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When you're blind your other senses work over time in an attempt to compensate. When you've been blind since childhood, like me, you get pretty good at listening to them, as well as coming up with one or two other ways to tell what's going on around you.

At the moment I can feel the rush of displaced air as my opponent's blow whizzes down towards my head. Or I should say where my head used to be. My ears picked up the rustle of his clothes some time ago.

My hands whip my bokken around and I bat his strike aside, the move catches him off guard and he over reaches, stumbling forward. At the same time I shift my weapons position and bring it back up slamming it across his stomach with enough force to make him expel a fair amount of air. I sweep his legs out from under him and note the thump as his body crashes to the ground. I can tell from his heavy breathing where his mouth is so I point my weapon just above it, right where his eyes should be.

"Stop!" that's our sensei Benai, he often smells of Bamboo leaves, wood and sweat, not surprising as he is a panda. I hear his footfalls as he pads over to us, his clothes barely rustling and I step back. Again I feel a shift in the air and hear his quiet breathing drop, and I know he's crouched down over my fallen opponent. "You leave yourself weak on your left side Gar." He says, voice reproving. "You need to close that hole in your defense and soon."

The scent of feathers and rain wafts over my nose as the gryphon laboriously gets to his feet. "Yes Sensei." He says. Again I hear and feel the movement of the air and I know that he's bowed. I follow suit as Sensei dismisses us both, practice having ended with our match.

The two of us proceed to the back to get changed and get cleaned up. I step around or over equipment that has yet to be picked up and I can hear the amazement in Gar's voice. "One of these days you are going to have to tell me how you do that."

I allow a smile to play across my lips. "Actually no I don't. It's better if I don't tell people the secrets to my way cool super powers." I joke and he expels an annoyed breath, but I can hear him chuckle under it.

"Yeah fine, so what do you think our chances are at the tournament this year?" By now we've made it to lockers, finding mine is so easy that I don't even register counting the steps. I fiddle with the lock and open the door. "Hard to say, I won't really know until I get there but I figure we'll at least give a good accounting of ourselves."

I don't need sight to know what his snort means. "Look, doing your best is great and all but I for one would like to see a major trophy in that case."

I shrug and turn my head in his direction. "It'd be nice I suppose, but just competing is honor enough for me." I hear the ruffle of wings and know that Gar won't be saying anything else. He tends to do that when someone, aside from his girlfriend, speaks a truth he knows is right but doesn't want to admit to. The Tournament he's talking about only takes the most skilled fighters from the universities in the tri state area, the fact that both of us were chosen is in, truth, one heck of an honor. I could push the issue but he knows I'm right.

Thus aside from the usual chatter in the room at this time I proceed on in silence. I get all my stuff together and after a quick shower and change of cloths head off to my last class of the day. As I step out I make a note to do some late night training, it is an honor to be chosen but it would be nice to win.

****

It was well past sundown by the time I finished classes and was able to train. My dorm room is in one of four building set up in a square. In the middle of them lies a small recreation area. Its four trees some benches and grass but it's perfect place for me to train.

The night breeze brings many scents on the wind as well as sounds. I smell the scent of meals and hear the sounds of revelry, which means its Friday night here on campus. As my body flows through the motions of various kata I work to block out all but the most necessary information. Soon I sense nothing but the space around me, the soft grass under foot and the wind as it whips by the trees and through their leaves. Blind as I am I know my position at any given time, a skill that took me years to train, and am therefore never lost or disoriented as I practice my sword moves.

It's getting on towards midnight when my ears pick up the sound of a female voice singing a bawdy tune. I slip my bokken into my belt and make my way to the path that accesses the main road. I pause at the sidewalk; few cars are going by so it makes it easier to hear the girl as she sings drunkenly, her sandaled feet making random seeming sounds as stumbles down the street. Great, whoever it is is totally blitzed.

The noise she's making and the near overpowering smell of alcohol pinpoints her position and I walk towards her. By now I'm able to make out the voice from the slur, it's Stella. I'm able to confirm this fact as she stumbles into my arms, for beneath all the alcohol I smell daisies & honeysuckle, her scent.

"Oooh!." She squeals as I keep her from falling. "And who is this shinning knight that comes to yon damsels rescue?" She burst out laughing at her own line. I have to resist the urge to retch from the smell. In case you haven't guessed, I hate the smell of alcohol.

