'If you think for even one moment that I am going to let you walk out of here without a fight then you have another thing coming to you, you egotistical moron! '

Kisame let his footsteps slow to a stop, turning to look over his shoulder and allowing himself to take her in the way he never let himself. He 'd never have another chance to after all.

Mei pulled off the Kiri uniform in a way no one else could. It should have been just as bulky on her figure as it was on his but instead it only accented her tiny waistline. What he wouldn 't give to wrap his oversized hands around that waist of hers. He 'd bet that he could hold all of her at once. Her hair was down, loose from the half-topknot she usually wore, and the auburn tresses flowed around her like the bloody mist their village was nicknamed for. Her hip was cocked, both hands fisted in anger, and her one visible eye was hot with indignation. She looked like the kind of fire he wouldn 't mind burning himself on.