"You are my weakness…"

When my mind finds a moment of peace, I allow myself to think of her… the reason why I'm actually here.

Revenge, anger, extinction… When these feelings flood my mind, I can no longer hold back my mind of thinking that I'll endanger her… I can't let that happen.

As every other lonely night in this mansion that once felt like home and now it's only empty as my heart, I allow my mind to think and surrender to my weakness. She is very similar to me but so different at the same time: Blue ebony hair, skin as white as snow, so silent, so… perfect, now, in any way am I a narcissistic since this resemblance only falls under physical traits but she possesses things that I don't…

Kindness, a warm heart, reasonableness, tenderness, kindness… and the list goes on but her beauty, shyness, intelligence and courage are the things that hopelessly bewitched me.

I remember the chunnin exams perfectly, when she fought against him, so sadistic and cold, he didn't care if he hurt her and that made me furious. When the paramedics carried her away, I couldn't help the feeling of rage that ran my veins making my fists bleed with the pressure of my fingers; I also remember that day when, in anger, my bloody eyes met with her white orbs –"Hinata…"-

Her name whispered between my lips surprises me and brings me back to reality; It's amazing the "spell" she has laid on me without even knowing… so cruel. The moonlight shines over my exposed torso and the fresh air blows my hair in a very pleasant way.

My eyes opened abruptly when, in the distance, running steps, low voices and the cries of a woman suddenly pierced my ears, everything went silent for an instant and, after a thump, what I heard send chills through my spine.

-"Help!"- A scream… that voice…

-"No-"it came out of my mouth in a low whisper.

I jumped out of my balcony to the roof tops and sprinted out in direction to where the scream had come from, I got all the way to the village's gates and kept running through the woods only to find myself in front of a scene that drove me crazy.

Six men were leaning against a female, hitting her and kicking her brutally, trying to take advantage of her and tearing off her clothes while she cried desperately… I went mad.

I jumped off the tree I was standing on and made my way to those men in just a second, taking them away from her with a perfect taijutsu. I took a kunai from one of the men's hands so I could rip their limbs off their bodies… my hands warmed up with their blood and some of it spilled on my face.

Control was no longer something I recognized until I felt a small trembling hand on my shoulder… I turned around and saw her, Kami I knew it was her, tears were streaming down her face and a scared look filled her eyes… Not the first time someone looks at me like that. The bloody sharingan activated, mi face constricted because of anger and stained with the blood of my enemies…but then the words that reached my ears pressed my soul with an iron grip…

-"You are n-not a m-murderer"-

When I heard her soft voice my body relaxed instantly, I dropped the kunai to the soft grass and, with my usual inexpressive features I turned around looking straight at the bastards that assaulted her, the look on their faces… priceless.

-"Leave"- There was no need to say it twice.

When I turned towards her again, she was about to lose consciousness, her legs trembled and failed on the task to keep her standing and my natural reaction was to hold her, her eyes looked at me one last time before they surrendered to the tiredness of their owner; depriving me from their light.

I scooped her up in my arms and held her close to my chest; her body was warm despite the cold night and I felt that same warmth "infecting" me. –"What a… pleasant feeling"- My mind's dark side kept pushing me to believe that my thoughts regarding her where illogical. I started to walk the way towards home, pacing slowly on a stupid attempt to feel her near me for a little bit longer… Now, this was exactly the stupid behavior I had to avoid because when I looked at her more carefully, I noticed: bleeding wounds, several scratches along her body and a lot of bruises starting to form… Dammit.

I sped up the pace and only a few minutes later I reached my destiny, noticing that her breathing was shallow and her temperature was rising, I walked directly towards my bedroom until I reached the ensuite bathroom wasting no time on thinking this through…I got in the shower with her in my arms and I let the cold water run down our bodies, it was very cold but I didn't even flinch… her temperature was coming down so I stayed right where I was.

When I felt her temperature reach a normal point, I stepped off the shower and with a slight maneuver I had her still in my arms but now covered in towels… I didn't let go of her, not even for an instant. I have to admit that the very thought of not having her in my arms makes me feel uncomfortable.

I suppose that you understand now why I said that she had "bewitched" me.

Even against my wishes, I let her go laying her softly on my futon, my gut twisting and turning with the battle raging inside me… How was I going to heal her wounds? I observed her once again: her pale skin glowed under the moonlight that filtered through my window thus the scarlet red of her blood looked more pronounced against her alabaster skin and her ebony hair.