"Yon maiden is trashed and should go home before someone takes advantage of her." I say, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. She presses her body too me, not in a sexual way she's just getting close enough to see who I am through what I suspect are bleary eyes. Still from the brief contact I feel the fishnet stockings on her legs, as well as on her upper body, though her breast are covered by tank top, and a pair of tight shorts molds itself to her lower body. "Bit of an unusual choice in cloths for you?"

She giggles. "Boomer! Heh and I thought this night was a bust!!" now she presses her body to against me lewdly. "I mean I got all dolled up for a costume party and then my date doesn't show. His loss really, but the rest of the party goers had dates and no one wanted a little bunny action to make things interesting." She sniffled "I was so bored and lonely." She whispers as her hand slides around to toy with my tail. "But now you're here so everything's right with the world again!" Her voice drops to a husky whisper "Or at least it will be once we find a nice private spot."

I sigh and pull her groping hands off of my person. "Okay, you're blitzed and I'm not interested. Just tell me where you live and I'll walk you home."

I can hear her big floppy ears as she shakes her head. "Nope, the night is still young!" she giggles and stumbles once more. "Either you give me what I want or I'll find someone who can!" All right enough of this. I scoop her up into my arms and she squeals in delight "Finally! I knew you'd see things my way!" she cooed and nibbled my neck. I ignored her and walked back to my dorm. It took some work to get through the security doors and then into my room, especially with Grabby McGee groping everything within reach of her paws, but I managed.

"I didn't bring you here for a fling, but I'm not about to let you wander out there completely smashed either." As I spoke I set her down on the floor. I imagine she looked around my room for a bit before what I said registered.

She snorted "What are you my dad." I heard fur sliding across cloths and the tapping of feet, she'd crossed her arms. Lovely, she was going to make this difficult. Or so I thought until I heard bile rise to her throat.

I pointed to the right "Bathrooms over there." I heard rapid movement as she flung open the door, charged in, buried her head in the toilet bowl and purged her stomach. I walked over and sat down next to her and did my best to keep her hair out of her face.

Several minutes later and we flushed the contents of her stomach down the drain. "You know, maybe I have partied too much tonight." She admitted as she finished using my sink to rinse her mouth out. "Once the room stops spinning I'll go home."

I sigh, knowing I am going to regret this, and help her out of the bathroom. "It might be best if you stayed here tonight. In case anything happens at least you won't be alone."

She awws and caress my face "Are you worried about widdle old me?"

I purse my lips and point my face in her direction. "Considering how much you've drunk tonight, yes." She giggles but doesn't argue the point.

My room is fairly orderly, which makes my life significantly easier, thus I am able to get her into my bed without much trouble. "Will you sleep with me?" she asks cutely and I swear I can hear her batting her eyelashes.

"No, but I will watch over you for awhile." I pull up the covers to tuck her in.

She yawns and says "I'll take what I can get..." before the night catches up with her and she passes out. I pull up a chair from my desk and listen to her breathing, noting the slight sound of fabric as she shifts about trying to get comfortable in her sleep. I listen to her for some time and once I'm convinced that she's not going to die on me from alcohol poisoning, I grabbed one of my spare blankets, wrap it about me and go to sleep.

*****

She didn't wake up until it was almost noon. By then I'd gotten dressed and had a cup of coffee waiting for her when she finally dragged herself from dream land. I handed it to her as she sat up, moaning about a bad headache. "Thanks." She said and took a sip of the drink. "So what happened last night?"

I sat down in my chair and poured myself a cup. "How much do you remember?"

I heard her clothes move as she shrugged. "Not a lot." She took another few swallows of her drink "I recall attending a really crappy party and then stumbling off into the night, after that thing's get fuzzy." She paused and I could hear the smile in her voice. "Though I do seem to recall a kind Kangaroos taking me in last night."

I shrugged "I wasn't about to let you out of my sight considering how plastered you were."

She laughs lightly as she drains her cup. Afterwards I hear her sniff herself and make a disgusted sound. "Woof I need a shower!" she says and I point her in the right direction.

A quick thanks and she disappears into the bathroom.

She's in there for almost a half an hour just getting cleaned up. Eventually she exits and I can tell from the sound that she's wearing on of my robes. "Ah MUCH better." She exclaims as she sits on the edge of my bed. The smell of alcohol has been completely obliterated and she's back to her old, honeysuckle smelling self.

"Now I know we don't know each other that well but do you mind telling me why you got so drunk." The rustle of cloth on fur tells me she's moved, and from the way my springs squeaked I surmise that she's crossed her legs.

