Hello people! Wah! I'm sad! Why? My headphones are dying, meaning I can't listen to music. T.T My existence is meaningless without music... (Just so you know, I have the headphones that go over your ears, not in, meaning I can't just use one; I have to use both or neither.) So I've been without my music since yesterday... And I have no idea whatsoever when I'm going to be getting some new headphones... Not only that, but I should be working on something for school... But no, I'm working on this. For you. :) The things I do for my readers. So, hopefully you'll enjoy.

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DayDreamer6482: Well, here is the next chapter. :) Glad you think this is 'good work'. Hopefully I didn't make you wait too long! :D

Latias 24: Well, I did, kinda, rush that chapter. It's just that I wanted to get to this chapter, as I had been thinking about it, so I really wanted to get it over with. T.T I didn't notice that I hadn't put the right emotions... But, I'm glad someone noticed! And it is a very happy feeling! Hopefully this chapter has the right emotions! :)

XxBlazingFuryxX: Well, when I first read your comment, I got very confused, because I didn't have any idea why you tipped your hat. And I just now remembered why. So you are welcome. :D
And I never thought that using only one dash there would confuse people, so now I need to find another thing to do, since whenever I add a second one, this stupid (most annoying, and every other insult) website keeps deleting one. :( Now I am mad because of this website. ( Not only that, but I had things underlined, but it got rid of that! Every time now!) Maybe I'll use '~' instead, so it'll be something like "no one~ not even Alice~ dared to...". Hopefully that will clear up any confusion.
So, on a lighter note, hopefully this chapter was worth the wait. :)

Word Count: 2,065 words

Disclaimer: I do not own Pandora Hearts, its characters, or anything else, expect for my OC. (The OC I made just for this chapter... maybe a part of the next.) I will not make any money off of this.

Blind

Waking Up

Waking up, Oz felt… odd. There was something uncomfortable over his eyes and, as he stayed up longer, the same thing on his left shoulder. As he felt it even more, he felt that he arm was in a sling.

It wasn't until Oz had been awake for a couple of minutes that his memories came back, making him panic at first, before calming himself back down. He guessed that the things around his eyes and shoulder were bandages, and that Gil had taken him to see a doctor.

He started to raise his right arm, to touch his face, when a hand stopped. This caused him to freeze, panic once again starting to rise, before the person spoke.

"Oz, don't touch them." Gil said, holding his one hand between both of his hands.

"Are my eyes going to be okay?" Oz asked, worried. He was really hoping they were, but he doubted they would. The sigh Gil gave confirmed it.

"They're going to be okay, but the doctor said that he doesn't think you'll have your vision." Gil said, Oz sighing after a moment.

"I guess that's better than losing them altogether." Oz said, causing Gil to smile, though not happy.

"Yeah, I guess it is." Gil said, bringing Oz's hand to his face.

"How long have I been out?" Oz asked, Gil kissing Oz's hand before responding.

"Three days. The doctor gave you something so that your body could heal before you woke up." Gil said, Oz nodding a little. "He also has been giving you pain medication, so that you could sleep decently, and when you woke up you wouldn't be in pain."

"Okay. I didn't ask, but did he say how my eyes look?" He asked, curious. Gil shook his head, forgetting that Oz couldn't see him.

"Not yet; when you first got here, he was more worried about getting them to stop bleeding, and then these last couple of days he has been just letting them heal. He told me the last time he was here that he was going to look at them today." Gil said, suddenly realizing that he should go get the doctor to get him to look at Oz's eyes. "I'm going to go get him."

And, before Oz could say anything, Gil let go of his hand, leaving the room to get the doctor. Yet again, Oz felt a little panicked, but did his best to ignore it, instead just putting his hand on his chest, waiting for Gil to return with the doctor. A couple of minutes later, he heard the door open again, and turned his head in that direction.

"You're awake!" He heard a man exclaim. He didn't recognize this voice, but his confusion was quickly alleviated when the man introduced himself. "Oh, yes, I am Dr. Rick Miningale. It is very nice to meet you, Oz." 'Rick' said, Oz nodding in response.

