Have you ever known the darkness of blindness? I have suffered this silence -- and I did not want another to suffer in the same way.
I decided -- the day I lost myself in the darkness -- that I would not be the cause of another person's suffering, that I would do what I could to make sure no one else had to suffer the same way I now had to.
Of course, I did not see the consequences this decision would have -- my feelings on what transpired are still undecided within a mixture of confusion.
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It started as an accident.
I always loved chemistry. The joy of mixing different compounds together to create something new -- and possibly with exciting reactions -- was a thrill. I never knew what I was going to get when I combined the various liquids and solids my parents got for me.
But my joy at watching these chemical mixtures did not last long when I came across something new.
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I was nine when it happened.
Before the accident, I was a happy extrovert who loved to play with friends. But my passion was in chemistry. So when I came across an unmarked bottle in the living room, I felt the urge to discover what it was.
I took the bottle and brought it back to my room, where I began to mix it with the other powders and liquids I had accumulated over the years.
The last thing I saw was a bright flash before the liquid compound I had just mixed exploded, splashing into my eyes. There was some pain, then nothing.
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Even now, I am not sure what that liquid substance I discovered was. The doctors never told me, but I think it was an acid -- that would account for the burning sensation I felt at the time.
Though I have to admit that I stopped studying chemistry after that, so my guess is most likely wrong.
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When I woke up, it was dark.
Not the semi-darkness of the city -- one that I was accustomed to -- but to the absolute darkness found in the hidden caverns of the Earth.
For a moment, I wondered where I was -- maybe a windowless room with a tightly sealed door to block out all light? -- before I realized what had accounted for the lack of light.
Slowly, I reached upward ... and felt bandages wrapped around my head and over my eyes.
I pondered why my eyes were bound up, but my thoughts were interrupted by the door opening.
Frowning from my seated position on the bed, I turned towards the door. Or, at least, the sound of the opening door I had heard.
I heard footsteps walking closer before the sound of rustling clothes and the creaking of wood indicated someone sitting down. A voice began to speak, telling me that an accident had happened, referring to the liquid explosion I remembered before passing out.
And then I realized the nightmare I had woken up to, the thing I had refused to admit before to myself as I sat there on the bed, surrounded by the smell of antiseptic.
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I was blind.
The doctor spoke in soothing tones, meant to calm and reassure, but I felt panic clawing against my insides.
I was blind. What would I do now?
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Authoress's Note: So I noticed that I was nearing my thousandth post, so I wanted to commemorate the event by posting a story for my thousandth post. And what better way to do so than by attempting my first non-oneshot fic?
Of course, this is only part one of several -- the shounen-ai / yaoi-ness will commence in later parts of the story. But for now, the background story for one of the characters.
I hope you enjoyed reading it because I appreciate you taking the time to read what I have written.


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