A/N: Haku's Point of View!

She told me I was like fire and water in one, that I made her feel like she was drowning and burning to death at the same time. I didn't know what to make of it, didn't know what that meant until she kissed me. She kissed me hard, and I felt pure, raw desperation in it. She wanted to be remembered, accepted, embraced, loved: and I didn't understand what she didn't know that I did all those things already.

I didn't know, didn't realize: but when I finally did know, I knew. I knew what to do when she kissed me: kiss back. And I did: I pulled her close, holding her face, smoothing my lips and tongue along hers. The small sounds she made were easily identified as pleasured. I tried to handle her gently, but each touch had her responding violently: she arched into my hands, moaning into my mouth, and I found myself wondering if I was really that good!

When her hands began touching me in return, I had her up against the wall. She nearly ripped my shirt off, and ran her hands over my chest, tweaking my nipples. I followed her hands with my eyes until I noticed where they were headed: I grabbed them in my own, and made her to wrap her legs around mine. I walked to the bed, our lips never unlocking or tongues untwisting.

When I laid her out on the bed, her shirt was the first thing to come off. I almost fell over in surprise when I realized she had nothing else on. She was eager to pull off the rest of my clothes, and I soon found her hand on my erection, guiding me to her entrance. I could hardly hold myself up, and she looked at me with a blush on her cheeks, lip between her teeth.

I pushed into her slowly, but she made no sound of pain or displeasure when I stopped, so I continued. She gasped, and pushed herself up to meet my rhythm. Her eyes closed, and all too quickly I could feel her tightening around me, her mouth fell open in a series of moans and gasps. She completely fell apart, and I found myself falling apart with her.

When she fell quiet, and I rested my head on her heaving chest, she whispered that she had been on fire, and now she was underwater: I finally understood.