"Gil told me that I was unconscious for three days due to something you gave me." Oz said, hearing Dr. Miningale laugh a little.

"Yes. I did. Your body needed some time with no stress, and I had a feeling that if you were awake you would be stressed, and your body wouldn't heal as much. I'm going to take you're bandages off, so I can check on your wounds." Dr. Miningale said, moving around the bed as to be closer to Oz. Oz took a hint, sitting up the best he could. "Okay; I'm going to start unwrapping them." The doctor warned, so that Oz wasn't surprised.

After a minute, the bandages that were around Oz's head fell onto the bed and, after a second of hesitation, he opened his eyes.

Instead of seeing anything, he was still in the darkness. Actually, he was tempted to close his eyes, due to the odd feeling. The air pressed into his eyes, feeling rather cold, and a little pain full; yet, it also felt extremely cold, even though he thought that the room felt nice.

"Keep your eyes open for me." Miningale said, touching the area around Oz's eyes, trying to look at them to see how healed the wounds were. "Can you see anything? Anything at all? The doctor asked, needing to know this.

"No, nothing." Oz replied, wishing he could look over and see Gil~ if the man was even there still~ to see his expression. He just felt so alone. He needed Gil, because he was a little afraid to do this on his own.

"You were expecting this, right?" Gil asked, Oz's eyes flickering over to where he heard Gil. He guessed he was on the other side of the room, and he was correct.

"Yeah; I was just glad that I could let him keep his eyes." Oz's eyes flickered over to Miningale's voice, a slight frown coming onto his face.

"How do my eyes look?" He asked, trying to sound calm.

"Well, they still have their color~ green~ but there are many red points, where the weapon went in. The pupil, however, does not react to light, making the majority be the iris." Miningale said, Oz nodding slightly. "However, since the wounds need at least one more day to heal without having any air on them, I'm going to bandage your face again." Oz listened to him ruffling in something, and, after he was warned again, bandages were being wrapped around his face.

"Are you going to look at my shoulder?" Oz asked, curious.

"Yes, to see how it is healing. It was a deep wound, so I'm just going to re-bandage this one."

"Why is it in a sling?" Oz asked, noting that the doctor was now taking the bandages on his shoulder off.

"So that your shoulder can heal properly. If you are moving you arm, your shoulder will have troubles healing, so you will be caused pain." The elder man said, quickly looking at how good the shoulder was healing~ muttering that it looked pretty good, especially since it had been three days~ before putting some new bandages on. "Okay; I'll be checking on your wounds tomorrow. Relax for the rest of today, and tomorrow you will be able to be up and around." Doctor Miningale said, nodding to Gil before he left.

"Can you come over here, Gil?" Oz asked, not knowing where to look.

"What do you need, Oz." Gil's voice came from what he guessed to be right next to his bed, so Oz glanced over in that direction.

"Sit down, if you're not already." Oz felt the bed dip and, after hesitating for a moment, lifted his hand, moving it until he felt Gil.

"Oz?" Gil asked, glancing down at Oz's hand. It was on his arm and, as he watched, it moved up, following his shoulder, then neck, until it was on his face.

"You know, you're going to have to tell me what you are thinking now, since I can't see your face." Oz said, his thumb tracing Gil's lip to feel what position it was in. He felt Gil's cheek heat up, which caused him to laugh a little.

"Oz." Gil said, and, after a second he wrapped his arms around Oz, pulling him to his chest. Oz leaned his forehead against Gil's chest, but kept his hand where it was.

"What time is it, Gil?" Oz asked, having just noticed that he had no idea. He barely had a sense of day or night now, and now that he couldn't tell if it really was dark out, he was just confused. Oz felt Gil lean back and, after something clicked, the tune in his pocket watch filled the room, making Oz smile a little to himself as he realized that it would now only be good for the music, for him.

"It is two thirty in the afternoon." Gil said, Oz frowning a little.