"I don't know; guess I'm in a funk, sexually." She sighs and I stretches her arms, I can her them popping. "I mean it's been kind of same old same old, lately you know."

I frown. "No, I don't."

She giggless and shakes her head, those big floppy ears making their unique sound as she does so. "Right virgin." She seems to contemplate something for a moment and then she stands. "Here, why don't you find out what I look like?" She must see the hesitance in my face because she grabs my hand and puts it on her forehead. "Don't worry, I don't bite, hard." She adds

Reluctantly I trace my fingers over the contours of her face, drawing its image in my mind. Its heart shaped all soft fuzzy curves and a hint of a muzzle. Her hair is straight and feels like silk as I run my hands through it. Her ears are longer than I thought; they actually reach down to her chest and are soft and surprisingly warm. Her lips are soft and pliable, and she teasingly kisses my palm before licking one of my finger tips with her tongue. I frown and do not react to her. "Well, you are a pretty one I suppose." I say once I'm done, having sat back down.

I hear her removing my robe and I know she's naked underneath. "Why don't you explore the rest of me?" her tone is inviting as she speaks. "You know you want to."

I sigh and shake my head "No thanks."

I hear her sigh in exasperation "What does it take with you?" she says as she moves over to the pile of cloths she discarded earlier and begins to put them on.

"The truth? Monogamy." She stops moving when I say those words, but begins soon after. "Fine, never mind, I was just bored and though you might like a quick roll in the hay." I say nothing as she gathers her things. "Thanks again, good bye." And she's gone. I sit in darkness even though it's light outside and contemplate my actions. I shrug, she wanted to know, and turn to start doing some much needed studying.

****

It's about a week before I hear from Stella again. I'm sitting under a tree in the park, just resting after practicing for the tournament when I smell honeysuckle and hear her sit down beside me. "Why?" she says after a few moments.

I lean my head back against the tree's trunk "Why what?" I counter.

"Why monogamy?' She asks "I mean, where's the fun in being stuck with one person?" she prods "You're a handsome roo you could get yourself a number of girls if you'd only try."

I stretch my legs out, and yawn, the lazy afternoon starting to get to me. "I don't want a number of girls, I want one. Besides why do you care?"

I hear the rustle of her clothes as she shrugs "It's been bugging me all week. I finally couldn't take it any more, heck I just said no to a guy. Poor kid nearly had a heart attack."

That last part surprised me and I turned to face her. "Anyways, what's the fun in having one partner?"

Telling her won't be enough, so I shove her onto her back and crawl over her. So startled is she by my movements that she doesn't react as I bend my head down. My lips hovering close enough to hears that I can feel her warm breath on the, "Because when I do things, it means more to me than just the act. If I shake hands with someone it's because they are my friend, if I kiss some one that means I want to spend a lot of time with that person." Here I pause allowing her time to digest what I am saying. "If I make love to someone it's because they are the only person I want to do that with. I don't do things for fun, I can't separate sex and love like you and in all honesty I don't want to. To me one is merely the expression of another. That's why I am not interested in multiple partners."

I dipped my head and kissed her lips, their as soft and pliable as I thought. I pull back before she can react, my tongue moving to lick her lips, getting their sweet taste before I sit back on my haunches.

She sat up slowly, I could tell by the way the grass moved. I listened to the wind rustling through the trees, and the sound of pedestrian traffic strolling by as I waited for her response. "You're interested in me?" she finally said, sounding surprised "Why?"

I rock on my heels "I heard you sing last year when you played the lead role in the universities Musical. You were phenomenal; you sang your little heart out, filling your words with such emotion that it filled the auditorium. Ever since that day I've been interested in the girl who sang that song."

A shift in the way the wind moves around, the sound of paws on grass and the rustling of clothes, she's standing now and I follow suit. "But I was just acting, that wasn't..."

I place a finger to her lips, "No, when you sing that's the real you. I don't know why you hide behind this outward persona but if you ever decide to be you, give me a call." I lean in again to kiss her hungry lips, but I pull back before she can move to hold me to her. "I'll be waiting." I say softly and stroll away, leaving her to her thoughts.

****

Later that evening I get a soft knock at my door, "Be a minute." I yell as I close down my brail book. I amble over to the door and open it and immediately smell daisies & honeysuckle, Stella.

"Hello." I say in a neutral voice, unsure of what the purpose of her visit is."What can I do for you?" she pushes her way inside saying we need to talk. I shrug and close the door. From the squeak of my springs I know she's sat down on the bed and thus I take the chair next to it. "So what did you want to talk about?"

