Nato: Hello and welcome to this short little one-shot I've been waiting to write. It will be about an OC I came up with, and thought she would be quite interesting to write. As said, this is a one-shot and my first time writing a fanfiction in the Naruto universe. If there is any plot missing (Although I'm going to write more about my character than other ones) please inform me. Any grammar mistakes would be appreciated to be corrected. If anyone wants me to continue with this story tell me. And as always, the disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO NOR ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.

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I don't really know why my parents left me. A lonely child in that hospital without anyone except for the nurses who had a dozen more patients to take care of.

Was it because of my disability? My non existing ability to see?

I wouldn't really blame them honestly. A world full of danger and death, to be a blind ninja was a misfortune. I understand that, but if their patience were stronger than their pride, they would've been surprised.

I don't know when it began, and I didn't notice it before some child wanted to show me his picture he had drawn. He was too young to understand that my eyes were unable to see anything except for the darkness that swallowed every color and light.

"Onee-san, why are your eyes so foggy? Doesn't it hurt?" He had asked.

Then it clicked, I had seen what he drew on that piece of paper. It was a blue bird on a tree, and the sun was shining. Typical drawing by a child.

I could clearly "see" the chakra lines that was representing a bird, a tree and the sun even if I'd never seen one of those things in my life.

Well, I didn't "see" the chakra lines. More like, feel them. Touch them. Feel them on my fingers as I was watching the kids picture. I didn't know what it meant, if I was broken. Or if I used some kind of weird jutsu to see.

I did ask granny (my caretaker, or more like family when she took the responsibility to take care of me when my parents left. She was a well know medic-nin and was good hearted. She always told me to call her granny, but I always prefered calling her Sugimura-san) what it meant.

"Dear Chie, it can mean that you have an unique Kekkei Genkai." She said, and I didn't ask more than that.

It could be that I had a strange Dojutsu, even if I only knew two of them: The Sharingan and Byakugan.

It did remind me of the Byakugan, and I even wondered sometimes if I was a part of the Hyuga clan. But I quickly dismissed it, my eye wasn't really lavender white, but just foggy white. Like it was a non stop fog in there that prevented me to see. And my eyes didn't really activate anytime either.

I asked granny if she could help me get new eyes using her healing jutsu, to transplant them.

"Chie, you were born blind. It's for a reason child, and I am a retired medic-nin, so don't you dare to take work into my house." That day she didn't stop babbling about how unappreciated medic-nin are.

Sure, it was cool how I could show of my ability to other kids in school. And when we learned the ways of chakra I borrowed books from granny's shelf and started studying.

And when I was alone, in our backyard, I tested out my hypothesis. Sugimura-san loved her flowers and trees, and on very rare occasions she let me water and care for them. But when she really wasn't home, out for shopping or other business, I had the garden all for myself.

Everything has chakra.

That I learned in school and from the books I read.

To make the chakra form itself on how the object looks like, what color it has, was something I had just noticed I could do. I maybe did have a Kekkei Genkai.

First time I started to walk, or even crawl, I had no difficulty to go from room to room. She thought that I had memorized where every object was placed after bumping into all of them, and that's why she never renovated her old house.

It's no lie that I only saw black everywhere, but also that the energy was moving. Seeing, or feeling, that flow of blue energy walk around the house, I got the hang of what kind of person granny was.

Also other things as colors, what vibe I felt. All the chakra that I saw, I felt too.

My own chakra was strong from the birth, but it was most for my eyes for me to be able to see other chakra. To see wasn't only to feel, but to use my own chakra as well.

It's like making a jutsu, the stronger it is, the more chakra you need. But the older I was, the lesser chakra I needed. After all the things that I had felt, my chakra wasn't needed to identify the object anymore.

The problem was the people. New people. It took a lot, and I mean a lot, of chakra only to take in what kind of a person Sugimura-san was. I was quite young when she first took me in yes, and even if my chakra was strong from the beginning, it took it's time to identify her as a person and how she looked.

It's easier now, after being able to control it. Sticking leaves to your body and having a timer on how long you could keep it on you. Watching Chunin and stronger Genin walk on trees and even water.

It was truly a blessing on how we could control our life energy.

I even had to sit and listen to granny ramble about on how hard it was to become a good medic-nin, on how intelligent someone must be, and be excellent in controlling chakra.

A blind child, wanting to become a ninja, a funny joke every kid said. "You'd bring everyone down."

"You'd die first."

"So useless."

I wasn't complaining. All of those things were supposed to happen in the beginning. But training could prove them wrong.

My chakra was strong, and with the help of my Kekkei Genkai I could become the next legend.

That what I was going to be.

The next living legend. The blind ninja.

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