Warnings: smart!cold!strong!Naruto, language, blood and possible implied scenes, no NaruHina (I think), plus possible harem.

Prologue: Gaudy

Naruto has been blind his whole life. He tripped on a near-constant scale, always had to drag his hand along a wall, and always had to ask for help. Iruka Umino was kind enough to take him in, practically adopting the boy. He taught Naruto how to read using chakra, write, and even went as far as honing his sensory abilities. Because of that, he managed to graduate.

It was natural for Iruka to be a worrywart the first few days, especially when Naruto had to take the bell test. He was smarter than expected, as his sensory abilities bested Sasuke and Sakura's, elevating to high Chūnin level by graduation day.

Of course, partially the reason why he was so good at it was because of the bijū sealed within his soul. Iruka suspected that when Naruto spiked the Kyūbi's chakra while defeating Mizuki.

Kakashi Hatake was surely surprised. He had no idea that Naruto didn't have eyes, and managed to defeat him while also using the concept of teamwork. He was a prodigy in his own right.

They ended up passing, doing D-ranks for about a month or so before Naruto lost his monotone façade and shouted at Hiruzen Sarutobi and Iruka for giving them constant Ds instead of Cs. The team had gotten a C-rank—which turned into an A-ranked mission—before they returned home giddy and excited for a new mission.

They, however, got nothing. So instead, Kakashi—who was recovered completely by now—set up a training session solely for Team Seven, which leads to now.

Naruto was waiting patiently at the grounds. His face was in the direction of the horizon with the sun taunting it. He could feel its warmth. Now only if he could see it…

He sighed sharply. It was better to not think about it. What was the point of thinking about it if you can't even have it? The question would be asked by a small voice in the back of his head. He never really pondered or dwelled on it. He learned that it was best to just let it be.

He turned his head towards the gates when he suddenly felt a new and disturbingly powerful presence coming his way. He frowned. "This is a private training ground. Might I ask why you're here?"

The person walked faster, making Naruto rather nervous. "Let's just get over this," they said. Their voice was of a young man. He sounded irritated and short-tempered, and his voice was rather intimidating because of it.

The blonde Genin backed up, but couldn't move any further. His back was pressed against one of the standing logs. He snarled, about to say something; however, he was cut off before he could even start as the stranger put a cloth over his mouth, making the boy knock out the second he sucked in a tiny amount of mysterious brand of cyclopyrrolones.

Konoha Hospital, late evening…

Naruto hated operations. He had never been to one, but he sure as hell hated it due to hearing stories and rumors. Unlike the old people who wanted a heart transplant, he wanted to have his chest closed twenty-four-seven, thanks.

But this was a bit different. He felt something wet and warm on his face. It was spilling out of both his eyes, and he felt a terrible ache in his sockets. Something wasn't right; that much was obvious. He was bleeding from his eyes. But he had no eyes, so why was he bleeding?

He arrived back in reality when his left ear picked up the sound of someone snapping their fingers next to his face. His head tipped slightly towards the left, but he stopped. The sounds around him were disturbingly distant and muffled. Not to mention, his eyes really fucking hurt. Where the hell was his healing factor? The one everyone was scared shitless of?

Moments later, he felt himself get picked up bridal style by firm hands. But he honestly didn't care; he was tired, and he wanted to sleep but the pain and pinching in his eye sockets were rather annoying.

Naruto flinched this time; he felt a warm gloved hand that strongly smelled of antibiotics press against his eyelids. He slowly moved his arm up towards the hand, but was stopped abruptly by a gentle hand—a woman's hand, he concluded. The antibiotics were a give away. Was he in a hospital?

"…uto…er…e…" he heard a muffled voice say. His head tipped to the right, making the hand pull back. "…er…me…is…kashi…"

Kakashi-sensei… Naruto mentally said. Oh…

"Naruto…u…er…th…cter?"

What…

"…ssing…ood…tion room ASAP."

Naruto sighed, turning his head towards the ceiling again. He couldn't hear them very well; all he knew was that Kakashi was there. His sensory skills were alarmingly dull at the moment as well, so he couldn't sense anyone else.

And speaking of senses, who the hell was the bastard that drugged him? He didn't know what he looked like. All he knew was presence and gender. It was disappointing, but a lot of things were disappointing, and currently there was no room for complaints.

He felt himself moving all of the sudden. He couldn't tell where he was going in all honesty; but something told him it would be the operation room. The hospital was never his favorite place, so it was only natural that he winced at least a little.

The blonde heard doors being rammed into before the assumed gurney stopped. He felt his shirt leave his body, the weird feeling of monitors being hooked up onto him. While that didn't bother him, it was the needles being stuck into his wrist that made him cringe; but it soon disappeared as the numbness settled in, heavy dreamless sleep following literally seconds later as the emergency operation commenced.

One week later, mid day—Konoha Hospital…

When Naruto woke up from his slumber, he expected to see pitch blackness. He didn't even expect to see anything with the minds eye. It was only natural that he freaked out when he felt something move against his eyelid. He flinched, quickly reaching up towards the gauze wrapped around his eyes, but stopped when he felt Kakashi's dim sleeping presence a foot or two away from what he assumed to be his hospital bed.

He turned his head towards the jōnin, causing a small but irritating headache forming.

Kakashi shifted, his eye opening from his light nap as he heard Naruto stir. He glanced at the boy. "So you've decided to wake up."

"…What happened?" he asked groggily.

"Sasuke found you at the training grounds knocked out. Your eyes were bleeding pretty badly. By the time he got me, you had a pool of blood surrounding you. Doctor said you lost nearly seventy precent of your blood by the time you arrived at the hospital," he explained. "What happened before that?"

"Someone drugged me," Naruto murmured. "Have no idea who he was…but he was powerful…"

"Well whoever he was, he put eyes in those empty eye sockets of yours," Kakashi stated. Naruto gaped, frozen in shock. "But Naruto, just because you have eyes doesn't mean you can—"

The blonde shot up, ignoring his sensei' words as he literally ripped the guaze off of his head. Kakashi's eye narrowed. He had a feeling this would happen…

Naruto's eyes fluttered open, making Kakashi narrow his own. The boy was quiet. The silence stretched for a rather long time, too. It actually kind of worried him. "Naruto?"

The Genin blinked, turning his new eyes toward his sensei. He stared at the Hatake for a rather long time, giving Kakashi time to study his new strange eyes. The outer iris was a dark icy blue, while more closer to the iris was a light icy blue, the outline curved and shaped like a flower. The pupil itself was an even blue. The stare alone was rather…gaudy. There was no other way to explain it. It was gaudy. That's all he could say to explain it.

Kakashi frowned. If this silence kept up, he'd probably have a mental fit, because Naruto was not acting like his usual self.

"…Your hair looks funny."

…Never mind. "I expected a bit more excitement," he commented. He smirked underneath his mask. "Cat got your tongue?"

"What? No," Naruto stated. "It's just shocking, that's all. I couldn't see anything my entire life. Can you imagine what that's like? Not being able to see?"

"Not really. But you should at least look excited," the Hatake mumbled. "Anyways, the doctor said that your brain has to get used to seeing lights and colors. He recommended that you take it easy. There is also the possibility of color blindness, so you'll be tested later today."

Naruto simply nodded. He looked around the room. It was oddly colered. He has heard that the hospital was a light color. Since when was "light" an inky blue-black?