Awakening (Hetalia Fan Fiction)

Like the dust that collects on piano keys, I was untouched and at the same time, dirty. I was disgusting to anyone who saw through my facade, and I worshipped the people who could. I've never understood how someone could be so open with their mistakes and how clueless someone could be towards the world around them.

For so long, we have been mentally asleep to the ideas that surround us, like Sparta. Perhaps, the Peloponesian war wasn't in vain. Athens had failed at waking up the world around them. Perhaps, we should try again. I'm not talking about another Peloponesian war, but an attempt on awakening souls to the truth.

I am Aiden Ciel, a student for the Acadamey of Idiots, also referred to as Gloria Acadamey. For years, people with high IQs and very little human interactions have come to this school, making them idiots. You see, the world revolves around an IQ of 110. Anyone above or below that is ostrasized, because people dont know how to communicate with them on their level. I have an IQ of 140. To me this means nothing, because unless you can interact with others, then you cannot apply your knowledge.

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I sat at the table with my family, feeling a little depressed that I didn't belong there. It was my grandmother's birthday, and the chocolate cake on the counter was more than enough to send everyone into a diabetic shock. With my own piece in front of me, I stuck my finger in the dark frosting and licked it. It was enough richness to cheer me up quite a bit.

I smiled as I polished off my cake and bounded down the stairs to my room. I pounced on my bed a couple times before settling down and vegging. I pulled out my phone and plugged my headphones in and listened to Haifisch by Rammstein, as I heard a knock on my door.

"Aidon?" An unfamiliar, gruff, voice called out. That was weird for two reasons. One, I never got visitors. Two, I never EVER heard people when I listened to Rammstein.

"It's open!" I called, curious as to who the stranger was. The door cracked open, almost unsure at first, and then swung open all the way. There, in my doorway, stood a man clad in a green uniform with black combat boots and gloves. His light blonde hair complemented his crystal blue eyes in a way that was so sexy it was sinful. "Who are yo--"

"Mein name ist Germany, but you can also call me Ludwig." The German cut me off. I gaped, letting my mouth hang for a tad too long.

"What are you doing here? I don't understand. Is this some sort of trick?" I clammered.

"Not a trick, you see I need eine companion." He kinda stumbled trough that last word hoping I wouldn't notice I think.

"As in?" I inquired.

"Vell, um, I need die Ehefrau." He blushed. I sat on my bed confused.

"What does that mean?"

"Wife." He blushed a deeper shade of red.

~Hi there folks! This is your author speaking. You may refer to me as ultimate ruler... But most just call me Skunk. I am a huge Hetalia fan, and realized that Wattpad doesn't have enough of it. Thus this work of art that is my baby. Tell me how you like it! New part up shortly, and I mean like super soon. Oh, and usually I suck at updating on time, but I will be more inclined to update if you guys vote and comment.

~Skunk