When his body wasn't filled with the overwhelming heat rush of pure rage and bloodlust, Sasuke couldn't shake away the feeling of being ice cold from the inside out, borrowing and taking from the freely-given warmth of others and giving back nothing in return.
But Karin, she was warm, so warm with her naked skin pressed against his, and he felt as though he might drain her of every last spark of the heat which filled every part of her. He knew, however, that the warmth which she possesed was boundless in a way that he couldn't yet understand. Somewhere deep inside of him lay the potential for an equally boundless supply of affection fr
Nah...like I shipped ss up until the exact moment when sakura decided to kill sasuke "for his own sake" and t the moment when the Tsuchikage thought he killed sasuke, I karin cried for him thinking that he was dead.
That exact moment in time is when I decided to turn Sk xD