She hesitates for a moment and then she speaks. "Do you know why I do what I do?" I shake my head and she continues. "Because it's nice to feel wanted, okay. It's nice to pretend that for a few minutes you actually matter to someone. That's why I spread my legs, to feel like some one cares. It's a lie but it's a nice lie."

I lean back in my seat, there's more to this tale but she's not ready to tell me. So maybe it would help if I told her mine. "During my senior year I had a one night stand."

I hear her ears rise as she looks up at me, I can almost imagine the look of surprise. "I'd had a crush on her since my junior year and asked her to the prom and she said yes. Afterwards she fed me a line about being together for ever and all that rubbish and I gave her my virginity. The very next day I found her in the arms of another man. It turns out she'd used me to make her last boyfriend jealous. When I confronted her on this she shrugged at me and said it was just sex."

She's silent for a long time but eventually she let's out a sad little laugh. "What a pair we are, both hurt by our past." I was right, there is more to her tale but I decide not to push it, she can tell me when she's ready. "Look part of me really likes the idea of being with just one guy, but..." I hear her hand rub her arm "I am really insecure..." I feel that same hand rest on my thigh. "I'm...I'm going to need constant assurances for awhile that you do care..." I hear the tremble of her lips and the crack of her voice. "I want to make it work dear lord do I but....I'm afraid." It's the sincerity that convinces me. Everything else she can fake, but not that, that's how I knew there was a gem under the hard exterior in the first place.

I put my hand over top hers as I lean close to whisper. "I will give you that assurance, but if you violate the trust I am putting in you..." I leave it open. She nods her head and I hear whisperer promises of her faithfulness. I know she's telling the truth.

I hope she is.

I lick my lips and lean in to brush my lips against hers. To my surprise I find she's trembling, I even feel warm tears splash on my muzzle as we kiss. Her arms encircle me and she falls back, dragging me down atop her as I pepper her face with soft kisses. I take some time to nibble her big floppy ears which she seems to really like as her breathing picks up from that alone. This is not the first time for either of us but we explore one another as if we were novices, finding out what we each like and even though I can not see her, I learn her features as intimately as if I'd been looking at her my whole life.

In total darkness I begin to remove her cloths, lips pressing against the curves of her body as I travel down her body, unwrapping her like a gift. As I do that to her, she's pulling my shirt off over my head, until I am clad only in my shorts. "W...would you...lick me?" I have never heard her sound so hesitant before, I know now that she needs to feel like her entire body is worthy attention, that none of her is abhorrent to me.

I raise my face so she can see me. "I will, but..." I may have actually blushed here it's hard to say. "I've never done that before." Heat rose to my ear tips at that admission.

Tender hands caressed my muzzle and guided me to her mound. "It's okay..." she says "I'll teach you..." the last part is a whisper.

I can tell that she is sitting up now, hunching over me, for I can sometimes feel my ears touching her bare belly. I follow her whispered commands, tongue moving against her mound in long slow laps before breaching her folds. It's a new experience for me, one made pleasant by the sweet smell of honeysuckle that kisses my nose every time my tongue moves within her.

Her breathing becomes more ragged and she's soon not able to speak anymore, but I know what she likes now and I continue you on with more confidence, and soon my mouth is filled with the taste of honey as her legs twitch her orgasm.

She pants as I make a note of what she likes for future reference. "You're a quick learner." she says, in a breathless gasp. Her hands guide me onto the bed where I lay on my back. "Now let's see how well you ride." Assured that I do find her attractive, she's becoming more confident in our love making.

She pulls my shorts down and I feel cool air touching my member before something warm and fuzzy envelops it. She continues to rub her breast against me for a bit, and then I feel something warm and wet lapping at my tip. Her tongue and bosom work in concert stoking my flame so much that I am forced to grip the sheets. She stops tonguing me and I shiver in anticipation as I feel her place her sex over my stiff rod. Slowly she drops down my length, burying me in her folds. Her paws find mine and we lace our fingers together. I help her maintain balance as she rocks against me.

Soon we are moving together, hips undulating as one. We ride the wave of our passion, two minds and bodies focused on a singular task. I can not see her but I can hear her deep breathing, the flop of her ears as they lightly slap against her jiggling breast. As she rides me all cares fade away and there is only her. But I want more.

