silent.

"It's okay if you don't want to answer me, but I'll tell you my name, it's Arthur...Arthur Kirkland." The man, who Alfred now know as Arthur, finished tying up the last of the bandages, he packed everything back into the basket before getting up and leaving.

"...Arthur.." Alfred founded himself saying, he felt his heart skipped a beat again when he said that.

Arthur soon returned with a glass of water, sitting down opposite Alfred again and held the glass out the Alfred, prompting him to take it. Alfred raised his arm to take it before bringing the glass to his mouth, the water did great to sooth his now sore throat.

"..So..mind telling me who did that to you.." Arthur asked after Alfred was done with drinking the water. Alfred felt tears building up as he is reminded of what happened.

"...why...why did they do that to me...I-I don't understand..." The tears in his eyes clouded his vision, making everything blurry.

"..Who?...Is it those people in town?.." Arthur tried to guess, the only thing or person that could hurt someone to this extend could only be those that came from the town, his question was answered with a nod from Alfred.

"...I-I thought they were suppose to be n-nice...I thought..they were angels..M-Maybe i was wrong." Alfred sniffed as he tried to convince himself that maybe those people were not angels, maybe they were a different kind, one that wasn't written in his books.

'Yeah..They must be...They were so mean, unlike the angels written in my book..but maybe Arthur is one, he was very gentle and kind towards me..Yeah..It had to be..'Alfred's mind raced with these thoughts as he convinced himself, until Arthur opened his mouth.

"You're not wrong...They are angels.." Alfred's eyes snapped up to meet Arthur's ones, he could see the pain behind those forest green eyes as Arthur's right hand moved to clutch his left one. "...They just...Don't like things or people that are different.."He continued.

"...Then...they are the same as you?" Alfred asked and Arthur replied with a nod, Alfred felt his whole world crashed down.

'No way..There's no way that those mean people are the same kind as Arthur, they were just plain mean..Arthur is...Arthur is..different from them..' His brain started having a turmoil as he is faced with reality.

"..But..you're different.." He mumbled out, but Arthur caught it.

"I am different." Arthur replied, Alfred heard something different in his voice, it sounded like, acceptance...As though he has come to terms with whatever he felt inside. He managed a smile towards Alfred, although Alfred could see the pain he was hiding behind it.

"..The sun's going down soon, you should head back, the woods can be a terrifying place when it is night time.." Arthur looked outside the window, the sky was already turning an orange colour.

"..Y-yea..." Alfred got up as Arthur lead him to the door. Arthur opened the door and stepped aside for Alfred to go out.

"..You're not coming?.." Alfred looked up at Arthur, he didn't want to be parted from this angel so soon.

"I wound love to be able to escort you back, but unfortunately, an angel will be tainted and corrupted if it comes into contact with a demon's power.." Arthur bend down till he was eye level with Alfred.

"I doubt I'll see you again, I think you've learned your lesson about wandering into Heaven, next time, you might not be so lucky to find someone like me around to help you again, stay safe okay." Arthur raised his hand and petted the young demon's head.

"T-thank you." Alfred managed out, Arthur gave him a small smile before he stood up.

Alfred looked up at Arthur one last time before he turned and left, he felt Arthur's gaze on him as he made his way into the woods, but it soon disappears as he ventured deeper inside.

"Young Master! Where were you? And what happened?" Alfred was bombarded with questions by his caretaker when he managed to reach the castle. He lied, saying that he felled into a drain when he was playing near the slums, his caretaker asked him about the bandages, but he replied saying that a nice man helped him and bandaged him up.

He was soon ushered into the bathroom as he was covered in dirt. While he was in the bath, he couldn't help but think about Arthur and the words he told him.

'I doubt I'll ever see you again' He remembered him saying, Alfred felt a little annoyed and depressed about the fact that he might not see Arthur again, he wanted to see him again.

'..wandering into Heaven...Angel...Heaven...Angel...' Alfred found himself repeating those few words in his head as he laid on his bed, trying to think of a way to see Arthur again, he didn't care what Arthur or the others would say, he just wanted to see him again.

Suddenly, an idea appeared and he soon found himself running down the hallway to the room of one of his tutors.
He knocked on the door impatiently, grinning and praising himself for thinking of such a awesome idea. The door opened and a man, presumably in his thirty, step out to greet the young prince.

"Magnus! Teach me how to change into an angel!"

(A/N: So there's the second chapter~ hope you guys enjoy it, it kinda long in my opinion, my butt hurts from sitting in this chair for too long now XD Well then, I'll see you all in the next one then, byeee~~)