Author's Notes: Another little chapter. Hope you like it. It's kind of fun because the other story I'm writing is on the complete opposite end of the spectrum of this story. I'm talking about my other short story, "And That's How They Died." Lots of fun. Anywho, thanks to my readers and reviewers. I'll answer questions at the bottom.

On to the paintings…

.C.o.l.o.r.M.e.

Green

Love is Green.

It wasn't long before the dead, wintry fields awoke, springing to life. Our first days were typical of newfound lovers, sneaking out at the wee hours of the night. 'Twas silliness really, but I shan't forget it. I shan't forget the vibrant green fields we picknicked apon, nor the emerald forests we danced in, nor the olive lilies that met our bodies amidst the sea green pond. Our lives separate were boring, mundane at best, me heading the class and you painting the rolling hills, which were much more enlivened those days. Most of all, I will never forget the day thou wore that flowing, lime green dress and what you said on that hill we met, now extraordinarily verdant with lush grass. You said, "I love you."

"Oh my hero, so far away now," she sang to herself, fiddling with a twig she pulled off a tree branch. "Will I ever see your smile?"

She was way out of tune and horribly rushing the song. Relm never sang in public and usually didn't sing to herself either, but the lonely back-path of the Phantom Forest had its way of bringing out the innermost feelings in a person.

"Love goes away," she continued, "like night into day; it's just a fading dream…

"I'm the darkness, you're the stars, our love is brighter than the sun. For eternity, for me there can be only you, my chosen wa-un." Her voice cracked, breaking her from the song. "Ah, fooey! Curse that Celes and her natural-pitch voice!"

Locke had gone on and on about Celes' operatic voice and how she played Maria on that night they tricked Setzer into joining forces. If that wasn't enough to listen to Locke's incoherent ramblings about her, Edgar and Sabin always chimed in, being that they were there that night as well. Relm, though, could never imagine Celes, the ice-cold ex-general of the empire, even had a singing voice at all. She was, however, proved wrong when they had a reunion just a few years back and convinced Celes to reenact the whole thing. Ever since then, Relm's been humming the tune, the words perfectly fixated on her lips, although pitch was a different matter from her vocal cords.

She sighed and went back to singing. "Must I forget you? Our solemn promise? Will autumn take the place of spring? What shall I do? I'm lost without you; speak to me once more…"

She paused, waiting to see if he'd respond. He didn't. She giggled, thinking not only was she singing to herself, she was singing in public, considering he was supposedly a few feet away. Then, she saw an opening in the forest up ahead where light streamed in to the forest.

She ran to it like all the spirits of the forest had wildly possessed her. She hopped over the fallen limbs and ducked under the low branches and quickly came up to opening. She did not hear her follower following.

Sure enough, the plains of Iseragarida were in plain sight and stretched far into the distance, the bordering sea most likely hidden behind the hilly horizon. Gleefully, she bounced out of the forest past the last few trees and ran up the hill. When she got to the top, she was greeted with a large gust of wind that took the little, yellow flower out of her hair, guiding it back to the dark green forest.

She ducked and grabbed her purplish bandana, turning around. "Ah, rats! It was so pretty too."

She stood there for a moment and stared at the gloomy forest. What was he going to do? Surely he'd follow her, but how? She tried to remember the last time they were here, but couldn't recall how he had followed her. As she thought to herself, the knee-high grass blades danced with the wind, tickling above her long socks on her upper thigh.

She eventually shrugged her shoulders and turned around, trying to find the path he'd sneak across. She looked out across the vast fields and noticed something in the distance.

"Chocobos!"

'That's right…' she thought, 'it's chocobo season.'

There was a whole herd of them, stampeding across the land, looking rather lively. It immediately brightened her spirits to see the fun-loving creatures playfully traversing the Doman plains, even if they were wild. Filled with a new form of energy and excitement, she rushed down the hill vigorously, imitating the chocobos. It was silliness.

"We must part now, my life goes on, but my heart won't give you up. Ere I run away, let me hear you say I meant as much to you…So gently, you touched my heart I will be forever yours. Come what may, I won't age a day. I'll wait for you, always…"

She loves me! What a funny reaction, eh? Even more so on how long it took me to respond. Understand it was not a precautious delay, but a dwelling of pure happiness. I felt so alive. The grass bled into the sky and sea, turning to shades of green. You and I were no different. Everything became one and final. Thou, the jade fox, curled under thine broken wing and we became the unsuspecting one that would blossom into a billion varying colors. The base, of course, was green. Naturally, after my dwelling, I replied, "I love you too."

Color me green…

Replies to Reviewers:

Daniel Wesley Rydell: Yes, yes, yes! I fully plan to continue this story as well as all my other stories (except one-shots and perhaps "A Day in the Life of" my first ever project…and least favorite.). Thanks so much for the reviews on all the different

SilveyStarDust: Good question…I have no idea. Maybe because she's still young enough to have more adventures. I have a lot of stories on FF6 I'd like to write, but I'm trying to keep myself from doing to many at once. Plus, it doesn't seem like many people read FF6 stories. Oh well. Thanks for the review!