Love Is Blind For Gaara
Chapter 1: Sensei
I am blind and I've been blind ever since I can remember.
I have no memory of my past, or what Clan I belong to, or what Clan I belonged to.
I don't remember how I became blind, but I still conquered my dream: to become a ninja.
A kunochi in training as someone once said.
I soon learned to rely on my sense of smell, taste, touch, and sense of hearing when I lost my ability to see.
I trained with someone, whose name I don't know.
He taught me how to become a kunochi without my sight.
People said that if a person were to lose their sight, then they could never be able to become a ninja, well I proved them wrong.
Once I lost my sight and when I was living as an apprentice under him he was training me every day to work harder and harder and soon I could hear, taste, touch, and smell better than any other normal ninja.
The reason for that I believe is because when a person loses one of their senses all of their other senses are enhanced greatly.
After I became blind he took me and we left the village together and made our own little secret place to live.
I looked up to him as my Sensei, but also as my friend.
As time progressed I improved my skills and so did he.
I was able to develop another sense stronger than all of my other senses; it was the sense to be able to sense the slightest, smallest hint of charka.
The more I got to know a person the farther away the charka I could sense of theirs.
It was quite the useful sense, or ability as my Sensei called it.
But that wasn't the only thing that was what made me a good kunochi, I could detect the slightest movement with my hearing from quite a distance away, and could smell even the faintest of traces left behind.
But then he started abusing me whenever ninja came looking for us, and whenever they managed to find us, because then we always had to remove any trace that we had been in the area in case more ninja were being dispatched as reinforcements.
We would always have to find a new secret place to live.
Every time that happened he would always yell at me and tell me that it was my fault and then hit me several times, or kick me several times, sometimes both.
The first couple times he did it I would cry out and start crying, but soon I began to take it in silence and not cry.
I mean sure I didn't like and I didn't think it was fair, in fact I thought it was cruel and that a Sensei should not do that to their pupil.
As time passed I trained with my Sensei and became stronger, while he would come up to me after a long day of rough training thinking that he was coming up to me to tell me what a good job I did and praise me, but no.
He started abusing me even more saying that I wasn't training hard enough and that I needed to train harder.
So every morning I would get up with him watching me train harder and harder by myself, sometimes he would stand by my side and train with me, and then sometimes he would order me to fight him in a battle.
He would always beat me though… But one time I managed to beat him, I caught him off guard and took advantage of that moment.
Not even half a millisecond had passed and I had a kunai knife at his throat and said "I win."
Then I started to get off of him when I felt him grab my leg and then he threw me on the other side of him and I hit the hard floor, which took the breath out of me and that was all he needed.
He had one of his kunai knifes at my throat this time and said "I win."
Then he got off of me and waited for me to get up.
Once I was standing and had caught my breath I said "That wasn't fair, Sensei. I had you beaten first so the battle ended."
"No you didn't keep your guard up. You always keep your guard up even if the battle is declared over; you never know when your opponent will strike an unexpected blow, or what your opponent will do. In fact if this were a real battle against an actual enemy ninja you would be dead right now. You need to train harder if you wish to actually defeat me in battle and not let your guard down!" He yelled and then ran at me and started beating me harder than ever before.
I still took it in silence and didn't cry.
Then the beatings became every day after, or before training.
Soon I realized that I couldn't take it anymore, so whenever I started to get the beatings I would cry out for him to stop it and that it hurt, but he wouldn't listen to me and he kept on doing it.
Each time that he did it was harder than the last, I had kept up on my training, but inside as each new day came I began to fear him, and that fear grew greater each time he called me a good for nothing worthless idiot because he said that when he was watching me that I hadn't trained hard enough when I really was training to my physical limit!
Then one day he said that he had some business to take care of and that he would be gone for a few days and for me to stay behind and keep watch in case some enemy ninja found the hideout.
Once he left I packed a bag full of food, water, and my ninja clothes.
I was going to leave this once dreamed of chance of life, but now horrible nightmare all behind once and for all.
I gathered everything that I needed and put it all into my small bag, it was just like a backpack except a little smaller and much easier to maneuver around with.
Then I set out, once a couple of weeks had passed by I was traveling through a town that had lots of bars and casinos.
When I passed the first one wanting to hurry out of this town before anyone would be able to recognize me I could of swore I heard a lady cursing her bad luck at the slot machines and from what it sounded like another woman was accompanying her.
The other woman that was accompanying her was groaning about how thanks to her losing streak, she had used up most of their on hand cash.
The one woman that was losing at the slot machine was telling the other one to go and get more money out of their bank, after hearing that I started running out on the other side of the end of town, because I didn't want to be noticed.
Once I was successfully out of that town I took a well deserved rest, and drank, and ate my fill.
Then I continued on my way wondering if my Sensei had gotten back from what he said that he needed to take care of, is he looking for me?
