*insert witty disclaimer here* I don't own these guys.

Thanks to Capricorn75 and killerlashes. They're pretty.

Thanks to you for reading, I'm so stoked.

Chapters are a little short right now, but I'm working on getting to know these guys. Hope that helps. :)

Blind Ambition - Chapter Two

"Hey, Jas?"

"Yeah?" Edward heard Jasper's reply from the other side of the music store he owned.

"What's Dr. Clearwater look like?" he asked in a rush.

"Are you kidding me?" Jasper's voice was closer now, and Edward laughed.

"No. Bella said she was pretty, and I want to know what that means."

"Well…I'd say pretty is an understatement. Before I go any further please know that I am one hundred percent committed to your sister-"

"Dude, just tell me what she fucking looks like," Edward interrupted and he heard the flutter of pages a music book flew across the room at him."Sure, throw things at the blind guy, you asshole."

"She was tall. Short dark hair, brown eyes. Darker than Bella's."

"Go on…"

"I think she was Native American, pretty skin." Jasper shrugged.

"That's it?"

"Great tits," his friend added.

"I'll have to mention that to Alice," Edward joked.

"I hate you."

"Yeah, I know." The bell over the door rang, ultimately ending their conversation as Jasper went to help a customer and Edward found his way to the piano he kept in a side room used for lessons. His fingers found the keys easily. After he'd lost his sight Edward was most afraid of losing his music, but he never did. He studied Braille, learned different ways to read and listen to music, and managed to hold on to what he loved.

He was even able to continue to give lessons. Of course, now that he was confined in a wheelchair it was more difficult. It had been three months since his accident, and it seemed to be a little easier every single day. He had a good routine and a lot of help, but he really, really wanted to get out of that chair.

And maybe be able to stand up to pee without all the pain that was involved with his injury.

Edward had just reached a crescendo of notes when Jasper interrupted him.

"Hey, Liberace, your five o'clock is here," he called into the little room. Edward aimed a glare at his friend underneath the sunglasses he always wore, but made his way to the front of the store anyways. The glasses were really just for show anyways. He could still see shadows and movement, but not colors or anything definitive. It was more a defense mechanism than anything else; he hated when people tried to make eye contact with him and realized he was incapable of actually returning it…it made him feel like an asshole.

"Hey, Jenny," Edward greeted a his young client. A skinny, little blonde girl, as Jasper described her, who liked to play soccer and talk about her new puppy. "See you at six, Mrs. Tanner."

"I practiced every day, Mr. Edward," Jenny said as she settled herself on the bench.

"Oh, yeah? You know you're going to have to prove it…" he teased and she giggled.

"I know, I know."

As it turned out, she had practiced, so Edward rewarded her with a duet of Chopsticks that they laughed their way through until her mother arrived to pick her up promptly at six. Edward could hear Bella in the shop as Jenny and her mother left, so he went to her quickly.

"Are you ready?" she asked, running a hand through his hair and bending down to kiss the top of his head.

"Yeah, Jas can lock up, right?"

"Of course," Jasper sighed, but Edward knew he didn't mind. In the years since Edward had lost his sight, Jasper had stepped up just as much as the rest of his family to help out, even quitting his job to help run the store and take over some of Edward's students.

"See you tomorrow, you cheery bastard," Edward called and he and Bella left the store.

At home Bella was quiet, like she had been since the accident. It was strange, because in public she played the doting fiancée very well, but when they were alone she was withdrawn. Sometimes they would go all night without speaking. Edward knew it was a lot to take on, especially for an independent woman like Bella. She had her career and her friends…and now she had a blind and crippled boyfriend.

Not to mention that they hadn't been...intimate since before the accident.

But Bella assured him that she didn't mind. She joked that maybe they would wait until their wedding night, and he vehemently told her no. He knew the change was hard on her, though. She, like Jasper, had been there when he'd lost his sight and had helped him through it. Now sometimes it felt like he was asking too much from her.

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" she'd asked after they finished dinner and cleaned up.

"I'm fine, Bella. Come sit with me," he said as he patted the space next to him.

"I have some work to do…" Bella muttered and tried to walk away.

"Please?" Edward asked quietly, sticking out his bottom lip.

She laughed and took his outstretched hand. "Okay, you big baby."

He smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his neck, settling against him.

"I know this is hard for you," he whispered to her hair and heard her sigh. "But we'll get through it. I promise."

"I know we will," she replied before pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I know."

Edward knew she meant to be sincere, but he could hear the tiniest bit of doubt in her voice and, sometimes, he really hated that he was so in tune with his other senses.