I love Eyeshield 21 recently thanks to reading an awesome genderbend of Sena. I admit I don't understand the rules as well as American Footballers do, and I apologize if I somehow offend you by writing something that . . . offends football? Well, this just popped up and if someone else wrote this type of plot could you please tell me? I've seen Naruto and Kuroko Tetsuya being wrote on as blind, but so far I haven't seen a hint about Sena being blind. Also, Sena here is a girl because I'm just a freak for genderbend. e.e

Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21.

Seeing is believing, and perhaps that's why people fear what they can't see.

In that she couldn't understand.

She was different, that much she sensed, but sometimes she wondered how people feared what they couldn't see.

She was content with not seeing, shouldn't everyone too? Or was it just her?

For as long as she could remember, she always saw darkness and darkness and blackblackblackblack. There were no other colors in her world of featureless voices and unknown sounds. There was no face to match the voices she heard every day, although she could trace their faces like she did to her parents and Riku, she would probably die of embarrassment. There was no shapes or figures to connect with the noises of everyday, be it living or not.

Maybe, that's why she was frightened easily.

To her, seeing was more frightening than not seeing at all. At least, not seeing stopped her from seeing things doing horrible sounds, the sounds that screeched and almost damaged her ears, and it frightened her because the sounds were just too much. In her opinion, seeing was worst because then she could see lots of things, things she— she couldn't explain it, but she was afraid of seeing. Darkness was sort of her comfort, because it protected her of the visions the reality dished out to everyday person. Not seeing was her cocoon against the world, and she was content with that.

Riku used to say the world was very pretty, but Sena simply couldn't imagine anything pretty that could match those horrible sounds she sometimes heard.

Being blind was not bad once she got used to it. Although she couldn't see everything, she could still hear, smell, touch and taste; and that was more than enough for her. Because she was blind, Sena's other senses were more advanced than the average person; though, that was more as a necessity than anything.

Bullies was a constant thing to look for, that's why she instinctively learned how to hear people approaching her. If one had the ability to do so, you could tell there was certain . . . rhythm in each people's footsteps. Sena's parents steps always sounded heavy yet at the same time light, while the bullies' steps were heavy with something other than their weight; the vibrations on the ground were just too different. Once, when she didn't know how to hear people's steps approaching or feel slight vibrations on the ground, several bullies cornered her and beat her up because she did something they didn't like; the pain was something she didn't want and it made her more scared of seeing, because surely something horrible comes with the horrible pain that had wrecked her tiny frame. And to avoid pain, Sena instinctively learned how to hear someone's footsteps approaching, she learned how to tell the difference between the good vibrations and bad vibrations on the ground — this quirks of hers doesn't improve with training, but with practice of avoiding bullies— no, it improved with just everyday activities, although little by little.

So, if she heard someone or something bad, she would usually run for her life. Hearing footsteps were useful for other things, like dodging bumping into people or knowing if someone was following her or not — so far, after several years of improving this quirk, no one had managed to escape her paranoidness.

She couldn't see, so her mother instead showed her that touching could trace the outline of their faces too. She wasn't really good in this, but it was better than nothing. Besides, it also helped her recognize things such as pencils, papers, cameras, cellphones or books. And even if their shapes were the same, there was just this texture that belonged to each thing, same with the hands — although to notice this she would have had touch the thing throughout her life, like books or bags, or her parents' or Riku's hands, those things were familiar to her so she could recognize them by touch.

If seeing was believing, then to Sena, feeling was believing.

Because feeling, either physically or mentally, was the only way she could 'see' the world. Feeling the pinpricks of rain, the soft textures of her bed, the slightly rough hands of Riku, the warmth her parents gave her with hugs, the tiny pricks that signalled someone was looking at her, the vibrations across the ground as someone approached her meaningfully — Feeling was the only way she could 'see' the world.

And to avoid pain, to avoid being cornered, to avoid being catched — Sena learned how to hear what normal people couldn't hear, she learned how to smell different things, she learned how to identify a familiar object by touch, and she learned how to run for her life.

But being blind had its disadvantages too. She couldn't see colors, shapes or the lines the children drew on the ground. As a child, she especially sucked at playing games because she couldn't see where the end or beginning was, games involving colors she lost big time, not to mention if it was hide-and-seek children would become too mad at her winning too much. No one aside from the principal and a few teachers knew about her blindness, because if anyone knew it would be worse for her; Sena's parents understood this, and Riku would come to understand this too when he got older, if he didn't already since he was sometimes too mature-looking.

Being different meant being an outcast, and humans never took well to those.

But she was fine with everything. It was normal for her, even if bullies sometimes catched her and forced her to carry their things.

Riku would get really mad when he finds out she was still doing errands for other people.

She was starting high-school this year.

She had her parents; but it would also be nice to hace friends that wouldn't mind her useless and blind self.

And as she looked up the doors leading to the insides of High School, she resolved to make friends.

Or at least that's what she told herself, she knew this year would be the same as always. She would do errands for people, her grades would be bad, Riku would be missing and she wouldn't make any friends.

It was the same ever since she was a kid.

Still, just looking at the board that could or could not have her name gave her shivers.

Kobayakawa Sena didn't know that this year she would be introduced to a world she never dreamed to be part of.

Neither did the others.

Sorry for any mistakes. This is short because it's a sort of introduction. This will be a bit hard since I just started reading and watching Eyeshield just 5 days ago, but I love it and am to the 123 chapter in the anime. I can say I'm proud of it since I have school and homework.

Also, you see, I did not mention Mamori Anazaki or Deimon high School in this short prologue. I'm trapped between getting Sena into Deimon Highschool or Bando Spiders, because well, Sena is blind and while she can run fast, hearing and feeling the vibrations on the ground has also become her ability of sorts. Since Bando Spiders has a music-like theme which involves music, rythm and vibrations... Sena could MAYBE be fine. Although, the temptation of just enrolling her into Deimon is high too. It could be easier to introduce Sena to other thanks to using the Hiruma excuse.

. . . Probably going to do the Deimon Version. Don't have imagination big enough for doing the Bando Spiders version, or because I don't understand Football enough; new to it. Maybe gonna do the Bando Spiders Version as a one-shot later.

If anyone out there doing a FemBlindSena please notice me. ^^

I don't know if someone already wrote a Blind!Sena fic, but this is simply just a plot that wouldn't remove itself from my brain.

Also, I'm more used to making indifferent, brash or a headstrong sort of character, which is totally Sena's opposite. It will be tough I'd say.

Sorry if it bores you, but I want to see how I can write Sena without seeing, just hearing and feeling vibrations across the ground. It was too interesting, and I give credit to all those Blind!Characters stories out there. They were awesomely wrote, although I just read a few of them, like three or four stories of them. Dunno, but oh well.

Please tell me what you think.