7. Think pink
"Oh my," Zane breathed as he walked into the small living room of Ami and Usagi's quaint wooden beach house.
Usagi only beamed, whereas Ami had on a quieter, but still amused, smile. "Do you like it, Zane?" the blonde girl demanded, unnecessarily pointing at the neon pink highlight in her hair.
" 'S um, lovely." Zane cast his green eyes down before dropping onto the couch, right beside Ami.
"I KNOW!" she burst out.
Zane shot wide eyes at Ami who whispered, "She had a few sweets earlier."
The young man made a note to himself never to give Usagi any cookies, cakes, candies, or anything with sugar for the rest of the trip. "I need to show it to Mamo-chan, now," Usagi informed them brightly. "Thanks for helping, Ames!" she called as she grabbed a pair of flip flops before racing out the door.
"My God, she'll stop traffic with that," Zane commented.
Ami giggled, but hit his arm sternly. "It suits her."
"I didn't say it doesn't." His eyes strayed to the coffee table, which was cluttered with bottles filled with different suspicious liquids, including one that looked to be dark blue dye.
"I like that one." He regarded his girlfriend for a moment. "I think it'd suit you."
Ami backed away, shaking her head. "Uh, no you don't."
Zane only crept closer, having snatched the bottle up. "Oh come on, Ami, just one highlight. What's the worst that could happen?"