Sasuke slowly trudged to the grocery store, glaring at everyone who would accidently brush him. He couldn't tell the difference between red and blue, purple and pink, or even orange and green. It sucked not seeing any color but black and white. Not everyone enjoyed seeing the same thing every day. So this was how he found himself walking to the store at three a.m. The grocery store was the most exciting place in town. It had everything a person would need.
The automatic doors opened and he was automatically hit with air conditioning. He sighed and relaxed a little more heading to the main food aisle. He glanced at the carts and decided they weren't worth his time. He walked down aisle three and sniffed. He could smell the spices in the first aisle.
This was like a home to him, oddly enough. He hung out here to escape the troubles at home. He would often hear his brother, Itachi, and his brother's boyfriend, Deidara, fighting. He knew most of the people who worked here and they know him. This time they weren't shocked to see him walk in this early in the morning. Most of them nodded at him and looked away right after that.
When Sasuke arrived at his favorite section, he didn't expect to see someone already standing there. He slowly started looking up. The first thing he noticed was the boy's blonde hair. It was so bright. Wait, blonde? Sasuke shook his head. "No. There was no way that I should be able to see colors now. Unless…" He thought quietly to himself.
So this is my first published story on FanFiction. I know it is really short, but it was just supposed to be a short little one-shot. Thanks for reading!
