"I do." A symbolic phrase that brought forth so many changes in one singular moment.

"The kiss." The action that accompanies the love held by the now married couple.

"Explicit happiness." An outward feeling that would be soon quenched in the evening to come.

This is the faith that betrothed both of the newlyweds, as they take their love beyond this cruel world.

Soft lips met one another in an union that could be described as inexplicable. Yet, this didn't slow the haste as the two venture forth.

Each caress was a spark of electricity that enveloped them into a frenzy of passionate.

The heartbeats were the only time they could find solace in another. When everything in the world was so wrong, why was this so convivial?

Neither questioned it , however, as they embraced the genuine love for once in their life.

Clothes disappeared, as if they were a prison that held them back. Bare skin met in a symphony of passion, with each movement creating a joyous sensation. The moans were blissful, as if they are the only sounds in the world. One would say, it was the singing of the birds.

Her brown skin littered with marks of the past echoed scars, yet when he kissed every scar she had. She felt beautiful, as if she could embrace the sublime past. He used his mouth to create new marks in which she would remember for a lifetime. A future of happiness and pleasure with her one true lover.

If the body was a canvas, then he had painted his wife with a variety of colors in the form of marks. And, she would do the same as she helps him overcome his past trauma with new loving marks. The kindred spirits were in a heaven unknown, with their ever growing love.

Blood. As if that was the symbol to reveal that they were united by not just faith, but by the connection of their bodies. Pain. This feeling is short lived, but it spoke volumes of what is to come. Pleasure. The unscrupulous sin was beyond any pain that they've received.

Sex, no love making. This making of love was the sign of triumph. It outweighed the pain, and brought in an utopia. A world where they could be together without any fear, nor reprieve. They loved it dearly, with the sweats and moans enforcing their newly found love.

Neither wanted this to end, while they enjoyed a world with just the two of them. Nobody to say no, and nobody to tell them stop. It was truly a perfect ending for a couple created from tragedy. The world was theirs and they planned on taking it. Kiss by kiss, touch by touch, and moment by moment.

The sync of essence inside the woman was the last pillar, as they have finally been united in every way. And, nine months later would prove testament to that small fact. But, for now they would enjoy the time they have together. One of reflection and hope, as they continue the love making. Each moan signaled to the stars that they were far from done.

When it was all over the sun had risen, but the two had fallen to rest. The sun gave them a blanket of warmth, as a gift to Mr and Mrs. Sasaki. Tokyo continued on, while they slept in an euphoria heaven.