AN: wahwahwah~ where do I start?

Oh gosh I can already tell that this isn't going to be easy…

So I guess enjoy the read? Also there is a very important AN and BN to read after this so…please read them, they are important.

If you have any questions after you read the AN below, contact me at thatonefanficwriternooneknows on Tumblr. DO NOT PM ME.

Set Sail!

"Gurarara. Don't shout too loud, my son, you'll draw attention to yourself from the nurses. I'm not supposed to be here, they'll try and confiscate my booze again." Pops was still speaking jovially and Ace couldn't help but think that the man had no idea how much he was panicking right now.

"What did Marco tell you?! Why would he tell you?!" Ace was nowhere near calm. He was freaking out. This wasn't how anyone should have found out. Hell no one should have found out in the first place, dammit.

"When we were getting rid of those marines. He felt we needed to know exactly how serious their slight was against you. I can honestly say that I am glad he told us, it made the revenge all that much sweeter."

It was weird to hear such things from Pops. It would be even weirder if Ace actually heard what the old man had said. He sort of stopped listening after the first sentence.

Ace's emotions were an absolute mess right now.

He had just been contemplating romantic notions toward the first division commander but now those were just birds in the wind. Ace knew he was angry, that emotion was easily identifiable, he'd felt it a lot in his eighteen years of life, it was the other ones he was having trouble naming.

One of them hurt. In his heart, just on the side of his ribs, like he'd been punched in the gut. Another one caused him to feel numb, completely numb to everything that wasn't the other strange feelings. There was a third that pressed at his mind, pulled and stretched it, messing up many of the ideas and emotions he had filed away after joining the crew. The last one scared Ace. It hurt in his eyes, like they were too dry or something, but that wasn't possible, he took care to blink as naturally as possible, to keep his useless eyes as moist as they could be.

His eyes were burning now, and he couldn't quite understand why.

Ace couldn't look to his Pops for any answers, cause he couldn't SEE HIM, and the man KNEW THAT NOW.

"Get out." The teen spoke quietly, barely even pushing his voice out of his throat, but he figured it was enough to get the feeling across to the man sitting next to his bed.

"What? Couldn't hear you, son, gotta speak up to reach these old ears, gurarara!" Pops was still so jovial, Ace wished he could see how the old guy looked. He wished he knew how Marco looked. And Izou, and Thatch, and Haruta, and Jozu, and all of his siblings. But he couldn't. And he never would.

"GET OUT!" Ace yelled again, flipping his head to where he knew the old man was sitting, trying to make his face contort to an angry image. But he didn't know if he could do that anymore, he couldn't SEE himself.

"Calm down, Ace, you need to-"

Ace cut him off rather spectacularly, didn't let Pops give him advice, didn't let him finish his sentence, just cut him off mid-thought.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE, OLD MAN! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"

The teen was breathing heavy, his fire now seeping from his very pores, wrapping him up in a tight cocoon, not letting anyone else in. Not letting anyone see him when he couldn't return the favor.

"Alright, I'm leaving, son. I hope you feel better soon." It was the quietest Ace had ever heard his Pops speak and he felt a brief stab of guilt at taking his anger out on his old man, but it was brief for a reason. His anger was taking over everything at this point.

The door shut quietly, the sound tickling at Ace's sensitive ears, and at the noise the dam broke in the teen's mind. Things he hid away had started to come crashing down around him. All the emotions he'd had since he first started losing his sight, and when he finally couldn't see, overwhelmed him.

TBC (eventually)

AN: I'm sure a lot of y'all can figure out where this is going based on how short this chapter is.

Truth is I haven't written a lick for OBE since last July. Setsu going to Japan was really just a good excuse for me as to why I haven't been writing.

But, I have to admit, despite what I promised a few chapters ago, I have grown to despise this fic.

I hate it.

Every time I get a "reminder" that it's August, that someone wants me to update soon, that they are looking forward to the continuation, I just get so stressed. Writing this has stopped being enjoyable for me. I dread it. I know what to write, I have a plot line, but every time I sit down to write or try to put my ideas on paper I get stuck. I get horribly horribly stuck and I fall into a depression because I feel so BAD for making people wait so long.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is, I've completely lost the muse I had for this fic. I physically cannot write it anymore.

With that said, Once in a Blind Eye is going on hiatus. An undetermined length of hiatus. I don't want to say it's discontinued, because I still very much love the ideas I have for this fic, it's just too stressful for me to write right now. And I have no idea when it'll become fun for me again.

If by the time I've completely finished my first Master's degree I still haven't gotten my muse back, then I'll probably announce it as Discontinued.

I won't stop writing all together, I do love it too much to stop. But I'm sure some of y'all have noticed that I've rather fallen in love with MarcoAceSabo, so most of my future fics will probably be of that pairing.

Again I'm really sorry it's come to this, but I need to stop stressing myself out about this so it has to be done.

I hope to see some of y'all on my other fics.

Thanks for all the love these past few years.

BN: This is Setsu, the beta. So by now you've read the AN. I helped convince her to stop because as she said this has taken a toll on her health several times and I care more for her than this fic she started for me. I'd ask that y'all don't stress her out more and give her a hard time. If that does happen and it affects her health I will convince her to take down this fic and stop writing for it. Please be understanding of her needs to step back from this fic. If you have any issues bother the hell out of me at setsuyume on Tumblr. I understand it is frustrating to suddenly have this fic go on hiatus when you've been waiting so long for an update. But DO NOT give her a hard time. Also, as a heads up, if you choose to review for a fic leave anything positive or constructive that isn't a "please update". Those aren't reviews they are politely phrased demands that are frustrating for many authors and don't really help the muse. You are better off leaving an "I like the chapter" than a "Please update". That being said I remind y'all DON'T give my best friend a hard time or this fic is dead and gone. Thank you.