Jade wanted to hit something. She really really wanted to feel the energy that came from punching and destroying something. She would settle with just punching someone in the face. Yet, no. She couldn't because she could see the guy's face! Jade had to settle with pouting and free ice cream.

The guy that she wanted to punch obviously didn't realize the most obvious thing. He kept telling her to read the stupid papers and got angry when she never acted on the stuff written on the papers. It wasn't Jade's fault that she was illiterate and couldn't be taught to read. Actually it was impossible to for her to learn to read, because she was blind. Not I need glasses blind. But blind as in she could see nothing. Jade assumed that nothing was the color black, but she didn't know what black was so she called it nothing.

All this build and and hidden anger was carefully tucked away. She did have any problems with being blind, in fact Jade was more terrified of being able to see. Yet, there were times where she really wished she could. Christmas time was one of those times, which was the season she was in.

Her three older brothers always did there best to describe the Christmas lights, but Jade could never understand. They called it beautiful and spectacular. Those words held no meaning for the blind Canadian.

Jade pressed her forehead against the cold window, her dull, sight-less green eyes staring into nothing.

"The lights are beautiful this time of year, aren't they?" a woman beside her said.

Jade sighed softly, "I guess."

"It's dazzling out there. The decorations, the strings of lights. It really gets you into the Christmas spirit. Presents, hot chocolate, love, snow."

"Snow." Jade agreed. That was one of the best things in the world. Snow had so many different textures. It was cold and she would feel in melt on her hands. Coming home from hours playing in the snow where amazing. Michael would always have the hot chocolate on the stove and the mugs would warm up her freezing hands.

"I just love decorating the tree." the woman rambled on. "It's gorgeous with the lights and the ornaments."

"Yeah." Jade rested her head on the back of the seat. "I've been told."

"You've never seen it for yourself?"

"Never seen anything ever. Much less a Christmas tree."

The woman gasped, apologizing. "I'm so sorry. I didn't realize you were blind. You did have a dog or a cane."

Jade shrugged, "Never needed one. Never wanted one. Makes people treat me differently."

"Oh." was all the other could say.

Jade pushed open the car door when it stopped and hopped down onto the street. She wander aimlessly, until coming upon a restaurant. She brushed her hands on the wall searching for the door. Her fingers finally brushed the handle and she stepped into the shop. Jade smiled as the scents of the food hit her nose. Growing up in Vancouver, Jade was exposed to all sorts of cultures and food. Especially food. She was the farthest thing from picky and tried everything given to her.

She yelped quietly when she realized that she had walked into someone. A boy, a few inches taller than her and smelled like incense, snow, and dusty books. And he had really nice muscles. Jade blushed when that thought came to the front of her mind. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." Whether she was apologizing for bumping into him or realizing that he had nice muscles she wasn't sure. Jade hadn't done any of those things before.

"No, it's okay. It was my fault. I should have been paying more attention." Maple. His voice. He had a really amazing voice Jade, what in Europe are you think? What is happening? Why are you thinking this? It doesn't make sense. Stop thinking. Maple.

"No really, it's my fault. I really should have been more focused on who's around me."

"It's alright. Even sighted people have the same problem."

Hold up, what? Just? Happen? Jade's head snapped up, doing her best to look at him, "How did know that I'm blind? It's not that obvious."

"It's not. If I never saw your eyes, I wouldn't have known."

"Okay." Jade felt heat rush to her cheeks.

He laughed, "I'm Danny, what's your name?"

"Jade."

"Jade, would you be so kind and allow me to treat you to dinner?"

"Uh, sure?"

Danny took her wrist and led her to one of the tables and guided her to the seat. Jade bit her lip quite unsure why this was happening. She had been homeschooled as a child and had something like this happen before. And if it could have, her brothers most likely killed the guy interested in her. Jade wasn't ever sure about what happened to other people, and she felt a bit sorry for them.

After ordering, (Jade realized that she was in a French restaurant and ordered in perfect Canadian-French, effectively scaring the waiter) a conversation was finally started.

"Where do you come from?"

"Vancouver, Canada. You?"

"I've lived in China for most of my life."

"What part? Sorry, I've just always wanted to travel to Asia."

"Kun-Lun, you probably haven't heard of it."

Jade's jaw dropped, "Not the Kun-Lun, the mystic city? It exists?"

"Yes." Danny sounded slightly shocked, "You've heard of it?"

Jade nodded furiously, "I went through a huge martial arts and ninja phase. Learned about everything I could. I had a little too much free time. I never thought that that legend could exist."

"It does."

"Wicked. That explains why you smell like books."

"What?" he seemed confused at her statement.

"Oh. Right. You can see." Jade fiddled with the hem of her jacket. "I was born blind, so my other senses are really good to make up for it. Each person has their own individual scent and voice which make it easy to identify people. Your scent smells like candles, snow, and books. Most likely dusty, old books but it's hard to tell."

"That's fascinating."

"Really? Most people just think it's weird. Or creepy."

"It's amazing."

Jade wasn't sure how much time was spent talking to Danny, she assumed an hour or so. They probably would have talked all night, if he hadn't had to go. One of his friends had a problem and it needed to be fixed. Jade smiled to herself as she walked down the street. Her attitude had changed and she didn't want to punch the guy now.