Blind Date (original story)

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"Where are we?" Yoshie, aka Yosline, asked me.

"The park," I said. I led her over to the benches, limpling slightly, as always.

Yoshie's cane tapped softly on the sidewalk. "Where are we going?"

"To sit down," I said.

"Is you're leg bothering you?" She asked.

I shrugged. "Not more then usual."

She nodded. It was amazing how she could find her way around with nothing but a stick. I had been confined to a wheel chair and had to relearn how to walk when I lost half my left leg, but relearning everything, even reading? I could never do that.

I helped her into one of the benches and sat down myself, streaching my prothstetic out.

Yoshie leaned her head on my shoulder. "What's the veiw like?"

I smiled. "Beautiful. The trees are finally multicolored and the leaves are starting to fall. The sky's a brilliant blue dotted with puffy white clouds and the sun is slowly making it's decent. The grass is still a brilliant green and the skyscrapers can be seen from over the small forest of trees in the distance."

Yoshie sighed. "Sounds wonderful. I can smell autum in the air."

She closed her sightless eyes. At first, I was kinda creeped out by her lifeless eyes, but now I just added it to her most beautiful traits. She usually wore sunglasses over them, but not all the time.

She often asked me to describe what I was wearing, which she did. "Red flannal," I said ."with a Fall Out Boy tee, faded blue jeans, black converse, dirty blond hair, greyish eyes, charming smile..."

She rolled her once-seeing eyes at me, smirking.

After our life endangering experience together in the burning building, I don't think that Yoshie and I will ever split up. And she wasn't compleatly sightless. Everything was just a blur and with the colors faded badly. The smoke had caused her this and the roof collapsing on my took my leg. I couldn't belive that was almost three years ago, second date.

I rested me head on hers and we sat there for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company. We'd already walked to the coffee shop, and now a nice stroll in the park. The perfect way to spend my Saturday, with my red headed blind babe with her dull, yet attractive, green eyes.

I put my arm around her shoulder and took a deep breath. "This is the life."

She smiled. But it slowly slipped. "Levi? Are you really in love with me?"

The question surprised me. "Of course."

"Because, I was thinking, maybe you just feel sorry for me."

I shook me head. "Oh, no," I said. "I might have at first, but that didn't mean I didn't love you any less."

Yoshie turned her head towards me. "Really?"

I kissed her forehead. "Really."

She smiled softly. She never wore make-up, but she didn't need it. If she did, I probably would feel like she deserved a celebrity or a photoshoot for some famous magazine, sight or no sight. I already felt like she didn't deserve a once-farmboy like myself.

I wrapped my hand around hers. "I brought bread crumbs. You wanna go feed the ducks?"

She nodded, grabbing her cane. We walked over to the pond, hand in hand, and I held up my plastic bag up to her and she searced for it, then she grabbed a hand full of bread crumbs. "Where are they?" She asked.

I turned her towards the pond and took her arms drawing it back. "There," I said. She gently tossed her crumbs and the ducks ate it hungrily.

"Oh, look at the duckling!" I said. I noticed what I said. "Um, I mean...there's a little fuzzy white and grey duckling with it's mother."

Yoshie put a gentle hand on my arm. "I understand," she said. "It's okay. You can say look. I'm not offended."

I smiled slightly, thankful that if anyone was my girlfriend, it was her.

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