His heart beat steadily against her palm. His breath tickled her cheek softly. When the female let her fingers trail down his chest lightly, his eyelashes fluttered, his silver eyes, so strange, yet so full of love, turned up to her emerald ones.
"I need you," she whispered. Then her hands, which tangled in his soft blue hair, were too tight to feel anything else, not like their bodies. It was like heaven on earth.
"I can't believe," she whispered later, "that I wound up with you."
"Who would have, Sakura-chan?" the blue man chuckled.
"No one, Kisame-kun…" she laughed.