There was an overwhelming silence in the air as I withdrew into the forest at noon and sought refuge in the shade of the trees.
Why did I seek protection?
Had I already run away against it?
Running away from the pain others inflicted on me inside when they looked at me?
I could literally feel their dislike when they looked me in the eye and threatened to drown in their immense whites.
I was born with the gift of being able to see through other people. To recognize your strengths and weaknesses in order to quickly and safely find a way to defeat them.
I don't mean to say that is bad. After all, that has helped me to win several times. But still these eyes made me very lonely. The price for this gift was the color of my eyes. The living.
They were dead, as I was told clearly earlier. These words came from Naruto, who, as so often, got into an argument with me and threw a sentence at my head that penetrated my heart quite deeply: "The only reason you win in most fights is your fucking dead eyes !Who likes to fight with a corpse! "
Most people wondered why I disappeared immediately after saying these words.
But they could not have known that it hurt me every time, when you talked about the emptiness in my eyes.
When I came to a clearing in the forest, I briefly managed to tear myself away from my negative thoughts. There I discovered a small pond over whose shimmering surface dragonflies danced.
I sank dreamily on my knees and stared at my reflection in the mirror, staring back with staring eyes.
That these white lifeless things belonged to me embarrassed me.
But unfortunately I couldn't do anything about it. They were part of me and would be with me all my life.
Suddenly I heard a noise.
I blew through the clearing and discovered a deer that stumbled dazedly towards me and whose body was covered with bloody wounds.
It came very close, and then finally collapsed in front of my eyes. It was instantly dead.I was touched that it wanted to die by my side. I wasn't sure why, but it touched me inside.
When I looked at it more closely, my heart almost stopped.
His eyes were white. Whiter than mine.
It was probably struck by white blindness. A disease that put the entire system of the eyes out of action and blinded those affected.
At that moment I realized that I had no right to complain about my eyes. At least I could see it! This poor creature could no longer escape in time the predators that probably had inflicted these wounds on it.
Even if you don't have any colors in your eyes, you should be proud to see colors! After all, they give life to every object and make it something special.
Another sound caught my attention. It was Hinata who must have followed me and now saw herself next to me and the dead deer.
"The poor thing.It must have suffered a lot of pain and was looking for someone with whom it could die in peace. There you can see that you are something special Neji! "
Her words comforted me, and her eyes showed me that I wasn't alone. They too were the color of snow.
I wanted to firmly believe that our eyes also had something alive. As the doctrine of ying and yang shows, black can only be where there is white. The gas life lies in shadow and light. Color and darkness.

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My first short story on Naruto. I hope you enjoy it!