The Day That Changed Everything
All the girls raged about the ′sexy′ Uchiha. You, on the other hand, had no such inclinations. While other girls chatted about the adoration they had for this boy’s hair or his eyes or his rock hard muscles, you spent your days admiring the feeling of the wind on your skin, the sun kissing your body, the sounds of a busy village.
Sakura chided you constantly about how odd it was that you weren’t fangirling over said Uchiha. You merely shrugged at her and told her it just wasn’t something you really understood. Of course, that only backed her argument to bombard you with more questions. In the end, she would drag you to stakeouts with other girls to watch the Uchiha--Sasuke--go about his day; blissfully unaware of the watching eyes.
Though, you weren’t exactly watching with them.
You were blind.
It had been something you were born with. You’d never seen the color blue, nor any other color of the spectrum, and had no way to describe the way something looked. On the other hand, you could very descriptively describe the way something felt, or smelled, or sounded.
It had never been an issue for you, being blind. Everyone else seemed to make it out as such a disadvantage but you truly saw it as a benefit. While someone might be able to see a situation unfold, they might miss critical information that they might not of heard or smelled. You were that advantage.
Your hearing and sense of smell were acute. You noticed a lot that others might not have caught, or missed entirely. Also, without the gift of sight, you were prone to enjoy the more beautiful things in life. Such as music, or the tranquility of spending the day relaxing in the fields, listening to the sounds of animals or other creatures. You were more attune to the splendor of small pleasures that no one else seemed to really understand. Often, you were told how beautiful the color of your hair was or the hue of your eyes, but you couldn’t really appreciate the compliments as you had no way to understand them.
That was what Sasuke liked about you most.
You didn’t know it, but he had a certain interest in you. Though that interest was bias towards the fact that you were the only girl in Konohagaure to not show any real facination in him. On one hand he was relieved by it, on the other hand he was slightly irritated that not everyone found him as amazing as the majority did.
That wasn’t it at all though. Quite the opposite. You found Sasuke intriguing, but on a cerebral level, and when it came to attraction, it wasn’t his looks that captivated you--for you had no idea what he looked like. His voice was a bit cynical, but soothing on some level. His demeanor captivating, but harsh. And his philosophical outlook enthralled you the most.
He was different. While Naruto offered an energetic and positive outlook on life, or Sakura offered a comforting and stable foundation for a blossoming friendship, Sasuke was a mystery. You knew of his past; life-threatening, dark, and traumatic, and you knew of his body consuming need to take down his brother, but there was just something about him. Almost like, he acted angry to cover up how he really felt. When you talked to him, it was so hard to read how he was feeling or what he really meant when he spoke. He assured you that anything he said was genuine but you always felt like there was an underlying meaning to everything he expressed.
Maybe one day you would figure him out.
Right now, you were simply enjoying a cup of tea on a park bench underneath a small cherry blossom, listening to Sakura and Ino argue over who was the superior woman and who would inevitably invoke Sasuke’s undying love. They were quite amusing.
“We’re on the same team, Ino-pig! Of course he likes me more!” Sakura was pompous in her accusations, “Plus, we’ve been through so much since we were assigned to Kakashi-Sensei’s team that we’ve formed a bond that you’ll never have with him!”
Ino huffed, “Maybe that’s exactly why nothing will happen between the two of you, Billboard-Brow! He’s so comfortable with you that you guys will only be mediocre friends! He needs a girl that he doesn’t feel is his sister. Someone like me! I’m like a total mystery to him because I’m not around him twenty-four-seven begging for his love, like you. You don’t even stand a change!”
They argued like this for a considerable amount of time before you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned your head slightly to the side, a barely noticeable movement, to hear who it was. These were the only times you wish you could see. For without any noise, it was near impossible to identify anyone.
The person grabbed your hand and pulled you up so you could walk with them. It seemed Sakura and Ino were too occupied with their stalemate to notice what was happening right next to them. Some ninja they were.
You walked with the stranger for some time, holding their hand as they led you, before the two of you came to a stop. Having memorized all of Konoha, you concurred that you were on the outskirts of the village. Any farther from this point and you’d be completely lost. You never ventured out any further for fear of losing your way. It was a huge world out there and you felt incapable of really navigating it. At least when you went out on mission--which was the only time you ever left Konoha--you had a team with you to help you around.
“Sorry for keeping you in the dark, I didn’t want those idiots to notice me.” Ah… it was Sasuke. “But I had something I wanted to ask you…”
“I think I’m going to go away for a while, I have something I need to take care of.” Okay… “And, I was wondering if maybe you would come with me?”
You pondered the request. Sasuke and you weren’t particularly close but you counted yourself as friends. “Why?” You finally asked, voicing your confusion.
“I know it’s an odd request, but there’s just something about you. You’re the one thing keeping me from leaving right now and I know that I need to do this. So, I thought if you’d come with me, I wouldn’t feel the nagging in the back of mind about leaving you behind.′
“Why me? You hardly know me…”
“I know, I keep telling myself that.” How brash… “But I keep feeling that if you’re there, I could do anything, and my mission would go smoothly.” You sensed his nervousness, “Plus… I just know that if you’re there, I can become stronger.” You honestly didn’t understand at all what he was going on about but you could sympathize with his feeling. You felt the same way, though in a less confusing manner.
You could understand the strong part, however. You were younger than Sasuke, by a year, but you had already achieved the rank of Jounin, well on your way to surpassing the Hokage and any ninja in the Land of Fire. Maybe one day, you’d even be graced with the rank of Sanin. It wasn’t your dream, it was just something that was what it was. You had a natural gift at being a ninja, an incredible understanding of jutsu, and you were very gifted in combat. That was just the way things were, whether you wanted them that way or not.
It had driven a lot of people away from you. Elevated you. And though you were young, people sought out your wisdom. Sasuke envied you for it. You had what he so desperately wanted but couldn’t seem to achieve.
“Okay.” Was all you said and you felt the tension leave the air. You felt that Sasuke must be relieved, though you knew he wasn’t going to express that.
“We’re leaving tonight then, pack your things.” And then he was gone, silent in his departure.
You would leave with him that night and before you’d make it through Konoha’s gates, you’d feel Sakura’s heartbreak when Sasuke left her on that stone bench, unconscious, after she confessed her love to him and pleaded him not leave. And for a while, you’d remember the twinge of guilt you felt at Sakura’s jealousy when she saw you leaving with him.
Sasuke would eventually convince you to forget about it.