I stood there, my sharingan activated so I could save the image of her laying on my bed, watching her intently for what felt like hours, but when my red shaded eyes reached her face a pair of white orbs were looking back at me fearfully but interestedly…

-"Y-You are not a-a murderer S-Sasuke-kun"-

Her words froze me once again.

-"You do not know me". I thought but didn't dare to say it. –"You can use this room to your extent, clean up yourself, there are clothes on that dresser, put something on and I'll wait for you in the living room to work on your wounds"-

I walked off the room making my way to the living room, I stayed standing in front of the window letting the low breeze refresh my heated body, her blood and the blood of the enemy dried on my bare torso and my face. After a while, I heard low footsteps approaching and then her sweet voice…

-"I-I think I t-took the other p-part …"-

I turned myself towards her and only then I knew what she was talking about: she was wearing the top half of my pajamas consisting in a very light and short yukata with wooden pins in the front… needless to say that it looked way too big on her, the sleeves covered her petite hands and the length of it passed her knees.

I stood there looking at her because, well, because it was all I could do really and then I saw her walking towards me with a wet towel in her hands…

-"M-May I c-clean the b-blood off o-of you Sasuke-san?"- she asked me shyly. My name whispered between her full lips made me…shiver.

I took the towel from her hands and started cleaning up myself while trying to ignore her gesture; I walked towards the bookshelf on the other side of the room and took the black box where I kept a first aid kit, she understood what I was going to do so she took a seat on the huge black couch waiting for me to finish sterilizing the needle I was going to use to stitch up the wound on her shoulder. It was open and slightly bleeding but she didn't even care about it, the rest of it were only scratches.

-"T-Thank you f-for saving me"-

-"Hmph"-

-"And for t-treating me so k-kindly…"-

I ignored her, and having everything ready, I approached her, she had unfastened the first wooden pins so her shoulder was exposed for me stitch up – "Fuck"-

-"It will hurt"- with that being said I started my job, a slight whimper came from her throat, I looked at her from the corner of my eye and even though there were tears in the corners of her eyes she was smiling shyly at me with a slight pink on her cheeks. I focused on the next stitch and I couldn't help myself to wait for her reaction… nothing.

-"Hmph"-

-"I-Is there something w-wrong?"-

-"Nothing"- I said flatly.

-"I'm really s-sorry to bother you, I-I can leave if-"-

-"Enough"- I cut her off –"You are not leaving"-

-"B-But Sasuke-san I'm just b-being a n-nuisance…"-

-"You're not"-"period"-"Are you going to let me finish?"- I looked directly into her eyes and she closed them instantly ducking her head as a sign to let me continue with what I was doing, I couldn't help the warmth that invaded my chest… she wasn't leaving, though even if she tried, I wouldn't have let her.

Minutes passed and she was still quiet, the wound was closed with 5 stitches which, unconsciously, I was commissioned to make small and almost superficial, deep only enough so that, further ahead, there would not be a scar too big to ruin her alabaster skin. When I finished the last stitch, I leaned my face towards her shoulder and cut the thread with my teeth. I noticed right away how her skin reacted trembling a little and when I looked at her, I found myself with the beautiful landscape of her albino eyes surrounding me completely…- "Weak, you are being weak"- I turned away. -"That's it"-

-"A-Arigato S-Sasuke-san…"-

I wanted to finish this "martyrdom" so I took the herbal ointment out of the kit and started to rub it on the remaining scratches, my mind wanted to do this as quickly as possible but my body was repairing in every detail that had been so easily torn apart by those bastards, a low growl came out of my throat as soon as my fingers rubbed the last wound and I my body froze when I felt something wet on my cheek, I looked at her and she was delicately cleaning up some blood off my face I had apparently missed to clean… I stood up abruptly and walked towards the hallway but stopped for an instant to look at her over my shoulder and, with a flat voice, I told her to follow me. She stood up with some difficulty and I couldn't stand the urgency to hold her again… I didn't move an inch; I was not falling for that again.

She followed me through the hallway walking clumsily near me. I reached my destination and stopped abruptly and I felt her slim body hit my bare back and an electric shock ran through my spine… and I felt furious.

-"You can stay in this room or you can leave, do whatever you want"- I did not wait for an answer and I walked towards my room, which was only three doors away, not looking back, I stepped in sliding the shoji and then closing it behind me… I waited and, after a moment, I heard another shoji being opened and closed almost delicately and then everything went silent… I was definitely not sleeping at all tonight.