Blind (Sasuke Uchiha love story)

A/N ~ So this story is after the war and Sasuke is back in the village again :)

- Blind

His world is full of darkness yet he sees in color

My world is full of darkness: all I see is black

He saw something that changed him forever and it turned him into a monster

I've always been a monster from birth

He gave up everything for revenge

I'm giving up everything for revenge

Both of us had fallen low…we walked down the path…the path that was cold…dark…hate…loneliness echoed its way into our minds and in our hearts

He can see me

I can't see him

His touches light up my skin

When I touch him I could feel what he would look like if I could see him

He understands me

I understand him

He treated me with respect and didn't view me the same way others did

I shared that bond with him

We loved each other but he tore us apart

Never did Imagine that Sasuke uchiha would just view me as 'Blind' girl

And it broke my heart

My name is Kira Uchiha (Name meaning Dark) The name suited me to say the least and I say that for one reason

I'm blind. I've lived in the dark since the day I was born and I know I'd be lying if I said I was happy with how I am, but I'm not. My own parents didn't want me because of my blindness

it's because of my blindness I was a disappointment to them. You see Uchiha's are known for their visual powers and mine well….mine were defined as 'not gonna happen' 'she's weak and she'll never achieve strength' and last but not least 'She'll never make a good ninja ' all this hatred for me because I was blind.

Though a part of me knows I'm lucky to have powerful eyes that blind me, and another reason is I was adopted by the forth Raikaga himself and became his next supposed 'heir'

Yes I knew very well we looked nothing alike, we aren't blood and many may say were not really father and daughter but still I was happy for the first 6 years of my life. My surname changed of course and nobody ever knew I was an Uchiha and it wasn't a big deal and at the time I didn't think badly of myself.

I never once thought I was different till I turned 7 and started at the academy where many kids had pointed out my difference. They talked about me being blind and bullied me every single day. I never even knew I was adopted till my father had to explain why kids would say my skin color was light almost pale and his was dark. My hair jet black, while his was blonde (Not that I knew colors because I had never seen them) But I knew something was off and that's when I learned the sad truth of my biological parents.

They hated me and were disappointed with me from the start; they didn't give me a chance to show them what I could do and I as I was reminded everyday 'my strengths were not limited' that's something my father always told me to cheer me up when I felt sad about being blind. I told him it didn't bother me that

I couldn't see like everyone else, but secretly I wished I could see the world of colors and see faces without using my hands to do so. If I really had to think about it, my blind state wasn't all that bad and here's why