It is often said that a person's room reflects who they are within. This was especially so with twelve-year old Hinamori Amu. Her 'cool n' spicy' attitude was shown to outsiders, but her room told the truth. It was pink. Bright pink. The colour of innocence and cheer. And so it stayed. Until she met Tsukiyomi Ikuto. After his nightly visits became more frequent and Amu revealed her real personality and changed a bit, so did her room. As time passed, different colours came and went. A slightly more mature green, when Amu started to realize she was jealous whenever Utau hung onto Ikuto. A serene blue once she and Ikuto established their relationship. A deep purple as their love grew to amazing heights. Then a seductive crimson as they got older and their love mingled with passion. But there was one thing that remained the same with the passage of time. Ikuto lightly brushed back a few loose strands of rose-pink hair from his love's face, a slight smile curving his lips upward. No matter what, the pink of innocence would always stay with Amu.