"Red is obviously such a stimulating color, and it has so many connotations."--P. J. Harvey
Of all the colors in the rainbow, he mused, red was probably his favorite.
"Yunoki-sama, you played so beautifully today"
"Thank you"
He wasn't particularly sure why.
"Yunoki-sama, would you like some tea?"
"Yes, thank you."
He supposed it was because of what it was meant to signify. Passion, romance, beauty. A flash of cyan caught his eye.
"Yunoki-sama would you li--"
"Fuyuumi-san" he called out.
The clarinet player turned around slightly surprised. "A-ah, yes Yunoki-senpai?"
He closed his eyes and smiled, "You look positively radiant today"
"Y-y Yunoki-senpai!"
All around were gasps, shrieks, and a dull thud as someone fainted. When he opened his eyes he was pleased to note the deep flush staining her face. Ah, red was such a lovely color.