"It is?" He said, annoyed that he woke up so late. Gil noticed the little bit of annoyance in Oz's voice and chuckled a little, closing the watch and putting it back on the side table. Oz huffed, annoyed at Gil for laughing at him, but causing the man to laugh even harder now. "It's not funny!" He exclaimed, but Gil just shook his head. Oz felt this because of the hand he had on the man's face.

"Whatever you say." Gil said, Oz huffing, lowering his hand and lightly hitting the man's chest, next to where his head was resting, before putting his hand back on his face.

"You deserved that." Oz muttered, acting childish on purpose. After that, they lapsed in conversation about this and that, not really finding anything specific to talk about and switching topic every few seconds.

"Does Uncle Oscar and Ada know about what happened?" Oz asked, making it turn serious again.

"Yeah, they both do. Oscar came yesterday and would have stayed, but he had some business today, so he's going to come back tomorrow. We've sent a message to Ada, and she managed to get permission to leave and visit, so she's going to be here Saturday, the day after tomorrow." Gil explained, Oz nodding a little.

"Okay. I can't wait to be able to spend time with them." Oz said, smiling. A knock at the door paused their moment, causing Gil to let Oz go, moving so that he was just sitting next to Oz. Because of that, Oz had to let his hand fall, letting it rest on his lap. A second later, the door opened, Oz turning in that direction, wishing to know who was there.

"You're awake, Oz-kun." Sharon said, Oz smiling at her, or the general area she was in.

"Yeah, haven't been up for that long." He said, hearing a huff that he recognized as Alice.

"Goodness, manservant, you had us worried." Alice huffed, sitting on the bed and gripping Oz's one hand. Oz squeezed her hand, comforting her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." He said, feeling bad. Well, it wasn't like he had done anything on purpose; he had been kidnapped in his sleep!

"So, Oz-kun, how did Vincent manage to stab your eyes?" Break asked, Oz looking over in his direction. He heard a couple of chairs moving, stopping next to the bed. He guessed that Sharon and Break had grabbed a couple of chairs and moved them next to the bed, sitting in them.

"He surprised me, both times." Oz said, looks of confusion~ that Oz didn't, and couldn't see~ coming onto their faces.

"How did he surprise your twice?" Sharon asked, curious.

"Well, the first time I wasn't expecting him to stab my eye." Oz said, keeping all emotions out of his voice and off his face. "When he went to stab my other eye, I was expecting it that time, so I kicked him away." He went to continue, but Alice laughed.

"Worthy to be my contractor!" Alice said, smirking. Oz smiled at her, amused at what she was doing.

"Well, after I did that, Vincent stabbed my shoulder, which I hadn't been expecting, so I was distracted, giving Vincent the chance to stab my other eye." Oz explained, which made his shoulder wound make sense.

"So, that is how he surprised you." Break said, Oz nodding, a grim smile on his face.

"Well, since it looks like you have new bandages on, I take it the doctor has been here." Sharon said, Oz nodding.

"Yeah; Gil got him a couple of minutes after I woke up." Oz said, feeling Alice curl up next to him, still holding his hand.

"So, did he let you see if you still have your vision?" Alice asked, curious.

"Yeah; he wanted to see how the wounds on them were healing. I did lose my vision." Oz said, realizing that he would be in darkness for the rest of his life.

"When are your bandages~ on your eyes, at least~ going to come off?" Sharon asked, Oz repeating what the doctor had told him.

"He said that they'll come off tomorrow." Oz repeated, smiling. He didn't have too many problems with the bandages, but they were a little uncomfortable, to say the least.

"Then you'll have them off before Oscar-sama comes here." Break said, Oz smiling at the thought of spending time with family.

Oz really couldn't wait for the next day to come.

Okay! Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter! I could have been responsible, but for you I put this up. :) Please review- it'll make me work on the next chapter faster. (I might have not said this yet, but I had the first three chapters already finished, but I haven't started the next chapter yet, but I know what it's going to be about!)