This addition to the Color collection was written by my Madre, StandingOnTheRooftops and has been tweaked by me! But all credit goes to Mommy! so I hope you enjoy!

Crimson Tide - StandingOnTheRooftops

Zechs stared out across the ocean as twilight descended. The setting sun was transforming the world, changing the colors of the calm water from deep tranquil turqoise and teal to the dark, brooding shades of purple, orange and crimson. He stood just out of reach of the incoming tide, watching the water dance upon the sand... water as crimson as the blood that stained his hands.

That's what the color made him think off. Blood. All the blood he'd spilled. It was enough to turn this tide red, was it not? Not just a trick of the sunlight, but to actually color the water itself, make it murky, dark and thick.

Would the water still dance like this, he thought. Would the tide still roll in until the crimson force overcame him, pulled him down and in, drowning him with the pain and the guilt that tormented his mind?

"Stop brooding," A soft voice commanded as strong arms wrapped around his waist from behind. He felt a face press against his back, breathing him in.

He wasn't worthy of this, he thought. He was unclean, tainted. He was dyed as crimson as the water before him.

"What?"

Zechs blinked... had he really just thought that out loud?

The figure holding him close pushed him away, spun him roughly around. Sky blue eyes met with eyes the color of the finest obsidian glass... eyes that were sparkling with anger.

"Unworthy?" Wufei hissed. "Unworthy of what? Me? This? You're an idiot, Zechs Marquise. *I* will decide what or who is worthy of me. *I* will decide if you're unworthy or not." Wufei growled and leaned up to capture Zechs' lips in a heated kiss. "Maybe neither one of us is worthy of the other," Wufei whispered against his mouth without breaking away. "I'm just as tainted as you. The blood on my hands..." Wufei twined his fingers with his lover's and held their joined hands up. "... it's no different and no less than the blood on yours. But Zechs... does it really matter one way or the other? I *love* you... blood stained hands and all. Every piece of you."

Zechs wrapped his arms around his lover, holding him tight and breathing in the scent that was uniquely Wufei mixed with the briney smell of the sea. The ocean was still bathed in crimson, but the crimson was slowly fading into blacks and purples.

The water rose a fraction more, lapping at their feet, soaking them in crimson and washing it way in the same movement. Maybe he really was dyed as crimson as the water before him... but the color was merely a trick of the sunlight, a figment of his mind after all. Maybe his own stains were, as well?

As long as they were together- as long as they had their love... they could face the rising tide.

~END~

Okay and here is the newest addition! Thank you moma for the awsome story! i love it and I'm happy! Thankies! *does a happy dance*

~TMBTJM