They were being chased. If they were caught, that would be the end of them. They would never see each other again. "Did you bring it?" The black-haired lover asked. The blonde lover responded solemnly. "Yes." They both wished there was another way, but this was the only way to assure themselves they'd never be apart. They cocked the guns, but hesitated for a second, and before doing so they fell into each others' arms, sharing the most intense kiss a couple who knows their time is coming to an end can. Their lips were dry, and they hadn't brushed their teeth, but it didn't matter. These were their last moments and they would treasure them forever. Then they did pull the triggers, and it was over. As they bled out there, eyes going blurry as the sound of the ocean filled their ears, each managed to croak out a quiet "I love you."