Looking back on it, Fushimi realised that there had always been clues that there was something different about Misaki and his red.
He just hadn't realised how different.
- Part 1 of Colour AUS
It began with a flower.
The next flower was made of crepe paper, messily held together with a mix of Sellotape and glue.
They parted with flowers, and it resumed with a single red rose.
An innocent gift of a flower pressed between the pages of a book, starts a story of love told through flowers over the years.
- Part 2 of Colour AUS
“Please, trust me on this,” Natsu was focused on him now, the piercing gaze holding the younger assassin in place more effectively than any weapon ever could. “If you make a promise, make sure that it was you will be able to keep, whether sooner or later.” Romeo hadn’t been able to speak under the force of that gaze, or the unusual seriousness and weight of the words, but he had nodded.
He hadn’t really understood back then, but right now, feeling the weight of his words to Wendy, he was finally beginning to understand what Natsu had meant. The mission wasn’t salvageable at this point anyway, but Wendy could still survive this.
I’m going to keep my promise.
- Part 3 of Colour AUS