(hetalia fan fic) ON HOLD

I tell strangers my life story

"Are those cuts fresh?!" He demands after he had gawked at me for a minute.

I blush bright red and yank my shirt over my head. "What happened? How did you get those? And why are you eyes red like that?" He asked.

"What are you doing in here? I mean I was in the goddamn shower!!"

"Um...Arthur sent me up here to ask if you would like some scones and tea. Warning do NOT eat his scones."

I walk out of the bathroom still blushing and I was majorly pissed at Alfred for just walking in like that. I was grabbing my bags and getting ready to leave when I realized I had no idea where Shadow was. I put in the contacts in case I run into Arthur. I don't need them both thinking I was cursed like Rick did.

"Shadow, here kitty kitty. Here girl." I call out for her. "Hey Arthur have you seen-" I walk into the kitchen and Alfred and Arthur where in a deep conversation but it ceased as soon as I walked in.

I noticed Arthur had Shadow in his arms and was petting her and she was purring. PURRING!!! She hates everyone. It took me nearly a year when I found her before she would let me even pick up without scratching the crap outta my arm.

"Oh her? I'm sorry love but I noticed her trying to weasel her way out of you bag and well...she's a lovely cat."

"Thanks and it's ok. I'm just surprised. She normally hates everyone. I mean it took forever to get her to trust me."

"Hazel....Alfred told me about what happened in the bathroom...and I'm so so sorry that he's mindless." He says smacking Alfred in the back of the head. "But you should've told us about the cuts. How long have you had them?"

It takes a few minutes before I answer and I stare at my sneakers. "The freshest are a day old." I murmur.

"Love, did you do this to yourself?"

"Of course she didn't dude! You didn't see them they were bad. One was across her stomach the other I saw in her reflection is from her shoulder blade down to her hip." Alfred interrupts.

"No I didn't...someone else did."

"Who?" Arthur asked gently.

"No one."

"Love please tell me."

"My...stepfather.

Arthur takes a sharp inhale of breath and Alfred whispers something to Arthur.

After a moment Alfred speaks again. "Dudette can you show the cut to me and Arthur please? Then he say if it's bad or not."

I pull my shirt up and stop at the top of the cut which luckly isn't that high. Arthur asks me a few more questions. How often have I changed the bandages? What did he use to cut me with? How much blood did I lose? Stuff like that. He realizes what I say when I mean the freshest my entire body, he could tell, was covered with scratches and scars.

"Come with me really quick ok love?"

I nod and follow him. He leads me into a room which I believe was his and made me sit on the bed. Then he started muttering a few words to hisself. His voice gradually raising. This aura started rolling off him. He suddenly stopped chanting and cocked his head to the side as if someone where speaking into his ear. The aura disappeared and I felt a slight burning sensation all over my body and then it stopped. I no longer had the pain on my stomach or back either.

"What did you do?"

"Well....you see....um.....I have um...magic."