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Warning: FLUFF! Lots and lots of cute, romantic implications that will hopefully leave you feeling warm and squishy on the inside.

Author's Babble: Konnichiwa minna-san! We're back with installment sixteen of the Shinobi Chronicles. Sin wrote this in, like, half an hour, much like she did with "Into the Arms of Another". It's short and sweet. Hopefully we'll come up with something longer for installment seventeen, but for right now read, enjoy and review this adorable little oneshot!

"I wanted to paint you a picture," Sai said into the silence, "A tribute to the love I have for you. So I gathered a dozen rainbows and a thousand diamond stars. The ocean became my canvas, the sunbeams were my brush and I painted you a sunset, so we couldsit and watch."

"I knew you were an artist, Sai," Sakura's voice was as soft and as smooth as silk when she finally spoke. The sound brought Goosebumps to Sai's skin; her voice was like music to his ears. She was facing the painting he had made for her; she hadn't looked at him since he unveiled it still sitting, completed and frameless, on its easel. "But I never suspected you were a poet too."

Sakura raised a hand as she spoke and gently, lovingly, ran her fingertips across the top of the canvas; she was too afraid of spoiling his masterpiece to do anything more.

"I-I'm not really," Sai said, his mind too absorbed in wishing he and the canvas could switch places to keep the stutter from his voice. "But I feel like," and he had to swallow the hard lump in his throat before he could continue, "Like I can do anything if you're by my side."

Sakura turned to him then with a smile gracing her face. Her rich green eyes were so warm and kind and filled with another emotion that Sai couldn't identify when she looked at him. The sunlight streaming in through the windows bathed her in a sublime white glow and Sai was struck dumb instantly.

"You inspire me."

The words were quite and breathy when they emerged from his lips, but they were sincere and heartfelt. Sakura must have been able to sense that because she crossed the room towards him, those unbelievably green eyes never leaving his own. They were so close together now; close enough for him to smell the rose oil on the skin of her neck.

She smiled again and Sai noticed that the emotion he didn't recognize in her eyes before had spread to the rest of her expression. Sakura raised her hand and touched her fingertips gently to his cheek.

Sai couldn't stop the prickle that spread across the surface of his skin. But that prickle quickly transformed into an electric current when her lips met his for the first time and Sai felt his body melt into her arms as they encircled him.

"I'm honoured to be your inspiration."