Red, Sano smiled, the color had so many negative symbols about it. The color of blood and fire, which figuratively, he supposed, was the 'color' of death and destruction.
However, it was also the color of love, right? The heart. Generally this stuff would not matter to him, in truth, his original thought was of the redhead currently doing the laundry in the front yard.
"Hey, Kenshin," he called out, making his way through the gate opening.
Kenshin looked up, "hello Sano," he said.
Sano smiled, "the little Missy and the kid aren't here then. Kenshin shook his head. Sano's grin widened and he leaned forward, planting on kiss on Kenshin's cheek.
Kenshin's blush was also a great shade of red. Sano lifted him up and carried him inside. Red also classified 'passion' right?