I let her collapse atop; I can feel her mouth quirk into a puzzled frown, wondering why I've stopped. I wrap one arm around her and with some difficulty pull her up with me as I stand. My bed rests next to a wall so you'll appreciate the difficulty of what I did next. Placing her back to that wall, I pinned her to it, her feet dangling a good couple of inches from any purchase and began to thrust myself length into her sex.

Now her arms wrapped around my possessively, her left leg wrapping around my back as her right dangled at her side. My mouth found that little spot near the collar of her neck and began to nibble,which caused her to gasp. My hips quickened their pace as I plumbed her depths with my little explorer. My right hand traced the curve of her rump and gave it an affectionate squeeze as I growled. For some reason she always bringa out the animal in me.

As we continue, my ears pick up the sound of rhythmic thumping. At first I thought it was the sound of me taking her against a wall, but I soon noticed that the thump was becoming a staccato sound and I wasn't moving that fast. As her breast jiggle against my chest I dropped my left hand down the curve of her body and found that her right leg was no longer just dangling at the side. Whatever I was doing must have really touched something off in her because she was thumping the wall with her foot like a character I once saw in an ancient film.

Eventually neither one of use could hold back anymore and we came. The first time I ever had sex with someone it was a pleasurable experience. This blew that away. As I held her exhausted body up I knew the reason why. The last time I did something like this I was just having sex, this time I was making love.

I kissed her tired lips as I pulled out of her, before gently guiding her down to the bed. When she finally stopped panting she snuggled up to my side and kissed me. We were both beyond words at that point so we just snuggled into one another's arms and enjoyed the warmth of the other person.

****

Well, the day of the tournament finally arrived and I and my friend Gar have made it to the semi-finals. The winners of these two matches will be the ones to face off for the championship. I honestly don't think I can win. I drew the swordsmen most favored to win this year. Everyone has been talking about how good he is and from what my sense s tell me they are right. So far he's cut a swath through his opponents in his drive to the top.

I begin to reflect that the fact that a blind roo made it this far is one heck of an accomplishment, I also take solace in the fact that Stella wasn't able to come, so at least she won't see me get my tail kicked.

"And in this corner!" my ears perk up as the announcer presents Herick, my opponent to the crowd. The cheering is deafening as the crowd goes wild. "And facing him we Have the blind swordsman, Boomer Green!" the cheers aren't as loud or numerous but they are encouraging and I turn in their direction and wave cheerily.

"Get him Sweetie!" I hitch in my wave as I hear that sweet voice, coming from the crowd. Stella, she had made it after all. That changes things; I might be willing to let this joker knock me about in front of strangers and fellow fighters, but in front of my girl...

Not a chance in hell.

I won't go into a long description of the contest, sufficed to say I simply turtled. He tried every feint ever parry and trick he knew up to and including trying to batter my defenses aside, but I held firm, striking only when he made a mistake. It worked, he got so frustrated that he over reached and I made him eat it. It was the first time I'd ever heard a stunned silence fall over a crowd only to have it erupt into cheers so loud it actually hurt my ears.

After that thing's went well, I faced my final opponent in the championship match and beat him, Which made me, a blind roo, the champion of the tri state area. Not to shabby.

Afterwards Gar and the rest of those on our team offered to buy me and Stella dinner at a nice restaurant within walking distance of the tournament hall. The two of us followed, trailing a little behind the others. I held my trophy under my left arm while my right was draped over her shoulder. "I thought you had a rehearsal today?" I said as we walked along.

"Well we did but we got out early so I thought I'd come see you." She leaned in and kissed my cheek. "I mean how often does a girl get to cheer her man on to victory."

I pulled her a little closer and she snuggled against my side as I kissed the top of her head. "Well I am glade you could come; it made all the difference in the world." She preened in my arms, and I laughed at her antics. "So, since my friends are buying what are you in the mood for tonight?"

Her voice dipped as she whispered into my ear "I'll take the lobster, you're having oysters." I raised my eyebrow as she traced the edge of my ears with her tongue "Since you're gonna need your strength for the reward I have planned for you." She giggled and I shook my head.

She still hasn't told me about the event in her path that caused her live her life as she once did, but at the moment it doesn't matter. She'll tell me when she's ready and as long as she stays in my life, I am content.

Author Notes: I decided to try and write a first person story from the perspective of a blind man. It proved harder than I thought. I do hope you enjoyed the story though and I thank you all for the comments you have made. I must admit I didn't expect so a warm a welcome when I posted these tales.

As things currently stand, the next part of the series is fairly dark so you have been warned.