Every night where the moon seemed to be missing from the blackened sky, he heard the same sweet voice in his mind. It always seemed to haunt him on nights like this. Always had a delicate sound. Always singing the same lullaby that ,ironically enough, kept him awake. Always brought the image of the face who owned that lovely voice into him mind. Always reminded how he childishly hid from her and watch her dance the night away. Like a ballerina. His had always liked to think Hessa belonged to him. He felt that his fellow shinobi knew this fact as well as they never messed with her in his presence. If anyone made fun of her she almost instantly got behind him and they were met with his glare that had the worthiness of that of a demons. Of course not everyone noticed his affections for said girl because if they did they simply ignored , being two groups of people.
One being his fan girls. The banshees would harass the shy Hessa for reasons she never seemed to understand. Much to their dismay ,however, he would always come to her rescue. The other group of people were guys. Random guys that would look at her body and only her body. When Sasuke and Hessa would walk into town together he would keep his eyes on them. When one had the nerve to come and try to talk to what was his, Sasuke would wrap his arm around the blonde's waist in what resembled an iron grip. Yeah, they backed off that was then. But that when when he was still there, when he was still in Konoha. Now he's a rouge shinobi aiming to achieve his goal. Kill his older brother Itachi. Would she still accept him if he should exceed? Would she push him away? Those questions always plagued his mind within the almost three years he had been gone. Since he had left, left Hessa. He grinned slightly. The raven haired rouge could never help himself when it came to his timid ballerina.
Even her very name had that affect on annoyed with the thought of not seeing his precious Hessa in years, he got up and left while his team slept. He had to see her, he just had to. Within moments he found the small clearing just outside his former village where he knew she'd be. This place gave him an almost nostalgic feeling. The sharigan wielder couldn't help but feel she was dancing her little heart out while singing to herself softly. Hessa went into one form into another perfectly and gracefully. Sasuke smiled softly, she had grown becoming more womanly. Then he furrowed his brows. That meant more men would be looking at what was rightfully his! The shinobi made up his mind, his shy ballerina was coming with he made to stand up, the snapping of a twig caught his attention. Turning around he saw Juugo and Suigetsu coming toward him with Karin in the lead.
Without making haste Sasuke dashed behind Hessa who started to back up noticing the trio. Quickly he knocked her out, picked her up bridal style and walked passed his befuddled had been the first to speak since the other two thought better to question their leader.
"Sasuke!",the red head whined, "Who is SHE?"
Their leader glanced at them momentarily before looking down at the blonde with a small affectionate smile."She is MINE."
This time Suigetsu spoke up, "She's mine?"
The raven haired shinobi spun his head in fury with the most menacing glare any of them had ever witnessed."NO! .MINE! SHE BELONGS TO ME!" He all but growled action caused Hessa to stir a bit instantly calming Sasuke down as his attention shifted back to her."Hessa." He cooed with a moaned a bit before her eyes slowly opened causing his smile to leaned down and kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there while he mumbled causing the shy female to blush."Hessa, you'll always be my ballerina. Always."