Eyes like Emeralds {MikaYuu}

Eyes

I hate my eyes.

They're stupid.

They make me miserable.

I mean, what are the odds? Green is the rarest color.

When I was 8,
my eyes began to give out on me.
Little by little, I went blind. At the time,
I really didn't understand what was happening to me.

On my tenth birthday,
I woke up, unable to see.

My dad left the very next day. Not wanting to deal with me anymore.

Life was like this for all green eyed people. If you were lucky, you might get partial blindness, or color blindness, sometimes it was just one eye that was blind. But unlike most, I was far from lucky.

"Why are my eyes like this?"

I would always ask this question to my mother. But she never answered. Sometimes I would hear no response. Other times I'd hear my mother begin to cry. This usually made me cry with her. I felt warmth as she would begin to embrace me. I would hug her back and press my face to her shoulder.

"Mommy?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"It's not fair."

I was once again engulfed in silence.

"What's not fair?"
She asked, already knowing what my answer was.

"Because of my eyes, you're being punished."

"What do you mean by that, Yuu?"

"Daddy left us... because of me... Because he hates me. The love of your life left you because of me."

"No, your father was just..."

"It's ok, Mommy. I know why he left. You don't have to lie."

She would begin to hug me tighter.

"Yuichiro, just remember I'll always love you. I'd never hate you, ever."

She'd begin to cry. I felt as her tears hit my shoulder, leaving it somewhat damp.

"Mommy?"

She began to compose herself , taking deep breaths until her crying ceased.

"Yes?"

"Can you show me it again?"

She sniffled. "Again?"

I nodded. "Please, Mommy."

She chuckled. "Alright, but don't complain when you get a headache after."

"I don't care. I wanna see him again."

She sighed. "Alright."

A couple of seconds later, an image started to appear around me. I smiled. For he was about to appear.

Moments later I saw him.
To me, he looked like an angel. Messy, silklike, golden locks framed his beautiful porcelain face. But the thing I truly loved about him, were his eyes.

They were just so beautiful. The way they reflected any light that was shone upon them. It was just, beautiful. But, that wasn't even the best part about them. His eyes were blue. My favorite color. He was so lucky to have eyes that would never hurt him.
If it were up to me I'd stay here and look at him the rest of my life. But even if I wanted to, I couldn't. If I did, I would never meet my soulmate in real life.

He began to fade along with the scenery that I never really paid attention to.
I saw nothing once again.

"Thank you, Mommy."

"How was he?"

"Even though I can't remember how he looks, I know one thing for sure. He was breath-taking..."

She laughed. "I see."

"Mommy, one day I'm gonna meet him and we're gonna kiss, and then I'm gonna be able see, AND THEN WE'RE GONNA RUN AWAY AND GET MARRIED!!!!"

"Well you don't have to run away..."

I sighed.
"Fine. But I'm gonna find him... my soulmate... Even if I am blind."