Author's Note: I don't mention any names in this story, but I leave more than enough hints for you to guess. Please be nice on the reviews, this is still only my second story. I really do appreciate reviews and comments, and love hearing from you. Feel free to do so.

Now, without further adu, enjoy!

1:1, A Midnight Forest


He wondered, almost, if he was dreaming. Perhaps he would find himself in his ruby-colored pajamas, his red baseball cap thrown to the floor in haste, his brothers asleep beside him, a cold sweat dripping down his back from the intensities of his subconscious. Maybe he really didn't even want this to be happening.

But, oh, he did.

She looked so beautiful, her pink eyes glowing, almost in the moonlight. How had he found her here, so sweet, so surprised -- so innocent? Was it by chance they had both wandered out into the dusk, that cool, brisk midnight? Was it simply by chance the two both looked forlorn and had tears streaming down their faces?

Although mortal enemies, he knew he needed her -- loved her, even -- deep down inside. He could only portray the tough mask for so long before his true feelings broke through.

He was clearly not as intelligent as she, and definitely less patient -- although equally bossy. Her long hair was so perfect as it framed her face when untied, like an angel, almost; his hair was tattered and messy, uncombed. Though they were almost complete opposites, they were also alike in so many ways.

What, though, had brought her here to the forest at this hour?

And, why had he come, for that matter?

It did not matter now. Fate had brought them together, if only for this one night, and that all he knew and wanted to know.

Tears flowed delicately from her pink eyes. She hurriedly wiped them away once she had spotted him. She blushed a light crimson, but then she regained her composure once she recognized just who it was standing before her. Anger and fear flickered across her eyes briefly, but it did not stay long.

Both were at a loss for words and could not break the silence.

Crickets chirped in the brush, and the faint buzzing of porch lights remained the only sound for quite some time. Stars shone bright, adding to the glory of the full moon. The scent in the misty air was fresh -- of summer and of nature. The creatures of the day were sound asleep, giving the forest an eerie yet soothing stillness.

Although painfully awkward, both seemed to enjoy the serenity and peace of the night.

Finally, he gathered the courage to speak to the one he loved so much, though he also hated her so intensely. After all, it was his nature to hate her. And yet he couldn't. Although he would not admit it, not even to himself, he loved her more than anything he had ever known. The beautiful redhead who sat before him humbly on the forest floor in a pink nightgown, staring up at him with stunned eyes, leaves scattered around her -- he loved her with his entire heart.

Though he tried, he could not find words sweet and fair enough to suit her.

"Are you here out of loneliness too?"

I hoped you enjoyed it! If you didn't... well...

Don't worry, this isn't entirely the reds. But this chapter isn't quite finished yet, one more part to it. I just like the red couple for some reason. Anyway, should chapter two be the blues or the greens? Let me know!

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day!