Undisclosed
Summary : He was called a genius child, before everything got swallowed into darkness. For Naruto, losing his family and his sight was a life shattering experience. Giving up on drawing however, was the only thing he couldn't resolve himself to do.
Pairing : SasuNaru NaruSasu.
Warning : This story, as for the first chapters, will be Shonenai (featuring boys in a relationship) and eventually Yaoi (explicit sexual content). The rating will change accordingly.
For the sake of this fic, the characters – and mostly Naruto – will appear a bit OC at first. I am very attached to the original personalities so you should find the essence of their characters as the fiction unfolds.
I am not a native speaker so please don't hesitate to tell me whenever you come across grammar inaccuracies or typos. If someone enjoys this story enough to Beta read it, please send me an MP !
Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto.
Prologue
The gentle coarseness of the paper. The soft granularity of the charcoal. The glassy, oily feeling of the pencils roughly used. The dusty sensation of feather like strokes. The heavy wetness and light smell of the gouache. The strong scent of the oil paint. The coldness of water color. This was everything. Everything in the world he needed. Everything in the world he had left.
Naruto could feel the warm rays of the sun caressing his bare skin as he walked, seamlessly aimless, in a stunning Japanese-styled garden. The soft grass was whispering quiet murmurs as he wandered amongst the blossoming cherry trees, burgundy maples, green and pink-leaved weeping willow. The wind was singing a mesmerizing harmony with the surface of the pond's water.
"The bridge is here, just beside this big maple. You will have to cross it to get from the dorms to the main building."
Naruto took a step forward and stroke the gnarly trunk with a gentle gesture before drifting to the warm wood pole of the bridge.
" Do you think you'll manage to get here on your own?"
The young man had turned around and nodded quietly.
"Will you need another tour of the Academy? There are about fifty classrooms and just as many ateliers you need to remember to get around the school perfectly…"
"No. I remember."
"All your future professors are aware of your condition, so don't hesitate to go and talk to them if you have trouble with anything."
"Thank you Baa-chan." He said in a whisper. But, don't worry, I'll be fine."
Naruto crossed the bridge and silently drifted from the path that was neatly defined with wide, polished grayish stones. His footsteps were alive; recording everything they stomped on, everyplace they walked in. A cool breeze blew his long bangs across his face. He looked at the heat of the sun. Glanced at the flowery scent of the cherry trees. Stared at the freshness of the shadows spread on the ground. Contemplated the disturbed air wherever a tree, or building, stood.
He combed his bangs back on his forehead, so that they'd fully cover the upper half of his face. For a few seconds, he took in the silence of this living nature, knowing that the day after would bring the clamor of hundreds of excited new students.
He breathed in deeply and took a sketchbook and a 2B pencil from his bag. He sat against the trunk of an old weeping willow. Embraced in its shadow, he listened to the chant of the pond's water that was flowing beside him, as the cascading leaves were hiding him entirely. Just like the blond strands were concealing him from the rest of the world. Just like he concealed the rest of the world behind them.
I hope you enjoyed this (rather short) introduction to the story. I have been stuck with this idea for a while, so please, tell me what you think !