Prologue: What happened then

A dark haired handsome boy sat close to the window listening to the sounds of the rain. He could also hear the hustle and bustle of the cars on the street below. He knew it was nighttime, for it had become quiet in the rest of the hospital. He hadn't moved from his spot at the window for most of the day. Not that he understood why, it wasn't like he could see anything outside. He reached up and touched the bandages that surrounded his eyes and flinched. They still hurt. Why him? Why did it have to happen to him?

Flashback

"Are we there yet?" The young 8 year old Uchiha Sasuke asked his parents.

"It's only been 5 minutes since the last time you asked. We'll get there when we get there." His father replied in a calm but stern voice.

"Can we listen to some music?" The boy asked his mother. It was awfully boring sitting in the backseat of a car with nothing to do. They were heading to the 'Cherry Blossom Festival'. He was so excited; he had never been there before.

"Ok, but only if you stay quiet." His mother answered. She turned on the radio. As the soft tune played through the speakers, Sasuke looked out the window and saw many beautiful Cherry Blossom Trees. Nothing in the world could ruin how happy he felt. The car slowed to a stop as they came to a red light. His mother and father were talking to each other in the front seat. Then-

"What does that guy think he's doing?" His father almost yelled.

Across the street a truck was speeding along not slowing down for the red light. It swerved as it came up to the intersection, heading straight for the Uchiha's small car. The driver was drunk. It made contact with their car. The front end was smashed in completely. The last thing Sasuke saw were his parents shielding themselves from the impact and the windshield smashing.

End Flashback

That was yesterday. Sasuke had woken up in the hospital. Except when he tried to open his eyes, he couldn't. It stayed black and they hurt. His eyes had been bandaged, and he couldn't remember anything from the time of the collision to when he woke up. The doctors had come in an hour later, and told him the thing that would ruin his life forever.

His parents were dead.

He had tried to cry, but it hurt too badly. They also told them that shards from the windshield had flown into his eyes and cut his face. They had taken the glass out and bandaged the cuts. They left him alone then to cry without tears.

The images of the collision kept filling his head as he sat and listened to the rain. The doctors had come to check up on him once in a while since yesterday. He wondered what would have happened if he hadn't told his parents that he wanted to go to that stupid festival. Would they still be alive?

He reached up and touched the bandages once more. It had become a habit. Mostly from shock. Because he knew that he would never be able to see anything ever again.

He was blind.

A/N: Hey! How did you like the prologue? Chapter one will be up soon. Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks! –Robbin13