Will he find me?
Or has he given up on trying to find me and moved on to something else?
Did he ever return from that business that he said he needed to take care of?
I pushed those worrisome thoughts out of my head and a couple of days later I noticed that I was in a dessert from the sound of it.
So far I've been pretty lucky, not having to fight anyone, or being noticed.
I could tell that I was pretty far in the dessert now, because all I had been walking on was sand and more sand, nothing else.
I took another break and then when I was reaching in my bag to get the last of my food and water out, and sadly yes it is the last of my food and the last of my water and my hand felt something that felt smooth.
Paper, I quickly realized and I grabbed it and pulled it out, hoping it was a note from my Sensei, but also fearing that it was a note from my Sensei.
Normally if a blind person like me was to read a note like this it would have to be in Braille, and my Sensei knows that.
Braille is a form of certain patterns of bumps that form letters, they don't form the same shape of a letter as the regular word and I never knew why, I carefully opened up the paper, being careful not to rip it and felt for a series of bumps.
Ah, yes there was!
I ran my finger across the words and gasped out loud when I realized what it said, it was a note from my Sensei, but it was also part of a bingo page from a bingo book!
It said: Itachi Uchiha.
Ranked Criminal: S-ranked criminal.
Wanted For: Massacring the whole Uchiha Clan.
Member of the organization know as the Akutski.
I started crying and let the note from my Sensei fall to the sandy ground.
No, no, this is not my Sensei, he is not the person who sole successfully managed to murder the whole Uchiha Clan!
Not my Sensei!
But come to think of it he never talked about his family, or what clan he was from, even though he did tell me that he possessed the ability know as the sharingan.
Then I realized the truth.
"Itachi Uchiha is my Sensei! My Sensei! My Sensei murdered the whole Uchiha Clan! He is a ruthless murderer! And I never knew it!" I was screaming like I've never screamed before, I was screaming out of pure shock and terror.
I didn't even realize that I had fell to the ground.
I felt the sand picking up, now it was swirling in a circle, which is never a good thing, because when sand swirls like that it means that there is a sandstorm coming soon.
Maybe it'll hit in a day or two judging by how the wind was picking up speed.
Then I heard footsteps, just one person's by the sound of it, I quickly got up wiping away the tears from my face, thinking that it might be my Sensei and if it was I would surely face him in a head to head battle for the things that he did, because I was never ever going to forgive him.
"Well, well. Look what I found." I heard a sassy voice say that was definitely not my Sensei's voice.
"Who are you!?" I asked while quickly grabbing a kunai knife out of my handy clip on pouch around my waist that Itachi had given me.
"Well since you asked I am a medical ninja. And I will now kill you to avenge my fallen teammates!" The so-called medical ninja yelled at me.
"Wait, wait! Where are we? And you're mistaking me for a different ninja! I haven't killed anyone around here!" I said trying to convince her that I was telling the truth.
"We are in the dessert near the village hidden in the sand. About 3 days ago my teammates were around here on the sand's border and they were attacked without warning by 2 of the hidden sand's Shinobi and were killed for being on the border! I couldn't save them, so I retreated! Now I kill you, because you're from the Village Hidden in the Sand!" She yelled at me and then started running towards me, her kunai knife drawn, but I was ready for her.
I quickly ran in a circle and had the kunai knife at her throat in less time than she could react to what was happening, "Listen to me very closely now I'm mad and if you would be so kind to take the time to look at me and see that I have no ninja headband and that I am not a Shinobi of the Hidden Sand Village." I whispered into her ear.
Then I released my grip and stood up.
"Die!" She shouted to me and then quickly stabbed my chest with her kunai knife.
"Ahh!" I gasped when I realized the pain, but also that her kunai knife was dripping with poison.
"Hee, hee, that's right, as I told you before I am a medical ninja and you should have obviously been able to see the deadly poison dripping from my kunai knife. And it doesn't matter if you're from another village, heck I don't care if you're the Hokage! I'll kill you!" She yelled and then stabbed me again.
"Ahh!" I weakly yelled as the poison quickly started spreading through my body.
It was very strong and if I don't kill her and get medical help right away then I'll die! I quickly thought to myself.
"You again, eh, well we let you live last time but now we are going to kill you for coming back." I heard a guy's voice say and then my enemy was thrown off of me, as well as the kunai knife that was in my chest.
I fell to the ground and I heard the screams of my enemy now being killed by the guy, then I sensed another movement next to me and was relieved that she wasn't going to try to kill me.
I assume she's with the guy over there.
She leaned down to me, and put my arm around her neck, supporting me.
"Hey are you okay!? We heard about what that medical ninja was telling you and we decided to step in and help." She said with a smile.
Yay! Chapter 1 is done! Please R & R, and tell me what you think! I always love to hear what you have to say!!!